Take my soul away by Le petit Chaperon Rouge
Thank you, all my dear reviewers. I hope you got the hints who the oh-so-mysterious thief was in the last chapter... if not, you'll find out in this chapter...
Chapter 3. Who steals, tells only lies.....
Shizuka moaned softly. She clutched the fabric of her sheets and enjoyed the softness of her pillow. Somewhere, at the far end of her bed she heard something tingling. Was somebody rummaging through her jewelry ? Or was somebody counting money?
Why would the Mistress count money in her tent?
Quietly she sat up strait, and rubbed her eyes.
"Mistress?" she asked and opened her eyes. Bu the moment she said that her breath stocked. The person who sat at the far end of her bed, wasn't the Mistress, neither was this her tent. She clutched her blanket tightly, and grasped for air.
The person at her foot end got up. In the faint light she recognized a blood red cloak. His masculine silhouette made Shizuka think of the monsters and ghosts from the other world, who brought decease and bad fortune. The Mistress used to tell Shizuka about them when she was little, but Shizuka never stopped believing in them. She was shaking all over, as the man, or ghost closed in on her. A streak of light fell on his face, and Shizuka saw a big scar running down his right cheek. His hair was as white as the full moon on clear nights.
Elegantly he sat down on the bed, and Shizuka immediately backed as far away as possible, but before she could get out of his reach he had already grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. Shizuka struggled to get out of his grip, but no avail.
"let me go!!" she cried, and took a deep breath to scream, but even before she was done breathing in, a second hand covered her mouth.
"Save your breath, little girl. No one can hear you anyway" He said smirking. Tears burned in Shizuka's eyes. Why did this had to happen to her....
The grip on her shoulder disappeared, and her mouth was freed. Immediately she tried to get away again. But now the man grabbed her waist, and rammed her down on the bed.
Shizuka may have been pampered, but she was no fool. She knew what this man was aiming for.
She closed her eyes and choked out a sob. The grip around her waist became tighter.
With his free hand, the thief grabbed her chin.
"Look at me" the thief ordered. But Shizuka kept her eyes pinched shut. The man growled and tightened his grip, Shizuka got the feeling that her chin would crush in his hand.
Hesitantly she opened her eyes and looked up in his face. He had beautiful dark brown eyes, like wood in the darkest forests. But she couldn't stand looking in them, and she cast her eyes down quickly. For doing that, she received a slap across her face.
Shizuka was shocked. Of course, she had received quite a few beatings when she was younger, but never from a man.
"look at me" the man repeated. Trembling, she opened her eyes again and faced the man. His eyes burned into hers. His handsome face was close to hers.
His hot breath blew in to her face. Shizuka was frightened. She wanted to turn away, but she couldn't. She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare to. She wanted to run away, but she didn't knew where she was.
"Beautiful...." he whispered, as he released her chin and gently caressed her face Shizuka was quite caught of guard by this. Tenderly he brushed his lips against her neck.
Sensation and disgust were running through Shizuka's body. She enjoyed his body against hers, his lips burning against her skin. She was disgusted that she like it so much. She felt terrible and great at the same time.
It stopped as suddenly as it started. The thief threw Shizuka back and briskly walked back to the foot end of the bed. Heavily he sat down on the beautiful pillows on the ground , and pretended to count them, yes pretended. In fact he was only clinking them against each other while mentally kicking himself.
Those eyes, they were more beautiful then any emerald that he ever laid his eyes on. And he has seen many emeralds in his life. Beautiful or not, she wouldn't last. He'll need her only once. After that he'll just leave her somewhere in the desert, where he had found her.
But still... that hair, that skin, those features and those eyes.....
The moment he locked his arm around her waist, a electric jolt ran through his body.
He wanted to have her, posses her. Have her for himself, and him only...
Curse you Ammon!! (A/N: Ammon god of creation) why did you create such a being!?
He screamed in his mind.
He sighed and looked around the room. If there was more light, we could have seen that the room was filled with the most costly objects and jewelry. He only kept the jewelry and objects that he really liked, the rest he sold to merchants or other persons who were willing to pay a pretty penny for it.
Meanwhile Shizuka lay silently crying on the bed.
What had she done to deserve this!? Why won't Isis help her!?! (A/N: Isis a protective goddess, she uses strong magic to help people in need.)
Anzu woke because the sun shone strait into her face. She sand everywhere. In her hair, in her face, in her clothes. Quickly she sat up.
Why was she laying outside? Where was everybody?
A rotten smell came together with the soft gust wind. Anzu felt her stomach turning.
