How Many Chapters Is Kick The Cat Out Of The Bag?

How many chapters is kick the cat out of the bag? 🔼❇✨🔳⚫

Hello, currently I have wrote three chapter, I don't know how many are going to follow. ^^u

Hope I could help you!

The Queens Gambit: Prequel

The Prequel to the Queens Gambit. Who was the legendary Queen Yanara really? The heart of a warrior, the soul of a goddess, married once to the Nameless Pharaoh and then his successor Pharaoh Seto she contributed to making Egypt a better country for the people. Yet, what was she like? What did she experience? This is her story. Part of the Checkmate-Saga.

Prolog: Welcome to the world little one

Princess Renenet, the favorite sister of Pharaoh Akhenamkhanen, was in the worst pain of her life.

She swore by her beloved goddess Isis that nothing could hurt like bringing a child into this world!

“AAAHHH!”, she screamed in pain and gripped the sheets of the bed she was laying.

If she survived this she would never let her husband Teremun touch her again she vowed!

The midwives tried to calm her down, yet she had only bitter words for them.

Teremun, who was outside the chamber and heard how his beloved screamed and shouted and cursed his name, could only wince.

He agreed with her, he deserved whatever godly punishment was reserved for him.

His brother-in-law the great Pharoah of their land patted his shoulder, while his wife the queen had an emphatic look on her face. Even if she sometimes looked worried at the door.

Maybe she was thinking over again if she really should get pregnant too if her sister-in-law was in so much pain.

Then the three of them heard the loudest scream Renenet had ever made and then….the soft cries of a babe.

The blue-haired man let out a gasp and tears formed in his eyes.

Their child was there!

Finally!

And it sounded like anything was okay.

The door opened and a midwife walked out.

She bowed down low before them.

“Mother and daughter are in perfect condition.”, she informed them.

“A daughter!”, whispered Teremun happy.

A pretty little daughter, who would come after his beloved wife, he was sure.

The pharaoh and queen also seemed happy to have now a niece. A little girl they could spoil and one day would be a great older cousin for their future child.

“Lord Teremun, if you want to see them?”, asked the midwife.

“Of course, of course!”, he shouted exited.

Akhenamkhanen clapped him friendly on the shoulder again and Queen Amunet squeezed his hand.

He gave them a happy look and then was off into the room to greet his daughter.

A while later it was time for Akhenamkhanen to meet his niece. He had wished to meet with her and his sister alone.

Already his brother-in-law and his own wife seemed amoured with the little one.

Well, if she was anything like her mother no wonder.

Akhenamkhanen had a lot of sisters, thanks to his father having beside his wife a grand harem, but Renenet had always been his favorite.

Since he had seen her as a baby as he was a young boy, she had something on her that made people just love her. As she could older it got more potent.

He wonder if his niece would be like that?

He enter the chamber and nodded to the midwives and servants to leave them be.

This was family time now.

His sister was sitting up in the bed, looking full of love into the eyes of the little bundle in her arms. All the pain, screams, and curses seemed to be forgotten.

“Reni.”, he called her by her childhood nickname.

“Big Brother.”, she responded and gave him a small smile.

He smiled at her too and sat down beside her bed.

“How are you, my dearest sister?”

“A lot better now.”

“I assume you don’t want to castrate poor Teremun anymore?”

She laughed out loud and then shushed her little one who had woken up because of her laughter.

Akhenamkhanen looked at the scene before him, and a small smile formed.

“So that’s the little one who kicked you so much the last month.”

“Indeed she is.”, she answered and turned her daughter carefully around so he could look at her little face. “Meet your uncle, my heart.”

A little gasp left the pharaoh.

The little girl was beautiful. She had midnight blue hair baby hair, like her father and her eyes were orange, like her mother. She had chubby cheeks, a cute little nose, and full lips.

She would be one day a great beauty! He could already see it.

“Reni, she is absolute perfect. What’s her name?”

“Yanara.”

“The light? A fitting name for her.”

“Do you want to hold her big brother?”

That wasn’t even a question.

Careful his sister placed her babe in his arms and he cooed at the infant.

She was just so precious.

Yanara seemed to look him in the eyes and even gave him a gumless smile.

“You are going to be something special, aren’t you, little one?”, he cooed at her.

