Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: Rawwwr, rawr! Rawwwwr rawr rawr rrrrawwwwrr rawr rrrawwrm, raawwwwwwrrr... (Hey, folks! Sorry this next chapter took so long to get posted, but you see...)

Tulip-Jin:(from distance) NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! I DON'T WANNNNNNNNAAAAAA!!!!!!!

Yami Tulip-Jin:(also in distance) Ra-dammit Aibou, you're going back dead or alive! Stop squirming!

TJ: I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL!!!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO!!!!!

Yami TJ: Wanna bet on that?

Chibi Red Eyes: Rawwrr rawr, rawwwwrr rawr rawr...rawr...rawwwwr rawr. Rrrrrraaaawwwwrrrr rawr rawr, rawwwwwwrr rawr! (As you can see, TJ's gotta a little...attached...to her vacation. But to cheer everybody up, here's the next chapter of our fic!)

TJ:(being dragged away by her Yami) YOU HAVEN'T HEARD THE LAST OF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.......Disclaimer: Let's all make an intelligent guess here: Do I A) Not own Yugioh, or B) Not own Yugioh?


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Hotra and Jono were acting door guard when I finally left the tent. The remains of our once-mighty army were sitting around nearby, and they all started cheering when they saw me.

"What on earth?"

"Hey Yamakali, you're a hero!" Jono said. He looked a bit run-down but was as full of energy as ever.

"That freaky guy with the magic powers would have destroyed us all if you hadn't stopped him," Hotra said, "Everyone that saw you thinks you're the best magician in Egypt!"

"Yeah, especially since that trainee High Priest guy took off," Jono said but then I asked, "Septhroith left?"

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. "His name's Seto-roth? Yeah, he left. Didn't make much sense, he was doing better then most of us."
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That information settled uncomfortably in the pit of my stomach, but what happened next made me feel worse. Hiskotonamekt gave me an apologetic look before he unveiled a certain corpse. I didn't look but that didn't mean I couldn't hear it.

"A terrible thing has befallen us - our Lord Pharaoh has been slain!"

"No!"

"What shall become of Egypt now?"

"Can nothing be done?"

"Be at peace! Our Lord Pharaoh died as a warrior should, protecting the people of Egypt even as Anubis came for him! But there is greater tragedy still - the Crown Prince and his brothers lie here, slain as well!"

"The heirs to the throne are no more!"

There was a great outcry, until someone yelled out, "Wait! There is still one left!"
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"I'm being referred to like a piece of merchandise, how lovely," I murmured to myself as everyone remembered what I was.
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"Yamakali, whose great magical powers saved us all! He is the only one that can be the next Pharaoh!"

I was brought forward - at least Hiskotonemekt had the decency to cover Father's body up again - and everyone began shouting.

"Yamakali, the people of Egypt ask that you take up your father's mantel and be Lord of all Egypt. Do you accept?"

I was seriously considering saying no.

"If it is the will of the People," I said slowly, knowing I had no choice and hating it, "Then yes. I accept!"
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There was the usual amount of cheering as I accepted the small head ornament that the Pharaoh wore before he was officially crowned. That would have to wait until we got back to the palace. Once that was settled we broke camp and headed back.

Most of the army consisted of wounded foot soldiers now, and all our horses were carting back the dead for proper burial, so the going was very slow.

That and I secretly wanted to drag out the last few days of freedom I had left. My first official act, if you could call it that, was to name Hiskotonamekt as personal advisor. It was a relief for me to have someone like him there to talk with.
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Plus my friends were there too. Jono and Hotra didn't see my new status as any more of a barrier then my previous status had been.

Jono did ask me where I found 'that really shiny necklace thingy' I was wearing - he was wondering if he could own something like it.

I ended up with a bad case of hysterics afterwards, and Jono never asked again, but it was a relief to be able to laugh at all in my situation.

There was a large crowd that turned out when we finally made it back. They were politely upset that Father was dead, as were all my other brothers - they hadn't been the most liked of people - and when they heard I was the new Pharaoh they were polite about it as well. I was still considered a dangerous freak, a notion reinforced when the story of the end of battle had been passed around.
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My last three sisters, already weak and sickly from captivity, didn't take the news nearly as well. One fell into her bath and drowned by accident, one ate some poison by mistake, and one was straightforward about it and fell onto a sword.

It was relief all around - had they been alive protocol required that I marry them, and after our childhood that would have been too awkward.
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But before I could be officially crowned, Henshin at last revealed his hand and tried to take the throne for himself. Leading the army of traitors alongside him was the one I once and still considered my oldest friend, Septhroith.