Trembling she got up. That smell...that could mean only one thing....there were dead bodies somewhere near here.
She heard a soft buzzing. Curiously she walked in the direction of the sound. She looked around for a bit... there was nothing. She could only see the horizon and Aten in the brilliant sky. (Aten is a form (it looks like a ordinary sun) of the sun god Ra)
She took a few steps, until suddenly thousand flies flew up. The buzzing was deafening.
Anzu screamed and dropped herself on the ground. She felt that something lay under her. Trembling she looked. All the color drained from her face. She could feel whatever she had ate come out again. Running, falling and getting up again she ran away.
She saw a small group of tents were still standing. She screamed.
Is anybody here!?! Only the buzzing on the background could be heard. The silence overruled. Anzu sank to her knees and cried. Through her tears she could see deep red stains on her white dress. Once again her stomach stared to turn. She vomited out all that what was left. She had to move on, else the flies would come for her too. Emotionally destroyed, she crawled away. Through her sobs and tears she tried to think of what she should do now.
She couldn't go on like this. She fell in to the sand. Images from yesterday night were running through her head.
The sandstorm, the screams, the man in the red cloak.
It was strange, she only saw the man in the red cloak. He could never have massacred all those guards by himself. But how come that she was still alive? Hadn't he notice her?
Had higher powers a role in this all?
The sun was heating up the whole dessert, but Anzu remained on her spot. She was to devastated to move.
"Anzu!!!!"
Was that real? Was that the Mistress calling her?
"Anzu!!!"
There it was again, but this time louder. A shadow fell over Anzu, and she felt strong hands pick her up.
"Quickly! She mustn't die too!!"
Die? Too? Was Shizuka dead? Everything was spinning in Anzu's mind. What was going on here!?
Hours later Anzu awoke in the palanquin that she and Shizuka used to share, now the Mistress was sitting next to Anzu.
"Mistress, what happened?" Anzu asked softly.
The Mistress shook her head. "Great tragedy has struck us, dear Anzu. Shizuka has gone missing together with her jewelry and most guards are dead.
Deep in her heart Anzu was relieved. Shizuka might still be alive. And to her great disgust she was happy about another thing. Now Shizuka was gone Aznu had to take her place and marry the Pharaoh.
"Here, put this on." And the Mistress handed Anzu a new dress. It was a beautiful silk dress, just like the ones Shizuka used to wear. Quickly Anzu did as was told to her. Though it wasn't easy to change dress' in a moving palanquin, Anzu succeeded. When she was finished, the Mistress put a white vale over Anzu's head, covering her face.
"Don't take this off, until were in a private room where your make-up and sorts can be done. If you would take it off now in front of all the people they'll think you're ugly, and Pharaoh wouldn't want to marry you."
Anzu nodded a bit uncertain.
"I hope you still remember everything you've been taught."
Again, Anzu nodded.
"We have arrived at the palace!!!!"
Shizuka couldn't remember for how long she had been laying on the bed. It might have been hours, but also minutes.
It was hot and she felt sweaty, the tense atmosphere in the room wasn't exactly helping.
"I need a bath"
"Is that so?"
"yeah, I'm all sweaty" then she realized that she was talking out loud and the thief actually answered her. The thief on the other hand was blushing deep crimson. "I'm.... all..... sweaty??" he gulped.
He quickly regained his composure and told her to get up, he'll bring her to an oasis.
After she got up from the bed, he sneaked up behind her and quickly tied a rag over her eyes.
"don't scream, this is for your own good." Shizuka held kept her mouth shut, as he led her down a stair case, to somewhere where it smelled like horse. He lifted her up, on a horse and sat down behind her. As the horse started to move, she couldn't help noticing how her leg keep brushing against his tight. She leaned against his chest, and felt the magnificent abs through her dress, pushing into her back. She tried her best to keep her face away from him, because in burning hot. Not knowing he was thinking the same.
He was so glad that she couldn't se, because his face was burning with redness. Her small fragile body was leaning against his chest. He could feel every movement. Her breathing, her shifting on the saddle...
"Uhm...we're here". Luckily she helped herself of the horse.
"Can I remove that rag from my eyes?" she asked uncertainly.
"Yes" Shizuka carefully untied the rag and looked around. It was the most beautiful oasis that she ever saw. She touched the water with her fingertips. It was crystal clear water, and just the right temperature. Self-conscious she looked around. The thief was watching her every move.
"Ahem, could I get a little privacy?"
The thief pulled up his right eyebrow and sat down on a stone with his back towards Shizuka.
