Ch2: Prison of a Priest

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Seto had wrestled with his guard the whole trip back to the priests' headquarters followed by an equally struggling Tea, who was cradled under the arm of the other guard.

"Oh, Master Kaiba! Master Kaiba!" Seto groaned in disgust as he saw the older woman running towards them, worry clear on her face. It was Mora the headservant of Seto's teacher, the high priest Hatum. He hated her.

Seto winced and stiffened himself, as she wrapped her arms around him, patting his face and making him as uncomfortable as she could. She always worried, when he was out. Probably because she didn't want anything bad happening to him landing her in trouble for being part of her responsibility. It made him sick.

"Are you all right, Master Kaiba?"

"Go away you hag," he mumbled, but she ignored him.

"What happened?" She demanded of the two guards, as if she had a right to now. As if she were his mother, Seto wanted to puke at the very thought.

He didn't know who his mother was, but he was sure that she was twice the woman Mora was half of. Seto wished that the guards would make up some cheap story that would explain the situation. Even though Mora was a servant, her high status of being the headservant for the high priest put her nearly on the same level as these lowly soldiers. They didn't like her much either. No one did, except Hatum. Seto still couldn't figure out why.

Seto made it as difficult for Mora, as he felt like exerting, causing her to interrupt the guards' story twice to chase him down and snatch him.

"What!" Mora exclaimed appalled after hearing the whole tale. "How dare she! Take her to the dungeons!"

"Mora!" Seto tried getting the stupid woman's attention.

The guards started taking the screaming, kicking girl away. Seto struggled with Mora again, who held him firmly. Her long nails dug into his shoulder, causing his skin to bleed. He was getting more and more angry with every little thing that was going on today.

"Come, Seto, we must prepare you for the banquet tonight in honor of Hatum's fiftieth year as high priest of Egypt and by his blessings from Ra have made our country as grand as heaven."

Seto rolled his eyes again. The last thing he wanted was a bath, but thinking about tonight: the food, the people, the entertainment of dancers and magicians. It would be a perfect time for him to escape and find something fun to do. Maybe he'd bother that girl in the dungeons. That would be fun.

It was one of he and his friend, Raven's hobbies. Bother the poor souls trapped in the dungeons. Rattling their cages like helpless rats, he and Raven always got a laugh out of it.

He and Raven were the biggest bullies in the school for young boys going into the priesthood. Most of them were well-behaved, and a few…not as much. It's not like it was their fault. How would you like it if you were taken away from your home before you could even remember what your mother looked like and forced into a school where you already knew what you were going to be, and you had no option out of it. It made Seto sick.

His younger brother would be joining him soon too.

Mokuba, Seto's younger brother was still living with the younger maidservants in the priests' maternity quarters. He could barely talk, and Seto didn't like hanging around a bunch of babies anyway. Mokuba was barely two, but in a couple of years, Mokuba would be joining him at the school.

Seto was pushed into the hot bath by Mora, and was about to call her a name, when she poured a huge bucket on his head. Seto growled. She'd regret that.

Tea sat drawing figures on the sand-floor of her cell. Her chains clinking with each movement she made. She finished her drawing and smiled.

Tea turned her thoughts to her parents. She missed her father and mother, and she wished she was home. A shiver went down her body, and she cradled her knees tightly, trying to keep warm from the dropping temperatures of the night in the desert. The caged window to her cell was letting unmerciful drafts in.

She thought about her mother and father again, and then living with her aunt and uncle. Her mother and father had left to find fortune, and one day would return to get her. That's what her auntie had told her, and she believed it. Someday…one day…they'd take her far away from this place. She sighed, looking down at her picture again.

It was a stick figure of her strangling that stupid boy she had been fighting with earlier.

'Stupid boy! If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in this mess.'

She erased it hurriedly, though, as she heard footsteps approaching. She pretended to be sitting normally, when a shadow came across her barred door.

