Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The King of Thieves ❯ Meant to Live ( Prologue )

LusciousDragon: I am so glad I finally came up with a new idea for a fic…I mean lately I've been running on empty, idea wise…

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-gi-oh or Ancient Egypt…At least not yet....

…or Switchfoot or the lyrics to the song "Meant to Live"…

IMPORTANT: All views expressed are those of Bakura's…not mine….

Summary- Bakura was an ordinary poor Egyptian with a grudge against the pharaoh. He is suddenly swept up in a conspiracy to dethrone the Pharaoh. Meanwhile he is in love with the Pharaoh's sister, and unexpectedly finds himself torn between loyalties.

NOTE- Bakura does not exactly have the best language skills; he's a peasant for crying out loud!!! Anyway, words and slang used are purely his fault.

Bakura: I ain't a peasant. I have great language skills.

LusciousDragon: You use words like "figger" and "ain't" and "comin'". Need I say more?

HELP?? I really think I could use a better title for this fic, IDEAS ANYONE??? Of course you'll get the proper recognition for your title…

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Have you ever gone without food? No I'm not talking about those silly fasts that people do, or those even more stupid diets that people go on. I'm talking about the real thing. I have. Have you ever wondered if and from whence your next meal will come? I have. Have you ever been beaten within an inch of your life, and left for dead by the side of the road? I have. Have you ever been raped repeatedly? I have. Have you ever had to sleep on the side of the road, your body at the mercy of anyone who passes by? I have. It's definitely not something I choose to do. I am a tomb robber. I rob the tombs of the pharaohs. Sure it's death if you are caught, but that risk is one I'm willing to take when I have gone weeks without food. Besides I have no choice. I am a peasant, and I need to live. After all, it's not my fault. If it weren't for the Pharaoh, I would be living better. The Pharaoh refuses to take care of his people. He has left us with no hope. I must steal in order to stay alive. I don't have much of a choice. So I rob the tombs of dead guys. It's not like they need the stuff anyway, THEY'RE DEAD!!!!!!! They ain't comin' back anytime soon. I figger that as long as it keeps one of alive than at least it's doing some good. My childhood was awful. While the Pharaoh was being pampered, I was being raped, beaten and starved. While he was fed and tucked into bed, I went hungry and slept in the street. Now he has a whole empire at his feet, and wealth beyond my imagining. And I, I haven't a thing to my name. He has probably never even been outside the walls of that palace. I hear he sleeps with a different woman each night. I have never slept with any woman. I'm too busy trying to stay alive to do stuff like that. So what if I'm a thief, I only do it to keep from starving. I also happen to know that I've lived through things you could never imagine, and I've survived through it all, because I know that it is the God's will that I am meant to live.

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LusciousDragon: OK, the ending kinda sucked, but that's OK. Also here are the lyrics to "Meant to Live" by Switchfoot.

Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken

[Chorus]

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live