When Mana was conscious again she refused to wake up. All she knew at the time was that she was laying on the most comfortable thing she had ever had made contact with.
"Promise she is not dead." She heard a voice she did not recognize.
"I promise, she is just a bit overwhelmed. You would be too if you were an orphan living on the streets and had just been told you were going to live at the palace." Another strange voice said. She was confused, who where they talking about. She felt someone poking her.
"She looks dead." The first voice said in annoyance. Mana realized they were talking about her, but what did the other one mean about the palace. She reluctantly opened her eyes, curiosity getting the best of her.
"Where am I?" She asked when she realized the room was unfamiliar.
"Yay, She is finally alive again!." She matched the first voice to a boy with strange multicolored hair. She stared at it distracted by how unnatural it was.
"She was never dead." The person with the second voice said, he sounded exasperated.
"Whatever," the first boy told him "How do you feel, Mana?"
"Confused. Where am I?" She asked looking around and realizing she should probably be scared that she woke up in an unfamiliar room with two guys she did not think she knew. The second boy answered.
"You are in my room, we stuck a bed in here for you. You do not mind sleeping in the same room as me right?" Suddenly all the memories rushed back to her. She was in the palace, and she was going to be staying in the Palace.
"Oh holy ra! I'm in the Palace!" Atem burst out laughing.
"You are truly a genius, Mana." He said sarcasticly. Mahad just smiled, he knew how it felt to wake up and realize you are living the Palace. She just stared at them.
"I wish I could say you will get used to it, but I still have not so that would be a lie."
It took a while for the shock to wear off, but when it did she instantly found the need to explore every nook and cranny she could find, so they gave her a tour of the places she would be allowed to go. There were still many places even Mahad could not go. Including the Prince's and the Pharaoh's bedchambers, though the Prince complained a lot about the former.
"It is getting late, we should get back to our rooms while there is still some daylight left." Mahad told them and they nodded. They walked the Prince to his bedchambers as far as they could go than walked back to theirs. They went straight to bed, exhausted by their stressful day.
Atem lied in bed going over the events of the day. He could not believe that it was just this morning that he and Mahad had been playing tag on the beach. It felt like a week ago. He smiled at himself, he had made a new friend. He had thought he was lucky enough just to have one, now he had two. He could not wait until the next day when they got to play together all day, he thought of what games he wanted to play as he fell asleep.
The next morning he awoke to a weird noise. It sounded like someone whispering, but that was not possible. No one ever woke him up, he had been able to wake himself up for as long as he could remember.
"Wake up!" he heard and then someone began shaking him. He opened his eyes hoping it would stop. "About time."
"Mana?" He said drowsily, It was dark so he could not see her but somehow he knew who it was.
"Hi! I woke up early and got bored so I decided to come talk to you." Atem moaned and sat up.
"Why can you not talk to someone who is awake?"
"You are awake."
"Not really." She laughed
"Of course you are silly, you are talking to me and everything."
"I am sleep talking." he told her and hid his face under a pillow. She picked up the pillow.
"Please talk to me." She begged. He groaned and sat up.
"You should really go back to sleep." He told her rubbing his eyes.
"I tried" He sighed and looked at her.
"Why could you not wake Mahad, why did you come all the way out here to wake me?"
"I tried waking him up, he sleeps like a rock."
"You are joking."
"Nope, I even yelled in his ear."
"Wow, I had always imagined him to be a light sleeper."
"You would be wrong then." There was a short silence as Atem attempted to wake himself up while he was already technically awake, it was much harder than doing it while he was asleep.
"You really should not be here, you can get into a lot of trouble for this." She looked at him skeptically "Father does not let people come to my room without an escort. Even Mahad is not allowed in here." She still did not believe him, he was too tired to be annoyed by this and continued explaining. "I am a prince, with an overprotective father. What do you expect?" She sighed finally understanding.
"But I am bored." She pouted.
"Go sneak into the kitchen and get something to eat or something." Her eyes lit up.
"Great idea! I will get you something too!." She said getting off the bed.
"No I do not... darn." He said as she ran out of the room ignoring him. He lied down, he did not want to go to sleep because she would wake him when she got back, but he could not stay awake.
He woke again to Mana's voice. He groaned.
"Come on sleepy head it is not that early." She said and shoved a pear in his face, he stared at it for a moment.
"I am not hungry." She pouted. "I just wanted you to leave so I could sleep." She smacked him upside the head. "Ow, what was that for!"
"You are mean!"
"I am not! It is thanks to me that you are not still living in the streets!" She huffed and ran out of the room as though it was some kind of punishment. He was just glad that he could sleep now.
The next time someone woke him up he was ready to hit them. Unfortunately, it was not Mana that woke him up.
"Father!" He exclaimed and winced when he saw his father rubbing his arm. "I am so sorry!"
"You have a pretty good arm there." Atem turned red. "Are you alright, son?"
"Yes Father, do I not look alright?"
