Hey this is my first fanfiction(Duh) I'm doing this for fun and I feel like to enjoy the fanfictions I read I should write one too… anyway on with it now right because I know that most people will skip my amazing writing here and skip to my story
Disclaimer I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh if I did I would be much richer and a dude so yeah
At Atem's first foster home his "parent" was a stern looking woman named Martha. Martha was an okay foster mom with barley enough money to support the 5 kids she fostered. Her home was a boring beige color with grey carpet and it only had 3 bedrooms. She had a hard job and talked to Atem bout most of her financial problems so basically, she acted like he was more of a friend than a son. She trusted him with tasks that the other kids hated, but he loved like sharpening the knives.
While it wasn't the ideal home it was the way things were that comforted Atem he remembered little of his parents, but people always seemed to think that he would suddenly fall on his knees and say he loved his parents and missed them, proclaiming that he had remembered them. What BS in Atem's eyes he had never met the people who were his biological parents.
When Atem turned 5 his life changed forever and not for the better. Change came in the form of a middle aged man with salt and pepper hair with sharp grey eyes and was wearing a black suit with a red tie the color of spilled blood he looked so out of place it was almost comical. The man had stopped his van outside the house and had purposefully walked up to the door and knocked. Atem being the closest to the door opened it slowly.
"Is Martha here little one?" he asked.
"Yes sir," he answered quickly.
"Good can you find her for me?" it was not so much as a question as an order.
"Of course Mr," he tried to be polite, but it just wasn't him. Still he ran up to the woman who raised him.
"Martha a man came to the door and asked for you."
"Okay thank you Atem come downstairs with me, okay?"
"Okay I will," she smiled at this and walked down the stairs with him when she saw the man she got so pale her skin looked like spilled milk.
He talked with Martha as soon as he arrived at their house, soon after Martha called out,
"Darling meet Mr. Jefferson," Martha said with a sad look in her eyes, "He is going to ask you some questions." This was the first time Martha called him darling usually it was Atem that she called him and she was acting downright motherly, ahh this must be a social worker he thought quickly.
"I'm happy here," he automatically answered.
"Okay son, but that's not what I wanted to know." stopped to take a breath when Atem cut in again.
"What the hell do you want," Atem asked definitely, yet seemed more amused than angry.
"Well since you asked, I would like to know if you want to take the only chance you will ever get to leave the foster system and come with me?" he said with an unamused arch of one of his eyebrows.
"What?" Atem asked puzzled, wondering why the hell he was even asking most social workers just took kids not bothering when they thought that the kids would praise them for removing them from their friends and dumping them with stranger, fools social workers were.
"Because young one I will help you unlock all of your potential." answered patiently in an almost bored tone of voice.
"Yes," Atem answered decisively and he saw all hope in Martha's eyes shatter, while looked delighted. Atem almost considered asking Martha way she looked so sad and defeated almost, he was just excited to go out into the world how naive he had been.
"Well come on than Atem, let's go," it finally occurred to Atem that he never told his name, and now more than anything in the world he wished that he had said no to .
Hey how did I do review please and I know that I probably made some spelling errors sorry. Peace out reader(s) hope you stick around bye. Sorry if the chapter was too short I'll make them longer but I wanted to leave a cliffhanger.