Author's Notes: Arg, so sorry about the long wait! I've been swamped with schoolwork, and inspiration comes slowly. I might be able to get another chapter out before I leave for my summer job, but don't count on it. More likely it'll be some time in September. Blah…
And poor little Shadi… You'll see. But he doesn't have a good time at all here.
If more people would write about Shadi, Ankh, and Scale, I'd love you forever. ^_^
I own nothing but Ankhkare and Senui, who are mine to do with what I like, thank you. I make no money. Please don't sue me.
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Millennial Inheritance
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…Shadi carefully pushed his energy through the Ankh, feeling each cell in his father's finger, and the discord caused by the small cut there. Shedsunefertum found a perfect excuse for Shadi to practice with one of the Ankh's most useful abilities, healing. Shadi painstakingly manipulated the cells into sticking back together, and reforming the parts that had been damaged. The voice of the Ankh could do it so much better and faster, but Shadi was still learning, and still often left pink lines to mark where small wounds had been.
Over the past few months, Shadi's guardian-training had intensified. He was getting much better at manipulating the Items' powers, and in an emergency, he could make Ankh or Scale do something for him. He was also doing very well in his English class. He had seen Rishid in the market once, but had been afraid to say hello because of the purpose of his father's training.
Shedsunefertum had decided now that Shadi was an initiated guardian, it was time to go after Ishtar full-force. There was also a new (or old) addition to the Sennen Item tablet. Shedsunefertum had come home late one night holding the Sennen Eye, blood dripping from it. Its owner had died of old age (or so the guardian claimed), so it was back in the guardians' possession again. They took that as a good omen, and worked harder.
The two branches of the family, the guardians of the Pharaoh's Memory (the tomb guardians) and those of his Powers (the Item guardians), had been in conflict ever since they split centuries ago. Shadi's family had never been able to get their hands on any of the God Cards, while the Ishtars managed to get some Millennium Items every so often. This infuriated Shedsunefertum, and it was finally time to remedy the situation.
Of course, the Items could not simply be stolen. They had to be won or willingly given, or they would return to the rightful owner. There was no way in the Underworld that Ishtar would give up the Rod or Tauk. It had to be a game.
A few minutes later, Shedsunefertum declared Shadi ready for anything (though the Scales said he was just impatient, because Shadi would never amount to anything). One cool morning, Shadi and his father got up early, had a light breakfast, meditated and prayed for a short while, and set out for the ruins that the Ishtar clan lived under. Shedsunefertum carried the Ankh and Scales, in addition to a long knife. Shadi had been given a knife of his own, and followed his father resolutely, having caught the contagious excitement. Shadi was nervous, but Shedsunefertum's face showed only grim determination. Shadi fingered his new turban as he walked.
They walked through some open desert, to the ruins where the Ishtars lived. Shedsunefertum stalked through the sandy stones of a time gone by and kicked some sand away from a smooth patch of ground, revealing a plank of wood. He stomped down on it, and there was a deep hollow sound. Shadi barely had time to catch up before his father marched over to the well they had visited before and kicked the side of that too.
"Ishtar!" he shouted, his voice echoing down in the vast recesses under the well. "Get up here! Face me, you coward!"
The echoing shout was joined by the eerie sound of a voice in the pitch blackness, just barely intelligible.
"You! Keep Mariku busy." There was a slammed door and a few clanking sounds. "The Guardian will finally be deposed…"
After some more loud stomping and banging, the sand flew apart at the plank of wood Shedsunefertum had uncovered to reveal two large wooden doors. Ishtar emerged with a glare. He was tall and wiry, cloaked in a black robe. His beard was gray, pointy, and a bit ragged. His eyes gleamed with anger and something more.
"What do you want, 'cousin'?" Ishtar spat, treating the last word as an obscenity.
"I'm here to reclaim the Rod and Tauk. You have no right to keep them! They didn't even choose you! It's not your place to have any Sennen Items," Shedsunefertum raged, advancing on Ishtar.
The older man sneered. "Don't speak to me of my place. Look at your sad excuse for an heir! You let him move about in the world, and raise more defective children to succeed you!"
"How dare you!? Your practices are a travesty against the Pharaoh's will! Look at your own children if you want to see defective one, lacking the preparation they'll need!" Shedsunefertum's face was red with anger.
Ishtar sneered. "You wouldn't know the will of the Pharaoh if it hit you in the face."
