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Chapter 14- Scattered Dreams and Fragments of Memory

'People believe that in dreams we see a future. The world is at our feet and we are free. But what of nightmares? Do they portray our future or fate? In the land of Darkness, do we wait for the light of love to come? Or bury ourselves beneath the blackened sand? When an angel cries, do we feel it or continue on with a life we were never supposed to lead. When it all comes down to it, is it our dreams or nightmares that decide what will be?'

Yugi sighed and stared out a window into the frosted world beyond. White hills and towering trees were the only thing in his view. A room of nothingness. A room of light and dark. Of nightmares and dreams. He didn't know where he was or why he was even there, but he felt something. A pull towards the outside world.

He couldn't escape the blackness. He couldn't escape the white. He was trapped in a room with only a window to show him the outer layers. Occasionally, people appeared before the window. He recognized them but couldn't remember their names. Nor the sound of their voice. Just a face. He closed his eyes and turned away from the window. He didn't want to see.

He was alone. Alone in his dreams. Or was it nightmares. Maybe even memories. He couldn't tell. He didn't know. He didn't want to know. It was all a dream or nightmare or whatever it was, he knew that. Whatever this was it wasn't real. 'Yami will find me. He'll come. I know he will. I'm not alone.' He stared at the window again. Yami appeared and held his arm out to the younger boy; pressing his palm against the glass of the window. Yugi's eyes lit up and he too pressed his hand to the glass. 'I'll never be alone. Not as long as Yami's here.' He smiled lightly. 'Never.'

Varon looked at the limp body with concern. Three days. The kid had slept for three days without once waking up. Varon carried him for most of the way. They'd almost reached the mountains. He wasn't exactly sure how much longer they could go on.

Without shelter, they wouldn't be lasting much longer. He had felt four things trailing them for a while now. One he recognized, three he didn't. The one he did know, was the one he was most worried about. Yami wasn't supposed to here. He was supposed to have gone home. He was jeopardizing everything. One of the three unknown had to be an angel; the aura was much too pure to be anything else. The others were something much darker; much more dangerous. They felt like vampires only… there was something he couldn't put his finger on.

Varon closed his eyes in what looked like weariness, although he was not tired. 'What ever they are, I pray we can outrun them until we reach the mountains. Preferably before nightfall.' He was nervous out here. No one came along this path, not unless they wished to die. 'Kid I hope you wake up soon. I may need your help getting towards our destined place.'

Yami continued to run. He was starting to get worried. He could sense others following them and they didn't seem to be the best of people. 'God I hope I reach them before the others do. Yugi…. Please don't get hurt…. I can't live without you..' he pleaded mentally.

He knew his soul wasn't welcome in heaven and neither were his prayers but damnit, he wanted to protect his one and only. 'I lost Heba; I will not lose Yugi too.' His feet moved quicker; making him seemingly disappear from one spot and reappear in another. He had to make it or there was no more hope for him. 'Wait for me. Please.'

Another man ran through the woods, he too was seeking the angel hidden by many and sought by the world. The last free one. The purest of them all. A child of Ra. The strongest. Whatever name you chose to call him he was still the same person. Wanted by many but most for different reasons. "What do you think, Kurai? Is he the one?" he called behind him to another person.

Kurai shrugged. "He must be, Murak. They say he's the only one to give off that aura." She pulled out a nail file and began to clean her nails. "What's so special about the kid anyway? It's not like he's a prince or anything. We can't get ransom for that one." she pointed out, though she didn't seem that interested.

Murak smirked. "We need the blood of an angel for the ritual. What better candidate then the son of Ra? In his blood flows the power of gods. Imagine; we will have the power of a god. We could rule it all." He said gleefully, a glint of megalomania in his eyes.

Kurai just shrugged and went back to her nails. "Whatever you say Murak. Personally, I don't see how it matters." She was uninterested in everything, including power. "Do what ever you want. But remember," she warned "the kid's mine after you've done your ritual. I've heard he's a fine catch, really good looking. And being an angel I bet his blood tastes good."

Murak flashed her a toothy grin "Of course love, whatever you want."

