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It is noble to die for one’s country, says the old anti-war
poem I learned in British American War Poetry class.
Disclaimer: Yu-gi-Oh! Belongs to Kazuki Takahashi. I make no
profit off this fanfiction, and it belongs to me under international copyright
laws. Don’t steal and don’t sue. Thank you, *Phantomness bows*
WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE, HUMAN SACRIFICE, AND
OTHER UNPLEASANT THINGS!
Chapter 11
“Mahaado!”
Yami’s
worried voice snapped the Magician out of his trance. A small smile played on lips
as he cleared his throat.
“My
friends, I have just heard something very interesting…”
The Ring
glowed as he relayed their message.
“Princess
Desert Rose is Thief King Bakura’s lover!”
“It seems
true.” Karim looked at his scales. They didn’t move. “Mahaado isn’t lying.” Not
that the Elected Priest had a reason to lie…
“But why
would he kidnap Princess Lily?”
“Perhaps
ransom?” Aishizu closed her eyes, tried to channel the Tauk… and screamed in
pain as lightning blasted down upon her form.
Laughter
rang out above them, and as the Priests and Pharaoh looked up, there, sitting
astride the winged beast Diabound was Thief King Bakura, holding Princess Lily
in his arms. The Mother Goddess Kali materialized next to them.
There was
laughter, and he was barely aware of some energy flying at them but he had to
protect his Pharaoh… had to…
The spell
words were blurred in his mind, what runes was he casting, was that even the
right spell, but…
Save… him…
“Mahaado!”
“He won’t
wake up.”
Aishizu’s
face was grave as she summoned Mystical Elf to heal her fallen brother. Yami
had been the first one to notice, a strange, subtle shimmer in the air around
them, like a mirror...
And then
the attacks sent their way suddenly reflected back upon their owners… destroying
their Ka… and their Ba…
“I don’t
understand.” Akunadin said heavily. “I’ve never seen a spell like that…”
“He didn’t
summon his Ka, so why?” Set looked confused.
And that
was when the Blue Eyes White Dragon burst out of the cloud layer, with Mana and
Kisara riding on it.
“Kisara!”
“Mana, what
are you doing here?” Aishizu scolded. “You were supposed to protect the
Palace!”
“Kisara
said that you were in danger!”
Set rolled
his eyes. As much as he loved Kisara, she needed a good dose of common sense
once in a while. Aishizu seemed to pick up on this wavelength, and her Spirit
Supiera and Karim’s Curse of Dragon sped towards the palace, just in case… not
that Mahaado’s Wall Shadows weren’t keeping watch, but…
“I’m
perfectly fine, Kisara.” Set told her, tousling her hair affectionately, “But
unfortunately, I don’t think Mahaado is.”
Yami
frowned. Why wouldn’t Mahaado wake up? Could it be?
It was
worth a try. He could argue out the ethics later. Propping the unconscious
Priest up, he kissed him, waiting…
There was a
slight feeling of pain in his body – energy drain most likely, not that he
could recognize it as Mahaado had never drained him, but Mahaado’s eyes
snapped open, exhausted green. “P-Pharaoh!”
Yami broke
contact, feeling energy running down his blood like fire into Mahaado’s body
through their clasped hands. “You drained your own magic to put up that… didn’t
you? You used all of the magic you’ve been accumulating, for all this time…”
“I had to
protect my Pharaoh.” Mahaado’s voice was barely audible.
“It
worked.” Yami sighed. “But you could have died…”
Something
in Mahaado’s eyes shifted, a whisper of dark magic, and Yami relaxed.
Everything was fine now. Now, what to do with the two?
Mahaado
wouldn’t die on him that easily!
Princess
Lily and Thief King Bakura were sealed with a set of binding spells and
transported back to the palace on dragon back, though the White Dragon looked
most unhappy. The rest of the priests and Pharaoh followed.
Perhaps
thing would quiet down now.
But it was
a futile hope.
First
though, Desert Rose had to go. They knew enough. She was Thief King Bakura’s
lover? Even if she had been innocent, such filth in the Palace was
unacceptable, especially as a potential concubine.
Yami was
extremely grateful he had not slept with her.
