A/N: Edit. I semi redid this chapter. There are a few parts that are different but over all its the same.

Amon's p.o.v.

I was playing with my best friend, Nearta. Nearta was only two but I didn't care. Akil was Nearta's big brother. Akil and Nearta were the only two kids that would play with me, since the rest of the clan treated me like a Princess (which in a way she was). Nearta and I were playing dolls at the moment; the dolls lived in a little sand house that I had made myself. Nearta would get bored easily so we couldn't spend more than a few minutes playing one thing.

"Amon play house?" Nearta talked pretty well for a two year old and walked even better.

"Sure." I smiled, put the dolls away and took Nearta's hand.

Together we walked to a small house that our fathers had made for us. My mother had helped decorate it. Inside was a small kitchen, a table, and in the back there was a bedroom.

"You're the mommy, I'm the baby." Nearta said and sat down at the table.

"Okay. Sweetheart would you like some milk?" I asked getting into my role.

"No thank you mommy." Nearta giggled, "When will daddy get home?" she asked sweetly

"I don't know sweetheart, he should be home soon." I said just as…

"Honey I'm home." Akil called coming in, I jumped in surprise.

"Daddy!" Nearta yelled and jumped on him.

Akil laughed and picked Nearta up. "You've gotten big." He remarked

"You're home early." I gave him a quick hug

"No mommy you're supposed to kiss him." Nearta giggled again.

I blushed a bit. I quickly kissed his cheek and turned away.

"Oh please 'mommy' you can do better then that." Akil whispered leaning closer

"Ew, no daddy don't eat mommy!" Nearta exclaimed

"Okay, sweetheart. Now is dinner ready?" Akil let me go

"Oh um almost." I stuttered still stunned from what just happened.

"Good I am starving." Akil joked, I giggled

"Okay 'daddy' I'll have dinner ready in a jiffy." I pretended to cook something on our fake stove.

"Smells delicious."

I smiled, even though it was all pretend it still made me feel happy.

"Now before we sit down to eat. I want to show you something." Akil said.

He led usoutside and pointed to the sky. It was lit up with pinks, yellows, oranges and reds.

"Whoa," I breathed

"It's pretty, isn't it?" Akil picked up Nearta and pulled me close.

"Not as pretty as mommy!" Nearta exclaimed

I laughed, for a moment it felt as if we were a family.

"Now let's got have some dinner."

We walked back inside and sat down at the table. I put plates on the table and everyone started eating.

"So what have you two been up to today?" Akil asked

"Well we—" I was cut off by screams and horses coming from outside.

We ran out of the house, only to find a whole legion of horses and the Pharaoh was with them.

"Amon, go find your parents." Akil took Nearta's hand "Now!"

I nodded and took off in the direction of my house, Mother stood outside.

"Amon, come here sweetie!" she called

I ran into her arms "What's going on Mommy?" I asked frightened

"I don't know sweetheart, I don't know." She answered,

"By order of me, the Pharaoh, everyone in this town is banished for treason!" the Pharaoh boomed.

The whole village gasped and whispered among each other. I heard a few ask how the Pharaoh heard about their plan. I shrank back and held Mother tightly. She handed me to Daddy and stepped forwards.

"No,you can't! We have families, where will we go?" she yelled

"Lillith, Queen of the StarSpirit Clan. Where is your husband?"

"That's none of your business, Pharaoh!" Lillith barked

"Mommy!" I yelled. I tried to run forwards but Daddy held me back.

"Thief King Bakura, I order you to come out!" the Pharaoh called

Mother went to protect Daddy again but Daddy stopped her.

"No Lillith, you've done enough." he said

"B-but Bakura-" Lillith started

"It's alright." Daddy whispered, he stepped forwards. "Take me but don't hurt these people!"

"You are arrested and these people are banished!" the Pharaoh yelled

"No Daddy!"

I tackled Daddy, I held on to him tightly, tears rolling down my face.

"Don't go." I whispered

"Amon, be good girl." Daddy kissed my forehead. "Take care of your mother."

"Daddy," I whimpered as Mother pulled me back.

I closed my eyes as the guards grabbed Daddy and chained him up. I could still hear the groans of my father as the guards beat him. I fell to my knees.

"No," I whispered "No!"

I stood up and confronted the Pharaoh

"Stop this! We have done nothing wrong!" I yelled

"Oh really and what will you do about it little girl?" the Pharaoh growled at me.

