Hello, I'm back :D. This is earlier than I expected, but ah well; I got my internet and my laptop and everything else setup faster than expected in my new house. :P. As promised, a longer part. (I usually make them 2,000+ words each, but this one is 3000+).

Enjoy

Hours had passed and Yugi had managed to regain what little strength he had. His clothes were immensely drenched by the thick liquid of blood, all he could smell was the putrid smell of dried blood which engulfed him. His eyes had been enlarged and filled with fear which was mixed along with terror. Yugi couldn't believe what had happened. Blackmailed by Tea. He had to go along with her wishes, he just had to. Although it would pain and kill Yugi to leave and not even say 'Good Bye' to Yami, his friends or even his Grandpa, it was for the best; even though he knew that it won't be last time he sees them, the panic-struck boy had climbed onto his feet and gripped onto the wall next to him.

'Why?' Was the thought which stormed his head and bashed around along the walls of his limitless mind. 'I knew Tea hated me, but her jealously has gone far enough; now she's gone too far... And-And... And my Grandpa... Why?', 'Was she always this psychotic?' There were countless questions going through Yugi's mind as he struggled for survival, his Grandpa's life on the line all because of some sick and twisted female whose mind is clouded with jealousy and rage...

Yugi staggered through the endless, hellish alleyway noticing that the sun was slowly going down. The awful scent still lingering in the dusky air. Even though he wasn't allowed to communicate with anyone, right now he didn't want to. The blood-soaked boy was relieve that no-one had found him, especially Yami; because if he did, then him and his Grandpa will be dead - That's the least thing he wanted next to losing Yami. But what was losing your lover compared to losing someone who tried to understand what you had felt like for years; someone who wanted the best for you.

To Yugi, Yami was someone who he'd loved for a short amount of time, however his Grandpa was a different story. He loved his Grandpa throughout his whole life, and now that he was going to die if he talked to the second person he trusted, it will all be over for Solomon Muto...

The exhausted boy's legs were close to giving out. He's been brutally beaten by a jealous girl, threatened with his Grandpa and his own life, and forced to leave everything and everyone. Why would anyone do that? It's awful, it's ruthless, it's abominable. The disastrous smell of blood had vanished as he left the darkness-engulfed abyss and entered the gleaming park close to Joey's house. It wouldn't be a problem if Yami's house was close to Joey's, but it is. It will all be over if Yugi had been found by Joey or Yami. He can't stop now, not if he wanted his innocent Grandpa to live; the thought of lying next to his Grandpa in a hospital bed, both of them fighting for their lives was agonising. Even if it was a thought, a nightmare or even a vision.

Unknowingly, he had been trailing small splotches of blood. Blood which could worry anyone. This means that Yami could easily find Yugi, so could his friends or his Grandpa. He refused to let him die, so he continued through the park, stumbling through its violent depths, coming close to the woods. The woods which could save Solomon's life, but probably not his. Yugi had no idea what was beyond its enchanting depths. So, he ventured on, never to be seen again... Or at least that's what he hoped.

With Yami and the others (Same time as Yugi walked into the forest)...

"Yami, I'm sorry, pal, but Yug' isn't anywhere to be seen." Joey mentioned, his soul breaking into pieces as his friend had been lost. Anything could have happened...

"No! I-I refuse to give up! You guys can go, however I'm staying and I'm searching this city top to bottom. If I have to... I-I... I will burn everything for him..."

"Yami. Don't worry. We're all here for you." Malik explained.

The rest of the group nodded in agreement, no matter what time of day it was - whether the sun was bursting through the skies with its amazingly beautiful gleam, or whether the moon's gorgeous glow was shining through the skies, reflecting its pulchritudinous glow onto the stars which lit up the night with its majestic beauty - they will search. Even if they had to cut class for it.

"T-Thanks guys." Yami thanked, gratefully.

"No need." Bakura and Ryou mentioned, in unison.

"I'm going to check the woods, guys." Yami insisted.

"I'm going with you." Marik protested.

"Hey, guys. What if Yug' is in the game world?"

"Joey, I don't think Yugi would be in the game world without us."

"Well, Yami. He could be, what if Yug' was bored. Y'know, he could've gon' home."

"Let's call him one last time..."

With Yugi...

'Beep Beep Beep' was the sound of Yugi's phone as it repeatedly rang its irritating tone for the fifth time within three hours. Yugi was getting annoyed with it, even though he acted like as if he didn't care. He left it to ring, he didn't want to answer it, because what is Tea found out? He didn't want his Grandpa to die, although he didn't care if Yugi, himself, died. He would die to save his loved ones. Whether it was a friend, a lover and family. If his friends could describe him with three words, they would say: "Benevolent, magnanimous, altruistic."

He wasn't going to let his Grandpa down, if he did, then he would be insensitive. Yugi would not want to be described that, for once he had friends. However he had to lose them now; to save the man who had taken him in after his parents disappeared. He helped Yugi through his life. He even moved house to help Yugi have friends and to make him happy. Yugi knew he had to repay him, but mysteriously vanishing was one of the ways he would never be the way he wanted it to happen.

