Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Millennia Sands ❯ C. In the Beginning... ( Chapter 3 )

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C. IN THE BEGINNING...

"Before you begin this... tale... may we take it to one of the tents set up above?" Arthur asked sincerly, shocking his two associates, as Shadi nodded.

"Whatever you wish." he replied with a bow. It was after that they led him towards the enterance, now exit, of the tomb. "But, my words still stand. No other shall disturb this tomb without my permission."

"Of course, Shadi." Kage replied as they walked past shivering and praying workers and towards one of the tents.

"You all shall make sure none enter." Shadi told them coldly as many agreed and went to stand, or sit, guard at the orders of the scary man with blue eyes.

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Shadi took five minutes to browse the makeshift dwelling, after marvelling at the changing sky he had so long ago forgotten during his time of solitude. The three old men had already set out to get themselvfes situated for the rather lengthy tale he was about to share with them, only after he could stop staring at a picture in a simple frame. The picture had three young ones in it, all three of which he remembered.

A tall brunette with ice blue eyes wearing a long coat was smiling as a girl with long tri-colored hair and rather happy violet eyes had her arms thrown around his neck as he held her, trying to stop her from falling he guessed. The third was the dark haired boy that was considerably younger then the rest as he was pulling on the girl’s hair. "Nepha..." he whispered, touching the familiar image of his dead granddaughter as a few tears could be seen in his eyes.

"I see you found the picture of my graddaughter and her oldest friend." Solomon stated as Shadi looked up at the gray haired man. "My granddaughter Yugi Motou and her close friend Seto Kaiba and his younger brother Mokuba Kaiba." he stated as the turbaned egyptian sighed.

"So alike, you and I." he muttered, sitting the picture down and facing the other two. "Then let us begin then."

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In the East, Amazon Clans battled against unknown forces... to this day I still can’t recall what the war was about or against or even where. My wife’s sister summoned her to send her few best to aide them, then again she more likely blackmailed my darling wife with guilt. She sent two, because of the growing threat the Desert Amazons were facing and they needed the others.

Nepha Yugi, one of the strongest fighters and one of the best healers, volunteered to go and aide their clan sisters. With her was a man named Amon Malik, her close friend and blood brother of sorts. They left on the journey just as many other events were unraveling... such as the High Preist discovering where his lost siblings were, but that is not relevent to anything I have written down... that happened before my records...

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"Gods be damned orders!" raged a man with tri-colored hair that was spiked in a crown around his head as a golden crown with the Eye of Ra on it was visable circling his forehead. This man is the Pharaoh of Khemet, Pharaoh Yami, the man said to be a God among his people sent to guide them in their ways and to protect them. "Not a chance of rest without some advisor telling me to marry and produce an heir, what do they want me to do? Wipe the dust from my harem and never leave my chambers?" he snarled as his high guard, Marik, watched from the door of the throne room.

"Pardon me saying, your highness, but you have a better chance at dying then producing an heir with them." he replied with a shiver of fear. He seen some of the women that the Advisors had put into that off limits place on the other side of the palace, and his oath at the beginning when he first seen them still stood.

That oath was that if an royal heir was ever produced from them, he’d become a eunch in the Eastern Courts.

Marik stood nearly six foot tall, well built and well marked for his standing as guard and army commander. His unusal platinum gold hair was in wild spikes about his head as light violet eyes betrayed his hostility to most people. No one crossed him unless they had to and even then they were careful where they stepped. Most visiting kingdoms Queens and Princesses usually flirted or tried to lure him away, but they never could.

"Your highness!" a voice screeched as both flinched.

"I need a day away from these troubles, nagging annoyances, and... distractions." he stated, standing up and signaling his guard to follow him as he retreated towards the gardens where one of the Priests would more likely be enjoying the afternoon.

They disappeared through a secret passage just as a woman with blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair came charging in. She wasn’t praticularly attractive, nor seductive in any way possible... unless you were in prison for most of your life. Her revealing clothes didn’t help the eye much, until you tried to go blind because of her.

This woman is Anzu, part of the Pharaoh’s Harem and one of the most annoying women in all of Khemet. She was also one of the most obessive or presistent to get what she wanted at all costs.

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The High Priest, Seto, was in the gardens reading a letter from his newly found sister in the gardens where none entered because they were the private place of the Pharaoh and usually a few others. Only the servants usually entered, but they had orders and reason to.

The Priest stood taller then all with cold blue eyes and chocolate brown hair. Most women fell to pieces around him, or fell to pieces due to his arctic glare. He was very anti-social and hated to be messed around with, but enjoyed the games and challenges. "Seto!" a voice barked as he turned to face the Pharaoh and his guard. He smirked, knowing full well what this meant.

"So our dear Anzu has escaped her holding pen yet again?" he asked as Yami glared at his old friend. "Or is it more?"

"It is more." Yami growled as Marik rolled his eyes. Why did he have to be present for this? "Nagging advisors, annoying wenches, the damned theif Kourage, and---"

"Sounds like someone is frustrated in more ways then one." the Priest stated with knowledge of the double meaning that went with his words as Marik blinked in surprise, wishing he could now escape. "What do you want me to do? Your the Pharaoh."

"Let us go with you on your visit to your sister." Yami stated, ignoring his baiting comment, as he remembered the favor asked of him nearly a week before for a small leave of absence to do so. "Get away for sometime before taking on the challenges that accompany the troublesome company I have no other choice to keep."

"As you wish." Seto stated with a bow. "We leave tomorrow morning then."

‘Oh no, that means I get to see my darling sister too. Why has Ra damned me today?’ Marik mused as he followed the Pharaoh from the gardens. He knew that this was the beginning to one terrible week and it had only started.

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