Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Yu-Gi-Oh Characters, or characters from Jackie French' book Slave Girl.

Author's notes:

THE first few chapters of this story are based heavily on a novel by Jackie French called Slave Girl, I loved reading the story originally and it is a really good read if any of you want to look it up, however as I read my mind began to wander – and this is where it ended up. Somewhere between the "Chase is on" and "Under sail" does my version kick in – I hope you enjoy.

If Welsh phrases have been used there will be a note at the bottom of the chapter, which will be the nearest accurate translation.

~ A Foot Ashore!

The boat, had been tied up in dock, Joey had been showered and been given some clothes that did not smell like he had been rolling with the cows all summer. Joey waited on the deck of the boat nobody seemed bothered by him.

Mai had collared and leashed the dog, and was standing on the pier, Joey was on his knees, waiting where he had been told too, and nobody was really concerned over what he was doing. Pegasus had just gone below deck again, when Joey suddenly picked himself up and ran off the boat – he would have got away with it, had his legs not caused him to stumble. His legs expected the land to move and it hadn't, and he then he was grabbed by the scruff of his collar,

"I told you, stay!" said Mai, and pushed him back to his knees, she wrapped the leash of the collar around her arm, in order to hold the dog better. Mai regretted this the next minute, as Joey once again made a bid for freedom, and the dog bound after him – pulling an unwilling Mai behind him. Mai managed to dig her heels into the ground, and release the leash, and watched as the dog bound after the boy.

He would not get far, once he reached the end of this port, the guards would grab him, she walked back to the boat – hopefully – they would not bring the dog back. The final few things that belonged to the crew were unloaded, just as the guards dragged back a rather dishevelled Joey, his hands cuffed behind his back, and the dog trotting along behind them. The guards un-cuffed Joey, and pushed him to the floor in front of Mai, she took a length of chain, and looped it around Joey's neck, but this time he sat still.

Mai started to walk off, and the chain pulled at his neck – he got up and followed behind her, they walked to the end of the dock – the place he had got to last time, the dock had not looked much different, but now that he was looking and not running – huts that seemed to touch the sky, and there were strange metallic animals the moved across the land in front of him. No words ~ could ~ describe the fear that circled around his veins, but despite that few – here he was in the land of the Un-Sacred, and he was at least alive – and despite his circumstances, his head buzzed with an excitement, he was sure he shouldn't feel.

As one of those metal animals came to life, Joey grabbed at the ruff of Snorri's neck, as if to control the dog from jumping to kill the animal, but at the same time to feel the one thing that was familiar in this strange place. Mai opened the door, and got in, the chain linking her to Joey gave a hard tug, and he followed her in, feeling as if this strange animal had eaten him. Mai pushed the boy to the floor and sat back, Snorri laid into Joey's lap, and he put his attention to the dog – but at the same time wondering how Mai would punish him, for running away.

For a length of time, Joey nuzzled into the fur of Snorri – but at the same time he looked around the streets, he did not fully understand what he saw, but at the same time he failed to also see why these people were called Un-Sacred.

Mai pulled something out of her pocket and flipped it open, she pressed it up to her ear, and began to talk to the item. Joey did not understand what she was saying, but it was also clear that whomever she was talking to it was not him, whatever she was talking into amazed Joey, he had never seen someone have a conversation with themselves – unless he counted Ulrich – the crazy old priest on the island.

The car slowed as it pulled onto a driveway, the gates shut behind them, in front of them came the biggest hut that Joey had ever seen. The hut even had a wooden door – Joey had never seen a wooden door – wood was too sacred to use. Mai got out of the car pulling Joey behind her, she pushed the dog back in, and shut the door. Joey tried to get to the dog, but the pull on his neck was too much, and he followed Mai.

The door in front of them opened, and Joey looked up into the tall man's face, his blue eyes icy cold, and seemed to be full of anger. Mai tugged on the chain, and Joey lowered himself to his knees. The man looked at Mai, on principle he hated Mai – the woman she called a friend, was always trying to find some way to have a conversation with him. But when Mai had called saying she had found something of interest to him – he hadn't hesitated to let her come over – and there he was.

The boy in front of him knelt on his knees with a chain around his neck – obviously he was a very naughty dog. His brown eyes had shone golden, as he had tried to get his dog out of the car – He definitely didn't want two dogs! His hair flopped about his face, golden blonde in colour ~just maybe ~ this is what he was looking for.

"Where has he come from?" he asked as he walked around the boy looking down at him.

"One of the Sacred Islands,"

"Interesting –"

"Will you stop being so superstitious, we made it back safe and sound – and the boy doesn't seem to have caused any problems."

"How much?"

Joey looked round at his dog in the car, loosing track of what was being said, they must have come to some sort of deal, for suddenly the chain was pulled again, and when Joey looked up, the man was now holding it.

Mai turned and walked away, once in the car – he watched as Snorri drove away with the woman, he tried to get up, but his new Master pushed him back down. He lifted the chain a little and pulled the boy into the house.

He had everything ready for the new arrival; he had always kept the items ready, in case someone found a golden puppy for him. He pulled the boy into the entrance hall, he wasn't that harsh, and the boy seemed to willingly be following. When they stopped the boy got down on his knees, as he had been taught to do.

The man holding the chain – his new master – now leant forward and took off the chain. Joey lifted his hands to rub his neck, his Master knocked them back down, and Joey guessed that this was not approved.

"What is your name?"

The boy looked in puzzlement for a moment, he recognised a word in there that Pegasus had used, and it took him a moment to place it. His Master in front of him was starting to get angry, when Joey finally understood.

"Joey, Master!" he said in his heavy accent,

Joey, thought Kaiba Seto interesting name for this boy, he then chuckled at his recollection of Hebrew names and their meanings.

"How old?"

Joey looked up at him, he did not understand this question, he tried – and it was at this moment, that Kaiba realised this boy could not speak Japanese. The boy did his best; he would have to admit that, as he finally got the response he wanted.

"Seventeen Master!"

This was going to be hard work, but if there was one thing Kaiba Seto was good at, and that was hard work – his patience could be a little lacking sometimes, but his perseverance that was first class.