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Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh nor do I own the song (Yes,
I shall be using a song for this chapter!)
A/N: Wow! Yeah, sure
I’ll update. Okay, a note…I’m using a
song because it fits perfectly for this chapter and because I want to. Alright?
This is another no holds barred chapter so I’m not holding back…much…but
I’m including warnings for you all specially!
This is one of those times when the A/N comes in handy, eh?
Warning: Torture
Warning: Mental and
Physical abuse
Warning: I ain’t
gonna try to hold back on purpose
Warning: Strong
emotions
Warning: Song might
cause people to wonder why I used it!
Duel of Love
Chapter 17: Hero
Where have all the
good men gone
And where are all the
gods?
Pharaoh Atemu
I knew where she
was now…and getting her back would not be an easy thing to do… I had my servants prepare High Priest Seto’s
and my horse as we prepared to leave to ride out to rescue Miss Katiana. I could only hate to think of what lies she
was being told, what damage was being done to her. She was being hurt now because I was a
fool. She was suffering so someone could
cause me pain…and it was working…but I would not abandon her. I love her…even if now she doesn’t think
so… Ra, guide me and let me save her.
Where’s the
street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising
odds?
High Priest Seto
After what High
Priestess Isis told me and the way the pharaoh reacted to Katiana’s
disappearance confirmed it all for me…but I wouldn’t give up…not just yet. I still loved her and that would never end… I
didn’t want her to stop smiling…I didn’t want her to stop being happy…
Isn’t there a white
knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need
Unknown
She didn’t look
like she was in the best shape. That was
all thanks to me of course. A small pool
of blood had begun to collect itself around her and she had this defeated look
in her eyes.
“That’s right…” I
began, the words I spoke haunting the deepest recess of her mind, “He never did
love you…it was just a game…it has always been games for him, he never can do
anything without making a gamble, a bet…or just to amuse himself…”
“…” she didn’t
respond to me so I sliced her arm, and she screamed as the fresh blood ran down
her, the cold edge of the knife resting just where I had finished cutting her.
“You were his
greatest game; take comfort in that at least, his greatest challenge…” I
continued, “He had to get you to say you loved him…and he would do whatever he
needed to do to get it…”
“Uh-uh,” she
moaned and I laughed.
“Oh, but it’s
true…he said those three sweet little words so easily after a while…he’s so
good at pretending…” I said, “And you know that if you really had said his true
name he would have killed you? Take
comfort in the fact you were respectful no matter what…”
“B…But…” she
began and I slapped her across the face.
Her lips looked cracked and dry save for the blood that ran down
them. Her left eye was swollen shut and
her hair tinged crimson.
“What’s worse…is
your High Priest, the one you trusted so much…was in on it,” I said slowly, and
watched her eyes widen.
“No…” she moaned
weakly.
“Silly child…you
are such a fool…” I said and sliced at her leg, and she cried out, fresh tears
seeping down her face. In a while she
will most likely become dehydrated from crying so much…and then her tears would
be blood…
Pharaoh Atemu
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the end of the night
“Are the horses
ready to ride?” High Priest Seto asked me, walking up quickly, looking as
though he was ready to go to war. He had his sword in his belt, along with his
rod.
“We are,” I
replied, adjusting my clothes slightly and tightening my own belt where my
sword and dagger lay, “We need to find her and get her back…I have some idea as
to where she might be…”
“Then you lead
the way Pharaoh,” he said, “And we better get her back…”
“Alive,” I added under my breath, “I
better get her back alive…or else…”
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
We mounted onto
our horses and began going towards the gate, people waving us off as we passed
them.
“You better find
her and bring her back safe Pharaoh!” a voice called out, one that sounded more
than familiar to me. I looked down to
see Madera, hands planted on her
hips looking very cross.
“You should know
better than to threaten me,” I said, looking at her.
“And you should
know better than to do what you did,” she said smugly.
“How do you
know?” I asked her and even High Priest Seto had come over to see who I was
arguing with.
“Madera,
don’t be foolish,” he said.
“Who’s really the
fool here…if the pharaoh doesn’t find and bring back Katiana safely I sure as
hell don’t want to be around when the gods seek vengeance…” she said, and added
softly, “The gods punish those who abuse love…”
“I didn’t abuse
anything!” I exclaimed and my horse snorted angrily.
“If you didn’t
she wouldn’t have been kidnapped,” she said and began to walk away, “I just
know everything…don’t I?”
