Thanx to my reviewers
Saniya Star- Yay my first reviewer thanx to your advice I changed the first chapter a bit so it kinda elaborates on the prolouge ******************************************************************
But I'm getting ahead of myself. As you know Yugi was two when his parents died, so he had grown up on a farm with his grandpa. He had a great life their and was well taken care of and loved. His grandfather wasn't the richest man so he couldn't buy everything for his favourite and only grandson but he did try to make him happy.
One Day he came down with a horrible fever, Yugi ran to get the doctor that lived in the market place. The doctor came right away to see Yugi's grandpa, but their was nothing he could do. The only thing that could cure him was in the sole possession of the pharaoh, in case he was sick. Their was nothing to do but wait and see if he could pull through or if he would die.
A few weeks later Yugi woke up and went to his grandpa's room. He tried to shake him awake and when he didn't move Yugi noticed he wasn't breathing. Yugi ran and got the doctor who pronounced him dead, and the next day he was buried and the farm was sold. What little money yugi had from selling the farm went to bury his grandpa. Poor little Yugi was found without a guardian or a place to live.
He gathered up a few clothes in a little sack and walked to the market place hoping to find someone to take him in. At about the tenth house he realized this was no easy task. Everyone had either a lot of kids or not enough money to spare on him. However they weren't completely heartless and did give him some food to last him if he happened not to find a place to live.
He had just reached the centre of town when it was starting to get dark. He decided to knock on one more house before he slept in the street for the night. He picked the blacksmith, only Ra knows why, he didn't think he would find a home here considering he wouldn't be much of a help. But he knocked and asked very nicely if he would take him in since his grandfather had just died and he had no where to go. The blacksmith just stared at the short skinny boy standing in front of him. Finally after being caught up in his thoughts, the smith agreed. He had always wanted a son, and he couldn't find a wife to give him one. It isn't everyday that your wish walks right up to your door asking to live there. They were both very happy.
Yugi and the blacksmith lived a great life together. If there was no delivery's to be made, then Yugi would spend the day watching the blacksmith- who he had come to know as his father-make weapons and horseshoes out of metal.
*Five years later*
It was a week before Yugi's birthday when his "Dad" sent him out on a delivery to another village. He couldn't wait to get back and celebrate his sixteenth birthday.
One day after a delivery Yugi came home to men running around the village and burning houses to the ground. Instead of running away and hiding like he probably should have done he ran home to make sure his "father" was ok. What he saw when he came home was awful. His "father lay in a pool of blood on the floor. Yugi kneeled next to him and cried. If he had only been there he could have helped his "father". Suddenly he heard a commotion behind him, and two men came in. They saw him kneeling on the floor and smiled to one another licking their lips. He was the perfect one to make them lots of money, they also didn't think he would put up much of a struggle. Boy were they Wrong.
As they approached him Yugi suddenly jumped to his feet and pushed past them, and ran through the door. He ran down an alley and hid. He thought if only he could out wait them then he would be safe. He heard them run by the alley in their search for him, but he didn't hear the man that had come up behind him. He was knocked on the back of the head with something hard and fell unconscious.
When he awoke he was in the back of a wagon, with his hands chained together in a cage. When he looked around he saw other kids his age and younger, chained up as well just they were walking behind the wagon. As he looked farther down the road he saw the remains of his village, no one had been left alive, not even his dear old "Dad".
****************************************************************** That's where I'll end it for now Remember please read and review The more reviews the faster the updates (hopefully)
Saniya Star- Yay my first reviewer thanx to your advice I changed the first chapter a bit so it kinda elaborates on the prolouge ******************************************************************
But I'm getting ahead of myself. As you know Yugi was two when his parents died, so he had grown up on a farm with his grandpa. He had a great life their and was well taken care of and loved. His grandfather wasn't the richest man so he couldn't buy everything for his favourite and only grandson but he did try to make him happy.
One Day he came down with a horrible fever, Yugi ran to get the doctor that lived in the market place. The doctor came right away to see Yugi's grandpa, but their was nothing he could do. The only thing that could cure him was in the sole possession of the pharaoh, in case he was sick. Their was nothing to do but wait and see if he could pull through or if he would die.
A few weeks later Yugi woke up and went to his grandpa's room. He tried to shake him awake and when he didn't move Yugi noticed he wasn't breathing. Yugi ran and got the doctor who pronounced him dead, and the next day he was buried and the farm was sold. What little money yugi had from selling the farm went to bury his grandpa. Poor little Yugi was found without a guardian or a place to live.
He gathered up a few clothes in a little sack and walked to the market place hoping to find someone to take him in. At about the tenth house he realized this was no easy task. Everyone had either a lot of kids or not enough money to spare on him. However they weren't completely heartless and did give him some food to last him if he happened not to find a place to live.
He had just reached the centre of town when it was starting to get dark. He decided to knock on one more house before he slept in the street for the night. He picked the blacksmith, only Ra knows why, he didn't think he would find a home here considering he wouldn't be much of a help. But he knocked and asked very nicely if he would take him in since his grandfather had just died and he had no where to go. The blacksmith just stared at the short skinny boy standing in front of him. Finally after being caught up in his thoughts, the smith agreed. He had always wanted a son, and he couldn't find a wife to give him one. It isn't everyday that your wish walks right up to your door asking to live there. They were both very happy.
Yugi and the blacksmith lived a great life together. If there was no delivery's to be made, then Yugi would spend the day watching the blacksmith- who he had come to know as his father-make weapons and horseshoes out of metal.
*Five years later*
It was a week before Yugi's birthday when his "Dad" sent him out on a delivery to another village. He couldn't wait to get back and celebrate his sixteenth birthday.
One day after a delivery Yugi came home to men running around the village and burning houses to the ground. Instead of running away and hiding like he probably should have done he ran home to make sure his "father" was ok. What he saw when he came home was awful. His "father lay in a pool of blood on the floor. Yugi kneeled next to him and cried. If he had only been there he could have helped his "father". Suddenly he heard a commotion behind him, and two men came in. They saw him kneeling on the floor and smiled to one another licking their lips. He was the perfect one to make them lots of money, they also didn't think he would put up much of a struggle. Boy were they Wrong.
As they approached him Yugi suddenly jumped to his feet and pushed past them, and ran through the door. He ran down an alley and hid. He thought if only he could out wait them then he would be safe. He heard them run by the alley in their search for him, but he didn't hear the man that had come up behind him. He was knocked on the back of the head with something hard and fell unconscious.
When he awoke he was in the back of a wagon, with his hands chained together in a cage. When he looked around he saw other kids his age and younger, chained up as well just they were walking behind the wagon. As he looked farther down the road he saw the remains of his village, no one had been left alive, not even his dear old "Dad".
****************************************************************** That's where I'll end it for now Remember please read and review The more reviews the faster the updates (hopefully)
