DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS, ONLY MY OC.

Chapter One

"ROSABELLA, GET BACK HERE!"

Okay first of all in my defence: I was minding my own business...yeah that sounded a lot better in my head and not like total bullshit.

Well to start off, I'm Rosabella as you probably already know from Sister Mary screaming out. What's happening right now is the result of my handy work AKA shove said Sister into the lake while her back was turned. What? I know it's childish but come on! It's what she gets for doubling my chores.

So yeah now Mary looks like one Hell of a pissed off drenched rat, and shit! she's coming right this way!

I quickly make my way towards the old orphanage with the she-devil at my heels.

"Rosabella! Stay pu-"

"Yeah not gonna happen!"

Granted I'm sixteen and should be able to hold my ground against an adult by now but stand up to Sister Mary? That's just a BIG NOPE right there, and you're probably thinking: she can't be that bad. Well that's what most people think about say...spiders! They can be harmless enough but you still stay the Hell away from them and this black widow right here is gonna bite my head off, chew it up and then spit it out if she catches me. Key word here
IF.

As soon as I reach the old building I immediately begin scaling the drain pipe leading up to the roof all the while the banshee screaming louder than ever.

"ROSA, GET DOWN FROM THERE THIS INSTANT!"

"Come and get me if you're so desperate for me to come down!"

Yay parkour for the win! I walk along the roof of the main building, minding my step of the old tiles. I reach one of the old towers and begin to climb up, where my little hang out spot would be. Since the tower is REALLY old the top part was blacked off for 'safety' reasons meaning the only way to get in was to climb. As I make my way up to the small window I can hear Sister Mary call out to the other nuns all the while promising me a punishment I'll never forget, and I don't doubt that.

I quickly scramble inside my little hideout which isn't really much to look at. The whole place looked like it was falling apart but it's my home away from...well I can't consider this place a home really. Old duvet covers and blankets piled up in one corner where I usually lounge around, beside it we're a few books that I'd read every now and again, along with my sketch pad and violin. The old stone walls had moss growing in some places with a few beasties here and there, on said walls were a few of my paintings that I hung up to make it seem somewhat colourful (despite the fact it turned out to be a piss poor job).

Okay so enough about my depressing surroundings and let's focus on the one thing everybody's obviously interested in: me. Hehe just kidding I'm not interesting, just your simple little orphan who's going to get tossed out into the big bad world as soon as I turn eighteen.

For starters my names Rosabella Fiore, I'm sixteen and I've been stuck in this Hell hole for eleven years. Why am I here you ask? Not. Telling. Yet.

What else...I'm an artist for one and I play the violin, incase for those who obviously have the memory of a damn goldfish and forgot after reading my 5 star review of my humble abode. Cue sarcasm.

I've never had a boyfriend (don't want one either, because why?) and I only have one friend in this entire shit stain of a building; Gilda. Because anyone who can put up with my witty humour and my personality in general are automatically friends. Yay for friendship!

I pick up a book and plop myself on the massive duvet pile, getting comfy. As I read I can hear thunder coming on along with rain, great another storm. Looks like I'll be stuck here for a while.

Eventually I begin to dose off, this place may look like a dump but it's cozy. I can feel my eyelids getting heavier and heavier until finally I can no longer fight the most beautiful thing that is sleep (I already miss my bed).

Dream

"Rosa, you have to run! You turn round go hide into the forest and don't you dare look back!"

"But mama! What about you?!"

"I'll be okay baby girl, I'll be okay. Remember I love you and papa too. Now go! Run!"

Mama kissed me on the forehead and ushered me to run into the nearby forest. You see we lived in a small village where the nearest city was 50 miles away and so that meant that a massive target was on this place for crime.

Burglars had raided our home during the night, and when my parents caught them, things got messy.

I watched as one of the scary men tackled my mother, she was screaming and struggling in hysterics, trying to break free of his grip.

"ROSABELLA RUN!"

"Don't let the brat get away!"

I turned heel and legged it, straight to the old small forest, with one of the robbers chasing me. I felt something grab onto the back of my shirt with a dirty hand trying to cover my mouth. My first instinct was to bite.

"ARGH YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

That gave me the chance I needed to get away, however it wasn't long before he gave chase yet again. I turned a corner and slid beneath into the roots of an old oak tree. My heart was racing and by now my body was running on pure adrenaline. I watched as the burglar stopped to look around trying to find me. He had a knife in one of his hands that promised bad things if he found me.

Soon I could hear police sirens in the distance, making the man curse and back off. He pulled out a cellphone and quickly dialed in a number.

"Hey, the brats run off somewhere...I know I know, but come on who's gonna believe one little pipsqueak...the kids like 5 I doubt she'll survive long out here...look we don't have time the cops are gonna be up our asses if we don't get moving!"

