Stay Out or In
A/N: Ah, Halloween… I've been planning this story almost all year. This is one of the greatest holidays of the year! And now, let the insanity begin.
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or anything else famous that people may have heard of before reading this. This is rated T for TEEN due to some language, blood, and frightening images. People of the internet, you have been warned. Happy Halloween!
Chapter 1: The Dare
The weak rays of the early morning sun crawled through the plastic blinds, and shined on a young face. The owner of the pale skin winced, and then rolled around in his cocoon of blankets and sheets so his long white hair faced the bright intruder instead of his sensitive eyes.
But despite his attempt to never wake up and leave his own ideal world, Ryo's eyes opened, and revealed his gentle mocha orbs. He quietly sighed to himself, and then slowly sat up. His arms reached towards the ceiling as he tried to wake himself up. He glanced at his electric clock.
It was a birthday or Christmas gift from his father one year. Its purpose was to make sure he woke up one time every day, but his body had always forced him to awaken on time, so there was really no need for it. But he did not want to upset his father, so he accepted his present with a bright fake smile.
He shifted his body so he was sitting on the side of his bed. He stared at the carpeted floor for a moment, and then stood up and yawned.
As he slowly walked over towards the door to his room, a shiver ran down his spine. As his heart thumped harder than a race horse, he carefully turned around and glanced at his dresser. Sitting on top was the Millennium Ring, begging to be put on.
Ryo could feel it tugging at him to come closer, but the young boy knew better. He didn't even have to wear the artifact for the spirit to take over his body. All he needed to do was hold it, and he would begin to have gaps in between his memories.
He swallowed, and then slipped through the door and shut it. He dragged his body slowly down the steps, and then into the kitchen. He grabbed the loaf of bread from on top of the counter, pulled out two slices, and then dropped them into the silver toaster.
As he waited for the toast to pop out, he walked over and opened the fridge. He pulled out a round yellow container labeled BUTTER. He set it on the cold counter, then pulled out a drawer, and grabbed a shiny butter knife out. He set it on top of the round lid when he heard his food pop out.
When his toast was on the white plate, he turned around and gasped.
Sitting next to the butter was the Millennium Ring. Ryo sighed and ignored it as he spread the butter over his food.
He knew that simply leaving it in his room wasn't going to stop it. But it was worth a try.
After he finished his breakfast, he changed into his school uniform left his apartment. He walked down the carpeted hallway and out of the building.
As he walked down the road to his school, a cool October breeze whispered through his long white locks, and old colorful leaves danced along with the wind. Autumn was defiantly here.
Ryo walked through the school gates and reached his classroom. He gripped the cold medal doorknob, and as he pushed the door open, a frightening green monster face popped in front of his face, starling the hikari.
The "monster" began laughing without moving its mouth, and when it peeled off its rubbery skin, Jonouchi's face appeared.
"Ya shudda seen yer face!" he laughed. Ryo snorted. He should have expected it. Ever since he transferred to the school, every Halloween, either Jonouchi or Honda would jump him with a mask.
"You should keep it on," Ryo retorted, "It makes your face look better!" Jonouchi frowned as Honda and Yugi snickered at the white-haired boy's comeback.
He made his way over to his desk with Jonouchi, instantly forgiving him, where the others were waiting for them.
"Alight," Honda asked, "so what are the plans for this wonderful Halloween evening?"
"I heard about a party tonight," Anzu suggested. Jonouchi turned his nose away.
"Nah," he growled, "we always do something spooky and creepy!"
"I heard about this one house that was built by ghosts," Yugi explained, "and there's this creepy graveyard surrounding the entire building. It's about an hour and a half away. Waddya guys say?" Honda and Jonouchi nodded immediately, but Anzu wasn't too sure.
"I wanted to do something we all could've done together," she admitted, "I don't think we should leave Ryo again-"
"I can go," he yelled, "What makes you guys think I can't handle it?" Jonouchi grinned.
"Alright," he dared, "but if you come, you have to sit on top of the mausoleum in the cemetery. Deal?" A cold shiver ran down Ryo's spine, but he nodded anyway.
"Excellent," Jonouchi shouted with delight, "then we'll meet at Yugi's house at eight! Just when it's starting to get dark!"
"Why is it always my house?" Yugi pouted.
"'Cause everyone knows where it is!" his friend smiled. Another shiver ran down Ryo's spine, but he ignored it. But what he couldn't ignore was a small voice whispering two simple words into his ear…
…Don't go…
Ryo ran down the sidewalk, heading straight for the game shop where Yugi lived. His backpack pounced on his back as he dodged children in costumes, walking up to buildings and saying the magic words of the night. He panted as he tried to glance at his watch. He knew that he was at least thirty minutes late.
He had always seemed late, no matter what it was. It's all entirely his fault, all except never keeping track of time. The apartment he lives at doesn't allow bikes to "dirty up the nice carpets", and he hardly has enough money to feed himself let alone call a cab.
He began to sprint faster when he could see the bright lights from the shop. He burst through the doors and rested on his knees, trying to catch his breath again.
"Alright," he panted, "I'm here." He looked up, and no one was downstairs. Either I can't read my watch, or they went on ahead without me. He groaned at the thought of running all the way to the house. Especially all alone. At night.
He shook himself, trying to calm his nerves. He sighed and walked out of the building. He turned in the direction of the old house. A strange eerie wind blew as he began going in that direction.
The amount of happily squeaking children and decorated houses declined the farther he walked. Pretty soon, the houses themselves began to disappear, until Ryo was left with only the night to keep him company. He had to reach in his bag for a flashlight when all of the streetlights abandoned him. Another wind flew by, but Ryo shook it off as he continued down the dark, lonely path.
Eventually, he reached old, rusty gates with a creepy sign reading CEMETERY above. Behind the black bars were many old headstones. He tried to look farther in, but he couldn't see a house, a mausoleum, or any of his friends. Are they already inside the house? That is, if there is one.
The dark autumn leaves harshly whispered in the ancient oaks as Ryo tried to see if he could open up the gate. As he searched the bars, he found an old, rotting sign. The letters were a bit faded, but when he shined his flashlight on the wood, the sign was a little bit more legible.
As he was decoding the secret message, the silence of the night was killed when a small twig snapped. Ryo looked up for a moment, and his eyes flashed back and forth. Nothing happened, so he nervously went back to the sign.
Until a hand slapped on his shoulder. He tried to quickly turn around and shake the hand off, but a pair came, one silencing his mouth, and the other grabbing the other shoulder, preventing him from facing the owner.
His body shivered all over as he tried to lash out and free himself. But it was all pointless.
A/N: MUHAHAHAHAHAHA! EVIL CLIFFHANGER! :D I had fun writing! I love horror… and it's only just begun. Please review and let me know what you think!