"Quiet!" the guardian shouted, brandishing the Ankh at the tomb keeper. "I challenge you to a game of darkness for the Rod and Tauk!"
Ishtar laughed darkly. "…And when I win, the Ankh and Scales are mine." He brought out the Rod and fingered it threateningly.
Shedsunefertum frowned, but then something seemed to occur to him as he glanced at Shadi. "…Agreed. But I'll win."
Shadi frowned in confusion until he heard the barest whisper in his mind.
//The Ankh and Scales are yours as well… They are not entirely his to wager.//
\\Heh, he's covering all his bases because he knows he won't win.\\
/…What happens to the loser?/
\\They might live to regret it. Though it's doubtful!\\
Ishtar frowned. "…But give one of your Items to your runt, to make it fair."
"You think I'd cheat!? And what about you, how do I know you're not hiding the Tauk in your robe?"
"If you were any good at your job, you could check me with the Ankh. Or if you prefer, we can duel in the chamber where my Items are kept, so you may keep an eye on them." Ishtar sneered.
"No. We're staying on neutral ground. Shadi!" Shedsunefertum's glaring eyes never left Ishtar's. "Take the Ankh. Make sure no one interferes." Shadi nervously ran over to his father and took the Ankh, then retreated to the side, near the door in the sand.
"We will duel as the mages did in ancient times, agreed?"
Shedsunefertum nodded gravely. "You have chosen your creatures and magic?"
"Of course," Ishtar said with a dark laugh, drawing up his power with the Rod as Shedsunefertum did with the Scales.
"In the future, there'll be little cards for dueling with," a very quiet voice whispered near Shadi. He nearly jumped out of his robes, and turned quickly to see a small girl with dark hair and bright blue eyes peeking up over the stairs.
"How do you know?" he whispered, careful to keep his eyes on the older men who had each summoned a monster with their magic.
"The Tauk. Don't tell Father, he'll scream," she said, casting a furtive glance at Shadi.
"I won't… You can use the Tauk?" Shadi judged her to be about four or five years old. Too young to use a Millennium Item.
"You can use the Ankh AND Scales, so I can use the Tauk if I want. If Father doesn't know… When the Pharaoh was alive, they did this with big stone blocks."
"You're making that up. They couldn't drag those around with them."
"No, it's true! They kept them in a big tower-thing. They brought them with the Millennium Items, or these special staffs."
"Are you sure?" Shadi was a bit doubtful of this little girl.
She nodded gravely, carefully keeping out of sight.
Shadi nodded back slowly, watching his father's spell counter the effects of one of Ishtar's.
"…Your father counts on the Scales' luck. That's not fair."
"The Scales are lucky? Usually they seem more unlucky. He should have used the Ankh to summon his monsters…"
"It's only lucky sometimes. But he's counting on that…"
"They might be better if their spirit would focus instead of just getting mad." Shadi rubbed the Ankh slightly. Shedsunefertum staggered back from a direct attack.
"Miss Isis! You should not be up here!" Rishid appeared behind the little girl, looking almost frightened. "What if your father saw you? He would punish us both!"
"He won't see me. Where is Malik?"
"He is taking a nap. You have to come back!" Rishid cast a nervous glance at the two men and then at Shadi.
"They do seem busy…" Shadi said as Ishtar summoned a spell.
Rishid sighed nervously. "It… is not safe… Come, if you will go back, I will give you my candy." He sounded desperate.
"No." Ishtar's snake-monster was blown away.
"…I can carry you, then. Your father will notice if you struggle." Rishid looked determined. Isis glared at him for a moment and then gave Shadi one last curious but mysterious smile before marching down the stairs, not looking at Rishid, a slight pout on her face. Rishid glanced at the duel reluctantly, then sighed.
"…This will be very bad for one of us, I know it," he said, creeping down after Isis into the darkness. Shadi watched them until they disappeared and then turned back in time to see his father knocked back by the force of an attack. Blood trickled from his mouth. He looked angry, and Ishtar was laughing maniacally. Shadi held the Ankh tightly.
/My father… is going to lose, isn't he…?/
//…He may not. But… it looks likely.//
/What happens then?/
//It means that Ishtar will have some claim on your Items, but your father will not.// Ishtar had summoned a huge dragon.
/What will happen to my father, though?/ Shedsunefertum had no monsters left.
