Okay, I was supposed to be writing a different story for my first YGO fanfiction, but I'm having some writer's block with it. SO, I'll write this instead. An idea I've been jumbling around for a while. So, hopefully, you'll enjoy it. I'm kind self consious about my writing... so I'm not sure if this is very good or not. xP
Warnings: Shonen ai/yaoi, possible minor shoujo ai, violence, gore, AU, and… some OCs. –collective gasps- Don't worry, the OCs won't be the main focus, just to help the plot out a bit.
Pairings: Main; Yuugi x Atem – Others; OC relationships and possible tendershipping.
Summary: Yami is an other worldly prince who's past has been long fogotten. Yuugi is a normal teenaged boy just trying to get through his third year of high school alive. Their fates become entwined due to an ancient dragon seeking her revenge against the Elemental Guardians, a group of people wielding the powers of Earth, Water, Fire, Air, Light, and Shadows.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. This was made for fun and not profit. All unrecognizable characters are property of me. KTHNX.
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Nefret… her name just seemed to roll of the man's tongue with the same grace she had possessed. Her swan like qualities, the delicately sun kissed skin, and flowing, golden-silver hair that extended past her calves.And her eyes, oh, those eyes she had… an entrancing bright ruby, lined with white that seemed to sparkle like liquid diamonds in the right light.
She HAD all these qualities, and if only she had just returned his feelings, she'd still have them… and her life.
"The rank as Guardian of the Shadows I possess is the one you love," she replied, damn defiant woman.
She had opened her mouth to add something to her last sentence, but all that came up was a blood curdling scream. The cloaked man had plunged the sword hanging from his hip into her stomach and then brusquely pulled it out.
Nefret dropped to her knees, her hands over the wound in her stomach in a vain attempt to stop or slow the bleeding, "Damn woman," he hissed, "Know you're place, you should feel honored I came for you. Filthy wench." and with a twirl of his purple cloak, the man left thinking there were no witnesses to the crime he had committed.
What he hadn't suspected was that the rebellious girl had a younger brother. Although he was only five at the time, he possessed potential great beauty. His choice of hair style was rather wild, spiky and black, lined with a maroon color and lightning bolts of gold shooting up. Blond bangs framed his tanned face, bring out the deep crimson in the boy's eyes.
Once the boy saw that the king had left, he ran to his sister, tears in his eyes, "Nefret!" he shouted, kneeling at her side.
"Little brother…" she whispered, "I'm sorry…" a bit of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the dirt floor where a good amount of blood had already pooled. She leaned against a wall to ease the pain of sitting up a bit.
"… Are you going to leave me like Mama and Papa left us?" he whimpered, unable to stop a few tears from leaking out of his eyes.
A sad twinkle appeared in the elder's eyes, "No… I won't leave you… I'm just going to be invisible, okay… I'll be right next to you…"
"I don't want you to be invisible!" the boy protested tearfully.
Nefret found the strength to move an arm, and placed her hand on the younger boy's head, "I won't be invisible forever… you'll see me again. Now… I'm going to give you something very special that Mama gave me…"
The boy looked up at his sister, wiping a couple tears from his eyes, "Wh-what is it…?" he asked sheepishly.
"It's the power to control the shadows…" she replied, her voice growing weak, "I only want you to use them for good…"
"But…aren't shadows a kind of dark, and isn't the dark, like… bad?" the younger inquired.
Nefret gave a sickly giggle, "Not always, silly…the shade isn't evil, is it? … Now, do you promise to take good care of them for me… until we see each other again?"
He nodded glumly, wiping a couple more tears from his eyes on the back of his sleeve, "Okay… I promise…"
Nefret smiled and chanted a short spell in a foreign, flowing language. Tendrils of darkness rose from the floor and circled around the young child, making him fidget fearfully, but it hadn't lasted long. The tendrils had snuck their way into his back, creating what looked to be a script. He tried to read it by looking in the mirror behind him, but the words and letters were entirely foreign to him.
"It's Theban…" Nefret coughed, "The writing of the divine… you are now the Guardian of the Shadows." She leaned her head against the wall and stared at the ceiling, "You must use your powers to protect this world and the other world from the wrath of the Rainbow Serpent … if it ever frees itself from its cage of ice…" she wheezed and gave a few more hard coughs, sending more droplets of blood to the ground.
"Nefret!" he gasped, grabbing her thin hand in both of his own.
"It's time… for me to go now…" she whispered, "Goodbye, little brother… take care…" her eyes slowly shut, a single tear leaking out of the corner of one.
"No… don't go…" he begged, holding the corpses hand to his chest, "I'm scared to be alone… don't leave me…" he sobbed in vain before curling up into a ball next to the lifeless body in hopes this was all just a bad nightmare.
He had woken up the next morning to the sickly sweet scent of death coming off his sister's body. In fear and repulsion, he left the house into the vast kingdom, seeking shelter anywhere. He wandered along the cobblestone path, both his tiny hands clutched the front of his shirt.
