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Zoeygirl: Hey there! As you can see I've updated and I'm happy to finally get this one out. Anyways um I know it may seem somewhat confusing at first but it's supposed to be. Okay? Anyways thank ya for the reviews so far and yes this IS a Tea/YamiMalik pairing. (Oh boy. -_-)
Oh yeah Marik-Yami Malik Yami-Yami Bakura-Yami Bakura (Yes he's in here! If ya look closely he's mentioned in this chapter! ^_^) Ryou-Bakura Yugi-Yugi (Shrugs. Not so hard right?)
ANY QUESTIONS? GOOD LET'S CONTINUE NOW.
Days he waited patiently in the dark closet, peeping through a small crack in the door at the mortal morons that walked by him, idolizing the simple relics that were no more than dinner bowels he used to eat out of in the old days. He scoffed quietly to himself at these stereotypical families. There was the worried distress mom, the less than a man dad, whom suffered from one illness to the next his face blindfolded by thickly rimmed, black glasses. There were the chubby young sons who whined after walking 20 feet, and then there was the preteen daughter of who you could throw a brick at and she wouldn't realize it.
Hmm, back in his day his father would've killed such weaklings, hell he himself would've killed such weaklings! He had concubines once. Each one tried to kill him after no more than a month. His father performed ritual after ritual on his body hoping to improve upon his spirit, and well as for his mother-Well his mother had long since died. She too tried to kill him at the age of 12, her own son! Yet his keen intellect and power was not to be underestimated. Her error in doing so proved fatal. She did not see the next morning. The very thought managed a slight chuckle from the bottom of his throat. He could still recall how stupid she had been for attempting such a thing.
Hmm and as for his siblings, well his father never allowed such a member of the family. There could only be one child to possess the power that was passed down from generation to generation as was the same with the great Pharaoh. As soon as the son was chosen, all other relatives were quickly dealt with never to be seen again. Not all of them died, only the ones that posed a direct relation to himself. Others were merely banished, stripped of any knowledge of the whereabouts and powers. They simply went dumb.
He noted to himself that the humans of today's world had grown weak mentally, physically and spiritually. They were spoiled and nothing more.
When the night rolled around he quickly dealt with the cameras, adjusting them properly when the day rolled around once more not to create any further suspicion.
He wandered the dark, eerie halls staring at the past, present, and maybe even the future. Many of the objects posed no interest to him but kept his mind busy just the same. He was to wait and that was all. Sooner or later the other three would find him, then perhaps they could begin their search for the one who was to fall under his power, and then it was the Pharaoh's turn.
"High Priest Kazami it has been a long time has it not?"
The red headed male smirked to himself, his eyes shut and his hands wrapped tightly together behind his back. "So it has. What took you the hell so long Kaulo?"
Kaulo: You must understand it isn't easy as you may think to sense your power halfway around the world. I've been spending the majority of my time in America. By the time you showed yourself to us, we were attending other matters.
Kazami: Us?
The cloaked figure bowed below the red headed, green eyed High Priest apologetically, sensing some annoyance in his voice. The red head only stared though, his arched eyebrow raised in esteemed curiosity.
"What do you mean by US?"
The cloak figure could not help but smirk. It was clear to Kaulo that his young looking High Priest had grown somewhat slow in sensing the others. Perhaps his master had just awakened not too long ago.
Kaulo: Why they stand right behind you.
Kazami turned around, a calm but unhappy look twisting his complexion.
There, two more shadows stood. One sat on the glass table where jewel encrusted necklaces lay inside, legs crossed and hands knitted neatly in the lap.
The other crouched against the wall, a pleasurable smile the only thing Kazami could sense from the stranger.
Kazami: I don't find your smirk very comforting Tress. Drop it. And don't you dare say another word or I'll cut your throat.
Tress: My, my, aren't we in some mood. I haven't even opened my mouth and you're already making threats at me High Priest.
Kazami: (Growling.) Watch yourself.
Tress: I can't very well do that in the dark High Priest. (He teased.)
Kazami: Tress, have you not heard the expression, "don't bite off more than you can chew?"
Tress: No High Priest I can't say that I have. But arriving from the Pharaoh's tomb I was hoping you'd show a little more feeling. (He sulked rising from his crouching spot.)
The red head sighed exasperatedly, refusing to argue any further with his subordinate. He really was the only one who mouthed off to him in that way and actually lived to tell about it. What a troublesome henchman he was.
Kazami: Tell me my dear Soya have you any better explanation for your late arrival.
The crossed legged figure smiled disdainfully, the visible elegant form not budging an inch.
Soya: I apologize High Priest. I too have awoken from the dead and it took some time for me to realize my surroundings. I am here to serve you once more.
Kazami nodded, pulling the bag from beneath his cloak that lay over his right arm.
Soya, Tress, and Kaulo surrounded their master somewhat impatiently, the dark energy grabbing at their deepest ambitions.
Soya: S-so you have found them? (She asked seductively, feeling the power of her own dark millennium item drawing her near.)
Kazami: Yes I have been waiting here for quite sometime with them. Now if you two and the shit head to my left would've come sooner, they would've been yours for the taking.
Tress: Now uh, who's the shit head?
The three dark immortal beings stared dumbly at him. If there was light, a noticeably tired look would've been quite obvious for Tress to see on all their faces.
Tress: Can I still have mine? (He piped up suddenly.)
Kazami: It has been how many years and you've already managed to get under my skin! Here take it!
Tress caught the object thrown at him anxiously. In his hand was a silver hoop no larger than the tip of someone's thumb. Immediately he clipped the earring onto his ear, a slight glow radiating throughout his body.
Tress: Well I can't say that doesn't feel better. WHOO!
Soya: Not so loud you idiot. Remember who this museum belongs to.
Tress: Who?
Kazami: (Narrowing his eyes at his lackey.) I'd really like to know how you got around on your own.
