Well, ppl…….. this is the end…..hold your breath…..
Will they survive? Or not?
Well, I think some of us kno that answer…………….
Seto: Mmmht moo moo mmm my mmmt (Wut do you mean by that?) /starts sweating/
Exactly wut I sed. Joey! Mokuba! Bring me some popcorn! And a diet Coke!
Joey and Mokuba: Yes Ma'am /run off to get sed items/
Seto: Mmy moo mmey hmmmptm lismmm toooo mooo? (Why do they havta listen to you?)
Because you make a wonderful example of wut will happen when ppl cross me >:O
And all's I gotta say is –oh thanks! Mmm! Wow, sweet and buttery popcorn, too. You both outdid yourselves- sit back and read the conclusion to my first fic evah!
Dawn came. The time had come to end this war once and for all. Joey began to stir, smiled, and woke Seto up. Their minds were still occupied of last night (A/N: I'm so sorry to all y'all expecting a lemon! I can read them, but I'm far too embarrassed to write one). They looked so happy next to each other that you couldn't tell the world's fate was in their hands.
Joey sighed as he put on his robes. "So, this is it?"
"Yes." Seto replied.
Joey beamed a bright smile at the love of his life and gave him a warm hug. "Well, then, LET'S GO SAVE THE WORLD!" he joyfully shouted as he punched his fist into the air.
"Well, you are optimistic about this…." Seto chuckled.
"I'm optimistic for the both of us! I mean, come on, what can happen?"
"Um, let me think about this." Seto paused for no more than a microsecond and said, "It doesn't work."
"Jeez, you're so pessimistic!" Joey growled.
"Enough for the both of us." Seto smiled and ruffled his pup's hair. He kissed Joey's brow and looked into his eyes. "Are you afraid?" he asked.
Joey sighed and embraced Seto once more and gently whispered in his ear, carefully blowing into it to make his lover shiver at the contact, "Not anymore."
When they were both dressed and prepared by the other priests for the spell (incense, oils, prayers, and such), they walked out to the front of the palace. Everyone was there to wish them a safe return. It made Seto and Joey sick to their stomachs to see that they didn't know. Joey hugged all of the handmaidens he had befriended, and shook hands with the council. He stopped at the Pharaoh and embraced his best friend. "Bring Marik here so he can reunite with his family, I beg you." He whispered.
"Do not worry. I will."
Seto bid farewell to all of the council members, especially his friend, Mahado, who had stuck by him during tough times. He then gave Isis a peck on the cheek, which he then received a growl of jealousy from Yami. "Don't worry, my friend, I didn't forget you!" And with that he squeezed the Pharaoh until he turned blue.
"Goodbye, my friend. I'll miss you." Yami whispered to himself. Although he himself couldn't admit it out loud, he knew he wouldn't see them for a long time. This was the end, and they all knew it.
Seto and Joey marched hand in hand across the city to meet the Atlantean army and destroy them. The people cheered until their throats were sore. Flowers were tossed at their feet. Others wept tears of joy to know that this war will soon end. They both looked at their people with adoration as they were being cheered on and their troubles melted away. On this day, Egypt became whole, in heart and soul. Everyone was still cheering when their High Priest and his love walked out into the desert.
The two marched for hours in silence until they finally reached the Atlantean army in its entirety. The masses stood and stared at the two priests with a look of confusion on their faces. That look was soon wiped off as their commanding officer ordered them to charge.
Joey and Seto had to act fast if this was going to work. They held each other's hand tightly as they began to chant. They repeated the chant over and over again until they began to glow. The continued to chant as their light shone so brightly that it would shame and atomic weapon. They both kissed passionately with their last ounce of strength and let the spell's effects begin.
Thunder rumbled as clouds rolled through the sky. The ground began to shake. The opposing army was immediately knocked off of their feet and fell into cracks that were forming in the earth. A tributary of the Nile that was close by rose up from the riverbed and swept the rest away. All of the lands surrounding the city began to shake and surge with water. A tidal wave rose up into the Mediterranean and sank Atlantis and its corrupt people to the bottom of the sea. The shaking and rumbling went on for what seemed hours until every last Atlantean was washed away. Then as if someone had thrown a switch, the shaking stopped.
Countless cities hid in their homes and waited. When the quaking stopped, cities were completely unharmed. The people walked out of their homes and looked around in awe. No Atlantean was in sight. They all began to cheer and cry out in joy, for their lives and their homes and their friends and family were safe at last. The war was over.
When the rumbling stopped, Yami crept out of the palace to hear his people rejoice. They had done it, they had won. He then took some servants and the remaining council and rode off to find Seto and Joey.
When they arrived, they knew the outcome. They both died in each other's arms, as the Pharaoh observed their bodies, cold and soaked to the bone. They were carried back to the palace where they were properly mourned and buried in a place of remembrance.
Two weeks went by when the Pharaoh suddenly remembered his promise to Joey. He was so tied up trying to rebuild his empire and helping foreign nations regain their strength. He was always a kind ruler, so he tried as hard as he could to help other nations in need as much as his own. He first finished with paperwork, then he grabbed the Rod and rode his finest horse to the thieves' village of Kul Elna.
He rode for several days, but he finally reached the village. He rode into the center of town and the lesser thieves ran for their lives. They hid in every nook and cranny of their huts and houses and the place went deathly silent. They were highly skilled, so not even one breath was heard.
"Come out of hiding! I know you're there! I have come to speak to-" Yami started.
"Will you stop yelling, Pharaoh! You are giving me one helluva headache!" someone behind him replied.
