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DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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The Dream:
Falling into a fitful sleep, Yami for the first time he could remember in many years began to dream.
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DREAM SEQUENCE
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At first everything was dark and misty. It was hard for Yami to make out any images. He trudged on through the darkness, intriged by the secrets it held. ^What is this place? And why do I dream now? Does it have anything to do with my aibou?^ As if to answer his questions, a magnificant giant door appeared before him. The door was plated gold and on it stood the images of ancient Egyptian hyroglyphics. Staring up in awe, the young pharoh had no time to read the inscriptions as the door slowly opened revealing a golden light from within. The light was extremly intense. Being forced to, Yami had to shield his eyes from the light. It burned his eyes with such agonizing pain. After what seemed like countless hours, his eyes finally adjusted to light. He slowly walked into the room, his heart pounding wildly against his chest.
Inside the room were two small children, a boy and a girl playing together laughing playfully. Yami walked towards the children. He could feel a sense of warmth and love coming from the girl. She had to of been at least six years old. She had a small round face, a pudgy nose, cherry red lips that when curved up showed off the dimples of her cheeks. Her eyes were large and beautiful. They were the color of a sunset before the sun disappeared from the worlds view. And her hair was long and black pulled up into pigtails. She bounced around the boy giggling as the boy watched her and smiled happily. "Excuse me," Yami finally spoke stepping towards the two children. The children however paid no heed to him as they continued to play. It was if he wasn't even there. "Brother," the girl finally spoke to the boy who sat across from her. "Will you make a promise to me?" The small boy looked at her and smiled. It was then that Yami noticed that he could not make out the features of the boy. He had kept in the shadows since his arrival. "And what promise will that be my dear sweet sister?" Yami watched as the girl blushed looking down at her feet. "Will you promise never to leave me?" "Why would I ever leave you?" The boy asked moving closer to his sister. Looking up, Yami noticed the tears in the child's eyes as she spoke. "Mommy said she would never leave!" "Mother had no choice," the boy spoke as he hugged his sister in comfort. "The gods believed it was her time to leave this world." "But she never said good-bye! I miss her so!" "I do to, but we can not dwell on the past. Instead let us look onto the future and as long as we keep the memories of our mother alive in her hearts, then she never has truly left us." The girl looked up and smiled warmly brushing the tears from her face. "Your going to become a great pharoh one day big brother." The boy only smiled as he hugged his sister gazing off into nothing.
Yami stood in the shadows watching the children in awe. It was something about them that seemed familiar to him. Was this apart of his past? Sighing heavily, Yami decided to venture out of the room to find what other secrets there were to unravel. As he opened the door and stepped out, he was suddenly engulfed in darkness. He felt as if he was falling into an abyss. A dark, deep hole with no end. Fear rose up into him as he fell. He tried to open his mouth to scream but no words would escape from his lips. Thoughts of the old wives of tale of people dying in their sleeps from dreaming of falling to their deaths flashed through his mind. Panic began to slowly take over him as he searched for anything to grab onto. ^NO!^ Yami yelled into his mind. ^I can not give in!^ Willing himself, Yami forced himself to remain perfectly calm. Closing his eyes, he let himself fall into a small trance. He could feel his body gradually slow down from the fall, then suddenly come to a complete stop. He opened his eyes slowly unsure of what was to be seen before him. He gasped as he found himself yet again in the same room that he had left. Soon, though he realized that this room was different then the other. The first room that he was in gave off a warm feeling that shone with elaborate colors. This room, however was dark and domented. It sent a chill down Yami's spine. Broken toys were scattered everywhere. He cautiously stepped over the toys walking towards the only sense of light in the room. A golden light was shining down upon a bed where the same girl, who now had aged to the age of twelve, layed with her arms across her chest, her eyes closed. The boy was kneeling by her side crying softly. "You can not leave me Jezabell! We promised each other to always remain together! Do you not remember that day?!?" Suddenly, three tall figures appeared by the young boy's side. One layed a hand on his shoulder. "Sir it is time." The boy looked up, glaring. "I will not leave my sister's side! Not until she is well." "You have a duty to the people of Egypt! I am sorry young master, but there is no hope that your sister will be recovering anytime soon. Her spirit is slowly failing. I am sorry but we were too late to save her." The boy cried harder. "Why am I being punished? What have I done wrong?" "You have done nothing wrong young pharoh. It was just her time. Now let us go." The young boy, or pharoh as he was called slowly stood up and walked away from his sister's death bed. At the doorway, the boy turned to take one last look at his sister laying peacefully in her bed. Yami gasped as for the first time, he could make out the image of the small boy. It was the child image of himself! A single tear rolled down his face as Yami watched the child version of himself leave the room. "Don't go." He called out soflty as the door slowly closed. Being brought to his knees, Yami stared in desperation. "If only we had known. We could have been able to save her in time, and save the pharoh this heart-ache." Yami looked up quickly to notice that two of the three figures still remained hovering over her bed. "It still would have been hopeless." The other remarked gazing at the small child. "The cure for Alyzciptic is extremly hard to find." "We should have told the pharoh what we had known of his sister's illness and that there was a cure." "And have the pharoh's hopes strung high then come crashing down when he realized that the cure could not be found in time? No. It is best that he never knows. That way he can go on with his life with out blaming himself for his sister's death." "Perhaps you are right. Let us leave and attend to our duties." The two figures finally left leaving only Yami and Jezabell. Yami slowly walked over to her bedside and stared down at her lifeless body. "Is this the same fate that awaits my aibou? Is it too late to save him? What is the cure? Can no one answer my questions?!!!
