Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Three-In-One Combo ❯ Tombs ( Chapter 20 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Indigo Tantarian 
Shadi decides that Ankh and Scale need something to do, so he sends them to check all the tombs...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.17.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 248 | Status: Work In Progress
Shadi decides that Ankh and Scale need something to do, so he sends them to check all the tombs...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.17.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 248 | Status: Work In Progress
Author's Note: Whew, it's been a while since I wrote for Ankh, Scale, and Shadi! I missed this story so much! That being the case, let me know if they get out of character. It's tough writing for them when I was just writing for Bakura and Ryou a few days ago. Also, I don't mean to copy The Clow Hatter, Seena, Baby Winter, or anyone else, but I did use a couple small ideas of theirs. But c'mon, Shadi can meditate in anyone's story! And Scale always leaps at the chance to mock Ankh. Oh, and let's pretend Shadi's town is near the Valley of the Kings, shall we?
By the way, Baby Winter, it is so AMAZINGLY cool that your yami has a crush on Scale. I would think I'd be offended by such a thing, but for some reason it's the coolest thing in the world. I'm not sure Scale shares my enthusiasm for it, but who knows...?
Cat, how long have you had your muse? When I first "hired" Ankh and Scale, they were pretty out of control too. But I worked with them a bit and let a whole bunch of people borrow them, and they're much better-behaved now. Most of the time...
Scale: Oh look, some more losers have been writing about us… Baby Winter just decided to stick us in her story. I only read the last chapter, but it looked bad. Chibigreen Tanuki's writing a shonen ai about me and that weakling, Ankh. But I haven't even come into the story yet. And she's being slow! Rrg, I'm sure she'll mangle my character as much as your American dubbers. Crossover Authoress is trying to stick me with Serenity in her fanfic. It's coming along faster, but that's not a good thing! I don't want to be stuck with a stupid mortal!! If she makes me mushy, I'll go over there and stab her with one of those sharp things Yami Li gave me… And Seena's writing a stupid romance about Shadi and Cecelia. What a sick freak I live in! She's DEAD, you moron! And none of those fools participating in the lame challenge Indigo issued even asked for anything. I guess that means they don't GET anything! Ha, not like they deserve even a grain of sand for the crap they write... Can any of you other losers think of anything to write about us? And where's that pairing of me and a box of chocolates, huh?
Ankh: Scale, stop criticizing people so much! They're all really wonderful stories! Indigo and I were very impressed with them, and you would be too if you had any sense. Well, you all must know by now that Indigo doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh and never will. She owns me and Scale, though.
Scale: Ha, that's what she thinks! I'm just biding my time…
Ankh: Scale, if you don't stop that I might have to tell them something REALLY… interesting…
Scale: Ha, you've got nothing on me, you warped cross.
Ankh: Should I go find Yami Li…?
Scale: Grr… Go away, maggot-fodder. Leave me alone.
Three-In-One Combo!!
Shadi was meditating. He attempted to clear his mind to achieve inner peace. Because Ra knew there had been no outer peace lately…
"Ow! Scale, stop poking me!"
/Deep breaths… Think on the greatness of the universe…/
"Come back here, you pin head! I'm not finished yet!"
/Earthly problems are insignificant. They make no difference in the grand scheme of things./
"No! NOOO! Stop it!!"
/On the great scale of the universe, this does not matter…/
"Let me go! Hey! What was that about me, hog dander?"
Shadi opened his eyes, giving up on meditation for the moment. Ankh was lying on the ground, cringing as Scale pulled a lock of his long green hair. Scale stood over him trying to take his turban back, since Ankh had pulled it off. His wild mass of spiky black hair almost covered his face.
"Both of you let go," Shadi said, getting up with a sigh. Ankh let go and Scale reluctantly did the same. Ankh stood up and Scale re-wrapped his turban around his head. "Apparently you both need more to occupy your time. Fortunately, I have just such a thing for you. The unmarked tombs near the Valley of the Kings have not been checked in years. Both of you can walk over and make sure that they all remain covered, unentered, and unharmed. Look in on the more public tombs as well, while you're there."
