Sands of Time
Chapter Eight
Anzu smiled as the market filled with people from many different places. She had never seen anyone besides her own people. She found that she loved the Egyptians more for they had a very distinct beauty and she was drawn to them. She looked out of her dance cage and hoped that her dancing would excite everyone who watched her. She wanted so much to make the elders see that she was worthy to be with them.
The head mistress strode toward them and checked each cage to make sure they were securely locked and glared lightly at Anzu before walking back to the music players. "Ready?" She spoke with authority and clapped her hands twice. The music spilled over the market like the water in a tipped glass.
Anzu smiled, this was her chance to show the head mistress what she was made up and that she was the best dancer out of all the other girls.
Together, she and four other girls stood and began dancing to the music in unison before breaking off and doing her own thing.
Meanwhile in the shadows of a tent a dark man with a dark purpose watched Anzu intently and smirked. Oh, he knew who she was and he also knew that she was missing. He had found her and he was going to take the one thing that matter to the Pharaoh the most.
"An even trade I must say." He smirked and suddenly took dangerous steps toward the dancers and spoke to the head mistress. Anzu watched him and gasped, he didn't look like the other Egyptians, with his white hair.
"Anzu! Dance faster." The head mistress shouted and the stranger smiled, "Sold." She smiled and walked over to Anzu's cage and opened the door. "Very good Anzu, you have made us a handsome sum." She smiled, "you belong to…"
"Bakura." He smirked as his name snaked from his lips.
"S-SOLD?" Anzu began to panic, "You can't do this!"
"Oh I can. But I guess I did forget to mention that you girls are only made to dance so we can sell you." The head mistress smirked. "Have fun with this one, Sir. She is sort of free spirited."
"Just how I like them. The best part is breaking them in." he smirked anew when he put a collar around Anzu's neck and dragged her along on a leash.
Anzu screamed and struggled only to choke when Bakura tugged her along. "Let me go! You can't do this! You can't!"
Atem wondered through the market place looking for his beloved or for anyone who had seen her. He smiled when he heard music. "Anzu loves to dance."
"Prince Wait!" Mana called as Atem ran off ahead of her, "Wait for me." She ran after him.
Atem stopped before the dance cages and looked through each cage. "Anzu, I'll never find her…" He sighed and fell to his knees before the open cage.
"A-are you the future Pharaoh?" a small voice asked.
Atem looked up and sighed, "I am sorry. I get that a lot though." He lied and stood up slowly.
"Prince!" Mana called again and crashed into him as she was running to fast to stop in time. "Sorry, Prince."
Atem sighed and looked at the little girl in the cage once more and found that her eyes were huge with fear and admiration.
"You are Him." She fell to the floor and bowed.
"Please, don't. Stand up." Atem asked softly. "I do not want anyone to know I am here."
She stood up and smiled at him, "forgive me. Wow you are handsome you know that?" she blushed. "Oh Isis, I am sorry."
"It's alright. What is your name?"
"Nefertari." She blushed softly. "A-are you looking for a dancer? I-if you buy me I will be a very good dancer for you."
"I-Uh, No." He said softly.
"Please. Those men over there have been eyeing me out, I don't want to go with them." She pleaded.
Atem looked over at a group of dusty desert rogues and growled, he know that band of Brothers. They would buy Women and when they were finished would through the poor girls out into the desert to starve. "Alright." Atem smiled and walked over to the head mistress.
"Oh, nice choice, she is a bit Young still but she is of the right age. She would make a great gift for any man."
"I'm sure." Atem said in a bored tone as the cage opened. He smiled up at Nefertari and held out his hand for her which she took happily
"Thank you. Young Prince." She whispered softly to him. "What brings you to the Market place?"
"I am looking for someone. But she's not here." He said and looked down sadly. "I think it's time we got back to the palace. My father won't be pleased with me."
"Prince." Mana sighed not wanting him to give up. Atem held up his hand to shush her and walked on. "Come Nefertari, Mana, let us go back home." He said and called for his horse and climbed on with Mana and Nefertari before riding back to the palace.