“Why you…” I
began but High Priest Seto put a hand on my shoulder, “That was disrespectful…I
can’t believe the things that…”
“It’s true though
Pharaoh,” he said gently, “Don’t get mad at her. She has been Katiana’s only friend. She used to run to Madera’s
when she was being teased and Madera
would always scold me for letting things like that happen…she’s in many ways
the mother Katiana wanted when growing up.
She cares for Katiana deeply…”
“That still
doesn’t give her the right to talk to me…” I began.
“I know that…but
when we’re worried and confused…we all act undesirably, don’t we pharaoh?” he
asked and I lowered my head.
“I see your
point…” I said, “Come on…let’s go…”
“It appears
everyone in the city knew of how you cared for Katiana…and she cared for you…it
seems the only ones who really didn’t or didn’t admit it at the time were you
both,” he said smugly, “Lead the way…”
“Why are you
acting so differently towards this?” I asked as I began to get my horse to walk
towards the gate again.
“…” he didn’t
respond to me, merely squeezed his horse’s sides to bring him to a trot and
headed out ahead of me, “We don’t have much time.”
“Very well
then…I’ll ask later,” I murmured, “This doesn’t make sense…he seems completely
changed…”
And he’s gotta be
fresh from the fight
I need a hero
High Priest Seto
Madera’s
behavior back there didn’t surprise me at all.
She looked out for Katiana and would speak her mind even if her life was
at risk. I admired that in her…and
Katiana simply loved Madera. If the pharaoh punished Madera…Katiana
would probably hate him forever, and that was something I don’t think he
wanted…
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be
larger than life…
Unknown
I don’t think she
understood completely why I would heal a few of her wounds and let her rest for
short periods, but I didn’t care she didn’t know or understand. What good was torture if she died before I
finished having my fun? I could conjure
a few spells to harm her with…harnessing acid, lightning and fire…but not just
yet. She was broken…a broken child…a
broken heart. I slammed my hand against
her arm, shattering the bone and she cried out in pain, sobbing heavily. She screamed when I dug in a little bit and I
think the shattered bone fragment nearly pierced her skin. More blood fell from her wounds and I tasted
a little of it, savoring its odd sweetness.
“He never loved
you and you’re paying the price he should be paying,” I said with an amused
sigh, “It’s almost a pity I’m making you suffer for it but it’s not like I
should care… your innocence and kindness won’t save you here!” I cut her again along the shoulder, making it
light, not too deep. Her face, her arms,
were ravaged by scars. Her clothes were
torn in various places, soaked in blood.
She moaned in
pain, loosing the strength to scream.
Time to take another break, and then I’ll start with the acid…
“I almost pity
you…almost,” I muttered in her ear.
Pharaoh Atemu
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
We rode hard,
having our horses keep up a grueling pace.
We had to cover much ground and even if we rode our hardest it would
still take us time to get there…and we didn’t want our horses to give out on
us, forcing us to set up a makeshift came in a small area of rocks. We were along the Nile
so High Priest Seto took the horses to get water while I built a makeshift fire
for the night. We didn’t bring along any
guards or armies or anything of a sort, we couldn’t or else it would be too
much to have to monitor so many people…and if any more than just us went…I knew
that they would loose their lives quickly out here during this. Just having two people made it easier to get
around… unseen. I knew who had her and
he would pay for this…he would pay dearly.
Somewhere just beyond
my reach
There’s someone
reaching back for me…
Priestess Katiana
Would anyone be
coming for me? Could what my captor said
be true?
“I might as well
let you rest and recover through the night…give you strength to scream
tomorrow…open you mouth,” a voice said and I felt a hand on my chin and I
opened my mouth weakly and found water poured on my lips and I drank a little,
“But don’t let this fool you…the best tormentors want their tormented to be
able to feel pain time after time again…your screams feed my torture…your blood
feeds my hunger…” I didn’t respond…too
tired…too weak. Someone…anyone…please
don’t let his lies be truths…please…
Unknown
I was going to
let her sleep the night…recover some of whatever strength she had left so I
could hear her scream fresh and new tomorrow.
