Disclaimers on everything I don't own. So are you ready for chapter 8. This one might not have a spectacular ending, I don't know. I'm making this up as I go along after all. But anyway hope it's to your liking!
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Chapter 8"Hey guys." Said Duke. Everyone just gaped and stared at the dice boy, open mouthed. "I know what you're thinking. How could I have got a millennium item, right?" everyone nodded. "Allow me to explain. A Middle Eastern bloke came into my shop with this little golden box; he said something about me being destined to have it. I took it and inside was all these little golden jigsaw pieces. For weeks I tried to solve it and I finally did it about three days ago. Then this spirit popped out of it and said his name was Horus and he needed me to help him find is father, which happens to be you Yugi."
"Well, it's not me." Said Yugi, "It's the pharaoh."
"It might not be!" Tea steamed.
"Yeah, or it might not be."
"Come to think of it." Said Bast. "I've made absolutely no contact whatsoever with my host."
"Poor Cherry." Said Tristan. "So she's completely clueless about the whole thing."
"I'm going to change back and then you can tell her about everything. Then I'll try and talk to her later when she knows everything. See you later peeps." Bast bade her farewells and mind shuffled with Cherry.
Once Cherry had taken back control of her own body she collapsed in a heap on the floor. The gang immediately huddled around her limp body to see if she was all right.
"Cherry! Are you okay?" Said Tristan as he sat down next to her and tried to shake her awake. The blue-eyed girl groaned and her eyelids flickered open. "Are you okay?" The boy repeated, but in a softer tone than before.
"What happened?" She asked as Joey and Tristan help her to sit up and leaned her against the couch. Cherry's hands rushed to her head and crushed her skull and asked, "What happened? Why is my head killing me?"
"Well," Yugi began. "When you completed the millennium pyramid did you get any strange feeling?"
"Yeah." Cherry answered. "I could hear voices and music. First the music was happy and the voices were laughing and then the music went slow and sand and the voices were crying. Then I got this amazing pain in my head."
"Okay, what would you say if I told you that a 5,000 year old spirit lived inside your pyramid and that she was overtaking your body for hours everyday?"
"I'd say you need help."
The young one sighed and dropped his head into his hands, "Let's try again. Try and keep an open mind, okay?" Cherry nodded her head. "When you completed your pyramid the pains and the music were just the spirit coming back to life. Everyday she takes control of your body, by doing that she can interact with the objects and people in this world. With me so far?"
Cherry hesitated before nodding, "That would explain the blackouts I've been having lately."
"As for my millennium puzzle," Yugi continued, "In it lives a 5,000 year old spirit who was once the pharaoh of Egypt. Your spirit is his daughter, and Duke's spirit is his son."
"Who's Duke?"
"Oh, I forgot you don't know him. That guy there." And pointed towards the tall, lanky guy with a dice hanging from his ear. "He owns a game shop."
"Oh, hi!" She said as she waved, the boy waved back. She then turned her attention back to Yugi. "Anyway, if she's been taking over my body everyday, how come she's never spoken to me before, I mean she must be able to right?"
"Yeah, in fact, just before she let you back out she asked if we explain all this to you so you won't be as shocked when she speaks to you later."
"Oh," Cherry then turned her head to look out the window, it was still pouring hard with rain and on top of that it was getting pretty dark. "I should be getting home, look how dark it's getting." She said pointing at the window.
"Yeah, I think we all should." Said Tea. So everyone walked into the passage and collected their umbrellas and coats and headed out the door. They all said their goodbyes as they split up in all directions to get home.
Meanwhile, a certain son of the pharaoh was legging it down the street in the pouring hard of rain, with a certain millennium item glinting in his hands, to hand over to a certain tomb robber.
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