Three cheers for my dad! Hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray. I can update at home again. I don't have to wait till Monday to update at the computers at school. So, I'm giving you the next chapter today in celebration.
Anyways, that's enough from me, on with the fic.
ENJOY &______&
SG1 were gathered into one of their rooms. After the arrival of Yami things had been hectic for a little while. O'Neill had sent Daniel to get the rest of the group and meet up in the room. Daniel didn't have to hurry, Yami couldn't walk fast at all, and when he did arrive Joey had Dark look into fixing the problem.
Dark had been relieved when he found that he could. He still remembered being unable to heal Yugi, something that worried him to no end, even with Blue's explanation of why. So, once the spell had been completed Yami had been told how it would be a few days before he was completely back to normal and to take it easy until then.
Once Daniel had returned with the others, Yami was introduced and he was asked to explain how he had gotten away from Kaiba and exactly where Siris was. Of course, he didn't know where Siris was, but he made it clear that he completely trusted her. What had followed had been yet another long and tedious explanation session. O'Neill was really getting annoyed with them.
Now, O'Neill was discussing the most recent events and revelations and trying to make sense of it all with his team. If he didn't get some sense of order or at least some common sense soon, he was going to lose it.
"Danny, do you think that we finally have the whole story?"
"To be honest......no."
"No?"
"No, I mean, think about it Jack, they answered a lot of questions, but..... they were keeping some things back. Just look at the way they all act together, they don't have to say half of the stuff because they already know it and what the rest of them would say about it."
"I agree with Daniel Jackson. However young they may be, they are used to dealing with each other in tense and unusual situations."
"So?"
"Well, think about it sir, they have been through a lot that most kids wouldn't be able to handle. What does it say that they don't even blink?" Carter suggested.
"Of course, we shouldn't forget exactly who Yami is, that in itself bound to make for a very interesting life." Jonas brought up, causing the rest of them to recall that particular part of the conversation.
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The occupants of the room looked to be simply gathered for a casual midday tea, which couldn't have been much farther from the truth. Yami had finished explaining about his part in the fiasco and now O'Neill was determined to figure out exactly who he was and what was going on.
"Okay, now, I understand that you are connected to that puzzle, somehow, but that doesn't answer my question."
"Perhaps that is because you aren't listening."
"Look, I have been listening, you just aren't making any sense!" O'Neill snapped. Yami gave a small smile before looking over to Yugi who smiled back, and nodded slowly.
"Try this then, 5,000 years ago, a pharaoh of Egypt made seven items. He created them to seal away the fierce power of the shadow realm and prevent the destruction of the world. The pharaoh himself briefly used the most powerful item, until it was shattered. Are you following so far?"
"Yes, I am."
"Good, now, a prophecy was made, concerning the return of darkness and the chosen one destined to prevent it."
"Is that where Yugi comes into this?" Jonas questioned.
"Yes. Yugi was destined to receive the puzzle, and to solve it."
"Okay, but how does this explain who you are? You have told us the full prophecy and you aren't mentioned in it."
"It isn't the prophecy that is important, it is the fact that the puzzle was shattered. Get it yet?" Yami sat back and crossed his arms, looking rather pleased with himself.
"What is the big deal if the puzzle was shattered, all it means is that it was able to stay shattered until the right guy came along and solved it." O'Neill demanded.
"You still aren't listening. Think about everything else we've told you, put it together. The puzzle was shattered while under the control of the pharaoh, 5,000 years later Yugi solves it and finds me. I am more than just connected to the puzzle. Also, realize how Dark only obeyed the pharaoh." O'Neill was about to say something when Daniel grabbed his arm and demanded his attention. His eyes were flickering between Yugi, Yami, and the puzzle.
"Danny, what is it?"
"My god. Jack, I just realized what he's been saying." Daniel trailed off, still staring. The rest of SG1 watched him with some confusion. Yami was chuckling, enjoying the groups confusion.
"Yes Doctor Jackson. That is exactly who I am."
"Impossible." Daniel muttered. O'Neill glancing between Yami and Daniel, after a moment he'd had enough.
"All right! Will someone tell me what the hell Danny has figured out!!" Yami switched from holding Daniel's gaze to matching O'Neill's glare. A smile remained on his lips as he slowly gave the answer.
"Dr. Jackson has finally realized, Colonel, that I am the pharaoh."
"What pharaoh?"
"The pharaoh, who 5,000 years ago, created the millennium items, only to be sealed within one of them." The looks on SG1 were priceless; they ranged from utter shock to total disbelief. Yugi, Mai, and the duel monsters present, managed to hide their smiles behind their hands, and hold in their laughter. Yami didn't even attempt to, he was enjoying every minute of this. Joey he had to leave the room using the excuse of getting more refreshments before he lost it and fell to the floor in a fit of hysterics. O'Neill finally broke the silence with one word, which only made those who had kept control, to lose it, giving in to the mirth that was bubbling inside.
