All: glare BOUT DAMN TIME!!
Rowenna: backs away Whoa!! Sorry!!
Marik: You took your own sweet time to finish this chapter!!
Yami: I was supposed to be introduced a MONTH AGO!
Twilight: filing nails HAHA! I'm not that surprised. She does have a life, you know.
Yami & Marik: OO
Rowenna: Sorry but she is right. The holidays in retail are murder.... Especially when happen to be a member of management! Not to mention a severe case of writers block.
Ziyal: Yeah SOME OF US pointing to herself and Rowenna have to work for a living. settles back into couch with book
Marik: rolls eyes Yeah right....you just sit and do nothing. Make yourself useful and do the disclaimer bit.
Ziyal: without looking up from page, holds up piece of posterboard "Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to whoever invented it. The rest belongs to Rowenna. Now go read and review already so they'll quit their whining."
Yami: Ok Marik, tell me how you did that? Did you cheat and use your rod to control her?
Marik: bored look It's my secret...now let us start this thing please. I'm not getting any younger.
Chapter 7: The Arrival
Both girls were bored out of their minds. The flight to Japan was not supposed to be a long one, but with only Duel Monsters to play, the time was dragging. Sarah and Twilight were both distracted from their game though. Each girl was thinking of their new Egyptian friend and what the future may hold for them. They waited so long between turns at one point that Duncan wondered what was wrong. Being the wise father that he was, he knew both girls were at odds over Namu. It was their first rivalry over a boy and he prayed they would work it out without fighting.
Duncan was looking forward to his new job. It was in a state of the art facility and he was being given everything he needed to get his girls settled. His good friend Solomon Mouto had made all the arrangements in advance. Duncan had met him while working on an archaeological dig in Greece one year. Through the years, they kept in touch through emails and phone calls. It had been three years since they last worked together on a project and he looked forward to living in the same city as his friend. Solomon lived close to the museum with his grandson Yugi, whose parents had passed away years ago. Duncan knew that Yugi was sixteen and was attending the same high school that his daughters would be enrolling at. He only hoped the teens all got along with one another. He had no idea how long this assignment would last.
Glancing at his watch, Duncan guessed they had about another twenty minutes or so till the plane landed in Domino City. Twilight put her hand on his arm to get his attention. As his eyes met hers, he saw the look of hesitation and something else, fear maybe.
"Is something wrong, dear?" he asked. When she averted her gaze from his, he knew it was something about her past that was troubling her. This was Twilight's way of avoiding the issue. She would do anything to change the subject so she did not have to discuss it. Just one of her many character flaws.
"Forget it," she said. "I forgot what it was anyway." She took his wrist and turned it so she could check the time on his watch.
"Just tell me, Twilight. Whatever it is, I'll listen." She looked up and now the fear he thought he saw there before was clearly visible. You could always see her emotions in her eyes.
"I saw something odd in the tomb Namu and I took shelter in," Twilight said. "I also heard strange things down there."
"What did you see?" Duncan asked.
"There was something written in that tomb that I could read and understand," she said. "It was a phase written in Gaelic. How is that possible? Were there any Celts in Ancient Egypt?" She had more questions but Duncan held up his hand to stop her.
"First things first," he said. "What was it that you read?"
"So mise dachaidh rithisd," Twilight said, wanting answers to all her questions.
Duncan thought for a moment. "'Here I'm home again'. What in heaven's name was that doing on the walls of an Egyptian tomb?" He turned to glance out the plane's window, letting out a slow breath.
"And this voice you say you heard," Duncan asked. "Tell me more about that. What kind of voice was it? Describe it and what did it say." He was still not looking at her, giving her more confidence to speak out on her encounter.
"It was a man's voice and he sounded as if he was in pain," Twilight said, thinking back to when she had heard the man's voice. It was when Namu kissed her. Now that she thought about it the voice sounded as though it was watching their actions and was distressed by them. Her past was such a mystery to her and she had a strange feeling this was a missing piece of the puzzle. She had recognized some of the Egyptian phrases in the tomb too, yet she had never studied the language. Maybe she had visited the country, but it was so long ago. Was she really that old? She looked back at her father and smiled. He wanted to help her with this burden. She should tell him everything that happened, minus the making out part. That tale she would tell no one, not even Sarah.
