Life As a Tomb Robber

Summary: A girl named Amunet has been a tomb robber since she was a child. Her village was destroyed by the pharaoh and she wishes for revenge. (as would I.) Amunet runs into another tomb robber, known as the king of thieves. Or, Bakura.

Genre: Romance

Authoress notes: Amunet has dark brown hair, cut above her shoulder, courtesy of her favorite dagger, and bright emerald eyes. She's is around 5'5 and is slim. (like i care) Her attitude and pride gets her into trouble at times. She can be childish and naïve at times. She is a strong fighter, better than Bakura. In this story at least. This story will contain parts, therefore making the chapters longer and easier for me to write. There will be at least five parts or more in each chapter. Some chapters may be written different. Whoever has written it will post their name atop the part. Set in ancient Egypt.

For example:

Part IV (written by ?)

Get it?

The ages are quite simple. I will mark what they do and I'll add that at the same time. Gender will be added as well. I will mark my OC's.

Amunet: F 17 OC Tomb Robber

Bakura: M 18 Tomb Robber
Bastet: F 36 OC Houses the Thieves
Yugi: M 16 Slave
Atemu: M 18 Pharaoh
Seth: M 19 High Priest
Mahado: M 45 High Priest
Ryou: M 15 Slave
Jonouchi: M 17 Commoner
Serenity: F 14 Commoner
Tristan: M 17 Commoner
Ishizu: F 21 High Priestess
Malik: M 18 Bounty Hunter
Marik: M 19 Tomb Robber

Mai: F 20 High Priestess
Tea: F 17 Married to Atemu
Ata: M 2 OC Heir to Throne
Rebecca: F 12 Commoner
Siamun: M 56 OC Slave
Aziza: F 22 OC Healer
Kakra: F 25 OC Healer
Duke: M 20 Tomb Robber
Valon: M 20 Tomb Robber
Raphael: M 25 Bounty Hunter
Koru: M 11 OC Tomb Robber
Kuro: M 11 OC Tomb Robber
Gahigi: M 18 OC Bounty Hunter
Moswen: M 15 OC Healer (name means light skin)
Re: M 12 OC Tomb Robber
Akila: F 19 OC Tomb Robber
Khepri: F 14 OC Tomb Robber
Raziya: F 27 OC Seer and mind reader, etc..
Tsekuni: M 17 OC Tomb Robber
Zuberi: M 15 OC Tomb Robber

Okay? I hope whoever-you-are understood that.

Some small things:

'...' Amunet thinking
(...) Bakura thinking
"..." someone talking

This chapter will be written by me: Aria Kurai.

Where was I? Oh yes:

Amunet was sulking outside a bar and the others were watching with strange looks on their faces. Akila walked over to Amunet and dragged her to her feet. "Quit sulking and let's get back home."she said. Amunet made no sound what so ever. Khepri groaned and walked over then slapped Amunet in the face. "Ow..."Amunet groaned, rubbing her reddened cheek. Mai started laughing and walked off, not before handing Amunet a gold bracelet. "What's this?"she said, not noticing the wave of energy that started to pulse from it as she walked toward the enterance of their home.

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Bakura sat up and looked around. He stood and started to make his way toward the underguarded door. "Now to make my esca-AUGH!" Bakura clawed at his head, clenching his teeth and fell to his knees. "Make.. It... Stop.."he cried through gritted teeth. The door opened and he felt someone pull him into their arms. "Bakura, what's happened to you?"the person asked, stroking his slightly sweaty mane of hair. Bakura looked up slightly and gasped. "M-Marik?"he whispered, squeazing his eyes shut.

"Yes, it's me. Tell me what's wrong? What in Ra's name happened to you?"asked Marik, holding him closer to his chest. "My... Head... Pain.."was all Bakura got out before convulsing with pain and energy. Marik felt a shock run through his body and almost dropped Bakura. Amunet walked in and her eyes widened when she saw Bakura. "Marik, what happened?"she asked, hurrying over and clutching pained thiefs hand.

"When I came in he was in pain. His head, that's all he could say before it took him further."said Marik, then eyed the bracelet on Amunets wrist. "Where did you get that?"he asked, suddenly understanding his friends pain. (a/n: I will expain how they are friends at the end of the chapter...) "From Mai, why?"said Amunet, confused. "Take it off."said Marik, tightening his grip on Bakura and staring her in the eye. Amunet looked confused for a second and slipped the bracelet off her wrist.