But she wasn't satisfied.
"When I say privacy, I mean if you can't just leave for a little while." She snapped.
The thief turned around to face her.
"Do you think I'm going to jump you suddenly while your taking a bath?" Shizuka blushed deep red at the thought of that.
"W- well...no b-but...: she stuttered terribly embarrassed.
"I'll promise not to turn around, while you're taking a bath." he said laughing.
Shizuka was going to accept that, when she the Mistress voice in her head, reminding her about something.
"I don't believe you!! you're a thief!!" she said in a loud voice.
He turned around pretty pissed off.
"So? What does that got to do with it?"
"Everything! Because your kind has no honor!!
"My kind?"
"You steal! And who steals, tells only lies!!! And who lies is never to be trusted!! She yelled.
"do you think I have less honor then a soldier?"
Shizuka blinked.
"yes, because you steal, and you rape. You kill innocent people"
The rage within the thief was building up.
"I might steal, and I won't deny I've never raped a woman. But I don't massacre innocent people. I only kill those who fight me. Soldiers on the other hand do massacre. And that without a reason"
"Soldiers protect innocent people!! They don't massacre them!!"
"You don't know what you're talking about, stupid woman!!" he yelled. "Take a bath now, or we're leaving!!!" with that, he turned around again, and sat down on the stone.
Shizuka was taking deep breaths. Seldom she has been so angry. She looked at the water. It looks like she had no other choice.
Carefully she slipped of her dress and stepped into the water. It felt great, finally she felt comfortable. The water washed away all the dirt, sweat and sand. Thank Tefnut for this oasis. Shizuka thought. (A/N: Tefnut is the goddess of moisture)
"Why were you traveling through the desert?" Shizuka woke from her little dream world.
"We were on our way to the palace" she answered simply.
"To the palace, huh? What were you going to do there?"
Shizuka realized what kind of mistake she had made.
"That's non of you business!" she told him bluntly.
"To pay the Pharaoh a visit, maybe?"
"Something like that" she murmured.
"Tell me more, little girl, I'm curious. I'm sure didn't go there for fun."
Shizuka didn't answer anymore, she was that she would blurt out more stupid things..
"I'll find out anyway, you know." he said chuckling.
Again, Shizuka didn't answer. She got out of the water put on her dress. She sat down into the sun, hoping that she would dry up quickly.
The thief looked over his shoulder, and saw Shizuka sitting in the sun, with her dress clutching against her wet body. He didn't knew if she knew, but certain parts of her body were showing through the wet fabric. Not that he minded of course...
Shizuka was looking up at the sky. "You never told me your name"
"My name is Bakura" he grunted.
"And I'm Shizuka, please to meet you, Bakura" she said glancing into his direction.
Later, when night was falling, Bakura was preparing his stuff to go out.
Shizuka was looking at him from the bed.
"going out to rob others, are you?"
"tsk, and what do you want to do about it?"
"nothing, I was just asking."
Bakura smirked as he walked to the door.
"If I were you, I wouldn't leave this room. Believe me, here with me your saver then outside." He chuckled. "And if you were thinking about this as your opportunity to escape, forget it. Everybody you know is dead" Bakura slammed the door and left.
Shizuka sat alone in the weak light of one small oil lamp.
"Everybody you know is dead..."
That night Shizuka sobbed out her prayers and cried herself to sleep.
She just didn't want to believe that everybody was actually dead....
Anzu looked her at herself in the mirror. She never thought that she would look this pretty ever again. Her dress was really simple, and so was her jewelry.
Her dress was of white silk with a night blue scarf. She had a simple gold necklace and a few bracelet's, nothing really special. She had very little make-up, because the most of their supplies were lost due the storm.
She stared at her image in the mirror.
Did she look beautiful enough to show herself to the Pharaoh?
Just for a split second, she thought she saw Shizuka in the reflection of her mirror, looking desperate.
"Anzu! Help me!" Was that Shizuka calling her?! She shook her head violently and everything was gone.
"Miss. Anzu, are you done? His Highness is expecting you." Lightly trembling Anzu got up and followed the maid, who led her to the Mistress, who accompanied her to the Throne room.
"Let me do all the talking" the Mistress told her.
Taking a deep breath Anzu followed her Mistress in to the Throne room, where her future was waiting.....
A/N: I hope you like it, because i worked all day on this, and it's extra long to make up for all that time i didn't update. please R&R!!!
I'm going on school camp for one week, so it will take a little while before I update again. Check out my profile for information.
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