#yes Im branching away from Egyptian mythology a bit BUT I REALLY LIKED THIS IDEA OKAY???

[btp-yami]

Incarnate Jazz ft. MAJOR PLOTS~

This struck me yesterday at work and IT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH SENSE OKAY AND ITS OFFICIALLY CANON TO THE YGO AD ‘VERSE SO THERE.

Another month passed of Madji Qadir attacking or spying on their family; Noah heard from Joey and Tea even that Madji’s antics had spread to them. Joey woke to find the windows of the Cafe smashed in, the whole place in disarray, and Tea found the same with her smaller apartment when she got back from work one day. Putting the places back together was the easy part; but Noah could take a hint.

Madji was quickly losing it.

Atticus had told him about Madji’s both creepy and destructive behavior, when Noah had first witnessed him being arrogant and carrying a confident swagger. With such delay in accessing his full powers, Noah could see Madji descending into what he could only assume was born from dashed expectations.

Still, Madji refused to fight Noah. Refused to be anywhere near him, actually, even when he had attempted an attack on Jessie. He fled as soon as Noah showed up, glowing eyes and wings at the ready.

And then, after that month of being on-edge, the moment finally arrived: Alice frantically called Jessie one morning - early - that her water broke. Noah, Jessie and Catherine promptly rushed over to get Alice to the hospital, with Noah calling Atem ahead of time and sending a quick text to the kids for once they were out of school.

Atem had gone in with Alice, of course, meanwhile Jessie and Catherine paced outside the room impatiently, but Noah had gone to the waiting area on that floor, watching out the window carefully.

Discreetly, so that no one would notice, Noah was projecting as subtle of a field of protection as he could manage. He would at least be able to sense if Madji tried anything, but he didn’t want to draw any attention, either.

And then Catherine came up behind him, halfway lunging at him with a squeal that scared the living daylights out of him.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!” Catherine kept her voice down, but grinned as she tugged him away from the window. “The baby’s here, he’s here!! Jessie’s already gone in, you’re late!”

“Wait--i-it’s a boy--?” Noah asked with slight delay (not appreciating suddenly being brought out of a stupor).

“Keep up, Pretty Boy, yes it’s a boy!”

When they were outside the room, Catherine shoved Noah at the door, then motioning for him to go further in with a grin. She then hissed at him “Trust me, everything will feel so much better, just go see the baby~!”

Noah arched a brow at her, but it wasn’t like he was going to leave, so...

He hesitantly stepped in, seeing Jessie first, and she similarly grinned and urged him closer. Noah finally smiled faintly and came closer, his smile only growing once he looked over to the bed, moving an arm around Jessie’s waist.

Alice still looked very drained and sleepy, Atem nestled next to her on the hospital bed, and both were smiling down at the baby in Alice’s arm. Atem glanced up when Jessie and Noah edged closer, and he passed a smile to Noah before grinning back down at his third child.

Noah returned a small smirk, before smiling as well, observing the newborn boy.

The baby was still a bit red and pudgy, but had inherited Atem’s skin color. A tiny tuft of blond hair could be seen (not nearly as bright a blond as Noah’s, but pretty close), and he was still fussing from the cold air.

Noah’s smile grew subconsciously - and then the babe’s eyes split open.

One eye was a bright gold, almost matching Atem’s shade when his wolf DNA was triggered; the other was sky blue, even paler than Noah’s shade of blue. It was only for a minute, before his eyes squinted again.

Whatever had been in his eyes, though, Noah’s smile had faded in an instant; his eyes were wide, exhaling deeply as a shiver shot up his spine. He forgot how to breathe in for a moment, mouth parting in slight stun.

“Oh my God...!” He muttered, almost inaudibly, before his brow furrowed.

The babe’s eyes split open again, once again showing the gold and pale blue.

H o r u s ...!

~*~*~*~

“My son is what...!?”

Noah frowned. “There’s no way it’s anything else...! I could sense it, just like with Catherine, ‘Tem.”

Atem was wide-eyed; not too long after his newborn had been taken aside to be checked-over, and Alice was left with Jessie and Catherine to rest and recover, Noah had pulled Atem aside to a nearby hallway that lacked any nurses or doctors.

Noah gave a small nod. “Y-Your baby...h-he’s the mortal incarnate of Horus, Atem...! It explains why Madji was after Alice, he could probably sense it, too...!”

“No,” Atem blinked and looked off, shaking his head. “No, there’s no way--at least not that we could tell, I mean - we didn’t find out about Ma’at until you were a grown man! And Catherine was older when she found out!”

“I-I think it’s because it’s so strong,” Noah mused, thoughtful, before frowning, “Or maybe because it’s Horus - Pharaohs carried out the duties and righteousness of Ma’at. It makes sense that I could sense it.”

“He’s a baby--!” Atem argued, stepping closer and attempting to keep his voice to a hush. “That’s too much to put on an infant!”

“I mean it’s not like he’ll understand yet...?” Noah arched a brow, before frowning. “Atem, this is important...! This means we need to keep the baby safe from Madji more than ever now - I haven’t been able to sense Madji nearby, but there’s no guarantee he won’t come after him once you bring him home...!”

Atem shuddered, looking off with a frown, and not finding any real response.

Noah let his shoulders relax, before he smiled faintly. “What’s his name...?”

Atem looked up with slight surprise, but then relaxed and smiled himself, almost laughing. “Alice had asked Bella for ideas, and...she was really stuck on Oswald. Alice had wanted Roy. So...Oswald Roy Mutou.”

“Aw,” Noah grinned. “Ozzie~. That’s cute.”

Atem gave him a small glare. “You are not calling him Ozzie.”

“Hell yeah I am.”