Renenet smiled at seeing her beloved brother bonding with her child. She wonder if her other older brother would come too. Akhenaden was acting weird for a few months now, but he wouldn’t miss the birth of his first niece, or?

“Reni?”

“Yes, brother?”

“What would you say about if I have a son, he and your Yanara shall marry?”

That was a surprising declaration.

Renenet blinked at her brother.

“You don’t have even a son right now and yet you want to already betroth him?”

“You know how important the bloodline is.”, he reminded her, gently rocking the babe in his arms. “I couldn’t imagine anyone better than your Yanara as a bride for my future son. I just have a feeling she will be something special.”

“She is already special, not because she is a princess or you have a feeling she will be, she is special because she was born into this world. It simple as that.”, told Renenet.

“Wise words you say, my sister.”

“I actually read them somewhere, only I don’t remember where.”

The siblings laughed together and little Yanara let out a little babble.

As a baby, she didn’t understand what was going on.

She just felt happy, safe, and loved.

Exactly two years later, Yanara, now a curious little toddler, meets her cousin and future husband the crown prince Atem.

In the arms of her mother, she adorable scrunches up her little nose and looks at the crying bundle in her aunt’s arms.

Her aunty Amunet looks at her eager, wondering what her niece will think of her son.

Yanara says just two words.

“Weird hair.”

Everyone present in the room sweatdrops.

Hi and welcome to the Prequel to my story The Queens Gambit, there is already a snippet collection for it, but I thought since I only suck at writing duels, I can totally write the backstory of my OC Yanara Atem’s wife and cousin.

Also, I love ancient Egypt and the memory world arc so there you have it.

My story how it goes down in history.

So to clear a few things up, I took of course some liberties, so I hope you are okay with them.

Later you will find some of the snippets here as part of the chapters. I will keep the snippet collection but the Ancient Egyptian ones go now here as full chapters :D

The last thing, I couldn’t find the name of Atem’s mother so I named her Amunet.

And the already special speech of Renenet is an hommage of the one Carla Jaeger from Attack on Titan did.

I like to put some references to other media in my stories.

Again, hope you enjoyed the prolog and we will see us next chapter, whenever that is .3.

About Isekai'd as Chloe

Hi, guy's, I have a bit of a problem with the next chapter. ^^U

I wanted to ask for your help!

Since the Reader aka. You have to apologize for all of Chloe's misdeeds she did to other people, I'm having trouble coming up with things.

Since we start after Stoneheart the shit Chloe pulls in the show didn't happen still, but what do you think did she do to Marinette and her classmates?

Things like name calling or pranks?

For example, calling Kim a stupid monkey?

I'm having a real writer's block because the Reader/You didn't technically do anything to the miraculous class, she is just unfortunate to be reborn as Chloe.

And has now to fix the mistake which aren't Reader/Your's.

So please can you help me?

I will give of course credit to you. :)

I will wait for your awesome idea and try meanwhile tackling this writer's block.

Update: 23.08.2022

Hi, guys a little update I found a way to write a bit of the story, but I'm still stuck with writer's block.

I will try to at least have the next chapter finished by the end of the month, but right now there is nothing on my brain :/

This writer's block is killing me!

Update: 25.08.2022

I posted it, I'm not really happy but enjoy?

The Queens Gambit: The Story

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen.

When this piece joins the game of Duel Monsters anything will change.

With two dragon sisters, a magician and her descendant, the queen will take her rightful place.

As it should have been.

8th Millenniums Items

Reborn!Kisara

Reborn!Mana

Queen!OC

QueenReborn!Oc

RedEyesBlackDragon!OC

Pairings:

Atem/Yami YuugiXOC

Yuugi MutoXOC

Seto KaibaXReborn!Kisara

Author Note: Hey and welcome to now the final and real Queens Gambit Story! :D The snippet collection is over and we dive right in into the Plot of YGO! I have to thank my dear friend Light guardine35 from Qoutev and AO3 for it. She offered to help me with the duels and now, the fanfic who is with me since I was a little girl and changed and transformed over the years can go online! I hope you follow along this ride and don’t forget about The Queen’s Gambit: Prequel, I will still write for it too since it’s Afya’s/Yanara’s backstory, but this FanFic takes priority. Again a huge thanks to Light guardine35 for your help and go and check out her own works! I think I can talk for both of us to say, to enjoy this story! And now on to it!

