Atemus' chocolate brown eyes changed from anxious to petrified, his palms were as sweat drenched as the huge oceans surrounding his home, his mouth as dry as the deserts mighty sands.
He was standing in front of a beastly dragon like creature, its eyes looked like they were from the devil itself, red in all, fire was streaming into it's eyes and directing it's attention to the very helpless and shocked Atemu.
It's body was scaled up and downwards with scales of fire like qualities, it was like that all around except for the pointed spikes on its back and part cut off tail (that was still quite long, at least a few meters from Atemus' eyes.) that was ripped off probably by the beast itself out of boredom from not getting a meal or people to torture, and Atemu was the perfect human to torture.
Then it bared it huge fangs, millions of jagged knives were revealed to Atemus' brown eyes, that scared Atemu more than anything else in his entire life, even when he was in the Shadow Realm.
A tongue the size of a lions' tail was wagging left and right rapidly, as if trying to aim at Atemu to grab him and eat him whole in a split second.
He could see that the tongue was quite rough and sandy, like a cats tongue, but much fiercer.
Atemu was paralyzed by the beast not only mentally, but physically as well like never before.
It was like the button on his life was on pause, like in a video game, where his mind was idly walking around as a person would to get a drink or some frivolous snack to munch on and come back.
He had never felt like this before, this was a different kind of fear then for his friends, it was peril fear.
The monsters red eyes were like toxic as they gazed into Atemus' fearful brown ones, inserting poison like a black widow spider into its mate, making Atemu have a paralysis like feeling from his head to his toes, he was numb all over, like he could not control his own body anymore.
The huge metal like claws were coming to Atemu, faster and faster, but Atemu couldn't move, his body was simply not letting him, he was just gaping at the beast like a dull brained idiot.
The claw was coming closer and closer, like the mighty talons of a eagle swiping at a weak, pitiful mouse.
It wasn't until a high pitch scream sounded from the east door caught Atemus' ear he jolted from his spot in a millisecond of time, dust was flying everyone he could see as a result from the impact.
Just before the claw came down, leaving a rather deep dent to the doorway of the place, a dent that would most likely have killed Atemu, either that or it would have left a rather nice hole in his rib cage. (luckily it didn't though)
Atemu looked at the other door, it had been burned and was barely standing, but that was where the sound was coming from, and that was where Atemu had to go, no matter who was there, I guess that hero reflex was coming back, Atemu couldn't fight it this time, like his body was being controlled by a courageous beast that hungered for adventure forever.
He had to save that person, even if it was Devi-l, he couldn't stand to hear someone else's pain.
I guess no one changes that much, even if they had changed into a total different person.
Even when the child grows into a adult, they can choose to stay a kid all there life, as many though, they change there life to be a boring adult in this world.
Though one in a million stays a child for all there life, really maturity to them sounds dull, and why change yourself?
Besides, isn't life more fun with being able to make stupid faces and to be able to play video games all day then being able to do paperwork in a cramped office like most adults do?
Forgive me, I have gone off topic, please just continue reading this tale and not dwell too much on what I have said.
The devil like dragons tail was wagging around violently, smashing displays and walls as it did so.
Atemu hopped out of the way of a tail smash as dust started to fly as the result.
Atemu avoided any eye contact with the monstrous creature, he did not want to have that paralyzed feeling again.
For it was a horrible feeling.
Thump!
Atemu threw all his weight on the half standing door, causing it to crash under pressure, and also causing Atemu to fall through the weak opening in the wall.
Atemus' shoulder throbbed in pain as he had landed on ground with his shoulder as a support.
Dust fluttered around as Atemu walked on the barely stable ground, his eyes were scanning the room for someone, something, anything to help him.
Not to mention the person who had belonged to the scream he had heard.
Suddenly he saw who it was he was looking for.
There was Angel, tied up to the wall, her it looked like she was being tortured as her screams were loud and frightened, but that was probably because of the blindfold she had on her head, common fact that Angel was extremely afraid of the dark.(something Atemu had to get used to: a flash light on every night.)
Atemu was trying to run to his friend, but then the world into a shade of grey, time had stopped.
Atemu gasped to himself, he clasped his hand into itself, he could move, yet time was somehow grey.
