Me: Hiya! Its me again! Here is the second chapter! And guess who all is in it?
Bakura: Unforntuantly I know.
Me: Lol! You'll just have to find out! The disclaimer is the same as usual.
Recap of where we left off:
As he rode in the horazin the sun was coming up, eating the night. Bakura placed his hand over his eyes as the sun started blinding him. The gold he wore glinted in the light. He made his way back to his house. He tied midnight up, and grabbed the sacks, then walked inside to get some sleep then sort through the loot.
Me: enjoy!
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Chapter 2
About four hours later Bakura woke up, got something to drink and then started sorting through his loot. "...Junk...I'll keep it...junk...junk...sell...keep..." He told himself as he sorted through his loot from the pyramid. "Hm...I wonder what all I could do to annoy the Pharaoh!"
He fed his horse after he ate. It was about noon when he mounted Midnight and rode off to the palace. It took a few hours but he finally arrived at the front gates. A smirk formed on his face, as he placed his hood over him and rode through the city. What fools. A simple hood and they have no clue its me. I almost feel sorry for the Pharaoh ruling over such people...almost... Upon thinking this he chuckled to himself.
"Who are you? What business do you have here?" A guard asked as Bakura made his way up to the palace.
"My business is with the Pharaoh if you must know. I would like to speak to him. Its a killer emergancy." He replied with a smirk painted on his face.
"No one is allowed to see the Pharaoh unless summoned."
"Well, You'll just have to make an execption this time won't you?" And with that he rode past them his sword out and now covered in blood. As the men feel to the ground, he laughed, and continued on his way to find the Pharaoh.
At the same time in the court of the Pharaoh, a young girl dressed in rags was being dragged forwards by two guards. "Let go of me! I said let go!" She cried. She whimpered as she was hit roughly over the head by the hilt of a sword.
"Shut up you!" The first guard said as they threw the girl infront of the Pharaoh. "Oh Pharaoh, we have caught this girl stealing from the former Pharaohs Tomb. What are your wishes reguarding this?"
The girl looked up at him fear showing in her eyes as tears started to form. The Pharaoh just smirked. "So...what is your name?" He asked. She stayed silent...untill she was struck on the back with a whip that the second guard had, which was responded with a litle scream.
"Answer him!"
"M...My name i...is Na..Nakh." She said her voice trembling.
"Nakh, huh?...Oh wait...I remember that name. Your the run away slave from a year back. I've heard you were such a good slave, you never did anything wrong...untill you ran away...so why did you run away? And why are you stealing?" He asked leaning forwords in interrest.
She was quiet for a moment the looked down. "I...ran away because... because...I was being abused! I'd had to live with it since I was 6, I was sick and tired of it! I couldn't stand it." She answered his first question with tears forming in her eyes. "And I stole because I couldn't support myself and I wasn't going back to that man! I couldn't get food, or anything...I had no other choose."
Bakura rounded the corner in the palace only to hear a girl shouting. He stopped at the door, hiding behind it, and watching what was going on. From the back that looked like the same person from the tomb. I wonder if that is the person from last night. But he just kept watching in interrest like the Pharaoh.
"Heh, Well you didn't choose a very good option did you? You DO know the penalty for stealing...from a Pharaoh's Tomb?...Don't you?" The Pharaoh asked
"Yes...but I'll not go through with it! I"ll get out of her before then!" I was then struck once again by the whip. I just winced as I felt it hit.
"Show your respect while you can, girl!" The guard shouted.
"...Confidant aren't we? Well, I'd like to see you true to excape." The Pharaoh said. As they were talking, Bakura gritted his teeth. He's going to kill her...and he is just toying with her...I always knew how the Pharaoh would react to this kinda stuff. Death this death that. Sheesh Bakura thought. He then continued to watch.
"So you can't excape? Kill her." Pharaoh said simply.
"Yes." The other guard readied his sword. Her eyes went wide and then she closed them tight, getting ready to scream. Nothing happened...then there was a weird sound. She opened her eyes to see Bakura with is dagger plunged into the guard. He slumped to the ground bleeding.
"You really are a cruel on...Pharaoh." He said lifting his head to reveal a smirk. "Just like I always new...To bad no one was her to see the real you besides us, huh."
"What do you want Bakura? Wait wait. let me guess. 'I'm here to kill you and take you spot' Is that it?" He mocked.
"Haha! Not to take your spot, to take your Sennon Puzzle, and over everything. But, I can't control the world without the Item. So just hand it over, and I MIGHT spare your life."
"You think I'll hand my Sennon Puzzle over to someone like you?" He then started laughing. "Well, you are amusing Bakura, I'll admit that, But you know I"m not handing it over. So you can stop trying."
"No, I don't think I will. I will claim it. And take you down at the same time."
The girl just watched back and forth. "Fine, I guess I'll leave for now..I still have more tombs to get before I deal with you." He smirk as he walked over to the girl. "But I"m taking this with me, and with that he picked her up threw her over his shoulder and ran out, and left from sight.
"What a fool he is." Was all Atume said sitting back.
He got out to his horse and set the girl on the horse, than got on himself. "Wh..where are you taking me!" She asked. He just glared back down at her.
"Be grateful I"m even willing to save your life." He snapped.
"I never said I wasn't grateful. I just want to know where your taking me." She said looking down at the horse.
He didn't say anything, just got the horse to start running. After awhile they came upon a shack...in very poor condidtion... He then got off and pulled her off making her fall on her butt. "Ow!" She mummbled.
He turned around and drew his sword. She stared at him fear showing. H...he's going to kill me...he saves me...and now he is going to kill me. She thought. As he raised his sword she closed her eyes tightly. And he finally brung the sword down.
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Me: Mwahahahahahahaha! Cliffhanger, Is she dead? or is she not? Read to find out.
Bakura: ...can I just kill Atume...and Set?
Set: What did I do to you...now?
Bakura: you didn't..I just plain out hate you!
Set: You idoit.
Bakura: pulls out bazooka DIEE! Thank you modern technaligy
Me: Noo! You can't kill him Bakura, We need him for the story.
Bakura: grumble gumble what ever puts it up
Set: ---- I'm leaving
Me: Please R&R. Oh and before I forget don't forget to check out my other new story called 'Forgotten loved one.' Its the story of Bakura's younger sister, trying to find out who her family is, and where they are..of there even alive. So see you in chapter 3 and in the other story!
