Notes – For the gx_100. Set during Ryo and Fubuki's duel in season two.
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He needed to burn.
Everything needed to burn in the long run, but Darkness had gotten through existence by being patient enough to take down the opponent in front of him before moving onto the next victim.
His current opponent was an arrogant mortal if ever he'd seen on, by the name of Hell Kaiser. Darkness would show this boy what the word 'Hell' truly meant, and perhaps this child wouldn't be so quick to give himself that title in the future.
It was a match of dragon against dragon. The blazing inferno of the Red Eyes family brought up against those clearly inferior Cyberdark monsters of Ryo's.
But as the match drew on they proved to not be as inferior as Darkness had first thought. He seethed with rage as that Cyberdark Dragon dared to touch his own Red Eyes Black Dragon with those twisted claws it had. He would not allow this.
He didn't have to for much longer. The match had ended after that. Ryo had defeated Darkness.
The presence felt Fubuki's spirit surging forward to try and help the one he'd duelled against, and he listened as the Hell Kaiser claimed to not be controlled by Darkness, which Darkness of course knew to be the case, but instead was pursuing a sort of darkness that not even the light could illuminate. So that he could obtain victory.
To his surprise Fubuki accepted this explanation, though it caused him much sorrow. But it only helped to further Darkness's defeated anger. He was all darkness. As soon as he had returned to his true self the whole world would see that. There would be darkness that not even the light could penetrate, but this boy wouldn't find it on his own.
Darkness didn't have any time to respond as Fubuki gained control of himself once more, and he was banished back to the card. It was Fubuki's turn to speak now, but this didn't matter. There was plenty of reflecting Darkness had to do before his next chance at controlling a host presented itself.
He thought about Hell Kaiser and his arrogance. He thought about the Red Eyes Darkness Dragon being blown away by a pathetic creature that used one of Darkness's own to power itself up.
And he denied this.
It had been a fluke. An unlucky play of cards. Something that could have been fixed if Darkness had another chance. He would have another chance.
Next time it would end differently. His dragon would crush that of Hell Kaiser's, bring the boy to his knees as his life points dropped to zero. The echoes of his dragon's dying cry resounding in his ears, mixed with Darkness's own laughter.
The heat would get to him; he would collapse to the floor as the fire from the volcano raised up to surround them both. Because next time the duel was going to take place in Darkness's own territory.
For he loved fire and he loved victory. Especially if victory was snapped from the hands of someone who thought it to be equally as important as Darkness did himself. Someone who would then spend the last few moments of his life suffering greatly before having his flesh ripped from his bones by the lava.
The mental image of the sweat coming from Hell Kaiser's body as he lay there made Darkness's being shudder with anticipation.
Then he'd see where darkness without light comes from.
All these thoughts of Hell Kaiser becoming the victim of a true Hell kept him preoccupied for a long time. He was starting to enjoy the potential they had. He just hoped that the universe didn't present any distractions until his next time to walk in the land of humans, so he had time to think of the flames.
Darkness loved the flames.