Shadow's Story
I know I took forever to get up this chapter, but lets face it, writers block is just so hard to get by! And, once more, that damn wall of erasers stand in my way!!ARG! Well. . .enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer-I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, for the 6th friggin time!
~Later, at the palace~
Shadows horse stopped in front of the main stairs, leading into the palace.
Shadow slide off her horse, and stumbled up the stairs. She walked down the halls, to the throne room, occasionally leaning against a wall for a moment, to catch her breath.
She pushed on one of the large double doors, and fell into the throne room.
Yami looked up from a piece of papyrus Shimon was showing him, and saw Shadow.
He pushed past Shimon, ran down the stairs to the throne, and over to Shadow. He kneeled down, and turned her over, so she was laying on her back. He lifted her head, and placed it on his lap.
"Shadow? Shadow, can you hear me?" He asked softly. A few of the high priests, and Shimon gathered loosely around where Yami and Shadow were.
Shadows eyes flickered open. "Yami! He's-he's stronger!" she turned her head away from him, and coughed up blood onto the floor, then looked back at him, "He killed them all! He-he's coming back, Yami." She groaned, and her eyes slowly closed.
Yami looked at all her wounds.
She had several small cuts on her face, and another on her neck. There were several on her upper chest, and her arms were covered in huge gashes. There was a large, and deep, gash across her stomach, and her legs where bruised badly.
Yami looked at the small crowd assembled, and frowned.
"What are you waiting for? Get some doctors, RIGHT NOW!"
The crowed scattered, and went to what they were supposed to do; a couple ran off to find some doctors.
Yami looked down at Shadow. He sighed sadly, and a single tear fell onto her face.
~Later that day~
Yami walked down the hall to Shadows chambers.
A doctor exited the room as he came towards it.
"How is she?" Yami asked quietly.
"Well, sire, she'll be lucky if she survives the night. She's lost a lot of blood, and the gash on her stomach could be fatal." The doctor replied.
Yami sighed, stepped past the doctor, and went into her room.
"Shadow?" He asked quietly.
Shadow was lying in her bed, breathing heavily. Bandages covered her wounds, and the millennium tauk laid on a table beside her bed. She turned her head to the side, and looked at Yami.
"Hi" she said weakly.
"How're you doing?" he asked, walking over beside her bed, and kneeling down.
"Pretty good." She mumbled.
Yami put his hand over hers. "Are you sure?"
Shadow winced slightly. "Yeah. Most of the little cuts and stuff should be better by next week." She half-heartedly smiled at him.
He smiled back. A twinge of sadness gripped him for a moment. Obviously, the doctor hadn't told her that she'd be lucky if she survived.
"Shadow...I'm sorry about before...I didn't mean to act so rash, but I'm pharaoh now, and I thought" he was cut off by Shadow, placing a finger on his lips.
"You talk too much, you know that?" She said with a smile.
Yami smiled, as Shadow dropped her hand back onto the bed.
She moaned quietly, barely audible, but Yami heard it, and looked sadly down at his fallen friend. Shadow looked up, and gazed into his eyes.
"Why are you so sad, Yami?" she asked quietly, sitting up with a wince.
"Shadow...I have to be quite honest with you. The doctor said it would be a miracle if...if you survived" He muttered, brushing hair from her face.
The smallest of smiles played across her face. "But...Even if I died, I'd go onto the afterlife"
Yami looked at her perplexed.
"Having ushabti's do all your work for you wouldn't be so bad"
Yami smiled.
"But, it just wouldn't be the same without you there..." she murmured.
Yami leaned forward, and kissed Shadow. After a moment, he broke it, Shadow blushing madly, but smiling none the less. "Nor would the palace, without you around..." he got up, and slowly exited the room.
Shadow watched him leave, then turned her head, and looked out the doors that led onto the small balcony that was attached to her room.
"I don't want to die yet" she mumbled, a silent tear slide down her cheek.
~One Week Later~
Shadow got out of her bed weekly. She stumbled out of her room, and began going down the hall.
Her wounds were still as serious, but she felt better, even though she didn't look it. And, she hated being treated like she was 2.
She made her way to the kitchen, and slowly stumbled in.
Inside the kitchen, Mana was washing fruit, and putting it in a bowl for Mahaado.
"Mana. . ." Shadow said, her voice scratchy.
