Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Angel from Above ❯ Attack ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Look, 2 Chapters in a row XD

Disclaimer: See Chapter I for the standard disclaimer.

Underline: Speech in Japanese

Cloud stifled a groan by biting his tongue lightly, opening his eyes slightly and turning away from the blinding sunlight coming through the floor length window. “Kuso…” He hissed, sitting up slightly. The light linen sheet fell from his body, leaving only the sight of his bandaged upper torso and abdomen. Furrowing his brows, he tried to remember where he was, only drawing bright, calming light and Aerith and Zack’s voices drifting over him. Before that, was Yazoo and Loz, and a gunshot and several elemental attacks tearing through his body. Mostly elemental, anyway. Looking around, he located his clothes, standing up and pulling on his pants and vest, forgoing his shoulder guard and extra belts because of the intense heat.

Just as he began pulling on his boots, the door burst open revealing two men having a heated argument. Cloud felt himself stare openly at the oddly dressed men. One wore a robe of white with golden accessories and a white headdress, the other, taller man wore a pale undergarment covering his legs under his own blue robe and golden accessories.

“You’re awake.” The one in pale robes stated.

“Thank you, Maha’ado, for stating the obvious.” Seth grumbled, glaring at the other man.

Cloud glanced between the two worriedly. “Er…?” His confused look caught Seth’s eye.

Seth paused in his argument with Maha’ado, watching the stranger. “What is your name, stranger?”

Cloud merely blinked, unable to make heads or tails of the strange language being thrown at him. “I’m not sure what you’re saying…”

Seth sighed. “Ra, he doesn’t even know what we’re saying.”

“How do you know? You cant understand his weird language.”

“I can tell by the horribly stupid look on his face and the fact that his voice posed a question.”

Maha’ado huffed indignantly, folding his arm over his chest as Isis walked in, smiling slightly

“Good, now lets try this again. What is your name?” At the stranger’s raised eyebrow, Seth rubbed the bridge of his nose slightly. “You know what a name is?”

Isis placed her hand on Seth’s arm, before moving closer to Cloud, pointing to himself “Isis. My name is Isis.” She pointed at him. “Your name is…?”

Dawning came to Clouds mind, and he was almost ready to smack himself in the forehead ‘oh, that’s what the ‘m’ sound meant.’ He thought to himself, blushing slightly “Cloud. Ore wa name Cloud desu.” He said, making sure his name was the most pronounced of the sentence, pretty sure they weren’t able to understand him either. ‘Where the hell am I?’ He wondered, looking around slightly, before seeing his swords propped against the nearby wall.

Seth followed his eyes to the swords, and raised an eyebrow when the man visibly relaxed. “His name is Cloud?” The word sounded strange on his tongue, but the stranger looked at him when he said the word.

Isis smiled, pointing to Seth and Maha’ado in turn. “Seth, and Maha’ado.”

Cloud nodded, repeating all three names in his head. Their accent was different, and despite his world travels he had never passed people who had spoke this language.

“Maha’ado, go tell Pharaoh that his guest is awake…”

“Pharaoh’s indisposed.”

Seth turned to the door slightly, nodding his head at the elderly white-haired man in the door. “Priest Akunadin. What do you mean he’s indisposed?”

“There was another attack, this time they took Heliopolis. Pharaoh has to plan a counter attack before they push us into the ocean.” Akunadin looked at cloud from under his hood, and cloud felt his stomach tense, as if he was being stared down by an enemy. “Pharaoh left the orders to entertain his guest, but he will probably need us very soon.”

Seth nodded, watching as the stranger’s pupil’s turned into slits at the sight of his father, and only visibly relaxed after the older priest left the room.

After the man left and the other three began talking amongst himself he glanced at his swords. “Will I be allowed to train?” The three stopped talking momentarily, Maha’ado staring at him as if he had sprouted three heads. “Training?” He said hopefully, making a swinging motion with his hand.

