Chapter 3- Awakening
A tall young man in platinum blond hair wearing Ray Ban sunglasses who was sitting next to Odiah raised his hand. "I'm amazed that the solution is down to international aid and not our own government finding their own feet. With tremendous respect, the UN could only declare help for this nation since three years ago. Promising Youths to have a voice, employment and reducing poverty. The Human Rights protects those who receive the documents. Could Social Justice be resolved if people who live in slumps receive no such documents? Let alone prevent their own misfortunes or help their neighbor for instance. Only intellects as such can contemplate what needs to be fixed but if one is stuck in a rut, then what is the use of the Human Rights. My point President and Vice President, is the solution seems very little and unrealistic. Waiting and discussing about the solutions your have already established but not pursuing the justice you hold fast to? The UNPD had offered us that solution and yet you are still discussing about democracy is not practiced enough in this nation. Socialism also offers equality, freedom from slavery and the rights to property in a different way. Anarchism, although a little extreme… also does offer liberty and a reform to the laws set. So who is to say Democracy is the only way. Could peace be attained by the full control of a government? I believe it can be if you looked at the ancient civilizations that have shared common had social hierarchy. It was a utopia for aristocrats, royalty but hell for slavery." The room fell silent. As the boy lazily held his pen to his mouth in contemplation of victory and pride, he had a smug look to him.
For a prolonging 5 minutes the panel was discussing the answers to an issue out of the agenda. This made Luanne frustrated. Jerk.
Luanne walked out of the stage and took the microphone from the desk where the political panel was.
"What are you doing?" Badru hissed at Luanne but she ignored him.
"I see that you have not come here to solve the riot situation but rather displaying a mistrust to the government of Egypt. The wisest way to solve your inquiry is to weigh the pros and cons of each political system and all of us have in our own spare time. That is why we have Political Parties to represent the diverse systems and we conduct elections. We are classified as democracy because the citizens have every right to vote, which coincides with the Human Rights. Including citizens who live in poverty." Luanne assertively said glaring at the obnoxious teenager.
"Well since the authorities cannot answer my inquiry, young lady… define war, revolution, riot in the most simplest way as possible." The boy leaned forward to the microphone now staring at Luanne.
"It is disobedience to any law or treaty. I guess you could say enmity against people who have their own voice or opinion against the jurisdiction or legislation. Ironically, it is still under the belief system of equality forming another version of equality system," Luanne realizing where this was going.
"Even if you civil rights, there still will be a form of slavery, a bondage is everyway. If you own your own property for example, you are still bound to the mortgage. You still need to work under an employer to serve the rights of the societies' stakeholders. So all in all it is an endless fight or flight of ladders in the society hierarchy. So if one brave leader for example decides to rule in one system under Human Rights, for instance one who unites the world revolts the current systems we have now." The boy casually implied.
"Sir I know what you mean, the same UN had granted the Socialists to legislate the 'Agenda 21' in Britain and Australia. It includes indoctrinating the people's religious beliefs, depopulating the world and deforming a family system for the individual's rights all for the sake of environmental sustainability. No law can be justified and if 'One World Government' could attain peace through various forms of systems then the world must be ready as it is a whole new hierarchy. And sir you have breached the rules of the hearing in disrespecting the authorities, I will ask you kindly to leave." Luanne said like the idea of a little public humiliation.
"So have you… you're intelligent but you're not an authority but merely affiliated with politics. Our discussion is nothing more than a forum rather than a public hearing. So in all due respect, both of us must be dismissed." He smirked allowing the security guards to escort him out.
Luanne puts down the microphone and retrieved her brief case and followed on, exiting the room into the lobby. To her surprise Odiah followed too. He wasn't about to greet her but the boy that she had spoken to recently, passes her. The boy wore semi formal attire: a plane white button up shirt with the sleeves folded halfway and a mauve tie, a black formal vest, along with sunglasses. One similarity would be both men were wearing gold jewelry, which was rare.
She turned around with her brief case letting her hair out and the fuzziness sprang back to life. Luanne turned to approach the exit but Odiah tapped her on the shoulders.
"Miss Khait, would you like to join us?" Luanne glanced at Odiah and then to the boy that seem unimpressed for a while but quickly switched to his smug look as he raised his eyebrow. With his arms crossed.
"Sure Odiah-"
"-What kind of an alias name is that…?" The boy muttered under his breath.
"What…?" Luanne was confused with befuddlement.
"I go by the real name of Odion Rishid Ishtar. May I formally invite you to assist our firm that we have been talking about?" Odion had his hand out to shake.
