Episode IV: Beckoning Light

The city of Domino was silent, its citizens fast asleep. The full moon, high above, basked the city in an unearthly glow. The skyline seemed serene and peaceful. This peace, however, was more like the eye of a hurricane than the end of the storm. Three figures walked out of a building and mounted their cycles. The tallest one looked around before revving his bike and hitting the gas.

"Where the hell is Saxon? I didn't feel the activation of a second seal so I guess he didn't duel anyone yet….," he stopped talking and stared upward at the moon.

"What's the matter, they don't have one where you come from?" questioned the man to his right.

"Its not that, Valon, it just seems so much brighter than before….strange…. No matter, now we have to go and find this slacker." the leader answered shaking his head and accelerating.

"Wait, Rafael, what do you mean duel someone…wasn't he just supposed to come with us" the man to the left asked.

"Hmm…that guy has been acting buddy buddy with Master Dartz ever since he arrived. I think he has been getting some secret assignments…something Dartz doesn't want us t know," he responded. That strange guy….what could he be here for…what is he up to?

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Saxon's hair had gone back to the way it had been. The last evidence of the awesome battle that was raged vanished as the spear that had pierced Boltenis, disappeared leaving only the body of Ryou on the ground.

How did I….

"Well, well, well host…it looks like you lost. Shame too, you put up such a great fight. Hehehhe….looks like I have to kill you now," he mocked walking up to Ryou smiling and chuckling to himself. The crazed and powerful person that had fought with Ryou had vanished from his face.

How could I…

"What….are you unconscious or something host? Come on how can the hero just go and fall asleep at the end of the battle. Here let me wake you…" he continued, kicking Ryou in the stomach knocking him onto the curb. The cut Ryou had gotten on his head was now flowing freely down his face.

Lose….my mother…my mother…I am sorry…

"Come on, kid, are you seriously just gonna lie there. You lost get over it, you tried, you failed…its destiny. Your destiny was to lose just as it was your loser mother's destiny to fall without a fight. Oh you should have seen her begging me to just not hurt her poor Ryou. Now GET UP.." he shouted kicking him again, however this time something stopped it. Looks like he isn't dead….yet. .

Ryou's hand held onto Saxon's foot. "STOP" Ryou screamed releasing his foot and getting on his knees. I am sorry mother…I …I couldn't protect you.

"Hmmm, just in time to fulfill your end of the bargain ehh…. Just in time to pay up your end of the deal, you lost, you die," he said smiling grabbing Ryou's collar and lifting him off his feet.

"I lost cough cough fine go ahead and kill me." Bakura declared coughing up a little blood; however, a small smile seemed to flicker across his face, just briefly.

"You want to die now, not even gonna try to defend yourself….DO YOU THINK I AM JOKING, HOST? You put me through hell in that duel, stole my monster and made it impure," he said in raged tone before punching Ryou in the stomach dropping him to the ground. Ryou groaned in pain, again coughing.

"I ….know …you won't kill me…heh heh….You need me…cough….you need me for the spirit… This entire duel was just a set up to get me to bring him out. Don't you get it…you and your sick cult cannot win. You kill me…you fail whoever ordered you to get the spirit" Ryou said smiling, a glazed look in his eyes.

This is smarter than he looks. He is right, what the hell can I do…God I should just kill him now….oh that would be fun wouldn't it. Killing that impure punk and…NO..no..no purifying is the job of the beast not the swordsmen. We are here only to serve the Oricalcos. Saxon's face began to stare off into space before he shook himself out of it.

The silence was broken by a raspy voice from nowhere; yet it seemed to Saxon and Ryou to come from everywhere.

"Well, well, well, Saxon it has really been too long," the voice echoed through the dark streets.

"What the hell….WHO THE HELL ARE YOU….WHERE ARE YOU SHOW YOURSELF " Saxon screamed, panicked far more than Ryou had ever seen him. He was searching, his head wailing about, the rooftops and alleyways.

"Heheheheh….did you really think you could betray us like that….betray me…betray her? Did you think you could just leave us, leave the Society, taking our secrets with you to that….madman" the voice continued, venomous anger in every word.