Kaulo: It belongs to the Ishtar family so we must take careful precautions. They are after all, the guardians of the Pharaoh.
A look of disgust was evident on Tress' shadowed form.
Tress: Then why don't we leave? I don't want to stay here any longer if you don't mind me saying High Priest.
Kazami shot his sea green eyes at the cloaked form of Tress, sending him glares that told him to shut his mouth. "We'll go when I'm ready and not a second later!" He snapped, his hair spiking slightly as he spoke in anger.
Tress knew when it was enough. He bowed slightly and said nothing more.
Kazami: Kaulo I believe this one is yours.
Kaulo was handed a small, thin, silver pole no larger than a pen, very similar in resemblance. Moving it around skillfully, a strange blue radiant glow embraced him, his old self returning once more.
Kaulo: I feel years younger. (He sighed, curling his hands into fists.)
With a flick of his risk, Kaulo's small silver pole extended twice in length, sharp points smaller in comparison to Malik's rod, popped out on each end.
Kazami: Glad to see that it works. Now then, Soya, my lovely dear, I believe this necklace is rightfully yours.
Soya's hungry eyes hovered over the green necklace, the carvings of upside down pyramids much like someone else's surrounding the outer rim.
Soya: Oh thank you High Priest. I feel very old without my power restored.
Kazami: And so you should. With me alive all of you do realize it would only be a matter of weeks before all of you died. You are connected to me, like it or not and now that I am alive and my item is in its proper place, it triggers your life source and the items connected with it. Without yours, all of you would die quicker than the average mortal's death.
Silence followed, as the sun tipped over the horizon of the windows on both sides of the front door. A new day had arrived.
Kazami: Listen there isn't much time for me to explain. We are going to make ourselves at home here as you will see. We are going to enter the public school here and we are going to get to know the fellow students.
Tress placed his cloaked arms over his head child-like. "Why? I've already been through school. Actually it was more like torture but uh same thing right?"
Soya: Hush you!
Tress: What a bitch. (He mumbled.)
Soya's growl could be heard by all.
Kazami: SILENCE! There is a reason why I'm saying what I am saying. If you idiots could let me finish then perhaps my point could be made! As you know the Ishtar family resides here. What you don't know are the other forms that are also present.
Kaulo: Like who High Priest? No one you can't handle I'm sure.
Kazami: Is the Pharaoh someone you find that easy? (He snarled his green eyes going dark blue.)
Kaulo backed off, a sudden wave of panic clearly evident in his silence.
Soya: W-what?! Impossible!
Kazami: So you call my facts lies then?
Soya: N-no of course not! I'm quite sorry. Please forgive me. (Bowing her covered head.)
Kazami: (Nodding.) The Pharaoh resides in this very city, close by I'm sure of it. His friends from the past I believe have somehow also found their way to him.
Kaulo: (Sighing.) Then what would you have us do then?
Kazami: Rather we must find the Pharaoh quickly. But before him we must find the owner of the last item I carry here.
His three subordinates stepped back lightly turning their covered heads towards the bag where the last remained.
Soya: You don't mean the Pharaoh's friend, do you? H-he has to be-
Kazami: Dead? Not likely. He has just been reborn.
Kaulo: Then we stand a great chance.
Kazami: Yes, though I believe our powers aren't as strong as the old days, but I believe his and the Pharaoh's are less.
Kaulo: Then it's probably evident that the Pharaoh and he are together.
Kazami: Yes but I doubt either of them remember a thing. And like the old days, we will simply turn the boy to our side once more where he belongs. He will turn against the Pharaoh as History will repeat itself.
Soya: (Smiling.) Yes of course. It'll take sometime but it should be fun.
Kaulo: Hn, you think everything's fun in your own demented way.
Soya: Yes I guess. (Sighing smoothly.)
Kazami: Shut up the both of you! It won't be easy. Since these dark millennium items of the sand are back to their rightful owners, this last one will be crying out to its master. The boy will feel the affects. He must be found immediately before it twists him into something not even we can control. You remember what happened almost 5000 years ago.
The three of them nodded, staring down at the remaining item.
Soya: Yes forgive me for acting so hasty. He must be found without delay or hesitation, if your to rule over this world.
Kazami: Yes. Despite these drawbacks, the Pharaoh and the Ishtar family, aren't the ones that I'm even worried about.
Tress: Then what is it?
Kazami: It is the two other dark energies I have been sensing.
Tress scoffed. "Dark energies? Like ours?"
Kazami: Somewhat. They have been around a bit longer. One possesses a millennium item of his own and I can tell he has been around for quite sometime. His power is strong. The other one is unaware of his connection to his millennium item, and yet I don't sense the same immortality in him that he seems to somehow be radiating. There is too much dark energy in him for him to be mortal, and yet he is. They also seem to reside here, and I have a strange feeling they too are searching for the Pharaoh and have a similar path then as I do. We must be careful who we associate ourselves to. Act on your own but do not show your identity until I find the boy whose item I hold here in this bag. Any questions?
No one answered.
Kazami: Very well then. Let's leave. I don't want any of us near each other okay? We will live in separate homes, resort to money in anyway possible. The only thing we will have in common is the school we will attend, Tress no complaining.
Tress moaned unappreciatively but dared not open his mouth.
Kazami: None of us will be in the same area though. I don't want suspicion to form. Get to know everyone, those who you sense something odd, get to know them better. Those that you know are of the old world, mention it to me later, but in the time being get very close to them, and find out as much as possible. The boy, if you come to find him that is when you must find me immediately no questions asked! It is important I find him. As for the troubled ones that I sense, I'm sure you too will soon find these annoyance. Deal with them in ANY way possible do you hear me!?
They said nothing.
Kazami: Soya, I don't want you playing with your food this time understand?
Soya smiled under the heavy hood. "Of course not. But what of the Pharaoh?"
Kazami: You've flirted with our enemies and of our accomplices too much. No games this time.
