THE WORDS SHE LEFT
Summary In the year 2005 (two years after battle city time if there was one), the Shadow Brigand are infamous in the black market. Four of their top thieves (aka Isis, Anzu, Shizuka, and Mai) have their eyes set on the four remaining M. Items owned by Seto, Yami, Malik, and Joey. Their mission is simple: seek, seduce, and then steal. However this time, their mission becomes a lot more complicated when theses girls unexpectedly fall in love.
Trustshipping here! I'm still having problems with the second genre because it can be both angst, tragedy, AND drama...and I'm also adding humor too.
It can be angst and tragedy because one of out bishies is gonna die...wait...I shouldn't have told you guys that. I bet now you guys are all gonna wonder who it is Why don't you leave in your reviews who you think is gonna die.
And there's more than plenty of drama in this story...
ATTENTION ALL READERS!
Lots of you guys have been asking for the couples in this story. Trustshipping is a strong believer that triangles make the story better. So here are the pairings:
Yami/ Anzu/ Yugi
Mai/ Joey
Malik/ Shizuka/ Seto/ Isis/ Otogi (I know...this last one is all weird...but I promise you guys will like it)
There will be no shonen-ai because I feel that the author of Yugioh never wanted it to be.
Calling all Silentshippers: if you want this story to be some hard core silentshipping... I'm sorry to have to tell you that my name is Trustshipping for a reason D
I WANNA THANK EVERYONE WHO HELPED ME WITH THE QUESTIONS AND I HAVE DECIDED THAT THE S.B. HQ WILL BE IN TOYKO AND RISHID WILL BE FOUR YEARS OLDER THAN ISIS.
However, our main guys will live in Domino and go to school there.
Has anyone else noticed that everyone in Yugioh has an age diffence of four years.
Rebecca is 8
Mokuba and Shizuka are 12 (I'm 100 sure about this)
All our main characters are 16
Isis is 20
And Mai is 24
Remember.. everyone is two years older than the real anime because I need the main characters to be 18 winkwink
To Txell-chan: NONONO! KAIBA DOESN'T HAVE BLONDE HAIR! That would be horrible! I meant Kaiba had Draco's hair STYLE...I would never change Kaiba's hair style To those that tried to answer my contest question: I'm sorry :( noone has gotten it right yet. The question is: what did I change in chapter 1 from my ORIGINAL chapter 1. Obviously you had to have read my first version that I changed Wednesday. I think I should give a bigger prize out...how about the winner gets first choice to my next fanfic!
Chichiue Papa Nee-san Older sister Shizuka Serenity Otogi Duke
TRUSTSHIPPING OUT!
"Nah I don't have the walls or roof electrocuted. It's not like a thief can fly or anything." Otogi said while rolling his eyes.
Actually my dear Isis smirked mentally. I have a feeling that I can fly.
CHAPTER 3: THE DREAM SHE FORGOT Thoughts are
Only well after midnight did Ishizu enter her hotel suite on the eighth floor. Her throat hurt from the high voice she had to impersonate all night since Otogi insisted that they go to a club after the visit to the museum. Her leg muscles also ached because he had dragged her on to the dance floor also.
Don't worry, girl. In a few hours, the past two months all be worth it.
Isis tossed her blonde wig onto the floor and fell onto the bed. A quick rest before the heist would do her good.
Suddenly, Isis felt a warm breeze.
Who opened the window? And why does my body feel so light...?
Isis slowly opened her tired eyes to find herself suspended in midair. She was no more than several feet above a small cliff, but she felt queasy when she saw the rapids beneath the cliff.
This river...I've been here before.
"Chichiue! Help me"
A young boy was desperately trying to keep his head above the water while he called for help from the people on the edge of the cliff. Isis tried to see the boy's face, but even though the desert sun was above her head, the boy's face was only a shadow. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make out the boy's face.
"Save Brother, Chichiue! Hurry!" the girl on the cliff cried to the man next to her. The girl had long ebony hair with bright green eyes.
It's ... me!
The man's face was also dark but Isis knew who she was. Even though the girl and the drowning boy were begging for help, the man just stood there, not moving. Isis would tell that the man was distraught but still did nothing.
