(ok just for a little heads up everyone with this song is going to be a little…OOC…even for this fic)
and I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING YOU FIND HERE!
Prince of Egypt
Portobello Road
Dark Magician led the group in a chopped up single file into the city gates. Once among the multitude of the overwhelming marketplace the group tried to keep close within sight range, yet remain in two separate groups. One with the drifter Imhotep, the thief Bakura, and the former governess Neverteri. The second had the three Toshka boys quietly roaming through the bustling winding streets. The roads were lined with shady thieves, con artists, merchants, selling rare, imitated, imported (and often illegal) goods. The network of buyers and sellers consisted not only of humans, but shrouded monsters as well.
Dark Magician: "Portobello Road, Portobello Road,
Street where the riches of ages are stowed,
Everything and anything a slave can unload
Is sold off the barrow in Portobello Road
You'll find what you want in the Portobello Road,"
They all walked the narrow yet clear pathway, all the while, the teenage boys were losing their focus to all the numerous sights, sounds, and smells. The senior traveler tried to guide them through the deceptions lurking within the city.
Merchant (The Kick Man): "Rare rhino ivory
Dark Magician: "Genuine pottery"
Merchant (Baron of the Fiend Sword): "A filigreed samova owned by the czars"Merchant (Witty Phantom): "A pen used by Japhar"
Dark Magician: "A royal canobic jar?"
Merchant (Witty Phantom): "The razors that sheered old king Seti's cigars
"Made in Ethiopia? Two debens a dozen wouldn't you say?" Dark said to the merchant while hurryingly urging the others away
Merchant (Hibikime): "Waterford crystal
Merchant (Sand Gambler): "Ramasses daggers,
Merchant (Kojikocy): "Society heirlooms with genuine gems
Merchant (Great Long Nose): "Rembrandts, El Grecos
Toulouse "Lautrecos"
Dark Magician: "Painted last week on the banks of the Nile"
Neverteri glanced around trying to see into the covered wagons along the streets, "This is all very interesting, but where do they sell scrolls?
"There should be a place not too far madam." Dark Magician answered, equally impatient.
Meanwhile the three boys mischievously ran off to explore.
Everyone: "Portobello Road, Portobello Road,
street where the riches of ages are stowed
Dark Magician: "Everything and anything a slave can unload
is sold off the barrow in Portobello Road
A couple of Gemini Elves sauntered up to Dark and wrapped their arms over his shoulders. "You'll meet all your chums in the Portobello Road"
"Lovely too see you goodbye." Was all he said before shrugging them off.
The boys were already checking out the giant pots, antique swords, and fancy incense.
"Yo Yug? Is this real?" Joey asked showing him a bottle of what the label said 'Fine Drink'.
Yugi shook his head, "Nah."
Meanwhile as Dark Magician was making inquirers Tea quickly began to look through a scroll cart searching for the Hawk's eye. However in spirit of the moment Bakura began snatching a few ornaments from a garment cart and placed them on her as decorations (and Tea was so concentrated on searching that she didn't even notice).
Bakura: "There's pure inspiration in every creation
Merchant (Harpie Lady): "No cheep imitation not here in me store
With garments as such as was worn by a princess,"
Bakura: "Just once at some royal occasion of yore, You look lovely my dear."
Tea turned from the cart to find herself with a Nubian wig on with a gold painted cobra crown, a leopard robe, and a scarab necklace around her neck.
Merchant (Harpie Lady) and Bakura: "In Portobello Road, Portobello Road,
The fancies and fineries of ages are showed
Joey: (walking fancily in a gemstone skirt and a noble's crown) "A peasant will always feel dressed a la mode
In trinkets he finds"
Joey and Tristan: "In the Portobello Road,"
Back to the scroll cart the owner kept trying to convince the travelers to take interest in his other goods.
Merchant (Mr. Volcano): "'Burke's Peerage', 'The Bride Book', 'The fishmongers guidebook'"
Tea: "We'd rather look at the seals thank you."
