A/N: Hello and welcome to my first YuGiOh Fanfiction. I know it may not be great, but I tried! Constructive criticism is always welcome, just don't completely hurt my feelings. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh nor am I claiming it to be mine. All affiliation with Yu-Gi-Oh and it's characters belong to the owners. OC's (Christina, Zazunum) belong to me, though.
"Where do we go?" my best friend/sister (named Christina, might I add) whispered quite loudly to me.
"Shh... I'm thinking. Maybe..."
"Are you two quite sure you know what you're doing?" There was a pause between this question and the response.
"Of course!" Christina replied hastily. I turned my head a little.
"Not." I added. The man with us was seemingly worried.
"What's the big deal, anyways?" Christina asked to the man. Funny, I was about to ask the same thing. I thought.
"N-Nothing-"
"Well, something."
"She's right, you know. It must've been something considering the commotion you caused with the Rare Hunters." I said. The man looked both confused and surprised.
"How did you know about them?" Christina and I looked at each other and shrugged.
"Well, we've had our own run-ins with them." Christina said. We both smirked as we recalled such incidents from before.
"So, Mister, what'd you do?"
"Hey, Zazunum, I don't think right now is quite the time to be pestering him over and over to get details." I remembered the situation at hand.
"Well, the least WE could do is stop for a moment and explain. My name is Zazunum and this is my only sister Christina."
A/N: Now, I know what you're thinking. But how the heck do you have a crazy name like Zazunum and then a normal name like Christina? Well that's because in this story Christina isn't actually the sister of Zazunum, but just her best friend that has been around since birth. Just to fill in, Zazunum is a native of Egypt with Egyptian parents while Christina is a native of Egypt with a Philippine mother who moved to Egypt. Yeah, so now that I've cleared that up, let's get back to the story.
"Where are your parents? Two kids like you can't be running around without your parents!"
"Our parents were killed by the Rare Hunters. Apparently- well, obviously- they had something that the Rare Hunters wanted. It's ridiculous that they are dead, because the Rare Hunters still aren't even in possession of it."
"That's right. You've still got it, right Za?" I nodded. The thing they wanted so badly was apparently the pendant on my necklace. You'd think they'd be wasting their time with something worth while, not with a kid's necklace. I remember what my parents said before they died:
"Listen Zazunum, you have to take good care of that. Those men that came want it very badly. You must do everything within your power to make sure that they do not get it. "
"But it's just a necklace."
"You don't understand yet, but you will eventually."
"It's kinda funny looking, too..."
Yeah. Just after I recalled this, we heard whispers, clearly from people who were better at it [whispering] then us.
"Who is-"
"Shh!" we both interrupted the man from speaking. Christina and I knew full well who it was.
"Where'd they go?"
"Those damn kids helped that guy get away!" After hearing these remarks we both looked at the man.
"What. Did. You. Do?" Christina mouthed at him. We soon heard footsteps. We grabbed the man by his arm and pulled him into an alley.
"Shh! Did you hear that?" There was a resounding sound of agreement. What? I said "we pulled him into an alley" not "pulled him into an alley so stealthily no one could ever possibly hear us".
"Shit." I heard Christina whisper. I lightly slapped her arm. I quickly looked around for another way out, and conveniently enough we were in an alley that led to the market. A sigh of relief escaped as I, QUIETLY, motioned for us to go out into the market. They listened to me and followed me out. TOO BAD WE CAN'T EVER BE QUIET. In an empty alley, everything is amplified by one million and one decibels. Our footsteps were probably heard by every one of them.
"LISTEN! I HEAR THEM!" Okay then. What do you know. They were. How fantastic. When we made it out into the market, we bolted. I turned around for a second to see if they were following. To nobody's surprise, they were.
"Hey, it's those kids!" one of them yelled.
"No, it's not just 'those kids'; look closer..." another said. Oh no. Oh no no no no no. It's impossible for them to have found out. I thought.
"He's right, It's those kids with the-"
"No-"
"That can't be- didn't we-"
"-Kill them?" I inhaled and didn't let it out. Oh Ra, how could they have noticed- I guess there aren't many white haired Egyptians with one eye- or Egyptians with half an ear missing- but we're hiding that..." I thought. Christina made a motion for us to run. Of course, we did. We ran for a while until I bumped into a boy. Me, being a fairly decent person, got up and helped the boy up that I had bumped into.
"I'm so sorry." Well that was awkward. It was lightening up a little throughout my apology, and Christina must've felt the need to get into it.
"Yeah, yeah, Zazunum. You're sorry. He gets it. In case you've forgotten, we've gotta go, you klutz." I gave her a glare and helped the boy back up. He looked to be no older than seven or eight, so he was no older than me or Christina at the time.
"So, yeah, sorry for her klutziness, but we gotta go; you see we were running from-" I covered her mouth.
"You can't go about telling people our 'criminal history'." Oh, that came out wrong. The boy looked concerned, as did the man we were with.
"It seems I have made a horrible choice of words..." Yeah, maybe you shouldn't bump into a random kid then imply that you have criminal history.
"We don't have time to talk, Za!" Christina said, clearly with agitation in her voice.
"Just hold on!" She began to look around nervously.
"So, what's your name?" The boy was looking around as well.
"FIND THEM!" A shout came from the distance. The boy looked at us worriedly.
"It's Marik."
"Cool. Cool. Well it's been nice talking but we gotta get outta here." We took off running again.
"Bye!" I heard him yell. I couldn't turn around to say bye back, so I raised my hand up a little and waved. We turned into another alley, the one we lived in. Christina and I sat down against a wall in the dark.
"So, you still haven't told us what you did, mister."
"Yeah. I think we lost them, so go ahead and fill us in."
"What?"
"You know, with whatever caused all that ruckus amongst the Rare Hunters. Surely you must have done something."
"Wait, but those guys said they thought they killed you? What's that all about?"
"We don't talk about it. All you need to know, and all i'll tell you, is they took half my ear and one of her eyes." I shrugged. They did. They took my eye. Not a big deal, though. No one would be able to know I only had one eye, I just wear a bandage over the socket and deal with it. And as far as the white hair goes, I wear a cover over it like all the other girls, so I still don't get how those hunters found out. I heard some talking that sounded awfully familiar. I looked around the corner of the wall to see Marik. He was standing with a girl, telling her about a girl that had run into him.
"Pssst." They looked over.
"THAT'S HER! That's the girl that bumped into me." I started laughing because of the look on the girl's face. I guess anyone else would have that look as well if they had just gotten a "pssst" from an alley.
"Hi Marik," I said. "Who's that girl?"
"That's my sister, Ishizu."
"Cool. Sorry about earlier, again."
"It's fine. But when you ran away earlier, what were you running from? I heard it but I didn't see it." Christina looked like she was about to blurt out our "criminal history" again.
"Oh just some guys-"
"They weren't Rare Hunters, were they?"
"Would that be... bad?"
"You were? How did you escape?" I didn't respond because I felt that if she used a tad bit of common sense she would discover. I mean, isn't it obvious?
"We ran." Woo. saved by Christina.
"I could've guessed that. Well, it seems Marik and I must leave."
"Will we ever see you again?" Marik asked.
"Given your guys' rate, you will." They said goodbye and left. A dog I look after on the streets had come by and sat next to me. I pet it. I wonder if we ever will. Meet again. I thought.
A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed Chapter one! Just for an F.Y.I, this chapter was a flashback of the two OCs' childhood. Next chapter will not be a flashback and will be more "in the present". So, please review! I could really use the feedback! Until I post Chapter Two! (So probably tomorrow or the day after)