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Chapter Four

Teana spun around as she heard the door burst open and gasped at the sight of the two that had just entered. Both Jono and Yugi were disheveled and out of breath. Upon closer inspection she saw that Yugi's face was a hue of pink and his amethyst eyes were swollen and had fresh tears in them.

Before she could even speak a word, she rushed forward and placed gentle hands on his shoulders. "Yugi, what is wrong? What happened to you?"

Yugi tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft whimper as he laid his head on her chest and continued to sob. Teana looked up at Jono waiting to see if he was going to give her any information as to why Yugi was in this condition.

Jono only stared at the two on the floor, but offered no advice as he was too shocked to what has aspired only moments ago. He never had anyone close to him taken by he Pharaoh and could only think of the worst.

Was Atemu being tortured or was he already….

Jono didn't even want to think the last part of his chaotic thoughts, but more questions seemed to conjure in his mind as he looked at the youth held tightly in Teana's arms.

What would happen to Atemu? What would Yugi do without his brother around? More importantly who would take care of Yugi? Of course Teana and he could make sure he was taken care of, but it was not the same.

Atemu and Yugi had never been apart since they had met and from what they had collected from Yugi it had been that way since as far back as he could remember.

Teana gave a sigh as she looked down at Yugi who still had his head resting on her chest. She bit her lower lip not understanding the reason he was shivering and holding her so tight. Something terrible must have happened, but what she could not fathom as she slowly looked up from the boy she looked around the room and noticed that someone was missing from the group.

She released her bottom lip as she realized that Atemu was not among them. She furrowed her eyebrows as she realized that Atemu was always by Yugi's side even at the smallest of tasks. He was not only Yugi's brother, but his guardian. She remembered at that second what Atemu had once told her. He would protect Yugi even from death. If Anubis was to come down himself, he would stand in his way.

She was drawn from her thoughts when she heard a small, strained whisper.

"Temu."

She pulled Yugi away from her, but just a little, so she could get a clear view of Yugi's face. "What about Atemu?"

That question caused Yugi to lose what little composure he still had. "They took him!"

Teana jumped at the sudden, unexpected outburst from the boy. "Who took him?"

Yugi wiped his nose with his arm and looked down at the floor as more sobs erupted. Teana once again looked at Jono hoping this time he would be able to tell her something of the situation.

Instead of a real answer he turned and punched the wall as hard as he could as a low growl escaped his throat. This caused Teana to stand as she steadied Yugi so he would not fall over.

"Jono, for the last time, tell me what is going on?!" Teana exclaimed as she looked at the blonde with narrow azure eyes.

Jono stood straight and looked at the woman before him. In all the years of being friends he never saw her angry. Finally he answered her as he looked over at Yugi who was on his hands and knees his quiet sobs could still be heard.

"It was the Pharaoh that took Atemu."

Teana gasped as she placed her hand to her mouth and azure eyes wide. It took what seemed like ages before she could muster the strength to say one word. "Why?"

It was not Jono who gave the answer, but Yugi who was now sitting on the floor looking up at his two friends. "They…the Pharaoh and his guards were looking for him, but when I refused to tell them where he was one of the High Priest's slapped me."

Jono decided it would be wise for him to finish as he saw the young boy start to shake uncontrollably as the tears started to form once more. "Atemu told me to get Yugi out of there. I wanted to stay and help, I really did, but Atemu thought of Yugi's safety before his own."

Teana said nothing, for there was nothing to say. Atemu was gone and they had no way of getting him back. They could not risk it if they were caught; besides how in the world could they break into the Palace.

"That is it then, I will never see my brother again." Yugi closed his eyes as more tears ran down his face.

Teana and Jono looked at each other, frowns evident on their lips. For once in a long time there was nothing they could do to pull Yugi from his despair. They only thing they could do now were to pray to the Gods that Atemu would be safe.

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Out of all the empty rooms in the palace Atemu could have been taken, Mahado felt that his room would be the safest for now. He knew the Pharaoh wanted him to be placed in the dungeons, but with his wounds he may not have survived the night. The Priest gently laid the man on the bed and ran a hand through the exotic and mysterious tri-colored locks. As he did this he waited to see any movement from Atemu, but to no avail.

