Necropolis demon
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Necro: Guys, Dark Hikari Twilight told me in a review that chapters of this fic have been reposted but those chapters haven't really been altered or anything. I'm sorry about that, you see I gave my friend a diskette of I think 3 completed chapters for this fic that I frantically typed a week before my vacation trip and asked him to post those chapters for me because I was going on vacation and there's no internet cafes at my vacation place (mountains, sort of like a boot camp). Now that I'm back on the keyboard I apologize to you all /bows and hits my friend/ my stupid friend thought he could make me happy by getting me a lot of reviews, I never should have given him my username and password and asked him to do me this favor (we both share an email address) My friend (who shall go unnamed) apologizes as well. He thought he could make me happy by making me think that my amateur fic got a lot of reviews…he wanted me to be "proud of myself" or something. I'm really sorry about this everyone especially to Dark Hikari Twilight and thank you for pointing this out.
Thanks to those who answered my question: JadedKatrina and Higuchimon, really, I'm really thankful that you guys explained stuff to me. I didn't know things worked that way.
Destined DuelChapter 6 Tunnels of Blood
Atemu ran through the mazes of hallways, passing the priests and guards in the building until he finally arrived at the palace garden; he always went there whenever he was confused, stressed or lonely, it was after all his 'sanctuary'. He laid himself flat on his back on the grass and looked up at the sky, admiring the beautiful shinning stars and gazing at the full moon, which reminded him of Ryou.
"Ryou…" he said to himself absent-mindedly, "You've been such a delight, you're always smiling and happy…I never thought that you would be…"
"Be what?" a voice interrupted. Atemu quickly sat up and turned his attention to the man' s voice. "Mahado! What are you doing here?" Atemu yelped in surprise.
"I saw you running through the hallways pharaoh…so" Mahado sat on a heap of grass beside his King, "What's on your mind?" he asked like a friend would, offering to help the tri color haired pharaoh.
The King explained to his most trusted priest about Ryou's situation, everything; Ryou's millennium ring, his other half, the incident in the market place, the stolen kiss…everything!
Underneath a ruddy old tavern in the deep bowels of the city, the king of the underground world of shadows and darkness was interrogating a young follower of his.
"So…his name is Ryou?" Bakura spoke, his voice low and rich. That night, Bakura had taken his thief's cloak off and had changed into his usual red robe.
"Y-yes." Nam replied timidly, looking up to the thief king who was standing in front of him as he kneeled before the most feared outlaw in all of Egypt.
"And he is…Seth's brother?"
"Younger brother my king." The tanned boy corrected.
"I see…I guess he's more important to that priest than I thought." The thief smirked, "Boy, you may leave." The king ordered, the boy obliged and left the underground lair of his said king and went back up the surface.
Bakura couldn't help but wonder to himself about the mysterious voice he had heard in his head, the voice that led him to the young pale teen and just in the nick of time too. If he hadn't arrived there just in time, who knows what could have happened to the poor guy? Now that Bakura was positive that the teen was important to his enemy he could now use the boy to his advantage.
But that didn't seem right, he just couldn't bring himself to use the foreigner for some dark deed of his. Reluctantly, he dropped the idea of kidnapping Ryou.
'I'm going soft' he thought, perhaps it was true and perhaps it was not. It's just that he could feel some sort of invisible bond between him and the serene boy that he just couldn't explain.
The sight of the boy had made his hair stand on end, it made his heart skip a beat, what, with those feminine eyelashes and that smooth as silk skin, Ryou himself seemed like a god well…more like goddess…in fact he looks prettier than a goddess.
Deciding to clear his mind, the thief king opened the secret passageway in his room that was hidden behind a hanging piece of tapestry and decided to take a short walk; the passageway was lit by a few torches which made it hard to see, the paths led to an underground palace where there were all sorts of other secret passageways, Bakura of course knew of all these secrets, every secret door led to a specific area of the city. There were shortcuts to the outskirts of the city where camels were always prepared, ready for escape, there were shortcuts that led to dark alleys…there were even shortcuts that led directly into the royal palace, but only Bakura alone knew which paths to take.
The last person who took the risk to use the secret underground tunnels was said to have died in the dark, his corpse never to be found again, because of this incident and multiple incidents before that, the thief king decided to shut off the escape route for everyone. After all, using such a route was like digging your own grave, Bakura often referred to it as the 'Tunnels of Blood' since whichever path he took, he would always see some taint of dried blood on the walls or on the floor.
Some passageways in the tunnel were pitch black, not a single glow at all, which was why Bakura decided to bring a torch. Walking through the semi-dark passageways carrying a torch for extra light, Bakura decided to have some little fun but of course to him fun meant stealing. It had to be a challenge, it had to be something new not just any golden necklace or some thick bangles…he wanted something different…something unique. Not being able to think of something extra eccentric to steal, he decided to do the next most fun thing other than stealing…infiltrating the pharaoh's palace.
