Silver Lily: TA DA!!! I'm baaack! And here's chapter three!!! I decided
that it would be better if I added Yugi into this, though I think that you
may find his being quite interesting. Please enjoy. It won't be as fluffy
as usual, but plenty of action. I promise that.
Jade: My aibou does not own Yu Gi Oh! either, so lay off. *glares*
Silver Lily: Indeed. Make sure to review!! -Chibizoo, trust me, if any of my brain tissue could have been damaged while reading your stories, those brain cells have been dead for a VERY long time. _VERY_ long. YamiElfFromKemet, that's something I must say that I've never heard before. Remember, though, this is the first dynasty. The second TRUE pharaoh of Egypt. And because of all of their superstitions, and the fact that not many could read or write, the documents claiming that there might have been slaves back then might have been lost. I must admit that I didn't do research on their culture, just their mythology, as religion has a huge impact on everyday lives.
Jade: We'd probably keep the slaves any way. It's a fascinating subject to write about. The way the human mind deals with such complications, and the mind frame of the slave drivers. Very enrapturing.
Silver Lily: Please enjoy!!!
Sunstone
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It was ghastly to watch it, the way she moved over the stones as if she did not even touch them, and the way that everything, even the wisps of her hair blown this way and that by the breeze, seemed somehow under her command. . .
-Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat
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The smell of dust and sweat bombarded his nostrils, filling them with a rank odor royalty were so unaccustomed to. Wind and breezes played about his golden-toned flesh, pulling playfully at his golden crown of bangs, forcing his rigid hair to move. Blinding sunlight was dimmed by the forming dust clouds, caused by the ever moving enslaved who were caked with mud, dirt, and their own blood. The whips cracked ceaselessly.
The groans and creaks of tools and carts continually rolled by, rope and pulley systems ever on the move.
He hated it.
The sights, the smells, the foul language and the blinding sunlight, somehow dimmed in the arid valley. He absolutely despised it.
The head slave driver, some burly fat man by the name of Ketu, sat ranting at the heals of the advisors, demanding to speak with the pharaoh. 'These slaves are worthless,' his scratchy voiced droned on. 'I need something better brought in. Ship in some of those nomads from the east, they should do quite nicely.' A disgusting grin played about his sweat streaked, dirty face. Yu Gi Oh could smell the reek of liquor pouring off him in disgusting heaps. Even the flies would pass him by for something better.
Yu Gi Oh was bored with him, and found even more how much he was hating this place. And he was going to be buried out here?
"Enough," his baritone voice cried. The slave driver stopped, dumbfounded it seemed at hearing his ruler speak. The sure strength in the kings voice, the respect it commanded and the surety in its unwavering echo, his feeble brain felt as though it wouldn't have the capacity to hear it again.
"The slaves that you have are fine. When production slows and they have worn out their good use, they will be freed and new one's will be brought in. Is that understood?"
Ketu, with his greasy black hair and beady little eyes, shook his fat little head in compliance. The pharaoh sounded annoyed. Invoking the wrath of the Pharaoh was not something he wanted to do right now. Or ever, for that matter.
"Do you see him, Lover?" The sweet whisper of his other half tickled his ears.
"No, beloved. Not yet."
"Do you think that he could be here?" Her voice, soft, sweet and melodic, questioned him with an unusual quaver. Sending her comforting thoughts he replied.
"I don't know. I've never done anything like this before."
Her gray-blue eyes scanned incredulously, meticulously, and dubiously over the crowd of slaves and hired workers. "He must be, where else could he have ended up?"
Jade shook his brown head no. "I have no idea."
They had made a decision long ago, in total and complete secret from the pharaoh.
Yu Gi Oh's loneliness was getting out of hand. If ever he saw a couple hold hands, or exchange the briefest of intimate moments, he would spend days brooding. It was amazing that he wasn't insane at the sight of Jade and Selene every day.
