Note: I randomly decided to update War of the gods and Lost Legacy simultaneously for some reason. Please review, it helps encourage me to make more updates…or else I'll just stop writing for another year, and you'll have to wait till next summer for update or two….
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Jessi was on her bed with a thousand thoughts running across her mind. Vaan had escorted her back home from the dinner. The walk back was filled with an awkward silence, but for Jessi, it gave her comfort. Before he left, he made a small promise to her.
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"Do you think you'll be alright when father comes?" asked Vaan. His expression had worry all over it.
Jessy sighed, "Right now…I'm really not sure. I'm working so hard at work and at school just to get a decent living. I just…I just wish mom was here."
She clenched the Pharaoh's Pendant in her hand tightly and sighed again. Vaan felt so sorry that he stood by and let Tokugashi abuse Jessi so badly. Vaan thought that if he intervened in Tokugashi's visit, he could convince him to stop because he had all of Tokugashi's trust.
Vaan's look of worry quickly changed into a smile. "Jessi, just so you know, father's next visit will be different. This time, I'll be there with you when he comes, I promise."
She smiled and hugged her brother. "Thank you, Nii-san…."
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Jessy rolled around her bed to find a comfortable position so that she may fall asleep. But yet, she just couldn't fall asleep. She got out of bed, turned on the lights in the living room. She went into the closet and pulled out a brand new canvas. She started painting an image, but this time, it wasn't a duel monster. Although she just started, the image of the completed painting was imprinted in her memory. The setting was in a majestic palace and the figure was sitting on a throne. What surprised her though, was that the figure looked exactly like Yami.
"…Why am I doing this?" sighed Jessy, "I only met him today, and I'm feeling rather…"
She stopped for a moment. Tears unexpectedly started flowing out of her eyes. It was as if seeing the image of Yami fulfilled a sudden longing within her heart.
"W-why? Why am I crying?" asked Jessy, "Why does it hurt so much inside?"
"…Maybe its because…you've finally realized how worthless you are…" said a voice from behind her.
Jessy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When Jessy opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was blood on the canvas she was working on. She looked up and saw a man before her. He was tall and had a strong-build. He was dressed in a business suit with a bloody bat in his right hand. Her entire body was in so much pain. She wanted to run for it, but he had already broken one of her legs. She closed her eyes, and once again she saw the image of Yami.
"Why…?" whimpered Jessy softly, "Why dad? Why…?
"I'll tell you why. You were a born as a mistake in this world. You have no reason to live. You are nothing. Your mother wanted you to look for some king that's been dead for thousands of years...I'm doing you a favor and putting an end to your misery before you go the asylum, and damage my reputation."
Jessy tried to say something, but the hurtful words her father threw at her tore away at her heart. She slowly closed her eyes again, but this time she didn't see the image of Yami on a throne. Instead, all she saw was darkness. She lost all track of time; to her a minute in time would feel like twenty years. After a while, she heard a voice calling out her name, but that was all she would ever hear for another week.
For one whole week since Tokugashi's visit, Jessy was in complete darkness. When she woke up, she felt as if a train had hit her. It took a while for her eyes to focus, but when they did, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. She looked around the room and found plenty of balloons and get-well-soon cards. There were two IVs, one in each arm. Her left leg was encased in a red cast. She used the buttons next to her to move the bed so she could sit up. Damn, I'm such a mess… thought Jessy.
All of a sudden, the door opened. Jessy quickly looked up, and thankfully, it wasn't her father; it was a surprised Vaan.
"Jessy, you're awake!" cried Vaan. He quickly dashed to her bedside.
"Vaan…" said Jessy weakly, "…How long was I out?"
Vaan sighed, "You've been out cold for a whole week. You were really starting to worry me. The day after I visited you, I went to check up on you again. When I arrived to your place, it was early in the morning, I found your door open, and I brought you to the hospital."
Jessy looked at the table where all the balloons and cards were. She pointed to a small white box. "Hey Vaan, can you hand that to me, please?"
"Sure." Vaan looked at the box for a moment and smiled. He handed the box to Jessy. "You really have a nice friend there, Jess."
Jessy looked at the box. All she found on the label was "For Jessy". There was no name for who sent it to her. She opened the box and inside was a Duel Monsters card. It was an angelic figure with four wings. In its hands was a beautiful crystal sword.
"Heart Angelus…" said Jessy, "The one and only partner of Soul Angelus…he probably knew all about it…."