"Chichiue! Help me!"
"Chichiue! Save him!"
Why is he just standing there! Save the boy!
The young Isis seemed to have the same idea. Taking action, she jumped off the cliff and into the river below, white dress and all. As the floating Isis saw her younger self swim towards the failing boy, she felt herself losing air, and fast. Within seconds, she found herself crashing into the icy waters below.
Isis suddenly found herself in the hotel bed again. She was drenched with cold swear and she found it hard to breathe.
That's the third time this week that I've seen that boy at night. Why do they feel so real...
Isis looked at the clock next to her bed and saw that it was past two in the morning. Time to go into action.
After changing into a pair of black short shorts and a black tank for the night camouflage and flexible maneuvering, Isis grabbed her black gear bad and proceeded to exit through the window. The hotel's front door closed at one in the morning. Her gear bag was only half the size of a normal backpack, it contained all the equipment she needed for the mission. She sat at the edge of the windowsill and looked nervously into the ocean of darkness. Her breathe froze and her arms became weak.
Great time for me to develop a fear of heights... I guess I won't be using the bat wings to fly fown. The rope and claw will have to do.
With the rope, Isis slid down to the ground and walked to the museum.
How pathetic...I could be gliding from rooftop to rooftop with the bat wings. Why did I let that dream scare me?
At the museum, she swiftly climbed up to the top. She had taken note of the sky roof when she was here earlier today. Using the window cutter from her bag, she carved a big hole in the glass roof. Sliding inside on a rope, Isis landed onto of a glass display that was in the middle of the room.
Taking some Seran wrap-like sheets from her pack, Isis wrapped her left hand and feet in this clear film that was actually a strong suction sheet that would stick to the walls. With the carving knife, she silently robbed the museum of the most valuable jewels. Jumping from wall to wall, Isis had filled a huge black bag up in no time at all.
She looked inside the bag and thought, Diamonds, gold, rubies, silver, and more diamonds. How...boring. Doesn't Otogi have anything more...special?
At that thought, Isis noticed a faint glow from across the moon-lit room. It was a gold pendant with a silver chain. With a closer look, she was that here was also a silver snake wrapped around the gold pendant. Imagine it as the bottom half of one of Malik's gold earrings.
While admiring the glowing pendant, Isis carelessly let a single gold ring fall out of the overfilled bag. As Isis cursed herself for making such an amateur mistake, the metal ring clanked and bounced on the cold floor. Without warning, the electrocuted ring exploded in many sharp pieces.
Bringing her right arm up to protect her face, a piece of the exploding ring cut a deep gash in the forearm. Isis cried out in pain as her blood fell onto the floor and sizzled from the high electricity. Noticing that her cut wasn't going to stop bleeding, she tore the bottom of her tank top to wrap her bleeding arm.
As she clutched her arm in sharp pain, the pendant grew brighter and Isis could now make out the words on the display.
"THE PENDULUM OF DESIRE"
Originated in Ancient Egypt, this pendulum is rumored
to have the ability to locate anything greatly desired by
the heart when dowsed by a worthy owner.
Ancient Egypt! How mysterious...I must have it!
A normal human would have never make it across the room but the well-trained Isis landed exactly on the pendulum display. Right when she brought it to her fist, it stopped glowing. In another second, Isis was on the rope and out the building
Across the city in the Kaiba mansion, a blonde boy was tossing about in bed. Unlike most guys his age, Malik wasn't having one of "those" dreams.
"Nee-san! Where are you going!" cried the four years younger Malik.
The girl he was talking to had long black hair down to her waist and a bag over her shoulders. Around her wrist and waist hung gold chains that shimmered in the desert sun. Anyone could tell that this girl was from an elite class.
The long silence was replaced by cold bitterness when the girl replyed, "I'm leaving, Malik."
"You can't leave now, nee-san. Your wedding is tomorrow!" Malik desparetly tried to convince his sister, even though everything he said seemed to be exactly the worst.
"Why do you think I'm leaving! I'm going to go somewhere far away so I'll never have to see you or Rishid ever again! Rishid treat me like I'm some fragile flower whose only dream is to get married and have children! I never want to get married. I would never trust a guy!"
