I don't have that much time so this chapter will be a bit on the short side... gomen nasai (-I'm very sorry)
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[The pharaoh and the....]
"He's so pure" he whispered as he watched the boy leave, he could only think of the boy's face and pure violet eyes as night settled in, surprisingly enough, all the surrounding trees and growth on the ground provided a natural prison for heat, the coldness of the night-desert could not reach into this place, "wherever this place is" he whispered but it didn't matter that much, at the moment, he wanted to know more of the boy, his live image.
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He was awakened by cold water being thrown into his face and he tried to jump up, being jerked back again by the ropes and he gritted his teeth, wondering if he had any skin left on his wrists, "don't you have any manners for your pharaoh?!" he looked up at the waker.
Cold savage eyes bore into his own and for a moment, their eyes were silently fighting to control each other, "shut up!" he turned his head as he was punched in the jaw and he had to close his eyes in pain. At that moment he felt it; it was his change and he smiled as he looked at the savage; supposedly the tribes leader and he showed a feral grin "you just made a big mistake…" he said and the savage frowned at him, watching how a third glowing eye appeared on his forehead, "I'm sending you to the shadow realm!" he growled as the eye radiated a light and the savage was brutally forced from existance, his body changing to dust.
"Stupid weakling..." he gritted his teeth as he started to free himself from the ropes, grabbing the knife that was on the spot where the savage stood and his feet quickly guided the object to his hands, "he should not have angered me" he then looked around and found that it was awfully quiet.
"What?!" he turned around and he widened his eyes, there in front of him... It was the stone from his dreams...
He carefully approached the stone, being on his guard for any traps but it seemed safe enough and he laid his hand on the cold surface, a strong wind suddenly passed over the field and he looked shocked as the entire village faded away along with the stone, making room for his horse, packed and all.
"Ishkaina!" he called as he walked up to the stallion and gently padded its nose, "it's alright" he said and mounted the ride, taking hold of the reins and he looked around, looking for the northern direction, "Back to the palace!" he yelled and missioned the horse to move, finding his royal clothings in a sadlebag and he began to put them on, finishing just in time to see something shoot over the path he was riding; his eyes met violet orbs as he stopped Ishkaina and turned him around, looking at the young boy on the side of the path
"It's you..." He breathed, looking down upon the one who made him stop, unable to say anything more than that.
"I'm sorry! please, please don't hurt me!" the boy stammered, looking up at the man on the horse, noticing how his crimson eyes were staring at him.
"I won't... where is the rest of your village?" he asked, watching how the boy widened his eyes and looked away, not answering, he probably wouldn't know; which meant that the villagers were most probably gone... He looked intensely at the boy before bringing his horse aside and grabbed the other one's arm, "You're coming with me..." he said as he immediately hauled the boy onto Ishkaina's back
"Where are we going then?" the boy with the violet eyes asked, or rather whispered.
"We're going to my palace..." he answered shortly and continued on his way, both of them silent.
He looked over the desert dunes as his horse made his way over the hot sand, they were going in the right direction.
He left the boy to his own thoughts ever since they left the forest, but the desire to know everything from this boy behind him was growing stronger and he finally opened his mouth to speak "what's your name, boy?" he could feel how the boy startled at hearing his voice and it was silent for a long time, "well? don't you have a name?" he remembered that the name was called ones, but he could not remember anymore,
"Yugi... my name is Yugi..." He smiled, game... his name meant game, he could not help but smile at it, it was a most classic village name.
"What is your name?" he narrowed his eyes, no-one ever had the courage to ask him direct questions without any formality, but for some reason, he accepted this boy to neglect those formalities, perhaps because he looked so much like himself.
"I'm Atemu, Pharaoh Atemu, ruler of all upper and lower egypt" he thought that he heard the boy scoff, but it was to soft to hear and instead, the boy answered to him, "why have you taken me with you, Pharaoh?" so the boy had some formality after all....
"Because you'll be my servant, you'll obey my every command" it was strange, but the boy did not even seem to object to such an answer....He, Pharaoh Atemu, was beginning to wonder more and more about his life image as they crossed the desert back to the royal palace.
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Well, I hope to be able to write further soon enough... owh, and there are many people who I would like to honor with this chapter, here they are:
1. Ofcourse, the readers annex reviewers of this and my other stories
2. Shara, my pet rabbit and support (how can a rabbit support? well, she seems to have that power to do so) she brought me back to writing this chapter (story will be dedicated to her)! she's magical I tell you ^__^ You owe this chapter to Her!!
