Title: Vampires Vs. The World
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Warning: Yaoi, gore, vampires, swearing
Chapter One
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Ishizu sat at the computer, typing rapidly as green eyes scanned the test, her mind translating the ancient hieroglyphs. Long, onyx hair hung down her back, shining under the fluorescent lighting. Tan fingers moved across the dull white keyboard. A book lay in her lap, legs crossed eloquently.
Malik entered the room, two cups of hot coffee in his hand. Setting one next to the keyboard, he looked down at his sister, blonde hair falling from his shoulders, violet eyes filled with sympathy. He felt sorry for anyone stuck at the computer doing research, and his sister had agreed to do it nearly a year ago. "How's it going?" he questioned, taking a careful sip of the hot liquid.
Ishizu sighed, stopping her rapid typing to pick up the mug. "It's been a year since Yugi found Yami, and after all the research I've done, I can't find anything," she responded, taking a sip from the mug. "I thought there would be something in Mr. Motuo's old files, but there's nothing!"
Sighing, Malik pulled up a chair, sitting next to his older sister. "We're going out tonight," he informed her," we have reports of vampire activity coming from a gothic nightclub."
Ishizu nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. "Be careful, Malik," she said to him. "I'm hoping to have something before you return."
Malik shook his head. "Don't rush yourself," he ordered. "We want it to be accurate, not fast." Ishizu nodded, putting the mug down and began typing as Malik left the room. Walking down the stairs, everyone else in the house was sitting in the living room.
Sitting in the chair by the fireplace was Seto Kaiba. Chocolate brown hair framed his slender face. Ice blue eyes stared at the other wall, his vampiric ears listening to every sound. He stood tall, the tallest of everyone in the house.
Tristan Taylor sat on the couch, head down, eyes closed. Arms lay across his stomach, crossed at his wrist. Brown hair stuck out in one large spike. With the exception of Malik, he was the second most experienced at hunter vampires, having done it for close to three years now.
Next to him sat Joey Wheeler, the blonde haired boy bouncing in his seat. Blue eyes scanned the room, waiting for the order to go search. A week ago, he had been injured and pulled from duty. That nigh was his first night back on the job.
Next to the blonde was Yami. The ancient sat, arms crossed over his chest. He was one of the oldest and one of the strongest vampires, having been created back in Ancient Egypt. He spent most of his life buried in the sand. The villagers from his time had put him there when they discovered what he was. He did not look a day over sixteen, tri-colored hair sticking up in large spikes. Red eyes were framed by eyeliner, the black lines drawn expertly.
Sitting across from him was Yugi Motuo, his near perfect twin. However, they were in no way related. The smaller boy had found Yami a year earlier while visiting Egypt with his grandfather. They were down in a tomb when Yugi stumbled across o tablet that told of Yami and three others, buried in the sand for eternity. He had said something, calling out for the ancient vampire. Three days later, Yugi found Yami in his hotel room, dressed an ancient robes, body covered in sand.
Yugi brought Yami back from Japan and introduced him to everyone. Malik had informed them both that another ancient vampire had awakened. When Yami found out whom, he agreed to help. Now, for the past year, the group had spent their time trying to determine who the last two ancients were.
The last person in the room was Ryou Bakura. The silver haired teen sat in the last chair in the room. Lively brown eyes watched everyone else in the room. His slender, denim clad legs were in the chair, pulled to his chest, pale arms wrapped around them.
After taking the mug into the kitchen, Malik walked back into the room, pulling the black jacket over his shoulders. "We're heading out," he ordered. "Ryou has agreed to stay and help 'Shizu, so Kaiba, you're with me. Joey, you're with Tristan."
"Where are we searching?" Yugi questioned, leaning forward, resting his arms on his knees.
"The lower south-western corner of the city," Malik answered. "There's a club in the area we're looking for."
Ryou stood from his chair, heading towards the stairs that would lead him to Ishizu. "While you're all out, Ishizu and I will search for information concerning the last two ancients," he stated, English accent present.
Malik nodded. "I want everyone back before sun rise," he ordered. "We're not taking anymore chances." Everyone who was going out left the house, Yami grabbing Yugi around the waist and taking to the skies. Malik and Seto left in Malik's car, while Joey and Tristan left on Tristan's motorcycle.
An hour before sun rise, Joey pushed passed the front door, Tristan behind him. Next came Seto and Malik, followed shortly by Yugi and Yami. Ryou was leaving the kitchen as they entered, carrying another two cups of coffee. Throughout the night, he and Ishizu had been drinking the liquid like water.
"That was the most pointless night of my life!" Joey commented, going over to the couch, dropping onto the middle cushion.
