Hotaru: heh, welcome to chapter two of Prince's Humility. And I'd like to
take a moment to discuss the title I chose. You see the base story was
Slave's Pride. And of course that was of Safiya's struggles. This is
Prince's Humility. And about Seth's struggles to become less of an
asshole, and more to the plot than that but I don't feel like giving
anything away right now. So. Humility is a direct antonym to Pride so I
thought that the title fit since this is on the opposite side of the
spectrum that Slave's Pride hit. With that said, he is the story!!!
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The night gave way to the day and gazed down at the pair. Both were nestled in the small ditch between sand dunes with a camp fire providing shelter from the darkness. Seth awoke to find his captor sitting in the sand with a scorpion crawling along her leg.
"You'd better not move" he warned. She looked up at him, barely acknowledging his presence. Seth wondered silently about the sudden change in her attitude.
"This is no danger" she whispered finally as she picked the scorpion up from her leg and set it on the sand. Seth blinked, suddenly reminded of how he used to play like that as a child with his mother.
"Do you intend to keep me in this sand all day?" He asked
"No, I'm taking you to the caravan. My friends can watch over us while I teach you the difference between birthright and attitude. I hope you don't mind the company of demons, you shouldn't considering your blood." She replied honestly. He scowled at her.
"surely you aren't suggesting that I, heir to the throne of all Egypt, associate with demons!" She got up and hit him in the back of the head. Not painfully hard but enough to let him know he was being rebuked. He put a hand over the pain and glared at her
"Never think you're too good. Crowned you may be, but you are still mortal. And as much as you'd like to deny it, you ARE of demon decent!" she said in a cold voice.
"How did you know that?! Who are you?!" He demanded. She didn't answer, instead turning her back to him and taking up her sword. He stood angrily and her shoulder, turning her to face him. "HOW?!"
"I am...a friend to your family. Your TRUE family. My sister was there when your mother was captured. I know all about you." She whispered, refusing to make eye contact. Seth put a strong hand under her chin and made her look him in the eyes.
"Where is you sister?" he asked. She jerked her head away and turned.
"Come on, we must go now or we won't make it by sunset."
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Yami was sitting in this throne, scowling in anger and lashing out at anyone who so much as walked past. The news of Seth's kidnapping hadn't hit Yami well. He'd worked hard to make Seth into another Yami and now the Crown Prince was missing! Yami couldn't care less how beat up Seth was, just so long as he came back alive. It looked bad if he didn't. Yami's men were scouring the desert for the prince and Yami was beginning to wonder just how hard it would be to find him when a youth stepped into his presence. The boy was as tall as Yami himself, and dressed in royal robes with a small crown on that rested amongst his red-blonde-black hair. His skin was pale, showing he'd never really left the palace. Yami looked up at the boy and sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"What is it, Horus?" the pharaoh asked tiredly. The boy frowned slightly at the king's fatigue.
"You should stop worrying about that worthless prince...you have me." The boy replied.
"I've told you this over a thousand times, it is pointless! You are the second prince! Seth is the eldest and so he's the first in line!" Yami said.
"BUT HE ISN'T YOUR SON!!! I AM!!!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Yami barked, scaring some of the servants who were doing various things around the two. Horus fell silent, looking down at the floor, glaring like it had hit him. Or at least he was with his right eye. His left eye was useless to him now. A few years back he and Seth had gotten into a serious fight and Seth had taken a scalding hot rod to his left eye. So now Horus could only use his right eye. Yami growled at him, still seething. "As far as ANYONE else knows he is my son, and so he shall remain! You on the other hand can be removed."
"No father!" Horus hissed, his eye widening in fear.
"Then you had better keep hold of your tongue. I had better not find out that you had anything to do with this, Horus."
"I did not, father, nor would I ever considering that I still have one eye for you to gouge out." Horus muttered.
"Good boy...now go join the others in the search." Yami ordered.
"Pfft! As if! I'll be in my room if you want me, father. I've lived with Seth my whole life and I'd just as soon die than see him return safely. But I haven't done this." With that Horus walked away, Yami scowling as he did so.
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the Caravan was little more than a small herd of horses, a group of four people, and a hell of a lot of weapons situated in an oasis. As the girl and Seth walked up the four people stood, turning their backs to the warm and inviting bon fire and into the on coming night.
"Athena, who's the pretty little wench?" the tallest one asked. His dark eyes were obscured by his jet black hair that fell to his waist and his muscular body was heavily tanned. Seth glared at him, trying to decipher if he was insulting him or just plain stupid. Judging by the way Athena and the others laughed he figured it was the first.
"Now be nice, this is the Crown Prince after all." Athena replied, failing to stifle her laughter. Then it hit Seth that she had a name.
"Athena? You're Grecian?" he asked. Her smiling face changed to the exact opposite in the blink of an eye.
"I'm no more Grecian than you." She snapped.
"Although knowing who his mother was, he might just be" a woman whispered. both Seth and Athena glared at her.
"Don't you dare insult Safiya or I'll be personally delivering you to Osiris...or better yet, Yami and his bed! Go me?!" Athena hissed. The girl's face twisted in fear and Seth smirked.
"I would expect just this from demons..." he murmured. This time the glares were surrounding Seth. Each pair of eyes, and the gaunt face they belonged to, stared maliciously down at him. But then the man who'd spoke grabbed Seth's wrist and looked at his finely manicured nails.
"Look at this...I'll bet neither of you ladies have nails as nice as these." He chuckled and the others laughed the tension breaking.
