Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Three-In-One Combo ❯ Escape? ( Chapter 12 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Author's Notes: So, will I kill off Ankh? Let's see... Oh, and I think I messed up my timeline with Malik, but oh well. Good enough. And probablyt the others too. As hard as I try, I can't be perfect! I'm glad someone thinks this is accurate, though! I try so hard to keep it that way... Which is why though I'd like to get the Rod back to Seto, I really can't... So Seth is the tragic side-character who does all he can but must ultimately fail. *sniff* Poor guy. Yep, the dark spirit in Malik, the nasty cloud, is what we know as Yami Malik, and in ancient Egypt, the Rod was Seto's (or Seth's). And what Seth told Shadi is what actually happened, more or less. Yami Malik's not a real spirit, just Malik's negativity. And I guess Ankh didn't talk to the other spirits the way Scale did. No more Anubis (unless my plans change), but the goddess Isis is lurking around, just so you know... Mention of the minions of Set towards the end, because I needed a threat and was watching that episode of Samurai Jack, and thought they were cool.

Ankh: I still haven't found Scale yet... I can't imagine what he'd be doing! But... Indigo still doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and she still somehow thinks she owns us... She even loaned us out to another author, The Clow Hatter! I don't know what Shadi will say about that! I think she may be a bit delusional!


Three-In-One Combo!


"Well Scale, you're not very popular, are you?" Shadi mused, having nothing better to do.

"Quit pretending you're above me, bubble brain," Scale said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"...Just shut up, baka..." Scale muttered darkly.

"Ah, I see you're picking up the language," Shadi said. He turned to the Rod's spirit. "So what is the spirit of the Tauk like?"

Seth frowned. "I don't know much about her. She keeps to herself most of the time. She's fairly strong, though. But no threat to anyone, at least not at the moment."

"I see," Shadi said. "Oh, what was that you called Ankh and Scale?"

"Ankhkare and Senui. Their names." Seth glanced at Scale. "I know at least HE remembers."

"Ah, I see. Ankh did not remember, and Scale did not care to enlighten us. What do you know about this descendent of yours?"

"I believe his name is Seto. Malik's sister works for a museum affiliated with the company he owns. I hear he's very intelligent and powerful, though he has little interest in ancient Egypt. I've been trying to make Isis show him the relics depicting me, but she hasn't so far." He sounded rather disappointed.

"And what about the door across the hall from yours?" asked Shadi.

"Oh, that's where Malik's dark side locked him up," Seth said. "I did check the door once, and no force I know of could open it. There might be a way, but I don't care to try."

"Hmm... Ankh could probably get him out. Perhaps if we're still here by the time he's fully recovered, he'd like to try. I'm sure he'd spring at the chance."

Scale looked down and kicked his chair with the back of his foot. "He's got nothing to do with us. What a waste of time. His dark side's probably about to carve you up and eat your organs out there."

Shadi looked sharply at Seth. "What's he doing?"

Seth unfocused his eyes for a moment. Then he looked at Shadi. "He's still watching that movie. Completely oblivious to anything else. But it's right in the thick of the exploding heads, so I believe it's nearly over. You may want to leave soon."

Shadi frowned and turned to Scale. "Go wake up Ankh again, if you can."

"Are you implying that I cant?" Scale asked.

Shadi sighed impatiently. "Just go, Scale. Honestly, you're such a pain..."

Scale muttered angrily under his breath, but disappeared back into his Item.

"I thought he was bad in ancient times," Seth said, "but he's ten times more annoying now."

Inside Shadi's mind, Scale was screaming at Ankh, shaking him and slapping him around to no avail.

"He's been this way ever since I became the guardian of the Items," Shadi said. "Perhaps a previous guardian had something to do with it." Seth shrugged.

Scale appeared back in the room with them. "That sad excuse for a waste of space won't wake up. Do you think he's dead?" he asked with a mixture of annoyance and boredom.

Shadi glared at him. "No I do NOT think he's dead. And if he was, you'd be stuck in here with two people who would rapidly become very irritated with you. So don't sound so eager."

The Rod spirit looked as repulsed by that idea as Scale did. "Wait. I have the power to control anyone. I can reach into your mind and wake him up. I'll even give him an extra boost of power if you need it to get out."

"Very well," Shadi said. "Thank you. It's the greenish door on the left as you enter the room." He opened his mind to the Rod spirit.

