Important: Another edit, mostly just grammar and spelling in this one.
Guess y'all guys are in luck. I usually update Stuck with you every day because I've been having such amazing ideas. Well now tonight since I was just in my writing mood for this story, it gets updated tonight instead of Stuck with You. So I hope that this chapter is awesome…wait of course it is…I wrote it :D
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I do not under any circumstances, own Yu-gi-oh. If I did, then Bakura would have been saved just like the rest of the villains. And there would be a lot of Darkshipping.
I own: The OC Characters, the plot, the Realm of Light, the tile Queen Crazy, my Bakura plushie, my Bakura poster and of course myself.
Warning: This story is Darkshipping/Casteshipping so if you have some type of problem with the pairing of Bakura and Atem then you obviously need to hit the back button because I love that pairing. So I'm writing this story. This is a Yaoi story as well and there will be eventually a lemon. If you don't like that either then I suggests you just leave this page.
I hope y'all enjoy the new and fabulous version of this story.
ENJOY :D
Chapter Three: Thoughts
[Atem's POV]:
My father and I walked toward the exit of the Desert.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"The Ice Region." he replied as we walked toward the door.
"Why?" I asked.
"Mana's gift is in there." he replied.
We reached the door that said Ice and we walked inside. Automatically I put my arms around me to keep from getting cold but then I dropped them remembering that there was no need to.
To say that the Ice part of the Afterlife was beautiful was an understatement by far. There a large hill made of snow that leads down to a half frozen lake. There were benches for people to sit as well. Off on the bank which was made of snow there were igloos and ice sculptures. I had only been in here once, this time, it was even more beautiful than the last. What caught my eye the most was one particular ice sculpture: A large very detailed sculpture of The Winged Dragon of Ra, Slifer the Sky Dragon and Obelisk the Tormentor stood before my eyes. All of them were intertwine so beautifully. Ra had his wings spread wing as Slifer wrapped around him. Obelisk kneeled down in front of his dragon friends.
Suddenly, Mana happily skipped over to where Father and I were.
"So…Do you like it?" Mana asked bouncing up and down.
"It's beautiful Mana," I said unable to keep my eyes off of the ice sculpture in front of me.
"Well let's take a closer look at it silly." Mana said taking a hold of my hand.
The snow felt weird against my shoes though it wasn't cold I felt and heard the soft padding and crunching of the ice and the snow. Finally, we arrived in front of the sculpture.
"This is incredible Mana," I said looking at the beautiful ice sculpture up close it reflected the rays of the sun like a rainbow.
"I'm glad you like it." Mana said happily "And guess what?"
"What?" I said turning around to face my friend.
"One: I love you" she giggled hugging me. I hugged her back "Two: the ice sculpture will never melt."
"Well that's a relief." I said "This is just too beautiful to have any harm done to it."
"It took me forever to do this too." Mana said, "though I did have some help," she admitted "Is that okay?" she asked looking at me worryingly.
I rolled my eyes. "Mana, you know me better than that. You did a great job and so did Mahad." I assured her with a smile.
Mana laughed "How did you know it was Mahad that helped me?"
"How could I not?" I laughed.
The rest of the day was spent hanging out with Mana. I needed some time with my friend and to get my mind off of what Nalori had said. She told me that saving Bakura was my destiny. But that didn't make any sense at all. I was in the Afterlife there was no such thing as fulfilling one's destiny anymore.
"Pharaoh, what's wrong?"
Why would she ask me to save her son? Technically, I killed him 5000 years ago when I had to lock our souls away to defeat Zorc. I destroyed Zorc when I came back to retrieve my memories, thus killing Bakura. Where was Bakura? Not that I really cared. He got everything he deserved. How someone could be so heartless is beyond me. He killed so many people, ruined so many innocent lives.
My thoughts lead me to Ryou Bakura. Bakura Touzoku's host, he was Bakura's Hikari. Even though Bakura treated him horribly and hurt him, Ryou still helped Bakura. Yes, I knew that Ryou had let Bakura stab him in the arm during Battle City. I wasn't about to tell anyone or mention it to Ryou. I knew the boy had enough problems. He was a loner and he was shy. His father was never around. I just wish he came to me for help. But I knew that Ryou was afraid of what Bakura might do to us so he kept his distance.
