Harro everyone! i hope everyone's doin' well! i see that i left many people confused at to what is going on. But you'll see! just wait for a few chapters and everythang will be revealed! so please be paitent! also i apologize for coming to strong on ya! hope this help! eNjoY!

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Chapter 2: The Beginning of the Truth

SEVERAL YEARS PASSED after that. And now I stand a few feet behind my uncle, who stood in the center of the field, blind-folded. Waiting.

I looked across the field and caught my friend creeping behind the bushes. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "You're gonna get caught, " I whispered.

I smiled as I saw an opening, I ran out and raised my sword, "HAAAAA!" I yelled.

My uncle flinched but moved away just in time to avoid my blow, "Tch!" I said. And raised my sword again but it was blocked by my uncle.

"Juu!" Sy said, as he raised his hands, which were forming a light blue smoke.

"Not now Sy!" I yelled as I ducked another blow from my uncle. "ARGH!" my uncle yelled.

He aimed between my legs, by I spread them before he could chop anything from under there. "Phew!" I gasped in relief, then I laughed.

Uncle then tried to aim at my stomach, "NOW, SY!" I yelled.

Sy took no time to hesitate, he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a blast of light.

My uncle was on the floor frozen under Sy's spell.

"WOOHOO!" I yelled. "Holy crap! We did it, Sy!" I laughed.

Sy came slowly out of the bushes, and looked worriedly at my Uncle on the floor, "Is…is he alright?"

"Pfft! 'course he is!" I said, "Unfreeze him, you'll see."

Sy nodded and Uncle immediately gasped, "WOAH!" he said, "Did you see that? You guys caught me off guard!" he laughed.

I punched Sy on the shoulder, "See, Sy? What I's tell ya?"

Sy nodded and gave a small smile.

Ok, I think it's time I tell ya what's going on here. My name is Judai, and I just finished training with my Uncle Mokuba and my best friend/cousin, Syrus. And, you guess it, which is short for Sy.

I helped my uncle off the ground.

"Master Judai!" a voice called. I looked up at the sky and groaned as I saw a maid come towards us.

"Master Judai!" she called again. I nodded, "Yes?" I said. The maid bowed in my presence, and said, "Y-your father wishes to see you!" she said nervously.

I frowned, I turned to Uncle and Sy, and then back to her, "Do…do I HAVE to?" I whined.

The maid nodded, "It's best not to let His Majesty wait, sire." She suggested. What does he want now? I wondered. I sighed, "FINE!" I groaned, "See ya later guys!"

LATERS…

The maid lead me to the hallway but stopped a few rooms before his, she bowed and walked away.

Normally, according to Servant's Guide to Serve the Royal Family section blah, blah, blah…a servant is supposed to escort their master's unless they were dismissed.

But she didn't, and I don't blame her, because my dad's a dragon.

And no, before you think wrong of me, let me explain that I'm not saying anything like, "Man, my old man's a jerk!" or "I hate my dad!"

No, I mean it. Quite literally, actually.

My dad IS a dragon. My father is King Seto Kaiba. And a dragon,yes, with fangs and claws and stuff. Which is why no one wants to go near him. Dragons are known to be cunning and very cold-hearted. They're not really known to have any sense of feelings they only think with cold, hard logic.

Which is why they're the WORST conversationalist EVER! That's why I was hesitant to come in the first place. I mean, my dad's cool. But I just hate our awkward conversations.

I opened the door slowly and stepped inside, "You called for me, Pops?" I said.

My father glared at me with his cold blue eyes, I smiled. My father hates it when I call him "Pops".

I took my usual seat in front of my dad's. My father took his sip from his usual tea, "Begin," he said. I groaned. You see, every day, my dad hold this 'afternoon talk' with me. But we're not really talking…it's mostly me telling my dad how my day went.

"Uh…." I began, "Where do I start?" Father raised an eyebrow, "From the beginning of course…" he said.

Right…

"Uh…so today I woke up….and I went into the bathroom and brushed…" my father cut me off, "You know what I mean," he said hard. I sighed, "Well, tell me how was your day, " I said.

My father nodded, "It was….adequate…" he said.

"Aaaaannnnnd?" I said urging him to go on.

My father gave me a look that meant he was becoming impatient. So I said, "Ok….uh…today I learned about our country's history….and about Grandpa…"I stopped.

Father nodded, not bothering to ask what is it I found interesting so I continued, I told him about the rest of my lessons.

"And the after lunch I spared with Uncle Mokuba and Sy….and….that's about it," I concluded.

My father nodded, "Very good," he said. He took another sip from his tea. I continued to sit, waiting for him to dismiss me, but he wasn't dismissing me. Which troubled me a lot.

"Uh…Dad?" I said after a few moments, "Are…are you forgetting something?"

Father looked at me again, his eyes seemed to be absorbing my face, as if he was reading a book. He seemed to be wondering if I was interesting or not.

He finally spoke, "You have your mother's face," he said.

I nearly choked on the air I was breathing, "Wh-what?!" I say pretending I didn't hear right, "Excuse me?"

I was flabbergasted! How DARE my dad say I look…feminine! Before I could say, "I don't look like a woman! I'm MANLY AS HELL!"

My father continued, "You have her eyes, her lips…her cheeks…..your face has nothing that belongs to me. Except the nose, I apologize that it flares when you're emotionally stressed. Or smell something ….bad."

