Tale of the loyal | By : Row Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 4788 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Pharaoh looked up when shouts about his stallion reached his ears. The crowed parted before him to show a small boy leading Asernath. His breath caught in his throat at the resemble lance. It was like looking at a younger version of him. His hair was the same as the Pharaohs except he was missing the Yellow bangs the pointed up to meld with his crown of Red and black hair. The boy came slowly forward his eyes to the ground. When he stopped before the Pharaoh he Kneeled bowing his head. When he spoke his voice was like an angel, innocent and pure.
“Oh mighty Pharaoh. I believe this stallion is your. I come to return him to you”
The pharaoh smiled.
“Rise little one.” The boy rose. Asernath nuzzled his back. It seemed to make the boy wince. Then the horse placed his head over his shoulder so his head was next to the boys crying for attention. The boy laughed and began to stroke the stallion’s nose.
“Ha ha ha, it seems Asernath likes you. That is truly rare. Usually he only allows me to touch him like that. He only just lets the stable boy lead him out of his stall. But never to stroke him. What is your name little one?”
“Yugi, my pharaoh.”
“Well, thank you Yugi. For returning my friend to me.” The pharaoh stepped forward taking the reins from Yugi. He then placed some gold coins in Yugi’s hand. Yugi looked up with thanks, then in shock as he saw what the pharaoh looked like. Then quickly averted his gaze. It was wrong to look upon the pharaoh, especially by a slave. Yugi waited for a blow. A punishment. But it never came. He was just thinking when a shout resounded that made Yugi’s blood run cold.
“SLAVE. WHERE RE YOU? GET HERE NOW!” Oh no. It was his master. Yugi back up from the Pharaoh, mumbling that he had to go. Then running as fast as he could he disappeared the way he had come. He ran back to the well to see his master there. Whip in hand. But this time the whip had thorns in the end. Yugi shivered. As he got near his master grabbed his hair, making him cry out. Then he flung him to the floor.
“You worthless piece of filth! You slacker. Did you think you get out of work?”
“N..n..No m-m-master. T-the p-p-pharaoh’s h…..”
“Don’t LIE!” with that the man Kicked Yugi hard. Yugi felt his rib snap. He cried out. But this only made his master angrier.
“BE QUIET SLAVE” the master brought the whip to bear. Again and again and again. Yugi tried to shield himself, but he was getting weak from the blood loss. He looked up with pain-hazed eyes when he heard his master gasp. Yugi saw a sword pointing from his master’s chest. Then…Darkness took him from the pain.
The Pharaoh watched as the boy sped off. He had seemed so afraid when he had heard that voice. So he had decided to follow the boy. He jumped upon Asernath and walked him wear he saw the boy disappear. The stallion walked between two sand stone houses, and the pharaoh saw a well in the distance. He was about to turn away from it when a cry reached his ears.
“Don’t LIE!”
The Pharaoh looked over to see a man by the well looking down at something on the ground. As the pharaoh watched he saw the man bring out a whip and began beating mercilessly on the form at his feet. Pharaoh could see the Thorns in the whips end. As he drew closer he saw the boy Yugi curled up in a ball, crying out in pain as his blood began to pool around him. The Pharaoh saw red. To treat any slave like this was terrible. But to do this to such an innocent one. Before he knew it he had draw his sword and urged Asernath into a gallop, ending in the Pharaohs sword plunged in the Mans chest. The body fell from the sword to the ground. The pharaoh quickly dropped to the floor discarding the sword to cradle the boy in his arms. The boy looked deathly pale, his wounds bleeding freely. The Pharaoh took off his robe and wrapped the child in it. As Seto came up from behind.
“My Pharaoh?”
“Seto, we must get this one back to the palace. Send word for Ishizu to be ready.”
“Yes my Pharaoh” Seto gave orders for a runner to be sent ahead of the Pharaoh. The pharaoh mounted Asernath and Seto passed to Boy to him. The boy had lost consciousness. The Pharaoh held the small one close to him. He felt so fragile like he could break in his grasp.
“Hold on little one” the pharaoh pleaded. He urged Asernath on to his gleaming palace. Full of hieroglyphs and Gods. Asernath ran like the wind through the stone archway and into the palace. He could hear Yugi’s breath become more laboured. He rode Asernath straight into the gleaming halls of the palace, not caring about the looks from his advisers. He saw Ishizu waiting for him. She took one look at him and rushed them both to her healing chambers. She told the Pharaoh to lay the boy on the bed, then told the Pharaoh to get out. He could not argue. He stood outside. Praying to the gods for the boy to live. But from the look Ishizu had given. There had not looked like much hope remained.
“Please little one. Don’t die.”
The Pharaoh did not know why he was so drawn by this young one. It was the innocence of the boy. His look of wanting to help. And the fact that Asernath had taken to him was also in his favour. He did not deserve to die. His light had been hidden in the darkness of pain. And the Pharaoh only hoped that this pure light would not be extinguished,
“Please Ra spare him…..”
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