"Atem, are you okay?" Mana asked.
Bakura and I had lived two lives. We had second chances. I know that I wasn't the most perfect person in the world. I know I did some bad things as Pharaoh and I will admit to those mistakes, but what Bakura did was uncalled for and unforgiving. If Nalori thinks that her son will pass judgment and will be able to walk through those double doors that lead to the Afterlife then she obviously has some issues! She's even more insane if she believes I'll save her son. I refuse to sink that low. He can rot in Ammunt's stomach for all I care.
My views on him will never change!
"ATEM!" Mana shouted.
I looked up and blinked. Mana and I were by the lake, our feet in the water.
"Are you okay?" she asked casually throwing a piece of grass in the pond which began to float slowly.
"Uh yeah," I said not looking at her.
"Please tell me" Mana said "Maybe I can help?"
I shook my head. "Please don't worry about me Mana." I said placing my hand on her shoulder.
"But" she began. I shook my head.
I played with the children today as well. They always made me laugh and I had such a great time with them. They helped me keep my mind off this nonsense with the ex-Tomb robber. However, even the children couldn't prevent it forever.
I sighed leaning against a tree. Heaving a heavy sigh, I closed my eyes enjoying how lucky I was to be able to come into the Afterlife.
I opened my eyes slowly something was standing before me off in the distance. Slowly, my vision came to and I gasped. Kneeling down near the lake, a few feet in front of me, back turned with long black hair that reached a bit past her waist was a woman wearing a brown robe much like peasants did back in Egypt. Her hand glided across the water. She hummed a melody and the ducks swam to her quacking happily.
I stood up mesmerized by the beautiful voice. Walking over toward her.
"Hello," I said.
"Hello Pharaoh Atem," the girl said not turning around to face me.
I blinked. "How-how did you know it was me?"
"I could sense you." the girl said standing up and turning around.
"Oh," I said. "You have a beautiful voice."
She smiled. "Thank you."
"So, what's your name?" I asked.
"Koranna," she replied.
"That's a pretty name." I complement.
She smiled. "Thanks."
"So you like the water huh?" I asked taking a seat beside of the water. Koranna did the same.
"Yeah I really do. It's so peaceful here and it helps me calm down. I've been so stressed ever since I died…well honestly even before that." she said. "Oh gods, I'm sorry I'm sure you don't want to hear about that Pharaoh." she laughed nervously looking at the ducks swim.
"It is okay," I said "I've been stressed out too."
"Really?" she asked, "why?"
I picked up a blade of grass poking it into the water. "This woman came up to me not too long after m arrival here," I said "she told me that I had to save her son, that it was my destiny."
"My mother talked to you didn't she?" Koranna asked looking at me.
I looked at her eyes widened. "Your last name is Touzoku isn't it?" I asked.
"Yeah," she replied.
"You have a brother named Bakura." I said.
She nodded.
"Let me guess you're going to demand that I save him?" I snapped.
Koranna looked at me for a moment. "No," she said shaking her head.
"Don't you want…?"
"I do," she said cutting me off by raising her hand. "But demanding that you do so isn't the way to do it. You obviously don't understand where Mother is coming from when it comes to Bakura." Koranna said. "But I'm here to enlighten you."
I rolled my eyes. "Try me Koranna."
The girl smiled. "I plan on doing more than try."
"Bakura and I have been enemies for over 5000 years, it's not about to change. I just don't understand why you and your mother are trying to make me save him for. Bakura is a hateful person and the Gods are punishing him for his fatal error."
"There's much you don't understand Atem." Koranna said.
"It still doesn't excuse him for raising Zorc up and trying to destroy the world!" I yelled standing up.
"Where are you going?" she asked looking up at me.
"I can't deal with this," I said. "Please just leave me alone."
I walked into the Ice part of the Afterlife and looked at the sculpture that Mana had made me for my birthday.
Ra, Obelisk and Slifer, the three Egyptian gods that I combined together to form: Horakhty, the creator of light. So many things got out of hand, both in my life and in-between life. I had to give up dying naturally to save the world, but at what cost? I spent 5000 years alone in the Millennium Puzzle waiting for someone to assemble it so I could once again reemerge into the real world. Yugi Muto had solved the puzzle allowing me to use him as my vessel to exist in his time.