Atemu turned his head to Angel, her face was frozen in time as well and her body, the time seal had affected her instead of Atemu, which was quite odd.(even though Atemu should have been used to this stuff, but he never had gotten used to all these odd things that happened to him)
Atemu was lost for words, and almost for breath as he looked at the monster with amazement, it looked like a duel monster.
Only this was certainly not a hologram, that was the one thing Atemu knew at that moment, it was just too real to be technology made, though with the paradox of technology we have today he wouldn't have been surprised.
But just the look of it made it just too believable to be fake.
It was stopped in the time seal as well, it's teeth were bared in such a way, Atemu got slightly lost for breath again while looking at the eye tooth.
It was like a deep sword dug into its mouth, but this had a small coding of dirt from biting into the ground.
Atemu was staring into the cruel, cold eyes of the beast, it showed no human emotion, it only showed a fury of rage greater to any human extent.
It was just a beast in one of those old movies, it just wanted to destroy and nothing else in the world.
And that scared Atemu.
Even though the universe was cold and grey, somehow Atemu felt like apart of him liked being the only one in movement of the stalemated world.
Atemu was so enthralled in the monsters fangs and tail that he didn't hear the soft pitter-patter of foot steps coming behind him slowly and ever so quietly.
Atemu jumped up as a delicate, almost dreamlike voice spoke behind him in a perfect matter that sent chills up Atemus' spine ever so quickly.
"I see you are one of the royal family"
Atemu turned around and gazed a girl that looked about ten at the most, but spoke with great wisdom.
She was like an angel as she spoke, so proper, so exact with her wording, Atemu was amazed at the confidence of the girl, there was no stuttering to the tone of her voice, as if she was in a play and memorized her lines with perfection.
The girl had purplish-grey eyes that seemed to have melancholy to them, but her pupils were dead on Atemus' like a bird of prey, that enthralled Atemu as well, the colour of her eyes were so beautiful, so whole, and yet so empty.
Her hair was stomach length and was braided in gold wire.
The colour was a beautiful grey and teal colour, like a sea of monotone colours that flowed ever so gently to her body at the end of the braid.
She was in an violet robe with gold trimmings in patterns of Egyptian eyes (similar to the ones on his old puzzle) around its rim.
She was clearly quite beautiful, and didn't need to work on her looks as it seemed all natural to her.
Atemu calmed down and replied to the girl in his ever so cliché hero voice that he could never stop talking in.
"What does that have to do with this time stop?"
The girls' expression was calm and almost robotic as Atemu asked her.
She replied in a monotone as Atemu changed his position to a standing one ever so slowly and cautiously.
Atemu didn't know what it was, but for some reason he felt uneasy around the girl, like the feeling he had with Devi-l, only for a different reason.
Perhaps it was because of the chilling way she spoke, or perhaps it was because of her perfect eye contact.
But he just couldn't put his finger on what somehow made him uneasy.
"Only ones of the royal family can enter this space, it is like an dark space, while time goes on, we stay here in this melodic state."
Atemu looked at the monster and then looked back at the girl, who walked ever so slowly to an opened window and, to Atemus' amazement, pushed at the wall in almost mime, it was like an invisible wall was in its' place instead of a actual wall.
It quite amazing actually to see, it looked odd, but fascinating and different then anything else he had seen.
The girl continued while Atemu had his mouth open firmly at the invisible wall in amazement.
"This wall is the barrier of the area, sadly these areas will fall and life will continue for the both of us, so I do not have much time."
She turned back to Atemu and fiddled with her braids slightly as she waited for Atemu to stop pondering at the wall.
But Atemu had to try it the miming himself, it was just too fascinating to not try out for himself.
Atemu walked up to the window and pressed the outside of the window with his hand and gasped.
It was like an electric shock when his hand touched the barriers end, Atemu quickly brought his hand back in and looked back at the girl.
He asked with curiosity as he locked his eyes on the girls as if they were in a tango or some other dance that needed such eye contact.
"Why can only the royal family come in here, and how where these spaces created?"
The girl shook her head and stopped fiddling with her braids as she pushed a hair aside flawlessly.
She was moving rarely, but whatever moves she did to were perfect, they were played out flawlessly and with amazing grace.
"I do not know why or how these spaces are created, but for some reason the royal family made these spaces for a similar use as duel monsters."
