Awakening Of A God by Markim
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any other amines/shows, the characters in this story are property of their respective owners. I only own my Original Character, Nic Methos, The God Of Lighting and Fire.
Mythology Disclaimer: I have checked for information on the Egyptian Gods vide Websites on Egyptian Mythology and also took information from several sources that will fit into my story. I apologies in advance for any mistake in Egyptian Mythology but most changes are intentional.
Note: Based on the name, most will know that there is a connection to the Oldest Immortal, Methos of Highlander but he is unlikely to appear any time soon except in memories.
Please review and be kind. Enjoy the new chapter!
Thank you to AKA Julian Frost, shadowfrost panther, Meg, Frank Moore & Hekigan Shiroi Ryuu for your reviews.
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* * : Thoughts
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Chapter 10 - The Throne-Room
The Throne-room is huge and furnished with elegance. Yet, what had held Seto and Mokuba was the fierce gaze coming from twin golden eyes, vigilant and protective to her nestling.
A red and gold flaming Kirin was curling around the sleeping God, Nic Methos, protecting him in his rest, defying anyone that would harm him on a raised platform. The Kirin was larger than a horse even when she is at rest, her stance was proud and noble. The edges of flames combined with her red and golden scales on her body radiate power and danger, the very essence of fire.
(Kirin - A mythical beast that looked like a cross between an Unicorn and a Dragon. They are horned and shaped like an unicorn but with red and gold dragon-like scales covering all over their bodies. It is one of the most powerful sacred beasts of Fire-element. Kirin is stated to be beings of great goodness, mercy and healing but also of great chaos, destruction and purifying-fire. Sacred beast and Symbol to Nic Methos, God of Lighting and Fire.)
It was only when they move closer that they realize what they had taken for a real Kirin was actually a gems covered golden throne created in the liking of a Kirin in such skill that that it seem alive.
The throne was cast from solid gold into a live size statue of a resting Kirin. Her body served as the backrest with its fore and rear limbs as armrests and the seat placed between. Each scales on the throne was formed from the purest flame jewels and rubies and with twin golden gems in the head as eyes, the expression of the Kirin made the Kirin throne look alive, fierce and protective.
*Her??* Both Seto and Mokuba were taken back at that shared thought as they have kept their bond open, why they both keep thinking of the Kirin throne as her? The Kirin is made from gold and gems and yet it seem alive.
No, not SEEM alive, she is alive in some way due the intensity held in the twin golden gems that served as her eyes. And other than vigilant and protective, there now seem to be a trace of amusement and affection in her fierce gaze for them and her distinctive presence given off is definably female.
Seto turns his attention to his God. Nic Methos eyes are half-closed, his head laid back on the head of the Kirin throne, his fist laid on his right cheek, with his arm resting on the forelimb that served as the armrest of his throne.
His face was extremely handsome with features that were somewhat sharp and strong with a 2-inch slash scar starting from a bit above his left eye reaching upward in the middle of his forehead. His features are somehow softened by that half-waken relaxed look on him. His free flowing shoulder length jet-black hair with a small inch size patch of greenish tined hair near his left temple giving him a more exotic look.
He is dressed in a pure white silken sleeveless shirt, royal silver-blue pant and black soft leather boots. A golden body-length cape fastened by a golden broach shaped as a Kirin at his chest was half draped over the left side of his body. Both his wrists are covered by arm-guards made from links of the finest gold that cover from his wrists upward to nearly his elbows.
When Seto and Mokuba are but a few steps from the throne, Nic Methos's eyes snapped open and they are held by his gaze. His eyes look like the deepest, darkest shade of Black Diamonds that are so irresistible that they seems to pull their souls and minds into them, that reflected all lights and to sparkle with a dark fire of his own.
"My Lord Nic Methos." Simultaneously, they both greeted reverentially toward their God resting on his throne with a half-bow.
/Icedrake. Skysong./ His God's mind voice resonance in both Seto's and Mokuba's mind and his pleasure echoes in their souls. The bond between God and Priests strengthen with every beat of their hearts.
Mokuba had paled a bit, he was not used to having any voice in his mind other than his brother. Yet, he feel safe here, despite the power and danger Nic Methos radiate like a second skin, he knew with a soul deep conviction that Nic Methos will not harm them and that the name 'Skysong' is for him. He felt comfortable in the presence of Nic Methos and in his temple, they felt like home in every sense of the word.
Suddenly Seto let out a gasp and had sank to his knees. Memories swept through his mind in an unstoppable tidal wave and burst of powers flared within him. An expression of mixed confusion, rage, sorrow and pain flickered across Seto's face lingering before disappearing instantly at Nic Methos's touch. He fell asleep instantly and fallen into Mokuba's and Nic Methos arms.