"Mahado!" A girl's voice rang through the room.

He turned and smiled as he saw his sister standing in the doorway with her knees slightly bent inwards and hands behind her back as if afraid to enter the room without permission.

"You may enter, Mana." Mahado said as he stood.

She walked up and gave her brother a hug, but stepped back and gasped at the sight on the bed. "Ra, what happened to him?" Will he be alright?"

"He will be fine dear sister." Mahado said not wanting to tell her that it was the Pharaoh who had ordered for the young man to be taught a lesson, resulting in the predicament he was in now.

Mana did not ask anymore questions. She did not want to press for the answers that she wanted. She would eventually find out who this beautiful man was and what had happened to him. Until then she would make herself useful in helping her brother tend to him. "Is there anything you would like me to bring you?"

"Yes, some cloths and a bowl of warm water so I can begin to clean and dress his wounds." Mahado smiled as his sister, who was much too hyper for her own good, turned and ran out of the room.

A short time later Mana had entered the room and with the supplies he had asked for. She sat on her knees beside her brother and watched as he tenderly wiped the dirt and blood from the young mans face. She cringed as she took notice of the deep gashes on his neck, face, and shoulders.

Her curiosity could contain itself and as she was about to ask if he knew the exotic mans name she heard footsteps. As she turned she jumped quickly and kneeled to her Pharaoh. His foreboding presence made Mahado squirm as he too turned and kneeled in respect.

"Mana, leave us. I wish to speak to Mahado in private." Seth said as he stepped closer to his Priest.

"Yes, my Lord." She stood and bowed once more before she ran out of the room not daring to stop even after she made it through the door. It was not wise to eaves drop on the Pharaoh. That would cost her much more than a stay in the dungeon. It would be her head.

Seth narrowed his eyes as he looked from Mahado to the bed. "I gave you direct orders to take him to the dungeon, Priest Mahado."

Mahado remained on his knees as he addressed his Pharaoh. "I thought it would be wise to cleanse his wounds. If he came down with infection it may cost him his life."

Seth gave a snort as he continued to look at the man on the bed. "I care of this, how?"

The only reason he did not wish for this man, Atemu, to die now was because of a test he had in mind. He wanted to see how the Sennen Puzzle would react to him. Everyone else who had tried to wield its power was weak in either body or mind, but this man proved to be neither. He was strong willed and not so easily disturbed. It would be interesting to see if he too would go mad like the others.

This thought brought a smirk to Seth's lips as he twirled his Sennen Rod in his fingers. His eyes turned a darker shade of sapphire as though the shadows themselves were twisting around his irises.

Mahado watched in horror as he saw the sadistic look creep onto his Pharaoh's face. It reminded him of Seth's father, the former Pharaoh Akhenaden. His father used to be a kind man before the Sennen Items were forged; at least that is what Shimon had once told him. It was that fateful day in Kul Elna that had drove Akhenaden to madness. For that was the day he had created the items and now that same madness could be seen forming in Seth's eyes.

Mahado turned his attention back to Atemu as the Pharaoh looked back at him. He did not like the sinister look in his Pharaoh's eyes and was scared for the young man that lay before him. He ran a cloth down Atemu's face, but still no change. The guards had done much damage to the frail boy, but something else was not right.

Mahado lifted up the boys' shirt and gasped as he could almost count every rib. He looked as though he had not eaten in quit some time. Maybe he could have Mana sneak some food in after the Pharaoh retired to his chambers.

"Mahado, did you hear a word I said." Seth asked irritated as he started to lose his patience.

Mahado turned around and bowed his head. "I am truly sorry my Pharaoh, I was lost in thought."

"Hn…I will send Isis down to help take care of my new…jewel. Then as soon as he is well enough to move I want him taken to my chambers." Seth said as he turned.

He started to walk out the door before he stopped. "Make sure he is given proper clothes. I do not wish to have the filth he has on now to ruin my bed."

Mahado's eyes widened as he watched the Pharaoh leave. So that was his real intention. He wanted Atemu for a sex slave. He looked back at the exotic man and whispered. "I am sorry."