“Do you…?” Maha’ado began, glancing at Seth, not having a clue as to what the foreigner was trying to say.

“If I did do you really think I’d still be standing here?” Seth snapped back.

“You blind dolts, he wants to have a fight!” Karim said as he burst into the room. “You might want to go help Pharaoh, the Councilmen are being particularly uncooperative today. I‘ll keep the stranger entertained.”

Seth glanced at Cloud, who’s eyebrows were pinched together in confusion and slight apprehension, as if they might have misinterpreted. “Are you sure…?”

“Shall we fight?” Karim directed at Cloud, flexing his muscles and rubbing his knuckles with a smile on his face. Cloud’s small smirk gave them their answer.

“Fine, we‘ll leave him to you.” Seth said, nodding at the other two now that their problem of what-to-do-with-Cloud was solved. Isis nodded and gave Cloud a passing smile as they left, Cloud smiling back.

“Well, grab those,” Karim said, pointing at the swords, making sure cloud knew what he was pointing at, “and come on.” The larger man waved Cloud over.

Cloud nodded, grabbing the main sword and the second sword, checking the second one to make sure the part of the blade that curled around his hand wasn’t damaged, before nodding and following Karim. There was no need for him to drag around all 6 swords and their holster in this heat when there were no major battles. ‘None yet.’ Cloud thought, vaguely remembering Arieth’s voice after he had lost consciousness. As much as she meant to him, if he saw her that meant he needed to do something or she was saving his ass, again.

“What is your name?” Karim asked idly, glancing over his shoulder as they descended a set of stairs not far from Cloud’s room.

“Cloud.” He replied, looking at all the stone walls and statues. Etched in the walls were weird symbols he guessed was writing, and hanging from places were fabrics and gold.

“I am Karim.” The larger man informed. He had been surprised that the small man had been able to lift the swords as if they weighed nothing, when Karim knew they were almost 6 feet of solid metal each.

“Karim.” Cloud said aloud, nodding to him self. At the bottom of the stairs were many painted rings for warriors in the shade of the floor above, and already there were about 7 or 8 groups fighting; some arm-to-arm, and some with weapons. The wall to their left opened into a courtyard, where archers were practicing aim with bows and some even with throwing knives. Then there was a dark door at the other side of the room. Cloud felt a chill even at this distance, and he could see etched into the stone doors were people shrieking in pain, giving the impression of a torture chamber.

“Come on!” Karim said happily, stepping into an empty ring. As soon as Cloud stepped in a crowd started gathering, wanting to see who Karim would beat into a pulp this time.

“Oi! Go easy on him Karim! If he’s Pharaoh‘s guest we don‘t want to hurt him too much!” one soldier shouted from the sidelines. Cloud glanced at the soldier, knowing that the man was calling him weak; not that it bothered him anymore.

Karim laughed and swung the sword he had grabbed off the wall in a wide arch as Cloud readied both swords, shifting into a low stance, smirk still on his face. “Ya ya, I‘ll take an easy on the boy.”


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Maha’ado sighed in relief as they followed Pharaoh out of the council room. “Thank Ra that’s done with. Karim was right, they were uncooperative.”

“They just want what’s best.” Pharaoh replied, assuming everyone had good in their hearts like he always did.

“Only if they get something out of it.” Seth stated, pausing at the entrance to the training yards at the yelling and cat calling, Maha’ado running straight into him.

“What’s the matter?”

“We might as well tell Karim he no longer needs to entertain the guest, but get the soldiers ready to move out.”

Pharaoh nodded, having paused to look where Seth was. “Indeed, and I would like to talk to the stranger.”

“He doesn‘t understand our language, pharaoh.” Maha’ado warned as the young king made his way down the stone steps.

“We’ll see.” Was his only reply.

Seth, Akunadin, Maha’ado, and Isis followed their Pharaoh down the stairs, pausing beside Karim, who was leaning against the wall with a grin. “He’s good.” Was all the larger man said.

