Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hope lost, and found? ❯ Destiny's Path ( Chapter 2 )

Oksie! Next chapter here, since I give cliffies I decided to give a small recap of the previous chapter in the beginning. And how fast I update depends on how many reviews I get. This chapter is specially for Kat1132

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Recap

Another person came rushing into the room, "My Pharaoh" the person gasped out, "It's the Thief King, he's…"

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Chapter 2-

Destiny's path

"…in a coma type of thing! But he has a golden light surrounding him. The healers sent to take care of him are scared; they say that the golden light is his…uh.. `aura' I think they said. They say that there has been some misbalance in whatever type of magick he uses so somehow this has happened! They want you and the Mother Healer and the High Priest Seth to come and see."

Isis and Seth looked at Yami whose expression clearly showed that he was stunned. He recovered quickly though, and started taking charge, "Thank you, you may go" he told the servant, then he turned to Isis and Seth, "Isis, come with me. Seth go and get the Millennium Ring and join us in the dungeons, be fas…" The other Priest started protesting, "But Pharaoh, we nee..." Yami interrupted him coldly, "Yes? You need?"

The Priest looked taken aback. Seth hid a smirk, usually Yami was quite tolerant with the corrupted Priests so this was the first time any of them had met Yami's legendary `ice' temper. Isis was as collected as always but she allowed a tiny smile to escape her. But then she spoke up, all business, "Well, Anukh if you have nothing to say we really must leave. The Thief King might die and it seemed to be your expressed wish that he didn't."

Anukh glared at her, she met his gaze as coolly as Yami had done. Finally he bowed and muttered, "Of course, Mother Healer." He spun on his heel and went out of the room. Seth stood up, "You two go to the Thief King and find out what's wrong with him. I'll bring the Ring like you said, we might need it."

Yami and Isis nodded and they moved out to the corridor then separated. Yami and Isis went to the right leading to the dungeons and Seth moved to the left leading to his private chambers. Yami reached Bakura's cell and let out a silent gasp. `Oh Ra! What will we do?' Bakura was floating three feet above the ground and he was surrounded by a golden light, indeed his aura. Isis standing behind him said suddenly, "But how can that be his aura?" Yami frowned, "Yes, I thought only the purest auras were golden, so far only children are recorded to ever have that color…how can Bakura have it?" The healers who had so far been cowering at a corner of the cell, all began to speak at once. Yami told himself, `Calm down. Shouting won't help, try to figure out what is...' at that very moment one very unlucky person started babbling even louder than the others and Yami had had enough. "Quiet! All of you!" he yelled and the little cell was immediately silent. "Now," he began glaring at anyone who looked like they might want to interrupt, "all of you are worried about him right?" All the healers nodded. "But you don't know what's wrong with him?" Another round of hurried nods. "So leave! We will take care of him" said Isis impatiently; she could feel Bakura's life force dwindling. The healers took this advice and went out quickly with as much dignity as they could. Seth entered, "I've got it" he said, "By the way, what exactly happened here? The healers ran past me as if Osiris himself were after them" he looked pointedly at Yami who shook his head. "I shouted at them because they were going on about nothing and wasting our time. Bakura doesn't have long in our world if we can't help him. I'm sure you can feel it too."

Seth nodded reluctantly, "Yes, but what exactly is wrong with him?" Yami shrugged but Isis kept quiet, and went on looking at Bakura. The two stared at her, Seth spoke up quietly, "Uh…Isis?" Isis sighed, "This has caused a big problem you two. In the whole history of magick there have only been about four cases like this. It means that the power of whatever magic he uses, in this case his Item, the Ring is attuned to him now. As long as it is not allowed to touch him it will continue to pull his life force, his chi, to exist. When he dies, as is inevitable, the Ring will explode and the power trapped inside it will be free. Then who knows how much trouble it will cause. When he could touch the Ring it still took chi from him but since there was direct contact he also got the chi back. But if we give the Ring to him he will surely kill us, so that is out of the question."

"So?" Yami prompted, "What can we do about it?"

Seth sighed, "I think I know the cases you're talking about Isis" Yami looked from one to the other impatiently, "So tell me why don't you?"

"The only way to stop this process is to bind his soul with someone else's who can touch the Ring, or else kill him." said Isis

Seth started talking now, "I can't do it because my Rod and the Ring would reject each other, they are both Yin. And the other Priests are too corrupt to be allowed so much power."

Yami rubbed his forehead lightly, "But my Puzzle is Yang, and I wouldn't use the Ring for power, is that what you are trying to say?"

"Yes!" Isis said, Seth simply nodded. Then Isis added, "Of course there is the alternative" She shrugged, "Killing him". To their surprise Yami started walking towards Bakura, "Hey, wh…" Seth began but Isis hushed him. Yami reached the edge of the aura and motioned to Seth to give him the Ring, he took the Puzzle around his neck out. Then he took one more step and was enveloped by the golden light but soon his own aura shone out, dazzling silver which was almost like the white of snow. He placed the Puzzle in Bakura's hands gently and hugged the Ring to himself. Without warning their auras expanded and grew, moving with each other as if in a dance. The Ring and the Puzzle levitated and seemed to join, the Puzzle fit into the middle of the Ring. Shadows on the wall flickered like flames, and shadows on the floor froze like ice. Finally it stopped, the colors fit into each other perfectly and Bakura fell into Yami's arms. Yami hugged him as he had hugged the Ring earlier and then he turned around to face Isis and Seth who were looking at him in awe. "Ra, Yami what did you do?" Seth whispered softly. Yami shook his head and said, "We can't let anyone find out we did this. They would ask why we didn't kill him"

Isis took charge, "We'll have to leave him here for now, but he'll need contact with you for survival or else the Ring will start feeding off his chi again."