Chapter 1: Happy 15th Birthday!

On the day of her 15th birthday, Sehrazat Faizan woke up like any other school day.

More asleep than awake and with a groan.

She didn’t care that today was also her birthday, it was too earlier!

Why does school start this earlier? That was inhuman!

The dark blue-haired girl put her pillow over her head.

Any minute now Kihana would storm her room and drag her out of bed. She loved her best friend, but these were times when she wished Kihana and her family would live in their own house.

…Yeah, Sehrazat didn’t think that would stop Kihana either.

There!

She heard the familiar boom of her door opening and wanted to cry.

Today was her birthday, even a special one in her family, so why couldn’t she stay at home and sleep?

Fuck, school!

“Rise and shine, your highness!”, sing-songend Kihana. She couldn’t be normal. Who was that happy, at this time?! “Today is your birthday, happy birthday my dear Sehra!”

Aww, at least this was cute.

It stopped being cute when Kihana gripped her blanket and left her in the cold morning air.

Sehrazat hissed like an angry cat and rolled herself into a ball.

Cold, way too cold!

Why were mornings so cold in Domino? How she missed the warm mornings in Lisabon!

Kihanan just tutted at her. The white-haired girl with the bluest eyes Sehrazat had ever seen was merciless. She gripped one of her arms and just let her fall to the floor!

“Hey, what was that for!”, Sehrazat shrieked offended.

The floor was even colder!

Kihana put her hands on her waist.

She was already wearing the Domino High School Uniform, her long white hair perfectly groomed into a ponytail, decent make-up which made her blue eye even more pop and her white porcelain skin glowing healthily.

“That’s the only way to wake you up, Sehrazat and you know it. We do this five times a week.”, reminds her Kihana.

Making a face Sehrazat stood up and has to control herself to make a worse face. She still reached only under Kihana’s breast.

Why was her best friend tall like a supermodel and she was small like a child?

They were now the same age, so unfair!

Only Sadiye, Kihana’s younger sister, was smaller than her! And that was because she really was a ten-year-old child.

Again, so unfair.

Pouting she followed Kihana to the dining room, where both their mom’s already were with little Sadiye eating breakfast.

Even if they all lived in Japan now, they still had a more wester-styled breakfast. With pancakes, cornflakes, bacon, and eggs, you name it.

That didn’t mean none of them had tasted the local cuisine.

For example, Sehrazat loved Ramen like she was Naruto from the same named Manga, but sometimes you needed a bit home.

They were all original from Egpyt, but Rahila, Kihana, and Sadiye’s mom, and her own mother Amira grow up in London, England.

Sehrazat’s Grandmother still lives there, like Kihana and Sadiye’s Grandparents.

Besides Rahila and Kihana, who were white-passing, all of them were black.

Sadiye was the first to note them.

“Happy Birthday, Sehra!”, shouted the ten-year-old, which gripped the attention of the two older women.

Her mother smiled and stood up from her sit. She opened her arms for her.

“Good morning, my little princess, and happy, happy birthday!”

Still tired Sehrazat let herself fall into her mother’s embrace. Ah, nothing to rise her spirits like her mama’s hugs! She was warm and smelled, like always after jasmine and sandalwood. Comforting and homey.

“Happy Birthday, your highness. Now you are finally 15.”, said Rahila to her and Sehrazat felt how her head was patted.

“Thanks aunty Rahila.”

They all sit down at the table and Amira signs wistfully.

“15 years already…I can’t believe time flew so fast. It was like yesterday you wear this tiny and I could pick up you whenever I wanted.”

“She still IS tiny!”, joked Sadiye and grinned at her.

Sehrazat looked at her angrily and bit into her pancake.

Kihana tutted her little sister, who shrugged her shoulders.

Sadly it was true.

Didn’t mean like Sehrazat liked to hear that.

“And you can still pick her up Amira.”, reminded Rahila.

Thanks, aunty!

Sehrazat bit harder into her pancake.

“You know what I mean.”, said Amira and then turned to her daughter. “Don’t forget, today IS a special birthday. Now you will be the Keeper.”