Her throat couldn’t scream if it was dry, so I gave her a little
water. She was barely conscious to drink
it and she fell out of it as soon as I let her be. I was proud of some of the scars…when I began
the acid…I’d turn her to her back…carve some nice designs across her back…burn
a little into her hand… I was good at
making my acid tattoos… I had given her
a nice scar across her cheek…scars that would never fade away… It was almost a pity to ruin something so
pretty…so pure…but if it hurt the pharaoh…I would even stoop to raping her…
Pharaoh Atemu
Racing on the thunder
and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a
superman to sweep me off my feet
I couldn’t sleep,
I told High Priest Seto I would keep watch but he didn’t want to sleep
either. I kept staring towards the
stars, praying to the gods that they would watch out for her…help her where I
had failed. Praying that they would do
what I could not… I was unable to do
anything…I was pathetic…hopeless…I couldn’t save the one I loved the most…and
now I was paying the most horrible price.
If I lost her…my light…my love… I knew I would die…
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the end of the night
Unknown
Morning came,
time to begin anew what I had started the day before. I ate a light meal, savoring every taste and
got ready to begin my day. I looked for
where I had stored the acid and brought it out, seeing the child, Priestess
Katiana; awake, although still looking weak and pathetic. I don’t see what the pharaoh saw in her…she
couldn’t speak properly, she wasn’t beautiful…at least not anymore…she was
rather plain to begin with and I just made her worse. I went up and began to unhook the chains that
bound her and she fell into the pool that was her own blood and let out a moan.
“W…What?” she
asked slowly, trying to pick herself up but fell down with a small splash. I raised her head by gripping her hair and
she cried out in pain. I smiled and
wiped some of the blood away from her face and stared into her eyes.
“I have something
different in mind today for you child,” I crowed and dipped the tip of my
dagger into the acid and brought it to her back, trailing it down one of her
side and she screamed. It was music to
my ears. The rest of the clothing
covering her back fell away, leaving her back bared to me. She still had her sleeves holding her
flimsy clothing to her front; just enough to cover her breasts but it probably
didn’t matter to her anymore. I trailed
a line down her back with new acid and she cried out again. I trailed it from her right shoulder to her
left hip, letting the acid burn into her skin.
The scorched black skin began to form and she screamed in pain as I did
it again…I didn’t stop…didn’t ease the pain…not while her screams were
fresh…not while she was conscious. I
trailed another line down her back, same lines I had been making earlier. It would be permanent shaming her to no
end. Scars, the ones I could create…she
would never be considered beautiful again…not that it mattered. I don’t think I was going to let her leave
her alive but I had to weigh the choices…which would injure him more…having her
alive and hating him or having her dead and his uncertainty as to whether she
forgave him in the end…
“This is his
entire fault you know…if you had stayed away from him…not fallen for his simple
tricks it would have been so much better for you…” I said, “You know I’m not
lying… he tried so hard…even created an alternate personality just to make you
believe that his actions the night he tried to rape you…tried to sate his lust
for you were due to someone else…someone that wasn’t him…is that really so hard
to believe?”
Pharaoh Atemu
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
We were off on
our horses again before the morning sun rose, seeing a thin line of light seep
over the horizon as we headed off again towards Miss Katiana. I wouldn’t leave her…wouldn’t abandon
her. Even if she hated me now…even if
she despised me. I knew she would never
trust me again…her heart would close…and maybe…she would even stop smiling… I couldn’t bear that…to not see her smile…not
hear her laugh…an angelic voice that would rival that of a goddess… And now…nothing…I would be empty… I had no right to ask for her forgiveness…no
right to ask for her love… High Priest
Seto was better for her than I was…he wouldn’t have let this happen. I could feel the tears rush to my face and I
slowed my horse down and leaned forward, feeling the wetness flow down my
cheeks. I should just take my dagger
now…end my life… that would bring her peace…wouldn’t it? To let the one who hurt her die…never to
bother her again…
“My Pharaoh…” High Priest Seto said riding up
beside my mount, “I don’t mean to be rude but we need to move on…”
“I can’t…” I said
through tears, “Don’t you see? She’ll
never…be the same… She’ll never trust me again…I can never… She’ll never forgive me…I pushed too far this
time…” In my mind I kept repeating ‘I
don’t deserve her…I never deserved her…”
High Priest Seto reached over and turned me towards him and lifted my
head.
“You’re pitiful…”
he said and slapped me across the face.
I stopped my tears in an instant and brought a hand to my cheek. That hurt…no worse than I deserved but it
HURT!
“What did you do
that for High Priest…?” I began dangerously.
