Chapter 2: Teishain, Nightkeeper
"What?" The entire room seemed to ask, even Mokuba.
"You heard me. I saw that card, or something like it." Seto said, his eyes studying his knuckles, which were white from gripping the table.
"But that's impossible!" Mokuba protested.
Seto turned to his brother. "But I saw it, Mokuba. She was riding somewhere..."
"She?" Joey asked. "I thought knights were guys."
"Not all," Seto answered gravely. "She is known as silver because she is so black, but her shining clothing make her appear silver. She doesn't wear armor, and only has a sword. Her horse has no saddle, no bridle. Only a headpiece with a sharp horn on it for spearing its enemies."
"But where did you see her?" Yugi asked.
"In a dream."
"Oh, come on! You expect us to believe that this thing exists just because you saw it in a dream? No way. I say you've gone crazy." Joey said, putting his hands up to accentuate his point.
"My brother is not crazy!" Mokuba growled angrily, turning to Joey.
Seto released the table and walked toward the door, opening it slowly. He turned his head to look at his brother, "Come on, Mokuba. We've heard what we need to know here."
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Her magic is hard to use in daylight. The bright energies sap her power. But she tried. She kept him seeing her face around every corner. She kept working to make him find her. He had to.
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For a moment, Seto was sure that Joey Wheeler was right; he was crazy. Every corner he turned, he saw that beautiful, ghostly face. Teishain. He walked faster, determined to get back to his mansion as fast as possible.
"Wait up, Seto!" Mokuba cried, running to keep up.
Seto slowed instantly. He did not want to lose his brother here, not anywhere. He did not speak, however, for fear of what he might reveal, or who might be listening. And, for some strange reason, he had the peculiar feeling that someone was following him closer than any mortal could. It was as if the eyes watching him that he couldn't see saw straight into his soul. It shook him so deeply he neglected to notice what was happening around him, and soon later, he stumbled right into a pale, moon-skinned woman.
"Sorry." He muttered as he stood and, grudgingly, held his hand out to help the woman up. When she stood to her full height, Seto was taken aback. "You!" He cried, and then rephrased, "Who are you?"
The girl smiled, her teeth a glistening white, but it was a vicious sort of smile, despite the courtesy it was being used. "Teishain Nightkeeper, you must be Seto Kaiba."
"What?" The entire room seemed to ask, even Mokuba.
"You heard me. I saw that card, or something like it." Seto said, his eyes studying his knuckles, which were white from gripping the table.
"But that's impossible!" Mokuba protested.
Seto turned to his brother. "But I saw it, Mokuba. She was riding somewhere..."
"She?" Joey asked. "I thought knights were guys."
"Not all," Seto answered gravely. "She is known as silver because she is so black, but her shining clothing make her appear silver. She doesn't wear armor, and only has a sword. Her horse has no saddle, no bridle. Only a headpiece with a sharp horn on it for spearing its enemies."
"But where did you see her?" Yugi asked.
"In a dream."
"Oh, come on! You expect us to believe that this thing exists just because you saw it in a dream? No way. I say you've gone crazy." Joey said, putting his hands up to accentuate his point.
"My brother is not crazy!" Mokuba growled angrily, turning to Joey.
Seto released the table and walked toward the door, opening it slowly. He turned his head to look at his brother, "Come on, Mokuba. We've heard what we need to know here."
***
Her magic is hard to use in daylight. The bright energies sap her power. But she tried. She kept him seeing her face around every corner. She kept working to make him find her. He had to.
***
For a moment, Seto was sure that Joey Wheeler was right; he was crazy. Every corner he turned, he saw that beautiful, ghostly face. Teishain. He walked faster, determined to get back to his mansion as fast as possible.
"Wait up, Seto!" Mokuba cried, running to keep up.
Seto slowed instantly. He did not want to lose his brother here, not anywhere. He did not speak, however, for fear of what he might reveal, or who might be listening. And, for some strange reason, he had the peculiar feeling that someone was following him closer than any mortal could. It was as if the eyes watching him that he couldn't see saw straight into his soul. It shook him so deeply he neglected to notice what was happening around him, and soon later, he stumbled right into a pale, moon-skinned woman.
"Sorry." He muttered as he stood and, grudgingly, held his hand out to help the woman up. When she stood to her full height, Seto was taken aback. "You!" He cried, and then rephrased, "Who are you?"
The girl smiled, her teeth a glistening white, but it was a vicious sort of smile, despite the courtesy it was being used. "Teishain Nightkeeper, you must be Seto Kaiba."