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.
Short chapter I know. But it's getting kinda hard to write more now that I know my version is kinda off track. But I try to keep on going. Thank you Indigo Tantarain who was the only one who reviewed the last chapter you're the best!
Chapter 8: The Last Match of the Round
"Hmmm, everything seems to be going very well." said Yami to himself, "Seth, our matches with the final five will be soon no doubt."
Seth cast a glance at the pharaoh and replied, "Yes, they will. I look forward to OUR match though."
"As do I Seth." said Yami switching positions in his chair, "As do I."
After Navar and Seno's match. Many more had started and ended. There were many worthy people that were going to round two. Seth once again stepped forward to the crowd. "Now! Round one is almost over. There is more match left. So the next shall be Senui verses Sanura."
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Senui trudged out to the field and faced his opponent. She was another young teen. Tanned skin and flaming red hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. She seemed very deft and agile, * Very much like her namesake. 'Kitty'. * thought Senui.
"Begin!" shouted Seth. Sanura leapt into the air and flipped in front of Senui. He had to duck away quickly as her hands sizzled with the energy of the Shadow Magic laced between her fingers that were shaped like claws. Unfortunately part of his cape got caught and was ripped away.
Senui moved further away and put his hands together and started chanting. Sanura made a face and started chanting as well. A black fog started appearing around the field. * What! I didn't do that. * exclaimed Senui finishing up the rest of the sheild spell around himself. Sanura hadn't moved and was still chanting. Senui felt some of his magic start leaking away. Looking to his shield, he saw strands of black steam hissing away. That fog was eating away the shield!
"Okay, now I know what's going on. This fog must be some sort of thing that drains away energy." said Senui to himself, "So what am I doing? While I'm talking to myself she's getting stronger and stronger!" Senui ran closer to Sanura and shot a beam of Shadow Magic from a finger. She grimaced in pain and stopped chanting to swipe at him again with her sizzling black claws. Senui winced as the sharp magic sliced through his robes and grazed his chest, shallow, but enough to draw blood.
* Ra, now I know why I wear so many layers of clothing. * thought Senui backing away. Sanura approached him slowly lashing out now and then but totally missing as if toying with him. * I never liked doing this trick before, but it just might save me this time. * He plucked a white feather from inside his sleeve and held it tightly in his palm.
Just as Sanura was about to strike again and finish him off when he opened his hands and flung hundreds of white feathers at her; blinding her vision. Sanura tried to see though the tumult of white feathers, but their downfall never seemed to cease. Senui continued the multiplying of the feathers as he edged around the girl until he was right behind her. Waiting at just the right moment. He shot black beams of magic from his fingers to her neck. The magic was just enough to stun her. She fell over with a wail and lay still.
When the feathers had all fallen to the ground. They faded one by one until there was only one left. Senui picked it back up and put it into his sleeve again. "Senui has proved to be the victor! Round one has ended. There will now be a break for the participants." shouted Seth.
As Senui entered the waiting room he glared at anyone daring them to laugh and then sat down with a contented sigh. "That was a good win." said Ankhkare. Senui ignored the complement and continued glaring at people.
"Well . . . good luck for round two." said Ankhkare holding out a hand.
"Shut-up you green hair freak. I don't need any luck." sniffed Senui.
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Bakura lounged against the wall with his Diabaundo next to him. * The Sennen Items will be mine soon enough. Stupid 'prince-sama', and his father. Those Sennen Items will soon belong to me. * thought Bakura fervently.
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Marik edged around the people in the crowd and sneaked over to the waiting room. Many people were inside it. And the fact that almost all of them had black hair didn't help either. Quietly he called out his sister's name as he walked around.
"Marik! What are you doing here?" asked a voice behind him. Marik jumped in surprise. It was Isis.
"I'm looking for you. After the tournament ends I'm taking you back home." whispered Marik firmly.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." said Isis sympathetically, "Now go, before the guards come back and catch you."
"I'm gonna help you sister. The pharaoh is going to pay. I promise." said Marik to himself as he melted back into the crowd.
* * * * to be continued . . . maybe * * *
Well, what do you think? That's all I have to say now but SCHOOL'S OUT!
Bye -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.
