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Authors notes: A big thankyou to everyone who left positive feedback last chapter. Im glad you think this is interesting (despite what I think) It got off to a rocky start, but im getting more into it now. I have to create some sort of bond with my new oc like I did for Anuket. Im getting there slowly.
Im glad some of you like the whole 'Romi being selfish' thing. It does make the story a little different doesn't it? Anyway, as promised, I started writing this chapter 4 days before scheduled to get a good start. And it has more Bakura in it. I will be shifting from character to character in this chapter. Maybe Romi and Bakura will meet…briefly….
Btw, im changing my plans slightly. I have a really 'really' good idea for this! Im sure you'll like it.
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The Thieves of Ancient Egypt
Chapter 5: Death of the Pharaoh
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The tall shady figure of Bakura crept through the streets, slowly approaching the unsuspecting guards. Had they been doing their job, they would have noticed the white haired man climbing over the wall. Bakura smirked to himself. They were chatting away to themselves about the poor pharaoh.
"How pathetic" he thought, chuckling darkly.
He jumped off the wall and landed softly on the ground below, skilfully managing to avoid injury. He walked to a hidden spot in the gardens amongst the bushes, surveying the layout of the palace grounds. As much as he wanted to make a commotion right now, he needed to be in and out as quickly as possible. After working out his plan of entry, Bakura made his move and teared across the open space, avoiding all the guards.
"This is even simpler then raiding tombs! It seems they have put more effort into protecting their dead then the living. And even then they don't make a good job of it"
Smirking to himself, he opened the door to the servant's quarters and slipped inside.
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Siuani, wishing that Romi would change her mind about leaving.
"What kind of question is that? Of course im sure! I hate being around all these priests and scholars and people who think they're better then me. And besides, if I don't leave, then Baal will never get what's coming to him will he? You want to see him get what he deserves don't you? For what he did to me…" Romi's amber eyes turned and looked directly into Siuani's brown ones.
This made Siuani feel guilty again, just as Romi planned. "But you know what? The only thing I'll miss about being here is seeing you" she lied. "Your friendship is the only thing that kept me going"
This well spoken untruth had had its desired effect on Siuani. She smiled kindly to make it more plausible. That girl would do anything to help her. Romi's back had healed some now, leaving thin red scars where the whip had caught her. Hopefully they would eventually fade, but only time would tell. Romi had to admit that Siuani had done a good job on patching her up after the incident. She supposed she should thank her somehow for that the next time she got a chance.
"Don't worry Romi" Siuani said confidently. "I'll make sure that you aren't seen. You'll have a good head start. They'd never be able to catch up with you"
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Bakura had poked around in a few chests and drawers, finally finding a servants robe that was big enough to fit him. All the other ones weren't wide enough for his broad shoulders. If he was going to do a job like this, he wanted to be able to move around in relative comfort.
"Alright. The first thing I have to do is find out where the pharaoh is hiding"
He didn't have to wait long though. The sound of the door leading to the dark room he was in creaked open, two men walking in carrying trays. Bakura concealed himself in the shadows, determined to remain unseen. He waited impatiently from his hiding place, silently mouthing curses at them to leave, until he heard them say something very useful to his mission.
"Here is the pharaoh's medicine. It's your turn to take it to him. I did it last time" said one man, reaching up into a jar and pulling out some herbs before crushing them with a pestle. He placed it on the tray that had a jar of boiling water and a cup containing some foul looking sticky liquid. It looked like it would kill whoever swallowed it, so that meant it had to be healthy. But not for long…
Bakura held back a laugh, smirking widely. "What luck! I've stumbled into the infirmary! These men must be doctors! This is the very place I've been looking for!"
Deciding that he shouldn't waste this opportunity, Bakura sneaked out of his hiding place. Stealthily approaching the two men from behind, he unsheathed his scimitar, the cold blade making no sound as it was pulled from its protective covering. The doctors were oblivious of the thief menacingly coming up behind them as they prepared to take the medicine up to the sick pharaoh.
Their death was quick and painless as Bakura slit their throats. He bent over the two men and effortlessly dragged them out of sight. They would be discovered later on sure enough. As long as he wasn't in the vicinity when that happened, that was fine by him.
Bakura wiped his weapon clean on their robes and sheathed the curved blade once more. He walked over to the pharaoh's medicine and let out a malicious laugh. Reaching into the folds of his disguise, he pulled out a small pouch. He untied the string and poured a strange white powder into the cup, using a stick to stir it in, the liquid remaining the same disgusting grey sloppy colour and thickness as it had been before.
Throwing the empty pouch on the floor, he pulled the hood over his face, making sure that his trademark scar and white hair were well concealed. He picked up the tray and exited the room in search of the pharaoh's chambers.
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"This is it" thought Romi, trembling excitedly as she strode through the deserted passageway used only by servants. "I'm finally going to see my family again! I wonder what they'll say when they see me. Will they be happy that I've come home? Or will they be disappointed that I left Kemet?
Romi wore a hood to disguise herself from passers by. She was on her way to the stables where Siuani had kindly prepared a horse for her. She was so distracted by her thoughts that she failed to realise that she had almost bumped into someone. Until that person began throwing insults at her that is.