"But Isis, we hold the honorable Ishtar name! You know your responsibilities to pass down Ishtar Corp and marrying Rishid will but it to rest." Malik tried again.
With a glare, Isis cried, "Did you ever consider that maybe I have a dream too? Father had promised Ishtar Corp to me, not to some worthless servant. He knew that I desearved this job more than anyone else. I know more than enough about Ancient Egypt and archeology to run the museum company. Father left the company in his will, but his executives gave it to Rishid. You know why? Just because I'm a girl!"
Isis stopped to catch her breath. She had been waiting to express this anger for some time now, but it will prove to be a huge mistake to tell it to Malik, who had the M. rod and had mastered erasing and changing memories.
She slowed down as she looked up at the bright blue sky. "I have a dream, Brother, a dream that I will never forget. This girl here has wanted to share the knowledge of Ancient Egypt with the world since she was little. I don't want to do what Papa did. He stole from tombs and others and that's horrible. But it has proven to be impossible for an Ishtar who has to protect the Pharaoh's M. items for life." Isis brought her hands to her neck to remove the necklace around her throat. "So that's why, I'm renouncing the Ishtar name."
Malik's eyes grew in shock as Isis tossed him the magical necklace that she hasn't removed for also a decade.
"But Isis," Malik started softly, trying to lighten the mood, but it hurt too much to smile at that time. "You can't survive out there. Besides, you will miss us too much to leave."
Isis brought her beautiful green eyes to meet her brother's amethyst. "I'm not weak, Brother, and you know it" Malik nodded automatically. "But you are right about one thing. I would miss you two too much to concentrate on my dream. That is why you must use your rod to erase my memories of you two. I can't forget my dream. Erase my memory right now." Isis said seriously.
You want to leave me! Malik thought sorrowfully.
"No," Malik said softly yet quickly.
You can't leave..
"NO!" Malik said again but louder this time.
I won't let you leave me!
"YOU CAN'T GO, ISIS!"
I can't let you go, my sister, because I...
"YOU"RE GONNE STAY AND MARRY RISHID!"
Because I...
Malik wrapped his arms around Isis almost violently.
"I won't let you leave, Isis," Malik whispered.
I won't let you leave because... because I love...
"Malik! Wake up," a deep voice called him from his nightmare. Malik opened his eyes to find Seto by his bed with a worried look in this eyes.
"You saw her again, didn't you?" Seto asked sympathetically.
Malik nodded slowly.
"Did you finally see her face or catch her name?" Seto asked.
"Yeah, I saw her." Malik said looking down. "She was beautiful. Long black hair and bright eyes. They were the color of... They were..."
Malik desperately tried to scan his memory for details of his sister but he could only remember the painful words she said.
"I'm renouncing the Ishtar name!"
"I...can't remember. I can't even remember her name!" Malik cried out shamefully.
"Next time. You will remember next time, Malik," Seto insured him.
Malik nodded reluctantly. He wanted to believe Seto, but he has been waken up so many times now that he has gotten quite used to seeing a worried Seto in silk boxes every night.
If anyone had passed by Grand Hotel at four in the morning, he would have seen a beautiful women clutching her right arm in great pain. If he has looked closer, he would have see that she also had a huge black bag that jingled with her every step.
Isis looked up at the Grand Hotel and at her open window on the eighth floor. She knew that she wouldn't be able to make it back up there without terrible pain. Her arm wasn't getting any better and Isis didn't exactly have a medical degree. She took notice of her silver Mustang in the parking lot and decided that she wouldn't be able to get medical attention in any hospital in Domino. She didn't exactly have a legal ID. So she put the theft jewels in her trunk and hopped into the convertible that Master had given her when she turned 21.
The S.B. has a more than decent medical quarter that was run by non other than her best friend, Shizuka. Shizuka wasn't a thief and thus most of the S.B. looked down on her. However, Isis has more than just great respect for the great doctor who has tended her wounds more than once.
With Isis's slightly faster than legal driving, she arrived at the beautiful sea-side HQ that appeared to be an innocent castle right when the sun was beginning to scare the darkness away. She silently entered the HQ and found Shizuka's room that was ever close to her room and Anzu's room. She gently knocked on her door, but when nobody responded, Isis began banging on it.