Bakura walked into his room, dodging a knife that was thrown his way. Looking around he spotted Ryou rummaging through one of his weapons chests; a bag lying next to his feet packed with clothes and assorted goods. "Ryou…. What in gods name are you doing?"

Ryou didn't pause from his rummaging, although he did answer. "I'm going to save Yugi." A simple reply. He pulled out a katana from the box and dropped it into the bag, once more returning to search through it.

Bakura dodged more random weapons that were thrown hazardously over the young vampires shoulder. "And why, pray tell, are you going to try that?" he asked again. Sometimes he wondered why he bothered making fledglings 'It's not like the fucking little bastards actually listen to me. Little fuckers just ignore their sire and do whatever they feel like.' He thought bitterly. 'That's it, I'm not making anymore.'

Ryou pulled a 30 mm glock out of the chest and dropped it in the bag as well. "Because he needs saving. No one else will do it, so I will." He stated firmly, still pulling random weapons out of the box. With the amount he had in the bag it looked like he'd be taking on an army. And, if he decided to think about it, he probably would. "I had a dream that told me to help him. So I will."

Bakura sighed. "Ryou, love, you don't even know where he is. How can you possibly save him?" he was trying to talk sense into the stubborn boy, although he had a feeling it wouldn't work.

Ryou shrugged. "I'll find him. The girl in my dreams will lead me to him," he answered again. He knew it sounded crazy but he needed to help Yugi and the girl in his dreams was the only one who knew how. She knew what would happen and she had shown it to him. 'I won't let him end up like that. I won't. Not while breath can still be drawn through my lungs.'

Bakura shook his head. "And you got the idea that Yugi was in trouble how?"

"The girl in my dreams showed me. I won't let him die."

Bakura resisted the urge to bang his head against the wall at the sheer stupidity of the statement. "So let me get this straight…. You're going on a mission to save an angel who already knows how to protect himself, because you had a dream about a girl who told you he was going to die?" his eyebrow started to twitch in annoyance. "Ryou whatever drugs you are currently on, give me some."

Ryou glared at his blatant mockery. "I am not crazy nor am I on drugs," he hissed. "You will listen to me and you will not question me. Yugi is in trouble. Grave danger. And I will not sit here, idly waiting for him to return, while he dies." He zipped up the bag with all the weapons and slung it over his shoulder. Pushing past Bakura, he made his way to the door. He paused at the door frame to look back at the other. "Good day to you," he said as he walked out.

Bakura stood in shock before shaking his head. "Is it just me or do I raise idiots? Because seriously I'm starting to see a pattern with Akira and Ryou," he said to no one. Sighing again, he followed after the younger boy. 'At least this way he won't get into too much trouble.'

Aidan lent back in his chair. There was no light around him, just the shadows in which his people thrived. "My dear Yugi, how do you like the gift I've given you? Soon you will remember nothing; no pain, no love and no happiness. We will rebuild your memories together." His smile was twisted and feral. "I can wait for eternity, young one. And I will."

A girl with beautiful brown hair and kind, but sad blue eyes stared at him from the corner. He couldn't see her; no one could. But she saw everything and it saddened her to see the suffering that went on in this castle. "Aidan…. why have you sunk so low? You are so different from the boy I grew up with. Where has my only brother gone?" she whispered sadly at him, knowing he would not hear her.

Kali drove her car down a narrow strip of road. She narrowly missed hitting a large pile of rubble in the middle of the road. The area she was in was dank and desolate; the dumps of the city. Some of you might wonder why she went here; well it was the only way she could save her friends. "Where does Danila live again?" she wondered aloud.

Looking around she spotted a dirty house with a pentagram painted on the front door. "Must be her." She mused, pulling up into the deserted driveway. Jumping out, she slammed the door shut; alerting Danila of her presence.

A female with bright purple hair and gold eyes opened the door and glared at her. "What cho' doin' ere?" she hissed, eyes darting around nervously as though looking for something.