//…I'm not sure.// Ishtar's dragon charged Shedsunefertum and swung its massive tail, knocking him back on the ground. The Scales flew to land near Shadi's feet. Shadi ran a few steps to kneel by his father. Blood streamed from the man's mouth, and he had bruises and cuts all over. It looked like some of his ribs were smashed in. His eyes flickered towards Shadi. He reached out and coughed blood, and his eyes stilled, his hand dropping to the sand. Shadi barely managed to let out a strangled squeak, tears beginning to trickle down his face.
Ishtar strode over, kicking Shadi to the side. He reached down to take the Scales, but his hand flew back as they gave him a massive shock. Cursing, he tried to hook them with the Rod. Energy crackled between the two, purple and black, in almost man-like forms, but the Scales would not give any ground. Ishtar spat a curse and whirled to face Shadi.
"Give me your Items, whelp! They're rightfully mine, your useless father couldn't hold onto them!"
Shadi stood angrily, tears streaming down his face.
"Never!" He ducked around Ishtar and grabbed up the Scales, which seemed a bit drained.
\\If you fail, I'll never forgive you! I'll haunt you for all eternity!\\
/I… I…/ Shadi began trembling violently. He saw Ishtar advancing on him, but his eyes were fixed on his father's still form. Ishtar raised his hand to strike the boy and take the Items…
…Another black crackle of energy lashed out at Ishtar from the Scales. The golden Ankh around Shadi's neck glowed brightly, and suddenly the nearly transparent form of a tall young man stood between the boy and the older man. He had long green hair and bright green eyes. He wore a light green robe and cape, and a round-topped hat with a gold snake embroidered into it. He also wore an Ankh around his neck. Ishtar stopped, staring at him in surprise. The young man frowned and stepped up to him.
"You won the Items from the previous guardian, but they still belong to this one."
Ishtar recovered quickly, and raised the Rod. Violet energy crackled through it. He struck the man in green, but the Ankh glowed and the purple energy hesitated and died. Ishtar growled and struck out at him, running down the stairs into his home.
The man with the Ankh turned to Shadi, who was regarding him with tear-filled suspicion.
"He won't hurt you…" the older one said softly, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"…Ankh…?" Shadi sniffled. The spirit smiled sadly and nodded. Shadi stared at him for a second, and started crying harder. Ankh bent to hug him tightly, and Shadi clung to him. He could hardly grasp the idea that he no longer had his father. He would have to go live with his mother, give up what he had been brought up to view as the only course his life could take…
"Can you… heal him?" Shadi tried to scrunch the tears out of his eyes.
"…I'm sorry. It's… too late for that…" Ankh held the sobbing boy, then suddenly looked up. "…Hold onto the Scales. And the Ankh." He stepped away from Shadi to approach Ishtar, who had emerged again holding the Rod and Tauk. Ankh frowned at him, keeping himself between the two mortals.
//…He's going to challenge you to a dark game… I don't know if I can take the Tauk at full strength, though the Rod… refused to strike me. But you can direct the power of the Ankh and Scales at him together!//
Ishtar tried to shove Ankh out of the way, but the spirit pushed back.
"It's useless, boy! Give me your Items or fight for them! The Scales are already drained, and I'll mutilate that weak, undisciplined Ankh-spirit of yours!"
/There's nothing, no one left…/ …But looking up at the green-clad man who had defended and comforted him, and feeling the Scales he clutched, no longer trying to shock him, he realized he had something after all. He couldn't lose any more today. Just as Ishtar struck out at Ankh with both Rod and Tauk, Shadi shouted and the green-eyed spirit was pulled back to the Ankh. Ishtar growled and concentrated both of his Items' energies, purple and gold, together, and directed it at the Ankh.
…The golden energy never left the Tauk, but died down. The purple redirected itself at the Scales, and the purple and black fought while Ishtar cursed the Tauk. He glared darkly, an insane glint in his eye, and stalked toward Shadi, hands out to strangle the boy.
Shadi's eyes narrowed in grim determination. They flashed a darker blue, then green, and he raised the Ankh and Scales together.
"I challenge YOU, for YOUR Items!" he hissed in three voices at once; one young, one harsh, and one softer, but all angry. Ishtar snarled, slashing at the boy with the Rod and holding the Tauk closer to him. Shadi just barely managed to block with his two Items. Just as Ishtar rose his arm to strike again, Shadi felt a surge of energy from the Ankh, and a lesser one from the Scales. It washed through him, overpowered him. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was Ishtar screaming in outraged agony as a green light, riddled with black veins, encompassed him.
