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i actually finished this...well hand wrote this back in march and i finally typed it and so here's ch 2 of Wrong Place, Wrong Time

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Ch. 2

About 3,000 years ago in Ancient Egypt...

The sun was setting signaling the end of the day. The dying sunlight painted the sky above with reds, blues, oranges, and many other colors, each affecting the Egyptians in many different ways. For the temple priests and devout ones, it was Ra sailing into the Afterlife. For the commoners, it was time to retire to bed. For the lovers no matter the class, it was a time of beauty before...let's not go there. But for one, however, it brought pain.

In the capital of Thebes stood the mighty palace of the Pharaoh, surrounded by the rest of the city. The palace was made of the finest sandstone and was always guarded by the soldiers. (an: it's the palace from the Millennium World Arc in Yu-Gi-Oh!) On one of the many balconies of the palace stood a lone figure. He was a member of the royal family by he was dressed. He wore a white sheti, golden armbands and leg bands, a white tunic, and a small crown with the Eye of Horus on top of his head. He was tan, was a little shorter than most, had sharp facial features, and narrow violet eyes. The one detail that stood out was his hair, a gravity-defying, star-shaped mess that was black with a red edge to it, and blond jagged bangs that not only framed his face but three shot up into the black part. He was Atem, the crown Prince of Egypt, and he was troubled. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair while watching the sun set as he thought back to what transpired earlier that day.

A few hours ago...

Atem was walking to the throne room to meet with his father, Pharaoh Aknamkonan about something of great importance. Atem couldn't comprehend how this matter was important other than it involved him and his brother. Oh? You didn't know the Crown Prince of Egypt had a brother did you? Well allow me to help with that. You see, about a year after Atem was born, his mother discovered she was pregnant with another child. Aknamkonan was exceptionally proud of her for bearing another one of his children. When Atem was one year old, she had reach her third trimester. (an: for those who don't know, it's the last 3 months of pregnancy, which makes Atem 1 year and 3 months older than his brother.) After three months, she boar her second son to Pharaoh Aknamkonan. However, she soon died, overwhelmed by the birth. Before she passed into the afterlife, she named her newborn son a name that many will remember for years to come, Baniti, who is currently running towards Atem.

SMACK

"Woah!" cried Atem as he fell to the ground in a face plant.

"Ow," said Baniti as he rubbed his head. He was tan just like everyone else in Egypt, and wore a similar outfit as Atem. He had purple eyes, black hair, and was taller than most of those in the palace, including Atem. He also had blue to violet bangs frame his face, narrow eyes (though not quite as narrow as Atem's), and high cheek bones. He looked up to see what or in this case who he ran into. His eyes widen. "Brother!" he exclaimed. "Are you ok? Anything broken?"

"Baniti."

"Did you split a nail?"

"Baniti!"

"Broke a tooth? Split an end?"

"Baniti, will you please-"

"Are deaf? Blind? Mu-"

"BANITI!" Atem yelled

"Yes?"

"Will you please shut up?" Atem shouted as he glared. "I'm fine. There's nothing wrong. Ok?"

"Ok," said Baniti as he reached down to help him up. Once Atem was up, Baniti started to dust him off.

"Baniti," Atem said with a hint of annoyance. "Please stop." Baniti stopped dusting. "You're a prince, not a servant," said Atem. "Also you don't have to keep calling me 'Brother'."

"Sorry Bro- I mean Atem," Baniti said. He looked down the hall towards the throne room. "What do you think he called us for?" he asked.

"I don't know," said Atem. "But whatever it is, it must be important."

"Shall we?" Baniti asked.

"Let's go," replied Atem.

They started walking down the hall to the throne room. As they walked, Atem couldn't help but think about his brother. 'Why does he act like that?' he thought. 'He knows he's royal blood, so why act like he's a servant.' Atem found his answer.

A man dressed in a cream colored cloak walked around the corner. He was old with his hair grey and wrinkles all over his face. His brown eyes stared coldly at Baniti as they walked by. Baniti lowered his head but glared back at him, something Atem wasn't blind to. Atem also swore he heard a low growl come from him. "Easy," he whispered. As soon as the man was out of sight, Baniti visually relaxed.

"I don't like him," Baniti said.

"I believe the feelings mutual for him too," said Atem. He looked at Baniti with concern. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," Baniti almost growled.

"Are you sure?"

Baniti took a deep breathe, and exhaled. He looked at his brother. "I'm fine," he said. He smiled.

"Ok," Atem said. He turned back to the throne room door way. 'At least he didn't start anything.' He thought.

The guards outside of the throne room knocked on the door as the two princes prepared themselves. "Announcing the Crown Prince and the Second Prince of Egypt!" called the guard. The double doors to the throne room opened.

Inside was a room lined with what appeared to be gold. The room was big enough to house about half of a football field. All over the walls were carving of the gods and important pharaohs in the past. Sitting in the golden throne in the back of the room was Pharaoh Aknamkanon himself. His face was similar to Atem's except for the wrinkles of age that were prominent on his face. His grey eyes looked at his two sons with pride and fear. Pride for how they've grown, fear for what is about to happen. "My sons," he said in a strong voice. "I have called you hear today to discuss the future with you."

"What sort of future, Father?" Atem asked.

Aknamokanon looked at his eldest. "I have called you in here to discuss marriage."

'WHAT?' thought both boys.

"M-marriage?" Baniti shakily asked. "Why?"

"Father," said Atem. "Why do you ask of us to speak of this now?"

"Because," said the Pharaoh. "two women from different countries have come to seek you in marriage and-"

"And you're just going to marry us off?" screamed Baniti.

"No," said Aknamokanon. "I am going to let you judge them for yourselves." He smiled at them. "If you deem them well enough, you will marry them. If not-"

"We may be at war," finished Atem. "But that still doesn't mean we have to marry them."

"No it doesn't" said Aknamkanon. "However, they have stated they are good women and will take care of you." He looked at them seeing anger in Atem, and Baniti shaking in rage. "The choice is up to you. You may go now."

Afterwards Baniti disappeared to whenever he goes when the sun starts to set, and Atem confined himself to his room. As he stood at his balcany, he thought back to what his father said, and prayed that they will make the correct decision.

Baniti paced in his confinement area, a plce he's been in since the accident. His thoughts were jumbled since he learned what his father had planned. 'Brother and I are to marry two different women for the good of Egypt,' he thought. 'But.' He paused as he looked up at the ceiling, to where the sun was setting behind the stone. 'But,' he thought. 'what of our happiness? What of brother's freedom? What of...me?' He soon looked down at his hand as his nails began to turn black. "I...I wish," he whispered.

"No...I pray...that whoever she is or whoever I meet does not treat me as a Prince nor as a monster...but...as...me."

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