Author's Notes: Okay, so… that took a while, didn't it? Eheheh, sorry about that. I'll try to do better. Now that I'm at school I'll be in the mood for writing more, and I'll have some time for it, but at the same time, I've got loads of papers and such to write, too. Ah, the fate of an English major… ^_^
I have a request! Please write me a fanfic with the priests in it! Where they play a big part! Espeically the lesser-known ones like Shadah, Karimu, Aishizu, Akunadin, etc. Seito's great too, but he's been done before. Mahaado too.
My fellow Shadi-fan Belldandirah requests that you go here and perhaps enter this fic contest! (take out the spaces) http: / / www. royal twilight. com / contest … Thanks!
Oh, and I've picked up my rants again too, so be sure you go look at those, and leave your comments! You can find the link to that and my Shadi shrine in my profile.
Both Senui and Ankhkare feel Shadi's pain, but Ankhkare feels it much more, because of his Ankh and healing abilities.
I don't know, I'd like to bring Rishid and Isis in more, but I'm not sure that I can. Though I do have a bit of a plan for them next time. ^_^
What Shadi went through isn't quite what Malik had to do. Their ancestors were the same family, but the two branches did this a little differently. And you may want to look over the last chapter once more before diving into this one.
Scale: Nobody here owns Yu-Gi-Oh! Go away!
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Millennial Inheritance
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…Shadi woke to intense pain, and quickly wished that he could have remained asleep longer. He felt as if he had been caught out in a sandstorm and had his skin worn off. It hurt all over, but was especially concentrated in the skin of his head, shoulders, chest, the base of the back of his neck, and the tops of his feet. He vaguely remembered intense pain in and on his head before it grew numb, then the other body parts that were now throbbing, one by one. There had been screaming, and not all of it had been his own.
Shadi slowly lifted his aching head and looked around. He was still tied in an awkward position on the tablet of Sennen Items. His neck and back ached past the result of his father's work, but looking down at himself, Shadi was glad that none of the stinging areas were touching the tablet. There were a few trickles of blood falling from him to the tablet, pooling in the empty imprints and around the Ankh and Scales. He choked back nausea as he surveyed the raw patches of skin.
On his chest, Shadi saw a black silhouette of the Sennen Ring with its points outstretched. He could see the Rod and Tauk on each of his shoulders, just on the deltoid muscle. If he twisted a little, he saw a small Ankh on his left foot and a small Scale on the right one. He couldn't see his head or back, but they hurt a great deal as well. The bound boy let out a groan that quickly became a whimper.
"You awake?" His father came over looking slightly worried. He took a knife and began cutting through the tight ropes attached to Shadi's wrists. He then began carefully pulling the knots looks so they could be removed.
Shadi sucked in his breath as he saw the rope burn his wrists had suffered. He drew them close and wrapped his shaking arms around himself, below the Ring-tattoo's lowest point.
"Come on, let's get you fixed up," Shedsunefertum said, offering Shadi a hand. "There's a cold bath waiting for you, that'll help. And the bloody parts are already pretty much scabbed over."
Shadi shivered and managed to push himself up on his own. He glanced back at the Ankh and Scales before hobbling after his father to the next room.
Passing through the sleeping rooms and the kitchen, they walked into the small bathroom. There was a natural spring in the wall that flowed into a deep, round pool about five feet in diameter. The water then flowed out through a few openings in various spots in the pool. There were some heaters installed around the spring mouth and inside the pool, but these were not running right now. The whole room smelled strongly of cloves and soap.
"Don't scrub, that'll only irritate it," Shedsunefertum ordered. Then he stepped back to look as Shadi walked past him. "That came out great."
Shadi threw an irate glance back at his father before shutting the door to give himself some privacy. He cringed as he stripped as quickly as he could and slid into the comfort of the cool bath. Moving his arms hurt the Rod and Tauk tattoos on his shoulders. He dared not lean back for fear of scraping the Eye on his neck against the stone behind him. He did duck his head under water as often as possible to cool the terrible rawness of it. Just from the shape of the pain, he could tell it was the Puzzle.
Shedsunefertum opened the door and dropped a loose white robe inside as Shadi sank down to his nose, gazing over the water at his father.
"The Puzzle's nice and clear," the older man commented. Shadi submersed himself completely in response. Shedsunefertum nodded. "Okay, take as long as you want. I'll fix you something to eat in a minute."
When Shadi felt the vibration of the door closing, he popped his head out of the water with a gasp. He sighed and stuck his head under the stream of incoming water.
/How could my own father do this to me? How does this prove anything about being a guardian? And how could the Pharaoh want something so painful for his servants…?/
Muffled, derisive laughter sounded from somewhere he couldn't place.
