A/N: If you are baffled at the end of this chapter...don't be! You'll see o
Previously on Saga of Chronicles:
Bakura's spirit beast was Diabound, half human half serpent and all times powerful. The priests had a tough fight and almost won. However, using Diabound's special ability Bakura escaped. Téa wanted to help Atem with all this but he refused thinking she was weak. Angry at the fact that Atem doesn't see her as an equal Téa fled out of the palace and stayed in a nearby hostel. The very next morning the royal troops marched by. Apparently someone had killed a priest.
Saga of Chronicles: Ancient Egypt- Final
"Leaving so soon Miss? Smart!" The manager said at the counter while counting the payment. "I mean with the war starting any second its good to move around. I suggest crossing the Nile and head to the lands beyond," He suggested and handed some of the copper coins back.
Taking the coins she headed for the door with the manager's escort. "Thanks for the advice but I'm just a girl. I don't think I can survive the crossing of the Nile," Téa said politely.
"Then move with the nomads. Oh they go to wonderful places! And I tell you they aren't poor. Once a group of nomads came here and they paid with spices! I tell you all my shop was not as grand as it is now. I made a fortune with those spices,"
"And you are going to leave this place?"
"Me? Oh no! I've spent my heart and soul into it. I live in this city and it's my home. I can't leave no matter what," Laughing a hearty laugh he continued. "Besides you are young! I'm already too old to start new again,"
"But you said..."
The manager cut Téa off by a pat on her head, which made Téa, felt like a ten-year-old getting advice from an elder. "I was kidding. If the elderly don't set an example the young ones would never leave. It's high noon you better hurry! The nomads will meet around the Nile soon, if you want to go with them and I highly suggest you do,"
"Well where ever I go...its goodbye," Téa smiled. "Good luck!"
"You too," The manager laughed again before going back inside.
Maybe the manager was just a too friendly guy after all. Hitting her self mentally Téa wrote a note, never judge people without getting to know them first. This thought got Téa thinking. Maybe her relationship with Atem progressed too fast. But love is blind right?
"Well Téa, where would you go now," She whispered to herself as she browsed around the semi quiet flea market.
Perhaps the bargain hunter inside Téa was active again or maybe the flea market was really that attractive, whatever it was Téa was spending her 'get away' money faster than she'd earn them. Half way through the day and almost to the night, Téa was still going through the stalls. A tangling sensation went through her skin as she looked at one of the stalls. The stall was nothing special, a simple shawl stand. Scanning the nearby area she found nothing. But the owner of the shawl stand was getting impatient and complained aggressively about bad karma.
"Buying or not!" She screamed.
Literally taken back from her odd moment Téa apologized multiple times.
"Sheesh! People these days," The old woman continued to complain.
Téa rolled her eyes in annoyance. "What's the big rush?" She asked putting emphasis on big.
Instead of answering the old woman packed everything and left. This would cause Téa to blow a fuse but not today, as not only the woman left. Many other stall owners packed and left as well. Pondering on the question Téa walked mindlessly on the empty street. All of a sudden the ground started to shake as if it was going to collapse any minuet. To make matters worse the vibrations were getting stronger and louder. Backing up just in time, Téa found her self in an interesting but deadly predicament. A majestic white horse zipped past followed by others. Téa turned away from the horse parade to prevent injuries due to debris. When she made sure the passed she looked at the lightning speed horses.
"No way!" Téa gaped at the scene. The lighting fast horses were just the appetizers. It was the mass above the white horse that left Téa's mind ablaze. It was Orsiris, the legendary god beast that can only be controlled by the chosen pharaoh. This meant only on thing, Atem was on that horse accompanied by the high priests, and they are going to somewhere important. Only one image was on her mind, Diabound. As the horses passed the line of view deadly silence crept in sending chills down her spine. As if on command, dark clouds covered the sky to make an artificial night. Somewhere Bakura is waiting for the pharaoh and his army. Somewhere Diabound lurks in the darkness waiting for the perfect moment to strike the kill. And in the Valley of Kings lies Atem's tomb waiting to be filled at any time.
