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
/.../Marik thinking
This chapter will be written by me: KuraiBakuFan
"What do you mean?" Bakura asked, clearly confused. "It healed you. Don't you remember?"asked Marik. "Not really."said Bakura, looking confused. "Hm, well, you should rest."said Amunet, pushing his hair back from his eyes. "I guess."said Bakura, closing his eyes. "Sleep well..."
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It'd been another week and they'd been on three robberies. Bakura seemed fine, Bastet studying the golden items, Amunet and Marik watching over Bakura. Now...
"Give me back my dinner!" Bakura yelled, chasing Marik, was easily running away with his food. "Only if you can master the powers of that weird item."said Marik, running around the table. Amunet watched contently until images clouded her mind.
flashback/
Blood was everywhere. The ground, broken buildings, corpses. A small white haired boy, around five, sat in the middle of it, sobbing.
Amunet wanted to go and hug him, but knew that it would be a waste to try.. Then she noticed who it was...
"Dear Ra.."
../end flashback/
The images ended and she sat panting slightly, the two boys ceasing their fight, Bakura holding onto Marik with his legs wrapped around him and reaching for his food, Marik holding the plate high above his head. "Are you okay Amunet?"asked Bakura, jumping off Marik. Amunet silently walked close to his and embraced him. "Wha-?"said Bakura, then rested his chin on top of her head, well, the best he could. "Amu?"said Marik, setting the plate on the table and looked down at the too. "Bakura, I'm sorry... You deserve better than a thieves life."whispered Amunet, clutching his robe. "Huh?" Bakura embraced her back and cocked his head when he moved away.
"You look so cute when you do that Bakura."said Amunet, pecking him on the cheek and leaving the room. He turned a bright red and Marik smiled knowingly. "You like her."he said, ruffling the shorter boys hair. "Hey!" Bakura yelled, flattening his hair and dashing for his food again. He started to scarfe the food down like he hadn't eaten for weeks. /He didn't deny it../ Marik thought evily. /Good../
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Amunet sat in her room, thinking of what she'd seen of Bakuras past. She knew what she saw was true, now feeling horrible for the white haired robber. Bastet walked in and smiled. "Problems?"she asked, sitting next to Amunet on the bed and putting an arm around her. "I saw an image of Bakuras past, Kuru Eruna, I believe?"said Amunet. "Hmm, well, his past is not very pretty now is it?"asked Bastet, frowning. "Especially the blood part."stated Amunet. Bastet nodded and stood. "Why don't you come back out, the others are worried and without you to watch him Bakura might choke to death on his dinner."said Bastet, gesturing for Amunet to follow. "Okay.."
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"Bakura! Slow down, you'll cho-," Marik yelled, pulling the plate away from Bakura as he started choking. Marik slapped him in the back and smiled as the other coughed. "I told you.."said Marik, rubbing the spot he slapped softly to ease the pain. "Shut up..." Bakura said in a husky voice, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth just out of Mariks view. "As long as you don't do that again."said Marik.
Amunet came in and saw Bakura with his head in his hand and the blood on his chin. "Bakura! What happened?"she asked, taking his chin in her hand and wiping the blood. "He was choking, he must of torn his throat. At least it's not bad." said Marik, just noticing the thick bood. "I can talk..." Bakura said in the same husky voice as before. "Whatever, it's time that we go to bed anyway."said Marik. Bakura stood up and yawned tiredly, then stumbled already half asleep. Marik picked him up and laughed. "Are you even sleeping Bakura?"he asked, smiling when Bakura rested his head in the crook of his neck.
Amunet laughed, following as Marik headed for their room, for they all shared one. Marik laid Bakura on his bed in the corner and sat in his own a few feet away. Actually, their beds are more like a bunch of blankets and pillows piled up in a VERY comfortable way. Amunet went to hers and yawned. "'Night."she said, laying down. "Night."the other two muttered, falling asleep.
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KBF: I'm skipping Bakuras dream mode because I'm lazy, let's just say he has a nightmare of his past.
Bakura: Hehehe... I hate you
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Bakuras eyes bolted open, sweat dripping down his face, mixed with tears. He sat up and moved to a fetal position. (Why does that happen so much?) Bakura stood up and walked over to Mariks bed, bending down by it. Mariks back was to him and he laid on the bed, cautious, fearing the other would wake. Bakuras back faced Mariks until he felt two strong muscled arms wrap around his waist. "Did you have a bad dream?" Marik whispered, pulling Bakura to his chest. Bakura nodded and turned so he was facing Mariks chest. Marik stroked his hair and softly started to sing a song.
When he finished Bakura was asleep and burrowed into Mariks chest. Marik smiled sweetly in the darkness and let sleep take him asl well.
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KBF: Marik is taller than them, Bakura by five inches and Amunet by seven. So, he's about 6'2 and Bakura is 5'7, cool. By the way, Marik IS NOT evil in this. I just had to say that. Review peacefully!