The tomb robber had finally managed to silence his mad laughter and was now one with the shadows as he ran trough the corridors of the huge school. The familiar feeling of a dagger in his hand and the adrenalin in his system was nearly overweighting his common sense and caution. But only nearly.
He paused at a corner when there was a sudden flash of light and used the shiny dagger's side to see the people that were behind the corner. A person cloaked from head to toe and the repetitive green flashed from his wand immediately told Bakura that this person was free prey to get.
He quickly slithered from behind his wall and kept to the flickering shadows of the spell light before suddenly calling upon the shadows around and stepping out from behind the statue he was. He pointed his hand towards the death eater and yelled out /"Curse of Darkness!"/
The deatheater turned around and tried to cast a spell on Bakura but just as the name of the spell was leaving his lips he collapsed on the floor screaming of horrible pain. While The thief let out a blood curling laugh his eyes nearly glowing in the darkness around.
The two teachers that had been dueling the man, looked at him with fear as he stepped over the shaking pile of clothes and towards them while still chuckling. "m-mister Bakura?" The transfiguration teacher asked, clearly frightened of the man before her now.
The thief nearly fell in to another fit of laughter just because of her tone and expression alone until he heard slight panting and silent running footsteps from where he had just come from. He had nearly thrown the dagger in his hand before he noticed the swirls the shadows made in the hallway. He smirked.
Bakura turned halfway away from the direction to make sure that the teachers wouldn't fry the next person who came from behind the corner, but there was nothing to worry about for the teachers hadn't even heard the person running towards them.
As Ryou finally came from behind the corner the two teachers lifted their wands but Bakura had already grabbed their wand hands and aimed them elsewhere. Ryou was running towards the three shapes at the end of the corridor when he noticed the pile of cloth that started to rise from the floor and aimed it's wand towards him.
Ryou had already leaped aside from the spell the man sent towards him and taken his own out before the pained scream from the man reached his ears. Ryou quickly got up from where he had rolled and came to the two teachers and his other personality.
"curse of darkness?" Bakura just smirked and laughed slightly /"The bastard deserved it"/. Ryou rolled his eyes and looked at the two shaken teachers before him, and gave an apolitical bow "I am truly sorry you have had to witness this".
Before the teachers managed to say anything the thief spoke /"There are more towards the ground level"/ he made a small pause before speaking again /"and someone's dead. I can taste it in the air"/. With this said the spirit laughed again and silently dashed towards the stairs and disappeared in to the surrounding shadows.
McGonagall managed to catch Ryou's sleeve before he could run after the tomb robber and asked shakily "Who was that?" Ryou just smiled reassuringly to the teacher and said "you could perhaps call him my darker twin but you shouldn't worry, he here only to help and won't be around afterwards".
With that said Ryou managed to twist his sleeve out of McGonagall's grasp and followed after his "twin".
The next time he saw the thief he was near the ground level, and immersed in a fight with a man that Ryou identified as Greyback. The most well known werewolf around. He quickly scanned the surroundings and noticed a few wizards trying to retreat from the fight and headed their way.
He once again put his hand to his deck and pulled out cards two this time. "Goblin Zombie, Sangan!" The shadows swirled around and the tall creature with a bony armor dashed towards the deatheaters quicker than the wizards noticed.
The smaller creature however stayed to float near Ryou in case it was needed close by. Ryou got to the wizards and launched a stupefy randomly in to the ranks of the deatheaters. "How bad is it down here?"
The auror besides him quickly glanced at him before launching his own spells in to the crowd. "Could be better, but we're driving them back for now!" Ryou dodged a spell that was sent his way and saw Sangan attack a deatheater on his right. The little critter deserved a treat after this was over.
The wizard glanced around the battle and quickly pinpointed the two monsters attacking the deatheaters around them. "What's with the creatures, are you a summoner or something?"
Ryou shook his head as he sent a conjured knife flying towards a unsuspecting deatheater. "No. I'm something even more uncommon than a normal mage". Suddenly a form with white hair and a red cloak fluttered itself to Ryou and the wizard from the midst of battle.
The wizard nearly cursed the person that appeared out of nowhere so quickly, but was stopped by both of the white haired men as they both held knives at his throat and spoke out "don't even think about it"/.
The wizard swallowed down air as he tried to come to terms how close he had just been to death as the two took their knives off his throat and the red clad man kneeled on the floor while the blue clad one kept attacking the deatheaters around them.
/"I need a breather Ryou, hold the knives while I strike some terror"/ Ryou nodded and took the belt with the knives from the spirit as he melted from everyone else's sight and began to collect enough shadows together to call upon the shadow realm.
Ryou could feel the drain this had on his energy as well and only hoped that things would go well enough for them. They hadn't done anything like this before, because calling on monsters straight from the shadow realm was always risky. And the monsters sometimes unpredictable if there were no enemies.
Ryou could see that this summoning was taking much out of the other as well and concentrated on keeping himself safe as well as he could while his energy was being drawn away by the summoning.
Too bad for both of them, The death eaters had noticed the shadows that were gathering around Ryou and focused on getting rid of him as quickly as possible.
The Shadows were almost enough now, soon he could pull on them without the danger of falling trough to the other side. Yes! It was enough.
Bakura thrust his hand trough the portal of shadows he had made and grabbed the most greedy one he could and pulled it up from the portal, while focusing on the monster he wanted to answer his call.
The shadow he had pulled out lashed out of his control and a few others escaped the realm as well circling each other and creating a form of tall thin woman that quickly formed out of the shadows and stepped down among the warring wizards.
Her indifferent eyes scanned the group around her and the spells that were shot at her were still devoured by the shadows that were coating the floor and the walls. She glanced back at her summoners and both pointed at the easily distinguished deatheaters that were still trying to spell the creature away.
She turned and gave the death eaters a cold glare as the doll in her hands rolled it's eyes towards the wizards that had been designated as it's pray.
Bakura couldn't help the smug smile on his lips as the deatheaters yelled and screamed as the monster attacked them. But suddenly he felt a horrible twisting and burning pain spread from his chest and he quickly turned to look at Ryou.
He couldn't breath he couldn't move, as the green light flashed around him and tugged him back in to Ryou's body but it didn't stop there. He was being tugged deeper in to the darkness of nothing. He was angry he was afraid, how dare they hurt his host. He couldn't leave like this, he had to get their souls for this, lock them deep in to the shadow realm for all eternity.
He felt a wave of un imaginable cold grab him and pull him back up from the deep darkness he had fallen in to, then the over bearing warmth of being burned and he screamed, he wasn't sure if he did or not, but it felt like he did. And everything stopped, he was floating.