"Sure, well thankfully you did not present yourself with an identification fraud, my name is the same as last time." Luanne shook his hand.
"Shall we proceed?" Odion suggested. All three headed out.
"And what's you name?" Luanne asked the boy walking next to Odion.
"Why should I reveal my name if you haven't formally introduce yourself Miss Khait?" The boy walked over to her and halted Luanne in her path, in an intimating kind of way.
"Uh-Excuse me?" Luanne said with disgust and huffed. "Fine… Luanne Quibilah Issa Khait and I'm 15, I'm a junior New York Times Correspondent for Egypt and a current student of St Mekhael School. "
"In that case, lets see how well you can identify my real name." The boy pulled out his wallet. There were 6 identification cards with the same photos but different names and occupation. As Luanne analyzed each card for legitimacy, Namer Pili, Horemheb Soza, Amun Hamadi, Salih Kazemde, Tor Fenuku and Marik Ishtar.
"I'm tossing between this two. These are the only cards with legitimate fine prints." She held Tor Fenuku and Marik Ishtar written in Arabic.
"Now what does your intuition say…? Whisper it to my ear…" Luanne thought for a little longer… Ishtar, just like Odion's Surname. Chief Entrepreneur…
The boy bent over "You're Marik Ishtar aged 16, Chief Entrepreneur perhaps involving a secret society…"
He then secured her chin gently to look at him with his tanned fingers; with the other hand he pulled his sunglasses up to his head. Now revealing piercing cold lavender eyes and a smirk. "Bingo…"
"Oh man… ha-ha, it's way too funny. Like the illegal trafficking of something? If so, aren't you afraid of me reporting to the federal authority?" She lightly averted her head and he let go.
Marik shrugged, "If so what are you going to tell them? That you've met two boys in the public hearing claiming they are involved in an illegal trafficking of goods, after violation the policies of the hearing itself in front of the President and Vice President? Who will believe you, after the current turn of events because believe me, I could deny very convincingly you know nothing about us. Authorities will be against you with limited leads you have."
"Soooo, I'm not a threat?" Luanne squeaked. Both men shook their heads.
"Well…Mr. Chief Illegal Entrepreneur, what do you sell Duel Monsters cause that's the impression I have from both of you." Luanne reached her pocket. It was the cards Odion gave to her.
Marik glared at Odion not to say another word, as Odion was about to reply. "It's a give and take business." Marik interjected.
"Cause I love dueling! Are you two duelists?" Luanne swinging her briefcase gleefully made Marik annoyed. Marik grabbed her briefcase and passed it on to Odion and puts his arm around her shoulder walking her through a few steps.
"From politics to introductions, and then comes interrogation and fanaticism… tell you what, tonight me at the DM African Region Annual Ball for duelists like us at The Four Seasons Hotel, San Stefano. Here is my number, you might get lost. I'll add you to guest's list and Don't. Be. Late." Marik reached his pocket for the invitation a gold oculus symbol sealed on an envelope.
"I'll be leaving for Cairo by then." Luanne pushed it back but Marik shoved it to her hand.
"I'll pay for you're accommodation, we'll even send you to Cairo because we're heading there as well. You really want to stay Luanne, you do… for me my dear…" She saw a gold flash somewhere behind and now her mind had changed for no apparent reason; a new wave of thought subdued her willful ones.
"Sure, I'll stay… for one night for… you…" Luanne was lost.
"Let's get going then. Odion, the limousine." Odion called using his phone.
As the limousine arrived, the chauffeur opened the door and Luanne hopped in first then Marik. Odion went from the other side.
As they arrived, the at the hotel Luanne quickly called a mom to let them at least know that she won't be going back to Cairo until tomorrow.
"Hi mom, I'm staying a little longer with a few friends I met today" Luanne held her phone.
"Oh honey, that's fine just stay safe okay." Samara informed her daughter.
"It's a Duel Monsters thing, I want to just check it out for a while. So I'm at the Four Seasons Hotel if you were wondering. Haven't checked in yet but which accommodation do you recommend?"
"I'd go for the Sea-View One-Bedroom Suite as it's only for one night. It's spacious and comfortable enough."
"Thanks, have a safe trip back."
"Bye- bye darling, I love you."
"Bye-bye mommy, love you too!" Luanne hung up and checked in before Marik and Odion.
A middle-aged lady with the most vibrant smile smiled at Luanne and welcomed her.
"Welcome to Four Seasons Hotel, Alexandria. How can I help you?"
"One Sea-View Suite for one night." Luanne said finding her purse from her brief case.
"One night, level nineteen. Any baggage service with that?"
