Prophecy
By Millennium
3: Learning of the Past
¹:Yuki Muto – I'm not actually sure on Yugi's mom's name… I've only seen her in the series twice. So I just made up her name. If you do know her name, please include it in your review!
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"… Oi! Christopher! Check this out!" A male voice called out from the other end of the library.
"Oh, what now? Solomon, if its another game, I'm not interested!" A man with brown hair streaked with silver said, "Look old man, if it's a game against you, I'll never be interested… You always beat me anyway!"
"I am not old!" A man with golden bangs and brown hair puffed, "And it doesn't have to do with games, I found another document on the 18th Dynasty."
"Huh? Where?!" He said, tearing towards the older man who was wearing a black suit, though he had taken off his coat due to the heat…even if they were sitting in air-conditioning.
"I thought you weren't interested." Solomon said, turning his back so Christopher couldn't reach the document in his hand.
"Give it here! I'm interested!" He yelled, trying to reach over the shorter man's shoulder.
"Uh-uh… No unless you say the magic word!"
"Abra Kadabra!"
Solomon fell over in a classic anime fall, before shooting to his feet and yelling at the younger, sweat-dropping man, "That is not what I meant!"
"Hehe.." Christopher chuckled nervously as he back away.
"Yoink!" Came a female voice and the document was snatched out of the older man's hand. "Now Dad, I thought I asked you to be nicer to my colleges?"
"Er… you did…" Solomon said, stumbling on his words.
"Sorry about that Chris, here." The lady said, handing the document over to the now blushing Christopher.
"Um… thanks, Miss. Muto!" He said as he looked at her amethyst eyes.
"You're welcome." She said, smiling as she looked into his medium brown eyes.
There was a cough and both of them broke eye contact, "Ehem… but are you colleague's or engaged?" Solomon said, looking at the two.
"Engaged?" Chris said hopefully.
"Exactly… now moving on- WHAT?!" Solomon yelled and Miss. Muto blushed.
"Colleagues, colleagues!" Chris said, putting his hands up in defense. Nodding as if it would convince the older man further.
"Riiight…" He glared at Chris who responded with a 'What?' then sighed and went back to looking through the file cabinet.
"Dad…is it safe for me to leave you here with Mr. Horus?"
"Sure honey, I won't-"
"Do anything to annoy him or cause pain." She said in a stern- motherly voice.
The older man sighed, "Okay, okay. I'll be good."
Christopher chuckled as he went over to a table and pulled out some of the paper's in the document. There were various copies of Papyri with scribe entries along with several pictures. Shuffling through them he called out, "Hey old man! Is this it?" He asked, waving a piece of paper in the air.
"I told you, I am not old." He said, stroking his brown mustache. "And yes, that's the one. There are some scribe entries on there, along with what seems to be a diary entry from a Princess."
Chris nodded and looked at the paper, reading through the heretic script with ease. 'Lets see…hmm… another vengeance promise… another assassination attack… huh? Poison? That's new.' Running a hand through his silver-streaked brown hair, he read through the words;
'I'm writing this while we are heading back to the palace…Someone has tried to make an assassination attempt on me once more, my guards believe it to be unsafe to stay outside, so we are headed back to the palace. I must say, I'm sorely disappointed, but I guess it'll have to wait… those carvings will always be there-' "Huh? Carvings?"
Solomon walked over and dropped another document in his lap; "There're some pictures in there. I believe that's the carvings the Princess was talking about."
Opening up the document, he took out the pictures and looked at them, "It's in another language." He observed.
Solomon nodded, taking the photos, looking at them, "You are partially true. The first part is in hieroglyphs, the middle is in a foreign language and the end is surprisingly in Latin."
"No kidding?" He asked in surprise, taking the photos. "That's weird. I thought that Latin didn't come round till the Roman Empire." Reading through he chuckled, "Hey, Solomon, this looks like your category." Clearing his throat he read through the glyphs and Kemetic in a loud voice, "The ultimate game of darkness with the most severe penalties. Let's see… Some talk about weird monsters that will devour your soul and also curse… oh, here we are! Make it through the entire Game and waiting for you will be the ultimate prize… the Puzzle of the Pharaoh." He put the sheet down, "From what I've heard in rumors, the Puzzle of the Pharaoh is apparently made of solid gold and allows the owner to wield dangerous magic. However, with the Puzzle comes a curse, if you find the item and attempt to solve it, but fail, 'your soul will be devoured by the Darkness'." He recited.
Solomon gave a hearty chuckle, "These Egyptians sure know how to make people feel welcome in their games." He then added as an afterthought, "It may be worth checking out if you ask me."
