To Remember Light

By: Rikku24

Chapter 2: Journey to Egypt

This chapter will be a BIT boring due to the fact that it's about a 22 HOUR long airplane trip. Airplane trips are usually boring to begin with so give me a break, k? That's all.

BELOVED COUNTRY

Over three thousand years ago an Egyptians once wrote:

Its fields are full of good things and it has provision for every day
Its granaries overflow, they reach the sky.
Its ponds are full of fishes and its lakes of birds.
Its fields are green with grass and its banks bear dates.
He who lives there is happy,
And the poor man is like the great elsewhere.

-Ancient Egyptian Poem

The sun shone overhead. A few white clouds lazily drifted in the sky. Isis stood at the entrance of her museum. It was quite fantastic. With its silver walls and large banners giving hints and previews to what lay inside. Plenty of people came for the museum was located in the heart of one of the world's largest and busiest cities. New York City to be exact.

Isis entered the museum swiftly and quickly, two security guards following her. Her eyes scanned the crowds, searching and probing.

She talked to several teens, but they all seemed just to be there for the lack of things to do. Isis found a few people interested in Egypt but they weren't interested in going to Egypt or learning more about the Ancient World.

Then Isis' eyes landed on a girl. She was tall and had long brown hair. She was intently studying the hieroglyphs. Her brown eyes searched the stone intently.  

"So you can read hieroglyphs?" Isis asked.

"No, but their design interest me. I think they're kinda cool. It's amazing how the Egyptians carved them into the stone so perfectly," the girl said with enthusiasm.

"Would you like to go to Egypt some day? To see the sites and the pyramids?" Isis asked, maybe this was the person she was searching for.

"As much as Ancient Egypt interests me, dancing is where my passion lies," the girl said.

"Oh…" Isis replied, slightly disappointed.

Utter silence enfolded the two and eventually the girl departed, dance rehearsal.

Isis sighed. This would be harder than she thought.

But she did not give up; instead she continued to search. Isis' haste almost caused her failure. She barely caught sight of a girl. This girl somehow seemed different, she stuck out. Yet she was no different from any other person in the museum. She was staring at some hieroglyphs, reading them. Isis could see it in her eyes.

A group of adolescents. Walked up to the stone carvings and studied them. One seemed a bit confused but was smart enough to ask the girl. She answered him quickly, telling the group what the hieroglyphs said. But ended up getting carried away and lost in her own thoughts.

It wasn't until Isis appeared that the group said a quick thanks and left and the girl came to her senses. She looked around, a bit surprised, and her eyes landed on Isis.

The girl had to look up slightly to see Isis, for Isis was about five inches taller than the girl (5' 7''). The girl had bluish-green eyes that seemed to be an ocean in themselves. But the ocean held sadness. It had a bit too much salt water in it to be happy.

"Hello. Can you really read hieroglyphs?" Isis asked, a little too curious.

"Yes. I taught myself them at the orphanage. With so much free time, I'm surprised I didn't learn Japanese and Portuguese as well," the girl said.

Isis nodded in understanding and thoughtfulness.

"What is your name, child?" Isis asked in a way she would ask a toddler.

"I am no child. I am a girl of 14," the girl growled.

"Excuse me. Well, miss-I'm-14-and-proud-of-it what is your name? If I may ask?" Isis said.

"Tell me yours first," the girl said, not a drop of trust in her voice or eyes.

"Isis Ishtar, founder of this museum," Isis said, with a touch of pride in her voice.

The girl's eyes widened at this.

"M-my name is…is Trinity….Trinity Ariake Soradanomi," the girl said.

Isis nodded. Now to see how trustful this girl was.

"Tell me about yourself," Isis suggested in a friendly matter.

"Why? You do realize that kids my age shouldn't be talking to strangers, plus you could be trying to kidnap me or something," Trinity said.

"Because it could do you some good if you DO tell me about yourself. I like Ancient Egypt as much as you seem to and you know my name. I don't see how I could be a stranger. Kidnap you? Phaw, I have better things to do then steal away adolescents. I have a museum to run, remember?" Isis explained.

Trinity still seemed hesitant.

"Why don't we go to my office?" Isis suggested, Trinity nodded in response.

