Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or anything related to it what-so-ever. The only characters in this fic that are truly mine are:

Lady Aurora Phoenix, Lady Natara Fear (Cooper), Lady Sapphira Star (Raine), Dorian "Chaos" (Stanson), Bryant "Havoc" (Westbrook), Sanura, Zahara, Adais, Shadow, Panther, Lord Theron (all the characters beginning with Lady Aurora Phoenix are copyrighted to me- don't use them, don't claim them… they are mine and I don't share these guys with anyone…)

A/N: I understand many will not agree with a lot of what is written but that is why this is in the fantasy genre and not in just the general one. This is purely a concoction out of my own head and I am just going where the ideas lead me. I wanted to give Atem a family and have a way to keep an eye on him even while he was nothing but a spirit in the Millennium Puzzle... This way I could do just that. This is my first fan fic so forgive me if it is not to your liking.

Edit note: All chapters in this fic are in the process being revamped and repaired due to errors cause during the posting process… Hope this helps make reading each chapter easier.


"Destructive Past"

The day dragged on for Atem as he continued his royal duties. Meeting after meeting of the strategies of war. As much as he knew he had to pay attention, his mind was just not there. Something was calling for him. He had to get back to the room with the mysterious stranger. This day just was not going by fast enough for him. Just when he thought he was going to go mad, Isis appeared in the doorway. He excused himself and met her.

"So is she all right?" he asked.

"She will be fine, my Pharaoh," she nodded. "We have cleaned her and dressed her. Mana has taken her clothes to have them washed so she may have them when and if she awakes."

"You said if…"Atem eyes her suspiciously. "I thought you said she would be all right." Atem shook his head. "I want to see her now." Isis bowed and led him to the room again. The guards outside the door raised their spears to allow him passage. Carefully yet purposely, Atem walked to the bed and knelt beside the lady. Her eyes remained closed, but her chest was raising and falling as if she were sleeping. All cleaned up, she looked even more like the angel he thought she was. If only he could learn her name.

"Who are you?" He asked, his dark voice filled with confusion and concern. "I want to help you." So intent was Atem on this stranger, again he failed the notice the suspicious look that he was receiving from Isis and Mana. They voiced their concern to Priest Set when he arrived shortly after.

"Set, this stranger seems to fill the Pharaoh's mind completely. He has not really been with us today."

"This concerns you why, Isis? She did just fall from the sky and land in the Pharaoh's gardens. I would be concerned as well." Set said to her with a raised eyebrow.

"We need the Pharaoh's mind on the issue at hand. This distraction could be harmful to his people." Set nodded and, with a sigh, agreed. He turned toward the door and advanced inside. "Pharaoh Atem." Set drew closer and realized his words went unheard. For the second time that day he found himself lightly touching the Pharaoh's shoulder to break him from his trance.

"What is it Set?"

"It seems that a few of the priests are concerned about the presence of this stranger."

"How so?" Atem looked up at Set with searching eyes.

"They feel that you are more preoccupied with this stranger than with the task at hand. They fear that this distraction would cost several lives in war if we do not have your undivided attention to it."

"I see…" Atem looked down at the lady once more. "Well then, I guess I will just have to show them that I can take care of my people as well as care for a stranger to our land." Standing, he closed his eyes for a moment. He had only just realized how tired he really was. "I will retire for the night. Keep the guards posted at the door and see that no one disturbs her as she rests. Unless it is Mahaado, Isis, or Mana as they have been playing key roles in seeing to it she survives."

"As you wish, Sire." Without a word, Atem turned and went to his own room. His mind still with the stranger. Slowly he began to disrobe, but as he prepared to remove his puzzle, a glowing stopped him. As he watched the glowing grew larger and larger till it consumed him as well. A growl like moan escaped his throat as he felt pulled inside his puzzle. Gasping in shock, Atem found himself floating into the darkness of time and space. He looked down and realized he seemed to be hovering over another planet. A planet overwhelmed by the wages of war.

"Where am I?" he asked himself as he drifted closer to the planet. As he got closer to the ground he realized a battle was still going on. Five warriors stood against a common enemy and his army. They seemed to be all on their own and the enemy just then had their leader, a woman dressed all in white, in his arms.

It cannot be! Atem's eyes widened in shock and recognition. The warrior being held was the very same woman who had fallen from the sky. Just now she looked badly beaten and weak, but a glow in her eyes showed that she was far from done with this battle.

