Silver Lily: *singing mission impossible song*
Jade: What's with the sound effects?
Silver Lily: *giggles stupidly* I'm never going to be able to pull this chapter off!!! *faints*
Zuka Chan: Get up off your lazy arse and type!!!
Sunstone
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But a millenium of nights will be yours to see light as no mortal has ever seen it, to snatch from the distant stars as if you were Prometheus an endless illumination by which to understand all things. . .
-Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat
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A silent whirlwind glided across the empty Egyptian sands of Thebes. Delicate breezes caressed the children of the desert, the lady mirage working her deadly spells upon the unwary wanderer.
Silent violet eyes regarded the golden expanse which was filled with secrets and magick, lovers and blood. What would happen? Could he truly seal the Dark Realm as he had promised? Could he possibly stop this violent hex that was sure to be cast upon him?
Would he ever see the china doll that looked so much like him ever again?
The golden Eye of Horus was turning a stark blood red beyond the distant horizon, his silver one steadily taking its place.
Soon.
Anxious feet scuffled outside of his chamber doors.
Very soon.
Yuugi sat on his bed, lost deep in his own thoughts. He wasn't as naïve as he looked. He knew that not all was right. The marrow of his bones was oozing with worry. "What's going to happen to you?"
Yu Gi Oh snapped his head around at the sudden sound, then sighed. "Not even I'm exactly sure."
The slave rolled this response around in his little head.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The morning star of Egypt walked over to his two oaken doors, opening them with great hesitance.
"Dear heart, it's time to go. Ramses will be waiting for us soon, and we need to make sure that all of the preparations are in order." Selene's blue- gray eyes were mostly gray right now, heavy with apprehension.
"Let me say goodbye to Yuugi," he whispered.
Her silver head nodded in understanding.
Closing his door, he walked back over to his oversized bed. The young slave looked up at him solemnly as a lithe arm snaked its way around his waist.
"Yuugi, I have to go now. You may not see me for the next few days."
"Will I see you again?"
"I promise. I don't care if I have to break through the power of the gods, I will be back to see you." He captured the smaller one's lips in a passionate kiss, trying to memorize the taste, the smell. He didn't want to ever forget.
A looming shadow kept telling him that he just may not be able to come back.
He hugged the small frame tighter to himself, reveling in the feel of the soft skin that was so light in comparison to his own.
Breaking off the intimate contact, he nuzzled his face into Yuugi's hair one last time, whispering the comforting words of a lover.
"I love you, Yuugi. And I promise, I will be back."
A lead hand squeezed around the little one's heart. That sinking feeling he had been having, well, he wasn't the only one worried like he had thought.
Yu Gi Oh wiped away a falling tear from the porcelain cheek.
"I'll see you when you get back then," the little one whispered.
With one last kiss on his forehead, the pharaoh left with a saddened smile.
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"Yu Gi Oh, stop pacing! You're making me more nervous than I already am!"
Selene looked close to pulling her hair out. Poor woman. She hated this idea as much as I did.
"Yu Gi Oh!"
I almost laugh inside. She was always funny when she was upset about something.
"Selene, why do I have the terrible feeling that this is going to be my downfall? Why do I feel that after my duel with the traitor to close the shadow realm I will never see any of you again?"
I almost scream out my fear and frustration at her, not expecting her response.
"Because that's what we're all feeling."
The sun had set about two candle marks ago. Jade had informed me where I would be sleeping for the next few days, away from the brilliance of Re- Atum.
The criminals in the dungeons would be my food, too. I shuddered. This was something that I certainly wasn't looking forward to.
"Come on, Ramses, you promised that you would do me this favor!"
The young apprentice seemed to be pleading with our awaited 'guest' outside in the hall. The response was too low for any of us to hear.
"It shouldn't make a difference if it's the pharaoh or not! I told you that we would give you compensation for this!"
Now we heard the growl.
Well, needles to say, he eventually came in.
Despite of all of the creatures that I have seen in the games, this was something that certainly stunned me.
It was like watching some sort of phantom glide over the golden floor, too solid for what should have been real. Midnight hair that paled the night sky above seemed to move at his will, deep set eyes almost hidden by the high cheek bones.
