To respond to a review about Pegasus not being able to meet Malik. . . .
Malik and the Rare Hunters were already well known and a smooth-running entity when they were introduced to Battle City in the series, or at least that's how they seemed to me. They found Bandit Keith floating around Duelist Kingdom and picked him up, so that goes to show that they were on their little boat and scoping out Pegasus's tournament, though not actively participating for what we viewers could see. Who knows? They could have been on the island testing out their decks and spiriting away before the finals began as to not be noticed.
In the past chapter, Malik was 14 anyway, so that's two or so years before Battle City.
And besides, I'm saying that it's slightly AU to save my butt with all the inaccuracies *sweatdrop*
Another year and a half has passed, because we all have some sort of idea of what happened in Egypt with the God Cards, even if all we've seen is the dub. . . .
~*~*~*~*~
The young blond sat in his chair watching two of his Rare Hunters duel each other, testing out their decks to surmise the strengths and weaknesses of both Slifer the Sky Dragon and the Winged Dragon of Ra. It had only been a month since he'd found the Winged Dragon of Ra and taken it forcibly from his elder sister, and though Duelist Kingdom had ended about that same time, Malik still wanted to prepare the God-Card decks for next year's tournaments.
He also needed to see how each of these monsters would fare against a truly pitiful deck that seemed to always work for its master, the champion of Duelist Kingdom, Yugi Mutou. How the boy had come to win such a tournament in his first season competing at that level meant that he was either a prodigy that had a coach that was excellent at Duel Monsters himself, or the boy was linked to the former Shadow Games somehow. And of course, Malik was inclined to believe the latter, for a Millennium Item hung around the boy's neck in every picture that was published with every article about the winner.
Sitting forward in his chair, Malik smirked as he watched the Rare Hunter whose hand he could plainly see draw Slifer, and knowing that the man would play it this turn to destroy his opponent after only four draws in the game meant that he'd finally constructed the optimum deck to use Slifer with.
As if prompted by his employer, the Rare Hunter played Slifer, and in no time obliterated his opponent's life points. The smiling winner of the practice duel then walked over to Malik, holding the deck out for him to inspect, but instead of looking it over, the blond handed the winner a new deck, this one constructed exactly as Yugi's was for Duelist Kingdom.
"Try this deck against the Winged Dragon of Ra at least fifty times. And make sure you both document how it plays out." Standing, he pulled the hood of his purple robes over his head to block the sun from his eyes. "Come to me when you're done."
There could be absolutely no scenario as to what this Yugi's deck could possibly do to beat an Egyptian God card, so Malik did not care too much as to the results of the matches as to the specific moves of each match.
But compared to his real concern, card games meant absolutely nothing. Rishid should have returned to the boat where the Rare Hunters were now based by now. He only had to deliver a captive to Domino City, some straggler they had found floating in the waters just outside the island where the Duelist Kingdom tournament was held.
The man owned a fairly decent deck with machine-type monsters, and through the powers of the Millennium Rod it was determined that the man was quite a well-schooled duelist. He would have been a good candidate for a Rare Hunter, but there was just something that led Malik not to trust the American for more use than a mere pawn.
"He has been placed, Master."
The platinum haired boy's attention turned to his elder brother as Rishid entered the large private cabin. Rishid was panting as though he had been running from his post instead of riding in a boat.
"I have bad news though Master."
Standing, Malik grasped the Millennium Rod close to his chest as the hood from his Rare Hunter robes masked his tanned face. "I know that my sister has traveled to Domino City for the Millennium Rod has detected the presence of the Millennium Necklace." Growling, he walked over to the case where the original Slifer and Ra cards were kept. "She dares to call me a traitor, yet she can whore our family's treasures to the highest bidder? It is Isis that is the traitorous one."
The elder bit his lip as he turned away from his ranting younger brother, trying to mask his emotions and opinions. There was an obvious difference between what Isis and Malik were doing with their family's legacy, but the teen would not understand.
"I want you to pay a visit to our dear sister Rishid. You will bring me Obelisk the Tormentor so I can construct the perfect deck for such a card."
"Master, I was hoping for a holiday. I've been on missions nonstop for the past year." The elder sighed as he hugged his arms across his chest. "May I please have some time off?"
"What did Father say to you?"
Rishid just sighed as he headed toward the door. Why had he pledged his life to the service of this family once he had already come of age? If he had been a thinking man, he could still be in Egypt and possibly have been married and started a family by this time. But no. He had stayed to help raise his little brother, and what good had come of such a service? Malik was just another whiny spoiled brat in a world already overpopulated by such creatures.
"Isis will not willingly give me the card, you do realize this."
Malik just glared across the room at his elder. "I don't care how you get the card, just make certain that you get it!"
~*~*~*~*~
"Rishid, brother," Isis Ishtar smiled as she opened the hotel suite door, hugging the taller man around the neck and kissing his cheek before allowing him to enter the posh room. "I am so glad that destiny has brought us back together, though I wish our younger brother could be here tonight as well."