That is when the king, out for a stroll on his horse, found the young child. The young boy was stricken with a sudden fear but found there was nowhere to run. He stood stalk-still, and the king approached him, "Why, hello there, young one." he greeted warmly.
He received no reply, just a frightened whimper.
The king chuckled and dismounted the horse, keeling down to the young boy's height, "What's a handsome young man like you doing away from your home without your parents?"
"D-don't have any…" was the scared response. He backed up a bit, almost to the verge of tears with fear.
"No parents?" the king repeated, shocked that someone who had potential to become so attractive in later years was lacking in the parental department, "Then how about this, young one..."
The child nodded, showing he was listening, eyes filled with meek curiosity.
"My wife and I are unable to bear children, so we don't have an heir," he began, "How would you like to come back with me to my castle and become the prince?" the king offered with a warm smile
The younger stared blankly at him, then slapped his upper arm as if to kill a bug, though he was actually checking to see if he was awake or not. He nodded slowly, calmly, almost as if he were in a trance. The king laughed heartily, and picked up the boy, who's body tensed in his grasp.
He placed him on his horse then climbed on as well, "What is your name, young one?" he asked, kicking the horse lightly to make it move.
The boy thought hard, trying to recall the advice his sister had given him when talking to someone unfamiliar.
The first rule was: don't talk to strangers… oops. He already broke that rule.
The next one was: never give out your real name. That would work…
"Uhm… its Yami…" he replied shyly.
Fifteen years ago, that was how it had begun. Since he was only five at the time when this all happened, he soon forgot everything that had occurred before his time at the castle; his sister, his inherited shadow powers, and even his real name
For all he knew, he'd been the prince his entire life, and the king and late queen were his real parents. Though, he often wondered where the faded purple markings came from, and after some time, he labeled it off as some sort of large, freakish birthmark.
He was twenty now, which meant he needed to find a wife, joy. His father had the brilliant plan of bringing in women from wealthy families, each from different provinces of the kingdom, each more snooty and ugly then the last.
Though Prince Yami was fairly sick of these women, he was forced to feign interest in their boring topics such as their hair, their wealth, and what idiotic things their maids had done the past weeks.
"Ra help me…" he muttered under his breath, today's bachelorette was an especially annoying one.
"Excuse me, Your Highness?" she asked, placing a delicate hand over where her heart should be.
"Oh, uh," Yami stuttered, "I said, uh, 'Please excuse me.'" Yami replied, standing and quickly walking off.
As luck would have it, he ran into his father as he was trying to escape the vicinity, "So, how is she?" he inquired, a wry smile gracing his wrinkled features.
"Father, she's the most annoying one yet." He replied, irritation dripping off his every word.
"Oh," his father sighed, "Why don't you just pick one? They don't have to be perfect." The king frowned.
"I'm not asking for perfection, I just want to find someone I can be with for more than a week without strangling." Was the hasty reply.
The king opened his mouth to say something when a servant ran in and fell to his knees, "Y-your Highness!" he wheezed.
"What is it?" the king asked harshly; he didn't enjoy being interrupted.
"A-A flying serpent is attacking the kingdom!" the man yelped, cowering at the king's feet like a dog.
"A… flying serpent…?" Yami repeated, something important tugging at the back of his mind saying he should be familiar with this. He quickly raced to the window, and his eyes widened at the sight. A giant, incandescent snake creature that shone every color of the rainbow was flying in the sky, yet, it had no wings.
Hail was raining down on the streets, and it seemed it had been coming from the creature's mouth.
"The Rainbow Serpent!?" the king exclaimed upon joining his son at the window, "It was supposed to be trapped in ice!"
"What…?" Yami asked, confused about the entire ordeal.
"The Rainbow Serpent is an ancient dragon the used to control the weather. That dragon though, she's very greedy and vain. We ran out of incandescent pearls and shells to give her, so she caused terrible weather. So, the ancient found an elite group of people to control the elements in her place, and sealed the serpent away in ice." The king explained quickly.
Again, the strange nostalgic feeling washed over Yami. He quickly dashed away to the nearest exit, grabbing a sword that had been propped up against a wall as he did so.
"Yami!" the king called, reaching out his hand in a vain attempt to stop his son.
The prince raced outside the castle's walls to see the dragon's serpentine black eyes staring directly at him. He gulped as the creature gave a loud hiss, and lunged at him.
He held his sword in a defensive position, thought he knew it was no use.
"Oh, crap!" he heard a feminine voice yell before everything went white.
To be continued…
Wow, this chapter was longer than I expected… uhm, yeah. Yuugi's coming in the next chapter which should be up in a little while today, probably. Also, the Rainbow Serpent, for those who don't know, is supposed to be an actual dragon. They like pearls and shells because they remind them of themselves. OH, P.S. I need a beta. Anyone interested, send me a message.