Seershipping (Ishizu x Priestess Isis)
Ishizu had often felt trapped. Trapped below the ground, trapped in a life that she knew was killing her bit by bit, trapped by loneliness and confusion as she tried to come to terms with being left behind by her brothers – the list went on and on.
But the Millennium Tauk opened up horizons for her that she never could have imagined on her own. The magic item gave her a freedom she had never even dreamed of. Both the future and the past were hers to call, hers to watch at her command, even hers to manipulate, when the chance came to her. It gave her a measure of security and control over her own life. If she could see the future, she could change it. If she could change it, then she was no longer trapped.
But despite the warm, comforting glint of the necklace about her neck, she could not deny the terror that being a seer surrounded her with. What if the dark future she envisioned came to pass? What if her brother was lost to the darkness forever?
What if she failed?
It was at times like those, when all she could think about was trying not to cry, trying to stay strong but failing because there was no one around for her to stay strong for, that she found herself staring at her own face in the mirror. She tried to understand it, understand herself. But although the future was as clear as day to her, it was as though her own reflection was a mystery beyond compare.
Her tanned, softly sculpted features stared back at her. Thin, slanted eyebrows, a long, slender nose, black hair falling limply across shaking shoulders, golden jewelry glinting in the dim light of a single, faraway lamp in an otherwise dark room. Warm brown eyes gone cold with numbness looked bleakly out from a face that had seen too much of life's hurts.
Help me, she thought, but her reflection was nothing but light absorbed and shot back at her. It knew even less than she did.
But, just once or twice, she thought she caught a glint of someone else in those eyes. It was still herself, but herself with memories far different from her own, and a strength that Ishizu envied. It was during those brief, beautiful moments that she could feel herself being enveloped in a warm, insubstantial embrace.
Courage, it whispered. Courage.
And then Ishizu would begin to cry, letting herself let go, for only a moment. And she let herself rest for just a few moments, because she knew who spoke to her.
Even reaching across time, it wasn't hard to recognize herself.
A/N: Abstract, but I like it. :) I actually think Ishizu may be my favorite Yu-Gi-Oh character. At least, along with Yugi, Yami no Yugi, Seto, Marik, and Anzu. XD Next is Sedateshipping (Marik x Shizuka).
