The Legend of the Sennen Items

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! though I wished I did. Ankhkare (the spirit of the Ankh a.k.a. Key in the American version) and Senui (spirit of the Scales) also do not belong to me they are Indigo Tantarien's muses and she made them up for her story Three in One Combo. The spirit of the Eye and Rod are not mine either, she made them up too (cause supposedly there is no spirit in either one though the one in the Rod will be very familiar)

Okay, this is not totally about the Sennen Items a.k.a. Millenium Items. It is about how there came to be spirits in them. Enjoy!

* * * * * * * * * * Okay, my newest fic. Enjoy, no yaois in this one either.

This chapter contains some Ankhkare badmouthing by Seth, so please I beg your forgiveness in advance.

Sabrion: As she's said before on top of the page, she doesn't own Ankhkare or Senui, or Seth, or Navar (though she gave the guy a new name I think) and she still sticks to it.

Chapter 4: Change of Mind

The healer was hesitating, damn him! Why wouldn't he talk? Stupid green- haired freak! "Tell me already, or do you not know?" shouted Seth. The healer visibly flinched at his outburst and took in another breath.

"I'm not sure of what is plaguing the young master. He does have a temperature, and a tendency to cough. But it isn't fever though it seems like it. His heart rate is growing weaker and his mental state of mind is slipping away." replied the healer.

"Can you do anything? You are supposed to be a healer, not some imbecile who sits there and tells me what he thinks is wrong! Help him!" yelled Seth lifting the healer off the ground by the front of his robes.

"There is something I can do, but I'm not sure whether or not is guardian will allow it." said the healer trying not to look Seth in the eye.

"What is it?" asked Seth icily.
Bakura slunk through the gardens of the pharaoh's palace. He was the King of Thieves, Bandit King. None of these stupid people could stand up to HIM in a Shadow Game. He had to find a way out of this palace and get back to his hideout. The stupid dog Jounochi was still searching for him.

* Aha! There's my means of escape. Stupid pharaoh can't keep me here for long! * thought Bakura as he spotted a small gate covered in vines, forgotten most likely. He turned the handle of the door, but it was locked. No problem, he wasn't called the King of Thieves for nothing. Out of his pocket he pulled out ring of hand-made picks. Nearly all doors had their keyholes molded the same in the old times. He poked a thin pick that fitted the description of the lock and turned.

The lock turned with a bit of reluctance and the door creaked open with a metallic sound. Bakura could hear the city bustle nearby. Very pleased with his work, he walked out, not forgetting to remember where this door was, looting the palace would be very easy from now on. Before he could even go a few steps, he saw a young man about his age creeping around the palace as if searching for a way in. He had jagged blonde hair and narrowed violet eyes. His skin was richly tanned like nearly all the citizens of Egypt.

"Who are you?" demanded the man.

"Tell me who you are first and then I'll answer." replied Bakura.

The blonde studied him for a moment, "You don't look like a palace guard, so I'll tell you. I am Marik Ishtal. I am in search of my sister Isis who has been taken by the pharaoh's own personal guard about yesterday in midday. She has long black hair and blue eyes, you look like you've just come out of the palace, have you seen a woman of such a description?"

"Then I suppose that you have found the right place and person. I have seen a woman that sounds like the person you describe. I might be able to help you. I am Bakura, the King of Thieves. By the look, you seem worthy a thief as well." smirked Bakura.

"If you help me get my sister back, I can tell you where the Sennen Items are. There have been tales told that the King of Thieves was looking for where they were hidden after finishing." said Marik, "I heard you marched up in front of the whole court with Pharaoh Yami's father a few days after his burial and desecrated the mummy swearing to find the Items his father had started making."

"That is true, the poor man couldn't even finish his job which he in the end; left in his pathetic son's hands." said Bakura, "Well then, I think we've struck up a mighty deal. I agree."
The high priest was glaring at him furiously, Ankhkare looked at Mokuba and remembered how nicely the boy had offered to help him and how open he was. "The situation isn't normal. It isn't a matter of infection, there is something wrong with his mind."

"Are you saying Mokuba isn't sane?" demanded the high priest.

"No! I'm saying the problem that is ailing him is that of the mind. Certainly something that isn't natural." said Ankhkare, "I'll need to go through his mind and see the problem up close."

"Then do what you think is necessary." snapped the high priest, "But if you hurt Mokuba in any way you will find a very painful end, I swear that to the great Ra himself and will carry that threat until my soul goes to Osiris."

