The Stranger

A/N: I am back from the dead with a 4.0 GPA to show for it –drops to the floor exhausted- Man are scum; all teachers were those who died, went to hell, and were kicked back out because they were too evil; doctors are too snobby; nurses are too caring; I am too exhausted.

If you don’t care what the hell happened to me, just skip this part. I won’t blame you.

If you are reading this, you really have nothing better to do, but thank you for caring. Anyways, I took a Calculus class during summer with the biggest asshole in the whole wide world as my teacher. The first week wasn’t too bad and I aced my test. The four weeks after that were a nightmare, literally. I failed the second test so I did nothing but study day and night for the third one. I got about five hours of sleep the whole week. I had a horrible nightmare after the test. I dreamt that I got a 73% and woke up screaming. I went to sleep again. This time I dreamt that I got a 63% and woke up screaming again. The third time I dreamt that I got a 53% so I woke up screaming even louder. When I went to sleep again I dreamt that the teacher gave me my test back but there were no markings on it, not even a grade. When I asked him what I got, he came up to me with a red pen and put “F-“ on my test. I said “What! F-! No Way!!!” He said “Oops,” came up to me again and put a minus sign in front of my grade. I DREAMT THAT I GOT A NEGATIVE FAIL WITH A FUCKING MINUS!!! The weeks after that up until now have been about the same. But today I got my grade and the son of a bitch gave me an A so I guess I can’t complain too much.

During the fourth week I had to go the hospital. I am now officially a crippled person (though somehow I am still one of the best students in my ballet class). You know, fuck everything. Next summer I am buying myself a ticket and flying to Russia to my grandma. I really miss her and somehow talking to her on the phone every day isn’t the same. Besides, I need a break.


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shadow light: I know. Seto and Jou in ancient Egypt are my favorite couple, too. That’s why my story is about them in ancient Egypt. You know, that’s how I became a writer. I wanted someone to write an AE fic with Seth and Jono and nobody did. I got mad because no one would. Then I realized that I am someone so why shouldn’t I write a fic any way I want and have the characters do exactly what I want and how I want it. So I did and here I am.

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Chapter 16


A loud crash came from the kitchen before a blond mop of hair was seen running frantically through the palace with bread.

Jono had missed breakfast because of his master and the other had left him to go to another stupid meeting with the pharaoh before ordering anything special for his slave. Jono, being the bottomless pit that he was, couldn’t wait for Seth to come back so he decided to steal some food to last him until then.

When the blond was sure that he was safe he sat down on the ground and started devouring his bread. He could see most of the city from his location and it was beautiful, at least from far away it was (from close up Jono was pretty sure it would really be ugly with all the merchants and traders and all kinds of scum).

Just when he finished and was getting ready to leave for his master’s chambers a door nearby opened and a bunch of people, including Seth, stepped out.

Jono tired to hide but failing to find a place resigned to just standing in the shadows. He knew that after he was kidnapped Seth had been worried a lot about him. As a matter of fact, the brunet had forbidden the blond to leave the quarters this very morning.

Jono hoped that with all the people around Seth wouldn’t notice him, or at least would act like he didn’t notice him. However, upon seeing his disobedient slave, Seth pardoned himself from the crowd and approached Jono.

“I thought I told you to say in the living quarters.” Seth voice sounded cold but Jono knew form the tone of his voice that the priest wouldn’t do anything to him.

“I am sorry.” Jono offered his most winning smile and to his relief he saw Seth smile faintly back.

“I am going to have to punish you,” Seth said with a naughty hint in his voice. Jono just pretended to pout. Somehow, he felt a lot closer to his to his master ever since the other rescued him.

Seth picked up his slave, throwing the blond over his shoulder, as he made for his private chambers.


It had been five years since Jono was kidnapped. Ever since then Seth and Jono had grown closer and closer to each other. In front of other people they had to keep up appearances. However, in private, things changed. When they were alone Jono could do as he pleased.

Even though Seth hadn’t told Jono that he viewed the other as an equal Jono preferred to think that he saw it that way. And he wouldn’t be wrong for thinking so for Seth did consider Jono an equal. As a matter of fact he had already decided to free Jono and give him a high title so that the blond would hold some power over the guards and other servants. After all, he deserved it.

Seth was in the garden trying to think of a way to approach Jono with this. He was still a little concerned that the blond would leave him but the fact that last night Jono had tied Seth up and gagged him and didn’t leave was helpful in calming him down in that matter.

Seth sighed into night for the thousandth time that day. He knew that it was stupid to worry about Jono leaving him, but he couldn’t stop thinking about it. What if Jono was just putting up and act? What if the other hated him? Seth sighed again. He was going to drive himself crazy over this.

The priest sat down by the pond and stared at the water. He knew that no matter how much he worried he was going to free his slave. Even if the other wanted to leave Seth loved him so much that he would allow it, even if it broke him. Yes, he had grown weak and was still unwilling to admit it aloud to anyone, but he did love Jono.

Another sigh escaped pale lips as the tall high priest got up to go find his slave. His brain told him that he was weak and what he was about to do was a mistake. However, for once in his life the priest was determined not to listen to his brain.

As Seth was exiting the gardens an out of breath slave ran up to him and sank to ground in front of him.

“My priest. Pardon my interruption but…” the slave stopped to catch his breath. He had run all the way from the other side of the palace.

“What is it? I don’t have all day.”

“My priest, something horrible has happened…” The slave was panting. Seth’s heart started pounding in his chest.

“What?!” His heart rate was increasing and so was his breathing. If anything happened to Jono he would… it couldn’t… It wasn’t pos….

“Your slave. He is badly injured.”

Seth felt as though he might faint but he had to see Jono.

“Where is he?”

“The healers are taking care of him but they don’t think…” before the poor boy could finish his sentence Seth started running for the healers’ quarters. He couldn’t hear anything due to the pounding in his ears but he didn’t care. He had to see Jono. He had to speak with him. He had to make sure that everything was done to keep the blond alive.

“Where is he?!” Seth screamed as he reached his destination.

A healer pointed to a bed and Seth dropped beside it.

“We found him bleeding in front of the gates. He has been stabbed with a knife in countless places. We don’t think he will be able to make it through. We have done our best but the outcome doesn’t look good. I am sorry.” The healer was speaking to Seth put the priest didn’t pay attention.

“Jono! Love! Can you hear me?”

Jono’s eyes flattered open and he stared at his lover.

“I love you,” came the weak whisper from those red lips that were turning pale.

“I love you, too, Jono.”

Seth hugged his slave close to his chest.

Jono closed his eyes, happy that his master had admitted that he loved him. Then blackness consumed him and he was among the living no more.

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Seth’s dragons wracked havoc upon Egypt and all of its inhabitants. Rage burned in the once icy cold blue eyes. The pharaoh tried to stop his deranged cousin to no avail. Monsters clashed and people burned. The shadows invaded earth. Not even the gods could stop it. The heartbroken priest didn’t stop until all was gone and then he, too, was gone, his memories erased by the gods so that such a thing would never happen again.

Le Fin.

To be continued in a sequel as soon as a find a title for it. If you have any ideas I am free to suggestions.

If you are good reviewers, I shall probably post the first chapter to the sequel today.

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