Tulip-Jin: Oh boy, another fic by me is finally going up!
Yami Tulip-Jin: About time. Which one of your stupid ideas is going up this time, Aibou?
TJ: _ NONE OF MY IDEAS ARE STUPID!
Yami TJ: Oh yeah? What about the time you decided to ride down a giant hill in a plastic wagon.
TJ:...Hey, I only crashed and broke my arm because YOU made the signal for 'You're going too far to the left' the same as 'A CAR'S COMING BEHIND YOU - PULL OVER'!
Yami TJ: Well it's not my fault you're too stupid to tell the diffence!
TJ: Why you little -
*huge dustcloud fight commences*
Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: *sigh* Rawwwwwr rawr rawr rawr raawwr, rawr! Rawr rawr, rawwwwwwr, rawr raawwwr! Rawr! (You'd think they'd have gotten more mature by now, but noooo. That just leaves me, the sane one, to welcome you all to this new fic! Enjoy!)
Disclaimer: Yugioh owned by nobody here!
Claimer: Idea is mine! (Yami TJ: No, it's MINE! TJ: INFIDEL! NOW YOU MUST DIE! *more fighting ensues*)
(Note: entire fic is in Yami POV! No guarantees on accuracy with ANYTHING!)
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I'm not sure when I first realized I was different from everyone else. It was obvious from the beginning that there was something about me that made me special. However, it wasn't a very good kind of special.
Looking back, I know now that if I had been born to low-level parents, I would have been sold into the slave trade in an eye blink. But I wasn't the son of just anybody, I was the youngest son of the Pharaoh of Egypt.
Which meant instead of being treated like a slave I was treated like camel dung. Out of the dozens of children of the Pharaoh, my half-brothers and half-sisters really had only one thing they liked to do in common - torture me.
At one point, I asked one of my sisters why she and our other sisters were so cruel to me. It was a real shock when she answered almost civilly.
"Because you're a freak. We're just having fun until Father realizes it and kicks you into the desert!"
Then she called me a word that I don't feel like repeating.
I never asked my brothers, firstly because going near them was a danger to my health but secondly because I knew they just did it because they wanted to do it. Of course, they did restrain themselves when adults were present but otherwise it was every man for themselves.
Consequently I tried to spend as much time as possible around adults. I knew that with an adult I would be protected.
…Well, with _most_ adults…some were worse then Akaton and Numari combined, but that's another story entirely…
In the end, I had only managed to find just a few decent human beings.
Jono and Hotra, two slaves that were clearly best friends, always together no matter how far apart their assigned duties located them.
Septhroith, or Seth for casual use - at least at first but after a while I wasn't as sure anymore - the prized disciple of the High Priest Henshin.
Numari's maid Anza, who loved watching the court dancers even if it meant getting whipped - she always wanted to dance as they did…
Then there was Master, or Old Master as he was nicknamed, a wizened old magical master and my first instructor. He vanished during the height of the eight flood after my birth, and was never seen again…
One other, one only known to me, was a stranger that I only saw once and had met when I was very small. He said he was a guard but I doubted it. For starters, none of the guards paid any attention to me but he was walking by and spotted me and asked instantly if I was alright.
This was after the incident where Zeporith and Haskal teamed up with my sister Darna and three large burning candles to 'try and tan me'. I always had very pale skin…
Of course, I was startled by what appeared to be some expression of the enigmatic trait known as kindness. That and the fact that he spotted me when I was crouched in the tiny space between a pillar and the wall.
We basically stared at each other for a while before we heard my siblings heading towards us in order to finish what they had started. The 'guard' glanced at the voices, back to me, then stood in front of the space and stood at attention as the three of them walked up.
"I'm sure that little weakling headed this way," Zeporith was growling before they noticed the 'guard'.
"Have you seen our brother Yamakali?" Haskal demanded.
"What does he look like?" The 'guard' asked cautiously.
Darna snorted.
"Incompetent new guards. He's pretty obvious, he looks like a corpse that stuck his head into a vat of dye."
I was certain I was about to be exposed but instead the 'guard' said, "I am sorry, but I have not."
"He's not passed this way?" Zeporith asked, just to make sure.
"No, no one has," the 'guard' reported.
My half-brothers and half-sister moved to the other side of the corridor to confer but I still heard them.
"Do you think he snuck past the guard, I mean he _is_ pretty short."
"Not a chance - the artifact storerooms are the only thing at the end of this corridor and only the priests can go inside without setting off the trap spells."
"Maybe he's trying to hide with the scholars again," Haskal snickered as they headed to the scroll rooms.
Once they were gone, the strange man - who I most certainly did not think was a guard anymore - turned to face me.
"You can come out, they're gone now," he said softly, and I reluctantly left my hiding place.
I finally got a good look at him - he had the most tanned skin I had ever seen, and even though my skin does have some color to it his really made mine as pale as a corpse's. I couldn't see his face under the helmet, and it didn't matter anyway.
I had greater concerns at the time - my arm was still throbbing unpleasantly and the pain was making me feel dizzy…
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Chibi Red Eyes: Rawr, rawr rawr? Rawr rawr raawwwwwwwr! (So, what do you all think of this so far? Reviews are always appreciated!
Off-screen: *sounds of cursing, firearms going off, and missiles exploded can be heard*
Chibi Red Eyes: Rawr, rawr rawr raawr. Rawwwrr... (Don't worry, those two will stop fighting sooner or later. I hope...)
