Disclaimer-read the damn first chapter, I'm not writing it again.
*Also* the fic is now pg-13, it's not completely deserving yet but I'm pushing it here so it had to go up. Also because I know what happens later and it's definitely not PG…
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Bakura looked around Kinta's soul room. The room was stone and hieroglyphics covered the walls, in the center stood a pillar holding a torch. One torch was on each wall and two flanked the door. In one corner the was a shrine, a lion statue in the middle of it. Then there was a table off to the right of the door; it was covered with books and scrolls. Off to the left was a door; the rest of the room was empty.
"Any ideas about me yet? Or maybe questions?"
"That." Bakura pointed to the shrine.
"Shrine to my goddess, I was a priestess in Egypt."
"A priestess?" Bakura looked a little confused, "shouldn't you be helping Yami, not me?"
"Don't say his name." Kinta replied sharply, her eyes blazing. Bakura was taken aback at her tone.
"Why do you hate him?"
"In due course I'll tell you, but first a little background on you, who are you?"
"I think you need to explain yourself first, what you've said doesn't make sense, you hate Yami, yet were a priestess for him, your item, -unknown; why should I trust you?"
"Because I might kill you if you don't tell me what I want." She said facing the wall as if intrigued by something.
He walked up behind her and whispered menacingly in her ear. "I would kill you first."
She whipped around in an instant and Bakura found himself pressed against the wall a dagger pressing into his throat, almost drawing blood but not quite. She held is arms around the wrists with her other hand, he couldn't move; she was pressed against him pinning his body into place.
"I'd like to refute that theory." She hissed.
For the first time in ages Bakura felt a spasm of fear. She could kill him. No one had had that power over him, ever.
She pulled away, "That was your warning."
Bakura held his throat and breathed heavily. "Fine bitch, I was a thief, tomb robber mostly, that's it."
"Have you killed before?"
"Yes."
"Good. So a professional thief, wonderful, we can get started fast then."
"You going to tell me anything?" he asked bitterly.
"Gladly, yes I was a priestess, for the goddess of war; Sekhmet." She motioned to the shrine in the corner. "I worked in the temple in the main city, I was head priestess and sat on the council of priests, a rare thing for a woman. I found the millennium band in a chamber of my temple. No idea how it got there or it's making. I learned how to harness its powers and use them how I wished. I can manipulate memories with it, delete them, change something, add new ones, or simply look though them. I assume you know about the Pharaoh's duel with his priest-Kaiba?
"I know."
"Well what you don't know is that he acted under the influence of another, me."
"You?!"
"Yes, me. I played with his memories and made him distrust the Pharaoh, with some persuasion from me and his altered memories. He challenged the pharaoh."
"You made Kaiba challenge him?!"
"Yes. I was the one to try to overthrow him, I. Was. The. One."
"But why?"
"Why not? He was trying to lock all the power away, to harness it, well you can't. He was afraid of what we would do with it, he's a controlling bastard that should never have ruled." Kinta was bitter, her tone icy.
"There's something else right, that's not just it, you have another reason to hate him."
She gave him a hollow look, sighed and answered him, "Yes, there is something else."
"Are you going to tell me?"
Kinta crossed to her shrine and put a hand on the lion statue, " maybe, but not yet. You don't need to know the rest, it's not important."
Bakura nodded, somewhat satisfied, she wasn't going to tell him, not yet. Pushing the matter would take away from the goal, collecting the items.
"So the items,"
"Yes we have to collect them, fast to, we can't give the bearers time to prepare, we have five items to collect and if we take more than two weeks to do it, we'll be caught."
/Five items. Actually four she doesn't know I have the eye, let's keep it that way/ Bakura thought.
".. The first item to get is the necklace; if we wait they can use it to see what really happened or when we're attacking them, that's our first target. Its Isis's what do you know about her?" Kinta demanded.
"How do you know about Isis?"
"Doesn't matter, what do you know?"
"She isn't in contact with anyone, except Kaiba. He'll be our way in."
"Not him."
"Why not?"
" He's connected to Egypt, inadvertently but still he is, he is apt to figure it out. Besides Isis will be watching him"
"So how do we find her?
"Your
ring idiot, use it to search for the necklace."
"Which one next?"
"Whichever ones easiest or the most threat to us being discovered, just a moment you haven't acquired any of them while you were here right or have you?" Kinta eyed him with suspicion.
"Of course not." Bakura lied, he felt in his pocket the eye, it would be his one advantage over her.
Kinta nodded.
"Right then, we have to go back before your light discovers you're gone."
"Alright."
"And Bakura?"
"What?"
Kinta reached into her jean pocket and withdrew the millenium eye. Bakura gasped and reached into his pocket, and pulled out, a metal ball, silver.
"Did you even notice? Of course not. Here." she tossed him the eye, " that was your warning, don't lie to me again."
Bakura was shocked; he hadn't felt her take it from him. Besides that how had she known he was lying? Had she used her band, yes, that must have been it.
"Yes, I did use my band Bakura, you can't lie to me, I refuse to be betrayed."
"You bitch! Stop intruding on my mind, or I'll tell them all, I'll warn him, you'll never get the items then." Bakura particularly screamed at her, she was severely pissing him off.
"Fine we'll have to trust each other, I won't look at your memories and you won't betray me, we have to work together to do this. Or neither one of us will benefit."
"Fine."
They left her soul room; when they saw the sky it was getting close to dawn, probably 4:30. They separated, Bakura going inside Kinta leaving to her apartment.
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/that bitch! That manipulative, mind reading bitch! She will defiantly be able to help get the items but what about once we have them, we both know that only one can rule so, does the other die or become the rulers slave?/
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/he on edge, good, he's not going to betray me til the end, and I can beat him to that../
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As dawn rose both sat thinking, they came to the same conclusion-in the end one of them must die. But first they had to get that far...
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Here endth the second chapter.
Hope you like.
Now Review! Or Kinta will kill you with her dagger…
