Pre-Chapter Notes: …warning, this is a Rebecca centric fan fiction. If you in anyway, hate this particular character, please don't waste your time here and move on with your lives. Now, why am I writing a Rebecca centric fan fiction? Oh, it's simple. There are not a lot of Rebecca centric fan fictions out there, and since I have a plot and everything, why not write it?  

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Yu-gi-oh at all.

Prologue

Unseen birds chirped as the morning sun came to view, illuminating the sky with blue orange hues. Trees produced its morning dews as the golden orange droplets dripped from the tip of the leaves. It was a beautiful morning. The sun's golden shadow cast over a large mansion that loomed above all the houses around. Standing proud with its five floors and a huge, lush garden surrounding it, a figure stepped out in the front porch.

That figure was none other than Rebecca Hawkins, at the age of six. Her brilliant jade eyes shifted around eagerly as if trying to take in everything in sight at once. Reaching out to one of the leaves, she placed her tiny finger on the golden dew and tasted it; enjoying the sweet taste the golden substance gave her.

Suddenly a particular cloud caught her eye. With her finger still in her mouth, she watched astounded, as a certain cloud seemed to take shape of an angel. Yes, an angel with its golden halo and white fluffy wings.

"Wow…." She whispered in awe. The proud and unearthly figure stood there in the sky bathe in the sunrise's colors.

It must be an angel, she decided. And I know it is. Rushing into the large mansion through the two heavy wooden doors, her pigtails flounced in the air as she thumped across the hall, up several flights of stairs and into a room. There, stepping out of the balcony, she had a camera in hand.

"Angel." She said, watching as the figure slowly crumbled. Extending the lens for a clearer shot, Rebecca Hawkins peered into the lens and looked for a good view to take the picture from. Finally deciding that it was perfectly fine and the angel was still visible, she pressed the button and a flash went off. When she took the camera from her face, the angel was gone. What were left were everyday moving white clouds.

Scrambling downstairs, the young innocent Rebecca cried to her grandfather, Professor Arthur Hawkins. "Grandpa! I got a shot of an angel in the sky!" Laughing, she ran down the last set of stairs and bounded into the living room where her grandfather awaited the happy, carefree, innocent girl.

"Did you really, Rebecca?" He asked kindly, ruffling her hair.

"Yup!" Rebecca smiled, handing the camera to her grandfather.

"You sure it's an angel?" Her grandfather asked her.

"Yeah. That's an angel. All angels have wings. An angel without one isn't an angel. Remember, I'm a genius grandpa!" Rebecca said.

"Oh, then what are demons?" Arthur Hawkins asked his grandchild.

"Monsters." Rebecca answered promptly. "Creatures with leathery wings and blood red eyes. They are the opposite of angels. Angels are happy and good, while they are evil and full of anger."

"Ah, so you're a little demon." Arthur Hawkins said teasingly.

"No I'm not." Rebecca said, making a pouting face. She shook her head from side to side to prove her point, her hair brushing against her face each time she did so.

"Perhaps you're an angel?" The elderly man asked.

Rebecca scrambled on her grandfather's lap and whispered. "No. I'm neither. Because in the end, I'm human."

End Notes: I hoped you enjoyed the prologue. Feedbacks will be appreciated.