Chapter Five: Names
Set watched in sheer amazement as the power around Yami disappeared into the sunlight. He could feel the tension floating around the others who were watching with him.
To add to their amazement, Yami began to glow a very light shade of blue, almost white. The aura moved down his arm and into Bakura. The pale-haired thief sat up and reflexively started rubbing his head.
Set glanced at his comrades and could see a smirk forming on Isis' tanned face. She gave a small laugh.
"I taught him how to do that one. It sends a slight shock to an unknowing brain," she stated simply.
"Then you can be the one to teach us how to counter it."
The sudden appearance of the High Vizier Damon shocked the watchers; captives and guards alike.
"Why would we teach you?! You've done nothing to help us. Quite the opposite, I would say. Destroyed our country, killed our king and now you attempt to take the life of our prince! Why would we help you if you haven't helped us?!" Isis retorted.
Damon smiled. Regally he walked over to the window across from the one bearing the scene of Yami and Bakura, and watched a couple of birds chirping in a nest.
"You see those birds? The warbler originally had three of her own eggs. Now, there are still three eggs in the nest, but only two of those are the warblers. The other was put there by a cuckoo to be raised by the warbler. When it hatches, it will eat the warbler's chicks and the warbler will not know the difference. She will continue to raise the cuckoo as her own," Damon explained. "That is how you will fit in here. You will teach us in place of your precious prince, since he won't be around any longer."
"I see how that works, but we don't fit the measurements. We still have a prince; the prince you failed to kill," Set sneered, his temper rising.
"Failed to kill? Oh no, I'm afraid you are mistaken, Set. Those two will try to leave the city; but before they're one pace outside the walls, the guards will send an arrow through their hearts. No, I think you fit the situation quite perfectly," Damon chuckled; watching Yami help Bakura down off the platform, the crowds still too stunned to do anything.
Damon turned and blocked their view of the window.
"Besides, he doesn't even know who he is. While you know him as 'Atemu', our sources say he goes by the name 'Yami'. There is no hope for you or him," Damon snorted. The priests felt their hopes drop.
"We're not going to be able to get out, Yami. The gates will be locked and guarded night and day. We're trapped here until they find us and kill us," Bakura sighed.
"But we can't just give up! There's got to be a way out of the city. We'll find it, don't worry," Yami reassured him.
Bakura sighed and leaned on Yami. 'He's tired,' Yami assumed. 'We should find a place to rest then carry on in the morning.'
Yami turned both of them down a side street, taking them further from the gate and closer to the mountains.
At the back of the city, surrounded by a low stone wall, Yami found an orchard. It was overgrown and uncared for. It was the perfect place for them to hide.
Soon after they had both settled under a makeshift shelter of fallen branches, the sky opened. Small white flakes fell from the clouds.
Shouts of bewilderment rose from the center of the city. Yami reached out and caught a few of the falling flakes. It was cold to the touch and as he moved his hand closer to his eye to get a better look, it melted into a small puddle in the palm of his hand.
"What the hell is that?" Bakura exclaimed.
"I think it's called snow," Yami replied. He was met by a confused glare from Bakura. He sighed and started to explain.
"Snow is a form of frozen rain. We're not supposed to get it in Egypt, but it's common in the regions to the north. Even though I've never seen it before this, I had to study it with all the other natural phenomenoms," he described. Bakura was even more baffled.
"I know what snow is, it's a white powder that makes travel hard. But it's not supposed to fall from the sky! How the hell can you remember that but not your own name?!" Bakura stated. Yami just stared at him.
"I.....I don't know Bakura. Some information is just there, while other stuff isn't," Yami shrugged. "Besides, it's not like the knowledge is killing me, is it?"
"Ah, Yami? Didn't you ever wonder why so many people wanted you to die earlier today?" Bakura asked.
"A little. But I just figured it was because I was with you," Yami replied calmly, not very interested in the subject.
"Yami, I don't know how to tell you this, but you're not who you think you are," Bakura began.
"I know I'm not who I think I am, I can't remember who I was before this all happened," Yami interrupted. "So I've begun a new life. One I, hopefully, won't forget."
"That's not the point Yami! Your past life is important, you can't just say you're going to put it all behind you! Your past is Egypt's future!" he blurted out, all caution about being found thrown to the wind.
"How can something I can't remember be important? And why would it decided Egypt's future?!" Yami yelled back.
"Because you're the High Prince of Egypt! Your father was killed, so I guess that makes you the king, Yami. But I guess I should call you by your real name. What do you think, Atemu!?" Bakura fumed.
"High Prince?.....Atemu?" Yami stuttered as memories began to flood back into his mind.
Yami sunk slowly to the snow beneath him. Bakura was expecting a snide remark as a comeback, but Yami remained silent.
"Atemu....."
Dias: This one is just a little shorter than the other ones. Oh well, there are chapters in the future that will probably triple the length of this one.
Dark Dias: Or quadruple.
Dias: That is possible. The story is not anywhere close to done, although I do have an ending planned. It's over 100 pages written.
Dark Dias: That's going to take you a hell of a long time to write.
Dias: Yup. And I don't have computer class to type in anymore. Oh well. Leave a review! Please! I need some moral support people! If I don't get 5 reviews on this chapter, the next one won't go up until the 19th. That's two weeks. LEAVE A REVIEW THIS TIME READERS!!!!!!!
