Alright all, I tried typing this up days ago, but apparently my computer did not want that happening, so I am trying it again, and hopefully someone is watching over me enough to make sure I get through it this time. Hitokiri will stab me if I don't hurry up and update this so she can start threatening me for the next one. Love You Hitokiri. This chapter will also be having my first ever lemon, so that is why the rating had to be moved up a bit. There will be forced clash shipping in this, so that means my first lemon will be a rape, and if you know what clash is, then you now know who the stranger from before is.

Warnings: Rape, abuse, blood and yaoi.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 8: Yami's Spirit Broken

Bakura was not in great shape himself after being attacked, so after he lost enough blood trying to keep his hounds alive, he passed out and fell next to them, who soon stopped moving because of their own injuries.

Meanwhile, a certain stranger and two blood red hellhounds walked into a rather decrepit building which seemed to be perhaps a once thriving castle, but had not been used in centuries, he walked down a number of hallways and down a few sets of stairs leading down into a dark dungeon, where he carried Yami and placed him in one of the empty cells and after setting him down on a very uncomfortable bed, he walked out, locked the door and headed back to his own chambers to contemplate how he was going to make his new prisoner's life miserable.

As the stranger was walking back to his chambers in the tallest tower of the castle, a person approached him, apparently a slave of his, for the tattered clothing and deathlike stench that radiated from him was enough to prove him anything otherwise.

The slave cringed in fear as the hellhounds began growling as someone was approaching their master.

"M... M... Master Marik, would you like anything now that you have returned?" He asked fearfully.

The stranger, now known as Marik, looked back out of the corner of his eye, and made a deep growling sound signifying he had best be left alone.

The slave saw the dark look and heard the dangerous growl and just bowed respectfully and hastily left the room, leaving Marik and his hounds to return to his room.

Marik walked up a set of stairs that led to the tallest tower where he came upon a massive black oak door that had a blood red dragon carved into its surface, to show that this was his room and no one had better enter without his say so. The mark of the dragon was his symbol. A long red serpent with two clawed arms and two huge wings that spread out behind it..

After looking at the carving a few more moments and a sadistic grin came upon his face, he opened the door and walked in, and lay down on his huge king-sized bed while his hounds made themselves comfortable in their corner where their beds were.

Many ideas began running through his head as he imagined everything possible that he could do to Yami, some that would be fun and enjoyable for himself and others that would be extremely painful for dear Yami. The grin on his face kept getting wider with each thought, and then he remembered the dragon mark on his door. Eyes flashed as an idea struck him, what better way to get revenge on Bakura than take his sex slave for himself and mark him as his own?

Marik just sat there contemplating all of this, while down in the dungeon, Yami was just beginning to stir from his attack.

---With Bakura---

Some unknown amount of hours passed as Bakura started groaning in pain and slowly pushed himself up with his arms to balance himself, and when he opened his dark colored eyes, the first thing he saw was a blood covered floor and nothing else to be seen. Where did his hounds go? Did they perish?

Bakura almost became frantic as he hastily got up and started looking around, only to turn around and hear a pair of very healthy growls and whimpers. Bakura looked down and saw that Tyris and Anubis were alright. He smiled as he bent back down and pulled both of them to him as they just licked the side of his face to show they were just fine.

After looking at each of his hounds, he remembered that now that they were ok, he had to find a way to find Marik so he could save Yami before something happened.

Bakura could not believe that after all these years, Marik had come back to find him.

Marik was a poor pathetic soul that Bakura had found ages ago just wandering the streets alone, and he would have died from starvation sooner or later, so when Bakura attacked him, he was doing him a favor, how was he to know that Marik would somehow survive and then come back after him with a blood thirsty vengeance?

Bakura was enraged once again, fearful for Yami's life and sanity, but enraged. Marik was known for his sadistic attitude towards everything, nothing for him was fun, unless it involved pain, screaming and blood. Not to mention that Marik was no stranger to taking ones innocence, he would do so in the most painful way possible and then break their spirit causing their insanity to drive them mad and kill themselves.

Bakura got up and walked outside with his hounds close behind, and looked toward the sky, he was not giving up on Yami yet, he wasn't, but he needed help, he knew that Marik took Yami to that castle he was always so fond of for some odd reason, but he could not charge the castle alone, that would be suicide.

He began thinking of a small charm that he always wore, that was given to him by a very powerful being long long ago. It was when he first became a vampire, he was forced to become one just as he had done to Yami, but he had a more than rough first few nights. He was an orphan and he was young so he had no way of defending himself against other creatures of the night. One night when he was sure he was going to die, someone saved him, he will never forget her, the way her magic blazed through the sky when she appeared and the way she saved him and how she left leaving him with this charm, to call her anytime she needed him, but only if it was very important.

Bakura removed the charm from around his neck and looked at it.

A small dragon shaped pendent made of ruby with onyx gem eyes, and diamond claws and teeth.