Yami gazed at the boy in his arms, "I'll take him as a personal slave. He can't find out that his soul is bounded to mine. He'll try to break the bond and…" he let it trail off

"But Yami," Seth argued, "Since you were the one who initiated the binding, he'll be the submissive. Meaning that even if this wasn't about the Puzzle he would yearn for your touch"

"So?" Yami asked

"So if he doesn't know why he feels like that, he'll try to kill himself anyway! In fact if, and only if, we're lucky he'll probably fall in love with you. And that's just the best case scenario." Seth looked a few seconds away from exploding

"Seth calm down or humans will discover spontaneous human combustion a few hundred centuries before they're supposed to." Isis counseled

"Sponta…what?" repeated Seth with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Just something my Ankh showed me, ignore it." replied Isis

"Let's go. I'll leave Bakura here," Yami interrupted their conversation.

As they walked to Yami's room Isis remarked, "The sun feels like setting Pharaoh. We should sleep soon."

"Yes soon. But first I need to know all you can offer in this crisis."

"The crisis is over Pharaoh," said Seth

"Actually I think it is just beginning," Yami replied

Seth raised his eyebrows and looked at Yami but it was Isis who answered, "The Pharaoh is right Priest. We have to keep the other Priests from sensing any discrepancy, we have to explain the Thief Lord's illness and how we cured it. Also, the Pharaoh will be a dominant now, correct?"

"I understand what you mean Pharaoh." Seth remarked

"I don't understand what you mean by dominant Isis. And Seth talked about Bakura being a submissive, I thought I understood what that meant at the time but…now I realize I don't."

"I'll give you a few manuscripts on it later Pharaoh. For now let us concentrate on more immediate problems," Isis said

"And Yami being a dominate and taking Bakura, a submissive as his personal slave is not an immediate problem?" countered Seth looking at Yami's confused and frustrated face in an amused manner

"No Priest it isn't," Isis glared at him for a second before, "And be more formal, if someone sees us talking like this a lot of things can be compromised"

"Of course, Mother Healer" said Seth sarcastically

Yami shook his head and stepped forward, "No need for that, we have reached my chambers although you didn't notice"

The trio entered the room and sat down. Yami on the bed with his legs folded under him, Isis in a chair near the bed and Seth on the window seat. "So what do you want to know Yami?" asked Isis

"What exactly are the consequences of this? I know we need contact but how much and how frequent?"

"How frequent?" Isis repeated, "Well, there aren't many records but…"

"As often as possible seems to be the main verdict of anything we do have, and at least once a day." this was Seth

Yami looked a bit worried, "What exactly do you mean by contact? Do I just have to touch him, or what?"

Seth shook his head, "That's a bit difficult to say, logically it should be just a skin-on-skin touch. Even if you just brush your finger against his cheek for a moment it should work."

Yami's face was apprehensive, "What do you mean `should'?"

"He means that in all the other cases the submissive seemed to want more than that. Their dominant's seems to be a sort of addiction to them." Isis interrupted

Yami rolled his eyes, "There you go again with your talk of submissive and all. When will you get the fact that I don't understand what you mean by a submissive!"

"Oh god Yami, can't you understand English?" replied Seth impatiently

"Well, if that is a normal word in English then obviously not. But it seems to be a term you found in one of your manuscripts." said Yami screwing up his forehead in experastion.

"So there really doesn't seem to be much we can do now is there?" asked Seth getting up and going over to the other two. Isis nodded, Yami on the other hand asked, "Why? Is this submissive and dominant thing very important?"

"Yes Yami, It…" Isis began when Seth interrupted her and said snidely, "No, of course not. It's just the main foundation of the whole spell, other than that it's nothing at all Pharaoh."

Yami glared at him, "I just asked, you didn't have to be so rude."

Isis answered him, "It's late Pharaoh, and we should all go to bed. Tomorrow will be a very hectic day."

Yami nodded, "Goodnight, High Priest, Mother Healer"

The other two replied, "Goodnight."

They went out of the room with soft steps and Yami fell back on the bed. He ran his eyes around the room but didn't take in anything of the scene he saw. His mind was on other things; slowly he dozed off while watching shadows, mutated beyond belief and recognition, flickering on the walls. Ghostly lights which shouldn't have been there, he slept fitfully. A lone candle burned on a small table beside his bed, it was nearly finished when a long time later he woke up to the sound of crying.

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I think I finished this in record time, wow! Well, please read and review and I might even break this record in putting up the next chapter. Did anyone get why I took golden and silver and not the customary white and black? And by the way, does anyone think I need a beta? Anyway, hope you liked it!