The moonlight which shone upon him, showing its magnificent beauty, was his only friend now. No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, he had ditched his friends, left them. "They probably hate me now!" Yugi sobbed out loud, knowing no-one was near him.

He slumped down onto the floor, leaning his back against a tree which reached high in the sky, covering the land around it in its darkening shade. Silence had filled the air around him until he heard the slight noise of dripping. His head turned quickly, scanning everywhere for someone who was around him, but there seemed to be no-one to be seen around him. Either that, or the shadows had enveloped the mysterious person in its invisible wrath. 'No.' He reassured himself in his mind. He then gazed down at the ground, pulling his legs into his chest, feeling a wet and squelchy patch on his leg. Pain seared through him as he put pressure upon the patch.

He quickly pulled his hand away before examining it, finding his hand covered in blood. His eyes darted along the path he took to see small blood patches trailing along as his eyes trailed along it, seeing the small pool of blood underneath him. The blood hadn't stopped flowing. Yugi's eyes widened in shock and fear as he may be followed; right now he didn't care if he died, all he cared about was his Grandpa's life. He had to continue. But he couldn't. His legs had completely given out on him, there was no where he could run anymore, let alone no way to run. Yugi laid down on the ground, exhausted.

His eyelids slowly closed, unable to stay open, tomorrow was school, but he knew he couldn't go. Even though he had to; if he didn't, then they would find him, then she would find his Grandpa, then kill him gruesomely. Yugi knew what Tea was capable of, when she said something, she would live up to her word, no matter how hard it was, she would do anything to keep her vows. Everything went black as his eyelids gently closed, covering his large and beautiful amethyst eyes, only to wake up tomorrow in a world of hurt and sorrow. The wounds he had acquired from Tea's callous attack wasn't going to be gone in the morning, they would have worsened.

The dirt from the muddy floor would surely infect the cuts and the bruises, leaving him in agony as there was nothing he could possibly do. He wished he could go back to Solomon, his Grandpa, he'd fix up his wounds and help the young boy back onto his feet. However, right now he was in the wild. Surviving for his life.

An hour later, Yugi woke up to the relentless rain pouring onto him, drenching him in its rainy wrath, washing away the blood from the tiny pool which had surrounded his body. The rain had also managed to prevent the wounds from leaking any more of the red substance, and for that, Yugi was relieved. Now no-one would find him. Every last trace was gone, or so it seemed. A thick cloud of mist had appeared, engulfing him in its cloudy, white smoke. Embracing him within its mystery.

He scrambled onto his feet, forcing the remaining strength within him to thrust him up and continue forwards. He had no idea where he was going, but he knew that he wasn't going to regret walking this way. Something was calling out to him; he just had no idea what it was... But I'll tell you, he never did regret it...

As he ventured on through the enchanted forest, it seemed to grow darker and darker, the silent, murky shadows appearing quicker and quicker with every step he took. Eventually he stopped, realising it was pointless to continue. He gazed up into the harmonious midnight sky, admiring the exquisite, silvery disk floating in the sky. Everywhere he went it seemed to follow, yet it stood perfectly still.

The rain had ceased to follow along with the mist which had disappeared and vanished into thin air, which cleared the area around him, allowing Yugi to see everything around him.

He threw himself onto the muddy floor, his hair swaying slightly in the cold breeze allowing it to freely move around as it pleases to do. He has nothing to lose right now as long as he's deep within the mystical forest which surrounds him, enclosing him in its abstruse arcane. He was forever free, just like he'd always wanted to be, although this isn't how he wanted it to be like. He wanted his amazing friends always there for him. He wanted to be lying down on a field next to those he loves and trusts with the grass swaying without care and with joy. He wanted everything that made him happy, however what he has right now was freedom; yet it wasn't to his liking. He had no-one now. No friends, a Grandpa who he isn't allowed to see, and parents who he hasn't seen for many long, devastating years.

With Yami (inside of his home)...

"Yugi..." He whispered as he stared and admired the picture he held in his hands. The picture of his friendship with him and Yugi. The picture which made tears unconsciously slide down his face whenever he saw it. He wanted Yugi back. No. He needed Yugi back. Though they've only known each other for a short amount of time, for some reason they feel connected. He could feel the mental pain Yugi was in; it was nothing compared the mental pain Yami was in. It was like a stab wound to a splinter, Yami's being the splinter pain and Yugi's being the stab wound in comparison.

Once again, he picked up his phone and scrolled down the contact list to search for Yugi, once found, he tapped on his contact to ring him. The phone rang, and rang, and rang. No answer. Tears continued to slide down his cheek due to his loss of his partner, his love, his life. Everything felt like a lie. 'Oh, Yugi. Where are you? H-Have you been kidnapped or d-d-did you run away? Where are you...' He thought to himself as dread flushed through his thoughts, storming his mind. 'Please be safe... I will always love you...'

