Hard Hearts Melting
Chapter one: Mark of Chaos
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Yugi and Ryou walked out of the classroom and towards the assembly room. Half the school was gathering already. Yami Yugi (Yami) and Y Baku (Baku) followed close behind. It was easy for them to get lost in this little labyrinth when everyone was filing into an assembly. Yamis were everywhere. Everyone seemed to have them now. The mumbling seemed to subside when the head of the school stepped onto the stage behind the podium. Several girls giggled as he walked. The guy was cute to the girls. He had short brown hair-like Seto Kaiba-, blue eyes and was as slick as a piece of candy was sweet. His name was Seigfreid and Yami and Y Baku hated him.
"Okay boys, girls and yamis, (direct glare at Yami and Y Baku). We have a new student at the Hikari no Yami University. Everyone say hello to Asamodan." A girl walked onto the stage and Y Baku and Yami fell in love instantly.
She had very pale skin, but her long hair was white. Her sinister eyes were red and studied the school with slight interest. She had black lipstick hiding two pointed fangs. The girl wore a black, skintight, sleeveless shirt that met at a silver ring around her neck and that cut off three inches above her waist, revealing a red rose tattoo. Her low-cut black shorts ended four inches from her knees. She wore fingerless black gloves that ended at her elbows and black boots that stopped in the middle of her shins. She had a pale red eight-point star in the middle of her head. Yami didn't miss the sword at her side, or the jagged silver bracelets on her wrists, or the whip in her hand. Those were very difficult to miss. The girl spread her black feather wings briefly and then folded them behind her back. She bowed before she spoke.
"I am Asamodan: Daughter of Darkness and Hate. I am not driven by hate, fear, or desire. I concentrate on one revolutionary battle, cold and hard and final." Her voice floated over everyone like a cold fog. Yami had chills.
"Asamodan will be bunking alone next to Yugi/Yami and Ryou/Y Baku. Will the four escort her to her room and help her get settled? Good. Dismissed."
Asamodan met them once the assembly was over. She bowed deeply and they cut through the introductions. She explained that she was born in the deepest and darkest corner of the Shadow realm. She has trained in dark arts all her life.
"So Asamodan, what are you doing here?" Yugi asked, not noticing that Y Baku and Ryou were holding back Yami.
"My father sent me for a reason, but he didn't specify what. And call me Asa."
The door opened with a soft creak. Asa quickly shut the shades and sat cross-legged on the floor. Y Baku was going to question but he studied her aura. It was red as her eyes.
"Maybe we should leave. Remember, no classes tomorrow." Yugi said, trying to make Yami move. Asa nodded and closed the door. She liked them, maybe they could be friends.
(You can never have friends.)
Asa looked around for the portal. Her father was here. She had to fight his power.
(Don't fight me Asa.)
But they're just children!
(They're Duelists.)
But-
(Don't fight me Asamodan. Let me see.)
Asa's red eyes turned black and she seemed to struggle a bit. She was no longer in control of her body. She clenched her teeth and shut her eyes.
(An unblessed soul, you've done well.)
Stop it.
(Call that one in. You'll know. Wait......Pegasus! He's here)
What?!
(Be cautious Asa. If you need us, just let us know.)
Okay.
(And keep an eye on that unblessed soul, Pegasus wants him.)
Asa wrapped her wings around her like a blanket and began meditating. She could see Pegasus. He was controlling this school.
I knew I hated that Seigfreid. Asa thought.
Creak!
Asa stood and turned around, tensed and red eyes aflame, to see Yami. He waved his hands as if to say "sorry if I scared you, I want to leave with all my body parts." Asa eased and stood up then glanced at Yami's watch (but he didn't know of her extended sight). The time was 2 AM. Yami was dressed in rather casual clothing-a T-shirt and shorts- (well, Asa assumed that they were shorts) and the puzzle hung limply from his neck.
"What do you want?" She asked, inviting him in.
"I-uh-just wanted to see if you were surviving the night." Yami said, stepping in cautiously. Asa almost laughed.
"You couldn't sleep, right?" Yami nodded. Asa pointed her hands at a corner and spoke in a strange tongue. Glitter formed in her hands and in seconds, a bed appeared. Asa sat down and motioned for Yami to come over. He took his placed beside her.
"What do you want to talk about?" Asa asked. Yami thought for a while.
"What was life like in the Shadow realm?" Yami asked.
"Dark, depressing and it's a survival of the fittest. I'm one of the lucky ones. There was a plague that ripped through the realm and many died. I hid from it and had to eat the dead. In a few years I was merely skin and bones. Then I began my training."
"What was it like?"
"Everyday I was awoken with a loud bell. I ate whatever I could catch and more often than not had to fight over it until I was bleeding. The day was normally fight to survive, steal, kill your brethren and eat them to live. The elders called me ruthless, bloodthirsty, devouring one, hunter-killer and (of course) demon. No one would come near me-for they feared that I would kill them, eat them, and drink their blood as though it was water. The mark on my head told them I was born from Chaos, and." Asamodan's voice trailed off.
