Yuki: Hello again, miina!! I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
Yami and Oyashiro : -PISSED OFF-
Yuki: What's wrong?
Yami (dressed in drag): She won't give me my guitar
Oyashiro: And he won't give me my dress back
Yami: XP it's my dress now... bitch
Yuki: - -;; wutevr (takes pics of Yami in a dress) SCORE!!
/blah/ hikari - yami
\blah\ yami - hikari
WARNING: NO PRELUDE!! Violence, rape, death/murder/gore, demons, and CONFUSION!!
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Suddenly, shadows appeared and Karsai was thrown across the room. The shadows left and there stood an adult replica of Takaishi. He had pale skin, blood red eyes...
"Ouji-san!" Takai cried, getting off of the bed and running to his friend. The prince kneeled down and held the crying tot, rocking him gently and whispering to him sweet nothings of comfort.
Ouji-sama looked at the boy in front of him. Takai's lips were bruised and his shirt was now unbuttoned all the way down. He looked at the adult coming out of his daze, narrowing his red eyes with fury. Karsai stood up.
"Ouji-sama, why are you protecting the Nomed's Dlihc? Almost as though it is your own?" Karsai knew the penalty for questioning the Prince's law for harming human fledglings (kids).
"Because I want to." The monarch saw his one of his best fighters take position. The prince put on something like a motorcycle helmet. Takaishi was handed a blindfold and had earplugs placed in his ear.
"Well," Ouji-sama said, holding up a rather large machete (1), "let the games begin."
After a few moments, Karsai was screaming like crazy.
Chapter '08': Pain and Hope (Part 2)
August 20, 2012: 13.56 -24 hour time system-
Suddenly, the doors, which Karsai had taken Takaishi through, burst off of their hinges. A nostalgic aura filled the cave. Mai and Anzu started to tremble as the aura forced itself onto theirs, pressing on their minds with a predatoryvigor. Seto saw his lover in discomfort.
"Anzu?"
"Daijoubou, Seto." She looked over to the male brunette. "Ouji's magic is just really strong, that's all."
Karsai's body was thrown into the room, the other eight in black horrified as their leader's body was half way without skin or muscle. The eyes were gouged from his skull and the heart, ripped out of his chest.
Yugi's stomach started to convulse at the corpse, wanting to leave before the murderer killed him as well. A figure walked out of the room, Takaishi in his arms.
"Takaishi!" Yugi cried, pulling on the shackles, desperately trying to reach for his baby boy. The toddler had a blindfold around his eyes and earplugs, which was probably the reason he seemed so far unfazed by the earlier screaming.
Mai fell to her left knee, genuflecting to her prince, hands in front of her, like she was praying. The other eight hissed and bared their teeth, fiery fury building inside of them. The prince attempted to walk past them, but he was shoved back twice. The third time, one male, whose name was Ruman, pulled out a machete knife.
"Ouji, never again shall I obey you." A shiver trailed up and down Yugi-tachi spine, all except for Anzu and Mai, when Ouji-sama answered in a long missed baritone voice.
"Heh, well then, Ruman... you have condemned us all." Metal clashed with metal and Takaishi, still oblivious to all, was taken by a woman... Saita.
Saita ran with the four year old. Mai saw this and ran after her. Saita pulled out a dagger, while Mai conjured up a quil of arrows and a cross bow. Jounouchi stared in admiration as Mai threatened her kin.
"Cousin, either you hand me the child, or I will kill thee." The Old English baffled everyone, except Ouji and Ruman, but was quickly dismissed as everyone worried over the sake of the toddler in Saita's arms, who felt the coolness of the woman's arms.
Takaishi shivered when the girl took him. Her body was cold, like Ouji-san's, but it didn't give a sense of security to the air about him, it didn't conjure the warmth like his friend's arms did... He didn't want to be there.
"Cousin, thou speaks as though this human fledgling's death shall be a burden unto us." Saita threw a dagger and when her cousin shot an arrow to deflect the metal... another knife made its mark in Mai's chest.
"MAI!" Jounouchi's scream went unanswered as Mai fell, the knife planted in her left breast, through her still beating heart.
Ruman also fell, head now on the ground, useless... so useless. The monarch looked to his fallen friend and to Saita. Ouji's eyes narrowed with rage, this Saita saw.
Saita was amazed as her fate, long foretold made itself a reality. Ouji ran quickly, so before she could take two steps, his cleaver had claimed blood from cutting open Saita's abdomen. Organs were rapidly cut to morsels as the cleaver hacked its way through the muscle, bone, and flesh, that was once a woman, now merely a small mass of meat. The other black-clad people disappeared, all except two males...
The royal caught Takaishi before he fell, the little one now asleep. The adult gazed at the child, in which he saw his lost lost innocence within... so pure and clean.
"NO!!" Ouji was drawn out of his musings as the parent of the child, Yugi, cried out his concern for his son. Ouji held up his cleaver and threw it towards the prisoners...
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Done...
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Fine
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The cleaver arched its pathway and cut the shackles around Yugi-tachi's legs. It hit the other end of the cave wall, ricocheted, and sliced through the chains around the adults' wrists. All seven 'humans' fell down, groaning as their bodies met with stone.
Atemu tensed as Ouji walked over, kneeling beside the other monarch. Ouji held out the toddler, now unblindfolded, earplugs the only thing protecting his natural heart's innocence. Atemu took his son and felt him stir. Takaishi's beautiful blood rubies were unlidded as he awoke, before he clumsily removed the plugs from his ears.
The fledgling looked around, then looked at his birthfather.(2)
"Daddy? Where did the bad people go?" Atemu grinned as his son gazed up at him. They embraced.
"They left, little one, they left." Ouji stood and walked over to Mai, who lay just a few meters away. He removed his battle helmet, the visor now a web of cracked glass. Bakura and Ryou's eyes widened, Seto gaped, and the tri-colored haired adults gasped as Yami's face came from under the helmet. (Who expected that? Put that in your review.)
Yami smirked at his 'friend's' reaction, then turned his attention back to the blonde woman, who bled more slowly now that Anzu used some magic on her. Jounouchi knelt beside Mai, who he had always held feelings for, and felt even more adoration for her. She put her life on the line for a child she didn't even know.
The blonde gasped as the pale-skinned Pra'A (3) knelt beside him. Yugi-tachi surrounded the four adults in the middle, the tot's eyes covered by his father's hand. Yugi stared in awe as Yami gathered shadows in his hands and proceeded to help Anzu in the healing. Questions ran through his head.
Why is Yami here?
How is Yami still alive?
How on Earth could Yami kill those men?
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Why did it feel as though the battle was not over?
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1) By machete, I mean cleaver (just found that out)
2) Important in the sequel-ish chapters of this story
3) It's in the summary. It means 'Pharaoh'
Who expected Yami to Ouji-sama, honestly?
Yuki: Does anyone notice that the shadow's child (previous chapter) and Yugi's kid have the same name? Or that Yami is already acquainted with Yugi's kid?
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