Princess: My laptop isn't working right so I have to upload this secretly through another laptop… because my family has no idea of this… hobby. Let's keep it that way… I'd rather not have to deal with the lecture. Actually, I wouldn't have to deal with it, but Pie would have to…
Pie: Don't even think about it Princess Bitch. I'll make your life a living hell.
Princess: OK! I won't!
Pie: Good. Oh, and I would just like to warn all the readers that you might find that this chapter probably sucks. Just a warning.
Shadow the Cat: When is it my turn to talk? I want my two turns to talk!
Princess: You'll get them. Now on with the f*beep*ing fic.
Atem POV
5 Hours 38 Minutes
I sat there with Yugi in my arms, just waiting for Yugi to admit that the dream was about his father. I don't know everything about it, I just know that Mr. Moto and his younger brother (A/N another one of my OCs) were douches and hurt their kids somehow.
I knew Yugi better than he knew himself. When you live inside someone's mind for years, you get to know them pretty well. I just wish I knew what had been done to him.
Yugi's father moved away from Yugi when Gramps told him to leave and never come back. But he does come back, every Christmas, Easter, 4th of July, Thanksgiving, Yugi's birthday, and whenever he decided it was time to check up. Usually around the middle of June. Whenever he would come, Yugi would lock me away deep inside his head, and the next time I saw him, he was shaking. Wait, middle of June?
Wait…
That's now.
The front door to the Game Shop below us slammed shut, and a voice much like Yugi's called out,
"WHERE'S MY LITTLE YUUUUUU-GIIIIIIIII? I WANT MY LITTLE BOY!"
Yugi tensed, squeezed into me and tightened his grip around my midsection, the air flying right out of my lungs.
I heard a muted conversation through the floor; Mr. Moto and Gramps were talking. I heard Gramps sigh in defeat; he probably just lost a quiet, verbal battle. Footsteps whispered up the stairs, and three crisp knocks echoed on the Yugi's bedroom door.
Yugi didn't move.
"Yuge?" he pushed himself closer to me. As if that was possible. "You in there?" three more knocks; each one more impatient than the last. "Yugi, if you don't open this door," I could tell he was speaking through clenched teeth now, "I will open it for you." The handle rattled, and Yugi shot out of my protective arms, and went to the desk drawer, pulling out an iPod. He put the headphones into his ears and turned the volume up as loud as it would go. I made out the lyrics.
Forfeit the game
Before someone else takes you out of the frame
Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face,
You can't run the race,
The pace is too fast, you just won't last.
A different singer came into the song then.
You love the way
I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away,
If I give in
My life, my pride,
Is broken! (A/N Points of Authority by Linkin Park. So perfect for this story, don't you think? Haha, this song is depressing! :D)
"YUGI! DON'T MAKE ME TELL YOU TWICE!" Yugi shivered as if he could feel the pain he was about to feel. I know he was about to kick down the door, but he was probably going to try to open it again before he did that, so I launched myself at the door and unlocked it. I leaped out of the way as it slammed through where I was just standing.
"YUGI!" he screamed, the small boy jumping to attention and paused the song. I made my way over to them and stuck myself in front of Yugi protectively. Thank Ra that Mr. Moto couldn't see or hear me. This way I could flip him off and cuss him out without getting murdered.
"What Dada?" Yugi squeaked, "What do you want from me?"
Mr. Moto smiled.
It was the scariest thing I'd ever seen in my life and Afterlife.
"Can't I just get a normal hug from my beautiful son? Maybe we could have some Father/Son time alone?" Yugi looked at me, then looked to the floor.
"Dada… I'm eighteen now. You," he looked back up at me, as if for support, and I smiled. "You can't touch me without my consent."
Faster than I could react, Mr. Moto's tight fist slammed onto Yugi's face.
"Don't. Talk. To me. Like. That." He spat the last word out of his mouth. "I am your father. I can do," he moved closer to Yugi, and I adjusted where I was, "anything I want," I had to place my hand on Yugi's chest to slightly move him back so I could slide my arm in front of him, "to you." He sneered, pushing Yugi up against the wall, and pushed him down. Yugi wasn't strong enough to resist. "You know what to do." Yugi nodded, and his hands moved closer and closer to his-
My anger built inside of me as I saw what he meant. Rage filled my entire body and I could feel my eyes turn from a calm purple to a blood red.
"Don't even THINK ABOUT IT BUCKO!" I screamed at Mr. Moto, and he spun around fast. He could hear me.
"How did you get in here?" he asked, stammering. He could see me.
I punched him hard in the gut. He doubled over in pain. He could feel me.
Time for some revenge. And magic, but that's beside the point. I could feel the heat of a golden eye on my forehead.
"It's… game time." I told him in a voice I've been told is 'fit for a king'.
