Yuki: woah! Chapter five…impressive!
Amunet ran down the stairs, "I'm going for a walk!" Grandpa just looked at her, Yami said nothing remember her comment from the day before.
She was glad to get out with out anyone asking her anything. She walked looking down at the ground holding her sketch book to her chest. She ran right smack into Kaiba, she jumped back.
"Seto?" she looked up at him.
"Amunet, what is it that you are again out with out your group?" He asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"Not much and you?" She shifted her weight on to another foot.
"Just out doing business," he nodded.
She smiled, "I see, oh Kaiba, you've got some gravy on your shirt, from your breakfast, at IHOP" she walked away as Kaiba looked down at his shirt cursing himself.
She was still laughing slightly as she walked down the stairs. She tripped on the last one, her sketch book went flying landing, open to the page with her most recent drawing, at Malik's feet. He picked it up, and helped her up, before looking at the drawing.
She brushed her pants off as she stood, "thanks," she looked up just in time to see the anger in his eyes.
"Where did you get these images!" he yelled as he shoved the sketch book at her.
"I..I don't know Malik, I don't even know what they mean. I was going to ask you, because I didn't want to ask Yami." She could tell he didn't believe her. "Please Malik, I honestly don't know. I just drew them one night…"
She stepped back as she saw him take the rod from behind his back, "Tell me Amunet, where did you see these images!"
"I don't know!" She was silenced when he hit her with the rod, the wing on the eye leaving a long clean cut on her cheek. Her hand went to it and she pulled it away with blood.
She looked up at him, fear in her eyes, at first she simply thought, how am I going to explain this to Yami? But then the memories flashed in her mind, and her thought went to 'what did I do?' She backed up more thinking on running. Malik looked at her then to the rod, "Amunet, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She sat down on the stair, suddenly becoming pale. Malik went to her side automatically; he tried to touch the slice he had made on her face. She pulled away, "It's fine, I'll just have to find something to tell Yami."
He sighed putting the rod back where he had pulled it from, "Tell him you fell, it's not a total lie."
She nodded slightly, "doubt he'll believe me, but we'll see." She stood to leave, "May I have my sketch book back?" her voice was extremely soft, once she saw Malik's look she said quickly, "never mind" and ran up the stairs.
Before she entered the house she tried to arrange her hair so that the cut on her cheek didn't show. She opened the door.
"Amunet, get in here now!" A pissed Yami was in the kitchen. There were a couple pieces of paper in front of him on the table. Amunet knew instantly that she was in trouble. She sat down across from Yami.
"Amunet, you knew Isis forbid you to see Malik and Malik to see you. Why did you do this?" he motioned to the notes.
She sighed, "Yami, Malik is like a brother to me, He took care of me, I deserve to see him and he me."
Yami shook his head, "he's also almost killed you several times, we can't risk you in his hands again."
"It was his Yami that's almost killed me, Malik can control him now." She tried to argue, "and like I said earlier he isn't stupid enough to plunge the world into darkness again."
Yami looked at her in the eyes, then his eyes traveled to the slice on her cheek, "Amunet, what happened?" he tried to touch the slice.
"I fell, nothing more Yami, you know that I'm clumsy." She moved away from his touch.
"No, the cut is too clean to be from a fall, he harmed you, did he not?" Yami pulled his hand back trying to remain calm.
"Not on purpose," as soon as it left her mouth she wished she could have taken it back.
"Not on purpose? What happened to that control you talk about!" he was angry now, "You disobey Isis's and my orders to stay away from him, believing that he has perfect control, and then you come back injured! What were you thinking!"
She turned from Yami, "I'm not one of your servants to be commanded Yami! I'm old enough to do what I want!"
"No you are not, you will be killed! For now on you are to have someone with you at all times! No exceptions!" He slammed his fist on the table.
"No." Amunet stated plainly before simply walking out.
"Amunet!" Yami yelled, "Damn it!"
Bakura walked in the door that Amunet forgot to shut. "What's she upset about?" He looked at Yami, "The same thing you are?"
Yami nodded and sighed, "Bakura, please find her, I believe that if I go after her she will only run."
Bakura looked at him, "What's going on?"
"I've caught her receiving notes from Malik; she's been meeting someone at IHOP every day to get them. Kaiba brought it to my attention." Yami stood up.
"I'll go find her, calm her down and bring her back," Bakura ran out the door and off in the direction he knew Amunet had gone to.
Amunet was walking fast down the sidewalk that led towards the museum, she looked behind her back when she heard Bakura call her name. When she first looked back it was normal Bakura, but she sensed a difference. She slowed down and looked back again, this time she saw Yami Bakura, she blinked slightly and sped up, but when he caught up to her it looked like normal Bakura.
"Slow down, what's going on?" He walked by her side holding her arm so she would slow down.
