Chapter 5: Old Enemies, Old Hatred
Author's Note: Yugioh is not mine. How sad.
Oh my goodness! I have some reviews! Well, to answer some of them:
Blue Diamond: Don't worry! Yugi will never be hurt too much in my stories, as he _is_ my favorite character! ^^
Angel Reaper: Oh, that's okay! I just didn't make it too clear, that's all. Right, Egyptians don't believe in vampires, which is why Yami didn't realize that a pair of long, pointy teeth meant "blood-sucking fiend".
I'm not quite sure what Anata is getting at, whether it's a flame or not (all laugh and point at the authoress who's too slow to figure it out), but sorry if I offended anybody with that whole deity thing. I don't usually like to include religion, but that was an exception.
Chibizoo: No, you did not offend me. ^^ I will continue to the best of my limited abilities, so no problem there!
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(Yami's Perspective)
"Now, I've gotcha!" Joey yelled, catapulting himself towards me. Easily, I stepped aside, causing him to miss and collide with Tristan.
"Hey! Watch it!" An annoyed Tristan muttered.
"You watch it!" Joey replied. Ooh. great comeback.
I shook my head and sat next to Bakura, and we watched their crazy antics together. The white-haired boy seemed a bit unnerved by having a vampire sitting next to him, and visibly inched away.
(A few weeks later, I know I'm bad by skipping a lot, but it's boring!)
"Good night, Yugi."
"'Night Yami." The sleepy boy replied with a yawn, already sinking into unconsciousness. I shook my head. It seemed forever ago that I had been locked up within a puzzle with nothing but the blackness for company, yet I couldn't quite forget my past, especially my last day.
Maybe the gods were wrong. Perhaps Dakid wasn't coming for Yugi. After all, it had already been a month since I was released, and there was no sign of him. Dakid wasn't even near, or I would have felt his aura.
I looked down at the sleeping child on the bed. He was merely a child, after all. He definitely didn't deserve the fate of my family, not that they deserved it, either. He had his whole life ahead of him.
Shrugging, I brushed these thoughts from my mind. What would come would come, and I could only hope to be there to protect the boy. He seemed like much more than a child I was obligated to protect. He seemed like a friend, a part of my family, even like one of my own children.
I withdrew to my puzzle once more, not letting such thoughts haunt me, and instead, fell asleep.
"Daddy!" Alexis's muffled cry rang out through the night.
"Alexis? Alexis, where are you?" I called, blindly scrambling. The darkness was suffocating, choking. I couldn't see a thing.
"Daddy! Help me!" Alexis shrieked.
I ran on.
"Daddy." Elodie's voice sounded dull and flat. "Why didn't you save me?"
"Elodie?"
"You let him kill me! If you had come home just a little bit later, you could have saved me!" She continued to wail.
"But. but how could I have known?" I protested, feeling the waves of guilt wash through me.
"You should have come earlier." I could hear her anguished sobs.
"But-"
"Daddy!" Alexis's yells were audible again. "HEEELLPPPP M-" The yells were abruptly cut off.
"Alexis?"
"Yami!"
"Clara???"
"Yami! Come save us! Your wife and daughters are depending on you!"
I was totally confused. What was going on? I suddenly felt an aura, even though I wasn't testing for one. Only a very strong aura could do that, and that meant.
"Dakid?"
"Yami! Help!" Clara screamed once more.
"I'm trying to, but I don't know where you are!" My voice rose a couple of octaves with panic. A scream shattered the night, only to die off abruptly. "Clara?"
Suddenly, the gloom was lifted, and I could see clearly each member of my family. "You let us die." Alexis whispered, eyes wide and unseeing.
"No, I didn't." I protested.
"But you did. Why didn't you stop him?" Clara asked, with the air of someone who was betrayed.
"I couldn't have! There was nothing I could have done."
"Daddy! We trusted you!" Elodie whined, the hatred in her innocent voice shattering my heart.
"No, I didn't, I didn't." I feebly muttered, barely believing myself.
The ones that I had loved before inched closer, the looks on their faces no longer hurt, but malicious. "Now, you will pay!"
"What? But. it wasn't my fault, I." I couldn't believe they would hate me. I hadn't meant to let them get killed, but. "IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!" I half screamed, half sobbed. "Forgive me."
I woke with a start. "Wha-?" It had been a dream! All a dream! I nearly wept with relief. But. something was wrong. Why can I still sense his aura? That's not possible, unless. "Dakid is here!"