The Rod and Tauk fell to the sand with a clink.
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Don't forget to review! Please?
And poor little Shadi… You'll see. But he doesn't have a good time at all here.
If more people would write about Shadi, Ankh, and Scale, I'd love you forever. ^_^
I own nothing but Ankhkare and Senui, who are mine to do with what I like, thank you. I make no money. Please don't sue me.
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Millennial Inheritance
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…Shadi carefully pushed his energy through the Ankh, feeling each cell in his father's finger, and the discord caused by the small cut there. Shedsunefertum found a perfect excuse for Shadi to practice with one of the Ankh's most useful abilities, healing. Shadi painstakingly manipulated the cells into sticking back together, and reforming the parts that had been damaged. The voice of the Ankh could do it so much better and faster, but Shadi was still learning, and still often left pink lines to mark where small wounds had been.
Over the past few months, Shadi's guardian-training had intensified. He was getting much better at manipulating the Items' powers, and in an emergency, he could make Ankh or Scale do something for him. He was also doing very well in his English class. He had seen Rishid in the market once, but had been afraid to say hello because of the purpose of his father's training.
Shedsunefertum had decided now that Shadi was an initiated guardian, it was time to go after Ishtar full-force. There was also a new (or old) addition to the Sennen Item tablet. Shedsunefertum had come home late one night holding the Sennen Eye, blood dripping from it. Its owner had died of old age (or so the guardian claimed), so it was back in the guardians' possession again. They took that as a good omen, and worked harder.
The two branches of the family, the guardians of the Pharaoh's Memory (the tomb guardians) and those of his Powers (the Item guardians), had been in conflict ever since they split centuries ago. Shadi's family had never been able to get their hands on any of the God Cards, while the Ishtars managed to get some Millennium Items every so often. This infuriated Shedsunefertum, and it was finally time to remedy the situation.
Of course, the Items could not simply be stolen. They had to be won or willingly given, or they would return to the rightful owner. There was no way in the Underworld that Ishtar would give up the Rod or Tauk. It had to be a game.
A few minutes later, Shedsunefertum declared Shadi ready for anything (though the Scales said he was just impatient, because Shadi would never amount to anything). One cool morning, Shadi and his father got up early, had a light breakfast, meditated and prayed for a short while, and set out for the ruins that the Ishtar clan lived under. Shedsunefertum carried the Ankh and Scales, in addition to a long knife. Shadi had been given a knife of his own, and followed his father resolutely, having caught the contagious excitement. Shadi was nervous, but Shedsunefertum's face showed only grim determination. Shadi fingered his new turban as he walked.
They walked through some open desert, to the ruins where the Ishtars lived. Shedsunefertum stalked through the sandy stones of a time gone by and kicked some sand away from a smooth patch of ground, revealing a plank of wood. He stomped down on it, and there was a deep hollow sound. Shadi barely had time to catch up before his father marched over to the well they had visited before and kicked the side of that too.
"Ishtar!" he shouted, his voice echoing down in the vast recesses under the well. "Get up here! Face me, you coward!"
The echoing shout was joined by the eerie sound of a voice in the pitch blackness, just barely intelligible.
"You! Keep Mariku busy." There was a slammed door and a few clanking sounds. "The Guardian will finally be deposed…"
After some more loud stomping and banging, the sand flew apart at the plank of wood Shedsunefertum had uncovered to reveal two large wooden doors. Ishtar emerged with a glare. He was tall and wiry, cloaked in a black robe. His beard was gray, pointy, and a bit ragged. His eyes gleamed with anger and something more.
"What do you want, 'cousin'?" Ishtar spat, treating the last word as an obscenity.
"I'm here to reclaim the Rod and Tauk. You have no right to keep them! They didn't even choose you! It's not your place to have any Sennen Items," Shedsunefertum raged, advancing on Ishtar.
The older man sneered. "Don't speak to me of my place. Look at your sad excuse for an heir! You let him move about in the world, and raise more defective children to succeed you!"
"How dare you!? Your practices are a travesty against the Pharaoh's will! Look at your own children if you want to see defective one, lacking the preparation they'll need!" Shedsunefertum's face was red with anger.
Ishtar sneered. "You wouldn't know the will of the Pharaoh if it hit you in the face."
"Quiet!" the guardian shouted, brandishing the Ankh at the tomb keeper. "I challenge you to a game of darkness for the Rod and Tauk!"
