Hey guys! Wow its been a minute huh? But I'm back and so is this story so strap in Ladies and Gents cuz its gonna be a bumpy ride! WARNING: GRAPHIC GORE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Ordinary Vanity
After a moment of debate, Yugi decided to keep it. He painfully pulled his backpack off and dug around for his water. There wasn't much left. But he didn't like the idea of carrying around something bloody, either. And it certainly didn't feel good on his hands. He un-capped the bottle and took one last drink. He savored the liquid, knowing that in this place he might not get anything else for some time. The rest he poured on the locket, then his hands as he washed the blood off. It was sticky work but at least he wasn't covered completely in blood anymore. The task done, he put the bottle away, put on is pack then shoved the trinket in to his pocket. Grandpa always said things happen for a reason. It was a random find, to be sure. But who knows? Maybe it was a clue. Satisfied with his choice, Yugi slowly got up and began walking. He had no idea where he was going, or any idea WHERE to go, but as long as he was putting some kind of distance between himself and the king, well then-the better. He came to a fork in the road, then on impulse turned right. His flashlight barely illuminated the space around him. It was dark and oppressive down here, to the point where Yugi felt cold inside and out. He could only be thankful then that he wasn't claustrophobic. He heard a drip and looked to his right. He noticed then that the walls had changed. No longer were they just dusty stone. Now they were red, shining with a wet light. And...was the wall...breathing?! Yugi watched in morbid fascination as the wall slowly extended...then slowly deflated. Breathe in...breathe out...no. Yugi shuddered uncomfortably and quickened his limping pace, his body worn well beyond his limits. He hurried along until a shuddering breath stopped him. His heart sped up in dread as he stilled himself to listen. It sounded like someone was gasping weakly for breath. The wheezing was light and low all at once. He slowly turned, following the sound.
Then he damned his curiosity as he clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming in fear.
On the wall beside him...was the severed head of a woman. The wall itself was made of what looked like flesh, with pillars of bone holding the thing together. At the top of each bone scraping against the ceiling with each breath was a sharp, aged claw. Veins and sinew weaved through the fabric of flesh like some kind of grim, woven art. And dead center of it was the woman's head. Her face was purpled-possibly from the lack of-or maybe an influx of blood to her head. A stretched purple mass lay over her forehead. Her red hair fanned out and down and around her, the ends seeming to become a part of the wall. Her face looked like it might have once been beautiful; Full lips, narrow nose and a delicate jawline that flattered her apple cheeks. Her eyes were oddly a bright green, staring listlessly ahead as if seeing nothing but oddly aware of everything. Yugi jumped nervously when they blinked. But she didn't look at him. Another rattling gasp had him stumbling back. He'd better go. He turned around to keep walking and froze again where he stood. He wasn't alone in the tunnels anymore.
Yugi hardly dared to breathe.
Standing in front of him was an enormous creature, unlike anything Yugi had ever seen here. The beast was massive-over seven feet tall if he had to guess. Thick, bulky muscle covered this thing from head to toe. It's skin was a dark grey color, the lips thin and black. On the chest were four dark ovals made of mystic topaz, glittering darkly in the light. Huge ram horns starting from black to fade to a light amber reached from forehead to the back of it's skull. Dark armor covered the hips and legs, with hard grieves on the arms and hands. Two huge armored shoulder pads made it look even bigger than he already was. He didn't know what kind of metal was used, but it had a rainbow effect, the color of the metal shifting from red to blue to purple with each breath the monster took. A long, thick tail like a serpent's waved slowly behind him ( He was sure this creature was a him) and on his back were two folded, bladed wings made of the same metal. And in the beast's hand-what he had been dragging on the ground-was a long staff. The handle was pitch black, and the weapon itself was an ornate dual pronged trident. It looked like it was made for the most intense of battles.
But what really set this creature apart were the eyes. Two glowing eyes like green acid set in a skeletal face stared directly at him. And they were filled with malice. This thing wasn't like the others who had up 'til now only mindlessly attacked whatever was near. No, this one was intelligent...and it wanted Yugi. It banged the staff-end of the weapon on the floor once, opening it's jaws to reveal several fanged teeth as it roared in challenge. A challenge Yugi knew he could not meet. He had no weapon, and no matter what punches he threw at this thing he knew his hits would be as effective as fly-swats to the beast. He had to run. As if the creature sensed his intentions it snarled angrily at him...then thrust the trident forward. Yugi ducked, summer-salting under the staff as it whipped over his head and he used his hands to push himself from the ground. He stumbled slightly, but quickly regained his footing as he took off. Behind him the beast roared in anger, and then, to his horror, the thing gave chase.
