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Chapter Six
The man was now livid with anger. "Yugi, you little b@$t@rd!!! Get me out of this mess, you hear? This is all your fault, wait'll I get my hands on ya!" The gaurds had to quickly grab the man as he rushed forward to strangle his son.
Yugi sunk to his knees. Seeing his father brought back unwanted memories, and he wasn't taking them too well. Yami was as much as shocked as him, if not more so.
"This is your father, Yugi?" He asked abruptly.
"Y-yes." Yugi started to cry. What was Yami going to do? Was Yugi going to be punished for being the son of Anzu's murderer?
Turning back to the raging man, Yami commanded briskly, and coldly, "Banish him to the Shadow Realm."
"NO! No! Yugi, you damned kid, get me out of here!" The gaurds dragged away the berserk man.
Yugi was crushed. Yes, it was true his father had abused him, but he was still family. He still felt immensely guilty for not stopping Yami from killing his father. 'You're better off without dad!' A voice in his head seemed to say. Another voice argued, 'But he's still family! What kind of person allows family to be killed? Especially when I can do something about it!'
"Wait!" Yugi shouted. Yami looked at him piercingly with those crimson orbs.
"Wait, Your highness. Please, I know he may be the one who killed the person you cared about, but please spare him. Just lock him up or something, but please don't kill him."
Yami glared at him. "You dare question my decision? Even if he is your father, YOU DARE DEFEND THIS MAN?!? The one who took away Anzu from my life?"
Yugi shamefully hung his head, avoiding the infuriated gaze. He should have known better than to interfere with Yami's decision. He kept his head down as his father was led away, never to be seen alive again. Quietly, Yugi left the room, hoping Yami wouldn't be too angry with him.
When the boy had left, Jazella spoke up. "See, I told you Yami, that boy is no good. You should get rid of him."
Yami sighed, feeling tired out, both physically and emotionally. Seeing the murderer of Anzu brought back painful memories.
"No, he is still a good servant, obedient and performs his duty well." he answered wearily.
Jazella persisted. "But he is the son of your lover's murderer, and he insisted you spare the murderer's life! Does this fact not matter at all to you?"
Yami barked out suddenly, "Alright, alright! Give him a few whiplashes, or something, just get off my back!"
Jazella didn't seem too fazed this time from his outburst. She had gotten what she wanted-permission to harm the slave boy. Grinning, Jazella made her way towards Yugi's direction.
Yami was feeling frustrated and distressed. 'I have avenged Anzu's death, why do I not feel any better?'
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When Jazella found Yugi, he had fallen asleep on his 'bed' in Yami's royal chambers. She watched him sleep awhile. 'So peaceful...but not for long!' the mage thought as she gripped a whip in her hands.
Yugi awoke to a stinging pain across his back. Turning quickly, he saw the high priestess leering over him. Yugi cringed in fear as he saw the whip she held in her hand.
"Hello again, slave." she smiled nastily. "Unlike last time, I have the consent of the pharaoh to do this!" With lightning speed, Jazella struck the boy constantly with the leather whip.
Tears rolled down Yugi's cheeks, as he cried out over and over from the hits. Eventually, being the frail person he was, Yugi passed out from the pain.
Jazella contemptuously threw the whip on him and walked out.
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When Yugi awoke, he tried to get up but groaned in pain as the wounds shot agony through his body. Looking around, he saw that Yami was not back yet. He couldn't take this anymore. 'Jazella said she had permission from Yami...does that mean he hates me? Is it because daddy murdured his lover?' More tears dotted the floor. 'Now, Jazella will probably be able to hurt me even more...it seemed Yami cared for me, and defended me against Jazella but now he doesn't care. Now, he won't worry if I get hurt or not.'
Yugi slowly got up, trying to keep from collapsing again. 'I can't imagine what life would be like with the full wrath of Jazella. What little concern Yami had towards me is probably gone.'
Yugi gasped as he tripped on his wounded ankle. Wincing, he managed to take a few steps.
'Jiichan... I miss him so much. I wish I could see him again.' Yugi glanced at the window, and came to a decision.
'I'm going to risk it. If I do get caught by Jazella again, what have I got to lose? She'll hurt me anyway.'
Mind made up, Yugi proceeded to make a crude rope out of the bedcovers.
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Yami tiredly walked to his room. Yawning, he opened the door, expecting to see the regular view of his bed covered by the coverlets. So imagine his surprise when instead he saw the bed nearly stripped bare and the blankets hanging out the window in a rope!
Running to the window, he glanced down and saw that the rope led all the way down to the ground. Looking around, Yami spotted a small figure running towards the village. A small rather short figure with multi colored hair and wearing rags.
