Amnesia
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
898
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Amnesia
Amnesia
Author: Kiten Kaiba
Rating: NC-17
Show: Yu-Gi-Oh
Type: Thriller
Warnings: just magger angst
Spoilers: None
Status: Multi-part
Pairings: none so far
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and I'm not making any money off this fic
Summary: what would you do if you forgot every thing if all you knew was death and fear one small boy will find out!
It was half past midnight and, the only thing giving light to the long street was a couple of unbroken streetlamps; the soft hum of the city filled the street til the calm was broken - as the sharp slap of feet on pavement shot down the street like thunder as a small boy rushed down the road. His matted black hair stuck stubbornly to his neck and shoulders, and his face was deadly pale. His grey/blue eyes seemed lifeless, and tears stained his face, but what really stood out was his shirt – it was covered in blood. The boy continued to run, no destination in mind. He just wanted to get away from the scene he'd woken up in. He wanted out of this nightmare but this was his life! All he knew was that he didn't remember anything, not even his own name. The only thing he could remember was that he was in some kind of trouble and someone was dead because of him, oh yes, someone had died protecting him. It was a boy, a tall boy, but his face showed his youth. The black-haired boy stopped his breathing was ruff catching his breath he shivered as he remembered the events of the night
--------flashback--------
The last thing he remembered was a loud bang, then waking up underneath the tall boy, his arms wrapped around him in a protective embrace. The boy's blood had soaked through his shirt and seeped onto his skin; it was the most sickening feeling ever. He struggled out from under the body - he must have been there a long time, the body was stone cold and stiff.... getting out from under was no easy task. When he finally pulled himself free, the blood told the story. The boy had been shot from behind. He had brown hair and pale skin; his clothes soaked in his own blood. An unexpected loud sound had snapped the black-haired boy out of it and sent him running.
--------end flashback--------
The boy dropped to his knees, fresh tears rewetting the trails of the last. Who was he? Who was that boy, and why had he been shot, and is the one who shot him after him as well? The boy sat there, shivering and sobbing. The blood on his shirt was starting to dry on him, cold and sticky and tired, and now a sharp pain in his ankle was making itself known. He looked down at his foot to see a deep gash on his ankle, bleeding heavily. The boy wondered why he hadn't realised it sooner....
The sound of foot steps approaching made him panic. Getting up, he rushed into allyway and leaned against the wall, heart racing
Well that's it for part one, hope you liked it read and reviews
Author: Kiten Kaiba
Rating: NC-17
Show: Yu-Gi-Oh
Type: Thriller
Warnings: just magger angst
Spoilers: None
Status: Multi-part
Pairings: none so far
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and I'm not making any money off this fic
Summary: what would you do if you forgot every thing if all you knew was death and fear one small boy will find out!
It was half past midnight and, the only thing giving light to the long street was a couple of unbroken streetlamps; the soft hum of the city filled the street til the calm was broken - as the sharp slap of feet on pavement shot down the street like thunder as a small boy rushed down the road. His matted black hair stuck stubbornly to his neck and shoulders, and his face was deadly pale. His grey/blue eyes seemed lifeless, and tears stained his face, but what really stood out was his shirt – it was covered in blood. The boy continued to run, no destination in mind. He just wanted to get away from the scene he'd woken up in. He wanted out of this nightmare but this was his life! All he knew was that he didn't remember anything, not even his own name. The only thing he could remember was that he was in some kind of trouble and someone was dead because of him, oh yes, someone had died protecting him. It was a boy, a tall boy, but his face showed his youth. The black-haired boy stopped his breathing was ruff catching his breath he shivered as he remembered the events of the night
--------flashback--------
The last thing he remembered was a loud bang, then waking up underneath the tall boy, his arms wrapped around him in a protective embrace. The boy's blood had soaked through his shirt and seeped onto his skin; it was the most sickening feeling ever. He struggled out from under the body - he must have been there a long time, the body was stone cold and stiff.... getting out from under was no easy task. When he finally pulled himself free, the blood told the story. The boy had been shot from behind. He had brown hair and pale skin; his clothes soaked in his own blood. An unexpected loud sound had snapped the black-haired boy out of it and sent him running.
--------end flashback--------
The boy dropped to his knees, fresh tears rewetting the trails of the last. Who was he? Who was that boy, and why had he been shot, and is the one who shot him after him as well? The boy sat there, shivering and sobbing. The blood on his shirt was starting to dry on him, cold and sticky and tired, and now a sharp pain in his ankle was making itself known. He looked down at his foot to see a deep gash on his ankle, bleeding heavily. The boy wondered why he hadn't realised it sooner....
The sound of foot steps approaching made him panic. Getting up, he rushed into allyway and leaned against the wall, heart racing
Well that's it for part one, hope you liked it read and reviews