Osoroshii- Frightening
I got a jump into this chapter from watching Boy Meets World. Gods, that was such a good show! Starry Night episode....not like anyone may care, but ANYWAY. Heh. I think I'll just start typing, let's watch the roller coaster go downhill! But, you all wanted Yami/Bakura? Not much, but hell they are close.
"If you want it to be a date, don't look up, if you do look up, I'll be looking back at you." -Ricky: Boy Meets World
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"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm supposed to panic now, ne?" Lenokei merely smirked as Marik's face twisted. The Mistress's servant chuckled, raising an arm again and directing it out to the yami. "My six fiends, combine your p-" the Egyptian stopped and backed up a bit, the six beings staring at him for a command but Lenokei lost his words in his eyes.
Marik's gaze diverted as well to a form before his feet, shock ensued.
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Up from above, the sun dragon kept near so the yami was safe in sight. Joey weakly clung to its back, noticing how Lenokei moved back and finally found the reason why. Drazzle had arrived on the scene, standing with its frill shaking with a protecting energy.
"Drazzle...."
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Lenokei sneered, regaining his posture slowly, adjusting his mind before commanding the six to attack without a second thought. But it was told to only hit Marik, not the lizard.
"Marik! Get outta da way!" Joey yelled down, clutching his hands to the dragon and crying out to it. "You gotta help him! You hafta! He's gonna get killed!"
The dragon made a deep sound, that Joey was somehow able to understand and interpreted it as "I can't". It made the blonde angry, and was about to yell again when a sliver of gold caught his vision and he looked back at the battle. The yami now was supporting his body with one leg, holding a bleeding arm and hardly holding his composure. The energy about him, the ancient spells and Egyptian eye had all died down, but something else to the area was different.... only one of the coyote forms was left. That, and Lenokei.
"Well....look who's stronger now...."
"You aren't very strong looking at all," Lenokei shot back, yelling for the remainder of his forces to attack, but it didn't look too promising to go out for it. "I said attack!"
Drazzle came into view again and the dark servant found himself in an awkward position, for attacking this time....there would be no safety for the frilled being. "You've won for now, Ishtar....but I'll be back, SWEAR by it!" And he was gone in a simple turn, the creature he had manipulated shifting back as a normal four-legged coyote, scampering off in confusion until called again.
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Yami seemed to go silent again, finding no good in trying to calm Bakura. What was the POINT anymore? He just couldn't get anything right with the other, and it was ALWAYS his fault for their arguments! There was just....no point.....
The former ruler started as he heard noises in the hallway, without thinking reaching over and slapping a hand over Bakura's mumbling mouth and holding the other close in hope he wouldn't struggle. But the tomb-robber was more than agitated by the method and did try pulling away until he too heard the sounds.
"-at oo we oo?" He was able to mumble against Yami's hand, starting to feel panic arise. Yami's eyes danced around the room, finally coming to a rest on the window. He (much to his own surprise) found a reluctant feeling to pull away from the other, and SWORE he heard a small whimper of the loss of contact, but pushed it from his mind. At the moment, both their lives were on the line. "They're getting closer.." Bakura hissed out in a whisper, eyes Yami as the other tried forcing the window open, he finally took a near lamp and first pushed Bakura away before allowing the lamp and glass to contact. And how good that worked, except for the fact that a few random bits of shards cut against his skin and he started to cry out in a sign of alarm, but bit his lip to stop the sound.
It was obvious the new rang of sounds set something off and the men hunting the two down were at the office door trying to break down the door. Yami turned from the window and stared at Bakura, to the window at the large drop, then back to the other. "Bakura, you're going to hate me for these words, but we're going to have to jump."
The other's features shifted to horror, as Yami expected, but they were running out of time. "Bakura listen, you're just going to have to trust me! I'm NOT going to allow you to get hurt, please, please, please, just listen to me! I will tell you when to jump, I will go out first, I assure you again, you will not be harmed!"
Bakura observed Yami and heard the door crash down, Yami didn't wait for an answer, but he clambered over the shards and pushed out the window, mentally begging for Bakura to listen. As he was able to turn in the air and see the silver-haired robber up through the window, he felt a sting of guilt, reaching into his pocket and yelling up loudly. "NOW BAKURA!!!"
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The yami left in the building kept hold to his dignity when he felt a cut across his collar in the process of jumping. He hated this. He hated every bit of this and he had no idea why he was trusting Yami. But at that moment, of feeling the searing, burning notion on his upper body, he was glad he took the plunge, even more glad when he saw Osiris. Yami had planned that, he had planned to jump ahead of Bakura and ready to card. He planned taking the longer of the fall, so Bakura wouldn't.