Soya: Right. (-_-)
Kazami: Kaulo, I don't want you using any powers you shouldn't be. Also it would help if you loosened up and don't show off to anyone. Also I would appreciate it greatly if you kept your temper at a moderate level. (He warned icily.)
Kaulo: Of course High Priest, I won't cross you.
Kazami: Of course not I trust you will keep things in order between the three of you. As for you Tress! (Clenching his teeth together.)
The three remaining party stared at the figure to the left of the red headed male carefully. (-))_((-)
Tress: What??? What have I done? (Innocently enough.)
Kazami: All too much! Keep your big mouth shut do you hear me!?
Tress: (Smirking.) Why of course Kazami.
Kazami: And please don't show off your intellect! It's going to draw unwanted attention! (Sighing tiredly.)
Tress: Oh but whatever do you mean High Priest. (He teased walking backwards towards the door.)
Kazami: Despite your pathetic attitude I am quite aware of your intelligence that you try to hide from us even to this day. You hold the intellect of a genius and you will show off whenever possible. You do this in anyway that will draw media attention, then I will kill you myself understand!?
Tress only nodded, a smart remark was not needed at this moment. "Right then. I will be on my way."
Kazami: Oh and one more thing Tress.
Kazami closed his eyes as the others soon followed after him out the door, in hopes to find a place to stay.
Tress stopped in his tracks, a nervous throb in his heart from the hiss in his master's voice. "Yes High Priest?"
Kazami: You will retain from killing anyone besides the two competitors I've spoken of, understand?
Tress grunted in agreement.
Kazami: That goes for all of you, but Tress I know what you treat as fun and now is not the time. WE have no time for you to start your childish games with human lives.
Kaulo: Excuse me for asking High Priest but what about yourself? Killing has become more of a specialty then any of us. You were born off of it, you lived by it, and you are alive today b/c of it.
Kazami: (Smirking.) Correct and I am also the most experienced in it. I will tell you who must be dealt with. Until then you are all only spies, observers in the simplest term. Remember that, or your dark millennium items will be mine.
Somewhere in a nearby hospital, another soul was stirring.
A pang of pain throbbed at his chest as he stared into the darkness. How comforting it felt at first, the way it should always feel. But it was only a dream and just that. His eyes were shut. They stayed that way for more than 6 days without so much as a peep out of him. Then as if it were another morning to get out of bed, his eyes opened wide and blood shot.
"Where am I? That girl where is she? I don't doubt she's turned on me just to save her own hide. Wise choice but at the same time stupid." He mumbled to himself, staring up at the white ceiling and back down at the sterile white tiled floor. Wherever he was he could ashore himself it wasn't the girl's home where she had promised to take him. Then again he didn't remember too much.
His body ached all over, his head was dizzy, and bandages engulfed half of his body, another single layer around his head clung tightly to the skin. There in the corner was a single window peering out at the sky indicating that it was daylight.
How long he had slept, he didn't know, where he was, he could've cared less. The important thing that shadowed his mind was the fact that he was alive. That was the single mistake the girl had made.
"How foolish." He coughed, poking at his bandaged belly.
"Aw I see you're awake. That's good to know. I was wondering when you would awake. Usually through something like that they'd wake up the next morning, but you! Well, hehehe, let's just say you shouldn't feel too drowsy for a long while."
Marik cocked his head up and stared coldly at the doctor who performed the emergency surgery. In his hand he carried a piece of paper in which he stared down at, never once bothering to look over at his patient.
Doctor: Marik is it? That's what the young woman said.
Marik nodded, refusing to say a word. He eyed the man up and down, then at his surroundings.
Doctor: Well I must say you gave her and the nurses, quite fright when you started moaning and screaming during the entire thing. I'm not sure if you remember but you were. I think you just had a bit of shock b/c you had enough shots to knock out an elephant.
Marik curled his lip at the doctor, somewhat annoyed at the way he described his behavior. Whatever happened he did not remember a thing but it sounded like the injuries he had, were a lot worst then he imagined. Still.
'Is he calling me a weakling then? I'll show him the meaning of weakling if he gets any closer.' Marik hissed within his mind, his eyes becoming dangerously slanted. Yet the doctor paid no attention as his eyes traveled around the room.
Doctor: Well Marik I'll give the young lady a call and let her know you're awake. If you like you can leave today I won't stop you. You should take it easy for a couple of weeks but other than that I don't think you'll need anything more than pain killers.
Marik blinked staring up at the grey haired man curiously.
Marik: Where am I?
Doctor: (Staring at him.) You're at the hospital son. You sustained a few injuries and that was all. They could've been much worst if the young lady hadn't brought you in as soon as she did. Why, do you not remember?
This did not surprise the doctor at all. After heavy treatment many of his patients hadn't remembered what went on the previous day.
Marik: (Ignoring the doctor's last question.) Is that so? Well then I don't think calling her will be necessary. I'm sure if you tell me her address I can find it myself.
The doctor raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Well first of all I said you can leave but I think your going to need some help getting home, second of all unless your related to the young lady then we can't give out that information. Which reminds me; she said your parents were gone. Where do you live son?"
Marik: Well first of all, I'd like to know why it's any business of yours. (He sneered, mocking the doctor.) Second of all I am staying with the girl as promised.
Doctor: As promised? What's that supposed to mean?
Marik: 'Idiot!' (He snapped within his mind.) It MEANS that I am an exchange student from Egypt. I am staying with the girl for the year. My parents travel quite a bit, there's no way you would ever be able to get in contact. Besides I don't talk much to them, I only switch homes as an exchange student every year.
Doctor: Oh my well I'm sorry then! I didn't mean to get personal. If that's the case then I'll have the nurse give you her phone number and address. I really think you should have someone drive you to her home but if you insist on walking then go right ahead. Still I would like a word with your parents whenever the opportunity arises.
'He doesn't shut up, does he?' Marik thought, staring icily at the nosy man.
Marik: What for? (He asked annoyed.)