Atemu nodded as kept his eyes on the girl, instead of the invisible (but very real and very odd) wall.
He could see how games were played here instead of palaces, it would have been safer and better then with other people who the monsters could harm as well, which was all Atemu had seen before this.
The girl looked at the rendering of Angel, her face was screaming in pain as time stood still.
The braided girl looked back at Atemu in curiosity, as if trying to hide something with games of speech, but Atemu did not catch onto this game as fast as he should have, I guess he was just still thinking about the space.
She spoke in her acting monotone to the brown eyed man.
"Ah, someone from this time I see? But you're a royal, are you not? Why are you befriending mortals of no quite importance of this era when you are of such a high stature of your land?"
Atemu was taken aback as the girl basically just figured out his past in a matter of minutes, though it was quite obvious if you thought over the situation in full, not in clunks of memory as Atemu was thinking.
Atemu gulped as he responded in a tone similar to his fathers' when he was talking to many other royals in meetings of the Egyptian time that he had heard ever so many times when he spied on him, though he was not perfect in speaking in this tone, he could do a fair impression of it.
"I feel a need of this time, this girl needs me as do I need her."
The girl chuckled as she felt Angels' neck with her left hand ever so slightly as in amusement.
Atemus' body flinched as the girls eyes pin pointed his strongly, she smiled a very small and shallow grin and replied with that voice yet again.
Though this was more of a entertaining tone.
"Ah, young love do I see blooming? But isn't she just a little too young for you?"
For a moments time Atemu couldn't keep his face from turning a deep beet like red such as a child would avert to in embarrassment, he didn't mean that they needed each other in that way!
But he soon turned his skin back to its original state, something that most men would not be able to do so fast.
The girl had already went back to her expressionless state as Atemu was starting it revert back to his usual face, a half frown (even when he was not sad, his mouth always seemed to avert back to a semi frown when relaxed, which was normal with most people, so no one generally questioned him for being sad when having his relaxed face on.) with an effortless eye glare at whoever he was talking to.
Atemu straightened his body and shook his head very firmly, almost enough to make himself dizzy, as if to shake off the embarrassment once and for all, but this was just a mental idea, not a physical one.
"You are reading this page the wrong way, as I do not feel romantically about her, nor does she about me."
The girl nodded ever so slowly and flicked a braid back, hitting her mid stomach with a hunk of hair, the impact looked and sounded like the braid hit pretty hard against her stomach, so Atemu assumed that the braids must have been made of a nice gold or very heavy (but nice) metal.
Atemu was fiddling with his hands as much as if they were little puppets in a Broadway musical.
But he put his hands behind his back as soon as he realised this, hands can express a lot in people.
Aye, they can.
It's quite funny that a hand gesture can as easily turn a conversation as a sentence or phrase.
They can show emotions as a face can, perhaps even better if you are an adept at this skilful way of using emotions or if you are a mute of some sort.
You can point to someone, you can gesture your hand to your mouth as to silence someone, you can even harm someone with them, they are your tools at which you are the craftsmen.
Funny how you can say a thousand words in something that doesn't speak a single word, the irony in that is just so odd, incredibly odd.
But I shall let you take control of this odd, insightful thought while we dive back into the story.
The girls' eyes were like a lion hunting it's prey as she said the next sentence with the ease of a old professional actor.
"I fathom perfectly well the situation, thank you.
But I shall ask you, since you most obviously are a royal, what position were you those many years ago?"
Atemu didn't know it, but the girl was prying information from him very easily and with a almost effortlessness.
But with the girls small shape and size (she was a little smaller than Angel, who was average for her age), who would or could blame Atemu for his actions?
Anyone who would have seen the girl would have thought she was a innocent girl playing make believe or some other fantasy like game.
But she was very intelligent, almost too intelligent for his tender years of age, almost like Devi-l and his short stature and mature efforts.
Only this girl was playing the game better, much better.
Atemu straightened up again as if just to have some movement while he replied to the young girl.
"Aye, I would be the king if I returned."
The girl quickly nodded, a nod which, if Atemu had not gotten used to a typical teenagers response to questions. (like Yugis' when he was trying to study for a test and his Yami was asking one to many questions about the efforts of diving a whole number on a crossed number, a lesson he never learnt in his time, he was too busy trying to memorize the kings names.)