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Isis walked down the hall as she wasted no time after her orders from the Pharaoh. She was still concerned and confused as to why the Pharaoh ordered Siamun to find clothing of crimson in color to be sent to his room. It was an odd request since his main colors of choice were white, beige and various shades of blue.

As she drew closer to Mahado's room she felt a vibration from her Sennen Tauk indicating that someone was close to her. She looked over and her cobalt eyes softened as she saw Mana standing in the shadows.

"It is alright Mana you can step out of hiding. The Pharaoh is not around." Isis whispered as she stepped closer to the mage in training.

Thank you Lady Isis." Mana smiled as she bowed.

Mana held a great deal of respect for the Priestess standing before her. She was string and kind, but could also be vicious. She had seen that not long ago when she found thieves trying to break into the late Akhenaden's tomb. She ripped out their souls without batting an eye and sent them to their deaths. There was no need for a trial. The Pharaoh found the punishment just and his word was law.

Isis swept by Mana who followed the Priestess into the room. Isis smiled as she saw Mahado working hard to clean the dried blood from the man. Mahado was so caring and that is one of the things that made her fall for him. She sighed as she closed her eyes. It was not possible though, as long as they served the Pharaoh no emotions were to show. It would cause judgment to fail and possibly cost the Pharaoh and others their lives. They would surely come to the aide of one another before anyone else.

Mahado heard the small sigh and looked back to see Isis and Mana standing before him. He looked deeply into the cobalt eyes of the Priestess and smiled. He knew that she would come is she knew someone needed her. She was much like him when it came to helping others and her healing powers were strong. Some even questioned if she could return the dead to the living.

He shook his head and turned toward Atemu. "Isis, this is Atemu. We found him in town. He was severely beaten and horribly malnourished."

Isis walked over and kneeled before the exotic Atemu. "You must be very special to the Pharaoh."

At her words Mahado bit his tongue. He did not or could not tell her what the Pharaoh had planned for the young man. The Pharaoh using this man in such a way even made his stomach turn. He closed his eyes and answered Isis, hoping she would not see past his lie. "Yes, the Pharaoh does care for this man.'

Isis saw the deceit in Mahado's words, but did not want to speak her mind until his sister had gone. She knew that he protected her from the evil of the outside world and even the evil from the Pharaoh himself. Tears almost formed in her eyes at the thought of the young prince running and playing outside. He and Mahado had been the greatest of friends that is until Pharaoh Akhenaden though his son was now old enough to handle the tasks of learning to become Pharaoh at the tender age of nine.

That is when Seth and Mahado became Prince and High Priest toward each other. They were no longer playmates; Mahado was now his teacher in the art of magic and summoning. Since he was to wield the Gods one day he had to learn the power for which they held. Unfortunately he was only able to command one of the three, Obelisk the Tormentor. The Winged Dragon of Ra and Osiris the Sky Dragon still remained asleep until their true master came to be.

She was drawn from her tortured thoughts when Mana spoke.

"Is he to be our savior? You know the one who is to save us from the Shadows?" Mana asked as she kneeled beside Atemu, who still had yet to awaken.

Mahado looked at his sister with wide jade eyes. "Why do you ask this sister?"

"Well…his name." She said as she looked down at her hands now resting in her lap.

"What about his name?" Isis asked as she too was now curious as to the origin of this man's name.

Mahado thought for a moment and then looked back at Isis. "Atemu, he is named after the God of Annu."

Isis brought her hand to her mouth and looked at the still form of the person they were talking about. A question now began to plague her. Could he be the embodiment of a God?

She shook her head at the notion. Only Pharaoh's were living God's and this man was not royalty by the looks of his clothing. Her attention now turned from Atemu to Mahado and Mana. "It is mere coincidence that he is named for a God."

Isis kneeled beside Mana and looked over at Mahado. "Let us not concern ourselves with such matters now. Our immediate attention should be the well being of this young man."

Isis did not want to let on that she was also lost in the hope that a there was a savior of worlds, but this commoner was not the one who was to do that. She could sense he had a great power, but a chosen one he was not.

As she set to work to heal the man calling on all the power she could muster she looked over at Mahado and saw the tiredness in his eyes. He knew much more than what he was letting on.