Isis led Trinity down several halls and into her office. Isis sat in the chair behind her desk and Trinity took a seat in a chair in front of Isis.

"Now tell me about yourself," Isis said.

Isis was pretty sure she had just found her brother's hope, light. She leaned slightly forward, interested in what this girl was about to say.

"Well, I became an orphan at age 5. I lived in an orphanage pretty much my whole life. Luckily I had some Internet access there and was able to find websites with lessons on how to learn Egyptian Hieroglyphics. After a few years I had learned how to read and write hieroglyphics. At age fourteen I was able to inherit my parents' mansion. They died in a pyramid; a trap took their life. Despite the dangers, I still want to be an Egyptologist like my parents. I have saved up almost every dime I have earned and not used for clothes or food in order to buy an airplane ticket to Egypt. I don't think I'll ever have enough, though. Virtues? Let's see, well…I am friendly and very nice but I suffer emotionally. My whole life has been filled with sorrow, I never had any friends and I still don't have any. Is that good enough for you? Is it?!" Trinity said, tears filling her eyes.

Isis guessed that the tears were caused by memories, just like Malik's tears. 

"Can you meet me here at 10pm tonight with everything you want to take to Egypt packed in a suit case? It just so happens that I have a ticket to Egypt waiting to be used. Your flight leaves at 11pm; I'll have a taxi ready to take you to the airport. That is, are you willing to go to Egypt?" Isis said with a smile on her face.

"Yes! Oh yes! But why are you doing this for me?" Trinity asked, a smile touching both her eyes and mouth.

"It's a long story. Would you like to hear it now or upon your arrival at Egypt?" Isis asked.

"Now since I have nothing else to do but a little packing. If you don't mind, that is," Trinity said politely.

"My brother, Malik Ishtar, is very similar to you. He is an orphan, suffers emotionally, and has almost no friends. He has one though. A few years ago, about six, our father was killed. A mysterious man named Shadi said it was the pharaoh's will that this happened. Something else happened on that day, though. Malik seemed to change. He took control of the Millennium Rod, an item our family had sworn to protect. The power filled him and he changed. The Sennen Eye glowed on his forehead and his hair stood straight up. Using the Millennium Rod, it can be a dagger, Malik killed our father. I don't believe it was Malik, though, but the darkness in him. A creature spawned from Malik's hate, fear, and darkness. When he came to his senses he didn't remember anything. He saw his dead father and that was enough. The words Shadi had said entered his mine and from that point on Malik swore to avenge his pharaoh. For the man had said it was the pharaoh's will that this happened. He has no light, no love, no happiness. I believe in you Trinity…do you think you can bring my brother back to his senses?" Isis asked, almost pleading.

"I-I dunno. I can't guarantee anything but I'll try. What does he look like, though? And how old is this Malik?" Trinity said, looking at the floor.

"He's your age, maybe a little older. Here's a picture," Isis said, handing Trinity a small picture.

Trinity looked the picture over and nodded.

"Okay, I'll do my best! I promise!" Trinity said, every word filled with determination.

"Thank you," Isis said, " you may leave now."

"Okay, bye! See you at ten!" Trinity said, quickly walking out of the room and waving at the same time.

Malik sat on his chair idly tossing the Millennium Rod in his hand. He was bored, Isis was gone, and it was his mind slaves were useless. He was so bored, but so happy as well. Today Yuugi and his friends would receive airplane tickets to Egypt. The friends were only coming so that Yuugi would be more likely to come. Ryou would be coming for Malik enjoyed seeing old friends, even if they inhabited the body of some weakling. Yuugi would be walking right in to a trap yet the trap would be sprung in about a week, hopefully ensnaring Yuugi.

Yuugi walked up to his mailbox and opened the small metal door. He peered into the small enclosure and spotted a brown bulky package labeled- TO: YUUGI MUTOU. He hurriedly pulled it out of the box, grabbing the other letters as an after thought, before dashing into the elevator and heading to his apartment room. He was in New York, New York after all.

Yuugi tore opened the package and looked at what lay inside: One ticket to Luxor, Egypt. The departure was tonight!

"Grandpa look at this!" Yuugi exclaimed.

"Oh what is that?" the old man asked, squinting at the paper in Yuugi's hands.

