Ok so I got the inspiration to write this gender bent fic from multiple fanfictions
I feel like there aren't enough fem versions of the abridged characters and felt like they deserved some love
I edited the quotes from the characters a little to make it a little more lesbian humor; but still do the characters justice
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Darkpheonix666
Marik zoomed down alleyways humming loudly as she drove her motorbike. She had her army at the waiting now all she needed to do was find somewhere to carry out her evil plan against the pharaoh.
"Get your motor running…." She hummed pleasantly as she drove ahead. She didn't know why she just had this song stuck in her head. However, it seemed ironically appropriate given her mode of transport. She had bought the bike as form of rebelling against her father after so many years.
She quickly turned down a side alley doing a wheelie as she did so. Nothing wrong with wanting to look cool while riding an awesome bike after all. "Head out on the highway" she sang loudly. She felt unstoppable; the whole world should fear her awesomeness.
Suddenly a white-haired girl around her age appeared out of nowhere. She stood in Marik's path holding her arms out while smirking blocking her path of getting around her.
She showed no fear of the oncoming vehicle or of having any harm done to her. In fact, she looked surprisingly cocky despite her impending doom. Marik cried out in shock and suddenly halted her bike. What the hell was this girl thinking doing something so reckless?
While she was all about evil and causing trouble; she had no interest in getting attacked by the police for manslaughter. She hadn't even had the bike that long; just about a week in truth. She planned on keeping it in good nick while she owned it and it would stay that way or somebody would pay for what they did.
She jolted to a halt as she suddenly stopped her bike. She sighed heavily and removed her helmet shaking her head free; god it felt good to no longer have her head compressed. While riding a bike was cool it did get awfully hot and sweaty underneath that damn helmet; felt good to take it off.
She then turned off her bike and glared at the white-haired assailant "What the frig? You nearly killed us both?!" Marik snapped defensively. Was this person trying to cause an accident?
She had too much evil to carry out to die from some idiot who felt like having an adrenaline rush. Whatever quirks they had they could take them elsewhere and leave her be to plot further.
The white-haired girl smirked mischievously as the tanned blonde girl. It seemed she had a lot of luck today; as well as a millennium item, she had found a very pretty owner of said item.
"So you are the source of the gay signal I was tracking" Bakura stated proudly. As always her little gaydar never failed to find one of her own; though she was better looking than expected. Her breasts were not as big as her own; but she certainly had a nice pair and her body was very delicious to look upon indeed.
Marik glared angrily; this random lunatic was now assuming her to be gay. How dare she; this girl knew nothing about her! "What?! I'll have you know I like men!" she snapped crossly. She wanted a really cool boyfriend who reveled in her evilness.
Bakura snorted in amusement; this girl was as straight as Spaghetti in hot water. The fact that she was riding a bike and dressed the way she was just further won her argument. Her whole attire screamed gay from her hairstyle to her damn clothes; any excuse she made was trivial.
"No doubt" she stated sarcastically folding her arms. This girl practically screamed gay and her item never lied about this sort of thing. She had become quite accustomed to seeking out people that shared her romantic and sexual interests.
"Shall I call you Ellen and have you run a talk show?" she teased sarcastically. She could see the temper raising in the other girl. However she was simply trying to deny what was blatantly obvious because she had been caught out.
Marik growled crossly but she had no interest in arguing about this "I would argue about this but I just noticed you are wearing a millennium item. Care to explain this?" she asked suspiciously.
How had she gotten a hold of it? As far as she knew the items came from Egypt; how the hell had she managed to get a hold of it? Had she stolen it or had someone managed to smuggle it to her?
Bakura smirked "Ah my millennium ring; yes, that's mine. I use it to manipulate the fabric of time and space to my will creating nightmarish monstrosities that feed on the souls of the living" She explained proudly.
The things she could do with her ring could give small children nightmares. She had long since gained complete control over it and its many amazing abilities; however, she used it for more unique purposes too.
"…And sometimes I just use it to find gay people" she admitted casually. She was over 200 years old trapped in the body of a 17-year-old girl. She had needs just like anyone else; but she shared a body with a hormonal teenager so of course she would want sex.
She had very much come to terms with her sexuality and was proud of it; uncaring of what people thought about her. Not that people could go against her anyway; not when she could just kill them.
But yes, she had been far too long without a partner or someone to keep her bed warm. She very much longed to have a female partner to keep her company when she felt the need. While she was indeed an evil spirit she did have urges and desires like everyone else. I mean she was a human after all; such things were normal, weren't they?
Marik raised her eyebrow suspiciously "Why would you want to do that?" she questioned in confusion. I mean she was attractive so why not just find a guy; unless she batted for the other team.
"Secretly I get very lonely" Bakura admitted bluntly. I mean she was over 200 years old and had been trapped in the ring for even longer; so why wouldn't she feel such a thing? While she was an evil spirit she was very much capable of human emotions. She had been human before all the events that took place before she became a spirit.
