Chapter 3: An Angel's Haven
A.N. You guys like it? Wow. I had no idea this was actually GOOD. It was just a little something I was working on in my spare time... I had no idea. I'll try to update this more; but I have to be the right mood to write it (or it comes out pretty badly). I'm actually in a good mood right now, because I found out recently that Kazuki Takashahi is working on a season 4 of Yu-Gi-Oh!, and it deals with Yami Bakura's return! *Does a victory dance* I can't wait to see it, even though we're just starting season 3 in the US...
Disclaimer: Ugh, why do I even bother with this crud? I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH!!!!!!! Everyone knows that already!!!!!! Gah!!!!!!!
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It had been three days since I left the palace. I was COLD, I was HUNGRY, and just about everyone in town shunned me. So, life pretty much stunk.
At first, it had been fun - no one seemed to notice me much in the hustle of the market. I watched the people trading their goods with interest; I had never seen how the economy worked firsthand.
After awhile, though, it got pretty dull. You can only endure talk about corn for so long; it got pretty old real fast. Besides, I would need a job and a place to stay - I couldn't live on the streets for the
rest of my life! I knew I looked a little... scary, but I knew how to read and write, unlike most people. My penmanship wasn't perfect - I was only five years old - though I had definite potential. Besides, bad handwriting was better than no handwriting, I reasoned.
After two full days of searching (with no food!), I dubbed myself the most rejected person in all of Egypt. No one would even interview me, much less hire me. Get used to rejection. I told myself. Maybe the theif-man was wrong... maybe I am a demon, after all...
Trying not to dwell on such thoughts, I pulled my ten-sided-dice from my pocket. They had been the only things I had taken with me, aside from a golden coin - in my haste to get away from my little brother's wrath, I hadn't had time to pack much. In actuality, I wasn't that rich, anyway... Yuugiou got most of the wealth, because he was to be the future pharaoh.
I smiled to myself. I was sitting at the entrance to Thoth's temple; ironic that I should play dice, like he did in the legends... I recited the old stories of the gods silently to myself. I knew them by heart.
I rolled the dice with my left hand, and searched my clothing with my right. Upon finding it, I pulled the golden coin from my pocket. It wasn't worth much at all - not nearly enough for a meal - but maybe, maybe I could get my dice polished...
0, 0. I couldn't remember ever rolling that number before, though I must have rolled the dice a few thousand times by now...
A shadow fell across me, interrupting my thoughts. It's probably one of the priests, asking me to leave... I thought to myself. I'll bet I'm scaring off all of those who came to do worship...
I couldn't have been more wrong. A girl, maybe twice my age, stood in front of me. She wore a veil over her smooth, jet-black hair; her sapphire-blue eyes that shimmered like the Nile. Her rich tan contrasted deeply with her plain, but elegant dress. Where did
you get those dice? she asked.
No hello, no nothing. Well, it was good to be straightforward; beating around the bush just wasted both people's time. A man gave them to me, a few years ago... I answered. It was a gift, for helping
him...
The man you speak of is now dead, no? she asked. I looked up, startled. Dead up here, I mean. she amended, pointing to her head.
I looked down. I whispered. My... I mean, Yuugiou crushed his mind just a few days ago...
The girl smiled. I know Yuugiou's your brother. Don't be afraid. I looked at her in alarm. Who was this girl? I also know exactly whose dice those are. They belonged to my father...
I could tell she was trying hard not to cry. I'm sorry... I... I tried to save him... I mumbled, trying to comfort her.
She nodded her head, suddenly indifferent once again. I know. My mother's necklace... told me what happened, she said, showing me the golden item in question. It didn't have any stones, but the Eye of
Horus was engraved on it. She continued, But by the time I found out, it was too late... I couldn't change it. However... I can change one thing.
Our eyes met. I can save you, Angel.
I was speechless. Someone actually cared? About ME? After a moment, I stuttered, S-save me? From... from what?
The girl shrugged. Death. You'll die of hunger, if you stay here.
I nodded my head, unable to say much of anything. Words didn't seem very appropriate... I couldn't come up with any to fit my currant situation. A faraway look appeared in her eyes. Father would have wanted it... so come. I'll take you to my home, Angel.
I put my dice back in my pocket, and stood up. As we walked away from the temple of Thoth, she looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. My name is Isis, by the way...
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My new house wasn't very large, but it was well-kept. Isis showed me around. We only have three bedrooms. she warned. Father occupies one - I don't think he'll be coming out too soon - I sleep in the
second one, and my brother resides in the third. I hope you don't mind sharing a room with him; he's only a couple of years older than you.
I didn't mind at all. I became fast friends with her brother, Mariku. He didn't hold his father's misfortune against me (although I myself felt a great amount of guilt), though he was more than angry at my brother. Yuugiou will pay for what he did! he told me constantly. If Isis wasn't such a good cook, we'd starve to death for sure. I'm only eight, but I have to take over for father because he's insane now.
Ironic, isn't it? I must guard the very tombs, the very fathers of the one I seek revenge on!
Living was pleasant, more or less. Most of the time, I'd help Isis with the household chores or study; while the teachers wouldn't let me go to school (they too believed me to be a demon), Isis taught me at home. Though I knew it was necessary, I found much of the work to be tedious and boring.
My years passed far from idle, however. In every spare moment we could find, Mariku and I discussed our plans... plans to beat Yuugiou at his own game. I looked up at the palace, shimmering in the fading rays of sunlight, and smiled. Soon, my brother's downfall would be at hand.
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Yeah, it's short... but I'll be updating soon (like in the next week or so ^_^)!
Oh yeah! Mariku is how you actually spell Malik's name. But Malik is how you pronounce Mariku, so everyone just calls him Malik. I'm calling him Mariku because that's how you write it. I think. ^_^
Oh yeah! (Again.) I don't know that much about it, but in season 1, Yami Bakura plays a TRPG (Tabletop Role-Playing Game) named Monster World. The game involves rolling 10-sided dice to determine attack and damage and such. This is my version on where Yami Bakura's Mind Dice (his set of special 10-sided dice that carry the souls of all of the peeps he's beaten in Monster World, from my understanding) came from. There's more info on it in Anzu's Yami, my other fic (yes, I only have two fics... I've only been here for a couple of months, if that...). Please read it! (Great, now I'm becoming a self-advertiser... -_-)
Anyway, please R&R! Your reviews mean a lot to me! Thanks! ^_^