"Cut the oracle business Isis." Rishid just smirked as he patted her arm before sitting on the couch. "I hated it when mother would speak like that, and it's no more becoming for a lady such as you."
The keeper of the Millennium Necklace chuckled slightly as she sat next to her elder brother, smoothing her skirt as she did. "Malik wants Obelisk, am I correct?"
Nodding, Rishid looked at his hands. "He ordered me to do whatever possible to make you hand that card to me."
The dark haired young woman rolled her eyes in disgust as she leaned back against the cushions. "He can be saved, dear brother. Destroy the God Cards."
Finally meeting his eyes to hers, Rishid leaned over to grab her hands, squeezing them painfully tight. "You know I cannot do that, for it will awaken the evil that lives in our little brother."
Smirking as she scooted closer, Isis did not remove her gaze from the dark haired man's eyes. "This is not how our little brother will lose control of his body. Fate has decided upon another way."
"How can we prevent him from losing control?"
Taking her hands from his, Isis just sighed as she fingered the Millennium Necklace, tracing its patterns lightly. "You must always serve him, as the Spirit of the Rod will not show himself if you are present."
The elder sighed, running a hand over his mostly bald head. "Is he going to kill me too in order to free the evil that resides in him?"
Isis just shook her head, sighing in defeat. "I have no idea. I have not been granted such a vision yet."
"Can I have Obelisk then?"
Again, the dark haired woman shook her head, looking down at her hands, which were in her lap. "I have already given Obelisk to Seto Kaiba for a tournament he will be holding."
Growling as he stood, Rishid pulled his hood over his face before heading toward the door. "Malik was right. You are nothing better than a whore when it comes to matters of the family's possessions."
~*~*~*~*~
"She did WHAT!?!" Rishid flinched as the anger in his young master swelled knowing fully well that he would be receiving a hard slap across his scarred cheek while he kneeled in front of Malik. "What did you do when you found out?"
"I threatened her Master. I told her to get the card back from Seto Kaiba or else I would rape then kill her."
The younger blond smirked, seemingly pleased with the situation. "Good work Rishid. My sister will finally learn to respect and fear men as any woman should. I want you to make true on that threat Rishid. In two months, if I do not have Obelisk, you will return to Domino to beat and rape Isis. Do not kill her though, for she will have a miserable experience afterwards."
Rishid just bit his lip. He never wanted to harm Isis, but if Malik decided it would be done, then Rishid would have to follow orders, no matter his opinion.
Malik and the Rare Hunters were already well known and a smooth-running entity when they were introduced to Battle City in the series, or at least that's how they seemed to me. They found Bandit Keith floating around Duelist Kingdom and picked him up, so that goes to show that they were on their little boat and scoping out Pegasus's tournament, though not actively participating for what we viewers could see. Who knows? They could have been on the island testing out their decks and spiriting away before the finals began as to not be noticed.
In the past chapter, Malik was 14 anyway, so that's two or so years before Battle City.
And besides, I'm saying that it's slightly AU to save my butt with all the inaccuracies *sweatdrop*
Another year and a half has passed, because we all have some sort of idea of what happened in Egypt with the God Cards, even if all we've seen is the dub. . . .
~*~*~*~*~
The young blond sat in his chair watching two of his Rare Hunters duel each other, testing out their decks to surmise the strengths and weaknesses of both Slifer the Sky Dragon and the Winged Dragon of Ra. It had only been a month since he'd found the Winged Dragon of Ra and taken it forcibly from his elder sister, and though Duelist Kingdom had ended about that same time, Malik still wanted to prepare the God-Card decks for next year's tournaments.
He also needed to see how each of these monsters would fare against a truly pitiful deck that seemed to always work for its master, the champion of Duelist Kingdom, Yugi Mutou. How the boy had come to win such a tournament in his first season competing at that level meant that he was either a prodigy that had a coach that was excellent at Duel Monsters himself, or the boy was linked to the former Shadow Games somehow. And of course, Malik was inclined to believe the latter, for a Millennium Item hung around the boy's neck in every picture that was published with every article about the winner.
Sitting forward in his chair, Malik smirked as he watched the Rare Hunter whose hand he could plainly see draw Slifer, and knowing that the man would play it this turn to destroy his opponent after only four draws in the game meant that he'd finally constructed the optimum deck to use Slifer with.
As if prompted by his employer, the Rare Hunter played Slifer, and in no time obliterated his opponent's life points. The smiling winner of the practice duel then walked over to Malik, holding the deck out for him to inspect, but instead of looking it over, the blond handed the winner a new deck, this one constructed exactly as Yugi's was for Duelist Kingdom.
"Try this deck against the Winged Dragon of Ra at least fifty times. And make sure you both document how it plays out." Standing, he pulled the hood of his purple robes over his head to block the sun from his eyes. "Come to me when you're done."