"Watch where you're going you stupid wench!" growled a deep male voice.
Romi turned and stared at the tall man wearing the long robe. His features was concealed by the hood he wore. She couldn't make out his face, but she did notice the odd strand of silvery hair poking out from underneath. She couldn't see, but she could feel this man glaring at her. Romi didn't appreciate the manner in which he had spoken to her. Stupid wench did he say! Her good mood had been replaced by sheer loathing towards this man.
"Excuse me! If you didn't have your hood so low over your face then you'd be able to see where you were going! It takes two to have a collision you know! I didn't see you. You apparently saw me, so who is the stupid one here? Let me give you a clue. He's standing right in front of me!"
"I'd watch my tongue if I were you girl. You have no idea who you're messing with…" warned the man, his voice dangerously low.
"If I said anything to offend, it was purely intentional!" retorted Romi. "Why don't you be a good boy and get back to whatever it was you were doing before you walked into me"
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"Don't piss me off! I'm running out of places to hide the bodies" snarled Bakura.
"Yeah" she laughed turning her back on him and walking away. "Like a doctor would ever do something like that"
He was stunned at this girl's fearless attitude. He had never heard a woman speak like this to a man before. Bakura wanted to drag this woman aside and teach her some respect. But as much as he wanted to kill her right there and then, he couldn't. Not here. There was still a chance that someone could pass by and see him. He couldn't risk drawing attention to himself at this time. Also, he had a job to do.
"If only I could see her face" he thought as he watched her walk away, barely restraining himself from running after her with his blade at the ready. "No matter. I will find her again and make her pay. She will be sorry she ever spoke to me like that!"
Trying to put this little encounter behind him, Bakura resumed the task of finding the pharaoh. After walking around a few corners and through a few doors, he heard someone shout out to him.
"Hey! You there! Is that the pharaoh's medicine?"
Bakura looked up to see a guard looking at him. "Yes it is" he replied, putting on a softer, more innocent voice.
"This way" ordered the guard, leading Bakura towards the pharaoh's chamber.
Bakura's lowered his head to conceal a grin. This man, the pharaohs own bodyguard, was leading an assassin to his master. Everyone in the palace was so incompetent it was laughable! He passed through the door that the guard had opened for him. The man closed the door behind Bakura, allowing him some privacy to tend to the patient.
Bakura took in the richly decorated surroundings. There was no doubt about it. This was the pharaoh's chamber and sure enough, in the middle of the room on the bed, was the pharaoh Akunumkanon himself. He looked very weak and his skin was paler then normal. His breathing was laboured and he seemed delirious, mumbling inaudibly to himself. Bakura set the tray down beside the bed.
"Its time for your medicine my pharaoh" he spoke softly, the innocence in his voice laced with malice.
Akunumkanon was too far out of it to register much of what Bakura had said. Baring his teeth, the thief picked up the 'medicine', and with the other hand helped to raise the pharaoh's head enabling him to drink the contaminated liquid.
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Romi slipped through the stable door, silently making her way towards the horse that was all saddled up and ready to go. Romi had a small pouch hidden underneath her robes that contained money, and other small objects she might need. She took a firm hold of the horse's reigns and guided it towards the doors that led out of the palace. There was a separate exit here. Probably used for emergencies in case the city was under attack or something and the pharaoh needed to escape.
"Goodbye Kemet. See you in hell!" she laughed, jumping onto the horses back.
She pulled the reigns, urging the horse into a gallop. Romi sped out across the sandy space and towards the gate. It was an average sized gate, just enough for the horse to jump over. She noticed that there were guards patrolling the area, but she didn't care. If she could just get past the gate, she would be safe.
"Get out of my way!" she yelled as the guards came at her with their spears.
One of the men foolishly got in Romi's way, and paid dearly for it with his life. The horse, scared by all the commotion, trampled over him viciously breaking his neck, killing him in an instant. As soon as the other men surrounding Romi saw this, they all began to come at her, enraged and determined to bring her down. She wouldn't get away with killing one of their friends!
"That wasn't supposed to happen" she thought as she tried to make the horse run again. "Arrrrrrggh!"
The horse didn't move quickly enough. Romi screamed painfully as one of the guards that had snuck up behind her, plunged his spear into her thigh. She clung to the horse's neck for dear life, trying to keep herself from falling and suffering the same fate as the other man. The head of the spear broke off in her leg, enabling her to get away.
The horse, upon seeing an escape from the madness, charged towards the gate at lightning speed. It jumped over, and ran off into the desert, away from the city and men with spears. As relieved as Romi was, she couldn't help but think how stupid the creature was. Why couldn't it have gone that way in the first place?
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Bakura stood above the condemned pharaoh who was choking and gasping for air as the poison took affect. The white haired thief tittered mockingly as he watched Akunumkanon try and get up from his bed in the hopes of alerting his bodyguards. His throat was closing up fast, and his lips were beginning to turn blue.
"Don't worry about a thing my pharaoh" mocked Bakura, pulling his hood down for the man to see. "I'm sure your priests will prepare your tomb so it's nice and comfy for you and your wealth when you die"
The pharaoh stared up at him, his breathing becoming more and more difficult by the second.