"Sure, if you say so." He then looked at Solomon's purple eyes, eyes that were slightly darker than his daughter, "Tell me… If you succeed, what will you do? Sell it off or keep it?"
"Probably keep it." He laughed, "I can put it up like a trophy, 'I beat the Ultimate Game of Darkness!', or something like that."
Chris rolled his eyes, "You and your games." He snickered, "Aren't you getting too old to play these games, old man?"
"Heh. Preposterous! The day I lose a game is the day I trade in my suit for a pair of jeans and overalls, and instead of collecting chips I'll be collecting years of age. And I'm not old."
"Whatever you say… old man." He ducked a hit to his head and went back to reading through the document, 'I've made my guards promise not to tell anyone of the attack made on my life… If anyone were to find out, I doubt I'll be allowed to leave the palace again. Speaking of which, its coming into sight now, I had better stop there.
Bye, Seshen.'
"Talk about over-protective siblings." Christopher said with a snort, "Hey, isn't this one of the last families to reign over the 18th Dynasty?"
"Actually, the second last. That document you got took place during Akunumkanon's Reign, his son – there weren't many records on him, mind you – was the last one to reign over the Kingdom of Kemet before the Dynasty collapsed. Apparently he'd died young and hadn't named his heir to the throne. That's what I read anyway."
"Hmm…" He looked through the documents again, deep in thought.
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Pulling into the driveway, Christopher turned off the engine and hopped out of his car. Hitting a button on his key, the windows rolled up and the doors locked with a flash of the headlights. Satisfied he made his way to his large backyard, and whistled shrilly. He waited for a moment then, directly behind him was a shrill neigh. "Ahh!" He yelled in shock as something wet connected with his face, moving a hand up he rubbed the drool that was there, "Oh, Ew." Turning he glared at a black stallion who was currently backing away, "Seikinen-Seth! Get back here!" He yelled and dove for the horses' reins.
The black horse snorted before galloping off in a randomly chosen direction.
Christopher gave a huff and he shoved his hands into his pockets, his hands brushed against something. Blinking he reached into his pocked and pulled out two packs of sugar. "These are still here from my coffee break?" He wondered in surprise. Suddenly the horse was at his side once more, sniffing his hand – or more pacifically, the sugar packets.
"That's it…come on Seikinen-Seth…back to your stable." He cooed in a voice while pouring the sugar on his palm, "There we go." Chris gently took the reins and led the stallion back to the stable. Giving the rest of the sugar to his horse, he led it in then closed the door. "Tomorrow, we're gonna go to Egypt and you're coming with me again. Don't like camels." He muttered, as he grabbed some feed to fill Seikinen-Seth's food tray. Once finished, he dusted off his hands and headed back to his house to pack.
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RING! RING!
"Hello? Christopher Horus speaking."
"Hi Chris! It's Yuki¹ Muto. I heard from my father that you plan on going to Egypt again tomorrow."
"Yeh, I got a phone call from some company earlier this afternoon."
"Really? What did they want?"
"Oh, just some translating and excavating, nothing major. I think there's a big paycheck involved, so it's worth checking out." He said, looking around the room he spotted his shirt and packed it into his suitcase.
"I see. You know, you aren't the only one who is headed for Egypt. Dad said that he's gonna go as well, but he said he'll go when he finds out more about 'the Ultimate Game' or something like that."
"That's interesting to know – tell him from me to beware of the curses and show respect to the Pharaoh!" He laughed . "He's headed to the land of the Pharaoh's y'know, so he better pay them respect, 'no walking with right foot forward', 'no dissing the Gods'-"
"'Always know how to bow before your Pharaoh', yeah, yeah. I know. I'm sure he does as well, but it should be fine. What harm can come from walking in a tomb?"
"Let's see." Chris said, sitting on the end of his bed, pressing the phone closer to his ear, "You get cursed, devoured by a mummy, your soul stolen…"
"Its all just talk." Yuki said, rolling her eyes even though he couldn't see her, "Anyway, the reason I called is because, I'll be leaving to Japan tomorrow. My plane flight is at 10AM, dad plans to stay in America for a while longer then he's headed out to Egypt."
"Hey, fancy that. Your flight leaves the same as mine."
"Really? That's good, we can both see each other off." There was a call from her end of the line, "Well, I gotta go, so I'll see you at the airport then?"
"Sure thing. Catch ya later."
"Bye."
CLICK. ……dial tone……
Giving a sigh he hanged up the phone and closed his suitcase. With some documents in hand he walked off to the lounge to read through them and try and decipher the strange text.
"Lets see…" He scratched his head in thought, "Kuru Eruna…Alchemy of Darkness…God Kaa's… Ah, there we are, Princess Seshen, 18th Dynasty." Leaning back he continued his reading.
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