Chapter 2
" I have honestly never seen someone more...accurate." Yami shook his head. " Good Ra! Even the prophet back at Egypt, the old prophet whom the gods loved even he wasn't as accurate as Seto was!"
Seto put down his fork. He suddenly lost his appetite.
" So did you lose this power somehow?" Honda asked.
Seto was silent for a moment.
" I guess." Seto answered finally. " There was a time when I didn't have any more
visions." He said nothing more.
Yami looked at him queerly. Seto wasn't telling them something.
Seto was tired. Why was he tired? Even when working his hardest with the
company he had never been this tired.
*FLASH!*
Out of a painting the blonde and beautiful woman stepped out. She was in a
castle.
" Pegasus..."
*FLASH!*
Seto was standing there, facing Weevil. He was tired like before. Weevil was going to draw his great moth out of its cocoon.
*FLASH!*
" Pegasus, stop!" Seto yelled. Pegasus did not have an evil look in his eyes. In
fact, he had a serious and concerned look. Nevertheless, Seto was afraid. " What
are you doing?"
" Why are you asking me?" The other man answered, his voice sounding nervous.
" You're the one that's seeing these visions! I'm trying to help you! But first of all,
how can you explain that?!"
Seto looked back. There was a painting. A chair. Next to the window. But
before, there had been a blonde and beautiful woman sitting there, poised,
smiling. Now, everything was there. Except for the one in the spotlight.
" What happened to Cecilia?"
*FLASH!*
" Seto?"
Seto groaned, feeling his body sway. He felt pain on his side and sudden coldness. Dark shadows swirled before his eyes. Strong arms pulled him up and cradled him. He opened his eyes. Dimly he could make out ruby red eyes. Yami.
" Get some water!"
*FLASH!*
" Listen to me, Seto," Seto continued to struggle against the arms that held him. "
Listen to me! You have to understand. Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you. I
found out what was wrong with you. Onegai, let me help you. That was what Fate
has been doing!"
" Leave me alone!" Seto shouted, growling, although his heart tightened with fear.
He bucked and kicked, finally freeing himself. Then he bolted. He did not turn
back-
Suddenly he fell. Someone covered his body and pinned Seto to the ground.
" Seto," said the voice, " I know what is wrong with you. You have to listen to me.
I want to help you."
" If you want to help me, then let me go!" Seto jerked, but the body was too heavy.
He couldn't move. He was suffocating. He was being squished to death. Darkness
was before his eyes.
" The only way to help you is-"
*FLASH!*
" Hey babe, whatcha doin?" Said a man with brown hair and green eyes. Anzu
sneered and turned around. Honda came forward.
" What do you want with her, Duncan?" He hissed.
" You stay away from her, Honda." Duncan answered. " Or you'll have a piece of
"
A swirl. Nighttime. Honda lay on the floors of the alley, blood pouring from
his mouth. Footsteps came running.
" Honda? Honda?" Then Jou appeared. He stared at his friend and for a long
while could not move...
December twenty fifth. Christmas.
*FLASH!*
It was hot. It was really hot. The sands were burning at his feet. Seto looked
up and saw the sun.
" Pharaoh, it is time." He said to someone beside him.
The Pharaoh nodded. " Come, Seto. The prophet says that you need help
now. Shall we?"
*FLASH!*
Seto screamed. He clutched at his eyes, choking on the water. Yami grabbed
his head and began to warm it, wiping off the sweat and stroking it. He did not
know why, but he thought it made sense. Seto's blue eyes were glowing. The color
inside the rings were bright and Seto was pale and trembling. Seto was in pain.
Ryou grabbed Seto's hand and Yugi the other, but Yami supported most of Seto's upper body.
" Carry him to the couch." Honda said, and Anzu lead the frightened Mokuba
away.
" His head!" Mokuba cried. " The pain always comes from his eyes, and goes up to
the head! You need to keep it warm!"
Just as Yami thought. Though cold might have been more logical, he felt that it might bring more visions. Warmth coaxes sleep.
Yami began stroking Seto's hair and massaging the back of his head, knowing the two points that connect with the eyes. Seto's eyes flickered a little, and the glow faded every so slightly.
" He's so light." He said to Yami Bakura, who had been startled out. Yami Bakura blinked. He was not interested in the CEO at first, until he noticed his glowing eyes. Not offering any help, the yami was content to just watch as Yami Yugi comforted the tall boy. Finally, the glow died. Seto closed his eyes. Then he tried to sit up.
" Ah, iie, not if you value your...sanity." Yami warned. Seto looked at him.
" What just happened?" He asked.
" Aren't you going to tell us?" Yami Bakura was not happy.
" Iie, I meant...am I on a couch?" Seto made one more attempt to sit up, but was
pushed down by Honda. " I am on a couch! How long did that happen? Owwww..."
He gave up. His eyes hurt.
" You had us worried sick, man." Jou said to him. Seto suddenly waved his hand at him for him to stop talking. He was still holding his eyes.
" What happened?" Yami asked after a moment.
" I went to vision overdrive." Seto answered while trying to massage his eyes. " I
was seeing all these things so quickly. Last time it happened was the last time it
happened before I totally bro-" He stopped.
" Before you totally what?" Yami asked.
" Before the accident." Seto answered.
Yami Bakura narrowed his eyes at Seto suspiciously. He didn't say anything though.