Back to Yugi...

The morning had arrived and Yugi's eyes strained open from the sunlight burning through his eyelids, forcing them to open up. From being on the hard, disgustingly dirty floor, a headache had hit Yugi like a robust hammer hitting a wall, smashing through its sturdy materials; crumbling to pieces. Just like Yugi. Crumbling. He examined the area around him and realised that it wasn't a dream; a nightmare; a dreadful nightmare. Tears bawled from Yugi's eyes as his hugged his legs to keep himself upright, leaning against a tree that loomed over him. It was the same tree had had slept under last night, the same tree which protected him from the furious rainfall previously.

"Yugi..." A mysterious voice called out to him in a whisper, it sounded so close yet so far. The exotic voice seemed to repeat and repeat itself as the whereabouts of where the sound had come from was unlocatable. It came from every corner of the forest to make it seem like the trees were talking to him, taking pity on the boy who sat in fear leaning against one of the tall bodies of green. It echoed around, rebounding from one leaf to another, from one tree to another, from one end of the forest to the other. Continually repeating itself in a never-ending cycle of sounds.

"W-Who are y-you?" Yugi asked, whimpering in terror.

"An old friend..." It whispered back, but with a powerful, bold tone. Echoing and travelling around the beguiling forest.

Out of the threatening shadows came a tall man with chrome white hair which flowed down gracefully along with long, black robes which swept along the ground, covering his feet which dragged along the crunching beautiful, gold, autumn leaves underneath him. His crimson orbs glowed an intense shine whilst glaring into Yugi's lost heart and absent soul. Yugi could feel the dark aura radiating around the macabre man. "Hello..." The man spoke, monotonically

"I-It's you..."

"Yes, Yugi. It's me."

"W-What do you want?"

"You, Yugi. You have an unimaginable source of power hidden deep within you, child."

"What?"

"You have extreme power, Yugi."

Receiving and processing all of the man's words, Yugi thought to himself, 'If he can tell me how... maybe I can have my revenge on Tea...?'. An evil grin grew upon Yugi's face, he knew what he had to do. Due to the man's aura which Yugi could detect, he knew that the man could teach him the powers he possessed. He knew that he had to do this, let the lonely shadows embrace him and teach him the ways; the ways of revenge. "How?" Yugi begged, his eyes gleaming with innocence. Innocence which will soon be turned into vengeance. One he has the power, he can do whatever he liked and whenever he wants to.

A smirk escaped the ghoulish man as he held his arm out in front of him, revealing a pale hand with long, black, crooked fingernails and waiting for Yugi to take his hand to unleash the power inside.

At first, Yugi hesitated. However, he got over his fears and hesitation by taking a deep breath, and resting his smooth hand on the man's rough and ice-like hand. His hand was frozen like the arctic, and rough like a rock. Suddenly, his nails gripped onto Yugi's hand, burying themselves within his skin whilst drawing blood which trickled down both of their hands. Yugi stood in shock, unable to move with his eyes filled with agony and terror. He had no idea what the monstrous man was up to, but he didn't like it; even though Yugi was completely paralyzed with disquietude and consternation.

On the other hand, the man was lively, draining all of Yugi's emotions, leaving him in a state of shock which he will soon get over. The man knew Yugi wouldn't regret it, because Yugi wouldn't care. Speaking of care, the strange human didn't care for what the younger boy felt; he could be dying and he wouldn't care...

He had stopped draining the emotions and boundaries which prevented Yugi's evil side from escaping and being released into the dangerous, wild world. Afterward, he released Yugi's hand, neglecting the blood which teemed down his hands as well as Yugi's, though the boy's hand was the source of the liquid that drizzled down.

Eventually, from the pain, Yugi had collapsed, giving off a whimper just before. He fell onto the floor as the inscrutable man had disappeared...

Yugi's mind/dream...

He looked around to see that there was nothing. Complete blackness. The whole forest had been engulfed in the mysteries of the darkness; never to be seen again. He looked up into the pitch-black sky to find it empty. Void. Everything was gone, it had vanished into nothingness, everything was worthless. He felt completely fresh, like as if he was reborn. Even though the powers inside of him had been reborn.

He stood up, boldly, legs apart slightly with his fists, balled up an clenched in rage as his arms had slightly parted from his sides in a position which showed that he was concentrating. Concentrating on what was wrong. He knew that he wasn't in reality. He knew that if he concentrated hard enough, he could wake up from this obsolete oblivion.

Back into reality...

And so he did. He woke up with a shock to find that he had managed to awaken himself with his newly found powers, but his motives seemed to have changed all of a sudden. His eyes seemed to have changed from an amazing amethyst to an empty onyx. Black like his soul. Black like the darkness within that had been unleashed. Black like the colour of death and despair. Despair was the only feeling held inside apart from the feeling of revenge. The magnificence of revenge.

"Tea..." He spoke out loud to himself, his tone like poison, like a venomous snake sneaking around for its next victim. "You're dead!"