This story has nothing to do with my first story Shadow of the Nights. This story takes place on the Battle Ship and some parts are true to the anime though some of it is not. I had been brainstorming for awhile of wanting to add some characterization of Yami no Malik meeting Yami no Bakura for the first time and what he thinks of him. In this version Yami stops the duel between the two of them. Also the spirits are true to the original anime by staying connected to their hosts and will not separate from them. Please, no flaming!

Names being used in the story

Yami no Malik- Malik or Mariku (nickname)

Yami no Bakura- Bakura or Ijah (nickname)

Yami no Yugi- Atemu

Malik- hikari (vessel)

Ryou- hikari (host)

Yugi- hikari (adiou)

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did the villains would have had a bigger role in the show.

WARNING: This is Yami Malik's story and will include some of his points of view so it might be a little offensive to some people. Will contain some violence and strong language. Also guyxguy relationships so if you don't like it then don't read it. You have been warned!

Chapter 1

Fate

(Yami no Malik's point of view)

I glanced out the window observing the shadows of the dark moon swallowing up the sky with darkness. I smirk at this as it reminded me of my dream of where I would have the world taken apart and then sink into a smoke of blackness with skeletons still lingering in the graves that I dug for them.

Who cares if I would be the only one left once I have accomplished my meaningful goal? It is who I am. I have no problem with death. It is pleasure to me and I am covered in darkness and it is the darkness' way to annihilate every living thing on this planet. It is what we live for. I am not from this world, but from another.

I stealthily walk down the dark voids of the other mortal's room hoping to locate the one who would cause my plans to be distinguished into the flames of hell if I let him live. The one who my idiot weaker half had kept me into confinement since he was 10. Rishid! I cringe my fist in fury as my eyes for a second turn blood with malice. My vessel wouldn't even be so lenient if it weren't for him. If only I had killed him when I had the chance, but no that loyal man had to scar himself for eternity to make sure I never had my way.

I then smile as I remembered. What a fool he was to think that he could have actually controlled Ra when it was me who told him to try therefore I could come out and take over my weaker vessel's body and plot my revenge. Yes, I said revenge, but it is no ones' business to know why I feel that way. Some things are best to be left alone.

As I look in every direction I see hundreds of rooms stretching beyond my vision. It was almost tempting me to blow up the damn blimp just by looking for this bald netherfall. This was a waste of my time. I have been looking for this man for almost 15 minutes. Just walking aimlessly like a brainless idiot. If he wasn't such a threat to me then I would bother ever looking for this Egyptian trash. As you may already know I am not patient whatsoever. Damn that CEO. I feel like I am in a gigantic rat maze.

As I lighten my footsteps and I let my velvet cape fly in all directions where it hangs, I scowl as I notice that one unfortunate fool seems to be blocking my path.

"Hey, who are you? Seto Kaiba doesn't want anyone up after curfew. It is after 11:00, get to bed." The man with the white doctor trench coat pointed towards the other rooms as he tried to pull me away from the door.

Big mistake. This man must have been in that room and I know that Rishid was knocked unconscious therefore it would make sense if Rishid were in that room. He must have been checking up with him. I narrowed my eyes as I pulled out my Millenium Rod from behind my back and smirked devishly as I saw his eyes light up with deep fear. Oh yes, he was afraid of me and it did nto surprise me as the doctor tried to reach for a phone hanging on the wall to call security.

I pulled out the sheath in the back of the rod until it became a dagger and without warning, slashed the guy in the back. I laughed a little as I glowered at the blood that was spilt as I left him for death to feed upon.

I then entered the room much like a shadow would as I noticed the helpless man sleeping soundly in the bed. Oh I was going to enjoy this.

"Rishid, the darkness is visiting you." I replied in a creepy voice with delight as I lifted the dagger end of the Millenium Rod towards his face.

As I was about to end his misery I heard another sound almost like an insane bout of laughter. I turn around quickly to see whom would be my next victim standing there at the door, rudely interrupting me from my game of pain.

"Bakura." I replied plainly a bit surprised that this mortal would dare confront me in my time of vanquishing my enemy and sending him to hell.

"I can't allow you to kill him." The white haired yami replied as a smile still stayed plastered on his face. I watched him take a few steps forward. I knew by instinct that this wasn't the clueless, quiet Ryou Bakura who wouldn't hurt a fly. No, this was the evil spirit who controlled the Millenium Ring and the host. I decided sizing him up by power level by observing his soul and by reading it and noticed that I might have some competition.

He was evil and sinister to a fault though I considered myself worse than him. Besides this guy's awful attire. Oh Ra! Who the hell likes to wear stripes with gray jeans? It is almost as gay or worse where my stupid vessel was wearing a lavender tank top showing off his stomach, with black pants. Was he trying to be a girl or something?