"I take it you guys found nothing?" Ryou questioned.
"Well, that's not true," Joey stated. "We found plenty of vampires, but not the building we were looking for."
Ryou sighed. "Well, Ishizu and I aren't much closer then we were when you left. She's becoming….quite frustrated," he explained.
Seto smirked, returning from the kitchen. "Did you use your empathy to figure that out?" he inquired.
Ryou glared softly at the tall vampire, setting the mugs of coffee on the table. "She's gotten to the point where I don't need empathy to tell she's frustrated," he stated.
Malik shook his head, walking towards the stairs. "I better go put her to bed before she hurts something," he commented.
"I did it!" Sounded throughout the house, the joyous shout coming from Ishizu in the computer room. Glancing at each other, they all headed up stairs, racing towards the computer room. Jogging into the room, Malik found his sister printing papers, and there looked to be a lot of them.
"Ishizu, what are you doing?" Malik questioned, walking over to her.
"I found the last two ancients!" Ishizu cheered. "I knew it would be in Mr. Motou's files!"
"You actually found them?" Yami asked. "Locations, names, everything?"
"Well, no, but I found pictures, and a story behind the four ancients!" Ishizu stated. "There's even pictures of old carvings in his files!" Grabbing the small pile of papers, she sifted through them, grabbing four, each with a different picture, and two more. Setting the rest of the stack down, she walked over Laying the pages out on the table. "Okay, Yami, before I go into what I know, why don't you tell us what you know," she said.
Nodding, The ancient vampire walked up to the table, examining the pictures. "That's me," he stated, pointing to the picture of himself. "that's what I wore the day the villagers buried me in the sand." He moved onto the next picture, the dissipating, carved picture displayed a man with long hair. "That's Pegasus, the ancient we're fighting against now. He was one of my royal advisors during my short reign as Pharaoh."
Moving onto the next two pictures, Yami sighed. "These two were friends as mine, as well as advisors." He pointed to the first picture, the person being displayed has vast amounts of hair framing his face, eyes narrowed in a glare, his lips curled into a sneer. "I use to end him out in times of conflict. He always led the army to victory, ruthless in his drive to win."
Glancing at the last picture, he looked over the final face, hair up in large spikes, the only facial expression was the glare his eyes held. "He was the greatest tactical genius of Egypt. With him at my side, I could have conquered the known world in a month, and that's with resistance." He explained.
"How were you all made into vampires?" Yugi asked, sitting down in one of the computer chairs.
Yami sighed. "Pegasus had found a scripture that had some spell on it. The three of us were out walking, because we hate being cooped up, and find him and a few priest in the temple... I don't remember much after that."
"How were you four discovered?" Seto questioned, leaning against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.
Yami's eyes narrowed at the picture of Pegasus. "He was dumb enough to be caught feeding," he stated, "he didn't want to go down alone, so he told them about us as well." Sighing, he shoved the paper to the floor. "He has no reason to be angry with mortals, only himself."
"So, all four of you were buried in the sand?" Ryou asked quietly.
Yami nodded. "Pegasus went into the ground first, then I was buried. We were drained of most of our blood so we couldn't harm them. We were at least twenty feet into the ground," he explained. "That's all I know, or all I can remember."
Ishizu nodded. "Well, I know why your name was written in the tomb, and what happened to you all," she said. "I also know that the people who buried you predicted Pegasus' return to the surface."
"That wasn't difficult, considering he was screaming and shouting the whole time," Yami muttered.
Ishizu nodded. "Well, your name was added because out of you and your friends, they trusted you the most," she explained. "They didn't trust him because in the process of draining, he killed four guards," she said, pointing to the picture of the sneering vampire. "As for the other one, he was more subtle. He said something that made the guards fear for their lives, enough that they even secured them both with chains."
Shaking her head, Ishizu sat down in her chair. "Anyway, if Pegasus were to arise, they wanted someone who could defeat him, and they picked Yami because he hadn't threatened them in anyway, and he was their Pharaoh," she explained.
Yami nodded. "They were stupid and fearful, that's no reason to kill them," he said.
Ishizu shrugged, yawning. "Well, That's all I really found," she said. "It didn't say where they're buried at, and the reason they were buried last was so you couldn't find them."
Yami sighed. "Well, I'll trying calling for them tonight," he said. "...assuming Pegasus hasn't already called them."
Malik went over to Ishizu and helps her stand. "Alright, everyone to bed," he ordered. Receiving nods for answers, he watched as Yami vanished with Yugi, and everyone else walked from the room. Sighing, the blonde left the room with his sister, turning off the light and shutting the door as he left.
