Chapter 1- Slaves to Slavery.

Singing sounded off of the walls of the kitchen as two girls went about their job of washing and drying the dishes after Lunch. The singing came from the girl who was drying, she had light brown hair with natural highlights and her eyes were green with flecks of crimson and amber so they gave the look of a forest on fire. Her face was soft, she didn't look like one to get into a fight and her slim figure came from all the work she did and the lack of food she got.

The second one was humming along to the tune, she had blond hair that hung around her shoulders, her eyes were a blue that could rival that of the great Nile, her features looked soft and calm at first glance but if you looked a little closer you could see that something was troubling her. She was also thing from work and lack of food. Both girls were darkly tanned from spending their lives in the sun and their hair was in good need for a brushing and their faces in need of a wash, but you could not expect much more than this, as they were not royalty, but slaves. The singing seemed to make the job seem much more fun and enjoyable that it would have been if they had have just been standing there doing nothing but the job.

The first girl stoped singing and asked "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Don't you know what day today is?" she replied with another question.

"Um…Monday?" the first girl replied.

"Casey" the second girl said with a sigh, "Today is the day that we get picked by one of the royals to be their personal slave for 3 months…Doesn't that bother you...at all?" she finished.

"Well…. no, not really because I hadn't thought about it very much, so no I'm not worried, you shouldn't be either Selena," the girl now known as Casey said as she put down the plate she was drying, "what makes you think that we would get picked any way, its always one of the 'sexier' looking girls that get picked for this sort of thing, no biggie."

"I guess, but still I've got a bad feeling about this." Selena said and went back to cleaning.

Yami sat around in the throne room as his father and his high priests and priestesses. They were discussing a growing problem, the thief Bakura, he had not yet been caught, and he just kept slipping through their fingers, like water.

The High priestess Isis feared that something bad would happen to the pharaoh and his son, Yami and it might end in the worst possible way. The meeting went on and Yami was bored out of his mind, sure he'd have to do this job soon, but right now it was boring him, it soon finished and high priestess Isis and some of the other priests along with Yami's father left and Yami and Seth began talking about the happenings of later that day, the choosing of their personal slave.

The time of the choosing came and the guards in charge of the slaves hurried them towards the main room of the palace, one of the guards with light brown hair and green eyes winked at Casey and Selena as they rushed passed him, Casey smiled back at her older brother as she rushed passed.

"SLAVES," a strong voice rang through out the hall, "You are to all stand still in your line until one of you have been assigned to each of us." The cold-eyed high priest Seth commanded.

First up at choosing was of course the prince, Yami. He walked along the line of girls inspecting each thoroughly. They all just looked like common slaves none of them seemed special in anyway at all, until he got to one girl, there was a strange energy force coming from her. But she was a mere slave it couldn't be possible, he decided to look more into it and what better way than making her his slave,

"You come with me" he said strongly

"What?" she said confused looking around to see if she had made a mistake and he wasn't talking to her but someone else, nop no mistake.

"Did you not hear me?" he said getting annoyed that she had spoken back to him.

"I'm sorry I thought you were talking to some one else and…" she trailed of at the annoyed look on his face, "Ok im coming" she said soon following him out of the room but just before she left she stoped turned around to face her friend and shrugged then once again following the future Pharaoh out of the room.

"So slave what is your name?" Yami asked with a smirk, the girl shivered she hated being called slave,

"Its Casey." She said through clenched teeth, "and don't expect me to call you master or anything degrading like that…your highness." Casey made a quick save there.

"You're a slave, what's more degrading with that?" he asked continuing his way down the hall Casey following behind him fuming 'ass' she muttered under her breath so he could not hear, but she had to admit that he did have a point.

It was now the newest High priest to choose his slave, he walked up and down the line of girls and couldn't find one to his liking until he noticed one girl, she seemed to have a different aurora to the others, a stronger force, one that said shed be harder to scare and harder to break, perfect he had always loved a challenge, "You slave what is your name?" he demanded rather than asked the girl.

"Its Selena." She said with out an ounce of fear, nervousness or worry on her face, in fact she looked bored; well Seth would give her something to do.

"Ok, Selena you're coming with me." He said and grabbed her wrist and pulled her from the room, dragging her behind him as he walked towards his room, where there was plenty of cleaning to keep her un-bored.