His skin was the color of bones that sat out in the sun for years bleaching, so smooth and unblemished he looked like Pandora before animation. Carved of the purest marble. Odd. I had never seen those type of clothes before. Leather? A tunic and, what was that?
"It's called a jerkin, my lord. The garb of the nomads in the far north. Boots, breaches, I find it much easier to take care of, since I'm always on the move."
His voice chilled my skin. Too thick, too sweat, some sort of whisper that had suddenly been given more volume. It wasn't human.
"I have been told that you wish to become like me, the undead."
"Yes," I found my voice. "I have to. The future of Egypt, and potentially the whole world depends on it."
The vampire bowed. "Then please, let me help. If there were no mortals in the world, there would be no reason for me to exist."
All of my vision suddenly focused on this creature, this mistake of nature, that started advancing on me. I became enraptured by his piercing gaze, his ghost like movements and his aura of power.
Hands like stone wrapped around my back and he pulled me closer, whispering to me to be calm, to not fight.
"Stay awake," he instructed me. "Fight the fatigue that will envelop you."
Fatigue? Just what happened when one was actually bit?
My body gave a frightening jolt when I felt the fangs pierce my skin. Gods, his lips were freezing. Shivers ran through my spine like wild-fire.
Yes, he was right. My vision was blurring, my legs wanted to give out. But I could hear his voice in my head. 'Stay awake, my pharaoh, fight. Be the strong ruler that you are.'
Oh, it would be so easy. Falling into this, this, how do I explain it? Overwhelming feeling? Strange urges that I had never felt before? The sensation of my blood flowing out of me, it was almost ecstasy.
His tall body was growing warm around me, filling with my blood.
My eyes were heavy. It felt like the sins of Set were setting upon them with a vengeance. I felt my body give way, and the vampire began to support me. Anubis only knows how long we stayed in this delightful heaven, this torment of what was almost pleasure.
Suddenly, he broke away from my pulsing artery, trickles of blood flowing down his chin. My fatigued eyes mused to themselves. What a stark contrast. The bright red against the luminance of porcelain white. He was beautiful, this imitation of a human.
His finger cut a gouge in his neck, and he forced my heavy head up to it.
"Drink," he whispered, with all the gentleness of a long-lost lover.
No, I didn't want to. I didn't want to drink blood.
My lips became crushed against his now warm skin, and the steaming liquid twisted its way into my mouth.
Oh, gods. This couldn't be real. The taste, the burning life rushing into me. My empty veins cried out for more.
Instinct forced my muscles to cling tighter to him, wanting more of this life that he so readily gave me.
"Yes, that's it. Drink," his hissed.
A strange noise made itself prominent in my ears. A loud gong beating with a steady rate. "Thump. . .thump. . .thump. . ." It continued, until I could hear another gong join it, beating with the same rhythm.
It was our hearts. I could hear them push the blood through our systems, could feel this strange connection while consuming this steaming life that splashed into my mouth and down my throat.
If I had known better at the moment, I might have been ashamed at the fact that it was arousing.
Suddenly he cried out and pushed me away.
No, I needed more. I was so. . . so thirsty. My tongue licked away at the blood that had trickled out of the corner of my mouth.
"My, my. Quite a lust for blood, have we?" Ramses laughed. Or rather, cackled. "My services here are done. Try not to fall in love too much with the night, my pharaoh." He waved his hand carelessly and walked away.
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Selene watched horrified as Yu Gi Oh clung to Ramses for all that he was worth, drinking blood that shouldn't exist.
When Ramses pushed him away, she saw the blood ooze down his lips, and his skin started to turn pale.
Oh, dear Zeus. His eyes. His beautiful purple eyes. They were slowly changing into a bright, vivid crimson. If he seemed to peer into the shadowy depths of your soul before, now he was passing judgement on it. The lust for blood was the only thing that they could see in his eyes at the moment, dark and deadly.
"He looks like an avenger from the Christian Hell," Jade whispered to her. Dumbly, she shook her head yes.
"What have we done," she pleaded back.
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Silver Lily: Whee!!! Another one down!! Next time, the battle against the traitor, Seth. HEHE, R&R!!!
