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Chapter 10: Prisoner of My Room - Chihiro
Chihiro fell on her knees, landing on the brown wood floor. Her eyes were red and watery from crying.
"It's not fair," she whispered, "it's just not fair." She looked up and saw her reflection in a cracked and chipped full-body mirror. A floor cushion, bed, and floor lamp were the only other pieces of furniture. The walls were originally white, but they now had red stains here and there. Chihiro looked to her left and saw a door. That evil door. The door that imprisoned her in this small, lonely room every day.
Chihiro stood up, facing it. She clenched her hands and gritted her teeth. She ran over to the door, screaming at her peak, and slammed her right arm into it. It didn't budge. Her arms took turns slamming into the door, but with no progress. Eventually, the door began to reveal red streaks, and Chihiro looked at her arms. They were bleeding, so she switched to her fists.
"Fukayna," she yowled with anger, "you won't get away with this, you freaking parasite! Let me out, now!" Soon, her knuckles were in the same condition as her arms; beaten to their limit, and all in vain. She grabbed the knob as she fell back onto the floor. Tears raced down her cheeks, making the faint sound of a miniature splash against the wooden floor. Her hands turned the knob, and to her surprise, it turned all the way.
Chihiro opened her eyes and rubbed them dry. First, she pushed the door, and when it didn't open, she pulled. It opened. The hikari stood up and peeked out of the room. She saw a long hallway in front of her. Its floor was white carpet, and on each side there were long rows of doors. The blue-eyed girl couldn't see the end of the hallway.
Chihiro stepped out of the room cautiously, and as she did, it began to disappear, becoming just another part of the wall.
"Well," Chihiro quivered, "I suppose that there's no turning back now. Perhaps, just maybe, if I go to the end of this hallway…" She nodded to herself, and pressed on, unsure of where she was going, and what would happen if she reached her unknown destination.
As she walked, she looked at each of the doors. The ones on the left were trimmed with a dark forest green, some with neon magenta, and some had pure white. But the colors that disturbed her the most were the empty blacks and bloody reds on her right. A shiver ran down her spine.
"Damn," the female hikari said, "it feels as if I'm in the twilight zone or something." It was a failed attempt in making herself laugh. As she continued on, she had gotten a feeling to stop in front of a door on her left. It was trimmed with green. She gulped as she reached for the doorknob. She turned it, and then looked inside.
She saw herself and a few other children running around a dirt track in what looked like a school's physical education area.
"I remember this," she whispered to herself, "this was a day at school, back when I was eight." She smiled as she saw her smaller self panting with her other classmates. When she saw a girl that looked just like her and a boy with brown hair, her grin was gone, and she closed the door.
She was back in the mysterious hallway. She looked over at the door across the hall, on the right. It was trimmed with red. She slowly walked over to it, and her hand shook as she turned its knob. Now she was in a children's room with two beds. One had a little girl with black hair sleeping inside it, while the other was empty. To Chihiro's horror, a man with a knife was standing over the sleeping girl, holding a knife over her head.
When he was letting his hand give in to gravity, another girl with blue eyes burst through the door opposite from Chihiro's.
"No," the new girl screamed, "No! Yoko, wake up!" The girl in the bed peeked out of her half-closed eyes, but it was too late. The knife hit its target, piercing through the skin and stabbing the heart. The weapon's victim's eyes widened from surprise and shock, and she spat out blood from her mouth, and then flopped down onto the floor… dead. Chihiro slammed the door and returned to the hallway. She leaden her back onto the door. Her palms and forehead were sweating, and she could feel tears run down her cheeks. Soon she ran down the hall, leaving the terrifying memory behind.
Eventually, a thin, white, and silky curtain appeared before her. She reached out to touch it, and it felt like normal silk. Chihiro cocked her head and sighed. She walked through the curtain, and when she reached the other side, she gasped.
It was another hallway, but this one was completely made out of sun-baked stone, with lightened candles here and there, showing the way. When she looked behind her, the silk curtain was no longer white. Instead, it was as black as her hair.
"There's no way I'm going back there," she whispered, "so guess I'll have to keep going." When she looked at the walls more closely, she saw little pictures all bunched up together. Some of the pictures were birds or another animal, while others were people or another design.
"If I didn't know any better," Chihiro mumbled, "these markings kind of, sort of, look like, like… Egyptian hieroglyphics." Chihiro saw more wooden doors, but they were naturally brown instead of painted white. However, the colors were the same; greens, magentas, and whites on the left, and reds and blacks on the right. Chihiro shivered.
"What does this all mean?" she asked herself. She picked out a random door on the left. It was trimmed with the magenta. There was no knob, only a rope handle, so she pulled on the door from it.
When she peeked inside, she noticed that it was nighttime, and she saw a cliff, and sand. A lot of sand. When she looked along the edge of the cliff, she saw a giant rock casting a shadow from the full moon's glow. She looked deeper into the dark shadows and saw two people, a man and a woman, hiding within it. The woman was sitting on the man's lap and was lying back on his torso. The man had his arms wrapped around her hips. They were whispering to each other, but Chihiro was too far away to make out what they were saying. However, they were smiling, and eventually, they began kissing.
Chihiro closed the door, and when she returned to the hallway, she scratched her head.
"I seriously don't need to be seeing that stuff," she mumbled. But that woman… she looked almost exactly like me.
