Disclaimer: I'm not sure if I need this for every chappie, but too bad for
me. I do not own Yugioh, for those of you who were too lazy to read that on
the first chapter.
~Chapter Two~
Yugi stumbled into the path of the royal carriage. Before he could look up, he heard a harsh commanding voice and the loud neighing of rearing horses. Glancing up, Yugi winced. He had stumbled right in front of the mighty Pharaoh Yami himself!
"Foolish, idiot boy!" Yami snarled. He snatched the whip hanging by the side of the carriage and brought it up to strike the boy.
Whimpering, Yugi held up his arms protectively, waiting for the hit.
Yugi cried out as the whip struck him five times. No one in the crowds came to help; it seemed everyone knew and feared the Pharaoh's reputation. Tears streamed down his face from the pain as he looked up.
Yami's voice caught in his throat. He could now fully see the younger boy's features. What really surprised him was the intense similarities- the two practically looked like twins save for their differing clothes! But what really caught Yami's attention was the other's eyes. They showed a spark of pure innocence, kindness, sensitivity, and passion. Much like his Anzu.
Shoving these thoughts away, Yami said contemptuously, "Out of my way, boy! You're lucky to have only a light beating!"
Yugi scrambled away hastily, not wanting to find out what the pharaoh's idea of a harsh beating was. Quickly, he ran from the royal one back home, crying all the way. He burst through the doors. "Grandpa!!"
The old man held the crying boy. "Whoa, Yugi, calm down. It's okay." Gently, he treated the slashes on his grandson, stopping the bleeding. "Shh." he soothed. "Don't worry, you'll be fine."
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Yami watched the boy run away crying. 'Why does he remind me so much of Anzu?' he wondered.
His thoughts were interupted again by his companion sitting next to him.
"Ya-chan, cummon! Let's go!!" Jazella chirped.
Yami commanded the horses to continue on.
As they continued their ride, Jazella said casually, "You know, that whipping was pretty generous. That insolent boy should have been punished further. Are ya getting nice, ya big old softie?" She teased.
"I decide how much I want to punish, Jazella." Yami answered in a tense voice.
The girl just giggled.
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When Yami got back to the palace, he found his Royal Supervisor waiting. "Yes?" Yami asked irritably. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with any major problems right now.
Bowing respectfully, the man replied, "I am terribly sorry to say, your highness, but your personal slave has just recently passed away due to...er...accidents." Here Jazella let out a slight snicker. Yami sighed wearily.
"Very well. Go fe-" Before he could finish his command, Jazella interrupted, "I know, why don't you have that boy you met earlier to be your new servant? It would teach him respect!"
"Fine, fine, whatever." Yami grumbled. 'Anything to get you off my back.' He added mentally.
Jazella chirruped with delight. "Great, I'll get him! I want to take your carriage!" Without waiting for an answer, she jumped back into the chariot and rode away.
Yami just sighed again and went to his room.
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Grandpa and Yugi were currently sleeping, as night was settling in. All of a sudden, the door burst open with a flash of magic.
"Huh?" Yugi said sleepily.
Grandpa had woken up too. "May I help you?" he asked, half asleep, to the beautiful young lady standing at the door.
Jazella smiled wickedly. "No, you can't help me, old man, I'll help myself!" She smirked. Suddenly the room was enveloped in a bright green light radiating from Jazella. Then, Yugi's world went dark.
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Yami stretched after a good night's sleep. He waited for his slave to pull back his bed covers. Then he remembered; his slave died yesterday and Jazella was supposed to fetch a new one. Grumbling, Yami dressed himself (probably for the first time in his life) and walked to the priestess's room.
He walked in, not bothering to knock. Seeing that the priestess was awake, he stated, "Jazella, I thought you were going to get me a new slave."
She giggled. 'Ra, is that the only thing she does these days?' Yami wondered.
"But I did, Ya-chan! Here he is!" she exclaimed. Quickly, she reached for the rope that was tied to the pole next to her bed. Tugging it sharply, a boy stumbled forward, his hands tied tightly in front him with the rope Jazella held. Bruises dotted his body, as if he was beaten. Wet paths ran down his cheeks, indicating he had recently been crying.
Yami started. "Jazella, this is the boy we met yesterday!"
"Yup! I thought, maybe he would do well, especially since he should be punished further for getting in your way!"
"Alright, alright, just hand him over, I'll take over from here." The pharaoh grumbled.
