Okay here it goes. I know that I've already made you guys wait so long for me to get my act together and update but I'm going to have to put all my stories on hold until further notice. Stuff has come up and I won't be able to write for a long time! I'm so sorry guys! But I can give you as much as I have so far on this story. I wouldn't even call it chapter, maybe half a chapter or even a teaser. But at least after you read it, you'll be as far as I am.
Sorry about the wait, and the cliffy. Yep, I had to do it.
And I do agree, this story is a bit weird considering that the Mummies are actually in fact dead. My brother, who's also my beta, got a kick out of when Rath checked Nefertina's pulse. She wouldn't have a pulse! She's dead! So I understand that this story is off in those terms but for intensive purposes, I'm just going to treat the Mummies like living people.
Don't own anything Yugioh or Mummies Alive, but do own story ideas. On with the show!
"What sort of change is this?" hissed a soft yet wicked voice, an inkling of fear sounding in it, "I've never seen the Shadow Realm do this before. And I've seen it do many things." The figure hidden in shadow considered this matter. "Could it be?" it said excitedly, "That that Fool finally succeeded in his task? He truly found the Pharaoh and has delivered him unto me?!" A small crack was heard as ancient hands rubbed together and an evil smile could just be spotted through the darkness. "Perfect," it hissed.
"Where am I?" Yugi said as he sat up, opening his eyes. He was stunned by the familiar sight around him. "Now this is strange," he said to no one in particular.
He was sitting on his bed in his room!
"How did I end up here?" he said to no one looking around. This just didn't make sense! He threw off the sheets that were covering his legs and hopped off his bed. "Did I just dream it all? Did any of it happen?" San Francisco, museum, mummies, stone people, the bridge?
First things first, Yugi's hands flew to his neck. Yes the Millennium Puzzle was hanging there.
Yugi decided if this was real, Grandpa and Yami would be somewhere. "Grandpa!!!!!! Yami!!!! Are you here?!!!!!!!!"
He walked over to his door and swung it open to reveal complete blackness!
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yugi screamed as he was sucked into the darkness.
"Ow that hurt," Yugi said as he rubbed his head and opened his eyes, looking around at this new place. His mouth fell open. He was sitting in the center of ancient Egypt!
He looked down at the dark tattered rags that now hung around his frame instead of his normal clothes, but the Millennium Puzzle was still around his neck, hidden under the folds of an old cloak.
"Well that's good," he whispered.
He discovered that he was leaning against a hard wall, hidden in its long shadow. Using the wall as support, he stood himself up and got a better look around.
This sight seemed so familiar to him, only changed. He couldn't put his finger on it, but the feeling that something was wrong was bothering him, other than him sitting in the middle of Egypt of course.
Then he noticed someone else also leaning against the wall next to him. It was another boy, this one dressed in a white robe.
"Hey, hey, are you alright?" Yugi asked, tapping the boy in the side with his now noticed sandaled foot.
The boy stirred. "Ah, my head," he said.
Yugi recognized the voice. "Presley?" he said, frowning.
"Yugi?" Presley said, rubbing his eyes and looking up. "AAHHHHH!!!!!!! Who are you?!?!?!"
"No Presley, it's me, Yugi!"
"Yugi?" Presley said again, "Why are you dressed in those rags?"
"I don't know," Yugi said, "Why are you dressed in that robe?"
Presley looked down at himself. "Huh, that's weird. I'm in Ramses clothes." He stood up and looked around. "This place looks familiar, only different. Where are we?"
"In ancient Egypt, I think," Yugi answered.
"But how? I thought we fell into the Western Gate?"
"I have no idea."
They looked around as the shadow of the wall they were next to extended. "The sun's going down," Presley observed.
"This place seems familiar to me too," Yugi said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, but something doesn't seem right," Yugi said, "Something's different."
"It looks a bit like Memphis," Presley thought aloud, "but some things are missing, and other things are new."
"It also looks kind of like Yami's past as well," Yugi added. Then an idea struck him. "Could it be a mix of the two pasts!?"
"That's kind of creepy," Presley said.
"What do we do now?" Yugi asked.
"Well, we're not doing any good standing around here," said Presley, watching a crowd gather in the streets, "Let's go find out what's going on." He pointed out the crowd.
"Alright," Yugi agreed.
"AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" screamed Joey as he fell.
Jakal caught the boy by the ankle and was about to pull up when he discovered – he no longer had wings!!!
"AAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" both he and Joey screamed as they headed on a collision course with the ground!
FWOOM!
"What the....?" Joey said, digging himself out of the pile of straw he'd landed in.
