Hey! This is my first fanfic ever and I hope people like it! :) Please feel free to review! This is set partially set in the yu-gi-oh world, but mostly in the duel moster world, just so no one gets confused. Everything should get better explained later on in the story.

Summery: Kiara always hoped her family would come back for her. She dreamed to have a family. Little does she know, she is about to get a lot more than she bargained for.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters. I have only based the attitudes and lifestyles off of characters. Those are my own creations.

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Little Dark One

Side Note: All of Kiara's thoughts are in italics

Chapter 1: The Dream

Kiara's POV:

"I-I can't," a man said above me.

"Who's there? Where are you?" I called out.

"It's the only way," another man said above me.

I could hear the two men talking, but I couldn't see them. They both sounded pretty worried about something.

"What's going on?" I asked, but I got no response. Apparently, they couldn't hear me.

'Well, this isn't getting me anywhere,' I thought, 'might as well look around.'

I took a few steps forward from where I stood. I could tell I was standing on a white sandy beach with the clear blue ocean surrounding it. I turned to my left and saw a beautiful woman standing a few yards away. She was probably in her early to mid twenties, wearing a long white, sleeveless sundress that had a white satin belt around the waist. She had slightly tanned skin which complemented her white clothing nicely. She wore a white sunhat, but her long beautiful brown hair still fell to the middle of her back. She was staring out at the ocean with a serene look in her charming green eyes.

Despite the woman and the breath-taking scenery, I couldn't help but be drawn in by the men's conversation.

"They won't come," The first man said as though he was trying to find the right words to say, "they can't come."

"But they are," the second man said. "I came to warn you before it's too late."

"Thank you," the first man replied. "But Natasha and I have decided that we are not going to run anymore. We've done that for too long."

"You're fighting a losing battle, my friend. Just be sure to get them out of here before things get out of hand." the second man said with a somewhat sad calmness.

Suddenly the air felt as though a sudden arctic front surrounded me. In fact, it was so cold that I had to shut my eyes to brace myself for it.

While my eyes were shut, I heard something that I will never forget.

A woman scream…


Third Person POV:

Kiara woke up in a cold sweat. She knew she had had that dream before, but she could never really get over the shock of it. Kiara didn't know why, but the end of the dream always seemed to scare her, even though in her long twelve years of life, she had never finished the dream. This time was no different.

Kiara sat up on her bed and held the pendant around her neck. It was a golden, heart-shaped locket that had "Kiara" written on it in red cursive letters on the front of it. Holding her locket always made her feel better.

Probably because it was the only thing she had left of her parents. Kiara had a long list of possibilities, but no one seemed to know what happened to them.

Kiara got up from her bed, made it, and changed out of her short pink pajamas and into a light blue T-shirt and jeans. She brushed her long blond hair, which fell about six inches below her shoulder blades, and brushed her teeth and walked out of her room.

She had lived in the Kamia Orphanage for as long as she could remember, all the while trying to get some idea of who her parents were. But no one seemed to know them. The only person Kiara could get any information out of was Mrs. Kamia, the elderly assistant manager of the orphanage, and all she could be out of her was that her son, Taylor, found her on their doorstep, wrapped in a blanket on a stormy night about ten years ago. Kiara was asleep when Taylor found her and no one appeared to be around that might have left this two year old girl there, even though the only reason he had even came out there was because the doorbell had been rung.

Taylor was about six years old at the time and didn't really know much about girls, so he took her to this mother.

Everyone was amazed Kiara was alright because there had been numerous "gang wars" between city gangs at the time and the orphanage was located on the outskirts of a major city near a vast forest where many of the fights took place. Many of the thugs and punks didn't care who or what it was, if something was in their way, they would kill it. Mrs. Kamia begged her husband to let Kiara stay with them as a foster child, at least until the war was over.

"But the police arrested the gang leaders and eventually the war ended about a week after you came to us and nobody came to claim you as their daughter, so my husband let you stay in Anna's room as one of the other children of the orphanage," Mrs. Kamia said softly.

'After arguing with him for hours,' Kiara thought to herself while trying to suppress her giggles. She always asked Mrs. Kamia to tell her the story of how they found her after she had that mysterious dream, hoping maybe there would be some clue to help her crack the mystery.

