Title: Consequences
Words: 197
Characters: Thief King Bakura, High Priest Seth
Summary: The pharaoh murdered..someone would have to pay a price.
Warning: May be extremely confusing. Contains my failed attempt to be mean.
The unhealthy crack rang loudly.
I could barely hear it over myself.
But, I heard the voice clearly.
Laughing. Mocking. Relishing in my pain.
"Oh, did that hurt, little thief rat? Good. There's more where it came from."
Another crack.
My throat hurts. Am I screaming?
"Pathetic."
I was vaguely aware that I was not longer chained to the dungeon walls.
My prized red cloak. A bloody mess on the ground.
Like it's owner.
Every inch of me screamed in pain. I couldn't move. Not an inch.
Not move my hand. My finger. My arm.
I hardly had the strength to choke on my own blood.
"Worthless street rat, be thankful I'm here with you for your last few moments of life."
But he turned. I'm not dead. He turned.
His cold blue eyes no longer burned into me. Royal priest robes, drenched in blood. Hazelnut color hair no longer in view.
He left.
What..is this?
Why?
In the last few moments of the infamous Thief King's life, he wondered why there was a thundering pain in his chest..
Why…
I gave it my best, thank-you, yami-san, for the pairing idea!
And please review? It keeps me going and you can suggest a pairing and I'll see if I can write it?
Please and thank-you!