There was nothing else in the package except for a note reading:

Use this ticket, it is a gift.

 There was no signature or any return address.

Yuugi packed for the next thirty minutes. Somewhere within that time, his friends: Jounouchi, Honda, Anzu, and Ryou called from their apartments saying they got tickets too.

Yuugi looked at the clock, only 9 pm. The plane didn't depart until 11 pm.

Yami had mixed feelings about the whole thing. He thought it was strange but Yuugi could tell he was excited about returning to his homeland.

Yuugi and the gang have been spending their summer in New York City and so far so good. Today they had gone to a museum that was hosting a special exhibit on Egypt. Some girl had even told Honda the meaning of some of the hieroglyphs!

Yuugi sighed, time to continue his packing.

Trinity was obviously more than happy. She packed her bags with a big grin upon her face. Trinity was prepared for this too because she had a travel pack meant for her first trip to Egypt. It included all sorts of necessities. Only a few more hours and her dream would begin.

Finally it was time. Yuugi's grandpa would provide transportation for Yuugi and his friends. It was so exciting, a dream come true.

"I am so glad I'll finally get to see Yami's birthplace," Yuugi said happily.

"Yeah, like this is so exciting!" Anzu exclaimed.     

"Look there's the airport!" Jounouchi said loudly while pointing at the airport.

It was finally happening, it was so exciting and Yuugi was the most exciting of all. It was ironic because, unknown to Yuugi, he was walking right into a trap that could mean his and Yami's end yet he was overjoyed at the same time. 

The form of a young girl stood in front of a dark building. It was the local museum. But why would a girl be in this place and this time of night? The sound of a taxi echoed throughout the night. Within seconds a yellow taxi appeared. It parked in front of the building. A figure emerged from the vehicle and headed towards the girl.

"Come on Trinity. Hurry, will you? I'll come to the airport with you to make sure you get there safely. Plus I have to catch my own plane to Egypt. I'll call you tomorrow night, around 10, ok? You're arriving at about 9:45 pm. It only takes a bit to go from the airport to the Mirage Inn. Hurry, we don't have all day," Isis said quickly, carrying some of Trinity's luggage to the taxi.

Trinity followed closely behind, carrying the rest of the luggage.

"So where in Egypt am I going?" Trinity asked, entering the taxi.

"Luxor. It's on the east side of the Nile River. On the other side are the Valley of the Kings and Valley of the Queens. My home is on the outskirts of town," Isis explained.

"Luxor!? Sweet! That's the place I wanted to go to! Sure Cairo has pyramids but Luxor has all the temples. Even Tutankhamun's tomb is located there. This really is a dream come true," Trinity said happily.

"I guess you can see that. We'll have to find out if it's really a dream though, right? Anyway, we're at the airport. Here's your ticket and your luggage is in the trunk. Your plane leaves at 11:45pm. You ready for a 22 hour long ride?" Isis asked.

"I guess. Well, thanks for everything. Bye!" Trinity said, leaving the taxi.

This was the beginning of her dream, but what would the ending be? It didn't matter now, at the beginning. But who could tell? Would this be short-lived? Or seven days long? These thoughts pondered in Trinity's mind as she headed towards the place where she would board the airplane.

Even though the airplane was small, it still had security. So after five minutes of security, Trinity was able to continue towards the plane.

It was a small and cozy plane. It was basically first class but larger. Only twenty seats were on the plane. Trinity sat down in her window seat and put her head against the pillow.

Boy these pillows and chairs are really soft and comfortable. Trinity thought.

She looked around and saw that other adolescents occupied the seats around her. One of them looked really familiar. His face tugged the back of her mind, but Trinity couldn't quite place it. Two of the teens were playing a game known as duel monsters. Trinity had played it before, in the orphanage. Her deck was a small one of 54 cards and a memento of her parents. But this was a time of happiness, not sad memories.

Back to the duelists. One had tri-colored hair that, for some strange reason, seemed natural rather than colored. The other one had pale skin and snowy white hair. He looked albino but his skin wasn't that pale. His hair wasn't empty of pigment and his eyes were brown rather than pink.

"Yay! I beat you. Dark Magician rules over all! You see Ryou, there is no beating the Heart of the Cards!" the tri-colored hair boy exclaimed happily.

