Chapter 7: Hard Times
It was time to find out who goes against whom in the first
round.To determine something like this, the Egyptians would
write hieroglyphs on a slab and put them in a basket. Next, they
would have a contestant choose a slab. If the slab said "Not
included." The contestant would leave. If the slab said, "Duel
one" the contestant would be in the first round. There is two of
each number so there would be two duelists with a monster
fighting each other. The number continues on till number ten.
There would be exactly six "Not included." Slabs in the whole
basket so there would be fewer fighters.
"The first duel is Duelist Kimone with his Celtic Guardian
against Amono with her Lady Panther!" the man with the big nose
announced.
The battle ended with Celtic Guardian as the victor.
"The second duel is Duelist Sapphire with his Beast of Talwar
against Yami and his.. Um . Messed up looking Spellcaster Seth!"
This earned a laugh from the audience and Seth bowed his head in
shame. 'Why did Yami have to bring me here?' Seth asked himself.
'Poor Seth. I really wish everyone would leave him alone.' Yami
thought while looking at Seth whose head was bowed in shame.
After a long battle, Seth had finally won. Though the Beast of
Talwar wasn't dead, he was just knocked out. Seth looked up at
all of the faces that were staring at him with utter dismay. It
seems that they couldn't comprehend the fact that Seth had won.
"Come Seth, you must rest your body and prepare for the next
battle." Yami stated as he walked away. "Yes . . . Master . . ."
Seth whispered trying to walk into the preparation room.
As soon as Seth managed to stumble into the room, all of the
monsters and duelists stared at him with disrespect in their
eyes. "Heh. I managed t-to win. heh." Seth tried to be nice to
everyone. "Hmph I'll pound your face in you weakling!" shouted a
very familiar voice. It was Seth's brother!
Setsudo was Seth's brother who ran away from home when Seth was
of the age of five. "S-Setsudo?" Seth stared at his long lost
brother in disbelief. "Who are you? I don't know you!" Setsudo
screamed and slammed Seth against the wall roughly making the
younger spellcaster cry out from surprise and pain. "P-please
let go of me. I-I don't want to fight you! Please stop! You're
hurting me!" the spellcaster cried out in pain as the older one
grabbed his wrists and squeezed them as hard as possible, almost
breaking them.
"Let him go!" Yami shouted with anger evident in his deep voice. Setsudo hesitated for a moment, then put Seth down. "You're lucky you lame excuse for a spellcaster." Setsudo smirked and walked away.
Yami glared down at the frightened spellcaster and spoke softly "Why didn't you fight back slave?" Seth got to his feet and ran out the door. Yami growled fiercely and ran after Seth. 'Maybe I was too harsh on him.' Yami thought as he ran toward the garden in the place.
Seth sat in the garden with his face buried in his hands sobbing. "I-I just don't understand it. why Setsudo? Why!" He screamed. "Don't understand what slave?" Yami asked from behind the crying boy. Seth visibly winced at the name slave and hid his face away. "P-please don't smack me too hard. master." Seth whispered solemnly. Yami sighed and sat down next to the spellcaster. "You know. I probably should smack you as hard as I can." Yami began. Seth closed his eyes and allowed more tears to slide down his pale face. "But. I won't. Not right now anyway. I just have one question. Who was that guy who tried to beat you up back there?" This question made Seth sob harder. Yami sighed and looked at Seth. 'He is. kind of cute.' The prince smiled and took Seth into his arms allowing him to cry openly into his chest.
So what do you think so far? Good? Bad? Quit the story or I'll hunt you down and kill you? Well, review and tell me what you think!
Yami: I want to hold Seth some more!
Me: Too bad!
Yami: Seth! Let me hold you! Please!
Seth: * curled up asleep *
Me and Yami: Awwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!
It was time to find out who goes against whom in the first
round.To determine something like this, the Egyptians would
write hieroglyphs on a slab and put them in a basket. Next, they
would have a contestant choose a slab. If the slab said "Not
included." The contestant would leave. If the slab said, "Duel
one" the contestant would be in the first round. There is two of
each number so there would be two duelists with a monster
fighting each other. The number continues on till number ten.
There would be exactly six "Not included." Slabs in the whole
basket so there would be fewer fighters.
"The first duel is Duelist Kimone with his Celtic Guardian
against Amono with her Lady Panther!" the man with the big nose
announced.
The battle ended with Celtic Guardian as the victor.
"The second duel is Duelist Sapphire with his Beast of Talwar
against Yami and his.. Um . Messed up looking Spellcaster Seth!"
This earned a laugh from the audience and Seth bowed his head in
shame. 'Why did Yami have to bring me here?' Seth asked himself.
'Poor Seth. I really wish everyone would leave him alone.' Yami
thought while looking at Seth whose head was bowed in shame.
After a long battle, Seth had finally won. Though the Beast of
Talwar wasn't dead, he was just knocked out. Seth looked up at
all of the faces that were staring at him with utter dismay. It
seems that they couldn't comprehend the fact that Seth had won.
"Come Seth, you must rest your body and prepare for the next
battle." Yami stated as he walked away. "Yes . . . Master . . ."
Seth whispered trying to walk into the preparation room.
As soon as Seth managed to stumble into the room, all of the
monsters and duelists stared at him with disrespect in their
eyes. "Heh. I managed t-to win. heh." Seth tried to be nice to
everyone. "Hmph I'll pound your face in you weakling!" shouted a
very familiar voice. It was Seth's brother!
Setsudo was Seth's brother who ran away from home when Seth was
of the age of five. "S-Setsudo?" Seth stared at his long lost
brother in disbelief. "Who are you? I don't know you!" Setsudo
screamed and slammed Seth against the wall roughly making the
younger spellcaster cry out from surprise and pain. "P-please
let go of me. I-I don't want to fight you! Please stop! You're
hurting me!" the spellcaster cried out in pain as the older one
grabbed his wrists and squeezed them as hard as possible, almost
breaking them.
"Let him go!" Yami shouted with anger evident in his deep voice. Setsudo hesitated for a moment, then put Seth down. "You're lucky you lame excuse for a spellcaster." Setsudo smirked and walked away.
Yami glared down at the frightened spellcaster and spoke softly "Why didn't you fight back slave?" Seth got to his feet and ran out the door. Yami growled fiercely and ran after Seth. 'Maybe I was too harsh on him.' Yami thought as he ran toward the garden in the place.
Seth sat in the garden with his face buried in his hands sobbing. "I-I just don't understand it. why Setsudo? Why!" He screamed. "Don't understand what slave?" Yami asked from behind the crying boy. Seth visibly winced at the name slave and hid his face away. "P-please don't smack me too hard. master." Seth whispered solemnly. Yami sighed and sat down next to the spellcaster. "You know. I probably should smack you as hard as I can." Yami began. Seth closed his eyes and allowed more tears to slide down his pale face. "But. I won't. Not right now anyway. I just have one question. Who was that guy who tried to beat you up back there?" This question made Seth sob harder. Yami sighed and looked at Seth. 'He is. kind of cute.' The prince smiled and took Seth into his arms allowing him to cry openly into his chest.
So what do you think so far? Good? Bad? Quit the story or I'll hunt you down and kill you? Well, review and tell me what you think!
Yami: I want to hold Seth some more!
Me: Too bad!
Yami: Seth! Let me hold you! Please!
Seth: * curled up asleep *
Me and Yami: Awwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!