Oh My God! I'm feeling awesome right about now you guys. These holidays have been good to me. I've already written up to ch9 for this fan fic and two more on Quetso's and Egypts war. I told my friends and they hate me cause I refuse to post them all at once.
Its ok, I'm saving them for times when I can't get around to writing another chapter or my plot bunny runs away again.
Oh well. I decided, due to all my fabulous reviewers and ppl adding me to their favourits and watch lists, to add another chapter, for your pleasure, EARLY!
Am I awesome or what. Ok, so here is
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I don't need saving. I'm just a slave.
Chapter 7 Where am I?
Italics are spoken in Egyptian
Italic bold is egyptian understood by a modern character.
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Previously...
Looking up at the High Priest he gave a weak smile "guess its worse than I thought" he said before collapsing to the ground in unconsciousness not hearing the cries of those around him.
Chapter 7: Fearsome games
The golden haired youth seemed to fall in slow motion to Seth. He reached out and caught him bringing him close to his chest. Joey groaned and his dead weight pulled Seth to his knees. The Priest looked up at the Pharaoh.
Atem nodded turning to the children from the arena "Mokuba. Go and fetch Isis, bring her to the guest room near to my own chambers." the raven haired boy nodded and ran away down the hall. "Serenity go to the Guild of the Cloth and bring back some bandages and Tristan take a message to Solomon to summon the Council then return to your post. You have done well." they both nodded and took off after Mokuba.
Ryou gripped Malik's hand tightly "Why didn't he feel that?"
Seth looked up at the albino boy a frown flitting across his face "I would like to know the answer to that myself."
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Seth sat beside the golden haired boy as Isis entered. "I checked him over thoroughly as you asked of me" she began as she untravelled a roll of papyrus "physically, he is drastically malnourished, 78% of his body is covered in wounds and whats worse is he has the beginnings of an irreversible slavers claim".
Seth closed his eyes as his heart throbbed. He turned his eyes to the small figure on the bed. In the absence of clothes he could now see the true extent of the boys suffering. Every bone stood out, their angles casting sharp shadows across his golden skin. A large bruise stretched from the centre of his back, up his side and across the majority of his stomach and chest. Long shallow cuts littered his body from his elbows, torso to his knees. Additionally deep cuts marred his left side, shin, his back and the right side of his chest. Manny of his wounds were becoming infected.
Seth sighed "Who could do this to someone so..?" he murmured. "I have the desire to kill that man for this. The funny thing is I've barely met this boy and I can't help but to want to... protect... him." Isis smiled.
"He has a dragon Ka. Am I right?" she asked receiving a nod in reply before Seth looked at her to continue. Her smile widened "yours is a dragon also. Correct?"
Seth frowned "Yes but thats another anomaly. Mine is a blue eyed white dragon, his is a red eyed black dragon. It makes no sense. If I should feel anything towards him it should be hate."
Isis shook her head gently. "Perhaps not" with that said she left the room.
Seth shook his head. "And I thought people called Bakura the mysterious one."
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Meanwhile
20th century Japan
Joey groaned and rolled onto his side. His body felt like it was on fire. Opening his eyes slowly, he expected to see the usual stone and mud-brick walls of his home. He blinked. His vision was filled with green. Shifting he noticed that the ground was moist and cold. Sitting up he looked down and saw grass. No sand was in sight. As he looked around he saw trees so thick that it would take many Joey's to reach around it to even touch hands. Flowers sprang up here and there and wooden seats were placed in the shade. Looking further into the distance he saw a wall of grey staves surrounding this ...garden?
"Where am I?" Joey looked around and saw two boys walking along the other side of the wall of grey staves. Quickly he jumped to his feet, though pain wracked his body, and ran towards them. "Excuse me! Hello?" he called but neither boy turned to look at him "Hay!" the boys kept walking. Growing frustrated he reached out between the staves to touch one by the shoulder. Joey closed his fingers around the boys shoulder and gasped as his fingers went straight through him. Crying out Joey stumbled back and looked at his hand. It seemed solid to him. Looking about in confusion he spotted a wooden bench nearby and sat down. He hung his head and closed his eyes and listened.
A crunching of leaves, the whisper of cloth against cloth, the clink of metal against metal. Looking up he saw a small boy running towards him. "Its Mokuba!"
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Mokuba slid to a halt and smiled "Katsuya!" he said panting a little. "where the hell did you disappear to? Yugi and I have been looking all over for you". The blond blinked and stared at the shorter ravenet.
"Menkenba,where am I?"the blond said. Mokuba frowned.
"Katsuya, whats with the gibberish?" the younger boy smiled "is this another joke?"
Joey shook his head "what do you mean gibberish? I'm speaking plain egyptian."
The blond stood and Mokuba tilted his head to the side "nice outfit?".
Joey sighed and looked at a new figure approaching them. "Seth?" he gasped and smiled slightly. Mokuba blinked and looked behind him. The young man stopped and frowned at the youngest.
"Mokuba, why are you talking to the Mutt?" the man sneered and Joey's smile fell.
Mokuba furrowed his brow in confusion "somethings not right here."
Joey nodded "I agree."
The man scowled "talking gibberish now are you mongrel?"
Joey flinched and sat back down. "Where am I?"
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Mokuba opened the door to a brightly coloured store and pulled the egyptian boy in behind him, Seto falling in behind. The blond whipped his head about trying to take in all the colours and patterns before Mokuba led him through another door and up a flight of stairs. They entered a bright cosy living room filled with a large group of boys, and an old man.
"Mokuba! Your here." a small boy called and approached them. "We found..." the boy trailed of as he stared at Joey.
The blond looked down at the Tri-haired boy and smiled "Yugi! Please tell me you understand me!" he said, voice pleading.
"Mokuba, who's this?" Yugi asked and Mokuba shook his head.
"your guess is as good as mine. I thought it was Katsuya but he's speaking gibberish and when Seto insulted him he didn't yell and stuff like Katsuya does."
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explanation time!
Joey is past Katsuya is present day.
Joey is astral projecting into the future 'for mysterious reasons'!