DARK HIGHWAY
Chapter 10/jerk

"Alright, he said he'll catch the nearest flight." Odion said, flipping his phone. Marik had an idea of inviting Yugi to Egypt. He was Akane's friend, but mostly he just hated Bakura, so he didn't hesitate a single bit. The Pharaoh might have some knowledge of the whereabouts of this 'ritual machine' Bakura took Akane to. I don't get it… Why would he even need her there? To piss me off? Or to sacrifice her to the gods or something?!
Marik's mind was exploding from his colorful imagination.
The three were in a hotel, waiting for Yugi to arrive. There was not much more they could think of, but Marik took the large book from the library, so he could study it more. He was hoping to find something more in those scriptures…
He heard a knock on the door. Marik had booked a separate room from his siblings. Sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, studying the book, he didn't even look up to who was entering the room.
"Marik…" came Ishizu's voice, "You need to get some rest, brother."
"There's no time to rest now." he monotonically said, without taking his eyes off the book.
"We will have a big day tomorrow, Yugi should be here somewhere in the afternoon. You really should rest."
She sighed as Marik completely ignored her words and left, closing the door behind her.
Oh how I wish I still had the necklace…

There was no place to run. She could see his shadow approaching in the corridors. He was right. She can't escape from him in this place. He knows every. single. secret.
Don't show fear repeated in her head again. Fear feeds him. Remember Battle City. Fear only feeds him. Not a single emotion, Akane, not a single one!
She kept yelling at herself in her mind as she faced the entrance of the room she was in. The shadow of Yami was getting closer and closer, it was hard to keep a straight face.
Soon he himself was standing right in front of her, smirking. "And you thought you could run." he said, sounding a lot like a snake, a cobra, ready to attack.
Akane stayed quiet. It would be absurd to reason with him. He was too crazy to listen to anyone.
She soon felt a force getting a hold of her again. The millennium rod.
"Have you missed me?" he repeated the question he asked before, "I thought you'd love to have some company down here in this tomb…" He started walking around her, spinning the rod between his fingers, like magicians spin their wands in circuses. He looked like a madman. No, he was a madman.
She was standing still (not like she had a choice), keeping a straight face.
"Giving me the silent treatment, hm? We'll see how long you can keep this up until I break through you..."
His words sent shivers down her spine. Her imagination was going wild. In a bad way.
The force let go of her unexpectedly, and she almost fell as she lost balance, but Yami grabbed her by her collar, harshly pulling her close, and whispered: "Believe me, I will break through you."
Akane gulped.
Whatever happens, don't show fear. Don't show fear. DON'T SHOW FEAR.

Which coffee cup was this? The seventh one? Or sixth? Marik lost count. He forced himself to stay awake, to study the scriptures. Marik was going through them for who knows how many times, finding nothing helpful. He shook his head and put the book away, finally giving up. But the caffeine in his blood wouldn't let him sleep now, even if he was exhausted. He laid on the bed, without even closing his eyes. Marik stared at the ceiling, with another bunch of thoughts running through his head. Memories of Akane, of what they've been through together… There was no end to his worries while she was gone. With her he found peace. Akane was that one person who brought him happiness… Now that she isn't here…
I'll get you back…
Marik closed his eyes and sleep soon took over him, ignoring the caffeine.

*knock knock*
His eyes shot open. Light behind the windows… Morning already? But he had just fallen asleep…
*knick knock*
The noise repeated, so Marik got off the bed and heavily walked to the door. How long had he been asleep?
"Pharaoh…?" he greeted, a bit confused, seeing him behind the door of his room.
"Hello, Marik. Ishizu told me you were finally getting some rest, so we decided not to bother you for a few hours…" he explained.
"What?! What time is it?! How long was I sleeping?! Did you find anything out?!" Marik suddenly felt completely awake.
"Calm down, Marik… I need to see that book you found in the-"
The Pharaoh didn't even have to finish – Marik, with the speed of light, grabbed the large book and shoved it into his hands. "Th-thank you… Come, we should get to Odion and Ishizu."
"What time is it?.." he realized that he still didn't know.
"About 6 in the evening…"
Marik muttered a curse under his breath. Ishizu should have awakened me! Damnit, there's no time for sleeping now!

How long has it been? Minutes? Hours? Days? Weeks?
Time didn't exist to her anymore. Time was dead to her.
Akane was badly bruised. She had an open wound on her left arm, along with her clothes being ripped in a few places.
She was chained to the wall. It wasn't really much of a chain, just a rope, but it was strong enough to hold her in place. On top of that, she was silenced by a simple bolt of cloth tied on her mouth.
The bruises, they burned. Every burn reminded her of where exactly in this room she got it. Yami had been throwing her to the stone walls, on the ground; he played with the force of the rod however he wanted. She was nothing but a doll to him.
And that continued for a while. He came into the room every once in a while to torture her until she won't be able to take it anymore.
Akane was strong, but she was close to becoming insane. One part of her wanted to beg to be killed or sent to the Shadow Realm. But the other part, however, refused to do so. It's all he wants… I will not give him what he wants...
Another rush of shivers passed through her body as she heard footsteps coming closer. Not again, Ra, please no more… But she had to pull herself together as Yami came back into the room he left her in.
"You know, I actually killed Marik's father in this room. Wouldn't it be ironic if his girlfriend died here too?" his wicked voice filled the very same room. He walked up to her and jerked her up from the floor she was sitting on, holding her by her collar.
He took the millennium rod and started 'drawing' on her face with the sharp edge, until he pressed hard enough on one part to make blood flow down her cheek. He traced the blood drop with his eye, then licked it off.
I'm going to throw up...
Even if Akane tried to show a strong soul, her body was giving up. She was so tired, her legs couldn't even hold her own weight.
"Look at you… Still trying to survive, even if your body can't last much longer… It's pathetic." he said dropping her back on the floor. Akane wanted to wince from the pain that single action caused her, but forced herself to stay quiet. She leaned back to the wall to support most of her weight and kept looking to the floor. He wasn't back to torture her, he was only back for a bit to mock her. Yami left in a few seconds, laughing.
For the first time in so long, she let herself cry. She was exhausted, both physically and emotionally…
But the worst part is that Akane couldn't even rest.
She couldn't sleep.
The nightmares.

AN:I really, really have no idea how to write out these...tortures of some sort. Guess there's a first time for everything. I feel bad for my OC actually.

GET TO DA PROFILE. I actually drew something new. Wow. *sarcastic clap from somehwere* Okay…