Holy crap! It's been a while since I've updated... I won't bore you with
excuses because I have a lot of them, but I do apologize for the lack of
updating. Anyway, I just got a couple of reviews, in which I was called an
evil meanie... sniffle. Ehehe, anyway, here's the chapter.
Disclaimer- I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh... well, last time I checked, I didn't. Checks again. Sigh, I still don't own it... maybe now? Nope... how about now...
The person kept running towards me.
As he got closer, I could see who it was.
"Yugi!" I exclaimed. "It was you all along?"
Yugi nodded, and managed to sputter out "And Yami," before he bent down to catch his breath.
"So... do you have a plan on how to get out of this mess?" I asked him.
Yugi finally caught his breath and said, "Actually, Yami does. He said there's some book on it in the library. I have no idea how he found out, though, considering this library is a little after his time..."
"No kidding..." I said. "Um, anyway, does he know exactly where the book is, or do we have to search for it?" I asked, digging the toe of my sneaker into the soft dirt.
When I looked up again, I saw the Yugi had transformed into Yami.
"Yes, Malik. I know exactly where the book is. Just follow me."
Without another word, he walked right into the library.
We walked down some steps to the children's' section, and then proceeded to the very back of it. There was a wall there that had a door marked Employees Only.
With not so much as a glance, Yami walked through the door. I trailed behind, a little less at ease than he was.
We had walked right into a dim room, where there were stacks of books with broken binding, tapes with the film torn, and scratched CD's. On one wall there was a pile of boxes. The top one wasn't closed. Yami started unpiling the boxes, and handed the first one to me. In it there was an array of brand new books that needed to be tagged still. Wondering what on earth these new books could have to do with anything, I set the box down and returned my gaze to Yami.
Yami had moved aside the remaining two boxes and was now kneeling on the floor, staring at the wall. A couple of thoughts flitted across my mind, the first one being that he had gone completely crazy.
Just then, he pressed part of the wall, and a small door swung open. It was about two feet by two feet. Yami squeezed through it, and motioned for me to do the same.
We ended up in a tunnel with a normal sized ceiling. After about two minutes of walking, we came to a staircase. Above the stairs hung a sign in Egyptian hieroglyphics.
Yami must have seen my confused face, because he translated the sign for me.
He said:
In here lies the books of prophesies
Of which only royal blood can seek
It was then I remembered that Yami used to be a pharaoh.
As we descended the stairs, I wondered how some old prophecies could answer my questions.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, it was totally dark. I heard Yami rummaging around for something. Then the room was lit, and I saw Yami holding a torch.
In the middle of the room, a very dusty book sat on a faded purple pillow. Yami picked up the book carefully, and then opened it.
In fairly neat handwriting was a table of contents. It was all in hieroglyphics. Yami then turned to a page, and started reading out loud:
"Since the dawn of time, there has been a greater evil than we can ever imagine. It is said that the one who could vanquish it must be a grave keeper by blood. This certain person, or 'chosen one' as you may, will have a hard life, but not be an adult. The great evil will come to him by starting out as something small, but will then grow bigger. There may be other things to help him on his quest, but he alone can only destroy the evil. There would be no point in looking for this evil, as the evil shall come to him.
"Don't you see, Malik?" asked Yami. "This prophesy is talking about you!"
"No way!" I scoffed. "That's impossible. Almost anyone could fit that description. What makes you so sure it's me?"
"Allow me to finish reading. 'Alone and friendless, the 'chosen one' will have only one weapon. The legendary Millennium Rod.'"
Those words hit me full force. 'The legendary Millennium Rod.' That's mine. I took the Rod out of my back pocket, and held it. How could it help me? I wondered. Sure, it has a knife, and mind control, but both of those don't seem like great weapons against evil.
But then, another thought crept into my mind. I couldn't fully grasp it, though.
"Malik?" asked Yami. "I think we should get going now."
I nodded, trying to clear my head and to figure out what that though was. I kept thinking as I walked up the stairs, back through the trapdoor, and out of the library, where I said a good-bye to Yami and Yugi. I walked home, only sort of paying attention to what I was doing, and then locked myself in my room. I was so tired that I laid on my bed fully clothed and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I sat straight up, finally realizing what the thought had been.
The rod as my only weapon... but what about that snake? The more I thought about it, the better I realized that whenever I saw the snake, the rod wasn't present. In the park, the rod wasn't there, at Rishid's house, the rod was... wait, it was there. Unless...
I tried to scan my memory, and that's when I realized that when I looked down to Marik's hand, the rod was blood-red... but it looked different. Marik's hand must have been covered in blood! That wasn't the rod I saw, it was his hand!
