Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! I wish, but oh well. I only own my char, Tamara.

Me: Hello all! This my second fic…please point out anything that I need to fix, I'm not a good writer… I don't mind flames…too much…as long as they have a good point… Well, I just wanted to list the present YGO characters and tell you their occupation in the past:

Joey (named Jou): Pharaoh Atem's servant, not slave!

Ishizu (named Isis): Advisor, councilor

Seto: High priest

Marik: Tomb keeper and guard of Millennium Items

So far, that's all that's important. If there is anyone I forgot about, I'll put it on the next chapter. R&R and enjoy!

POV Atem

Oh, Ra, no… Why me? Why was I of all people destined to be pharaoh of all Egypt? With the crowning ceremony only hours away, I am not in my fittest state in both body and mind. I haven't been eating well…and my mind is sick with worry. Why me? 'Because,' I said sternly to myself, 'the gods have willed it.' Sigh. I could most definitely not argue with my fate… Only the gods know if I am to be a fit ruler or not… Only the gods…

"Your highness?"

I jumped out of my bed. I was had to be presentable at all times…

"Yes, Jou?"
Jou slowly opened the door and entered.

"His majesty, the pharaoh and god of all Egypt…"

I hate it when anyone speaks in such a manner. It annoys me out of my wits.

"Jou, please get to the point."
I could tell he was also uncomfortable with all the flattery added to my father's title.

"Yes, well, your father rescheduled the ceremony."

Great. Postponing it is really going to help me… No, it has the opposite effect…

"To what time?"
Jou looked at me with a sense of pity.

"Right now, sir, right now."

I didn't need him to repeat it. At the last word, I jumped up and sprinted to my closet. Purple, I need to wear purple, the royal color… There. As soon as I was done, I rushed towards the hall… Oh, Ra, Father was not going to be happy…

"Announcing the handsome, young prince…"

Great. Just on time. I rushed in the most dignified manor possible. Everyone turned in their seats to face me…

"…Ah, here he is now! Come on up, my boy!" called the former pharaoh in a jolly voice… I slowly walked along the aisle, trying to look poised, and royal. I couldn't help but notice the people in the crowd…All rich nobles… but yet so many…

As the priest was talking, giving me my blessing, I saw my cousin, Seto. He had the coldest blue eyes you could imagine. It froze up my insides just by looking into them. It was common knowledge that if I hadn't been born, he would be standing where I was now. Most of the court ladies described him as handsome, but after the loss of Kisara, he vowed he would never love again…I can't happen but pity him…yet, he still looks at me all the time with fiery hatred in his eyes…

"…And so, with the protection of Hourus and as long as Ra brings the sun into the sky with his fiery chariot, you are now crowned pharaoh of all Egypt."

That's it. My days of being prince are over. I am now pharaoh. Of all Egypt. My Egypt. My beloved Egypt. I can't believe it. Egypt's fate is in my hands. Whether I will bring glory or ruin, only the gods know…

I slowly sauntered to my room. Laying on the bed, I lay there for hours, thinking about what I should do…as pharaoh. Me. Egypt. Pharaoh…

POV Tamara

Tamara the peasant is the title everyone in Egypt have given to me. Tamara, the worthless one. Tamara the (insert any bad name you wish). I'm not kidding. That's how worthless I am. Of course, that is in the opinion of a person who judges from looks. Hey, I am not going to lie. I'm filthy. My clothes are ragged and torn, and I don't look any better than a dog. If I had a bath at least once a week and proper clothes, I wouldn't be nearly as bad. But I don't. The only good thing (hardly) about me is my personality. I have to warn you, I have a dreadful temper. Seriously. Well, it's time to steal breakfast…

At the vending carts, there were all sorts of delicious treats, but the one that caught my eye (and nose) was the delicious fresh bread. Of course, these idiots wouldn't notice if anyone stole anything, spending too much time counting money… I stealthily sneaked up behind the salesman and snatched a loaf. This time, the vendor saw me, and started yelling profanely at me. Smirk. Stupid idiot. Yelling won't help you now.

As I sat quietly in a corner, eating my breakfast, I heard something that caught my attention…

"Yes…today was the crowning of the prince… I doubt he can fix what his father put us through…"

"True, but we could have a rebellion… the new pharaoh will certainly be weak and wouldn't understand Egypt at all…"
I stopped listening, but they kept on talking. A rebellion? Serves him right. It's the former pharaoh's fault, we should see what the new ruler will do… If he follows his father's footsteps, he certainly would deserve whatever is coming to him…

There was a glint in the sunlight. I had the gift of seeing like a hawk… and my eyes told me that someone was walking with a pocketful of gold…well, they certainly won't find it there after I steal it…

I slowly approached the man… I was about to insert my hand into the pocket, when… the man turned out to be a guard! I was in for it…

"What do you think you are doing, peasant?"
His sword was upon my neck. I was as nervous as heck…

"I…I…"

I couldn't speak…

"Let's go to the palace to see what the pharaoh will do to you… since he still hasn't decided what to do with riffraff such as yourself…"

I could hardly believe my luck. Thank you, Ra…. Normally, they would behead you on the spot… But now, I'm going to face the pharaoh himself!

YAY! My first chapter! Please tell your opinion. Good, bad, chocolate? JK. No, really, please tell! Short, I know, but I need at least… 3 reviews until I continue! Please review, I don't mind flames, as long as they have a good reason! Byesies, people!