Angel and Stealth
Chapter 3: Looking for Answers
Disclaimer: check first chapter...
AN: sorry about not much romance yet. I have to develop the plot before stuff can happen. ^_~
Upon arriving at the airport, Seto and Seraphim got their bags and quickly walked over to the rent-a-car. Seraphim picked a midnight blue Mercedes Benz. Taking the keys, she and Seto walked to the car with their bags. Seto was about to take the keys from Seraphim when she slid into the driver's seat.
"What?" asked Seraphim when Seto looked at her.
"Nothing, just...I was going to drive," he said nonchalantly.
"You got to drive last time," Seraphim pointed out as she turned on the ignition and reversed out of the parking stall.
Seto pulled out his laptop and began a web search for "Talismans" + "Maximillion Pegasus." After about five minutes, Seto began to read aloud for Seraphim's benefit.
"'The talismans of the elements, currently in the possession of Maximillion Pegasus, are said to have mystical power which enable the user to command different aspects of the world. Each talisman has a symbol of the sun resting in the center of a lotus blossom. Surrounding the blossom is the element that the talisman commands. There are seven talismans. Fire, water, wind, earth, light, dark, and perhaps the most mysterious: soul. Each of the first six talismans will allow the bearer to change that element at a moment's notice. The soul talisman's purpose has not yet been identified.' It goes on to show pictures of each of the different talismans," said Seto.
"So what are you saying?" asked Seraphim.
"I don't know, but this is all I could find so far on those things."
Seraphim nodded. "Keep looking until we get to the hotel. It should be about twenty minutes," she added.
"Okay," Seto turned back to the laptop and tried another web search on a different server.
"Find anything?" asked Seraphim as she neared the hotel entrance.
"Not ye...oh wait, here's something," Seto said. "It's a spell...I think."
Seraphim glanced at the computer screen. "What kind?"
"I don't know, I can decode it if you want. I think it's Egyptian," Seto replied.
Seraphim looked closer. "No. It isn't. Try um...Arabic. Or one of those made-up languages," she suggested.
"How do you know?"
"Back when I was still a good girl, I took a class on Egyptian hieroglyphics, those are not it," she stated clearly.
Seto nodded and did a cross search for translations, Arabic, and made- up languages. "Aha, found it," he said after a bit. "It was Arabic. It's some sort of directions for that ritual Pegasus was talking about."
"What does it say?" asked Seraphim. "Oh, we're almost there."
"It says...you must have all these weird artifacts with this weird room...and you have to have the sacrifices...two of them...that explains the you and me part...they have to be 'pure'...you dress them in these clothes...it has a description...then you sedate them and put them on this altar..." Seto checked the notes again. "And then...you have to...chant the spell."
"What is the spell?" asked Seraphim.
"It says... 'From the shadows may the light appear...' then... 'and thunder shall rain from the heavens'... 'it is now that the chosen ones arise'... 'take their purity and grant me'... 'that which was lost to the ages' ... 'let their blood run crimson in the sand'... 'on the eve of the defeat'...'the loss of the angels'... 'in the place old as time'...'let the writhe in pain'...then there's this work the computer can't translate. It's...namir...elen...uriel...hm, namirelenuriel. Then the last line 'trapped in the pits of hell.' What do you suppose that means?" asked Seto curiously.
"I dunno," Seraphim replied, calling the valet attendant. She unloaded her bags. "But we'll have to find out."
"Right," Seto answered, grabbing his bags and following her.
"Krystal Sokugawa and Jonathan Cortez," Seraphim told the front desk attendant.
"Right, here are your keys," the man answered, handing them both the plastic-scanned cards. "Room 1245."
Seraphim nodded curtly at the desk clerk and followed Seto who had already begun the walk to the elevators.
After waiting a while for the elevators, Seraphim stepped in, Seto following, and pressed the button marked "12." The elevator ride was completed in silence.
When they reached the room, Seto slid the plastic card through the slot and waited for the little green light to flash on. He opened the door and Seraphim followed him in, making sure the "do not disturb" sign was well in place. Setting their bags down, Seraphim took a seat on the bed, Indian style. Seto, on the other hand, sat in the cozy armchair near the desk offered by the hotel.
"What languages do you know?" asked Seto, contemplating the strange word from earlier.
Seraphim thought for a moment. "Italian, Chinese...um, that one is Mandarin and Cantonese, Japanese, English, Arabic, three native American languages, two African languages, I forget which ones for those, um...Taiwanese, Irish...Dutch, Spanish...French...there was a couple more I can't remember," she finished. "What about you?"