He let out a coughing laugh, recovering from the blow I had inflicted. "Why do I want to play a game with you?" Yugi quivered, shrinking into the spot where his bed meets the wall.
I chuckled. "Because I'm bored." We both laughed together evilly, something I never want to do again.
"Ok then, how do we play? What are the rules?"
"Have you ever heard of the card game War?" I asked him, already moving over to Yugi's drawer and opening the top compartment. And there they were. His Duel Monster's deck and his normal deck. I took out the normal one and started shuffling it in a needlessly dramatic fashion.
"I've heard of it," he eased himself onto Yugi's bed, "but I never learned the rules."
"Well, you split the deck in half and each player gets one half. Then we draw one at the same time and show it to each other. Whoever has the bigger card number, wins. We keep going until we run out of cards. Whoever has the more cards at the end, wins the whole game." I explained quickly. In this game, whoever wins, it's all decided by the Heart of the Cards. Let's see who she picks.
I dealt out the cards; 26 each. Then we battled. (A/N I'm playing War with myself right now to get these results)
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, but this is a Shadow Game." The place around my neck where my Millennium Puzzle used to sit sparkled as it reappeared. Mr. Moto just hummed to himself.
The game went on; my nine of Hearts against his eight of Diamonds, my Queen of Spades (A/N that goes out to the people who watched Season 0 of Yugioh!) vs. his Ace of Spades.
The last cards were shown about seven minutes after it had begun. My seven of Spades against his five of Hearts. I won that battle, but I wondered about the war. I tentatively picked up my discarded deck, and started counting all the cards. I was nervous; it looked like he won as many battles as I did. I continued counting until I got to my final number at the same time Mr. Moto did.
"I got 24 cards here," he said proudly. I smiled.
"28," I responded. "I win," I pointed to him, "you lose. PENALTY GAME!" I yelled, "Every time you close your eyes, you will feel every pain Yugi has ever felt and ice will flow through your veins instead of blood." His face lost its pink tint to it, and got more of a sickly off-white blue. He shivered and clutched at himself, as if to warm his own body. He closed his eyes, and he yelped in pain, flinching, his eyes flying open again.
"I- I" he stammered, still shivering from the cold that would never actually kill him, "I have to- to go-oo h-ho-ho-ome." He stood up and walked away, still bending over himself. I could still hear his footsteps going down the stairs, opening and closing the front door, and his car starting up. It sped away as fast as he got here.
I was off in my own world, think about what he had almost made Yugi do when Yugi whispered to me. His voice was quiet.
"Thank you," he murmured,
"You're welcome." I responded.
Nanu POV
5 Hours 23 Minutes
Ah, my children. Atem was taken from me because he became the Pharaoh, and Baset drowned while on a trip with her father and some friends to the Nile. My children were both taken from me before Ra had taken me.
I know you've all heard this a million times, but a parent is never meant to outlive their child.
Atemu died leading our people to glory, and Baset died leading a cat from the waters where it would've drowned.
I once thought that if all the lives my children had saved had not been saved, my babies would still be here somehow. All lives are precious, and things that happen, happen for a reason.
If Baset had not passed, who knows how different the world would have been. If Atemie had not died guarding the place he loved, as much as I hate to admit it, his heart would have filled with greed and he would have lost all compassion for Egypt.
But they both died nicely.
I met with Baset in the Afterlife and asked her about how she died.
"After my heart stopped racing, I entered a dream state and everything was calm. It was like the time when Atemie made you and Daddy talk with a bowl over your face the entire day because you asked him what he wanted for his birthday. I knew someone was calling me, but I didn't really think about it because I was thinking about life. Then I saw Ra lean down from the clouds and scoop me up with his claw. It was amazing. Ra is actually really funny!" she laughed then.
When I asked Atem, it was completely different.
"How was it like to die? You really want to know?" I nodded, "It sucked ass. I had to leave behind everything I had ever dreamed of back in Egypt, and when I went into the Millennium Puzzle, I was all alone. Then I met- I became happy again, and then I was ripped from everything that I loved."
I then knew not to talk to him about anything about his life on Earth.
It was too painful for him.
My children are polar opposites, even in death. But I love them both equally.
And by 'equally' I mean 'more than life and death itself'.
Yugi POV
5 Hours 19 Minutes
Thank you. That's all I said? What kind of cheesy Care Bears bullshit ending is that?
But sometimes Care Bears is the best way to go.
OK then…
Thank you.
~:~:~.+.~:~:~
Princess: I just want to write ten more words so I can breach 2,000 words in one chapter. Done.
Pie: Until next time,
Shadow the Cat: GOODBYE!
Pie: Next week on- DEATH DO US PART!
Princess: Something will happen!
Pie: And someone will talk to… SOMEONE ELSE!