Chapter 5
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"Marik! Stop it!" Yelled Yami, starting to advance towards him. "We got the answers that we wanted, now leave her alone! You are hurting her!"
There was an animal-like snarl and sharp cat-like fangs bit into Marik's arm, causing lines of crimson blood to drip down his arm.
"OW!" Yelped Marik, letting go immediately and grasping the bite with his other hand. "So! You finally decide to show your face before your hikari almost chokes to death!"
Sanura narrowed her crimson violet gaze at Marik and twitched her dark purple cat-like tail threateningly. "You'd do the same thing for your hikari if he was being killed..."
Yami crossed his arms, shifting his gaze between the two. "From what Marik said, you are hiding something, Sanura... we need as much information as possible to prevent anyone else from getting hurt..."
"Is that a threat?!" Snarled Sanura, flicking her tail and knocking over the cup of sugar that was on the table.
Yami sighed slowly, closing his eyes then opening them again. "I'll ask you again politely... is there something that you are not telling us..."
There was a heavy silence hanging in the air and Sanura continued to meet Yami's burning glare with her own. Marik clenched the bite wound, drawing more blood out and it started to drip on the floor from being impatient.
"There is hardcore black magic being used..." Sanura said slowly, standing up straight and lightly touching the millennium eye pendant that hung around her neck on a golden chain. "Almost like these items... but more specific for sorcerers..."
"Like you... a sorceress..." Growled Bakura, cracking his knuckles out of angry habit.
Sanura growled back, flicking her hand out in front of her and the necklace disappeared in a bright gold hue, then the glow dissipated, showing a long golden glaive with the eye of Horus connecting the blade to the pole. Yami remained calm, flicking his gaze to the weapon then back at Sanura's face.
"You are all familiar with the powers and abilities that these sacred items have... in ancient Egypt, it proved its value by being several of the most powerful items around... but there were ones who tried to overthrow the Pharaoh... Yami, as you know him..." Explained Sanura, narrowing her eyes at the tri-haired Pharaoh.
"You were one of the ones..." Shadi intervened, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
Sanura tightened her grip on the glaive, gritting her teeth. "Look... do you want to hear what I have to tell you or not..."
She flickered her gaze around the silent faces, finding no objections.
"As I was explaining... there were many that attempted to overthrow the Pharaoh but then were banished to the shadow realm... the ultimate hell... but there are two of them that existed... claimed the title of goddesses..." Sanura continued on, closing her eyes as if she could picture the exact scene she was talking about. "Keket... Goddess of Darkness... and Uadjit... Goddess of Snake... this is their doing... they are like opposites... Keket enjoys the shadows, while Uadjit prefers the light...."
"Uad-who and Kek-what?" Joey said, confused. "Could you say that again...?"
Sanura opened her eyes, shooting a glare at the blonde haired boy. "Uadjit and Keket... they are very ancient names of Egypt and have never been spoken about... from what I've learned from my hikari's mind... they have records on the two sorceresses and their powers in the museum of Cairo..."
"But we won't have time to go there!" Yugi said, looking up at Yami. "We can't leave anyone behind, not even the attacker or something will go wrong!"
Yami shook his head slowly. "It is alright, Yugi... If my memory serves me correct of these recent times, Isis should still have the Egypt exhibit at the museum... it is under her care and I do not think that she will mind if we did some research. Am I not correct, Malik?"
Malik looked up, his face showing realization. "... Yeah, you're right! I'll go phone my sister and tell her that we need her help."
Sanura looked at the blade of her weapon with half closed eyes and slowly slid a finger down the edge of the knife blade.
"Of course, we will need more of your knowledge, Sanura..." Yami said, interrupting her. "You seem to know more about the two than I recall... you were with them, were you not?"
Sanura flinched visibly, cutting her finger with the sharp blade and looking at the blood that slowly started to drip down her digit. "Like I have a choice..."
Later that afternoon, the large but cautious group managed to be let into the building with Isis speaking to the manager.
"Take as much time as you need to find what you are searching for. All the doors and windows leading to the outside are locked to prevent any intruders from entering..." Isis explained, gesturing towards the Egypt exhibit. "Be very, very careful with the papyrus scrolls and the carvings on the stone tablets... they are very valuable and the Egyptian government has entrusted me to take great care of them."
"Thank you, Isis. We appreciate this very much." Yami said, nodding once.
"Anything for our Pharaoh." Then Isis bowed politely.
Yami turned towards his friends and allies. "Each of you pick a section... if there is too much to sift through, then you may work in groups... remember, we are looking up information of when Egypt was under the rule of my family's name... and the ones Uadjit, Badru and Keket..."
