Butterfly - A YuGiOh fanfiction by Naki
Warnings: Nothing much here, just violence and cursing. A PG-13 rating. It may go up, later, though. *Heart.*
Disclaimer: Omg. Do I have to go over this AGAIN?! I DO NOT PWN YUGIOH, OKAY? END OF STORY. KTHXBAI. However, I pwn Seijuu and Naki, so no sticky paws, please. =)
Summary: The story of Seijuu, a curious scribe who is living in Egypt, around 2600 B.C. , who finds himself biting off more than he can chew with powers beyond his own comprehension.
Note that this is a made-up character. Duh. =o Anyway, on with zee story!
~~ CHAPTER ONE - Gold with Envy ~~
In the ancient valley of the kings, the city of Cairo, Egypt, stood intrepidly
against the blasting of sandstorms. It was said this city was free from sin, but
apparently that rumour was false...
~Cairo, 2600 B.C.~
"Mother! I don't want to go to scribe studies! I want to see the tombs again!"
whined Seijuu to his mom with a frustrated look.
"Seijuu, you know that when I am gone, you will have to be high scribe for the
Pharaoh. Why try to alter your destiny? In the end, it is final."
"I don't care, Mother!" Seijuu said harshly. "I could care less! If I don't
want to be a scribe, I won't."
His mother turned to him, glaring and slapping the child in the face.
"Do not say such things! If your father were here, he would have given you the
purification, and not just a simple smack!"
Seijuu just growled under his breath as he rubbed the now reddish mark on his
face where his mother had slapped him. He had only had the treatment once, and
if he remembered correctly, he was sore for about a month, now he had the scars
from the "purifying" ceremony in plain sight on his right arm. He didn't want a
matching one on his left, that was for sure.
"Now," his mother announced. "Let me take you to scribe studies."
Seijuu finally decided to follow his mom to the pharoah's temple, a rather
beautiful place next to the pharoah's home. It had palm trees surrounding pools
of water on the inside, in which the ibis birds would wallow in, and soft,
cushioned mats for the students to sit on. Seijuu sat on one of the mats. He was
early, so it was just him and a few other students, and the scribe. Usually all
they would talk about were the different gods, and the pros and cons of scribing
legends. It was actually quite boring for Seijuu.
Seijuu sprawled himself out on a mat, resisting the urge to take a nap. It was
just so...boring! Letting out a whine, the boy looked up at the rock ceiling
uniterestedly, but something caught his eye.
A shimmer of gold was fluttering just above him. It was a butterfly! He had
heard foreigners talk about them, and he knew that it would be impossible to
find one in the desert, so why was there one here? Seijuu glowered up at it. It
looked so free and careless. He was jealous of it.
Extending his arm, he carefully caught the butterfly, caging it within his
fingers, but making sure he didn't do any harm to it. He smirked down at the
insect that he envied so much.
"Not so proud now, huh?" Seijuu spat at the butterfly. "You think you have it
all." He began to enclose his fingers on the butterfly. "Then you're in a cage
and you can't do a thing."
"What the hell are you doing, Seijuu?" came a voice.
The boy turned around to see one of this classmates. He glowered at him
spitefully, growling with an animal-like tone under his breath.
"Go away." Seijuu ordered the other boy.
The boy had ingored him. Instead he forced open Seijuu's palm.
"What are you talking to? There's nothing there!" he boy taunted.
Seijuu raised a quizzical brow at his classmate.
"Of course there is!" he announced with a glare, but when he turned to his
palm. He found that his classmate was right. His hand was bare. "But-- There was
a butterfly!" he protested, causing the other boy to laugh.
"You're such a fool, Seijuu." he said between laughs. "'Butterfly', what a
lie!"
Seijuu shot out his arm, grabbing the boy by the neck.
"I was not lying." he stated emotionlessly, tightening his grasp on his
classmate's throat.
The boy started to gag while Seijuu basically choked him in the middle of the
entire temple.
"Well, d-dammit, Seijuu. I was-- I was just kidding!"
"Tell it to the gods when you see them." Seijuu spat, squeezing the boy's neck untill he heard that
fatal crack of bone, dropping the classmate to his feet.
