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Chapter 9: Ascension
“Long lives
Horus, son of Osiris, our beloved Pharaoh…”
Mahaado
stood silently beside the throne. Yami’s glazed air was still in place,
somewhat, and he could see the anger in Priest Seto’s jaw.
Foolish
human.
His
jealousy was so transparent it was almost laughable. He caught a trickle of
dark humor from Aishizu, although she looked as composed and cool as ever.
It was
necessary to have one’s allies around. He had Mana to help him protect the
Pharaoh, and now he had Aishizu to help spin their future.
There were
three more slits to be filled, three more items to be given away… no, four, and
Mana was eying the Rod…
So perhaps
that would fit her nicely.
“You know,
this is a private meeting.”
Mahaado
eyed Seto with disdain as he steered Yami into the room. “As you say, High
Priest Seto, but need I remind you that I am Pharaoh’s Consort…as well
as one of the Six Elected Priests like yourself.”
“Yes.” Seto
sneered.
Mahaado sat
Yami down and folded his arms across his chest, waiting for the High Priest to
speak. He was sorely disappointed when Seto pulled the hidden dagger in the rod
out and moved. However, he was certainly fast.
Yami gave a
cry of surprise as the metal pierced him, it hurt, and for a second he felt as
if he had blacked out…
He came to
in Mahaado’s arms, watching as his flesh finished sealing itself closed. Seto
was lying halfway across the room, pale and frozen. Dead, obviously…
“What did
you do?”
“Shifted to
asp and bit him nicely.”
“Ah… well,
that’s common enough.”
“Yes. Think
he’s shocked. Did it hurt badly? Are you all right?”
Yami
touched smooth flesh and smiled. “I’m fine now, Mahaado. Thank you.”
“My
Pharaoh….”
“And you’re
so loyal… pity we’re named after vices and not virtues…” Yami was about to say
more when he heard footsteps.
Mahaado
shifted and Yami sat back on the chair with his glazed look.
Akunadin
came in with an armful of scrolls. “Seto, I have your… Seto? Seto!”
The
glassy-eyed priest was quickly taken to the healers. Akunadin glanced at the
unmoving Pharaoh Yami and frowned.
He’s like a
statue… he cannot rule in this condition… perhaps I should take over as Regent…
My son! My
son…
Akunadin
wept, as Seto was taken to the embalmers next. Something would have to be done,
quickly!
Mana inherited
the Sennen Rod. It chose her when the test was held with all the prospective
young priests, waiting to be chosen. There were rumors and glares but she had
been Mahaado’s apprentice for more than five years so surely she was somewhat
qualified…. Right?
In any
case, the few that were jealous and tried to ambush her afterwards were founded
choked to death by their own hands. She proved her Mastery of the Rod quite
well, and quickly too.
There was
no more to be said.
Shadah
watched the proceedings with a sinking feeling. He was loyal to the Pharaoh,
but Yami was truly just a figurehead. It was Mahaado doing the talking and the
organizations, while the other priests chipped in their ideas. Yes, it was the
Priest of the Millennium Ring and Pharaoh’s Consort who really ran the show.
He should
trust Mahaado. Mahaado was the most loyal of them all, and no one would doubt
his sincerity, but even so…
What does
one sacrifice for the good of Egypt?
What had
Mahaado given up for this position?
The other Priest
had never wanted power, but the previous Pharaoh Akunumkanon had entrusted him
with the protection of the Royal Tombs in the Valley of the Kings, as well as
the security of the palace itself.
Quite a
heavy burden indeed…
Now,
though, Seto was gone, and perhaps Shadah was worried. None else would dare
challenge Mahaado; save Akunadin alone… perhaps it was time to speak his mind.
There were
undeniable currents of darkness around the Prince – no, the new Pharaoh. The
Shadow Games may have tainted his soul, or the Realm consumed him…
It was not
safe.
The
proposal was voted in and the priests adjourned. Mana gave Mahaado a jaunty
wave as she and Aishizu walked off. She was still playing the ditz to some
extent, although she had obviously matured, much to Shimon’s proud glances…
Shimon was
fairly loyal, but he still held great love for Akunumkanon, and if he knew how
they had manipulated the old king… well, things would not turn out so well…
Shadah
stepped up to Shimon and beckoned him over. It was time to talk of important
things.
Akunadin
headed back off to the temple of Monster Tablets… er, the Ouija Shrine. He
sighed.
His son….
Nothing could raise the dead, that he knew, and yet, he still worried…
What
happened to his son?
Damned
snakes… perhaps it was lucky that the snake hadn’t bitten the Pharaoh, but then
again, he had been acting like a statue. Worthless nephew of his…
What good
was he?
And now, if
Mahaado thought of revenge… well, luckily Hathor’s priest was too soft to do
that! Fool, but a useful one…
Akunadin
was angry. But without his son…. He really was nothing but a broken old man.
There were no pieces to play.
That was
how Bakura found him. The famous Thief King wasted no time. A quick slit of the
throat, a pluck, and the eye was his.
Excellent….
Now he had one of the Sennen Items. Once he gained all of them, the power of
darkness would be his!
Yes, life
was looking up indeed…
Not minutes
later, the royal guards came rushing in, but the damage had been done.
Akunadin’s Sennen Eye had been stolen and he was quite undeniably dead.
It seemed
that a scourge had fallen upon the Kingdom.
The people
worried over this, but not too much. Royal affairs were none of their concern
unless it directly affected their lives…
Mahaado
nodded. Bakura…
“I wonder…”
He touched the Ring against this chest and felt a hum. “Oh, a child of Kuru
Eruna? That certainly explains it…”
“He’s
strong,” Yami said offhandedly.
“You saw
his Ka as well?”
“It’s quite
lovely, for such a horrid monster… but don’t be jealous, Mahaado. I still love
you the most.”
“I was
thinking… perhaps he could be Greed… he is a tomb thief after all, or
maybe Wrath…”
“Interesting…”
End Chapter
Completed 10/9/05
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