Shadows of the Blue Moon
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By Darkness-Fire
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Chapter Four: Memory Tablet of the Pharaoh
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There's a new transfer student in Domino High and she turns out to be Malik Ishtar's foster sister. She hates Yami to the core and vice versa. But what happens when she is assigned to sit next to him in Class 1-B?? Will Bakura and Malik try to stop her from driving the former Pharaoh crazy?? Or will they just sit back and watch Yami meet his match – in a girl who has the gift of Fire and Shadow Majic?? But meanwhile, a long-gone enemy has resurfaced from the Shadow Realm, and he altering the course of history in Ancient Egypt, 3000 years ago. Will the rivals team up to destroy him, or will they fail and let him take over both Upper and Lower Egypt??
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Darkness-Fire:
Wee woo!! Keekee!! *dances around computer* 17 reviews!! 17!! 17!!
Shadow and Keaira Ishtar:
*sweatdrop*
Darkness Fire:
Ahem. Thanks for your reviews!! ^^ Love ya all!! Anyways, I did some more researching on Yami's name… and found out that his real name really is Atemu!! OO I'm so sorry if I have misled you on Yami's real name, Trueyamigirlfriend. Very very very very sorry!! Turns out that the name 'Bel um Fal' was used for the Pharaoh in the Forbidden Memories playstation game, which it completely throws me off guard. ^^U But I will continue using the name 'Bel um Fal' in this story… so no matter. The Memory Arc or Ancient Egyptian (AE) arc is the part where Yami goes back into the past to reclaim his lost memories. Please correct me if I'm wrong!!
Blood – Yeah, I agree with you that the last chapter wasn't very interesting… Gomen nasai!!
Starglow – Thanks for your encouragement!! I will!
Shadowed – Yep. Updated!! ^^
Ryuuza – I am getting on with the ficcy, trust me… ^^
Kael – Thanks for your review!!
Randall – So sorry I started SotBM without informing you… But you were away in the US enjoying your holidays!! You lucky person… ^^
Darkness Fire:
School is starting soon after the December holidays, so I may or may not have a chance to update daily. Bear with me, people!! *lugs bag full of books along* Pairing in this story is Bakura/OC ^^
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Disclaimer: *sigh* Do I always have to do this?? Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me. Steal my characters and suffer my wrath!! *inserts cackling*
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"Whoa."
"Whoa yourself, young lady, you are behaving more and more like your foster brother everyday," said Isis Ishtar, before her soft smile was quickly replaced by a look of worry.
"Why is it that you are here, sister??" Keaira asked curiously, setting her bag down on the floor.
Isis's slender eyebrows creased together. "It is a matter of utmost importance, Keai. For we have discovered something wrong with the Memory Tablet of the Nameless Pharaoh."
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"Grandpa!! Yugi!! I'm home!!" Yami shouted, dumping his bag on the counter of the Kame Game Shop.
Yugi looked up as he put the telephone receiver back into its respective place. "Hi Yami. Isis just called. She said that you have to go to Ryou's place as soon as possible."
"Huh?? What for??"
Yugi shrugged. "The woman didn't give away anything. Just told you to get your butt to Ryou's house before she uses her Shadow powers to drag you there."
"Now??"
"Yes, now."
The spirit groaned.
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"What do you mean there's something wrong with the Tablet??" Keaira asked.
Isis was about to reply when Yami strolled through the wide open doors. Keaira, Malik and Bakura all turned on him.
"What in hell are you doing here??" Keaira snapped.
Yami shrugged.
Isis cleared her throat. "As I was saying, Rishid and I have discovered something wrong with the Tablet. Something that you all should know." Waving her hands and chanting an incantation under her breath, the Egyptian brought the Memory Tablet in front of them, using her Shadow powers to keep it upright. Ryou widened his eyes.
Keaira approached the Tablet warily, tracing the engraved lines of the Hieroglyphics which she knew so well. Then she reached the problem. The figure of a certain spiked blond haired spirit, born 5 years ago out of a Grave Keeper's hate. He was leaning almost casually against a depiction of the card of Gaia the Fierce Knight. She let out an audible gasp.
"Marik!!" Malik spat, standing beside her. "How did he??"
Isis shook her head. "We do not know, but he being in the realm of the past spells trouble. For all of us. He can very well change the future, and distort the truth. Then this present would never have existed."
"Then how??" Bakura spoke up.
"You must go back to the past," stated Rishid in a grave voice. He held a serious expression as he continued. "And stop Marik from succeeding in mangling the past as we know it. Kill him in seven days or you all may very well be stuck in the memories of 3000 years ago forever in an eternal limbo."
Isis turned to the former Pharaoh. "Do you still have the three God cards with you??"
Yami nodded. "Kept them with me ever since Battle City," he said quietly, as he held out the God cards – The God of Obelisk (Obelisk the Tormentor), Saint Dragon: The God of Osiris (Slifer the Sky Dragon) and The Sun of God Dragon (Ra the Sun God).
"Very well, Bel um Fal. A day's worth here is a month spent in the Memory Arc. Now the four of you, Keaira, Malik, Bakura and Bel um Fal, stand in a semi-circle in front of the Tablet. Bel um Fal, you know what to do," Isis said in an almost official tone.
Yami nodded. Here it goes. Again. Holding the Millennium Puzzle up with his left hand, Yami offered the three God cards to the Tablet. The symbol of the Millennium Puzzle dazzled a rich gold, enveloping everyone in the house in its blinding light. Isis, Rishid and Ryou shielded their eyes.
When the light finally faded, the four that had been standing nearest to the Memory Tablet of the Nameless Pharaoh had disappeared.