Set watched in sheer amazement as the power around Yami disappeared into the sunlight. He could feel the tension floating around the others who were watching with him.
To add to their amazement, Yami began to glow a very light shade of blue, almost white. The aura moved down his arm and into Bakura. The pale-haired thief sat up and reflexively started rubbing his head.
Set glanced at his comrades and could see a smirk forming on Isis' tanned face. She gave a small laugh.
"I taught him how to do that one. It sends a slight shock to an unknowing brain," she stated simply.
"Then you can be the one to teach us how to counter it."
The sudden appearance of the High Vizier Damon shocked the watchers; captives and guards alike.
"Why would we teach you?! You've done nothing to help us. Quite the opposite, I would say. Destroyed our country, killed our king and now you attempt to take the life of our prince! Why would we help you if you haven't helped us?!" Isis retorted.
Damon smiled. Regally he walked over to the window across from the one bearing the scene of Yami and Bakura, and watched a couple of birds chirping in a nest.
"You see those birds? The warbler originally had three of her own eggs. Now, there are still three eggs in the nest, but only two of those are the warblers. The other was put there by a cuckoo to be raised by the warbler. When it hatches, it will eat the warbler's chicks and the warbler will not know the difference. She will continue to raise the cuckoo as her own," Damon explained. "That is how you will fit in here. You will teach us in place of your precious prince, since he won't be around any longer."
"I see how that works, but we don't fit the measurements. We still have a prince; the prince you failed to kill," Set sneered, his temper rising.
"Failed to kill? Oh no, I'm afraid you are mistaken, Set. Those two will try to leave the city; but before they're one pace outside the walls, the guards will send an arrow through their hearts. No, I think you fit the situation quite perfectly," Damon chuckled; watching Yami help Bakura down off the platform, the crowds still too stunned to do anything.
Damon turned and blocked their view of the window.
"Besides, he doesn't even know who he is. While you know him as 'Atemu', our sources say he goes by the name 'Yami'. There is no hope for you or him," Damon snorted. The priests felt their hopes drop.
"We're not going to be able to get out, Yami. The gates will be locked and guarded night and day. We're trapped here until they find us and kill us," Bakura sighed.
"But we can't just give up! There's got to be a way out of the city. We'll find it, don't worry," Yami reassured him.
Bakura sighed and leaned on Yami. 'He's tired,' Yami assumed. 'We should find a place to rest then carry on in the morning.'
Yami turned both of them down a side street, taking them further from the gate and closer to the mountains.
At the back of the city, surrounded by a low stone wall, Yami found an orchard. It was overgrown and uncared for. It was the perfect place for them to hide.
Soon after they had both settled under a makeshift shelter of fallen branches, the sky opened. Small white flakes fell from the clouds.
Shouts of bewilderment rose from the center of the city. Yami reached out and caught a few of the falling flakes. It was cold to the touch and as he moved his hand closer to his eye to get a better look, it melted into a small puddle in the palm of his hand.
"What the hell is that?" Bakura exclaimed.
"I think it's called snow," Yami replied. He was met by a confused glare from Bakura. He sighed and started to explain.
"Snow is a form of frozen rain. We're not supposed to get it in Egypt, but it's common in the regions to the north. Even though I've never seen it before this, I had to study it with all the other natural phenomenoms," he described. Bakura was even more baffled.
"I know what snow is, it's a white powder that makes travel hard. But it's not supposed to fall from the sky! How the hell can you remember that but not your own name?!" Bakura stated. Yami just stared at him.
"I.....I don't know Bakura. Some information is just there, while other stuff isn't," Yami shrugged. "Besides, it's not like the knowledge is killing me, is it?"
"Ah, Yami? Didn't you ever wonder why so many people wanted you to die earlier today?" Bakura asked.
"A little. But I just figured it was because I was with you," Yami replied calmly, not very interested in the subject.
"Yami, I don't know how to tell you this, but you're not who you think you are," Bakura began.
"I know I'm not who I think I am, I can't remember who I was before this all happened," Yami interrupted. "So I've begun a new life. One I, hopefully, won't forget."
"That's not the point Yami! Your past life is important, you can't just say you're going to put it all behind you! Your past is Egypt's future!" he blurted out, all caution about being found thrown to the wind.
"How can something I can't remember be important? And why would it decided Egypt's future?!" Yami yelled back.
"Because you're the High Prince of Egypt! Your father was killed, so I guess that makes you the king, Yami. But I guess I should call you by your real name. What do you think, Atemu!?" Bakura fumed.
"High Prince?.....Atemu?" Yami stuttered as memories began to flood back into his mind.
Yami sunk slowly to the snow beneath him. Bakura was expecting a snide remark as a comeback, but Yami remained silent.
"Atemu....."
Dias: This one is just a little shorter than the other ones. Oh well, there are chapters in the future that will probably triple the length of this one.
Dark Dias: Or quadruple.
Dias: That is possible. The story is not anywhere close to done, although I do have an ending planned. It's over 100 pages written.
Dark Dias: That's going to take you a hell of a long time to write.
Dias: Yup. And I don't have computer class to type in anymore. Oh well. Leave a review! Please! I need some moral support people! If I don't get 5 reviews on this chapter, the next one won't go up until the 19th. That's two weeks. LEAVE A REVIEW THIS TIME READERS!!!!!!!