Doctor: (Calmly.) Well, you have strange markings on your back. Their in some sort of language and the pictures are probably like you said, Egyptian work. I'd like to know who did that to your back son. It isn't right. Personally I think that's a bit more painful then the operation performed here. I would've removed it myself but I suppose after this incident it can wait.
Marik: (Eyeing him carefully.) First of all I'm not your son. The markings are none of your concern so keep your mouth shut. Now if you will excuse me I will be leaving now.
The doctor said no more as Marik retrieved his clothes from a storage closet nearby and simply walked past the older man, paying no heed to look at him.
The doctor shook his head tragically, looking over his shoulder at the young man. He didn't know what went on at home but his blessings were with him.
"Poor guy. Hopefully that girl can offer him something more then his parents can."
Unaware to the grey haired doctor, Marik's hearing was not out of reach.
Marik: Bumbling fool. I have no family I never did.
Eyes wide open, she stared at her ceiling, wondering if the evil one was okay, if he was awake now, or perhaps he was seeking out revenge on her. It scared her to know that she hadn't seen the last of him, but those tears! Those tears were so real. If he really were the one he used to be he would never know such feelings, and yet she saw him cry out.
"Ugh is this all I can think about? I should've told somebody by now! Come on Tea use your head, don't be so naïve!" She yelled out loud, sitting up from her comfortable couch.
She had been a total bum every weekend. Sitting at home, day dreaming, heck, ordering pizza constantly! What was up with her? She couldn't do anything else. The thought pondered her mind even as she sat in school. She kept deciding if she should tell Isis or not. Heck, maybe she should've told Yami when she talked to him on the phone. Could Marik really still be asleep laying in the hospital? What would he do if he were to wake up?
Grudgingly, Tea pulled herself to the refrigerator. Her stomach growled, pleading for something tasty to eat.
"Ugh how can I still be hungry? I've done nothing but sit around all day? Come on girl you better watch yourself before you turn into miss piglet. Now let's see what's in here that's healthy to eat."
(-)_(-) Tea stared at the 5 boxes of pizza stacked on top of one another. Most only had a few slices remaining. Tea sweat dropped, slamming the refrigerator door closed tightly, and breathing a sigh of relief. Is this what she spent all her money on? Pizza!?
"Maybe I should see what Mai's up to? It's not like I'm doing anything else."
Tea eyed her Duelist deck sitting on the kitchen table. She had been practicing every day in hopes to get better. Well, she wasn't anywhere near as good as let's say Yugi, Yami or Kaiba but hell, she could whip Tristan's butt even after all that bragging he had started up and she was currently 3 -5 with Joey and 5-6 with Duke. Not bad numbers. She'd beaten them both a few times but in return they both got a bit more serious as they continued playing her.
Why she became so interested in Dueling herself, she never knew but being JUST the cheerleader didn't seem to be on the top of her 'things to do' lists these days. It must've been that in-class Duel Yami had with Kaiba. After that day nothing that came out of her mouth seemed right. She could still recall those words Kaiba had spoken to her.
***Flashback***
Tea: Come on Yami you can do it!
Joey: Yeah buddy I believe in ya! Woohoo!! Kick his rich butt all over da place!
Yami: I play Dark Magician in defense mode and I place on card face down! (He said proudly.)
Seto: Humph your Dark Magician isn't going to save you this time.
Tea: Come on Yami I believe in you! We're here all the way! (Clasping her hands together.)
Seto Kaiba stopped his arm in midair, his card still in hand. Slowly, ever so slowly he cocked his head in Tea's direction raising a rather annoyed eyebrow at her.
Seto: You realize that's very irritating. Perhaps Yami and I could have a one on one Duel if you cease blabbing on about your friendship speeches and so forth.
Tea: I don't care what you say Kaiba, I'm trying to help a friend out!
Joey: You tell him Tea!
Seto: Why don't you assist him by getting your own Duel deck, and challenging me yourself? That would make you useful for a change. Words don't always speak louder than actions Gardener especially yours. I'm quite sick of your constant blubbering and suck up speeches. I once had some respect for you but now you have become quite the annoying one. (He replied calmly.)
Tea: (((o:)))___((:o)))) ...(Silent.)
Yami: Kaiba that's enough! Tea I'm sorry. For that, I promise he will not win. Kaiba's mouth has gotten him far enough and it ends with this Duel.
Joey: After that I'll kick his butt! Stupid rich ass! How dare ya talk to her that way!
Seto: Humph, I believe it's my turn now. (Ignoring the both of them.)
***End of Flashback***
Tea stared out the window with the same expression she had on her that day. (((o)))____(((o))) What an embarrassing moment that was. He totally stuffed her foot in her mouth.
"Am I really like that when I talk?" Tea sighed placing a finger up to her lip.
"I mean what Kaiba said was so uncalled for! Ugh Joey was making the same sort of speeches too and he didn't yell at him! Then again uh he always disses on Joey. But am I really like that?" Tea's face flushed lightly fuming at the thought of Kaiba's words.
"Stupid Kaiba, what does he know? Ugh one day I'm going to show him! I'll beat him at his own game!" Tea fumed staring down at the Duel Deck that lay neatly on her table. That was why she practiced and that was why she played.
Tea: (Sigh.) One day.
"That one day will never come you sniveling wench, because you die now!" A voice hissed from behind.
It almost seemed like slow motion as Tea's whole body whirled around. Not enough time was given though as a rough blade came in contact with her throat.
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Zoeygirl: (^_^) Okay I was very happy the way this one came out. Yeah makes no sense but I don't think anybody's LONG stories ever really do until midway. So give it time and so forth. Oh and I promise those are my ONLY Mary-sue characters! Please don't hurt me! (Backs away.) Anyways hope you enjoyed and what not. Now do ya think it's Marik?? HMMM??
(^__^)
Warning, it COULD be someone else. (Smiles happily.) Okay with that word of advice, see ya!
