Duelist Kingdom
Prologue
By: Chibi Pyro Duo
AN: Sorry, but I felt the need to revise some of the chapters, nothing major will happen in the plot, but from personal annoyance of how immature my writing use to be, I must revise this
The dying day of Shadi, keeper of the millennium items, had come. The young, yet very old, guardian that portrayed the age of 25 strained to keep alive as he waited for his slow death to approach.
He looked over to the woman whom he called daughter, the girl who he had guided through out her age to become what she was today. Though she was not his daughter, he felt he should have been, having been there more than her own father ever was. He looked at his little girl, Isis Ishtar, more appropriate as of now Isis Kaiba. Isis stood next to Shadi's bed as she watched her mentor slowly pass on in front of her. Her black dress all wrinkled and wet from the heavy tears she spilt from her sapphire blue eyes.
Next to Isis was her well beloved husband Seto Kaiba. He watched an apathetic look on his face, never really caring for the old man in front of him, but still caring for his wife and her emotions, comforted her as best he could. Next to their parents were Isis and Seto's twin children Estella and Cassidy. Both children inherited their mother's Egyptian features, but the most minor details could change an entire person's look. For example while both children had their mother's smooth black hair, Cassidy had his mother's sympathetic, caring sapphire blue eyes, while Estella inherited her father's ice cold uncaring blue eyes. Touching each of the children on the shoulder stood their Uncle Mokuba, second in command at Kaiba Corporation, looking on at the old man with sympathy for his family in his eyes.
Shadi rolled his head from the acquired upright position it was held in by the pillow to gain a better look at his funeral.
First there was Ryou Bakura standing next to his wife who was crying into her husbands shoulder. Next there stood Pegasus Crawford whose silver hair was mixing with his gray hair. Pegasus stood prim and proper with his head down, making it look like he was mourning. Next there was Malik Ishtar standing next to him was his insane, yet surprisingly sober Yami no Ishtar. Malik the young blonde scamp still hadn't settled down and married. Yami no Ishtar was standing next to Yami Bakura. Both of the old sprits looked down at Shadi with cold uncaring eyes, but those eyes could never fool old Shadi, and say deep within their souls that they to be pained by the eventual lose of his soul into the afterlife.
The door opened, all the guests turned around. Shadi's horizontal body was unable to see who had entered. He was able to see who it was when the mysterious person ran crying to his bed, and cried on the edge. Yugi Moto sat on the floor crying over his caretaker, with Yami rubbing his light's back.
Shadi got a face-full of Yugi's tricolor hair and asked, "How is she?" referring to another little girl he had helped long ago.
Yugi's head rose from the sheets, and starred into Shadi's deep all knowing blue eyes, "When we left Serenity had just had their baby boy. She asked Duke to name him. He named it Gavin, Gavin Devilin."
Shadi smiled peacefully as he heard his charge was all right, "I have fulfilled what I was meant to do in this very long life of mine. My destiny is complete. Goodbye my charges," Shadi looked at Yami straight into his crimson red eyes, "My pharaoh."
Shadi's once bright eyes rolled into his head and he died. Isis leaped forward and screamed, "Shadi you can't leave me. You can't leave me here alone. The clan needs you, the pharaoh needs you, my children still need you, I... I still need you." Isis grabbed his clothes shook him, but had no response.
Pegasus whipped around swiftly saying, "Yet another dies, He lived a good life he shall do well in the underworld."
Bakura led his hysterical and sentimental wife out of the room, while Seto led the 10-year-old children out of the room.
Yugi trying to be brave, tried to hold back his sobs, but didn't succeed. Yami rubbed Yugi's back, picked him up, and carried him out of the room.
Yami Ishtar and Yami Bakura stood at the old man's bed a little while longer than the rest of the funeral crowd. Their transparent bodies said some ancient chants, thanking the man for taking care of their spirits for so long. Yami Bakura placed an ankh in Shadi's hands and Yami Ishtar covered him with the sheet. The two dark spirits both turned around and left the room.
Malik walked over to a hysterical Isis still sobbing, he wrapped her in a hug as she cried into the night mourning the loose of a man that she felt she should have called father.
It had been two weeks since Shadi's death.
Isis was leading a man down the hall. They walked into a room, the room known as the Shadow Temple. This room was covered in tablets of the ancient legends and in the center was the sarcophagus of the pharaoh, called fondly by Shadi the Pharaoh's Memory Board, which had a hole in it for each millennium item. This room was dubbed the Shadow Temple. The only items in the holes as of now were the Scale and the Key.
Isis turned around and looked at the man that followed her, "Josh will you help."
Josh's eyes grew hard, anger rising up in them, "This is what my father abandoned me and my mother for. A stupid legend and gold items?!"
Isis glared at the man as she started to raise her voice, "Your father thought he was doing the best thing for you and your mother by leaving you."
"He had no right to decide that. My mother spent years being heartbroken!"
"Josh please helps us."
"Not if it means abandoning my child."
A young girl of 10 walked into the room. She had black hair in a ponytail with sapphire blue eyes. The same eyes as her grandfather. Isis stared into these eyes as then looked away.