There were nods of agreement and most of the group went off their separate ways. The only ones that remained were Marik, Bakura, Yami, Isis and Sanura. Marik had his arms crossed, the bite wound now bandaged and he was keeping his narrowed gaze on Sanura, while Bakura glanced around the main foyer with the least interest.
"Now if you two, Marik and Bakura, would like to follow me." Isis paused. "And behave yourselves... leaving the artifacts alone, I'll show you the basement storage room with the most dangerous black magic scrolls and items..."
Marik nodded, being actually serious about not plundering the museum and followed Isis towards the stairs. Bakura only scoffed and followed, deciding to keep his word for once. That left Yami and Sanura. Yami let his eyes wander around the statues and relics that sat silently in one of the hallways as he walked through it. Sanura walked beside Yami, using her glaive as a walking stick as the gold made echoing clinking noises with each step.
She lowered her gaze to the ground, narrowing her eyes and muttering. "Uadjit and Keket..."
Yami raised an eyebrow in question and turned his head to Sanura. "Is something else troubling you?"
Sanura's face showed much frustration as she met the former Pharaoh's gaze. 'He is too nosy for his own good...'
Yami turned his head forward, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. "You seem a little less worked up from the first time that we forced you to reveal yourself... and you seem somewhat worn out..."
Sanura hissed, turning her head away to glance at the walls of display cases. "You already know... since my hikari is completely weakened, whatever happens to her happens to me... we're completely linked now... mentally and physically... but she cannot know that I'm here... it's not the right time and it is too dangerous for her... to make it easier on her while she remains asleep in her soul room, I have transferred the weariness and damage to myself..."
"So, you are not as compassionless as I thought... just like the rest of us, you are very protective your aibou..." Yami tried to hide the smirk that tugged on the edges of his lips.
There was not another word said after that as the two continued to take quick glances at the relics that could have some sort of useful clue. There were a few false alarms, seeing as Keket and Uadjit were the names of goddesses in ancient Egypt, but there weren't all too many references to them in that way, so it didn't cause too many problems.
Joey, with, who else but Tristan, were still looking through an extremely large group of official papers and letters, each with a translation carefully set aside, and trying to read through them all for any mention of the Pharaoh's rule or the three supposed sorcerers. After an uncertain amount of time searching, they were almost ready to give up.
"Hanging out with my friends is starting to get like study time... Jeeze, that's not a good sign," he said, stretching and cracking his back a bit, then picking up a handful of translation papers.
He looked down at the top one, skimming it lazily for any sign of Badru, Keket, or Uadjit. After a few papers, he paused again, stopping and putting his finger at the top, and running it down as he read.
"Joey, get back to work... I know this is boring, but we gotta do it," Tristan said, turning and looking to find his friend, instead of slacking, was reading intently.
"Oi, no, look at this," he said, turning and showing the scroll to Tristan, and reading:
"Prisoner records... On the fortieth day of summer, the Pharaoh ordered detained an individual who identified himself as Badru..."
The translation went on to give a careful physical description of Badru, and the clothes he wore, seemingly in case there were two people of the same name; "Black hair, white stripe... Eight braids... Damn, they're thorough," Joey said, reading the rest of it silently.
"And it sounds just like Kanaye," he said, nodding. "Okay, so we have proof that he existed... Let's see if there's anything about the other two around."
Shuffling through a few more papers, he pulled out another, listed in the same type of format, and read it out loud, a bit of nervousness edging across his voice.
"On the third day of spring, the Pharaoh shunned and ordered exiled to the shadow realm two dark sorceresses claiming the names of goddesses and refusing to give any other title; identified as Keket and Uadjit. Keket, with black hair cut a bit short and hanging in many bunches; dark orange eyes; quite tall. Uadjit, with long, yellow hair; brown eyes with no white area; also quite tall... Both were stripped of all possessions and cast into the shadow realm by the Pharaoh himself, testified by his own word..."
There was a woman walking down the street, past the same stores that Kanaye had passed a few weeks before. She walked close against the buildings, trying to stay in their shadow, and somehow managing it although there was barely any shade to speak of. Behind her followed another, a bit taller, her dark yellow hair glimmering in the sunlight that she made no move to avoid. The latter stopped at a corner, crossing her arms and waiting, while the other turned down the street and approached the same antiques store that should be familiar.
Keket walked in, the little bell above the door tinkling irritatingly. She slammed the door behind her, the glass shaking in its frame, and approached the case that doubled as a counter.
The blue-haired girl was evidently taking a nap on the counter, sitting on the other side and letting her arms drape across the glass. Keket sighed, standing a few feet from her and glanced around the room for something to accidentally knock over in order to wake the girl up.
