Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Young God ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 7

Belumfel muttered to himself for a moment before raising his eyes to look at Anksuna.
" So that's the story." Anksuna said softly.

Belumfel sighed and rubbed his temples.
" He's lying most of the time." The Pharaoh explained. " I'm not even sure he's telling the truth about that, but one thing is clear. He's a god, and he's very ill, part of his reason being here. Now we know he has a guardian, that Blue Eyes White Dragon. I only hope he's alright, wherever the dragon took him."

Anksuna sat down stiffly. How could she have been so blind? Her husband ignored her.

" What are we going to do?" She finally asked.
" You're the woman here. You have many ideas. What do you say?" Belumfel snapped. It was a brutal blow to her and Anksuna remained in a hushed silence.

" I'd say we start using the Millenium Items." The Pharaoh stood up. " One of them has to be of good use. And he left many interesting cards, the Dark Magician, for that matter. Perhaps the monster can find the master."

Anksuna was silent. Belumfel ignored her. Despite her wondrous beauty he had lost all interest in her and kept her only because he had to. He exited, without looking back or listening.

Seto woke to the sounds of the cool night with his head rested against something warm and hard. He looked up to find the large blue scales of his dragon.
" Sana!" He groaned. " Ishim!"

The dragon responded by curling its tail even more tightly around the child.
" Sana, let go." He writhed a little, feeling sore. " Sana, I have to get back. Where in the world did you take me? I have to go back. The Pharaoh will worry, and the sand isn't very comfortable. Sana!"

The dragon finally gave a low rumble before dipping its head down, and Seto stared at it for a moment.
" Well, everyone saw you already. Might as well scare them again." Seto walked up the head. He crouched down as the Blue Eyes carefully lifted its head and spread its wings.

" He's coming back."

The Dark Magician nodded. He was a quiet one, usually silent and not speaking, not moving even. Therefore the term " dark", or " Halte" as Seto use to call him, because he was silent and mysterious.

Belumfel stopped and put the puzzle back into the slots. " Ai, my head hurts. Come along, let us wait for him."

The Dark Magician followed obediently. He had no reason to obey this strange mortal, but this mortal might have saved Seto's life even by letting him become " High Priest". The Dark Magician loved Seto as all monsters do, even though Seto despised using them in battle. The duel monsters would do anything for the young child.

The shadows were frightening and Seto clutched at the fins of the Blue Eyes. The creature rumbled in reassurance as it flew slightly faster and higher. Seto squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn't wait to get back to the palace.

They dove down as soon as the lights of the city could be seen. Seto wrapped his arms around The blue dragon's head. The dragon rumbled in content and continued diving.

" Tok no." Seto ordered, and the dragon slowed. Seto looked down at the shadows.

He suddenly let out a scream.

Clutching his side, he saw an arrow, already stained with crystalllike blood. Seto winced and the dragon roared in rage. It whirled around and caught the child in its mouth, then seemingly consumed him, but the dragon's mouth was as dry as sand and big enough to hold the small child. It glared at the offender and flew ever faster towards the palace. It was intent on revenge.

The Pharaoh immediately gathered the sobbing child into his arms away from the Blue Eyes, while the Dark Magician hurried foreward and spoke in an unknown language, very quiet but very hasty. The dragon responded with a growl, and turned around and left. Seto called out, but the Dark Magician took the child's hand and whispered soothing words to him. Seto looked from one to the other and finally leaned into the Pharaoh's warmth, closing his eyes.

The Dark Magician carefully pulled out the arrow.
" Poison." He said.

Seto sobbed all throughout the night and the Pharaoh was patient and understanding. But the young child was too hurt to be comforted.

You said that you'll be watching over me.
Lies.

Lies, lies, lies. Why do gods lie as well?

Seto wept. Belumfel spoke soothing words to him, but the Pharaoh was at loss. The Dragon did not come back. The Dark Magician did not come. Outside it was dark and windy, the sky completely covered by clouds. Seto finally cried himself to sleep and Belumfel did not return to his chambers.

He knew what the poison was. The poison was a deadly one and should have killed Seto within hours. Luckily the arrow had only pierced the organ that enabled Seto to weild his powers and the organ was not permanently affected before they removed the arrow and cleaned out the poison.

The child could rightly be called the Moonchild. The reason was because in the moonlight he had a dark inner beauty that bewilders the heart. Belumfel tucked the covers more tightly before standing up and closing the door behind him. He went out into the hall.

To meet the Living Isis.

The Pharaoh sighed. He had no time for this now.
" What are you doing out here?" He asked his wife.
" Where is the young priest?" She asked suddenly.
" What are you going to do?"
" I heard about the wound. Where is he?"
" Go back to bed. He's fine now. You have to remember, he's immortal."
" I do remember. I also remember the Sennen Items! He's bound to figure it out in his delirium."
" Why are you worried about that?"
" I had a dream."

The Pharaoh sighed. " Please don't tell me Ra sent you here again-"
" It's not Ra, Belumfel. It's his mother."

The Pharaoh froze. " What?" He whispered.
" His mother sent me a vision. She said that her son is starting to separate mentally from them and he'll die sooner that way. The only way to save him is to use the Sennen Items in secret."
" What do you mean? Why in secret?"
" Because Seto doesn't like the Shadow Games."
" That much I know, but we're not trying to get him into the Shadow Realm."
" We're not. However, he'll think that we are."
" We can tell him we're not. He'll trust us."
" He won't."
" How do you know?"
" How does his mother know?" Anksuna pointed out.

Belumfel was silent for a moment.

" The child!" They suddenly both whispered in a frenzy, and the royal partners hurried over to the boy's room.