Set did it,
actually. Slit her throat with the Millennium Rod. No one even bothered to
extract her Ka.
The lowest
of the low.
Death would
have been kind to her, but now, they left her body unburied. She would not find
a place to dwell in the land of the dead. Her soul would wander forever.
Fitting
punishment for her traitorous actions.
“I wonder
what happened to the real princess – or was it princesses? If one was a fake,
than the other cannot be real.” Karim asked.
Aishizu
frowned. “The Tauk refuses to show me. I do wish I knew as well…”
“It is all
right. And how is Mahaado?”
“He is
recuperating surprisingly fast… and he says that he is watching Princess Lily.
Such blatant lies to the Pharaoh though, pretending to be a virgin, would
already garner harsh punishment. If we found anything on top of that… well…”
“Good. Even
if she has not betrayed us to Thief King Bakura, she is still dangerous.”
Shadah intoned.
“I
understand.”
Karim and
Shadah smiled.
“What are
you doing down here? Keh. Fool.” Bakura laughed as the High Priest opened the
door to his cell. Checking on the prisoners, eh? Well, he’d take advantage of
it! In an instant, his Ka had appeared, and the man was lying dazed against the
wall, blood running down his face. Hm. He was rather attractive, and he
had time… idiot hadn’t even brought any guards.
After the
deed was done, he slit the man’s throat and reached for the Sennen Ring,
preparing to make his escape.
Only to
scream in agony as the ring blazed red-hot. After that, everything was
darkness, and a whisper.
Son…
Mahaado sat
up, giving the Sennen Ring a pet. Its pendants jingled, but they weren’t angry.
“You’re
happy to have your child back, aren’t you?” He asked. The Ring seemed to pulse
in agreement. The mother wanted her child inside of her, where she could
protect him and guard him and keep him.
It was
quite like what he was to his Pharaoh.
He brushed
a hand across his throat in irritation as the blood vanished. It had been
merely illusion, if a messy one to pull off. Still…
“One word
of warning, my dear Thief King… you can’t kill what’s already dead.”
His
laughter rang out through the damp walls, and in her cell several doors down,
Princess Lily shivered.
Yami stood
before Mahaado as he traced the gleaming black armor his lover was encased in.
“It fits you.” He said softly. “It fits very well.”
“I am glad
you approve, my Pharaoh.”
“When my
time comes…you will lead me home, right?”
“Of course,
my Pharaoh.”
The Black
Magician smiled as the Pharaoh pulled him into a kiss.
“What has
he done?” Akunadin gasped. “Why would he…?”
“It worked,
didn’t it?” Set said coldly. “Mahaado always did put the country first. Pity he
went about it in such an underhanded fashion.”
“My brother
is not dead.” Aishizu said calmly. “His Ka lives on. That is all I ask.”
Karim and
Shadah comforted her, and the Pharaoh simply smiled at the tablet.
Disturbing…
But if it
worked, well, they wouldn’t fault it.
Besides,
even if Akunadin and Shimon were of the older generation and did not approve,
the younger Priests knew that sometimes…
Sacrifices
needed to be made.
Akunadin
seemed to have forgotten the history of the Sennen Items. Either that, or he
had blocked the memory.
It was
a rather horrifying one.
It had hurt!
Set and Karim and Shadah had had a hard time holding the Priest of the Ring
down as his Pharaoh drew the ceremonial golden blades down his body, tracing
out ancient symbols of magic that glittered red.
However,
Mahaado had never uttered a sound, not even as Yami gave him an apologetic look
and made the first horrible incisions in his chest. Set had winced in sympathy
as the light faded from Mahaado’s eyes and a chill wind sent all of the candles
in the chamber flickering out.
When the
flames were rekindled, moments later, there was no body. But floating above the
table, wrapped in night-black armor, was a very familiar visage.
He had
regretfully used the Sennen Rod to seal the former priest – now only a soul
monster, into a tablet. And the day after, Yami and Mahaado had put their plan
into action.
Now, Thief
King Bakura was just a disembodied spirit inside the Sennen Ring.
Perfect.
End Chapter
Completed 4/9/06
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