Short chapter I know. But it's getting kinda hard to write more now that I know my version is kinda off track. But I try to keep on going. Thank you Indigo Tantarain who was the only one who reviewed the last chapter you're the best!
Chapter 8: The Last Match of the Round
"Hmmm, everything seems to be going very well." said Yami to himself, "Seth, our matches with the final five will be soon no doubt."
Seth cast a glance at the pharaoh and replied, "Yes, they will. I look forward to OUR match though."
"As do I Seth." said Yami switching positions in his chair, "As do I."
After Navar and Seno's match. Many more had started and ended. There were many worthy people that were going to round two. Seth once again stepped forward to the crowd. "Now! Round one is almost over. There is more match left. So the next shall be Senui verses Sanura."
*
Senui trudged out to the field and faced his opponent. She was another young teen. Tanned skin and flaming red hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. She seemed very deft and agile, * Very much like her namesake. 'Kitty'. * thought Senui.
"Begin!" shouted Seth. Sanura leapt into the air and flipped in front of Senui. He had to duck away quickly as her hands sizzled with the energy of the Shadow Magic laced between her fingers that were shaped like claws. Unfortunately part of his cape got caught and was ripped away.
Senui moved further away and put his hands together and started chanting. Sanura made a face and started chanting as well. A black fog started appearing around the field. * What! I didn't do that. * exclaimed Senui finishing up the rest of the sheild spell around himself. Sanura hadn't moved and was still chanting. Senui felt some of his magic start leaking away. Looking to his shield, he saw strands of black steam hissing away. That fog was eating away the shield!
"Okay, now I know what's going on. This fog must be some sort of thing that drains away energy." said Senui to himself, "So what am I doing? While I'm talking to myself she's getting stronger and stronger!" Senui ran closer to Sanura and shot a beam of Shadow Magic from a finger. She grimaced in pain and stopped chanting to swipe at him again with her sizzling black claws. Senui winced as the sharp magic sliced through his robes and grazed his chest, shallow, but enough to draw blood.
* Ra, now I know why I wear so many layers of clothing. * thought Senui backing away. Sanura approached him slowly lashing out now and then but totally missing as if toying with him. * I never liked doing this trick before, but it just might save me this time. * He plucked a white feather from inside his sleeve and held it tightly in his palm.
Just as Sanura was about to strike again and finish him off when he opened his hands and flung hundreds of white feathers at her; blinding her vision. Sanura tried to see though the tumult of white feathers, but their downfall never seemed to cease. Senui continued the multiplying of the feathers as he edged around the girl until he was right behind her. Waiting at just the right moment. He shot black beams of magic from his fingers to her neck. The magic was just enough to stun her. She fell over with a wail and lay still.
When the feathers had all fallen to the ground. They faded one by one until there was only one left. Senui picked it back up and put it into his sleeve again. "Senui has proved to be the victor! Round one has ended. There will now be a break for the participants." shouted Seth.
As Senui entered the waiting room he glared at anyone daring them to laugh and then sat down with a contented sigh. "That was a good win." said Ankhkare. Senui ignored the complement and continued glaring at people.
"Well . . . good luck for round two." said Ankhkare holding out a hand.
"Shut-up you green hair freak. I don't need any luck." sniffed Senui.
*
Bakura lounged against the wall with his Diabaundo next to him. * The Sennen Items will be mine soon enough. Stupid 'prince-sama', and his father. Those Sennen Items will soon belong to me. * thought Bakura fervently.
*
Marik edged around the people in the crowd and sneaked over to the waiting room. Many people were inside it. And the fact that almost all of them had black hair didn't help either. Quietly he called out his sister's name as he walked around.
"Marik! What are you doing here?" asked a voice behind him. Marik jumped in surprise. It was Isis.
"I'm looking for you. After the tournament ends I'm taking you back home." whispered Marik firmly.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." said Isis sympathetically, "Now go, before the guards come back and catch you."
"I'm gonna help you sister. The pharaoh is going to pay. I promise." said Marik to himself as he melted back into the crowd.
* * * * to be continued . . . maybe * * *
Well, what do you think? That's all I have to say now but SCHOOL'S OUT!
Bye -Fire Pendant