"Da," she whispered. "I think whoever or whatever it was I heard was watching us. It gives me the creeps just talking about it." She shivered and brought her hands up to hug herself. Thinking about it only made her feel as though she was doing something wrong.
Duncan watched her closely as she told her story. He knew she was leaving something out of her story, something important. By the look on her face there was more that went on with Namu than she wanted to tell. He knew he should not get nosey and push her for information but he had a right to know. If it was something improper that happened, he wanted to know, regardless of the fact she was old enough. As he was about to pry into her story, the stewardess came over and informed them that they were about to land in Domino City.
Sarah, who had been listening to the whole conversation, frowned as she fastened her seat belt. If Twilight regained her past memories, she might not want to stay her sister. Now that she had a sister, Sarah did not want to give her up. Sure, it was selfish of her to think such a thing, but it was even harder to face the rest of her life with nobody to share secrets with. She had never trusted anyone like she trusted in Twilight, not even her own father.
"Oh I have to stop thinking these stupid thoughts," she thought. "I can't change what she is or whatever happened in her past. The only thing is to stand by her and hope it all works out in the end. Maybe these dreams and the voices will pass."
Inside the airport
Yugi Mouto could not sit still if his life depended on it. Looking at his watch, he realized that it had only been two minutes since the last time he looked at it. The plane was late and he wanted to get home in time to meet up with Joey and Tristan. His friends were really eager to come for a visit after he told them about Mr. MacLeod having two daughters their own age. He hoped Sarah and Twilight were nice and easy to get along with. His Grandpa said he had talked to one of them once or twice on the phone and that they sounded like nice girls.
Yugi fingered the puzzle around his neck, wondering what the Spirit thought of all this. After the dream they had shared last night, Yugi had not heard anything from the puzzle's spirit. Glancing over at his Grandpa, who had fallen asleep in his chair, Yugi opened the mind link he shared with his other self. He closed his eyes and was soon face to face with the Spirit, who was a slightly taller, older version of himself. There were a few other differences that stood out as well. The Spirit's eyes were more slanted and harsh, like a seasoned warrior, while Yugi's were round and soft, full of innocence. Yugi could also noticed the way the spirit held himself, confident and ready to take on any challenge. By his stance, the Spirit was also ready for Yugi's visit. One hand was in his pants pocket and his head was cocked to the side slightly.
"Patience is a virtue, Yugi," he said, a small smile playing across his face. "Why are you so worked up?"
Yugi just gaped at him. "You saw that picture of them. They are drop dead gorgeous! I just hope that they are not snobs."
Thinking about that picture jarred the Spirit's memory of their dream. "Yugi," he said. "One of those girls was in our dream last night. The one with the red hair."
"Do you think we saw her in the dream because I was thinking about them before I went to bed?" Yugi asked.
The Spirit just shook his head. "I don't know," he said. "That would make sense if it is true." He did not want to voice the idea that seeing her picture made them dream of her. Something deep down told him there was more to that dream. Only time would solve this puzzle for him.
The loud speaker announcing the plane's arrival startled both of them out of their thoughts. Yugi got up and stretched before following his Grandpa to the gate. He secretly wished his other would take his place. Making excuses to explain his nervous feelings, he saw that people were starting to exit the plane. Next he saw a tall, middle-aged man with dark hair wave in their direction. "This must be Mr. MacLeod," Yugi thought to himself. His Grandpa gave a shout and walked toward the man, arm outstretched for a firm handshake. The two men were laughing and exchanging comments on age, Yugi felt out of place. Looking up he saw two girls with the same look of boredom that he must have been wearing. One of the two, a girl with striking blond hair and blue eyes, noticed him and smiled in greeting.