“Grow up, we all
make mistakes,” he said angrily, “Will you honestly give up now, leave her to
torment and death and confirm whatever lies that thief tells her? Will you leave her to suffer now because
you’re in pain? Do you not see that
she’s suffering as well? Don’t you see
that?”
“I do…but all
I’ll end up causing for her is more suffering…” I said, “She’ll never smile for
me…and I…”
“And for that
you’d let her die while you pity yourself for your mistakes?” he asked.
“I don’t want to
be the cause of suffering for her anymore…” I said, looking away.
“Then get her
back…now,” he said dangerously, pulling out his sword and pressing it to my
throat, “If you make her suffer now in the hands of a thief I will not hesitate
to make you suffer just as much…my father taught me forms of torture
unimaginable to your eyes…”
“What she’s going
through right now,” I said, glancing in his direction, and his eyes went wide
and he lowered his sword, “What you suffered at the hands of your father as
well…” His hand flew to his shoulder and
I let out a weak smile.
“I’m going on
ahead,” he said, putting his sword back in his belt, “I know where we’re going
now. Pity yourself if you want but I’m
not leaving her to death…” I reared my
horse to attention and began to move and he followed after, a surprised look on
his face, but accepting nonetheless. His
words had gotten to me.
“It was Miss
Katiana that had tried to heal that scar High Priest…wasn’t it…she had used all
she had learned to try and heal it…even High Priest Mahado had been unable to
remove that scar…” I murmured, “How many scars will she have? Ra…please guide my steed, let us not
tarry!” I spurred my horse to gallop
faster than before, I would not abandon her…I would save her… and then I would
disappear. I didn’t deserve her, not her
love, nor her trust. It was all I could
do, so maybe…maybe that someday when I saw her from a distance…I would see her
smile…see that smile that she was able to give… something I would never bring
to her face again… Gods Miss Katiana…please don’t die!
And he’s gotta be fresh
from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be
larger than life
Unknown
After I had
carved a nice long thick scar along her back I tied her back up, but let one of
her arms, her left arm hanging down. I
took it into my hand and dipped my dagger in the acid and brought it to the
back of her hand. The look in her eyes
was priceless. I let it drip and her
screams filled the cavern.
Pharaoh Atemu
Up where the mountains
meet the heavens above
Out where the
lightning splits the sea
We were getting
closer. All I could do was pray she was
alive…pray she wasn’t too late…
Flash
“Father, what
does it mean when a person tells someone that ‘they love them’?” I asked my
father one afternoon. I was around eight
years old at the time.
“It means that
someone cares about someone so deeply that they want to be with the person they
love…they want to protect this person and make sure that this person never
suffers…” he said and pulled me onto his lap.
“How will I know
when I’m in love?” I asked.
“You’re heart,”
he began, putting his hand over my heart, “It will tell you when you love
someone. Do you love me?”
“You’re my
father, the pharaoh, of course I love you!” I replied, eyes wide, “Does that
mean you love me?”
“Of course…” he
trailed, “You’re my son, the prince…”
“Do you think
I’ll find someone who loves me?” I asked.
“That my son is
up to you…” he replied.
“How?” I asked
but he hushed me with a finger to my lips.
“So many
questions about such a complicated subject.
Save something for our next conversation…I do believe its time for
bed. The sun is setting my son…” he
said.
“I know
father…but still…how is it up to me?” I asked.
“You can’t
possibly understand that at your age…with time and experience you’ll learn…” he
said laughing, “You’ll find out what love is on your own…experience is the best
teacher son, but remember…it is the best, even though it is not the kindest…”
Flash
I would swear that
there’s someone somewhere
Watching me
Experience…I knew
what he meant now…not the kindest teacher.
But it taught me… a very hard lesson at that, one I would not recover
from…and that hurt me most of all.
Unknown
“Does that hurt
little child?” I asked as I dripped a few more drops onto her hand. A deep scar embedded her hand…it hadn’t
burned through, just was quite deep. It
bled and she had fainted once again from the loss of blood. No matter…I was boring myself with acid
now…and wished to move onto something a little more…just something a little
different. I wouldn’t mind taking out a
few lightning spells on her…just to hear her scream… I believed water…even a
little would make it more enjoyable…her screams I mean…although it would cause
her to bleed from the mouth…I wouldn’t mind.
Maybe I should steal her first kiss as well…
Pharaoh Atemu
Through the wind and
the chill and the rain
And the storm and the
flood
“One more
night…one more ride during the day and we’ll be there,” I said, leaning against
a rock and massaging my backside. Riding
hard like that hurt even if it was to rescue her.
