The Angel of the Bright Darkness
A Fan Fiction written to the songs "Brandon Lee", "Wasting the Dawn", and "Dance d'Amour" by the 69 Eyes and "Tsumi to Batsu", "Obscure", and "Ain't Afraid to Die" by Dir en Grey.
By, Senayalayasha-Sama
Summary: Ryou dies mysteriously and is reborn in Heaven as an Angel. Unfortunately, since his Yami was never extracted from his soul and he had been bitten by a vampire, he became the Bright Darkness Angel, an Angel that is neither good nor evil, but can shift dramatically in one way or the other due to his semi-vampiric thirst. (Yaoi content and possible surprise characters) OOC, of course, and lots of it. It's a little like The Crow, I guess…Read and Review please!
Chapter One: Fateful Night
Ryou sat up in bed one evening, listening to "Brandon Lee" by the 69 Eyes and reading a rather engaging book – 'The Grapes of Wrath', to be exact. It was well past midnight, and next to him on the table laid his Millennium Ring and his HIM bookmark.
His room was wallpapered with HIM and the 69 Eyes posters, and one from the movie 'The Crow' above his head on the ceiling. His bed sheets were a mixture of the 69 Eyes and HIM, and his closet was loaded with their merchandise.
Yawning and stretching, he placed the bookmark carefully in the book and set it down on his bedside table before turning off his lamp and turning over onto his left side, facing away from the window where gentle moonlight filtered in and lit his sleeping form. Within seconds, he was fast asleep, and a shadow moved outside his window.
A moment later, his window was slid open and someone with long black hair and a black leather trench coat slipped into his room cat-style. They carefully turned Ryou over onto his back, then lifted him into their long and powerful arms as they dipped their head down to kiss the male's slender neck.
Ryou moaned delicately, his lips parting slightly as he did so and tilted his head back as far as it would go, allowing the stranger full access. They lifted their head up and kissed Ryou gently on the lips before going back to his neck and biting down, blood spurting out. Ryou opened his eyes and let out a soft pained cry, unable to move now as he tried to get the figure off of him.
As suddenly as it had started, it was over. They lied Ryou down gently on the bed, went out through the window, and closed it before leaving. Ryou lied there motionless, breathing shallowly with his eyes wide and his lips parted. He could feel himself starting to drift away, and his yami start to awaken without the help of the Millennium Ring. During Bakura's awakening, Ryou died, half Bakura, half Ryou.
(The Next Morning)
Yugi, Atemu, Jounichi, and Honda came by the next day to pick up Ryou for school. They knocked and knocked on the door before Honda finally picked the lock and they went looking for Ryou. "Ryou – Chan, are you here? Ryou – Chan?" called Yugi.
"Maybe he's not outta bed yet. Should we go wake him up, Honda?" asked Jounichi.
"Couldn't hurt. Let's go." The foursome went upstairs and into Ryou's room, expecting to find him sleeping soundly. What they didn't expect was Ryou lying on his bed in a position that suggested he had been raped. "Ryou – Chan! Are you alright?" Atemu cried out, running to Ryou's side. Noting that he wasn't moving, Atemu felt for a pulse and failed to find it.
"Atemu – Chan, is he okay?" Yugi asked. Atemu shook his head gravely.
"Yugi, do you have your phone?" Atemu asked. Yugi nodded and called 911, then waited it out for them in Ryou's bedroom. What made dealing with it worse was…that Ryou had been bled dry.
(The Next Week)
It was a very quiet funeral. No one said a word, but they all wore crosses around their necks and as the casket passed, each person made the mark of the cross on themselves. One person stood apart from the rest, dressed all in black and their long raven hair draped over their face, hiding it.
"Such a shame," they whispered. "He was to be my beloved…so pure and sweet…but regardless, he wasn't strong enough to survive, so I guess it was a futile effort…" they whispered before leaving silently.
Atemu looked up to see them leave and slipped away from the group to confront them. He had a funny feeling about them. "Hey, who are you and what do you want?"
