Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or its characters.

Authors Note: Ok, this is my first attempt at a story with an OC. This is not a Mary sue thing. I had made up Akila years ago in a creative writing class I took in high school. The only thing I changed about her was her nationality and her name. She was originally named Britney, but that didn't really fit in this story. (She was an orphan). This will not stop me from continuing "Salvation" this is just something that has been in my head for months and I'm finally ready to get it out of my head. Tell me what you think.


Prologue:

In The Beginning

Life is never easy, or simple. Someone could plan out their life to a T and destiny could have something completely different planned out for them. A girl could grow up with the dream and ambition to become a nurse, and find herself alone on the streets turning tricks just to eat that night. So imagine my surprise when I come home from school one day and find my whole world turned upside down.

My name is Akila and I was born in Egypt, but destiny decided I was bound for Japan when I came home one day from Elementary school to find the Police waiting for me. Apparently they had missed me from school, or that's what the officer told me. I had to walk home that day, because my parents hadn't picked me up from school like they promised. Now I understood why. Apparently on their way to the school, their brakes had given out and they crashed into a truck in front of them, killing them. I woke up that morning in a happy family with two parents, a nice home, and a dream to become an archeologist so I could learn more about my homeland that has sparked so many dreams and fascinations by everyone for years. And now I come home to an empty house, with a few uniformed men and a woman in a suite to take me away to an orphanage.

I was in the orphanage for a little while, but when I was ten I was adopted by an American couple. I lived the next 7 years with them in New York learning English and continuing my school. It seemed my dreams were back on track. However, a few months after my 17th birthday I found out my life was about to be turned upside once again. My new family and I would be moving to Japan for my fathers work. He was an archeologist himself, and was called by a woman named Ishizu Ishtar with a job offer. So at the end of summer, when all my friends were getting ready for their senior year in high school, I was at home, packing up my life once again, learning a new language, and moving to a completely new country on the other side of the world.

So here I stand, in my pink school jacket and blue skirt, knee high socks and Mary Jane shoes, clutching onto my books for dear life. After all, books were really all I have anymore. If it weren't for them I don't know how I would be able to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Soon I would be able to choose my own path. Live where I want, and have my dream job back in my home country of Egypt.

My story begins during my first day of school at a new school in a new country. And as I stood outside my new school in Domino all I saw were other kids dressed in school uniforms, something I wasn't used to. They all looked the same. Boys in blue pants and blue school jackets and black shoes on, and the girls wore pink jackets and blue skirts, knee high socks and Mary Jane shoes on. I felt like such an outsider. Sure I had long black hair; it wasn't so unseen in Japan, but my skin and my accent. I tied my hair up in a bun that morning and put on my old thick rimmed glasses I use for reading. Perhaps if I looked mediocre, everyone could ignore how different I was.

Just so you know, before I started this school I didn't believe in destiny. I believed that we all make our own destiny. Magic wasn't real; it could all be proven by science. I was good at science. But, I would find out how close minded I was when the history I was so interested in working with would come to me.