But Kiara also knew that it must bring up some bad memories for the Kamia family. Anna, who was the exact age as Kiara at the time, was killed in a gang war about a week before Kiara was found and it hit them all pretty hard, especially Taylor. To make matters worse, Kiara looked a lot like Anna; the same blond hair, the same slightly tanned skin, the same height, the same build. The only difference was that Anna had chocolate brown eyes like her father's and Kiara had green eyes. Taylor thought it was kind of creepy and Mr. Kamia avoided Kiara altogether. It wasn't that he didn't like her, he was just still mourning over Anna's death, or at least that's what Mrs. Kamia told her. Kiara had tried to get him to like her, but it never worked, so Kiara eventually gave up.

Kiara was grateful that Mrs. Kamia had told her the story and it did make her feel a little better, but this time Kiara was desperate for answers. She wanted to know why she wound up here and why she was having that weird dream. But it looked like, once again, that wasn't going to happen.

Kiara got up to go wake up the younger kids for breakfast.

"Kiara," Mrs. Kamia said softly.

"Yes ma'am?" Kiara asked, sitting back down.

"Do you still have that necklace that was found with you?" Mrs. Kamia asked.

"Y-yes ma'am," Kiara answered. 'What is she getting at?' she thought. 'I have my locket on 99% of the time, including right now.'

Mrs. Kamia smiled, "good. You may not know it now, but that necklace may hold the key to finding out who you really are. You must protect it, forever."

Now, Kiara was only twelve years old, and didn't really understand what Mrs. Kamia was talking about, but she learned a long time ago that it was better to act as though one did.

"I will Mrs. Kamia. I promise," Kiara vowed and left the room.

"Such a good girl," Mrs. Kamia said to herself when Kiara left.


Kiara took the little kids to breakfast and then headed back to her own room, since she normally had about two hours to herself before she had to wake up the older kids. Kiara kept tabs on all the kids at the orphanage, since it was obvious that she wouldn't be adopted anytime soon.

It was strange that no one ever wanted to adopt her when she was little, but now that she was older and nearly a teenager, it seemed impossible to her. So now Kiara watched over the kids and gave parents who came to the orphanage her advice on who would be the best candidate for what they were looking for.

Anyway, Kiara headed for her room for a bit of free time. She normally read, drew, or played on the old computer Taylor gave her now that he had bought a new laptop.

Kiara walked down the hallway she and most of the other kids called Dark Hall, because it was always as dark as night. As she walked, Kiara heard a small voice whispering in her ear:

"Kiara…Kiara…come to me…"

Kiara stopped and looked behind her, but there was no one there. Just the permanent darkness of the hallway.

Suddenly, Kiara felt the chills she always felt after she had that dream, only this time, they felt ten times stronger and it was if the very darkness was grabbing and pulling at her.

"Who are you?" Kiara cried to the voice, hugging her shivering arms. "What do you want from me?"

She heard the voice laugh harshly and felt something wrap around her waist and arms. The second it touched her body, the temperature dropped so dramatically, it forced Kiara to shut her eyes tightly. She felt it pull her to the floor so hard that she couldn't move for a few seconds. While she was immobile, Kiara felt whatever was around her waist and arms release her for a second and then heard the voice shout:

"Restrain her!"

Instantly Kiara felt eight medium size hands push her down very roughly. Then she heard the sound of mischievous laughing. Against the freezing temperature and her better judgment, Kiara forced her eyes open, and then wished she hadn't.

Staring back at her was five…creatures! Kiara was a pretty smart girl, thanks to the countless books she had read, internet searches over various topics, and Taylor explaining his homework to her, but she had never come across anything like these things before. They almost looked like the shadows of young men. They had no distinguishing features other than their eerie yellow eyes, the slight outlines of a small pointed nose and a sinister smile on each of their faces. Kiara looked around as best as she could and saw that two of them held her legs down, two others held her arms pinned to the ground, and the fifth one stood over them. They all looked alike, but the one looking over her wore a strange triple layered star medallion over the area where his heart should have been.

Kiara was about to scream when the one with the medallion suddenly grabbed her throat with his right hand. His grip tightened around her throat just enough so that Kiara couldn't talk, but still could breathe…barely. She struggled to break free, but they only held her down harder.

The one with the medallion seemed to be the leader of the group.

"Ha," he murmured. "Stronger creatures than you have fallen to the Shadows before. How could you, a human, ever hope to escape?" The leader began to laugh manically and the others joined in.

Kiara felt a tear roll down her cheek.

