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.
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.
Sorry I took so long. I had to write a research thesis paper for class (Language Arts to be exact). Guess what my subject was? Ancient Egypt! Gosh, am I too obsessed?
Sabrion: Yes I think you are.
F.P: oh whatever. People! If you are an author can you please write some Rishid stories, I only saw fourteen fics about this great guy!
Sabrion: Rishid is her newest Yu-Gi-Oh! character obsession. First and still Shadi, then Malik or Marik, now Rishid. Oh dear, who's next?
Chapter 5: Preparations
Isis stood motionless in an empty room breathing steadily in and out. Darkness slowly began to surround her, when the room was almost engulfed with the Shadow Realm, Isis let go of her focus and the darkness started to recede.
Her arms came in front of her, outstretched and her hands opened. Isis refocused herself and focused her control of the Shadow Magic she had inherited from her lineage of guardians.
"Nice sister, but don't you think you can do any other type of attack? What about your defense?" drawled a familiar voice from the doorway. Isis turned around and gasped.
"Marik!" she ran to her brother and hugged him furiously, the young man was too surprised by this reaction that he couldn't do anything for a few seconds, "How did you get in here? The pharaoh's guards might have caught you. Hasn't father taught you anything about safety?"
"I'll be fine. I. . . found my own way in." lied Marik expertly, "I'll have to go know. Remember what I said sister."
Marik disappeared like a mirage and Isis soon began to wonder whether or not that was just a figment of her imagination or not. Please let her brother be safe! If the pharaoh found him, and he won the tournament as one of the last seven. He would live in misery and slowly start tormenting anyone who became the chosen one for his item. Isis gritted her teeth defiantly and started weaving a spell of her own around her brother shielding him further. Now it was just up to his common sense to keep him safe.
Yami walked around the smithy admiring the work that his father had started. After all these years, at last the Sennen Items were completed. His father would have been proud. The golden Items glistened in the rays of the sun and there was an aura of mysteriousness around them: the puzzle, the rod, the ring, the tauk, eye, scales, and ankh.
He picked up the puzzle, this would be the one he would inhabit. Yami let out a breath that he didn't know he had held in. Six more people destined to be sacrificed to complete these Items. He already knew clearly who they would be; their power radiated far more than the other ones he had summoned as well. And of course he had to have a well thought out reason to imprison them, he would have to work on that part for a while.
The young pharaoh picked his way out of the smithy. People bowed meekly to him as he swept through the halls of his palace. There was supposed to be an empty room around here somewhere. After all, just because he was the greatest Shadow Magic Wielder in all of Egypt didn't mean he didn't have to practice for the tournament at all.
Navar clucked his tongue distastefully at his accomplishment. Only three figurines destroyed in one blow? He would have to do better than that if he were to claim the title of most powerful Shadow Magic Wielder from the pharaoh. That little boy didn't know what he was up against.
The foreigner shook his head and left the room. The royal judge passed him in a huff and occupied the practice room he had just left. Navar stopped him just before the door closed. "So, are you planning to be in the top seven Senui?" asked Navar.
"Even though I don't give a care about this stupid tournament, yes, I do plan to be up there on the top." snorted Senui slamming the door in Navar's face.
Navar chuckled at Senui. He was a poor excuse for a mage; Navar remembered when he had saw Senui as a young man in mage-school. He had ended up dropping out after a few weeks. A smirk was painted across Navar's features as he sauntered away.
Ankhkare twitched and got up. A small spasm of pain went through him, but it was very dull. He looked around and saw that he was still in Mokuba's mind. All that was left of the life leech were small dead pieces. Ankhkare focused some of his Shadow Magic and one by one incinerated each bit so it would never come back. He felt faint again and wandered out of that room.
As quickly as he could, he stumbled down the hallway of Mokuba's mind. In the main room, there was the small boy, fast asleep and curled up in a fetal position. Ankhkare tip-toed the best he could out of Mokuba's mind.
He could feel himself returning to his body. Ankhkare blinked and sat up now back in his physical form. A groggy feeling started creeping through him. After all, he had just recovered from getting nearly half his life force being drained away and then using his Shadow Magic to get out of the boy's mind and destroying the leech. But who had put that leech there?
Marik growled furiously when he felt the life leech he had planted in the pharaoh destroyed. Who could have healed him? It was nearly impossible! At that moment, Marik saw Yami walk down the hall as energetic as ever. The young man paled, had he missed his target somehow? * Great, I hope whoever I got by accident is okay. To bad it missed though. * thought Marik he cursed at himself for his clumsiness to do such a thing and then cursed the pharaoh, it was his fault anyway. He had cast that thing nearly a week ago, when his sister was first captured and dragged here for that damned tournament. The pharaoh was up to something, and that something was definitely not good.
Ra had better keep Isis safe. He couldn't cast another hex, there were too many people around in the palace to insure that he would get the right person. He didn't want anyone that was innocent of the crime to be hurt in any way.