Jazella smiled as she handed the end of the rope to Yami. "Have fun with him!" She winked, and disappeared in a flash of green light.
Without even speaking to the new slave, Yami just pulled the little one into his own room. When they reached the exquisite room, Yami stopped and turned to examine the boy more closely. Scornfully, he snorted at the rags the boy wore.
'He definitely does look like me, despite those rags.' Yami observed.
The younger boy cringed under his stare, and let a few tears fall.
"What is your name?" Yami asked in a harsh tone.
"Y-yugi M-m-moto." He stammered.
"Very well, Yugi Moto. You are now my personal slave, and will learn the duties you must perform. Show any disobedience and I will send you to the Shadow Realm, and believe me, you don't want to go there if you value your life! Understood?" Yami barked at him.
Yugi nodded, still crying silently. He shifted his hands, since the rope was cutting into his skin.
"Good. For today, you will rest. Tomorrow, you will learn what your responsibilities are." With that said, Yami tied the end of the rope to his bedpost so the slave couldn't escape and left the room.
As Yugi watched the pharaoh leave the room, he couldn't help but think about what his future would be. "Grandpa." he whispered.
'Why did that mean girl have to hurt him? If she only wanted me, she didn't have to hurt Grandpa. I have to get out of here. If the rumors are true, then all I can look forward to in my life is a lot of pain. '
Frantically, the young boy tugged at his bonds. More tears made their way down his face as the cutting rope seared his already wounded skin. Finally, when Yugi had managed to stretch the rope far enough to a quill laying nearby, he used the sharp edge to sever the rope.
'Yes! Hold on, Grandpa, I'm coming back!' Yugi thought. But just as he was about to take a step towards the door, a flash of light appeared, revealing the high priestess.
She smirked evilly and said, "Uh-uh. You were chosen to be the new servant to the Mighty Yami. I should punish you to teach you what's gonna happen the next time you try to escape!"
Without warning, Jazella produced a small flame and hurled it towards Yugi. She smiled as he cried out. "That was only the warm up. Now let's get on with the real thing!"
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Continue or no? Actually, I already have the next two chapters written but first I wanna see if the readers are enjoying it. If you think it's real boring right now, don't worry, the plot gets more fun. It might drag along, though.
~Chapter Two~
Yugi stumbled into the path of the royal carriage. Before he could look up, he heard a harsh commanding voice and the loud neighing of rearing horses. Glancing up, Yugi winced. He had stumbled right in front of the mighty Pharaoh Yami himself!
"Foolish, idiot boy!" Yami snarled. He snatched the whip hanging by the side of the carriage and brought it up to strike the boy.
Whimpering, Yugi held up his arms protectively, waiting for the hit.
Yugi cried out as the whip struck him five times. No one in the crowds came to help; it seemed everyone knew and feared the Pharaoh's reputation. Tears streamed down his face from the pain as he looked up.
Yami's voice caught in his throat. He could now fully see the younger boy's features. What really surprised him was the intense similarities- the two practically looked like twins save for their differing clothes! But what really caught Yami's attention was the other's eyes. They showed a spark of pure innocence, kindness, sensitivity, and passion. Much like his Anzu.
Shoving these thoughts away, Yami said contemptuously, "Out of my way, boy! You're lucky to have only a light beating!"
Yugi scrambled away hastily, not wanting to find out what the pharaoh's idea of a harsh beating was. Quickly, he ran from the royal one back home, crying all the way. He burst through the doors. "Grandpa!!"
The old man held the crying boy. "Whoa, Yugi, calm down. It's okay." Gently, he treated the slashes on his grandson, stopping the bleeding. "Shh." he soothed. "Don't worry, you'll be fine."
********************
Yami watched the boy run away crying. 'Why does he remind me so much of Anzu?' he wondered.
His thoughts were interupted again by his companion sitting next to him.
"Ya-chan, cummon! Let's go!!" Jazella chirped.
Yami commanded the horses to continue on.
As they continued their ride, Jazella said casually, "You know, that whipping was pretty generous. That insolent boy should have been punished further. Are ya getting nice, ya big old softie?" She teased.
"I decide how much I want to punish, Jazella." Yami answered in a tense voice.
The girl just giggled.
*******************
When Yami got back to the palace, he found his Royal Supervisor waiting. "Yes?" Yami asked irritably. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with any major problems right now.
