Lol well I don't know if this is that great but hey it's just the beginning give it a chance. This I guess you could say it's a prequel to The Brother's Fate.
Mainly I just wanted to answer questions that you may have had in the other story (ok I'm answering some of my own questions too lol)
The story has things in it that make no sense but it's ok I know, if u want to tell me go ahead I like to hear things I already know, ask my mom : P
Another thing this story makes choppy work of that Egypt yugioh thingy lol. Don't ask how u'll defiantly find out.
Disclaimer: ok I don't own it, which is referring to the show Yu-gi-oh and anything else that I don't own……….. Hmm yeah
A lone figure ran through the streets of a deserted town, all the other occupants of the town were asleep; he held a small bundle in his arms.
The only light the man had to go by was the pure light of the moon that hung high in the sky, and the twinkling of the stars.
The man rushed through alleyways, nearly tripping over a young boy who seemingly had no home, before stopping at the town square. Looking around the square he slowly made his way to the center. As he walked he tightened his hold on the small bundle he cradled.
"Have you brought the boy?" a cold but soft voice spoke from the shadows.
As if on cue a small whimper escaped the bundle. Looking down, the man holding the bundle gave a scow as he peered at the tiny child's clouded eyes. They were nothing like his brother's.
Glancing back at the stranger in the shadows the man gave a hardy laugh and smirked, "why would your lord want a useless burden like the one I carry in my arms?"
Now it was the man in the shadows turn to smirk, "That my dear friend is not your concern," his smirk widened. "Or could it be that you're having second thoughts on giving your child away?"
Glancing to the dirt ground in which they stood the man looked up to the shadows with defiant eyes. "This child means nothing to me; though he may be born from my flesh. He will only bring misfortune."
As if knowing the man was speaking of him the child began to cry. Both men glanced at the bundle; they both wore equal looks of distaste. The one holding the bundle glared and hushed the child "stupid child stop that obsessive squalling, this instant!"
As if not hearing him the child continued to whine.
The man infuriated by being ignored brought a hand up to smack the infant, but was stopped by a hand on his wrist. His eye's traveled up the pale arm, which was unusual from Egyptians, to the ghostly face and right to the light blond hair, and pale blue eyes.
The man standing in front of him had every characteristic a man from Egypt had not. Men from Egypt had dark skin, dark hair, even dark eyes, but this man was pale from head to toe.
When the man spoke again, the Egyptian man understand why the man's voice was soft everything about the man from the shadows was soft.
The curios man raised an eyebrow at the appearance of the man in front of him but waved it off.
"We wouldn't want this little prize to be touched with a crude mark such as that, he is still a child unaware of commands, a habit I am quiet sure he will be broken of soon enough."
"Which part of the lands are you from?" the Egyptian asked.
The man took his curious eyes from the child to the face of the man in front of him and smiled. "I, my good sir, am from up North, Poland" a hint of pride could be heard in his voice.
"Ah yes. Who is the king at the moment, as I hear rumors the king lay dying of some unknown disease?"
A flicker of sadness flashed through the man eyes before it disappeared completely. "At the moment, I guess you could say a regent, but the crown will soon be passed to his oldest son Market, though this cannot happen until the king passes away."
"Am I correct in assuming my son shall be a gift to this young prince?" The Egyptian raised a burly grey eyebrow.
The Poland man smirked, the man was answering his own question, "You are correct in your assumption."
A stilled silence laid upon the men once the conversation had ended, but it was abruptly put to halt by the wailing of the wolves, and the signs of pail orange leaking over the sky. This told the two men they should complete their business and head their separate ways, they both new men and women would soon be awakening to start the day.
Moving forward the polish man looked into the bundle and saw the grey eyes of the child and smiled. "I believe we agreed 100 gold pieces, for the wonderful bundle of joy."
Hearing a scoff from the Egyptian the polish man laughed again and reached for the bundle. Delicately lifting it from the man's arms he settled it into the crook of his arm and reached to his waist, with his other arm and he grabbed the small brown bag that hung from the thin leather belt he wore.
He gently tossed it to the man, who quickly opened it to check the content of the sack. Satisfied he put the sack into the folds of the brown robe he wore.
The two men silently nodded to one another, as they both went down opposite roads.
As the Egyptian walked he heard a jingle and looked down towards his wrist seeing a bracelet he stopped dead in his tracts.
It had been his wife and eldest son's idea to make the small trinket for the unborn child.
Though neither had known it to be a boy, they had both put small charm on the bracelet of things they knew young boys enjoyed.
His eldest son, who had always had a fascination with the beast called the blue eyes white dragon, had a charm made that looked similar to the real dragon.
His wife had a simple charm made with the letters that spelled out the name 'Mashovey'.
Turning around to look for the man he left he saw him turning into an alley. Cursing under his breath he broke into a run to catch the Polish man. As he turned down the alley he saw the other man turn down, he stopped suddenly when he saw the other man waiting for him, and he had one pale eyebrow raised. "Yes?"
Slightly panting the man unclasped the bracelet from his wrist and he handed it to the man who now held the little boy. "This bracelet was important to my family I think even though this child isn't alive to them he should have a part of them with him."
The Polish mans eyes darted from the man to the bracelet and then back again.
"Yes I do believe you're right" the Polish man said looking at the name on the bracelet. "Mashovey is that the name of the boy." He asked glancing up at the other man.
"Yes, my wife named the boy, that is from both of them, my son and wife" he said motioning to the trinket, "For our new son."
"I will make sure he gets it when he's old enough." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Hmm Mashovey it's a very unique name, I believe Prince Market will keep the name."
"Thank you." Once more the men nodded to one another and parted ways.
The Egyptian man made his way back to the palace.
Along the way he stopped to wake up two sleeping guards, and lead a very drunken lord back to his room. The man had obviously been out drinking and bedding women all night.
The Egyptian mad shuddered in revulsion. The lord, he knew, had a wife back in his country. He himself a married man would never have such thoughts about another women while he had his wife.
As he continued his quest for his own room he thought about his beautiful wife.
As he reached the door he opened it quietly, as not to wake the women he knew was sleeping peacefully in the bed. Silently slipping into the room and shutting the door he took of his robe to revealing a white shirt and brown pants. He slipped under the cover and slipped his arms around her waist.
He knew this peaceful scene was meant only for the still air of night, as soon as they awoke it would be the same sad and depressing day as all the other.
He knew it was his fault but in the air of the night he let himself believe the same lie he told his wife and son; the child simply disappeared.
Lol well please review and if u really want to flame me about how poorly I write or something like that go ahead. And for all the other ppl that want me to make more Seth and Mashovey fluff review and ill try and make more. Well I guess that would mean I'd have to skip thing in the story, ahh tell me what you want I'll try and make it work.