Okay, so here's the next chapter. I just wanna clear one thing, Jounouchi was known as Jono in ancient Egypt so that's who he is and Shizuka is his sister, same name!
Okay, with that said, read on! ^_^
---Planet Earth, Egypt, Serenity's cell---
"Ooh, my neck," Serenity groaned rubbing the sore area with one hand, while she pushed herself up from the floor with the other.
"Well that's what you get for sleeping on the floor," came Malik's taunting voice from across the room. Serenity didn't bother responding she just ignored him and stood up stretching.
"Alright you pieces of dirt get up, get up the lotta ye, we got a lotta work to do!" came a loud harsh voice. There was the sound of a lock clicking and a metal bared door being slid aside.
"Hey, keep your mitts off my sister," came a boys voice, Serenity looked swiftly in its direction, "Ahh." The sound of something large hitting the floor with a thump made Serenity jump.
"Shut up you little mutt," came the commanding voice again.
"Jono," Isis whispered making Serenity jump.
"Brother!"
"Shizuka," Isis said again in a whisper Serenity nodded and was prepared for the worst. She saw the lock come off of Isis's cell's door as I slid aside. Then a man came in, messy brown hair and bright blue eyes, he grabbed Isis by her wrist and threw her out of the cell.
"Hey, you leave her alone you big bully," Serenity growled at the man.
"Well, if it ain't the new one," with that the man disappeared out of Isis's cell and reappeared at the entrance to Malik and Serenity's. "Out you," he growled throwing Malik out the door. "As for you, no one insults me and get s away with it," he aimed a punch at her that she almost dodged. Almost being the key word, it made contact with her cheek causing her to stumble backwards. "That'll teach ya," he growled grabbing Serenity by her upper arm and leading out of the door.
She saw Malik standing protectively by his sister and a blonde haired boy with one of his arms protectively around a girl's waist. The boy had honey brown eyes that were glaring at the man holding Serenity. The girl in his grasp had long red hair, mostly brown, with auburn eyes. The man quickly bound all their wrists onto one long rope, the other end of which lay in his grasp.
"Who's he?" Serenity asked the red haired girl in front of her.
"That's Aran, my name's Shizuka by the way, you must be new," Shizuka smiled half sadly, half warmly at Serenity.
"My name's Usagi and that's your brother Jono isn't it?" she asked, although it was more of a statement, as she nodded towards the blonde in front of Shizuka.
"Yes, how…oh Malik and Isis must have told you," Serenity nodded at this and the two fell into silence when Aran sent a glare at them.
Serenity had to squint with her eyes when they suddenly emerged into the bright, hot sun of Egypt. 'So that's what the sun looks like form Earth?' she asked herself as her eyes adjusted to the day light, she wasn't used to it at all. Light to her came from the ground for on the moon the light of the sun reflected off of it causing the light to come from beneath and not from above. It was a new experience for her.
She gasped when a huge stone palace came into view, sandy coloured stone pillars and colourful inscriptions upon the walls. A large man and women carved from stone each upon an elaborately decorated chair. Serenity was awed by the beauty of it all and thought that the moon was pleasant rather than pretty. At least Egypt had some colour; on the moon it was silver here, silver there and very like colour anywhere.
She stood completely shocked when they entered, unknown to her, what was called a thrown room. Colourful pictures and carvings lay upon the walls, elaborate pillars of stone from floor to high ceiling. Great golden steps leading up to three stone chairs upon which sat a women a man and a boy that looked a little older than Serenity.
"My Lord Pharaoh, life, health, strength be to you I bring before you these gifts as a token of homage to you," Aran said coaxingly shoving the five slaves onto the ground.
"I don't need them," said the man in the middle of the trio of chairs, Aran's face fell a little, but not enough to be noticeable, "but perhaps my son," he said indicating the boy on his left, "Yami."
"Father?" the boy said cocking his head.
"Go on son, consider it an early birthday present," his mother said sweetly, Yami nodded and stood up, walking down the steps to inspect the slaves.
Yami had burning ruby eyes, dark ebony hair sticking out in six spikes from his head, the edges lined with crimson. Lightning gold bangs outlining his face and streaking through his hair giving him a wild look. He radiated an aura of authority and confidence that could and had broken many people's wills.