"You won't be needing your dia diank where you're going, so you won't mind if I take it off your hands will you? I have an extremely powerful Ka that I'd like to show to this city. I've already seen your resting place. Very nice, but the traps are pitiful to say the least. It will be no problem getting to you and your treasure"
The pharaoh's life was rapidly slipping away, the pain in his chest becoming excruciating. He looked up in horror at Bakura. This man had already broken into his tomb? He didn't have the energy to ask what this thief's plan was, but he didn't have to either.
"I'm sure that your son Atemu will be a fine pharaoh. Strong, brave, and willing to sacrifice his own life to save his people. A true leader" Bakura chuckled. "But there's only one way to find out for certain isn't there?"
Akunumkanon panicked when he heard his son's name being mentioned. He had to stop this man! He tried to move again, this time succeeding the strenuous task of sitting up, but Bakura punched him back onto the pillows with such a force it made his lip bleed. Akunumkanon's head was spinning.
"I will make sure that your son pays the price for your crimes. You have managed to avoid your punishment by your failing strength, but I will have my revenge one way or another, even if it means settling for the son of the murderer. I will take everything from you, just like you did to me…"
Bakura watched as the pharaoh's eyes became distant. He stopped breathing, all traces of life gone forever. Bakura smirked. The first part of his plan was complete. He pulled the hood over his face and headed back towards the door in which he came.
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Romi had managed to arrange herself into a semi comfortable position on the horse, but her thigh was killing her. Every movement the horse made caused a shooting pain to course through her leg. She gritted her teeth in agony.
"Come on! Hurry up before I bleed to death!" she mentally urged the horse.
There was no doubt in Romi's mind. She needed to make an urgent stop at the closest village in the area. There was no way she'd be able to get to Kuruelna in this condition! Luckily for her, she knew of a village a few miles from Kemet due to maps in the library. She would head there first and stock up on supplies she would need.
After an hour or so of riding, Romi finally arrived at her destination. She was feeling cold from the loss of blood, but refused to give in to it. After hitching her horse safely inside a nearby stable, she limped into the inn, looking for someone who could help her.
The second she walked inside, all heads turned to face her. Shady men wearing dark cloaks all stared at her from their tables. Romi tried to brush it off. She had learned somewhere that some people did this just to get a reaction from people entering inns and to make them feel uncomfortable. Some sort of game probably. Romi had a feeling these were no different. She began limping once more towards the innkeeper who was looking her over very suspiciously.
"I want a room for the night, lots of opium, and someone who can remove this chunk of metal from my leg" she said, lifting her cloak aside for the man to see. He grimaced slightly.
"Uh huh, and how will you being paying for this young lady?" he asked with a voice Romi knew all too well.
"Will this be enough?" she replied with a firm tone, slamming some gold coins in front of him.
The innkeeper picked one up and bit it before nodding his head in approval. He gestured to one of his younger male workers to come over. He looked around nineteen years old. He had black hair that hung to his shoulder, with hazel eyes. He wasn't bad looking actually.
"Go and find the doctor and bring him here" he ordered, dismissing the man from his duties.
The young man took a minute to study Romi intently. They didn't get many girls in here, especially girls as beautiful as this one. What was she doing here? And why did she have a spear in her leg? She looked back at him, her amber eyes captivating him like no other girls had before. Romi knew fully well what was going through his mind, but wasn't having any of it.
"Are you going to get the doctor or am I going to have to live the rest of my life with a spear sticking out of my leg?" she asked with an annoyed air to her voice.
The young man snapped out of his daydream and ran out of the inn at top speed to find a medic. He couldn't keep such a lovely girl waiting now could he? The innkeeper, shaking his head at the young male's antics, came around from behind the bar to take Romi to her room.
"You seem like an independent young woman, but I have to ask this. I think I know what the answer will be, but do you want me to carry you to your room, taking into account your injury?"
Romi snickered. "Go with your instincts and trust the answer you already have. I can walk there myself. I've made it all the way from Kemet like this haven't I? A few more steps won't hurt me"
She somehow made it into her room and slumped onto the soft bed, breathing a long sigh of relief. She adjusted herself to make it even more comfortable and closed her eyes; feeling tired all of a sudden. The pain in her leg wasn't so bad now. In fact, she hardly felt a thing.
"Hmmm, that's strange. The beds in a village inn are more comfortable then the beds in the palace"
She was suddenly aware that the innkeeper was watching her. "I will have the doctor brought up here as soon as he arrives to tend to your wound" he said, closing the door behind him.
Romi wasn't sure that she heard him correctly. She was feeling a little strange. The last thing she saw was the room she had been laying in before darkness consumed her.
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How was that? Just so you know, I will be following the original story to an extent, but I will be altering it to the way I want it. Btw, a major twist in the storyline now. I keep on getting new ideas and another has hit me since I began writing this chapter.
Hope you like this so far. Poor Romi. I keep on hurting her don't I? You must hate me. There is a picture of Romi in my bio page if you wanna see her. Also I have a page at deviant at if you wanna check out the rest of my stuff.
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