"No, you look fine. Did you sleep alright last night, it is not like you to sleep in?"
"Did I sleep late?." He walked out to the balcony that was connected to his room, his father was right it was late. He rushed inside and began to get dressed. "I am sorry."
"There is no reason to apologize, my son, everyone needs rest." When Atem finished dressing he and his father left the room. "I assume than that you did have some trouble sleeping." The Prince just nodded. Mana was going to be in big trouble, he was so mad. They walked into the throne room they were both surprised to see the whole counsel there. The Pharaoh sighed.
"Father what is going on?" He asked his father just sighed.
"Atem, go find Mahad and his friend. They were worried about you."
"Now Atem. You may come back when we are done." Atem was about to argue before his father gave him a look that clearly said that the Prince was not going win. He stomped off, slamming the door on his way out. He yelled in frustration and went to find Mahad. He considered going to spy on them, but he owed Mahad and if Mahad was worried than he needed to know the Prince was fine. He went to Mahad's room and found them both meditating. It was not the first time he had seen Mahad do this, but it was funny watching Mana try to do it. That girl could not sit still to save her life. She kept fidgeting and peeking at Mahad though her eyes were supposed to remain closed, unlike Mahad who was pretty much dead to the world when he meditated. The Prince just watched for a while trying not to laugh whenever Mana fidgeted It was not long after he got there that Mana gave up.
"I am bored." Mahad groaned and rested his head in his hand. Atem laughed loudly. They both looked up at him.
"My Prince." Mahad said as he stood. Mana huffed remembering their conversation last night. Mahad looked at her in confusion.
"I am sorry I worried you Mahad, Mana woke me up in the middle of the night so I did not get much sleep last night." Mahad paled and turned to glare at Mana.
"Are you mad!" He yelled. "You can not do that!" He looked like he was the one who was insane in that moment. He started yelling incomprehensible words and collapsed onto his bed.
"Mahad are you alright?" Atem asked, he had never seen Mahad act like this before. Mahad just grabbed a pillow and yelled into it. The Prince turned to Mana "What did you do to him?" He asked.
"I did not do anything!" She yelled.
"You made my friend go mad!" He yelled back.
"I did not! He was crazy before!" They continued to argue until Mahad calmed down enough to calm them down. He explained that it was not her fault, he just was not used to teaching yet. They somehow instantly became great friends again. They talked for quite a while before Atem's frustration with his father came out.
"He will never tell me anything anymore, and I hate it." He sat on Mahad's bed with his head in his hands. Mahad sighed and sat down next to him.
"You know your father means well. He probably just does not feel like you need to know, and he is probably right. There are a lot of things out there that you do not need to know. You are still young, my Prince, when you get older you will probably wish that he was still hiding these things from you."
"Will not." Mahad just sighed and put his arm around the boy. Atem stood quickly. "I know how to find out what they are hiding from me."
"Prince, please if it was something that concerned... I am never going to change your mind am I?" Atem smirked and shook his head. He sighed and stood, he really did not like spying on the Pharaoh. That is why he had convinced the Prince that the hole that led to the balcony of the throne room should only be used if absolutely necessary, apparently this was considered necessary. They half ran to where it was and Mana followed completely and totally confused. The Prince pushed the jar away and went inside. Mahad waited for Mana.
"You need to be quiet when you get in there alright." She nodded but he was a little skeptical, he did not think she even knew how to be quiet. When he excited the hole the Prince had already explained to Mana where they were. They listened to the conversation.
"It is really a disappointment that Shimon was the only one the Items chose. What are we going to do about the others." They heard Aknadin say.
"We do not have enough time to find the owners of the other Items. The enemy could be here any time."
"Will the Items work for anyone besides their owners?" The Pharaoh asked Aknadin.
"Sort of, they will work. Though they will not reach their true power until they are united with their true wielder."
"That will have to do, as we do not have time for anything else. If it doesn't work we are all doomed, they are our last hope. Two at their full power should be enough if they are as powerful as you seem to think brother."
"I assure you they are more powerful than you can imagine."
"Bring them here." Aknadin bowed and left.
"Prince I think we need to leave." Mahad whispered. The Prince merely nodded with a confused look on his face. They left the room without another word. They even walked to Mahad's room in silence. They sat on Mahad's bed.
"Mahad a-are we at war?" the boy asked begging for Mahad to deny it.
"It sure sounds like it."
"Why did they not tell anyone? How are we supposed to fight back it no one knows it is coming?" Mana complained.
"The only reason they would hide it is if they were afraid we would not have any chance to survive if we fought." Atem answered, including himself even though they all knew he was the last person that would be allowed to fight.
"So we are doomed then?" Mana asked scared to death.
"No," Mahad said and they looked at him "Did you not hear what they said? These Items, what ever they are, have enough power to stop whoever is attacking us."
"But what are the Items...?" Mana began
"...And can they be trusted?" Atem finished.
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