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Legend:
'Blah' = Thought
~*Blah*~ = Flashback
"Blah" = Speech
~* Danger Lurks In Every Corner ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~* "Get up, you puny mortal!" Yami Bakura screamed as he threw Ryou against the wall. "NOW!"
"Y-yes, master...." Ryou stammered back. 'One day... he'll get it for what he did to me....' he thought as he had his rib broken into about ten pieces. "Weakling...." the Yami replied. 'Okay...that's enough... no more Mister Nice Guy...' "Hm? What was that?" Yami Bakura, said, spying on his Hikari's thoughts. "N-nothing master...." "Liar..." 'Damn! Two ribs in one day? That's it...' *~
That was the last Yami Bakura remembered. There had been a flash of light.... And all went black. Regaining consciousness, he looked around. "What the...?" "So...who's the weakling now?" a dark voice spoke. Angry, Yami Bakura replied, "Come out here! Show yourself!" Foolish of him. Something came out of the ground, wrapped around him, and began to squeeze him. "Stop!" he screamed, squirming to get out. "I don't think so." "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Yami Bakura screamed as his tormentor pulled him underground.
Ryou sat back, smiling as he watched his Yami scream for help. He had been the person causing this. He gazed down at an artifact. It had somehow just appeared in front of him. After taking it, it had given him powers far beyond his Yami's, allowing him to torture him as he pleased. But somehow... Ryou... wasn't in control. His eyes, instead of their normal brown color, had changed to an evil blood red, and he now looked more like his Yami. The real Ryou slept peacefully in the artifact, only thinking he was in control.
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I know it was short, but please review! Yami B will be OK, and so will Ryou. Dun flame!!!
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Legend:
'Blah' = Thought
~*Blah*~ = Flashback
"Blah" = Speech
~* Danger Lurks In Every Corner ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~* "Get up, you puny mortal!" Yami Bakura screamed as he threw Ryou against the wall. "NOW!"
"Y-yes, master...." Ryou stammered back. 'One day... he'll get it for what he did to me....' he thought as he had his rib broken into about ten pieces. "Weakling...." the Yami replied. 'Okay...that's enough... no more Mister Nice Guy...' "Hm? What was that?" Yami Bakura, said, spying on his Hikari's thoughts. "N-nothing master...." "Liar..." 'Damn! Two ribs in one day? That's it...' *~
That was the last Yami Bakura remembered. There had been a flash of light.... And all went black. Regaining consciousness, he looked around. "What the...?" "So...who's the weakling now?" a dark voice spoke. Angry, Yami Bakura replied, "Come out here! Show yourself!" Foolish of him. Something came out of the ground, wrapped around him, and began to squeeze him. "Stop!" he screamed, squirming to get out. "I don't think so." "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Yami Bakura screamed as his tormentor pulled him underground.
Ryou sat back, smiling as he watched his Yami scream for help. He had been the person causing this. He gazed down at an artifact. It had somehow just appeared in front of him. After taking it, it had given him powers far beyond his Yami's, allowing him to torture him as he pleased. But somehow... Ryou... wasn't in control. His eyes, instead of their normal brown color, had changed to an evil blood red, and he now looked more like his Yami. The real Ryou slept peacefully in the artifact, only thinking he was in control.
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I know it was short, but please review! Yami B will be OK, and so will Ryou. Dun flame!!!