Moonclaw: (burnt out) well…I think I've survived my final exams…so the good news it that I have at least 2 weeks off for Christmas Brake! Yeay!
Stela: I'm back! Hi everyone!
Milay: And before we start off we want to answer the reviews:
(Due to fan fiction's newish rules…there will be no review responds. )
Stela: And for the disclaimer…
Disclaimer: Moonclaw doesn't own Yugioh, or anything else that's copyrighted. But one day…one day she'll own the rights to…Ryou Bakura. That way she can make all the Ryou plushies she wants! But other then that, she only owns her own characters and doesn't want any lawyers calling her…she is very poor.
This is normal thought 'bah'
Hikari mind thought 'bah'
yami mind thought 'bah'
Milay: Now on with the fic!
(A/N: Please work with me. I somehow missed the episode where Yami finds out about his past in the museum . So I don't know what the Domino Museum looks like except for the brief look at it in the movie. I'm sorry if I get some things wrong)
Kaiba Manson: Late Morning
Mokuba peeked around the door to his brother's room and slipped quietly into the room. Spotting his target, Mokuba grinned and with a few long strides (for him) he was able to cup his hands over his unsuspecting brother's eyes. "Guess who."
Kaiba paused for a moment, as if he was thinking before answering. "Mokuba." And turning to his little brother, he smiled lightly before returning to his work. Mokuba grinned back. "Hey Seto," Mokuba said, rocking back on his heels. "Are we going to Stela's house today?" Kaiba nodded.
Mokuba paused for a moments, balancing on his toes before diving head first into his next question.
"Do you like Stela?" Kaiba jerked his head up to stare at Mokuba. "No! Why would I like one of the Geek squad?" Kaiba asked, narrowing his eyes, as if he was disgusted by even the idea of it. "Then why are you blushing? And why do you stare at her when we're at her house or when you see her on the street? And why did you let her win that one time you and her were playing checkers?" Mokuba asked, shooting off each question a mile a minute, enjoying the look on his brother's face.
Kaiba was lost of words for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "I am Not blushing of one. I don't stare at Stela for another. And third, I didn't let her win, I was just distracted that evening." Kaiba said, careful not to look at his brother's amused face.
"Ok whatever you say. What time are we leaving anyway?"
"Around 5…why?" Kaiba asked, turning to see his brother move towards the door to leave. "I have a report due Monday and I have to go to the museum to get some information." Mokuba explained in the doorway. Kaiba just grunted, glad that his brother had stopped playing 20 questions with him, but then on an afterthought he added. "Try to stay clean!"
"Ok, bye Seto."
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'Wow! Look at this place! If I had know that this city had a museum, I would have came here sooner!' Sidra smiled at her hikari's chattering, following Yami and Yugi passed paintings and sculptures into a room dedicated to Egyptian artifacts. Standing at one end of the room was a dark haired woman who was wearing a strange dress; similar to the dresses the women were wearing in the murals of ancient Egyptian life. The boys were making a beeline to her.
Turning to greet them, the woman smiled warmly and reached out to embrace Yami. "It is good to see you again my Pharaoh." Next she turned to Yugi and did the same. "And you also Yugi." Then turning to Sidra, the woman smiled. "Greetings, I am Isis Ishtar. You must be Stela Mist." Sidra nodded.
"So I final get to see the Millennium Heart." Isis whispered before motioning for Yami, Yugi, and Sidra to follow her. "This way please."
"As you will remember Pharaoh, you contacted me with questions on the artifact that Miss. Mist possesses and I could not answer them, having never heard of the Millennium Heart before." Isis said as she led them to the back of the Egyptian room to a stairway leading down. "But about two months ago, a section in your tomb collapsed, reveling a small secret room that even the tomb keepers had forgotten about. And that room contained 3 stone tablets, one with an engraving of the relic that hangs around your neck Miss Mist and a craving of the wearer. One that told about the item, and one that engraved a map of the desert that could have possible lead a tomb of the Millennium item holder. But unfortunately, we never had the chance to find the tomb for the last tablet was stolen shortly after we discovered it. So the museum has provided a secure room to house the tablets while they remain here." Isis finished as she unlocked the door at the bottom of the stairs, opened it, flipped on the lights, and lead the way into the room.
Sidra looked around the small room in wander. Lined around the room were large and small artifacts of different time periods, each one looking as if it was worth a hefty price. But the things that caught her attention were hanging on the wall. 'Wow, would you look at that! That tablet has a carving of…' "…Me" Sidra finished for Stela. And indeed it was true. The first stone tablet had a craving of a girl that resembled Sidra, an ancient Egyptian style Sidra, but it was she all the same.