Finally figuring out that the rod has another power, I felt exhausted, and fell back onto my bed and fell asleep.
Well, there's the sixth chappie, please tell how you liked it!
Disclaimer- I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh... well, last time I checked, I didn't. Checks again. Sigh, I still don't own it... maybe now? Nope... how about now...
The person kept running towards me.
As he got closer, I could see who it was.
"Yugi!" I exclaimed. "It was you all along?"
Yugi nodded, and managed to sputter out "And Yami," before he bent down to catch his breath.
"So... do you have a plan on how to get out of this mess?" I asked him.
Yugi finally caught his breath and said, "Actually, Yami does. He said there's some book on it in the library. I have no idea how he found out, though, considering this library is a little after his time..."
"No kidding..." I said. "Um, anyway, does he know exactly where the book is, or do we have to search for it?" I asked, digging the toe of my sneaker into the soft dirt.
When I looked up again, I saw the Yugi had transformed into Yami.
"Yes, Malik. I know exactly where the book is. Just follow me."
Without another word, he walked right into the library.
We walked down some steps to the children's' section, and then proceeded to the very back of it. There was a wall there that had a door marked Employees Only.
With not so much as a glance, Yami walked through the door. I trailed behind, a little less at ease than he was.
We had walked right into a dim room, where there were stacks of books with broken binding, tapes with the film torn, and scratched CD's. On one wall there was a pile of boxes. The top one wasn't closed. Yami started unpiling the boxes, and handed the first one to me. In it there was an array of brand new books that needed to be tagged still. Wondering what on earth these new books could have to do with anything, I set the box down and returned my gaze to Yami.
Yami had moved aside the remaining two boxes and was now kneeling on the floor, staring at the wall. A couple of thoughts flitted across my mind, the first one being that he had gone completely crazy.
Just then, he pressed part of the wall, and a small door swung open. It was about two feet by two feet. Yami squeezed through it, and motioned for me to do the same.
We ended up in a tunnel with a normal sized ceiling. After about two minutes of walking, we came to a staircase. Above the stairs hung a sign in Egyptian hieroglyphics.
Yami must have seen my confused face, because he translated the sign for me.
He said:
In here lies the books of prophesies
Of which only royal blood can seek
It was then I remembered that Yami used to be a pharaoh.
As we descended the stairs, I wondered how some old prophecies could answer my questions.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, it was totally dark. I heard Yami rummaging around for something. Then the room was lit, and I saw Yami holding a torch.
In the middle of the room, a very dusty book sat on a faded purple pillow. Yami picked up the book carefully, and then opened it.
In fairly neat handwriting was a table of contents. It was all in hieroglyphics. Yami then turned to a page, and started reading out loud:
"Since the dawn of time, there has been a greater evil than we can ever imagine. It is said that the one who could vanquish it must be a grave keeper by blood. This certain person, or 'chosen one' as you may, will have a hard life, but not be an adult. The great evil will come to him by starting out as something small, but will then grow bigger. There may be other things to help him on his quest, but he alone can only destroy the evil. There would be no point in looking for this evil, as the evil shall come to him.
"Don't you see, Malik?" asked Yami. "This prophesy is talking about you!"
"No way!" I scoffed. "That's impossible. Almost anyone could fit that description. What makes you so sure it's me?"
"Allow me to finish reading. 'Alone and friendless, the 'chosen one' will have only one weapon. The legendary Millennium Rod.'"
Those words hit me full force. 'The legendary Millennium Rod.' That's mine. I took the Rod out of my back pocket, and held it. How could it help me? I wondered. Sure, it has a knife, and mind control, but both of those don't seem like great weapons against evil.
But then, another thought crept into my mind. I couldn't fully grasp it, though.
"Malik?" asked Yami. "I think we should get going now."
I nodded, trying to clear my head and to figure out what that though was. I kept thinking as I walked up the stairs, back through the trapdoor, and out of the library, where I said a good-bye to Yami and Yugi. I walked home, only sort of paying attention to what I was doing, and then locked myself in my room. I was so tired that I laid on my bed fully clothed and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I sat straight up, finally realizing what the thought had been.
The rod as my only weapon... but what about that snake? The more I thought about it, the better I realized that whenever I saw the snake, the rod wasn't present. In the park, the rod wasn't there, at Rishid's house, the rod was... wait, it was there. Unless...
I tried to scan my memory, and that's when I realized that when I looked down to Marik's hand, the rod was blood-red... but it looked different. Marik's hand must have been covered in blood! That wasn't the rod I saw, it was his hand!
Finally figuring out that the rod has another power, I felt exhausted, and fell back onto my bed and fell asleep.
Well, there's the sixth chappie, please tell how you liked it!