Instead, luckily enough for the expensive things around the shop, the blue- haired girl sat up, wiping some drool off of her chin.
"Uhrm... Welcome, Ma'am," she said, offering her hand. Keket frowned down at it, not really wanting to touch her after she'd so uncleanly wiped the spit off her face. The hand sort of floated in the air uncertainly for a moment, then fell.
"How may I help you today?" she said, inspecting Keket's facial features quietly.
"I would like to ... Sell you something," she answered, pulling out of the pocket of her old-fashioned robes a chain, with a small charm on the end covered in swirling designs.
The girl reached out, this time with the other hand, and held the charm carefully between two fingers.
"Ahh... The Celtic shape-shifter design. One of my favorites," she said with a smile, "What's your asking price?"
"Anything," Keket said, not meeting the girl's eyes directly, instead glancing around the shop curiously, "how much would you buy it for?"
The girl, recognizing a chance for a good deal, opened the old cash register that sat by her left side, and pulled out a twenty. Keket took it without another word and crushed the bill in her hand, letting the necklace fall from her fingers gently onto the counter.
"Good doing business with you ma-" she managed to say, before the door slammed shut, this time barely managing to hold onto its old glass.
Smiling softly, the blue haired girl hung the necklace in the window next to a variety of other trinkets and jewelry, where they could catch the sunlight together glitteringly, and hopefully catch a passerby's eye.
Back at the museum, most of the group was working except for a few. Yami looked down at one of the display cases, which contained some hieroglyphs from his time.
"Sanura, I think I found something-" He turned around to speak with her then crossed his arms.
Sanura had apparently fallen asleep on one of the tables and a book was being held loosely in her hand, showing a picture of a necklace and a few other troubling items. Yami walked over and picked it up carefully, looking over the words, then stopping on a picture.
"... A mirror...?" He said to himself, reading further. "Said to be fabricated by the sorcerers..."
He flicked his gaze to Sanura, narrowing his eyes. "So she was right..."
Yami sat down on a chair, and skimmed through more of the lines. "This may be more handy than I thought at first... now if she is correct about who's attacking us... we have to know who's next... unless..."
He looked back at Sanura, closing the book slowly and got up, walking out to where the others were stationed.
[Another reader ^_^ Great! Disclaimer: We own nothing related to Yugioh. We only take credit for our original characters that are to be fully listed
at a later time.]
"Marik! Stop it!" Yelled Yami, starting to advance towards him. "We got the answers that we wanted, now leave her alone! You are hurting her!"
There was an animal-like snarl and sharp cat-like fangs bit into Marik's arm, causing lines of crimson blood to drip down his arm.
"OW!" Yelped Marik, letting go immediately and grasping the bite with his other hand. "So! You finally decide to show your face before your hikari almost chokes to death!"
Sanura narrowed her crimson violet gaze at Marik and twitched her dark purple cat-like tail threateningly. "You'd do the same thing for your hikari if he was being killed..."
Yami crossed his arms, shifting his gaze between the two. "From what Marik said, you are hiding something, Sanura... we need as much information as possible to prevent anyone else from getting hurt..."
"Is that a threat?!" Snarled Sanura, flicking her tail and knocking over the cup of sugar that was on the table.
Yami sighed slowly, closing his eyes then opening them again. "I'll ask you again politely... is there something that you are not telling us..."
There was a heavy silence hanging in the air and Sanura continued to meet Yami's burning glare with her own. Marik clenched the bite wound, drawing more blood out and it started to drip on the floor from being impatient.
"There is hardcore black magic being used..." Sanura said slowly, standing up straight and lightly touching the millennium eye pendant that hung around her neck on a golden chain. "Almost like these items... but more specific for sorcerers..."
"Like you... a sorceress..." Growled Bakura, cracking his knuckles out of angry habit.
Sanura growled back, flicking her hand out in front of her and the necklace disappeared in a bright gold hue, then the glow dissipated, showing a long golden glaive with the eye of Horus connecting the blade to the pole. Yami remained calm, flicking his gaze to the weapon then back at Sanura's face.
"You are all familiar with the powers and abilities that these sacred items have... in ancient Egypt, it proved its value by being several of the most powerful items around... but there were ones who tried to overthrow the Pharaoh... Yami, as you know him..." Explained Sanura, narrowing her eyes at the tri-haired Pharaoh.
"You were one of the ones..." Shadi intervened, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
Sanura tightened her grip on the glaive, gritting her teeth. "Look... do you want to hear what I have to tell you or not..."
She flickered her gaze around the silent faces, finding no objections.
