Anzu woke up in a cold, dark, damp room surrounded by iron bars. She sat up to see that she was stripped of her clothes and was only wearing a small...very short...white gown. All of her jewelry was taken also.
Looking around, she shivered at the sight of dried blood on the walls.
"Uhhhnnn..." someone moaned. Anzu jumped.
"Whose there?" she said in a whisper. She looked to see a dark figure sitting down and up against the wall. Looking closer, Anzu saw that it was her older brother, Seth.
"Seth!" she cried as she crawled toward him. His hands were chained to the wall and she saw that the cuffs were cutting into his skin. Old dried and caked, blood was smudged around his wrists. Anzu touched his face, it was cold but he was still alive.
"Seth! Come on big brother! Wake up." She said slapping his face gently to wake him. His eyes slowly opened.
"Good. Come on, wake up." She whispered. His eyes widened.
"Anzu, your okay." He said weakly. He tried to hug her but the chains kept his hands back. Fresh blood seeped down his arms.
"You hurt yourself. Be careful," She said as she gently hugged him. He rested in her warmth. One could tell that Anzu and Seth were siblings. Like Anzu, Seth had azure eyes and brown hair. The only difference is that he stood a head taller than her.
She nuzzled her face in his chest, listening to his soft heartbeat.
"You're okay," she whispered. He was about to speak until-
"Well isn't this a heart warming moment?" a voice sneered. They looked to see a young man leaning against a wall. He clapped his hands and the cuffs on Seth unlocked themselves. He rubbed his wrists tenderly, which still bled freely, and pulled Anzu in his arms protectively. The man glared at them.
"Interesting. The High Priest Seth has a soft spot," he said with a mischievous smile. Seth, with little remaining strength, stood up and leaned against Anzu for some support.
"What do you want?" Anzu asked seriously. The man eyed Anzu, ignoring Seth who was glaring daggers at him.
"All I want is some..." he started. Before he cold finish, the dungeon door swung open. There stood the man Anzu saw earlier.
Bakura.
"Interrogations Marik?" Bakura sneered. The man looked at Bakura with a smirk.
"Oh whatever," Bakura said pretending to look bored. He dismissed the man and closed the door with a slam.
"Pervert," he mumbled. He looked into the cellar; Anzu was stroking Seth's hair. She turned her gaze from him- surely scared. Bakura unlocked the cellar and stepped in.
"Awe. Don't be scared. Everyone must die someday. But I can guarantee a gentle death," Bakura said with a crazed smile on his face. Seth wrenched loose of his sister's grip and ran toward Bakura. He drew back his fist. Fueled with anger, he punched him in the stomach.
Bakura wobbled back a little, then straightened up, like nothing hit him. Seth was in shock.
"Nice punch," he said coolly.
"Let me show you mine!" without warning, Bakura punched Seth in the stomach and face. Seth was sent flying against the wall.
"SETH?!" Anzu screamed as she ran to her brother. His mouth was bleeding badly. Anzu took a sleeve of her dress and wiped the blood off. He pushed her hand away.
"I'm fine," he tried to get up, but stumbled back down.
Anzu looked at Bakura with utter disgust.
"You monster! How could you do such a thing to a person?" She said walking toward Bakura. He didn't say anything.
"Answer me!" she yelled. She slapped him as hard as she could. A blue light surrounded her as Bakura lifted her with his power. A gold ring shone around his neck.
"Anzu!" Seth yelled as he tried to get up with all his might. Seth started to laugh as he spun his hand around. Anzu began to spin so fast that you couldn't see her face expression. A blue light surrounded Seth too as he was lifted into the air. Seth tried to struggle but couldn't do a thing.
"STOP THIS BAKURA!" an old voice boomed. Bakura stopped spinning his hand, which stopped Anzu. She hung limp in the air.
"What do you want old man?" Bakura said, not looking over his shoulder.
"I'm surprised at you Bakura. Playing with your toys so violently," the voice said. Bakura chuckled, his eyes on Anzu. She felt sick under his gaze.
"Seth," Bakura said again. Seth switched his gaze from Anzu to the old man. His skin cringed at the sight.
He was dress as a high priest. His skin was a grey and his eyes were like portals to the dark dimension. Ugly.
"I am High Priest Heishin," he informed. Bakura brought his hand forward, bringing Anzu to his arms. He held her bridal style.
Heishin took Mariana's hand and kissed it.
"My, you look just like your mother... before she died that is." Anzu tried to yank her hand away but Heishin had a mighty grip. She was also very weak, and was growing weaker.
"Let go!" she demanded but he still didn't let go.
"Leave her alone you monster!" Seth yelled. Heishin slammed him against the wall with his own power.
"Now, that was uncalled for," Bakura said with a chuckle. He looked at Anzu and tightened his grip on her.
"Now Bakura is the time to put plan into action. Take you reward and I'll deal with the boy," Heishin said as a blue light formed around his free hand.
"Now go!"
"Yeah, yeah," Bakura said as he disappeared with Anzu. Heishin chuckled loudly.
"What do you want?" Seth demanded in anger. Heishin smiled.
"Well...I'm giving you a front row seat...of your beloved sister's death,"
Marik arrived at the kingdom gates. He raised a hand and blew the gates down with a fireball. Magic given to him by Heishin.
Smiling at the mess he made, he started toward the main chamber, were Atemu's throne lye.
Once again, he blew down the doors and entered the chamber. Atemu stood up from his throne and glared at Marik. He clenched his fist as he yelled
"I presume that you have Anzu and the High Priest Seth?!"
Marik looked at Atemu maliciously. He started toward the Pharaoh only to stop when a body blocked his path. Marik looked up to see Mahado glaring down on him.
"Magician-priest, out of my way!" Marik said to him. Atemu nodded his head and the magician backed down unenthusiastically. Marik chuckled.
"I will ask again. Where is Anzu and Seth?" the Pharaoh said, growing impatient. He had to get Anzu back.
Anzu...love...
Marik mumbled some words and two ebony horses galloped into the main chamber.
"Follow," he said as he mounted one. The other walked over to the Pharaoh and allowed him to mount it. Marik sped off ahead with Atemu trailing close behind.
Bakura watched the girl as she stared off into the sunset. Tears streamed down her face. This gave him all the time to admire her beauty. Such a waste...
He fingered the machete sitting beside him. What a total waste of beauty...Anubis will favor your beauty...when the time comes that is...
"When he arrives, I shall kill you in front of him and your brother," he said quietly. Anzu looked to see a hand-tied Seth sitting on a horse. He was looking up at her and she could have sworn...she saw tears in his eyes.
Atemu rode swiftly besides Marik, and a cliff came into view...then...Anzu! She was tethered to a wooden poll and the man Bakura stood beside her.
Run Pharaoh...you'll never make it...As Atemu rode closer, Bakura stepped toward Anzu. He lifted the machete to her throat.
"Atemu...," she choked out in tears. She could see his face, he was so worried, seeing the weapon so close to her. His horse stopped and he jumped off, running to her.
"You're too late Pharaoh!" Bakura said. And then it happened.
Blood.
Pouring blood from her neck.
He lost her...