It was Aeyeta who had first mentioned actually _doing_ something about it. But what, they had no idea.
That was when Jade stepped up.
"We could split him," he had said, plain and simple.
"And how do you propose we do that, and more importantly, _why _?" Kekeweht asked.
"Finding a partner suitable for our friend would be no easy task, by any means. Especially here. But you know the tales about your ba and your ka. If we could split him now, I truly think that he wouldn't be so lonely anymore."
"How are we supposed to split the Akh of the pharaoh?! We would have to be going against every rule ever made! Wouldn't it change him? His ability to give a balanced judgment? Would he be good? Or would the darkness rule him?" Tekutet had asked this, and he was quite right.
It was a logical question, one that would be expected of him to ask. Tekutet was another Egyptian, with long curls of back hair playing at his shoulders, bright blue eyes that calculated every scrape of evidence, literature or fact that came in front of his pointed little nose. Quite trustworthy.
"Those are easy enough to answer, I believe," Selene broke in. "The ka is the light, as we all now very well, while the ba is the dark. The ba acts as a guide in the after life. When they meet, the ka and the ba merge to become the Akh, which we all know about, too." All eight heads in the room nodded. "Pharaohs, however, are merged in life, in order to be the god among men. It is _necessary_ if they are to rule. Now, since this is so for Yu Gi Oh, it is possible to use a simple hex to separate them."
"And I suppose that you have that hex," Natuwhet, another advisor with short black hair asked, with a touch of his usual sarcasm.
The silver haired woman grinned. "Of course I do."
"It won't be easy, though, once he's split I mean," Jade confided.
"Why," Aeyeta asked.
"Because when the ka splits from Yu Gi Oh, as we believe that his ba is the ruling part of his body and mind frame, he will end up somewhere outside of the palace walls, with no memory, and no name. Most likely he will and up as a slave, and we'll need to be on the look out for him," Selene explained, quite gravely.
"Well, this just sucks," Kekeweht growled.
And so, all of the advisors were on the lookout, for whatever they might find. The look-alike had to be around here somewhere. He just had to be!
Aeyeta looked at the back of the king as he lightly conversed with the architects, directing them in the fashions that he had in mind for his tomb, and the types of traps that he would want set for thieves. She, too, was looking everywhere, but saw nothing that might resemble the king of the Dark Games.
She hadn't noticed it at first, lost in her search. But it's amazing, how what you're looking for can be right under your nose, and you'd never even see it.
Her mentor saw it before she did, dashing as fast as her legs could carry her.
A small, seemingly insignificantly heap lay on the ground in one huge convulsion. One of the slave drivers was standing over it, yelling at it to get up and start working again, lashing the black leather whip over and over.
"STOP!!!" the woman had cried.
At first, upon hearing a female voice, he was going to yell at her to leave him to his work. However, seeing a flash of white and gold, cleaned and primped with delicate light skin, he recognized her rank.
But that didn't stop him.
He continued to beat the poor thing on the ground, so covered in mud and dirt, his own blood spurting out of him in gushing torrents, even his own mother might not have been able to identify him.
Not that he could remember having a mother.
"Leave him alone!" Selene cried out viciously. Frantic, she placed herself between the battered slave and that infernal whip.
The holder of it wasn't deterred.
He went in to leave a mark on her perfect skin, make her get out of his way. No one had a right to step in and help the scum beneath the hooves of the pharaoh's horses.
Selene summoned very easily the abilities she wanted, stopping the slim piece of leather inches before her face. The air around her cracked and hissed, a strange presence that felt like it was going to strangle the malicious man.
Invisible hands, hundred of them it must have been, forced him on his back, pushing his yards and yards away from this powerful woman. A woman!
Unveiled anger raged in her eyes, which were now a vivid blue. Energies from nodes deep beneath their feet flowed from her, knocking the wind and the sense out of the bastard that dared to defy her, silver and white with prisms in its wake. Liquid light.
Jade and never seen her this angry.