"And my hair…" He continued, "Without that ridiculous highlight your hair would resemble mine,"

I smile sheepishly at him, "Uh…yeah….sorry about that…"

He continued to stare at me like I'm some sort of portrait, I was getting uncomfortable so I glanced at the floor.

He suddenly took hold of my chin and moved my face side to side, "You used to resemble me so much. Now you grew out of my face and grew into your mothers…"

He glared at my hair. I smirk; I find it funny of how much it annoys him.

I think it's time I tell you how my hair came to be. As my dad had mentioned my hair DOES resemble the brown locks my dad seems so fond of. And yeah, I did have my father's hair style and I DID resemble him a lot when I was a kid.

But then there came this, uh….incident where my hair changed permanently. You see, Sy and I went to go exploring the nearby forest that surrounds my castle. Well, one day, Sy and I found this really spooky looking cave and I wanted to go and explore it.

But Sy was all scared and stuff.

Yeah, I think I should explain what Sy is as well. Sy is actually the son of my mother's family Official Sage, Yugi. Which means that Sy is a sorcerer. But don't get too impressed, Sy is actually scared of his own powers.

Anyways, so Sy was scared and I insisted that we go in. A thing to remember about sorcerers; NEVER and I mean NEVER let a sorcerer get scared! It misses up their powers!

So we went in, and then…let say that something scared the bajebus out of Sy which causes an explosion which changed my hair forever.

I came home later that day, and my hair was half gone, and most of it was in smoke. My dad….HA! I've never in my life seen my father so surprised! It takes a LOT to get my dad! He's a dragon, and dragons don't get surprise often. He raised an eyebrow and said, "You went to the cave, didn't you?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yes,"

"Even when you knew Syrus would get scared and will unable to control his powers?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yes,"

He shook his head, "Your stupidity never ceases to amaze me," he said.

And that was that.

Since then my hair has been shaggy, with a lighter shade of brown on my head.

So father suddenly stared at the window then back at me, "Judai," he began. Judai. My father is the only person who calls me by my full name, never by nickname, Juu.

"Have you ever wondered how you came to be?" my father finished.

I swallowed and shook my head, "Ah, NO DAD! Gross! I don't wanna know about that!" I shuddered. Mother of God! Why would my dad want me to know about….about…ewwww!

Father rolled his eyes, "No, you simpleton, I meant, WHY you were born." He said.

I blinked, "Well dad," I said slowly, "I know that when two people love each other VERY much…" Do-do I HAVE to explain it to Dad that I got the memo?

Father cut me off, "It was because of a prophecy," This caught my attention.

"A what?"

"A prophecy," Father continued. "It was prophesized before your mother was born, that a child of hers will one day grow up and destroy a warlock."

I laugh, "Dad, I never knew you were a romantic!" I say, although my father has mentioned to me that he never had feelings for my mother. Sometimes he confesses to me that he wants her presence.

My smile turned into a frown as I saw my father's lips curve into a thin line, "I am not joking," he said.

"You, are that child. You are meant to kill a warlock. You are that child of prophecy." Father said.

Me? A child of prophecy? No-no way! I can't be some chosen guy. I mean-I mean…dad must be joking right?

But he wasn't…dad NEVER kids. Then again…I stared at him and I asked, "What's that suppose to mean?"

Father raised his eyebrow, "It means what I said. You are meant to destroy a warlock."

No, that can't be true.

"But-but I'm just a kid!" I say. Well, technically that's not true…I'm actually going to be 17 in a couple of months or so. But still. I'm just…well, me.

"I'm just….Judai Kaiba. That's it. I'm no Child of Prophecy. I'm just…" I didn't have any more to say.

"You have no confidence in yourself?" Father finished for me, "you don't believe that you could hold so much responsibility?" Damn, dragons were good. Dad got me right on the spot.

He nodded, "I wondered about that myself," he admitted, "When I met your mother, despite knowing what I am, she fell for me. And she bore me a child." He turned to me, "Who exactly are you, Judai Kaiba? What makes you so special?"

I had no idea. That's all I knew. I was just…Judai Kaiba, next in line for the throne. I'm just a regular prince. There's nothing special about me.

But why now? Why was father telling me this now? And what of this 'warlock'? Why do I have to kill him? What has this warlock done to me that well, that makes me want to kill him?

At this my father smirked, "It is almost the time when the prophecy said you'd kill him," I nearly choked on my air, damn! Was Dad reading my mind?!

"This 'warlock' believe it or not, actually curse you mother." He said. Ok, my dad REALLY is reading my mind.

Father sighed, "I do wonder about that." I turned to him, "About what?"

"Why was it me?" Father continued, "Why did your mother had to fall for me? Why did she bore my child? A child of a heartless dragon?" he asked. "Sometimes, those trivial things perplex me," he said.

"Dad…" I began, " you can't command the heart….or, a least that's what Aunt Mai says."

Father shook his head, "You don't understand. You were born FROM me, a dragon. My abilities….i think have passed on to you." He said.

I raised an eyebrow, "So…" I began slowly, "You're saying that….that I'm part human….and dragon?"

Father nodded, "It makes sense, does it not?" True, I had to admit what father said makes sense. But there's one thing I just had to ask.

"And what of my mother?"

YO! i hope some things got cleared up and junk! so what of this 2nd chappie? Still confused? hate it or WTF? andyways! read n' review! ;D