The new comers glanced at the large fray that was going on, finally noticing it wasn’t a drunken fight as it had first appeared, but quite a few men going after one single figure.

“And how long has he been holding off…23 of out finest?” Seth asked, pausing to count the soldiers who were actually attacking the blond.

“Well,” Karim began, shifting his weight to his other leg with a wince, “it started with my second in command trying to defend my bruised and battered ego, but when he was tossed out pretty quick two more jumped in and my second got up and tried again. After that it just seemed to multiply every time someone gets hit.”

Pharaoh looked carefully at the soldiers, seeing no lasting damage or hostility, just warriors having the time of their life. And the blond was in the middle of it, blocking with his two gigantic blades every turn, front and back, and still managing to get his own fair amount of attacks in on who ever was in front of him at the moment. “They don’t seem to have any major injuries…”

“The kid’s good, if he knows someone cant dodge his attack he turns those damn blades sideways so fast you‘re expecting to be cleaved in half when you only get a nasty bang from the flat edge.”

“…which is good because we need to send them out.”

Karim paused, glancing at his king. “So we are going to make a stand, finally?” At pharaoh’s nod, Karim straightened and, putting two fingers to his lips, gave off a whistle that shook dust of the roof. Everyone stopped, and even Cloud who wasn’t in the army, looked over at the larger man. “Move!” Every one ran into a line, bowing deeply to their Pharaoh. Cloud discreetly moved to the side, leaning against a column almost hidden in shadow.

“Unfortunately, there has been another attack from the Kem-nesew(1), this time on Heliopolis.” Pharaoh spoke loud and clear. “Now, we fight back.” The crowd of soldiers cheered, raising sword and fist alike.

Cloud could only assume the short man with black, red, and golden hair was the king, as he wore many gold accessories including earrings, ankle rings, bracers, armbands, belts, rings, shoulder guards, and a crown, and his robes were of the purest white, and was almost see-through; which would have been a blessing in the warm air, especially after his training session. He hadn’t really expected people to charge him once he got Karim down, which took a nasty slice to the leg that had happened accidentally when he had pulled back to late and gotten the man with the tip. The other had laughed cloud off when he had tried to help him up, and the next thing he knew he was getting attacked from all sides. Not that it had been terribly difficult. When he got top closed in he just jumped away, his mako enhanced strength carrying him easily out of range.

He felt it then.

It was faint, but it was there. A tingle up his spine, reminiscent of Sephiroth’s prescience in his mind. He felt his jaw clench and his eyes snapped shut. The scent of pure mako drifted to him and he snapped his eyes open. It smelled of those who came from Hojo’s lab, of a first class SOLDIER who just came out of the tank and had saved his life.

Seth watched the change in Cloud, from a man in the afterglow of doing something he was good at, to bored and slightly uncomfortable in the heat, to worried, to this. The man was staring just over the wall of the courtyard intensely, his pupils shifting into slits again.

The large bang shook the very foundations on which they stood, and Seth had to struggle to keep his balance. The second bang was when hell broke loose. Onto the open courtyards spewed chunks of flying rock and burning debris, and the ceiling above their heads began to fall towards them at a horrifying rate. Soldiers pushed the priests and the Pharaoh in the stair well, when the walls began falling in on them, Dust spraying everywhere followed by blackness and a knowledge of the pain to come.

“Wall!”

Cloud had felt the ground shake, and immediately after had looked up to see something come flying out the wall, before it spun like a boomerang and sliced down all the pillars holding the floor above in quick succession, before cloud batted out of the courtyard with his sword. When the thing had stopped spinning and had unfolded to reveal a very bat like creature, the blond had been about to get rid of it when the ceiling began to collapse on top of him and he caught the screams from behind him, turning, he ran towards the stairwell where everyone was huddled, stone falling with crushing precision on his heels. He jumped over the group of men he had been training with not ten minutes before, landing awkwardly on the stairs and falling down a couple steps, coming back to back with someone he couldn’t see. When he felt the air tighten, the walls crumble, he didn’t let himself think, only react, and used the barrier materia he had in his pocket along with some other of the small orbs.