She looked at Yami Yugi's forehead. Her red, wandering eyes studied him with either fear or deep interest. She seemed to look deep within Yami's soul.
Asa stood up suddenly and faced him. Her hands seemed to flatten and morph into blades and her eyes flared. She pointed her left.um.blade at Yami's forehead. She opened her mouth to speak, and Yami could see her teeth looking more like tiger's teeth than two pointed fangs.
"Where did you get that?" She asked, her voice mixed with a strange humming sound.
"Get what?" Yami asked confused.
Asa moved her blade so it looked like a mirror. Yami gasped in surprise. In the middle of his forehead was a pale red 8-point star. It was faint.but it was there. Asa's blades became hands again. She grabbed Yami's shoulders-- her face mere inches from his.
"Asa! What the-?"
"You have the mark of the Shadow realm! You were born from Chaos-like me." Asa's grip tightened painfully.
"Ow! Asa!" Yami struggled, but the demon's grip was strong. She let go suddenly. The mark had disappeared. Asa stepped back cautiously, showing her daggers that could be called teeth.
"You must be born from Chaos too. Tell me! Where were you born?" Asa asked.
"I.I don't remember." Yami asked, rather afraid now. Asa said nothing.
"You were a pharaoh, right? (Yami nods). Hnnnnn." Asa muttered incoherently to herself.
(The door)
A strange voice echoed through the room. The two tensed at the sound of it.
(Find the door.)
Asa looked around. She knew the door. Reaching off screen, she pulled out a tattered piece of paper. Yami asked what it was and what was the door the voice was repeating about.
"It's a poem the elders used to say."
"Well what was that?"
Asa cleared her throat.
" 'Follow the path to the dragon's door 'Whether you make it there, the choice is yours 'If you want to see, with a mark you must be branded 'In not, in the darkness you'll be eternally stranded.'" Asa's voice fell silent.
Yami bid the demon farewell and slipped back into his room -unimaginably tired- as the sun's rays began to appear over the horizon.
The descent
Made up of despairs
And without accomplishment
Realizes a new awakening
Which is the reversal of despair For what we cannot accomplish, what Is denied to love What we have lost in the anticipation- A descent follows, Endless and indestructible
Chapter one: Mark of Chaos
Okay.I only own Asamodan. Have fun.
Asamodan: Wanna join in this ficcy? Fill in the form in your review.
Name:
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A brief description:
Asamodan: No copying my profile. It is mine and mine alone, unless you're a sibling of mine and I don't know.
We only have 10 spots open at school but if you really wanna join, say so. (School or otherwise.like a shadowrealm character.) Oh.and THANK YOU SHADOWWOLF!!!!
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Yugi and Ryou walked out of the classroom and towards the assembly room. Half the school was gathering already. Yami Yugi (Yami) and Y Baku (Baku) followed close behind. It was easy for them to get lost in this little labyrinth when everyone was filing into an assembly. Yamis were everywhere. Everyone seemed to have them now. The mumbling seemed to subside when the head of the school stepped onto the stage behind the podium. Several girls giggled as he walked. The guy was cute to the girls. He had short brown hair-like Seto Kaiba-, blue eyes and was as slick as a piece of candy was sweet. His name was Seigfreid and Yami and Y Baku hated him.
"Okay boys, girls and yamis, (direct glare at Yami and Y Baku). We have a new student at the Hikari no Yami University. Everyone say hello to Asamodan." A girl walked onto the stage and Y Baku and Yami fell in love instantly.
She had very pale skin, but her long hair was white. Her sinister eyes were red and studied the school with slight interest. She had black lipstick hiding two pointed fangs. The girl wore a black, skintight, sleeveless shirt that met at a silver ring around her neck and that cut off three inches above her waist, revealing a red rose tattoo. Her low-cut black shorts ended four inches from her knees. She wore fingerless black gloves that ended at her elbows and black boots that stopped in the middle of her shins. She had a pale red eight-point star in the middle of her head. Yami didn't miss the sword at her side, or the jagged silver bracelets on her wrists, or the whip in her hand. Those were very difficult to miss. The girl spread her black feather wings briefly and then folded them behind her back. She bowed before she spoke.
"I am Asamodan: Daughter of Darkness and Hate. I am not driven by hate, fear, or desire. I concentrate on one revolutionary battle, cold and hard and final." Her voice floated over everyone like a cold fog. Yami had chills.
"Asamodan will be bunking alone next to Yugi/Yami and Ryou/Y Baku. Will the four escort her to her room and help her get settled? Good. Dismissed."
Asamodan met them once the assembly was over. She bowed deeply and they cut through the introductions. She explained that she was born in the deepest and darkest corner of the Shadow realm. She has trained in dark arts all her life.
"So Asamodan, what are you doing here?" Yugi asked, not noticing that Y Baku and Ryou were holding back Yami.