"All right," Ankh sighed dutifully.
"Not a chance, lunkhead! That's too low and boring a task for me," sneered Scale.
"Of course, I could call your Wretched Ghost of the Attic out of its card to accompany you. I'm sure that would make the trip far more exciting…" Shadi suggested, putting a hand to the Ankh as if to do just that.
Scale growled to stop him. He followed Ankh towards the door. "May demons possess your earrings!"
Shadi shrugged, unperturbed. "They already possess my Items."
Scale glared at Shadi. "May kangaroo rats nest in your turban!" he shot back before leaving.
Shadi pondered for a moment which would be worse: small rodents infesting his turban or Scale.
…Definitely Scale.
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Ankh and Scale made a wide circle, passing by every tomb. When they were almost finished, they saw a small swarm of people entering the Valley of the Kings with excavation gear in tow.
"Look Scale, Egyptologists!" Ankh exclaimed, shielding his eyes against the afternoon sun with one hand and pointing with the other.
Scale gave a short, derisive laugh. He bent and scooped up a stone from the ground. "I'll bet I can hit that fat one's head," he said, tossing the rock up and snatching it out of the air.
"No Scale, don't!" Ankh said quickly, grabbing the other spirit's arm and making him drop the rock.
Scale yanked his arm away in disgust. "Why not? Because 'it's not nice'?" he asked in a high voice, mocking Ankh.
"Yes. And because we don't want to attract attention to ourselves. You know Shadi doesn't like us getting into trouble," Ankh said, glancing worriedly toward the Valley.
"You're just Shadi's little toady. Why'd I get stuck with you, anyway?" Scale asked, kicking some sand at Ankh.
Ankh gave him a rare dark look. "I've often pondered that myself. Probably because anyone else would have strangled you centuries ago. You don't have to be so nasty all the time, Scale," Ankh said seriously.
"Oh, so I could be more like YOU?" Scale asked sarcastically. "Who'd want to? You're so sickening and boring, I could gag! No wonder you cling to Shadi like a leech! Even HE'S stronger than you are!"
"At least I'm not an obsessive… out of control… neat freak! Why are you always trying to pick a fight with everyone, Scale?" asked Ankh, who was starting to get mad.
"Because you deserve it!" Scale declared, pushing Ankh off the sand dune they were standing at the top of. Unfortunately for him, Ankh instinctively reached out and grabbed the nearest thing to keep himself from falling. This, of course, was Scale's arm, so the two of them went tumbling down the especially steep sand dune together. Ankh screamed at first, but then kept his mouth tightly shut. Scale shouted a continuous stream of ancient curses, getting a great deal of sand in his mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, they suddenly found themselves falling through a hole in the sand.
The two landed on hard stone ground, still holding on to each other. Ankh landed on top of Scale, whose back slammed into the floor, broken slabs of stone, and sand.
Ankh gasped in horror. "Oh Scale, I'm sorry! I didn't mean any of it! Are you all right? Hold still, I'll help you!"
Scale gave him a death glare. "I'm not some weak mortal. I turned insubstantial as I hit the ground. Now get off of me, you lummox!"
Ankh blinked and quickly got up. Scale did the same, carefully brushing himself off. He walked over to the wall where he saw some carvings, and Ankh followed him. Ankh saw that Scale's gait was altered, as if his back hurt, so he silently placed his hand over Scale's back and healed it.
Scale whipped his head around as he felt the pain disappear. He gave Ankh a suspicious stare before turning back to the wall. "This is OUR pharaoh. Look at the hair," he said, pointing to the carving on the wall.
"Oh, you're right! Look, this one must be me. And there's Seth. And the Eye Spirit, too. There's the first guardian, Sadin. I think he did something important at the funeral. Scale, is that one you?" Ankh said enthusiastically.
