Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Slowly Sinking And No One To Save Me ❯ In Memory ( Chapter 23 )

Mistress: This is the longest chapter. But that's probably because I put the Epilogue and Chapter together into this one.

 

THANK YOU ALL SO SO SO SO SO MUCH for sticking with me through this story! Thank you, after this I will continue with Common Ground. Thank you again!!! This is the last chapter!

 

Means them talking in the memory ( them being present day people )

 

Bolded means action in the memory.

 

Last chapter, Epilogue: In Memory

 

A long journey of pain and grief,

A painful trial,

For you death I weep.

 

Lost and confused,

Hurt and betrayed,

For you salvation I pray.

 

A loving daughter,

A kind sister,

A passionate lover,

Your identity I honor.

 

With loving hearts,

And warm thoughts,

In Memory of Ma'at,

One of the Lost ones.

 

May your soul find peace in death.

 

Ryou Bakura, on Ma'at grave.

 

Yami glared at his sister, “Tadheya! What do you want with us? With me?”

 

Ma'at still trying to keep her emotions in check only stared straight ahead. Ryou… the only person she had ever loved had betrayed her… she laughed sourly. She then turned to glare at her brother.

 

“Hello Atemu dear, and my name is NOT TADHEYA! It is Ma'at…,” she laughed bitterly, “but of course I wouldn't put it past you to not even remember your sister's name.”

 

Yami and the others stared up at her confused. She claimed her name was Ma'at but the inscription had said Tadheya.

 

“Surprised?” Ma'at asked, “I have to agree, father was a bit more forgetful when it came to me. Couldn't even get my name right…”

 

Yami stared at her; from the memories he had received his father had seemed like a kind… merciful man.

 

“Why do you hate our father so much?” Yami asked.

 

Nadia stepped forward from the shadows and closed the first binding, a wall of energy erupted behind the group preventing them from escape. Ma'at walked forward coming closer to the group. Yami pushed Yugi behind him and Bakura moved Ryou behind himself.

 

“You want to know? Do you think you could handle it? He never really liked me…never…but…he did something that is unforgivable…instead of telling how about I show you….” Ma'at said.

 

She let her shadow magic envelop them and soon they were inside a memory. They were transparent and could only see each other. They were in a garden.

 

“Where have you taken us?” Marik asked.

 

“Isn't it obvious… we're in a garden,” Ma'at replied.

 

“But whe-”

 

Ma'at shushed him quickly and pointed straight.

 

Ma'at walked through the gardens with her three year old brother. She smiled down at him as he reached out to be held. Ma'at smiled once again and picked him up holding him tightly.

 

“You're just like ma,” she whispered to him.

 

As if understanding her gurgled happily and yanked on one of Ma'at's locks.

 

“Hey, no fair,” she said trying to pull her hair free from his grasp.

 

“That's…” Yami began.

 

“Us… yes I know…” Ma'at replied looking sadly at the scene ahead.

 

The three yami's, Yugi, and Malik stared ahead strangely wondering how someone like Ma'at could be so kind.

 

All of a sudden Atemu started spitting up blood onto her tunic. The world stopped around her. Panicking she ran with her brother in her arms towards the nursery.

 

“Where are you going?” Yugi asked confused as she followed herself.

 

“Where do you think? You want to see what happened don't you?” she asked.

 

The group followed her despite their instinct to stay. Yami who was closest to her asked, “What's wrong with me?”

 

“You were very sick as a child…we didn't know…and I still don't know what was wrong with you,” Ma'at replied as they hurried to catch up with the memory Ma'at and Yami.

 

“But I remember myself being perfectly healthy,” Yami replied confused.

 

Ma'at laughed bitterly, “Just keep watching.”

 

Immediately upon her arrival the maids and healers took the child from her. She moved outside of the roomsat downand waited. She looked upon hearing rushed foot steps. She stood up as her father came closer.

 

“My father…” Yami said.

 

Bakura growled, “He's the one who ordered the destruction of my village.”

 

“I thought we had gotten over this?” Yami said.

 

“With you yes but not with your father,” Bakura replied.

 

“I'm confused…if he needed 100 people and Bakura was person number 100 how did he get the other person?” Malik asked.

 

“Ma'at and Yami's mother,” Ryou answered having seen the memory earlier, he raised a hand to silence any questions that he knew where coming.

 

Before Ma'at realized anything her father had slapped her across the cheek.

