Darkness Within
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Chapter Twelve: Seeing the Reason
Fiacha woke the next morning with a pressure in her chest that could mean only one thing. It was really happening again; Fiaralie was back, and she was not going to rest until she destroyed the pharaoh. The only reason that Fiacha had ever taken up that quest was because she felt as though he was too blame for all that was wrong in her life. Maybe, in a way, he was. If he wasn't here, then she would be a normal girl… she would have been so much more than she was now. She would have been a sweet, bright eyed child who brought happiness to the temple, and the girl who set free the pharaoh's memories. But with Fiaralie's soul resting inside of her, she was neither person. She was just… there.
With a sigh, she dressed and glanced with caution at a nearby box. The necklace her brother had given her rested inside of it, because lately, it had been hurting her. She now realized that this was because dark powers were overwhelming her soul. What could she do?
Frowning slightly, she picked it up and put it on, cringing from the pain but hoping that Fiaralie could feel it as well. The more pain that evil woman felt, the better.
That's no way to treat me, Fiacha. I'm practically your mother.
You are not my mother!
You're right; no person that I created would be such a terrible weakling.
Choosing not to respond, Fiacha checked her messages and then, seeing that she didn't have any, headed to the library for some silence so that she could think.
Now that Fiaralie was back, things were different. She was a danger to herself, to Yugi, and even to Joey, though she doubted that even Fiaralie could force her to hurt someone she cared so much about.
I shall give to you this vision, foolish Fiacha, and that is the last thing that you will see with your own two eyes, for from then on, this truce ends. I will give you my deepest secret, and in that way we will be bound forever. You won't escape me again.
Fiacha did not even have time to protest before the vision was upon her, taking her into another life, so long ago.
He smiled and my heart was ready to melt, but it was not from the scorching sun above. I was in love and no one was going to tell me anything different.
Those eyes… so deep… so understanding. Those eyes alone could peer right into my soul and then save it from its dark prison.
He was the pharaoh… and I… I was nothing more than a sorceress girl… not yet fully powerful… not yet anything more than a child. He did not know that I, the one who granted the spells needed right alongside of my master, loved him, but there it was, inside that soul, where he should be able to see.
I managed to speak to him, that day.
"Pharaoh… My master sends a message," I whispered. How terrible it was that I had to relay such horrible news to my beloved. How cruel a twist of fate that it would be me to say this to him.
"What is it, Kirra?"
"He wishes to say… that he has had a premonition. A premonition of his own death… and it is to come soon."
"My only sorcerer… dead? This is not the news that a woman should carry? Why does he not come himself?"
I sorrowed at having to explain such a thing. "He wanted… to spend his last moments casting a spell to protect those he loves. When I return… he will be no longer with us."
"Who is to cast the spells this kingdom needs now?" he demanded harshly.
"Please, Pharaoh… I-I can do it," I whispered, hoping that he would take me in his arms and tell me that I was too precious for such a demanding job.
"YOU? You are just a child. An apprentice."
Taken aback with this reaction, I stumbled on the step and fell, scraping my hands and my cheek. "I- I'm sorry… I slipped. But I am no child… I've nearly completed my training. He said I was ready."
"You will never be ready for such a job, Kirra. Your job is to help the one in charge, and later to marry. Not to lead."
"Why can I not lead?"
"Because you are too young, and you are a girl. It would be frowned upon… called a scandal. I will not allow it."
"B-but… I…"
"DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME!"
I stumbled again and this time did not turn around again to look at him. How could he say such things to me? I was more powerful than he would ever be. He would suffer for the pain he gave me. How could I ever have loved such a man? I would remedy it, by seeing his end at my own hands. No one would ever know that I had once cared for him… Not even him.
Shocked by the feeling of being both herself and not herself at the same time, Fiacha took a deep, gasping breath. At least the vision was over, but one question loomed still in her mind: Who was Kirra?
I was Kirra… once. But no more. Kirra was a weak child who loved a pharaoh. I am beyond such an emotion.
Then you were human once. You were not always this thing that you pretend to be. You can love… and still you do.
I feel no such emotion.
You are in love with… my brother.
Of course not. That is foolish.
You forget that when you try to control me, I see your thoughts as you see mine. It is all there… how you pretend to be angry that he saved me, but in truth you are in awe.
Silence, fool. Do not speak of things you cannot understand.
I understand plenty fine.
I SAID SILENCE.
Gripping her forehead, Fiacha stumbled out of the building and into an empty alley. She knew that she was losing control… Slipping… Falling… Into… Darkness.
"No… STOP IT!"
Let's find the pharaoh, shall we?
Without her ordering it, her legs carried her to the game shop, where innocent little Yugi was wiping the counter. She knew what was going to happen. It had to stop.
Shaking with sweat, she kept her hand from going forward. She would not grab the puzzle.
I WANT MY REVENGE ON THE PHARAOH!
I WANT MY LIFE BACK!
Back? You never had it.
"Oh, hi Fiacha," Yugi said, looking weirded out to find her behind him, seeming to be fighting her own arm.
"Hello," she muttered, feeling faint and not caring what Yugi thought. She had to fight it… Had to focus… couldn't get distract-
"Fiacha!" Joey called.
How's that for a distraction?
"Hi, Joey."
"You don't look too good… Are ya sick?"
Sighing, Fiacha shook her head, losing focus as she did so. As the three of them blinked at her hand, now firm on the puzzle, there were several moments of silence before…
"What's goin on, Fiacha? You promised not to hurt Yuge!"
"Er… It… it really isn't my… fault. But… she isn't after… Yugi. It's-"
"It's the pharaoh I want, you fools!"
Shocked, Fiacha realized that the voice had come from her own mouth, but it very much was not her own. It was Fiaralie… Kirra.
"She… I… Can't explain… Have to concentrate."
"Dat's it! I really like you, Fiacha, but if you're gonna hurt Yuge, den I'm not gonna stand by and watch!"
"Wouldn't expect you to, Joey…" she trailed, closing her eyes. "Pharaoh… I think we stand but one chance of defeating Fiaralie. I was warned against it, but… I think I know how to return your memories. But… you must trust me."
Yugi nodded and the next moment, I was facing Yami. After all those years, Kirra was at last near enough to execute her revenge upon the pharaoh. But first… she had to go through me.