Those pathetic sobs filled her ears, though, drawing her back to the problem at hand. The bloody, sniveling heap that was swarming with pain.
She found what she was looking for.
With infinitely gentle hands she took hold of the tiny mass, cradling him in her arms. She didn't care if her clothes were becoming soiled. She didn't care if his stark-red blood was staining her hands.
The young slave looked up at this strange creature, this woman that had saved him. Lovingly she stroked his cheek, whispering soothing words to him in multiple languages. Only one he understood.
How strange this woman was. These bright blue eyes, tinted with the lightest of grays, burning with life such as which he had never seen in a living creature. Her soft, luminescent skin and her flowing, cloud like silver hair, she was exotic. So different from the normal kind of Egypt. She was beautiful.
Her voice, it, it was like crystal bells chiming in a sweet, untouchable harmony. She seemed to practically create her own utopia or paradise for those around her.
She was the kindest person he had ever met.
"It's all right, little love. Calm down. You're safe now, and you will be for the rest of your days. I promise." She looked at his wide violet eyes, brimming with ignorant bliss. She had found the ka. She was holding the light.
Jade lazily walked over, not at all surprised at what just happened. He knew that she could handle herself, and if the ka was in danger of dying any time soon, well, she'd be in an all out panic right now.
And she wasn't.
Yu Gi Oh had walked over, seeing Selene holding a brown mass in her arms. He smiled inside. My, how she loved saving the young slaves!
Jade looked at him, ready to make his formal request. This usually wasn't permitted often, as they would quickly loose all of the slaves were they able to be picked off at random. And they were technically his.
Any removal would have to be personally okayed by him.
"Pharaoh Yu Gi Oh, this slave is obviously inadequate in duties as a labor slave. I humbly request that you allow him to serve whoever will take him at the palace, doing menial work as told."
He couldn't help but laugh. "Of course, of course. So be it."
They all wanted to get back home.
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Silver Lily: HEHEH!!!! Well, that chapter was a bit longer than usual, but I hope that you enjoyed it. Just wait until next time. . . *grins* R&R!
Jade: My aibou does not own Yu Gi Oh! either, so lay off. *glares*
Silver Lily: Indeed. Make sure to review!! -Chibizoo, trust me, if any of my brain tissue could have been damaged while reading your stories, those brain cells have been dead for a VERY long time. _VERY_ long. YamiElfFromKemet, that's something I must say that I've never heard before. Remember, though, this is the first dynasty. The second TRUE pharaoh of Egypt. And because of all of their superstitions, and the fact that not many could read or write, the documents claiming that there might have been slaves back then might have been lost. I must admit that I didn't do research on their culture, just their mythology, as religion has a huge impact on everyday lives.
Jade: We'd probably keep the slaves any way. It's a fascinating subject to write about. The way the human mind deals with such complications, and the mind frame of the slave drivers. Very enrapturing.
Silver Lily: Please enjoy!!!
Sunstone
* * * * * * * * * * * *
It was ghastly to watch it, the way she moved over the stones as if she did not even touch them, and the way that everything, even the wisps of her hair blown this way and that by the breeze, seemed somehow under her command. . .
-Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The smell of dust and sweat bombarded his nostrils, filling them with a rank odor royalty were so unaccustomed to. Wind and breezes played about his golden-toned flesh, pulling playfully at his golden crown of bangs, forcing his rigid hair to move. Blinding sunlight was dimmed by the forming dust clouds, caused by the ever moving enslaved who were caked with mud, dirt, and their own blood. The whips cracked ceaselessly.
The groans and creaks of tools and carts continually rolled by, rope and pulley systems ever on the move.
He hated it.
The sights, the smells, the foul language and the blinding sunlight, somehow dimmed in the arid valley. He absolutely despised it.
