Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did then the show would be really different such as the bad guys would have more scenes and flashbacks. Ryou and Malik would have bigger parts.

Warning: Little Violence and Insanity

Chapter 2

Dueling and Illusions

Yami no Bakura's point of view

I was wearily of the strange black patterned purplish, reddish atmosphere that resorted of white airy blips of shadow like holograms which were spirit like, but also resembled faceless specters of ectoplasm, because naturally these spirits that wandered in the realm of darkness were one time alive. Some say the spirits can't hurt you, but when someone who knows the shadows too well manipulates them and brings a mortal into this realm the spirits get a chance to claim a new body if they are lucky enough. To claim someone's body their fangs which are derived with poison from years of corruption, thus enabling them to sneak or float towards and unsuspecting victim who has no chance to escape them because the realm has no hidden exits where the realm stretches for eternity like an endless void. There are chances that these parasites can get out of the realm if a Millenium Item or any type of Shadow magic is being summoned.

Once these parasites feed upon a victim like a leech it is really hard to make them let go because they have a tough jaw and will feed until your strength is completely gone. The game also differs when every time a darkness plays a Yami no Game and wins. The loser not only loses the duel but most of the time their own life is also lost. However, the punishment depends upon the winner who thinks of any kind of torture they see suitable. Each game is different than the last and the shadow dweller will never feel the same again therefore your body is stripped and your mind and soul is forever lost in the eternal darkness. I would know that because in my past I let the shadows feed upon my soul because of my dark hatred for the people who traumatized me from childhood. Why am I telling you this? I know I over explained myself which is not who I am, but I felt it was necessary to explain the realm in a yami's own view. That way I don't have to worry about all these stupid questions being asked again because if they are I will shove them down your throat and I can do that because I am a spirit of the dead.

"Is this the best you can do? Even I could do better with these illusions." I replied not at all impressed with Yami Malik's shadow magic.

I noticed that Malik was terribly afraid, but I pretended to not notice as the shadow like specters stared coldly into its victims waiting patiently for one of us to die.

"These are not illusions. They are very real and would traumatize a child until he became homicidal. People like you have no respect for pain and hatred or have any idea of what it does to a person. It transforms them and shows them the world in a whole new light. Which is why I want nothing, but to see this world dead." Yami Malik moved his hand in sway with the spirit, which came to him much like a dog would, and then wrapped around his body, but to my disappointment it made him more powerful than weaker.

I did not understand that it at all? How could this loon have this power increased when I knew that he is in the same predicament as me?

"You have no idea." I muttered for a minute, thinking his response over, but then shrugged it off. I glared coldly at the shadow, which flew back into the darkness.

Malik, however, wanted to put his 2 cents in as he tried really calmly to not freak out from the abomination in this world. Not only was the realm itself swarming with shadows, but it also showed horrific visions of someone's past, however, I did not see mine because Malik's darker half to my knowledge didn't know anything about it.

"What are you trying to prove? I know your existence and it seems to me that you purposely chose to let these things interfere instead of dueling a simple game."

"And if I am not mistake, Malik, but you were one who played or strung your puppet around as if they were your slaves. It doesn't surprise me that you were such a coward." Yami Malik taunted back.

I laughed at the comment because it was true if it weren't for the girly hikari I would have had the Millenium Rod sooner if he defeated little Yugi in a duel when he was controlling Joey's mind. Also I wouldn't have tried so hard to get into the Battle City finals. Talk about bad luck. Why am I calling him little Yugi? Well, because he is a midget and gullible and I can't believe someone like that is in High School. I have a huge grudge against Yugi, but I am not going to tell you why if you haven't known already that the spirit of the Pharaoh dwells inside him.

"It was a good purpose, but now I know that you are the one who I must get rid of if I ever want to have a chance to have a relationship with someone and go about my life without you being in my shadow." Malik stated calmly though I did not like the comment because in my way I was like a shadow to Ryou Bakura.

I noticed Yami Malik's smile gleamed more than usual. I guess in his opinion the freak was thinking that he would defeat me and then have control over Malik's body permanently and then hopefully claim his identity. In a way I couldn't blame the guy since he like me was trapped inside a body and had to be aware of the host's well-being and decide when to come out when the time was right. A hikari was like a clock to us. There is always a good time to take control and a bad time. In my situation it was always bad since my hikari is a cream puff and people take advantage of him and getting picked on by bullies especially at school. The kid has no confidence in himself and I am sorry to say that I feel sorry for him because having my body taken away from me entitles me to have Bakura's as my own. Besides, I had a horrible past myself so I can relate though at times I want to kill him, but then I would end up in a cursed Millenium Ring again for who knows how long. Life is sweet. Yes I am being sarcastic there.