Marik sighed heavily; she might as well get to know this person since they both had a millennium puzzle and were quite obviously both evil. It would be nice to have someone to carry out evil deeds with.
"My name is Marik" Marik said casually. Since they were now semi allies she might as well give her name and so on. If she also had a millennium puzzle their goals may be of the same interest meaning teaming up was obviously something they should do.
"I don't care" Bakura explained bluntly. She had no interest in hanging out with this girl; she would be a nice fuck for one night but she had no intention of going any further. She had her own vendetta's that she needed to carry out; not to waste it on some girl who didn't even know how to be evil.
Marik frowned crossly at Bakura's rudeness "Well that was kind of insensitive; no wonder you're so lonely" she retorted. If she spoke like that to everyone then no wonder, why people avoided her. You had to show some form of manners to people you didn't know.
"Oh like your miss popularity" Bakura stated sarcastically. If she had friends, then why was she so chirpy and talkative? She acted like she had never so much as spoken to another human being before.
Marik huffed crossly "I don't need friends! I have brainwashed an army of Ellen's to do my bidding in order beat the Pharaoh and claim his power for my own!" Marik stated proudly.
"…. Also, I might kill him" she stated bluntly. She didn't know if the plan would work but did know that it was a very evil plan. She still had a few kinks and rough patches to go over to polish up her options.
Bakura scoffed in annoyance "You might kill him? You mean you don't know?" she snapped defensively. What kind of evil villain was she if she didn't even have a plan on how to destroy her enemy?!
Why would she make up this whole elaborate plan without any idea of whether or not she would be able to kill Yugi? It seemed like a very big part of the plan to just leave out of her whole scheme.
Marik folded her arms crossly "I never said my plan was well thought out! Just that it was incredibly evil!" she stated defensively her tone stubborn. Give her some credit she was new to this whole villain game.
She had only had a short time to come up with all this. She had taken a very long and stressful journey to get here. She had forced to have her henchmen help her gather slaves and brainwash a few choice drones to be her Ellen's.
This kind of thing wasn't easy; she had to spy on Yugi, gain his trust the whole palaver. It's not like she had eyes in the back of her head or could be everywhere at once. She was only one woman cut her some damn slack for frigs sake.
"Still seems like a pretty important detail to just skim over so easily" Bakura grumbled crossly her expression annoyed. If you were plotting an evil scheme against someone surely you needed to know what the outcome might be.
To be a villain you needed to explore and predict any possible outcome. You needed a backup plan if something went wrong and how to play your enemies off the trail. To be truly evil you had to know how to blend into the group and pretend to be an ally while secretly plotting behind their back.
Marik rolled her eyes dramatically "Well excuuuse me princess. Your plan isn't much better! What you're going to wait 200 episodes before you can give an eyeball to a guy so you can fly to Egypt with it?!" Marik retorted sarcastically.
A true evil plan needed deep planning and resource indeed but why take so long to carry out a plan with such a simple outcome? It seemed overly dramatic and quite honestly too stressful. Why not make her plan more simple and easy to follow?
"It's all in the execution" Bakura retorted mischievously. There was nothing like spying on the enemy, playing with their trust and watching the dramatic build up as you watched it unfurl from the shadows.
"Well if it was me I'd use mind control; like some form of malevolent puppet master or Jedi" Marik boasted proudly. In the movie Star Wars the main villain used mind control to make people bend against his will and do what he said.
In the puppet master the main villain could manipulate the souls in the puppets to do what he wanted. Depending on his wishes the dolls could either fight for the good team or the bad team.
Bakura smirked deviously her brown eyes gleaming "Or maybe we could slice Yugi open with a machete. See if that works?" she suggested. She had a large collection of knives to choose from in order to carry out her bidding on the naive young teen.
To lure Yugi into a secluded area and then have either her or Marik slice him open from behind would be deliciously evil. His heart breaking and laughing over his body as the blood spilled onto the floor and his life slowly ebbed away.
He would die like a dog with the memory that his so-called friend had murdered him and stole his puzzle. God, it gave her shivers of delight thinking of such a thing. He would never suspect dear sweet Ryou to be capable of such a cruel act.
"I have a better idea; we should totally be roommates. With my evilness and your britishness we would be unstoppable!" Marik cried proudly. She then hummed thoughtfully and looked quizzically at Bakura "Why are you British anyway?" she asked curiously.
She didn't look British; she sure sounded it but she sure didn't look it. Then again all the best villains were in honesty; you'd never suspect them being so polite. That's why the movies used them so much.
Bakura huffed crossly "I'm not British; I'm just gay". Her current host was British and in the closet about being gay; as well as being a host that resided in the item she was also a manifestation of Ryou's inner heart.