He recognized the dragon from his homeland, it was the Egyptian God known as Slifer the Sky Dragon, and she was the one that controlled this great beast. The reason she saved Bakura that night was because she said she sensed a feel of destiny about him, he never believed in destiny, but he never lost that pendent, he was sure that he would need it someday, and it looks like tonight is the night. To Bakura, there was nothing more important than saving Yami and destroying Marik.

---With Yami---

Yami opened his eyes slowly and groggily, he tried looking around but could only look so far before clutching his head due to his massive headache. He didn't recognize anything in here, last thing he remembered was being underneath Bakura in his mausoleum before they heard Bakura's hounds being torn apart and that ...that guy showed up!

The one that jumped on him and bit his neck and drained him just enough so that he will survive.

Yami was struck with a new wave of fear, that guy said he was going to use him to get back at Bakura.

He got off the bed and started looking around the very small empty cell he was locked in, he must have been brought here after he passed out, he walked over to the door and looked through the bars to see what else was in here, all he heard was silence, and it was completely dark down here, there was one torch lit up at the very end of the hallway, but that didn't make much difference on his side of the hall.

Yami heard a door creaking open and looked toward the noise and saw some small short little man in tattered clothing walking toward him with another bigger guy walking behind him. It was not the same guy that came and took him, he would never forget those eyes filled with malice and hatred that peered into his right before he was drained.

Yami backed up against the far wall to stay as far away from them both as he could manage.

The little man began speaking first.

"Finally awake are we?"

Yami said nothing, he just kept trying to stay away from them.

The little man took a set of keys off of his belt and found the key that opened Yami's door and after opening it, the big guy walked in first and started walking right at him, causing Yami to look up at him fearfully.

The little guy spoke again.

"Master Marik would like you to be taken to his chambers immediately."

Yami knew that had to be the guy that took him, and because he took his attention off of the big guy, he was grabbed by his arm and when he tried jerking it out of the iron-like grip, his other arm was grabbed, and he was pushed back onto the bed he woke up on and felt his wrists being tied together as he was trying to kick the guy off of him, but he was more than twice his size, and with his wrists tied, there was not much he could do.

Yami tried breaking the ropes around his wrists, but they were already biting painfully into his skin, so that wasn't working, and he looked at the guy again and saw he had something else in his hands, and didn't even have time to scream out before he felt a horse-bit being put in his mouth and tied in the back, causing Yami to bite down on the metal bar pressed between his upper and lower teeth, his fangs aching from being pressed against something.

Yami had his eyes closed trying to fight back from screaming in pain at the bit in his mouth, and he felt a blindfold being tied around his eyes so he couldn't see again. This made Yami panic even worse than before, now he would not be able to see where he is going, so even if he found a way to escape, he would have no idea where to go, meaning he would most likely be caught again, and that would be very bad.

Yami was thrashing around wildly, he did not like where this was going, he knew that this Marik was not mentally stable by any means, and now it seems like he was about to find out first-hand.

Yami felt himself being picked up and put on the big guys shoulder as he kept trying to thrash around to get away from them, but he started feeling light-headed as he remembered that he was drained by Marik not that long ago, and he still had not fed again yet, and it was starting to affect him.

He felt himself being carried up the steps out of the dungeon, across a long straight floor until they started ascending more steps, the whole time, Yami trying his best to see if he could possibly remember the path to get here, so he would have some idea where to run if he escaped, but he felt the guy carrying him stop and he heard the little guy knocking on a door.

There was a muffled answer as the door seemed thick and noise seemed to not travel through it so easily, but he heard the creak of the door opening and the guy holding him started moving again. As soon as they entered the room, Yami felt the dark presence of Marik and panicked again, he began thrashing more than he had before, he was actually afraid of what might happen. But with his wrists tied, being blindfolded and gagged, he could not do enough to get away.

Yami felt himself being carried across the room ad dropped unceremoniously unto the floor, he groaned in pain as his skin hit the cold stone floor, and rolled unto his stomach so he could try and catch the breathe that was knocked out of him.

It wasn't long after he was on his stomach that he felt a foot being pressed against his back, pinning him there, whosever foot it was, it did not have any kind of shoe on, but the nails on this foot were digging painfully into his back, and were pressing down harder as he kept moving.

Yami heard a dark sadistic laugh as he heard a voice telling the other two to leave them.

Yami stayed still until he felt the foot being removed from his back but only to be kicked viciously in his side causing him to roll a couple of feet across the floor, making him groan more.

He tried holding his side the best he could with bound wrists until he felt the hot breath of Marik on his face.

"We're going to be having some fun aren't we?" He said with a lustful voice that sent chills up Yami's spine.

Yami didn't even have time for an afterthought as he was drug across the floor by his bound wrists and lifted up and put on a bed, causing a fresh wave a fear to wash over him as he tried scrambling away from Marik as he felt him get on the bed too, and moving toward him.

Marik grabbed one of Yami's feet and dragged him underneath him as he straddled the younger vampire's waist, and held him still.

Yami felt his blindfold being removed and clenched his eyes shut against whatever light was in the room, and also he did not want to see Marik.