" Uhn, it's starting again," Seto paled. Yami immediately started doing what he did before, doing anything to get the blood to flow into the brain. Seto's eyes flickered for a brief moment before dying.
" I swear there is something really wrong with him." Yami Bakura said to Yami.
Not that he cared though.
Really?
" He's awfully light." Yami kept on saying. " Do you think he might be sick?"
" Why should I care?" The tomb robber sniffed.
To his surprise Yami suddenly started laughing.
" Ah, I know you, Bakura. You always seem that way. Aren't you curious about
your future?"
" Nani?" But Yami was already gone, off to Yugi's guestroom.
" Matte!"
*FLASH!*
The Pharaoh stood proud and tall at the top of the altar above the crowd. This time, Seto could not understand what he was saying. His eyes looked over and spotted him, and while he spoke his eyes remained on him. Seto shivered. Why was the Pharaoh looking at him like that?
A swirl. Forboth Year 3. Noontime. Seto was called to the royal chambers
and the Pharaoh greeted him kindly.
" I've noticed you have magical powers, Seto." He began. " And rather strong
ones, to command the Blue Eyes White Dragon."
" Yes, Pharaoh."
A swirl. Forboth Year 4. Seto was attacked at night and violated. The next day he was no longer the same. The Pharaoh worried but did not suspect.
*FLASH!*
" Seto!"
" Seto!"
*FLASH!*
" Seto, are you alright?"
Seto looked at Yami Bakura. What the heck?
" What are you doing here?"
" What do you think? With you screaming and all that, I couldn't even have a
moment's peace!"
Seto sighed. " I'm sorry. It was disturbing."
" What did you see?"
" The past. And..." Seto stared at Yami Bakura for a moment. Then he paled.
" Nani?" Yami Bakura blinked.
" Kami-sama..." Seto breathed, before getting out of bed and hurrying as far away
from Yami Bakura as possible. His eyes began glowing again. Yami Bakura sighed
in relief as Jou and Honda came in.
" Yo, Seto, what's...the matter with you? Seto?"
*FLASH!*
" I see people dying."
" What else do you see?"
" Blood. Murder. Darkness and shadows. Eyes of mortals that are glazed with
madness."
" Are you afraid, Seto?"
" Hai. I'm very very afraid."
*FLASH!*
" I see people dying."
" What else do you see?"
" Old spirits leaking out of their tombs. Characters from paintings moving from
the paper, from the frames, their ghostly hands stretching out to me."
" Are you afraid, Seto?"
" Hai. I'm very very afraid."
" Why?"
" I don't want to know."
*FLASH!*
Seto realized he had fallen again and this time it was Yami Bakura who was trying to stop the visions. He had a look on his face that suggested annoyance.
And no wonder too.
" Would you stop screaming?"
Seto sighed. This is getting annoying. Now he's falling all over the place.
Jolly.
" Seto, come on." Yami helped him up. Seto sighed.
" I'm tired."
" I know."
Seto started to sway again. Not because he was having another vision. He was so tired...
A tingling shot up in his back.
" The Phoenix!" He yelled, but did not know why.
" Huh?" Yami looked at Bakura. " What was that?"
Seto blinked. " Hai, what was that?"
Bakura groaned. " Isn't it enough that you're falling all over the place screaming? Now you have to scare the guts out of us? Kami-sama!"
Seto glared at Bakura. " It's not like I enjoy it, baka. Do you honestly think
this is comfortable? My eyes feel like they're going to pop out and don't you start!"
" I'll pop them out for you. Save both of us the trouble."
" That's why I told you not to start. I knew you were going to say that!" Seto
sighed. " Now, what day is today? Sunday. Kuso." He started forward and tripped.
Yami caught him.
" Get off me!" Seto was upset now. He went out of the room in a bad mood. Then it hit him again, flashes after flashes, visions after visions. A fire. Murder. Dark nights. War.
Screaming now, he felt himself fall down the stairs, before completely engulfing in his line of visions, visions of the past and the future.
*FLASH!*
The Blue Eyes White Dragon was humming. It was a sound like a humpback whale singing, and Seto could hardly believe there was this side to the beautiful yet proud creature. The dragon nudged at him, comforting him. Curling her body and tail around him, she nestled around him. Seto cuddled into the warmth and closed his eyes.
*FLASH!*
" What do you think?"
Shadi sighed. Yami had asked him that for the third time that day. He looked at the young boy sleeping on the bed, his eyes glowing beneath his eyelids. Yami had ordered Bakura to do the comforting but it seemed Bakura wasn't good at it. It didn't matter, Shadi saw what Yami wanted.
" Well?"
To be honest, Shadi didn't know how to answer. He thought that this was quite bizarre. It was more than just bizarre. It was just plain...
Well, even weird would be too shallow for it.
" I don't really know...it seems that Seto has great magic and...is favored, somehow. I'm not sure who." In fact, Shadi didn't even know what he was talking about.
But Yami seemed to understand. He nodded thoughtfully. Shadi watched Seto. The glowing had died down.
" I'll take a look at him, now." Shadi said uncomfortably. When Seto was sleeping, he looked like a young child. Indeed, Seto still is a child. A very weatherworned child to him, but a child compared to most people.
Shadi was never so uncomfortable with this, but doing this to Seto...the thought made him hesitate.
You're just going to help him. He convinced himself.
I know. He thought. But what lies inside?
He drove the key in, and turned.