Disclaimer: I still don't own YGO or HP, which is still unfortunate
Nami is an original character.so yea
ok chapter 2 is up and running.
"Hey Nami, you have mail," called a voice from behind Nami Edana.
"Alright, I'll be right there," Nami called back.
Nami Edana loved being in Mexico, it was great, too bad her father couldn't be here with her. Nami's father was an archaeologist, but he had disappeared just about a week ago in Egypt, he had been working on a dig, something about an untouched tomb. Nami had gone with a friend of her father's to Mexico for a survey of the Mayan ruins at Chichen Itza. And she was having a great time, or she was having a great time until last week her father's partner, Nathaniel Hunter, telephoned and told her that her father was missing. That was a week ago and no one heard from him since.
Nami stood up from where she was sitting and walked over to the man that had called her name. On the ground was a small package wrapped in brown paper. Nami bent down grabbed it and walked back to where she had been sitting. She looked down at the package and saw who it was from, her father. In shock she slowly opened it. Inside was a note addressed to Nami.
Dearest Nami,
How is Mexico? Hope it is treating you well. I have a bit of bad news; the tomb I was working on was empty. There wasn't anything there. Nathaniel and I are a little disappointed, but c'est la vie. I found this necklace in Egypt, I thought you might like it, you can keep it on one condition, this sounds strange, but don't let Nathaniel see it. It will be our little secret, ok? I love you hun, be good, work hard and I'll see you soon, Love Dad
Nami wiped a tear from her face, and pulled out the necklace, her hands shaking. It was beautiful, made of solid gold and unflawed, except for the intricate Egyptian eye design carved onto its face. "I'll never take it off," she said and she placed it over her head. ....
Nami stood at the counter in the hotel room leaning on her elbows; there was a piece of chocolate cake in front of her, along with a fork. Chocolate is proven to release chemicals into your brain that make you happy, Nami had been eating a lot of chocolate in the last week. Nami began to eat it while staring into space, somewhere beyond the cabinets. It wasn't bad cake. Nami put the plate and fork in the sink, changed into her pyjamas and flopped into bed. ....
Nami sat bolt upright, wiping the sleep from her eyes she looked around her. She wasn't in the hotel room anymore, she didn't know where she was, but she liked the room. It was pretty, a light blue with butterflies, a large bookshelf and a comfy couch with a nice fluffy blanket.
Nami looked up and noticed a door on the opposite side of the room, so she crossed over to it and opened it. Outside of the small room was a hallway, and across the hallway was another door. This door had the same eye as the necklace carved into it. Nami slowly opened the door and peaked inside.
Inside was another room, but this one wasn't as comfortable, it was black and decorated with ancient Egyptian symbols. In the middle of the room, on a raised part of the floor, sat a girl who looked just like Nami, but her eyes were a different shade. The girl's head snapped up and she looked at Nami with cold curiosity.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her long hair swished around her as she tilted her head.
"Ah, I don't know," Nami looked at the reflection of herself, "but that is the last time I ever eat chocolate cake after midnight. Who are you?"
"I don't know," the girl's cold green eyes looked at Nami thoughtfully, "Do you know?"
"No, but I'm Nami," Nami walked over to her and offered her hand, the girl just looked at it.
"I don't know my name."
Nami raised an eyebrow in curiosity, "How strange."
"Yes," the girl tiled her head the other way.
Nami smiled, "Well, I think I'm going to go back home, get some sleep. This sure was a strange dream," Nami waved goodbye, turned around went back to the room across the hall and laid down on the baby blue bed. ...
The next morning Nami woke up feeling very refreshed, taking a deep breath she jumped out of bed and into the shower for a change, usually it was a hassle to just get out of bed. As she stepped into the warm water she felt her problems melting away. It felt great to work the soap through her hair.
//Good morning,// came a strangely familiar voice from inside Nami's head.
Nami stopped and peaked her head outside the shower, looking for who said that. "Who's there?"
//I'm in here, remember, we met last night,// voice seemed to roll its eyes to itself.
Nami thought to herself, /What is going on.that voice.was in my dream last night./
//That wasn't a dream Nami, you were in your soul room, and then you came and visited mine.//
/Who are you? And what is a soul room?/ Nami asked with fear.
The girl from the dream shook her head, //I told you I don't remember my name, hmmm, what can you call me, you can't just call me 'hey you' all the time, it's rude. And a soul room is a part of your mind, I think, you have your soul room and I have mine.//
/Why are you in my head?/
//I don't know, I think I was in the necklace for a long time, I can't think of a name, why don't you name me?// the voice suggested.
/I'm confused./
//Me too.//
/What about Kaya?/
//Who's Kaya?//
Nami smiled, /You are./
//I think I like it Nami,// the voice seemed pleased.
R&R please - but be kind, I'm still new at this
sorry if this is going slowly, feel free to make suggestions, I'll see what I can do.
Thanks to: Ryou Bakura Obsessor() Nextgenficwriter Target Zero.and Misuto I'll send you the next few chapters soon, promise For reviewing constructive criticism always welcome.
I already have the next two chapters written so I'll just give it another check for grammar and such and they should be up in a few days.depends on how exams *shudders* (evil evil evil word) are coming along.guess I should start studying sometime soon ^_^ *looks at calendar* ah! one week left? Maybe I wont post them ~_~ sorry
ok chapter 2 is up and running.