"Hi," she said. "You must be Yugi Mouto. I'm Sarah MacLeod and this is my sister, Twilight." Sarah extended her arm in greeting while motioning to the other girl, Twilight.
Yugi took Sarah's hand and shook it, smiling. They were going to be nice to him; his worrying was all for nothing. As Twilight extended her hand, he felt the Spirit stir, urging him to take her hand and bring it to his lips for a chaste kiss. It took a lot of willpower not to follow that suggestion. Taking her hand in his he gently shook it, noticing the girl's eyes seemed to look into his soul. The spirit tried to take control again, wanting, no needing, to meet the girl from his dream. Yugi could sense his pain, and wondered about it. Smiling brightly, he continued to struggle against his puzzle's Spirit.
"Welcome to Domino City," Yugi said, winning the battle for control. They both thanked him in unison, but Twilight frowned a bit and searched his face with her gaze, looking for something.
"Yugi," the Spirit's voice echoed in his mind. "She knows."
Marik: As your new God and Pharaoh, I demand you continue this story NOW!
Yami: glares and mutters Egyptian curses
Ziyal: with nose still buried in The Complete Gods and Goddesses of Ancient Egypt, makes "blah blah" motion with hand
Marik: HOW DARE YOU MOCK YOUR FUTURE GOD!
Ziyal: As much as I love ancient Egypt, you were not and are not an Egyptian god. Flips to index Mafdet, Mahes, Malquata.... No Marik, Malik OR Malrik in here...sorry. Returns to page she was on now go bug Bakura.... I'm busy.
Marik: sputters then holds up God Card GO LOOK UP RA. THEN we see who is the God!
Ziyal: YOU are not Ra....now GO AWAY, I'M TRYING TO READ. Turns page
Marik: turns a pleading look on Rowenna Will you please help me out here before I banish her mind to the Shadow Realm?
Rowenna: trying to contain laughter No way....you're on your own here.
Marik: Oh is that how it's going to be? Wait, if I'm on my own....evil grin
Ziyal: putting on headphones and cranking up Llewellyn That duct tape in the kitchen is looking really tempting about now....
Rowenna: backs away Whoa!! Sorry!!
Marik: You took your own sweet time to finish this chapter!!
Yami: I was supposed to be introduced a MONTH AGO!
Twilight: filing nails HAHA! I'm not that surprised. She does have a life, you know.
Yami & Marik: OO
Rowenna: Sorry but she is right. The holidays in retail are murder.... Especially when happen to be a member of management! Not to mention a severe case of writers block.
Ziyal: Yeah SOME OF US pointing to herself and Rowenna have to work for a living. settles back into couch with book
Marik: rolls eyes Yeah right....you just sit and do nothing. Make yourself useful and do the disclaimer bit.
Ziyal: without looking up from page, holds up piece of posterboard "Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to whoever invented it. The rest belongs to Rowenna. Now go read and review already so they'll quit their whining."
Yami: Ok Marik, tell me how you did that? Did you cheat and use your rod to control her?
Marik: bored look It's my secret...now let us start this thing please. I'm not getting any younger.
Chapter 7: The Arrival
Both girls were bored out of their minds. The flight to Japan was not supposed to be a long one, but with only Duel Monsters to play, the time was dragging. Sarah and Twilight were both distracted from their game though. Each girl was thinking of their new Egyptian friend and what the future may hold for them. They waited so long between turns at one point that Duncan wondered what was wrong. Being the wise father that he was, he knew both girls were at odds over Namu. It was their first rivalry over a boy and he prayed they would work it out without fighting.
Duncan was looking forward to his new job. It was in a state of the art facility and he was being given everything he needed to get his girls settled. His good friend Solomon Mouto had made all the arrangements in advance. Duncan had met him while working on an archaeological dig in Greece one year. Through the years, they kept in touch through emails and phone calls. It had been three years since they last worked together on a project and he looked forward to living in the same city as his friend. Solomon lived close to the museum with his grandson Yugi, whose parents had passed away years ago. Duncan knew that Yugi was sixteen and was attending the same high school that his daughters would be enrolling at. He only hoped the teens all got along with one another. He had no idea how long this assignment would last.