Ishtar laughed darkly. "…And when I win, the Ankh and Scales are mine." He brought out the Rod and fingered it threateningly.
Shedsunefertum frowned, but then something seemed to occur to him as he glanced at Shadi. "…Agreed. But I'll win."
Shadi frowned in confusion until he heard the barest whisper in his mind.
//The Ankh and Scales are yours as well… They are not entirely his to wager.//
\\Heh, he's covering all his bases because he knows he won't win.\\
/…What happens to the loser?/
\\They might live to regret it. Though it's doubtful!\\
Ishtar frowned. "…But give one of your Items to your runt, to make it fair."
"You think I'd cheat!? And what about you, how do I know you're not hiding the Tauk in your robe?"
"If you were any good at your job, you could check me with the Ankh. Or if you prefer, we can duel in the chamber where my Items are kept, so you may keep an eye on them." Ishtar sneered.
"No. We're staying on neutral ground. Shadi!" Shedsunefertum's glaring eyes never left Ishtar's. "Take the Ankh. Make sure no one interferes." Shadi nervously ran over to his father and took the Ankh, then retreated to the side, near the door in the sand.
"We will duel as the mages did in ancient times, agreed?"
Shedsunefertum nodded gravely. "You have chosen your creatures and magic?"
"Of course," Ishtar said with a dark laugh, drawing up his power with the Rod as Shedsunefertum did with the Scales.
"In the future, there'll be little cards for dueling with," a very quiet voice whispered near Shadi. He nearly jumped out of his robes, and turned quickly to see a small girl with dark hair and bright blue eyes peeking up over the stairs.
"How do you know?" he whispered, careful to keep his eyes on the older men who had each summoned a monster with their magic.
"The Tauk. Don't tell Father, he'll scream," she said, casting a furtive glance at Shadi.
"I won't… You can use the Tauk?" Shadi judged her to be about four or five years old. Too young to use a Millennium Item.
"You can use the Ankh AND Scales, so I can use the Tauk if I want. If Father doesn't know… When the Pharaoh was alive, they did this with big stone blocks."
"You're making that up. They couldn't drag those around with them."
"No, it's true! They kept them in a big tower-thing. They brought them with the Millennium Items, or these special staffs."
"Are you sure?" Shadi was a bit doubtful of this little girl.
She nodded gravely, carefully keeping out of sight.
Shadi nodded back slowly, watching his father's spell counter the effects of one of Ishtar's.
"…Your father counts on the Scales' luck. That's not fair."
"The Scales are lucky? Usually they seem more unlucky. He should have used the Ankh to summon his monsters…"
"It's only lucky sometimes. But he's counting on that…"
"They might be better if their spirit would focus instead of just getting mad." Shadi rubbed the Ankh slightly. Shedsunefertum staggered back from a direct attack.
"Miss Isis! You should not be up here!" Rishid appeared behind the little girl, looking almost frightened. "What if your father saw you? He would punish us both!"
"He won't see me. Where is Malik?"
"He is taking a nap. You have to come back!" Rishid cast a nervous glance at the two men and then at Shadi.
"They do seem busy…" Shadi said as Ishtar summoned a spell.
Rishid sighed nervously. "It… is not safe… Come, if you will go back, I will give you my candy." He sounded desperate.
"No." Ishtar's snake-monster was blown away.
"…I can carry you, then. Your father will notice if you struggle." Rishid looked determined. Isis glared at him for a moment and then gave Shadi one last curious but mysterious smile before marching down the stairs, not looking at Rishid, a slight pout on her face. Rishid glanced at the duel reluctantly, then sighed.
"…This will be very bad for one of us, I know it," he said, creeping down after Isis into the darkness. Shadi watched them until they disappeared and then turned back in time to see his father knocked back by the force of an attack. Blood trickled from his mouth. He looked angry, and Ishtar was laughing maniacally. Shadi held the Ankh tightly.
/My father… is going to lose, isn't he…?/
//…He may not. But… it looks likely.//
/What happens then?/
//It means that Ishtar will have some claim on your Items, but your father will not.// Ishtar had summoned a huge dragon.
/What will happen to my father, though?/ Shedsunefertum had no monsters left.