It took Sehrazat any amount of strength to not roll her eyes.

Ah, yes, she became now the Keeper of the mysterious Millennium Fragment which was in possession of her family since the times of the great pharaohs.

She never even saw that thing, because her mother keep it in a little golden box with Hieroglyphs written on it.

But nearly anyone treated it like it was something sacred.

Holy!

The dark blue-haired girl thought personally that it was too much. It was just some jewelry.

Yes, really old jewelry, but jewelry.

There was nothing special about it.

Or let’s say better she didn’t want to believe the stories her mother and grandmother told her.

They were just too crazy!

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEHRA-CHAN!”

Sehrazat and Kihana flinched at the loud shout and the birthday girl couldn’t even look as fast, as Maja, the third in their friend group, launched herself at her and hugged her tight.

The blue-haired girl couldn’t even respond, since Maja’s hug was so strong that it squeezed the air out of her lungs.

“Maja-Chan, let Sehra breath, she is turning blue!”, came Kihana to her rescue.

The brown-haired girl let her go with an ups, but Sehrazat would have nearly fallen on the ground if Kihana and Maja didn’t catch her.

“I’m so sorry, Sehra-Chan!”, whined Maja, while Kihana checked on her.

Sehrazat just made a thumbs-up.

She could feel how nearly everyone in the schoolyard was looking at them.

Like always.

Maja was consistently over the top with her affection, but that’s why she and Kihana loved the other black girl.

The three were a bit infamous in Domino High, the only black girls, even if Kihana was white-passing and Maja half-Japanese, and their morning routine got them even more attention.

After Sehrazat could breathe again, Maja handed her a little gift box.

“Here is your birthday present, my dear Sehra-Chan. I hope you like it!”

“Thanks, Maja, that’s so nice of you.”, told her Sehrazat smiling.

Maja grinnend and rubbed her nose.

Kihana looked at her as she unwrapped her gift. A small gasp left her lips.

“Dark Magician Girl and Magical Hats! I searched for them everywhere, where did you find them?!”, shouted the birthday girl happily.

How long she had wanted these two cards for her deck of Duel Monster? She couldn’t remember and Maja found them and gifted them to her.

“Aww, makes me happy you are so happy! I found them in a cute little card shop named Kame Shop. The old grandpa who owns it was nice and he has a lot of good cards.”, explained Maja, rocking back and forth with her hands behind her back.

“We need to totally visit it!”, decides Sehrazat.

Maja raised a fist in the air and shouted a loud yeah!

“But not today.”, came Kihana, the voice of reason in their group. “You know how important your 15th birthday is Sehra. Our moms expect us back after school, no improvised trips.”

Both Sehrazat and Maja let out a gloomy sound and slouched over. Sadly Kihana was right.

The brunette was the first to gather herself.

“Is this again some of your guys’ weird family tradition? Reminds me of my Obaa-Chan and her demand that we always have Mochi after dinner.”, said Maja.

“Eh, you could say.”, answered Sehrazat.

It was forbidden to tell outsiders about their family affairs, even if Sehrazat didn’t believe one bit and would like to tell Maja, she respected this rule. Also, Kihana was there and would give her a headbutt if she told a thing.

Other than her Kihana believes this shit.

Sehrazat wonders sometimes if she was the weird one in her family or if the others were all the weird ones.

Stupid ancient jewelry and its stupid ancient legend around it.

It was then that the school clock sounded, meaning it was time to get to their classroom.

The three girl pals hocked their arms with each other and followed the long line of their school- and classmates into the building.

The school day was too fast over in Sehrazat eyes. Normally she would be happy, but she threaded what would her await home.

She so doesn’t want to participate in that superstition of her family, yet she didn’t have a choice.

So she had to say goodbye to Maja and follow Kihana home.

Arrived there her mother reminded her that they would go out for dinner today and then the ceremony would take place.

So she had to dress nicely.

Her mother had bought her extra a pretty white dress, with it she should wear her best golden jewelry.

After a shower and dressing up Sehrazat had to let out a sign.

She looked like a modern version of an ancient Egyptian princess…she really hoped no one she knew saw her like this.

Well, at least she wasn’t the only one. Her mother looked like a modern Egyptian queen, while aunty Rahila, Kihana, and Sadiye looked like priestesses.

