Okay, normally I write YGO fics mainly on the Duel Monsters but I couldn't just this idea out of my head.
By the way, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the material I'm using in this fic.
The Prince of Egypt
Setting the Stage
The evening rain poured down heavily on the desert lands of Egypt. All the people ran and hid within their huts or apartments to seek shelter from the sky god's heavenly water.
The country was devastated not of the change in weather, butofthe rebellion against the pharaoh committed by his own priests. The people from Kerma of the Upper Kingdom, to Djedu Abusir of the Lower Kingdom waited fearfully for the outcome from the capital Men-nefer.
Alone in the open rain, a single heavily robbed man wondered through the flooded roads of Toshka. A small bundle in his arms stirred and moaned under the course fabric. "Hush now, we're almost there."
The man walked for miles until he collapsed on the side of a small crude hut. He shifted the bundle within his robes so none of the falling water would soak through to the contents.
"Have there been any news of the rebellion?" he heard an old man ask inside the hut.
"No Solomon, just this letter telling your son's death while protecting the king." answered another elder.
The drifter raised himself up to see through the crooked window. A short rounded old man sat atthe table with a taller man standing next to him holding the first's shoulders to comfort him. On the other side a young boy with strange blond hair sniffed and whipped away his tears.
The wonderer looked down at the bundle and sighed, "This will have to do." So he crept toward the front door and removed his cargo from his garments. Wrapped in soft linen a tiny infant cried softly as he stretched his small arms.
"Shh. This is where I must leave you now. You might never see me again, but at least you'll be safe." The babe clutched onto the drifter's left index finger and held on tightly with all his might. The man leaned down over the baby till there was only an inch or so from between their faces,
"Hush now my baby,
be still love don't cry,
sleep like you're rocked by the stream,
sleep and remember my lullaby,
andI'll be with you when you dream."
The infant calmed a little and released his guardian's finger. The man softly kissed the child on the head and knocked on the door. Quickly he fled to the surrounding trees before anyone would notice.
The shorter grey-haired man opened the door while whipping away a tear, "Hello. Is anyone there?" he looked down to see the little baby boy starring up at him with his large violet eyes. "What are you doing out in the rain little guy?" he asked as he lifted the infant up in his arms. The child laughed cheerfully as the old man looked around, "But who could have left him here?"
"Solomon? What's out there?" called Solomon's friend from within the hut. He walked back inside and shut the door, "The answer to my prayers Arthur." he answered.
"You prayed for rags?" the taller man asked starring at the bundle in his friend's arms. The young boy stormed up to the others to see what they were talking about.
Solomon: "No. I prayed for a grandson."
Arthur: "How can that be? Your unmarried son is dead."
Solomon: "And he has asked the sky goddess to bring me this child with the evening rain."
The boy glanced over to see the purple-eyed infant, "Cute, but funny looking. So what are you going to call him gramps?"
Solomon gazed down at his new grandson who soon fell asleep in his gentile arms, "I'll call him Yugi. Since that was his late grandmother's first choice for our son." He then placed the babe in and old crib that he kept near the fireplace and ducked him in, "Sleep well little Yugi."
Meanwhile in Men-nefer
The rebellious priests and viziers had rounded up all the pharaoh's servants and Duel Monsters. The humans tried not to cry in fear while the monsters scowled at their human captors.
"Are they all here?" asked the high priest, a middle aged man wearing the crown of the pharaoh.
"All except for the king's right hand your highness." answered a large body guard. Just as he answered two more soldiers stormed in and threw another prisoner in lavender robes and armor at the priest's feet. The captive glared up at him with a hateful look in his eyes.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the mighty Dark Magician. It's a shame you couldn't defend your king as well as you could have." The priest then gazed up at his men and raised his arms, "My people, this shall be a new time for all of us. Now that the king, queen and new born son are dead I shall assume my rightful place as Pharaoh! Soon all the magic of the Shadow Realm shall be mine!"
The soldiers shouted and cheered. The guards dragged the Dark Magician and chained him up with the other monsters. Celtic Guardian turned toward and mouthed, "Where is the prince?"
The mage just whispered, "Far away."
The earth warrior gazed up to the window faceing south, up the nile river,
"Young prince you're safe now,
and safe may you stay,
for i have a prayer just for you,
grow baby pharaoh, come back someday,
come and deliver us too."
Sneak Peek of next chapter.
"You know my father?"
"Yes…"
"I was sent here to kill the child!"
"What do they want with my grandson?!"
"The same reasons I do, only dead…"
"If you want to save your father you must come with me."
Ok this must be my shortest first chapter yet. Probably crappy huh? Well, it'll get more interesting later. Hopefully. Read and Review