Mokuba had not even seen Nic Methos move. One moment, Nic Methos was resting on his throne, the next he was in holding Seto up by placing his index and middle fingers on Seto's forehead and Seto dropping into their arms, sleeping peacefully.
"Nii-sama!" "What is wrong with my brother!" Mokaba asked Nic Methos, his voice wavering between fears and worries. He had felt the storms of emotions occurring inside Seto vide their bond before Seto fell asleep. Change, confusion, fear, anger, hope, determination, sorrow, light and darkness. Memories chaos and identity breaking down, separating, reforming before finally peaceful rest. Powers crashes within Seto before settling together in a coil in his body.
"Calm down, Skysong. Icedrake is just sleeping now. Come." Nic Methos's voice was deep, calming with a subdue melody of music and power in it. He lifted Seto carefully in his arms and steps toward a portal of fire formed in front of him, his strides powerful and sure. Followed closely by a worried Mokuba.
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Author's Note:
Hi Readers,
Current Vote for the Owner of the Divine Card of The Sun Dragon are:
Jou - 3 (AKA Julian Frost, Hekigan Shiroi Ryuu, hecate-19) Pharaoh - 1 (Frank Moore) Seto Kaiba - 1 (Meg)
Please give your views on who do you think that the Divine Card of The Sun Dragon belongs to!
What do you think of this new chapter? Please give Comments! Review! Review! Review! Comments are greatly welcomed.
For interested readers, please go to Chapter 3 of my other fic "Children Of Thunder And Lighting", there is a remembrance of Methos of Nic Methos with High Priest Seth.
I have created the title of 'Sentinel of Egypt' for Set, God of Chaos as the title earned in the 'Event' where my character Nic Methos visited Egypt and earned his title as the God of Fire in Egypt. Due to this 'Event', Nic Methos and Set shared a friendship of sorts and respect for each other. Currently, I am planning on the plot for this 'Event'. However, I am not certain to place the 'Event' as another story, in this fic or in my other fic "Children Of Thunder And Lighting". The reason is Methos will most likely also feature in it.
Please give your comments and suggestion.
The next chapter will be heavily influenced by 'The Lord of the Ring' movies.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any other amines/shows, the characters in this story are property of their respective owners. I only own my Original Character, Nic Methos, The God Of Lighting and Fire.
Mythology Disclaimer: I have checked for information on the Egyptian Gods vide Websites on Egyptian Mythology and also took information from several sources that will fit into my story. I apologies in advance for any mistake in Egyptian Mythology but most changes are intentional.
Note: Based on the name, most will know that there is a connection to the Oldest Immortal, Methos of Highlander but he is unlikely to appear any time soon except in memories.
Please review and be kind. Enjoy the new chapter!
Thank you to AKA Julian Frost, shadowfrost panther, Meg, Frank Moore & Hekigan Shiroi Ryuu for your reviews.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------
* * : Thoughts
/ /: Telepathic communication
Chapter 10 - The Throne-Room
The Throne-room is huge and furnished with elegance. Yet, what had held Seto and Mokuba was the fierce gaze coming from twin golden eyes, vigilant and protective to her nestling.
A red and gold flaming Kirin was curling around the sleeping God, Nic Methos, protecting him in his rest, defying anyone that would harm him on a raised platform. The Kirin was larger than a horse even when she is at rest, her stance was proud and noble. The edges of flames combined with her red and golden scales on her body radiate power and danger, the very essence of fire.
(Kirin - A mythical beast that looked like a cross between an Unicorn and a Dragon. They are horned and shaped like an unicorn but with red and gold dragon-like scales covering all over their bodies. It is one of the most powerful sacred beasts of Fire-element. Kirin is stated to be beings of great goodness, mercy and healing but also of great chaos, destruction and purifying-fire. Sacred beast and Symbol to Nic Methos, God of Lighting and Fire.)
It was only when they move closer that they realize what they had taken for a real Kirin was actually a gems covered golden throne created in the liking of a Kirin in such skill that that it seem alive.
The throne was cast from solid gold into a live size statue of a resting Kirin. Her body served as the backrest with its fore and rear limbs as armrests and the seat placed between. Each scales on the throne was formed from the purest flame jewels and rubies and with twin golden gems in the head as eyes, the expression of the Kirin made the Kirin throne look alive, fierce and protective.
*Her??* Both Seto and Mokuba were taken back at that shared thought as they have kept their bond open, why they both keep thinking of the Kirin throne as her? The Kirin is made from gold and gems and yet it seem alive.