Kali noticed her searching look and immediately knew what she was worried about. "It's cool, Dan. The police aren't here; no one's going to try to remove you from your spot," she reassured. Obviously, Danila had heard about her being questioned by the police.

Danila nodded and turned back to go inside. "C'mon then. We 'aven't got all day ya know. I assume you're ere for something," she said over her shoulder. Kali followed her into the house, taking note to step over the hose on her way in. The room they walked into was dark. The walls were dark purple and littered with strange markings in red paint. On the floor was a table covered with incense and candles. There was also a couch. Danila gestured to it. "Make yaself at ome."

Kali nodded and sat down. "Nice what you've done with the place," she commented, attempting to be pleasant. Danila shot her a look telling her to get on with it. Clearing her throat, she got down to business. "The thing is I need to find two people," she explained.

Danila simply glared at her. "Go to the coppers," she spat. Apparently, she considered this as a waste of time. "If dat's it then ya can leave." She motioned towards the door.

Kali shook her head. "It's not that easy. They vanished into thin air," she explained. "Yugi was locked in the house asleep and he just vanished. When Ryou came back everything was locked and the spare keys were still there. There was no sign that anyone had entered or left the apartment." She noticed the other girl starting to take some interest. "And then Ryou said he was going out but... well he was acting weird and then he vanished too. They found his car at the school auditorium. He was no where to be found. There was evidence that he'd entered the building but then nothing. No sign of a struggle, just a patch of blood and then nothing. They even dusted for footprints but there were only footprints leading in to a certain point."

Danila nodded her head. "It was a demon and a vampire," she said simply. Kali looked at her in confusion, but she took no notice and walked into her room. A few seconds later she came out holding a book. Sitting down in a chair, she opened the book. "It says ere' that demons can blend with shadows. So 'e must 'ave entered Ryou's house tha' way and left without a trace," she explained. Flipping to another page she continued her explaination. "And ya said there was a patch of blood right? Well tha' sounds like a vampire," she finished. "My on'y question is, why would either of them want ya two friends?"

Kali shrugged. "No idea. But can you find them?" she asked.

Danila nodded pulling out the required equipment. "Yeah, I think I can."

The angel ran through the under growth, wanting to catch up to the other angel he felt ahead. He'd escaped the clutches of a demon and was currently making his way to find the one who had betrayed their people.

An angel loving a demon? The race of creatures that enslaved theirs? That killed them off like cattle? How could one of their own brethren do that? Wasn't this Yugi, the last one of them who was free, supposed to fight for them? How…. How could he have done this? 'He is tainted.'

The angel continued to follow the others he knew were moving up ahead. "I will kill him, if only to return him to purity. The demon has tainted him and I must be the one to set him back to the light of good. And if to do this I must kill him, so be it," he vowed, increasing his speed to catch up to the other. 'Forgive me, Yugi. But I cannot let your soul be destroyed by this demon.'

Milana walked down the hall, not knowing where she was going. Strangely enough she didn't care that Matt was probably off somewhere obsessing over her in his sleep (although it did rather tick her off). Nor did she care that Aidan was off somewhere being an evil bastard and plotting to destroy more lives. No, none of these things really mattered to her anymore. She was more concerned with something she'd just learned.

(Flashback)

"Are you sure?" Milana hissed at the other person, her nails biting into the skin of their arm.

The person nodded. "Yes. You're mother is alive and has been near you recently. I can smell it," they told the enraged shadow girl.

Milana hissed; nails growing in length. This was too much. 'That bitch was near me. So close and I didn't even know. Damnit! I must find her! I must make her pay.' This was an old vow, one she had made many times.

(End of Flashback)

Milana growled and smashed her fist into the wall. Her mother…. The bitch that abandoned her; left her to fend for herself. "It would have been better if she'd died giving birth to me. At least then she would have been faultless. But no, she abandoned me. It's her fault I am where I am today. I will find her and I will give that bitch hell," she said to the empty corridors.

Straightening up she continued to walk onwards. Not noticing the blood dripping from her hand. Nor the sad eyes of a ghost watching her. 'You're mother loved you. Please, do not blame her for what has happened. She never meant for it to be this way.'

