Here's Chapter one to my new story! I hope you all enjoy it and please tell me what you think! Review! I own nothing but the idea!

-BrittanySeville18

Yugi ran into an alley, glancing around fearfully, hearing many rapid footsteps hurrying to catch him. Panicking and frightened, he hid in a box, pulling it closed and holding his breath. Through the box he heard the footsteps come to a stop where he had been.

"Are you sure he ran this way?" one deep raspy voice demanded.

"I'm certain of it!" another voice snapped in defense. Yugi covered his mouth as he felt his breathing becoming more labored as his eyes filled with fearful tears. "Look around! There's nowhere for him to hide!" He listened as their footsteps kept going back and forth in front of the box he was in.

"He's not here!" the same raspy voice said, kicking a box very close to the one Yugi was hidden in. Yugi jumped and his breath hitched in fear. He held his breath and body, praying they didn't hear him. There was silence. "Let's get out of here!" he said a minute later and Yugi listened as their footsteps soon became hard to hear.

Reluctant to move, a terrified Yugi remained there. Having had this happen before. A few leave, and when he thinks it's safe, there's one waiting for him to come out. Then, having been caught, he'd call his friends back and they'd beat him up, and when they were in the mood, rape him.

It took him several minutes to manage the willpower to leave his hiding place. Pushing the box open very little, he peeked out. Seeing nothing worthy of a threat, he opened it completely and climbed out, stretching his stiff muscles from being stuck in that position for so long.

He adjusted his dirty outfit, hating that he was homeless. He would love some clean clothes, and definitely some that fit him better. Stuck wearing the same clothes since he was thirteen, and now fifteen, he sighed. He did his best to stay clean by bathing whenever water was available. He didn't have the heart to steal.

Feeling his shaken up body calm more after several more minutes, he remained on his guard as he looked around both corners of the alley. Seeing the guys were gone, he made his way to the place he called home.

****

Arriving there around sunset, he closed the poorly made door and locked all the locks he had added. Then brought the board down over the door, holding it in place. He didn't think in the least that he was being paranoid. He felt better safe than sorry, and knew, if he wasn't safe, he'd be very sorry. As he went over to the floor that was his bed, he remembered he had forgotten to find something to eat. He rubbed his growling stomach, very used to lack of food.

Sitting on the floor, he brought an old moth eaten blanket up to his lap and laid down. Pulling the blanket up to his chin he let out a sad breath. He wished he could live a better life. But, he couldn't afford to complain. He had had a good life, until he turned twelve when his Grandpa died, due to a raiding of his house. He had barely escaped with his life. So, at least he was alive...right? He felt dead though...

I miss you, Grandpa..so much...Yugi thought as he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

****

"Silence!" A strong, powerful and intimidating voice got all of the army's attention, making them all jump in unison, they fell silent. "You all shall heed to my order! If you even hesitate to do as I say, I will not hesitate to kill you!" The King said. He walked back and forth in front of them, his hands behind his back, all eyes followed him. "You shall raid each and every house! Anything that represents a house, take it down!" He stopped in the center, taking a moment to meet their eyes. "Do not let anyone live!" I will not let these people threaten mine!

"Attention!" shouted the army's General. They all straightened up. "About face!" They all turned. The General, a personal friend of the King's, met his eyes. With a slight nod, he shouted, "Move out!" And they all marched off.

King Atemu watched them leave, praying for the safe return of his people. And for his friend.

****

Waking to faint screaming around midnight, Yugi sat up. There were explosions, and gunshots. Yugi shook his head in disbelief as he stood slowly. "No..."

"Look Grandpa!" twelve year old Yugi showed his Grandfather his A+.

"Well done, Yugi!" He took the paper, ruffling Yugi's hair. "See? You can do anything you put your mind to!" Yugi blushed at the praise.

"You think so, Grandpa?" Yugi asked. He laughed and hugged him.

"Yugi, I know so!" Yugi smiled and hugged back. There was a sudden loud banging on the door.

"What's that, Grandpa?" Yugi asked, looking up into his Grandfather's worried eyes.

"Yugi, go to the hiding place I told you about!" His Grandfather urged, pushing Yugi in the direction he was talking about.

"Wha-? No! Grandpa, come with me!" Yugi said.

"Yugi! I said go!" He snapped.

Yugi was brought from the flashback by the familiar sound of banging on the door. Frozen in his spot, he couldn't breathe. 'Go!' Yugi heard his Grandfather and he turned and ran to the escape he had made when he first found this place.

In another room, he pried the metal door up from the ground, leading to an underground hiding place. He heard the door break down and he climbed in, pulling a blanket over to the door so it was shielded when he closed it. Closed, he locked it and climbed down the ladder, hearing complete silence. He walked ahead, not wanting to be around if they found the door.

He walked for almost an hour when he found another door directly above him, reluctant to see exactly where it led to, he stayed where he was. Overwhelmed with many emotions, he sank to the ground and brought his knees to his chest, crying.

After shedding all his tears, Yugi sniffled and laid down, curled into a tight ball. Shivering violently as the full realization of what was going on hit him. His eyes flooded with fresh tears and he covered his face, crying again. After a few minutes, he had cried himself to sleep.

****

"Did we get them all?!" one soldier asked another. They scanned the remains of the town. Burnt houses, and some still on fire. Lifeless bodies scattered along the ground.

"Yeah. Let's fall back." He then began speaking into his talkie, telling the General all was finished in the spot they were at, and were told to come back. Giving it one last glance, they did as they were told.