It was fast. Really fast. Faster than it's bulky frame led one to believe. He could hear the pounding of the armored feet on the ground, feel the earth reverberate under him with each angry step aimed at him. A shadow behind him told him to duck. Yugi hunched low and skidded around a stone corner-crash! The trident had hit stone, sending chunks clattering to the ground. Yugi didn't dare look back. He saw another cross of tunnels and on a whim took the left one. As he ran, he very much had the sense that he was in some form of labyrinth. But how to get out? He knew the smart thing would be to shut his flashlight off so that the thing couldn't find him. But then, how would he see an exit if he did? A bellow behind him told Yugi the thing was on his trail...and catching up. Left, right, right, straight, right, left right, left, left. He couldn't keep this up forever. He ran straight through the next cross-section, noting that the ground tilted up here, like running up a ramp. He prayed this meant he was almost out.
He was no longer running, but his pace had lightened to a jogger's pace. His legs shook and his lungs ached with each breath. His arm was stinging like hell and his leg sent pounding pain all throughout the right side of his body. A crash of steel to stone had Yugi limping in a hurry to increase his pace. There! On the far left wall was an ornately crafted black door. Hieroglyphics crafted in gold wove through the door's surface, a falcon's head serving as the door handle. Through that brief look Yugi knew some form of protection prayers were written on the door. Maybe it meant Mr. Tall, dark and scary couldn't follow him here? A roar down the hall. He had no choice. Grabbing the handle Yugi threw his weight against the door. The passage opened easily, so much so that Yugi nearly fell through the opening. He used the flacon knob and the frame to steady himself before he swung around and hastily slammed the door shut. He sagged against the door, panting heavily. He listened on the other side.
It was quiet.
" I win."
Yugi slowly turned around in dread.
The king lounged lazily in his chair, sipping wine from a gold and sapphire encrusted goblet. " I must thank my emissary for guiding you here. Although I must say, he was quite eager for the job." He noted, setting the wine down. Fear made Yugi's heart race. Anger made his blood run hot. Yugi narrowed his eyes at the king and he balled is fists, preparing for a fight.
" So it was you? You sent that monster after me?!" He snarled. The king quirked an arrogant brow at Yugi's outburst and stood gracefully.
" The tunnel network you discovered runs not just though here, but through all of Kul-Elna. Each one place is connected to the next. A safety precaution implemented by the townsfolk here. But if one does not know their way around in the labyrinth, then it can just as easily become a tomb." He said, letting the implications like heavily in the air. Yugi scoffed and glared hard at the king.
" So what? Am I supposed to thank you or something your highness?" He mocked. The king smirked uncaringly and crossed his arms over his chest.
" You're welcome." He quipped lightly. Yugi scowled in disgust. This smarmy bastard planned the whole thing. Yugi was never supposed to win, only to think that he could. Talk about a rigged game!
" Cheater." Yugi spat. The pharaoh chuckled darkly.
" I only instructed that you run and that the game would end wither when I captured you or when you escaped. I never said manipulation wasn't a factor, Little One." He replied smoothly.
" You never said it was, either!" Yugi snapped, irritated and angry at the whole mess. Just who did this bastard thig he was?! " Who the hell are you, anyways?!"
" I am pharaoh of Khemet, and you'd do well to remember that, young Yugi." He said arrogantly. Yugi huffed at the proclamation and he crossed his own arms over his chest, miffed.
" Oh, so no name then? A pharaoh is a title-a thing, not a person. So are you just calling yourself a thing then?" He snipped. The king's expression darkened and he dropped his arms slowly and took an intimidating step forward.
" Yugi, beware. I have been tolerant until now. I can be cruel." He waned, his tone low and dangerous. Yugi could have cared less.
