I'm sorry about not updating any of my older stuff for a while, but I've been banned from the computer and just recently got it back. I know I should finish something before I start ANOTHER fic, but this idea just won't leave me alone and it won't let me concentrate on my other stories. I promise updates for everything else will come soon, but I've also been having major writers block, so just bear with me.

Note: I got all my Yugioh ancient Egypt info from wikipedia, and I haven't seen most of the memory arc or finished reading the manga. If any of the names I'm using are misspelled or wrong please let me know and tell me your source. BUT! If I have the timeline or events wrong don't tell me. I'm not trying to copy it perfectly I just want names to be right! (I'm kinda OCD…)

Split Souls

The Girl With the Sight

The night was tranquil. Pharaoh Ahknemkhanen sat upon his golden throne, listening to his advisors and counsel talk among one another.

"He's a rambunctious boy. Head-strong to."

"Oh yes. Did you hear about the 'Breakfast Incident' yesterday? He had a tantrum and all the glass wear in the dining hall shattered. He's going to gifted in magic, I tell you!"

They were talking about the prince. A four year old trouble maker, and the pharaohs only child. The boy was his pride and joy.

Today had been a special day in Egypt. The princes fourth birthday. A celebration had been held in commemoration of the event. The prince had received many gifts from all over the world. The emperor of China had sent his a traditional Chinese board game: mahjong. The Greek emperor gave a large, leather bound, book of their myths and legends. Many other important people from many different countries ah came for the feast and entertainment.

The prince was now asleep in his chambers, all the diplomats were tucked away in their rooms, and the servants were finishing cleaning up the dining hall and front entrance.

A high-pitched scream broke the peaceful night. Everyone in the throne room took a defensive stance in front of the pharaoh and guards quickly rushed to their posts. The counsel men exchanged worried glances as the screaming grew in volume.

The throne room door bust open and a young girl stumbled in. She was wearing the robed of a priestess in training. An older woman a hold grabbed her.

"I apologize, My Lord. I will be sure to." But the woman was cut of as the girl screamed again.

"Fire! I see fire! People are dieing! Women and children mutilated!" Tears streamed down her face as she spoke. Gasps filled the room when she looked up to the pharaoh. Her eyes milky and unfocused. The look of a seer. The pharaoh rushed to her side.

Seers were extremely rare and treasured. They were considered the mouths and eyes of the gods. They cold seen into past, present, and future, but only the most gifted of them could do this at will.

Ahknemkhanen grabbed her shoulders. "Speak, child! Tell us what you see!" He urged. She convulsed in pain, but continued.

"I see a man, he is leading an army of people. They are killing massive amount of people. I hear their screams."

"Who is the man?"

"he is someone close to the royal family, but the gods refuse to allow me to say who. I see a boy with white hair. He is watching his parents being slaughtered. This boy will become your enemy." She suddenly gasped and fell to the ground. Shaking uncontrollably, sweat poured off her skin. They immediately moved her to the infirmary.

"The prince! Oh! Not the prince!"

"What about my son! Speak child! We beg you!" The pharaoh grasped her hand.

"His soul… His soul is being ripped apart as we speak." Gasps filled the room and a few of the healers rushed to attend to their beloved prince. The girl continued.

"The killings are apart of an ancient ritual, that not only creates evil, but also breaks apart souls. The prince was the intended target, but others will be affected."

The healers returned with the prince in their arms. They rushed his to a bed. The boys body convulsed and his mouth was opened in a silent scream.

"Is there anyway to stop this!" He asked the seer girl. She shook her head sadly as her eyes returned to normal. The visions had ended. Her sapphire eyes were full of tears.

"I have been told by the gods that the prince shall survive this." A small amount of relief fill the pharaoh, but it was short lived.

The prince let out a terrifying scream and his back arched off the bed, as if there was an invisible string attached to his middle that was being pulled upward.

From his mouth came a glowing, white, orb. It radiated purity and light, blinding everyone in the room. The orb shook and flew off in a random direction. The light gradually subsided and the screaming ceased. The prince was now fast asleep, as if nothing had happened.

The Pharaoh Ahknemkhanen knelt next to his son, but spoke to the seer.

"Was that his soul?"

"Only half of his soul. The other half is still within him. The ritual split his soul into Light and Darkness. The light has left him. He will be able to function as a normal person, but he will always feel as if something is missing."

Everyone looked to the prince and his father with sadness. The pharaoh had always been kind to his subjects and the prince was such a sweet boy. It was a tragedy that such a horrific thing would happen to the beloved royal family.

"What is your name, child?" Ahknemkhanen asked.

"Isis"

"Isis, a suiting name. The royal family is forever in you debt. If there is anything you need or want tell me now and it is yours." Isis looked down.

"I have a brother. A year older then the prince. He lives on the streets for our parents have passed on. May he please come to live here in the palace? You could put him to work to pay for his keep. I just don't want him to be hurt or alone. He is my only family." The pharaoh gave her a soft smile. How could he refuse such a request?

"It shall be done!"

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Well that's chapter 1! I'm sure you can figure out who the prince and the white haired boy is. I know Isis sounds very grown up, but she IS grown up for her age. In this chapter Isis is ten, but she lived in a temple for four years and now lives in the palace as a priestess in training. The training to become a priest/ess is very brutal and strict, so children are forced to mature quickly.