Hotaru: hi guys, welcome back.

Malik: what am I doing here?!

Hotaru: co-hosting?

Malik: what?!

Hotaru: *shrugs* I wanted you to do the disclaimer. Please

Malik: NO!

Hotaru: *super chibi puppy dog eyes* please

Malik: no!

Hotaru: *atomic super chibi puppy dog eyes* Pwease?

Malik: fine! Disclaimer: she doesn't own anything.

Hotaru: thank you Malik. Now you can leave.

Malik: *walks out*

Hotaru: BUT WATCH OUT FOR BAKURA'S-

BZZZZZAP!

Hotaru: electric fence...he put it in the doorway to keep people out.

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The new slave was worth keeping for all the strength she had, but her tongue was getting her into trouble. After two days her back was already covered in scars from the overseer's whip. But she didn't care. She barely even flinched as they whipped her. This Puzzled Seto because he couldn't quite figure out how to break her. More than that whenever he was passing through the area where the slaves were working he always looked for her. On the third day he sent for her to meet him. She had no idea what this was but she was smart enough to know something was up. As she walked into the records room where Seto was working she looked at all the scrolls. Her curiosity was peeked by one particular one that seemed to call to her. She picked it up, unrolled it, and then began to read. Seto walked up from behind her but was silent. After about a minute he decided to speak.

"You can read?" he asked. She turned and looked into his beautiful icy blue eyes.

"Of course" she said with the air of a priestess. Seto smiled and looked over at the scroll she was holding.

"Aw, the history of Anubis. One of my personal favorites" he said. She looked at him like he was insane. Why was he telling her this? To make small talk, or was he trying to get to her? "A courier brought this to me today." He held up a piece of papyrus that was sealed with the emblem of the second in command of the pharaoh's army. The seal was already broken, showing that he'd already read it. Her eyes widened slightly.

"But without your name I can't be sure that it's yours" he said in an almost taunting voice. "So tell me, what is your name?" She growled slightly as she thought of her options.

"Safiya" she answered in a quiet tone. He smiled and handed her the letter. She opened it and read. It read:

What evil thing have you done to me so that I find myself in this miserable situation? What have I done to you, that you vex me so where I have done you no harm? What have I done when I was your husband, and even to this day, that I would need to hide? Through the words of my mouth I will go to trial before the nine gods, who sit in the West. Then they will have to decide between you and me. What have I done to you?

You became my wife when I was young. Later I assumed several offices. I never left you nor gave you any cause for sorrow. But you won't let me be happy. I will call you to account, for right shall be separated from wrong.

Remember how when I trained the pharaoh's officers and charioteers, I made them come and throw themselves down before you. They brought presents and put them at your feet. I hid nothing from you as long as I lived. Not once did I go as an adulterer into another house. I let no man tell me what to do with you. When I was moved to my present post, it was impossible to come home as I had done before, so I sent you my oil and bread and my clothes, and they were brought to you.

You don't know how much good I have done to you. I always asked how you were. When you were ill I had the head doctor come and he prepared the medicines and did everything you asked. When I traveled south with the pharaoh, my thoughts were always with you. I spent the eight months without eating and drinking like a real man.

You had it all and still you left. I wish you the best, even if you wish ill of me. Kaphiri.

"He cares deeply for you" Seto said. Safiya looked up at him and glared.

"Had you known what he was really like, you would not say that" she replied. "The way he writes it he was acting a God to me. But that is only what he wishes to recount. What has happened there I will never forget, and I will never return."

"If he orders it, you would be made to return." Seto pointed out. "But if you hold your tongue...perhaps you've moved away from here." He had found her weakness. She lowered her head sadly and nodded.

"Alright"

"Alright, what?" he asked with a sadistic tone.

"Alright, master" she could barely get out that last word. And after saying it she felt as if a small piece of her had died.

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Seto was talking to Yami about a drought that had been predicted. But Yami wasn't listening.

"Seto, what happened to that slave girl" he asked. Seto gave him a rather peeved look.

"I think the oncoming drought is more important than that" he said.

"Just tell me" Yami growled.

"She's around." Just then Safiya walked in carrying a scroll. She bowed to Yami and Seto then stood straight.

"Master Seto" she asked. Yami raised an eyebrow at his friend and Seto avoided eye contact with him.

"Yes?"

"Sir, I was looking these over in my free time and I wished to speak with you. I believe you made a mistake." If Seto was a bird he would've fluffed his feathers up till he looked like a cotton ball with eyes. The idea that he had made a mistake was intolerable!

"Be silent" he snapped. She nodded but Yami raised a hand.