Bowing respectfully, the man replied, "I am terribly sorry to say, your highness, but your personal slave has just recently passed away due to...er...accidents." Here Jazella let out a slight snicker. Yami sighed wearily.
"Very well. Go fe-" Before he could finish his command, Jazella interrupted, "I know, why don't you have that boy you met earlier to be your new servant? It would teach him respect!"
"Fine, fine, whatever." Yami grumbled. 'Anything to get you off my back.' He added mentally.
Jazella chirruped with delight. "Great, I'll get him! I want to take your carriage!" Without waiting for an answer, she jumped back into the chariot and rode away.
Yami just sighed again and went to his room.
*******************
Grandpa and Yugi were currently sleeping, as night was settling in. All of a sudden, the door burst open with a flash of magic.
"Huh?" Yugi said sleepily.
Grandpa had woken up too. "May I help you?" he asked, half asleep, to the beautiful young lady standing at the door.
Jazella smiled wickedly. "No, you can't help me, old man, I'll help myself!" She smirked. Suddenly the room was enveloped in a bright green light radiating from Jazella. Then, Yugi's world went dark.
********************
Yami stretched after a good night's sleep. He waited for his slave to pull back his bed covers. Then he remembered; his slave died yesterday and Jazella was supposed to fetch a new one. Grumbling, Yami dressed himself (probably for the first time in his life) and walked to the priestess's room.
He walked in, not bothering to knock. Seeing that the priestess was awake, he stated, "Jazella, I thought you were going to get me a new slave."
She giggled. 'Ra, is that the only thing she does these days?' Yami wondered.
"But I did, Ya-chan! Here he is!" she exclaimed. Quickly, she reached for the rope that was tied to the pole next to her bed. Tugging it sharply, a boy stumbled forward, his hands tied tightly in front him with the rope Jazella held. Bruises dotted his body, as if he was beaten. Wet paths ran down his cheeks, indicating he had recently been crying.
Yami started. "Jazella, this is the boy we met yesterday!"
"Yup! I thought, maybe he would do well, especially since he should be punished further for getting in your way!"
"Alright, alright, just hand him over, I'll take over from here." The pharaoh grumbled.
Jazella smiled as she handed the end of the rope to Yami. "Have fun with him!" She winked, and disappeared in a flash of green light.
Without even speaking to the new slave, Yami just pulled the little one into his own room. When they reached the exquisite room, Yami stopped and turned to examine the boy more closely. Scornfully, he snorted at the rags the boy wore.
'He definitely does look like me, despite those rags.' Yami observed.
The younger boy cringed under his stare, and let a few tears fall.
"What is your name?" Yami asked in a harsh tone.
"Y-yugi M-m-moto." He stammered.
"Very well, Yugi Moto. You are now my personal slave, and will learn the duties you must perform. Show any disobedience and I will send you to the Shadow Realm, and believe me, you don't want to go there if you value your life! Understood?" Yami barked at him.
Yugi nodded, still crying silently. He shifted his hands, since the rope was cutting into his skin.
"Good. For today, you will rest. Tomorrow, you will learn what your responsibilities are." With that said, Yami tied the end of the rope to his bedpost so the slave couldn't escape and left the room.
As Yugi watched the pharaoh leave the room, he couldn't help but think about what his future would be. "Grandpa." he whispered.
'Why did that mean girl have to hurt him? If she only wanted me, she didn't have to hurt Grandpa. I have to get out of here. If the rumors are true, then all I can look forward to in my life is a lot of pain. '
Frantically, the young boy tugged at his bonds. More tears made their way down his face as the cutting rope seared his already wounded skin. Finally, when Yugi had managed to stretch the rope far enough to a quill laying nearby, he used the sharp edge to sever the rope.
'Yes! Hold on, Grandpa, I'm coming back!' Yugi thought. But just as he was about to take a step towards the door, a flash of light appeared, revealing the high priestess.
She smirked evilly and said, "Uh-uh. You were chosen to be the new servant to the Mighty Yami. I should punish you to teach you what's gonna happen the next time you try to escape!"
Without warning, Jazella produced a small flame and hurled it towards Yugi. She smiled as he cried out. "That was only the warm up. Now let's get on with the real thing!"
~~~~~~~~~~
Continue or no? Actually, I already have the next two chapters written but first I wanna see if the readers are enjoying it. If you think it's real boring right now, don't worry, the plot gets more fun. It might drag along, though.