"Listen, it doesn't have to be this way….he..he know what is best…All you did was stand around making prophecies, you..you are the misguided ones, and I will show you the power of the truth." Saxon rebutted obviously flustered.

"No…Saxon….I will have to reintroduce you the truth…and while I am here I can ensure the safety of the Society by killing the dark one's host. Heheheh…Saxon you will again see the light even if you must die to do so. Oh yes, farwell vessel of darkness, it is a shame you must pay for the crimes of the dark one, however sacrifices are necessary…" the now joyous voice trailed off however, motion was heard on the roof of the building across the street.

Dear God, not now not now…I must protect the host, he is necessary…I must stop this lunatic
Saxon turned quickly grabbing Ryou in one hand and opening his door with the other.

"…what…are...you doing…..?" Ryou barely managed to say before almost passing out.

"Hold up host, don't pass out yet. Listen stay right here, I will return and then we can settle this, trust me…I will get the spirit and I will kill you for this trouble," Saxon said as quickly as he could. He tossed Ryou into the room slamming him into the wall knocking him out. Saxon slammed the door shut as a tall figure robed in white jumped down from the opposite building.

Oricalcos hear my plea, seal this door with your magic, and allow no one to leave or enter this house but me. Saxon ripped off the stone around his neck and pressed it to the door. The door began to glow a strange white light. Saxon turned around carefully pocketing the stone and making eye contact with the figure now before him.

"Do you really think that precious stone of yours can stop me….no Saxon I will show you the light, the truth. I will take the life of the host freeing us to fulfill our destiny. Saxon you know this is true, you know it is my destiny to do this and your destiny to come back to us. Leave your crazy quest and come back…I am asking you as a friend Saxon…come back to us," the figure, whose voice had now taken a kinder gentler tone begged. "If you will not come back by choice, I will force you" he said noticing the smirk on Saxon's face. He lifted his hand readying his duel disk.

"Pssh, you can't beat me, never could. Besides I will never come back to you useless morons. You have good ideas…but do nothing. ….Listen with me to Dartz, he will show you the true path." Saxon declared, his voice to taking a kinder tone.

"Never, I serve the Society and I will kill you if you stand in our way. If death and treachery is the path you choose…so be it. Now let's duel so I can crush you." Zanex demanded, cursing under his breath.

"Hah, if you really think that I am just gonna duel you, your out of your mind. I won't gain anything from it than another pointless victory. I got things to do, heh, if you wanna bring me "back to the light" your gonna have to catch me first." Saxon replied through his teeth as he punched Zanex in the face, sending the unprepared man across the street. Saxon ran onto his cycle, hit the gas and sped down the street.

Zanex rose to his feet, as if he hadn't been touched with small bleeding cut on the unhidden part of his mouth, a hood covering the rest of his face. Although he had been knocked on the floor, his white robe was still pristine.

Fine Saxon….it seems the path destiny has chosen for you is the path of death

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"Welcome back my swordsmen…we seem to be one short. I see that Saxon has gone his own way. Thus so shall you my swordsmen, each of you now that you know your targets. The union of the four swordsmen must now be broken for the benefit of our cause. Remember allow the righteous hatred you feel take you. Allow the Oricalcos to empower you, to run through your veins, fulfill your feelings and destroy the Pharaoh and his companions. Strip them of their souls and feed it to the great beast." Dartz raised them with a wave of his hand. The three walked off as a woman joined them in their exit.

Go, Saxon. Do what you must, but if you cannot handle your old colleges and convert them to our way, I will destroy you and them to make sure our secrets do not fall into the hands of the Society. Saxon, you out of all the four must let your hatred take you and expand the darkness in your heart. You who have not yet tasted the Oricalcos must be its harbinger; I hope that this new twist will help in your release of your inner darkness Dartz looked upward at the shrine before him, before bowing and continuing his prayer.

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The light of the moon filled the city streets; this light greatly outshining the streetlights. A lone figure sped down the empty street.

Him, here…how did they find me….how could they find him….I can't allow them to…I won't allow him to. The dark spirit must belong to Master Dartz. No matter what, even at the cost of my life Master Dartz's plan will be fulfilled. The Oricalcos must be satisfied…but at what cost… Saxon's mind was racing as he sped down the city streets his eyes constantly searching the roofs.


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