I have to pretend to be Ryou and that doesn't bother me, but letting people hurt me just pisses me off because I need his body to survive since my own disintegrated into the sands of Egypt by the stupid Pharaoh. I guess in a way I care for Ryou since he is always forgiving even though I treat him and his body like dirt, but there is nothing between us. Even if we tried I wouldn't like it because for one thing he is not my type and the second it is impossible since I am a spirit and he is a mortal. It wouldn't work. The third thing... Thank Ra…I could never live another relationship for what happened to my last partner back in Egypt. It was heart shattering, but I will not mention it. Anyway, a hikari is a fragile thing and we yamis' have to be careful with our host since some are weak minded such as mine for example. Ryou my have no clue of what I do with his body after all I could always take it to bars and get drunk or eve have sex with people, but I haven't had time to do anything since I had to make sure he was feeling okay so I could go do things and that stops my plans for world conquest.

"Are we done day dreaming, Akura?" Yami Malik teased as he smirked evilly and placed two cards on the field. One was that Drillago creature and the other was a Dead Priest.

Who does this guy think he is? How DARE he use that name! I hate nicknames and he will die for that. Forget mercy, this is personal. I placed one card face down and the other one was face up and ended my turn Malik however didn't like my strategy.

"Bakura, what are you doing? Attack him. He is wide open. If you don't think you can do this then I will take control over your body." Malik screamed at me and in the background I heard Yami Malik laughing and throwing his head up in the air.

I felt Malik trying to take control of my mind and spirit, but I was not about to let him ruin my future plans of world domination.

"Hell no! This is my duel, not yours. Besides, I have a strategy and if he tries to attack me then he will regret it." I smirked noticing the hikari's eye rotations as a sigh escaped his lips and then glaring back at his darker half who only snickered at his cards.

"You should have attacked me Akura because in two turns you are dead." Yami Malik threw his fist in the air as his way of claiming victory. What a show off. I swear the way he smiles must mean he is either wasted of smokes crack half of the time.

"Don't be so confident. Never underestimate your enemy until it is all over. In the end I will kick your ass." I replied narrowing my slightly though I still did not let my smile drop from my lips.

"Stop bragging and just defeat him already." Malik replied impatiently almost yelling in my ears.

The nerve of this kid! How the am I supposed to duel with him screaming in my ears? I have the mind to just take off the Millenium Ring therefore he wouldn't be connected to me anymore then I could duel in peace. Loud mouth, girly hikari. Yes I called him a girl because he acts and dresses like one too. So we have things in common, but I hate annoyance and he is one of those flies that will never go away.

"Ra! Shut the hell up, you annoying little parasite!" I growled just getting really close to strangling him and I would too if I hadn't been using Ryou's body just now.

I placed my card face up. It was Dark Necropedia and I put her in attack mode and had her attack his life points.

"Go ahead, attack me. I don't care." Yami Malik smirked as he flipped a card face up and to my misfortune it was a card that took away half of my life points because I had my monster attack him.

Once half of my life points diminished and the shadows came towards me and pressed their inky ghostly selves around my body and bit down on me, sucking up my energy. This was not good because my hikari's body was already in bad shape because of the wound I gave Ryou when I joined forces with Malik. The shadows were making me queasy and I almost toppled over on the ground. It was the worst thing that happened to me because I never experienced with my body being poisoned or feeling the sensation of being eaten with in; almost dying from inside. I looked at Yami Malik's side and saw him gaining power instead of being weakened as I threw up blood.

"Why are you not getting weaker?" I replied in a sympathetic significant voice trying really hard to stay on my feet though I did collapse on my knees because of all of the pressure and the nerve wreaking pain. I like pain when I am the one doing it to myself, but when I have someone do it ten fold then I really feel it.

"Because I was born from this realm. The shadows accepted me and therefore their pain becomes power and drives me to continue my onslaught." Yami Malik held the Millenium rod up which then started glowing for no apparent reason.

Tombrobber45: The writer of this fic forgot to write a little note at the bottom so I'm making one up! I hope you enjoyed the chapter like I did. I've been posting for the writer right now and I'm in the middle of a huge testing period at school so it may be a few days before I get the next chapter she sent posted. Review for her!