Glancing at his watch, Duncan guessed they had about another twenty minutes or so till the plane landed in Domino City. Twilight put her hand on his arm to get his attention. As his eyes met hers, he saw the look of hesitation and something else, fear maybe.
"Is something wrong, dear?" he asked. When she averted her gaze from his, he knew it was something about her past that was troubling her. This was Twilight's way of avoiding the issue. She would do anything to change the subject so she did not have to discuss it. Just one of her many character flaws.
"Forget it," she said. "I forgot what it was anyway." She took his wrist and turned it so she could check the time on his watch.
"Just tell me, Twilight. Whatever it is, I'll listen." She looked up and now the fear he thought he saw there before was clearly visible. You could always see her emotions in her eyes.
"I saw something odd in the tomb Namu and I took shelter in," Twilight said. "I also heard strange things down there."
"What did you see?" Duncan asked.
"There was something written in that tomb that I could read and understand," she said. "It was a phase written in Gaelic. How is that possible? Were there any Celts in Ancient Egypt?" She had more questions but Duncan held up his hand to stop her.
"First things first," he said. "What was it that you read?"
"So mise dachaidh rithisd," Twilight said, wanting answers to all her questions.
Duncan thought for a moment. "'Here I'm home again'. What in heaven's name was that doing on the walls of an Egyptian tomb?" He turned to glance out the plane's window, letting out a slow breath.
"And this voice you say you heard," Duncan asked. "Tell me more about that. What kind of voice was it? Describe it and what did it say." He was still not looking at her, giving her more confidence to speak out on her encounter.
"It was a man's voice and he sounded as if he was in pain," Twilight said, thinking back to when she had heard the man's voice. It was when Namu kissed her. Now that she thought about it the voice sounded as though it was watching their actions and was distressed by them. Her past was such a mystery to her and she had a strange feeling this was a missing piece of the puzzle. She had recognized some of the Egyptian phrases in the tomb too, yet she had never studied the language. Maybe she had visited the country, but it was so long ago. Was she really that old? She looked back at her father and smiled. He wanted to help her with this burden. She should tell him everything that happened, minus the making out part. That tale she would tell no one, not even Sarah.
"Da," she whispered. "I think whoever or whatever it was I heard was watching us. It gives me the creeps just talking about it." She shivered and brought her hands up to hug herself. Thinking about it only made her feel as though she was doing something wrong.
Duncan watched her closely as she told her story. He knew she was leaving something out of her story, something important. By the look on her face there was more that went on with Namu than she wanted to tell. He knew he should not get nosey and push her for information but he had a right to know. If it was something improper that happened, he wanted to know, regardless of the fact she was old enough. As he was about to pry into her story, the stewardess came over and informed them that they were about to land in Domino City.
Sarah, who had been listening to the whole conversation, frowned as she fastened her seat belt. If Twilight regained her past memories, she might not want to stay her sister. Now that she had a sister, Sarah did not want to give her up. Sure, it was selfish of her to think such a thing, but it was even harder to face the rest of her life with nobody to share secrets with. She had never trusted anyone like she trusted in Twilight, not even her own father.
"Oh I have to stop thinking these stupid thoughts," she thought. "I can't change what she is or whatever happened in her past. The only thing is to stand by her and hope it all works out in the end. Maybe these dreams and the voices will pass."
Inside the airport
Yugi Mouto could not sit still if his life depended on it. Looking at his watch, he realized that it had only been two minutes since the last time he looked at it. The plane was late and he wanted to get home in time to meet up with Joey and Tristan. His friends were really eager to come for a visit after he told them about Mr. MacLeod having two daughters their own age. He hoped Sarah and Twilight were nice and easy to get along with. His Grandpa said he had talked to one of them once or twice on the phone and that they sounded like nice girls.