"Please call young Yugi for me Ryou. He will need to know that his Yami has gone back into the past. I will apply for a week's worth of leave for them at Domino High School."
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Yami (Bel um Fal) found himself in his Royal Court, with his High Priests on either sides of the hall. Simon, the past life of Yugi's grandfather Sugoruku Motou, stood behind him on his right. He was dressed in robes made of fine silk, elaborate designs sewn on them, with the golden Millennium Puzzle hanging from his throat.
"Same as always…" sighed Yami, realizing that his skin was now a tanned brown.
"Pardon me, your Highness. What did you say back there??" Simon squeaked, his face covered by a veil.
Yami let out a small noise of annoyance. Sometimes the personal advisor could be very irritating. "Uh… Nothing Simon…"
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Kira (Keaira) stood in the midst of a bustling city square. Her silver streaked rich golden hair now reached all the way to her waist, though her dark hazel eyes remained the same. A small dagger hung by the side of the sash that snaked its way round her waist. She gripped the handle of the ornate dagger, feeling the delicate carvings on it. She was wearing a common white jacket over simple robes, her skin now a deep tan.
Her dark eyes scanned the crowd looking for the ideal target which she was supposed to pickpocket. She had remembered that it was a man in his mid-forties, rather plump, with a beard and a moustache… There!! Her target was at a spice stall, currently haggling over the price of some spices with the stall owner. His pouch hung limply from his belt by a thin ribbon. Kira smiled to herself.
Now let's see if my thieving skills have become rusty ever since I was reincarnated… Making her way stealthily to the stall, Kira remembered that she would have to make the man chase after her into the alleys, where she was certain she would meet Bakura and Malik. She strode over to the man, who was still unaware of her presence. Kira made extra care to bump into him while expertly slitting the ribbon and allowing it to fall into her hand, as the man started into surprise.
Step one… The man yelled out a shout of, "Thief!!", then totally ignoring the stall owner he had been haggling with, chased after her. Finished. Now if she could effectively avoid being caught. Kira broke into a sprint, as the man followed after her, hot on her heels.
Her golden and silver locks flailed behind her as Kira weaved her way through the milling crowd, slipping her dagger back into place by her sash. Spotting a breakthrough, she turned the corner sharply, as she upset a stall nearby; causing uproar as various spices was flung into the air, startling the poor stall owner. It would help delay the man for a few moments.
"Damn it… It would help if you two show up right—ngh!!" Kira was yanked into a deserted alley. Deserted of course, except for the two other people besides her standing in it. A tanned hand was immediately clapped over her mouth as she let out a surprised yelp. The man she had pick pocketed ran past them, his hair covered in nothing but spices.
"Quiet!!" The harsh voice of Bakura greeted her ears. Smiling slightly, she bit down on his hand. Hard. Malik laughed as Bakura let out an indignant 'Ow!!' and promptly released Kira from his hold. Kira spun round to face them.
Bakura's silver hair was now only shoulder-length, his pale skin now a deep tan. There were 3 connecting scars on his right cheek. He wore a red overcoat over a robe. He was currently glaring at her insolently, a scowl on his features. Kira merely smiled at him. Malik's sun-bleached blond hair was only shoulder-length too. The dark kohl markings were still under his eyes, though Kira's own had mysteriously disappeared.
"Bakura. Malik. How nice to see you again."
"Feelings are mutual, Kira. I assure you," muttered the King of Tomb Robbers sarcastically.
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Yami lounged in his throne, looking on as his six High Priests extracted spirit creatures from the criminals that were brought before him. It was all extremely boring. All he had to do was to sit there, looking very imperial to all the others that were in the Royal Court. No action at all. He was already starting to miss Duel Monsters.
And Simon's consistent chattering as he read out the names of the various criminals to the Pharaoh was not helping. Seriously not helping. Yami buried his face in his hand, massaging his temple. It seriously did not help either when you knew that was a certain spiked hair evil spirit running around uncontrolled in Egypt plotting his death and the deaths of others. It also seriously did not help when you knew a certain trio of tomb robbers and assassins may burst into the palace anytime and put up a show of trying to take over Lower and Upper Egypt. And that he, of course, would have to play along.
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The man that Kira had robbed of his money just now leant against a wall, watching secretly as he eyed Bakura, Kira and Malik. Smirking to himself, he reverted to his original form. The spiky blond haired spirit chuckled to himself. So they thought that they could stop him from mangling the past?? Well, they thought wrong.
He disappeared into the shadows.
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To be continued:
Shadows of the Blue Moon
Chapter Five: Tomb Robbing and Late Pharaohs
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Bakura and Malik once again teach Kira the skills of their respective professions – tomb robbing and assassinating. Kira quickly grasps the skills. Their first test comes when they have to rob the late Pharaoh Akunamukanon's tomb. Meanwhile, Yami has to deal with royal life and common palace etiquette. But will they succeed in stopping Marik, who has pledged to destroy them once and for all??"
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Darkness-Fire:
This chappie is quite short, so please forgive me!! I have to go back to school, so I may or may not have to time to type out my stories, much less post it on here… T___T I hate school…
Shadow:
Please read and review, people!!
Darkness-Fire:
Wait one last question. What is Bakura's spirit creature's name? You know, that weird monster that's supposed to grow and feed on all his hatred and has the torso of a human with a cobra from the waist down?? Is it Diabando, Diaubandou, or what?? Because I will need to use it in my story.
Keaira Ishtar:
Read and review, all of you readers out there!!
Darkness-Fire:
Zai jian!! (Chinese for 'bye, see you again'!!)