Trinity leaned forward and took a peak at the duel. Sure enough, there was a Dark Magician card on the tri-colored hair boy's side of the hair and no monsters on the other. (AN: Yuugi is dueling, not Yami).

"Oh dear I guess I lost," the boy called Ryou said.

"Excuse me but I don't mean to intrude or anything but uh…I couldn't help that you're duelists. My name's Trintiy and I duel too. I haven't dueled in a while though," Trinity said.

The duelists turned to their attention to the girl.

"Hi, I'm Ryou Bakura," Ryou said.

"I'm Yuugi Mutou," the tri-colored boy said.

"Yuugi Mutou? I heard you are a really good duelist," Trinity said.

"A lot of people say that. I guess my belief in my deck and cards helps me win," Yuugi said with a slight blush.

"Hey! I'm Jounouchi! I enjoy dueling too," a blonde with a Brooklyn accent said.

"Even though you're horrible at it," a familiar-looking boy said jokingly.

It was this boy that I could've sworn I had seen before.

"Lay off Honda!" Jounouchi exclaimed.

"Hey you, Trinity. You look familiar. Were you that girl at the museum?" Honda asked.

"Hold on, let me think. Hm… I don't know. I remember helping someone at the museum. The words on that carving were pretty strange. They made no sense at all. Maybe I was the girl. He he, what a coincidence," Trinity said, laughing. 

"Yeah, really," Honda replied.

"Know what? I challenge one of you to a duel!" Trinity declared.

"I accept your challenge," Yuugi replied.

~

It was a close duel for both Trinity and Yuugi had 200 Life Points.

"I play Ookazi wiping out the last of your Life Points," Yuugi declared, playing the Magic Card.

"You win. Well, good game," Trinity said, shaking Yuugi's hand.

"Hey, I'll duel you!' Jounouchi declared.

"Okay, I guess," Trinity replied, shuffling her deck.

~

The duel was just about over. Not much action was going on until Trinity played her Wingweaver and destroyed Jounouchi's monster. Jounouchi was forced into defensive mode. So on her next turn. Trinity played Harpy's Brother. She attacked Jounouchi's face down monster with her Wingweaver and his Life Points with her Harpy's Brother. This won Trinity the duel.

"Aw man, you're a good duelist," Jounouchi said, rubbing his head in partial frustration.

"I guess," Trinity replied, slightly blushing.

She had only dueled a few times before. Only one of the kids at the orphanage had a dueling deck so Trinity's experience was not that large. Trinity was able to kick that kid's butt in every duel except one. In that duel he succeeded in summoning his three Blue Eyes White Dragons to the field (cough). He left after three games because some strange person adopted him and his brother. Trinity was never adopted. For some strange reason people avoided her. Maybe it had to due with her parents' death but, hey, your guess is as good as anyone else's.

"Man, I'm tired," Jounouchi said, yawning loudly.

"Do these chairs recline?" a girl with short brown hair who was sitting behind Trinity asked.

"Who are you?" Trinity asked, turning around to see the person who asked the question.

"I'm Anzu Masaki, and you are?" Anzu said.

"You can call em Trinity since my full name is too long for a proper conversation to handle. Well, I'll see you guys in the morning. Good Night! … … Ooh, these chairs do recline!" Trinity said before falling asleep in her now reclined chair.

Today the group of adolescents would arrive at their destination for it was five minutes past midnight.

~

It wasn't until 11 am that anyone decided to wake up. Fortunately, being the only ones on board, the stewardess held their breakfast in the kitchen until the group was ready to eat. As to be expected, Jounouchi was ready to eat the second his eyes opened and his stomach grumbled.

When everyone was awake and ready to eat (I'm surprised Jounouchi survived the wait), breakfast was served. Breakfast consisted of orange juice, toast, scrambled eggs, and some fruit.

"Yay, breakfast! Man, I'm sooo hungry," Jounouchi said, drooling slightly.

"Eh, I'm not one for airplane food," Trinity said, looking down at the tray in front of her.

For the next two hours, the group of adolescents dueled, ate, and talked.

"If I duel one more time, I'll die. If I spend one more hour on this plane, I'll lose every bit of sanity in me," Trinity groaned. 

