Hi everyone! This is not my first fanfiction but it is the first one that I will be posting on All your reviews will be greatly appreciated and it will help me write if I know someone out there wants to read this. Thank you! And now, on with the fic!

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh is the property Kazuki Takahashi. I own nothing… not even the computer I'm writing this from… so don't sue, I have nothing to take…

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Chapter 1

Bakura shifted under the small blanket, trying to get comfortable. His sister Amane beside him had fallen asleep hours ago but he just couldn't get his body to relax. Today had been just like any other, nothing too exciting for the nine year old. Amane had just turned seven a week ago and their mom had made her a beautiful red dress as a present. How she loved the color red, the same color as her eyes. Both their eyes were crimson and their hair whiter than a lamb's wool. To the people of Kuru Eruna, a village of thieves, it was a sign that they were blessed by Ra himself.

Bakura shifted again to look at his sister and suppressed a laugh. One hand was griping the collar of her dress, which she had refused to change out of for the past week. The other had a thumb securely in her mouth. Bakura smiled and sat up. He slowly removed her thumb, resting the hand on her pillow. He then got up, making sure not to wake her, and pulled the blanket over her so she was completely covered. With one last glance to make sure she was still asleep, Bakura left their tiny hut to get a drink from the well just outside the door.

The night was cool but not uncomfortably so. Kuru Eruna was a tiny village with just over the population of one hundred. It being well known of the inhabitants chosen occupation, the village became outcast to the rest of Kemet. Even so, the village got along fine, what with the grand city of To-She only a few days ride away. And the village was strong, not even the mighty Pharaoh Akhenamkhanen would dare challenge them! No, they were safe in the desert; he couldn't even find the little village. Then why in Ra's name did Bakura feel so uneasy…

He brought up the bucket and took a drink from the well, making sure not to spill any. Water was precious where it hardly rained and the brutal sun evaporated what little did. Without the underground river the well rested over, Kuru Eruna couldn't exist. He let the bucket drop back down into the darkness he had brought it from and listened as he heard it hit the water with a splash. The water hadn't really helped to ease his mind; if anything it had made him even more alert.

Snap. Bakura whirled around at the sound but only silence greeted him. He quickly moved out of the open street and into the shadows between two huts. He stiffened as something grazed his leg. Looking down quickly he saw it was just a cat. Relived, he started to walk out of the shadows but stopped when he heard a horse whinny somewhere off to the north. But that was nothing; the village had horses of its own, except the stables were on the south side of the village. He slowly pulled out a dagger that was tucked inside the waist of his pants and crept out from behind the buildings to look north. He froze. The site that greeted him was fire, a sea of it galloping towards him. As it got closer he could see it clearly: hundreds of horses, each of their riders carrying a lit torch and gleaming sword in their other hand.

His first thought was to warn the rest of the village but his legs wouldn't move. It was too late anyway; they were all ready at the village gates. He ducked back quickly into the shadows as the horses rode by him, setting fire to all the houses they passed. Coughing, the town exited their houses, only to be slaughtered by one of the guards. Bakura watched helplessly as Amane ran from his own hut, only to be met with a sword in her stomach. The guard laughed as he pulled out his sword and Amane collapsed by the well. The rest had moved on but still the guard lingered, giving her a quick kick in the ribs. Amane cried out and Bakura seemed to regain the use of his legs. He rushed the guard and slit his throat with the dagger, killing him instantly. He then kneeled by Amane, cradling her small form.

"B-brother?" came a choked sob from the girl in his arms.

"Shhh… I'm here now, you're going to be alright, 'k? I promise, just stay with me Amane, you have to stay awake!" Bakura smiled at her through his own tears, relieved she was alive.

"But I-I'm soo tired 'Kura, why c-can't I rest?" Amane asked, her eyes slowly closing.

"No! Amane, you have to stay awake!" Bakura shook her but her eyes remained closed. "Amane! Wake up! Amane!" Bakura really started to cry now as he felt her body go limp in his arms.

"We have ninety-nine, kill the rest of the survivors and leave them where they lay!"

Bakura set Amane against the well and took off towards the south end of the village, making sure to keep to the shadows to not be seen. He stared mutely when he saw what was becoming of his fellow towns people. They were being dragged into a giant's pot, along with what looked to be gold. After the guards finished their sick parade, the pot was dumped onto a stone slab. Men chanted a language Bakura didn't understand and the liquid, along with the stone, started to glow. After what seemed like an eternity to Bakura, the chanting stopped and seven glittering items could be seen from the stone.

"Behold!" one of the chanters called, picking up what looked like a ring. "The millennium items have been created! Now all of Kemet will finally know peace!"

All the guards cheered and congratulated each other. It was too much; Bakura ran faster then should have been possible for a human, putting as much distance as he could between himself and the pharaoh's dogs. Yes, he knew it was the pharaoh that had sent him, the uniforms were unmistakable. The dessert was hard on his bare feet but he didn't care. Nor did he stop running until his legs finally gave out and he collapsed. Remembering Amane, he cried. Not only her but for his whole village. And as he lay upon the sand slipping into unconsciousness, he vowed that he would never forget them, nor forgive the pharaoh.

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Kemet, for all of you that are confused, was the name of Egypt back in Pharaonic Times.

That's it for the first chapter! Please r & r and I'll get chapter two up as soon as I can!