 

“YOU KNOW YOUR BROTHER WAS SICK! HOW COULD YOU BE SO INCOSCIDERATE? DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KILL HIM SO BAD? HE'S MY SON!” he bellowed.

 

The maids around them quickly moved away from the scene. Before she could respond he had walked into the nursery.

 

“Wha-”

 

“Like I said, he never did like me very much. Always wanted a son, I was never good enough… always doing everything wrong,”

 

The group stared at Ma'at with a bit more sympathy in their eyes then turned back to the image of Ma'at as a child.

 

Ma'at took a shaky breath and began walking away with her head bent. As she looked back at the nurseryshe murmured, “I'm your daughter too…”

 

The images around them began to fade and mix together.

 

“What's happening?” Malik asked.

 

“We're changing scenes,” Ma'at replied coolly.

 

 

Ma'at was walking by the infirmary and she stopped when hearing her father talk.

 

“What do you mean he won't make it?” he asked.

 

“He's too weak, unless someone of the same family is wiling to sacrifice themselves he won't make it. I suggest putting him out of his misery,” the healer said.

 

“Who are they talking about?” Yugi asked.

 

“Me…” Yami replied, “I'm dying?”

 

“Yes…you would have died…” Ma'at replied.

 

“I don't understand… why did I survive? He just said there was no one to help me,” Yami replied.

 

“Keep watching…” was all that Ma'at said.

 

“No…we have someone,” her father said.

 

“Who? If I may ask? You have an empire to run and all of the other family is dead,” the healer asked.

 

“Ma'at…she'll do,” her father replied.

 

The group looked shocked at Ma'at.

 

“Yes, he decided I would make a nice sacrifice,” Ma'at replied her voice full of venom and eyes cold.

 

“I'm sorry…” Yugi said feeling sad.

 

“It doesn't end here.”

 

The scene changed again. This time Ma'at was in her room scribbling into a notebook.

 

A man entered Ma'at's room followed by two more.

 

“What do you want?! You can't just walk in here!” Ma'at said turning around.

 

The men did not listen to her. Instead the fanned out and moved closer to her. The man in the middle took out a long piece of rope. Suddenly it dawned onto Ma'at. They were here to take her away. She moved into a defensive stance and began to back up. The man closest to her lunged. She avoided him barely but the other man had taken the time to come up behind her. He grabbed her and held her by her wrists.

 

“NO! You can't do this! This is treason!”

 

Ma'at struggled as the men tied her hands and legs together. They began to drag her from her room.

 

“NO! LET GO! I said let go!” Ma'at screamed struggling against her binds.

 

As they went through the halls Ma'at screamed and pleaded. As theypassed a maid and a guard Ma'at yelled, “Please! Help me! I beg of you! HELP!They're going to hurt me!”

 

But they only turned away. Ma'at began to cry as she struggled. They had brought her down through the pathways. As they reached the other corridor a woman stood there bravely. Nadia.

 

“I demand you let the princess go,” she said icily her face lighted by the torches on the wall.

 

One of the guards took out his sword, “Step aside PriestessNadia.”

 

She shook her head and stood firm, “I know where my loyalties lie.”

 

Before Nadia could react the guard had pierced her stomach with the sword. The red liquid spilled across the floor as she dropped down. The guard kicked her to the side.

 

“NADIA!” Ma'at exclaimed tears in her eyes.

 

She struggled more violently against the ropes. They brought her through the door and into the chamber. There was one bed where Atemu lay, his cheeks red with fever, and a stone table next to it. Ma'at struggled even more violently. The table had cuffs for her ankles and wrists. Nearby there was a jar with inscriptions on it. From the shadows emerged her father and a man she did not know.

 

“Chain her to the table,” the old man said.

 

The guard nodded as she screamed and struggled.

 

“NO! You can't! Please don't do this!” She yelled as they chained her to the table.

She looked at her father, “Please daddy! Don't! I'm your daughter please don't!DAD! Please.”

 

Her father only turned away to pet Atemu on the head, ignoring her pleas and screams.

 

“How will this work?” her father asked.

 

“Well we will transfer her life energy into him, but for it to keep him healthy and strong her soul must still exist,” he picked up the jar, “so I've added a soul seal to the jar.”

 

Her father nodded, “How do we transfer the energy?”

 

“Stand back Pharaoh,” he said as he moved in between the siblings.

