A Master And His Slave

Cattle To The Slaughter

Yuugi woke up feeling weak

"Ugh....where am I?"

Yuugi said weakly

"H-Hello?....you must be the new one they got..."

A girl about 11 said

"W-What?.....oh it wasn't a dream...."

Yuugi said sadly

"No. sorry...what's your name?"

She said trying to lighten the mood

"I'm Yuugi Motou I'm 16"

The girl almost gasped

"Really?, you must be special, they only get young kids...but to get a 16 year old..."

She rambled on about it...Yuugi took the time to look around he noticed 3 things....

1. He was in a cage

2. They were on a plane

3. He had a tag on his ear....like a cow for the market

"Hey what is your name?"

Yuugi asked

"Oh me? I'm Nezara, Nezara Kinjo"

Yuugi shook her hand

"Do you know where we are going?"

Yuugi asked

"Um....no...sorry.."

She said

"Oh its no problem..."

He sighed, this wasn't his day...first being stalked and now he's kidnapped being taken to heaven knows where...all he wanted was his friends....

"Oi! Get up!"

A voice boomed, many of the slaves whimpered in fear, Yuugi was horrified...now he knew what was happening....this was a market....and HE was the cattle

The man grabbed him roughly and threw him on the hot sands

"Move it!"

The man growled, Yuugi whimpered and trudged with much pain on the sands, he looked around and noticed that they were in Egypt....it couldn't be that they travelled back in time...could it? Now his head was spinning, this was a bad dream...no way was he in Egypt BC! It had to be a nightmare!

"In the name of the pharaoh move!"

A voice boomed, that's it Yuugi knew he had lost his mind!, he started to cry, despite the situation he was afraid and alone

"Child! Hush up or you shall be punished!"

Yuugi punched the guard and ran for his life...he was alone in this alien world...his friends were centuries away and he had no one, he managed to run to a cove surrounded by water and hid there, he let the crystal tears run from his eyes and made no attempt to stop them.....

The guard meanwhile reported to his pharaoh

"Do we have enough for the market? And what about my look-a-like?"

He asked impatiently

"We have 45 children.....the boy you seek....well.."

The guard found himself face to face with a furious pharaoh

"WHAT!?"

He yelled angrily

"W-Well...when he arrived from the ship he seemed fatigue...but he wouldn't move...we had to resort to violence..."