Author's Note: Okay. Only one more chapter after this. I missed the
registration deadline to be in the tournament, so I didn't get to compete.
*cry* Anyway, I got some stuff to make up for it. I got a 13" model of
Slifer the Sky Dragon that I'm going to hang from the ceiling since it's a
bit too top heavy, and then I got Yu-Gi-Oh! The Sacred Cards for Gameboy
Advance, but you don't get to play as Yugi! *sob* Here's the last and
final clue to my real name.
Clue No. 2:
It starts with an M and it is the girl's version of the name Michael.
E-MAIL me with your answers, that way nobody knows your guess. I will
announce the winners in the next chapter and give you the answer. You guys
have until the next chapter is posted. Remember, if you win, you will get
a sneak preview to this story's sequel. Good luck!
-Yuugi-chan
P.S. This chapter is where you'll need the tissues.
Chapter10:
Priest Seto's POV:
"Father, where in Ra's name are you?!" I yelled in one of the temples Yami had led me to. The place was empty and my voiced echoed off the hollowed walls.
I grabbed my cousin by the front of his robes, "You said they'd be here!"
"Seto, calm down. I know you're worried about Kisara, but your mind is so clouded by rage that you can't sense the dark energy that comes from the shadow realm," my cousin explained.
I let go of Yami's shirt, and tried to focus, but it did no good. Yami was right; my mind was clouded by rage and hate for my father.
"You're just in time my son," a voice behind us said. I turned around and even though it was dark, I instantly recognized the speaker as my father.
"Just in time for what?!" Pharaoh demanded.
"That's none of your concern child of Set!"
"How dare you speak to me that-" I stopped him from finishing by holding up a hand.
"Leave him alone Yami. This is my fight."
"But-"
"I said leave him alone! This is only between my father and I, not you."
"Very well."
"Where have you taken her?!" I spat.
"Why don't you follow me and see for yourself," my father responded.
"Seto! Don't! It's a trap!" I heard a faint voice yell.
"Kisara!" I yelled back.
"Damn girl, I told you keep your mouth shut!" my father spat.
I clutched the cartouche that I had given her, until it left an imprint in my hand. I ran towards her as my Millennium Rod dropped to the floor.
"Thank the Gods you're safe," I said, embracing her, tears brimming in my eyes.
She stayed quiet for a few seconds but the she shouted, "Seto! Look out!"
She pushed me away as my father used the Millennium Rod's energy to destroy us. He almost succeeded, as he missed me and hit her instead. It hit her on full-force and I tried to get up, but I was disoriented from the blast, which had forced me against my arm, breaking a few ribs and my left arm up to my shoulder blade.
My cousin, Egypt's beloved Pharaoh, had pulled out a dagger he had hidden somewhere in his clothes and stabbed my father straight through his cold, merciless heart. I started to regain my senses as my father writhed in pain, and limped over to Kisara who was bleeding badly. My father I paid no mind to, even though he was drowning in his own blood.
"K-Kisara, can you hear m-me?" I asked shakily, holding her in my arms.
"Seto," she said weakly, "I-I'm sorry."
"This wasn't your fault, you have nothing to be blamed for."
I put the bloodstained cartouche around her neck and the waters of the Nile rained down my face.
"I-I'm not going to lose you again, I can't."
"We'll always be together," she said, touching the cartouche.
"Not if you pass on to the afterlife."
She held out her hand. Before me, she was holding a tiny, golden ankh, the symbol for life and rebirth. I took her hand in mine and held it tightly.
"We'll always be. together," she said. And then she smiled; as she drew in her last dying breath and her eyes lost the glimmer that they had once held.
I kissed her now cold lips on her lifeless face and started to sob.
When my tears fell down upon her, her body turned into a golden glow of light and took the shape of a white dragon with blue eyes wearing the cartouche around it's neck. It was crying tears that looked like tiny beads of light, and her body started disappearing into tiny particles of light.
"Please! Don't leave me!" I called.
Only the dragon's ice-blue eye was left and then it also disappeared as a single tear hit the ground, and then it was gone. I looked to where the tear had fallen. It had now turned into a clear gem. I picked it up carefully, and inside that gem, that crystal tear, I saw her face, looking back at me.
Chapter10:
Priest Seto's POV:
"Father, where in Ra's name are you?!" I yelled in one of the temples Yami had led me to. The place was empty and my voiced echoed off the hollowed walls.
I grabbed my cousin by the front of his robes, "You said they'd be here!"
"Seto, calm down. I know you're worried about Kisara, but your mind is so clouded by rage that you can't sense the dark energy that comes from the shadow realm," my cousin explained.
I let go of Yami's shirt, and tried to focus, but it did no good. Yami was right; my mind was clouded by rage and hate for my father.
"You're just in time my son," a voice behind us said. I turned around and even though it was dark, I instantly recognized the speaker as my father.
"Just in time for what?!" Pharaoh demanded.
"That's none of your concern child of Set!"
"How dare you speak to me that-" I stopped him from finishing by holding up a hand.
"Leave him alone Yami. This is my fight."
"But-"
"I said leave him alone! This is only between my father and I, not you."
"Very well."
"Where have you taken her?!" I spat.
"Why don't you follow me and see for yourself," my father responded.
"Seto! Don't! It's a trap!" I heard a faint voice yell.
"Kisara!" I yelled back.
"Damn girl, I told you keep your mouth shut!" my father spat.
I clutched the cartouche that I had given her, until it left an imprint in my hand. I ran towards her as my Millennium Rod dropped to the floor.
"Thank the Gods you're safe," I said, embracing her, tears brimming in my eyes.
She stayed quiet for a few seconds but the she shouted, "Seto! Look out!"
She pushed me away as my father used the Millennium Rod's energy to destroy us. He almost succeeded, as he missed me and hit her instead. It hit her on full-force and I tried to get up, but I was disoriented from the blast, which had forced me against my arm, breaking a few ribs and my left arm up to my shoulder blade.
My cousin, Egypt's beloved Pharaoh, had pulled out a dagger he had hidden somewhere in his clothes and stabbed my father straight through his cold, merciless heart. I started to regain my senses as my father writhed in pain, and limped over to Kisara who was bleeding badly. My father I paid no mind to, even though he was drowning in his own blood.
"K-Kisara, can you hear m-me?" I asked shakily, holding her in my arms.
"Seto," she said weakly, "I-I'm sorry."
"This wasn't your fault, you have nothing to be blamed for."
I put the bloodstained cartouche around her neck and the waters of the Nile rained down my face.
"I-I'm not going to lose you again, I can't."
"We'll always be together," she said, touching the cartouche.
"Not if you pass on to the afterlife."
She held out her hand. Before me, she was holding a tiny, golden ankh, the symbol for life and rebirth. I took her hand in mine and held it tightly.
"We'll always be. together," she said. And then she smiled; as she drew in her last dying breath and her eyes lost the glimmer that they had once held.
I kissed her now cold lips on her lifeless face and started to sob.
When my tears fell down upon her, her body turned into a golden glow of light and took the shape of a white dragon with blue eyes wearing the cartouche around it's neck. It was crying tears that looked like tiny beads of light, and her body started disappearing into tiny particles of light.
"Please! Don't leave me!" I called.
Only the dragon's ice-blue eye was left and then it also disappeared as a single tear hit the ground, and then it was gone. I looked to where the tear had fallen. It had now turned into a clear gem. I picked it up carefully, and inside that gem, that crystal tear, I saw her face, looking back at me.
