Royals and Thieves

By Youkiyra Solar alias Krystal Fox

Krystal Fox: Let the story begin! Nothing of Yu-Gi-Oh Belongs to me it is all the creators of Yu-Gi-Oh to whom the original characters belong

Chapter 12 Catalyst for time

Bakura looked at Atemu, he knew the caves like the back of his hand.

"Yami, I can lead those guards on a wild goose chase through the caves, I could even get rid of them, giving you enough time to get your soldiers back into the city to protect your people." Bakura said with a half-cocked look on his face.

"Plus all those old traps your superstitious father put in the tombs "to keep his soul" safe."Bakura said smirking.

Yami smiled, he had remembered when he had listened to his father ranting and raving at the council saying that if the traps and such were not placed in his soul would be stolen. "Like anyone would have wanted that perverted soul." He thought as Bakura started to try and slip away. Atemu slipped his hand out and grabbed his friend.

"Where do you think you are going?" He asked the albino.

"Um, out?" He said trying to sound convincing. He wasn't.

Sigh- "Alright Bakura, you may go and do your thing in the caves but I am warning you, if you so much as get yourself killed I will haunt your ghost till the end of time." Yami said frustrated.

Bakura laughed, "Sure thing your majesty and just bring the darts along too and you can try and shoot me."

Yami sighed again in frustration, that thief would never change.

Turning to his Captain said, "Captain, I want you to take your regiment back to the city and protect it, but when you go back disguise yourselves as merchants so as to fool Media, so if he has any spies they will be fooled."

"Of course your majesty, we shall leave immediately."

Yami stepped outside and looked at the rising sun, "Good morning sun, has Ra brought upon us his blessing or curse? Only in the days to come will we know." He turned back to his soldiers and motioned his chief commanders to meet with him so as to explain all that was going on.

In Chaos' tent he lay resting on his skins, Heart was not far away keeping watch she had noticed that each time he moved the skins rubbed his open wound causing the dark man to groan in a small bit of pain. She disliked seeing him in pain. Carefully she went and slipped herself underneath his upper body so that his head was resting on her shoulder. She held him close so as to allow no movements to his wound.

Chaos was dreaming, he dreamt of a battle field there he stood his staff killing a soldier once in a while, till the moment he heard a roar, and saw to his horror Seth Kaiba standing beside King Media with all three blue eyes white dragons out teeth bared. All three turned to look at him and he could feel the heat of them on his neck. Then just as the attack happened he felt himself being pushed away, looking up saw that Heart had taken the blow for him. He scooped her up and held her close…

Heart realized that Chaos was moving and had maneuvered her into his lap and his embrace all while he was deep asleep, they felt so warm, so comforting, why she enjoyed this more than she thought that she would. Her eyes slowly were creeping closed then dreams; pleasant dreams came to her as Chaos wakes up.

Chaos looked down in his arms, SHE was lying in his arms. Alarmed he paused listening for her breathing and heard it, relived he eased her off of him and crept away to Yami, for he heard throughout the camp Yami calling for him. Arriving at the tent the meeting began, this time for a real battle.

Bakura smiled, the darkness was his element, he could move from shadow to shadow with out even causing the spider webs to move. He loved it here, in the dark, all alone…well not all alone he thought quietly. He had been trailing the foolish soldiers of Media. He had sent 57 soldiers, thinking the city would be unguarded and it would be easy to kill old men and old women and order the younger ones around. "Not with me around they won't." Bakura said smiling in a tone that was just plain dangerous.

He looked at the soldiers, right now at the rate they were going they were going to hit the first trap in the next 5 min. Boy, he would have to hustle. When he had been exploring these caves he had deactivated every single of the traps, so now he had to reactivate the traps so that they would kill the men traveling through these tunnels.

Bakura moved along the small ledge that he was creeping along, it was a raiders ledge, one that superstitious old Pharaoh had put in that was supposed to keep robbers and theives away.

"Personally, I think that the Pharaoh just helped me get to the treasure easier." Bakura thought stepping over one of the many skeletons that remained of the serving men of the Pharoah's that had been buried with all his treasures.

Bakura leaped across a small prepipice then knelt and taking two wires began to wrap them together again and tie the many hooks and ties together once again. Rising went forward and quickly too, for the soldiers if they had been looking up would have seen a dark shadow moving along side the wall very close to the cliff on one side of the trail but moving quickly and surely.

Within minutes bakura was at the next trap just in time to hear the screams of the men. They had reached the trap. That one had been two large trees with spikes on all sides of them that came swinging down at the people and would impale who ever happened to be in the way most likely breaking them in two.

Bakura smirked his plan was working wonderfully. Looking back counted how many were left. "Wow, this one really surprised them, almost 15 of them are dead!" He said to himself. "They will just get more cautious along the way I will just have to make them more nervous and frightened as they go along also.

Going to the next one, his personal favorite took the small strings and carefully retied them then dashed off should he activate it himself.

"This one they will never guess hit them." He sat down to watch this one. The soldiers were slowly coming through the entrance of the tunnel and cautiously coming through the opening all oblivious to the silent swishing of tiny darts smaller than a pebble hitting them and going in.

Patiently he waited for the soldiers to start walking again and began to count in his head, "one, two, three, four, five and gotcha." He looked down and saw one soldier fall to his knees and bend over his stomach in agony, having a very purple face. The others tried to help their friend but he fell over and his breathing stopped and his stare became blank and horrific.

Soon others were to follow, one after another oblivious to why they were dying.

Bakura smiled the herb of instant death was one of his favorites because as soon as it enters your system it spreads like out of control wildfire causing cramps, fiery pains all along your stomach muscles and causes your mind to slow down and your heart to stop Some people survive but most don't because they can't survive at that low of a heartbeat and thus, die.

Bakura counted there now were only 28 left alive, he had his work cut out for him.

"So goes my night, or is it day? He asked himself as he continued down the tunnel to give yami more time by which to save thousands of innocent lives of his people."

Media stood, "Well, we shall make battle, Yami thus distracted will not notice that his city is being attacked behind him. Then we will win and Yami's head shall be on this platter." He said holding a large silver-serving platter out in front of his captive audience (Quite literally, they were slaves)

"And Seth will help us by destroying Yami's top captain, Chaos."

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