"No I brought nothing." Luanne snickered awkwardly.
"Uh… great, here's your key card. How will you be paying this time?"
Marik walked to the counter, "Credit Card, and add one Royal Suite for two," he told the lady at the counter.
"Isn't that really expensive?" Luanne shocked at the choice for their accommodation.
"Unless you want to share, I like my stay to be extravagant" Marik casually suggested.
"No it's fine…"
"It'll be ironic if she stayed in the Presidential Suite." Odion joked to Marik; Marik chuckled and paid for the arrangement.
"Ma'am, you are on level 17, and you gentlemen are on level 18. Thanks for checking in with us and I hope you enjoy your stay.
When Luanne was up in her room alone, she decided to call Odion of shopping. It was dark already but not late.
"Hi Odion, could I ask you for an awkward favor? To go shopping for later tonight and over night stay?"
"It is dangerous during nightfall, sure meet me at the lobby." Odion said quickly and hung up.
Luanne and Odion shopped a one-hour and decided to sit at a public bench. Luanne looked at Odion as though he was reminiscing then he stated to talk.
"Do you remember the things we've discussed before?" Odion said staring at the sky.
"I do and I was thinking how I suddenly changed my mind. Is it magic, the unknown force you were talking about? Marik has some kind of persuasive power over people?"
"Marik can access into minds of people and operate the thought process. One of seven Millennium items he possesses beguiles the human mind when he wishes. Even worse, sending ones soul to the Shadow Realm. In secret societies, one leader must be made known to practice such craft from ancient sorcery. It also means you need to pay extra attention to how you approach him. These things you may wish to discuss with him but with vigilance, he is not an easy person to make amends with." Luanne nodded and is now registering Odion's words of exemplary.
"Thanks Odion, that was helpful." Luanne sighed.
"As a leader, he would have wanted you to call him instead of me, so if I informed him, he would have blamed you or decide to toy with you. That's why we left quickly." Odion explained.
"At some point it will happen because I naturally don't please anyone." Luanne adjusted her position uncomfortably.
"Not only for his sake but for yours, make sure you do not cross him. Marik can manipulate and cause grief to anyone. As a brother, I also serve him as a servant." He pointed to his scars on his face. This is a ritual covenant made to seal my loyalty. I'll let him reveal the rest in time." Odion said as Luanne listened warily.
"You're an amazing brother to have, my older siblings don't even give a damn about me anymore. I'm only sixteen and I had to find my own feet. Anyway let's head back." Luanne suggested.
"Do you need to do anymore shopping?" Odion asked.
"Nope, everything is set." Luanne hopped out of bench as Odion helped gather her shopping bags.
As both came back from shopping, Marik was waiting at the lobby indignantly. "Odion, you left no word or note of your whereabouts and worse taking Luanne with you. You left me to find both of you around the hotel like a lost sheep!" Marik growled as he crossed his arms released in outraged.
"I'm very sorry Master Marik, it will never happen a-" Marik grabbed Odion by his collar.
"So you dare think for a minute that I'll let the issue slide you fool? Explain everything once we get to our room and pray tell that the truth does not come out differently from the Millennium Rod." Marik hissed, now showing his unwavering temper. He released Odion and looked at Luanne mistrustfully for a second and sighed.
"Go prepare yourself for tonight… and remember Luanne dear, don't be late, if you can help it." Marik said sternly.
"I still have my invitation with me so it's-"
"-Half Past Nine, any later you will be locked out." Marik glared at her.
"Got that, so um… yeah… see you…"
Both Marik and Odion departed while Luanne lagged all her shopping up the elevator and to her room. She dumped all her stuff on the couch and let herself fall on the bed where it's comfortable. If she wanted to leave now she would do it now but her mind went against that. Now she's not too sure… opening the silvery envelope with the gold oculus sticker, she pulled out the velvet mauve invitation. "This boy needs to be tested with his psychic ability, too kind at first but dangerous."
To: Unexpected Guest,
You are exclusively invited to the DM African Region Annual Ball hosted by I.R.H.G Inc. Meet us at the Four Seasons Hotel, Grand Hall 9:30pm to 2am 20th December…. All Guests must have formal attire; are permitted to purchase rare cards and participate in a small tournament.
Kind Regards,
MI Chief Entrepreneur of I.R.H.G Inc
A.N: This chapter was incomplete so I had to resubmit it to make a bigger picture. Marik's antics will slowly reveal..? I just think he might be a bit jealous of Odion for taking her out. IRHG inc... a company name of the rare hunters. Yes they are capable of running functions for the nation... Illegally! *evil laugh*