Jakal spit some straw out of his mouth and looked around. The scenery was moving! "We're in a cart!" he said in realization.
Joey picked some straw out of his hair. "Well that explains the soft landing. I'm just thankful it was hay and not animal fodder."
"Straw," Jakal corrected.
"What's the difference?" Joey said.
Jakal sighed and slid off the back of the moving cart, Joey close behind. Looking around, Jakal's eyes widened considerably. "Not this place again," he said under his breath.
"I have the strangest feeling that I've seen this place before," Joey said in wonder, "But I know that couldn't be right."
"I've been here before," Jakal said.
"You have?" Joey asked, turning towards him. "AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" he screamed suddenly.
Jakal jumped. "What?! What is it!?" he demanded searching the area. The small street they were currently standing on was quite deserted and he didn't see any threats.
"You- you're different!!!" Joey stammered.
Jakal looked at himself, and yet again he was in his ancient form, only not transparent this time. "This is just how I looked before I died," Jakal answered. "If you look at yourself, you're different as well."
"Really?" Joey asked, looking down at his new clothes. He was dressed in a plain off-white long-sleeved shirt and pants. "That's just strange." Then Joey thought for a second. "Wait," he said, "Didn't we fall into the Shadow Realm or the Western Gate or whatever you call it?"
"Yes, and that is what I don't understand," Jakal said, "How could we fall into the Western Gate and end up in Ancient Egypt?"
"Is that where we are?" Joey asked.
Jakal nodded. "I believe so."
"Oh," Joey said, looking around again, "I thought it'd be bigger."
Jakal sighed again and took one final look around before coming to a decision. "The sun is setting and we need to find the Pharaohs, so I suggest we start looking."
"Right," Joey agreed, "Lead the way."
"Where am I!?!" Scarab hissed in fear into the darkness. He was standing in a strange murky hall with close walls, a high ceiling, and many doors. Scarab had never seen this place before and it frightened him.
"You are in my domain," floated a bodiless voice from everywhere, and yet nowhere. It seemed to come from the darkness itself.
"Who are you?" Scarab asked, cowering. In his weakened state, he didn't know if he would survive another battle.
"The one who has promised you immortal life in return for the soul of a Pharaoh," it replied coldly. "Now where is he!?" it demanded.
Scarab growled in irritation with himself. "He evaded my clutches again!" he snarled, squeezing his clawed hands into fists.
"But I know he is here, because my torment has ceased, momentarily, so the realm could take on this form to support his life-force." The voice stopped, seeming to consider itself. "I have a plan," it said. Scarab could sense the glee as well as malice in its voice. "And I suggest that you assist."
Scarab raised an eyebrow. "What's in it for me?" he said slyly.
"The rewards shall be great," the voice answered, "but defy me and the punishment shall make you pray for death!"
"What's going on?" Presley said as he and Yugi joined the crowd and noticed that other people were asking the same question.
"The darkness is gone!" a man shouted.
"He has returned!" a child said.
"Who?" Yugi asked.
"The Pharaoh!" a woman said, "He has come to save us from this accursed place his enemies have sent us to."
"Um," Presley said slowly, "How?"
"Only the Pharaoh's Power can save us!" a man added.
"We must find him!" a woman shouted
Yugi and Presley backed off from the crowd a little. "Do you know what they're talking about?" Presley asked.
"I think they're talking about you and Yami," Yugi answered.
"That's what I was afraid of," Presley answered, "What do we do?"
"No idea."
They watched as the crowd of people started to head towards a large palace.
"Maybe we should just follow them," Yugi suggested. Presley nodded in agreement.
"The Pharaoh has returned!" Joey and Jakal heard someone shout in frustration. The two snuck around the corner to see what the commotion was all about.
"He is here to rescue those weak fools who follow him," someone else said maliciously.
"Well, we can put an end to that," another added, grinning evilly.
There were several dark chuckles and cracking of knuckles and whatnot. Joey and Jakal watched as the crowd that was talking started to walk off towards a large palace in the distance.
"That doesn't bode well," Jakal whispered.
"Well, duh!" Joey said, "They want to kill Yugi and Presley! What do we do!?!?"
"We follow them," Jakal answered simply.
"What? Why?" Joey asked.
"If you want to stop a lion from eating a sheep, it is better to hunt the lion than hunt the sheep."
"So basically, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Right. I gotcha." Joey gave a thumb's up sign.
Jakal sighed.
Now you guys are as far as I am. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in so long! But do know that I will finish this. I'm not stopping the story, just putting it on hold for a while until I can sort out everything in the real world. Please do review and send ideas if you have any. I thank you for reading this far. THANK YOU!