Sure he could get in there easily and could have killed the pharaoh numerous times but unfortunately for him the pharaoh was always in safe hands, the entrance to the inside of the palace was actually a loose floor tile that was barely large enough for a human to pass through. He never really used that pathway since he figured that he'd easily get caught, the loose floor tile was in a hallway that was always busy during the day and it was hard to get through that passageway at night because the space was too small for torches…now that there would be a real challenge.
"To the pharaoh's palace it is then." He said to himself smirking upon deciding to do something that would really give him an adrenaline rush then his thoughts reverted back to Ryou. If the boy was indeed the high priest's younger brother then he was bound to live in the palace right?
'But why have I never heard of him or seen him before?' he pondered to himself; information about the pharaoh's brunette high priest was always kept quite confidential. Not a word on the guy's family at all.
The great thief passed through all sorts of passages to reach the exact one that led to the palace hallways, a torch in hand and a dagger in the other, he pocketed the dagger and left the torch in the tunnel so he could fit through the dark and tight passage that led upwards and get the torch later when he returned.
Carefully moving the loose stone tile, he looked around with his eyes and listened to any sudden signs of movement other than his own. Finally deciding that the coast was clear, he got up and settled the tile back into its proper place. He heard a couple of guards coming and immediately hid himself in a dark corner, getting ready to draw out his dagger.
"The pharaoh's guest is really something huh?" a guard with a gruff voice said.
"Yes, I have to admit he really is something…I was one of the guards who accompanied high priest Seth to take that pale boy to a room and I got a close look at him." The second guard said, his voice not as gruff as the first one, "the guy had really pale skin! You'd think he was a ghost and that hair…as white as the moon, I could've sworn the kid was a gift from the gods or something." He added as an after thought.
"So where is he?" the first guard asked.
"He's in that room at the end of the hallway to the left, I have to say that the pharaoh seems to have a liking for this kid…he gave the boy one of the palace's best rooms!" the second guard replied, Bakura was of course listening intently and had figured out that the boy was Ryou, well…listening to chit-chatting guards was pretty informative wasn't it?
As soon as the two guards were out of sight, the thief king emerged from the shadows and headed to the direction of the teen's room.
'End of the hallway to the left huh?' he said mentally, sneaking through the hallways and hiding in different empty rooms to avoid the passing guards, he finally reached the boy's room but unfortunately for him there was a guard standing directly in front of the door who could easily shout out for help.
He decided to give up with the idea of entering the front door and instead turned back, he couldn't risk getting caught by fifty guards in that part of the palace alone and for what? His game?
"Stupid guard." He muttered angrily to himself, guess his game was over. Just when he was about to turn back he heard Ryou's door open and so he hid himself in a corner again.
It was Ryou! The boy exited the room and spoke to the guard saying that he wanted to have a little stroll along the corridors, the guard offered to accompany him but the boy politely declined. And so Ryou set off to clear his mind. Bakura was having an internal debate with himself, here was the boy he had met in the market place all alone, now was his chance to…wait a minute…his chance to what? He never really had a reason for seeing the boy now did he?
Finally deciding to trail after Ryou and spy on the mysterious boy, the expert thief followed his target through various hallways; trying hard not to forget which hallway the loose tile was in. If he were to get spotted by the boy he'd have to immediately rush back to the secret entrance and race back to the tunnel.
As the white blond was taking a stroll down the corridors, Bakura couldn't help but notice that the teen had a somewhat worried expression on his face, as if he had no tomorrow. Cautiously, Bakura edged closer but still kept himself in the dark when he suddenly heard Ryou bumping into someone and landing on the floor.
The pale teen looked up and apologized to the person he had carelessly bumped into, "Sorry about that I wasn't-"
"Are you all right?" asked the taller man who held out a hand.
"Y-yes…" the teen grabbed the offered hand and looked up to be met by a man whose hair was hidden under a headdress, "Aren't you M-Mahado?"
"Yes and you must be Ryou, I've heard so much about you from the pharaoh for you see he speaks very highly of you." Mahado said, " What are you doing walking all by yourself without an escort?"
"I just…needed to clear my head and besides it's not that late in the night to take a stroll now is it?" Ryou politely replied with a sad smile.
"I suppose not…you seem troubled, is there anything I could do to help?" the priest offered.
Ryou gave the priest a sugary sweet smile before declining, "No but thank you Mahado…I don't think you'd understand."
"Well…just know this; The pharaoh, Seth and I will always be glad to help you and will never look at you any different no matter what world you belong to, now then I must be going." Mahado smiled courteously at the pale teen and left leaving the teen to ponder at the priest's words.
"Will never look at you any different no matter what world you belong to…" The boy repeated to himself, that statement had left him slightly confused. Mahado's words and the way he said it…it seemed like he knew the boy's problem, like he knew about his connection with Bakura.
"Weird…" he muttered to himself, at least the priest's words had somewhat given him some comfort in a strange…way that is, and so his smile came back.
Just as Ryou was about to head back to his room, a purring sound caught his attention, "It's you!" Ryou said excitedly, Bakura almost thought that the boy had spotted him but instead of running he figured he should stay for a while to make sure.