Besides her little Sadiye whined to her mother that she wanted to wear her favorite red dress, she know the stories too, but she seemed only to half believe them.

Yet Rahila didn’t give her a choice and so not only Sadiye pouted, Sehrazat did it too.

Her mother tutted her and so she tried to smile.

At least they would eat well before the whole weird shit happened.

Since Sehrazat’s favorite food was Pasta, they would eat out in the best Italian restaurant in Domino.

The food, of course, was delicious and as her birthday cake came out, made out of chocolate and vanilla and everyone in the restaurant sang happy birthday to her, the birthday girl forgot for a second what would await her home.

Then it was time for her presents.

From Rahila she got the new CD from her favorite J-Pop Idol Mimi Kawaii! It was even a special edition, with an autograph and an exclusive poster.

From Sadiye she got a self-drawn book, with drawings of her and Sadiye having adventures together. Also, she gifted her a Kuriboh card, which was adorable since Sadiye used her own money to buy it. Everyone cooed at her.

From Kihana, who had a passion for sewing, she got a self-made bag with a large D and M on it for Duel Monster and a new card holder.

From her mama, she got a new dress in her favorite color gold which sparkled like the sun, with fitting shoes and new earrings, and a necklace.

Her granny had sent her money, which her mother gave her.

Sehrazat already know she would buy some new Duel Monsters cards from it.

All in all an awesome birthday.

If it wasn’t for one thing remaining.

“Long ago when the pyramids were still young, the great pharaoh played a game filled with obscure magic. These were the shadow games. But these Shadow Games erupted into a war that threatened to destroy the entire world. Until a brave and powerful pharaoh locked the magic away, imprisoning it within the mystical Millennium Items. His name we don’t know, he is only now as the Nameless Pharaoh.”, told Amira the story Sehrazat had heard 100 times or so.

She had to keep herself from yawing.

This was important.

Oh well, for her mama.

She just wanted to get over it.

They were back home. Currently in their dining room where now the table and chairs were missing and a little altar was placed. On it was a statue of the goddess Isis, lotus blossoms and the famous golden box of her mother.

Rahila with her daughter stood at the side, and beside Sadiye who seemed to wish to be somewhere else, listen to attentive Amira's words.

Amira stood beside the altar and Sehrazat was standing before her.

God, it sounds like they had a cult meeting or something similar. People would call them crazy if they saw them. Thankful the curtains on the window were closed and the room was illuminated by a lot of candles.

“The Nameless Pharaoh had a wife. This wife born our ancestor, the founder of the Faizan family.”, continue Amira. “The great queen gave her daughter a duty that till this day we handle. She gave us the 8th Millenium Item, the Fragment, which belonged only to the queens of Egypt. Sehrazat.”

Oh, dear.

She looked at her mother, who had raised her hands like a prayer, which made this even more sound like a cult meeting, and tried to stay impassive.

Even if she just wanted to go to bed.

“Sehrazat, my dear daughter. For thousands of years, we protect the Millenium Fragment from outer forces who want to use its power for evil. From mother to daughter, when reached the age of 15 the keepsake gets passed down. Now it’s your turn.”

Amira took the golden box in her hands and Sehrazat nearly forgot to hold her hands open, so her mother could place the box in them.

“You will keep it safe till it’s your turn to pass it down to your daughter or when the time will come that its power it’s needed again, then the great queen, our ancestor, told us one day the world would need it again the power of the Millenium Fragment. Fulfill your duty to our family, our bloodline, as all the other daughters before you.”

“I will, mother.”, she responded and stared at the box which was now hers.

So that was it?

Yeah, of course, nothing strange happened.

It was just a box with jewelry.

Nothing more.

At least this ceremony was over now.

Sehrazat was freshly showered and wearing her PJs as she retired to her room for the night. Yawning she closed the door after her.

Well, this birthday was over, she got cool gifts, had an awesome time with her family, eat well and now was the Keeper of a shiny little box.

The Box with the Millenium Item was sitting on her Vanity Mirror where she had it placed before taking her shower.

She frowned at the thing.

Till she had a daughter and she was 15, she had to keep an eye on it. Yeah, she could imagine more fun activities.

Stupid family tradition.