Scale stared at him for a long moment. "Now that we all KNKOW each other…" he muttered, turning back to the wall. "Ha, look! They carved the Pharaoh as tall as the rest of us here! That shrimp was barely up to my chin!"
"Scale, he was our Pharaoh. Show some respect," Ankh said softly, glancing around.
"What are you afraid of, ostrich knees? Look at him, what a pathetic fake," Sacle said, flicking the carving with his index finger.
"Well… you're right, he WAS a lot shorter. But he was vain, too. He would have wanted to be thought of as tall and regal instead of…"
"…Shorter than a midget with his legs cut off?"
"I wasn't going to say that!" Ankh said indignantly.
"But that's what you meant," Scale said, smirking in satisfaction.
"Well… yes…" Ankh admitted, smiling slightly. "What's that next part? It's so worn…"
" 'Whosoever entereth here…' Just the standard curse, I guess. Look, there's a light. Let's get out of here," Scale said, quickly losing interest.
"We could just go back to Items," Ankh suggested. Scale shot him a glare and disappeared… Or he tried to.
"Why isn't it working?" Scale demanded.
"We're on sacred ground… Maybe there's a ward against that type of magic," Ankh said with a shrug. "I guess we'll just have to walk. It doesn't' look far." So they started walking.
…Twenty minutes later they were still walking. "Not far, huh? I'm so glad we have your expert advice to guide us. I feel SO much better with you and your ideas around," Scale spat.
"I said it LOOKED close. I guess I was wrong," ANkh said defensively.
"Egghead…" Scale muttered.
"Do you know anything about curses or protection spells on tombs?" Ankh asked.
"As a matter of fact, I do," Scale said haughtily. He thought for a moment. "This was the 'going backward to go forward' type. From one of those people who thought he was smart and funny. Just walk backwards and we'll be out in no time."
"But what about pits or hidden switches?" Ankh argued.
Scale gave him an enigmatically evil grin. "Ah, well you'll have to leave that up to faith. Feeling lucky today?" He turned his back to the light and began walking. Ankh was worried, but he hurried to catch up. After walking backwards side by side for a few minutes, they saw light coming from behind them. Scale turned and Ankh did the same. They were looking out over the town from a foothill of the nearby mountains. As they got to the cave's mouth however, a booming voice stopped them.
||WHOSOEVER ENTERS THIS SACRED TOMB TO MOCK RA'S GREATEST INCARNATION SHALL LEAVE THIS HALLOWED CATACOMB A FAR LESSER MAN THAN THE PHARAOH!||
A great, supernatural wind came up from deep inside the crypt to sweep Ankh and Scale outside.
********************************************************* ******************
Shadi was lying on his roof, reading an Egyptian history book. He liked to find all the inaccurate parts. He, of course, knew Egyptian history and 'mythology,' as they called it, better than any mortal outside the Ishtar family, who had been involved with the ruling class of Egypt at least as long as the guardians. The blazing sun made most places very uncomfortable, but Shadi had found a nice spot in the shade of another building.
Shadi had just gotten to a ridiculously wrong part of the book when he heard a distressed young voice call his name. He looked up in surprise. He hadn't realized that any young children would even know his name, much less call it in that tone. Shadi went to the edge of the roof. Two very small children looked up at him with huge blue and green eyes. The sun glinted off of the Ankh and Scales they carried.
Endnotes: Aww! If anyone is a good artist and could draw chibi Ankh and/or Scale (or perhaps Shadi), that'd be great! I can write for chibis to some extent, but when it comes to drawing, I'm chibi-challenged.
Oh, if you want to write a story about/including Ankh and/or Scale, I'd be flattered beyond words, and I'd love to see it.
Sadin is the name that Forbidden Memories uses for the guardian in ancient Egypt.