" Tolerant?! The fuck you have! I've been chased by monsters, beaten up, torn up, thrown down, separated form everyone I love and everything that's important to me-FORCED TO PLAY YOUR GOD DAMN BLOODY GAME AND YOU SAY YOU'RE TOLERANT?! IF THAT'S YOUR IDEA OF TOLERANT THEN FEEL FREE TO KISS MY ASS!" He screamed. In a flash his head was snapped harshly to the side from the force of the open-handed slap dealt to his face. He grunted in pain as the force of the hit caused the contents of his skull to rattle. Before he could blink his neck was then seized by a powerful hand and he was slamed in to the wall hard. Yugi growled in pain as the Pharaoh loomed over him threateningly. Up close it wasn't the king's face, but a glimmer that caught Yugi's eyes and he focused on it. There, just below the jeweled collar... The Pharaoh's cartouche.
He looked the cartouche over carefully, translating the script in his mind. ' Eagle, so...that's an ' A.' Loaf...'T'...reed, so that's an ' E'... A smaller bird? No...I think it's an owl, which would make that a 'M'. And...another bird...a chick maybe? So then that's a 'U.' A-T-E-M-U...'
" Atemu." Yugi said, his voice barely above a whisper. For one moment there was absolute silence. The crimson king's expression grew stern as he slowly released his hold on the boy's neck and stepped back to regard the boy.
" You know my name." He sneered, offended that this CHILD had dared obliterate his titles to only call him by a name reserved only to be said by rights to the gods. Uncaring of the king's distain Yugi mentally cheered and patted himself on the back. He knew his name! Ha! A mystery thousands of years in the making, and he decoded it in two minutes. Score! A bellow from the hall halted whatever else the Pharaoh was to do or say next. It sounded pained, like a wounded animal. Atemu glowered in distain at the sound. Without a word or a backward glance the king stormed away, the door slamming shut behind him. Now was his chance! Yugi ran to the door, yanking hard. Locked. He turned around and ran to the window. It was pitch black out there. He couldn't even see the ground below him. Only an empty abyss. Yugi slamed his hand down on the window sil, growling angrily. Perfect. Now what? He walked away and cast his eyes around the room... Until a glimmer caught his gaze.
The goblet of wine sat innocently in the flickering candlelight, the gold glittering in the dark. Yugi wasn't much of a drinker. He'd tried wine a couple of times, but had never really aquired a taste for it. Combined with the first time he had a hangover-the headache, the dizziness, the vomiting...Yeah. First and last time. He didn't like alcohol. No question. But given that he no longer had water in his bottle, he began to think he might make an exception this time. His scratchy throat and cotton mouth agreed with him. Yugi picked up the cup and slowly brought it to his lips. The liquid went down like liquid morphine to his throat. It was tart and sweet, whatever this stuff was. He could detect the faintest traces of alcohol, but it wasn't overwhelming. It made the drink bearable. It had a strange taste to it as well, one he couldn't decide if it was good or it was bad. Somewhere in the back of his mind as he drank, he recalled that old saying; ' Never take from a stranger.' But tell that to a man who's been chased by monsters continuously, trapped in a world of suffocating fog and darkness, pushed to his mental and moral limits, and has hardly had a single thing to drink all damn day.
He emptied the goblet quickly, then set the cup back down on the table. At once he began regretting his decision to drink it. He felt light-headed and began feeling disoriented. The ground felt unsteady to him-like he was standing on the balloonish floor of a bouncy-house rather than sturdy stone. His blood rushed to his head and he staggered back to lean against the bed half-sitting half-lying on the edge. Was this because he drank so fast on an empty stomach? He'd heard that was never a smart move to make with drinks. No, this felt like something else. No way would one goblet make him feel this out of it. Or this fast. Then through the haze of his mind it became clear. And he cursed.
" Fuck."
He'd been drugged.
Mentally slamming his head in to the wall he currently couldn't reach he struggled to stand and gripped the bedpost for support. That damn psychotic bastard had drugged him up to...to...do whatever he was planning to him. Unpleasant thoughts of torture drifted though his mind and he shook his head. He had to get out of here. He had to escape! He had-CRASH! Yugi fell to the floor, knocking the small table and it's contents down to the floor with him. ' I have to remember how my legs work.' He grumbled mentally. Okay, try again. He sluggishly crawled to his feet, his limbs slow to react. Like a cheaply made doll his limbs felt disconnected and floppy. Yugi's spirits lifted when he was able to slouch in to a sort of standing position, unaware that the door to the room had opened. He gripped the bedpost again and began to weakly stagger forward...and a strong, muscular arm snaked around his waist. " None of that now, Yugi. I daresay you shouldn't be moving so much right now." Atemu's smooth voice washed over him, and he could hear the smug satisfaction in his voice. That alone pissed him off. Never mind the fact that the goddamn bastard DRUGGED HIM!