The blue-haired girl bet some of her ancestors got conned with this thing and the story and made anybody believe it to this day.

Well, she surely wouldn’t.

Mumbling to herself about stupid shiny boxes, she sat down on her bed and reached for her deck. She wanted to put the new cards in it and then in the cardholder, Kihana had made for her.

Just…something was bugging her.

She couldn’t explain it. It was something in the deeps of her mind. Something like a whisper.

Something said deep in herself to look at what was in the box.

Frowning she placed her deck on her bedside table and took the shiny box from the Vanity Mirror to her bed. She crossed her arms and sat before it.

“So, now what? Stupid shiny old box, what is so special about you?”, she said to herself.

Meanwhile, a storm was forming with lightning and thunder, and howling wind.

The blue-haired girl took the box in her hand and opened it. There laid this Millennium Fragment.

It was golden, tear-dropped formed with a big eye of Horus staring right into her soul.

She admitted it looked really…ancient.

And the eye was creeping her out.

“So you are the Millenium Fragment, heh?”, was she really talking to jewelry? What had gotten into her? “What is so special about you?”

To demonstrate, herself and anybody else Sehrazat decide to break the rule about not wearing the jewelry.

It was just a story.

She took it out of the box.

It was just a story.

The box was placed on her bed.

It was just a story.

Lighting illuminated its surface and reflected on it ominously.

It was just a story!

Sehrazat took all her courage and put it on.

Her heart beat so fast, that she could feel and hear it. Sweat has broken out on her body, but it was done.

The Millenium Fragment hung now from her throat.

The storm outside got more intensive.

“Heh, that’s it?”, she said with a wobbly voice. “It’s really just-“

The teenager couldn’t even end her sentence as some kind of energy flowed through her being. A golden eye appeared on her forehead and she throws her head back in a silent scream.

If someone saw this he wouldn’t believe his eyes, but the girl seemed to grow taller, her body taking more womanly curves, her hair reaching her bottom and her eyes becoming shaper.

Her mouth closed and she slowly put her head again forward.

She blinked her eyes a few times and raised an elegant eyebrow as she looked around the room.

“Well, this…this is surprising.”, Sehrazat or not said in a melodious sinful voice who belonged to a woman and not a young girl.

She raised her hand to look at it, studying it.

“Really surprising.”

Next

The Queens Gambit: Snippet Collection

Here comes the next snippet which would be the first scene of the first chapter of the fanfic I hope I write one day. Enjoy!

Snippet 2: Before Duelist Kingdom

On the day of her 15th birthday, Sehrazat Faizan woke up like any other school day.

More asleep than awake and with a groan.

She didn’t care that today was also her birthday, it was too earlier!

Why does school start this earlier? That was inhuman!

The dark blue-haired girl put her pillow over her head.

Any minute now Kihana would storm her room and drag her out of bed. She loved her best friend, but these were times when she wished Kihana and her family would live in their own house.

…Yeah, Sehrazat didn’t think that would stop Kihana either.

There!

She heard the familiar boom of her door open and she wanted to cry.

Today was her birthday, even a special one in her family, why couldn’t she stay at home and sleep?

Fuck, school!

“Rise and shine, your highness!”, sing-songend Kihana. She couldn’t be normal. Who was that happy, at this time?! “Today is your birthday, happy birthday my dear Sehra!”

Aww, at least this was cute.

It stopped being cute when Kihana gripped her blanket and left her in the cold morning air.

Sehrazat hissed like an angry cat and rolled herself into a ball.

Cold, way too cold!

Why were mornings so cold in Domino? How she missed the warm mornings in Lisabon!

Kihanan just tutted at her. The white-haired girl with the bluest eyes Sehrazat had ever seen was merciless. She gripped one of her arms and just let her fall to the floor!

“Hey, what was that for!”, Sehrazat shrieked offended.

The floor was even colder!

Kihana put her hands on her waist.

She was already wearing the Domino High School Uniform, her long white hair perfectly groomed into a ponytail, decent make-up which made her blue eye even more pop and her white porcelain skin glowing healthily.

“That’s the only way to wake you up, Sehrazat and you know it. We do this five times a week.”, reminds her Kihana.

Making a face Sehrazat stood up and has to control her worse not make an even worser face. She still reached only under Kihana’s breast.