Zoeygirl: Hey there! As you can see I've updated and I'm happy to finally get this one out. Anyways um I know it may seem somewhat confusing at first but it's supposed to be. Okay? Anyways thank ya for the reviews so far and yes this IS a Tea/YamiMalik pairing. (Oh boy. -_-)
Oh yeah Marik-Yami Malik Yami-Yami Bakura-Yami Bakura (Yes he's in here! If ya look closely he's mentioned in this chapter! ^_^) Ryou-Bakura Yugi-Yugi (Shrugs. Not so hard right?)
ANY QUESTIONS? GOOD LET'S CONTINUE NOW.
Days he waited patiently in the dark closet, peeping through a small crack in the door at the mortal morons that walked by him, idolizing the simple relics that were no more than dinner bowels he used to eat out of in the old days. He scoffed quietly to himself at these stereotypical families. There was the worried distress mom, the less than a man dad, whom suffered from one illness to the next his face blindfolded by thickly rimmed, black glasses. There were the chubby young sons who whined after walking 20 feet, and then there was the preteen daughter of who you could throw a brick at and she wouldn't realize it.
Hmm, back in his day his father would've killed such weaklings, hell he himself would've killed such weaklings! He had concubines once. Each one tried to kill him after no more than a month. His father performed ritual after ritual on his body hoping to improve upon his spirit, and well as for his mother-Well his mother had long since died. She too tried to kill him at the age of 12, her own son! Yet his keen intellect and power was not to be underestimated. Her error in doing so proved fatal. She did not see the next morning. The very thought managed a slight chuckle from the bottom of his throat. He could still recall how stupid she had been for attempting such a thing.
Hmm and as for his siblings, well his father never allowed such a member of the family. There could only be one child to possess the power that was passed down from generation to generation as was the same with the great Pharaoh. As soon as the son was chosen, all other relatives were quickly dealt with never to be seen again. Not all of them died, only the ones that posed a direct relation to himself. Others were merely banished, stripped of any knowledge of the whereabouts and powers. They simply went dumb.
He noted to himself that the humans of today's world had grown weak mentally, physically and spiritually. They were spoiled and nothing more.
When the night rolled around he quickly dealt with the cameras, adjusting them properly when the day rolled around once more not to create any further suspicion.
He wandered the dark, eerie halls staring at the past, present, and maybe even the future. Many of the objects posed no interest to him but kept his mind busy just the same. He was to wait and that was all. Sooner or later the other three would find him, then perhaps they could begin their search for the one who was to fall under his power, and then it was the Pharaoh's turn.
"High Priest Kazami it has been a long time has it not?"
The red headed male smirked to himself, his eyes shut and his hands wrapped tightly together behind his back. "So it has. What took you the hell so long Kaulo?"
Kaulo: You must understand it isn't easy as you may think to sense your power halfway around the world. I've been spending the majority of my time in America. By the time you showed yourself to us, we were attending other matters.
Kazami: Us?
The cloaked figure bowed below the red headed, green eyed High Priest apologetically, sensing some annoyance in his voice. The red head only stared though, his arched eyebrow raised in esteemed curiosity.
"What do you mean by US?"
The cloak figure could not help but smirk. It was clear to Kaulo that his young looking High Priest had grown somewhat slow in sensing the others. Perhaps his master had just awakened not too long ago.
Kaulo: Why they stand right behind you.
Kazami turned around, a calm but unhappy look twisting his complexion.
There, two more shadows stood. One sat on the glass table where jewel encrusted necklaces lay inside, legs crossed and hands knitted neatly in the lap.
The other crouched against the wall, a pleasurable smile the only thing Kazami could sense from the stranger.
Kazami: I don't find your smirk very comforting Tress. Drop it. And don't you dare say another word or I'll cut your throat.
Tress: My, my, aren't we in some mood. I haven't even opened my mouth and you're already making threats at me High Priest.
Kazami: (Growling.) Watch yourself.
Tress: I can't very well do that in the dark High Priest. (He teased.)
Kazami: Tress, have you not heard the expression, "don't bite off more than you can chew?"
Tress: No High Priest I can't say that I have. But arriving from the Pharaoh's tomb I was hoping you'd show a little more feeling. (He sulked rising from his crouching spot.)
The red head sighed exasperatedly, refusing to argue any further with his subordinate. He really was the only one who mouthed off to him in that way and actually lived to tell about it. What a troublesome henchman he was.
Kazami: Tell me my dear Soya have you any better explanation for your late arrival.
The crossed legged figure smiled disdainfully, the visible elegant form not budging an inch.
Soya: I apologize High Priest. I too have awoken from the dead and it took some time for me to realize my surroundings. I am here to serve you once more.
Kazami nodded, pulling the bag from beneath his cloak that lay over his right arm.
Soya, Tress, and Kaulo surrounded their master somewhat impatiently, the dark energy grabbing at their deepest ambitions.
Soya: S-so you have found them? (She asked seductively, feeling the power of her own dark millennium item drawing her near.)
Kazami: Yes I have been waiting here for quite sometime with them. Now if you two and the shit head to my left would've come sooner, they would've been yours for the taking.
Tress: Now uh, who's the shit head?
The three dark immortal beings stared dumbly at him. If there was light, a noticeably tired look would've been quite obvious for Tress to see on all their faces.
Tress: Can I still have mine? (He piped up suddenly.)
Kazami: It has been how many years and you've already managed to get under my skin! Here take it!
Tress caught the object thrown at him anxiously. In his hand was a silver hoop no larger than the tip of someone's thumb. Immediately he clipped the earring onto his ear, a slight glow radiating throughout his body.
Tress: Well I can't say that doesn't feel better. WHOO!
Soya: Not so loud you idiot. Remember who this museum belongs to.
Tress: Who?
Kazami: (Narrowing his eyes at his lackey.) I'd really like to know how you got around on your own.