Jounochi wandered around the halls of the palace with a squad of his men. Where in Egypt had that tomb robber run off to? Honda had started a search party outside the palace and so far no luck at all. Yami wasn't going to be too happy about this. But then again, he didn't have to know until the tournament came. Until then, they had to keep searching for him.
How hard could it be to find a person with white hair and with the palest skin in all of Egypt?
Bakura cackled as Jounochi and his squadron of guards passed his hiding place. He removed himself from behind a statue of Horus and sprinted down the hallway. Guards were always so dense. You could never find a smart one. Never.
Now to find the Sennen Items. Marik had told him they were hidden in the forges of the palace. That would mean they were somewhere outside and near the river Nile if he knew anything about smithies.
Quickly, he stalked down to the Nile. * Thank you Ra, I have just struck gold. * thought Bakura as he entered a large building. Sitting, right there for all eyes to see was the Sennen Items, spread out on a table. Bakura stood there savoring this moment of victory.
Slowly he started to walk to the table and reached out to the table. He had almost grabbed the ring when figures sprang out from the shadows and grabbed him. "We found you Bakura. If you weren't supposed to be treated with the utmost care I would have you whipped and then locked in the dungeons." growled Honda.
"Good thinkin Honda. That was a great plan ta nab him while he was tryin to steal the Items." congratulated Jounochi.
Okay, maybe the guards were a bit smarter than Bakura had given them credit to. He wasn't expecting this ambush. Damn it.
Bakura was roughly dragged off and locked in an empty practice room. He had been so close to achieving his goal! Why did he have to be so stupid? In anger, he hurled a ball of magic at the wall. A big smoking crater appeared in the stone walls. He smirked and held up his hand and threw another ball of magic grew in his hands. Stupid Guards.
* * * to be continued * * *
Okay, so I didn't kill Ankhkare. I couldn't! He's like one of the main characters and one of my personal favorites! Whadayah think? Am I making the guards TOO stupid? I think they're kinda smart actually. I mean ambushing Bakura like that? Or was Bakura just being stupid then instead of them? Alright whatever. If you STILL don't know who Ankhkare and Senui are or want to find out more about them. Read Indigo Tantarain's Three in One Combo. It's on my fav. Stories list okay?
Any comments, suggestions, questions? I'll try to answer questions and do suggestions. Flames will be used to build up the ritual fires. - Fire Pendant ^_^
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.
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.
Sorry I took so long. I had to write a research thesis paper for class (Language Arts to be exact). Guess what my subject was? Ancient Egypt! Gosh, am I too obsessed?
Sabrion: Yes I think you are.
F.P: oh whatever. People! If you are an author can you please write some Rishid stories, I only saw fourteen fics about this great guy!
Sabrion: Rishid is her newest Yu-Gi-Oh! character obsession. First and still Shadi, then Malik or Marik, now Rishid. Oh dear, who's next?
Chapter 5: Preparations
Isis stood motionless in an empty room breathing steadily in and out. Darkness slowly began to surround her, when the room was almost engulfed with the Shadow Realm, Isis let go of her focus and the darkness started to recede.
Her arms came in front of her, outstretched and her hands opened. Isis refocused herself and focused her control of the Shadow Magic she had inherited from her lineage of guardians.
"Nice sister, but don't you think you can do any other type of attack? What about your defense?" drawled a familiar voice from the doorway. Isis turned around and gasped.
"Marik!" she ran to her brother and hugged him furiously, the young man was too surprised by this reaction that he couldn't do anything for a few seconds, "How did you get in here? The pharaoh's guards might have caught you. Hasn't father taught you anything about safety?"
"I'll be fine. I. . . found my own way in." lied Marik expertly, "I'll have to go know. Remember what I said sister."
Marik disappeared like a mirage and Isis soon began to wonder whether or not that was just a figment of her imagination or not. Please let her brother be safe! If the pharaoh found him, and he won the tournament as one of the last seven. He would live in misery and slowly start tormenting anyone who became the chosen one for his item. Isis gritted her teeth defiantly and started weaving a spell of her own around her brother shielding him further. Now it was just up to his common sense to keep him safe.
Yami walked around the smithy admiring the work that his father had started. After all these years, at last the Sennen Items were completed. His father would have been proud. The golden Items glistened in the rays of the sun and there was an aura of mysteriousness around them: the puzzle, the rod, the ring, the tauk, eye, scales, and ankh.
He picked up the puzzle, this would be the one he would inhabit. Yami let out a breath that he didn't know he had held in. Six more people destined to be sacrificed to complete these Items. He already knew clearly who they would be; their power radiated far more than the other ones he had summoned as well. And of course he had to have a well thought out reason to imprison them, he would have to work on that part for a while.
