Prologue

6 years ago

Cairo, Egypt

Shopping day was here and as usual my big brother took me along with him.

"Brother why do I always need to come with you to go shopping? It is not like you ever let me buy anything anyway."

Astenuu looked down at me as we walked to the outskirts of the city, towards the market place.

"Ahura you know that I bring you here because I care about you and don't want anything to happen while I'm gone."

I sighed "Brother it is Egypt, nothing ever happens in Egypt."

"Yea, well I don't want to take that chance." Astenuu said, I huffed. Nothing was going to happen to me. Ever since Mom and Dad died, Astenuu hasn't taken his eyes off of me. It stinks.

A few moments later, my brother and I arrived at the market. To say I was bored was an understatement. I'm a kid, I didn't need to be at these markets. I looked up at my brother, who was busy trying to haggle with one of the fish vendors. Taking a quick step to the left away from him, I noticed he didn't see me, so I took this opportunity to sneak off. As I walked down the busy isle of vendors and people who towered over my tiny body, I saw something particular that I had never seen here before. Another kid! I saw the boy pick up what looked to be a stray magazine on the ground, and I took this opportunity to walk up to him, I never was a shy person, which my brother thought would get me in trouble one day.

"Hi!" I said standing in front of the kid, who I now noticed looked like he was a poor boy, consedering the way he dressed.

The boy looked up from the magazine page which his eye had been intently locked on "Uh...hello." He said slight confusion on his face, but I could see wonder as well.

I laughed. "You know I don't think I have ever seen another kid here in the market place."

"Uh, me either, I...I don't get out much." He said, before I heard one of the nearby vendors turn up his T.V. The boys ' eyes widen as he looks toward said vendor's television. "Whoa, what is that thing?" He said. Before I had a chance to answer his strange question, he ran over to the vendors stall. I followed the young Egyptian.

"Hey! You know it is rude to walk away from someone in the middle of a conversation, even if they did just meet."

"But look." He said pointing to the T.V. "The man inside that glass box has one of these machines." He said pointing at the magazine in his hand. I looked at the television then at the magazine.

"You mean the motorcycle?" I asked him.

The boy turned to me wide eyed and grabbed my shoulders. "You mean you know what that is!?" He asked shocked.

I just met this kid and he apparently he had no idea what modern technology was.

"Hey kid have you never seen a T.V. before?" The vendor asked the violet-eyed boy. I turned to the vendor and then back to the boy.

"Come on, let's go someplace less crowded." I said grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the end of the market place where less people occupied. As I walked I let go of the boy's arm, sure that he would continue to follow me.

"So have you really never seen a T.V. before?" I asked him, breaking the silence.

The sandy haired boy looked at me and shook his head. "If that's what the glass box was, then no, I haven't."

I was shocked. "Wow really? What rock have you been living under to now know what a T.V. is?" I asked,laughing slightly.

The boy froze for a moment and stopped walking. "Actually I live un-"

I cut him off. "It wasn't a real question."

"Oh," He said looking down starting to walk again. I followed, since I'd stopped when he had

"So, rock-living boy, I never got your name." I said, trying to make him feel better. He seemed a little down after my last comment.

"My name?" He asked, his head perking up. "I'm Marik Ishtar!"

I smiled. "Wow, you seem so happy to tell me. Anyway I am Ahura Issa."

"Ahura." He said pausing. "That's an awesome name, I'll never forget it. My family doesn't get out much so I don't get a chance to tell others my name often."

"I see." My eyes then caught the magazine that Marik was still holding. "Oh and by the way Marik." I started pointing to the magazine. His eyes followed my finger. "That picture there is of a motorcycle. It's kind of like a car. You use it to get to places faster then on foot. My brother has one."

"What!?" Marik practically yelled. "That's so cool Ahura, you are like the best person ever."

I laughed and shook my head. "Yea, I doubt that. I'm sure you have cooler friends than me."

Marik looked at me with a sad look in his eye. "I don't have friends." I then heard something change in the tone of his voice. "Wait, you just said you were my friend, didn't you?"