Kaulo: It belongs to the Ishtar family so we must take careful precautions. They are after all, the guardians of the Pharaoh.
A look of disgust was evident on Tress' shadowed form.
Tress: Then why don't we leave? I don't want to stay here any longer if you don't mind me saying High Priest.
Kazami shot his sea green eyes at the cloaked form of Tress, sending him glares that told him to shut his mouth. "We'll go when I'm ready and not a second later!" He snapped, his hair spiking slightly as he spoke in anger.
Tress knew when it was enough. He bowed slightly and said nothing more.
Kazami: Kaulo I believe this one is yours.
Kaulo was handed a small, thin, silver pole no larger than a pen, very similar in resemblance. Moving it around skillfully, a strange blue radiant glow embraced him, his old self returning once more.
Kaulo: I feel years younger. (He sighed, curling his hands into fists.)
With a flick of his risk, Kaulo's small silver pole extended twice in length, sharp points smaller in comparison to Malik's rod, popped out on each end.
Kazami: Glad to see that it works. Now then, Soya, my lovely dear, I believe this necklace is rightfully yours.
Soya's hungry eyes hovered over the green necklace, the carvings of upside down pyramids much like someone else's surrounding the outer rim.
Soya: Oh thank you High Priest. I feel very old without my power restored.
Kazami: And so you should. With me alive all of you do realize it would only be a matter of weeks before all of you died. You are connected to me, like it or not and now that I am alive and my item is in its proper place, it triggers your life source and the items connected with it. Without yours, all of you would die quicker than the average mortal's death.
Silence followed, as the sun tipped over the horizon of the windows on both sides of the front door. A new day had arrived.
Kazami: Listen there isn't much time for me to explain. We are going to make ourselves at home here as you will see. We are going to enter the public school here and we are going to get to know the fellow students.
Tress placed his cloaked arms over his head child-like. "Why? I've already been through school. Actually it was more like torture but uh same thing right?"
Soya: Hush you!
Tress: What a bitch. (He mumbled.)
Soya's growl could be heard by all.
Kazami: SILENCE! There is a reason why I'm saying what I am saying. If you idiots could let me finish then perhaps my point could be made! As you know the Ishtar family resides here. What you don't know are the other forms that are also present.
Kaulo: Like who High Priest? No one you can't handle I'm sure.
Kazami: Is the Pharaoh someone you find that easy? (He snarled his green eyes going dark blue.)
Kaulo backed off, a sudden wave of panic clearly evident in his silence.
Soya: W-what?! Impossible!
Kazami: So you call my facts lies then?
Soya: N-no of course not! I'm quite sorry. Please forgive me. (Bowing her covered head.)
Kazami: (Nodding.) The Pharaoh resides in this very city, close by I'm sure of it. His friends from the past I believe have somehow also found their way to him.
Kaulo: (Sighing.) Then what would you have us do then?
Kazami: Rather we must find the Pharaoh quickly. But before him we must find the owner of the last item I carry here.
His three subordinates stepped back lightly turning their covered heads towards the bag where the last remained.
Soya: You don't mean the Pharaoh's friend, do you? H-he has to be-
Kazami: Dead? Not likely. He has just been reborn.
Kaulo: Then we stand a great chance.
Kazami: Yes, though I believe our powers aren't as strong as the old days, but I believe his and the Pharaoh's are less.
Kaulo: Then it's probably evident that the Pharaoh and he are together.
Kazami: Yes but I doubt either of them remember a thing. And like the old days, we will simply turn the boy to our side once more where he belongs. He will turn against the Pharaoh as History will repeat itself.
Soya: (Smiling.) Yes of course. It'll take sometime but it should be fun.
Kaulo: Hn, you think everything's fun in your own demented way.
Soya: Yes I guess. (Sighing smoothly.)
Kazami: Shut up the both of you! It won't be easy. Since these dark millennium items of the sand are back to their rightful owners, this last one will be crying out to its master. The boy will feel the affects. He must be found immediately before it twists him into something not even we can control. You remember what happened almost 5000 years ago.
The three of them nodded, staring down at the remaining item.
Soya: Yes forgive me for acting so hasty. He must be found without delay or hesitation, if your to rule over this world.
Kazami: Yes. Despite these drawbacks, the Pharaoh and the Ishtar family, aren't the ones that I'm even worried about.
Tress: Then what is it?
Kazami: It is the two other dark energies I have been sensing.
Tress scoffed. "Dark energies? Like ours?"
Kazami: Somewhat. They have been around a bit longer. One possesses a millennium item of his own and I can tell he has been around for quite sometime. His power is strong. The other one is unaware of his connection to his millennium item, and yet I don't sense the same immortality in him that he seems to somehow be radiating. There is too much dark energy in him for him to be mortal, and yet he is. They also seem to reside here, and I have a strange feeling they too are searching for the Pharaoh and have a similar path then as I do. We must be careful who we associate ourselves to. Act on your own but do not show your identity until I find the boy whose item I hold here in this bag. Any questions?
No one answered.
Kazami: Very well then. Let's leave. I don't want any of us near each other okay? We will live in separate homes, resort to money in anyway possible. The only thing we will have in common is the school we will attend, Tress no complaining.
Tress moaned unappreciatively but dared not open his mouth.
Kazami: None of us will be in the same area though. I don't want suspicion to form. Get to know everyone, those who you sense something odd, get to know them better. Those that you know are of the old world, mention it to me later, but in the time being get very close to them, and find out as much as possible. The boy, if you come to find him that is when you must find me immediately no questions asked! It is important I find him. As for the troubled ones that I sense, I'm sure you too will soon find these annoyance. Deal with them in ANY way possible do you hear me!?
They said nothing.
Kazami: Soya, I don't want you playing with your food this time understand?
Soya smiled under the heavy hood. "Of course not. But what of the Pharaoh?"
Kazami: You've flirted with our enemies and of our accomplices too much. No games this time.
