Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of a Priestess ❯ The Dark Magicians ( Chapter 4 )

I handed Yugi and Joey their respective Decks back, then leaned against the booth. The rhythmic chatter lulled me nearly to sleep. But my heightened powers would not allow simple sleep. I could tell I was connecting to a memory as I sat there. I hadn't even tried to Channel.

The young woman stood opposite a young man in a dark room. It was a temple, of sorts, for a rough sandstone altar stood before them. Silently, the young man stretched out his hand and one of the great stone panels behind him moved. It turned, revolving so that one of its great flat faces faced me; it was carved with a huge image of a monster. He withdrew his hand, and I mimicked his motions. My outstretched hand exposed a stone carving behind me that I could not see. But I knew what it was. Without a second thought I cried, "Go! Dark Magician Girl, destroy his monster!"

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I had learned long ago not to think too hard about my collected memories. Doing so only confused me. Five thousand years allowed me to develop unbelievable patience. I could wait until enough memories had been gathered to make clear the course of the future.

And the fusion was easier this time. It had flowed naturally from "the young woman" to "myself" without a break.

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I opened myself to Channeling that night. I contemplated entering another's mind, but decided to expend my energy on something at least useful. I was frightened of the Pharaoh's memories, but thankful that eventually they would point me to my Destiny.

I wandered through Yami's mind, searching for a new door. After some time, we crossed paths. He, too, must have been awake and searching. I wondered what it was he sought.

"You may be interested in something," he said slowly.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Follow me." He began to walk deliberately through the darkness. I followed obediently. "You finished the duel with Dark Magician Girl today. I was impressed. She is a powerful card in her own right, though I myself prefer her male companion, the Dark Magician. But that is not what I wanted to discuss with you. Here," he motioned to a door on his right.

Wordlessly, I nodded thanks and pushed open the door. Nothing happened, no memory poured out. Yami had followed me in, closing the door behind him.

"This is a conscious memory that I trigger. I'll watch it with you. Perhaps you can explain that which I cannot."