Chapter 7
It was the next night, when Bakura shot straight up, his eyes wide and his body covered in a cold sweat. He realized he was panting and subconsciously gripping the sheets. Not that damned dream again. He had been haunted by that dream ever since Sanura's pregnancy. The dreams he was having then and the ones he was having now, had only one thing in common: something happened to Sanura. The first series of nightmares consisted of her dying during childbirth. These present nightmares consist of someone murdering her.
It was then that Bakura realized that the room was deathly cold. He blinked a couple of times, so his eyes could adjust to the late-night darkness. He looked down next to him, to find Sanura sleeping soundly…with a dagger to her neck.
Bakura recognized the intruder immediately. He had the same uniform as the last one. Bakura growled.
"Make the slightest move and I'll kill her." The man hissed.
"Why are you after her? Your clan doesn't target women and children." Bakura never took his eyes off the masked man.
"You work for the Black Market? Very well, I'll tell you. There's a hefty price on her head." The man chuckled demonically.
Suddenly, Sanura started to stir and let out a small groan.
'Oh, shit! Not now!' Bakura thought.
She opened her eyes and gasped. Although Bakura couldn't see it, he could tell that this killer was smirking.
"Sanura. Don't move." Bakura stated.
She didn't. But there was one thing that stuck in Sanura's head: I'm going to die. I'm going to die! I…I won't see Bakura…or Hasani ever again! Oh, Bakura, please!
He noticed the look of fear and panic in her eyes. There was one thing running through Bakura's mind though: 'Damnit, damnit, damnit! Damnit! Where did he come from anyway?! Ah, to hell with it!' He smirked as a huge gray figure started to appear next to the bed.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. If you sick Diabound on me, the recoil might cause my hand to slip and 'accidentally' slit her throat." The man cackled.
Bakura froze. He had no other ideas of how to get out of this hellish situation. Sanura was scared stiff. Her eyes were wide with tears forming in the corners and her delicate face was very pale. There was going to be no way that this son of a bitch was going to kill his precious wife. Diabound disappeared slowly and Bakura's tense muscles relaxed. He lowered his head.
The intruder smirked. His "target" was giving up. Wait, what the hell is he doing? He noticed that Bakura was smirking from behind the shadows of his bangs. Then, he started to chuckle ominously.
"No one touches my wife. And you will pay for it…with your life. Burn in hell!" Bakura yelled.
Diabound flew out from the wall behind the assassin and grabbed the much smaller body. He flew out of the room and straight for the stone wall. The man, helpless, screamed. Diabound flew straight into it but the man in his fist, did not. The ka's claws slashed right through the body as Diabound disappeared into the wall. Bakura smiled devilishly as he noticed the bloody mess left on the walls. What a beautiful masterpiece! He kissed Sanura's forehead and got out of the bed. He bent down in front of the pool of blood to examine it. He felt like his old self again…before he met Sanura.
Bakura stood up, just as he heard the Pharaoh and Ria running down the hall. He turned around, just in time to let Sanura into his embrace. But he liked his new self, too. Apparently, so did Sanura. She was crying softly on his shoulder.
"Bakura! What happened?!" Isis shrieked from the doorway.
Tefnut bolted out from behind the priestess and barked at the crimson liquid on the wall. He sniffed at it and sneezed. He looked up at Sanura, who looked away in nausea. The dog had a little bit of blood on his nose.
"Oh shit!" Ria gasped and covered her mouth in disgust, when she finally arrived with the rest of the small group.
"Sanura, are you alright?" Atemu asked.
She nodded, still clinging onto her husband's arm.
"What's going on?" Ria asked.
"Well, another hired killer snuck into our room. The son-of-a-bitch put a dagger to Sanura's neck, threatening to kill her. So, I had Diabound cut his sorry ass into ribbons." Bakura frowned.
Bakura then went on to argue with Atemu about his lousy security. No one noticed that Seth managed to sneak into the nursery.
"What is she doing here?" Pachet inquired.
"It's nice to see you too, Pachet." Another fellow goddess mused sarcastically.
She had long dark blue hair, piercing red eyes, and held a spear in her left hand.
"If you don't mind, I have something very important to attend to. So, if you could just…" Pachet sighed, folding her arms.
"Does this something have to do with that angel of yours, Sanura?" The woman asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What does the wife of Anubis have to do with my former servant?" Pachet stepped forward.
"Easy, Pachet. Anput isn't here to sentence her to death. She has important information, I assume." Taweret stepped between the two quarrelling women.
"Please tell me it's good news." Pachet prayed.
"Well, it's news." Anput attempted to smile, but failed.
"Wait, does Anubis know you're here?" Taweret interrupted.
"No. He wouldn't have allowed me to come here if he knew about this. You know as well as I do how he feels about interfering with human affairs." Anput looked dead serious.
"That sounds like Anubis. He never did like meddling with people's lives. Considering he's the one to bury them." Bes chimed in.
"So, what do you know about Bakura and Sanura that I don't?" Pachet frowned.
"Actually, it's not about them. It's about those hired assassins." Anput admitted.
"Yes, and…" Taweret urged Anput to continue.
"Well, I am the clan's patron goddess. They pray to me often. They don't kill children or women because I have told them not to. And I know who's been hiring them." Anput explained.
"Who?!" Pachet begged.
"Do you really want to know? Because I know you won't like it…"
Author's Note: Two more chapters to go...