I know I shouldn't care of fashion sense because I am evil, but these thoughts were going through my head and the clothes I picked resembled my stature. A purple cloak that I wear like a cape, a black muscle shirt and khaki pants, and I wanted to look sinister and evil. This guy…uh…no comment.

"Are you going to stop me?" I smirk at him. I admired his anticipation, but I knew he was no match for me even though he was a bit familiar with the Millenium Items and the shadow magic.

He shook his head as he smiled a smile similar to a Cheshire cat as he pointed to air. For a minute I was a but dumbfounded thinking that maybe this guy had lost his mind, but that was until I saw the Millenium Ring glowing and the one person's silhouette appeared. The one annoyance who I abhorred the most.

"No, we are going to stop you. This guy promised me that if I helped him unite him with his body and kill you then I would have possession over the Millenium Rod."

"You fiend, I want my body back." Malik, my lighter half-yelled as he stayed real close to the other spirit for protection. I saw him try to cuddle him, but the white haired spirit pushed him away forcefully.

I frown in annoyance as I was forced to listen to Malik's babbling go on a bit. I was content on fighting off Bakura alone, but this other guy who I had to be part of for so long was going to give me a headache more so than ever. This gave me second thoughts of Bakura who I see was strong willed and evil and he dared to join an allegiance with my hikari. The poor fool doesn't realize that even if he did defeat me then he would get nothing in return because I am part of Malik and if I die so will he. I will let them figure it out on their own.

"I said not to touch me. I am only doing this because it is the only way I can achieve my goal. It does not mean that I like you Malik." Bakura growled as he stepped away until he was almost towards the bed.

I saw Malik murmur something under his breath as he tried to stare hatefully into my eyes. I looked away letting my eyes fall on the other yami whose Millenium Ring began to sparkle with life and I figured that Malik had put some of his soul into the ring or else he wouldn't even exist except outside the soul room crystal prism I had encased him in.

"This is my body now and I will not return it to the likes of you. You both shall die." I laughed arrogantly as I raised the Millenium Rod up towards them. My eyes and the Millenium Rod turned red as Malik disappeared and Bakura crashed into the wall because of the force of my power.

"You bastard. How dare you do this to the Great Ore-sama?" Bakura called himself as he glared at me with a burning hatred in his eyes.

I almost laughed at the name had had chosen. There was no way he was a god in my eyes though there was something about him that I liked. "You can just hang on the wall like a puppet and I will be back to end your pathetic life after I deal with Rishid." I was about to go about my business again when I felt my body freeze in its place.

"Damn you." I looked over my shoulder and saw that he was using Millenium Ring to hold me in place and so that I could not move.

I growled in annoyance wishing that I hadn't let my guard down and killed the other yami when I had the chance, however this proved to be quite an amusement for me. We had one thing in common; the ability to rely on the Millenium items which could interfere with another one.

"I am not afraid of you. We are the same, so why don't you just hand over the Millenium Rod before I add you to my collection of lost souls?"

This guy didn't seem like he was afraid of me. Perhaps my weaker half hasn't told him much about me. Oh well, he can find out and then die by my hand when he does. I would never do what he says. I was not afraid of him either. He was nothing to me. Yes, I know I am underestimating my enemy, but I am a bit perturbed that I haven't been able to finish my game.

"No, Yami no Bakura. It seems to me that we are even in strength and power, so I think it would be better if we played a Yami no Game."

Yes, I called him by name because it is what he is besides he kind of earned my respect by ambushing me. I walked up to him and pinned him to the bloody wall smiling evilly. It was the first time I actually got to look at his white silver hair, the tips of his sharp spikes resembling a demonic feature. His eyes were chocolate brown and filled with anger. As he was about to force me away I grabbed his hand and began to twist it backwards. I smirked at the pain that was revealing in his eyes until he snapped back to reality and kneed me in the groin.

"Don't you try anything stupid you blonde, spiky-haired freak. I'll rip your eyes out of your sockets if you do. I already had your dumb other half trying to make his moves on me and I don't need a psychotic mirror image of him doing the same."

He tried to sneak away from me, but I wasn't going to let him get away without proper punishment. Oh he was going to pay for delivering a cheap shot to me. I gripped him on his foot and nearly made him lose his balance when he bashed his head on the elevator door.

"You sympathetic moron. I wasn't doing anything to you. If I was I would have just raped you and then killed you from where you stand." I pressed him against the glass elevator door with the dagger at his throat not realize that my body was touching his.

However, I didn't realize the door was opening for the elevator where I fell on top of him as the door shut with us inside it. I again didn't realize as quickly as I should that we were in a sexual position as I laid there for a couple of minutes on top of him trying to catch my breath because the elevator was high tech so it had a drop shoot when you walk into it and also a soft flooring so none of us got hurt.

"Get off me!" He yelled as his brain came back to reality. He tried grabbing me by the cloak and tried to fling me off him, but I was too heavy. His face was slightly red and he tried to hide it by covering his eyes with his bangs.

