Author's Note:

No I haven't completely stopped writing at ff.net but between all the put- down reviews on some of my stories, and the deletion of approx. 3 fics over the past year I've been here... I've been put off from writing. So this fic here that I'm doing is one that I am writing and have up to the 7th chapter completed, but haven't posted. I was using bits and peices of it for flashbacks in my other story, Out of the Void, but since that fic is currently the cause of why I've not updated anything I just decided I'd write this....

By the way, some chapters are smaller than others because I start a new chapter whenever I feel like it. So some pages on the fic will have more than one chapter on them. This first "chapter" for example has two!

No warnings for this fic because I have no idea where it is going so far. So far its just funny and angsty at the same time... so no flames if you don't like it. Please don't correct me on my history... anything to do with Egypt, anything to do with the storyline. I don't care! I'm writing this how I want to.

PS: I don't own YGO.

Chapter One - Of the sinking heart.

I slept under the shade of a tree along the mighty Nile River. My short silvery white hair fell over my face as I twitched and rolled over. I slowly open my eyes.

"Mom, dad, brother...are you here?" I whisper with some difficulty against my scratchy throat, "Is anyone here?"

"No... no one..." I answer myself and sat up, "I'm in denial already..."

I flick a small stone into the river with my finger and stare blankly at the ground as if it were the most interesting thing I'd ever seen. I sigh and stand up even though my entire body loudly protesting, and climb the nearest palm tree. Shimmying up to the top, I keep my eyes down the entire time. I can only hope it isn't true. Please, if any gods can hear me out there, tell me last night never happened.

I reach the top and sit on the large fan like leaves at the top and rest my feet on a couple of coconuts. The tree bent under my weight. I finally bring my head to the horizon and look at the smoldering city before me. I had already anticipated what I now see... It was true. It was all true. I was foolish to hope otherwise. It would never, ever be the same again.

This made my heart sink. My home city was destroyed yet still burning, still smoking, and now all but a pile of rubble all from the massacre that went on merely the night before. It used to be Kru-elna. It used to be haven for thieves and crooks and criminals... but to do destroy it without notice is just as bad. There had been no warning. They just stormed in with hundreds of warriors and they burnt things, killed people. I brought my hand up to my cheek. And a scar, a single scar, in the shape of a double-crossed t on the my right cheek will forever remind me of the horrible occurrences the night before had held.

"I'm all... alone now." I said to no one and myself. My once cheerful eyes fog over and I sigh. I slid down the tree and sat down against it. "Well... it must be my destiny to still be alive. I'll just... go with the flow of things. I wonder what fate has in store for me next..."

Chapter Two- Of those bound to nowhere.

Bad singing drifted down the Nile towards me. Some kind of fishing song. I cringe at the poor fool's bad ability to sing.

"Whoever that is, he sure can't sing." I comment aloud.

As the voiced dawns ever nearer I watch for it's carrier. I see a small woven boat full of... fish... float by, being pushed along by a spiky blue haired guy with a pole. I blinked. This could prove to be a very good opportunity to catch myself a ride out of here.

"OI! YOU! With the raft!" I shout.

"OI, there friend!" the blue haired fisherman shouts back and waves.

I give one quick glance around the water to check for crocodiles. Being eaten wasn't on my to do list. There aren't any so I wade knee deep into the water and I call out again the fisher.

"Can I get a ride up the river?!"

"Ah! Sure!"

I smirk inwardly to myself; I knew I wasn't going to just catch a ride. I plan on taking the ride, minus the stupid fisherman.

The reed boat pulls over near me and I swim to it and thank the fisherman for the ride. The boat reeks of fish... but nevertheless, it is a ride. The guy pushes away from shore with his pole and got back into the mainstream current of the Nile.

My eyes narrow mischievously and I chuckled a little. I stand up away from the edge of the raft and push the fisherman into the water and quickly grab away the pole to the far side of the raft.

"What! HEY! You trickster! Redeem yourself and help me back to my boat!!"

"Don't think so, friend." I stress heavily on the word 'friend' and push off with the pole, and the boat floats quickly away leaving the fisherman splashing aimlessly behind it, "Be thankful there are no crocodiles," I continued after him, "It's your lucky day! The gods don't hate you nearly as much as they do me! Hah!"

Thank you for reading, now review if you want... no I'm not in the mood to tell you have to. But its appreciated.