Seijuu's antagonist let out his final gag, ensanguined froth spraying from his
mouth. With that, the boy stormed from the temple, leaving a shocked audience
behind him
~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~
Warnings: Nothing much here, just violence and cursing. A PG-13 rating. It may go up, later, though. *Heart.*
Disclaimer: Omg. Do I have to go over this AGAIN?! I DO NOT PWN YUGIOH, OKAY? END OF STORY. KTHXBAI. However, I pwn Seijuu and Naki, so no sticky paws, please. =)
Summary: The story of Seijuu, a curious scribe who is living in Egypt, around 2600 B.C. , who finds himself biting off more than he can chew with powers beyond his own comprehension.
Note that this is a made-up character. Duh. =o Anyway, on with zee story!
~~ CHAPTER ONE - Gold with Envy ~~
In the ancient valley of the kings, the city of Cairo, Egypt, stood intrepidly
against the blasting of sandstorms. It was said this city was free from sin, but
apparently that rumour was false...
~Cairo, 2600 B.C.~
"Mother! I don't want to go to scribe studies! I want to see the tombs again!"
whined Seijuu to his mom with a frustrated look.
"Seijuu, you know that when I am gone, you will have to be high scribe for the
Pharaoh. Why try to alter your destiny? In the end, it is final."
"I don't care, Mother!" Seijuu said harshly. "I could care less! If I don't
want to be a scribe, I won't."
His mother turned to him, glaring and slapping the child in the face.
"Do not say such things! If your father were here, he would have given you the
purification, and not just a simple smack!"
Seijuu just growled under his breath as he rubbed the now reddish mark on his
face where his mother had slapped him. He had only had the treatment once, and
if he remembered correctly, he was sore for about a month, now he had the scars
from the "purifying" ceremony in plain sight on his right arm. He didn't want a
matching one on his left, that was for sure.
"Now," his mother announced. "Let me take you to scribe studies."
Seijuu finally decided to follow his mom to the pharoah's temple, a rather
beautiful place next to the pharoah's home. It had palm trees surrounding pools
of water on the inside, in which the ibis birds would wallow in, and soft,
cushioned mats for the students to sit on. Seijuu sat on one of the mats. He was
early, so it was just him and a few other students, and the scribe. Usually all
they would talk about were the different gods, and the pros and cons of scribing
legends. It was actually quite boring for Seijuu.
Seijuu sprawled himself out on a mat, resisting the urge to take a nap. It was
just so...boring! Letting out a whine, the boy looked up at the rock ceiling
uniterestedly, but something caught his eye.
A shimmer of gold was fluttering just above him. It was a butterfly! He had
heard foreigners talk about them, and he knew that it would be impossible to
find one in the desert, so why was there one here? Seijuu glowered up at it. It
looked so free and careless. He was jealous of it.
Extending his arm, he carefully caught the butterfly, caging it within his
fingers, but making sure he didn't do any harm to it. He smirked down at the
insect that he envied so much.
"Not so proud now, huh?" Seijuu spat at the butterfly. "You think you have it
all." He began to enclose his fingers on the butterfly. "Then you're in a cage
and you can't do a thing."
"What the hell are you doing, Seijuu?" came a voice.
The boy turned around to see one of this classmates. He glowered at him
spitefully, growling with an animal-like tone under his breath.
"Go away." Seijuu ordered the other boy.
The boy had ingored him. Instead he forced open Seijuu's palm.
"What are you talking to? There's nothing there!" he boy taunted.
Seijuu raised a quizzical brow at his classmate.
"Of course there is!" he announced with a glare, but when he turned to his
palm. He found that his classmate was right. His hand was bare. "But-- There was
a butterfly!" he protested, causing the other boy to laugh.
"You're such a fool, Seijuu." he said between laughs. "'Butterfly', what a
lie!"
Seijuu shot out his arm, grabbing the boy by the neck.
"I was not lying." he stated emotionlessly, tightening his grasp on his
classmate's throat.
The boy started to gag while Seijuu basically choked him in the middle of the
entire temple.
"Well, d-dammit, Seijuu. I was-- I was just kidding!"
"Tell it to the gods when you see them." Seijuu spat, squeezing the boy's neck untill he heard that
fatal crack of bone, dropping the classmate to his feet.
Seijuu's antagonist let out his final gag, ensanguined froth spraying from his
mouth. With that, the boy stormed from the temple, leaving a shocked audience
behind him
~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~