Why was her best friend tall like a supermodel and she was small like a child?

They were now the same age, so unfair!

Only Sadiye, Kihana’s younger sister, was smaller than her! And that was because she really was a ten-year-old child.

Again, so unfair.

Pouting she followed Kihana to the dining room, where both their mom’s already were with little Sadiye eating breakfast.

Even if they all lived in Japan now, they still had a more wester-styled breakfast. With pancakes, cornflakes, bacon, and eggs, you name it.

That didn’t mean none of them had tasted the local cuisine.

For example, Sehrazat loved Ramen like she was Naruto from the same named Manga, but sometimes you needed a bit home.

They were all original from Egpyt, but Rahila, Kihana, and Sadiye’s mom, and her own mom Amira grow up in London, England.

Sehrazat’s Grandmother still lives there, like Kihana and Sadiye’s Grandparents.

Besides Rahila and Kihana, who were white-passing, all of them were black.

Sadiye was the first to note them.

“Happy Birthday, Sehra!”, shouted the ten-year-old, which gripped the attention of the two older women.

Her mother smiled and stand up from her sit. She opened her arms for her.

“Good morning, my little princess, and happy, happy birthday!”

Still tired Sehrazat let herself fall into her mother’s embrace. Ah, nothing to rise her spirits like her mama’s hugs! She was warm and smelled, like always after jasmine and sandalwood. Comforting and homey.

“Happy Birthday, your highness. Now you are finally 15.”, said Rahila to her and Sehrazat felt how her head was patted.

“Thanks aunty Rahila.”

They all sit down at the table and Amira signed wistfully.

“15 years already…I can’t believe time flew so fast. It was like yesterday you wear this tiny and I could pick up you whenever I wanted.”

“She still IS tiny!”, joked Sadiye and grinned at her.

Sehrazat looked at her angrily and bit into her pancake.

Kihana tutted her little sister, who shrugged her shoulder.

Sadly it was true.

Didn’t mean like Sehrazat liked to hear that.

“And you can still pick her up Amira.”, reminded Rahila.

Thanks, aunty!

Sehrazat bit harder into her pancake.

“You know what I mean.”, said Amira and then turned to her daughter. “Don’t forget, today IS a special birthday. Now you will be the Keeper.”

It took Sehrazat any amount of strength to not roll her eyes.

Ah, yes, she became now the Keeper of the mysterious Millennium Fragment which was in possession of her family since the times of the great pharaohs.

She never even saw that thing, because her mother keep it in a golden little box with Hieroglyphs written on it.

But nearly anyone treated it like it was something sacred.

Holy!

The dark blue-haired girl thought personally that it was too much. It was just some jewelry.

Yes, really older jewelry, but jewelry.

There was nothing special about it.

Or let’s say better she didn’t want to believe the stories her mother and grandmother told her.

They were just too crazy!

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The Millennium Fragment

I can't believe I'm actually doing it, but since I was a little girl I was a fan of YGO! and I caved finally. This is my own created Millennium Item, the Fragment, only the queen could wear it. This means Atem mother and his wife wore it. Yes in my fanfic I'm working on since years Atem was married and even had children!

I will tell you it's power. The fragment is basically a shield. It creates a barrier of light which protects it's wearer from bodily and mindly harm. For example, if someone attackes the wearer aka. the queen the shield actives automatic and protecs her. But for example Pegasus with his eye can't only not read the mind of the wearer if he activ puts the mind barrier up. This takes some pratics. Since it belongend only to the queens it second power is that it can create a chanel to the puzzel. Wearer of this two items can talk telepathy witch each other and even visit each other spirit chambers. But the chanel only forms if both parties trust each other and let the other in.

What do you mean? Do you like it?

I choose the teardrop form since we all know how the Items were created, it's actually a blooddrop. Nothing more to say.

In the next day's a will upload some characters. The FanFic itself only exist in my mind currently and I change it always. Only a few things are secure. Also I suck at Duel Monster and wouldn't even now how to write an origanel Duel.

The only things I will ever post are probaly going to be snippets. But better then nothing. Like a said since a was a little girl this story is with me and I want to share it finally.

Also I draw this myself in paint, please don't steal the idea and the design.

Have a nice day/night you all!