Chapter Five: Seva
Eve sat in stony silence as Marik dispatched one of his Rare Hunters on another mission. She was once again in her long white dress, and this piece of clothing felt more natural than those she had been wearing back at her home.
But that place was not home to her any more.
Home is where the heart is.
And her heart was with Marik.
As the Rare Hunter left, Eve felt a presence in her mind. She looked up at Marik, but it was not him who was doing this to her.
"Hello again, Eve."
"What do you want?" asked Eve mentally. She had had a lot of practice doing this at school, so she could make it look as though nothing was happening, and that she was just thinking.
"I have an offer for you, Eve."
"Tell me who you are first."
"As you wish. My name is Seva."
"That is not really helping," thought Eve.
"Deal with it," ordered the voice - Seva. "I want you to pass on a little message for me to Marik."
"No!"
"If you do not, I will have to force you to do that. And I can assure you, it will not be pleasant. For you, or for Marik."
"What is it you want me to tell my master?" asked Eve, not willing to hurt Marik.
"Just this," said Seva, and proceeded to tell Eve what she wanted her to do.
"No! I will not tell him that!"
"Then I will make you. After all, mind control is a wonderful thing. I'm sure your dear Marik knows that."
Eve's mind was swiftly overpowered by threats against Marik. These threats were accompanied by very graphic images of Marik, and in all of them Marik was in pain.
"Marik!" said Seva, through Eve. "I want to tell you something." Seva stood up.
"What?!" demanded Marik, annoyed.
"Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if you wished to join me in my plan to take over the world, that's all."
"What?!" repeated Marik.
"You see, there's no point in two evils doing it when they could join forces and become the greatest evil the world has ever known."
"What?"
"But, hey, if you're going to be like that, I'm sure I could find somebody else," said Seva.
"Why would I want to join you?!" demanded Marik. "You are MY servant, not the other way around!"
"Well, no matter what, I'm going to rule."
This was far too much for Marik to handle. He rose from his chair, and struck Eve.
She tumbled to the ground, and Seva released her.
Marik raised his Millennium Rod, and pointed it at Eve. By this time she had regained consciousness, and was staring straight at Marik. "Please! Master! Spare me!"
"She's right, you know," said a voice, a real one, unlike the one in Eve's head.
Marik looked around. "Who are you?! Where are you?!"
"Ask Eve."
"Where is she?!" demanded Marik, grabbing Eve by the throat. "Tell me!"
"On the surface," gasped Eve.
Marik ran from the chamber, and to the surface.
"Now do you see?" asked Seva. "He never cared about you the way you do about him."
Eve nodded. She saw exactly what Seva meant.
* "Hello, Marik," said the voice. "I am Seva."
"Show yourself!"
"As you wish. Look behind you."
Marik did so, and saw a young woman, no, a girl, sitting on a slab of rock. "Seva!" he hissed.
"Such a loyal servant you have there, Marik," said Seva. "It is a pity she does not know the real reason why you wanted her on your side. I know about her powers."
"Powers? She has none!"
"You lie, Marik, you lie. You don't even care about her! You just want to use her!"
"Now you lie!"
"You just want to keep her in the darkness," said Seva. "You want to punish her for your own suffering. I will give her freedom if she joins me."
"She will never! She is mine! I control her! Mind, body and soul!"
"No, you do not!" cried a voice. It was Eve. There were tears in her eyes as she walked towards the two arguers. "Is it true, Marik? Please, tell me you care, that you need me."
"I need no one!" answered Marik.
"Look at him, Eve," said Seva. "He does not respect you. He does not even know the true reason why you are so loyal to him, why you are the only one with that much loyalty."
"You are absolutely right, Seva," said Eve, touching her cheek, which was swelling up from where Marik had hit her. "He knows nothing."
Seva smiled. "I'm glad you understand that. Now, it is time to join me in my plan to take control of the world. I could use someone as smart as you. I need a new general, anyways."
"Come back!" ordered Marik.
"Oh, look at that," mocked Seva. "The master needs his slave, he has become so dependent on her. You might even say he l-"
"Silence!" shouted Marik. "You know nothing!"
"I know everything," replied Seva calmly. "You have no power, Marik. Eve is the one with the power. You may claim lineage from the Ancient Egyptians, but Eve can trace hers back a long way, too. Why do you think you were so drawn to her, why you sensed power from her? She enchanted you, Marik! She has bewitched you!"
The air was filled with silence as the three people just stared at each other. Eve looked very lost between Seva and Marik. Then she remembered something that Odion had said to her one day.
'It looks as if Akhenaton has found his Nefertiti.'
"Well," whispered Eve, "this Nefertiti is going free."
"What?!" asked Seva.
"I am not serving you, Seva. You are just a coward, and a thief! You threatened to hurt Marik, and that is how you could control me! Well, not anymore!"
"Oh, I can hurt Marik, just you wait and see!" screeched Seva.
Suddenly, up came a sandstorm, surrounding Marik and Eve. When it subsided, Seva was gone.