"You may have won this battle, Lord Theron, but this war is far from over," she said through gritted teeth. Lord Theron's evil laugh rang out through the sky.

"Far from over? Far from over! Don't make me laugh! Look around Lady Phoenix. Your family, your people. The people you swore to protect. Even your own friends. They have all been defeated and destroyed. Your precious planet, about to go beyond existence. You have lost no matter how you look at it."

Her people? Was she royalty? Atem wondered as he watched.

"That is not true, and you know it!" a female voice shouted from across the field. This female was dressed all in deep blue and purple. Her dark hair had blue highlights in it. "Her friends are not gone."

"We have not all been destroyed and we will be here with her till the end!" another girl called out in defiance. Her dark hair, streaked with rose red highlights was disheveled from the battle and her breath was ragged with exhaustion. Her red and mauve outfit was torn and soiled from where she had fallen to the ground.

"Face it, Theron, you just will never get rid of us," a male figure dressed in light blue added. His other male friend dressed all in green held another male dressed all in red.

"We are with you till the end, my Lady. Nothing will stop us," he vowed.

"They are right, Theron. Even if you win this, we will return and destroy you." Lady Phoenix snarled to her captor as she continued to struggle against his grip on her.

"Return? Ha ha ha! Return! Phoenix where you are going you will never return. I will send you where your pal Blaze has gone. To the Underworld of no return!"

"What! Blaze, no!" Her struggles grew more violent against Lord Theron's grip as she tried to break free and go to her fallen friend in red. The white glow from her eyes was beginning to surround her entire body as her anger and fear grew. She knew there was only one thing left to do. But was she going to be able to carry it off, she wondered.

"He lies, Phoenix! Blaze lives!" the guy in green assured her. "Barely…" he added to himself. As if on cue, Blaze moaned and struggled to stand.

"No, Phoenix!" he called out to her weakly. "You cannot do this!"

"Your people need you, my Lady!" the guy in blue added.

"What people, Chaos? Look around you!" Lord Theron boasted. "There is no one left but the six of you. If you survive. As it stands, after this, I will have to go elsewhere to get the power and control I seek."

"That is why I must do what I need to now," Lady Phoenix said quietly, her rage growing more and more. Blaze's eyes opened wide as he felt her anger.

"No, Phoenix. You must have control over the power. Do not let it control you…" Lady Phoenix eyed her friend as he began to glow a reddish hue. "Let us help you." Atem saw the confusion pass by every face on the field. Then confusion gave way to fear and sadness in Lady Phoenix's eyes as it dawned on her what he was doing.

"No, Blaze! Do not do it! Do not sacrifice yourself… not for me!" she cried out. Everyone looked at him as the red fiery ball grew larger.

"You know I have to, Phoenix. You know it has to be done to end this now."

"No, please…" her voice cracked with emotion barely in check.

"Oh how pathetic," Lord Theron sneered. "The two royals of Eudora having to part on such terms… Perhaps had you not spirited her away from me, Blaze, we would not be in this mess."

"He did not spirit me away, Theron." Tears were freely falling from Lady Phoenix's eyes as she spoke. "He did not. It was my choice. I knew you were evil. I knew I was different from everyone here. I knew you only wanted me for my Power. I could not allow you to have it."

"And now, your planet will suffer for your choice." Lord Theron raised a hand which held an orb of black light on his palm. Lady Phoenix braced herself for the blow. It came but it was not what she expected. Blaze had used the last of his energy to strike forward. She barely heard him call forth his Flaming Wrath Power which hit Lord Theron and knocked her away. She heard the others call out to her. But she only saw Blaze, his limp form on the ground. He had given his life to save her. She could not allow that sacrifice to go in vain.

"No!" she screamed out both aloud and with her mental voice. Quickly, she stood and flew to him, lifting his head in her arms; her tears falling on his pale face. "Blaze, I am sorry this happened. Theron will pay for this my Prince, my love." I will never forget you, she added silently, cradling him tightly against her chest. Atem was surprised to have heard her when her lips did not move. With a final hug and a tender kiss on still lips, she laid him down on the ground and slowly turned to face Lord Theron, the rest of her team behind her. All their anger and sadness focused only on their enemy. "Theron!" she shouted. Her voice was thick and dark. "This is the end of you. I call upon your powers, my friends. Let us end this now!"