//…I'm not sure.// Ishtar's dragon charged Shedsunefertum and swung its massive tail, knocking him back on the ground. The Scales flew to land near Shadi's feet. Shadi ran a few steps to kneel by his father. Blood streamed from the man's mouth, and he had bruises and cuts all over. It looked like some of his ribs were smashed in. His eyes flickered towards Shadi. He reached out and coughed blood, and his eyes stilled, his hand dropping to the sand. Shadi barely managed to let out a strangled squeak, tears beginning to trickle down his face.
Ishtar strode over, kicking Shadi to the side. He reached down to take the Scales, but his hand flew back as they gave him a massive shock. Cursing, he tried to hook them with the Rod. Energy crackled between the two, purple and black, in almost man-like forms, but the Scales would not give any ground. Ishtar spat a curse and whirled to face Shadi.
"Give me your Items, whelp! They're rightfully mine, your useless father couldn't hold onto them!"
Shadi stood angrily, tears streaming down his face.
"Never!" He ducked around Ishtar and grabbed up the Scales, which seemed a bit drained.
\\If you fail, I'll never forgive you! I'll haunt you for all eternity!\\
/I… I…/ Shadi began trembling violently. He saw Ishtar advancing on him, but his eyes were fixed on his father's still form. Ishtar raised his hand to strike the boy and take the Items…
…Another black crackle of energy lashed out at Ishtar from the Scales. The golden Ankh around Shadi's neck glowed brightly, and suddenly the nearly transparent form of a tall young man stood between the boy and the older man. He had long green hair and bright green eyes. He wore a light green robe and cape, and a round-topped hat with a gold snake embroidered into it. He also wore an Ankh around his neck. Ishtar stopped, staring at him in surprise. The young man frowned and stepped up to him.
"You won the Items from the previous guardian, but they still belong to this one."
Ishtar recovered quickly, and raised the Rod. Violet energy crackled through it. He struck the man in green, but the Ankh glowed and the purple energy hesitated and died. Ishtar growled and struck out at him, running down the stairs into his home.
The man with the Ankh turned to Shadi, who was regarding him with tear-filled suspicion.
"He won't hurt you…" the older one said softly, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"…Ankh…?" Shadi sniffled. The spirit smiled sadly and nodded. Shadi stared at him for a second, and started crying harder. Ankh bent to hug him tightly, and Shadi clung to him. He could hardly grasp the idea that he no longer had his father. He would have to go live with his mother, give up what he had been brought up to view as the only course his life could take…
"Can you… heal him?" Shadi tried to scrunch the tears out of his eyes.
"…I'm sorry. It's… too late for that…" Ankh held the sobbing boy, then suddenly looked up. "…Hold onto the Scales. And the Ankh." He stepped away from Shadi to approach Ishtar, who had emerged again holding the Rod and Tauk. Ankh frowned at him, keeping himself between the two mortals.
//…He's going to challenge you to a dark game… I don't know if I can take the Tauk at full strength, though the Rod… refused to strike me. But you can direct the power of the Ankh and Scales at him together!//
Ishtar tried to shove Ankh out of the way, but the spirit pushed back.
"It's useless, boy! Give me your Items or fight for them! The Scales are already drained, and I'll mutilate that weak, undisciplined Ankh-spirit of yours!"
/There's nothing, no one left…/ …But looking up at the green-clad man who had defended and comforted him, and feeling the Scales he clutched, no longer trying to shock him, he realized he had something after all. He couldn't lose any more today. Just as Ishtar struck out at Ankh with both Rod and Tauk, Shadi shouted and the green-eyed spirit was pulled back to the Ankh. Ishtar growled and concentrated both of his Items' energies, purple and gold, together, and directed it at the Ankh.
…The golden energy never left the Tauk, but died down. The purple redirected itself at the Scales, and the purple and black fought while Ishtar cursed the Tauk. He glared darkly, an insane glint in his eye, and stalked toward Shadi, hands out to strangle the boy.
Shadi's eyes narrowed in grim determination. They flashed a darker blue, then green, and he raised the Ankh and Scales together.
"I challenge YOU, for YOUR Items!" he hissed in three voices at once; one young, one harsh, and one softer, but all angry. Ishtar snarled, slashing at the boy with the Rod and holding the Tauk closer to him. Shadi just barely managed to block with his two Items. Just as Ishtar rose his arm to strike again, Shadi felt a surge of energy from the Ankh, and a lesser one from the Scales. It washed through him, overpowered him. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was Ishtar screaming in outraged agony as a green light, riddled with black veins, encompassed him.
The Rod and Tauk fell to the sand with a clink.
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