" You...would say that...you coward." The world stopped turning. Time itself froze. Yugi dared a lazy look in his eyes, only to meet the fires of hell. Atemu's posture became rigid, his eyes blazing with fury and his grip on his waist tightened.
" What did you say?" He asked, his voice low and his tone dangerous. By what right did this whelp have to pass such judgement on he, a living god? Who was he, this child to dare offend his majesty? Through his anger however, he still had to admit it; He was a little impressed. NO ONE in his life had ever spoken to him so brazenly. By Apep, he had before had people whipped within an inch of their lives for even looking at him the wrong way. ' The boy seems to lack fear.' He thought. His eyes blazed as the boy in his arms smirked dazedly at him. ' I shall have to instill the fear IN him.' Everyone had a place in life, and Atemu thought it was high time his little light learned his. He jerked the boy harshly to stand by the shoulders. Yugi grunted in pain, then scoffed at the bravado the man was showing. Maybe it was because he was drugged, but Yugi could have cared less about the repercussions, even though he knew testing the Pharaoh's wrath was a dangerous thing.
" You heard me." He slurred. " You're...not...man enough...to face me head on... So you drugged me...to... I don't know what. And I don't care. I...hmmmm." He sighed and smiled cheekily at his dark half, who watched him with unblinking eyes. " I know you now. You...use your stupid magic...and stupid underhanded tricks to win... You can't do anything on your own. You...don't win, cuz you cheat. And...cowards cheat. So you're a coward. And...you're a prick." He finished, smiling with a lazy, hazy zeal that was usually only sported by the drunk. He didn't notice when Atemu knocked him out from under the knees so that he was being held bridal-style. He wasn't paying attention when the man walked him over to the bed. Only when he felt the satiny sheets against his hands did he register that he was now lying down. He wanted to get up. He wanted to fight this madman and take him out-incapacitated or not. But...the bed was so comfy... Maybe just a quick rest. Then he could kick his ass.
Yugi closed his eyes. He was tired, but oddly his mind was still working. And his mind slowly began processing what was happening beyond his closed eyes. He heard rustling, like cloth. Was he getting something out of his closet? Then he felt the bed shift. He was now on the bed with him. ' Oh, God what does he want now?' He wondered, feeling exasperated with all of this. He felt his legs jerk lightly as his boots were pulled off. Socks casually peeled away. He felt a hand touch his belt buckle. Then the buckle coming undone. Yugi slapped his hand. Atemu pushed his hand away and continued. Belt was undone. The button to his pants were undone now. Zipper down. Vest pushed from his shoulders. His upper-half was being lifted by Atemu's strong arms. Deft hands quickly upended the cloth over his head. Lay back down. The pants were gone now. His boxers were next to follow. Now he was completely naked. ' That's not good.' His mind supplied. ' Why?' He asked himself. Only when he felt Atemu lean down to kiss his lips did it all fall in to place. He didn't want to torture him. Oh, no. Atemu wanted him. The body pressed flush to his-and the hardness it came with was proof of that.
' That's why!' His mind screamed.
Yugi jerked at the feeling of Atemu's body on his. He hissed though his teeth. His skin was cold as ice. He tried to push the man off of him, but found his limbs were still uncoordinated and ragdoll-like. He could only weakly push at him. Atemu pulled his hands away and pinned one to the side of is head. The other he used for something different. He felt something cold and wet enter his body, and he felt himself stiffen. It felt weird. A second slick something was pushed in. Oh, those were his fingers. He felt Atemu circle his insides with what he could only assume was oil, by the feel of it. A pause. Yugi felt him adjust his weight... Then Atemu entered his body with a snap of his hips. Yugi cried out in pain as he was forcibly filled, the oil in his entrance and coating Atemu's member making the entry as quick and perfect as a gunshot. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak. He couldn't breathe. Atemu was already moving, pounding away at him making him feel both pleasure and pain all at once. Yugi grunted and bucked his hips to try and throw the man off of him-and the grunt turned in to a cry of pleasure. Something else was happening now. Atemu's dick was hitting something inside of him that was sending shots of pure pleasure down his spine. He mewled and moaned with each thrust, telling the pharaoh that he had found the one place Yugi could never deny him. He increased his speed drastically, hitting that spot as hard and as fast as he could. He put all his strength forward and Yugi arched and cried out. The shots of pleasure were coming rapidly but something else was happening now. Bolts of what he could only describe of as pure energy were surging through his body with each thrust the Pharaoh made. It was like when they kissed before, but far more intense adding to the pleasure and pain he was feeling. His walls were tightening and he pulled at the wrist Atemu was still holding down. He weakly pushed at Atemu with his free hand again on instinct, though the him that was still somewhat self-aware was wondering why.
