HxC: Yo! Yes you are not mistaken! It is I! Here to bring you a new story and lots of interruptions… just kidding!...about the interruptions part not the story… well you know what I mean and right now I am goofy. SxC would you be so kind as to do the disclaimer

SxC: *sigh* she doesn't own Yu-gi-oh! If she did, the pigs would've grown wings by now

HxC: And just to warn you now of a couple things: one, if my grammar is off all you have to do is politely point it out not blast my brains out for those who love to flame.

Two, I am going to use most of the American names for the plot of my story so if you absolutely hate them then you don't have to read if you don't want to, but if you think you can stomach then read on

And three, it's gonna be yaoi so same as stated above: don't like it, don't read and if you can stand it read on but it's not going to be to the extreme just cuddles and kisses and stuff like that.

Sorry for filling most of the page with this stuff but I am being extremely cautious because of a past experience with a flamer so you saw the warnings and the disclaimer so no-one can sue me If they don't like it. Well here's the story ta-ta!


Faded Past

Prologue:

? POV:

'Where am I' I thought faintly. I was sitting on the ground outside of a small, broken-down, wooden, house. It was snowing and it was very cold. Across from me, a man was lying on his side facing me. I did not have to check to know that he was dead. I felt very hungry and very thirsty. My body was numb from the cold and it was difficult to move.

My thoughts were becoming faded and sluggish. My vision became blurry but I did not mind. It did not take rocket science to know what death felt like. A chill went through my soul and knew that death had come to take it. A thought that was not my own stated,

'It was not a very interesting or fulfilling life I did not even have a name and all my life I sat here hoping for mercy to grant me death to escape this hell-hole.' When my vision finally faded to black, I heard a female voice say,

"How sad." I faintly heard a rustle of clothing and sensed that the mysterious woman was kneeling in front of me. She then stated,

"How sad it is to see a child lose their life and not have a name in which to enter the afterlife with." By now her voice was a whisper. My breathing had slowed to small labored pants. My heart was slowing to a stop. I did not hear what she said next, but I did faintly feel her move my head and felt warmth on my face.

Then I felt something warm trickle down my throat and faintly tasted something coppery just as my heart stopped.


HxC: well there you go and don't worry 'tis only the prologue and if you just skipped my previous ramblings, I just ask that you go back and skim them because they are very, very important for they are warnings of what's to come. Ja-ne!