They turned and looked at Atemu with vivid green eyes through the curtain of dark hair, straightening himself up to his full height and looked down at Atemu. "I am the last person to see him alive, and the first person to see him dead. I thought I'd come to make sure that he was buried properly."
"What are you to Ryou – Chan?" Atemu asked. They lowered their head and ran a hand through his long hair, pushing it back from his face, revealing a smooth, gloriously angled Japanese face with deep and soulful bright emerald eyes and full lips. He was tall, almost as tall as Seto, and just about as lean and coolly refined.
"Just a bystander. Now, I must be going. I have important business to attend to," he said, turning and starting to walk off. Atemu jumped forward and grabbed his arm, stopping him. They slowly turned and looked at Atemu out of the corner of his eyes dangerously. "I'm giving you approximately one second to let go of me, Atemu…" he said lowly. Atemu looked at them, wide-eyed as a slight breeze picked up and the sky started to rage, the man's emerald eyes glowing. "I consider cemeteries sacred and I don't wish to cause any problems on this blessed ground. But, I forgot. You mortals wouldn't understand a thing such as that."
Atemu was suddenly thrown back by an unexplainable force and landed hard on his back as they vanished into the shadow cast by a tree. Everything calmed and went back to normal, the funeral completely undisturbed. Atemu got up slowly and walked back to the group, mildly stunned.
(Heaven: Creation Quarters)
Ryou slowly opened his eyes to bright light streaming in on him. At first, he thought he was lying in bed and he had left the curtains open again. He went to roll over and pull the covers up over his head when he realized that there were no covers and he wasn't in his own bed – or a bed at all, for that matter. He sat up and tiredly rubbed his face, running a hand through his hair.
He looked around, tired but interested, seeing almost nothing except a man with long platinum blonde hair looking down at him through a curtain of the beautiful gold silk. He was dressed completely in what looked like ceremonial white robes fringed with gold, though very simple. "So, awakened I see, Ryou…" they said quietly.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" Ryou asked. They smiled knowingly.
"I am the one that everyone prays to, worships. I am their God, but to you, I am simply Alephsion. I know you name because I know everyone's name, Ryou. And, sadly my pure-hearted one, you must be sent away from here." Ryou's eyes widened a bit.
"Wha-? I just got here, didn't I? Why do I have to leave?"
"There is a shadow in your soul, Ryou. I can't let Tainted Angels into Heaven. I'm so sorry, Ryou, my Angel of the Bright Darkness…" Alephsion said, gently pushing on Ryou. He fell back and off of the platform he was sitting on and fell through the air towards the Earth, head first and eyes wide.
"NOO!" Ryou screamed, reaching for Alephsion's hand as he fell. He struggled to open his angel wings (Hey, Alephsion said he was an Angel, right?) only to find that he didn't have them yet or that they had been ripped off. He held himself and started to brace himself for the impact that would surely kill him as he closed his eyes. A single tear cascaded down his face as he fell and dissipated into glitter that surrounded him, slowing his fall.
He opened his chocolate eyes and started to convulse as his yami tried to emerge again. With a slight whimper of pain and blood gushing forth from his back, a pair of gargantuan wings shot out from within him, one black and leathery like a bat's wing, the other a pure light golden white with velveteen feathers.
They flipped him over and caught the air, then tipped him back to diving headfirst, unconscious. By the time he awoke, he was only a few thousand feet from the ground. His eyes started to glow brightly, and without thinking, threw his hands down in front of him and completely stopped himself four feet above the ground, still upside down, then flipped himself over and landed on his feet like a ninja. His eyes ceased to glow, and he straightened, looking down at his hands with awe.
"Wow…" he whispered.
A/N: Senayalayasha-Sama speaking with a new story!
I hope you all enjoy this, even if it is short and it's just the first chapter, but it'll get better with blood and gore! Yay! Spoiler alert! Yaoi could appear as soon as the next chapter and the surprise charaters could as well. Prepare for some crossing over here and there with movies, games and books, but nothing too major. Read and reveiw, please, please, please!