The young pharaoh picked his way out of the smithy. People bowed meekly to him as he swept through the halls of his palace. There was supposed to be an empty room around here somewhere. After all, just because he was the greatest Shadow Magic Wielder in all of Egypt didn't mean he didn't have to practice for the tournament at all.
Navar clucked his tongue distastefully at his accomplishment. Only three figurines destroyed in one blow? He would have to do better than that if he were to claim the title of most powerful Shadow Magic Wielder from the pharaoh. That little boy didn't know what he was up against.
The foreigner shook his head and left the room. The royal judge passed him in a huff and occupied the practice room he had just left. Navar stopped him just before the door closed. "So, are you planning to be in the top seven Senui?" asked Navar.
"Even though I don't give a care about this stupid tournament, yes, I do plan to be up there on the top." snorted Senui slamming the door in Navar's face.
Navar chuckled at Senui. He was a poor excuse for a mage; Navar remembered when he had saw Senui as a young man in mage-school. He had ended up dropping out after a few weeks. A smirk was painted across Navar's features as he sauntered away.
Ankhkare twitched and got up. A small spasm of pain went through him, but it was very dull. He looked around and saw that he was still in Mokuba's mind. All that was left of the life leech were small dead pieces. Ankhkare focused some of his Shadow Magic and one by one incinerated each bit so it would never come back. He felt faint again and wandered out of that room.
As quickly as he could, he stumbled down the hallway of Mokuba's mind. In the main room, there was the small boy, fast asleep and curled up in a fetal position. Ankhkare tip-toed the best he could out of Mokuba's mind.
He could feel himself returning to his body. Ankhkare blinked and sat up now back in his physical form. A groggy feeling started creeping through him. After all, he had just recovered from getting nearly half his life force being drained away and then using his Shadow Magic to get out of the boy's mind and destroying the leech. But who had put that leech there?
Marik growled furiously when he felt the life leech he had planted in the pharaoh destroyed. Who could have healed him? It was nearly impossible! At that moment, Marik saw Yami walk down the hall as energetic as ever. The young man paled, had he missed his target somehow? * Great, I hope whoever I got by accident is okay. To bad it missed though. * thought Marik he cursed at himself for his clumsiness to do such a thing and then cursed the pharaoh, it was his fault anyway. He had cast that thing nearly a week ago, when his sister was first captured and dragged here for that damned tournament. The pharaoh was up to something, and that something was definitely not good.
Ra had better keep Isis safe. He couldn't cast another hex, there were too many people around in the palace to insure that he would get the right person. He didn't want anyone that was innocent of the crime to be hurt in any way.
Jounochi wandered around the halls of the palace with a squad of his men. Where in Egypt had that tomb robber run off to? Honda had started a search party outside the palace and so far no luck at all. Yami wasn't going to be too happy about this. But then again, he didn't have to know until the tournament came. Until then, they had to keep searching for him.
How hard could it be to find a person with white hair and with the palest skin in all of Egypt?
Bakura cackled as Jounochi and his squadron of guards passed his hiding place. He removed himself from behind a statue of Horus and sprinted down the hallway. Guards were always so dense. You could never find a smart one. Never.
Now to find the Sennen Items. Marik had told him they were hidden in the forges of the palace. That would mean they were somewhere outside and near the river Nile if he knew anything about smithies.
Quickly, he stalked down to the Nile. * Thank you Ra, I have just struck gold. * thought Bakura as he entered a large building. Sitting, right there for all eyes to see was the Sennen Items, spread out on a table. Bakura stood there savoring this moment of victory.
Slowly he started to walk to the table and reached out to the table. He had almost grabbed the ring when figures sprang out from the shadows and grabbed him. "We found you Bakura. If you weren't supposed to be treated with the utmost care I would have you whipped and then locked in the dungeons." growled Honda.
"Good thinkin Honda. That was a great plan ta nab him while he was tryin to steal the Items." congratulated Jounochi.
Okay, maybe the guards were a bit smarter than Bakura had given them credit to. He wasn't expecting this ambush. Damn it.
Bakura was roughly dragged off and locked in an empty practice room. He had been so close to achieving his goal! Why did he have to be so stupid? In anger, he hurled a ball of magic at the wall. A big smoking crater appeared in the stone walls. He smirked and held up his hand and threw another ball of magic grew in his hands. Stupid Guards.
* * * to be continued * * *
Okay, so I didn't kill Ankhkare. I couldn't! He's like one of the main characters and one of my personal favorites! Whadayah think? Am I making the guards TOO stupid? I think they're kinda smart actually. I mean ambushing Bakura like that? Or was Bakura just being stupid then instead of them? Alright whatever. If you STILL don't know who Ankhkare and Senui are or want to find out more about them. Read Indigo Tantarain's Three in One Combo. It's on my fav. Stories list okay?
Any comments, suggestions, questions? I'll try to answer questions and do suggestions. Flames will be used to build up the ritual fires. - Fire Pendant ^_^