Mana jumped, causing at least three fruits to fall to the floor. She turned to see Shadow standing in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe. She was startled by Shadow's appearance. Her hair hung loosely, an messily, around her shoulders, the blue part of her bangs melding in with the rest of it. She had bags under her eyes, and her clothes were rumpled.
"Shadahrien, what are you doing up?! If Yami catches you, you'll be in big trouble!" She said, wagging a finger at Shadow.
Shadow grumbled something under her breath, staggered into the kitchen, and sat on a nearby stool.
"Please Mana, I need some real food," Shadow said, "and please Mana, call me Shadow."
". . .I can say yes for the name thing, but I still can't let you eat anything except that ...What do you call the stuff you've been eating?" Mana said inquisitively.
"Mush." Shadow said blandly.
Mana suppressed a laugh. "Well, you know perfectly well that you can't eat real food, because of that stomach wound."
Shadow sighed. "I suppose...but I'm hungry"
Mana smiled at Shadow. "I'll get you some 'mush'"
Shadow sighed, defeated, and smiled back. "You win. Bring on the mush."
As Mana went to getting Shadow some food, High priest Seto walked into the kitchens.
"Shadow, what in the name of Ra are you doing out of bed?" he demanded.
She turned to him, and frowned. "Exactly why do you care? And, if you don't mind, I'd like to be called Shadahrien by you."
He rolled his eyes. "I don't. It's just that if the Pharaoh finds out that you've been wandering the palace, his mind won't be on his work." He grabbed some fruit, and turned back to her. "And I'll call you what I please, since you aren't as high as I am."
Mana walked over to Shadow, and handed her a bowl of smashed fruit.
"Here you go Shadow." She said quietly.
"Thank you, Mana dear." Shadow said, as Mana walked away, grabbed the bowl of fruit she was washing, and left the kitchens.
Shadow stuffed a spoonful of the fruit in her mouth, swallowed it, and then glared up at Seto as she stood up. "No, you'll call me Shadahrien."
She then left the kitchens.
She only turned the corner to the hall that first lead away from the kitchens, before she had to rest.
She leaned on the wall, slid down it, and began to eat the fruit.
I know I took forever to get up this chapter, but lets face it, writers block is just so hard to get by! And, once more, that damn wall of erasers stand in my way!!ARG! Well. . .enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer-I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, for the 6th friggin time!
~Later, at the palace~
Shadows horse stopped in front of the main stairs, leading into the palace.
Shadow slide off her horse, and stumbled up the stairs. She walked down the halls, to the throne room, occasionally leaning against a wall for a moment, to catch her breath.
She pushed on one of the large double doors, and fell into the throne room.
Yami looked up from a piece of papyrus Shimon was showing him, and saw Shadow.
He pushed past Shimon, ran down the stairs to the throne, and over to Shadow. He kneeled down, and turned her over, so she was laying on her back. He lifted her head, and placed it on his lap.
"Shadow? Shadow, can you hear me?" He asked softly. A few of the high priests, and Shimon gathered loosely around where Yami and Shadow were.
Shadows eyes flickered open. "Yami! He's-he's stronger!" she turned her head away from him, and coughed up blood onto the floor, then looked back at him, "He killed them all! He-he's coming back, Yami." She groaned, and her eyes slowly closed.
Yami looked at all her wounds.
She had several small cuts on her face, and another on her neck. There were several on her upper chest, and her arms were covered in huge gashes. There was a large, and deep, gash across her stomach, and her legs where bruised badly.
Yami looked at the small crowd assembled, and frowned.
"What are you waiting for? Get some doctors, RIGHT NOW!"
The crowed scattered, and went to what they were supposed to do; a couple ran off to find some doctors.
Yami looked down at Shadow. He sighed sadly, and a single tear fell onto her face.
~Later that day~
Yami walked down the hall to Shadows chambers.
A doctor exited the room as he came towards it.
"How is she?" Yami asked quietly.
"Well, sire, she'll be lucky if she survives the night. She's lost a lot of blood, and the gash on her stomach could be fatal." The doctor replied.
Yami sighed, stepped past the doctor, and went into her room.
"Shadow?" He asked quietly.
Shadow was lying in her bed, breathing heavily. Bandages covered her wounds, and the millennium tauk laid on a table beside her bed. She turned her head to the side, and looked at Yami.