"Atem..." Téa whispered softly to the wind praying for his safety. Shedding tears Téa hope the wind will carry her blessing to him. "At least let me say goodbye..."
Having her heart hung on a string Téa decided to stay. Once again she entered the well known hostel a worried and confused middle-aged man greeted her.
"What's wrong Miss?" He said showing a frown.
Téa ignored direct eye contact due to the tearstains still on her face. "Nothing," Her normally melodic voice came out a flat raspy murmur.
The manager was not fooled. "The same room I suppose?"
Knowing her voice, gestures, and tear marks were giving away everything Téa nodded tiredly.
"It's dinner time," He added taking her to an empty table. The restaurant bar was dead quiet. The customers drank in silence and ate in silence. The only light was from candles located here and there.
"How can you tell," Téa said with no tone inflection. Instead she looked at the gloomy dark sky. "Why is it dark even though it's only a couple of hours past high noon?"
"The sun set's early around this time," He said trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"There was no sunset," Téa said remembering the sunset she saw with Atem. Of course the Téa then had no worries at all. "I have a feeling Egypt will never see a sunset again," Téa said placing her head on the table.
"Did you see Orsiris? It was the most spectacular thing I've ever seen. And I tell you I've seen a lot of odd things. Like this one time..."
"Even the god Orsiris may not be able to defeat the creature that lies in the dark," Téa said shuddering from images of Diabound. "How can you be optimistic about all this?"
Pondering on the question the man scratched his head. "I...I'll bring you some tea," The man said and left knowing the fate of Egypt wasn't a pretty one.
A day had passed since the Pharaoh, and high priests left the palace to face Bakura. The night finally passed and the sun came out once more. Téa woke up to see the market as busy as before yesterday's incident. Light of hope shined in her heart as Téa went down to check things out. The restaurant was full of people and noise. Music from a piper at one corner, while shouts and hoots came from a group playing cards, a baby cried in mother's tender care, while dead drunk men sung in gibberish, to Téa none of these were noise, they were grand symphonies.
"Breakfast Miss?" The manager said at the counter with a broad smile.
"Nope, but I'll be staying here for another night," Téa said happily.
Téa skipped and hopped down the street. Making sure she walked fast enough, the anxiety was killing her. The only way to know for sure if everything was all right was to go to the palace. Soon enough the grand palace came into view. Waiting there were no pesky guards but a high priest.
"Hello Téa," She said calmly. Seeing Isis was not on Téa's to do list.
"Hello Isis," Téa replied coldly. "How did you know I was going to come?"
Touching the gold item around her neck Isis frowned. "Come inside, I have news for you,"
"What news?" Téa asked a bit angry.
"You'll know soon enough,"
Stomping her feet on the ground Téa declared her opinion. "I refuse to go in then,"
"As you wish," Isis replied and walked through the palace gate.
Téa knew she couldn't just stand there so she followed Isis. "Lame trick!" Téa disliked Isis even more.
The day was still young, too young to be spoiled by Isis. But intuition tells her that Isis has something really important to say. Téa looked around the setting. It was familiar to her. Isis had brought her to the dinning hall.
"May I tempt you to a cup of tea? Or how about some sweet bread?" Isis asked as she sat down next to Téa. Giving a nod to the servants whom left.
"Cut to the chase Isis," Téa replied strictly. "What's the news?"
Isis took a minuet to breath in the aroma of the tea as they are placed in front of her. Feeling a rush of anger Téa bolted up slamming her hands on the table making the cups shake in fear.
"If you are here to make fun of my status then I'll show myself the door," Téa said clasping her hands into a fist as she left.
"You've sent he power of Diabound haven't you," Isis asked calmly.
Téa froze.
"And you and I both know even the gods may not be as powerful once the dark lord has been brought back to life," Isis continued as Téa walked back and sat down. "You and I both know Bakura wants to bring the dark lord back. I asked you to leave once before but you rejected. Now I must order you to leave,"
"I won't!" Téa retorted in anger. "I'm going to wait for Atem and stand by him in this war no matter what,"
"What if the 'what' is death?" Isis said looking at Téa with piercing eyes.