The girl hummed and hoed for a moments time, as if to just intimidate Atemu with any method she could think of.
Though Atemu felt that he didn't have to be intimidated by but a mere child, he was, of course, a royal pharaoh in his old time, so what did he have to be afraid of?
The girl gave up on intimidating the past pharaoh, but she had already unnerved him, so that was enough to her eyes.
"Oh I see, you are the future pharaoh? I have heard rumours about your leaving the throne, leaving your kingdom in ruins. but I never believed them until you just winningly gave me this information."
Atemu jolted up and questioned quite angrily, even though Atemu had changed a lot, he still couldn't control his temper
Like if you owned a lion, he could be your best friend, but you could never trust its' temper 100%.
"I did not abandon my kingdom! I was unneeded in that time, so fate brought me here"
The girl stopped her smart aleck like tone and spoke in a questioning tone, but unlike Atemu, her voice was very controlled when questioning him, I guess temper control isn't for everyone.
"Is it really fate, or is it you?"
Atemu thought at these words from all angles, but he had already understood them the moment the girl spoke them.
Was it fate that lead him back, or did he fight fate back?
Atemu never had thought if fate had a different path for him before, he just always thought there was a meaning for something and left it at that.
The girl grasped Atemus' had to his surprise and lead him though what seemed like another portal to another time warped space.
Atemu retracted his hand back like a flinching animal as the girl and him were in a room that seemed to be filled with nothing but a teal-grey colour around them, as if it was a blank slate of the world Atemu knew today.
Atemu looked at the girl with a penetrating gaze of the eye, as if explaining his confusion through eye contact.
The girl had a blank stair like a android in some Sci-Fi manga and explained to the confused man.
"This is the inner workings of the sole, but this is one of the blank rooms, this a reality room, whatever I wish will come to me."
Atemu nodded, looking at the endless sweep of the room, it was like a ocean of possibilities.
Atemu questioned the girl in a tone as if he knew the answer to the question he was about to ask, but still asked in curiosity.
"So these the inner workings of your sole?"
The android like face nodded, keeping her body looser then her blank expression, as if she was acting in some play and was dealing with stage fright.
Atemu brushed a loose hair from his face as merely a action to fill the awkward silence between the two.
Suddenly the girl was holding a mages like staff in her left hand, it was engraved with crescent moons on it and was a grey colour with a odd marking for its top.
Suddenly the girl was doing mage like movements like you would see in some manga or story book, but never in real life.
Though Atemu wasn't at least half as shocked as any normal human would be, with what he had gone through before this, why would he be shocked at this.
Sparks of black and deep blue started flying as she span around in some strange dance like movement.
She started mumbling some ancient language as she span the staff around again and again in various paths around her body.
Her body, or more her robe, started to shine brightly as it digitized and her robe became a shadowy short top and short skirt, covered with a long like fabric that made her look like a dark mage of some sort.
Then the area surrounded them started to turn into a different colour, the teal and grey landscape turned into a Egyptian palace.
Exactly like his old home, no, it was his old home.
The home he had loved, but the home he also hated, Atemu felt mixed emotions as he saw his old father commanding troops.
The girl whispered into Atemus' ear so softly, he could barely detect the sound coming to his ear drums through to his brain.
"this is the past, this is what happened when you rejected coming back here."
And with that, the mage dressed girl disappeared, leaving Atemu to watch the past play out like some T.V. show.
He gulped and was frankly, quite afraid to see what happened after he rejected leaving his current time.
"Pharaoh! Great one! The walls are coming down"
One of the troop men yelled to his pharaoh, everyone was running away, the kingdom was on fire.
Solders were running left and right, defending the kingdom, or destroying it, it was pure insanity.
Torches were flaming , children and men were running, guards were protecting there land best they could.
The pharaoh, Atemus' father was giving orders like there was no tomorrow, and there was a high risk that there wouldn't be.
Atemu jumped in fear as he saw all the faces, all the people, running through him, but then he had to remind himself that this was the past, and he was merely watching it as if it was a movie.
It felt strange, having people run through him in rushes, Atemu didn't really feel anything, but it just looked weird.
Atemu ran into the royals house memory, statues were falling over, flames were engulfing areas as fast as time itself.