“What the…? A soldier at the other end of the dark stairwell asked as the rest of the floor above crumbled at his back, then stopped. As the walls shifted the pale blue light that had surrounded them unnoticed flared brighter, holding the wall.

“Kuso.” Cloud swore, feeling the magic from the materia mingle with the JANOVA cells on his arm, burning unpleasantly. The reason why he had stopped using materia before.

“Cloud?” Karim asked, seeing the blond from the soft blue glow, who was pressed against the pharaohs back.

“Hai? I’ve got it.” He said, feeling the barrier waver for a second before it became solid a glowed stronger. “But, I can only hold it for so long…”

“I don‘t like that tone.” Seth grumbled hearing the slightly saddened tone in the others voice. The spell he was casting was probably going to run out quickly. Seth paused, hearing rushing feet on the other side of the wall in front of him, feeling the rush of power from another item holder. “Shadi!” he shouted, banging on the stone with his bracers “Shadi! The pharaoh‘s in here! Get us out!”

“Seth?” Shadi shouted from the other side of the collapsed heap of wall. The attack had been so fast no one knew what was happening, but when Shadi found out the Pharaoh had been in the quarter that had been attacked, he had felt the blood drain from his body. “I‘ll get you out!” He waved at a few workers, who began cutting a whole in the large stone as quickly as possible. There was no telling when the entire stairwell would collapse. Cloud saw a beam of light and grinned as Seth, Isis, and Karim rushed the king out.

“One at a time!” Seth shouted through the hole, and cloud nodded to the people behind him to move around him. His arm was starting to feel numb, and the barrier quaked again. When he was the last one, he dropped the barrier and grabbed his swords, quickly diving through the hole as the rest of the stair well crashed around him, bringing down more of the third floor with it. He coughed hard, rolling onto his hands and knees until the fit stopped. When he moved his arm, he saw blood, wincing and rubbing it off on his trousers.

“You ok?” Karim asked, holding his hand out as cloud nodded, taking the hand.

“Hai, daijoubu.”

There were servants and people of the court all huddled around one wall, trying to convince the pharaoh that he had to leave.

“No, they only wanted to destroy our soldiers. Otherwise they wouldn’t have ran off without causing bloodshed elsewhere while the soldiers where preoccupied.”

“Pharaoh.” Isis pleaded.

Cloud paused as he saw the air shift above the king’s head, probably unnoticeable to anything but his mako-enhanced vision. He squinted and thought he saw an eye.

“No, I already said that we will…” Someone screamed, and Pharaoh turned just in time to see cloud streak at him, blades at ready, but instead of placing a clean cut through the young king, danced around him and slammed both swords into the wall.

The bat-like thing from early shrieked as it became visible, black blood pouring through its mouth and its two wounds, now that he had a closer look, it looked more like some kind of orange bird, with green talons on its hands, and a torso and legs like a man

“A Whiptail Crow?” Shadi asked, slightly shaken from almost seeing his Pharaoh killed.

The thing shrieked again, spitting blood, all over cloud, who stumbled back with a grimace.

Karim laughed and pulled Cloud’s sword out of the wall as the monster dissolved. “Looks like it likes you…Cloud?”

Cloud just clutched at his head as a woman’s scream filled his senses, pain lacing through his body and his arm felt like it lit on fire. He heard a man’s scream, and realised before he hit the ground that it was he who was screaming


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Authors Notes:

(1) Kem-nesew: Black rulers

And again Cloud faints ><. Since there were some comments about too much Japanese in the last version, I decided to keep it in smaller amounts, since Cloud is an important character and its important to know what he’s saying. Don’t worry, eventually he’ll learn Egyptian, but for now he is totally oblivious