The head slave driver, some burly fat man by the name of Ketu, sat ranting at the heals of the advisors, demanding to speak with the pharaoh. 'These slaves are worthless,' his scratchy voiced droned on. 'I need something better brought in. Ship in some of those nomads from the east, they should do quite nicely.' A disgusting grin played about his sweat streaked, dirty face. Yu Gi Oh could smell the reek of liquor pouring off him in disgusting heaps. Even the flies would pass him by for something better.
Yu Gi Oh was bored with him, and found even more how much he was hating this place. And he was going to be buried out here?
"Enough," his baritone voice cried. The slave driver stopped, dumbfounded it seemed at hearing his ruler speak. The sure strength in the kings voice, the respect it commanded and the surety in its unwavering echo, his feeble brain felt as though it wouldn't have the capacity to hear it again.
"The slaves that you have are fine. When production slows and they have worn out their good use, they will be freed and new one's will be brought in. Is that understood?"
Ketu, with his greasy black hair and beady little eyes, shook his fat little head in compliance. The pharaoh sounded annoyed. Invoking the wrath of the Pharaoh was not something he wanted to do right now. Or ever, for that matter.
"Do you see him, Lover?" The sweet whisper of his other half tickled his ears.
"No, beloved. Not yet."
"Do you think that he could be here?" Her voice, soft, sweet and melodic, questioned him with an unusual quaver. Sending her comforting thoughts he replied.
"I don't know. I've never done anything like this before."
Her gray-blue eyes scanned incredulously, meticulously, and dubiously over the crowd of slaves and hired workers. "He must be, where else could he have ended up?"
Jade shook his brown head no. "I have no idea."
They had made a decision long ago, in total and complete secret from the pharaoh.
Yu Gi Oh's loneliness was getting out of hand. If ever he saw a couple hold hands, or exchange the briefest of intimate moments, he would spend days brooding. It was amazing that he wasn't insane at the sight of Jade and Selene every day.
It was Aeyeta who had first mentioned actually _doing_ something about it. But what, they had no idea.
That was when Jade stepped up.
"We could split him," he had said, plain and simple.
"And how do you propose we do that, and more importantly, _why _?" Kekeweht asked.
"Finding a partner suitable for our friend would be no easy task, by any means. Especially here. But you know the tales about your ba and your ka. If we could split him now, I truly think that he wouldn't be so lonely anymore."
"How are we supposed to split the Akh of the pharaoh?! We would have to be going against every rule ever made! Wouldn't it change him? His ability to give a balanced judgment? Would he be good? Or would the darkness rule him?" Tekutet had asked this, and he was quite right.
It was a logical question, one that would be expected of him to ask. Tekutet was another Egyptian, with long curls of back hair playing at his shoulders, bright blue eyes that calculated every scrape of evidence, literature or fact that came in front of his pointed little nose. Quite trustworthy.
"Those are easy enough to answer, I believe," Selene broke in. "The ka is the light, as we all now very well, while the ba is the dark. The ba acts as a guide in the after life. When they meet, the ka and the ba merge to become the Akh, which we all know about, too." All eight heads in the room nodded. "Pharaohs, however, are merged in life, in order to be the god among men. It is _necessary_ if they are to rule. Now, since this is so for Yu Gi Oh, it is possible to use a simple hex to separate them."
"And I suppose that you have that hex," Natuwhet, another advisor with short black hair asked, with a touch of his usual sarcasm.
The silver haired woman grinned. "Of course I do."
"It won't be easy, though, once he's split I mean," Jade confided.
"Why," Aeyeta asked.
"Because when the ka splits from Yu Gi Oh, as we believe that his ba is the ruling part of his body and mind frame, he will end up somewhere outside of the palace walls, with no memory, and no name. Most likely he will and up as a slave, and we'll need to be on the look out for him," Selene explained, quite gravely.
"Well, this just sucks," Kekeweht growled.
And so, all of the advisors were on the lookout, for whatever they might find. The look-alike had to be around here somewhere. He just had to be!
