The Pharaoh's Promise. (A Yami Story)

This is a story I started ages but have only just decided to put up.
I do not own any of YuGiOh!
The story line to this does not follow that of the anime and I have made up my own characters for it.
Either way, this is still a FanFic and I take no credit for YuGiOh :)
I just love it.

Enjoy xo

Chapter One. The Sudden Appearance.

It had began to rain. The sky had stayed the same bleak grey all day, with thick dark clouds swirling above the world and looming over everyone. The sun could not be seen as cloud after cloud fell in front of it and blocked out all light. At first the light had attempted to shine through, but now it had given up. Now the rain had burst through the clouds and was falling in great spirals, gradually getting heavier and thicker. Three girls were walking into the wind, which was causing the rain to hit them hard in the face as they trudged on, heads bowed and arms linked. Layan huddled more into her friends, desperate to keep warm. Despite the gloomy weather the three girls had still decided to go out, and were still determined to stay out. They were making their way through their town's fair, which so far, had been rather disappointing. People were hurrying into shops or under canopies to shelter from the rain which was now falling heavier and faster.

"God, It's freezing!" Imogen whined beside Layan as she hugged her arm tighter,

"It's ruining my hair," said Layan's other friend, Marcia, who was standing the other side of Layan.

"Well, come on then, we'll go find shelter!" Layan told her two best friends, and the three of them began to walk down the closed off road a little quicker, seeking out some place to stand and wait for the rain to pass, or at least to let up slightly.

"I only came here today 'cause that totally fine Mark from Art is supposed to be coming here," Imogen muttered against the wind.

"Well, maybe we'll bump into him in a café," Layan offered, pulling her two friends along. They hadn't really walked far when suddenly the atmosphere changed. Layan noticed a sudden chill in the air, it was as if an immense gust of wind had surrounded her and the icy coldness of it had pierced through her, taking over her body. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and she shivered.

"Whoa, what's with the sudden drop in temperature!?" Layan said loudly, hugging herself tightly.

"It's no colder than it was a few moments ago, Layan," Marcia frowned, looking at her friend with slight concern etched into her pretty features.

"No, it's definitely got a hell of a lot colder," Layan shook her head, trying to get the rain out of her face. She was feeling a little disorientated and wasn't quite sure why. She blinked several times and felt her two friends drag her along either side of her.

"Come on!" Imogen moaned, pulling at Layan's arm. In her abrupt confusion she had slowed down somewhat.

Then, all of a sudden, the whole place around them seemed to become bathed in darkness. It was as if someone was quickly covering up a light. It faded far too quickly to be natural. The darkness grew steadily heavier until everything was shadowed, as if night had crept up and sprung itself upon them.

"What the-" Layan whispered as she looked about her. Everything had frozen.

She stared in disbelief at her two friends, frozen to the spot, mid-step. Marcia's long blonde hair was perfectly still in the air, paused all around her head, where only seconds before it had been whipping about her face, and Imogen's face was paused on a frown, her dark brunette hair had stopped as it had flown in front of her in the forceful wind that had been whipping them before. Layan reached out and gingerly touched Imogen's face, it was cold and stiff, as was Marcia's. Layan looked around at the crowds of people, huddled together with their hoods up and coats wrapped around them tightly, at the people behind the stools, frozen as they stood gazing at the crowd or halfway through handing something to someone. A lady was standing not far from them, her face frozen as her mouth hung open, mid sentence, offering people leaflets, the leaflets lay perfectly still now in her lifeless hand. Layan moved on the spot for a while, there was no wind, there was no rain, there was no feeling, no movement.

"What's happening?" Layan whispered to the air around her, though of course, she got no answer. Panic reared in her chest..

"Imogen," she said, trying to tap her friend, "Marcia!" she then turned to her friends vacant and staring eyes.

She was cold and shivering, her hands shaking before her. Even the rain was on hold. She rubbed her eyes several times trying to shift the darkness. Touched her friends several times trying to wake them. She tried to shake them, tried to warm them up. She felt tears prick her eyes and worry and panic and sudden realisation set in. What on earth was happening?

Then she felt a warm heat behind her and, turning round, she saw a bright blue light issue up from the floor of the road just ahead of her. Layan stood and watched as this light grew; she was rooted to the spot.

Then, a figure emerged from the light, a blue glow emitting from his body, at first Layan thought he was just energy, though then he began to grow more solid, until he was standing clearly before her. Layan looked around then back at this new arrival. She closed her eyes. With her eyes shut she could clearly feel the emptiness of the world around her. She had little feeling, with no wind and no air, everything was eerily surreal.

I'm dreaming, I'll wake up soon.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes again. For a split second she could kid herself the man wasn't there and her world had not been frozen. Then reality set in again and she felt defeated, her legs felt ready to give way.

"Layan," the figure spoke, as it moved closer to the girl as she stood, staring. It was a young man who spoke in a strong, husky voice. He was wearing dark blue trousers and a tight black top, with a long dark blue jacket over the top, his collar up. Round his neck he was wearing a long chain, at the end of which was a strange golden object in the shape of a pyramid.

"Layan," the man repeated, "I want you to come with me,"

Layan stood staring at this sudden new arrival. She took in his rather eccentric appearance for a while, not only was his outfit a little odd, but his hair was even weirder. It stood up pretty much on end, the majority of it black, but with blonde streaks running through it and red tips.

The man held out his hand, and Layan slowly walked towards him.

"Many years ago I was known as Pharaoh, or Atem, but nowadays I am mainly known as Yami," the man spoke, the blue light which was still shining was beginning to make Layan's eyes sting, "I am often nothing more than a spirit, but as I begin to become stronger, I can remove myself from the millennium item and venture out as myself, but I mainly posses the body of Yugi, the boy who completed my millennium puzzle,"

Layan stared at the strange man; to say she was confused was an understatement.

"I have been sent to your world in search for you, Layan Challimons" said Yami, "I do not fully know or understand why, but I know that I must take you with me now."

And with this, he held out his hand.

"I can't," said Layan, it was the first time she had spoke since Yami had appeared, "What about my family? My friends," she looked over at her still frozen friends.

"They will be fine," Yami smiled, "They will stay like this until you return, and when you do, everything will carry on as normal,"

"But, where are you taking me?" Layan frowned, "For how long?"

"For how long, we are not sure," Yami admitted, "But where, I can tell you that, I am taking you to another dimension, one which is nothing like the one we are in currently, one very different indeed."

Layan looked at the man, his strange dress sense, his face was rather pointy and his eyes, well they were scarlet. She felt sick and weak. None of this made any sense? A man had just appeared out of the ground and was asking for her to come with him? Any other day, she would run away, scream for help. But then she looked about her again, no-one would be able to help her anyway, she doubted they could even hear her. This man said he was a spirit? How could any of this be happening.

It's clearly a dream, Layan, who've just got to figure out how to wake up!

If this really was a dream, then no harm could come to her, right?

"Come now, Layan, we do not have much time to waste,"

Layan nodded, and on the spur of the moment, she took Yami's hand, taking one quick look around her before she was suddenly engulfed by total darkness, loosing consciousness.

Hope you liked it, it's only the first chapter. Please review and I'll post the next ones up, I have a lot of it written!