"Let's hear what she has to say" he said. "This should be good." She thought of growling at him but a look from Seto stopped her. She unrolled the scroll and showed it to Seto.

"See here it says that twelve years from Ra's peek of power, there will be a great drought that shall wither the plants. Now it seems that you concluded that this year was it."

"Yes" Yami said "continue."

"But sir, as the great Book of the Sun states 'like the beautiful light that shines down from above. My power shall see no end, and though the light may flee for a night, my power shall never waver.'" She replied. Seto and Yami were stunned. "The scroll was merely saying that we be wary of new gods. And besides you translated it wrong. It doesn't say 'drought' it says 'doubt.'" Seto was livid! How could a mere slave prove him wrong?!

"Enough" Seto barked.

"Now Seto, you must admit she has proven you wrong" Yami muttered though he too was upset. Only two kinds of people could know something like that. Well educated Tomb Robbers and Priests/Priestesses.

"How do you know that" Seto asked. Yami wanted to know as well. But Safiya fell silent. Her eyes went blank and she moved to leave, but Seto grabbed her by the shoulder. She screamed and he let go in shock. "Why?" She gave him a sorrowful look and pulled on the collar of her shirt to show him. A long, bloody, gash ran from one shoulder blade to the next. A whip had done it but it had been a violent attack, not just for punishment. He lifted up the back of her shirt (not the front, shame on Hentai's) revealing four more, long, whip marks.

"Who did this" he asked. She shook her head and put her shirt back down. As she did he reached out and held her hands. There were marks around her wrists, like she'd been tied. Yami watched to see what would happen and Seto gave him a look that said 'I'll be back' and led Safiya out to the hall. "Tell me who did this" his voice held a rage that even she feared. She muttered something in Egyptian, but not normal Egyptian. This was the language that only the priests and priestesses used. (I shall translate for you!)

"I know not his name for I hadn't the time to ask" she muttered. Seto clenched his fists and in the same language answered.

"You hadn't the time to ask?! How can you be so damn calm about it?!" he asked. She looked into his icy eyes and some of the old flame came back to them.

"You held it above me, you killed my soul. And now you expect me to be angry" she asked. "This doesn't matter to me. Just leave me alone!"

"I can't, this involves me because you belong to me" the second those words left his mouth she was after his blood. She punched him across the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

"I belong only to Bastet and I listen only to Bastet. You have no right to OWN me" she hissed. Two guards appeared around a corner, and restrained her, though she gave no struggle, while Seto stood up. Her fate was sealed and she knew it. The penalty for striking a priest was death. Unquestionable, unstoppable, unavoidable, and exactly what she wanted. As they walked her out she gave Seto one last, long, look. Yami walked out to see what the noise was.

"Seto, what did she do" he asked, no demanded.

"Answered my first question." He answered. "Yami, you can't let her die!" He ran through the events and Yami shook his head.

"I can't, even I have no say in this" he said.

"She's a goddess! An Embodiment of the goddess Bastet! You can't Kill Bastet" Seto snapped.

"She's-" he asked

"YES!"

"There's no way that a slave could be" but Yami stopped as his eyes became round. "They're going to doom us all!" Seto nodded and he and Yami ran off to stop the death of the Cat Goddess Bastet. (1)

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Hotaru: coolness?

Yami Bakura: whatever

Hotaru: your going to make your big intro in the next chapter my dear albino.

Yami Bakura: stop calling me that!

Hotaru: NO!

Yami: oh Ra!

Malik: REVIEW!!! If Hotaru gets 2 reviews she says she'll turn off the-

Hotaru: Human Bug zapper? YEAH! So Review or Malik is trapped in here forever.

Malik: HELP!!! She's insane I tell you, insane!

Hotaru: oh yes and this (1) is an author's note. I'm going to quote from a site that I found while researching stuff for a school paper.

Bastet

( Bast, Ubasti )

Egyptian cat goddess. A goddess of the home and of the domestic cat, although she sometimes took on the war-like aspect of a lioness. Daughter of the sun god Re, although sometimes regarded as the daughter of Amun. Wife of Ptah and mother of the lion-god Mihos. Her cult was centered on her sanctuary at Bubastis in the delta region, where a necropolis has been found containing mummified cats. Bast was also associated with the 'eye of Re', acting as the instrument of the sun god's vengeance. She was depicted as a cat or in human form with the head of a cat, often holding the sacred rattle known as the sistrum.

Hotaru: okay then. Oh and that letter to Safiya was found in a book called "the curse of the pharaohs" written by Philipp Vandenberg. Thank you.