Chains.
The torture and the blood.
The pain and the misery.

Not anymore.

Ryou Bakura woke from his troubled sleep as he dangled from the ceiling in these chains that bound his arms. His hair had been matted and parts of it stuck up to look like bat's wings and wilder than his usual.
He breathed harshly as he looked around his cell and glared at the heavy wooden door.

After he had been realised from his dark side, Ryou had been captured by countless people, sold off, raped, traded, beaten, struck, raped, sold off…he had lost count of what happened and in what sequence…
All he could remember before this tortuous life was very little. But what he did have gave him his reason to detest every one of his so – called friends.

He remembered being on the boat across to duelist kingdom, hearing voices in his head. Talking to the voice and finding out he had a name. Funnily enough his name, he had adapted from Ryou's surname.
Ryou spoke with the demon that befriended him, making him an ally before shattering Ryou's life. Ryou blacked out for months at a time.
The last thing Ryou remembered from the Battle City Tournament that took place was that he had been taken to hospital, with a severe injury to his arm. Then he re - awoke to find himself face-to-face in a duel with Yugi. Then he was gorging himself in the kitchen.
The last time he had heard from Bakura was in the church.
His nightmare ended in Egypt, Bakura was gone, he didn't have the millennium Ring anymore and his life had returned to almost normal…almost.
He struggled against his bindings, trying to release himself from them as the next memories slid into place.
Yugi would smile and talk to him as if nothing ever happened. Joey and Seto had somehow decided to befriend each other rather than insult each other.
Serenity moved back to Brooklyn to stay with her mother and Tristan and Duke became best of friends. Tea always was with Yugi and Marik and his sister, Ishizu, left with their brother Odion.
Tea had taken her place beside Yugi and Yugi, being too innocent to understand that Tea just kept with him because he looked so much like the Pharaoh didn't mind at all. That was when Ryou felt as if his escape from reality had ended and he had to be pulled back harshly to his screwed up life.
The rest went by in a blur.
Ryou screamed aloud and snapped his holdings from the ceilings, leaving the shackles on and about 3 inches of chain on each. He snarled as he rammed his body against the door, trying to shatter it as thoughts of his darkness entered his mind. He didn't want to remember what happened in those brief moments between them and how Ryou developed into the monster he was now.
He broke through the door with abnormal strength and proceeded down the halls of this underground prison.
Yes, Ryou Bakura was in a secure prison that was hidden underground, for it was for psychotic serial killers that were deemed unsafe for a regular prison.
And for good reason.

He'd had enough turmoil in his life after whom he now called Yami Bakura, not just Bakura had died. He had killed 32 slavers and 4 top business executives.
He had done it all in the space of one week, during the nights so he couldn't be noticed, leaving a calling card of YB carved into his victims hands. But the letters never made sense, for they were never on any database.
Yet he had adapted them on the behalf of his demonic other half, Yami Bakura.
He had done it all in a fury and contained his anger during the days for the nights, when he could use it to its potential.

Ryou escaped the prison without even attracting the attention of the guard dogs, though he never knew how he did it.
He sat at the church, on the ledge on the outside, looking over the city.
He sat in contemplation, waiting and strategising his plan.
He knew who would pay for telling of his 2 month reign of the night.

He knew who would be first.
It would be…….

- - Flashback - -

"Hello, Ryou-kun. How are you..?" Yugi asked, surrounded by the usual group.
"I don't feel well....I still have dreams of…Bakura." He looked down to the ground. He knew they were distant memories that he didn't want to remember, because he wasn't there anymore. Even if they were happy memories. But Yugi thought that Ryou had thought they were nightmares.
"Cheer up...I'm sure they'll stop soon." He smiled as he sat beside Tea on the bench across from him.
Joey and Tristan sat along side Ryou and Seto and Duke took their places between the two sides, Seto between Joey and Yugi, Duke between Tristan and Tea.
Ryou smiled cheerfully.
"You know you guys, I think the weather is going to be really nice tonight...It would be nice to a stroll in the park…"
Joey looked at him
"Are ya crazy, Ryou..? It'll be pissin' of rain tonight an' there's that murderer still out there, police can't catch him, they're tryin' to place curfew an' everthin'…and you wanna go a walk..? Unbelievable."

Ryou just laughed.
"I'll be fine Joey...honest. I can run faster than you think, so I don't think I could get caught."
For a moment, it seemed that the conversation was going to change to a different route. Then Mokuba pulled up, just outside the gates.
"Seto! You gotta come here! Quick!"
Seto excused himself and ran over to Mokuba, Joey watching him longingly as he left, looking like a puppy looking for its master.
Mokuba pulled out a small TV screen.
"I got footage of part of a murder when I was looking through our security tapes…I had to ring the police as soon as I found it...Seto…….Ryou killed them."
Seto couldn't believe him.
"Mokuba, how many times have I told you that those video games are rotting your brain..?"
Mokuba glared at him seriously and shoved the screen into his hands after pressing play.
There was Ryou, a black trench coat on and his smile wide, baring fangs as white as his hair.
He killed the man, one of the Big 5….actually, the last of the Big 5.
Seto couldn't believe his eyes, but it told him everything he needed to know.
"…Good Job, Mokuba…"
Mokuba nodded, but tears welled in his eyes. He hugged Seto fiercely.
"I had to tell the police Set…I didn't know what else to do...I can't believe I turned in a friend, though....It's terrible."
But by the time Seto had got Mokuba to calm down, the police had arrived.

- - End Flashback - -