Soya: Right. (-_-)
Kazami: Kaulo, I don't want you using any powers you shouldn't be. Also it would help if you loosened up and don't show off to anyone. Also I would appreciate it greatly if you kept your temper at a moderate level. (He warned icily.)
Kaulo: Of course High Priest, I won't cross you.
Kazami: Of course not I trust you will keep things in order between the three of you. As for you Tress! (Clenching his teeth together.)
The three remaining party stared at the figure to the left of the red headed male carefully. (-))_((-)
Tress: What??? What have I done? (Innocently enough.)
Kazami: All too much! Keep your big mouth shut do you hear me!?
Tress: (Smirking.) Why of course Kazami.
Kazami: And please don't show off your intellect! It's going to draw unwanted attention! (Sighing tiredly.)
Tress: Oh but whatever do you mean High Priest. (He teased walking backwards towards the door.)
Kazami: Despite your pathetic attitude I am quite aware of your intelligence that you try to hide from us even to this day. You hold the intellect of a genius and you will show off whenever possible. You do this in anyway that will draw media attention, then I will kill you myself understand!?
Tress only nodded, a smart remark was not needed at this moment. "Right then. I will be on my way."
Kazami: Oh and one more thing Tress.
Kazami closed his eyes as the others soon followed after him out the door, in hopes to find a place to stay.
Tress stopped in his tracks, a nervous throb in his heart from the hiss in his master's voice. "Yes High Priest?"
Kazami: You will retain from killing anyone besides the two competitors I've spoken of, understand?
Tress grunted in agreement.
Kazami: That goes for all of you, but Tress I know what you treat as fun and now is not the time. WE have no time for you to start your childish games with human lives.
Kaulo: Excuse me for asking High Priest but what about yourself? Killing has become more of a specialty then any of us. You were born off of it, you lived by it, and you are alive today b/c of it.
Kazami: (Smirking.) Correct and I am also the most experienced in it. I will tell you who must be dealt with. Until then you are all only spies, observers in the simplest term. Remember that, or your dark millennium items will be mine.
Somewhere in a nearby hospital, another soul was stirring.
A pang of pain throbbed at his chest as he stared into the darkness. How comforting it felt at first, the way it should always feel. But it was only a dream and just that. His eyes were shut. They stayed that way for more than 6 days without so much as a peep out of him. Then as if it were another morning to get out of bed, his eyes opened wide and blood shot.
"Where am I? That girl where is she? I don't doubt she's turned on me just to save her own hide. Wise choice but at the same time stupid." He mumbled to himself, staring up at the white ceiling and back down at the sterile white tiled floor. Wherever he was he could ashore himself it wasn't the girl's home where she had promised to take him. Then again he didn't remember too much.
His body ached all over, his head was dizzy, and bandages engulfed half of his body, another single layer around his head clung tightly to the skin. There in the corner was a single window peering out at the sky indicating that it was daylight.
How long he had slept, he didn't know, where he was, he could've cared less. The important thing that shadowed his mind was the fact that he was alive. That was the single mistake the girl had made.
"How foolish." He coughed, poking at his bandaged belly.
"Aw I see you're awake. That's good to know. I was wondering when you would awake. Usually through something like that they'd wake up the next morning, but you! Well, hehehe, let's just say you shouldn't feel too drowsy for a long while."
Marik cocked his head up and stared coldly at the doctor who performed the emergency surgery. In his hand he carried a piece of paper in which he stared down at, never once bothering to look over at his patient.
Doctor: Marik is it? That's what the young woman said.
Marik nodded, refusing to say a word. He eyed the man up and down, then at his surroundings.
Doctor: Well I must say you gave her and the nurses, quite fright when you started moaning and screaming during the entire thing. I'm not sure if you remember but you were. I think you just had a bit of shock b/c you had enough shots to knock out an elephant.
Marik curled his lip at the doctor, somewhat annoyed at the way he described his behavior. Whatever happened he did not remember a thing but it sounded like the injuries he had, were a lot worst then he imagined. Still.
'Is he calling me a weakling then? I'll show him the meaning of weakling if he gets any closer.' Marik hissed within his mind, his eyes becoming dangerously slanted. Yet the doctor paid no attention as his eyes traveled around the room.
Doctor: Well Marik I'll give the young lady a call and let her know you're awake. If you like you can leave today I won't stop you. You should take it easy for a couple of weeks but other than that I don't think you'll need anything more than pain killers.
Marik blinked staring up at the grey haired man curiously.
Marik: Where am I?
Doctor: (Staring at him.) You're at the hospital son. You sustained a few injuries and that was all. They could've been much worst if the young lady hadn't brought you in as soon as she did. Why, do you not remember?
This did not surprise the doctor at all. After heavy treatment many of his patients hadn't remembered what went on the previous day.
Marik: (Ignoring the doctor's last question.) Is that so? Well then I don't think calling her will be necessary. I'm sure if you tell me her address I can find it myself.
The doctor raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Well first of all I said you can leave but I think your going to need some help getting home, second of all unless your related to the young lady then we can't give out that information. Which reminds me; she said your parents were gone. Where do you live son?"
Marik: Well first of all, I'd like to know why it's any business of yours. (He sneered, mocking the doctor.) Second of all I am staying with the girl as promised.
Doctor: As promised? What's that supposed to mean?
Marik: 'Idiot!' (He snapped within his mind.) It MEANS that I am an exchange student from Egypt. I am staying with the girl for the year. My parents travel quite a bit, there's no way you would ever be able to get in contact. Besides I don't talk much to them, I only switch homes as an exchange student every year.
Doctor: Oh my well I'm sorry then! I didn't mean to get personal. If that's the case then I'll have the nurse give you her phone number and address. I really think you should have someone drive you to her home but if you insist on walking then go right ahead. Still I would like a word with your parents whenever the opportunity arises.
'He doesn't shut up, does he?' Marik thought, staring icily at the nosy man.
Marik: What for? (He asked annoyed.)