Mr. Volcano: "A Royalty novel 'The Unwanted Son'
Tea momentarily peeked at the last manuscript mentioned, then returned to her search.
Merchant: "'The History of Potting'
Bakura: "'The yearbook of Yachting'"
Mr. Volcano: "The leather bound 'Life of Attila the Hun'"
Yugi, Joey and Tristan hurried from one stand to another excited beyond their comprehension. Tristan was mesmerized by the craftsmanship of a rare war axe stolen from the high northern lands, "Wow, if I had something like this back at home no tree would be safe."
Joey on the other hand was fascinated by the carved jackal-headed sword with a firey red blade, "This is just awesome!"
Yugi casually passed by an animal merchant who had several small wild birds locked up in equally tiny cages. As the boy passed them the cages were miraculously open and the birds flew without hesitation into the clear open sky.
Merchants: "Portobello Road, Portobello Road,
street where the riches of ages are stowed
Artifact to glorify
A regal abode
Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello Road"
Merchants: "Tokens and treasures
Yesterday's pleasures
Cheap imitation of heirlooms of old
Dented and tarnished
Scarred an unvarnished
In old Portobello they're bought and they're sold
"Hey! Come back with my birds!" Monster tamer shouted as he raced down the streets.
The two taller boys turned to the merchant's direction.
Tristan: "What's his deal?"
"No clue."
Yugi suddenly raced by them grabbing their hands, "Come on!"
Token and treasures
Yesterday's pleasures
Cheap imitation of heirlooms of old
Dented and tarnished
Scarred an unvarnished
In old Portobello they're bought and they're sold"
The animal merchant grunted and groaned in his search for the trouble maker. But in passing the food goods aisle the fearsome looking man finally surrendered and returned to what remained of his stand.
The boys however found refuge underneath a pastry table. The heavenly smell of the hot food tantalized their nostrils.
Yugi: (munching on a hotcake) "You can eat like a king in Portobello Road!
Two hours had passed and yet the charm which they seek for was still no where in sight.
"Arg! We must've searched every scroll stand in the entire place!" Tea exclaimed frustratingly hanging her head low to hide her fury.
"Maybe someone bought it already?" Bakura wondered wrapping an arm around her to calm her, "Or is could be in the decorative charm and jewelry section."
However Imhotep wasn't so certain. "No. It's here alright. Even the lowliest thief knows the value of that medallion and the scroll of which is goes too. They would rather keep it for themselves then allow anyone to take it."
"Then why have we been looking though the good's their selling?" Tea asked.
"No better place to hide it. No one would suspect something of true value would be out in the open."
"Are you looking for the Hawk's Eye?" a voice suddenly said from a shaded alleyway behind them.
The three spun around in alarm. Behind them was a tall thin man with the traditional headdress and garb of a lord's vassal.
Bakura reached in his cloak for his dagger, "What's it to you?" he barked protectively.
"If you are searching for the sacred amulet you're wasting your time here for it is in the possession of my master and no one can lay a finger on it without passing his test."
"Who is master you speak of?" Tea answered this time with a regal demanding tone. Despite the wearing of the heat, exhaustion, and the flea infested cloak she was still as poised and commanding as any noble.
The stranger returned her vigil response, "Why the king of the thieves guild of course. He rules Portobello and all who serve here. Anything that can be found here he already knows."
The three of them stepped closer to each other for a quick conference.
Bakura: "You think we can trust him?"
Tea: "It's the best lead we've had."
Imhotep: "Best not bring the others into this just yet. If this is a trap at least the other boys would still be safe."
"Alright."
Quietly, Dark Magician, Bakura, and Tea followed the guard down the narrow alley to the secret Thieves Guild Palace.
R and R sorry if it's a little choppy, been very busy
(Oh yeah in respose for Desert Theif, the last chapter was dedicated to you,
apparently when I was editing it didn't save and the message didn't go thought . )