Title:  Retrieving Destiny
Part:  14/23
Author:  Murasaki Rose
Beta:  none
Genre:  Romance/Fantasy/AU
Rating:  NC-17
Spoilers:  Yami Yuugi's real name
Warnings:  Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female), implied Mpreg
Pairings:  YYxY, SxJxS, DxT, YBxR, YMxM, HxO, PxC, IxM
Minor Pairings:  BMGxA, BMxK, TxCxH
Disclaimer:  Here we go.  Yu-Gi-Oh and all its characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment.  In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N:  "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, ((text)) = telepathy

Summary:  While assisting his grandfather on an excavation in Egypt for their senior class trip, Yuugi and his friends unleash seven powerful beings from their millennia-long imprisonment.  These strange creatures, who call themselves "darkness", will bring about a series of life-changing events for the close-knit group of teenagers.

2,337 words | 2nd draft - 2,631 words


Looking around the dining tent at the assembled teens and young adults, Pegasus could not help the feeling of pride that came over him.  Just twelve years ago, he had been an awkward teenager with a pair of black toon bat wings and an ache in his heart that nothing could fill.  Now along with a true sense of truly belonging to this world, he had his beautiful, brave, innocent and supportive wife Cynthia, the light to his own darkness, his inspiration and the center of his universe.

Even better, his shining light's support throughout all his research had helped him weather the rough times and now . . . now they were both being rewarded for all their hard work and struggles.  They had not only found others of their kind, but were helping set a terrible ancient misdeed to right, one that became more and more real with every new darkness he met.

Now with their most recent and very unexpected arrivals, Pegasus found himself re-evaluating his plans.  In all honesty he hadn't really thought much through beyond finding and bringing the lights to Egypt and then getting them to release their darker halves from their imprisonment.  Looking back he realized that this had been a very dangerous and foolish maneuver on his part.  Atem was a pharaoh that almost all record of had been obliterated, leaving Pegasus with no idea just how powerful the man was or if he could pose a threat to others.  The same could be said of the Atlantean king, Dartz whose entire kingdom seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, becoming a legend in itself, leaving even less information on him than there was of Atem.  Then there was the newest darkness, the High Priest Seth, a man who to an ordinary person appeared to be an almost polar opposite of Seto Kaiba, yet to one who could sense auras it was clear Seth was a dark. After meeting Seth the silver-haired man wondered just how much of Kaiba's ruthless behavior was simply an act. It also made him very wary of angering the former priest.

Furthering his anxiety was the fact that all three men unconsciously radiated power and Pegasus was quick to realize that he was very fortunate that they all seemed to be benevolent and kind, though he feared what they might do if one of their lights were harmed.

((Stop worry over what might happen, my love)) Cynthia told him, sensing his apprehensive line of thought.  ((The other darks are good men and like you they are completely devoted to the ones they love.))

((They're so powerful though.  And there are still only three of them free,)) he replied, sharing his worries with his wife.

((Then we should be extra grateful that they are good at heart,)) she reassured him, strong in her beliefs that the other darks would not harm anyone unprovoked.

Spotting the recently freed ms-n hwi strategically positioned around the tent, the silver haired man found himself uttering a small prayer that no one would provoke the ancient warriors or their light and dark charges.  It could spell a disaster of the greatest proportions that he was ill prepared to handle.

When Yuugi and Atem had approached him earlier this morning, he'd had no idea they'd be bringing seven new arrivals with them. The older man had been expecting four new darks, not one Atlantean princess and six bodyguard/warriors that there had been little to no mention of in his findings. Still, he’d recovered from his shock admirably and made the necessary arrangements accordingly.

Now with both ancient beings and reincarnations all relaxed and together, Pegasus decided to use this time to observe them interact with one another and hopefully learn something about the Egyptian ms-n hwi and Atlantean knights whose true names he had never found, but whose carvings had inspired some of his most beloved and rare cards.

He found himself starting with Mana, the apprentice "Black Magician" girl.  The first word that had popped into his mind after watching the girl bound into the tent was "perky".  Dressed in some of her reincarnated wife's clothing, Mana was a forest green-eyed ball of energy with long, slightly spiky, dark brown hair.  Since her arrival, the young woman had been cheerfully glomping on to every person in turn, exchanging greetings and then releasing them to move on to the next person in range.