The eye on it glowed as it fell to the ground, sending out a pulse of shadow energy that caused Bakura to scream. Then he fell silent and limp in Mariks arms. "Baku-chan? Bakura? Wake up!" Marik said, laying Bakura face up on the ground. "What happened?"asked Amunet, looking from Bakura and then to the slightly glowing bracelet. "Some how that bracelet is connected to Bakuras physical being. Maybe even mental, but still, something is dead wrong. It IS his though, I can feel it."said Marik, slipping the bracelet over Bakuras wrist and watching as the glow ceased. "Something is not right."

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(dream mode Bakuras POV horror)

I walked through a graveyard. Bones and blood covered the ground and gravestones. Something grabbed at my foot and as I looked down, I couldn't help but scream in terror. The muscle part of a human hand was trying to tear through my skin and then I noticed. My skin was a paler color, white maybe. I looked up to see that the scene had changed. I saw Marik and I sitting on a rock beside each other.

Then, I saw myself lift a dagger and thrust it into Marik chest. Blood flew everywhere and my other self laughed maniacally, though not blacking out Mariks screams. I immediately felt sick, I've killed before, but this is horrible.

The other me started to stab Marik repeatably and then stopped, he then cut through Mariks chest and pulled out his heart. Then, he ate it. I threw up and felt myself falling. The scene changed from black to the same room I was in before blacking out. I was sitting next to Amunet and there was a small bundle in her arms.

Then everything turned to fire and I panicked. Just like Kuru Eruna.

(Marik and Amunet)

"Kuru Eruna... No!"

Marik jumped up and looked over at his friend. Bakura was curled into a ball and whimpering.

"Too hot.."

Amunet looked at him and bit her lip.

(Bakura)

I saw my little sister, Amane, running with another version of me and then everything was wet crimson blood.

(End dream mode)

"NOOOO!" Bakura cried, shooting up from his former position. Marik immediately took his sweaty and flushed friend into his arms and wiped away the tears that Bakura never knew that were cascading down his cheeks. "Shhh, it's okay 'Kura."cooed Marik, cradeling Bakura as if he were a young boy who narrowly escaped death, which he truely was. "The fire... The pain... It never goes away." said Bakura, burying his face in Mariks warm cloak. Amunet sat beside the two and softly ran her hand up and down Bakuras back. He whimpered and wrapped his arms around Mariks waist, hugging him tight. Amunet smiled sadly and left, leaving Marik to handle Bakura. "What in the world happened?"

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Khepri ran up to Amunet and started to say something, but ceased as she saw the distraught look on her face. "What happened Amu-chan?" Khepri asked, putting an arm around Amunets shoulders. "Something's wrong with Bakura. He'll be okay, but, that bracelet seemed to have caused it."said Amunet softly, getting an awkward look on her face. "Oui, why don't we go to the main room and fight Valon or Duke, that could be entertaining when we beat them, again."said Khepri. Amunet smiled and nodded. "Let's do it!"

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"Dear Pharaoh, we checked and there is no corpse of the thief king."

"Siamun, did you make sure it was the right spot?"asked Atemu, a concerned look growing on his face.

"We checked sire, all we found was dry blood and a broken piece of arrow. We know he couldn't of gotten away in this amount of time. Someone helped him."said Siamun.

"...Well, the chase continues."said Atemu, growing wary.

Tea came running with tears falling down her face. "Our son, gone."she sobbed once at Atemu's side. He took her in his arms and tried not to cry himself. "Siamun! Build a search party, find our son!"he said, feeling a hard lump in his throat. "Yes, at once!" Siamun hurried off and Atemu watched behind. "Why my son, why Ata?"

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Bakura had calmed and was half asleep as Marik shifted him in his arms a bit. Bastet walked into the room and gasped. "What in Ra's name has been going on since I left?"she asked, bending to check Bakuras temperature. Bakura shifted and reburied his face into Mariks cloak and robes once more. "This,"said Marik, pointing to the bracelet. Bastet frowned but asked nothing more, except... "How do you know him?"she asked. "...Well, we were friends back in our village. Then the pharaoh burned and killed our families, Bakura saw the worst of it. The memories hurt him a lot. We were seperated afterward and I haven't seen him since, except when a familiar thing like this happened. Sadly, he wasn't lucky enough to be saved by you and the other thieves."said Marik, fingering a small piece of Bakuras hair.

"Hm, well, he needs rest now. Care for him."said Bastet, before leaving to share this informations with a few healers and the seer. Marik stayed with Bakura and smiled sadly. "What has happened these past ten years?"

KBF: whew, now THAT was fun!

Bakura: For you! I'm a wimp!

Ryou: Well, you need it.

KBF: You do Bakura, but, I'll make you a lot better in later chapters if your good and say the review hopes.

Bakura: Okay, review please!