"Yes I believe that it is you, from over 3000 years ago." Isis commented, moving to stand beside the second tablet. "This tablet briefly tells of the Millennium Heart: 'The Millennium Heart, forged in secret so no one, not even the high priests knew about it. Only one of pure heart or intentions can wield the Heart and it can break or…' The rest of the tablet was never completed." Isis said.
"What does that mean?" Yugi asked. "I believe that it means that the Millennium Heart can be used for evil, as well as good as long as the purpose is of good intentions. But for the rest I can't say without knowledge the rest."
Sidra nodded thoughtfully and touched the glass that housed the first tablet. "That's interesting…" Sidra muttered and she felt Stela agree.
"Would you three like to join me for lunch? We can catch up and also get better equated with each other." Offered Isis. Yami smiled. "We would love to." He said as Yugi and Sidra nodded in agreement.
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"Thank you Isis for lunch and showing me the tablets. It was nice meeting you." Sidra said. "As was meeting you, Stela" (both had asked the other to call them by their first name.)
Leaving the museum with Yugi and Yami, Sidra changed with Stela. "So what do you think?" Yugi asked. "That was…wow. Very cryptic but those tablets were still informational. At least Sidra was able to learn a little about herself. Thanks guys."
Yami nodded. "Your welcome." "So, Stela what do you have planed tonight? Can you come over? Joey, Tristan, and Tea are coming over to watch movies?" Yugi asked.
"Sorry I can't. Seto is having dinner at my house tonight." Stela explained, kicking a pebble. Both Yugi and Yami nodded and Yugi grinned in a goofy way for a moment. "Remember the time when you first told us about Kaiba having dinner at your house and Joey freaked out." Stela grinned too. "Yeah…uh oh!" Stela muttered, stopping. "What's wrong?" Yami asked.
"I left my purse in the museum. I'll be right back, you can go on without me." Stela explained. Sprinting back to the museum, she entered and almost ran over someone who was looking at a painting near the entrance. "I'm sorry!" She exclaimed, turning to see if the person was all right when she got a better look at the someone. "Mokuba? Mokuba what are you doing here?" Stela asked surprised. "I'm doing a school report." Mokuba explained, making a face at the words school report but smiled at Stela "So why are you here?"
"I left my purse somewhere in the museum and I've came to look for it. Are you and your brother coming over tonight?" Stela asked, edging out of the room, backwards. "Yeah." Mokuba said with a nod.
"Oh. Well, I'll see you tonight. Bye Mokuba." Stela said as she smile at the boy as she fast walked out of the room.
'She's nice. She would be good for Seto.' Mokuba thought, returning to his report.
'Where is it, where is it, where is it.' Stela thought over and over again as she retraced her steps. 'Don't worry. It will turn up if you keep looking.' Sidra thought back. "Wait. It's over there, by that mummy exhibit.' Walking over to the exhibit, Stela picked up her purse and looked at it. 'You must have dropped it by accident when Isis was showing us the other exhibits.' 'Yeah…' But at that moment lights went off. "Epp! Creepy! The museum isn't closing yet is it?" Stela said franticly 'No…I don't think it closes until…wait, there is someone else in the room…' Sidra never got to finish for at that moment a voice filled the room, chanting words that Stela couldn't understand. 'Huh? What's that?' But Sidra didn't answer. 'Sidra? Sidra? Sidra! Can you hear me?' Stela thought as started to edge her way out of the dark room, but stopped. She hadheard a noise from behind her and before she could turn, a heavy object smashed against her head. Falling to the floor, Stela thought she hear quiet laughter before she blacked out.
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Mokuba looked up from his sheet of notepaper, distracted by the sounds that came from the front lobby. He frowned and peeking his head around the doorframe out of curiosity, he gasped silently at what he saw. Two men where walking through the empty lobby quickly. One man was carrying a heavy looking book. The other man carried a still object; Stela's limb body.
Mokuba watched them leave, and before his better judgment could take over, he followed after them quickly and quietly. He watched them from the door as they tossed the unconscious body into the back of a black van before going around to the front to get in. Speeding out, Mokuba opened the back door, slipped inside and shut the door quietly, before hide from the men's view.
"So do you think anyone saw us?" Asked one of the men in a slow drawl. "No of course not, there was no one around." Assured the other man in an oily voice.
Mokuba peered out from his hiding spot to look at Stela, who had a large bump forming at the top of her head and was missing the golden necklace that she always wore, for the man with the oily voice had it, bouncing it from hand to hand. 'Don't worry Stela; I'll get you out of this. Somehow.' Mokuba thought as he quickly reached out to stoke Stela's hand once, not knowing what he was getting himself into.
Mc: Wow, four pages and almost all of it was typed at midnight with me on little sleep. So what did you think? I figured that Mokuba would try to annoy his brother; all siblings try to embarrass his or her younger or older siblings. I'm trying to write another chapter to post this week but if I don't…Happy Holidays! Please review.