"I um well," I stuttered

"No, Amon stay back." Mother came and pulled me away "there's nothing you can do." She whispered

"Just as I thought. Now burn it all! Burn it all to the ground!" the Pharaoh thundered.

The guards split up and ignited house or what ever was in reach. My eyes widened in fear as our small village went up in flames. Screams and cries filled the air.

"No," I whispered

"Father! What are you doing?"

I looked up as another voice pierced the air. A boy a bit older than me rode up, he was wearing a dark blue cloak that hid his face from view.

"Atem! What are you doing here?" the Pharaoh yelled.

"Why are you burning their village down?" the boy asked

"Listen to me my son, this doesn't concern you." the Pharaoh reported

"Can't you see that you are hurting these people?" the boy gestured to everyone around me before pausing on me.

"Atem, this doesn't concern you. You need to go back to the palace." the Pharaoh said

For a split-second we locked eyes, I noticed they were a vibrant violet. I pulled away from my mother and yelled.

"Please help us!"

I was kicked to the ground by a guard.

"Who gave you the right to address the Prince of Egypt, brat?"

I groaned in pain and pushed myself up off the ground.

"No! Don't hurt her!" the Prince yelled

"Come on Atem, we're leaving." the Pharaoh pulled the Prince's horse away.

"But Father!" the Prince started

"No, we are leaving! There's nothing you can do." his fathersaid

"I'm sorry," the Prince said before riding off.

I struggled to my feet and watched him ride off, Mother collapsed to the ground as they dragged Daddy away. I glanced at Mother and felt tears well up in myown eyes. I glanced back up at the group as my vision was engulfed in flames.

I woke up with a start, Iwiped the tears from my eyes and slid out of bed. I climbed out my window and climbed to the top of the cave. It had all been a nightmare, at least that's what I wished. That dreadful night had occurred four years ago, when I was only four. It was a night I wished I never had to relive but the nightmares would continue to plague my mind. the only thing that kept me sane was the boy that tried to help us. The boy with bright violet eyes, Ihad never seen such vibrant eyes. I shook my head, I shouldn't have such thoughts. I was born to take down the Pharaoh not fall in love with his son, Motherwould go mad. Then again she was already crazy, she had a crazy lust for hunting the Pharaoh down and killing him. I sighed and looked towards the east, just as the sun was beginning to rise. I often saw the sun rise and besides my training began at sunrise. I climbed down the rock and slipped back into my room. I quickly got ready for the day and met Mother at the training grounds.

"Now aim and fire!" Mother said, I let the arrow go and it hit dead center on the target.

"Good. Now knife throwing." Mother called

"But Mother, I've barely done anything with my bow." I said

"I know but you could shoot an arrow in your sleep, a knife on the other hand not so much." She replied,

"Yes ma'am." I put my bows and arrows down and picked up my knife. I aimed at the same target and… missed.

"Dang it," I muttered,

"Try again,"

I did but still missed. I tried and tried and tried but still couldn't hit the middle.

"Alright, sword fighting now." Mother said obviously annoyed.

"Yes, ma'am." I picked up my sword

"Right foot out, lunge and strike!" Mother called out.

I did as she said but I was only half listening. My mind kept going back to the dream last night I shuddered at the thought. I calmed thinking about the boy; I continued to daydream, until...

"Amon! What are you doing?!"

I jumped in surprise and tried to compose myself

"Um nothing. Just uh thinking about how mush I hate the Pharaoh." I stuttered

"Good now use that hate in your swings. Pretend the dummy is the Pharaoh… and kill it." Mother growled,

"Yes mother" I lunged and… struck, after a few swings the dummy was in pieces.

"Good job. But where are we going to get a new dummy?!" Mother was right up in my face

"Um I-I c-could go get a-another one from t-town." I stammered

"Ugh fine. Go get Akil." Mother groaned

"Yes ma'am." I walked off and found Akil

"Come on. Mother says I have to go get another training dummy." I drug Akil out of our little 'village'.

"But-but Amon I don't want to go!" Akil whined

"I don't care Mother said I had to take you. And stop whining you're 13." I reported.

I let go if him and we continued walking to a small town at the edge of the border. When we got to the town I realized Akil had left me.

"Not again" I groaned then an idea popped in my head. I could do what ever I wanted. I grinned and ran to the Nile.

A/N: I know I made the Pharaoh a complete douche bag but I needed him to be. And I know these chapters are crappy but they do get better, I promise! (Maybe in like 5 chapters, but still) -