"I second that," Jounouchi said.

"And…we…still…have…SIX HOURS LEFT! Ugh! This flight is EVIL!" Trinity exclaimed.

"I second that," Jounouchi said.

"Is that all you say?" Trinity asked, looking at Jounouchi strangely.

"No," Jounouchi replied.

Another hour of boredom went by. Lucky for them, Honda brought a Gameboy Advance and some entertaining games for it. The group switched off every fifteen minutes, that way everyone had a chance to play. Anzu, however, just read magazines since she did not enjoy playing video games.

About an hour later, it was time for food.

"Boredom…so much boredom," Trinity said in a daze.

"I'm so hungry. What time is it? … THREE PM?! AND I HAVEN'T EATEN LUNCH! I think I'm gonna faint," Jounouchi said faintly.

Everyone was speechless at Jounouchi's outburst.

"Well, I'm gonna go find the stewardess and get some food," Jounouchi said, leaving his chair.

Ten minutes later he came back with the stewardess who had trays of food on a little cart.

"I think I'll have some chips and coke," Trinity said, handing her food to Honda.

"I want it!" Jounouchi whined.

"You had my breakfast you pig," Trinity teased.

Honda stuck his tongue out at Jounouchi while Jounouchi sulked.

"I'm gonna rest so don't wake me up," Trinity said, yawning.

~3 Hours later (I'm running out of ideas. YOU try writing about a 22 HOUR LONG airplane ride and make it sound interesting)

"Ugh, two more hours left. To think, we've been on this plane for 20 hours. I'm surprised no one's died yet," Trinity groaned.

"Guess what? It's DINNER TIME!" Jounouchi exclaimed happily.

"FOOD!" Honda shouted in delight.

"I guess boys will be boys and pigs will be pigs," Anzu sighed. 

"Here are your chicken sandwiches," the stewardess said, passing out trays of chicken sandwiches.

"Is that all you serve?" Trinity asked, handing her tray to a VERY happy Jounouchi.

"What do you expect form airplane food?" the stewardess sniffed.

So, while her sanity drained away, Trinity ate some potato chips.

"It's only seven forty-five. We won't arrive for another two hours," Ryou said.

"Ugh," everyone groaned.

The group ate and slept for another hour and a half.

"Approximately thirty minutes until arrival time. Please be prepared for departure," some person on the intercom announced.

Cheers arose from the group of almost dead adolescents. The stewardess looked slightly freaked out.

"What do you expect form a group of teenagers who have been on an airplane for 22 hours straight?" Ryou told the stewardess.

Within the following thirty minutes, the group talked, packed, and celebrated.

"My dream will finally come true. I-I can't believe this is happening," Trinity told herself.

"Now arriving in Luxor, Egypt. Thank you for riding our airline, we look forward to seeing you again," the same person as before announced on the intercom.

"Bye Trinity! Nice meeting you!" Yuugi said.

"Yeah, what he said," Jounouchi said.

"Okay. Right back at you!" Trinity said, as they departed.

Trinity went to search for the Mirage Inn while dragging her luggage behind her. It was quite easy to find. The night was silent but a soft wind blew through the town. As the door of the inn closed behind Trinity, the wind seemed to speak. Is it a dream come true, Trinity? Is it?

Yuugi and co. searched Luxor for the place where they were staying. It was called the Local Luxor Inn (Everyone: -_-'' CHEESY NAME!). The group booked an EXTRA LARGE room with five comfy beds and two comfy couches. Well, it was really two connected rooms; each with two beds and one couch. Poor Ryou got a couch while everyone else got a bed. (AN" I think they should've gotten rid of Anzu therefore giving everyone a bed and then they could use the couches to rest on). 

Within the night by a window sat a figure. His eyes were looking out of the window, lost in time and space. It was as if he was waiting for something…or someone. This poor alone boy was lost. He was so deep in the hole that it was almost impossible for him to escape (thoughts of certain annoying anti-drug commercials come to mind). The window to Light was blocked by a sinister and even darker figure. Maybe, just maybe, the pain would go away if this boy committed murder. Only time would tell.   

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So how do you like it so far? Please review! I'm doing my best so I'm sorry if there are any punctuation errors or mistakes.