There could be absolutely no scenario as to what this Yugi's deck could possibly do to beat an Egyptian God card, so Malik did not care too much as to the results of the matches as to the specific moves of each match.
But compared to his real concern, card games meant absolutely nothing. Rishid should have returned to the boat where the Rare Hunters were now based by now. He only had to deliver a captive to Domino City, some straggler they had found floating in the waters just outside the island where the Duelist Kingdom tournament was held.
The man owned a fairly decent deck with machine-type monsters, and through the powers of the Millennium Rod it was determined that the man was quite a well-schooled duelist. He would have been a good candidate for a Rare Hunter, but there was just something that led Malik not to trust the American for more use than a mere pawn.
"He has been placed, Master."
The platinum haired boy's attention turned to his elder brother as Rishid entered the large private cabin. Rishid was panting as though he had been running from his post instead of riding in a boat.
"I have bad news though Master."
Standing, Malik grasped the Millennium Rod close to his chest as the hood from his Rare Hunter robes masked his tanned face. "I know that my sister has traveled to Domino City for the Millennium Rod has detected the presence of the Millennium Necklace." Growling, he walked over to the case where the original Slifer and Ra cards were kept. "She dares to call me a traitor, yet she can whore our family's treasures to the highest bidder? It is Isis that is the traitorous one."
The elder bit his lip as he turned away from his ranting younger brother, trying to mask his emotions and opinions. There was an obvious difference between what Isis and Malik were doing with their family's legacy, but the teen would not understand.
"I want you to pay a visit to our dear sister Rishid. You will bring me Obelisk the Tormentor so I can construct the perfect deck for such a card."
"Master, I was hoping for a holiday. I've been on missions nonstop for the past year." The elder sighed as he hugged his arms across his chest. "May I please have some time off?"
"What did Father say to you?"
Rishid just sighed as he headed toward the door. Why had he pledged his life to the service of this family once he had already come of age? If he had been a thinking man, he could still be in Egypt and possibly have been married and started a family by this time. But no. He had stayed to help raise his little brother, and what good had come of such a service? Malik was just another whiny spoiled brat in a world already overpopulated by such creatures.
"Isis will not willingly give me the card, you do realize this."
Malik just glared across the room at his elder. "I don't care how you get the card, just make certain that you get it!"
~*~*~*~*~
"Rishid, brother," Isis Ishtar smiled as she opened the hotel suite door, hugging the taller man around the neck and kissing his cheek before allowing him to enter the posh room. "I am so glad that destiny has brought us back together, though I wish our younger brother could be here tonight as well."
"Cut the oracle business Isis." Rishid just smirked as he patted her arm before sitting on the couch. "I hated it when mother would speak like that, and it's no more becoming for a lady such as you."
The keeper of the Millennium Necklace chuckled slightly as she sat next to her elder brother, smoothing her skirt as she did. "Malik wants Obelisk, am I correct?"
Nodding, Rishid looked at his hands. "He ordered me to do whatever possible to make you hand that card to me."
The dark haired young woman rolled her eyes in disgust as she leaned back against the cushions. "He can be saved, dear brother. Destroy the God Cards."
Finally meeting his eyes to hers, Rishid leaned over to grab her hands, squeezing them painfully tight. "You know I cannot do that, for it will awaken the evil that lives in our little brother."
Smirking as she scooted closer, Isis did not remove her gaze from the dark haired man's eyes. "This is not how our little brother will lose control of his body. Fate has decided upon another way."
"How can we prevent him from losing control?"
Taking her hands from his, Isis just sighed as she fingered the Millennium Necklace, tracing its patterns lightly. "You must always serve him, as the Spirit of the Rod will not show himself if you are present."
The elder sighed, running a hand over his mostly bald head. "Is he going to kill me too in order to free the evil that resides in him?"
Isis just shook her head, sighing in defeat. "I have no idea. I have not been granted such a vision yet."
"Can I have Obelisk then?"
Again, the dark haired woman shook her head, looking down at her hands, which were in her lap. "I have already given Obelisk to Seto Kaiba for a tournament he will be holding."
Growling as he stood, Rishid pulled his hood over his face before heading toward the door. "Malik was right. You are nothing better than a whore when it comes to matters of the family's possessions."
~*~*~*~*~
"She did WHAT!?!" Rishid flinched as the anger in his young master swelled knowing fully well that he would be receiving a hard slap across his scarred cheek while he kneeled in front of Malik. "What did you do when you found out?"
"I threatened her Master. I told her to get the card back from Seto Kaiba or else I would rape then kill her."
The younger blond smirked, seemingly pleased with the situation. "Good work Rishid. My sister will finally learn to respect and fear men as any woman should. I want you to make true on that threat Rishid. In two months, if I do not have Obelisk, you will return to Domino to beat and rape Isis. Do not kill her though, for she will have a miserable experience afterwards."
Rishid just bit his lip. He never wanted to harm Isis, but if Malik decided it would be done, then Rishid would have to follow orders, no matter his opinion.