2. But most of all: Kazuki Takahashi, for creating Yu-gi-oh, one of my favorite anime series! Thank you for your gift!
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[The pharaoh and the....]
"He's so pure" he whispered as he watched the boy leave, he could only think of the boy's face and pure violet eyes as night settled in, surprisingly enough, all the surrounding trees and growth on the ground provided a natural prison for heat, the coldness of the night-desert could not reach into this place, "wherever this place is" he whispered but it didn't matter that much, at the moment, he wanted to know more of the boy, his live image.
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He was awakened by cold water being thrown into his face and he tried to jump up, being jerked back again by the ropes and he gritted his teeth, wondering if he had any skin left on his wrists, "don't you have any manners for your pharaoh?!" he looked up at the waker.
Cold savage eyes bore into his own and for a moment, their eyes were silently fighting to control each other, "shut up!" he turned his head as he was punched in the jaw and he had to close his eyes in pain. At that moment he felt it; it was his change and he smiled as he looked at the savage; supposedly the tribes leader and he showed a feral grin "you just made a big mistake…" he said and the savage frowned at him, watching how a third glowing eye appeared on his forehead, "I'm sending you to the shadow realm!" he growled as the eye radiated a light and the savage was brutally forced from existance, his body changing to dust.
"Stupid weakling..." he gritted his teeth as he started to free himself from the ropes, grabbing the knife that was on the spot where the savage stood and his feet quickly guided the object to his hands, "he should not have angered me" he then looked around and found that it was awfully quiet.
"What?!" he turned around and he widened his eyes, there in front of him... It was the stone from his dreams...
He carefully approached the stone, being on his guard for any traps but it seemed safe enough and he laid his hand on the cold surface, a strong wind suddenly passed over the field and he looked shocked as the entire village faded away along with the stone, making room for his horse, packed and all.
"Ishkaina!" he called as he walked up to the stallion and gently padded its nose, "it's alright" he said and mounted the ride, taking hold of the reins and he looked around, looking for the northern direction, "Back to the palace!" he yelled and missioned the horse to move, finding his royal clothings in a sadlebag and he began to put them on, finishing just in time to see something shoot over the path he was riding; his eyes met violet orbs as he stopped Ishkaina and turned him around, looking at the young boy on the side of the path
"It's you..." He breathed, looking down upon the one who made him stop, unable to say anything more than that.
"I'm sorry! please, please don't hurt me!" the boy stammered, looking up at the man on the horse, noticing how his crimson eyes were staring at him.
"I won't... where is the rest of your village?" he asked, watching how the boy widened his eyes and looked away, not answering, he probably wouldn't know; which meant that the villagers were most probably gone... He looked intensely at the boy before bringing his horse aside and grabbed the other one's arm, "You're coming with me..." he said as he immediately hauled the boy onto Ishkaina's back
"Where are we going then?" the boy with the violet eyes asked, or rather whispered.
"We're going to my palace..." he answered shortly and continued on his way, both of them silent.
He looked over the desert dunes as his horse made his way over the hot sand, they were going in the right direction.
He left the boy to his own thoughts ever since they left the forest, but the desire to know everything from this boy behind him was growing stronger and he finally opened his mouth to speak "what's your name, boy?" he could feel how the boy startled at hearing his voice and it was silent for a long time, "well? don't you have a name?" he remembered that the name was called ones, but he could not remember anymore,
"Yugi... my name is Yugi..." He smiled, game... his name meant game, he could not help but smile at it, it was a most classic village name.
"What is your name?" he narrowed his eyes, no-one ever had the courage to ask him direct questions without any formality, but for some reason, he accepted this boy to neglect those formalities, perhaps because he looked so much like himself.
"I'm Atemu, Pharaoh Atemu, ruler of all upper and lower egypt" he thought that he heard the boy scoff, but it was to soft to hear and instead, the boy answered to him, "why have you taken me with you, Pharaoh?" so the boy had some formality after all....
"Because you'll be my servant, you'll obey my every command" it was strange, but the boy did not even seem to object to such an answer....He, Pharaoh Atemu, was beginning to wonder more and more about his life image as they crossed the desert back to the royal palace.
******
Well, I hope to be able to write further soon enough... owh, and there are many people who I would like to honor with this chapter, here they are:
1. Ofcourse, the readers annex reviewers of this and my other stories
2. Shara, my pet rabbit and support (how can a rabbit support? well, she seems to have that power to do so) she brought me back to writing this chapter (story will be dedicated to her)! she's magical I tell you ^__^ You owe this chapter to Her!!
2. But most of all: Kazuki Takahashi, for creating Yu-gi-oh, one of my favorite anime series! Thank you for your gift!