With that he hung up, turned tail and ran in the opposite direction. I quietly come out of my hiding place and look around, trying to figure out what to do. Mama and papa will be okay, they'll come get me I know it!

Suddenly I'm pulled by the hair backwards, something forcing me to look into the eyes of the devil.

"Thought you could escape huh?"

He smirked and brandished his knife, quickly bringing it down towards my throat-

"AHHHHHHHH"

I shoot up, panting and sweating, my heart going a million miles a minute. Why? Why am I dreaming of that now?

The murder...I felt like I was gonna throw up but I held back.

Those men are the reason why I'm stuck in this living Hell. They broke into our home but it was a robbery gone wrong and what do they do? Get rid of the witnesses.

One of them did chase after me after mama told me to run and hide, but afterwards I refused to leave until daylight broke. The cops found me and dumped me on the nearest orphanage outside Roma. That's the only up side, I can sometimes sneak my way into the city and hang around the colosseum for a while, afterwards just stroll about the streets until I'm missed back at the home. What? Didn't know I lived in Italy? My name means beautiful rose flower. I know it's cheesy, stupid and makes me question my parents choices in names. My mothers names was Lucianna meaning light and my fathers Renato meaning reborn.

I'm not gonna lie, I miss my parents, so much. I still remember crying myself to sleep the first few nights of being here, silently begging God to bring back my mama and papa. That was when I met Gilda, she was the only person who would even talk to me without it meaning insulting or demeaning. She quickly became mia roccia: my rock. I swear she was the only angel in this church and honestly I don't what would've happened to me if she wasn't here-

"ROSA YOU UP THERE?!"

Speak of the devil and he shall appear- er she. I quickly scrabble up and poke my head out the old window to spot the blond haired angelo. She couldn't climb up since she didn't know much about free-running but she knew about my little hideaway.

"Cara mia! What's up?!"

"Come on down! The she-devils finally given up on you!"

Now THAT is total bullshit right there. Mary's got a bad habit of luring her prey into a false sense of security, ah Gilda such a naive little cretin you are.

I quickly climb down the old tower while looking at the beautiful sunset, how long was I asleep? It only felt like 5 minutes...

"Hey Rosa? Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

"No you're not, what's wrong?"

I swear to God she's a psychic! How?! How?! HOW?!

"It's nothing you need to worry about cara mia, I'm perfectly A okay!"

She gave me a suspicious look to see through my lie, I honestly think she's a lost witch that's looking for her perfect coven (in a good way).

"Hmm you'd tell me if something was wrong right?"

"You know I would."

"Well...okay."

Thank God! I really didn't want to tell her about my nightmare or that I've been revisiting old memories. Bless her, always so caring and willing to help others.

"Come on we better head inside and see if we can scrap any leftovers-"

"There you are you little demon!"

Well fuck me sideways with the same branch that I'm going to use to bash in this stupid banshees head in with. There she was in all her raging glory, like a damn bull getting ready to make sure that I'll be picking my teeth up from the floor in about 5 minutes.

"Hey Mary, what's up? Feeling refreshed after your afternoon dip?"

"You little devil! When I'm through with you, you'll wish that you were never born!"

"Wow! Are you on your time of the month? Oh wait you've kinda expired, my bad!"

Well she took exception to that, as she came charging, looking like she had the intent to kill.

"Well I'm off!"

"Rosa wai-"

I didn't even hear the rest of Gilda's sentence as I dashed straight towards the woods. I could hear sister bitch trying and keep up with me, but she's practically already got one foot in the grave so it was pretty easy to lose her.

Yay for tree climbing! Hehe stupid hag. I guess I could wander around here for a bit until I'm certain that the witch cleared off. It was already getting dark and the cold was beginning to nip at my skin, despite my black hoodie. However as I'm passing all the identical trees I spotted a weeping willow. Weird was that always here? It looked pretty dead since the long wilting branches seemed to be rotting away. I passed it's dead curtain to reach the centre and what I found was...well bizarre to say the least. There was a card, like a children's trading card pinned to the trunk. Why? I don't know, maybe some dumb fucknugget just decided 'you what? I'm going to do something really pointless and stupid and pin this tiny card to a tree for shits and giggles.' What? You get really weird people nowadays.

I peeled off the card and looked at its other side, there was a mark on it. It looked...wait is that Egyptian? I think it's the eye of Horus? I'm not sure I don't really pay attention much in history or cultural lessons.

All of a sudden the damn thing started glowing! Okay I usually don't judge cause hey you can make your own decisions and all but Im pretty sure I didn't take anything to be hallucinating!

The light got brighter and brighter to the point where I was blinded, followed by the sensation that I was falling. It felt like an eternity until I landed on something. Something soft and warm. Until that something started moving!

"Argh get off of me!"

I opened my eyes, only to find myself starting into a pair of purple orbs, with only one thing coming out of my mouth:

"Bellissimo."