"As I was explaining... there were many that attempted to overthrow the Pharaoh but then were banished to the shadow realm... the ultimate hell... but there are two of them that existed... claimed the title of goddesses..." Sanura continued on, closing her eyes as if she could picture the exact scene she was talking about. "Keket... Goddess of Darkness... and Uadjit... Goddess of Snake... this is their doing... they are like opposites... Keket enjoys the shadows, while Uadjit prefers the light...."
"Uad-who and Kek-what?" Joey said, confused. "Could you say that again...?"
Sanura opened her eyes, shooting a glare at the blonde haired boy. "Uadjit and Keket... they are very ancient names of Egypt and have never been spoken about... from what I've learned from my hikari's mind... they have records on the two sorceresses and their powers in the museum of Cairo..."
"But we won't have time to go there!" Yugi said, looking up at Yami. "We can't leave anyone behind, not even the attacker or something will go wrong!"
Yami shook his head slowly. "It is alright, Yugi... If my memory serves me correct of these recent times, Isis should still have the Egypt exhibit at the museum... it is under her care and I do not think that she will mind if we did some research. Am I not correct, Malik?"
Malik looked up, his face showing realization. "... Yeah, you're right! I'll go phone my sister and tell her that we need her help."
Sanura looked at the blade of her weapon with half closed eyes and slowly slid a finger down the edge of the knife blade.
"Of course, we will need more of your knowledge, Sanura..." Yami said, interrupting her. "You seem to know more about the two than I recall... you were with them, were you not?"
Sanura flinched visibly, cutting her finger with the sharp blade and looking at the blood that slowly started to drip down her digit. "Like I have a choice..."
Later that afternoon, the large but cautious group managed to be let into the building with Isis speaking to the manager.
"Take as much time as you need to find what you are searching for. All the doors and windows leading to the outside are locked to prevent any intruders from entering..." Isis explained, gesturing towards the Egypt exhibit. "Be very, very careful with the papyrus scrolls and the carvings on the stone tablets... they are very valuable and the Egyptian government has entrusted me to take great care of them."
"Thank you, Isis. We appreciate this very much." Yami said, nodding once.
"Anything for our Pharaoh." Then Isis bowed politely.
Yami turned towards his friends and allies. "Each of you pick a section... if there is too much to sift through, then you may work in groups... remember, we are looking up information of when Egypt was under the rule of my family's name... and the ones Uadjit, Badru and Keket..."
There were nods of agreement and most of the group went off their separate ways. The only ones that remained were Marik, Bakura, Yami, Isis and Sanura. Marik had his arms crossed, the bite wound now bandaged and he was keeping his narrowed gaze on Sanura, while Bakura glanced around the main foyer with the least interest.
"Now if you two, Marik and Bakura, would like to follow me." Isis paused. "And behave yourselves... leaving the artifacts alone, I'll show you the basement storage room with the most dangerous black magic scrolls and items..."
Marik nodded, being actually serious about not plundering the museum and followed Isis towards the stairs. Bakura only scoffed and followed, deciding to keep his word for once. That left Yami and Sanura. Yami let his eyes wander around the statues and relics that sat silently in one of the hallways as he walked through it. Sanura walked beside Yami, using her glaive as a walking stick as the gold made echoing clinking noises with each step.
She lowered her gaze to the ground, narrowing her eyes and muttering. "Uadjit and Keket..."
Yami raised an eyebrow in question and turned his head to Sanura. "Is something else troubling you?"
Sanura's face showed much frustration as she met the former Pharaoh's gaze. 'He is too nosy for his own good...'
Yami turned his head forward, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. "You seem a little less worked up from the first time that we forced you to reveal yourself... and you seem somewhat worn out..."
Sanura hissed, turning her head away to glance at the walls of display cases. "You already know... since my hikari is completely weakened, whatever happens to her happens to me... we're completely linked now... mentally and physically... but she cannot know that I'm here... it's not the right time and it is too dangerous for her... to make it easier on her while she remains asleep in her soul room, I have transferred the weariness and damage to myself..."
"So, you are not as compassionless as I thought... just like the rest of us, you are very protective your aibou..." Yami tried to hide the smirk that tugged on the edges of his lips.
There was not another word said after that as the two continued to take quick glances at the relics that could have some sort of useful clue. There were a few false alarms, seeing as Keket and Uadjit were the names of goddesses in ancient Egypt, but there weren't all too many references to them in that way, so it didn't cause too many problems.
Joey, with, who else but Tristan, were still looking through an extremely large group of official papers and letters, each with a translation carefully set aside, and trying to read through them all for any mention of the Pharaoh's rule or the three supposed sorcerers. After an uncertain amount of time searching, they were almost ready to give up.