Seth sent part of his spirit into Shadi's mind, and Shadi turned his attention inward to watch. Seth walked into a circular room with three doors besides the one he had entered through. On the right was a gray door with the Eye of Horus on it and black flecks all over. Directly in front of him was a plain wooden door. And to his right was another gray door with the Eye of Horus on it, this one with green flecks in it. Seth approached the left-hand door, knocked once, and entered. He saw Ankh sprawled on his bed, unconscious. His face was red from Scale's violent attempts to wake him. Seth walked over to him. He held his Rod pointed at the other spirit. He focused his power into it and channeled some energy through it as well.

"Ankhkare. Wake up," Seth commanded. The spirit of the Ankh squeezed his eyes shut for a second. Then he shot upright in bed, staring at the Rod spirit.

"You!" Ankh exclaimed. "You're the Rod spirit. But... I feel like I should know you..."

"Well you certainly have a selective memory," Seth said with a slight smile. "What do you remember about our past?"

"I remember I was a healer, Scale was a judge, the Ring spirit was a tomb robber, and the Puzzle holds the Pharaoh's spirit. I'm afraid that's all," Ankh said apologetically.

"Well first of all, your name was Ankhkare. I'm Seth, former high priest and black mage. The Scales' spirit was Senui. And it's not particularly important, but the Eye's spirit was one of the pharaoh's advisors and the Tauk actually holds the goddess Isis, or what's left of her."

"Oh..." Ankh said, trying to take all this information in. "So... were we against each other? Or were we friends?"

Seth gave a short laugh. "Friends? Not quite. But something like that, I suppose. Now, your host really needs you to take him out of this mind or he may risk death at the hands of MY insane host. And keeping you awake is really wearing on me. So go get your "friends" and get out of here. Perhaps we'll meet again some time."

"Oh yes, I see! Sorry to be so much trouble," Ankh said quickly. Seth nodded and disappeared back to his soul room. Ankh brought Shadi back out of Malik's mind and into the physical realm.


Just as Shadi took the Ankh away from Malik's head and set it back on his own chest, the boy turned around. "That was great! I'll have to try that some time!" Now out of Seth's influence, Ankh, fell back asleep.

Shadi was slowly edging away from Malik when the door opened and Isis came in. "Sorry I was late, I had to rearrange some stone tablets. Malik! Stop watching your sick, twisted movies and leave Shadi alone. In fact, go to bed." Malik stood up defiantly. They both glared at each other, gaining almost invisible auras as they matched wills. Then Malik turned and walked away, muttering resentful death threats. Isis glared after him, then turned back to Shadi. "I'm sorry. Please, sleep now."

"Thank you," Shadi said. "I think I will." Isis turned off the TV and the main light, going into her bedroom. Shadi retrieved his pillow from the floor, stretched out, covered himself with the blanket, and fell asleep quickly.


After a few minutes, Isis crept out of her room to the kitchen to finish cleaning up and maybe get a snack. She put the clean dishes away and put the dirty ones in the dishwasher to be washed overnight. Then she pulled down a loaf of bread, took two slices out of the bag, and put the rest of the loaf back. She put her two pieces in the toaster and went to get the butter out of the refrigerator while they toasted. She plugged in a night-light to see by so she didn't wake Shadi. She needn't have worried though, because Ankh's exhaustion had been passed on to his host. When her toast popped up, she took it, the butter, and a spreading knife over to the cutting board. Unfortunately for Malik though, he was not at neat as his sister...

"MALIK!!! I forbade you from having any more animals! You could at least clean up after yourself! And you WILL, because I will NOT!!"


Endnote: Aww, I couldn't kill off Ankh. I like him too much, and Scale's much more fun with him around to make fun of. And I'm so happy to see that at least four of you like him too! Yay! I was afraid you didn't like him. He very much wants to be liked. ...You realize of course, that I never had any intention of killing him. I just said that to see what you'd say. ^_^ *runs away from angry mob of reviewers* Whether you think of Seth and Ankh as friends or lovers, it doesn't matter. It's in the past. It won't affect anything. That was the "Seto/Ryou" couple I asked about before that nobody seemed to like. But now everyone's happy! So nyaa! Oh, and I found a stopping point last night. Not an ending, but a place where the story can pause while I think of more. It's so good! I'm so happy!