"Huh???"
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"I think I see your point Jonas. So, does this mean that we continue to let them run the operation like they have. These kids have no plans, no strategies, they are flying blind."
"Perhaps sir, but they have been dealing with this longer than we have. The only thing we can do is make sure that they listen to our advice and take part in the crafting of plans."
"Stop making sense Carter, nothing else around here does." As the conversation continued Teal'c contributed very little, his whole mind was centered on the idea that Yami was truly a pharaoh. That, and the fact that he got the distinct impression that Yami did not trust him, perhaps something to do with the way Yami had frozen when Teal'c had been introduced, or the strained polite greeting Yami had given him, or perhaps even the constant glances Yami had thrown his way. All of this led to Teal'c thinking one question. Why?
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It was late the next day when Siris returned. She said nothing of where she had been, or what she had been doing. O'Neill attempted to coax an explanation out of her, but all he got were riddles. Instead she immediately began a close examination of the manacles on Yami's wrist and headband.
She had spent hours examining the contraptions, seemingly finding enough of interest to simply stare at them. When she had finished she had said she would try to remove them the next day, first she had to think about what she was planning to do.
"I don't see how you are going to be able to get them off, Carter has looked 'em over and there are no seams or breaks, and I can't think of a way to break it without breaking his wrist too."
"Not only that, but there is practically no separation between the manacles and the wrist, leaving no room for any tools to be manipulated."
"Colonel, Carter, I have other methods than physical means of removing these. Unfortunately it appears that they are magically reinforced to a far greater degree than I anticipated."
"Wait a minute, magic? Those are simply metal bands, not magic."
"Really Carter?" Siris released her grip on Yami's wrist and turned towards Carter, an amused glint in her brown eyes. "If they are simply metal, would you care to tell me how they were placed on him? Because, as you say, there is no seam, no break, and no room for manipulation."
"Well, I don't know, but there has to be another reason besides magic. If the technology is advanced far enough I am sure that this would not be at all improbable."
"You are probably right about that, there is just one liiitle problem with that theory." She said, turning her attention back to the band.
"And what problem would that be?"
"Kaiba does not have access to technology that far advanced. In fact, since the shadow realm appeared it seems he has used his technological inventions less and less and less."
"So, if it is 'magic', as you say. How will you be able to remove them?"
"By using a 'magic' of my own Jonas. I just hope it is enough to overcome the restraints on these things."
"Siris, will you require any assistance?" Dark asked, concern for his friend and his master causing him to furrow his brow.
"No, it would be best if no one assisted me. In fact, I really need to concentrate, so, be as quiet as possible." In response to this, everyone except Yugi, Joey, and SG1 left. Dark and Celt would have stayed, but they both knew that they would have been unable to keep quiet if anything began to look like it was going wrong.
Closing her eyes she placed her left hand underneath the wrist, holding it still. Her right wrapped around the top of the manacle, her pointer and middle finger pressed lightly against the metal. The group watched, perhaps waiting for some glow to emerge from her hands, but all that happened was that she bowed her head in concentration; otherwise she did not move or make a sound.
At some point Yami noticed the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Concerned he examined her as she sat there. He managed to get a glimpse of her face and was startled by what he saw. Though he could see no reason for it, her face was formed into a mask of pain, from the clench of her jaw to the pinched look of her closed eyes. It appeared that he wasn't the only one watching her closely, for he barely heard Jonas whisper something to the team.
"Um, guys, since when did Siris wear a cape?"
"Huh, what are you talking about?" Carter spoke as she focused on Siris and not her hands. She blinked a few times as she realized, around the same time as everyone else, that Siris was indeed now wearing a cape. It was dark brown with a hint of evergreen.
"That is a good question Jonas Quinn. We will have to ask her when she is finished." Teal'c commented. Before any other reply could be made Siris spoke up.
"Could someone get me two of the small leather drawstring bags in my sack?"
"Sure." O'Neill said as he moved to the table where her sack was. Picking it up he opened it only to find that it was empty.
"Uh, Siris, there is nothing in here. I do have the right sack, right?"
"Don't worry about it. Just bring the whole thing over, I'll get it in a moment."
"But, it's empty." O'Neill stated, still staring into the empty sack.
"Oh Ra. Stop being a moron and give that to me. Foolish mortal." Everyone, except Siris, jumped at the new voice, though Yami regretted it instantly since a sharp sensation of heat hit his wrist when he did.
"Sit still Yami, unless you wish to harm yourself." Siris hissed as she pulled him back down into his chair. Yami desperately desired to say something as the newcomer grabbed the sack from O'Neill and began to walk over to where he and Siris were, however his voice refused to be heard, and it seemed his wasn't the only one.