"Pretty much the same but I can't speak Cantonese, native American, and African. I do, however, know Portuguese, Russian, Italian, Polish, and a couple tropical languages. Like Tahitian and Hawaiian," Seto replied.
"Do you know of anything that has words that sound even remotely like that weird one?" asked Seraphim.
"No, not really," Seto sighed.
Seraphim stared at the word she had written on the piece of paper. "Damn, me neither."
'Well, try it backwards," Seto suggested.
Seraphim re-wrote the word. "Leirunelerimar," she said.
"Well?"
"No, still nothing," she replied, frustrated.
"Let's try looking it up on the Internet, maybe it's some weird cult," Seraphim suggested.
Seto nodded his head as they both got out their laptops and began the ominous search. Each got more and more frustrated as each search ended up in vain. All the screens blinked "item not found." Finally, Seraphim turned off her laptop and threw it on the bed in disgust.
Seto looked at her and shook his head. He continued searching.
A few hours later, he looked at her again. She was fast asleep. In the beginning, she still had the facade of an experienced assassin, they both did. But now...now they were just normal people trying to figure out why the hell this psychopath wanted to kill them.
Finally, something flashed on the screen...something different. It was a website...about made-up languages. A dictionary of sorts popped up on the screen. "Namir elen uriel- the beautiful twilight souls." He was about to shake Seraphim awake...but decided against it. It could wait until morning.
He looked over the new translated version of the ritual chant. But he could find nothing related to where they would be or how the ritual would happen other than their blood was supposed to be spilled on some sand.
"From the shadow may the light appear,
And thunder shall rain from the heavens,
It is now that the chosen ones arise,
Take their purity and grant me,
That which was lost to the ages,
Let their blood run crimson in the sand,
On the eve of the defeat,
The loss of the angels,
In the place as old as time,
Let them writhe in pain,
The beautiful twilight souls,
Trapped in the pits of hell."
Seto sighed and ran a finger through his hair. He would try again tomorrow. Right now, he looked at the clock, it was four in the morning and he was damn tired. Stumbling to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth and got into bed. Turning off the light, he hoped to whatever higher power was out there he didn't have to get up early tomorrow.
Light yellow rays peeked through the curtains as the sun came up. Seraphim's eyes fluttered open. Her first thought was "I'm going to be late for work!" Her second thought was "Oh shit I fell asleep while we were working!" She hurriedly grabbed a laptop and began working. During her search, she saw a piece of paper with something scribbled on it. It was the translation of the rest of the ritual chant. She smiled. Seto.
Continuing and working with her new piece of information, she soon found a site that was dedicated to this queer ritual of power.
She read to herself, "This ritual of power was once used with pure souls in the ancient history of man. The sparsely known people of the lost continent Atlantis used their power for evil, and so they sank into the sea. Many other 'lost civilizations' claimed to somehow use this incredible power and all disappeared. It is said that any who completes the ritual shall have inexhaustible power, but will also suffer a terrible fate. One day, the legends say, the 'chosen ones' will rise to defeat the evil reincarnate which performs the rituals."
Seto stirred, "Wha?"
"Nothing, I just saw your translation and did a new search. Apparently...well, come look at this." Seraphim scooted over so Seto could sit next to her and read.
"So?"
"Well, what do you think?" asked Seraphim.
"I think it's a load of bullshit," Seto replied seriously.
Seraphim scowled at him. "Well obviously, but what do you think a deranged madman would think of it?"
Seto thought for a moment. "I see your point."
"If we can figure out where and when this 'ritual' is supposed to take place we one, get rid of the evil entity that is bent upon killing us, and two, get rich off those stupid talismans," Seraphim smiled.
Seto nodded. "Well, I guess we'd better get started," he got up and began looking through the files on his laptop.
"Whatcha looking for?" asked Seraphim, walking over and looking over his shoulder.
"Some files that can get us the shitload of stuff we're gonna need," he replied.
Seraphim smirked. "Takes you that long?" she asked, sitting down in front of her own laptop again.
Seto, wisely, did not reply.
"I'll race ya," Seraphim grinned.
Seto looked up at her, the tiniest hint of a smile on his face. "I'm game if you are."
"Right," Seraphim began typing speedily away on her laptop while Seto did the same on his.
After a few silent moments, Seto raised his hands in triumph. "GOT IT!" he shouted.
Seraphim, grumbling, crawled over to look at his computer screen. "What did you find?" she asked expectantly.