The red fiend swooped past the white blur, and came around him again so Bakura was safely. Bakura slouched forward, gripping his shoulder, eyes clenched and Yami immediately spun around in shock. "Holy shit! Bakura, w-what happened?!" The other paid no heed to answer and some whacked out corner of Yami's mind took over, embracing the bleeding and shaking other tightly in an inner fear for him. "Relax....relax....the arm will heal...it'll be f-" Yami's comfort speech halted and his eyes widened, pulling away from Bakura to look at the other in his "ashamed" state, not wanting Yami to see him like this. But that wasn't what caused Yami to ponder. His eyes narrowed and as they moved away from Kaiba Corp, he looked back at the building, the very room they escaped from with an angered glare.
Bakura looked up and noticed this and simply murmured a 'what' solemnly.
The former Pharaoh just looked back at him, not sure how to answer so he remained silent, causing Bakura to become more demanding.
"Tell me, Yami. What. Is. It."
"......They have your ring......"
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"Boss, just pick one and we can leave, a'right?" One of the black clothed men hissed out to the robed form, who gave a nod.
"Give me a card," he signaled to the silent one, who nodded and pulled out something, slipping it into the leader's palm. The sword he held twisted around and after a mental game of eeny-meenie-miny-mo, pointed the sword in the hold to signal at Isis. "You. You have a Millennium Item. The Tauk. I see it, easy as daylight, even in this forever lasting darkness. Your item," the man signaled to Shadi. "Yours will be spared. Grateful is what you should be....but back to you, woman." The figure held the card to his eyes the man had given him and laughed, a dark, hearty grown laugh as the card hovered from his hands above the hole, his voice awakening it. "Shadow Spell."
"Isis!" Malik cried as chains broke from the card and ensnared his sister, raising her from the hole and holding her bound body in range of the silver robed man.
"So easy. You make this so easy, woman. My mistress will be pleased by the work here today. We have the ring, and now..." his hand flicked up and snapped the Tauk from her neck easily. "And now we have this precious toy. Tootles!" He laughed out, slipping the item into his pocket to turn and lead the other men through the shadows till they departed the lower realm. With them gone, the activated Trap Hole and Shadow Spell card failed to hold and broke down, leaving a pile of people in place.
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"Finally.....my wishes are all coming true Rekanna!"
"I told you they would, Mistress."
The girl shifted from where she stood be her "throne" to look at the robed woman before her. The mistress raised a brow than gave a sigh.
"I know," she whispered back to Rekanna, shaking her head with a light chuckle as she returned to pacing. "I just never believed you would have been so right..."
***Flashback***
"Are you ok, young one...?"
In a room of the ancient Egyptian palace, one High Priestess stood crouched over a wounded slave, bandaging the pains and bruises.
"H-Hai.....I believe....." The young slave clutched her fists together, shouting out through the shade. "I hate him! I hate that Pharaoh! J-just because I'm a slave....doesn't mean he can treat me like a punching bag!"
"Shh.....relax, I promise you can get your revenge in the future if you just keep up with my lessons of darkness."
"What do you mean....? How can my shadow powers turn to be so strong, when they're so....weak...?"
Rekanna smirked lightly, helping the other sit up. "In this time, the Shadow Games will become sealed away and some chosen souls as well. The Pharaoh's is one of them. Believe me, Ayane, by the time you become awakened in the future....your Shadow powers will have increased so strong by that time, you will have no one that can bring you to a downfall. Not even the Pharaoh."
The slave perked up at those words and developed a dark smirk of her own.
"But."
Attention was drawn back.
"The Millennium Items can stop you, can stop your darkness. If five are held at different locations of the world, then all your practicing will be for nothing."
"The Millennium Items...?"
***End Flashback***
The mistress sneered, sensing the men she had sent to do her dirty work, returning. "But I have them now, or enough to keep the power short.... I have the ring, the Tauk, and...." her eyes grayed and looked to a corner of the room at a small cage, a form locked unconsciously within it. "....and the boy with the puzzle...."
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Joey leaned against the dragon and again begged it to land, this time it complied and stayed off to the side as the blonde stumbled towards the yami. "Marik...."
\\Master...? Are you alright....?\\
\Fine......I'm....fine......just used all of my energy....\
The Sun Dragon tilted its massive head as Joey collapsed to his shins besides Marik, a sight that would be great on film.