"Oh just shut up…" Shadi muttered to himself.
\\Make me, crocodile-nose!\\
//Wh…. What are you DOING!?//
\\Don't tell me you're actually afraid of this little twerp!\\
//But what would his FATHER say? What would he DO!?//
\\Probably scream about how we're corrupting his son who's too dumb to think for himself.\\
//At least! He'll beat us to a pulp!//
\\You're a HEALER, you moldy-brained dung beetle! Be useful once in a while!\\
//I can't heal very well if I get a concussion healing and defending BOTH of us! Last time you didn't do anything to help!//
\\How dare you imply that I'm lazy, you worm!? You'd be a sniveling mess without me! You're useless, brainless, ugly, stupid --\\
/Do you ALWAYS fight like this?/ Shadi sighed in frustration, shaking his head. /No wonder father is always in a bad mood and yelling at you. My head hurts enough already, please just be quiet!/
\\YOU be quiet, scarab-knees! Nobody asked you!\\
/…Scarab knees? What do you mean? My knees aren't like that…/
//Look, I'm sorry. Take your bath in peace, he won't bother you anymore.//
\\Like hell I won't! I --\\
Shadi got the feeling that the loud one was being repressed. Maybe the Ankh-voice could be helpful after all. His fingers and toes were beginning to resemble raisins, so Shadi carefully climbed out of the tub and carefully patted himself dry with a towel. He cringed slightly as he slipped on the light cotton robe his father had left him, noting bitterly that he would not have to wait for his hair to dry.
Shadi crept out of the bathroom and was going to sneak into the bedroom so he could pretend to be asleep, but he had no such luck. His father was standing in the kitchen making something, and he turned to Shadi as the boy crept through the room.
"You finished? That should feel better. I'm making kushari, it's almost ready. Sit down!"
Shadi narrowed his eyes and reluctantly sat at the table. His father set a big bowl of the pasta and rice vegetarian dish in front of him, and frowned at his son's glare.
"Nobody expects you to be happy about this right now. But later on you'll see its importance. I've got big plans for Ishtar as soon as you're feeling better. There's no need to sulk about it so much."
/I think there is…/
//I'm inclined to agree…//
Shedsunefertum frowned at the familiar distant look.
"Listen, now that you're an initiated guardian, you've got to take responsibility for what you hear from the Items. When they aren't silent and obedient, it's your job to discipline them. They'll never obey you if I'm the only one who deals out punishment."
Shadi frowned slightly and nodded, suddenly deciding to eat quickly. He shoveled the last of the kushari into his mouth and fled the room, clattering his bowl and fork into the sink on the way. He quickly but carefully lay down and buried his face in his pillow, taking a deep breath.
/I… guess you'll be working for me now. …Do you have names?/
\\Heh, we'll see about that. And of course we have names! What, you thought we were never alive or something?\\
/Then what are they?/
\\Tch, like I'd tell you!\\
/…What about the other one?/
//…I'm sorry. I… can't remember any of my past. I was a healer, but I couldn't tell you any more about myself. And my friend in the Scales was a judge.//
Whack! \\Shut up, you locust! I'm no one's friend! Don't expect any more, midget. He doesn't know anything else, and I won't tell you anything!\\
/Isn't there anything I can call you?/
\\You can call me Master!\\
/Um… no. Can I call you Scale and Ankh?/
\\We're not our Items, you mush-head!\\
/Do you have any other ideas?/
\\Grand high lord of all that is terrible and powerful?\\
/…All right, Scale and Ankh, then./
\\Rrg…\\
Shadi twisted around trying to get comfortable, and trying not to lie on any of the painful tattoos.
/…Is this really the will of the Pharaoh…?/
//I wish I knew. But as long as I've been conscious, this has been done in one form or another. So it must be…//
\\Yeah, there must have been some huge political upset when the idiot Pharaoh died. And any servants to the old Pharaoh would deserve it!\\
/Really?/
\\Well anyone with an iota of sense can tell that, you tattooed freak!\\
/…Shut up./
\\Never!\\
/I'll tell my father./
\\He'll tell you to deal with it yourself, you useless weakling!\\
/Are you always this annoying?/
//…Sometimes he's worse.// The Ankh laughed apologetically.
\\Heh, far worse! Just for you, lump! Mwahaha, and just think, you're stuck with us for the rest of your miserable life…\\
Shadi sighed and tried to get comfortable as rude laughter echoed in his head.