"I choose these three," Yami announced suddenly indicating Malik, Isis and Serenity.
"Lord high Pharaoh, life, health, strength be to you, may I?" asked a tall brunette man with piercing ice blue eyes.
"As you wish priest Seto," the high priest, Seto, walked down the steps as Yami had done and stood before Jono and Shizuka.
"I'll take the other two," Aran nodded; collected his pay and turned and left. Yami was then excused from the meeting for it was between his father, mother, the priests and the high council. A servant led Jono and Shizuka to Seto's chambers while Yami lead the other three to his.
"So what do you plan to do with us?" Serenity asked, Malik's and Isis's shot open. No one, repeat, no one was allowed to speak to the pharaoh or his offspring without permission or without being spoken to first.
"Who do you think you are to talk to a member of the royal family," Yami raged turning on her.
"Um…oops…sorry," Serenity said wide eyed taking a step backwards from the pharaoh's son, Isis had to restrain Malik jumping on Yami there and then.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it and how dare you speak to me," he roared.
"And why shouldn't I speak to you?" Serenity argued back, glaring at him at the same time.
"Because I am the Pharaoh's so and you're a worthless slave!" there was a resounding crack, Serenity had just slapped Yami putting him into a stupor.
"I'm still a human being," she snorted at him. Malik and Isis just stood there in shock, it wasn't every day you saw a slave talk back to the son of the Pharaoh, let alone slap him.
"No you're not, you're a worthless piece of dirt," slap!
"You're wrong, I'm the same as you are, difference in clothing doesn't change a thing!"
"How dare you treat me like I'm at your level slave!"
"I'll treat you how I like because it's how you treat people and how you are treated that determines what you are, not some outward look," she yelled back. Yami was completely lost for words, he couldn't think of a retort to that. He hadn't actually thought of life that way, he'd always been taught that he was better than everyone else except his parent and the high priest, at his current level anyway. When he became Pharaoh he would be supreme to all other beings, he would be a god.
"Listen here you, when I become Pharaoh I'll be a God and better than you so there!"
"Oh no you won't, you'll never be a God because you'll die just like everybody else, you're as normal as they come," she spat back; she really hated this boys attitude.
"Shut up!" Yami demanded, he was getting really fed up with this girl, what she was telling him went against all his years of education. Even so, it did kind of make sense to him in an obscure kind of way.
"No I won't shut, not until you realise that how you treat people is wrong, you can't just go about bossing people around!"
"And why not? I've been doing it all my life," he demanded.
"Why? Because it's wrong, you don't like the way I'm treating you now do you? I'm just giving you a dose of your own medicine," she was glaring full force at Yami now and, unknown to the arguing pair, a large crowd of servants had come to watch. They knew that this could not end well for the girl; she'd probably get at least a hundred lashes or more, or worse maybe put to death.
"What?" he whispered stunned, she was right, he didn't like the way she was treating him. Was this really what he was like, did he yell at people so, break their confidence down so all they knew was fear?
"Look at these people surrounding you, they are like your army, with the amount of people you've enslaved if they had the confidence and something to fight for they could easily over throw you.
"They could not, they're worthless," he retorted but he was beginning to weaken under her glares and her strong will.
"No, your wrong, they aren't worthless, they're just unmotivated, when you want something you get up your courage and get it, am I right?" he nodded, he wanted to here what else she had to say, "well then you're just like them, if they wanted something they could get if they just set their minds to it!" Yami was speechless, that one had struck a nerve, she was right and he knew it, but he wasn't going to admit it to her, he wasn't weak, he would not bow before a slave. "If you want to be treated with respect show it to those around you," was her final statement as her expression softened.
Yami looked at her and one thought came bang smack in his face, 'She's right.' He understood now but right now that was not the issue, he stormed away from her, grabbing the end of the rope that still bound the wrists of his three new slaves and tugged. He began to pull them towards his chamber so that they had to walk faster than normal to keep from falling over. Serenity turned before she disappeared and grinned at the other servants who grinned back, those who saw her anyway.
Okay, did you like it? Please review I really needed the up-lift I feel like crap right now and I've got too much school work.