Author's Note: Yugioh is not mine. How sad.
Oh my goodness! I have some reviews! Well, to answer some of them:
Blue Diamond: Don't worry! Yugi will never be hurt too much in my stories, as he _is_ my favorite character! ^^
Angel Reaper: Oh, that's okay! I just didn't make it too clear, that's all. Right, Egyptians don't believe in vampires, which is why Yami didn't realize that a pair of long, pointy teeth meant "blood-sucking fiend".
I'm not quite sure what Anata is getting at, whether it's a flame or not (all laugh and point at the authoress who's too slow to figure it out), but sorry if I offended anybody with that whole deity thing. I don't usually like to include religion, but that was an exception.
Chibizoo: No, you did not offend me. ^^ I will continue to the best of my limited abilities, so no problem there!
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(Yami's Perspective)
"Now, I've gotcha!" Joey yelled, catapulting himself towards me. Easily, I stepped aside, causing him to miss and collide with Tristan.
"Hey! Watch it!" An annoyed Tristan muttered.
"You watch it!" Joey replied. Ooh. great comeback.
I shook my head and sat next to Bakura, and we watched their crazy antics together. The white-haired boy seemed a bit unnerved by having a vampire sitting next to him, and visibly inched away.
(A few weeks later, I know I'm bad by skipping a lot, but it's boring!)
"Good night, Yugi."
"'Night Yami." The sleepy boy replied with a yawn, already sinking into unconsciousness. I shook my head. It seemed forever ago that I had been locked up within a puzzle with nothing but the blackness for company, yet I couldn't quite forget my past, especially my last day.
Maybe the gods were wrong. Perhaps Dakid wasn't coming for Yugi. After all, it had already been a month since I was released, and there was no sign of him. Dakid wasn't even near, or I would have felt his aura.
I looked down at the sleeping child on the bed. He was merely a child, after all. He definitely didn't deserve the fate of my family, not that they deserved it, either. He had his whole life ahead of him.
Shrugging, I brushed these thoughts from my mind. What would come would come, and I could only hope to be there to protect the boy. He seemed like much more than a child I was obligated to protect. He seemed like a friend, a part of my family, even like one of my own children.
I withdrew to my puzzle once more, not letting such thoughts haunt me, and instead, fell asleep.
"Daddy!" Alexis's muffled cry rang out through the night.
"Alexis? Alexis, where are you?" I called, blindly scrambling. The darkness was suffocating, choking. I couldn't see a thing.
"Daddy! Help me!" Alexis shrieked.
I ran on.
"Daddy." Elodie's voice sounded dull and flat. "Why didn't you save me?"
"Elodie?"
"You let him kill me! If you had come home just a little bit later, you could have saved me!" She continued to wail.
"But. but how could I have known?" I protested, feeling the waves of guilt wash through me.
"You should have come earlier." I could hear her anguished sobs.
"But-"
"Daddy!" Alexis's yells were audible again. "HEEELLPPPP M-" The yells were abruptly cut off.
"Alexis?"
"Yami!"
"Clara???"
"Yami! Come save us! Your wife and daughters are depending on you!"
I was totally confused. What was going on? I suddenly felt an aura, even though I wasn't testing for one. Only a very strong aura could do that, and that meant.
"Dakid?"
"Yami! Help!" Clara screamed once more.
"I'm trying to, but I don't know where you are!" My voice rose a couple of octaves with panic. A scream shattered the night, only to die off abruptly. "Clara?"
Suddenly, the gloom was lifted, and I could see clearly each member of my family. "You let us die." Alexis whispered, eyes wide and unseeing.
"No, I didn't." I protested.
"But you did. Why didn't you stop him?" Clara asked, with the air of someone who was betrayed.
"I couldn't have! There was nothing I could have done."
"Daddy! We trusted you!" Elodie whined, the hatred in her innocent voice shattering my heart.
"No, I didn't, I didn't." I feebly muttered, barely believing myself.
The ones that I had loved before inched closer, the looks on their faces no longer hurt, but malicious. "Now, you will pay!"
"What? But. it wasn't my fault, I." I couldn't believe they would hate me. I hadn't meant to let them get killed, but. "IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!" I half screamed, half sobbed. "Forgive me."
I woke with a start. "Wha-?" It had been a dream! All a dream! I nearly wept with relief. But. something was wrong. Why can I still sense his aura? That's not possible, unless. "Dakid is here!"