The little girl whispered only to her father, "Daddy are we almost done here?'
"Yes Hikari we are."
Malik walked into the Shadow Temple, he flicked back some loose strands of blonde hair, "Josh we need you to sign some paper of you declining the inheritance of the millennium items."
"Yes," Josh bent down to Hikari's level, "Stay right here"
"Yes father" stated the obedient little girl.
Josh turned and walked out of the room, purposely avoiding eye contact with Isis.
Isis smiled at the little girl and bent down to her level, "Did you know about your grandfather?" asked the eldest Ishtar.
"No"
Isis smiled again and walked over to the Pharaoh's Memory Board, and plucked the Key up. Isis walked back over to Hikari, "Hikari, this item is a relic that your grandfather treasured deeply. Can you keep it secret can you keep it safe?"
Hikari nodded happily, feeling some sense of worth.
Isis smiled for the first time since Shadi had passed, "Good" Isis' thoughts were She has Shadow Magic in her. She can keep the Key and Scale alive. The little girl hid the Key in her coat and her father came back into the room.
Josh called his daughter, "Hikari, we're leaving now."
"Yes Daddy." Replied the obedient little girl.
She was tossing and turned from a nightmare; she saw Josh beating Hikari holding up the Key yelling, "What did I tell you. WELL WHAT!!" He grabbed the little girl and screamed at her in anger, "Don't associate with the Shadow Magic." The little girl turned her eyes- that she inherited from her grandfather- at her father and sobbed, "I'm sorry father I'll never do it again."
Isis woke up and starred into nothingness, not remembering what she had just seen.
A few more months' later Isis was sitting at a counter in her museum, in Cairo, that contained the ancient Shadow Temple.
A deliveryman with a package under his arm walked up to the desk, "Package for Miss Isis Kaibia."
"I am her." Isis signed of it and opened it. She stared in shock as she saw the Key. She looked over it and saw a slight hint of blood on it. She stared in horror remembering the dream she had had, a million thoughts of what had happened to the little girl came rushing back. Until the horrible truth sunk in; who would keep the items alive?
She ran all the way to the Shadow Temple in a panic just in time to see the Scale levitating above its spot glowing; the Key in her hand starting to glow as well. Isis let it go and it levitated next to the Scale.
Isis dropped to her knees in prayer hoping the Gods would answer her prayers, "No please, no I promise I'll find a suitable owner. I swear!! Don't destroy the only hope in this world that we have."
A new image on the tablets appeared. All the millennium items appeared on it. The pictures of the Key and Scale stared to disintegrated and were the pictures were, were piles of ash.
Isis turned to the glowing millennium items in fear. She saw the Scale start disintegrating first and next the Key. Soon were both items were piles of golden ashes Isis screamed bloody murder and repeated, "No, no please don't do this Gods please don't do this."
A inscription on the tablet appeared Isis eyes followed the hieroglyphics, following what the ancient tongue said, " The items ... were found again ... and destiny complete. But the gods were not satisfied. The millennium items ... will find a new handler... or ... be ... reduced to ... ash.."
Isis fled from the room from the terror of the new translation. She never returned to that room, no matter the client, no matter the persuasion; Isis Kaiba was afraid, afraid of what she might find, afraid of what was to come, and most of all afraid of the memories. A new inscription slowly appeared next to the old one, it read "Those who are born with Shadow Magic and weld these items, but not all are destined to have them. Out of the ashes of the late millennium items will rise a new one. With new powers and a new handler."
(All of these scenes flash before your reader's eyes)
The setting, Ancient Egypt, where a young female brunet stands. She knelled at and alters with the Scale in her hands. She put the Scale down on the cold stone uncaring floor, and plunged a rusty twisted dagger into her heart. The collective souls of Shadi, Ishizu, Maximillion, Yami Bakura, Yami no Malik, and Yami all watched in horror as they watched their fellow Shadow Child commit suicide. The woman entered the after life never to return or be revived.
Yugi, 60 years old (he had gray hair with some black and red strands left) His violet eyes shinned with happiness and innocence as they always would. The innocent old man gave the Puzzle box to a young boy with spiky tri-colored hair and maroon eyes. The child took it excitingly and ran to his room to start working on it.
A young blonde haired girl, whose shoulder length blonde hair swayed making it seem messy as she followed her identical father and uncle into the Forbidden Room. Her father and uncle chanted something and the golden Rod she had seen her father covet so dearly started glowing darkly. The little girl hiding behind the doorway, her crystalline blue eyes reflecting the cursed realm as it enticed her with its dark powers emitting from the golden treasure.
An old and frail Pegasus lay on a hospital bed. He was looking at his 15-year-old granddaughter with whose lilac eyes where stained with tears. Pegasus' hand glowed darkly as Shadow Power was transferred into the item in his hand. He took the girls hand and gave her the item. The girl looked down at the item and flung herself on her grandfathers bed crying. He ran a hand through lovingly through her purple-gray hair as he died.
