[fic] Heaven and Hell - Yugioh, YYxY, angst/tragedy, PG, theme 013 (100_chances)

Jan 25, 2009 08:38


Theme: 013- Heaven and Hell; for 100_chances
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/tragedy
Pairings: PharaohxHeba
Archive: You're lookin' at it
Warnings: Contains fanon references, thus AU-ish.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: He hadn't even been allowed to say good-bye.
Disclaimer: Yugioh still =/= mine.
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Every townsperson came out to kneel as the small group made its way through the land toward the burial grounds. There wasn’t anyone who had not heard the news - the young king had more than the people’s obligated loyalty; he had earned their overwhelming respect. When the word of his death came, it spread like fire. And as they knelt, each thought it unfair that his death would not be honoured the way it should have been. Even knowing it went against everything they had been taught, they hoped in vain that even without a body his soul would find its way to the Fields of Peace. The thought of such a good person being banished to oblivion was too horrible. Only the priests knew where his soul really was, trapped along with the evil he’d helped banish. There was nothing else, his body had been destroyed, and his tomb would now serve a purpose far different from any other.

But there should have been more, if Fate hadn’t been so cruel. There should have been a long line of horses and people carrying gifts and food and offerings. There should have been mourners and friends, led by the new pharaoh. There should have been a grand statue, and an elaborate and beautiful coffin taking him to the place where he would depart for the afterlife.

Instead, the funeral procession of the greatest pharaoh that Egypt would ever know was simply six priests on their horses, the eldest of them holding a small golden box in his hands, and the bare minimum of officials who had to accompany the dead. Nothing else was taken to his tomb; nobody else was with them.

And the one person who should have been present, the person who Atemu had both loved and lived for, had not even been invited. Considered a servant, unworthy to accompany the pharaoh to his resting place, he had been left behind without a thought. Deep in the palace the young man huddled alone in a corner of the pharaoh’s empty quarters, a dark purple cape clutched to his chest as he sobbed.

He hadn’t even been allowed to say good-bye.

x-x-x

Notes: For anyone not familiar with Heba, he's basically an Ancient Egyptian version of Yugi. Generally he's portrayed as a servant of Atemu, and Yugi is his reincarnation, hence the reason Yugi solved the Puzzle. Or it goes something like that. I'm pretty sure he was fanon-created, so here's a nod to whoever first came up with him.
Geez, I posted two portrayals of Atemu's death in one day. >.> Poor guy. For future reference, the contractions were intentional. There's a prequel to this that will be posted...a very very long time from now considering its theme number is in the 70's. xD (Cyber cookies if you can guess which one it is. Go on, have a guess. ^_^)

story type: one-shot, writing challenge: 100_chances, fanfiction: yugioh, genre: angst, rating: pg, pairing: atemu/heba, genre: tragedy

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