\\He really DOES care for you...\\
\I know...\ The yami felt himself smile, one thing that would have used to be so out of his character, but it didn't really matter anymore. Not here. Not in this earthly realm that was becoming more spooked than the Shadow Realm on its darkest days. He raised his eyes to the blonde, hearing the hard breathing and then feeling the other through his arms around the yami.
"Joey..."
"What the hell were you thinking, you could have been killed, I have no idea where you got that power, but I really wish you would have just let me help!"
"But you did."
"Wha...?" Joey raised a brow, pulling away from his short embrace he had to the other, the thought of the other not wanting it OR him sinking in his mind. But the space between the two didn't last as Marik leaned tiredly against the now surprised blonde's chest.
"You gave me all that power, even if you didn't know it."
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The new information caused a pit to form in Bakura's stomach as he stared at the empty placing where the ring would be. Yami wasn't lying, the ring was indeed gone and now it made sense why he had been cut near the neck. To cut the string of his Millennium Item. Again the yami was growing shaky, with everything getting hard to just stay with his old attitude.
It was long gone now. No matter what he did, it was gone down the pipes and he was just going down the drain, alone.
Yami was off in his own world currently, trying to contact Yugi with no success. 'What happened to you aibou....'
"Yami..." Bakura finally choked out, body wavering as he caught Yami's attention.
"Bakura...you ok....?"
The other fell forward, energy weakening as Yami caught the other before he slipped off the still airborne Osiris. "Bakura! What is it?! What's WRONG?!" The Pharaoh began moving into a panic, almost feeling the one he held lose consciousness.
"I can't......go on......anymore like......like this......"
And the other's mind did go out cold.
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BAH HAH! That ending DID have a really big point! Trust me.
Sorry on character OOCness, I cannot keep Marik in character, I could in the BEGINNING, but now....gods, how do you give the yami feelings and keep him all....evil? Lol. And Bakura is just plain OOC but it fits, really it does. Don't believe me? Ah....no fair. He's a mentally injured reincarnated yami. That simple XD
Umm....I was going to say something else.....kuso.....OH! Something about the mistress....but I can't remember.....meh....ja, for now. ::Too lazy to edit.::
I got a jump into this chapter from watching Boy Meets World. Gods, that was such a good show! Starry Night episode....not like anyone may care, but ANYWAY. Heh. I think I'll just start typing, let's watch the roller coaster go downhill! But, you all wanted Yami/Bakura? Not much, but hell they are close.
"If you want it to be a date, don't look up, if you do look up, I'll be looking back at you." -Ricky: Boy Meets World
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"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm supposed to panic now, ne?" Lenokei merely smirked as Marik's face twisted. The Mistress's servant chuckled, raising an arm again and directing it out to the yami. "My six fiends, combine your p-" the Egyptian stopped and backed up a bit, the six beings staring at him for a command but Lenokei lost his words in his eyes.
Marik's gaze diverted as well to a form before his feet, shock ensued.
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Up from above, the sun dragon kept near so the yami was safe in sight. Joey weakly clung to its back, noticing how Lenokei moved back and finally found the reason why. Drazzle had arrived on the scene, standing with its frill shaking with a protecting energy.
"Drazzle...."
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Lenokei sneered, regaining his posture slowly, adjusting his mind before commanding the six to attack without a second thought. But it was told to only hit Marik, not the lizard.
"Marik! Get outta da way!" Joey yelled down, clutching his hands to the dragon and crying out to it. "You gotta help him! You hafta! He's gonna get killed!"
The dragon made a deep sound, that Joey was somehow able to understand and interpreted it as "I can't". It made the blonde angry, and was about to yell again when a sliver of gold caught his vision and he looked back at the battle. The yami now was supporting his body with one leg, holding a bleeding arm and hardly holding his composure. The energy about him, the ancient spells and Egyptian eye had all died down, but something else to the area was different.... only one of the coyote forms was left. That, and Lenokei.
"Well....look who's stronger now...."
"You aren't very strong looking at all," Lenokei shot back, yelling for the remainder of his forces to attack, but it didn't look too promising to go out for it. "I said attack!"
Drazzle came into view again and the dark servant found himself in an awkward position, for attacking this time....there would be no safety for the frilled being. "You've won for now, Ishtar....but I'll be back, SWEAR by it!" And he was gone in a simple turn, the creature he had manipulated shifting back as a normal four-legged coyote, scampering off in confusion until called again.