That action had spooked the horse and it began to rear. When Yami got control of it, he tied it to a nearby post and kept close watch over it. Any thief that tried to get near it would pay dearly. That is, if they were to come out of hiding.
"Yes, good to see you to, Bakura." Yami scoffed. He grated his teeth in frustration. Even looking at him got on the Pharaoh's nerves.
"Bakura! Who is it? Who's out there?" Marik yelled.
"Oh! My head! Goddamn!" Bakura gasped as he clasped his head in his hands for effect.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- what the fuck are you doing here?" Marik scowled as he stared at the Pharaoh.
"I have come for you, Marik."
Bakura immediately forgot his headache and took on a defensive stance to protect his lover. "What do you want?"
Yami pulled out the Sennen Rod and Joey's amplifier. "These were their personal possessions. Seto wants your family to guard this item. And as for this," Yami held up the amplifier, "I would imagine he would want you to have this." He handed the objects to Marik.
Both thieves' eyes went wide. Marik's were beginning to spill over with tears. "No. No no no no no! You're lying! Why are you lying? Why? Why? It's not fair! It's not fair…" Marik began to sob and Bakura took the crying boy into his arms.
"Sshhh. Pharaoh, are you sure you're right?"
"Do you remember a white light shine in the sky about two weeks ago?" Yami inquired.
"Yes."
"That was them. They performed a spell that wiped the Atlanteans out of existence. The war is over, and it's all because of those two."
Marik stopped crying for just long enough o look up and ask the Pharaoh, "Where are we going?"
"Marik, are you insane! What are you thinking?" Bakura shouted.
"I want to go with him. There is something that tells me I should go with him. Will you come, too?" Marik pushed away from Bakura's hug and looked him in the eye.
"Yes, please, come with me. I believe there is someone there who wishes to see you." Yami replied.
They all got on their horses and rode off. A simple 'touch our property and die' note was left at the entrance of the catacombs underneath the village.
They reached the capital a few days later and stopped in front of the palace. The council ran out to greet the return of their Pharaoh, but then gasped at the sight of their enemy, Marik and Bakura.
"Easy, easy. Calm down. I brought them here."
"But- but why?" Isis asked.
"Isis, there is someone who would wish to see you." Yami said to his wife. They had been married soon after the end of the war.
"Who?"
Yami turned to whisper in Marik's ear. "Isn't there someone who you would give anything in the world to kno if she was alive and well?"
Marik's eyes widened at Yami's remark. Was that lady the one he had been searching for? He went up to her to look at her closer. "S-s-sis-sister? I-is th-that y-you?" he stuttered, his emotions catching up with him.
"What did you say?" Isis stared at this stranger before her. Or was he really?
Marik took off his shirt to reveal a birthmark on his shoulder that took the form of a bird.
Isis was speechless. "Bird-brain?" she didn't now why she said that. It was as if she knew it all along but wasn't aware. She dropped all sense of knowledge and went with her instincts. She ran up to Marik and hugged him tightly. "BROTHER!" she cried.
"It is you! Oh, sister! I knew you didn't die! I knew it!" he hugged her back and cried tears of joy.
Yami and Bakura stood side by side with mixed looks of happiness and disgust. They were happy because Yami's wife and Bakura's lover have found each other once again. They were disgusted because that meant they were related by marriage to some extent.
"Ugh. You know I could kill you right now, don't you?" Bakura said to Yami.
"Yes. But you won't, will you, in-law?" Yami smirked and cringed at the same time at his choice of vocabulary. He then heard Bakura say something like, "I hate in-laws. I hate in-laws. I hate them. I hate them. I hate them!"
"You are soooooooo lucky those two are happy." Bakura scoffed.
"Come on, Bakura. Don't you want to see Joey's grave?" Marik asked, now in a more somber mood.
"Why don't we all go?" Isis added as she locked arms with her husband.
They walked out to a peaceful place within the river valley to see a fairly large monument erected in their honor. Flowers were covering the place. It looked so peaceful. They paid their respects and said their good-byes.
They finally turned their back to the monument to leave. Somewhere up there two a happy families reunited in heaven and smiled down at the world.
And the people they left behind turned around as the wind caught their ears.
To this day, the villagers could have sworn the wind whispered to them.
They could have sworn it said, "Salaam…………"
OWARI!
THE END!
I'm done!
It's finished!
I'm so happy /duz happy dance/
But there's one issue I must bring up again.
Seto: Mmmpht? (What?)
I didn't get 50 reviews yet now that I'm completely finished.
Seto: mmm nmmm! (oh no!)
Seto will continue to be mute in every fanfic I write now until I get 60 reviews in this story. But ya, go ahead. You all can leave.
Seto Joey and Mokuba: yay! (or in Seto's case 'mmmmmay') /begin to walk off/
/HR shoots Seto in the back when they get 50 feet away/
Seto: MMMMMMPH! (aaaaaah!) /falls/
Joey: Oh my god! She killed Seto!
Mokuba: You bastard!
Seto: Mmmkubmmm, mmmt hvm m tmmd ymm abmmt smmmrmg? (Mokuba, what have I told you about swearing?)
Joey and Mokuba: YOU'RE ALIVE?
Big babies /holds up gun/ I used a plastic bullet!
TUNE IN NEXT TIME WHEN I PICK ON POOR LITTLE RYOU IN 'Itetsuku Souru Mo'!
Ryou: Oh God help me!
Ryou, to you, I AM God!
Ryou: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!