Following her exuberant entrance had been the married couple of Mahaado and Kisara.  Mahaado was an imposing man who stood just a couple inches shorter than Seth.  He carried himself with a serious air that everyone around him seemed to delight in disrupting.  Pegasus got the impression that the young man was far more serious than he was needed or expected to behave.  Atem had introduced him as the Black Magician, the most powerful natural magic wielder in the history of their kingdom.  The handsome man still garbed in his purple battle armor and carrying a long, teal staff, had dark gray eyes that seemed to be constantly scanning for signs of trouble.  It wasn't until his wife came over and sat on his lap that he changed into his less formal robes and Pegasus was able to see the young man's long dark brown hair.

Then there was Mahaado's wife Kisara, who was an enigma in herself.  Egyptian born like the others, she strangely possessed pale white skin and long, bright white hair, while her eyes were a deep, vibrant blue.  Apparently, this was a reflection of her dragon form:  a large powerful beast with pure white scales and deep blue eyes.  Looking at her it was hard to believe that such a slight and delicate woman was one of Egypt's most powerful warriors.

The Atlanteans were an equally fascinating group.  The three knights were dragon-type shape shifters like Kisara and according to Dartz, were the greatest warriors of Atlantis.  Though each man possessed a similar serious aura like Mahaado, not one of them seemed quite as rigid as the magician.  Strangely, the three men bore striking resemblances to some of the Egyptians.

Timaeus had red hair that fell in long spikes down his back, with short spiky bangs in front that framed his angular blue-violet eyes.  Or eye rather.  The Atlantean knight had apparently suffered a severe injury at some point; one that had robbed him of his right eye and left a deep vertical scar over it that crossed down to just above his cheek.  His features bore a striking resemblance to Atem's, so close that if one were to change his pale skin for an Egyptian tan, he would probably be mistaken for a relative of the Pharaoh's.  (That and he stood a full head taller than the pharaoh.)

Critias stood a little taller than Timaeus and had shoulder-length, sandy blond hair, with bangs cut neatly above his gray-violet eyes and could easily be mistaken as Seto Kaiba's previously unknown older brother.

Then there was third knight, Hermos, who was shorter than Critias but taller then Timaeus and had bright yellow eyes and messy, light brown hair.  Forgiving the hair and eye color, he could be mistaken for Katsuya Jonouchi's long-lost twin.

Last was probably the most surprising of the lot. Running about the tent in play, the Atlantean princess, Chris was someone Pegasus had never dreamed of seeing. When no records had been found of the little girl’s fate, he simply assumed that the child had either been killed with the others or smuggled out by palace staff and sent into hiding.

After all the surprises he’d been handed today, seeing the little girl and her parents interact made all the stress and worry he was going through feel worthwhile.


Skipping across the tent, Yuugi took hold of one of Mahaado's hands in an attempt to drag him away from the wall to sit down.  Now that he had gotten a sufficient amount of sleep, the small teen was eager to learn as much as possible from the tall mage whom he now knew to be the inspiration behind his favorite Duel Monster.  The purple armor-clad ms-n hwi did attempt to put up some form of resistance, but quickly found himself melting under the devastating force of Yuugi's amethyst "chibi" eyes.  'By the gods, how can he retain such power?' the man railed to himself as he was lead to a seat next to the pharaoh and his light.

Yuugi on the other hand, was practically bouncing in his chair in his excitement.  He'd always wanted to meet someone who could do "real" magic and while he knew that he and Atem had Shadow magic, Mahaado was the "Black Magician".  Plus, he had grown up with his darkness, so was sure to have some great stories from their childhood.

The mage was about to make one last ditch attempt to escape when his lovely mate joined them.  Magically changing his hard battle armor into the much more comfortable linen robes, the slender, delicate-seeming Kisara seated herself on her husband's lap and leaned back against his chest.  Stifling a sigh of defeat, he smiled a bit nervously at his Pharaoh's light and resigned himself to breaking the unwritten rules to body-guarding.

((Beloved, at times you are far too formal,)) his lovely wife chided him, knowing that inside his mind, her powerful husband was rolling his eyes at her even as he carefully answered Yuugi's question.

Seated next to Yuugi, their pharaoh was having a great deal of difficulty not showing his amusement.  Mahaado had always been far too serious for his own good, even when they were children, but he seemed to have met his match in Yuugi and Kisara.


Nearby, Hanasaki was trying to explain to his daughter what had happened after he'd hid her and why things were so different from before.  After a couple of aborted attempts, the frustrated teen's gaze fell on Seto and he got an idea.

"Chris, you remember Seth's light, Seto don't you?" he asked his little girl.

She nodded vigorously, her new pigtails bobbing with the motion, "Uh-huh, he's the little boy with the pretty blue eyes," she answered.

Tomoya smiled, "Well, you remember how your father and I told you that me and the other lights had to be born again?"  Receiving an affirmative nod he continued, "Well, this time we all got born really close together." he said before calling Kaiba over to them.