“We could ride
hard now…” High Priest Seto suggested.
“We need the
horses for the return journey…” I said, “We’ll need them for the return
journey…”
“I agree, it would be a shame to rescue her only to die trying to
walk back to Egypt,”
he said dryly, “I won’t abandon her to death…”
“I won’t either!”
I exclaimed.
“Does this mean you’ll
stay focused on the task at hand?” he asked severely, glaring as he sat down on
the sand.
“Yes,” I replied,
sitting down as well, “I must…”
“Do you love
her?” he asked me and I looked at him, raising an eyebrow, “Do you love her?”
“What made you
think differently?” I asked.
“Answer me…” he
said.
“I love her,” I
replied, “And I know you love her as well and hated when I was with her…why the
sudden change?”
“High Priestess
Isis had a vision,” he explained, a look of defeat on his face, “And she came
to tell me shortly before I came to find you…”
“And?” I prodded.
“You know her
rules,” he said flatly, “She won’t let me say…”
“That I know…her
visions are meant only for the person she tells,” I said, “But let me ask this…”
“I won’t reveal
anything she said, not even the reasoning behind it…” he said, his voice
remaining neutral.
“Very well…” I
said.
“I will try to
get some sleep…to face the thief we will need to be at our best,” he said and
drew his cloak around his body, “Both of us will…”
I can feel his
approach
Like a fire in my
blood
Unknown
She was
completely unconscious…I couldn’t even torment her a little more before
nightfall. She was a pitiful weak little
child. Couldn’t even stay awake long
enough for me to torment her a little more…
She was pale as well…most likely from the loss of blood. I trailed my hand down her unconscious face
and reveled in its scars. I was a master
of my art…stealing this girl and now she doubted reality.
“He hates you,” I
whispered in her ear as her unconscious state wore on, “He never loved you…”
…
Morning came
quickly enough and I was ready to begin another day. I could sense the pharaoh coming closer. His Ka wasn’t strong enough to fight against
me…HA! His love was near dead and he was
too late to save her…or was he? I could
let her live…let him suffer the scars he caused her, suffer the burns and blood
he forced her to suffer…and shed.
“Well pharaoh,” I
said, “We shall see who is stronger…”
Pharaoh Atemu
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
We started out
before the light rose above the horizon once again…we were so close and I could
sense her. Her life force was weakening,
her power and strength seeping from her body.
No matter what…I would save her.
Even if my soul shattered in the process…if she was safe…that was what
mattered…I loved her…I understood what my father meant…I loved her…
“We’re almost
there!” High Priest Seto exclaimed and I noted the cropping of rocks and caves
in front of us. Miss Katiana was
there…suffering because I was a fool.
Thief I swear, if she is harmed in anyway you will beg for death to take
you…
“I see it…” I
called back and urged my horse to go faster.
And he’s gotta be
fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a
hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
Unknown
They were almost
here…and it was time for me to fly… She
wasn’t dead…at least she wasn’t dead… yet.
I set up a spell around her, one that would shock her and let them hear
her scream as they came to her and tightened the chains, admiring my work once
more.
“It’s a shame I
didn’t get to touch you in all the ways I would have liked…I’m leaving you
here… alone to die in this cold dark place.
The light I brought with me will fade and you will be left alone…as you
always were, alone…” I murmured in her ear, “I don’t pity you for your
ignorance…you deserve it for being a fool…”
I released the timed spell and her screams filled the cavern. I smiled, watching a little bit of blood
trickle from her mouth. If she died
now…it would be merciful…such a fool…a beautiful…pitiful fool…
“If we meet
again, I might change my mind about not raping you…” I said with a grin and
took off, leaving her to the darkness, leaving out the backside of the cavern
where my horse was waiting. I could hear
her screams echoing off the walls even as I rode away. The pharaoh would be crushed…and her heart
was closed to him forever.
Pharaoh Atemu
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be
larger than life
“We’re here!” I
exclaimed, dismounting and running towards the mouth of one of the caves. I heard screams coming from it and knew they
were Miss Katiana’s. They were in pain
and my eyes welled with tears. High
Priest Seto came up to my side.
“Hurry,” he urged
and we ran into the darkness, the faint torches we brought with us our only
light…the screams echoing off the walls the only sounds.
“Miss Katiana,” I
murmured to myself, “Please…hold on…”
TBC
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