Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of a Priestess ❯ The Memory ( Chapter 2 )

I pressed my fingers against the door and pushed it open.

A young woman was running… Running through pouring rain and loud thunder. Mud stuck to her feet, dragging her down. She kicked off her sandals and continued running, clutching her soaked cloak to her shoulders. Ran along a river, past villages, ran until she was ready to collapse from exhaustion. Her lungs strained and her legs ached but she could not stop… fear drove her harder and farther. When she approached the great gates to the city she didn't stop, even when the guards ordered her to. She was a priestess, they would understand. She had to find the Pharaoh, and now. She ran up the long road to his palace, through the palace, skidding to a stop before his private chambers. She knew…

I knew he would be in there. He was always there at this time. But now I was here for a different reason. I drew the heavy curtain aside and fell into the room, collapsing at his feet.

"What is it? Why have you run here? Did you not meet the chair I sent to fetch you, my little bird?" he murmured softly, stroking my hair and wrapping me in his arms.

"No. No," I managed to gasp out. "You must… help… now…" I choked on my own message. Tears came to my eyes.

"Why?" he asked, suddenly concerned. He tilted my chin up to look into my eyes. "What's happened at the Temple?"

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My body felt weak as I broke the Channeling. Never before had I been able to fuse my mind with the mind of a memory. I had become the young woman of the Pharaoh's-Yami's-memory. I did not know how, or why.

But I was beginning to assemble the little pieces of the past that I needed to know my destiny.

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She came in from downstairs and sat beside me on my bed. "You've been Channeling," she commented. "Did you find anything?"

"Yes. But I'm not sure if I want to know how the memory ends," I whispered.

"The memories of the time you seek will frighten you, I have no doubt. It was a dark time for everyone. Even with the limited knowledge we have we know that much. We have been working on finding the others. There are at least two more nearby, maybe even more. You have found the Pharaoh. Worry about those memories now. They are the most telling."

I nodded silently. She stood, brushed my hair away from my forehead, and sighed. "I, too, am frightened. Your Crown knows more than it will tell," she murmured, brushing the gold surface lightly. "And Destiny is a frightful power to fight."