Atemu took the hand from his shoulder to pin it on the other side of the boy's head. He kissed him roughly, pushing his tongue past his sweet lips to taste nirvana as he felt his own walls tighten. Yugi couldn't hold back anymore. He screamed in the kiss as he came, his own release triggering the king's own. Atemu cried out, the sound muffled by their kiss. He shuddered in pleasure as his essence filled his light, coating his walls generously. But it wasn't enough. He needed more. Atemu kept the pace, even as Yugi's own sensitive prostate begged for release. Pleasurable pain wracked his body as Yugi involuntarily jerked with each thrust, feeling his insides clench around Atemu's manhood painfully. It didn't take long for them to cum again. Yugi released on their lower halves again, and Atemu shot his milky seed in to him again. He gradually slowed to a stop until he was rocking softly inside of him, and Yugi moaned. Whether it was a moan of pain or pleasure, he wasn't sure. But Atemu wasn't done. He wanted something more now.
He jerked his dick out of the boy, earning a shout of pain from him. Then he lifted his hips and slowly he lowered himself on to Yugi's aching penis. Yugi arched in to him as he felt the pharaoh's walls around him. ' Oh, God...!' The tightness felt good. Very good. But at the same time...it felt so cold. As cold as Atemu's hand when he first touched him. As cold as the body that took him. Atemu raised his hips until only Yugi's tip was inside of him...then he thrust back down. Both let out a shout of pleasure as Atemu began pumping his hips up and down. Yugi jutted his hips up to meet his thrusts each time, too far gone in the pleasure to care anymore whether this was wrong or right. With each thrust Yugi felt the man's walls tighten, and oh...it felt so good. Their hips moved quicker, their breathing ever more ragged. Atemu's grip on his wrists became tighter-there was bound to be some bruising. No doubt about it. But right now Yugi simply felt too good. Their moment soon came and Yugi released deep inside of Atemu, relishing in the feeling of Atemu's walls spasaming around him as he came with him. Atemu collapsed on the boy, both utterly exhausted. The pharaoh lifted himself off of Yugi, who whined in discomfort. The pressure to his wrists was lifted as both knew Yugi no longer had the strength to move. Atemu left momentarily, only to come back with a cloth.
Yugi's torso and member were wiped clean, then he felt the man's absence. He must be cleaning himself off now. Whatever. He was tired. He needed to sleep. Yugi rolled over and shifted his body to lay on the side. He could feel his mind drifting in to unconsciousness. Yugi felt him. Atemu slipped the satin covers over them both, pressing his chest in to Yugi's back. Arms wrapped around him. Yugi allowed it. There was nothing he could do about it now. ' But when I wake up, we're going to have a serious talk about this.' He thought.
With a final sigh Yugi fell asleep.
The first thing he felt was pain. Yugi groaned as his senses slowly began coming back to him. He rubbed his eyes tiredly as he gradually regained consciousness. He had no idea how long he'd been asleep, and it was impossible to tell any form of time from the pure black-ness outside of the window. He was however, very glad to discover... He was alone. The Pharaoh was gone. Yugi sighed heavily in relief. About time. Relief soon gave way to a mixture of both mild anger and indignant irrigation. This encounter, if that's what this could be called, was by no means his first time-and for that Yugi was glad. Not only because it would have been a shitty first time otherwise, but also because as a virgin he might have bled to death from such brutal internal tearing. And his stinging insides-both then and now told him there had definitely been that. He felt inclined to just lie there in pain and sulk, which he was entitled to, but he was alone at last. He had to get out now while he could. Yugi sat up, hissing through his teeth as pain lanced down his back and throbbed through his body. This was not going to be fun.
