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Chapter 3:Judai Kaiba

"AND WHAT OF MY mother?" I asked. Father, who had gotten up from his seat and stood in front of the balcony, then turned to me and asked, "What of your mother?"

I blushed, I couldn't help it. I've always wanted to know about my mom, but it's like every time I ask everybody wants to keep quiet about. Almost like they didn't want me to know…or they just thought that it would hurt me to know about her.

My bottom lip trembled, "I mean, I…I want to know what….she was like…what-how did she look like…"I stopped, I couldn't continue.

Father stared at me for a few seconds, then he turned back to face the balcony, putting his attention to the garden below him.

I sighed, I knew it. I glanced sadly at the floor. He wasn't going to tell me. Of all the people who I'd thought for sure my dad would be the one. For as long as I lived, my dad never lied to me. He didn't keep it a secret that he killed my mother.

"Childlike," Father said after a few moments, I looked up, "What?" I say uncertainly.

"Your mother…" Father replied, his back still turned, "she was childlike, innocent….a tad bit naïve." He nodded, "And yes, many would consider your mother…beautiful."

No matter how many times Dad tells me he killed mother, for some reason, I can't bring myself to believe it. The way Father describes Mom….it's almost like he cared-no, it sounds like Dad maybe had tolerated her.

"And you?" I asked, "Did you think Mom was hot?"

Father finally turned to me, and confessed, "She was pleasing to look at."

"Huh," I say.

Father had this faraway look on his face, "The most remarkable thing I could say about your mother is her voice. Enchanting, soft….almost haunting, you could say." He closed his eyes, like her was recalling her voice; "Once you listen to her you can't get her voice out of your head."

Father stood in front of me and then said, "To answer your question, it was never my intention to kill your mother. But…" he sighed, "It's not common for my kind….to-to breed."

His kind? Oh, he means dragons.

He closed his eyes and sighed again, "We are normally solitary creatures and we live for many, many years. Once your mother was in labor, my animalistic instinct took over."

I nodded, "Yeah," I say, "You told me,"

"But why?" I found myself blurting out, "Why did you keep her, if…well, you didn't like her?"

Father leaned into my face, "That reason is only between your mother and I." he straightened himself, and said, "Pegasus, you may come in,"

Pegasus, my tutor and father's only servant, came in only a piece of parchment, "You Highness," he said bowing, "A letter has arrived from the Great Council," he said.

He gave the parchment to Father, "They wish for you to attend their annual meeting,"

I groan. This so called "Great Council" is basically an annual meeting between old farts-excuse me, I mean KINGS of other nearby countries that have formed an alliance with other countries and my Dad's. I've been there a couple of time to for fill my 'princely' duties, and let me tell ya. It AIN'T worth it. Most of the time the old timers spend most of their time yelling, snoring or talking non-stop about issues concerning their kingdoms. If you think girls talk too much, try going to one of these "Great Council" meetings and you will see that there's no competition here. These old dudes can talk.

Due to the circumstances of Dad being a dragon and all, nobody wants to have him around. Although nobody will say it, but everyone's scared of my Father, and there are kings there don't really consider Father as king since he isn't human. But being a dragon has its perks, Dad has no emotion whatsoever which makes him completely unbiased towards anyone, he can think logically and with reason without getting anyone ticked off. Father always makes decisions that make everyone happy.

"I see," Father said as he finished reading the parchment, he turned to me, "Judai, you will go in my place to the council," he said.

"Say WHAT?!" I cried. Me? Go to the Council all by MYSELF?!

"D-Dad!" I began; I laughed nervously, "You-you can't be serious, right? I mean…"

But Father cut me off, "Judai, you know very well that those men do not want me there. You are now close to becoming of age, you will one day rule this Kingdom after I'm long gone…"

"But Dad!" It was my turn to cut Father off, "You're a FREAKING dragon! B-besides! Uh…they sent YOU the invitation meaning it's got to be something very bad! All the reason you gotta go!"

Father glared at me, "Judai," he said, "My patience is going thin. You will go in my place."

I sighed. I had lost the argument.

THE NEXT DAY…

The good news, Father said I could bring along Sy. Bad news, I still had to friggin' go to the Council.

I groaned for the millionth time for today as I sat on the carriage waiting for Sy to get on and have our things up and loaded.

"Come on Juu," Sy said as he took his seat next to me, "It's probably not that bad,"

I raised an eyebrow, "Sy, you poor innocent kid…" Sy has never been to these Councils.

"I thought for sure your Uncle Mokuba would come with us," Sy said as he glanced back to the castle as if he was waiting for Uncle to come out any moment. I shook my head, "Nah, he said he had other stuff to do. Besides, Uncle gets motion sickness when we're on the carriage."

Sy's face turned red, remembering last time's incident, "Oh….yeah…"

I placed my feet up on the empty seats in front of us, "Man, this sucks," I say.

"This…this is big Juu, I mean, your Dad's letting you go on one of the most important gatherings out there. Don't…"Sy's face became worried, "Do you feel the pressure coming on to you? The fact that you're going to be King soon?"

I yawned, "Nope,"

Sy blinked, "You're unbelievable." He said.

I shrugged, "It's not like I ever wanted to be King." I say. Sy nodded.

I frowned, "But…it's not like I don't care or anything…" My mind kept going back at how Father said I was meant to kill some crazy wizard…isn't that enough on my plate already? But why? Why am I meant to kill this wizard? There was nothing special about me, at least…other than the fact I'm flawless but still, I'm just a normal guy.

Then there was the fact that I'm also part dragon. This might sound silly, but it had never occurred to me that I'm part dragon. I mean, I knew that dad's a dragon and all and genes pass on. But it never clicked that I'm also part dragon. What does that mean, though? Being part dragon? As long as I lived, I've never did anything dragon like.

It's just as my dad asked me; who is Judai Kaiba?

Uh yeh, that's all i got for now. I see now that y'all got everything cleared up. Sorry for being unclear about things. Anyways, read n' review! w