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END DREAM SEQUENCE
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Yami woke up startled in a cold sweat. It took him a few moments to realize where he was. Sitting up in the bed, he stared off into space re-collecting the events of his dream. The words Alyzciptic echoed through his mind. Getting up, he walked over to the computer that stood off in the corner of Yugi's bedroom. Sitting down, Yami logged onto the internet and began to search for information on Alyzciptic. After many hours, he finally found the information that he needed. It was a disease that devastaed many lives during his time. He was certain this was what was wrong with Yugi. His heart leapt as hope filled him. "I'll save you Yugi. As I promised to." Yami continued through out the night to search for more answers.
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Kanatasha: Next chapter coming soon! Kaiba makes his appearance!
Yami: Kaiba! Why him!?! *growls.*
Kanatasha: You'll find out in the next chapter.
Yami: *growls.*
Yugi: *smiles.* Please REVIEW!
DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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The Dream:
Falling into a fitful sleep, Yami for the first time he could remember in many years began to dream.
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DREAM SEQUENCE
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At first everything was dark and misty. It was hard for Yami to make out any images. He trudged on through the darkness, intriged by the secrets it held. ^What is this place? And why do I dream now? Does it have anything to do with my aibou?^ As if to answer his questions, a magnificant giant door appeared before him. The door was plated gold and on it stood the images of ancient Egyptian hyroglyphics. Staring up in awe, the young pharoh had no time to read the inscriptions as the door slowly opened revealing a golden light from within. The light was extremly intense. Being forced to, Yami had to shield his eyes from the light. It burned his eyes with such agonizing pain. After what seemed like countless hours, his eyes finally adjusted to light. He slowly walked into the room, his heart pounding wildly against his chest.
Inside the room were two small children, a boy and a girl playing together laughing playfully. Yami walked towards the children. He could feel a sense of warmth and love coming from the girl. She had to of been at least six years old. She had a small round face, a pudgy nose, cherry red lips that when curved up showed off the dimples of her cheeks. Her eyes were large and beautiful. They were the color of a sunset before the sun disappeared from the worlds view. And her hair was long and black pulled up into pigtails. She bounced around the boy giggling as the boy watched her and smiled happily. "Excuse me," Yami finally spoke stepping towards the two children. The children however paid no heed to him as they continued to play. It was if he wasn't even there. "Brother," the girl finally spoke to the boy who sat across from her. "Will you make a promise to me?" The small boy looked at her and smiled. It was then that Yami noticed that he could not make out the features of the boy. He had kept in the shadows since his arrival. "And what promise will that be my dear sweet sister?" Yami watched as the girl blushed looking down at her feet. "Will you promise never to leave me?" "Why would I ever leave you?" The boy asked moving closer to his sister. Looking up, Yami noticed the tears in the child's eyes as she spoke. "Mommy said she would never leave!" "Mother had no choice," the boy spoke as he hugged his sister in comfort. "The gods believed it was her time to leave this world." "But she never said good-bye! I miss her so!" "I do to, but we can not dwell on the past. Instead let us look onto the future and as long as we keep the memories of our mother alive in her hearts, then she never has truly left us." The girl looked up and smiled warmly brushing the tears from her face. "Your going to become a great pharoh one day big brother." The boy only smiled as he hugged his sister gazing off into nothing.