The leader saw this as well and chuckled. "Aw, don't cry little one," he said with fake sympathy as he gripped her throat a little tighter, "we'll leave you alone, as soon as we have that necklace." He then reached for Kiara's locket with his free hand.

"NO!" Kiara screamed as loud as she could. Suddenly, Kiara felt warmth on her back and a blinding light made her close her eyes again.

While her eyes were shut, Kiara heard the leader stop laughing and gasp.

"What?! No! Stop! This is impossible!" he creamed and faded away along with the others.

The light faded away and Kiara felt completely zapped of all her energy and fainted.


"…ia…a…Ki…ra…"

Kiara groaned.

"Kiara! Kiara! Wake up!"

Kiara opened her eyes to see a young boy with blue eyes and short brown hair. He wore a long sleeve yellow shirt with a blue vest and blue jeans. He was sitting, hunched over her, in the hallway, eyes full of concern.

Kiara rubbed her head, "Ow…Seto? What happened?"

Seto was a twelve year old boy who came to the orphanage with his seven year old little brother, Mokuba, about two months ago. Seto loved playing games like chess and other strategy games. He especially liked this card game called "Duel Monsters" that came out a few years ago. Two players, known as "duelist" faced each other using card monsters to lower their opponent's life points and win the duel. It was pretty popular game and Seto and Kiara both had decks and faced off against each other a lot. Seto was pretty good and that kept the older kids from picking on Mokuba. Seto and Kiara became fast friends and could trust each other with pretty much anything.

"You passed out! Are you alright?!" Seto asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Kiara replied weakly, "was there anyone else here when you found me?"

"Huh?" Seto shook his head, "no, you were the only one here. Why?"

"Oh, nothing," Kiara said as she got up. "I had that dream again and I guess it's beginning to get to me."

Seto got up too and the two of them walked down the hall. "The one with the two guys and the woman at the beach?" he asked. "Did you get to see the end this time?

Kiara shook her head. "Same dream and I still didn't get to finish it." Kiara sighed, "Seto, you know how I told you the first time I had that dream, it felt like I was cut off from seeing the rest?"

Seto nodded, not sure exactly where this was going.

"Well," Kiara continued, "this is going to sound crazy and don't laugh, but I think someone is trying to cut me off from the dream."

Seto busted out laughing and Kiara punched him hard in the shoulder.

"Ow! What was that for?!" Seto shouted as he rubbed his shoulder.

Kiara chuckled, "well, I told you not to laugh, so it's your own fault. Maybe next time you'll listen to me."

Seto rolled his eyes and smiled. "Well, think about it, Kiara. How can someone cut you off from a dream? It just doesn't make sense."

Kiara frowned, "I know it doesn't, but it feels like that's what's happening to me."

Seto sensed her doubt and tried to cheer her up.

"Well," he said, trying to sound convincing, "what makes you think that?"

"Okay," Kiara said as she stopped walking and leaned against the wall, "when I'm asleep, I get these chills that crawl up my back and then I wake up in a cold sweat."

Seto stopped and leaned against the wall opposite Kiara, "Sounds like regular nightmare symptoms to me."

"Yeah," Kiara continued, "but lately I've been having these feelings while I'm awake. Mostly when I'm in Dark Hall, the hallway she was in earlier, or when my body gets weak. Then I get really tired and usually go to sleep for most of the day."

Seto nodded.

"And…," Kiara started again, "…uh, nevermind."

Seto looked up at her, "What is it?"

"Just something Mrs. Kamia said earlier today. Something about finding out who I am and how this," she said holding out her locket, "may help."

"That thing?" Seto asked looking as though he was trying to conceal a laugh again, "finding out who you are? Man, the weirdest stuff happens to you."

"Yeah, I guess," Kiara said, shrugging off her doubt. She checked her watch on her wrist. "Ah, crap! I'm gonna be late! I gotta go get the kids," she said as she ran to the older kids' buildings. "See ya later, Seto! Say hi to Mokie for me!"

"Alright, later Kiara," Seto shouted as he headed back to his room.


Somewhere, far away from the orphanage, a lone figure was watching Kiara running through the smoke in a large crystal ball. As the image of the girl became clearer, a sinister grin began to cross the figure's veiled face. The figure looked at an old crumpled list in his hand.