"My father sent me for a reason, but he didn't specify what. And call me Asa."
The door opened with a soft creak. Asa quickly shut the shades and sat cross-legged on the floor. Y Baku was going to question but he studied her aura. It was red as her eyes.
"Maybe we should leave. Remember, no classes tomorrow." Yugi said, trying to make Yami move. Asa nodded and closed the door. She liked them, maybe they could be friends.
(You can never have friends.)
Asa looked around for the portal. Her father was here. She had to fight his power.
(Don't fight me Asa.)
But they're just children!
(They're Duelists.)
But-
(Don't fight me Asamodan. Let me see.)
Asa's red eyes turned black and she seemed to struggle a bit. She was no longer in control of her body. She clenched her teeth and shut her eyes.
(An unblessed soul, you've done well.)
Stop it.
(Call that one in. You'll know. Wait......Pegasus! He's here)
What?!
(Be cautious Asa. If you need us, just let us know.)
Okay.
(And keep an eye on that unblessed soul, Pegasus wants him.)
Asa wrapped her wings around her like a blanket and began meditating. She could see Pegasus. He was controlling this school.
I knew I hated that Seigfreid. Asa thought.
Creak!
Asa stood and turned around, tensed and red eyes aflame, to see Yami. He waved his hands as if to say "sorry if I scared you, I want to leave with all my body parts." Asa eased and stood up then glanced at Yami's watch (but he didn't know of her extended sight). The time was 2 AM. Yami was dressed in rather casual clothing-a T-shirt and shorts- (well, Asa assumed that they were shorts) and the puzzle hung limply from his neck.
"What do you want?" She asked, inviting him in.
"I-uh-just wanted to see if you were surviving the night." Yami said, stepping in cautiously. Asa almost laughed.
"You couldn't sleep, right?" Yami nodded. Asa pointed her hands at a corner and spoke in a strange tongue. Glitter formed in her hands and in seconds, a bed appeared. Asa sat down and motioned for Yami to come over. He took his placed beside her.
"What do you want to talk about?" Asa asked. Yami thought for a while.
"What was life like in the Shadow realm?" Yami asked.
"Dark, depressing and it's a survival of the fittest. I'm one of the lucky ones. There was a plague that ripped through the realm and many died. I hid from it and had to eat the dead. In a few years I was merely skin and bones. Then I began my training."
"What was it like?"
"Everyday I was awoken with a loud bell. I ate whatever I could catch and more often than not had to fight over it until I was bleeding. The day was normally fight to survive, steal, kill your brethren and eat them to live. The elders called me ruthless, bloodthirsty, devouring one, hunter-killer and (of course) demon. No one would come near me-for they feared that I would kill them, eat them, and drink their blood as though it was water. The mark on my head told them I was born from Chaos, and." Asamodan's voice trailed off.
She looked at Yami Yugi's forehead. Her red, wandering eyes studied him with either fear or deep interest. She seemed to look deep within Yami's soul.
Asa stood up suddenly and faced him. Her hands seemed to flatten and morph into blades and her eyes flared. She pointed her left.um.blade at Yami's forehead. She opened her mouth to speak, and Yami could see her teeth looking more like tiger's teeth than two pointed fangs.
"Where did you get that?" She asked, her voice mixed with a strange humming sound.
"Get what?" Yami asked confused.
Asa moved her blade so it looked like a mirror. Yami gasped in surprise. In the middle of his forehead was a pale red 8-point star. It was faint.but it was there. Asa's blades became hands again. She grabbed Yami's shoulders-- her face mere inches from his.
"Asa! What the-?"
"You have the mark of the Shadow realm! You were born from Chaos-like me." Asa's grip tightened painfully.
"Ow! Asa!" Yami struggled, but the demon's grip was strong. She let go suddenly. The mark had disappeared. Asa stepped back cautiously, showing her daggers that could be called teeth.
"You must be born from Chaos too. Tell me! Where were you born?" Asa asked.
"I.I don't remember." Yami asked, rather afraid now. Asa said nothing.
"You were a pharaoh, right? (Yami nods). Hnnnnn." Asa muttered incoherently to herself.
(The door)
A strange voice echoed through the room. The two tensed at the sound of it.
(Find the door.)
Asa looked around. She knew the door. Reaching off screen, she pulled out a tattered piece of paper. Yami asked what it was and what was the door the voice was repeating about.
"It's a poem the elders used to say."
"Well what was that?"
Asa cleared her throat.
" 'Follow the path to the dragon's door 'Whether you make it there, the choice is yours 'If you want to see, with a mark you must be branded 'In not, in the darkness you'll be eternally stranded.'" Asa's voice fell silent.
Yami bid the demon farewell and slipped back into his room -unimaginably tired- as the sun's rays began to appear over the horizon.
The descent
Made up of despairs
And without accomplishment
Realizes a new awakening
Which is the reversal of despair For what we cannot accomplish, what Is denied to love What we have lost in the anticipation- A descent follows, Endless and indestructible