"Wha...What?" Téa thought her ears were deceiving her.
"Apparently the pharaoh fell into a valley during the battle between Bakura and him. I tried looking for him but it seems his millennium item isn't on him. My fellow priests and I have prepared for the worst. There is no point in you waiting for him. The chances of survival are slim," Isis's voice faded into sadness.
Téa couldn't believe what she had heard. Atem was dead, and she to blame. If she hadn't been stubborn and left this Isis's vision wouldn't have happened. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She felt no pain, no sadness, and no emotion. She had lost her heart. Touching her tears she felt confused. Why was she crying? She didn't know but neither did she care. Staring hard at the opposite wall Téa found herself unable to concentrate on what Isis was currently saying.
"But you must understand that even though the hope is slim, he is the pharaoh. The gods will protect him so..." Isis stopped when she found out Téa wasn't listening. Taking Téa's hands in hers Isis smiled softly. "It must be hard on you. But if you believe in him he'll come back,"
Téa didn't respond. She could see Isis move mouth but no sound came out. The only thing she heard was loud ringing sounds. But the ringing were enough to coax Téa into giving a nod for no reason.
"I'm glad you agree. I'll arrange tonight's room. Do stay, maybe tomorrow I would find him," Isis said and left with a servant.
Téa sat there like an elegant statue. For a long time she just sat there until a servant came.
"Miss, your room is ready,"
Like a puppet Téa stood up and followed the servant to the guest room. It was the same room she stayed in before. Touching one of the columns Téa snapped out of her trance. But her heart had not come back. Tears flowed again as she made her way to the window. Suddenly she broke down completely. Clasping her hands to her head she curled into a ball and sobbed.
Never in her life had Téa cried like that. She didn't remember when a decision to leave was made or how it was made but Téa was determined to put it into action. She didn't care anymore. She was the person who caused all bad things to happen. That burden was just too heavy for her to carry. The sun wasn't even out yet when Téa reached the reservoir in the garden. The waters were inviting. Stepping in Téa knew she found her release. Pulling out her ribbon she tied one end to her feet and the other to a garden rock nearby. Hugging the rock Téa walked into the reservoir. When she found no footing she let go of the rock. Slowly it dragged Téa in. Somehow Téa felt calm and happy. Like Isis said she needed to leave in order to save Atem. If he doesn't come back then there is no point in a life with the burden of murderer. Love is really stupid. It makes you do stupid things. But for once she believed that this stupid thing had a significant value and must be done. As the air supply ran out Téa struggled for a moment. Then consciousness slowly crept away.
"I found him! The pharaoh is still alive!" Isis reported in glee to the other priests.
"Where is he?" Seth said in shock.
"Still in the valley but he is alive!"
"Let's go!" Shada said just as happy.
Isis paused for a sec. "Go first, I'll catch up later," With that Isis left to find Téa.
But before she even reached the door a few servants came with a body of a lifeless girl. Isis's was speechless. Putting the girl down the servant bowed.
"We found her in the reservoir this morning during inspections,"
The other priests came up as well. Seth showed no emotion except a sneer. The others gave sympathy. As they left Isis stopped them.
"Don't tell the pharaoh. Left her be a forgotten past," she then addressed the servants. "Discard the body so no one would ever see it again. But do it with respect. It must've been her sacrifice that the pharaoh lives today,"
In the heart of china town stood the ancient architecture. Inside Anzu lay peacefully asleep on a bench. Beside her were three Inscents, gold, pink, and white. The first one in gold was close burning out. Gold aura filled the room along with aromas of exotic spices. Suddenly Anzu grabbed her collar tightly gasping for air. Looking down at her Yin plugged out the gold Inscent. Calmly she lights the pink one beside it. A sudden sweet smell of cherry blossoms filled the room. A calm pink aura replaced the exotic gold. Anzu's face relaxed as if she was in deep sleep once again.
"Welcome to Edo period Japan, where the samurai ruled," Yin whispered.