Thank you for all the chocolate, books, T-shrits, sharp objects, flamethrowers, water... Sleeping pills, hugs, kisses, more pointy things, and other firey implements of destruction people sent to me, Ankh, and Scale. Some of us appreciate our presents. And some of us don't appreciate other peoples' presents!
Also, if anyone hasn't gone to visit my newly posted rants yet, they can be found at http://indigo.1afm.com/shadishrine.html and will be updated weekly as usual, starting this week. Be sure to visit!
By the way, Baby Winter, it is so AMAZINGLY cool that your yami has a crush on Scale. I would think I'd be offended by such a thing, but for some reason it's the coolest thing in the world. I'm not sure Scale shares my enthusiasm for it, but who knows...?
Cat, how long have you had your muse? When I first "hired" Ankh and Scale, they were pretty out of control too. But I worked with them a bit and let a whole bunch of people borrow them, and they're much better-behaved now. Most of the time...
Scale: Oh look, some more losers have been writing about us… Baby Winter just decided to stick us in her story. I only read the last chapter, but it looked bad. Chibigreen Tanuki's writing a shonen ai about me and that weakling, Ankh. But I haven't even come into the story yet. And she's being slow! Rrg, I'm sure she'll mangle my character as much as your American dubbers. Crossover Authoress is trying to stick me with Serenity in her fanfic. It's coming along faster, but that's not a good thing! I don't want to be stuck with a stupid mortal!! If she makes me mushy, I'll go over there and stab her with one of those sharp things Yami Li gave me… And Seena's writing a stupid romance about Shadi and Cecelia. What a sick freak I live in! She's DEAD, you moron! And none of those fools participating in the lame challenge Indigo issued even asked for anything. I guess that means they don't GET anything! Ha, not like they deserve even a grain of sand for the crap they write... Can any of you other losers think of anything to write about us? And where's that pairing of me and a box of chocolates, huh?
Ankh: Scale, stop criticizing people so much! They're all really wonderful stories! Indigo and I were very impressed with them, and you would be too if you had any sense. Well, you all must know by now that Indigo doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh and never will. She owns me and Scale, though.
Scale: Ha, that's what she thinks! I'm just biding my time…
Ankh: Scale, if you don't stop that I might have to tell them something REALLY… interesting…
Scale: Ha, you've got nothing on me, you warped cross.
Ankh: Should I go find Yami Li…?
Scale: Grr… Go away, maggot-fodder. Leave me alone.
Three-In-One Combo!!
Shadi was meditating. He attempted to clear his mind to achieve inner peace. Because Ra knew there had been no outer peace lately…
"Ow! Scale, stop poking me!"
/Deep breaths… Think on the greatness of the universe…/
"Come back here, you pin head! I'm not finished yet!"
/Earthly problems are insignificant. They make no difference in the grand scheme of things./
"No! NOOO! Stop it!!"
/On the great scale of the universe, this does not matter…/
"Let me go! Hey! What was that about me, hog dander?"
Shadi opened his eyes, giving up on meditation for the moment. Ankh was lying on the ground, cringing as Scale pulled a lock of his long green hair. Scale stood over him trying to take his turban back, since Ankh had pulled it off. His wild mass of spiky black hair almost covered his face.
"Both of you let go," Shadi said, getting up with a sigh. Ankh let go and Scale reluctantly did the same. Ankh stood up and Scale re-wrapped his turban around his head. "Apparently you both need more to occupy your time. Fortunately, I have just such a thing for you. The unmarked tombs near the Valley of the Kings have not been checked in years. Both of you can walk over and make sure that they all remain covered, unentered, and unharmed. Look in on the more public tombs as well, while you're there."
"All right," Ankh sighed dutifully.
"Not a chance, lunkhead! That's too low and boring a task for me," sneered Scale.
"Of course, I could call your Wretched Ghost of the Attic out of its card to accompany you. I'm sure that would make the trip far more exciting…" Shadi suggested, putting a hand to the Ankh as if to do just that.