 

He placed one hand onto Ma'at's chest and the other onto Atemu's chest. The hand on Ma'at's chest began to glow red. Ma'at screamed in agony.

 

“STOP! STOP! IT HURTS! STOP IT!” she sobbed as she struggled, thehand burning her skin as she felt something being sucked away from her.

 

The hand on Atemu's chest was glowing a soft blue as his health returned. This went on for hours, her screaming in agony, pleading and crying as she was ignored.

 

“Please! No more! It hurts, it hurts so bad!Please make it stop! Daddy please!””

 

At the end she lay limp on the table her breathing had long stopped but she could still hear.

 

The world around them turned to black but they could still hear anything that was being said.

 

“What shall we do with her body?”

 

“Burn it..”

 

“But your majesty… she is of the royal family you should at least mummify her and give her a chamber…”

 

“…Cut her body in half…we wo-,”

 

The voices ended and they were thrown back into the real world.

 

Yugi, Malik, and Ryou were crying and hiccupping against their yami's who were standing stunned, horrified at what they had seen.

 

“I have every right to hate you…and my family,” Ma'at said bitterly.

 

None of them had anything they could say to her. They were at a complete loss as to what to do. The yami's recovered however and looked up at her.

 

Yami stood, “What do you want?”

 

Ma'at laughed wickedly, “Your death.”

 

“Tadh- Ma'at… I understand that you are bitter… and angry,” Yami began.

 

“ANGRY! ANGRY! I AM FURIOUS! Do you know what that was like for me!? AND THE DISGRACE! Not even a proper burial! Do you have any idea how much it hurt! THEY DIDN'T EVEN ASK ME!” Ma'at screamed tears erupting from her eyes.

 

They stood taken aback, “THEY NEVER EVEN BOTHERED TO ASK ME!”

 

Nadia moved to stand beside Ma'at.

 

“Even so,” Bakura said staring up at her, “is that a reason to hate Yami? To want his death? For something your father did?”

 

Ma'at glared at him, “Shut up you bastard! You don't know anything! You didn't know what it felt like! He should've died!”

 

Bakura waited patiently before continuing, “I may not know… but you should know that I suffered by his fathers hands as well, it was not his doing.”

 

Ma'at glared her emotions running wildly but could find no argument against that. But she didn't need a reason. She was too angry to care.

 

Nadia beside her sighed, “Mistress…..he is right… you shouldn't…”

 

Ma'at stared at her in shock. She moved away from her, “no… no…not you too.”

 

She began to cry more. She couldn't understand it… everyone…everything was against her…she laughed bitterly. “You too… you too…” she stared at the group and then at Nadia who was trying to come closer to her. She began walking further backwards to avoid them.

 

“Mistress, watch out!” Nadia screamed but too late.

 

Without noticing Ma'at had walked into a trigger for one of the spells put to kill anyone else who came with the rescue troupe. A scream erupted from her as a black flame tore her body to pieces. The group stared transfixed at the spot. Nadia collapsed and began to cry.

 

“I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… for the second time I've failed to protect you…” she sobbed as she watched Ma'at's body become nothing.

 

She continued to cry as she could feel herself being sucked away from her body. Without the spell caster the spell that kept her inside the body ceased to work. The body she had inhabited collapsed and began to rot. Bakura held Ryou to himself as Ryou began so sob harder. Nothing was said…no one moved…

 

Epilogue

 

Ryou stood in front of a grave and placed flowers onto it.

 

“It wasn't your fault…” Bakura said coming up from behind him and wrapping him in a hug.

 

“Yes it was…even if only a little…” Ryou replied sadly.

 

“….We'll talk when we get home…come on… the others are waiting…” Bakura said as he began to lead Ryou away.

 

The car they had come in sped away leaving the graveyard empty. A strong wind blew across it sending the flowers scattered across the grave. On the stone it had two names, both with inscriptions under them.

 

Here lies Ma'at. A loved daughter, sister, and wife. May her soul find comfort in death. Underneath it was a poem by Ryou.

 

Here lies Nadia. A loved and respected guardian and mother.

 

Both will be greatly missed by friends and family.

 

AUTHORS BLAH BLAH

 

Mistress: …………………….It's the end………..that's it…………….done…….O_O I didn't think I would ever reach this point…

 

(1)This is what was written on the gravestone under Ma'at's name.