There are some people who exist on this earth that have a name that fits them perfectly. Know anyone like that? Or perhaps you know someone who doesn't fit their name at all, and had better get a name change the day they turn eighteen.
The name 'Raine' is English in origin and means 'wise ruler'. The bearer of this name (and it could be either a boy or a girl) was the exact opposite of the meaning of 'Raine', or so the bearer thought.
Raine was a girl with short blonde hair, cut like a boy's. She had green eyes with orange sunbursts erupting from her pupils like Mount Vesuvius; one could say that they were hazel. Raine lived in a country where it did not rain much at all, and everyone she came upon always thought that her name was an ironic pun made to be laughed at throughout all of Egypt; for that was where Raine lived.
Raine was seventeen years old and lived with her stepbrother, who was twenty-four. Sef wasn't the nicest man to have around, as he despised his stepsister with all his puny, stone cold heart. The only reason why Sef permitted Raine to live in the house was because he had made a promise to his dying father to 'always protect his little Raine'. Sef, whose name means 'yesterday', was often thinking of yesterday; what he could have done yesterday; what today would be like if today was yesterday. Sef rarely, if ever, thought about tomorrow. Being this kind of person, he clung to beer bottles like a child does to its teddy bear during an August thunderstorm.
Due to her stepbrother's habitual drunkenness, Raine was quite agile in the respect that she could dodge broken bottles, punches and kicks like the best fighter in a martial art's class. Though it had taken time to learn, Raine was a good fighter and now had a reputation for being able to kick anyone's arse straight through to the next flooding of the Nile, should anyone want to challenge her.
Raine still went to school, getting high marks without even trying that much. She always excelled at anything and everything she tried and had an inextinguishable spirit that her stepbrother, no matter how hard he tried, had never managed to stifle.
Raine had never considered herself wise, nor was she ever the ruler of much. The events that would occur in the seventeenth year of her life would prove otherwise.
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Aeth: Well, there's the beginning. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh by the way. Please review dudes!!!