In a place of purity and love you would never expect to find any evil or
hatred, right? Wrong. At the edge of the realm of light was a place of
darkness, shadowed by one man, and his demonic mind. What was such a thing
doing in such a peaceful place you ask? It wasn't by choice, no, if it was
up to him he'd be right where he belongs, with the rest of the creatures of
darkness in the dark realm. But no, instead he was stuck two realms away
from there. With the burden of rising a child.
Most would think this child to be of no burden what so ever but the man was not to be thinking like that, no, he thought everything was a burden. The mans evil mind could not cope with the fact that the child was not pure evil, the exact opposite actually, he would stare up at the man with eyes full of pureness and innocents. The pureness he could understand coming from the boy's mother's side but the young ones innocents had been taken long ago, how he kept it was beyond him.
The man pushed a lock of black streaked red hair from his face. His young son was sprawled out on the hot rock floor, the heat radiating from the floor making him sweat. Bending down and removing a plastered piece of blond bangs the father got a good look at his sons peaceful face, he was asleep.
The boy whimpered and turned onto his stomach reveling a set of beautiful black-feathered wings. The man reached out a stroked it; it was unbelievably silky and felt wonderful under his calloused fingertips.
Without warning the man jumped back and kicked the small boy in the ribs, awakening him with a start. "Get out." He pointed to the door. Looking at the floor the youth obliged and was quickly out the door, still wheezing from the blow.
The mans fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly. It was time. No more of living in solitude, it was time he returned to his domain. That stupid child was not going to keep him away any longer. 'You know its just as much your fault.' The voice in his head was back; he'd thought he was free from the thing!
He knew, it wasn't the boy's fault but-whom else was he supposed to blame, himself? That was out of the question. If it weren't for that darn Angel he wouldn't be in this situation. Yes, it was all her fault, he was convinced of that.
The man jumped and tuned to the door as a scream pierced the air. Is sounded as if it had come from out side! But . . . the only person or thing out there was . . . Yugi! His son! But why should he care for the insolent brat? He didn't, and that's why he, Steven (Insert weird last name), would fall to the goodness of light.
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The clouds moved casually across the lands, making a quite comfortable pathway to walk upon. Not all of the section of land was full of hate, no; it may have looked that way but if you looked carefully at where the young angel walked you could see the beauty. It seemed where ever Yugi was the area around him would brighten and become more like the rest of the light realm. And for that Yugi's father only hated him more.
Yugi hummed an alluring tune; his voice was one of an angel. It came from his mother's side.
Yugi was happy. It didn't matter what his father did to him, he would always be able to keep his happiness, and even after all these years Yugi's father had still been unable to break him. No, Yugi was still the same high- spirited boy he'd always been.
As Yugi continued to skip down the path he didn't notice the black clouds start to surround him, or the raise in temperature. By the time he stopped to take a look around it was already too late to stop the inevitable.
Yugi's soul piercing scream was the only indication of his departure from the realm of light.
~*~
The group of elders sat around a white table, grim looks on their faces. "So it has started."
The others nodded. "The beginning of the end."
"No, not the end. More like the beginning of a new era."
The head elder spoke softly. "The beginning of an dark or light era, we do not know. Only time will tell."
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So . . . what ya think? I just all of a sudden had an urge to write this . . . plz review!!!
I know this is short but its only the prologue . . . the other chapter Will be longer!!!
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Most would think this child to be of no burden what so ever but the man was not to be thinking like that, no, he thought everything was a burden. The mans evil mind could not cope with the fact that the child was not pure evil, the exact opposite actually, he would stare up at the man with eyes full of pureness and innocents. The pureness he could understand coming from the boy's mother's side but the young ones innocents had been taken long ago, how he kept it was beyond him.
The man pushed a lock of black streaked red hair from his face. His young son was sprawled out on the hot rock floor, the heat radiating from the floor making him sweat. Bending down and removing a plastered piece of blond bangs the father got a good look at his sons peaceful face, he was asleep.
The boy whimpered and turned onto his stomach reveling a set of beautiful black-feathered wings. The man reached out a stroked it; it was unbelievably silky and felt wonderful under his calloused fingertips.
Without warning the man jumped back and kicked the small boy in the ribs, awakening him with a start. "Get out." He pointed to the door. Looking at the floor the youth obliged and was quickly out the door, still wheezing from the blow.
The mans fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly. It was time. No more of living in solitude, it was time he returned to his domain. That stupid child was not going to keep him away any longer. 'You know its just as much your fault.' The voice in his head was back; he'd thought he was free from the thing!
He knew, it wasn't the boy's fault but-whom else was he supposed to blame, himself? That was out of the question. If it weren't for that darn Angel he wouldn't be in this situation. Yes, it was all her fault, he was convinced of that.
The man jumped and tuned to the door as a scream pierced the air. Is sounded as if it had come from out side! But . . . the only person or thing out there was . . . Yugi! His son! But why should he care for the insolent brat? He didn't, and that's why he, Steven (Insert weird last name), would fall to the goodness of light.
~*~
The clouds moved casually across the lands, making a quite comfortable pathway to walk upon. Not all of the section of land was full of hate, no; it may have looked that way but if you looked carefully at where the young angel walked you could see the beauty. It seemed where ever Yugi was the area around him would brighten and become more like the rest of the light realm. And for that Yugi's father only hated him more.
Yugi hummed an alluring tune; his voice was one of an angel. It came from his mother's side.
Yugi was happy. It didn't matter what his father did to him, he would always be able to keep his happiness, and even after all these years Yugi's father had still been unable to break him. No, Yugi was still the same high- spirited boy he'd always been.
As Yugi continued to skip down the path he didn't notice the black clouds start to surround him, or the raise in temperature. By the time he stopped to take a look around it was already too late to stop the inevitable.
Yugi's soul piercing scream was the only indication of his departure from the realm of light.
~*~
The group of elders sat around a white table, grim looks on their faces. "So it has started."
The others nodded. "The beginning of the end."
"No, not the end. More like the beginning of a new era."
The head elder spoke softly. "The beginning of an dark or light era, we do not know. Only time will tell."
~*~
So . . . what ya think? I just all of a sudden had an urge to write this . . . plz review!!!
I know this is short but its only the prologue . . . the other chapter Will be longer!!!
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