"Blond hair, green eyes, slight tanned skin, petit build, and a golden heart-shaped locket," he listed facts off his list. He looked back to the image of the girl in the crystal ball and his wicked grin became complete.

Behind him, a door opened and a teenage boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, rushed inside and bowed to the figure. He had almond-shaped blue eyes, cream colored skin, and very short, wavy, thick umber colored hair worn in an uncomplicated style. He had a broad-shouldered, yet slim build. He wore an outfit that looks like a fusion of a sorcerer's robes and a schoolboy's outfit with a black and dark navy blue color scheme.

"Master, the eastern and southern fleets have reported in and there is still no sign of the target. Should we send more forces to the northern and western areas?" the boy asked.

"No, Zachary, I don't think that will be necessary." The figure said, raising a hand to allow the boy to stand. "In fact, you can go ahead and abort all search parties."

Zachary was stunned by this. "Master," he asked, standing up, "if I may ask, why we are canceling the searches now after so long? Has the target been found?"

"I believe so, Zachary. I believe so," the figure chuckled.

The figure held up his hand. Black flames surrounded his hand for a second and dispersed a second later. In his hand, the figure held a card with Kiara's picture on it. The figure stood up and turned to face Zachary.

"Here," the figure said, handing him the card, "I want you to go to the location that the western scouts were sent to observe and find this girl. You are to bring her here, by any force necessary beyond seriously hurting her."

Zachary took the card. "Her name is Kiara," the figure continued. "According to my scouts who have been patrolling that area, she would do anything to prevent harm from befalling others. I think you can use that to your advantage."

Zachary studied the picture. "Understood, Master." He bowed again before pulling the hood of his black cloak over his head, hiding his face. He snapped his fingers and disappeared in a cloud of shadows.


Later that night

It was nearly midnight, and while everyone else slept soundly in their beds, Kiara was tossing and turning in her sleep from yet another nightmare.

In this nightmare, Kiara was all alone and all she could see was endless darkness. However, she could hear someone, a woman, crying out for help:

"Help! Someone…anyone…please help us!"

"I'm coming! Where are you?" Kiara cried as she ran deeper into the shadows, following the voice. Again, she felt the darkness grabbing at her, but she kept running. 'Who could this woman be?' Kiara thought to herself as she ran. 'And where the heck are we?'

Just after she thought that, Kiara heard something that, to this day, still sends chills down her back:

"AH! NO!" the woman screamed. "Please don't take her! I beg you, don't take her!"

Kiara stopped dead in her tracks. The cold touch of the shadows finally caught up and nearly consumed her, but Kiara hardly paid any attention to them at all. For she then heard something that sounded like a sword slicing through a person's flesh, followed by a painful shriek and someone laughing hysterically. The room grew darker and colder as the laughter grew louder…


Kiara woke up with a start in her room, panting and heart pounding. "That was all just a dream?" she asked herself as she rubbed her head with her hand, "but it felt so…real." Kiara sat up in her bed and hugged her knees to her chest. "What's going on?" she whined tiredly, "why is all of this happening?"

//creek//

Kiara looked up and saw that the window in front of her bed had opened by itself. 'That's weird,' she thought, getting up from her bed. It was then that she realized that she was still wearing her T-shirt and jeans from earlier that day. 'Oops, guess I fell asleep in my day clothes again,' Kiara thought, chuckling softly at herself. 'That's the third time this week. Oh well.' She then walked over to the open window. 'How did this open by itself?' Kiara stuck her head out the window and looked around, but there was no one there. 'No one outside and there's barely any wind tonight. This just doesn't make any sense.' Kiara reached out and pulled the window back into place. 'Oh well, I'll figure it out in the morning,' she thought as she latched the window so that it wouldn't open yawned and laid back down into her bed. She fell sound asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Kiara never heard the thin blade slide between the wooden window plains and unlatch the latch that locked the windows together.

Suddenly a huge blast of ice cold wind blew the windows in. Kiara woke up again, but before she knew what was going on, she was being held in the arms of a young man in a black hooded cloak that she'd never met before. His hood obscured his face. He held a hand over Kiara's mouth to suppress her screams.

"Don't try anything, girl," he whispered harshly. "Just cooperate and I won't send the Shadows to destroy everyone in this pitiful place."

Kiara stopped struggling at once. 'Oh god! What the heck?!'

The young man then jumped out of the window in front of Kiara's bed that he had come through, taking Kiara along for the ride.


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