Ryou Bakura ran towards his basement. He sprinted towards the broken down wall, and placed his Ring inside the wall, and bored it back up. The ring glowed darkly with the traces of Shadow Magic that Ryou accidentally left behind. The white haired man walked upstairs to see his wife feeding their newborn child.
Isis lay in her bed. She had aged considerably, as well as her husband. Both were old, gray, and wrinkled, living on their last leg.
Isis looked at the girl who had her father's eyes. The only one of her children that could handle the Shadow Realm, and harness its powers. She looked at her daughter and said something holding out the Necklace for her daughter to take.
The girl looked at the Necklace in disbelief and shook her head.
Malik stood in the corner arms folded and leaning against the wall hiding in the shadows letting his sister have her moment with her daughter. The effects of the Shadow Realm had kept Malik young and gave his sister a choice, let me have the Necklace and keep it alive – like it had kept him alive looking fresh and alive like he was 30, or let her duty die. Isis refused to have any part in her brother's scheme.
Isis once again pleaded with her oldest child. Having interdicted her father's skepticism and stubbornness Estella refused. Isis placed a hand on her bed, determined to make her child take the Necklace; but her hand went limp and that was the end of Isis Kaiba.
Malik's head was down in disappointment and mourning as he took the Necklace out of his sisters' firm grasp.
Malik presently presided in Cairo, his home. He took his sisters Necklace into the Shadow Temple and placed it next to the ashes of the Scale and Key. He stepped away. The Necklace glowed, levitated, and disintegrated, like it's predicators. Now there were three piles of ash left in the Shadow Temple as Malik walked away never to return to this place again.
(50 years later)
Abandoned. That was the nature of the tomb. On the ground lay three piles of ashes. The only memory of Isis Ishtar and Shadi. The pile of ashes started to glowing.
Out of the ashes of the Scale came a golden scythe with the Eye of Horus on the hilt. A ball and chain attached to the end of it. This was the millennium scythe, the item that could destroy bodies and souls, tell whether someone was lying or impure.
Out of the ashes of the Key came a staff. It was made out of gold with the Pharaoh's story, the millennium items, and the new prophesy inscribed on it. This was the millennium staff the item that could control the elements.
Out of the ashes of the Necklace was an amulet that hung on a chain. It was gold and had the Eye of Horus in the middle with a ruby in the middle of that. This was the millennium amulet the item that let you see and walk threw walls and let the possessor have the power of telekinesis which the person could only harness with ones emotions.
(150 years later)
A girl around 15 with black hair in a loose braid swaying with her bouncy steps and sapphire blue eyes alive with laughter, walked in the Egyptian marketplace – a staff caught her eye. She examined it then bought it. The staff glowed as she walked home.
Another girl appeared, 9 this time, with short dark brown hair that had green highlights ruffled slightly and bright green eyes looking at her mother with delight. The mother gave her a gift and inside lay a polished scythe. The girl hugged her mother, while she was doing that the scythe glowed.
Another girl, 13 this time with long sleek black hair that covered one of her bright green eyes dodged bullets. She crept inside an old and unkempt tomb where she found a dusty amulet on the floor. It caught her eye. She picked it up and almost examined it, when bullets started flying again. The amulet glowed.
Yet another girl of 14 appeared, with black-red hair that was shoulder length all bunched up in a messy bun and red eyes grinning mischievously during her birthday party. She opened up one of her present to find a golden box with puzzle pieces in it. She smiled at her grandfather whose maroon eyes shone maroon with innocence. The puzzle pieces glowed.
A boy this time appears, looking around 14 years of age, with dark brown hair tousled from an encounter and fiery red eyes burning with passion looking across to a boy who was also 14 and possessed unruly blonde hair and deep fiendish purple eyes, possessing a golden rod. The brunet yelled something out and a Golden Dragon took down a White Dragon. The tablets with the pictures on it disappeared. The brunet grabbed the rod while the blonde looked on in shock. The Rod started glowing.
A baby boy had just been born an eye looking necklace was placed around his neck. 17 years later that boy with his short silvery gray hair and 1 shiny brown eye, ran away from one of his friend, while his other more pale brown eye looked off into another direction, the boy was blind in that eye. The boy goofed around with his black, blue, and brown headed friend as the eye started glowing.
A girl of 15 with tight braided black hair with white tips and crimson eyes starred at a wall she had just broke by hitting it. She saw it was hallow and dug around in the decree. There she found a dusty-looking ring. She dusted it off and picked it up. As she picked it up it started to glow.
None of the item owners ever noticed the glow if they did they would have known in 2 years there life would have taken a drastic change for the worse.
(This is meant to be a quick flash of all the items)
There was a staff sitting in a messy bedroom, the scythe being used to fight, an amulet around some bodies neck, a puzzle finally being finished and put together, someone griping the rod, the eye hanging off of a chasing, and the ring sitting on a bed.
Isis eyes came back into focus, "Oh what a life we will create for our children," she had on a plain black dress. She was going to see her friend Shadi for the final time.
Revised this because I recognized that my writing was bad at the time I wrote this. Stupid English class made me realize what a crappy writer I really am.
Chibi Pyro Duo