"Hanging out with my friends is starting to get like study time... Jeeze, that's not a good sign," he said, stretching and cracking his back a bit, then picking up a handful of translation papers.
He looked down at the top one, skimming it lazily for any sign of Badru, Keket, or Uadjit. After a few papers, he paused again, stopping and putting his finger at the top, and running it down as he read.
"Joey, get back to work... I know this is boring, but we gotta do it," Tristan said, turning and looking to find his friend, instead of slacking, was reading intently.
"Oi, no, look at this," he said, turning and showing the scroll to Tristan, and reading:
"Prisoner records... On the fortieth day of summer, the Pharaoh ordered detained an individual who identified himself as Badru..."
The translation went on to give a careful physical description of Badru, and the clothes he wore, seemingly in case there were two people of the same name; "Black hair, white stripe... Eight braids... Damn, they're thorough," Joey said, reading the rest of it silently.
"And it sounds just like Kanaye," he said, nodding. "Okay, so we have proof that he existed... Let's see if there's anything about the other two around."
Shuffling through a few more papers, he pulled out another, listed in the same type of format, and read it out loud, a bit of nervousness edging across his voice.
"On the third day of spring, the Pharaoh shunned and ordered exiled to the shadow realm two dark sorceresses claiming the names of goddesses and refusing to give any other title; identified as Keket and Uadjit. Keket, with black hair cut a bit short and hanging in many bunches; dark orange eyes; quite tall. Uadjit, with long, yellow hair; brown eyes with no white area; also quite tall... Both were stripped of all possessions and cast into the shadow realm by the Pharaoh himself, testified by his own word..."
There was a woman walking down the street, past the same stores that Kanaye had passed a few weeks before. She walked close against the buildings, trying to stay in their shadow, and somehow managing it although there was barely any shade to speak of. Behind her followed another, a bit taller, her dark yellow hair glimmering in the sunlight that she made no move to avoid. The latter stopped at a corner, crossing her arms and waiting, while the other turned down the street and approached the same antiques store that should be familiar.
Keket walked in, the little bell above the door tinkling irritatingly. She slammed the door behind her, the glass shaking in its frame, and approached the case that doubled as a counter.
The blue-haired girl was evidently taking a nap on the counter, sitting on the other side and letting her arms drape across the glass. Keket sighed, standing a few feet from her and glanced around the room for something to accidentally knock over in order to wake the girl up.
Instead, luckily enough for the expensive things around the shop, the blue- haired girl sat up, wiping some drool off of her chin.
"Uhrm... Welcome, Ma'am," she said, offering her hand. Keket frowned down at it, not really wanting to touch her after she'd so uncleanly wiped the spit off her face. The hand sort of floated in the air uncertainly for a moment, then fell.
"How may I help you today?" she said, inspecting Keket's facial features quietly.
"I would like to ... Sell you something," she answered, pulling out of the pocket of her old-fashioned robes a chain, with a small charm on the end covered in swirling designs.
The girl reached out, this time with the other hand, and held the charm carefully between two fingers.
"Ahh... The Celtic shape-shifter design. One of my favorites," she said with a smile, "What's your asking price?"
"Anything," Keket said, not meeting the girl's eyes directly, instead glancing around the shop curiously, "how much would you buy it for?"
The girl, recognizing a chance for a good deal, opened the old cash register that sat by her left side, and pulled out a twenty. Keket took it without another word and crushed the bill in her hand, letting the necklace fall from her fingers gently onto the counter.
"Good doing business with you ma-" she managed to say, before the door slammed shut, this time barely managing to hold onto its old glass.
Smiling softly, the blue haired girl hung the necklace in the window next to a variety of other trinkets and jewelry, where they could catch the sunlight together glitteringly, and hopefully catch a passerby's eye.
Back at the museum, most of the group was working except for a few. Yami looked down at one of the display cases, which contained some hieroglyphs from his time.
"Sanura, I think I found something-" He turned around to speak with her then crossed his arms.
Sanura had apparently fallen asleep on one of the tables and a book was being held loosely in her hand, showing a picture of a necklace and a few other troubling items. Yami walked over and picked it up carefully, looking over the words, then stopping on a picture.
"... A mirror...?" He said to himself, reading further. "Said to be fabricated by the sorcerers..."
He flicked his gaze to Sanura, narrowing his eyes. "So she was right..."
Yami sat down on a chair, and skimmed through more of the lines. "This may be more handy than I thought at first... now if she is correct about who's attacking us... we have to know who's next... unless..."
He looked back at Sanura, closing the book slowly and got up, walking out to where the others were stationed.