Scale growled to stop him. He followed Ankh towards the door. "May demons possess your earrings!"
Shadi shrugged, unperturbed. "They already possess my Items."
Scale glared at Shadi. "May kangaroo rats nest in your turban!" he shot back before leaving.
Shadi pondered for a moment which would be worse: small rodents infesting his turban or Scale.
…Definitely Scale.
*********************************************************** ********
Ankh and Scale made a wide circle, passing by every tomb. When they were almost finished, they saw a small swarm of people entering the Valley of the Kings with excavation gear in tow.
"Look Scale, Egyptologists!" Ankh exclaimed, shielding his eyes against the afternoon sun with one hand and pointing with the other.
Scale gave a short, derisive laugh. He bent and scooped up a stone from the ground. "I'll bet I can hit that fat one's head," he said, tossing the rock up and snatching it out of the air.
"No Scale, don't!" Ankh said quickly, grabbing the other spirit's arm and making him drop the rock.
Scale yanked his arm away in disgust. "Why not? Because 'it's not nice'?" he asked in a high voice, mocking Ankh.
"Yes. And because we don't want to attract attention to ourselves. You know Shadi doesn't like us getting into trouble," Ankh said, glancing worriedly toward the Valley.
"You're just Shadi's little toady. Why'd I get stuck with you, anyway?" Scale asked, kicking some sand at Ankh.
Ankh gave him a rare dark look. "I've often pondered that myself. Probably because anyone else would have strangled you centuries ago. You don't have to be so nasty all the time, Scale," Ankh said seriously.
"Oh, so I could be more like YOU?" Scale asked sarcastically. "Who'd want to? You're so sickening and boring, I could gag! No wonder you cling to Shadi like a leech! Even HE'S stronger than you are!"
"At least I'm not an obsessive… out of control… neat freak! Why are you always trying to pick a fight with everyone, Scale?" asked Ankh, who was starting to get mad.
"Because you deserve it!" Scale declared, pushing Ankh off the sand dune they were standing at the top of. Unfortunately for him, Ankh instinctively reached out and grabbed the nearest thing to keep himself from falling. This, of course, was Scale's arm, so the two of them went tumbling down the especially steep sand dune together. Ankh screamed at first, but then kept his mouth tightly shut. Scale shouted a continuous stream of ancient curses, getting a great deal of sand in his mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, they suddenly found themselves falling through a hole in the sand.
The two landed on hard stone ground, still holding on to each other. Ankh landed on top of Scale, whose back slammed into the floor, broken slabs of stone, and sand.
Ankh gasped in horror. "Oh Scale, I'm sorry! I didn't mean any of it! Are you all right? Hold still, I'll help you!"
Scale gave him a death glare. "I'm not some weak mortal. I turned insubstantial as I hit the ground. Now get off of me, you lummox!"
Ankh blinked and quickly got up. Scale did the same, carefully brushing himself off. He walked over to the wall where he saw some carvings, and Ankh followed him. Ankh saw that Scale's gait was altered, as if his back hurt, so he silently placed his hand over Scale's back and healed it.
Scale whipped his head around as he felt the pain disappear. He gave Ankh a suspicious stare before turning back to the wall. "This is OUR pharaoh. Look at the hair," he said, pointing to the carving on the wall.
"Oh, you're right! Look, this one must be me. And there's Seth. And the Eye Spirit, too. There's the first guardian, Sadin. I think he did something important at the funeral. Scale, is that one you?" Ankh said enthusiastically.
Scale stared at him for a long moment. "Now that we all KNKOW each other…" he muttered, turning back to the wall. "Ha, look! They carved the Pharaoh as tall as the rest of us here! That shrimp was barely up to my chin!"
"Scale, he was our Pharaoh. Show some respect," Ankh said softly, glancing around.