A/N: hehehehe Please remember to review
Previously on Saga of Chronicles:
Bakura's spirit beast was Diabound, half human half serpent and all times powerful. The priests had a tough fight and almost won. However, using Diabound's special ability Bakura escaped. Téa wanted to help Atem with all this but he refused thinking she was weak. Angry at the fact that Atem doesn't see her as an equal Téa fled out of the palace and stayed in a nearby hostel. The very next morning the royal troops marched by. Apparently someone had killed a priest.
Saga of Chronicles: Ancient Egypt- Final
"Leaving so soon Miss? Smart!" The manager said at the counter while counting the payment. "I mean with the war starting any second its good to move around. I suggest crossing the Nile and head to the lands beyond," He suggested and handed some of the copper coins back.
Taking the coins she headed for the door with the manager's escort. "Thanks for the advice but I'm just a girl. I don't think I can survive the crossing of the Nile," Téa said politely.
"Then move with the nomads. Oh they go to wonderful places! And I tell you they aren't poor. Once a group of nomads came here and they paid with spices! I tell you all my shop was not as grand as it is now. I made a fortune with those spices,"
"And you are going to leave this place?"
"Me? Oh no! I've spent my heart and soul into it. I live in this city and it's my home. I can't leave no matter what," Laughing a hearty laugh he continued. "Besides you are young! I'm already too old to start new again,"
"But you said..."
The manager cut Téa off by a pat on her head, which made Téa, felt like a ten-year-old getting advice from an elder. "I was kidding. If the elderly don't set an example the young ones would never leave. It's high noon you better hurry! The nomads will meet around the Nile soon, if you want to go with them and I highly suggest you do,"
"Well where ever I go...its goodbye," Téa smiled. "Good luck!"
"You too," The manager laughed again before going back inside.
Maybe the manager was just a too friendly guy after all. Hitting her self mentally Téa wrote a note, never judge people without getting to know them first. This thought got Téa thinking. Maybe her relationship with Atem progressed too fast. But love is blind right?
"Well Téa, where would you go now," She whispered to herself as she browsed around the semi quiet flea market.
Perhaps the bargain hunter inside Téa was active again or maybe the flea market was really that attractive, whatever it was Téa was spending her 'get away' money faster than she'd earn them. Half way through the day and almost to the night, Téa was still going through the stalls. A tangling sensation went through her skin as she looked at one of the stalls. The stall was nothing special, a simple shawl stand. Scanning the nearby area she found nothing. But the owner of the shawl stand was getting impatient and complained aggressively about bad karma.
"Buying or not!" She screamed.
Literally taken back from her odd moment Téa apologized multiple times.
"Sheesh! People these days," The old woman continued to complain.
Téa rolled her eyes in annoyance. "What's the big rush?" She asked putting emphasis on big.
Instead of answering the old woman packed everything and left. This would cause Téa to blow a fuse but not today, as not only the woman left. Many other stall owners packed and left as well. Pondering on the question Téa walked mindlessly on the empty street. All of a sudden the ground started to shake as if it was going to collapse any minuet. To make matters worse the vibrations were getting stronger and louder. Backing up just in time, Téa found her self in an interesting but deadly predicament. A majestic white horse zipped past followed by others. Téa turned away from the horse parade to prevent injuries due to debris. When she made sure the passed she looked at the lightning speed horses.
"No way!" Téa gaped at the scene. The lighting fast horses were just the appetizers. It was the mass above the white horse that left Téa's mind ablaze. It was Orsiris, the legendary god beast that can only be controlled by the chosen pharaoh. This meant only on thing, Atem was on that horse accompanied by the high priests, and they are going to somewhere important. Only one image was on her mind, Diabound. As the horses passed the line of view deadly silence crept in sending chills down her spine. As if on command, dark clouds covered the sky to make an artificial night. Somewhere Bakura is waiting for the pharaoh and his army. Somewhere Diabound lurks in the darkness waiting for the perfect moment to strike the kill. And in the Valley of Kings lies Atem's tomb waiting to be filled at any time.
