Thank you legendary bunny! Thanks for the suggestion and review! I'll definately think about that and will possibly write a fic to go along with this one that centers around Bakura!
N.e.ways, on with the fic!
((flashback))
A light breeze blew as the desert sun set in the sand. Egypt was a beautiful sight at this time.
A 6-year-old girl ran through the village, being chased by a boy, a spiky-white haired boy that was one year older than her. Her royal purple locks flying out behind her, wildly.
She knew she could lose him, but let him chase her because she had nothing to do, otherwise. Her bare feet were hurting her now. The little girl saw her home and headed that way.
Then, she heard the one sound she was dreading to hear. Her mother's scream of pain and horror. It traveled to the girl's ears and rang in her head for who knows how long.
The girl stopped abruptly, upon hearing the woman's scream. The boy stopped behind her, hearing it, too.
The girl inched forward, slowly, feeling the boy's body heat behind her.
When the girl reached the door, she pressed her body to the wall and peeked inside. What she saw was horrifying to her young eyes.
Her mother was on the floor, bleeding badly. She was pleading with the man standing over her, her husband. The man was enraged and, by the looks of it, about to kill the woman on the floor.
The girl gasped and moved away from the door, her eyes wide. She looked to see the boy watching her with a knowing expression on his features.
"Bakura, he's killing her!" The girl said in Egyptian, in a high squeaking voice.
"Shh! There's nothing we can do, unless you want to die, too!" Bakura replied with a stern face.
"I'm scared." She whispered, and the white-haired boy hugged her tightly and whispered calming words in Egyptian in her ear.
((end flashback))
Jade sat in her Soul Room, silently crying at the unwanted memory. That very memory had haunted her from the day it happened, on.
She was on her knees, bending over with her tears falling to the floor. The tears were rolling down her cheeks in small streams.
The memory of that day, playing over and over in her mind. Her mental stature was very fragile at the moment and if anyone had known anything about her or something and try to kick her while she was down, they would've succeeded in destroying any sanity she had left.
((Are you okay, Jade?)) Jada asked, timidly through their mental connection.
((Why wouldn't I be, mortal?)) Jade asked harshly, not wanting anyone to know how weak she was at the moment.
((Just asking.)) Jada said, cutting the link.
'I can't let anyone know about this! Ever!' Jade mused, getting up shakily.
Jade stood in the middle of the room and her eyes darkened and clouded. Her lips stretched in an evil smirk.
"Time to pay a visit to my pets." Jade said, slowly fading into the darkness.
