Possession
By Tione
Disclaimer: I laugh.
A/N: I am not held responsible for this ficu. It's all his fault. *points to random person*
Yami no Malik was being normal. His normal evil self, that is.
He was sitting on the floor of his soul room, cackling evilly every so often as a good yami should and generally just plotting and being evil.
After a while, he got tired of plotting and being evil (mostly because his head hurt) and started his favorite pastime: stroking and cooing at his rod.
"Hello, preccccciousssssss," he hissed, running his delicate fingers up and down it.
He was silent as he enjoyed to cool metal under his hands. His fingers traced the surface he already knew so well. After a while, it began to heat up so he set it gently in front of him.
"I love you," he told it quietly. "I love you more then hikari-gold and Isis-sister and Ra-God.
"Now that I've failed, what do you wish for me to do? Do you want me to sit here and rot away into nothing? Do you want me to give you to someone more worthy?"
Yami no Malik paused and tilted his head, as if listening to someone.
"Yes, yes, you are right. Our dream of world domination will come true."
Pause.
"The terror of Yami no Malik and his master will be released on the world! I will contact my minion immediately."
The rod gleamed in response.
Hikari-gold? Minion?
//Yes, yami?//
I have a mission for you. Are you ready to undertake the dangerous obstacles it will take to get there?
//*sigh* Do you want a bowl of ice cream again?//
Yes! I mean, no, I need you… to… fetch me sixty squirrels!
I know it's short, even for a prologue, but this is as far as I could type without giving away too much or launching into the next step of the story. This prolly won't be updated often either. Just so ya know, because I have quite a few other stories that need finishing.