"Website, can get everything we'll need for anything we want here in les than twenty-four hours or it's free," Seto stated simply.
Seraphim nodded. "Well, since that's taken care of, how are we gonna find the psycho?"
Seto thought for a moment. "Yellow pages?" he asked.
"Be reasonable," Seraphim groaned, rolling over on the bed.
"Well, we could always ask around," Seto stated.
"Like at bars and stuff?"
"Yeah."
"Okay," Seraphim looked at the clock, it was ten. "We'd better get going," she sighed, getting up.
"You take the bathroom first," Seto called, still typing away on his computer.
He sighed as he heard the bathroom door close. She was a weird one all right. Cold as ice and hot as fire all at the same time. He smirked; he'd get to know her sooner or later.
In the bathroom, Seraphim changed into a black halter-top sprinkled with glitter and dark blue hip-hugger jeans. Rolling some lip-gloss on, she brushed her hair and sauntered out the door.
"Your turn," she sang sweetly. She could hear Seto muttering to himself about girls and their 'moods'. She giggled. That was the best part about the job, lots of alternate personalities to choose from!
Moments later, Seto emerged from the bathroom in his usual attire and grabbed the keys to the rented car. "Come on, are you ready?" he asked.
Seraphim grabbed her jacket and purse. "Yeah. You driving?"
Seto shrugged, "I guess."
When they got to the car, Seraphim tapped Seto on the shoulder. "Question. Are we going in there separately or as a couple?" she asked.
Seto subdued a look of surprise and shrugged. "Um...I dunno."
Seraphim sighed, "Well, let's figure out what kinda bar or whatever it is before we decide then."
Seto nodded and started the car.
After driving around Paris for about half an hour, they found a quaint little bar. "Shall we start here?" asked Seto.
"Sure," Seraphim looked around the entrance as they drove past. "What do you think? Couple or no couple?" she asked.
Seto looked as they drove by too. He noticed some men that looked...unwholesome. A protective streak a mile wide suddenly appeared in his conscience. "Couple," he said nonchalantly.
Seraphim started at this. Couple? Oh well, not like she cared. "Right, let's find a place to park."
They walked into the bar; Seto had slung his arm around Seraphim's dainty waist to give them the air of a "couple." Seraphim had protested slightly, she did not want to fall for him on the job. That would violate her "rule." "Never trust anyone who could hurt you." Her life's motto. Even caring for someone could be a potential weakness, easily seen by her enemies. No, she could not fall for this Seto Kaiba. She giggled to herself. Although he WAS rather...sexy.
Shaking her head, Seraphim followed Seto's guiding to a seat at the bar. A couple guys winked at her flirtatiously, she winked right back. Seto reprimanded her by pinching her, ever so slightly, on the waist.
"What'll it be?" asked the bartender, walking up to them.
Seraphim thought for a moment. "I'll have a..."
Seto stopped her, "We're just here looking around."
"Alright then, call me if you need anything," the bartender turned to talk to some of his other customers.
Seraphim glared at him.
"They could have it drugged," he whispered in defense.
"They could just be trying to make some honest money!" Seraphim whispered back in defense.
"I don't care, we came here to work, now let's get to it." With that, Seto wandered off to find people to question...with Seraphim trailing, disgruntled, behind him.
R&r. I think I'll want at least five reviews before posting the next chapter. Mayhaps if the reviews are long I'll post sooner. *grins* see ya next update! Cherryblossom: so I got your description (I think it's nice by the way) and I was thinking about titles when I wondered, Yami and this OC are gonna end up together or no? I was, for some reason, thinking that Yami B. and Yami M. would be the robbers (they just kinda fit the description ya know?) ahm, the "evil bad guy who wanted to kidnap the princess" well.I don't really know who that would be. Maybe Malik himself? I thought that the others would just kinda be there as Yami's friends/advisors (for example, Seto as high priest). Ahm.name and title.I did a websearch for female Egyptian names. I got: Isis (out, she's already a character), Amunet (goddess of mystery), Eshe (life) Femi or Ife (love), Mandisa (sweet), Meskhenet (destiny), Naunet (goddess of the ocean), Ramla (prophetess), Safiya (pure), Zahra (flower), Nefertari (the most beautiful), Hathor (goddess of love, beauty, happiness), Renpet (goddess of youth, springtime), Seshat (goddess of writing, science). I hope you can choose one! Title-wise.I don't have any ideas so far, so in your next review could you say which name you like and what title you want? Thanks!