--

Atemu moaned as he slowly opened crimson eyes. The last thing he remembered was insulting the Pharaoh and getting the life beat out of him and in moments everything had went dark.

"The Pharaoh…" Atemu whispered as he rolled over.

He gasped as he sat up, but as soon as he did felt nauseous and the room started to spin. He lied back down and felt the soft material below his fingertips. He wanted to know where he was, but at the moment found himself unable to open his eyes. He let out a breath of relief for he knew that he was not in any dungeon.

He had almost fallen asleep when he heard doors open and then shut tightly. He tried to open his eyes to see who had entered, but found everything was covered in darkness as it was now night. The only light was that of the moon coming from a large balcony beside of him. His mind was screaming for him to jump up and find out where he was, but his body was too tired and battered to put up a fight.

As he lay there perfectly still he felt the bed give as if someone or something had sat right next to him. His eyes shot open as he heard the familiar voice beside him.

"You are very fortunate that I let you live."

"I guess I should be thankful, Great Pharaoh." Atemu spat as his eyes narrowed at that statement. This man was such an arrogant fool,

Seth said nothing as he looked down at the exotic beauty beside him. Atemu was alluring, strong and in his bed. Seth smiled at the thought of having the other lying under him moaning or more preferably screaming his name. For he was the Pharaoh he could have whomever he wanted, without any question or argument. He leaned closer until his lips were almost touching Atemu's shoulder.

Atemu felt the warm breath and finally found the strength to move. He jumped at the close contact for it caused him to remember the night he saved Yugi at the cost of his own innocence. He did not care if he had hit the Pharaoh in the process; all he cared about was getting away.

Seth watched in amusement as Atemu ran to the door and pulled as hard as he could and then pushed trying to find anyway to escape from his capture. He cried out for help as he pounded his fists on the wooden door that stood in his way. Atemu then started to claw frantically until his fingers started to leave blood trails on the elegant wood. Exhausted after exerting so much energy Atemu slid to the floor and placed his head in blood laced hands.

Seth stood from his bed and walked over to Atemu wondering what had sparked such a frantic and desperate emotion. Surely it was not his presence maybe this man was not as strong as he had first thought.

He stood looking down at Atemu never offering any help. A Pharaoh did not do such things. So he did what he knew. He barked an order. "Get up!"

Atemu never complied as he remained seated with his head still buried in his hands. He was upset that he was trapped, but more pissed at showing weakness.

"I said get up!" Seth yelled losing his patience for the man before him.

Atemu gave one whispered, defiant response. "No."

Seth was taken aback by being denied. He could feel the anger boiling inside him as he reached down and grabbed Atemu by his tri-colored spikes and pulled him up. Seth was mere millimeters away from Atemu's face when he yelled. "You dare disobey me!"

Atemu opened his eyes and looked at the Pharaoh who gasped at the sight of the man. His eyes were now deep crimson as though a fire was burning in his soul. Darkness seemed to surround the room causing Seth to release Atemu from his grip. The Pharaoh stood back and crossed his arms. It was true the look Atemu had surprised him, but he was a living God and not terrified of a mere peasant.

"You order your guards to beat me! Then you bring me back here and try to mend my physical wounds and Ra only knows what you were planning to do to me just moments ago!" Atemu yelled as he stepped closer to the Pharaoh.

Seth narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the man before him. "Do not raise your voice to me."

Atemu stood and crossed his arms matching the look the Pharaoh was giving him. Crimson burned into sapphire as they stared at each other. Seth never breaking his gaze as a smirk started playing on his lips.

Atemu arched an eyebrow as he saw that look on his face. He had no idea of what the Pharaoh was thinking, but he knew that it would not be good for him. Instead of cowering back and giving in Atemu stood a little straighter, no matter how much it hurt and gave a smirk equal to the Pharaoh.

"This will be fun." Seth breathed as he closed the gap between him and Atemu.

"What?" Atemu asked as he started to feel light headed again and his sides felt as though on fire. It was way too soon for him to exert any force.

"Claiming you as mine and breaking your spirit." Seth sneered.

Atemu's crimson eyes widened as the Pharaoh stepped closer to him and grabbed him by the arm. As Atemu tried to pull away he felt hot breath on his ear and a stern whisper. "You will only make it worse on yourself if you fight me."

