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would have put Anzu together with Yugi? PLEASE! If it were up to me, Anzu
would have died a LONG time ago.
/`/`/`/`/`/`Alexandria, Egypt (1)`/`/`/`/`/`/
Slaves. Worthless people who don't have a right to live. They only had one purpose in life and that is to serve their masters. Pathetic.
If it were up to me I would kill every single one of them, slowly and painfully. They're a waste of space if you ask me.
Most of them don't know their place. They actually sit on their master's beds and chairs! Some slaves believe that they're equals to us, the higher class. How dare they even think of such a thing! Slaves were born to follow orders, nothing else. They're not worth more then animals.
There's a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I shout, agitated that someone has interrupted my thoughts. A servant girl enters slowly. Her chestnut hair is tied loosely in a ponytail and her jade eyes look at the ground. I sense that there's a great wave of uneasiness around her. So she's scared of me huh?
Good.
"His Majesty would like to see you in his chambers, High Priest." Still avoiding my eyes, she drops into a curtsy. I sigh and rub my forehead.
"What does he want?" The girl finally looks up, startled that I hadn't addressed the Pharaoh as 'his Majesty'. She quickly looks down at the floor, remembering that she's staring at me. Could these *things* be any more stupid?
"I think it has to do with picking out a new slave, sire." Damn! I sigh again and pass her, heading to the Pharaoh's bedchambers. The girl follows a few steps behind me as is proper.
Why do I always need to be dragged into these stupid meetings? I don't care what slave we choose. In the end they'll either end up dead or used as a plaything for the nobles. All in all, I could care less.
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"So glad you could finally join us Sephiroth." Yami calls to me as I enter the room. I just ignore him and sit at my usual spot at the large rectangular table.
"You may leave now Ninawa." Yami says to the girl that had come here with me. She curtsy's and leaves.
I look around the table and finally realize that there are others here, not just me.
There is a woman with blonde hair and deep violet eyes. She keeps a steady gaze at me, as if she were looking into my soul. It's very unnerving, so I look away. Beside her is a guy with pure white hair and chocolate eyes that look very sinister, like he's hiding something from the world. His arms are crossed and he snarls at me. I glare at him.
Needles to say I don't trust any of them.
I know who they are. I've known them since we were kids but I never liked either of them.
The woman's name is Mai Tsuaki. She's a sorceress from Lower Egypt. She doesn't talk very much, unless something important comes up. But when she looks into your eyes, she knows who you are. You can't hide anything from her.
Then there's Bakura Kasumi. He's the General of the Egyptian army and is he a sarcastic son of a b*tch. We've hated each other for as long as I remember. He blames me for the death of his lover; Ryou and I blame him for losing Mokuba.
"Morning Mai. Bakura." I say, nodding to each of them, though the look of dislike is clearly on my face.
Mai nods back to me but says nothing. Bakura looks away from my gaze and turns to Yami.
"So, why do we need to come on this little trip also?" Bakura asks. Yami smiles.
"I need to get a new slave for myself but I would like you all to come with me. You all need to get out of the palace more!" I can't believe this! Yami is dragging me outside with him to get a slave, knowing how much I resent those low class idiots!
"And before you say anything Seth, yes you have to come with me." I scowled.
"Thanks allot Yami." I mumble.
"Come now, who knows? Something good may come out of all this!"
I don't answer him but instead take hold of my Millennium Rod. Spinning it in my fingers I bow to Yami and leave his chambers.
All I know is one thing.
One little trip will not change my mind about those low-life slaves.
Nothing ever will.
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(1): For those of you who don't know, Alexandria was the capital of Ancient Egypt. In Yu-Gi-Oh it never says that's where Yami ruled, but I thought it made sense if that's where I put the palace.
Mid-S: Yay, my first chapter's done! ^__^
YMS: Thank god! Imagine how much all those poor people had to wait until you got off your lazy ass and actually wrote something.
Mid-S:...I have no comment.
YMS: That's a first.
Seto: Why am I so dark in this fic?! .
Mid-S: Because you being this way suits the plot better!
Seto:...Riiiiiiiiiight.
