Well, another prologue to try to get me feeling better. This is the newest story idea I've had, somehow coming to me while watching Civil War this weekend and toying around with the idea. This will probably be a shorter story than what I'll usually do, but I want to do it anyways. The general mood of the story just seems like it will be the perfect outlet for my depressing feelings.

Vampires, original I know, but this is one of four vampire stories I have on my mind now.

This is a Blindshipping story, or more technically as I've seen it called, Egyptianshipping. I'm tagging Yugi, and he does have a part in the story, but it's the closest thing I can get to Heba. I don't want to put him as anything else. For those of you who don't know who Heba is, he's like another version of Yugi almost. No idea who came up with him in the first place, but he is most commonly, from what I've seen, used as Yugi's twin brother/son. It should be obvious which I'm using here. Also as a side note, 'Yugi' means game in Japanese while 'Heba' means game in egyption, if I'm not mistaken.

Summary: Everyone was weary of the Vampire's Forest. They say a group of men had ventured in to drive out the vampire and his mate. They succeeded in killing one of them, but at a terrible cost. Upon the death of his beloved, the vampire and his son swore vengeance on all humans. Anyone who lays eyes on the vampire either never returns, or comes back mad. At least, that's what they say. How will Atem fair when he dares to venture into the forest? And what will he do when he meets another youth, one who looks strikingly like him, in the woods?

Oh, and before I forget, WARNINGS: Major character death, angst, and yaoi. If none of that is any bother to you, read on.

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They were running, running. The bark of dogs and the harsh voices of men on their heels. He clung to his mother like his life depended on it, which was an accurate assumption. His father had his mother's hand firmly in his grasp as he pulled his family along behind him. Even to him, only three years old, he could see his normally invincible father scared. And that made him even more scared.

He buried his face into his mother's neck, trusting his parents to get them somewhere safe. It was his parents jerking to a stop that made him look up. They were cornered at a tall cliff. His mother looked at his father with the same scared amethyst eyes he had. "Yami, what are we going to do?"

Yami looked to his mate then, with their son clinging to his side. They couldn't climb the cliff, they were too tired to climb quickly; the accursed hunters would be there by the time they were halfway up and they would be sitting ducks for their arrows. He cursed and searched the cliff face for an alcove or cave for them to hide in. Luckily, he found one and none too soon; the light of the humans' torches was coming up behind them.

"This way." Yami led them to the small cave, it was just big enough to hide them all. He saw the fear in his family's eyes and told them, "It will be okay." He placed a gentle kiss on his young son's forehead and another to his mate. Yami pressed his forehead to his and whispered, "I'll make sure both of you get out of this. I'll keep you safe Yugi. "

"What about you?" Yugi breathed. Yami just smiled.

The dogs barking was right outside of the cave entrance. Yugi slid his son to the floor and moved in front of him protectively. The child looked at him curiously. "Mommy?" he questioned with wide eyes.

Yugi just smiled at his son and told him, "It will be okay, Heba"

The light from the torches drew ever closer. Yami pressed himself closer to his family, trying to shield them from the hoard of humans coming after them.

There was a moment of silence before a harsh voice called out, "Come out, vampire! We know you're in there!"

Yami stiffened before glancing at the opening. Yugi, seeing what his mate was planning, grabbed his arm. "No, Yami. Don't do it. Please." He begged his mate with his eyes, begging him to stay with them.

Cupping his mate's face with his hands, Yami gently instructed, "When I make an opening, run with Heba."

"No. No Yami! I won't leave you. I can't leave you. They'll kill you!" Yugi cried out in denial.

"I have no intention of dying, Aibou." Yami looked deep into the tear filled amethyst eyes he loved so much. "I just want to be sure both of you get out unscathed." When Yugi continued to shake his head Yami implored, "I don't think I could live with myself if either of you were hurt."

Yugi was about to say something when he felt a tug at his pant leg. He looked down at Heba, looking at them with scared confused eyes. "Mommy? Daddy?"

