This story was co-written by me, but I'm going over it and revamping it so I decided to post it. I don't own Yu-gi-oh though Nakira is mine nn.
Ra barely had set through the Egyptian sands when the slaves were forced to a cell. Where you may ask? The palace of course it was the time of the year that the palace looked for new younger slaves to do their biddings. Rumors had it that the pharaoh was cruel and did nothing but beat and punish he slaves for any indecencies at all. This may have been true two years prior but there was a new king, Atem was his name. But I am getting ahead of myself. Years before, 8 I'm sure...
Little 6 year old Jono sat by the river bank at the Nile staring silently at the patterns the water made when he poked the peaceful river. Jono was secretly afraid of water, not so that he wouldn't touch it or bath or go swimming. Just enough to respect it, to know it lays there calm and serene but at the drop of a coin can destroy whole towns. Speaking of floods...There had previously been one in his old village leaving him stranded and alone.
Letting out a sigh the boy fiddle with the sand beneath his hands. Feeling something hard he picked it up. It's a circlet made of metal? It was too hard to tell from the sande that covered it so thee boy rinsed it in water earning a steamy hiss on contact. Giving a closer look the boy realized it was a band medallion. It was black save the red engravings and designs. Not paying much attention and realizing he just liked it he pulled it on over his foot and onto his ankle. Fishing his deck from his secret pocket he starts to finger through it. It was dark so he couldn't see that well. Suddenly a bright light lit everything up. Jou silently thanked Ra and every other god up there for the light right before his was knocked out and dragged away.
'Where am I? Why does my head hurt?' The boy thought as he searched around, but that did no use since he was in pure darkness. "H-Hello? I-is anyone here?" He called through the dark.
"Hello. I'm the only other here." A voice broke the silence.
"W-Where are we?" Kaitsu asked.
"A place...?" the other boy offered.
"Not helpful."
"Well I don't know I was pulled from my sister..."
"My family died." Kaitsu stated neither blinking nor crying.
"Aren't you sad?" Kaitsu could feel the boy sit beside him.
"There was no time to ever be sad..." The two boy's silent tears drifted down his face.
"...I know..." The other joined Kaitsu in his crying.
The new boy felt bad. All these negative emotions that filtered off the other to bring a wave of depression and angst that should never be felt by an innocent 6 year old.
The two sat on the dirt floor, crying an sharing their past with each other. Finally the sobs stopped and the comforting words and slight hiccups were left.
"My name" a hiccup "is Malik..." a sniff "what's yours?"
"I'm Kaitsu Jono." Jono said shakily.
"alight, nice to meet you Kai"
"and you...Malik."
"Friends?"
"Best."