Yami stood in the shadows watching the children in awe. It was something about them that seemed familiar to him. Was this apart of his past? Sighing heavily, Yami decided to venture out of the room to find what other secrets there were to unravel. As he opened the door and stepped out, he was suddenly engulfed in darkness. He felt as if he was falling into an abyss. A dark, deep hole with no end. Fear rose up into him as he fell. He tried to open his mouth to scream but no words would escape from his lips. Thoughts of the old wives of tale of people dying in their sleeps from dreaming of falling to their deaths flashed through his mind. Panic began to slowly take over him as he searched for anything to grab onto. ^NO!^ Yami yelled into his mind. ^I can not give in!^ Willing himself, Yami forced himself to remain perfectly calm. Closing his eyes, he let himself fall into a small trance. He could feel his body gradually slow down from the fall, then suddenly come to a complete stop. He opened his eyes slowly unsure of what was to be seen before him. He gasped as he found himself yet again in the same room that he had left. Soon, though he realized that this room was different then the other. The first room that he was in gave off a warm feeling that shone with elaborate colors. This room, however was dark and domented. It sent a chill down Yami's spine. Broken toys were scattered everywhere. He cautiously stepped over the toys walking towards the only sense of light in the room. A golden light was shining down upon a bed where the same girl, who now had aged to the age of twelve, layed with her arms across her chest, her eyes closed. The boy was kneeling by her side crying softly. "You can not leave me Jezabell! We promised each other to always remain together! Do you not remember that day?!?" Suddenly, three tall figures appeared by the young boy's side. One layed a hand on his shoulder. "Sir it is time." The boy looked up, glaring. "I will not leave my sister's side! Not until she is well." "You have a duty to the people of Egypt! I am sorry young master, but there is no hope that your sister will be recovering anytime soon. Her spirit is slowly failing. I am sorry but we were too late to save her." The boy cried harder. "Why am I being punished? What have I done wrong?" "You have done nothing wrong young pharoh. It was just her time. Now let us go." The young boy, or pharoh as he was called slowly stood up and walked away from his sister's death bed. At the doorway, the boy turned to take one last look at his sister laying peacefully in her bed. Yami gasped as for the first time, he could make out the image of the small boy. It was the child image of himself! A single tear rolled down his face as Yami watched the child version of himself leave the room. "Don't go." He called out soflty as the door slowly closed. Being brought to his knees, Yami stared in desperation. "If only we had known. We could have been able to save her in time, and save the pharoh this heart-ache." Yami looked up quickly to notice that two of the three figures still remained hovering over her bed. "It still would have been hopeless." The other remarked gazing at the small child. "The cure for Alyzciptic is extremly hard to find." "We should have told the pharoh what we had known of his sister's illness and that there was a cure." "And have the pharoh's hopes strung high then come crashing down when he realized that the cure could not be found in time? No. It is best that he never knows. That way he can go on with his life with out blaming himself for his sister's death." "Perhaps you are right. Let us leave and attend to our duties." The two figures finally left leaving only Yami and Jezabell. Yami slowly walked over to her bedside and stared down at her lifeless body. "Is this the same fate that awaits my aibou? Is it too late to save him? What is the cure? Can no one answer my questions?!!!
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END DREAM SEQUENCE
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Yami woke up startled in a cold sweat. It took him a few moments to realize where he was. Sitting up in the bed, he stared off into space re-collecting the events of his dream. The words Alyzciptic echoed through his mind. Getting up, he walked over to the computer that stood off in the corner of Yugi's bedroom. Sitting down, Yami logged onto the internet and began to search for information on Alyzciptic. After many hours, he finally found the information that he needed. It was a disease that devastaed many lives during his time. He was certain this was what was wrong with Yugi. His heart leapt as hope filled him. "I'll save you Yugi. As I promised to." Yami continued through out the night to search for more answers.
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Kanatasha: Next chapter coming soon! Kaiba makes his appearance!
Yami: Kaiba! Why him!?! *growls.*
Kanatasha: You'll find out in the next chapter.
Yami: *growls.*
Yugi: *smiles.* Please REVIEW!