Looking down at his son, barely old enough to drink on his own, Yugi knew what he had to do. His shoulders slumped in resignation. "Alright Yami. I'll wait for you by the falls."

Yami smiled at his mate and told him, "If I'm not there by morning, go to Bakura and Ryou." Another nod. He knelt down to Heba then and said to him, "You don't need to worry, Daddy will take care of this."

As he pulled his son into a hug, the human leader demanded, "Get out here now, vampire, before we send the dogs in!"

Sharing one last lingering kiss with the one who he loved more than anything else in the world, and a heartfelt exchange of "I love you", Yami went to face the hoard.

He glared at all present and to his satisfaction, many flinched under his gaze. "What do you want?" he seethed. "My family and I have lived peacefully in these woods for years, never bothering you. I've done business with many in the village; selling the meat and hide of the animals we catch. Why do you possibly have to gain by pressuring us?"

Many of the men surrounding the cave snorted. Their leader went to say, "But for how much longer would that have lasted? We know your kind. How much longer before people started to go missing? How long would it be before you and your mate got board of deer's blood? Especially now with your child. We have to kill you now, for our sake and the sake of our families!"

There was a roar of agreement from the throng. Yami could clearly see he was getting nowhere with the crowd. Mob mentality had taken over. All he could do was give Yugi a opportunity to runaway with Heba and try not to die on them.

With a wild cry, Yami launched himself at the left wing of the crowd, where they were spread the thinnest. The men were taken by surprise and buckled under the assault. "Go!" he screamed once the way was clear. Yugi bolted out of the cave, running as fast as he could away from the fight.

Yami felt a faint spark of relief before he heard two pain filled cries that sent icy bolts of fear and horror through his very being. Heart filled with the worst kind of dread, he spun around and was greeted with a sight that shattered his whole world. There, lying mere feet from where he stood, was Yugi, an arrow protruding from his back.

An inhuman cry of fury, hatred, grief, and self loathing was ripped from Yami's mouth. The momentary triumph the hunters had felt was wiped away in a wave of pure fear at the sound. Dark, inky tendrils sprouted from the shadows of the night, responding to Yami's agony. Within moments, they had broken all of the humans' necks, sending the dogs that were brought along into a panicked frenzy trying to get away.

But Yami payed no attention to what he had done, and rushed to the side of his fallen mate. Seeing it up close brought him to his knees. The arrow had ripped clean through his chest and he could see that the tip of the arrow had cut Heba on his arm. Blood was pooling around his body, forming a growing blotch of red around them. Yugi's eyes were half open, the life that had once shone so brightly in them was snuffed out. Heba had been disoriented by the fall and was just starting to come around. He stared numbly as Heba whimpered, "Ow, it hurts. It hurts. Mommy, it hurts. Mommy, it hurts! Mommy! Mommy!"

He watched as Heba became aware of the lack of response from Yugi and tried to shake him awake. "Mommy, wake up. Mommy I need you. Wake up Mommy! You need to wake up!" His shaking turned desperate. "Wake up! Please Mommy! I need you, it hurts! Mommy! MOMMY!"

With shaky hands, Yami pulled his struggling son into his arms, still screaming for Yugi to wake up. "Daddy! Daddy help! Mommy won't wake up! You need to wake Mommy up! Daddy, you need to help Mommy! You said it would be okay! Mommy!" Heba screamed his throat raw while Yami slowly became aware of what he was saying to his distraught son.

"I'm here. Daddy's here. I've got you. I'm here." Over and over again he repeated his words, like a mantra. Yami began to rock back and forth, rocking Heba to sleep. Yami could see the scratch on his arm wasn't too deep, but it would still leave a scar. He cleaned the wound and bound it with a strip of his cloths. He bundled up Heba with his jacket and placed him on a soft bed of leaves.