Once I came to the realization of what position I was in I immediately got off him and crossed my arms stubbornly refusing to have any eye contact with him as I watched the glass elevator begin to take us higher.

Yami no Bakura observed me even though I can see that he was hiding his fear from me. Of course he would. Everyone knew how deadly I was. Once in awhile I would look at him to see what he was doing, but then he would look away thinking that he wasn't even starring at me. This is what I would never understand about mortals, why they would look at someone and then pretend not to.

"You seem very familiar. I know that I have met you before perhaps in another lifetime. What is your intention if you were to win this Yami no Game? Are you after the Millenium Items?" He asked breathing the silence perhaps from boredom.

At first I didn't know what to say or how to react to this. Why would anyone care of what I wanted? Everyone else would want me dead. Besides he was on my hikari's side unless he was one of those back stabbing thieves that I encountered before This was strange even for me. How would he know he if this were the first time we had met unless…I shook my head erasing those images from my mind?

"No, I don't want that shit. I want to break bodies and destruction. Have my own Carnival of Darkness." I replied letting my psychotic demur get out of control a bit.

Yami no Bakura almost smiled at this, but then rolled his eyes as he looked away glancing at a magazine on the ground he had picked up and was looking through. "I don't want just the Millenium Items. I want my revenge on the Pharaoh. He is my enemy."

I turned to confront him as if curious of why he would be after the Pharaoh when he was my adversary as well. I learned the best way to beat your enemy is to learn their weakness and get to know them.

"What the hell did he do to you to make you hate him?" I asked as I saw him throw the magazine on the ground with rage.

"Why the fuck would you care? It is none of your business." He sneered, propping himself against the glass walls of the elevator and sat down before pulling out his pocketknife from his jeans and letting it graze a bit on the surface where he had his arm bandaged.

I saw the redness begin to leak out of the bandaged wrapped arm and by instinct I ambled towards him and grabbed his arm, knelt down beside him and slipped my tongue over the metallic liquid. I can't help it. I like the sight of blood. It fancies me somehow. I was surprised that he didn't flinch or even shove me away. He only seemed relaxed when I did this though in his eyes I could see sadness and contempt.

I sighed, my mind flooding with a mix of emotions. I understood fear, death, hatred and pain but I did not understand depression and personally I did not want to know it.

"Because I want revenge as well." I admitted finally answering his question as my eyes glanced down at the magazine. I picked it up and began scanning it until it hit me that it was a playboy magazine. I tossed it down in disgust.

"What's wrong? An evil being like yourself can't experience love?" Yami no Bakura caught me off guard again, but this time by a personal matter. I could tell it was a mischievous smile this time.

"It is sickening to my taste. Why would people want to do that? They only get hurt in the end. There is no such thing as love. It should be called betrayal or deceit love. Lust, however does exist. I didn't think you would believe in that sort of thing."

Yami no Bakura seemed confused for a minute plainly dismissing the idea of thinking how I knew this stuff. Well it was because of Malik and his life that I would know it as well. Sure Malik never experienced love except with loving his family, but that is only part of his life since I don't know what he has been doing since he is a teenager and I made sure I didn't know.

"Who says I do? Fate is the only thing that decides who is worthy to live or die." He replied curtly as he got to his feet feeling the vibration of the elevator as he began to slow to a stop.

"Forget it. Let's just duel and get this over with." I stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the southern end of the ship where the blue arrow was located. It was my favorite spot and I was not going to let anyone take it away from me.

"What kind of Yami no Game is this going to be?" The thief replied feeling the cold breeze through his short sleeved shirt wave in the wind.

"My little thief, it is going to be a duel where your body begins to disintegrate, however you will experience pain depending on the part of your body that vanishes. You will feel like you are dying from the inside out. The one who loses enters the realm of shadows and will be swallowed in its darkness."

I don't know what made me use a play on words like that towards him, but I guess I wanted to see his reaction or maybe I was starting to like him.

Yami no Bakura's mood changed when he saw my lighter half watching him. He had remembered what his mission was and awaiting my defeat. I liked challenges and I wasn't going to let them win though I wanted to get to know the thief better. For whatever reason I just wanted to.

"You call me that again and I will rip out your intestines and string them along my victims." Yami no Bakura grinned psychotically.

Now he seemed to make me really anxious to see what kind of villain he was. He was already showing his true colors and I liked this side of him. Maybe a little too much.

"You have one sick mind tomb robber." I conjured laughing a little at this dark humor.

"Maybe so, but when I kill you I will have no one in my way for world domination." He laughed evilly pulling out his deck and glancing through his cards.

As soon as we announced "DUEL" the sky began to darken in my favor as if making it almost impossible for any of us to see. I could see the purple mist leaking out of the realm and becoming the realm where I grew up.

That is my first chapter. Hope you guys liked it. This is my first doing a point of views especially when focusing more on Yami Malik than Yami Bakura. Please review.