Seto tossed and turned. He mumbled in the immortal language and started sobbing and wailing. The child stretched out his arms in a plea for embrace. He received one, but not from his mother.

Belumfel cradled the boy tightly against him while speaking in a hushed voice to Anksuna.
" Call the healer. Tell him to come here immediately. Call Taknash too."

The boy tightened in his arms and Belumfel muttered soothing words. Anksuna obeyed his command. He rocked the child in his arms.
" Mama."
" It's alright." Belumfel assured the child. " She'll be here."
" Shiera." Seto whispered.

Belumfel didn't know what Seto said but he crooned anyway.
" Don't worry. You'll be fine." He said. He slowly felt Seto relax.

The healer came in, carrying a lantern, and took the child from the Pharaoh to study him.

Taknash followed soon after. He came into the room.
" What happened?" He asked softly.

Seto started crying again and writhed, trying to get away from the healer even though he didn't see him. The healer slowly handed the child back to Belumfel, who wrapped his arms around him.
" I'll prepare the herbs." The healer said, before bowing and leaving. Taknash took Seto's hand.

" There there, poor baby." He murmured.

Seto woke up next morning with the Pharaoh sleeping at his side. When he stirred Belumfel woke up as well.

" Oh, good morning." The Pharaoh smiled kindly. " Do you feel better now?"

Seto was speechless for a moment. He nodded mutely.
" Well then." Belumfel smiled. " At least we know you're safe. You're no longer High Priest, you know."

At first Seto looked at him, confused an alarmed. Normally this statement would have been degrading, so why was the Pharaoh smiling? Then it dawned on him.
" They didn't-"
" It's basically with the Blue Eyes White Dragon, add that to the rain, well, I guess that was all the proof they needed."
" No..." Seto groaned.
" Don't worry about it. We'll protect you." Belumfel smiled, but the child was worrying about something else.

The gods will kill me for this.

" You are an idiot." Seto said.

That surprised Shadi a great deal because there was no sense to it. Seto glared at the taller man even with tears in his eyes.

Belumfel and Anksuna both sighed. The situation was ridiculous. They had no idea why Seto was crying in the first place or why Seto was glaring at Shadi. He never met him.

As for Shadi, he was even more confused at Seto's outburst. He could not do anything for a long moment, just staring at this young immortal before him.

Belumfel reached forward, but Seto slapped his hand away.
" What the hell is that?!!" He yelled, pointing to Shadi's Millenium Item.

The Pharaoh suddenly stopped. Oh Ra...

" And you have one too!" Seto cried. " So does your wife, and Banat, and Malik!!"
" Banat and Malik?" Anksuna looked bewildered.

" Ishnia!!" Seto cried, " Sankoudou Ish leia!"

What is he saying? Shadi wondered.

Belumfel tried to reach for Seto again but it seemed that the young child had turned from anger to fear. He shrank, eyes shut, whimpering from his touch. The Pharaoh stopped and looked at Shadi, throroughly confused.

Seto, on the other hand, was remembering.

" Humans have created seven items of great magic." Seto's mother said to him softly as he prepared to depart. " Avoid all who have those Sennen Items."
" Why, Mama?" Seto asked.
" Those who own them are corrupted." His mother told him gently. " Just remember, do not go anywhere near those who hold the Millenium Items. It would be the end or you. Be safe, my child-"

" Sana."

Seto looked up. He had fallen to the floor and the Pharaoh was a distance away. The man seemed to want to come to him but he kept his distance.

" Sana, kouleshna te?"

Seto suddenly realized what was going on. He stared at the Pharaoh in amazement.

" Shidame." The Pharaoh said soothingly, in the complicated language he had learned from Seto's nightly rants. " Bourgesei."

The Pharaoh came closer and Seto just looked at him in a dazed expression.

Seto let the Pharaoh pick him up.

" I'm sorry Shadi." The ruler said apologetically.
" I didn't know you knew the language of the immortals." Shadi did not seem offended at all. He would have been smiling if it was his nature.
" He often talks in his sleep." Belumfel answered.

Shadi looked at the boy for a moment.

" He seems to be an awfully young god." Shadi remarked.

Indeed, Seto looked more like a five year old than a thirteen year old in Belumfel's arms. A pale five year old.

" Why is he so upset?" Shadi asked.
" I'll have to ask that later." Belumfel answered. " For now," He handed Seto over to Anksuna, " He still has to rest from that wound of his. Where were we at before Seto came, Shadi? The Items?"

" Alright." Rishna looked around. " Seto should be in the palace."
" Why in the palace?" Ashika asked.
" Because the Pharaoh adopted him." Rishna said flatly in the immortal language. " The Pharaoh took a great liking to him."
" The Pharaoh has the Millenium Puzzle!"
" Oh please. The Pharaoh's the only one who is not corrupted so far, although he will be. Pity," Rishna mused.
" Well?" Ashika blinked. " Are we going or not?"
" Of course we're going!" Rishna grumbled. " But we can't just bust in there and tell the Pharaoh we want Seto back because he's going to die!"
" Why not?"
" Because the Pharaoh loves him."
" Oh...good point."
" So what plan now?"
" We go in there,"
" Become priests?"
" Please!"
" I was only joking." Rishna shook her head. " We wait until night and sneak into Seto's room-"
" You forget. That Pharaoh is always in Seto's room."
" Why?"
" Because," Ashika looked annoyed. " Belumfel loves Seto like his son."
" He's too young to have a son."
" Fine! A brother! Why are you always the smart mouthed one?"
" Not really. When Seto was up there, he had plenty of skill with his tiny lips."
" You adore that kid too much."

The gods laughed.