Yami Tulip-Jin: About time. Which one of your stupid ideas is going up this time, Aibou?
TJ: _ NONE OF MY IDEAS ARE STUPID!
Yami TJ: Oh yeah? What about the time you decided to ride down a giant hill in a plastic wagon.
TJ:...Hey, I only crashed and broke my arm because YOU made the signal for 'You're going too far to the left' the same as 'A CAR'S COMING BEHIND YOU - PULL OVER'!
Yami TJ: Well it's not my fault you're too stupid to tell the diffence!
TJ: Why you little -
*huge dustcloud fight commences*
Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: *sigh* Rawwwwwr rawr rawr rawr raawwr, rawr! Rawr rawr, rawwwwwwr, rawr raawwwr! Rawr! (You'd think they'd have gotten more mature by now, but noooo. That just leaves me, the sane one, to welcome you all to this new fic! Enjoy!)
Disclaimer: Yugioh owned by nobody here!
Claimer: Idea is mine! (Yami TJ: No, it's MINE! TJ: INFIDEL! NOW YOU MUST DIE! *more fighting ensues*)
(Note: entire fic is in Yami POV! No guarantees on accuracy with ANYTHING!)
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I'm not sure when I first realized I was different from everyone else. It was obvious from the beginning that there was something about me that made me special. However, it wasn't a very good kind of special.
Looking back, I know now that if I had been born to low-level parents, I would have been sold into the slave trade in an eye blink. But I wasn't the son of just anybody, I was the youngest son of the Pharaoh of Egypt.
Which meant instead of being treated like a slave I was treated like camel dung. Out of the dozens of children of the Pharaoh, my half-brothers and half-sisters really had only one thing they liked to do in common - torture me.
At one point, I asked one of my sisters why she and our other sisters were so cruel to me. It was a real shock when she answered almost civilly.
"Because you're a freak. We're just having fun until Father realizes it and kicks you into the desert!"
Then she called me a word that I don't feel like repeating.
I never asked my brothers, firstly because going near them was a danger to my health but secondly because I knew they just did it because they wanted to do it. Of course, they did restrain themselves when adults were present but otherwise it was every man for themselves.
Consequently I tried to spend as much time as possible around adults. I knew that with an adult I would be protected.
…Well, with _most_ adults…some were worse then Akaton and Numari combined, but that's another story entirely…
In the end, I had only managed to find just a few decent human beings.
Jono and Hotra, two slaves that were clearly best friends, always together no matter how far apart their assigned duties located them.
Septhroith, or Seth for casual use - at least at first but after a while I wasn't as sure anymore - the prized disciple of the High Priest Henshin.
Numari's maid Anza, who loved watching the court dancers even if it meant getting whipped - she always wanted to dance as they did…
Then there was Master, or Old Master as he was nicknamed, a wizened old magical master and my first instructor. He vanished during the height of the eight flood after my birth, and was never seen again…
One other, one only known to me, was a stranger that I only saw once and had met when I was very small. He said he was a guard but I doubted it. For starters, none of the guards paid any attention to me but he was walking by and spotted me and asked instantly if I was alright.
This was after the incident where Zeporith and Haskal teamed up with my sister Darna and three large burning candles to 'try and tan me'. I always had very pale skin…
Of course, I was startled by what appeared to be some expression of the enigmatic trait known as kindness. That and the fact that he spotted me when I was crouched in the tiny space between a pillar and the wall.
We basically stared at each other for a while before we heard my siblings heading towards us in order to finish what they had started. The 'guard' glanced at the voices, back to me, then stood in front of the space and stood at attention as the three of them walked up.
"I'm sure that little weakling headed this way," Zeporith was growling before they noticed the 'guard'.
"Have you seen our brother Yamakali?" Haskal demanded.
"What does he look like?" The 'guard' asked cautiously.
Darna snorted.
"Incompetent new guards. He's pretty obvious, he looks like a corpse that stuck his head into a vat of dye."
I was certain I was about to be exposed but instead the 'guard' said, "I am sorry, but I have not."
"He's not passed this way?" Zeporith asked, just to make sure.
"No, no one has," the 'guard' reported.
My half-brothers and half-sister moved to the other side of the corridor to confer but I still heard them.
"Do you think he snuck past the guard, I mean he _is_ pretty short."
"Not a chance - the artifact storerooms are the only thing at the end of this corridor and only the priests can go inside without setting off the trap spells."
"Maybe he's trying to hide with the scholars again," Haskal snickered as they headed to the scroll rooms.
Once they were gone, the strange man - who I most certainly did not think was a guard anymore - turned to face me.
"You can come out, they're gone now," he said softly, and I reluctantly left my hiding place.
I finally got a good look at him - he had the most tanned skin I had ever seen, and even though my skin does have some color to it his really made mine as pale as a corpse's. I couldn't see his face under the helmet, and it didn't matter anyway.
I had greater concerns at the time - my arm was still throbbing unpleasantly and the pain was making me feel dizzy…
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Chibi Red Eyes: Rawr, rawr rawr? Rawr rawr raawwwwwwwr! (So, what do you all think of this so far? Reviews are always appreciated!
Off-screen: *sounds of cursing, firearms going off, and missiles exploded can be heard*
Chibi Red Eyes: Rawr, rawr rawr raawr. Rawwwrr... (Don't worry, those two will stop fighting sooner or later. I hope...)