"I, Lady Fear call upon my Starfire Magic!" The woman in blue and purple called out. Nodding in accord, Chaos shouted out his own call.

"I, Chaos, call upon the Power of Lightning Shock!"

Raising her arms to the sky, the other woman called out, "I, Lady Star, call upon the Power of Moon Beam Slash!"

"I, Havoc, call upon the Power of Raging Waters!" added the guy in blue. The red fire from Blaze's Flaming Wrath still burned around Lady Phoenix. Her blue eyes looked black in the brightness of the lights.

"We will be with you, Phoenix. Always," Chaos promised as he fell to his knees in exhaustion.

"It is all you now," Havoc added with a tired smile and a thumbs up.

"Go get him, girl," Lady Star grinned as she began to sway, her strength leaving her. Lady Fear caught her and looked up at Lady Phoenix.

"You have our Power and our friendship, he is all yours now," she finished calmly.

"Seems their attacks have failed to do anything, Phoenix!" Lord Theron called out to her. Looking up at him from the tops of her eyes, her arms crossed before her, with a sly grin tugging at the corner of her mouth, Lady Phoenix chuckled softly.

"Who said they were attacking?" The darkness in her voice startled Atem. He looked down at her and again saw the white fire surrounding her. As he watched, the colors from the others' powers cascaded down and enveloped her. The flames flickered and got hotter. Atem had to shield his face from the light and heat.

"My friends, your strength makes me stronger. We will win this together. My vow to you all." The Powers swirled around her getting stronger and fiercer. Breathing deeply and controlled she focused all her strength on the task at hand. "Now my own Powers are given for the cause… White Heart Fury!" She shouted. "Come to me and help me end this war!" she commanded. A violent wind came from out of no where, fanning the fire around her and streaming her hair in all directions. Her white orb grew brighter and larger with every second that passed. Lord Theron began to feel its effect and knew he had to escape to survive.

"No! You will suffer for this!" He shouted as he used his own power to escape. Atem felt a sudden burning sensation on the back of his shoulder. Soon after, he saw a flickering spirit of Blaze before him.

I do not know who you are, or how you got here, Blaze started. Atem realized that the voice was inside his own head and not coming from the spirit's lips. My Powers must rest somewhere. With someone who will do good by them. My lady will be all right. As will the others. This war, though it is over for me, is not yet over; for them and for you. Worthy outsider, protect her, and she will protect you.

"What? Wait…!" Atem called out to the spirit as he disappeared. A red ball of flames enveloped him and he cried out in pain.

"Phoenix!" The warriors called out. There was an explosion and all were sent flying. They broke through the barrier into space. They had barely reached a safe distance before a second explosion caused the planet to be no more.

"What? No! It is gone!" Atem gasped. A ball of white fire shot past him. As he stared after it, he could faintly see the limp form of Lady Phoenix. Looking around, he saw the same of all her friends. They had all been headed in the same direction. "There were others. But where did they go?" He wondered.

Help me someone, please…


"Pharaoh!" voices called out. Blinking slowly at first, Atem became aware of all the faces around him. He was back within his chamber. His room. Had it been a dream, he asked himself. No, it could not have been. The pain on his shoulder was still too great to be ignored. Quickly he sat up and wildly looked around.

"Are you all right, my Pharaoh?" Isis asked him gently, kneeling down before him. This seemed to help Atem snap out of his vision completely. The odd look he noticed in Isis' eyes told him she knew something. She had to have known something. Her necklace allows her to see visions. She had to know.

"You saw the same vision I did." This was not a question but a statement.

"I am uncertain as to what I have just seen, sire," she said quietly.

"Pharaoh! Your shoulder!" Mana gasped as she pointed out a burn on his shoulder. Atem took a deep breath. All he wanted was to be left alone. He needed time to absorb and reflect on what he had just seen. Abruptly, he pulled away and stood.

"Thank you for your concern. But I am fine. Now please, leave me." Silently everyone left his chamber. All Atem wanted to do then was fall into his bed and get some sleep.


A/N : edit: I have gone through with the advice of some of my reviewers and decided to repair some damage done during the posting process... I am hoping all the errors are now fixed. Grammar errors I know are repaired now. However sometimes I have noticed chapters in which words suddenly lose the spaces between them. That I am not in control of, but I do continue to attempt to fix them. I apologize for any errors after this correction goes up...

-LadyPhoenix99