Jade: What's with the sound effects?
Silver Lily: *giggles stupidly* I'm never going to be able to pull this chapter off!!! *faints*
Zuka Chan: Get up off your lazy arse and type!!!
Sunstone
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But a millenium of nights will be yours to see light as no mortal has ever seen it, to snatch from the distant stars as if you were Prometheus an endless illumination by which to understand all things. . .
-Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A silent whirlwind glided across the empty Egyptian sands of Thebes. Delicate breezes caressed the children of the desert, the lady mirage working her deadly spells upon the unwary wanderer.
Silent violet eyes regarded the golden expanse which was filled with secrets and magick, lovers and blood. What would happen? Could he truly seal the Dark Realm as he had promised? Could he possibly stop this violent hex that was sure to be cast upon him?
Would he ever see the china doll that looked so much like him ever again?
The golden Eye of Horus was turning a stark blood red beyond the distant horizon, his silver one steadily taking its place.
Soon.
Anxious feet scuffled outside of his chamber doors.
Very soon.
Yuugi sat on his bed, lost deep in his own thoughts. He wasn't as naïve as he looked. He knew that not all was right. The marrow of his bones was oozing with worry. "What's going to happen to you?"
Yu Gi Oh snapped his head around at the sudden sound, then sighed. "Not even I'm exactly sure."
The slave rolled this response around in his little head.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The morning star of Egypt walked over to his two oaken doors, opening them with great hesitance.
"Dear heart, it's time to go. Ramses will be waiting for us soon, and we need to make sure that all of the preparations are in order." Selene's blue- gray eyes were mostly gray right now, heavy with apprehension.
"Let me say goodbye to Yuugi," he whispered.
Her silver head nodded in understanding.
Closing his door, he walked back over to his oversized bed. The young slave looked up at him solemnly as a lithe arm snaked its way around his waist.
"Yuugi, I have to go now. You may not see me for the next few days."
"Will I see you again?"
"I promise. I don't care if I have to break through the power of the gods, I will be back to see you." He captured the smaller one's lips in a passionate kiss, trying to memorize the taste, the smell. He didn't want to ever forget.
A looming shadow kept telling him that he just may not be able to come back.
He hugged the small frame tighter to himself, reveling in the feel of the soft skin that was so light in comparison to his own.
Breaking off the intimate contact, he nuzzled his face into Yuugi's hair one last time, whispering the comforting words of a lover.
"I love you, Yuugi. And I promise, I will be back."
A lead hand squeezed around the little one's heart. That sinking feeling he had been having, well, he wasn't the only one worried like he had thought.
Yu Gi Oh wiped away a falling tear from the porcelain cheek.
"I'll see you when you get back then," the little one whispered.
With one last kiss on his forehead, the pharaoh left with a saddened smile.
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"Yu Gi Oh, stop pacing! You're making me more nervous than I already am!"
Selene looked close to pulling her hair out. Poor woman. She hated this idea as much as I did.
"Yu Gi Oh!"
I almost laugh inside. She was always funny when she was upset about something.
"Selene, why do I have the terrible feeling that this is going to be my downfall? Why do I feel that after my duel with the traitor to close the shadow realm I will never see any of you again?"
I almost scream out my fear and frustration at her, not expecting her response.
"Because that's what we're all feeling."
The sun had set about two candle marks ago. Jade had informed me where I would be sleeping for the next few days, away from the brilliance of Re- Atum.
The criminals in the dungeons would be my food, too. I shuddered. This was something that I certainly wasn't looking forward to.
"Come on, Ramses, you promised that you would do me this favor!"
The young apprentice seemed to be pleading with our awaited 'guest' outside in the hall. The response was too low for any of us to hear.
"It shouldn't make a difference if it's the pharaoh or not! I told you that we would give you compensation for this!"
Now we heard the growl.
Well, needles to say, he eventually came in.
Despite of all of the creatures that I have seen in the games, this was something that certainly stunned me.
It was like watching some sort of phantom glide over the golden floor, too solid for what should have been real. Midnight hair that paled the night sky above seemed to move at his will, deep set eyes almost hidden by the high cheek bones.