"watch over him for a bit while I wash up, will you?" Athena asked. they nodded and she walked off into the brush. The others looked at Seth and smirked evilly, a plan forming in their minds
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Hotaru: *chuckles* and I'll pause at this...so that you may all pick your jaws off the ground and scream "what the fuck?!!!" *laughs* anyways I'll see ya'll at the third chapter although I doubt I'll get it up before tomorrow...sorry. Ttyl!!
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The night gave way to the day and gazed down at the pair. Both were nestled in the small ditch between sand dunes with a camp fire providing shelter from the darkness. Seth awoke to find his captor sitting in the sand with a scorpion crawling along her leg.
"You'd better not move" he warned. She looked up at him, barely acknowledging his presence. Seth wondered silently about the sudden change in her attitude.
"This is no danger" she whispered finally as she picked the scorpion up from her leg and set it on the sand. Seth blinked, suddenly reminded of how he used to play like that as a child with his mother.
"Do you intend to keep me in this sand all day?" He asked
"No, I'm taking you to the caravan. My friends can watch over us while I teach you the difference between birthright and attitude. I hope you don't mind the company of demons, you shouldn't considering your blood." She replied honestly. He scowled at her.
"surely you aren't suggesting that I, heir to the throne of all Egypt, associate with demons!" She got up and hit him in the back of the head. Not painfully hard but enough to let him know he was being rebuked. He put a hand over the pain and glared at her
"Never think you're too good. Crowned you may be, but you are still mortal. And as much as you'd like to deny it, you ARE of demon decent!" she said in a cold voice.
"How did you know that?! Who are you?!" He demanded. She didn't answer, instead turning her back to him and taking up her sword. He stood angrily and her shoulder, turning her to face him. "HOW?!"
"I am...a friend to your family. Your TRUE family. My sister was there when your mother was captured. I know all about you." She whispered, refusing to make eye contact. Seth put a strong hand under her chin and made her look him in the eyes.
"Where is you sister?" he asked. She jerked her head away and turned.
"Come on, we must go now or we won't make it by sunset."
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Yami was sitting in this throne, scowling in anger and lashing out at anyone who so much as walked past. The news of Seth's kidnapping hadn't hit Yami well. He'd worked hard to make Seth into another Yami and now the Crown Prince was missing! Yami couldn't care less how beat up Seth was, just so long as he came back alive. It looked bad if he didn't. Yami's men were scouring the desert for the prince and Yami was beginning to wonder just how hard it would be to find him when a youth stepped into his presence. The boy was as tall as Yami himself, and dressed in royal robes with a small crown on that rested amongst his red-blonde-black hair. His skin was pale, showing he'd never really left the palace. Yami looked up at the boy and sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"What is it, Horus?" the pharaoh asked tiredly. The boy frowned slightly at the king's fatigue.
"You should stop worrying about that worthless prince...you have me." The boy replied.
"I've told you this over a thousand times, it is pointless! You are the second prince! Seth is the eldest and so he's the first in line!" Yami said.
"BUT HE ISN'T YOUR SON!!! I AM!!!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Yami barked, scaring some of the servants who were doing various things around the two. Horus fell silent, looking down at the floor, glaring like it had hit him. Or at least he was with his right eye. His left eye was useless to him now. A few years back he and Seth had gotten into a serious fight and Seth had taken a scalding hot rod to his left eye. So now Horus could only use his right eye. Yami growled at him, still seething. "As far as ANYONE else knows he is my son, and so he shall remain! You on the other hand can be removed."
"No father!" Horus hissed, his eye widening in fear.
"Then you had better keep hold of your tongue. I had better not find out that you had anything to do with this, Horus."
"I did not, father, nor would I ever considering that I still have one eye for you to gouge out." Horus muttered.
"Good boy...now go join the others in the search." Yami ordered.
"Pfft! As if! I'll be in my room if you want me, father. I've lived with Seth my whole life and I'd just as soon die than see him return safely. But I haven't done this." With that Horus walked away, Yami scowling as he did so.
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the Caravan was little more than a small herd of horses, a group of four people, and a hell of a lot of weapons situated in an oasis. As the girl and Seth walked up the four people stood, turning their backs to the warm and inviting bon fire and into the on coming night.
"Athena, who's the pretty little wench?" the tallest one asked. His dark eyes were obscured by his jet black hair that fell to his waist and his muscular body was heavily tanned. Seth glared at him, trying to decipher if he was insulting him or just plain stupid. Judging by the way Athena and the others laughed he figured it was the first.
"Now be nice, this is the Crown Prince after all." Athena replied, failing to stifle her laughter. Then it hit Seth that she had a name.
"Athena? You're Grecian?" he asked. Her smiling face changed to the exact opposite in the blink of an eye.
"I'm no more Grecian than you." She snapped.
"Although knowing who his mother was, he might just be" a woman whispered. both Seth and Athena glared at her.
"Don't you dare insult Safiya or I'll be personally delivering you to Osiris...or better yet, Yami and his bed! Go me?!" Athena hissed. The girl's face twisted in fear and Seth smirked.
"I would expect just this from demons..." he murmured. This time the glares were surrounding Seth. Each pair of eyes, and the gaunt face they belonged to, stared maliciously down at him. But then the man who'd spoke grabbed Seth's wrist and looked at his finely manicured nails.
"Look at this...I'll bet neither of you ladies have nails as nice as these." He chuckled and the others laughed the tension breaking.
"watch over him for a bit while I wash up, will you?" Athena asked. they nodded and she walked off into the brush. The others looked at Seth and smirked evilly, a plan forming in their minds
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Hotaru: *chuckles* and I'll pause at this...so that you may all pick your jaws off the ground and scream "what the fuck?!!!" *laughs* anyways I'll see ya'll at the third chapter although I doubt I'll get it up before tomorrow...sorry. Ttyl!!