"Come here you, you can't hide that white furry head of yours, c'mon" Ryou got to his knees and beckoned the white kitten towards him, ever since Ryou and Seth had returned to the palace Ryou hasn't seen the kitten, who knows where she went.
'Darn…he sees me? Wait a minute…WHITE FURRY HEAD? Is my head sticking out of the shadows?' Bakura asked himself mentally. The thief king made a run and wouldn't you know it…he comes to a stop when he notices a white kitten by his feet.
He turned his head to the crouching Ryou then back to the young kitten, 'so it was your white furry head sticking out not mine' he finally understood. Glancing back to the pale teen he made a mad dash back through the corridors, frantically searching for the loose floor tile.
"Wait!" Ryou chased after the professional thief, trying his best to catch up but all was in vain, by the time the teen had turned at a corner the tanned thief was poof…long gone. The pale teen checked the corridor but found nothing, where could the guy have disappeared? Walking around the hall for one last time, he tripped on a crack on the floor.
Ryou picked himself up; dusting off his clothes then took a closer look at the crack, when he realized that he had stumbled on a lumpy tile not a crack, he crouched down and noticed that it was pretty loose. Lifting up the stone tile, Ryou could feel a soft cool breeze blowing his face.
"What's this?" the white blond pondered to himself, 'could he have gone through here?" he wondered. It seems that Bakura wasn't able to properly close the secret entrance because he was in a hurry to get away from the pale teen.
Hesitantly, Ryou carefully slid down the secret passage, properly putting the loose tile back in place and leaving his pet kitten behind again. "Sorry, I promise I won't be long, I just need to talk to him for a minute, I'll be back" he told the white kitten, suddenly Ryou lost his footing and slipped, falling into the well-like passage only smaller but deeper.
He screamed as he fell through the dark abyss, it seemed like he was dropping forever. His shout echoed throughout the tunnel and could've reached the palace if he hadn't placed the tile back in its slot. Deeper and deeper, it seemed to take forever for him to finally hit the ground and feel the pain from the fall. The teen tried to reach out for any thing, just anything in the dark when he felt a rope brushing his left forearm; quickly he grabbed it and hung onto it.
Now slower than the first descent, Ryou ventured deeper into the abyss with no light to guide him downwards, he had thought of going back up but was too scared to do so, besides he really wanted to see the thief even if it was just a glimpse; it was hard to get down there especially in the dark because his only guide was a sturdy rope, he couldn't even see any cracks that he could use to support his feet.
'Bakura must've jumped right away too like I did and grabbed the rope to stop the fall' the teen thought, realizing that there were no signs of any movements below him. He thought the thief had probably reached the bottom and had escaped faster than he could descend.
When Ryou was in a part of the abyss that was wider and roomier, he felt the presence of another person directly in front of him. Quietly, he reached out and tried to touch the person.
"Ow! My eye!" the voice of a man snarled. He knew that obnoxious voice…"Bakura?" the pale teen wondered aloud.
"You?" came the thief's reply, "you followed me?" he asked in slight awe.
"So it is you!" the teen confirmed, adjusting to a more comfortable pose and steadying his position by using the tight space for support.
"How did you manage to catch up with me so quickly?" the thief asked, also adjusting to a more suitable position for his descent.
"I err…fell, but kind of stopped half way I think when I happened to grab hold of a rope." The shy foreigner replied, embarrassed of his clumsiness.
"Hmp! That was you screaming? No wonder the rope was kind of wobbly when I was descending earlier." Bakura gruffly replied, "Why don't you go back to the palace, I'll bet that idiot Seth is probably looking for you."
"Hey…please don't talk that way about Seth, he's a nice person." Ryou defended.
"Hmp!" huffed the thief King. He made a move to drop deeper but accidentally bucked his waist and brushed his groin against Ryou's. The pale teen gasped and glared at the thief though the bandit couldn't see him, blushing like mad while the thief smirked triumphantly.
Ryou chose to ignore the thief and instead focused on descending deeper, unfortunately for him, Bakura also moved to drop lower and they both went down deeper together. The thief was slightly lower than Ryou's position, which enabled him to move a bit more than Ryou could. Bakura had his left cheek against the pale boy's chest while Ryou's waist was set against the tomb robber's toned abs.
Stuck that way, the two tried to wriggle themselves free and failed, "Stop moving for once will you! I'm trying get us loose!" Bakura snapped at the younger boy.
"Fine then!" Ryou retorted, slightly angry, he used the thief's knee to support himself since he couldn't find a crack to settle his left foot on. The expert thief moved a bit and finally they were loose. "Are you done-Ahhh!" Ryou lost his grip and slipped, once again falling freely with nothing to catch him when he would reach the bottom.
"Ryou!" Bakura jumped as well, trying to catch up with the clumsy boy and perhaps save him.
Necro: Well what do you think? The whole 'Tunnels of blood' thing kind of popped into my head when I was looking at my bookshelf and caught sight of my Cirque Du Freak book 3: Tunnels of Blood. Please submit a review for this fic if you want it to continue or get updated more often. Once again I'll remind you all: I'm your friend and friends give other friends reviews.
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