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Endnotes: Kushari's a real Egyptian dish, and Malik's favorite food. More with Ishtar next time…
PLEASE review, and tell your friends, enemies, and random people to do the same! Something long and interesting will make me love you forever, or at least for the moment!
I have a request! Please write me a fanfic with the priests in it! Where they play a big part! Espeically the lesser-known ones like Shadah, Karimu, Aishizu, Akunadin, etc. Seito's great too, but he's been done before. Mahaado too.
My fellow Shadi-fan Belldandirah requests that you go here and perhaps enter this fic contest! (take out the spaces) http: / / www. royal twilight. com / contest … Thanks!
Oh, and I've picked up my rants again too, so be sure you go look at those, and leave your comments! You can find the link to that and my Shadi shrine in my profile.
Both Senui and Ankhkare feel Shadi's pain, but Ankhkare feels it much more, because of his Ankh and healing abilities.
I don't know, I'd like to bring Rishid and Isis in more, but I'm not sure that I can. Though I do have a bit of a plan for them next time. ^_^
What Shadi went through isn't quite what Malik had to do. Their ancestors were the same family, but the two branches did this a little differently. And you may want to look over the last chapter once more before diving into this one.
Scale: Nobody here owns Yu-Gi-Oh! Go away!
-
Millennial Inheritance
-
…Shadi woke to intense pain, and quickly wished that he could have remained asleep longer. He felt as if he had been caught out in a sandstorm and had his skin worn off. It hurt all over, but was especially concentrated in the skin of his head, shoulders, chest, the base of the back of his neck, and the tops of his feet. He vaguely remembered intense pain in and on his head before it grew numb, then the other body parts that were now throbbing, one by one. There had been screaming, and not all of it had been his own.
Shadi slowly lifted his aching head and looked around. He was still tied in an awkward position on the tablet of Sennen Items. His neck and back ached past the result of his father's work, but looking down at himself, Shadi was glad that none of the stinging areas were touching the tablet. There were a few trickles of blood falling from him to the tablet, pooling in the empty imprints and around the Ankh and Scales. He choked back nausea as he surveyed the raw patches of skin.
On his chest, Shadi saw a black silhouette of the Sennen Ring with its points outstretched. He could see the Rod and Tauk on each of his shoulders, just on the deltoid muscle. If he twisted a little, he saw a small Ankh on his left foot and a small Scale on the right one. He couldn't see his head or back, but they hurt a great deal as well. The bound boy let out a groan that quickly became a whimper.
"You awake?" His father came over looking slightly worried. He took a knife and began cutting through the tight ropes attached to Shadi's wrists. He then began carefully pulling the knots looks so they could be removed.
Shadi sucked in his breath as he saw the rope burn his wrists had suffered. He drew them close and wrapped his shaking arms around himself, below the Ring-tattoo's lowest point.
"Come on, let's get you fixed up," Shedsunefertum said, offering Shadi a hand. "There's a cold bath waiting for you, that'll help. And the bloody parts are already pretty much scabbed over."
Shadi shivered and managed to push himself up on his own. He glanced back at the Ankh and Scales before hobbling after his father to the next room.
Passing through the sleeping rooms and the kitchen, they walked into the small bathroom. There was a natural spring in the wall that flowed into a deep, round pool about five feet in diameter. The water then flowed out through a few openings in various spots in the pool. There were some heaters installed around the spring mouth and inside the pool, but these were not running right now. The whole room smelled strongly of cloves and soap.
"Don't scrub, that'll only irritate it," Shedsunefertum ordered. Then he stepped back to look as Shadi walked past him. "That came out great."
Shadi threw an irate glance back at his father before shutting the door to give himself some privacy. He cringed as he stripped as quickly as he could and slid into the comfort of the cool bath. Moving his arms hurt the Rod and Tauk tattoos on his shoulders. He dared not lean back for fear of scraping the Eye on his neck against the stone behind him. He did duck his head under water as often as possible to cool the terrible rawness of it. Just from the shape of the pain, he could tell it was the Puzzle.
Shedsunefertum opened the door and dropped a loose white robe inside as Shadi sank down to his nose, gazing over the water at his father.
"The Puzzle's nice and clear," the older man commented. Shadi submersed himself completely in response. Shedsunefertum nodded. "Okay, take as long as you want. I'll fix you something to eat in a minute."
When Shadi felt the vibration of the door closing, he popped his head out of the water with a gasp. He sighed and stuck his head under the stream of incoming water.
/How could my own father do this to me? How does this prove anything about being a guardian? And how could the Pharaoh want something so painful for his servants…?/
Muffled, derisive laughter sounded from somewhere he couldn't place.
"Oh just shut up…" Shadi muttered to himself.