It ways only know that the reality of the situation hit him. Yugi was dead. With an anguished cry, Yami brought Yugi's body into his arms. He brought his hand up to cup Yugi's cheek only to recoil at the feel of the rapidly cooling flesh. "No." he whispered. "No." he repeated with more force. "No, no, no, NO! YUGI!"

Brokenhearted sobbing was the only sound in the forest that night as the vampire mourned his love. Yami cradled the body close to his chest, begging for Yugi to come back. Memories of his precious Aibou began to flicker through his mind as he felt tears streaming down his face.

Slowly, Yami began to come to his senses. How? How could this happen? Taking a quick survey around the area yielded the answer. A short ways away, there was a dead human with a bow and arrows lying on the ground a fair distance from the others. I see Yami thought They purposely left that side open so the archer would have a clear shot. He and Yugi had used that tactic while hunting many times before.

Yami's tortured screams began anew, this time filled self loathing and pain. How could I have done this?! I played right into their trap! I should have seen it! How could I have not seen such an obvious trap?! I lead Yugi to his death! I killed him! I killed him! He was prepared to stay the whole night like that, cradling the dead body of his mate, hating himself, had it not been for what Yami had felt as his Aibou's presence, forcing him to look up.

There, perfectly framed by the moonlight, was Heba, their perfect son, and Yami's little tenshi. He was an almost perfect copy of Yugi; same hair, same eyes, and the same round cherubic face. The only difference was while Yugi, and Yami as well, had pale skin, Heba's was a brilliant bronze color. A fond memory surfaced at the sight of his son.

"Why does he have such tan skin?" a tired Yugi asked, holding a newborn Heba in his arms.

"He gets it from my side. My father had tan skin like that while I got my mother's pale skin."

Yugi nodded and looked down at their new bundle of joy. "What do we name him?"

"How about Heba? He looks just like you aside from his tan."

"Heba is a perfect name."

That had been one of the happiest days of Yami's life. It seemed like everything was perfect. He had Yugi, his aibou, and Heba, his tenshi. Looking down at Yugi's body he whispered, "I understand. Thank you Aibou." He closed Yugi's eyes and laid him on the ground.

His gaze fell on the multiple human corpses that fell where they stood. His eyes filled with hatred. He may have fallen for the trap but the humans were still the ones to set it. If they had just left them alone, none of this would've happened!

With the aid of the shadows, Yami moved the bodies to a pit where the scavengers of the forest liked to come around. With the deed done, he went to take care of Yugi's body. He decided to bury him in the cave they spent their last moments together in. The soil was surprisingly soft and it wasn't long until that to was done.

Yami stared at the freshly turned soil before turning back to his son. Heba, his tenchi, was still sleeping though it was evident he was having nightmares. He pulled the young boy into his arms where the petrified toddler clung to him like he had to Yugi just hours before.

A deep, burning hatred was ignited in Yami's soul then. He had buried his mate, his love, his Aibou that night. He had failed in his duty to protect him, but he wouldn't fail in protecting the life they had brought into this world. He would protect Heba, his son, his tenchi, the last gift Yugi had given him.

From that point on, any human Yami saw in the forest was killed by his own hand. It didn't take long for the locals to get the message: If you value your life, stay out of the forest. It wasn't until years later, when a foolish teen came back gibbering from the forest, mind lost to the world, did they know why. This was the vampires' vengeance for claiming the life of one of their own. Since then, those dangerous woods were called the Vampire's Forest.

I'm officially crazy. This is the fourth story I've started. The third I've started was earlier today. And this could be my first completed story. I can just feel this will be shorter story, somewhere between maybe 30k to 40k words. And I've put this in the Hurt/Comfort genre. That's about how I feel know, so~

Emotional pain has a weird sort of satisfaction for me. I killed Yugi. T-T Just reading over this causes my heart to physically ache. I can feel it in the palms of my hands and soles of my feet. This could be the story to help me get back on my feet, I don't know.

Where is my fanfiction account going? I don't know. I just want to try to get some order going. Let me know what you think.