A sweaty Heba lay exhausted on a futon layed on the floor. Her black splayed around her in a fan. Amelia knelt beside the woman holding a baby in her hands. She was smiling at the other. "It's a girl. Just like you said it would be."

Heba smiled. "Yes. I knew she would be." She held out her arms in a gesture to pass over the sleeping bundle. "May I see her? One last time?" she asked, knowing full well the other girl would grant her request, and pass it over to her.

Amelia nodded and passed her the child. "Are you sure you must go through with the plan?" she pleaded. She didn't want to split the mother from her child. Especially just after the baby had been born. "Maybe I can convince Aidan not to kill her." She was trying to come up with a solution but so far nothing seemed right.

Heba shook her head. "No. He will not listen." She smiled down at her baby and kissed her on the head. "I do not want my child to grow up here. I do not want her exposed to him." She pulled an envelope with her letter inside it out from under the sheet. "Please, Amelia. Do this one thing for me. Protect my baby," she pleaded.

Amelia nodded and accepted the letter, followed shortly by the baby. Looking sorrowfully at the exhausted lady she asked one more question. "Where would you have me take her?"

Heba stared evenly back. "Far away. Where he will not find her. Take her to a loving home where they will care for her and watch over her. I want her to be loved," She requested, closing her eyes and resting her head back.

Amelia nodded and walked out from the room. 'Heba I pray for you and your child. I pray that you will both survive to see each other again.' She knew her words were not likely to be true but even she could pray. Looking down at the baby she sighed, "Please stay safe little one. You're mother could not live without you," she said.

Yugi jerked awake again. Once more he was in the room of nothing. 'Why am I here?' he wondered. 'Why… what purpose does this room have? It is nothing. Just a white mass and a window.' He looked out of the window again, trying to see if Yami was there again. He wasn't. Yugi didn't know why he'd left, but he felt disheartened. As though the other would not care for him anymore.

"He won't be back you know," a disembodied voice said, its words echoing around the room. Somehow the voice seemed familiar but from where, he could not recall.

"Who are you?" he yelled, hearing his own voice echoing throughout the room. "Why am I here? Let me go!" he yelled angrily. Yugi was sick of it. He was sick of being tricked and people trying to win him over. He was sick of waking up in places he didn't recognize. And he was really sick of this white room.

The voice tsked him and laughed. "Now, now. No need to get angry. How will that get you out?" it mocked him. He didn't rise to the bait but gritted his teeth. "You are here because you need to forget."

Yugi looked confused. "Forget what? I don't want to forget things!" he yelled again.

Somehow he knew the voice was smiling. "You need to forget everything," it told him simply. "You have so many things holding you down; holding you back. Attachments to people, painful memories, flashes of your previous life among other things. And so, I will make you forget." It was talking as though speaking to a child. "When you forget, we can be together forever."

Yugi glared. "No we can't! I will be with Yami! I will have gotten out of here! I will never see or hear from you again!" he screamed in frustration. Too many people had tried to dictate his life and he was losing patience for it.

The voice's tone dropped. "You won't remember him, pet. You won't remember anyone. Slowly, the more time you spend in here, you're memories will erase. People will disappear and any memory attached to them will go too." It was sadistically content. "Yami will go last. Then you will have nothing. I will make new memories with you. And we can be together, forever."

Yugi sank to his knees crying. "Please…. please don't take them away…. my memories are all I have left…." He whispered, knowing that the voice would not listen to him anyway.

The voice chuckled, "Don't worry my love. Soon this pain you feel will be gone. I will make you happy and that is all you will care about." Yugi felt ghost like arms around him. "I've said it before and I will say it again. You are mine and when this is all over with you will see that."

TBC

Me: ok peoples. 10 REVIEWS OR ELSE I'M NOT BOTHERING! Anyway, now that that is said, I pray you do it. Oh and I have a beta, my good friend Itachi. Why he reads this is beyond me (he says its sick and wrong) but has agreed to look over my work as I usually do it at 11 at night. Now however I must say; goodbye my adoring fans! Until next time Ja ne!