HELLO READERS!

Wow, that may have been a tad bit overenthusiastic on my part, but hi! I hope you enjoy reading the chapter that I put my heart and *sniff* soul into.

Disclaimer: I OWN YU GI OH AND ATEM AND A MILLENIUM PUZZLE (*Egyptian gods come and glare menacingly down at me, threatening to blast me with their powers.)

Me: Fine. Yu-gi Oh and it's associated characters are not my property, however any and all OC's are mine. Micah is mine, her father is mine and her mother is mine. ALTHOUGH I do wish that Atem was mine (*Cheesy wink at Atem who looks slightly shocked*) but this is unfortunately not the case. Enjoy!

In the year 3016, King Aristotle of Greece, waited anxiously for the birth of his first child. It had been a hard labour for his wife, Queen Alethea, lasting for more then half of the day. As a man, he was not permitted to go in to the birthing room and his anxiety increased as he watched the midwife's assistants race in and out of the room.

Occasionally he could hear his queen's screams of agony. He tensed waiting for some news.

Inside the birthing room, the midwife stood up, her arms slick with the queen's blood. "Please your majesty, just give one, more big push. Then it will be all over." She could see the baby's head and feared that the queen lacked the strength to push. The queen raised her head, her glassy eyes fixed on the midwife. She gave an almighty scream….

… And the firstborn child of the King and Queen of Greece was born. But at a great cost.

An infant's wails made the King's ears perk up. He stood as the midwife came out carrying the screaming infant in her arms.

"Alethea?" He asked softly, not wanting to hear the answer.

The midwife looked at him sadly. "The bleeding won't stop your majesty. She hasn't got long to live." She handed him the bundle and he stepped into the birthing room.
His wife, dishevelled and pain-wracked looked at him and smiled. He smiled down at her and kissed her cheek. "You've done well my love."

His wife looked at him sadly. "I have failed you, for it is a girl. My only regret is that I couldn't give you an heir."

Her husband looked at the child and smiled for the beauty that she would inherit from her mother was evident even this early on. The child, as if realising she was being scrutinised, opened her eyes, causing the king to gasp.

They were navy blue, with golden flecks scattered within. A rarity in the kingdom of Greece.

The king looked at his wife. "What should we call her?" He asked.

"How about Micah? " His wife said smiling sadly at the child before her whom she would never watch grow older, whom she would never hear talk. "For the golden flecks in her eyes."

"Micah. That is a nice name." He glanced at the child and smiled. She seemed to be smiling also. " Ithink she likes it," he said as he looked at his wife. His face fell. She was struggling to stay conscious, but her breathing became weaker and weaker. She looked up at him, her eyes glazing over. "I love you." She said.

And passed away to the afterlife.

The king could feel the tears flowing down his cheeks and was startled when his infant daughter reached up to touch his cheek. He wiped the tears away and walked with his daughter to the balcony, where his people were waiting. He raised his child to the heavens and listened to the crowd cheer for his daughter.

"I present the new princess to her people. Princess Micah."

And the baby snuggled into her father's arms as the crowd cheered louder then they ever had before.

"Prince! Where on earth has that boy gotten to?" An elderly man asked himself as he searched the cargo hold of the ship that they were on. A giggle from within a vase had the man's ears pricked as he crept towards the vase. "I wonder where the Prince could be?" He said, leaning casually on the vase.

The little boy couldn't contain it any longer. "Boo!" He cried as he jumped up and 'scared' the old man.

"Wah!" cried the old man as he fell backwards. He lay still with his eyes closed as the young prince hurriedly climbed out of the vase, worried.

"Shimon?" He asked warily. The old man didn't respond. "Shimon!" The boy wailed, his eyes filling with tears. He shook the man. Shimon couldn't keep it in.

"Boo!" He cried and scooped the child up.

"Not funny Shimon." The child sulked and pouted.

"Yes it was. Now come my prince, we are about to sail into port. Your father wants you with him when he goes to meet the Greek king."

"Don't wanna go."

Shimon carried the sulking prince to the deck and handed him to his father. Pharoah Aknamkanon sighed deeply, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his son safe in his arms. "Thank you Shimon." The pharoah said gratefully.

The ship docked and the countless Greek peasants looked curiously at the foreign vessel, and the people that descended from it. The Pharoah had put down his son and was forcing him to walk beside him, ignoring the child's protests. Several of the Millenium guardians walked in front of the royals, their eyes scanning the faces of the peasants.

The entourage of the Egyptian king made its way to the Grecian palace, home of the Greek king aristotle and his newborn daughter Princess Micah.

Inside the ballroom, countless royals from around the globe were paying their respects to the newborn child. Gifts were showered upon her as the nobles laughed, chatted and danced with one another. King Aristotle watched them from his spot on his throne next to the bassinet that contained his precious daughter, his weary and saddened eyes never straying from her. The last group of royals were yet to arrive and present their gifts.

"Introducing, the nobles of Egypt. Pharoah Aknumkanon and his son, the prince."

King Aristotle smiled as he watched the Pharoah usher his son forward. The child looked uncertainly up at Aristotle as he was given a small case by one of the Millenium guardians. Aristotle smiled and nodded at the tri-coloured haired boy as he walked nervously towards the bassinet. The room hushed as all of the nobles watched the nervous child walk forward, his little legs wobbling. He reached the bassinet and looked at Aristotle, his vibrant violet eyes nervously flicking around. The king smiled reassuredly at him and motioned for him to look inside the bassinet. The little boy looked in and his eyes widened. An exuberant smile crossed the child's face and he opened the little case he had carried to present to the young princess a dazzling silver bracelet that had hieroglyphs carved into it and the eye of wjudat that was prevalent among the Egyptian envoy's jewellery. The nobles in the room returned to what they had been doing and Pharoah Aknumkanon approached the Greek king. The two rulers watched silently as the young prince played enthusiastically with the infant princess. Suddenly, the same idea occurred to the two royals and they looked at each other and smiled.

They chatted and soon enough an agreement was made. Princess Micah would spend her summers in Egypt with the prince and when they were old enough they would marry.

Only one person was displeased with this arrangement. Aknadin, the Pharoah's brother seethed inside and vowed that he would do whatever he could to break this betrothal so that his son, Seth may one day rule the kingdom as was his birthright.

The goddess of wisdom and war, Athena smiled down at the newborn child and blessed her, for this child would need reason, wisdom and a heroic heart in order to aid the boy-prince in his destiny.

For that, was her destiny.

Hi!

Hope you've enjoyed the first chapter of my newest story. It came about when I was watching the Swan Princess and I was reading some Yu-Gi-Oh Fanfics at the same time. I've decided to loosely base it on the Swan Princess and use characters from both Atem's past and present in there.

I know that some of the stuff I've written probably wouldn't be in the character's natures but I've only just started rewatching the Millenium world arc so I don't really have a good grasp on the character's natures so they may be slightly ooc...

Um, the greek characters are all mine, though Athena isn't, and the meanings of their names are below.

Alathea= Truth

Aristotle = the best of all

Micah = who is like God

Anyways, please rate and review, and I promise that I'll put the next chapter up as soon as I can.

:D

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