Salvation

Chapter 2: Those Crimson Eyes

The sun was starting to set on the small village, pretty much closed off from most of the world thanks to the massive forest that surrounded them. A boy, no older then sixteen, was outside, hanging up his laundry while his gandpa took care of things inside the house. The tri-colored hair teen took care of a lot of the house work to help the aging man. It never bothered him too much. He liked helping his grandfather, after all the man took him in when his mother died years ago, a memory the boy hated to think about but on rare accasions the memory would reappear in his mind, to make itself known.

One day, the boy had gone to his grandfather's house to help him with some work around the house, being too much for one person to handle on their own. Once the boy returned home that night he found his mother laying on the floor. He ran to her, but by the time he arrived, she was too far gone. The village doctor told him it was fast, and she felt no pain. The information was comforting, but did little to ease the boy's pain. He was alone now. Yes he had his grandfather, but it felt as though something was missing. The loss of his mother left a hole in his heart that nothing had eased

Three years later, nothing had eased the boy's suffering, but he grew to ignore it. He had his grandfather and he was content with that. The man needed him to live there anyway. he was getting old, and daily chores were beinging to become increasingly hard on the old man.

"Yugi, when you are done with the laundry, come in a get some dinner." The tri-colored haired teenager's grandfather yelled from the house.

"Alright, Grandpa, i'll be right in" He said as he was attempting to hang a shirt on the clothing line Yugi had rigged up by the side of the house. His actions were interupted when he heard a sound coming from the forest that lay just a few feet from his house. He hated the forest, it always creeped him out. He always felt as though something was watching him.

Yugi jumped slightly, releasing the shirt he had held in his hand. At the moment an eery wind came and blew the shirt out of his reached and the shirt rolled its way into the forest. Yugi wimpered a bit, the whole situation making him think of a plot line in a scary story he heard years ago. A story about a demon boy born in the village who too refuge in the forest after the villagers chased him out. Yugi swollowed and just brushed it off as just a bed time story to keep kids from wondering into the forest alone.

"get your act together, Yugi. There are no such things as monsters or demons in the forests waiting to eat anyone who wonders in too far. besides, thats my favorite shirt." Yugi coached himself before he slowly entered to forests edge. He was amazed at how dark the forest was on the insides. the sun was still up and yet it seemed like midnight inside here. he could only imagin what it would be like at night. Not even the light from the moon could penitrate the cover of the thick trees that covered the area.

Slowly, Yugi entered, listening to his footsteps as his feet crushed dozens of dries leaves that had floated to the forest floor not long before. Yugi could hear his heat beat in his ears as his breathing began to pick up. he was terrified. The feeling of being watched increased more and more the farther he walked into the forest.

"how far could the wind have taken my shirt." He muttered to himself, hoping to distract himself from the uneasiness he felt. He yelped when he heard something run passed him in the distance, his shaking becoming worse as whimpers of panic came from his now dry lips.

"Whose there?" Yugi cried out, knowing very well that the wind could not have created such a sound. someone, or something, was out there. Yugi stepped back, yelping when his back came into contact with a branch that hung from a nearby tree. Yugi stood there for a moment, and closed his eyes. He really let those childhood stories get to him a lot. The only thing that could really be in this forest were birds and deer and maybe a few other animals, but nothing he couldn't handle. monsters and demons weren't real. As he had his eyes closed he tried to cailm his breathing, reassuring himself that nothing was going to happen to him. All he needed to do was find his shirt and go back home and finish the laundry before he could go in to eat and go to bed. after a while, he had cailmed himself down and opened his violet eyes once more to find on the ground in front of him, his shirt that the wind had carried off. He smiled, feeling foolish for having been so afraid of a childrens story. how foolish.

Yugi then turned, shirt in hand, and found his way out of the forest. the feeling of being watched never left him and when he made it to the edge of the forest, to where the safety of the village was only a meer footstep away, he turned around. He jumped slightly when he saw what seemed to be a pair of crimson red eyes watching him from the trees. though, just as fast as they appeared, they vanished into the darkness in the forest. Yugi blinked again to make sure he wasn't really seeing anything. No eyes. he shook his head and chuckled at himself. How foolish. Yugi proceeded back to his house for the evening, chuckling at himself every now and then at his own foolishness for being so jumpy
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The night air was cool and thick, almost sufficating. Yugi sat up from his bed and looked out of his window, noting the redness of the horizon. it was as if the sky itself was on fire. He heard scream from outside, and without thinking, he ran to see what was the matter. He couldn't believe the run from his room to the front door was enough to wind him. Something made the air so thick he had trouble merely breathing

"mommy!" Yugi heard a child scream, and he saw a small boy hidden behind a sickly looking women, clintching the back of her dress in his small childlike fingers. The two were quickly becoming surrounded by a large group of men. One of which, he recognized as his own grandfather, though, he looked at least a decade younger if not more.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?!" He yelled as he saw the small man clintching a pitch fork in his hand, looking angry with a hint of fear within his aging eyes. He didn't respond to Yugi's call, as his voice seemed lost in the creepy wind that cept him from moving too much. It was as if something was keeping him from interferring in the events taking place in front of him.

“Atem, go now!" Yugi's attention were ripped away from his grandfather's strange behavior to the women in front of the child. He watched as she pushed him back into the forest behind her, the place he hated going into. He couldn't understand why this little child was being treated in such a way. Children are innocent, how could one create such a riot within his peaceful village. someone evil enough to provoke such a reaction would not be so afraid of them, but be fighting them off on his own. A few men followed after the child in the woods leaving a half dozen with the women, Yugi's grandfather being one of them.

