This is my first attempt in writing a story online. Before I wasn't going to, but I have been encouraged by XXAnbiaXX and TombRobber45.There are other people, but I can't remember the names. Please be nice. I have read other stories involving the two pyschos and have tried real hard to keep them in character. At times they may be OC, but that is the way things go. These are my own ideas and were written a long time ago in my notebook so please don't accuse me of stealing any ideas if you think they are any of yours.
Yami Bakura- Bakura or Akura (nickname)
Yami Malik-Mariku (nope Im not using the name Marik)
WARNING: This is guyxguy relationships so don't read if you don't like. Has a little volience, but not much, strong language and situations.
Disclaimer: I do not owe Yugioh. Never have and never will. If I did Yami Bakura and Yami Malik, Malik and Ryou would have been more focused on.
Names being used in the story
Yami Bakura- Bakura or Akura (nickname)
Yami Malik-Mariku (nope Im not using the name Marik)
Malik (hikari)
Ryou (hikari)
The twilights of the atmosphere reflected upon the icy glare of the individuals eyes, death filling them emotionally. Upon living on Earth for three years both of the spirits have decided that enough was enough. The world was too fragile and that one had to be obliterated or else a continuing life cyle of destruction would continue to prosper.
"The time has come to show this death loving pyshco who is the one who deserves to stay in this world." Yami Bakura muttered gathering his deck together and placing it in back of his jean pocket while entering the dark atmosphere of an alley.
Yami Bakura was confident he would win and knew that the pyshotic plantium haired yami would be in this dwelling since he loved to torture others in private and in the dark. He knew how that well and had studied his moves in a duel so he was ready for him. The silver haired yami pulled his black trench coat closer to him as his chocolate eyes scanned the environment hoping to locate him since he was wishing for a challenge. Of course he could care less for the other darkness as he approached him.
The other darkness drew away from the glistening ripples as he narrowed his eyes seeing the enraged darker spirit's gaze momentarily dropping to a snarl.
"You're late." Yami Malik commented turning his back toward the tomb robber to mark a 'X' with his millenium rod on the wall as a way to keep track of all his victims that he killed. There were a total of 600 of them. The one he carved recently meant that Yami Bakura was the next victim to reach his demise.
"Get used to it, you sad excuse for a yami. I come whenever I feel like it. You are lucky that I showed up at all. Now lets get this over with." Yami Bakura answered in a snipe tone drawing his deck out of his pocket.
Yami Malik starred at him for a second and then laughed in an errier tone. With a quick hand he snatched the deck out of Yami Bakura's hand and flung them into the puddle of water.
"You stupid idiot. Why did you do that!!!? Have you lost your mind?" Yami Bakura growled immediately picking up his soaked cards, but then threw them down. In his mind he was wishing for the bastard to burn in the fiery pits of hell for the stunt he played.
"You won't be needing them. I have decided that we shall play a game dealing with the use of no cards." Yami Malik replied haughtly smiling evily at the pissed thief.
"What do you have in mind?" He shakes his head and moves his bangs out of his pale face trying very hard not to lost his temper."I can't believe you are a plague of evil that has no self control much like a mindless..."
"Is that what you see me as a mindless orientated tom cat?" The other interrupted and spat the words with utter hate and disapproval. Somehow he was able to read the other's mind.
"You have changed to the worst creature I could think of." The other evil spirit conjured his onxy orbs piercing into his enemy's soul.
His lips gradually curved into a sinister smile, observing the servant's eyes narrowing dangerously to reveal the brightness of the lumorous eye glowing almost in a hypnotic matter.
"You wish to challenge my status tomb robber?" Yami Malik asked in a deep commanding way to entice his victim to play his kind of game. It was obvious that he wasn't going to let the robber get to him. "Fine. We will play a game to my liking and the loser will die."
"So be it. That was my second alternative." The spikey haired yami shows his millenium ring. "Since you have decided that we don't use cards then lets use Milenium Ring to Millenium Rod and see which is more powerful, The winner stays, but the loser will be engulfed in the shadows."
"Its your funeral." Yami Malik answered getting a little overly excited for the chance of death and another sacrifice. He watched the fear creep into his adversary's spine.
Yami Bakura saw the evil gleam on the spirit's face and tried very hard to not show his fear and nervous reaction. He was afraid of the sadistic darker half of Malik and knew what he was capable of. Still he was confident he would win because unlike Yami Malik he was stable while the pyscho was unstable.
The yamis' summoned power around their body. Yami Bakura's aura was blue while Yami Malik's was blood red. With their mind, a telnetizis effect was electiflying their energy enabling them to control the velocity of the super natural force vibrating into their mood of state of mind. They concentrated on their signature item to focus on the gathering of as much energy as possible. It was the only way to win the Yami no Game. They had to crawl into their opponents mind of fear while controling their millenium item.
Swirls of dark mist engulfed them as the dark spirits felt their surroundings conclide to oblivous as their souls attacked the premises of the other dwelling with mixed emotions and convidence that would reach out eventually claiming victory soon. Each focused on defeating the other individual's heart.
Yami Bakura's thoughts
His spirit is strong. I doubt I can beat him. The Millenium Rod's power is greater than my Millenium Ring which is no surprise though his power concedes my own. I still might have a chance to win this challenge if he makes a mistake. If I lose this, I won't know what to do.
Yami Malik's thoughts
This is too easy. I see the fear in his eye. He is getting more timid as I am clawing into his mind where his child hood was destroyed. His true fear. What a terrible tragedy. Soon Akura, you will taste the bitterness of darkness and lonliness and will soon die. I have a weakness as well, but you won't find it.
The criminal observed his adverasary's powers raise higher than his own. He already knew the outcome of the battle though if his opponent gave up, the taste of victory would be his alone. As he was thinking of trying to lure Yami Malik on feeding his negative thoughts in his mind ,the chance of fate bestowed upon him, as streak of fatigue washed over him and his energy reaching his limit, thus did not stop him. He was determined and having a strong willed spirit was the key to suceeding in the hardest obstacle. Only the humiliation or destroying the stronger yami's materalized body to be shredded in the shadow realm was his greatest pleasure.
End of first chapter.
Well that's it for now. Hope you guys like it. Ryou and Malik will be in it some time. I did not forget them. Will try to update soon. Please review if you wish. It encourages more updates and makes me feel good.