Marik stared at Yami as he kept trying to get the bit in his mouth off, and just grinned more, and Yami did not even see Marik pull out a small silver knife with an onyx dragon carved into the handle, like the one on his door, just a different color.

Yami opened his eyes in shock when he felt his wrists being held again and they were now being held above his head where Marik was taking an extra piece of rope to tie Yami's wrists to the post at the front of the bed so his hands would not be in the way.

Yami watched as he was getting deeper into this situation and there was not a hint that this was going to be stopped, he looked back at Marik fearfully as he felt his shirt being removed as Marik used the knife to cut straight down and threw the piece of cloth to the floor, and also felt Marik's hands begin wandering all over his chest, tracing small patterns at first, but still enough to cause Yami to cringe.

Yami clenched his eyes shut again as he felt a hand run up and around his neck feeling the smooth skin there, and was trying to calm down and keep himself composed until he heard a dark chuckle and then felt an unbearable strike of pain run through his right shoulder as Marik's blade was thrust into the skin and was being twisted slightly.

Yami threw his head back into the mattress as he screamed as loud as he could manage with the bit in his mouth and his body tensed in pain, he continued groaning as he felt the blade being lifted but not all the way out, just when the tip of the blade was about to be removed, he screamed again as he felt the tip being painfully drug across his chest and down to his left side, and now his voice was starting to get hoarse as he was already weakened as it was, and now he was losing more blood as this torture continued.

Yami felt his right arm go numb as most likely an important nerve was struck, and more blood running down his skin from his wounds.

Marik was grinning just as hatefully and sadistically as he could, he was enjoying this very much, even if Yami wasn't.

He wanted to get to the real fun, so after removing the blade from Yami's side where the tip of it still remained, he placed it on a nearby table.

Marik grinned more as he moved his hands to remove the bit from Yami's mouth, he wanted to hear his victim's screams of pain as he took his innocence, and wanted to revel in its sweet sound.

Yami was gasping as he felt the bit being removed and heard it when it hit the floor, and he tried relaxing his jaws as he kept breathing erratically as he felt himself losing more blood.

Yami didn't look at Marik, he knew what was coming and he was terrified.

But even though he knew, didn't stop him from gasping when he felt his pants being taken off, and he tried kicking Marik who just pinned his legs down until he left Yami bare as the moonlit night, and just stared lustfully at the wriggling form tied to the bed. He saw why Bakura was so attracted to him, he was indeed a very beautiful creature and about to be broken.

---(Rape, if you don't want to read it, move on)---

Marik, after looking over Yami one last time, moved back up to his face and kissed him with more than necessary force, causing Yami to moan in pain as he felt Marik's fangs biting into his bottom lip, which caused him to open his mouth letting Marik enter the warm cavern and completely dominate the moment.

Yami tried fighting back but was not doing a very good job at it, especially as Marik was kissing him, he felt a hand moving slowly down lower and lower, until he gasped loudly as he felt his member being gripped tightly and felt Marik's sharpened nails dig into the very tender flesh.

Marik grinned and moaned lustfully into Yami's mouth as he drug his nails across Yami's member causing him to yell out painfully into his mouth, but his pain filled cries continued being silenced by the kiss.

After Marik was more than prepared to make this extremely painful for Yami, he stopped kissing him and he watched Yami's face contort in pain and fear, as he knew what was coming.

Marik grinned as he removed his own clothing and let the warm air hit his own erection, as he continued staring at Yami, and without any further playing around, he dug his nails into Yami's inner thighs and spread them apart, and before Yami could cry out in surprise, Marik drove himself painfully into Yami, causing Yami to emit his loudest most pain filled cry yet.

Yami's body was now convulsing from shock as he felt Marik inside of him and only trying to go deeper, his body tensed and almost stopped moving, as Marik just grinned more and enjoyed the sound of Yami's pain and not being able to wait any longer to hear the sweet intoxicating sound of suffering, he began thrusting in and out of Yami, with no regret or guilt of what he was doing.

All the while, Yami felt his insides being ripped and torn as Marik had entered him without any kind of preparation, so as he continued screaming out in pain, and hearing his own voice being echoed through the room, he lost his voice and could only moan pitifully as he started crying from the unbearable pain.

Marik continued thrusting in and out until he felt himself release deep inside of Yami, and smirked victoriously at the amount of blood that Yami had lost and was now covering the bed. He pulled out of him and looked at Yami's broken and shattered form as he saw more tears rolling down his face, making him grin more.

---(End rape)---

Marik sat back up and got off the bed and walked around the side where he could see Yami, and grabbed the back of Yami's head, bent down and kissed him on the forehead, as watched as Yami was losing consciousness again, but before he did, he said this...

"Don't worry, this is only the beginning."

Yami passed out and closed his crimson eyes, as the deep dark sadistic laughing of Marik echoed throughout the castle.

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Alright, I am super nervous about this guys, this was my first ever lemon, so please let me know how I did.

Trust me, things get better, just give it some time, Yami will be ok, I am not killing off my favorite character.

Who is the person that is going to help Bakura save Yami?

Hope you guys enjoyed and hope you will return for the next chapter!