Doctor: (Calmly.) Well, you have strange markings on your back. Their in some sort of language and the pictures are probably like you said, Egyptian work. I'd like to know who did that to your back son. It isn't right. Personally I think that's a bit more painful then the operation performed here. I would've removed it myself but I suppose after this incident it can wait.
Marik: (Eyeing him carefully.) First of all I'm not your son. The markings are none of your concern so keep your mouth shut. Now if you will excuse me I will be leaving now.
The doctor said no more as Marik retrieved his clothes from a storage closet nearby and simply walked past the older man, paying no heed to look at him.
The doctor shook his head tragically, looking over his shoulder at the young man. He didn't know what went on at home but his blessings were with him.
"Poor guy. Hopefully that girl can offer him something more then his parents can."
Unaware to the grey haired doctor, Marik's hearing was not out of reach.
Marik: Bumbling fool. I have no family I never did.
Eyes wide open, she stared at her ceiling, wondering if the evil one was okay, if he was awake now, or perhaps he was seeking out revenge on her. It scared her to know that she hadn't seen the last of him, but those tears! Those tears were so real. If he really were the one he used to be he would never know such feelings, and yet she saw him cry out.
"Ugh is this all I can think about? I should've told somebody by now! Come on Tea use your head, don't be so naïve!" She yelled out loud, sitting up from her comfortable couch.
She had been a total bum every weekend. Sitting at home, day dreaming, heck, ordering pizza constantly! What was up with her? She couldn't do anything else. The thought pondered her mind even as she sat in school. She kept deciding if she should tell Isis or not. Heck, maybe she should've told Yami when she talked to him on the phone. Could Marik really still be asleep laying in the hospital? What would he do if he were to wake up?
Grudgingly, Tea pulled herself to the refrigerator. Her stomach growled, pleading for something tasty to eat.
"Ugh how can I still be hungry? I've done nothing but sit around all day? Come on girl you better watch yourself before you turn into miss piglet. Now let's see what's in here that's healthy to eat."
(-)_(-) Tea stared at the 5 boxes of pizza stacked on top of one another. Most only had a few slices remaining. Tea sweat dropped, slamming the refrigerator door closed tightly, and breathing a sigh of relief. Is this what she spent all her money on? Pizza!?
"Maybe I should see what Mai's up to? It's not like I'm doing anything else."
Tea eyed her Duelist deck sitting on the kitchen table. She had been practicing every day in hopes to get better. Well, she wasn't anywhere near as good as let's say Yugi, Yami or Kaiba but hell, she could whip Tristan's butt even after all that bragging he had started up and she was currently 3 -5 with Joey and 5-6 with Duke. Not bad numbers. She'd beaten them both a few times but in return they both got a bit more serious as they continued playing her.
Why she became so interested in Dueling herself, she never knew but being JUST the cheerleader didn't seem to be on the top of her 'things to do' lists these days. It must've been that in-class Duel Yami had with Kaiba. After that day nothing that came out of her mouth seemed right. She could still recall those words Kaiba had spoken to her.
***Flashback***
Tea: Come on Yami you can do it!
Joey: Yeah buddy I believe in ya! Woohoo!! Kick his rich butt all over da place!
Yami: I play Dark Magician in defense mode and I place on card face down! (He said proudly.)
Seto: Humph your Dark Magician isn't going to save you this time.
Tea: Come on Yami I believe in you! We're here all the way! (Clasping her hands together.)
Seto Kaiba stopped his arm in midair, his card still in hand. Slowly, ever so slowly he cocked his head in Tea's direction raising a rather annoyed eyebrow at her.
Seto: You realize that's very irritating. Perhaps Yami and I could have a one on one Duel if you cease blabbing on about your friendship speeches and so forth.
Tea: I don't care what you say Kaiba, I'm trying to help a friend out!
Joey: You tell him Tea!
Seto: Why don't you assist him by getting your own Duel deck, and challenging me yourself? That would make you useful for a change. Words don't always speak louder than actions Gardener especially yours. I'm quite sick of your constant blubbering and suck up speeches. I once had some respect for you but now you have become quite the annoying one. (He replied calmly.)
Tea: (((o:)))___((:o)))) ...(Silent.)
Yami: Kaiba that's enough! Tea I'm sorry. For that, I promise he will not win. Kaiba's mouth has gotten him far enough and it ends with this Duel.
Joey: After that I'll kick his butt! Stupid rich ass! How dare ya talk to her that way!
Seto: Humph, I believe it's my turn now. (Ignoring the both of them.)
***End of Flashback***
Tea stared out the window with the same expression she had on her that day. (((o)))____(((o))) What an embarrassing moment that was. He totally stuffed her foot in her mouth.
"Am I really like that when I talk?" Tea sighed placing a finger up to her lip.
"I mean what Kaiba said was so uncalled for! Ugh Joey was making the same sort of speeches too and he didn't yell at him! Then again uh he always disses on Joey. But am I really like that?" Tea's face flushed lightly fuming at the thought of Kaiba's words.
"Stupid Kaiba, what does he know? Ugh one day I'm going to show him! I'll beat him at his own game!" Tea fumed staring down at the Duel Deck that lay neatly on her table. That was why she practiced and that was why she played.
Tea: (Sigh.) One day.
"That one day will never come you sniveling wench, because you die now!" A voice hissed from behind.
It almost seemed like slow motion as Tea's whole body whirled around. Not enough time was given though as a rough blade came in contact with her throat.
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Zoeygirl: (^_^) Okay I was very happy the way this one came out. Yeah makes no sense but I don't think anybody's LONG stories ever really do until midway. So give it time and so forth. Oh and I promise those are my ONLY Mary-sue characters! Please don't hurt me! (Backs away.) Anyways hope you enjoyed and what not. Now do ya think it's Marik?? HMMM??
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Warning, it COULD be someone else. (Smiles happily.) Okay with that word of advice, see ya!