"Kaiba-kun, I'd like you to meet my daughter Chris.  Chris, this is Seth's light, Seto Kaiba," the orange-haired teen introduced them again for the first time in three thousand years.

Kaiba nodded politely while Chris stared up at the tall teen.  Despite being only nine, she was a very smart little girl and it didn't take long for her to recognize the adorable boy in the face and eyes of the handsome teen.

"Wow Seto, you got really tall!" she exclaimed, staring up at her former friend in surprise.

Smiling, he reached down and ruffled her brunette hair fondly, "Maybe you'll get lucky and take after your father more.  Then you'll be tall too."  He told the girl, smirking at the now-fuming, bespectacled teen that was her "mother's" reincarnation.  Oblivious to his subtle insult to her "mother", Chris beamed happily at him, her gray eyes sparkling in delight as she watched him leave to rejoin his lovers.  Off to the side, the three knights:  Timeaus, Criteaus, and Hermos were all struggling not to laugh at the "little priest's" subtle joke at the other light's expense.

Despite his irritation at having been the victim of yet another short joke, Tomoya was relieved that his daughter understood and appeared to be okay with all the changes.  Now all that remained was introducing his extended family to his current one.

"Uh-oh," the teen muttered out loud, imagining his parents' reactions.

"What's wrong?" father and daughter asked in unison, worried by the distressed expression on the gray-eyed teen's face.

He sighed heavily, "I was just thinking about when I'll have to introduce you to my mom and dad . . . and they are not going to believe any of this."

Dartz wrapped an arm around his shoulders comfortingly, "I'm sure it will be all right, my love.  I will be right there beside you when you introduce us."

"Yeah but . . ." he trailed off, picking up the conversation through their mind link so as not to upset Chris.  ((You don't understand!  Same sex relationships aren't accepted everywhere!  I don't even know if my parents will even want me around after I tell them!))

((Calm yourself beloved.  It does not matter what they say or do.  I will always love you and will remain at your side from now until the end of our lives and into the afterlife.  And if they choose to sever ties from you, then they will never know the precious love of their granddaughter or any of the other children we will have.))  He assured his light, pressing a kiss to his brow.

"You know," Tomoya said out loud, "Even if they accept the fact that I'm gay.  Explaining that I'm the soul mate and husband to the last king of Atlantis, gave birth to our ten year-old daughter over three thousand years ago, and have three over protective knights guarding us all is going to be impossible to convince them of."

Dartz laughed happily and hugged his lover, "I'm sure we will find a way."

"Daddy's right Mommy!  We'll convince Grandma and Grandpa no matter what!" Chris cheered, hugging the dark gray-eyed teen around his waist.

Hugging his daughter back, Tomoya tilted his head up to give his darkness a kiss on the cheek.  "You're both right.  I should try and think positive about this."


Eventually the idle chitchat died down and the three ancient darkness brought up the subject of deciding which of their fellow yami's should be released next.

"I recommend Bakura.  He's next in power and will probably be in the worst mood of all of us.  Then depending on how long it takes to get him calm and explain everything, we can release either Otogi or Marik," Seth suggested, knowing that strategically these were their best choices.

"Otogi," Atem answered with no hesitation.

"Why?" Dartz asked as, not having lived with the two men in question, was curious as to the other men's reasoning.

Atem shook his head wryly, "You're better off not knowing.  Suffice it to say that throughout our lives, whenever Bakura and Marik were both around, only his older sister Isis and her mate stood a chance at reining them in.

Gold eyes blinked in surprise, "I see."

Noting the resigned expressions on both Jou and Anzu's faces made Yuugi, Hanasaki, Pegasus, and Cynthia all quite curious and apprehensive about what the following twenty-four hours would bring.  And while they all had questions and concerns, it was Yuugi that brought up the most important question.

"Jonouchi-kun?  Who is Bakura's hikari?" he asked, his wide, amethyst eyes filled with concern.  He thought that a light and darkness were born for each other, but from the way they all were talking . . .

The blond teen grinned and started shaking his head, "Ryou is.  And knowing them both I can honestly say that I'm not sure who's going to have more trouble or which one I should feel sorry for."

Anzu rolled her eyes and smacked the blond on the head, "Baka!  Quit making Yuugi worry!  Ryou and Bakura are akhu and kkwy.  They're already perfect for each other!  It's anyone else they might come across that will have any trouble." she finished on a knowing smirk.

"Oh boy," Yuugi sighed, shaking his head.


November 25, 2008
-edited May 26, 2009