Blue Eyes (Yu Gi Oh Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11 - Demise

The carriage was small inside. The air was thick, and the draft was non-existant. I inwardly sighed staring blankly out of the window. Two boys where sat on the roadside eating a mango between them; a stall vender sat hunched, his long grey hair drifted down over his shoulders whilst the sun landed on his bald dark head. His beard was also long, with several curls. His stall consisted of a basket filled with mangos, flies attacked everything.
Yami and Atem were deep in conversation with Heba and Yugi. They laughed. Uncomfortable I shuffled further away from Yami towards the door, the large gold earrings I wore swinging dramatically. Then I saw his face. In the crowd. His hatred filled eyes unmistakable. The first attack came. Three figures in brown, sack robes with red scarfs tied over their heads, clamoured onto the side of the carriage wielding daggers and an assortment of other weapons. I flung open the door and rolled to the floor. I could see more on the tops of buildings. Brandishing my own daggers the first bandit leapt over my head. I bitterly cursed dresses. Fustrated I couldn't move I locked onto my crown in my mind. The heat from the eye of horus warmed my scalp as a beam of golden light consumed me. Upon opening my eyes everything was still, frozen. I smiled and selected some robes from a nearby stall. I tapped Mikari's hand, she was standing next to the carriage behind, and she sprung out of the stillness. We changed into short black robes, they wrapped tight. Mikari had a red sash around her waist I had a blue. The robes were figure hugging and provided plentiful places to hide weapons. With my hand on Mikari's shoulder, to prevent her from freezing we readied our weapons. I held a dagger in one hand and a longer knife in the other. Mikari on the other hand had a sword in her stronger right hand and and a smaller sword in her left. I unfreezed time. Mikari's Millennium earrings began to glow and soon enough shady, black, shadows appeared from the ground. They all looked like fallen soldiers, with gaping red wounds and arrows protruding from their bodies. All held weapons. I released my spell.
As the solids became more real, the horrific injuries disappeared and they began to battle with the many thieves of the city. Mikari became occupied with a small group attacking the horses.
I returned to the carriage Yami had locked the doors and the three thieves banged on the sliding wooden windows. I sprung into action, "Hey losers, too scared to be beaten by a girl." They instantly turned raising daggers. One was tall with scar laced skin, his skin was pale from them. Some of his teeth were missing and his black hair was tied in a pony tail.
"The Thief King wanted you, mi lady." He swung out towards me with a dagger. I perried and under cut, ploughing the blade deep into his ribs. I pushed him backwards as the other two leapt down. The smallest bashed my knee cap, as he was bent over my larger claw found a home in his back. I perried the second brown haired attacker. There was the audible clink of metal upon metal. He dodged my swipe and jabbed me with a fist in the ribs. I swung my shorter blade, I missed his face but the marlin plunged deep into his wrist. It protruded the other side, followed by the rhythmic jetting of crimson, with every one of his heart beats. He looked shocked at his wrist, my dagger was dragged out by my own hand and then plunged into his eye socket. I could feel the tip scratch bone as I dragged it out.
The sound of war had stopped, I looked up and around. All eyes were on me. The carriage door was open. Yugi and Heba looked shocked, as did Yami and Atem. I had just killed. I was a murderer. I had killed them just for myself. I touched my face, someone else's blood sat there. I looked to the crowd and only saw disgust and shock. I ran. I leapt over the fallen thieves, to the crowd, they parted and I pushed through. I could see a white haired figure run away, I easily caught up. It wasn't the Thief King, just a woman with her washing. I growled in frustration.
Then I heard it. Amongst the tropical trees, the insane laugh. I examined my options. I looked back nobody had turned their heads. With vigilant eyes I scanned the shanty settlement. No movement. I began to pace forward, a hand grabbed my wrist and I turned to face Joey.
"It's not safe Princess." He tugged me back to the carriage. I was forced to sit inside, coated in flaking crimson. All turned to look at me. I sneered.
"Never seen a girl fight. Ha." I wiped my larger dagger along my black robes as the carriage returned back to the palace.
After a rinse down in my room, I changed back into the blue robes. Exhaling strongly I sat slouched in the royal throne. There was no point in Yami or Atem assuming it, whining bastards. Heba had entered, he glanced in my direction as I slid my slightly exposed legs over the side of the gold throne. I ran my nails under each other cleaning them. I hummed gently a familar tune, I chipped in an odd word. Heba glared his purple eyes shimmering in the half light, "You're not crowned Pharoah I don't think you should sit in the throne. It'd not be wise for a woman to disobey orders." I snorted.