Chapter 3: Looking for Answers
Disclaimer: check first chapter...
AN: sorry about not much romance yet. I have to develop the plot before stuff can happen. ^_~
Upon arriving at the airport, Seto and Seraphim got their bags and quickly walked over to the rent-a-car. Seraphim picked a midnight blue Mercedes Benz. Taking the keys, she and Seto walked to the car with their bags. Seto was about to take the keys from Seraphim when she slid into the driver's seat.
"What?" asked Seraphim when Seto looked at her.
"Nothing, just...I was going to drive," he said nonchalantly.
"You got to drive last time," Seraphim pointed out as she turned on the ignition and reversed out of the parking stall.
Seto pulled out his laptop and began a web search for "Talismans" + "Maximillion Pegasus." After about five minutes, Seto began to read aloud for Seraphim's benefit.
"'The talismans of the elements, currently in the possession of Maximillion Pegasus, are said to have mystical power which enable the user to command different aspects of the world. Each talisman has a symbol of the sun resting in the center of a lotus blossom. Surrounding the blossom is the element that the talisman commands. There are seven talismans. Fire, water, wind, earth, light, dark, and perhaps the most mysterious: soul. Each of the first six talismans will allow the bearer to change that element at a moment's notice. The soul talisman's purpose has not yet been identified.' It goes on to show pictures of each of the different talismans," said Seto.
"So what are you saying?" asked Seraphim.
"I don't know, but this is all I could find so far on those things."
Seraphim nodded. "Keep looking until we get to the hotel. It should be about twenty minutes," she added.
"Okay," Seto turned back to the laptop and tried another web search on a different server.
"Find anything?" asked Seraphim as she neared the hotel entrance.
"Not ye...oh wait, here's something," Seto said. "It's a spell...I think."
Seraphim glanced at the computer screen. "What kind?"
"I don't know, I can decode it if you want. I think it's Egyptian," Seto replied.
Seraphim looked closer. "No. It isn't. Try um...Arabic. Or one of those made-up languages," she suggested.
"How do you know?"
"Back when I was still a good girl, I took a class on Egyptian hieroglyphics, those are not it," she stated clearly.
Seto nodded and did a cross search for translations, Arabic, and made- up languages. "Aha, found it," he said after a bit. "It was Arabic. It's some sort of directions for that ritual Pegasus was talking about."
"What does it say?" asked Seraphim. "Oh, we're almost there."
"It says...you must have all these weird artifacts with this weird room...and you have to have the sacrifices...two of them...that explains the you and me part...they have to be 'pure'...you dress them in these clothes...it has a description...then you sedate them and put them on this altar..." Seto checked the notes again. "And then...you have to...chant the spell."
"What is the spell?" asked Seraphim.
"It says... 'From the shadows may the light appear...' then... 'and thunder shall rain from the heavens'... 'it is now that the chosen ones arise'... 'take their purity and grant me'... 'that which was lost to the ages' ... 'let their blood run crimson in the sand'... 'on the eve of the defeat'...'the loss of the angels'... 'in the place old as time'...'let the writhe in pain'...then there's this work the computer can't translate. It's...namir...elen...uriel...hm, namirelenuriel. Then the last line 'trapped in the pits of hell.' What do you suppose that means?" asked Seto curiously.
"I dunno," Seraphim replied, calling the valet attendant. She unloaded her bags. "But we'll have to find out."
"Right," Seto answered, grabbing his bags and following her.
"Krystal Sokugawa and Jonathan Cortez," Seraphim told the front desk attendant.
"Right, here are your keys," the man answered, handing them both the plastic-scanned cards. "Room 1245."
Seraphim nodded curtly at the desk clerk and followed Seto who had already begun the walk to the elevators.
After waiting a while for the elevators, Seraphim stepped in, Seto following, and pressed the button marked "12." The elevator ride was completed in silence.
When they reached the room, Seto slid the plastic card through the slot and waited for the little green light to flash on. He opened the door and Seraphim followed him in, making sure the "do not disturb" sign was well in place. Setting their bags down, Seraphim took a seat on the bed, Indian style. Seto, on the other hand, sat in the cozy armchair near the desk offered by the hotel.
"What languages do you know?" asked Seto, contemplating the strange word from earlier.
Seraphim thought for a moment. "Italian, Chinese...um, that one is Mandarin and Cantonese, Japanese, English, Arabic, three native American languages, two African languages, I forget which ones for those, um...Taiwanese, Irish...Dutch, Spanish...French...there was a couple more I can't remember," she finished. "What about you?"