Awaken by the noise, Shizuka reluctantly slipped out of bed and opened the door. However, the sleepy girl was shocked into full awareness when she found her friend clutching a torn arm. Knowing that the injury came first before questions, Shizuka led Isis to a chair while she found her bandages and disinfectants. Isis flinched once in a while but was soon wrapped in a clean bandage.
Knowing that she couldn't hold in her worry any longer, Shizuka asked, "What happened, Isis-san?" Shizuka has equal request for the legendary S.B. agent and sometimes tends to forget that they had known each other for more than three years now.
"Shizuka, we aren't ones who used formal titles." Isis smiled, which Shizuka returned. "I was careless in the mission and was cut by a metal debris. I'm pretty lucky that I didn't get impaled anywhere else."
"Um...actually Isis..." Shizuka began but stopped herself. She simple pointed to Isis back.
Slowly turning around, Isis saw what Shizuka was so reluctant to tell her.
"MY HAIR!" Isis cried hysterically when she saw that inches of her beloved hair had been burned, probably with electricity when she wasn't careful. "I knew I should have used a claw.." Isis sniffled at the sight of the wreaked hair.
Shizuka on the other hand look almost pleased and got out a pair of her surgery scissors. "A few small snips and it will be as good as knew," Shizuka beamed.
Before Isis could cry out protests, Shizuka took a good handful of the ebony hair and took a quick snip.
"Uh-oh..." Shizuka whispered.
"What's that suppose to mean? What did you do?" Isis cried nervously since she couldn't see what Shizuka had cut.
"No, it's nothing!" Shizuka lied. "I just need a few more snips to even this stray cut out!"
snipsnip "Um...a few more would do some good" Shizuka nervously chuckled as she took a few more.
"Hey! That last cut seemed close to the ear!" Isis cried out even more anxiously than before.
"Don't worry. Just a few more snips and the unevenness won't be noticeable."
"Unevenness? How much did you cut?"
Before Shizuka could stop her, Isis jumped out of the chair and ran to the bathroom mirror.
Shizuka plugged her ears just before a huge shriek filled the HQ.
"I'M ALMOST BALD!" Isis said furiously, even thought her hair still could touch her shoulders. Steam was literally coming out of her ears but stopped when Isis saw a crying Shizuka in the other room.
She was in almost silent sobs when Isis approached her.
"I'm so... sorry..." Shizuka whispered between sobs.
Isis had gained her calmness and smiled to Shizuka, "Hey, girl. It's only a few inches. It's not like hair can't grow back."
"It wasn't a few inches...It was more than a foot. I'm such a horrible cutter..." Shizuka blamed herself. "This isn't even the first time! I've been practicing for months now but I just can't seem to cut straight! I don't want to be here all my life."
"What do you mean, Shizuka? What's wrong with the S.B.?" Isis asked puzzled.
"Why would anyone want to spend their whole life here! What kind of life involves stealing!" Shizuka cried out. "I want to do something with myself, Isis. And it doesn't consist of staying here forever. I've always wanted to be able to make other beautiful but look at what I did!"
"I don't know that you are talking about, Shizuka. Master takes great care of us. There's no reason to want anything else in life." Isis whispered delicately.
"But, Isis. You must have some dream, right? You must want to do something with your life than steal from others, right? You don't want to spend all your life here, do you?" Shizuka said hopefully.
Isis got up and walked over the window that showed the rising sun. "No, Shizuka. I don't have any dream. There isn't anything that I want to do with my life besides what I am doing right now." Isis whispered.
Shizuka sighed for her friend. You aren't lieing, are you Isis? However, why do I feel like you are forgetting something.
Wow this is a huge chapter!
I'm sorry that Joey and Yugi/Yami and Bakura haven't been in the story yet.
But don't worry! They will be in Chapter 4! And Anzu and Mai comes back in Chapter 4 too!
Sigh I find this chapter so sad.
In case you didn't get the point of this chapter, basically it shows that Isis has somehow forgotten her dream and maybe a certain golden rod had something to do with it winkwink
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