Chapter Two: Violet Eyes
Two men, two sets of violet eyes, yet two different hair colors of white and sandy blonde. The white haired one smirked along with his insane companion. "Well, well, well! What do we have here! A small, fragile boy who's barely a man!" He laughed. "I am no boy. I am 18...or 19 summers." I said. I honestly couldn't remember which of the two numbers were my actual age. All I knew is that one of them was my current age.
The white haired man chuckled, looking me up and down, "Hmm...You could be of some use. What's your name?" He asked me.
"...Heba. My name is Heba." I said.
I didn't give him my somewhat well-known title that was given to me by the few people who were able to cling on to what little life they had left in them before passing on, and the few kind people whom I've completely left unscathed in every sense of the word. I gave him my name, but I only gave him one half of it which was typical of me.
My full name is Yugiheba (Yu-Geeh-ba), a name only a few people know or can even remember...If they're still alive somewhere after that horrible two week long massacre. I usually give away one half of my name and alternate between which one I use when meeting people or various groups of people.
The guy I killed less than a day ago had known me as 'Yugi', and these guys now know me as 'Heba'. That means the next group of people I meet will know me as Yugi...When I'm not around these guys, of course. The white haired man introduced himself as 'Akefia' and introduced the blonde as 'Malik', who then winked at me. Before I knew it or could protest, I was blindfolded and being taken to his 'kingdom'. I could only imagine what the place looked like and where fate was whisking me off to.
Eventually, listening to the melodic rhythm of
hooves and quiet chatter amongst the men put me to sleep. As I drifted away, the image of violet eyes floated around in my mind.