This statement stunned Atemu long enough for his assailant to throw him on the bed. He cried out in pain as if every wound he had acquired had torn open at that moment. He instinctively curled up into a fetal position and closed his eyes tightly trying to get the pain to go away, but was snapped back to reality when he found himself being forced over on his back. He could not fight it. His strength had left him. All he could feel now was searing hot pain and a fear that started to form in the depth of his soul.

Atemu had no way to shield himself as he felt his arms being pulled above his head and felt a weight lying on top of him. He could not or did not want to open his eyes to see the sight before him, for he knew all to well what was about to happen.

Seth placed his lips to Atemu's neck and kissed up until he reached his jaw. He slowly moved to his ear and kissed and nipped at the lobe. "Open your eyes." He commanded in a whisper.

Atemu only shook his head slightly as he felt the hands leave from his wrists. He bit his lip until he could taste the bitter blood in his mouth. He wanted to cry out, but knew that only silence would answer him. He felt the hands tangle in his hair and with one hard jerk his eyes snapped open as he bit harder into his lip.

"There are my beautiful crimson orbs." Seth said seductively as he stared into scared, tear-filled eyes.

Seth's hands left Atemu's hair and started to trail down his sides. The Pharaoh was not rewarded with a moan, but a sharp intake of breath as he continued down until his hands rested on Atemu's hips. He started to slowly run his hands under the crimson tunic, which matched Atemu's eyes. He heard a whimper as he looked up and saw sad crimson eyes looking at him. He only smirked as his hand went up further until he reached what he has been looking for.

"Please, please I do not want this." Atemu begged as he felt the Pharaoh starting to trail a finger over his entrance.

"No, but I do." Seth said as he plunged his finger deep within the man below him.

"Stop, please!" Atemu yelled at the unprepared intrusion.

Seth only continued to move in and out of him with a sinister smile playing on his lips as he watched the smaller man squirm. He saw a tiny amount of blood falling past Atemu's full luscious lips and could only wonder what the other would taste like.

Finally after what seemed like forever Atemu felt the Pharaoh withdraw his finger. He slowly opened his eyes only to see Seth with a small vile in his hand. He watched as he poured a small amount of oil into his hand. His eyes followed the hand with the oil and watched as the Pharaoh started to stroke himself.

Atemu cringed as the Pharaoh lifted his hips. He gasped as he felt the tip at the beginning of his entrance. Seth leaned down to capture the others lips drawing out a moan as he tasted the bitterness of the blood mixed with the sweetness of his slave.

Atemu made a sound of displeasure as he placed his hands on the others chest trying to push him away, but found that he could not even do that. All he could do was lie there and take the others abuse.

Seth broke the kiss and looked into now haze filled crimson orbs and without warning plunged into Atemu with one quick motion. Atemu opened his mouth to scream only to have the Pharaoh place a hand over it. The muffled scream was mixed with sounds of pleasured groans.

Atemu's eyes rolled back into his head and he felt all conscious leaving him. The pain in his body was too great as he could see the edges of his vision start to dim. He prayed he would pass out soon so he would not have to feel anymore pain.

Seth never seemed to notice that the man below him was starting to fade in and out of consciousness. The only thing he felt was the tightness and warmth of the other drawing him closer to release. Each waive of ecstasy caused him to move faster and faster.

Finally with one last deep thrust he released into Atemu, moaning and breathing heavily as he rolled off the man below him. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he tried to get his breathing under control. He looked over at Atemu as saw that he was lying with eyes closed and his breathing was shallow and labored.

The Pharaoh looked at his slave and saw that he was not faring well. He scooped up the limp body and placed him to lie properly on the bed. He brushed back strands of blonde bangs from the sweat covered face causing a small stir from Atemu.

Crimson eyes slowly fluttered opened as he turned to look at the man who had just defiled him. To Seth's surprise they held no hatred or anger only deep sadness, lose and pain.

Those tormented eyes tore at the Pharaoh's icy heart, but the words that Atemu was about to speak would make it feel as though it was tearing in two.

"My dear Pharaoh….you are no different….than the commoners and criminals of your Kingdom." Yami breathed before darkness consumed him.

To be continued…………………..

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