"I'm just pissed off at Yami, I'm surprise he's not upset with you too." She sighed and stopped for a moment. They were in the front of IHOP, "Yami found my notes from Malik, he's mad because he thinks I disobeyed him." She looked into the window, basically to look away from Bakura.
He nodded slightly, "You hungry?" he motioned to the IHOP.
"No, not really," She shook her head. He shrugged, "I'll buy you a milkshake it'll calm you down some, you seem jumpy."
She smiled slightly, "Alright, I'll have a milkshake." They walked in and Amunet spotted the Kaiba brothers. She shook her head, guess it doesn't matter how often you eat in one place when you have that much money.
The two sat down, "I heard the museum got some new pieces in."
She shrugged, "Kind of, they belonged to Isis, so I guess I tecenaly own them. But I can't very well keep them at Yu-gi's house." She ordered her milkshake, Bakura ordered nothing.
"I would like to see them, if possible. Who knows maybe their might be mention of my Yami." He laughed slightly, and Amunet did not like the sound of it, but shrugged it off.
"Sure, I can show you them," She nodded. She barely touched her milkshake.
"You alright? You're looking pale." Bakura watched her closely.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it." She stood, "Lets go."
Bakura nodded and stood as well. They walked to the museum in total silence. Surprisingly Bakura never asked about the slice on Amunet's cheek.
She showed him to the basement, "these are them." She pointed to three stone tablets.
Bakura walked straight to them. "Very interesting, can you read any of this?"
"Bits and pieces stuff that I picked up from when I was with Malik." She nodded and joined him at the first tablet.
"When you were a slave for Malik," he seemed to correct her, "so what did you learn?"
"Well this one" She traced her finger over the glass that covered the tablet. "This is kkw, darkness," her finger traced two small etched bowls one above the other, a bird that had the stature of a penguin and then finally a figure that looked like a claw hanging from a bar.
Bakura nodded, "What about this one?" He pointed to a group of three symbols that looked like a football shape over and owl stature bird followed by an eye.
"That one's rmi, weep; the tablets together tells a story of a pharaoh who had a servant girl who he was fond of. He lost her to the darkness and he wept. There was a lot more, but it has been a long time since I've heard the story. Isis told me it a long time ago."
Bakura smiled wickedly, "did you see the handprints?" he motioned to imprints that were about Amunet's height.
She nodded, "Isis said they were the servant's prints." She turned to face Bakura, "but you know that don't you Bakura the thief."
He laughed and the room turned dark and cold, "I know much."
Amunet's eyes grew wide, "why did you bring me here?"
"To show you what you truly are. You were told you were the key to the kkw, correct?" Bakura walked towards her, naturally she walked away.
"Yes, that's what I was told." She suddenly ran into something that she could barely see. It looked like a wall of a box, but the only visible parts were glimpses of the edges that showed up.
"Well, being a key to this darkness, I will be able to channel your energy to either, one: keep it open like a portal, or two use your energy to dual in this world."
Amunet tried not to panic, she tried going in all directions but realized that she was trapped. "What do you have me trapped in thief?"
"A little trap called a shadow box, it will drain your energy, normally it doesn't do anything with the energy, but since it is yours, dear Key, then it will put it to keeping a portal open." He walked around and watched her.
"Please Bakura, let me out," she swallowed still trying not to panic. She started banging against the nearly invisible walls.
Bakura growled, "I can not allow you to waist your precious energy," he raised his hands and black heavy chains appeared around her wrists, ankles and waist dragging her back to one of the walls.
"Bakura please, I can't handle this, I'll be killed!" She was already looking pale.
"No, you won't be killed, besides your stronger then you were before." He walked in front of the box where the world looked normal. Amunet could see the stairs; she was feeling the drain as she watched Bakura walked in and out of the portal.
A little while later, Amunet was crying, "Please Bakura, I can't hold it any longer…please…."
He walked right up to the box, laughing, "Poor little Amunet, unable to save herself, perhaps you should have stayed Malik's slave."
Amunet stopped crying, she wished that she hadn't run from Yami and agreed to have someone with her always. Black dots danced in her vision, she didn't want to beg any more, she closed her eyes silently praying for someone to save her.
"Bakura!" Malik's voice echoed as he ran down the stairs seeing the portal and Amunet. "What do you think you are doing!" He was now at the portal and easily stepped in.
Bakura laughed, "I'm just teaching Amunet what she is capable of."
"Ma…lik?" She slowly opened her eyes. She smiled slightly at see a blurred image of Malik.
"She knows what she is capable of. Now, set her free and leave her alone." Malik's voice was harsh, sadly Amunet knew by the sound that it was yami Malik, she blacked out with out another thought.
Bakura shrugged, "I suppose I can let her go, I've had fun watching her beg though." He snapped his fingers and the Shadow Realm disappeared. Amunet fell to the floor; Malik simply walked over to her, picked her up and left.