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Yami seemed to go silent again, finding no good in trying to calm Bakura. What was the POINT anymore? He just couldn't get anything right with the other, and it was ALWAYS his fault for their arguments! There was just....no point.....
The former ruler started as he heard noises in the hallway, without thinking reaching over and slapping a hand over Bakura's mumbling mouth and holding the other close in hope he wouldn't struggle. But the tomb-robber was more than agitated by the method and did try pulling away until he too heard the sounds.
"-at oo we oo?" He was able to mumble against Yami's hand, starting to feel panic arise. Yami's eyes danced around the room, finally coming to a rest on the window. He (much to his own surprise) found a reluctant feeling to pull away from the other, and SWORE he heard a small whimper of the loss of contact, but pushed it from his mind. At the moment, both their lives were on the line. "They're getting closer.." Bakura hissed out in a whisper, eyes Yami as the other tried forcing the window open, he finally took a near lamp and first pushed Bakura away before allowing the lamp and glass to contact. And how good that worked, except for the fact that a few random bits of shards cut against his skin and he started to cry out in a sign of alarm, but bit his lip to stop the sound.
It was obvious the new rang of sounds set something off and the men hunting the two down were at the office door trying to break down the door. Yami turned from the window and stared at Bakura, to the window at the large drop, then back to the other. "Bakura, you're going to hate me for these words, but we're going to have to jump."
The other's features shifted to horror, as Yami expected, but they were running out of time. "Bakura listen, you're just going to have to trust me! I'm NOT going to allow you to get hurt, please, please, please, just listen to me! I will tell you when to jump, I will go out first, I assure you again, you will not be harmed!"
Bakura observed Yami and heard the door crash down, Yami didn't wait for an answer, but he clambered over the shards and pushed out the window, mentally begging for Bakura to listen. As he was able to turn in the air and see the silver-haired robber up through the window, he felt a sting of guilt, reaching into his pocket and yelling up loudly. "NOW BAKURA!!!"
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The yami left in the building kept hold to his dignity when he felt a cut across his collar in the process of jumping. He hated this. He hated every bit of this and he had no idea why he was trusting Yami. But at that moment, of feeling the searing, burning notion on his upper body, he was glad he took the plunge, even more glad when he saw Osiris. Yami had planned that, he had planned to jump ahead of Bakura and ready to card. He planned taking the longer of the fall, so Bakura wouldn't.
The red fiend swooped past the white blur, and came around him again so Bakura was safely. Bakura slouched forward, gripping his shoulder, eyes clenched and Yami immediately spun around in shock. "Holy shit! Bakura, w-what happened?!" The other paid no heed to answer and some whacked out corner of Yami's mind took over, embracing the bleeding and shaking other tightly in an inner fear for him. "Relax....relax....the arm will heal...it'll be f-" Yami's comfort speech halted and his eyes widened, pulling away from Bakura to look at the other in his "ashamed" state, not wanting Yami to see him like this. But that wasn't what caused Yami to ponder. His eyes narrowed and as they moved away from Kaiba Corp, he looked back at the building, the very room they escaped from with an angered glare.
Bakura looked up and noticed this and simply murmured a 'what' solemnly.
The former Pharaoh just looked back at him, not sure how to answer so he remained silent, causing Bakura to become more demanding.
"Tell me, Yami. What. Is. It."
"......They have your ring......"
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"Boss, just pick one and we can leave, a'right?" One of the black clothed men hissed out to the robed form, who gave a nod.
"Give me a card," he signaled to the silent one, who nodded and pulled out something, slipping it into the leader's palm. The sword he held twisted around and after a mental game of eeny-meenie-miny-mo, pointed the sword in the hold to signal at Isis. "You. You have a Millennium Item. The Tauk. I see it, easy as daylight, even in this forever lasting darkness. Your item," the man signaled to Shadi. "Yours will be spared. Grateful is what you should be....but back to you, woman." The figure held the card to his eyes the man had given him and laughed, a dark, hearty grown laugh as the card hovered from his hands above the hole, his voice awakening it. "Shadow Spell."
"Isis!" Malik cried as chains broke from the card and ensnared his sister, raising her from the hole and holding her bound body in range of the silver robed man.
"So easy. You make this so easy, woman. My mistress will be pleased by the work here today. We have the ring, and now..." his hand flicked up and snapped the Tauk from her neck easily. "And now we have this precious toy. Tootles!" He laughed out, slipping the item into his pocket to turn and lead the other men through the shadows till they departed the lower realm. With them gone, the activated Trap Hole and Shadow Spell card failed to hold and broke down, leaving a pile of people in place.
