Slave Labor
Max: This sounds like fun!
Me: Don't be so violent, Max! Oh yeah...warning! This fic will probably have some yaoi but I don't know. Lets see where the "heart of the fic" leads me!
Max: Ok...that was the worst pun ever!
Me: You are soo rude!
Elaina: You two...shut up! Max, go entertain yourself until BKI2173 introduces Amber. Now for the boring part. BKI2173 does not own Yu-Gi-Oh. The only things she owns is me and Max. There, enjoy the fic. ^^
Max: This one should be more violent than the last! :D
Me: Don't be rude! ON WITH THE FIC!
Slave Labor -Chapter 1- A Normal Day
"Pharaoh! Try and focus!" high priest Seto said, snapping his fingers in front of the tired Pharaoh. Pharaoh Atemu opened his eyes slowly and yawned to himself.
"But this is so boring," he whined, "Sensei has such a monotone voice." He leaned his head on to his hands and closed his eyes again. High priest Seto rolled his eyes.
"Seto and Pharaoh!" an angry voice called, slapping a ruler on the desk, "Are you going to focus or do I have to make you focus!" Sensei Elaina was standing there, tapping her foot and adjusting her thin glasses. She looked mad that her class had been interrupted yet again. "Need I remind you that a ruler must always be well educated to rule his people with wisdom and knowledge?"
"Yes, Sensei," Atemu apologized, "I really should go back to my room to rest though. I am quite tired." As if on cue, the door opened and Mahad, the royal sorcerer, entered. Followed closely by Mana, his apprentice.
"Pharaoh Atemu, your presence is required to over see the new building of the pyramid," Mahad said, nodding to the flustered Sensei Elaina. She gathered up her long tunic and stalked out of the room, commanding them to study for tomorrows test. Mahad rolled his eyes. "She can be a little stiff sometimes, can't she..." Atemu laughed and led the way to the new building site.
"The new slaves are out now, clearing away the rocks so that they can begin digging," Mana said, "And its really sad because some of your slave guards are very cruel. Can you tell them to be nicer?" Mana has a tender heart and therefore doesn't like it when anyone gets hurt.
"I'll mention it to them to be a bit more lenient," Atemu said, finally reaching the courtyard. Next to the courtyard was where the planned Pyramid would go. Slaves were carrying things everywhere and looked really tired. Suddenly, a small boy fell and cried out in pain. A guard ran up and cracked a whip close to his face. The boy flinched away and then flinched in pain again.
"Get up, runt! And keep working!" the guard yelled, flicking the whip again. The small boy, which looked eerily similar to Atemu himself, attempted to stand. But in seconds, he was back on the ground, breathing heavily from the straining. The guard frowned and cracked the whip across the boys bare back. The boy cried out in pain and shock as the guard continued whipping him harshly.
"Hey! Stop that at once!" Atemu called loudly, rushing at the guard and standing in front of the boy protectively. "I command you to stop! This boy is injured and can not work, so why do further his injuries?" The Pharaoh was mad, and everyone could tell. The guard sheepishly looked away as Atemu picked up the small, unconscious child. The boys blood began to soak his tunic, but he didn't care. All that mattered was helping the small boy in his arms.
"Mahad! Call the twins to draw a bath and Mana, find the healing herbs from the medicine woman!" Atemu called, rushing inside with the boy. Both of his royal magicians ruched off to do as they had been commanded, but Atemu focused on the boy. He rushed to his room to find the twins already drawing a bath.
"Pharaoh! Who is that boy? Priest Mahad told us you needed a bath," Amber, the female twin said, gasping at the bleeding sight. She instinctively rushed to the boy and took him from Atemu's protective arms. Max, her brother, got a few bath salts and mixed them together in the bath.
"Don't worry, Pharaoh! He'll be as good as new soon enough," Max promised, gently wiping the dried blood off of the boy's wounds. The boy stirred and gasped in pain, but remained unconscious. Atemu was stunned at how the boy was treated. Are they all treated like that?
"Pharaoh," Amber said, wiping her light brown hair from her jade green eyes, "You look pale. Please go and rest. I can draw a bath for you when we finished tending to this boy. Who is he?" Atemu didn't answer. If he did, he might of started crying, and a ruler must always be strong. Instead, he walked to his bed and lied down.
"He'll be ok," Amber promised, laying a damp cloth on Atemu's head, "We'll take care of him." With that, she rushed off to help the nameless boy.
Me: Cliffhanger!
Max: Thats not a cliffhanger...!
Me: Shhh...they don't know that...!
Amber: Hello world! I have been introduced! ^^
Me: Yep. Twins, because one MayJ isn't enough. I just had to make two...exactly identical. I'm so stupid!
MayJ Twins: She admits it! XD
Elaina: Shut up you two and let poor BKI2173 work on her next chapter! Review please!