Aeyeta looked at the back of the king as he lightly conversed with the architects, directing them in the fashions that he had in mind for his tomb, and the types of traps that he would want set for thieves. She, too, was looking everywhere, but saw nothing that might resemble the king of the Dark Games.
She hadn't noticed it at first, lost in her search. But it's amazing, how what you're looking for can be right under your nose, and you'd never even see it.
Her mentor saw it before she did, dashing as fast as her legs could carry her.
A small, seemingly insignificantly heap lay on the ground in one huge convulsion. One of the slave drivers was standing over it, yelling at it to get up and start working again, lashing the black leather whip over and over.
"STOP!!!" the woman had cried.
At first, upon hearing a female voice, he was going to yell at her to leave him to his work. However, seeing a flash of white and gold, cleaned and primped with delicate light skin, he recognized her rank.
But that didn't stop him.
He continued to beat the poor thing on the ground, so covered in mud and dirt, his own blood spurting out of him in gushing torrents, even his own mother might not have been able to identify him.
Not that he could remember having a mother.
"Leave him alone!" Selene cried out viciously. Frantic, she placed herself between the battered slave and that infernal whip.
The holder of it wasn't deterred.
He went in to leave a mark on her perfect skin, make her get out of his way. No one had a right to step in and help the scum beneath the hooves of the pharaoh's horses.
Selene summoned very easily the abilities she wanted, stopping the slim piece of leather inches before her face. The air around her cracked and hissed, a strange presence that felt like it was going to strangle the malicious man.
Invisible hands, hundred of them it must have been, forced him on his back, pushing his yards and yards away from this powerful woman. A woman!
Unveiled anger raged in her eyes, which were now a vivid blue. Energies from nodes deep beneath their feet flowed from her, knocking the wind and the sense out of the bastard that dared to defy her, silver and white with prisms in its wake. Liquid light.
Jade and never seen her this angry.
Those pathetic sobs filled her ears, though, drawing her back to the problem at hand. The bloody, sniveling heap that was swarming with pain.
She found what she was looking for.
With infinitely gentle hands she took hold of the tiny mass, cradling him in her arms. She didn't care if her clothes were becoming soiled. She didn't care if his stark-red blood was staining her hands.
The young slave looked up at this strange creature, this woman that had saved him. Lovingly she stroked his cheek, whispering soothing words to him in multiple languages. Only one he understood.
How strange this woman was. These bright blue eyes, tinted with the lightest of grays, burning with life such as which he had never seen in a living creature. Her soft, luminescent skin and her flowing, cloud like silver hair, she was exotic. So different from the normal kind of Egypt. She was beautiful.
Her voice, it, it was like crystal bells chiming in a sweet, untouchable harmony. She seemed to practically create her own utopia or paradise for those around her.
She was the kindest person he had ever met.
"It's all right, little love. Calm down. You're safe now, and you will be for the rest of your days. I promise." She looked at his wide violet eyes, brimming with ignorant bliss. She had found the ka. She was holding the light.
Jade lazily walked over, not at all surprised at what just happened. He knew that she could handle herself, and if the ka was in danger of dying any time soon, well, she'd be in an all out panic right now.
And she wasn't.
Yu Gi Oh had walked over, seeing Selene holding a brown mass in her arms. He smiled inside. My, how she loved saving the young slaves!
Jade looked at him, ready to make his formal request. This usually wasn't permitted often, as they would quickly loose all of the slaves were they able to be picked off at random. And they were technically his.
Any removal would have to be personally okayed by him.
"Pharaoh Yu Gi Oh, this slave is obviously inadequate in duties as a labor slave. I humbly request that you allow him to serve whoever will take him at the palace, doing menial work as told."
He couldn't help but laugh. "Of course, of course. So be it."
They all wanted to get back home.
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Silver Lily: HEHEH!!!! Well, that chapter was a bit longer than usual, but I hope that you enjoyed it. Just wait until next time. . . *grins* R&R!