"Who's there," she said quietly. Maybe it was the guard showing up with food. The guards who had brought her in the first place had told the cell guard to not feed her, but the cell guard seemed a little nicer. When no one answered she stepped closer to the door to see who it was.

"So, they ended up sticking you down here, huh?"

A smirk crossed the little boy's face, and Tea huffed, turning away from him. She didn't want to mess with this whiny little brat right now.

"Are you scared? You know all the beetles, spiders, and snakes come out at night, and they especially like to sleep in the prison cells," Seto grinned evilly.

But she only grinned back, "So what, I like snakes."

In truth, she did like snakes, but if any bugs or eight-legged freaks tried to crawl in her cell, she'd scream till her head hit the wall.

Seto growled, he was sure he would have creeped her out a little.

"How come you're not partying around with all your friends? Don't you have something better to do?" Tea assumed that the raucous she had heard growing in the night was some kind of celebration.

"No," Seto sighed truthfully, sitting in front of her door, "I hate it when they have parties."

Tea threw him a curious glance. What stuck-up brat didn't like parties?

"I do. I don't like it when a lot of people are around."

"Probably because no one pays attention to you then."

Seto was getting angry, "What does that mean?"

"It means everything always has to be about you."

"Yeah, so what. It's going to be anyway. Guess who's in line to become the next high priest in all of Egypt? Me! Me, that's who! People have to respect me, and do as I tell them."

"Not all of them," Tea objected, putting her hands on her hips, "You're not Pharaoh, you can only tell a few people what to do and what not to do."

Seto was so mad, he could only grit his teeth, as she went on, "Besides, I bet you don't even want to be the next high priest of Egypt. Did anybody ask you if you wanted to be? Or did they just put you here?"

"For your information I DO want to become the next high priest. I'll be second to the Pharaoh, and I'll have the respect of all the people!"

Tea looked at him questioningly, raising an eyebrow at him.

Seto groaned, "Okay, so…so what if no one asked. I'm here, aren't I? If I really didn't want to become the next high priest I would have ran away years ago."

Tea held out her hand, between the bars, "My name is Tea, by the way."

"So?" Seto shrugged.

"So…if you're going to be the next high priest, I might need to know your name."

"Seto…" he rolled his eyes, ignoring her hand and taking a seat by her door again.

Tea made a frustrated face, before sighing and walking back into her cell. After a few moments of silence, she spoke up again.

"Do you like living here?"

"It's better than where you live!" Seto scoffed.

Tea threw him a warning glance and walked back over to him, "That's not what I meant! And besides, there are a ton of things outside the palace that I could show you that I'm pretty sure you've never seen before!"

"Yeah right, like what?" He challenged, standing in front of her.

She crossed her arms, "That's our peasant secret. I could show you, but since you've never been outside the palace walls without an escort-"

"I have too!" Seto exclaimed.

She raised an eyebrow at him.

"I've been outside the palace walls tons of times without having guards with me!"

"Uh-huh," she rolled her eyes disbelievingly.

Seto growled in frustration before coming to a realization, "You're just trying to get me to get you out of your cage."

"And you're just scared."

"I am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!" Seto seethed, gripping the bars to her cell.

She just looked at him. It made him angry the arrogance of this girl. Tons of stuff outside the palace he hadn't seen! Pfft! She just wanted to find an excuse to get out. And he wasn't going to fall for it.

Then again, by releasing her he could possibly land himelf in more trouble than he could handle. How much fun would that be? He'd be the talk of his whole class. He might even be able to brag to Raven that he had released a prisoner from prison. He didn't have to tell him that it was a little girl. Maybe…

"Fine. I'll get you out of here. But you better keep to your word. If I'm not impressed, I'm bringing you back here, got it?"

Tea nodded and stuck her hand through the bars. Seto glanced at it, before shaking it in agreement.

"Okay, now stay here. I'll be back in a little bit."