Eve sat in stony silence as Marik dispatched one of his Rare Hunters on another mission. She was once again in her long white dress, and this piece of clothing felt more natural than those she had been wearing back at her home.
But that place was not home to her any more.
Home is where the heart is.
And her heart was with Marik.
As the Rare Hunter left, Eve felt a presence in her mind. She looked up at Marik, but it was not him who was doing this to her.
"Hello again, Eve."
"What do you want?" asked Eve mentally. She had had a lot of practice doing this at school, so she could make it look as though nothing was happening, and that she was just thinking.
"I have an offer for you, Eve."
"Tell me who you are first."
"As you wish. My name is Seva."
"That is not really helping," thought Eve.
"Deal with it," ordered the voice - Seva. "I want you to pass on a little message for me to Marik."
"No!"
"If you do not, I will have to force you to do that. And I can assure you, it will not be pleasant. For you, or for Marik."
"What is it you want me to tell my master?" asked Eve, not willing to hurt Marik.
"Just this," said Seva, and proceeded to tell Eve what she wanted her to do.
"No! I will not tell him that!"
"Then I will make you. After all, mind control is a wonderful thing. I'm sure your dear Marik knows that."
Eve's mind was swiftly overpowered by threats against Marik. These threats were accompanied by very graphic images of Marik, and in all of them Marik was in pain.
"Marik!" said Seva, through Eve. "I want to tell you something." Seva stood up.
"What?!" demanded Marik, annoyed.
"Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if you wished to join me in my plan to take over the world, that's all."
"What?!" repeated Marik.
"You see, there's no point in two evils doing it when they could join forces and become the greatest evil the world has ever known."
"What?"
"But, hey, if you're going to be like that, I'm sure I could find somebody else," said Seva.
"Why would I want to join you?!" demanded Marik. "You are MY servant, not the other way around!"
"Well, no matter what, I'm going to rule."
This was far too much for Marik to handle. He rose from his chair, and struck Eve.
She tumbled to the ground, and Seva released her.
Marik raised his Millennium Rod, and pointed it at Eve. By this time she had regained consciousness, and was staring straight at Marik. "Please! Master! Spare me!"
"She's right, you know," said a voice, a real one, unlike the one in Eve's head.
Marik looked around. "Who are you?! Where are you?!"
"Ask Eve."
"Where is she?!" demanded Marik, grabbing Eve by the throat. "Tell me!"
"On the surface," gasped Eve.
Marik ran from the chamber, and to the surface.
"Now do you see?" asked Seva. "He never cared about you the way you do about him."
Eve nodded. She saw exactly what Seva meant.
* "Hello, Marik," said the voice. "I am Seva."
"Show yourself!"
"As you wish. Look behind you."
Marik did so, and saw a young woman, no, a girl, sitting on a slab of rock. "Seva!" he hissed.
"Such a loyal servant you have there, Marik," said Seva. "It is a pity she does not know the real reason why you wanted her on your side. I know about her powers."
"Powers? She has none!"
"You lie, Marik, you lie. You don't even care about her! You just want to use her!"
"Now you lie!"
"You just want to keep her in the darkness," said Seva. "You want to punish her for your own suffering. I will give her freedom if she joins me."
"She will never! She is mine! I control her! Mind, body and soul!"
"No, you do not!" cried a voice. It was Eve. There were tears in her eyes as she walked towards the two arguers. "Is it true, Marik? Please, tell me you care, that you need me."
"I need no one!" answered Marik.
"Look at him, Eve," said Seva. "He does not respect you. He does not even know the true reason why you are so loyal to him, why you are the only one with that much loyalty."
"You are absolutely right, Seva," said Eve, touching her cheek, which was swelling up from where Marik had hit her. "He knows nothing."
Seva smiled. "I'm glad you understand that. Now, it is time to join me in my plan to take control of the world. I could use someone as smart as you. I need a new general, anyways."
"Come back!" ordered Marik.
"Oh, look at that," mocked Seva. "The master needs his slave, he has become so dependent on her. You might even say he l-"
"Silence!" shouted Marik. "You know nothing!"
"I know everything," replied Seva calmly. "You have no power, Marik. Eve is the one with the power. You may claim lineage from the Ancient Egyptians, but Eve can trace hers back a long way, too. Why do you think you were so drawn to her, why you sensed power from her? She enchanted you, Marik! She has bewitched you!"
The air was filled with silence as the three people just stared at each other. Eve looked very lost between Seva and Marik. Then she remembered something that Odion had said to her one day.
'It looks as if Akhenaton has found his Nefertiti.'
"Well," whispered Eve, "this Nefertiti is going free."
"What?!" asked Seva.
"I am not serving you, Seva. You are just a coward, and a thief! You threatened to hurt Marik, and that is how you could control me! Well, not anymore!"
"Oh, I can hurt Marik, just you wait and see!" screeched Seva.
Suddenly, up came a sandstorm, surrounding Marik and Eve. When it subsided, Seva was gone.