His skin was the color of bones that sat out in the sun for years bleaching, so smooth and unblemished he looked like Pandora before animation. Carved of the purest marble. Odd. I had never seen those type of clothes before. Leather? A tunic and, what was that?
"It's called a jerkin, my lord. The garb of the nomads in the far north. Boots, breaches, I find it much easier to take care of, since I'm always on the move."
His voice chilled my skin. Too thick, too sweat, some sort of whisper that had suddenly been given more volume. It wasn't human.
"I have been told that you wish to become like me, the undead."
"Yes," I found my voice. "I have to. The future of Egypt, and potentially the whole world depends on it."
The vampire bowed. "Then please, let me help. If there were no mortals in the world, there would be no reason for me to exist."
All of my vision suddenly focused on this creature, this mistake of nature, that started advancing on me. I became enraptured by his piercing gaze, his ghost like movements and his aura of power.
Hands like stone wrapped around my back and he pulled me closer, whispering to me to be calm, to not fight.
"Stay awake," he instructed me. "Fight the fatigue that will envelop you."
Fatigue? Just what happened when one was actually bit?
My body gave a frightening jolt when I felt the fangs pierce my skin. Gods, his lips were freezing. Shivers ran through my spine like wild-fire.
Yes, he was right. My vision was blurring, my legs wanted to give out. But I could hear his voice in my head. 'Stay awake, my pharaoh, fight. Be the strong ruler that you are.'
Oh, it would be so easy. Falling into this, this, how do I explain it? Overwhelming feeling? Strange urges that I had never felt before? The sensation of my blood flowing out of me, it was almost ecstasy.
His tall body was growing warm around me, filling with my blood.
My eyes were heavy. It felt like the sins of Set were setting upon them with a vengeance. I felt my body give way, and the vampire began to support me. Anubis only knows how long we stayed in this delightful heaven, this torment of what was almost pleasure.
Suddenly, he broke away from my pulsing artery, trickles of blood flowing down his chin. My fatigued eyes mused to themselves. What a stark contrast. The bright red against the luminance of porcelain white. He was beautiful, this imitation of a human.
His finger cut a gouge in his neck, and he forced my heavy head up to it.
"Drink," he whispered, with all the gentleness of a long-lost lover.
No, I didn't want to. I didn't want to drink blood.
My lips became crushed against his now warm skin, and the steaming liquid twisted its way into my mouth.
Oh, gods. This couldn't be real. The taste, the burning life rushing into me. My empty veins cried out for more.
Instinct forced my muscles to cling tighter to him, wanting more of this life that he so readily gave me.
"Yes, that's it. Drink," his hissed.
A strange noise made itself prominent in my ears. A loud gong beating with a steady rate. "Thump. . .thump. . .thump. . ." It continued, until I could hear another gong join it, beating with the same rhythm.
It was our hearts. I could hear them push the blood through our systems, could feel this strange connection while consuming this steaming life that splashed into my mouth and down my throat.
If I had known better at the moment, I might have been ashamed at the fact that it was arousing.
Suddenly he cried out and pushed me away.
No, I needed more. I was so. . . so thirsty. My tongue licked away at the blood that had trickled out of the corner of my mouth.
"My, my. Quite a lust for blood, have we?" Ramses laughed. Or rather, cackled. "My services here are done. Try not to fall in love too much with the night, my pharaoh." He waved his hand carelessly and walked away.
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Selene watched horrified as Yu Gi Oh clung to Ramses for all that he was worth, drinking blood that shouldn't exist.
When Ramses pushed him away, she saw the blood ooze down his lips, and his skin started to turn pale.
Oh, dear Zeus. His eyes. His beautiful purple eyes. They were slowly changing into a bright, vivid crimson. If he seemed to peer into the shadowy depths of your soul before, now he was passing judgement on it. The lust for blood was the only thing that they could see in his eyes at the moment, dark and deadly.
"He looks like an avenger from the Christian Hell," Jade whispered to her. Dumbly, she shook her head yes.
"What have we done," she pleaded back.
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Silver Lily: Whee!!! Another one down!! Next time, the battle against the traitor, Seth. HEHE, R&R!!!