"Pretty much the same but I can't speak Cantonese, native American, and African. I do, however, know Portuguese, Russian, Italian, Polish, and a couple tropical languages. Like Tahitian and Hawaiian," Seto replied.
"Do you know of anything that has words that sound even remotely like that weird one?" asked Seraphim.
"No, not really," Seto sighed.
Seraphim stared at the word she had written on the piece of paper. "Damn, me neither."
'Well, try it backwards," Seto suggested.
Seraphim re-wrote the word. "Leirunelerimar," she said.
"Well?"
"No, still nothing," she replied, frustrated.
"Let's try looking it up on the Internet, maybe it's some weird cult," Seraphim suggested.
Seto nodded his head as they both got out their laptops and began the ominous search. Each got more and more frustrated as each search ended up in vain. All the screens blinked "item not found." Finally, Seraphim turned off her laptop and threw it on the bed in disgust.
Seto looked at her and shook his head. He continued searching.
A few hours later, he looked at her again. She was fast asleep. In the beginning, she still had the facade of an experienced assassin, they both did. But now...now they were just normal people trying to figure out why the hell this psychopath wanted to kill them.
Finally, something flashed on the screen...something different. It was a website...about made-up languages. A dictionary of sorts popped up on the screen. "Namir elen uriel- the beautiful twilight souls." He was about to shake Seraphim awake...but decided against it. It could wait until morning.
He looked over the new translated version of the ritual chant. But he could find nothing related to where they would be or how the ritual would happen other than their blood was supposed to be spilled on some sand.
"From the shadow may the light appear,
And thunder shall rain from the heavens,
It is now that the chosen ones arise,
Take their purity and grant me,
That which was lost to the ages,
Let their blood run crimson in the sand,
On the eve of the defeat,
The loss of the angels,
In the place as old as time,
Let them writhe in pain,
The beautiful twilight souls,
Trapped in the pits of hell."
Seto sighed and ran a finger through his hair. He would try again tomorrow. Right now, he looked at the clock, it was four in the morning and he was damn tired. Stumbling to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth and got into bed. Turning off the light, he hoped to whatever higher power was out there he didn't have to get up early tomorrow.
Light yellow rays peeked through the curtains as the sun came up. Seraphim's eyes fluttered open. Her first thought was "I'm going to be late for work!" Her second thought was "Oh shit I fell asleep while we were working!" She hurriedly grabbed a laptop and began working. During her search, she saw a piece of paper with something scribbled on it. It was the translation of the rest of the ritual chant. She smiled. Seto.
Continuing and working with her new piece of information, she soon found a site that was dedicated to this queer ritual of power.
She read to herself, "This ritual of power was once used with pure souls in the ancient history of man. The sparsely known people of the lost continent Atlantis used their power for evil, and so they sank into the sea. Many other 'lost civilizations' claimed to somehow use this incredible power and all disappeared. It is said that any who completes the ritual shall have inexhaustible power, but will also suffer a terrible fate. One day, the legends say, the 'chosen ones' will rise to defeat the evil reincarnate which performs the rituals."
Seto stirred, "Wha?"
"Nothing, I just saw your translation and did a new search. Apparently...well, come look at this." Seraphim scooted over so Seto could sit next to her and read.
"So?"
"Well, what do you think?" asked Seraphim.
"I think it's a load of bullshit," Seto replied seriously.
Seraphim scowled at him. "Well obviously, but what do you think a deranged madman would think of it?"
Seto thought for a moment. "I see your point."
"If we can figure out where and when this 'ritual' is supposed to take place we one, get rid of the evil entity that is bent upon killing us, and two, get rich off those stupid talismans," Seraphim smiled.
Seto nodded. "Well, I guess we'd better get started," he got up and began looking through the files on his laptop.
"Whatcha looking for?" asked Seraphim, walking over and looking over his shoulder.
"Some files that can get us the shitload of stuff we're gonna need," he replied.
Seraphim smirked. "Takes you that long?" she asked, sitting down in front of her own laptop again.
Seto, wisely, did not reply.
"I'll race ya," Seraphim grinned.
Seto looked up at her, the tiniest hint of a smile on his face. "I'm game if you are."
"Right," Seraphim began typing speedily away on her laptop while Seto did the same on his.
After a few silent moments, Seto raised his hands in triumph. "GOT IT!" he shouted.
Seraphim, grumbling, crawled over to look at his computer screen. "What did you find?" she asked expectantly.