"Grandpa, leave her alone! What are you guys doing?" Yugi cried, finally able to run towards the men, having caught his breath once more in the thick air. It was so hot here, his normally bouncing bangs now clung annoyingly and uncomfortably to his cheeks as the rest of his star shaped hair started to become lazy in the heat, and slouch. 'this has to be a dream' Yugi thought to himself before he heard the scream of the women who was surrounded by men. Soon the crowd backed away revealing the women laying on the gound, bleeding as he eyes stared blankly in his direction. the sight of this, stopped yugi dead in his tracks as an uneasy feeling washed over him, causing him to shake. he found it impossible to breath again. he was being over whelmed. the villagers he had grown up with just murdered a women who had been trying to save her own child, whom they had been trying to kill themself.

"why...." Yugi whispered to himself as his shocked eyes stared into the women's death filled eyes. the familar feeling of loss and pain returning to him, remembering his own mother's death. Tears quickly ran from his eyes as he watched everyone leaving her to lay there. followed closely behind by the men who had retreated into the forest, looking defeated. They hadn't found the boy. A slight feeling of reliefe came over Yugi. At least two people didn't have to die tonight. He wish he knew where the boy was though. he felt worried. what would he do once he found out his mother was now dead. it seemed like she was the only one who cared about him. As if called upon, the boy jumped down from a tree, having seen the villagers had gone home. Yugi heard light sobs coming from the boy as he watched him hold his mother for a moment.

"Who will love me now, mother?" Yugi heard him whisper to the limp and probably cool body in his arms. How yugi wanted to comfort the small boy, knowing the similar feeling of loss this boy was feeling. However, he had someone else to care for him, and he hadn't watched his mother get murdered by the people he trusted. The feeling was the same. the heartach was the same. the need for a companion to understand was the same. He felt like in this one moment he and this person had a connection that no one else could understand. He knew nothing about him, not a name, or an age, or even the knowlege of wheither or not this boy even existed, but there in that space of time, they were the same.

The wind picked up once more, but this time cool and comforting, allowing Yugi a lung full of air that was well needed. It rushed around him, softly drying to tears that stained his cheeks.

"An angel...."

He heard a soft voice flow through the air the blew around him before a blinding light of pure white surrounded him. he covered his eyes behind his hands before the light dimed. yugi slowly lowered his hands and blinked his eyes softly, amazed at the sight he saw. Huge pure white wings coming from behind him. His eyes became wide, they were coming from his back. he could feel them like they were something like an arm or a leg. something that had been there since the day he was born. Both wings well exceeded the length of his body, but the weight of them felt familar. he wasn't taken off balance by the additions to his form. After a moment, Yugi looked at the boy sensing his eyes upon him.

He was correct too. Two crimson red eyes were indeed staring at him. both deep with a feeling of longing, and loneliness. The boy wanted Yugi to reach out to him, perhaps even love him.
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"Everyone, wake up! the village is under attack!" Yugi jumped out of bed, awoken by the screaming and cries from the villagers outside. Crashing could be heard from the outside along with paniced livestock and fightened children who had also been awoken by the commotion outside. Yugi took his que, knowing that every male of the village was to report outside, ready to protect the village while the women and children hid in the safety of the homes, away from the danger. Yugi pulled a pair of pants on under his night gown, and discarded the night gown and replaced it with a shirt he had washed the night before. Not bothering to put any shoes on he ran out of his room. He saw his grandfather struggling in his old age to rush outside.

"grandpa, stay inside where its safe. i'll take care of this" Yugi urged the old man, directing him back towards the room. Yugi's grandfather resisted for a moment, but soon gave up, knowing very well that he would be of no use to the village at his age. Yes he wanted to help, but the most help he could provide was to stay out of everyones way and pray that everything would be ok. Yugi smiled when his grandfather agreed and retreated to his room while yugi ran outside to find out what was really happen.

Yugi didn't make it anymore then a few feet from his front door when someone landed infront of him. It seemed they had just jumped from a roof or some place high, and landed like a cat on all fours, gracefully to the ground.

"Yugi get back!" Yugi heard one of the village men scream at him, fear very much in his words. though, fear kept yugi frozen in place as he watched the villages attacker slowly look up at him. This person had similar star shaped hair made up of black hair that faded into red tips with blonde placed randomly through out with eligant blonde bangs that framed the mans face perfectly. Yugi recognized this person.

"It can't be...."Yugi wispered before he saw the man open his eyes. Yugi gasped. Dark crimson eyes like the boy in his dreams. Though, these eyes were slightly different. These were filled with hatred and blood lust. The boy he felt he had a connection too was real, but now he was older. It seemed that the passage of time had turn the innocent boy from a sad, hopeless, lonely, innocent boy to an angry, blood thristy being that wanted nothing more then the shred everyone around into a thousand pieces. These crimson eyes that help such powerful emotion were narrowed right at him. It seemed that he was now the newest target of his rage.

"Yugi, Get back!" The villager called out once more, now running towards the other, but nothing distracted Yugi from those eyes, and those eyes were distracted either by the commotion around him.

"Yugi, get away from him! Get away from the halfbreed!"
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Author: you know, this chapter seemed a lot longer when i was typing it out. Oh yeah, sorry about all the grammer and spelling mistakes. My Word program isn't working at the moment and this was all writen using wordpad, which does not have spell check.

Yami: Oh yeah, make up excuses for your poor spelling ability.

Author: Watch it..you may be my favorite character in the show, but that doesn't mean i can't kill you off in my story, or worse...i could make you emo!

Yami: You wouldn't

Author: wanna push it?

Yami: *grumbles*

Author: Thats what i thought...i can make you my bitch! Now bark!

Yami: Just R&R -_-;;;