Chihiro walked over to a black-trimmed door on the right. She pulled on the rope-handle. When she peeked inside, she saw ten people inside a fairly large room with the same golden stone. Most were on her right, while two stood on the opposite side, facing the other eight with challenging eyes. She didn't know who the eight were, but to Chihiro's astonishment, she recognized the two challengers. It's the couple I saw behind the other door! It looked as if the couple were fighting the others with real monsters. The man was facing another guy with spiky hair.
"Obelisk," the representative of the eight shouted, "attack his diabound!" After its order, the monster attacked the other. When his monster was attacked, it looked as if the man was attacked as well, and he had a little stream of blood flow from his mouth as fell onto his back.
The woman ran over to her lover with terrified and angry eyes. When she reached him, she took a knee next to him and helped him sit up. He still looked a little dazed, but he stared at his opponent.
Chihiro closed the door, still wondering just who these two people were, and where she is.
Eventually, Chihiro reached the end of the hallway, and a door was there to greet her. Unlike its neighbors, this door lacked a colorful trim, and she had to push it open. When she opened the door, she didn't see anything but darkness, and when she stepped in, the door turned into a mist, and then disappeared. It left the defenseless hikari alone in the frightening darkness.
"No," she yowled. She ran in the door's direction in a vain attempt in relocating it. As she ran, not having a single clue in where she was, or where she was going, she heard a voice begin to laugh. Chihiro stopped in her tracks.
"Where are you," she shouted into the darkness, "show yourself!"
"It's futile, hikari," the voice chuckled, "you're in my soul room, so now you'll be playing by my rules."
Chihiro twisted around, and she saw a spotlight. It was revealing an Egyptian medallion with colorful stones inside it. The light began to widen, revealing the hidden room. W-what is this…? The young hikari was standing inside a room from an Egyptian tomb! The laughing began again, and it was coming from the shadows made by the olden candle lamps.
"Show yourself," Chihiro yowled, "you unforgivable coward!" A woman was stepping out of the darkness. Chihiro stared at her in disbelief. She was taller then her, much taller, and she had a tan from the Egyptian sun, unlike Chihiro's pasty white skin and small stature. However, her eyes were blue and her hair was long and black just like the hikari. The Egyptian wore what looked like golden slip-on shoes and golden bands around her ankles and wrists. She also had bracelets around her wrists. Her clothing was a blue short v-skirt and a light tan belly shirt without sleeves, and both had a golden trim. She also wore a yellow-trimmed purple long-sleeved over shirt that went all the way down to her knees. Her last piece of jewelry was a golden choker with an emerald stone dangling from it.
"Y-You're," Chihiro trembled, "you're… Fukayna?" The stranger grinned, showing off her beast-like fangs. Fukayna walked over to the medallion and put it around her neck. Chihiro had a ton of questions on the tip of tongue, but her fear kept her silent.
"This," Fukayna explained, holding up the medallion, "is the Millennium Medallion. It's just one of eight special items, and whoever has all of them will have power unimaginable." Chihiro still stood there, stunned. "However," her yami continued, "that's what Bakura is after. I want to get my revenge on the pharaoh."
"You're that woman," Chihiro mumbled half to herself, "and that man… was Bakura?!" Fukayna stared at her.
"So," the female yami growled with annoyance, "it sounds like you've been snooping through my memories." Chihiro cocked her head.
"Memories," the hikari asked, "is that what all of those doors are? What do the trims mean? And why did the hallways change after I walked through the curtain?" Fukayna laughed.
"You can't honestly be that clueless, are you," she smirked, "well, you can start thinking about it once I send you back into your own soul room." Chihiro's eyes grew wide from the memory of that retched room.
"No," she yowled as she ran away from the yami, "I won't go back there!" Fukayna growled and disappeared.
"I told you," she growled as she reappeared in front of the hikari, "you're in my soul room, playing by my rules." Fukayna grabbed Chihiro as a door appeared behind the yami. With her other hand, the female yami opened it, revealing the blood-stained walls and broken mirror.
"No," Chihiro roared, "No!" The hikari's eyes began to glow like an animal's, and her pupils became an almond shape. Her nails grew long like claws, and she grew long, intimating fangs. Fukayna grinned, and threw the poor hikari into the soul room. Chihiro crashed into the mirror, making it even more broken up.
"So," the female yami stated, "that's your hidden power. However, you won't be able to use it in here."
"Wait," Chihiro mumbled as Fukayna turned around, "w-why do you want to hurt Yami?" The female yami's eyes grew hot with anger and rage, as well as hurt.
"Why," she yowled, "Why do I want to hurt him?! Because that asshole hurt me! He sealed my soul in the Millennium Medallion for three thousand years, keeping me away from my lover! How would you feel if you couldn't see what you loved most for that long?!" The hikari and yami met each other's gazes.
"Forget it," Fukayna growled, "you wouldn't understand." With that, she walked out of the soul room and shut the door. Chihiro ran back up to the door and tried turning the knob. This time, it stopped halfway, preventing her to venture out again.
A/C: Chapter ten! Wow! Yeah, I was going to write Ryo's experience in the same chapter, but when Chihiro's was getting pretty long (and it still is), I decided to have a second chapter for little Ryo. I had gotten a comment on the other chapter that the hikaris aren't getting enough time, so this chapter and the next are dedicated to Chihiro and Ryo, since I kinda banished Yugi in the shadow realm… Anyway, thanks for the support everyone!