Yugi fingered the puzzle around his neck, wondering what the Spirit thought of all this. After the dream they had shared last night, Yugi had not heard anything from the puzzle's spirit. Glancing over at his Grandpa, who had fallen asleep in his chair, Yugi opened the mind link he shared with his other self. He closed his eyes and was soon face to face with the Spirit, who was a slightly taller, older version of himself. There were a few other differences that stood out as well. The Spirit's eyes were more slanted and harsh, like a seasoned warrior, while Yugi's were round and soft, full of innocence. Yugi could also noticed the way the spirit held himself, confident and ready to take on any challenge. By his stance, the Spirit was also ready for Yugi's visit. One hand was in his pants pocket and his head was cocked to the side slightly.
"Patience is a virtue, Yugi," he said, a small smile playing across his face. "Why are you so worked up?"
Yugi just gaped at him. "You saw that picture of them. They are drop dead gorgeous! I just hope that they are not snobs."
Thinking about that picture jarred the Spirit's memory of their dream. "Yugi," he said. "One of those girls was in our dream last night. The one with the red hair."
"Do you think we saw her in the dream because I was thinking about them before I went to bed?" Yugi asked.
The Spirit just shook his head. "I don't know," he said. "That would make sense if it is true." He did not want to voice the idea that seeing her picture made them dream of her. Something deep down told him there was more to that dream. Only time would solve this puzzle for him.
The loud speaker announcing the plane's arrival startled both of them out of their thoughts. Yugi got up and stretched before following his Grandpa to the gate. He secretly wished his other would take his place. Making excuses to explain his nervous feelings, he saw that people were starting to exit the plane. Next he saw a tall, middle-aged man with dark hair wave in their direction. "This must be Mr. MacLeod," Yugi thought to himself. His Grandpa gave a shout and walked toward the man, arm outstretched for a firm handshake. The two men were laughing and exchanging comments on age, Yugi felt out of place. Looking up he saw two girls with the same look of boredom that he must have been wearing. One of the two, a girl with striking blond hair and blue eyes, noticed him and smiled in greeting.
"Hi," she said. "You must be Yugi Mouto. I'm Sarah MacLeod and this is my sister, Twilight." Sarah extended her arm in greeting while motioning to the other girl, Twilight.
Yugi took Sarah's hand and shook it, smiling. They were going to be nice to him; his worrying was all for nothing. As Twilight extended her hand, he felt the Spirit stir, urging him to take her hand and bring it to his lips for a chaste kiss. It took a lot of willpower not to follow that suggestion. Taking her hand in his he gently shook it, noticing the girl's eyes seemed to look into his soul. The spirit tried to take control again, wanting, no needing, to meet the girl from his dream. Yugi could sense his pain, and wondered about it. Smiling brightly, he continued to struggle against his puzzle's Spirit.
"Welcome to Domino City," Yugi said, winning the battle for control. They both thanked him in unison, but Twilight frowned a bit and searched his face with her gaze, looking for something.
"Yugi," the Spirit's voice echoed in his mind. "She knows."
Marik: As your new God and Pharaoh, I demand you continue this story NOW!
Yami: glares and mutters Egyptian curses
Ziyal: with nose still buried in The Complete Gods and Goddesses of Ancient Egypt, makes "blah blah" motion with hand
Marik: HOW DARE YOU MOCK YOUR FUTURE GOD!
Ziyal: As much as I love ancient Egypt, you were not and are not an Egyptian god. Flips to index Mafdet, Mahes, Malquata.... No Marik, Malik OR Malrik in here...sorry. Returns to page she was on now go bug Bakura.... I'm busy.
Marik: sputters then holds up God Card GO LOOK UP RA. THEN we see who is the God!
Ziyal: YOU are not Ra....now GO AWAY, I'M TRYING TO READ. Turns page
Marik: turns a pleading look on Rowenna Will you please help me out here before I banish her mind to the Shadow Realm?
Rowenna: trying to contain laughter No way....you're on your own here.
Marik: Oh is that how it's going to be? Wait, if I'm on my own....evil grin
Ziyal: putting on headphones and cranking up Llewellyn That duct tape in the kitchen is looking really tempting about now....