"Website, can get everything we'll need for anything we want here in les than twenty-four hours or it's free," Seto stated simply.
Seraphim nodded. "Well, since that's taken care of, how are we gonna find the psycho?"
Seto thought for a moment. "Yellow pages?" he asked.
"Be reasonable," Seraphim groaned, rolling over on the bed.
"Well, we could always ask around," Seto stated.
"Like at bars and stuff?"
"Yeah."
"Okay," Seraphim looked at the clock, it was ten. "We'd better get going," she sighed, getting up.
"You take the bathroom first," Seto called, still typing away on his computer.
He sighed as he heard the bathroom door close. She was a weird one all right. Cold as ice and hot as fire all at the same time. He smirked; he'd get to know her sooner or later.
In the bathroom, Seraphim changed into a black halter-top sprinkled with glitter and dark blue hip-hugger jeans. Rolling some lip-gloss on, she brushed her hair and sauntered out the door.
"Your turn," she sang sweetly. She could hear Seto muttering to himself about girls and their 'moods'. She giggled. That was the best part about the job, lots of alternate personalities to choose from!
Moments later, Seto emerged from the bathroom in his usual attire and grabbed the keys to the rented car. "Come on, are you ready?" he asked.
Seraphim grabbed her jacket and purse. "Yeah. You driving?"
Seto shrugged, "I guess."
When they got to the car, Seraphim tapped Seto on the shoulder. "Question. Are we going in there separately or as a couple?" she asked.
Seto subdued a look of surprise and shrugged. "Um...I dunno."
Seraphim sighed, "Well, let's figure out what kinda bar or whatever it is before we decide then."
Seto nodded and started the car.
After driving around Paris for about half an hour, they found a quaint little bar. "Shall we start here?" asked Seto.
"Sure," Seraphim looked around the entrance as they drove past. "What do you think? Couple or no couple?" she asked.
Seto looked as they drove by too. He noticed some men that looked...unwholesome. A protective streak a mile wide suddenly appeared in his conscience. "Couple," he said nonchalantly.
Seraphim started at this. Couple? Oh well, not like she cared. "Right, let's find a place to park."
They walked into the bar; Seto had slung his arm around Seraphim's dainty waist to give them the air of a "couple." Seraphim had protested slightly, she did not want to fall for him on the job. That would violate her "rule." "Never trust anyone who could hurt you." Her life's motto. Even caring for someone could be a potential weakness, easily seen by her enemies. No, she could not fall for this Seto Kaiba. She giggled to herself. Although he WAS rather...sexy.
Shaking her head, Seraphim followed Seto's guiding to a seat at the bar. A couple guys winked at her flirtatiously, she winked right back. Seto reprimanded her by pinching her, ever so slightly, on the waist.
"What'll it be?" asked the bartender, walking up to them.
Seraphim thought for a moment. "I'll have a..."
Seto stopped her, "We're just here looking around."
"Alright then, call me if you need anything," the bartender turned to talk to some of his other customers.
Seraphim glared at him.
"They could have it drugged," he whispered in defense.
"They could just be trying to make some honest money!" Seraphim whispered back in defense.
"I don't care, we came here to work, now let's get to it." With that, Seto wandered off to find people to question...with Seraphim trailing, disgruntled, behind him.
R&r. I think I'll want at least five reviews before posting the next chapter. Mayhaps if the reviews are long I'll post sooner. *grins* see ya next update! Cherryblossom: so I got your description (I think it's nice by the way) and I was thinking about titles when I wondered, Yami and this OC are gonna end up together or no? I was, for some reason, thinking that Yami B. and Yami M. would be the robbers (they just kinda fit the description ya know?) ahm, the "evil bad guy who wanted to kidnap the princess" well.I don't really know who that would be. Maybe Malik himself? I thought that the others would just kinda be there as Yami's friends/advisors (for example, Seto as high priest). Ahm.name and title.I did a websearch for female Egyptian names. I got: Isis (out, she's already a character), Amunet (goddess of mystery), Eshe (life) Femi or Ife (love), Mandisa (sweet), Meskhenet (destiny), Naunet (goddess of the ocean), Ramla (prophetess), Safiya (pure), Zahra (flower), Nefertari (the most beautiful), Hathor (goddess of love, beauty, happiness), Renpet (goddess of youth, springtime), Seshat (goddess of writing, science). I hope you can choose one! Title-wise.I don't have any ideas so far, so in your next review could you say which name you like and what title you want? Thanks!