Hey everybody! Is anyone still reading my stuff? Listen, thanks you to
everyone who has read or is reading Light's Sacrifice to Darkness. If you
guys hadn't been supportive of that fic I probably wouldn't be writing this
one. So, here's this new idea I've been having, although I haven't
typed/written any of it out. It can go with LS2D or it can stand alone.
This story focuses on Yami's life before he was pharaoh up to when he toke
the throne. Hope you all enjoy chapter 1!
Chapter 1 (good bye blank paper, hello fic!)
The pharaoh paced up and down the hall in front of the chamber waiting, listening. As the door was pulled open he rushed up to it. A small woman, little more than a girl really, with dark brown hair pulled back from her tanned face stood in the doorway.
"How is she?" the pharaoh asked quickly, straining to see past the girl into the room. "And the child?" The dark haired girl sighed, wiping her brown hands on the apron tied around her waist.
"The child is fine," she said, her soft voice ringing through the silent room. "A boy, strong and healthy." The pharaoh closed his eyes, murmuring a prayer of thanks to the gods. When he opened them again the young midwife had raised her eyes, but instead of showing signs of happiness and pride they were swimming with crystalline tears.
"What is it?" the pharaoh asked, but deep within his heart he knew, just didn't want to believe it.
"Pharaoh," the girl said quietly, "the queen was greatly weakened giving birth to the little prince. She won't be able to live much longer." The pharaoh's eyes widened. He pushed past the girl, oblivious to her apologies as he rushed into the room. It smelled of sweat and blood, but his attention was focused completely on the two figures in the large bed.
One was a woman, pale but breathtakingly beautiful, silken sheets pulled up to her chin, breathing labored. She held the other in her arms. A small bundle of toes and fists thrashing in an attempt to escape the blanket wrapped around it. The pharaoh walked slowly over to kneel at the bedside.
"Kalilah," he whispered pain wrenching in his heart. Here was something he could not control. Something no manner of wealth or power could change, and the pain of that truth was tearing him apart.
He looked up as he felt a light hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see the queen smiling lightly, though she still struggled to take in each breath.
"You have a son," she said, her voice little more than a whisper. The pharaoh found the bundle containing the infant being pressed gently into his arms. As he looked down at the child in his arms, the baby stopped its squirming, and opened one of the small eyes. The pharaoh nearly reeled back in shock. This eye was not brown, it was red! A deep crimson pool placed between a set of small black lashes squinting up for the first time. Kalilah sighed, leaning back into the pillows, content now that she had delivered her child into his father's arms. They would be safe now. She could go...
Akunamukanon looked up from his son's face only to see his wife lying still and unmoving upon the bed. Shock grabbed his heart in an icy fist as he noticed her chest was no longer rising and falling with her desperate breaths. Tears poured from his eyes as he rested his head on the sheet, clasping her unmoving hand in his own.
From a corner, a solitary figure strode out of the shadows and back into the hall. The pharaoh's brother smiled to himself as he brushed away feigned tears.
'One down, and two more to go.'
Ooh lala! Did you guys enjoy that? Yes I know it was sad, Yami's mummy died! T_T *sniff* but, I'm posting the next chapter very soon! And this one was short, I'm aware but it was kind of a prologue thing. So...that little purplish button in the corner is calling to you. You know you really want to click it. YOU DO! So please do!
I ended the first chapter of LS2D like this to didn't I? A man hiding in the shadows? Ah well, the plots are really different, don't give up on this one yet! Oh, and everyone who reviewed the 17th chapter of LS2D which was really just review thank yous, THANK YOU ONE LAST TIME! (and now I swear I will shut up about that story) ^___^ Hope you like how this story plays out too! R&R please! ~Ente
Chapter 1 (good bye blank paper, hello fic!)
The pharaoh paced up and down the hall in front of the chamber waiting, listening. As the door was pulled open he rushed up to it. A small woman, little more than a girl really, with dark brown hair pulled back from her tanned face stood in the doorway.
"How is she?" the pharaoh asked quickly, straining to see past the girl into the room. "And the child?" The dark haired girl sighed, wiping her brown hands on the apron tied around her waist.
"The child is fine," she said, her soft voice ringing through the silent room. "A boy, strong and healthy." The pharaoh closed his eyes, murmuring a prayer of thanks to the gods. When he opened them again the young midwife had raised her eyes, but instead of showing signs of happiness and pride they were swimming with crystalline tears.
"What is it?" the pharaoh asked, but deep within his heart he knew, just didn't want to believe it.
"Pharaoh," the girl said quietly, "the queen was greatly weakened giving birth to the little prince. She won't be able to live much longer." The pharaoh's eyes widened. He pushed past the girl, oblivious to her apologies as he rushed into the room. It smelled of sweat and blood, but his attention was focused completely on the two figures in the large bed.
One was a woman, pale but breathtakingly beautiful, silken sheets pulled up to her chin, breathing labored. She held the other in her arms. A small bundle of toes and fists thrashing in an attempt to escape the blanket wrapped around it. The pharaoh walked slowly over to kneel at the bedside.
"Kalilah," he whispered pain wrenching in his heart. Here was something he could not control. Something no manner of wealth or power could change, and the pain of that truth was tearing him apart.
He looked up as he felt a light hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see the queen smiling lightly, though she still struggled to take in each breath.
"You have a son," she said, her voice little more than a whisper. The pharaoh found the bundle containing the infant being pressed gently into his arms. As he looked down at the child in his arms, the baby stopped its squirming, and opened one of the small eyes. The pharaoh nearly reeled back in shock. This eye was not brown, it was red! A deep crimson pool placed between a set of small black lashes squinting up for the first time. Kalilah sighed, leaning back into the pillows, content now that she had delivered her child into his father's arms. They would be safe now. She could go...
Akunamukanon looked up from his son's face only to see his wife lying still and unmoving upon the bed. Shock grabbed his heart in an icy fist as he noticed her chest was no longer rising and falling with her desperate breaths. Tears poured from his eyes as he rested his head on the sheet, clasping her unmoving hand in his own.
From a corner, a solitary figure strode out of the shadows and back into the hall. The pharaoh's brother smiled to himself as he brushed away feigned tears.
'One down, and two more to go.'
Ooh lala! Did you guys enjoy that? Yes I know it was sad, Yami's mummy died! T_T *sniff* but, I'm posting the next chapter very soon! And this one was short, I'm aware but it was kind of a prologue thing. So...that little purplish button in the corner is calling to you. You know you really want to click it. YOU DO! So please do!
I ended the first chapter of LS2D like this to didn't I? A man hiding in the shadows? Ah well, the plots are really different, don't give up on this one yet! Oh, and everyone who reviewed the 17th chapter of LS2D which was really just review thank yous, THANK YOU ONE LAST TIME! (and now I swear I will shut up about that story) ^___^ Hope you like how this story plays out too! R&R please! ~Ente