"What are you afraid of, ostrich knees? Look at him, what a pathetic fake," Sacle said, flicking the carving with his index finger.
"Well… you're right, he WAS a lot shorter. But he was vain, too. He would have wanted to be thought of as tall and regal instead of…"
"…Shorter than a midget with his legs cut off?"
"I wasn't going to say that!" Ankh said indignantly.
"But that's what you meant," Scale said, smirking in satisfaction.
"Well… yes…" Ankh admitted, smiling slightly. "What's that next part? It's so worn…"
" 'Whosoever entereth here…' Just the standard curse, I guess. Look, there's a light. Let's get out of here," Scale said, quickly losing interest.
"We could just go back to Items," Ankh suggested. Scale shot him a glare and disappeared… Or he tried to.
"Why isn't it working?" Scale demanded.
"We're on sacred ground… Maybe there's a ward against that type of magic," Ankh said with a shrug. "I guess we'll just have to walk. It doesn't' look far." So they started walking.
…Twenty minutes later they were still walking. "Not far, huh? I'm so glad we have your expert advice to guide us. I feel SO much better with you and your ideas around," Scale spat.
"I said it LOOKED close. I guess I was wrong," ANkh said defensively.
"Egghead…" Scale muttered.
"Do you know anything about curses or protection spells on tombs?" Ankh asked.
"As a matter of fact, I do," Scale said haughtily. He thought for a moment. "This was the 'going backward to go forward' type. From one of those people who thought he was smart and funny. Just walk backwards and we'll be out in no time."
"But what about pits or hidden switches?" Ankh argued.
Scale gave him an enigmatically evil grin. "Ah, well you'll have to leave that up to faith. Feeling lucky today?" He turned his back to the light and began walking. Ankh was worried, but he hurried to catch up. After walking backwards side by side for a few minutes, they saw light coming from behind them. Scale turned and Ankh did the same. They were looking out over the town from a foothill of the nearby mountains. As they got to the cave's mouth however, a booming voice stopped them.
||WHOSOEVER ENTERS THIS SACRED TOMB TO MOCK RA'S GREATEST INCARNATION SHALL LEAVE THIS HALLOWED CATACOMB A FAR LESSER MAN THAN THE PHARAOH!||
A great, supernatural wind came up from deep inside the crypt to sweep Ankh and Scale outside.
********************************************************* ******************
Shadi was lying on his roof, reading an Egyptian history book. He liked to find all the inaccurate parts. He, of course, knew Egyptian history and 'mythology,' as they called it, better than any mortal outside the Ishtar family, who had been involved with the ruling class of Egypt at least as long as the guardians. The blazing sun made most places very uncomfortable, but Shadi had found a nice spot in the shade of another building.
Shadi had just gotten to a ridiculously wrong part of the book when he heard a distressed young voice call his name. He looked up in surprise. He hadn't realized that any young children would even know his name, much less call it in that tone. Shadi went to the edge of the roof. Two very small children looked up at him with huge blue and green eyes. The sun glinted off of the Ankh and Scales they carried.
Endnotes: Aww! If anyone is a good artist and could draw chibi Ankh and/or Scale (or perhaps Shadi), that'd be great! I can write for chibis to some extent, but when it comes to drawing, I'm chibi-challenged.
Oh, if you want to write a story about/including Ankh and/or Scale, I'd be flattered beyond words, and I'd love to see it.
Sadin is the name that Forbidden Memories uses for the guardian in ancient Egypt.
Thank you for all the chocolate, books, T-shrits, sharp objects, flamethrowers, water... Sleeping pills, hugs, kisses, more pointy things, and other firey implements of destruction people sent to me, Ankh, and Scale. Some of us appreciate our presents. And some of us don't appreciate other peoples' presents!
Also, if anyone hasn't gone to visit my newly posted rants yet, they can be found at http://indigo.1afm.com/shadishrine.html and will be updated weekly as usual, starting this week. Be sure to visit!