"Uh yea, I guess." I said, scratching the back of my head.

"That makes you my best friend Ahura!" He called before giving me a hug.

I blushed, I had never been hugged by a boy before. Well except maybe my brother.

"Alright, alright, yea, I am your friend, now get off. Boys don't hug girls unless they like them." I said, nudging the Egyptian off of me.

"But Ahura." He started, "I do like you."

I blushed again. Did this boy really not know anything? Maybe he did live under a rock...

"Marik. I like you too, I jus-" I was cut off by a loud noise coming from behind Marik and me.

"AHURA!" The voice yelled. It kinda sounded like my brother, and I was right, Just then my brother came running up to us with bags of various items in his hands.

"Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you!" He said, out of breath and clearly worried.

"Brother," I started, turning and looking up at him. "It was only for 10 minutes, and anyway I'm fine."

"Maybe so Sister, but please don't worry me like that. You are the only family I have left and I don't want to lose you."

I nodded and looked down. I didn't know he worried about me that much. "I'm sorry Brother, I didn't realize how much I worried you. But Mother and Father are gone from sickness... not from disappearing at the market place." I said quietly.

My brother sighed. "I get that Ahura, but that is not what-" He stopped. "Nevermind, just please Sister, don't run off again. At least tell your big brother. He wants to look out for you and it's a very big desert."

I nodded again and smiled. "Alright, I'll tell you before I run off to the desert."

"That is not what I meant." He said, sighing again.

I don't understand then... Am I missing something? I wondered before looking to my side to see Marik still standing there, though now he was looking up at my brother.

"Oh Brother, meet my new friend Marik Ishtar! Can you believe he has never seen a TV before?" I said grabbing onto Mariks arm,as brother looked down.

"Hello there, Marik." He said

"You're Ahura's brother? That means you have a motorcycle! She told me you did!" He shouted holding up the picture from the magazine. Was that all he had been thinking about this whole time?

My brother laughed. "Uh yea, I do, it's at our hou-" He was cut off by another yell .

"Marik!" We all turned to see a girl who looked to be a few years older then Marik and myself.

"Ishizu, Sister."Marik said as the girl got closer.

"Marik, what are you doing out here? I told you not to run and to stay close, but you didn't listen." Ishizu said.

"I have the same problem." I heard my brother say. Ishizu looked at him then at me, she seemed to be thinking hard about something.

"Sorry Sister, I was just so excited I forgot." Marik said. "Oh, but look, I met Ahura, she is my best friend and her brother he has a motorcycle like on this book and there are these glass boxes called T.V.'s, its so cool Sister, I had so much fun!" He rambled walking over to his sister to show her the picture on his magazine. Her eyes widened slightly before she grabbed his hand.

"Come on now Marik, it is time to leave and go home." She told him and started to walk.

"What?" Marik gasped in disbelief "But Sister, you said an hour...It has yet to be an hour."

What Did Marik only have an hour for shopping?

"I know Brother, but we have to, we have been here long enough." She said pulling the young boy.

He sighed in defeat. "Well goodbye Ahura! You will always be my best friend, alright?" He told me.

I wasn't sure how to respond to his sudden comment. "Uh...yea." I finally responded before he and his sister disappeared back into the crowd of people. I didn't quite understand what was going one... One second Marik was here, and the next he was gone just like that. It kinda...sucked.

"Ahura we should be going as well, before this food goes bad in the heat." My brother said, turning to walk toward our hom. I nodded, taking one last look at where I had just seen Marik Ishtar a few moments ago. He was different than the kids at my school... I liked different.

I smiled before running to catch up to my brother and begging him to carry me home on his back. He agreed and I rested my head on top of his.

Maybe things sometimes do happen in Egypt.

Hey guys so this is le prologue to my story which is a companion story with Haylie Jenee,hers takes place in a different OC point of view and our stories will start to make since once she finishes season one!

here is the link to her prolouge go read it! it is so amazing! s/8500296/1/A-Missing-Link-version-1

Please review,I would love to know what all of you think of the story,it also helps me know how many people actually read it :-) -Zelos888