Chapter 1 Seto & Mokuba
"Talk"
"YELLING"
singing
Something on radio or TV etc.
They walked through the gates and watched their last relatives drive away. Seto sighed. He'd never known his father's relatives, and his mother's side of the family had just made it clear how much they loved the nephews by dumping the two in the orphanage.
None of the other kids said anything. None of them seemed too interested. It hurt. The two by the gate had lost their father only a month ago. Didn't they care? They knew what it was like right? They should care.
No one seemed to pay any attention to Seto and Mokuba. Seto looked down at his little brother. He was lucky. He was too young to understand what was going on. It didn't hurt nearly as bad for him. He hadn't known there father for that long. He'd never met there mother. It didn't hurt that much for him. He was lucky.
An elderly man escorted them into there new home. Seto didn't understand much about orphanages but he knew that's where people with no families went to wait for new families… if they got new families.
The man took them into a room with what must have been at least ten beds. "This is where you two will sleep…" He led them to the back yard "This is the playground…" Seto thought that was stupid, it looked like a dirty yard with a few toys kicking around. He didn't bother listening to the rest of the tour. The man was stating the obvious. He knew what a kitchen was.
He wasn't to found of it. But it looked like it was his and Mokuba's new home. Seto fell asleep that night dreaming that his father returned and took him and Mokuba away from the horrible place. The horrible orphanage.
OOOOO
Seto walked out into the 'playground'. There was no large reaction as there had been on his first few days there. He and Mokuba had been at the orphanage for several months now.
Most of the attention was directed towards a girl Seto didn't recognize. She had blond hair skin that was almost white and the palest blue eyes. Seto figured she was new.
He remembered how he hated when everyone ignored him when he'd arrived. He walked up to her and smiled "I'm Seto! What's you're name?" The girl looked at him for a second, as if looking through him, then looked away.
"Don't bother her," One of the other orphans, Aiaka, whispered to him "That's Oceana, she doesn't talk to anyone"
That took Seto by surprise "How do you know her name then?"
Aiaka looked at him like he was weird "She's been here for almost a year. She's so creepy though. She locks herself up in the attic for the longest periods of time and rarely comes outside unless it's raining."
Seto thought that was a little strange. But Aiaka liked to stretch things, the girl couldn't be that different.
OOOOO
Mokuba stared out the window sadly. He wanted to go out side but it was down pouring. Seto didn't let him outside in a downpour.
He let out a loud sigh. Seto looked over at him "Something wrong Mokuba?"
"Se-to!" Mokuba had learned that stretching his brother's name like that could normally get whatever result he wanted "I want to go out! Ple-ase?"
Seto scowled, something he rarely did "No. I told you you'll catch a cold if you play outside in the…" Mokuba couldn't figure out right away why his big brother had trailed of like that "…rain…"
Then Mokuba saw what his brother was looking at. Out in the storm, looking up at the clouds that were shedding the droplets of water falling to earth, was what appeared to be a ghost. A female ghost with flowing blond hair.
Mokuba turned to ask his big brother about her, but Seto wasn't there "Seto?"
Author's note: Yeah, yeah. I know, it's a lame first chapter. I'm working on three fan fics at once so I don't loose any of my ideas and it may be affecting my work. Anyway, I promise the next chapter has more than one semi interesting point.