"Hi" she said weakly.
"How're you doing?" he asked, walking over beside her bed, and kneeling down.
"Pretty good." She mumbled.
Yami put his hand over hers. "Are you sure?"
Shadow winced slightly. "Yeah. Most of the little cuts and stuff should be better by next week." She half-heartedly smiled at him.
He smiled back. A twinge of sadness gripped him for a moment. Obviously, the doctor hadn't told her that she'd be lucky if she survived.
"Shadow...I'm sorry about before...I didn't mean to act so rash, but I'm pharaoh now, and I thought" he was cut off by Shadow, placing a finger on his lips.
"You talk too much, you know that?" She said with a smile.
Yami smiled, as Shadow dropped her hand back onto the bed.
She moaned quietly, barely audible, but Yami heard it, and looked sadly down at his fallen friend. Shadow looked up, and gazed into his eyes.
"Why are you so sad, Yami?" she asked quietly, sitting up with a wince.
"Shadow...I have to be quite honest with you. The doctor said it would be a miracle if...if you survived" He muttered, brushing hair from her face.
The smallest of smiles played across her face. "But...Even if I died, I'd go onto the afterlife"
Yami looked at her perplexed.
"Having ushabti's do all your work for you wouldn't be so bad"
Yami smiled.
"But, it just wouldn't be the same without you there..." she murmured.
Yami leaned forward, and kissed Shadow. After a moment, he broke it, Shadow blushing madly, but smiling none the less. "Nor would the palace, without you around..." he got up, and slowly exited the room.
Shadow watched him leave, then turned her head, and looked out the doors that led onto the small balcony that was attached to her room.
"I don't want to die yet" she mumbled, a silent tear slide down her cheek.
~One Week Later~
Shadow got out of her bed weekly. She stumbled out of her room, and began going down the hall.
Her wounds were still as serious, but she felt better, even though she didn't look it. And, she hated being treated like she was 2.
She made her way to the kitchen, and slowly stumbled in.
Inside the kitchen, Mana was washing fruit, and putting it in a bowl for Mahaado.
"Mana. . ." Shadow said, her voice scratchy.
Mana jumped, causing at least three fruits to fall to the floor. She turned to see Shadow standing in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe. She was startled by Shadow's appearance. Her hair hung loosely, an messily, around her shoulders, the blue part of her bangs melding in with the rest of it. She had bags under her eyes, and her clothes were rumpled.
"Shadahrien, what are you doing up?! If Yami catches you, you'll be in big trouble!" She said, wagging a finger at Shadow.
Shadow grumbled something under her breath, staggered into the kitchen, and sat on a nearby stool.
"Please Mana, I need some real food," Shadow said, "and please Mana, call me Shadow."
". . .I can say yes for the name thing, but I still can't let you eat anything except that ...What do you call the stuff you've been eating?" Mana said inquisitively.
"Mush." Shadow said blandly.
Mana suppressed a laugh. "Well, you know perfectly well that you can't eat real food, because of that stomach wound."
Shadow sighed. "I suppose...but I'm hungry"
Mana smiled at Shadow. "I'll get you some 'mush'"
Shadow sighed, defeated, and smiled back. "You win. Bring on the mush."
As Mana went to getting Shadow some food, High priest Seto walked into the kitchens.
"Shadow, what in the name of Ra are you doing out of bed?" he demanded.
She turned to him, and frowned. "Exactly why do you care? And, if you don't mind, I'd like to be called Shadahrien by you."
He rolled his eyes. "I don't. It's just that if the Pharaoh finds out that you've been wandering the palace, his mind won't be on his work." He grabbed some fruit, and turned back to her. "And I'll call you what I please, since you aren't as high as I am."
Mana walked over to Shadow, and handed her a bowl of smashed fruit.
"Here you go Shadow." She said quietly.
"Thank you, Mana dear." Shadow said, as Mana walked away, grabbed the bowl of fruit she was washing, and left the kitchens.
Shadow stuffed a spoonful of the fruit in her mouth, swallowed it, and then glared up at Seto as she stood up. "No, you'll call me Shadahrien."
She then left the kitchens.
She only turned the corner to the hall that first lead away from the kitchens, before she had to rest.
She leaned on the wall, slid down it, and began to eat the fruit.