Mid-S: Anywho, how was the first chapter? Should I continue or not? Please R&R!
/`/`/`/`/`/`Alexandria, Egypt (1)`/`/`/`/`/`/
Slaves. Worthless people who don't have a right to live. They only had one purpose in life and that is to serve their masters. Pathetic.
If it were up to me I would kill every single one of them, slowly and painfully. They're a waste of space if you ask me.
Most of them don't know their place. They actually sit on their master's beds and chairs! Some slaves believe that they're equals to us, the higher class. How dare they even think of such a thing! Slaves were born to follow orders, nothing else. They're not worth more then animals.
There's a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I shout, agitated that someone has interrupted my thoughts. A servant girl enters slowly. Her chestnut hair is tied loosely in a ponytail and her jade eyes look at the ground. I sense that there's a great wave of uneasiness around her. So she's scared of me huh?
Good.
"His Majesty would like to see you in his chambers, High Priest." Still avoiding my eyes, she drops into a curtsy. I sigh and rub my forehead.
"What does he want?" The girl finally looks up, startled that I hadn't addressed the Pharaoh as 'his Majesty'. She quickly looks down at the floor, remembering that she's staring at me. Could these *things* be any more stupid?
"I think it has to do with picking out a new slave, sire." Damn! I sigh again and pass her, heading to the Pharaoh's bedchambers. The girl follows a few steps behind me as is proper.
Why do I always need to be dragged into these stupid meetings? I don't care what slave we choose. In the end they'll either end up dead or used as a plaything for the nobles. All in all, I could care less.
*********************************************
"So glad you could finally join us Sephiroth." Yami calls to me as I enter the room. I just ignore him and sit at my usual spot at the large rectangular table.
"You may leave now Ninawa." Yami says to the girl that had come here with me. She curtsy's and leaves.
I look around the table and finally realize that there are others here, not just me.
There is a woman with blonde hair and deep violet eyes. She keeps a steady gaze at me, as if she were looking into my soul. It's very unnerving, so I look away. Beside her is a guy with pure white hair and chocolate eyes that look very sinister, like he's hiding something from the world. His arms are crossed and he snarls at me. I glare at him.
Needles to say I don't trust any of them.
I know who they are. I've known them since we were kids but I never liked either of them.
The woman's name is Mai Tsuaki. She's a sorceress from Lower Egypt. She doesn't talk very much, unless something important comes up. But when she looks into your eyes, she knows who you are. You can't hide anything from her.
Then there's Bakura Kasumi. He's the General of the Egyptian army and is he a sarcastic son of a b*tch. We've hated each other for as long as I remember. He blames me for the death of his lover; Ryou and I blame him for losing Mokuba.
"Morning Mai. Bakura." I say, nodding to each of them, though the look of dislike is clearly on my face.
Mai nods back to me but says nothing. Bakura looks away from my gaze and turns to Yami.
"So, why do we need to come on this little trip also?" Bakura asks. Yami smiles.
"I need to get a new slave for myself but I would like you all to come with me. You all need to get out of the palace more!" I can't believe this! Yami is dragging me outside with him to get a slave, knowing how much I resent those low class idiots!
"And before you say anything Seth, yes you have to come with me." I scowled.
"Thanks allot Yami." I mumble.
"Come now, who knows? Something good may come out of all this!"
I don't answer him but instead take hold of my Millennium Rod. Spinning it in my fingers I bow to Yami and leave his chambers.
All I know is one thing.
One little trip will not change my mind about those low-life slaves.
Nothing ever will.
/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~
(1): For those of you who don't know, Alexandria was the capital of Ancient Egypt. In Yu-Gi-Oh it never says that's where Yami ruled, but I thought it made sense if that's where I put the palace.
Mid-S: Yay, my first chapter's done! ^__^
YMS: Thank god! Imagine how much all those poor people had to wait until you got off your lazy ass and actually wrote something.
Mid-S:...I have no comment.
YMS: That's a first.
Seto: Why am I so dark in this fic?! .
Mid-S: Because you being this way suits the plot better!
Seto:...Riiiiiiiiiight.
Mid-S: Anywho, how was the first chapter? Should I continue or not? Please R&R!
