DAUGHTER OF THE MASTER

CHAPTER 3-A CONVERSATION, AN ARGUMENT, AND A RUNAWAY

FCO: I'm finally back with chapter three of my fic. Before we get going, response to my only reviewer, Yami Moon.

YMThanks for reviewing. Since you asked so nicely, here's the next chapter and a box of Girl Scout Cookies! hands over box

Disclaimer: I only own the kids, such as Shana, Allie, and Rain. YGO belongs to Takahashi-sensei. Just borrowing.

Malik's Book

Today is the day I tell Shana. She has to know about the ritual. We cannot put this off any longer, and if we do, the Gods will be angry. We cannot put Shana in danger. So we must perform the ritual and give her the Millennium Rod.

Shana's POV

"Rain, what are you doing right now?" I asked, petting Ryou.

"Um, nothing, Shana. Why?" Rain replied. Her voice was quiet and hard to hear, but I heard her.

I grinned, even though she couldn't see it over the phone. "My father said we're going to come and visit you guys. He told me last night after my performance."

Rain gasped. "Really? Wow...Oh, how was the performance?"

"It was great." I rolled over onto my back. "Papa Marik loved it, if that tells you anything. Father bought me a rose on the way home. I wish you could have been there. Oh, Allie says hi."

"Well, next time you see her, tell her hello for me." Rain must've switched ears because I heard her earrings jingling against the phone. She's got a bunch.

"I will. How's Egypt during the summer?" I grinned.

Rain sighed. "Hot, humid, and sticky." Giggling, there was a pause. "Oh, I have to go. Bakura's back. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

I hung up and stretched out on my bed. It was only twelve thirty, but already I was bored. I must have fallen asleep for a while, because when I felt someone sit on my bed, I opened my eyes to see Father watching me, my clock read three twenty-seven.

"Have a nice nap?"

I nodded and sat up to lean on my pillows. "So, what's going on?"

He sighed and looked at his hands. Not looking at me, he started, "Shana, you know about the ritual I went through when I was young. I was given the Millennium Rod, and not long after, Isis was given her ritual.

"I know this story already, Father. Aunt Isis got the Necklace, saw the future, and then everything else you told me."

"Yes, Shana." Father put a hand on my leg. "But now, it's you're turn. It's time for you to receive the Rod."

I blinked at him, and then it clicked. "I get the Millennium Rod? But won't that destroy Papa Marik? I won't do it."

"Shana, I cannot prevent it! You must be given the ritual! The Gods will be angry!"

Malik's POV

Shana got off her bed and walked to her desk. She picked up a picture, and then turned to me, her lavender eyes furious.

"Well, let them be angry!" She put the picture in my hands gently. "I love Papa Marik, and I will not destroy him."

I looked at the photo. It was taken last Christmas. We had been at a party and Marik and I had been drinking spiked eggnog. Shana had been standing under mistletoe without realizing it, so I stood on one side of her, Marik on the other, and we both kissed her cheeks. Somebody had taken the picture right then. Shana's eyes were wide and she had a blush across her face.

"Shana, I know you love him. I love him too, with everything I am, but this ritual must take place," I stated roughly. "If he goes, then that's a risk we'll have to take."

My daughter snatched the photo from me. "There is no we! I will not take part in the ritual. I will not be forced into something I don't want to do. You can't force me." She spun away, her blond hair tumbling over her shoulder. "Get out of my room. Now."

I stood up. "Shana, there is nothing I can do about it! You are an Ishtar, my daughter, and you will get the Rod. Allie is getting the puzzle, Kayla gets the Necklace, and Rain gets the Ring. The ritual will be for all of you. Even Kita will be receiving her Item, the Scales. And Shadi has decided to give you the Ankh as well."

"I would rather have the Ankh than the Rod," Shana snapped. She sat at her computer. "Get out of my room, now."

"We'll talk later." I left and closed the door behind me.

Shana's POV

As soon as Father left, I pulled my backpack from my closet. I put in my cell phone, my laptop, a few notebooks, my pen, and my stuffed panther. In the next pocket, I put in some jeans, shirts, and underthings. Lastly I put in my medication (I'm asthmatic and a diabetic), my brush, a few other little things, and closed it up.

Opening my closet, I pulled out my cloak, my boots, and a flashlight. It had gotten dark while we were talking. I put my cloak on, then my boots. After I pulled my backpack on, I tucked the photo into a pocket in my cloak, opened my window, climbed out, and made my way to the Domino airport.

FCO: Anybody wondering where she's going? Well, I don't know either. But we all have to wait for later chapters to find out. But in the mean time, review and make me happy!