He saw his father, and almost flinched at the sight of him.
His eyes were straining on others, trying to control his mind and his people.
This was his father, Akhenamkhanen, pharaoh of Egypt, the pillar of his community, and that pillar was falling down pitifully.
Atemu flinched at the sight of his father, they were never really quite that close, as his father treated Atemu more like a slave then a son.
He found it hard, even as a memory, to look him straight in the eyes without quickly turning his head in the other direction.
Atemu enthralled himself back into the book of a memory.
Akhenamkhanen pointed his hand at a Egyptian duel monster card and mumbled a odd chant.
Suddenly, the monster that Atemu had seen in his own time trying to destroy him was coming out of the ground, fangs in all it was trashing it's tail.
Akhenamkhanen turned his head and ordered to his men firmly, keeping the monster just barely in his control.
"Run, save the children and men of the village! Be quick, I will try to keep the invader's away for as long as I can"
Atemu retreated a step when the monster took a step, while the old pharaoh counter moved with pushing his arm with the other as to try to keep the monster from destroying his own men.
Atemu knew what was going to happen, his father was old, and he could simply not control the beast for long.
But even though Atemu was in shock of seeing the beast, seeing his home in ruins, he was also in shock for another reason.
He never saw his father doing such a heroic and selfless deed, at that moment Atemu realised that his father was a hero.
The men nodded and retreated from the step the mighty demonic beast had taken to save the people of the town.
Akhenamkhanen forced his hand out and mumbled yet again in the ancient language, making the beast attack the evil men attacking the land he ruled.
The half scared, half excited would be pharaoh watched the monster attack the invaders, it was, for lack of a better word, scary
It was scary to see the people thrown ruthlessly by the beast.
It was scary to see the beast bare its fangs.
It was scary to see his father in such as position.
Atemu heard one murmur of his father as the memory faded.
"Please Ra, save us."
Akhenamkhanen murmured as his last words and went back to trying to control the demonic beast.
The memory faded back to the teal and grey sky.
Atemus' legs gave in, his knees firmly his the ground, but Atemu didn't bother to flinch in such trivial pain.
He panted as hard as if he was the one who controlled the mighty beast himself and told it to attack the evil men.
Why, why did this happen?!
Why didn't he go back when the odds when were against him staying?
Why was he so selfish?
Atemus' thoughts were running as the mage like girl came back, robes in all she said in a compassionate tone of voice.
"I see you saw the past"
Atemu, who was fighting back tears of sorrow, nodded in defeat and curiously (and very bluntly, he had forgotten to speak in riddles of old this time around) asked the girl with the staff.
"What happened afterwards?"
The girl recited the facts as if she had memorized them, she obviously knew Atemu was going to ask.
"Akhenamkhanen failed under the pressure of the beast, and his land wasn't able to remake itself with no leader."
Atemu sighed, he knew the result before she told him, but he had just a glimmer of hope left that she just destroyed unintentionally.
There was yet another stand still between the two, Atemu got back up from the floor without a bit of mumbling or sound.
While the mage like girl simply waited for Atemu to start up conversation, as she just responded to his question.
Atemu rubbed his temples and tried to regain composure as best as he could in the situation.
The young man replied to the female standing in front of him without flinching in the slightest manner, Atemu regained control of his body.
"I see, but may I ask something…"
The girl nodded, fiddling with something on her dress as a human would do in boredom of some sort.
Atemu continue his sentence.
"Well it is actually two questions, first of all: what is your name and second of all: how did you change your bodies outer look(as he was meaning her clothes) with such ease?"
The girl pulled a stray hair away from her face yet again and responded in the same monotone.
"My name is Moonsunu, and my ability to change my outfit is from my clan."
Atemu nodded at Moonsunu while trying to remember if there was a clan that did mage work and changed there outfits for such occasions.
Moonsunu changed the universe back to the closed grey like space with ease, still keeping her mage outfit on.
She started to head to the door, or what was left of the door from the beasts destructions, but before she left she said these words.
"Atemu, pharaoh, heed my words. It is not to late to go back and right the wrong you have done."
And with that, the Moonsunus' mage like robes that flowed on her outfit turned and walked away from the grey like space.
Leaving Atemu alone yet again to ponder on the situation, but this time, she didn't come back.