Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Songbird ❯ Humming Girl ( Chapter 1 )

On a fairly windy day inside the city of Meretseger a young peasant woman not too big and not too small with her long black hair in a ponytail, wearing a hooded outfit that stopped a little above the knees was walking through the busy village holding tightly onto her old practically worn away brown bag which she carried her items she bought. Ever since Bakura first stirred a ruckus in the Palace it seemed to have motivated thieves to do the same around the village.

Although the winds were blowing and began to pick up from time to time the people still kept their businesses going. The young woman arrived at her destination, a tall mud building with an old cloth covering the door. A tall heavyset woman yanked her inside and snatched the bag out of her hand. "It's about time you got here. Now come on you've got some work to do."

The young woman just smiled and went outback with some other young ladies who were busy making clothes. The young woman sat in her place humming a soft melody annoying the other women around her who would usually tell her to shut up. But she kept humming as if she didn't have a care in the world. She would have her eyes closed having her hands do all the work while she veered off into her own little world away from the angry women shouting at her. Her boss would put her down constantly telling her that she was just a mindless dreamer but she didn't take her words seriously. She just hummed the negativity away.

One woman stared at her then suddenly out of frustration she slammed her things onto the ground and stormed off to the person in charge. "That wretched girl won't stop singing. It is so bothersome and I can hardly get my work done."

The other girls heard her complaining and one by one they got up, slamming their things down too and marching off to the Head Mistress griping about the same thing. The Head Mistress as they referred her too pushed through the heated women and went out to the young woman. They followed closely behind as the Head Mistress stood over her shoulder tapping her foot onto the ground.

"Kima!" She shouted. (Her real name was Kimora but the Head Mistress had given her the nickname Kima or songbird.) Kimora stood up dusting herself off. "Yes?" She answered calmly. "You are annoying the other women with that humming so stop it right now. How do you expect them to get their work done if you're singing?" Then Kima smiled and handed her all of the clothes she finished. While the other women were whining about her humming she was getting the most work down which shocked the Head Mistress. "Go inside Kima."

Kima smiled and headed towards the house as she walked away past the furious women who stared at her with rage. They looked at the Head Mistress and she frowned then yelled "Get back to work!" And the women scurried off like children.

The Head Mistress went inside and handed Kima a cleaner bag with her fine linen and the fine linen of other workers. "I want you to take this to the Palace. Don't cause any trouble their. Just be in and out." Kima nodded and left the house.

She walked through the streets humming again. The people would just stare at her sometimes and continue with their work. Sometimes little girls would sit and listen to her humming before their mothers pulled them away. She was almost to the Palace but as soon as she walked past the alley some thieves jumped out and surrounded her. "Aren't you that humming girl?"

Kimora had a grimacing look on her face as she held on tightly to her bag because she knew that's what they wanted. "My name is Kimora." The thieves laughed and began to move in closer. They punched her in the stomach and slapped her across the face and took her bag. She could here their evil laughs as they ran away. She fell to the ground on her knees holding her stomach as if someone stabbed her with a dagger. The people just walked by her and stepped over her as if she wasn't there. But because these things happen daily the people didn't bother helping her.

She hung onto a stone and boosted herself up, wiping the little trail of blood off of her mouth. She knew that she could've killed those men in an instant but because of her last incident she thought it would be best if she let it go.

At the time she was about 14 years old when her mother was out getting water for dinner. Two men appeared out of nowhere, knocked her down and as one of them held onto her the other one penetrated her brutally. After the men where finished taking advantage of her they stabbed her in the stomach, got their clothes back on and started walking away as if nothing happened. Kimora was sent out to check on her mother by her grandmother and when she arrived her mouth dropped and tears immediately began pouring down her face.

She watched with her head down crying. Then she walked over to her mother and stroked her hair as she touched her bloody wound, feeling the squishy insides as her mother coughed up blood telling her daughter to go and get help. She kissed her mothers hands and held it up to her face as her mother slowly caressed the side of her face, staring at her with dying eyes. Kimora got up and ran home to get her grandmother but just as she was heading back home those same men tripped her as she slid and then rolled over. It was four of them now. "Where you going little lady?"

The men laughed as she looked at them with red teary eyes. "Aw she's just a kid." One of them said with disappointment. "Well maybe she has some money." They began to move in closer as she slid back away from them. "Hey look at that pretty necklace. I bet we could get loads of money if we sell that." They all smiled in agreement. "Yeah you're right. Let's get her!" They all reached out and grabbed her as she fought back as best she could. Kicking, punching, scratching, grabbing, biting, trying to slow them down but they took in all of her assaults and snatched the necklace from around her neck.

They cheered in victory while walking away. She stood on her feet wiping the blood off her face but one of the men came back and punched her in the face and she fell down and slid. The man laughed but as soon as he turned around to walk away the area got much lighter and a large Ka appeared and a gold light shone illuminating the village. The men and his companions turned around and looked on with wide eyes and open mouth unable to move. Although only half of the creature was shown it was still enough to horrify the thieves. The people came out of their houses pointing at her and looking around at the golden area. The creature growled loudly shaking the ground a little as the people ran back into their houses continuing to watch this miraculous event. The thieves were so astonished by this that their filthy hearts busted and one by one they dropped dead.

The creature returned to her body and not long after she could hear many horses galloping in the distance. When the golden light died down she could see The Pharaoh and his Priests arriving at the scene. Pharaoh Aknumkanon got off his horse and walked over to Kimora who sat on her knees with a blank look on her face as of she didn't know what happened. The King offered her a hand but she still sat with the same dead look on her face.

The King kneeled down next to her and looked into her gold eyes. She very slowly lifted her head up and looked into his eyes. He handed her the necklace that the thieves were trying to steal but she didn't take it. He set it down in front of her, stood up, and backed away. Her grandmother came running over to the scene and she held onto her granddaughter kissing her forehead. "Kima! Kima snap out of it!" She shook her but she wouldn't show any sign of movement. The King ordered her to be taken back to the Palace to see a doctor. But even the doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. Some guards found the dead mother lying near the river and returned the body to the grandmother.

They dragged the dead body of the thieves away and burned them. Inside the Palace Kimora lied down on the bed looking at the ceiling with those same gold eyes and that same dead look on her face as if she fell into a trance and couldn't release herself from it. A spiky headed little boy peeked in through the door looking at the girl lying on the bed. He sat on the bed and looked into her eyes and gasped. Then he waved his hand a few times in front of her face before shutting her eyelids and leaving the room. She woke up a few days later and could only vaguely remember what happened. She knew that her mother was dead but she didn't know how, her grandmother only said that she died of an illness.

Kimora was let go with a warning. The King commended her for defeating the thieves but he didn't want her to summon her Ka for fear of it taking over and destroying everything but she knew that he was somewhat fearful of it. She agreed to it and he let her go back home as the young prince stared at her.

Kimora got up and brushed herself off and went back to the house and told the Head Mistress what happened. Fortunately for her she wasn't mad but she did make Kimora do the fine linen all over again.

She worked all the rest of the day and all night and part of the morning. The Head Mistress was very pleased and let her go home while she sent one of the men out to take the linen to the Palace.