Hey guys!
So I know I should be updating a Night to Remember but I'm uninspired. But I went back and re-read the Nightmare Circus and was appalled. It was terrible! So I'm fixing it. I'll keep it up if you want to see it but this is going to be the real one now. This one is actually dark and bad, the way I originally intended for the story to be. THIS ONE HAS A PLOT! The plot should be pretty easy to find too! Alright enjoy!
(As told from the perspective of Yugi throughout the entire story)
We've changed
Nothing is the same anymore
Ryou, Malik, Joey, Mokuba, and I are not what we once were
No longer as we weak or young or innocent
Not anymore
At first the changes were small
Easily angered, violent tendencies
Nothing huge
But that all changed
We wanted more
We wanted blood
But not just any blood
We wanted innocent blood
We wanted to see it spill in crimson rivers and mingle with salty tears as we played with our victims
But the occasional kill wasn't enough
We needed more
And so our yami's helped us
We wanted blood, they wanted more than that
They wanted the fear, the adrenalin, the screams
They wanted the torture, we wanted the mess
Luckily it wasn't too hard to get what we wanted
No one would ever figure it out either
No one would suspect us, especially the "innocents" of our group
If only they could see past the big eyes and round faces
If only they could see the evil smirks and bloody thoughts
If only they didn't trust the cute smile
They might have lived
But thankfully they all sought to "help us" with whatever we needed
Most of the time it was simple to lure them out
"Sir, could you help me find my mother?"
"Excuse me but will you let me borrow your phone?"
"Can you help me hail a taxi?"
Nothing was hard until the number skyrocketed
What was once a risky craving was now a dangerous addiction
It was just so fun!
We needed a plan though
We couldn't stay in one place and risk that we be caught
But the idea came to me easily
It would be simple to do since Seto wanted this as much as the rest of us
He paid for everything
Thankfully
If he hadn't he would have been the next one on my list
Joey would be next if he didn't kill me first
Anyways
Why I hadn't thought of it sooner was beyond me
Something so simple and innocent that would bring in both money and blood
A circus
Sounds strange right?
But it worked
We took what we knew how to do and made it dangerous
Bakura and Malik liked knives and were once thieves
Knife throwers was the logical conclusion
Ryou was always limber and had an uncanny ability to do gymnastics
Thus the acrobat was born
Marik was fascinated with fire since he was young
How else do you think Malik got his scars?
Marik was simply "playing" with him
Joey loved animals but not in the way that you think
He loved to see them hunt, to see them attack helpless creatures
All he needed was a flute
Mokuba was different
He was still the most innocent of us all
He made this fact work well for himself
The dark clown was just too easy for him to pull off
Seto was strong
Stronger than I had imagined
He was limber and tall too
The German wheel seemed to work for him
Never understood why but I never bothered to ask
Yami was always naturally graceful like none other
A tightrope was all he needed
But this left us with a problem
We needed a Ringleader
So Yami got creative
"Recycling" he called it
I called it genius
Akefia
Merely a puppet controlled by Yami
Then again that bastard was drunk all the time
Why let that body go to waste?
Ryou was always good at making things and was even better at fixing them
A needle and thread was all he needed to make the perfect puppet
Akefia worked just fine
We had our Ringleader
All that was left was me
Yami never thought I was strong
How wrong he was
Two large strands of black silk was all it took to convince him I was
Besides games, there was one other thing I did as a child, working in the fabric warehouse
Mother and father owned the warehouse
The bolts of fabric were my only friend when I was younger
Naturally you get creative after a while
Ribbon dancing was a pastime I never thought about until Yami stared at me when I brought him to work with me one day
A few simple words and a few bolts of fabric later and he was convinced
So the circus was born
The Nightmare Circus that is