"Atem..." Téa whispered softly to the wind praying for his safety. Shedding tears Téa hope the wind will carry her blessing to him. "At least let me say goodbye..."
Having her heart hung on a string Téa decided to stay. Once again she entered the well known hostel a worried and confused middle-aged man greeted her.
"What's wrong Miss?" He said showing a frown.
Téa ignored direct eye contact due to the tearstains still on her face. "Nothing," Her normally melodic voice came out a flat raspy murmur.
The manager was not fooled. "The same room I suppose?"
Knowing her voice, gestures, and tear marks were giving away everything Téa nodded tiredly.
"It's dinner time," He added taking her to an empty table. The restaurant bar was dead quiet. The customers drank in silence and ate in silence. The only light was from candles located here and there.
"How can you tell," Téa said with no tone inflection. Instead she looked at the gloomy dark sky. "Why is it dark even though it's only a couple of hours past high noon?"
"The sun set's early around this time," He said trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"There was no sunset," Téa said remembering the sunset she saw with Atem. Of course the Téa then had no worries at all. "I have a feeling Egypt will never see a sunset again," Téa said placing her head on the table.
"Did you see Orsiris? It was the most spectacular thing I've ever seen. And I tell you I've seen a lot of odd things. Like this one time..."
"Even the god Orsiris may not be able to defeat the creature that lies in the dark," Téa said shuddering from images of Diabound. "How can you be optimistic about all this?"
Pondering on the question the man scratched his head. "I...I'll bring you some tea," The man said and left knowing the fate of Egypt wasn't a pretty one.
A day had passed since the Pharaoh, and high priests left the palace to face Bakura. The night finally passed and the sun came out once more. Téa woke up to see the market as busy as before yesterday's incident. Light of hope shined in her heart as Téa went down to check things out. The restaurant was full of people and noise. Music from a piper at one corner, while shouts and hoots came from a group playing cards, a baby cried in mother's tender care, while dead drunk men sung in gibberish, to Téa none of these were noise, they were grand symphonies.
"Breakfast Miss?" The manager said at the counter with a broad smile.
"Nope, but I'll be staying here for another night," Téa said happily.
Téa skipped and hopped down the street. Making sure she walked fast enough, the anxiety was killing her. The only way to know for sure if everything was all right was to go to the palace. Soon enough the grand palace came into view. Waiting there were no pesky guards but a high priest.
"Hello Téa," She said calmly. Seeing Isis was not on Téa's to do list.
"Hello Isis," Téa replied coldly. "How did you know I was going to come?"
Touching the gold item around her neck Isis frowned. "Come inside, I have news for you,"
"What news?" Téa asked a bit angry.
"You'll know soon enough,"
Stomping her feet on the ground Téa declared her opinion. "I refuse to go in then,"
"As you wish," Isis replied and walked through the palace gate.
Téa knew she couldn't just stand there so she followed Isis. "Lame trick!" Téa disliked Isis even more.
The day was still young, too young to be spoiled by Isis. But intuition tells her that Isis has something really important to say. Téa looked around the setting. It was familiar to her. Isis had brought her to the dinning hall.
"May I tempt you to a cup of tea? Or how about some sweet bread?" Isis asked as she sat down next to Téa. Giving a nod to the servants whom left.
"Cut to the chase Isis," Téa replied strictly. "What's the news?"
Isis took a minuet to breath in the aroma of the tea as they are placed in front of her. Feeling a rush of anger Téa bolted up slamming her hands on the table making the cups shake in fear.
"If you are here to make fun of my status then I'll show myself the door," Téa said clasping her hands into a fist as she left.
"You've sent he power of Diabound haven't you," Isis asked calmly.
Téa froze.
"And you and I both know even the gods may not be as powerful once the dark lord has been brought back to life," Isis continued as Téa walked back and sat down. "You and I both know Bakura wants to bring the dark lord back. I asked you to leave once before but you rejected. Now I must order you to leave,"
"I won't!" Téa retorted in anger. "I'm going to wait for Atem and stand by him in this war no matter what,"
"What if the 'what' is death?" Isis said looking at Téa with piercing eyes.