I barged into Yugi, Tea, Joey, and Tristan's lives. Because of me, the shadow games came back and soon after Yugi solved the puzzle his friend, Ryou Bakura, a transfer student came to Domino High, with the Millennium Ring. The Millennium Ring held an evil spirit, someone that used and abused Ryou.
He was the reason that I had to live two lives, though, I was grateful that I had met Yugi it hurt that I had to erase my own mind and lived in a world where I was unfamiliar with everything. It frightened me. When I went into the memory world, I felt at home although I didn't recognize anyone at first, I still felt alive there, free, even if I was battling Bakura all over again.
Bakura
Bakura was evil. There was no denying that. He claimed that he was Zorc. That was the last thing I had ever heard him say. His eyes were full of hatred and evil. Bakura got exactly what he deserved. If it weren't for Yugi and his friends helping me recover my name then I would have been lost long ago.
I sighed walking back through the door that said Ocean it was very peaceful there; it was my favorite place to be. Why couldn't I stop thinking about this? The Afterlife was supposed to be about peace. I knew no one was trying to take over the world or destroy it. I knew that the end of the Shadow Games were finally over. Zorc Necrophades had been destroyed thanks to Horakhty but why did I keep dwelling on these things?
Koranna, Bakura's sister, she, like her mother, was absolutely beautiful. She wasn't rude like Nalori had been. No she was respectful and kind. She didn't demand that I save her brother she asked if I would listen to what she had to say. I refused. I couldn't listen to the tales of someone that hurt so many people.
Bakura wanted to world destroyed, he wanted his hands covered in my blood and he was willing to do anything and everything to get it. Bakura was crazy, and he was insane. There was no way that his heart would pass judgment upon MA'at's feather…so what was the point in even trying? What were Nalori and Koranna thinking? I knew that Bakura couldn't be in Ammunt, for he would have had to come to the Afterlife's judging hall and I didn't see him there. So, then, where was he?
[Bakura's POV]:
I walked around the light was hot against my skin but I chose to ignore it. Zorc always taught me that pain was the key to everything and I was willing for pain to engulf me so that I could be enlightened. Zorc was an incredible creature, if not for Zorc I wouldn't have been able to survive. He taught me ruthless skills. He taught me to never give mercy.
Because no one gave my family and friends any so why should I give someone else mercy?
An eye for an eye, if people lived like that, things would be so much easier. The Pharaoh killed my family and left me with absolutely nothing, so why not kill everyone he loved and take everything from him? It was only fair right?
Zorc was my idol and my mentor. He taught me that taking the easy way was not an option that the Pharaoh had to suffer along with the rest of the world. I agreed. The darkness was my comforter, it allowed me to hide and it allowed me to realize that I was a pathetic child. I shouldn't have cared whether or not my father was never around. I shouldn't have cared whether or not I didn't die that night. The fact that I was alive and I was able to fight for their souls was what kept me going.
Too many times I fell into depression and no one but Zorc helped me. I was all alone, living with a demon. He was frightening at first, but I grew accustom to his ways. He had this aura about him that was full of hatred and darkness but his words he spoke to me shot fire into my heart. They made sense. Zorc knew that I had lost everything he knew that if I fell in love with someone that it would only bring me heartache in the long run. Because they would leave me, and I would be left with a broken heart, unable to complete my task as last villager of Kul Elna.
Kul Elna…
My home, my beautiful home, and one moment it stood proud in the outskirts of Cairo, Egypt. The next, it was burnt down. Everyone but me sacrificed.
Atem said that the Millennium items were made to keep the peace in Egypt. He was a fool to believe such bullshit! How could killing…no slaughtering the people from my village be a source of peace?! Sure, the items helped them defeat the army that was trying to invade them, but at what cost? Did they really think that I, being the sole survivor of the massacred village, wouldn't do everything in my power to save my people?
Was the Pharaoh that blind?
Atem had saved Marik from his dark half back in Battle City Marik had been a tomb keeper, guarding the Pharaoh's tomb until his return. He had received cravings upon his back in a painful ritual on his twelfth birthday. This is when he spilt his soul into two forms: His real self and his dark half. I dueled his dark half and I paid the price by being sent to the Shadow Realm. I was lucky; however, because I had put a portion of my spirit into the Millennium Puzzle, thanks to the Millennium Ring.