He moved slowly, forced to take his time as his body pulsed painfully with each move he made. His clothes had been thrown carelessly to the floor. He had to bend down. Great. He hissed and groaned in pain as he picked up his clothes, his aching muscles crying in pain. Yugi dressed himself quietly and as quickly as his body would allow. He winced in self-sympathy as he pulled his clothes over bruised skin and red scratches. The bandage on his arm was slightly red from blood that had seeped through. He could only hope the stitches hadn't torn. The gash in his leg was deep, but not unmanageable. It was scabbing over anyway. He could pull through. As for his backpack it lie on its side by the bed. A quick check showed that the contents within were untouched. Good. Now there was just one thing left: Leaving.
Yugi wasn't naive enough to think for one moment that he could leave through the bedroom door. And that's probably what Atemu was expecting anyway. The window was definitely not an option. That left Yugi only one way out... The door to the labyrinth. No doubt that beastly brute with the trident was down there waiting for him, along with god only knew what else. But Atemu had said the labyrinth covered the whole town, with entrances to the tunnels hidden all over Kul-Elna. So by that logic, if he had found this door, then whichever way he went he was bound to find another. Especially if he ran fast enough. The decision made Yugi took a deep breath-then yanked open the door and ran in to the darkness, quickly shutting the door behind him before he could chicken out and change his mind. For awhile he simply stood in the darkness, practically holding his breath as he listened to the shadows around him. It was quiet. Yugi knew the smart thing to do would be to leave the flashlight off, but then it would be impossible to find a way out. With no other choice left to him Yugi slowly brought his hand up and clicked on the light on his vest.
Nothing. Only black greeted his sight. Okay. Start walking. Yugi breathed deeply as he took off in the darkness at a light jogging pace, having learned by now that there was no such thing as a casual pace here. A high pitch of sound made him pause, like a hinge on a door. Did something just enter the labyrinth? Yugi didn't stay to find out. He resumed his jog, picking up his pace. A demonic howl rang ominously through the air as the walls shook around him. Somehow, somewhere inside himself he knew it was Atemu. And he knew that the howl was one of rage. He knew Yugi was gone. ' Damn it!' Time to run again. A shriek behind him had Yugi's blood running cold. He recognized that sound. He looked behind him as he ran, confirming his fears. A beetle body with two heads... It was those creatures who had torn his arm up. They were back and in full force as they scuttled across the floors and burst through bloody pusses in the flesh walls around him. A pained feminine cry sounded eerily behind him in the dark. Was it the head of that woman on the wall crying? A beetle screetched as it made a jump for his leg. Yugi dodged the jump and ran faster. A yank behind him caused Yugi to lose his balance and he fell back with a shout of fear and surprise. Two of the things had latched on to his backpack, which had caused him to fall. Not again! Screaming in anger he lashed out, kicking and punching anything in reach as they began swarming over and around him.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The loud sounds-whatever they were, seemed to scare them. They scuttled and clicked and keened around him in a confused and flustered flurry. A footstep in the dark. A light in Yugi's peripheral vision.
BANG! BANG!
The light suddenly hit Yugi directly in the eyes and he raised his hands to shield both himself and his vision. He couldn't see who it was. Yugi was given no time to react as the stranger grabbed him by his backpack and dragged him away from the screetching monsters. He was thrown in to a room, the only light source being Yugi's light and the light from the stranger. The door was slammed shut, leaving the two in the darkness. Yugi panted heavily and scrambled in to a sitting positon. It was then that he got his first good look at his rescuer...and he nearly wept tears of joy right then and there. Eyes of honey-brown stared in to his, an impish smile on his face. He swept the blonde bangs from his eyes with one gun-held hand while the other held up his flashlight. The bright gold shield badge of the DCPD glinted faintly in the light.
" Hey, Yuge. Some vacation, huh?" He asked, his tone light despite the sarcasm. All Yugi could do was laugh.
" Joey."
So that's that! As you can see the votes are in and Yugi kept the locket. Yaaay! Joeeey! ( Claps) The creature that Yugi saw on the wall was ' wall of illusion.' The monster that chased Yugi in the tunnels was ' Reign-Beaux, Overlord Of Dark World.' Now why did it want to kill our little Yugi so bad? Hmmmm... And of course the worm lynx came back to pick on our Yugi again. So What's next for our trapped duo?! Please R&R and as always bless your happy happiness. :)
