Well, this chapter is a bit longer.
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Raen opened the door to her dorm silently. She tossed her pack on the single bed. Walking over to the mirror, she pulled her cap off gently. Beneath it, set into her forehead, were two jewels. One a deep sapphire, the other a pale azure. She sighed, sliding her cap on again. {When will they join, again?}
{Sometime. You know the inscription as best as I do. But I believe it's time we delve deeper into their power.} The Essence replied. Raen shook her head.
{It's too dangerous. Remember what happened last time?} The Essence snorted.
{We're smarter now. We don't just run of bridges, do we?} The Essence replied smugly.
{I still think it's a bad idea.} Raen answered. Raen waited for an answer, but the Essence had already disappeared deep within jewels. She sat down on the bed. A sudden loud swear came from her Yami.
{Oh, shhhiitt!} The Essence was suddenly there, next to me. She had a very annoyed and alarmed look on her face. I had a bad feeling.
{What happened?} I asked. She was silent for a moment before answering.
{I triggered something. And it's happening...} {Huh? What's happening?} The Essence was silent. A faint light began to radiate from the jewels. It grew suddenly, flashing brightly. The room was filled with white light. Then, nothing...
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Raen groaned. She was in an alley. Warm air washed over her as she sat up. A tall, silver-haired female stood leaning against the wall. She looked like Raen, except for the fact that she was a few years older and had a lean, muscular look to her.
"Finally, my aibou. It took you long enough to awaken," she said. Raen realized suddenly that it was the Essence.
"What?" Raen stuttered. She shook her head. It was too confusing. What was going on? Her yami didn't seem to be just an image, an illusion of the mind and eyes. The Essence cocked her head. Bright sunlight filled the streets beyond. The walls around them were made of stone, worn by sand and time. A thin layer of reddish sand stretched through the streets and paths of the city. Everything was hot and dry. There was a faint hint of moisture in the air, coming from the east.
"I believe... we're back in ancient Egypt."
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Ryou followed Bakura through the shadows. It was not easy. The thief had mastered trickery and deception, along with the art of stealth. Bakura was similar to Ryou, except taller and more muscular. He had a lean, thin sinewy look to him. There was a jagged scar running down a side of his face. Bakura suddenly stopped, leaning back. They had come to an alley. There was the sound of familiar voices. Bakura slid around the edge. Ryou followed him. Raen and another much like herself came into view.
"So, tell me," Raen answered dryly to a previous statement, "What did you tap into?" The other shrugged.
"Something. I was curious." She glanced up, Raen following her gaze to Bakura, who was leaning against a wall, smirking. Ryou lost his grip on the wall he was leaning on and fell forward into the sand. Raen snickered at his mishap. The other was looking at Bakura intently.
"Meet my yami, Reikai," Raen said dully. She stood up, brushing the red sand off her jeans. There was silence for a moment. Then...
"She has a name?" Bakura sneered. Reikai took great pleasure in whapping him upside the head. Ryou looked utterly confused.
"Is there anyone else here besides us?" he asked meekly. The others shook their heads.
"I sensed another power as we arrived here," Reikai said gently. "Let's get you normal clothes. That may help you to blend in a bit." Raen nodded. The only thing on her mind was how they would get back to the future...
Raen opened the door to her dorm silently. She tossed her pack on the single bed. Walking over to the mirror, she pulled her cap off gently. Beneath it, set into her forehead, were two jewels. One a deep sapphire, the other a pale azure. She sighed, sliding her cap on again. {When will they join, again?}
{Sometime. You know the inscription as best as I do. But I believe it's time we delve deeper into their power.} The Essence replied. Raen shook her head.
{It's too dangerous. Remember what happened last time?} The Essence snorted.
{We're smarter now. We don't just run of bridges, do we?} The Essence replied smugly.
{I still think it's a bad idea.} Raen answered. Raen waited for an answer, but the Essence had already disappeared deep within jewels. She sat down on the bed. A sudden loud swear came from her Yami.
{Oh, shhhiitt!} The Essence was suddenly there, next to me. She had a very annoyed and alarmed look on her face. I had a bad feeling.
{What happened?} I asked. She was silent for a moment before answering.
{I triggered something. And it's happening...} {Huh? What's happening?} The Essence was silent. A faint light began to radiate from the jewels. It grew suddenly, flashing brightly. The room was filled with white light. Then, nothing...
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Raen groaned. She was in an alley. Warm air washed over her as she sat up. A tall, silver-haired female stood leaning against the wall. She looked like Raen, except for the fact that she was a few years older and had a lean, muscular look to her.
"Finally, my aibou. It took you long enough to awaken," she said. Raen realized suddenly that it was the Essence.
"What?" Raen stuttered. She shook her head. It was too confusing. What was going on? Her yami didn't seem to be just an image, an illusion of the mind and eyes. The Essence cocked her head. Bright sunlight filled the streets beyond. The walls around them were made of stone, worn by sand and time. A thin layer of reddish sand stretched through the streets and paths of the city. Everything was hot and dry. There was a faint hint of moisture in the air, coming from the east.
"I believe... we're back in ancient Egypt."
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Ryou followed Bakura through the shadows. It was not easy. The thief had mastered trickery and deception, along with the art of stealth. Bakura was similar to Ryou, except taller and more muscular. He had a lean, thin sinewy look to him. There was a jagged scar running down a side of his face. Bakura suddenly stopped, leaning back. They had come to an alley. There was the sound of familiar voices. Bakura slid around the edge. Ryou followed him. Raen and another much like herself came into view.
"So, tell me," Raen answered dryly to a previous statement, "What did you tap into?" The other shrugged.
"Something. I was curious." She glanced up, Raen following her gaze to Bakura, who was leaning against a wall, smirking. Ryou lost his grip on the wall he was leaning on and fell forward into the sand. Raen snickered at his mishap. The other was looking at Bakura intently.
"Meet my yami, Reikai," Raen said dully. She stood up, brushing the red sand off her jeans. There was silence for a moment. Then...
"She has a name?" Bakura sneered. Reikai took great pleasure in whapping him upside the head. Ryou looked utterly confused.
"Is there anyone else here besides us?" he asked meekly. The others shook their heads.
"I sensed another power as we arrived here," Reikai said gently. "Let's get you normal clothes. That may help you to blend in a bit." Raen nodded. The only thing on her mind was how they would get back to the future...