The Vampire's Curse (A Twisted Beauty and the Beast Tale)

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Kiyra walked out of the music shop with a new wooden harp. Her friend, Saria, walked out of the bookshop with a large, old looking book. Saria twirled happily, the book in her arms.

"I love books!" She said, twirling more.

Kiyra smiled. "I know Sar, you read like ten a day." Kiyra teased her book worm of a friend.

"Oh right..." Saria said, a tinge of red on her cheeks out of embarrassment.

Saria suddenly squeaked as her book was snatched away from her.

"Damn it Marik, give me my book back!" Saria shouted to Marik, a tall young man with short sandy blonde hair and lavender eyes.

Marik flipped through the book casually.

"How can you read this? There's no pictures." Marik commented, annoying Saria greatly.

Saria rolled her eyes. "It's called imagination. Look it up in a dictionary. When you can spare the time to read."

Kiyra's eyes flashed with amusement and she giggled slightly. "Don't you have an imagination Marik?"

Kiyra gasped as her harp was taken. She spun around.

"Malik give that back!"

Malik looked at the instrument curiously. "What in the name of Ra is this and how do you play it?" He asked Kiyra, who was getting very annoyed and testy.

Kiyra snatched it away from him angrily. "It's a harp."

Saria jumped to get her book away from Marik. "Give that back you big bully!"

"Why? Women aren't meant to read." Marik said, holding the book higher.

"Give it back Marik!" Kiyra snapped at him.

"Please..." Saria begged.

"Uhhh no." Marik said, smirking.

Kiyra jumped onto his back, knocking him to the ground, book still in his hands.

Saria snatched it back and the two girls sprinted off.

"Thanks!" Saria said as they ran. "No problem."

They eventually got to their small house that they shared with Saria's grandfather, Solomon Moutou, and Kiyra's brother, Yami.

Saria opened the door and entered the house with a smile.

"We're home!" She announced happily.

No answer. No bustling like there always is when they get home.

"Grandpa...?" Saria said, but no answer came.

What if- She thought, worried.

"Sar, I don't think they're home." Kiyra said, placing her hand on her friend's shoulder.

"Do you think...?"

"I hope not." Kiyra said before Saria could finish her sentence. It'd be too horrible.

But the images came to her head anyways.

Images of her brother and Saria's grandfather, dead on the ground. Pale. Only one sign of injury. Two bite marks their necks.

Vampires.

Kiyra was pale at the thought.

"Maybe we should go look for them..." Saria suggested, seeing Kiyra's pale face.

Kiyra nodded. "Of course."

They both pulled on their cloaks and exited the house.

Saria led the way to the woods. They nodded at each other before going in.

Soon Saria spied their black horse, Pharaoh, his reins tangled in a tree.

"Look Kiyra, it's Pharaoh!" Saria exclaimed, running towards her horse.

He looked frightened.

As soon as Saria untangled him, Pharaoh reared and ran off.

Saria immediately ran after him, Kiyra following.

They eventually got to an old, run-down palace.

Saria blinked at it.

It had a dark aura about it and there was no sign of life anywhere apart from the sound of crows squawking

making the atmosphere all the more terrifying.

Saria shivered.

Her grandfather's cloak was snagged on the sharp, ancient gates.

Saria reached out and touched it. "Grandpa..." She whispered.

Kiyra sensed her sadness and nudged her friend.

"Come on Saria."

Saria nodded.

They entered the palace.

"Hello...? Grandpa?" Saria said, her voice echoing through the seemingly empty palace.

"Yami?" Kiyra said meekly.

Kiyra jumped when she heard someone whispering.

"I-Is someone here?" Kiyra asked nervously.

"Damn it Jaden! She's onto us!" A woman's angry voice whispered.

"Relax Anzu, they're our guests!"

"No. No they aren't Jaden!"

Saria moved closer to Kiyra. "Kiyra... where are those voices coming from..?"

"I don't know... Let's keep looking for Grandpa and Yami."

The girls walked down a staircase to a dungeon-like area.

Saria cried out in relief when she saw her grandfather's familiar kind, violet eyes.

"Grandpa!" Saria exclaimed, running over to her grandfather.

"Saria? But how?"

"Where's Yami?" Kiyra asked.

"He was taken to the other side of the dungeons.."

Kiyra immediately ran off.

"Grandpa, we have to get you out of here!" Saria said, beginning to untie him.

"No leave me, I'm an old man. I've lived my life."

"Never!" Saria exclaimed.

"Saria. Leave now before-"

A growl sounded in the acrid air, making Saria jump slightly.

She spun around. She saw something move in the shadows.

Her knees quivered in fear, but she knew she had to stand up to whatever it was, keeping her grandfather captive.

"What are you doing here?!" A harsh voice growled from the shadows, making Saria flinch.

Brave... be brave Saria... She told herself.

"I..I have come for my grandpa." Saria said, trying to show no fear.

"He's my prisoner now." The voice snapped."He trespassed."

This made Saria angry. "Maybe he had a good reason for trespassing! Did you think about that?! Who do you think you are, imprisoning an old man like that?! He could get sick because of you, do you realize that?! Damn it, look at me when I'm talking to you!" Saria ranted.

A growl sounded, making Saria realize that she had ranted.

The person stepped into the light.

Saria blinked.

It was a very attractive man with long, snowy white hair that was untidy. He had pale, ghostly skin, bright crimson eyes, and a set of pearly white fangs.

Saria backed away slightly.

Is he a vampire? No. Vampires are scary looking.

She shook her head to give herself more confidence.

"Please sir... let.. let my grandfather go... T..Take me instead." Saria said, looking up at the man with a pleading look.

The man froze. "You would give yourself up for your grandpa?"

Saria nodded, still gazing at him.

"So be it."

The man snapped his fingers and her grandpa disappeared.

"Where did you take him..?" Saria asked.

"He has been transported home."

Saria sighed. At least he's safe now...But I would've liked to say goodbye...

"What is your name?" Saria asked.

"Bakura." He said gruffly.

Saria smiled slightly. Might as well make the most of this. A new adventure, like in my books... She thought.

"That's a nice name... I'm Saria.." Saria said. "So... what happens now?" She asked.

"I'm taking you to your room." Bakura said, grabbing her hand and leading her down a grand hallway.

Kiyra ran down a flight of stairs into another dungeon like area.

"Yami?"

"Sis...?"

She saw Yami chained to a wall. She ran over to him.

"Oh gods Yami are you alright?" Kiyra asked.

"I'm fine Kiyra. You have to go. Now. Before he finds you here." Yami begged her.

"Who?" Kiyra asked. She heard a growl. She spun around to face the source. Her eyes widened.

A handsome tan man with crimson eyes, fangs, and tri-colored hair, like Yami's, stood there.

"Who are you?" Kiyra asked.

"Atem."

Kiyra blinked.

"What are you doing here?" Atem asked.

"I came for my brother... Take me instead... just let him go..." Kiyra begged.

"As you wish." Atem said.

He clapped his hands once.

Yami disappeared.

He grabbed her hand. "Come on."

Bakura shoved Saria into her room.

"You will join me for dinner." He demanded before slamming the door as he left.

"Like hell..." She muttered.

She laid on the large bed and buried her face in her pillow.

Some adventure... She thought.


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