"Wha...What?" Téa thought her ears were deceiving her.
"Apparently the pharaoh fell into a valley during the battle between Bakura and him. I tried looking for him but it seems his millennium item isn't on him. My fellow priests and I have prepared for the worst. There is no point in you waiting for him. The chances of survival are slim," Isis's voice faded into sadness.
Téa couldn't believe what she had heard. Atem was dead, and she to blame. If she hadn't been stubborn and left this Isis's vision wouldn't have happened. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She felt no pain, no sadness, and no emotion. She had lost her heart. Touching her tears she felt confused. Why was she crying? She didn't know but neither did she care. Staring hard at the opposite wall Téa found herself unable to concentrate on what Isis was currently saying.
"But you must understand that even though the hope is slim, he is the pharaoh. The gods will protect him so..." Isis stopped when she found out Téa wasn't listening. Taking Téa's hands in hers Isis smiled softly. "It must be hard on you. But if you believe in him he'll come back,"
Téa didn't respond. She could see Isis move mouth but no sound came out. The only thing she heard was loud ringing sounds. But the ringing were enough to coax Téa into giving a nod for no reason.
"I'm glad you agree. I'll arrange tonight's room. Do stay, maybe tomorrow I would find him," Isis said and left with a servant.
Téa sat there like an elegant statue. For a long time she just sat there until a servant came.
"Miss, your room is ready,"
Like a puppet Téa stood up and followed the servant to the guest room. It was the same room she stayed in before. Touching one of the columns Téa snapped out of her trance. But her heart had not come back. Tears flowed again as she made her way to the window. Suddenly she broke down completely. Clasping her hands to her head she curled into a ball and sobbed.
Never in her life had Téa cried like that. She didn't remember when a decision to leave was made or how it was made but Téa was determined to put it into action. She didn't care anymore. She was the person who caused all bad things to happen. That burden was just too heavy for her to carry. The sun wasn't even out yet when Téa reached the reservoir in the garden. The waters were inviting. Stepping in Téa knew she found her release. Pulling out her ribbon she tied one end to her feet and the other to a garden rock nearby. Hugging the rock Téa walked into the reservoir. When she found no footing she let go of the rock. Slowly it dragged Téa in. Somehow Téa felt calm and happy. Like Isis said she needed to leave in order to save Atem. If he doesn't come back then there is no point in a life with the burden of murderer. Love is really stupid. It makes you do stupid things. But for once she believed that this stupid thing had a significant value and must be done. As the air supply ran out Téa struggled for a moment. Then consciousness slowly crept away.
"I found him! The pharaoh is still alive!" Isis reported in glee to the other priests.
"Where is he?" Seth said in shock.
"Still in the valley but he is alive!"
"Let's go!" Shada said just as happy.
Isis paused for a sec. "Go first, I'll catch up later," With that Isis left to find Téa.
But before she even reached the door a few servants came with a body of a lifeless girl. Isis's was speechless. Putting the girl down the servant bowed.
"We found her in the reservoir this morning during inspections,"
The other priests came up as well. Seth showed no emotion except a sneer. The others gave sympathy. As they left Isis stopped them.
"Don't tell the pharaoh. Left her be a forgotten past," she then addressed the servants. "Discard the body so no one would ever see it again. But do it with respect. It must've been her sacrifice that the pharaoh lives today,"
In the heart of china town stood the ancient architecture. Inside Anzu lay peacefully asleep on a bench. Beside her were three Inscents, gold, pink, and white. The first one in gold was close burning out. Gold aura filled the room along with aromas of exotic spices. Suddenly Anzu grabbed her collar tightly gasping for air. Looking down at her Yin plugged out the gold Inscent. Calmly she lights the pink one beside it. A sudden sweet smell of cherry blossoms filled the room. A calm pink aura replaced the exotic gold. Anzu's face relaxed as if she was in deep sleep once again.
"Welcome to Edo period Japan, where the samurai ruled," Yin whispered.
A/N: hehehehe Please remember to review