"Hey Nami, you have mail," called a voice from behind Nami Edana.
"Alright, I'll be right there," Nami called back.
Nami Edana loved being in Mexico, it was great, too bad her father couldn't be here with her. Nami's father was an archaeologist, but he had disappeared just about a week ago in Egypt, he had been working on a dig, something about an untouched tomb. Nami had gone with a friend of her father's to Mexico for a survey of the Mayan ruins at Chichen Itza. And she was having a great time, or she was having a great time until last week her father's partner, Nathaniel Hunter, telephoned and told her that her father was missing. That was a week ago and no one heard from him since.
Nami stood up from where she was sitting and walked over to the man that had called her name. On the ground was a small package wrapped in brown paper. Nami bent down grabbed it and walked back to where she had been sitting. She looked down at the package and saw who it was from, her father. In shock she slowly opened it. Inside was a note addressed to Nami.
Dearest Nami,
How is Mexico? Hope it is treating you well. I have a bit of bad news; the tomb I was working on was empty. There wasn't anything there. Nathaniel and I are a little disappointed, but c'est la vie. I found this necklace in Egypt, I thought you might like it, you can keep it on one condition, this sounds strange, but don't let Nathaniel see it. It will be our little secret, ok? I love you hun, be good, work hard and I'll see you soon, Love Dad
Nami wiped a tear from her face, and pulled out the necklace, her hands shaking. It was beautiful, made of solid gold and unflawed, except for the intricate Egyptian eye design carved onto its face. "I'll never take it off," she said and she placed it over her head. ....
Nami stood at the counter in the hotel room leaning on her elbows; there was a piece of chocolate cake in front of her, along with a fork. Chocolate is proven to release chemicals into your brain that make you happy, Nami had been eating a lot of chocolate in the last week. Nami began to eat it while staring into space, somewhere beyond the cabinets. It wasn't bad cake. Nami put the plate and fork in the sink, changed into her pyjamas and flopped into bed. ....
Nami sat bolt upright, wiping the sleep from her eyes she looked around her. She wasn't in the hotel room anymore, she didn't know where she was, but she liked the room. It was pretty, a light blue with butterflies, a large bookshelf and a comfy couch with a nice fluffy blanket.
Nami looked up and noticed a door on the opposite side of the room, so she crossed over to it and opened it. Outside of the small room was a hallway, and across the hallway was another door. This door had the same eye as the necklace carved into it. Nami slowly opened the door and peaked inside.
Inside was another room, but this one wasn't as comfortable, it was black and decorated with ancient Egyptian symbols. In the middle of the room, on a raised part of the floor, sat a girl who looked just like Nami, but her eyes were a different shade. The girl's head snapped up and she looked at Nami with cold curiosity.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her long hair swished around her as she tilted her head.
"Ah, I don't know," Nami looked at the reflection of herself, "but that is the last time I ever eat chocolate cake after midnight. Who are you?"
"I don't know," the girl's cold green eyes looked at Nami thoughtfully, "Do you know?"
"No, but I'm Nami," Nami walked over to her and offered her hand, the girl just looked at it.
"I don't know my name."
Nami raised an eyebrow in curiosity, "How strange."
"Yes," the girl tiled her head the other way.
Nami smiled, "Well, I think I'm going to go back home, get some sleep. This sure was a strange dream," Nami waved goodbye, turned around went back to the room across the hall and laid down on the baby blue bed. ...
The next morning Nami woke up feeling very refreshed, taking a deep breath she jumped out of bed and into the shower for a change, usually it was a hassle to just get out of bed. As she stepped into the warm water she felt her problems melting away. It felt great to work the soap through her hair.
//Good morning,// came a strangely familiar voice from inside Nami's head.
Nami stopped and peaked her head outside the shower, looking for who said that. "Who's there?"
//I'm in here, remember, we met last night,// voice seemed to roll its eyes to itself.
Nami thought to herself, /What is going on.that voice.was in my dream last night./
//That wasn't a dream Nami, you were in your soul room, and then you came and visited mine.//
/Who are you? And what is a soul room?/ Nami asked with fear.
The girl from the dream shook her head, //I told you I don't remember my name, hmmm, what can you call me, you can't just call me 'hey you' all the time, it's rude. And a soul room is a part of your mind, I think, you have your soul room and I have mine.//
/Why are you in my head?/
//I don't know, I think I was in the necklace for a long time, I can't think of a name, why don't you name me?// the voice suggested.
/I'm confused./
//Me too.//
/What about Kaya?/
//Who's Kaya?//
Nami smiled, /You are./
//I think I like it Nami,// the voice seemed pleased.
R&R please - but be kind, I'm still new at this
sorry if this is going slowly, feel free to make suggestions, I'll see what I can do.
Thanks to: Ryou Bakura Obsessor() Nextgenficwriter Target Zero.and Misuto I'll send you the next few chapters soon, promise For reviewing constructive criticism always welcome.
I already have the next two chapters written so I'll just give it another check for grammar and such and they should be up in a few days.depends on how exams *shudders* (evil evil evil word) are coming along.guess I should start studying sometime soon ^_^ *looks at calendar* ah! one week left? Maybe I wont post them ~_~ sorry