Disclaimer: We's don't own yugioh and you probably don't either mr. or miss. reader...Here's chapter 2! three people clap unenthusiasticallyincluding the catenjoy...

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The slave brushed his blonde bangs away from his dark eyes and just when he was beginning to believe that maybe, just maybe today's labors would be over for at least him, he found himself and three others under and in the shadow of a giant block of limestone. The stone seemed to press back in objection as the workers carried it up a hundred feet of thin and insecure ramp. The blonde slave felt the wounds on his back gush new blood from the incredible strain on his wrenching and sore muscles.

Mahado and a few other escorts stepped onto the ridge of a dune that over-looked atrocity. One of the smaller members with a customary bob cut led Mahado further out onto the ridge. "I found this 'activity' a few days ago and after having reported it to you, the pharaoh's highest servant; well, now you are witnessing it as well." Mahado was wordless. He could hear the distant whips and haughty commands, screams, the clinking of tools and lastly the wind blowing over the top of the dune. He chanced a closer look and slid down the sandy hill until he was concealed by a smaller one which he scaled then trotted over to an abandoned cart where he crouched and watched. "What does he think he's doing!" Bob cut said preparing to follow. Another yanked him back by his white skirt. "Even if he is captured, there'll be no harm done. He is the highest of royalty. The worst they'll do is try to bribe him not to report what he has seen here. But let's be silent so he can better see this without being caught." Bob cut nodded.

Mahado surreptitiously hurried behind the second cart. Keeping his back pressed against the structure he turned his head to glance at the atrocious spectacle ahead of him. His dark hazel eyes became stern while the rest of his body tensed from fury. "This is the most appalling thing I have ever witnessed! What kind of malevolent tyrant would do this to those poor people! I must notify Atemu about what is happening here. This is intolerable!" As he glanced at the slaves driving the massive stones up the pyramid, one individual caught his eye. Squinting didn't help to much extent, so he pushed the cart closer to the construction area for better observation. Once again he looked back to the familiar personage pressing up against a hefty block of limestone. The young, blond haired boy appeared nearly identical to the painting in the throne room. "If that is him then the pharaoh's premonitions were correct. I must get him out of there." His words were cut short by a distant haler, "Hey you! Get out from behind there, now!" Mahado turned to his side and now faced two large slave drivers charging after him. He knew they would not harm him because of his rank but he wasn't just about to let himself get caught. Mahado darted back to where his colleagues were last seen, continuing to be chased by the two men.

Bob cut and the other follower stood in wait for their officer to return. The silence was broken by a familiar voice; "Bob prepare the horses, now!" Mahado yelled from a distance, bob also noticed some new travelers following close behind him. He prepared Mahado's horse before mounting his. Unsheathing scimitars from their holsters, Bob and the others charged towards the two men behind their officer. Mahado finally reached his horse and quickly mounting it. He turned the steed around to see his assembled forces drive the frightened duo away. "Bob let us return. I have much to report!"

Atemu watched the procession of riders on galloping horses far below from his bedroom window. The golden trinkets on his attire jostled as he raced down the stairs and made for the front of the temple.

"Impossible! I had sent out orders to eradicate slavery! Who rebels against these orders and performs such brutality on my people, WHO!"

"That has not been revealed yet your highness." The servant's voice quivered from the enraged pharaoh standing before him. Mahado stepped in and bowed, "Pharaoh, I have other details about this matter that perhaps should be said only in private."

"Private! What could be so private about this, this..." He ended the sentence with what sounded like the guttural roar of a lion. Mahado fell to his knees and hands, "Please ph, pharaoh, I need to talk to you alone, grant me this personal meeting?" He curled and uncurled his fingers on the stone in nervousness and kept his head low. Atemu did not like the way he was now wreaking fright upon his loyal subjects and more importantly his best friend. He knelt in front of Mahado and with a calm collective tone spoke. "I grant you your meeting my friend. Follow me back to the throne room?" He outstretched a hand to help the servant up. Mahado took it and when they were both back on their feet Atemu turned to the others. "I will pay you all for your work on this calamitous discovery and information." Bob cut shook his head, as did the other nobles gathered. "No need Pharaoh, we are just happy to serve you and hopefully put an end to that which gives this empire a deceitful reputation!" With that he stooped in bow then jogged down the steps and back to his horse.

Atemu kicked off his sandals and other uncomfortable accessories than lay on his bed. He watched the billowing curtains and tried to clear his mind. There would be no point in worrying about these matters right now. If he intended to keep a keen mind and vigorous appearance tomorrow he should try to get some sleep, Right?" "Right." He agreed and let his body fall in that faint state where your mind creates incomprehensible images and thoughts until they formed into clearer imagery in his dreams which were wrought with the suffrage of many people he did not know. As his bodiless self drifted down the line of tortured beings, one particular boy lifted his head and gazed up at him with expectant brown eyes which suddenly flooded with hate and pain as a whip was brought down repeatedly on his back. Atemu, though voiceless, pleaded for the boy. "Stop! I order you to stop! Stop hurting him, I am the pharaoh, listen!" He wanted to scream, but he was not heard in this dream.

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