No, not SEEM alive, she is alive in some way due the intensity held in the twin golden gems that served as her eyes. And other than vigilant and protective, there now seem to be a trace of amusement and affection in her fierce gaze for them and her distinctive presence given off is definably female.
Seto turns his attention to his God. Nic Methos eyes are half-closed, his head laid back on the head of the Kirin throne, his fist laid on his right cheek, with his arm resting on the forelimb that served as the armrest of his throne.
His face was extremely handsome with features that were somewhat sharp and strong with a 2-inch slash scar starting from a bit above his left eye reaching upward in the middle of his forehead. His features are somehow softened by that half-waken relaxed look on him. His free flowing shoulder length jet-black hair with a small inch size patch of greenish tined hair near his left temple giving him a more exotic look.
He is dressed in a pure white silken sleeveless shirt, royal silver-blue pant and black soft leather boots. A golden body-length cape fastened by a golden broach shaped as a Kirin at his chest was half draped over the left side of his body. Both his wrists are covered by arm-guards made from links of the finest gold that cover from his wrists upward to nearly his elbows.
When Seto and Mokuba are but a few steps from the throne, Nic Methos's eyes snapped open and they are held by his gaze. His eyes look like the deepest, darkest shade of Black Diamonds that are so irresistible that they seems to pull their souls and minds into them, that reflected all lights and to sparkle with a dark fire of his own.
"My Lord Nic Methos." Simultaneously, they both greeted reverentially toward their God resting on his throne with a half-bow.
/Icedrake. Skysong./ His God's mind voice resonance in both Seto's and Mokuba's mind and his pleasure echoes in their souls. The bond between God and Priests strengthen with every beat of their hearts.
Mokuba had paled a bit, he was not used to having any voice in his mind other than his brother. Yet, he feel safe here, despite the power and danger Nic Methos radiate like a second skin, he knew with a soul deep conviction that Nic Methos will not harm them and that the name 'Skysong' is for him. He felt comfortable in the presence of Nic Methos and in his temple, they felt like home in every sense of the word.
Suddenly Seto let out a gasp and had sank to his knees. Memories swept through his mind in an unstoppable tidal wave and burst of powers flared within him. An expression of mixed confusion, rage, sorrow and pain flickered across Seto's face lingering before disappearing instantly at Nic Methos's touch. He fell asleep instantly and fallen into Mokuba's and Nic Methos arms.
Mokuba had not even seen Nic Methos move. One moment, Nic Methos was resting on his throne, the next he was in holding Seto up by placing his index and middle fingers on Seto's forehead and Seto dropping into their arms, sleeping peacefully.
"Nii-sama!" "What is wrong with my brother!" Mokaba asked Nic Methos, his voice wavering between fears and worries. He had felt the storms of emotions occurring inside Seto vide their bond before Seto fell asleep. Change, confusion, fear, anger, hope, determination, sorrow, light and darkness. Memories chaos and identity breaking down, separating, reforming before finally peaceful rest. Powers crashes within Seto before settling together in a coil in his body.
"Calm down, Skysong. Icedrake is just sleeping now. Come." Nic Methos's voice was deep, calming with a subdue melody of music and power in it. He lifted Seto carefully in his arms and steps toward a portal of fire formed in front of him, his strides powerful and sure. Followed closely by a worried Mokuba.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------
Author's Note:
Hi Readers,
Current Vote for the Owner of the Divine Card of The Sun Dragon are:
Jou - 3 (AKA Julian Frost, Hekigan Shiroi Ryuu, hecate-19) Pharaoh - 1 (Frank Moore) Seto Kaiba - 1 (Meg)
Please give your views on who do you think that the Divine Card of The Sun Dragon belongs to!
What do you think of this new chapter? Please give Comments! Review! Review! Review! Comments are greatly welcomed.
For interested readers, please go to Chapter 3 of my other fic "Children Of Thunder And Lighting", there is a remembrance of Methos of Nic Methos with High Priest Seth.
I have created the title of 'Sentinel of Egypt' for Set, God of Chaos as the title earned in the 'Event' where my character Nic Methos visited Egypt and earned his title as the God of Fire in Egypt. Due to this 'Event', Nic Methos and Set shared a friendship of sorts and respect for each other. Currently, I am planning on the plot for this 'Event'. However, I am not certain to place the 'Event' as another story, in this fic or in my other fic "Children Of Thunder And Lighting". The reason is Methos will most likely also feature in it.
Please give your comments and suggestion.
The next chapter will be heavily influenced by 'The Lord of the Ring' movies.