Marik's dark half had killed many people, sending them to the Shadow Realm. Even Marik before his dark half came out thanks to Marik's on carelessness had done some terrible things. Controlling the mind of Joey Wheeler and Tea Gardner, using the powers of the Millennium Rod to control other people's minds to do his bidding; he wanted the power of the Pharaoh. And he was going to do everything in his power to get it.
But Atem saved him.
Dartz, a man that ruled the ancient city of Atlantis had captured the souls of man and beast, for over 10, 000 years. He used the power of the Orichalcos to do his work. He wanted to destroy the world and rebuild it. He lied to three people, changing their lives to have more horrific events into their lives so that way he could use their anger to fill the rage of his god.
But Atem saved him.
Pegasus, the man who created the modern game of ancient game we played in Egypt, called Duel Monsters, he owned the Millennium Eye, being able to read Atem's mind and Yugi's mind. He had kidnapped Solomon Muto, Yugi's grandfather in a sad attempt to revive his deceased wife, Celica using the Millennium items and KaibaCorp technology.
He saved him as well.
Seto Kaiba, the president of KaibaCorp Industries, a place where what once made machines for combat, suddenly made products to make duel monsters more "realistic" for the modern day and age. Kaiba had a dark side to him, one that didn't care about anyone expect Mokuba, his little brother. Kaiba was alone and he wanted to destroy the past. Atem wanted to embrace it.
And yet, he saved Kaiba from himself.
He saved villain that he had ever faced. He had accepted every challenge, including mine. Time and time again I did everything in my power to collect all seven items; finally succeeding I summon Zorc into the world of the living to destroy the world. The world needed to be punished for what it put me through.
Why should I have to be alone and miserable while everyone else was happy? An eye for an eye, it was simple logic and Atem, obviously was too blind to see that. Though, the Pharaoh had always put a blind eye to something right in front of him. His father was a moron, for letting his stupid brother do the spell to create the items. So, technically, it was Aknankanon's fault, because if he had actually read the book then he would have seen that the book required 99 human sacrifices, all in which had to be part of the same blood-line in some way shape or form. Souls of "evil" doers as Aknadin said once before.
My people may have been thieves, but we were not evil. No, Atem made me evil. It was his fault and honestly, I wouldn't want to go back to being "goody-good" no, those days were for children. I had lost my childhood because of Atem's father's carelessness. He had died before I could get a hold of him, so that's why I took all of my anger and frustration out on his son.
I continued to walk. This place was very large, maybe even larger than the Shadow Realm. The Shadow Realm, a place that I craved. I missed it so much it hurt. I hated being in this light, I felt exposed. I felt like my every thought was being heard by someone. In the Shadow Realm I could hide in the darkness and I was alone surrounded my screams of pain.
Here I was alone, hearing the screams of myself.
I looked ahead of me, seeing a range of mountains. I sighed still moving forward. I knew that sitting here wasn't going to get me out of this place. I had to keep moving if I was ever going to find the secret to getting out of here.
Atem had the power of the gods. I had the power of the darkness. I thought that I was going to defeat him the last go round. I even used Tristan's mind to duel for me, but I lost the duel. I had played the role playing game, the ultimate shadow game and I lost.
And now, I was paying the price.
I was sure my soul would be devoured by Ammunt, but when I ended up on the top level of the Realm of Light, I knew something wasn't right. Why hadn't anyone ever said anything about this place? It was strange. The Pharaoh and his people spent a lot of time praying to the gods yet they failed to see that Horakhty had her own realm too?
Wasn't that a bit selfish of them?
I sat down not because I was tired but because I felt like it. The ground was covered in sand. Sand that blinded me because of the light, I felt tired, not psychically tired, just emotionally tired. I wanted out of this place so bad. Why did Horakhty have to put me in here? What was the point in this? She knew that my heart wouldn't pass judgment. Was that the reason she put me in here?
She said that I had to be unlocked from myself. That was the stupidest thing I had ever heard of in my life. Why would I need to unlock myself? How was that even possible? I was too far gone in the darkness there was no use saving me.
And I didn't want to be saved.
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Me: Gods I love this story! Writing in Atem and Bakura's POV's is so much fun! But it's a lot of work. The similarities and differences between these two are just amazing. Well, I hope y'all enjoyed until next time! Review lovelies! :D.
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