As they ran over the door Yugi was under, this woke the sleeping teen. He sat up, on his guard, hating that he had fallen asleep. He looked around, then up. Was it safe to come out? Letting out a breath, he stood and dusted himself off. He grabbed the bottom part of the latter and hesitated. He couldn't stay down here forever. Mustering up what courage he could, he climbed up.

Once he reached the top, he unlocked it and pushed it upward slowly. The first thing he smelt was smoke from fire. Pulling the door closed he coughed. Knowing what to prepare for smelling wise, Yugi made sure to hold his breath as he opened it again. Scanning what he could see, he was devastated. Looking and listening for any signs of a threat, and when he found none, he opened the door all the way and climbed out. He exhaled, becoming used to the faint smell now.

All this done in such short time? He didn't want to, but he took the sight before him in completely, the image and smell embedding themselves into his memory. He began walking, his urge to find any survivors his main priority. The town had been small, but it still surprised him of how quickly the damage had been done. This made him wonder about the whole city. Was this done to the whole city? If so, by who? And why?

Searching multiple times for survivors left Yugi devastated. Refusing to accept what he knew was true, he continued his search. There had to be someone alive! There had to be! Nearing his fifth search, Yugi collapsed on the ground. This isn't fair! Yugi thought hopelessly. It's not fair! He heard a gun cock and he looked back, into the eyes of a soldier. The gun was aimed at him, but he didn't move to run, knowing he'd never make it.

He wanted to die. He'd been wanting death ever since he lost his Grandfather. But, for some reason, the soldier was hesitating. Instead, he was calling for some back up. Yugi's eyes filled with tears. Why was he making this so difficult? What was taking so long? Faint footsteps were heading their way. Yugi shifted his eyes as four more soldiers came up to the other one.

"What is it soldier?" one asked.

"Look at him!" He exclaimed. "Look at him real good!" They all looked over at Yugi and examined him, there was a simultaneous gasp.

"He looks like our King!" One whispered so Yugi couldn't hear. "Should we take him back with us?" They all talked it over.

I wonder why they haven't killed me yet...Yugi wondered. One came over and this frightened Yugi. Are they going to take advantage of me? Terrified, Yugi scrambled backwards.

"Now relax, young one.." He said in a soothing tone. Yugi shook his head, but the soldier grabbed him and picked him up. Yugi fought against him as they all headed back. Realizing his attempts were going unnoticed, Yugi debated on whether or not he should save his energy. He stopped and looked around.

They arrived at their station and the General, seeing they weren't empty-handed, marched over to them, stopping in front of the one holding Yugi. "What's this, men?! We aren't supposed to bring someone back!" He shouted, frightening only Yugi, who fearfully hid his face against the soldier's shoulder.

"Captain, you must see his face." He said. The General was interested now.

"Let me see your face, boy!" He ordered. Yugi didn't move. The General grabbed Yugi by his hair and yanked his head back, getting a hiss of pain from the boy, looking at his face. The General had the same reaction as they had. Letting go of Yugi, he met each soldier's eyes. "We'll take him along." They nodded and boarded the airplane in which they had arrived in.

****

Unsure on what was going on, Yugi kept his eyes down-casted. Not sure if he'd rather be alive or dead. Where would this lead him to? "Handcuff him. As of now, he is our captive." The General stated. Yugi hated physical contact. Forcing himself not to react as they handcuffed him, he sighed.

They landed an hour later, leaving the airplane, they walked inside a palace, which caught and held Yugi's interest. Pushed forward roughly, Yugi lowered his eyes as he walked along with them.

They stopped by a large door, guarded by two guards. They let just Yugi and The General inside.

"Bakura! My friend! You're safe!" Yugi looked up in time to see the General and a tall man embrace.

"It was an easy job!" He replied. Yugi's eyes widened, so he was the reason they destroyed his town?! Tears flooded Yugi's eyes.

"And what's this?" Atemu asked as he noticed Yugi. Bakura looked back.

"One of my men found him, and his resemblance to you is uncanny, my Lord." Bakura said. Yugi's tearful eyes met the King's.

Resemblance? Yugi wondered.

"You brought one of them to my castle?!" Atemu demanded. Bakura flinched, as did Yugi. Atemu circled Yugi, who lowered his head.

We do have an uncanny resemblance. Atemu realized. He stood in front of Yugi and tilted his chin up. His face was so dirty, the only thing that he could see perfectly were his eyes. My, my. You are a gorgeous one, aren't you? Yugi jerked from his hold, shivering in fear at the contact. This startled Atemu. His eyes hold fear. But I've given him nothing to fear. Interested, Atemu looked over at Bakura. "He needs a bath, and some fresh clothing." Atemu told him.

Bakura straightened up. "Yes, my Lord. Where will he sleep?" Atemu looked into Yugi's eyes.

"For now, in a solitary room, until I find out some things about this young one." There was something about this Lord that frightened, as well as warmed Yugi. And the fact scared him more. "You may take him, Bakura." Atemu said, turning and walking away.

Take?! Yugi thought fearfully. Bakura reached out for Yugi, who stumbled backward.

"Hold still!" Bakura snapped, pulling Yugi back by his upper arms. Atemu looked back, seeing the smaller boy fight. Curious, he faced him.

"Be easy with him, Bakura!" Atemu called as he left his room. Yes, there is something very interesting about that one. He smirked.