Ok! This fic is kinda like Romeo and Juliet… with a twist!... A really BIG twist. Actually, the only resemblance to the famous Shakespeare play is the fighting family part. Everything else is COMPLETELY different! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER AND WARNING: I do not own Yugioh (wish I did though) and this story will be featuring blood and gore. Although this chapter is quite tame, the others might not be, so if you have a queasy stomach or don't like blood, read at your own risk!

Feuds of The Fathers

Night of the Bloody Moon

A dark, red, moon shown clearly above Domino city. The skies were cloudless and the wind was stilled. A perfect night for something dark, and twisted to happen.

In the woods, just outside the city, there was a clearing where families use to go for camping. The camp-site was long deserted, and this is where a small group of people gathered. They stood in a circle. In the middle of the ring stood a young-man. He looked to be about 17, but it would be hard to tell, for he wore long, black, robes with a hood over his head just like the others in the group. The boy was chained to the ground by his hands and feet. His head hung low.

"Are you ready?" The young-man was asked by who was obviously the leader. He stiffly nodded his head as an affirmative to the question and clinched his fists, trying to prepare himself for what was about to happen. Within seconds soft, ominous, chanting filled the little clearing. At first the youth was motionless and as the chanting got louder he began to thrash about, but never a sound escaped his lips. The chanting rose and fell in octaves and eventually the boy fell to his knees, his entire body shaking violently and still the chanting continued, even though the boy was in obvious pain.

After what seemed like an eternity, the chanting began to die down and just when it was almost a whisper, it shot up to a high crescendo. At its loudest point the young-mans silence was viciously broken as he screamed. His hood fell off as he threw his head back and bright, crimson, eyes that put the red moon to shame glowed intensely.

The clearing was, suddenly, deathly quiet, the only noise was the youths ragged breaths. He laid on the ground now. Sweat covered his shacking body. The hooded figures who had, just moments ago, caused his torture, rushed toward him now. The leader helped him sit up.

"Are you o.k., my son?" He asked. The boy nodded and promptly collapsed, unable to stay conscious any longer. His father lifted him in his arms and led the other hooded figures out of the clearing.

The moon was slowly fading from ominous red to a soft and creamy white, and the city of Domino still slept. Only a few had noticed the bloody orb in the sky that night. And they knew it meant a new chapter in an ancient war was about to begin.

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Sorry for the shortness but it is just kind of an opening chapter, just to give you a taste of what is to come. The next chapter will be much longer, promise!

And did anyone figure out who 'the young-man' was? It shouldn't be that hard to guess….

Note!: I have about 4 different fics just sitting on my computer, most of them only have about 2 chapters so far, but I love them all. So! Because it is hard 2 focus on all of them at once iv decided to post what I have and work on the most popular one. If you have a preference you better review, or it might just end up getting neglected for awhile. And I will be posting this on all my fics.