Chapter Six
The man was now livid with anger. "Yugi, you little b@$t@rd!!! Get me out of this mess, you hear? This is all your fault, wait'll I get my hands on ya!" The gaurds had to quickly grab the man as he rushed forward to strangle his son.
Yugi sunk to his knees. Seeing his father brought back unwanted memories, and he wasn't taking them too well. Yami was as much as shocked as him, if not more so.
"This is your father, Yugi?" He asked abruptly.
"Y-yes." Yugi started to cry. What was Yami going to do? Was Yugi going to be punished for being the son of Anzu's murderer?
Turning back to the raging man, Yami commanded briskly, and coldly, "Banish him to the Shadow Realm."
"NO! No! Yugi, you damned kid, get me out of here!" The gaurds dragged away the berserk man.
Yugi was crushed. Yes, it was true his father had abused him, but he was still family. He still felt immensely guilty for not stopping Yami from killing his father. 'You're better off without dad!' A voice in his head seemed to say. Another voice argued, 'But he's still family! What kind of person allows family to be killed? Especially when I can do something about it!'
"Wait!" Yugi shouted. Yami looked at him piercingly with those crimson orbs.
"Wait, Your highness. Please, I know he may be the one who killed the person you cared about, but please spare him. Just lock him up or something, but please don't kill him."
Yami glared at him. "You dare question my decision? Even if he is your father, YOU DARE DEFEND THIS MAN?!? The one who took away Anzu from my life?"
Yugi shamefully hung his head, avoiding the infuriated gaze. He should have known better than to interfere with Yami's decision. He kept his head down as his father was led away, never to be seen alive again. Quietly, Yugi left the room, hoping Yami wouldn't be too angry with him.
When the boy had left, Jazella spoke up. "See, I told you Yami, that boy is no good. You should get rid of him."
Yami sighed, feeling tired out, both physically and emotionally. Seeing the murderer of Anzu brought back painful memories.
"No, he is still a good servant, obedient and performs his duty well." he answered wearily.
Jazella persisted. "But he is the son of your lover's murderer, and he insisted you spare the murderer's life! Does this fact not matter at all to you?"
Yami barked out suddenly, "Alright, alright! Give him a few whiplashes, or something, just get off my back!"
Jazella didn't seem too fazed this time from his outburst. She had gotten what she wanted-permission to harm the slave boy. Grinning, Jazella made her way towards Yugi's direction.
Yami was feeling frustrated and distressed. 'I have avenged Anzu's death, why do I not feel any better?'
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When Jazella found Yugi, he had fallen asleep on his 'bed' in Yami's royal chambers. She watched him sleep awhile. 'So peaceful...but not for long!' the mage thought as she gripped a whip in her hands.
Yugi awoke to a stinging pain across his back. Turning quickly, he saw the high priestess leering over him. Yugi cringed in fear as he saw the whip she held in her hand.
"Hello again, slave." she smiled nastily. "Unlike last time, I have the consent of the pharaoh to do this!" With lightning speed, Jazella struck the boy constantly with the leather whip.
Tears rolled down Yugi's cheeks, as he cried out over and over from the hits. Eventually, being the frail person he was, Yugi passed out from the pain.
Jazella contemptuously threw the whip on him and walked out.
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When Yugi awoke, he tried to get up but groaned in pain as the wounds shot agony through his body. Looking around, he saw that Yami was not back yet. He couldn't take this anymore. 'Jazella said she had permission from Yami...does that mean he hates me? Is it because daddy murdured his lover?' More tears dotted the floor. 'Now, Jazella will probably be able to hurt me even more...it seemed Yami cared for me, and defended me against Jazella but now he doesn't care. Now, he won't worry if I get hurt or not.'
Yugi slowly got up, trying to keep from collapsing again. 'I can't imagine what life would be like with the full wrath of Jazella. What little concern Yami had towards me is probably gone.'
Yugi gasped as he tripped on his wounded ankle. Wincing, he managed to take a few steps.
'Jiichan... I miss him so much. I wish I could see him again.' Yugi glanced at the window, and came to a decision.
'I'm going to risk it. If I do get caught by Jazella again, what have I got to lose? She'll hurt me anyway.'
Mind made up, Yugi proceeded to make a crude rope out of the bedcovers.
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Yami tiredly walked to his room. Yawning, he opened the door, expecting to see the regular view of his bed covered by the coverlets. So imagine his surprise when instead he saw the bed nearly stripped bare and the blankets hanging out the window in a rope!
Running to the window, he glanced down and saw that the rope led all the way down to the ground. Looking around, Yami spotted a small figure running towards the village. A small rather short figure with multi colored hair and wearing rags.