Ankhkare nodded and the high priest let go his robes, he sat himself next to Mokuba and cleared his mind of any thoughts and focused his energies. It was as if a key were unlocking the youth's mind for him. Ankhkare's mind stepped inside.

Mokuba's mind was weakened and everywhere was dark. Ankhkare saw a door and opened it. It was the mind chamber of Mokuba, Ankhkare could feel the presence of the innocent boy. Toys littered the area, but there were also scholar's books and papyrus scrolls on a student's wooden desk. The boy was no where to be seen. Where was he?

Walking into a connected room, Ankhkare started combing the halls of the boy's mind. There, in the middle, the largest chamber was Mokuba. He was sprawled on the floor pale and unmoving. Ankhkare rushed towards him and lifted him up. He was limp and in an even worse shape than he was physically. Ankhkare noticed fine pulsing lines connecting to the boy's body and trailing off somewhere else, he followed the veins up to a great glowing mass in another room.

That room reeked of death and corrosion. The thing in the middle looked like a giant leech. Ankhkare realized what was happening. That something was draining away Mokuba's life force! But how to stop it? He faintly remembered something from the ancient scrolls that to stop such a thing it would have to absorb all the life force it could hold, but that would drain Mokuba, killing the boy. But if it got too much.There was only one thing he could do to save the boy.

Ankhkare reached to the leech-like thing. The pulsing veins that connected to Mokuba were severed as the mass sensed something of even more full of energy. Ankhkare cried out in pain as the sharp beginnings of the veins began to bury themselves into his arm. He felt his energy ebbing away and blacked out.
Seth muttered under his breath. What was that Ra forsaken healer doing? He had been in there for nearly half an hour! "Big brother?" rasped a small voice. Seth looked up and saw Mokuba open his eyes. His brother was still pale, but awake.

"You're alright." sighed Seth hugging this brother tightly.

"What happened to Ankhkare?" asked Mokuba worriedly seeing the man slumped over the bed, "I remember seeing him just before I woke up, but that's impossible!" His brother was growing more active by the second and his cheeks began to take on that normal rosy blush again. But the healer in contrast was getting to be as pale as Mokuba had been moments before.

"I don't know Mokuba, I don't know. But I thank him for saving you from whatever it was that was ailing you." murmured Seth.

"Awww, big brother that's nice. I've never heard you say it to anyone else before. Looks like someone had a change of mind." smiled Mokuba climbing out of the bed, "Let's get Ankhkare some rest, here help me push him onto the bed."

"Pushing is for pipsqueaks like you Mokuba," teased Seth gently, he lifted Ankhkare instead, Mokuba pouted (A/N, that would be so cute! NO YAOIS). "Thank you . . . Ankhkare, I owe you a lot for today."
Senui paced in his chambers fingering the money he had gotten from his prevoius case. There would be another one in an hour. It hurt him inside to convict innocent people, though he would never admit it to anyone else. Somehow he could tell who was innocent and who was guilty. Maybe he should put that to some use for once.

"Yes, that it." muttered Senui, he wouldn't take bribes anymore like all the other judges. He would be fair when judging and Anubis take him to Hell if he didn't.
"Come with me into the palace, it's loosely guarded when you're inside. But be careful, there are some guards after me so try to be silent." warned Bakura walking back to the door, he opened it easily, Marik looked at him in awe.

"I'm coming for you sister. Don't worry, the pharaoh isn't getting away with kidnapping you like that." muttered Marik under his breath, his hands started performing intricate signs, perhaps he should lie low for a while, invisibility isn't too hard, once you get the hang of it.

* Watch out Yami, I'm fulfilling my promise to you. With Marik on my side and with MY cunning mind; I WILL get all of the Millenium Items if it's the last thing I do! * thought Bakura with a smug smirk on his face.

* * * * to be continued * * *

Sorry I took so long to update! I was grounded off the computer because I forgot to turn off the Internet connection all night! But I was able to go on at school! Only bad thing was I couldn't update at school. * swears loudly then smiles* Evil school computers!

Yah like my muse? He's a Noldor elf, dark hair, pale complexion, silver eyes, and good with the sword. Very, very polite, almost too polite.

Okay, lame chapter I know. And short as usual. But I hope I gotten things accurate for Senui and Ankhkare. So Ankhkare's sorta dying, Mokuba's better, Seth's a bit nicer, and Senui has decided to play fair. Bakura has also made a deal with Marik. You know history tends to repeat itself, so later on you know Bakura makes a deal of great similarity with Malik as he did in Ancient Egypt. Flames will the used to kindle the Ritual Fire for later use.