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"Finally.....my wishes are all coming true Rekanna!"
"I told you they would, Mistress."
The girl shifted from where she stood be her "throne" to look at the robed woman before her. The mistress raised a brow than gave a sigh.
"I know," she whispered back to Rekanna, shaking her head with a light chuckle as she returned to pacing. "I just never believed you would have been so right..."
***Flashback***
"Are you ok, young one...?"
In a room of the ancient Egyptian palace, one High Priestess stood crouched over a wounded slave, bandaging the pains and bruises.
"H-Hai.....I believe....." The young slave clutched her fists together, shouting out through the shade. "I hate him! I hate that Pharaoh! J-just because I'm a slave....doesn't mean he can treat me like a punching bag!"
"Shh.....relax, I promise you can get your revenge in the future if you just keep up with my lessons of darkness."
"What do you mean....? How can my shadow powers turn to be so strong, when they're so....weak...?"
Rekanna smirked lightly, helping the other sit up. "In this time, the Shadow Games will become sealed away and some chosen souls as well. The Pharaoh's is one of them. Believe me, Ayane, by the time you become awakened in the future....your Shadow powers will have increased so strong by that time, you will have no one that can bring you to a downfall. Not even the Pharaoh."
The slave perked up at those words and developed a dark smirk of her own.
"But."
Attention was drawn back.
"The Millennium Items can stop you, can stop your darkness. If five are held at different locations of the world, then all your practicing will be for nothing."
"The Millennium Items...?"
***End Flashback***
The mistress sneered, sensing the men she had sent to do her dirty work, returning. "But I have them now, or enough to keep the power short.... I have the ring, the Tauk, and...." her eyes grayed and looked to a corner of the room at a small cage, a form locked unconsciously within it. "....and the boy with the puzzle...."
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Joey leaned against the dragon and again begged it to land, this time it complied and stayed off to the side as the blonde stumbled towards the yami. "Marik...."
\\Master...? Are you alright....?\\
\Fine......I'm....fine......just used all of my energy....\
The Sun Dragon tilted its massive head as Joey collapsed to his shins besides Marik, a sight that would be great on film.
\\He really DOES care for you...\\
\I know...\ The yami felt himself smile, one thing that would have used to be so out of his character, but it didn't really matter anymore. Not here. Not in this earthly realm that was becoming more spooked than the Shadow Realm on its darkest days. He raised his eyes to the blonde, hearing the hard breathing and then feeling the other through his arms around the yami.
"Joey..."
"What the hell were you thinking, you could have been killed, I have no idea where you got that power, but I really wish you would have just let me help!"
"But you did."
"Wha...?" Joey raised a brow, pulling away from his short embrace he had to the other, the thought of the other not wanting it OR him sinking in his mind. But the space between the two didn't last as Marik leaned tiredly against the now surprised blonde's chest.
"You gave me all that power, even if you didn't know it."
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The new information caused a pit to form in Bakura's stomach as he stared at the empty placing where the ring would be. Yami wasn't lying, the ring was indeed gone and now it made sense why he had been cut near the neck. To cut the string of his Millennium Item. Again the yami was growing shaky, with everything getting hard to just stay with his old attitude.
It was long gone now. No matter what he did, it was gone down the pipes and he was just going down the drain, alone.
Yami was off in his own world currently, trying to contact Yugi with no success. 'What happened to you aibou....'
"Yami..." Bakura finally choked out, body wavering as he caught Yami's attention.
"Bakura...you ok....?"
The other fell forward, energy weakening as Yami caught the other before he slipped off the still airborne Osiris. "Bakura! What is it?! What's WRONG?!" The Pharaoh began moving into a panic, almost feeling the one he held lose consciousness.
"I can't......go on......anymore like......like this......"
And the other's mind did go out cold.
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BAH HAH! That ending DID have a really big point! Trust me.
Sorry on character OOCness, I cannot keep Marik in character, I could in the BEGINNING, but now....gods, how do you give the yami feelings and keep him all....evil? Lol. And Bakura is just plain OOC but it fits, really it does. Don't believe me? Ah....no fair. He's a mentally injured reincarnated yami. That simple XD
Umm....I was going to say something else.....kuso.....OH! Something about the mistress....but I can't remember.....meh....ja, for now. ::Too lazy to edit.::