\\Make me, crocodile-nose!\\
//Wh…. What are you DOING!?//
\\Don't tell me you're actually afraid of this little twerp!\\
//But what would his FATHER say? What would he DO!?//
\\Probably scream about how we're corrupting his son who's too dumb to think for himself.\\
//At least! He'll beat us to a pulp!//
\\You're a HEALER, you moldy-brained dung beetle! Be useful once in a while!\\
//I can't heal very well if I get a concussion healing and defending BOTH of us! Last time you didn't do anything to help!//
\\How dare you imply that I'm lazy, you worm!? You'd be a sniveling mess without me! You're useless, brainless, ugly, stupid --\\
/Do you ALWAYS fight like this?/ Shadi sighed in frustration, shaking his head. /No wonder father is always in a bad mood and yelling at you. My head hurts enough already, please just be quiet!/
\\YOU be quiet, scarab-knees! Nobody asked you!\\
/…Scarab knees? What do you mean? My knees aren't like that…/
//Look, I'm sorry. Take your bath in peace, he won't bother you anymore.//
\\Like hell I won't! I --\\
Shadi got the feeling that the loud one was being repressed. Maybe the Ankh-voice could be helpful after all. His fingers and toes were beginning to resemble raisins, so Shadi carefully climbed out of the tub and carefully patted himself dry with a towel. He cringed slightly as he slipped on the light cotton robe his father had left him, noting bitterly that he would not have to wait for his hair to dry.
Shadi crept out of the bathroom and was going to sneak into the bedroom so he could pretend to be asleep, but he had no such luck. His father was standing in the kitchen making something, and he turned to Shadi as the boy crept through the room.
"You finished? That should feel better. I'm making kushari, it's almost ready. Sit down!"
Shadi narrowed his eyes and reluctantly sat at the table. His father set a big bowl of the pasta and rice vegetarian dish in front of him, and frowned at his son's glare.
"Nobody expects you to be happy about this right now. But later on you'll see its importance. I've got big plans for Ishtar as soon as you're feeling better. There's no need to sulk about it so much."
/I think there is…/
//I'm inclined to agree…//
Shedsunefertum frowned at the familiar distant look.
"Listen, now that you're an initiated guardian, you've got to take responsibility for what you hear from the Items. When they aren't silent and obedient, it's your job to discipline them. They'll never obey you if I'm the only one who deals out punishment."
Shadi frowned slightly and nodded, suddenly deciding to eat quickly. He shoveled the last of the kushari into his mouth and fled the room, clattering his bowl and fork into the sink on the way. He quickly but carefully lay down and buried his face in his pillow, taking a deep breath.
/I… guess you'll be working for me now. …Do you have names?/
\\Heh, we'll see about that. And of course we have names! What, you thought we were never alive or something?\\
/Then what are they?/
\\Tch, like I'd tell you!\\
/…What about the other one?/
//…I'm sorry. I… can't remember any of my past. I was a healer, but I couldn't tell you any more about myself. And my friend in the Scales was a judge.//
Whack! \\Shut up, you locust! I'm no one's friend! Don't expect any more, midget. He doesn't know anything else, and I won't tell you anything!\\
/Isn't there anything I can call you?/
\\You can call me Master!\\
/Um… no. Can I call you Scale and Ankh?/
\\We're not our Items, you mush-head!\\
/Do you have any other ideas?/
\\Grand high lord of all that is terrible and powerful?\\
/…All right, Scale and Ankh, then./
\\Rrg…\\
Shadi twisted around trying to get comfortable, and trying not to lie on any of the painful tattoos.
/…Is this really the will of the Pharaoh…?/
//I wish I knew. But as long as I've been conscious, this has been done in one form or another. So it must be…//
\\Yeah, there must have been some huge political upset when the idiot Pharaoh died. And any servants to the old Pharaoh would deserve it!\\
/Really?/
\\Well anyone with an iota of sense can tell that, you tattooed freak!\\
/…Shut up./
\\Never!\\
/I'll tell my father./
\\He'll tell you to deal with it yourself, you useless weakling!\\
/Are you always this annoying?/
//…Sometimes he's worse.// The Ankh laughed apologetically.
\\Heh, far worse! Just for you, lump! Mwahaha, and just think, you're stuck with us for the rest of your miserable life…\\
Shadi sighed and tried to get comfortable as rude laughter echoed in his head.
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Endnotes: Kushari's a real Egyptian dish, and Malik's favorite food. More with Ishtar next time…
PLEASE review, and tell your friends, enemies, and random people to do the same! Something long and interesting will make me love you forever, or at least for the moment!