Passions of the Blood Moon
By
Three Wings
Chapter 2: Knowing Your Enemy and Remembrance of the Past
The movable terminal moved forward, then descended and moved forward again before ascending. Soon everyone reached a lighted room with a computer. Seto started typing on the new computer and suddenly a hidden door opened and it revealed to a study. Stepping out, Seto quickly left the room but not before saying, "If you want to look around go ahead. Nothing changed the last time you been here. If you want answers stay here." For once his voice wasn't cold but instead it just sounded tired and worn.
He was right, of course. Nothing seemed out of place as it was before Mokuba moved out. No one was suspicious of anything so anyone would think this is a fairly normal house. It wasn't with all the secret computer terminal or rooms and corridors. Seto Kaiba himself designed the house and secretly Mokuba's too, though Mokuba didn't know that.
It was about twenty minutes later did Seto return to the study. Everyone was already seated and gaped at Seto's change. Though his face was still haggard, he looked like an entirely different man. He wore a dark sapphire trench coat, a black long sleeve casual shirt, blue dress pants, and black boots with the pants tucked in. His face was covered in shadow and his damp hair was almost everywhere near his eyes. No one notice the trademark smirk.
Seto sat himself in a one of the lounge chairs and asked, "What do you want to know? I believe Tara has already told you some information on the Courts."
"Yes she did but why are you still alive is what I would like to know," asked Yami.
"I didn't ask her to rescue me. I was willing to die then," replied Seto, 'and I'm still am.'
"Who captured you," asked Mokuba.
"The Warui Court, they think once I'm out of the way conquering the Reikai Court and the Akuryou Court would be easier."
"Why would they think that," asked Tea.
"They would think that because some believe I am the King of Akuryou Court and the High Mage Priest of the Reikai Court. I personally believe that I'm not any of those characters. I just know that I am a Youkai by half blood."
"/How/ did they capture you," asked Mai.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Just humor us, Seto," spoke Tara.
"I was going to kill one of them, a main one, a High Bishop. The High Bishop was reincarnated old friend. One who drove me to almost insanity, the same one to kidnap Mokuba on Duelist Kingdom. The High Bishop is Pegasus. Yet, he saw my plan before I even started and had a trap laid out for me. He knew because he had regained the Millennium Eye. The rest, I won't tell."
"What is that collar on your neck," asked Tara, pointing.
"This is a sign of slavery to some races and a sign of imprisonment to others. I wear this one because it was to show my imprisonment. I plan to get the key for it someday during the next fortnight. Yet, I wear another to show my slavery to another."
"And what it that," asked Ryou.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
Blackness is my cloak, night and moon are my friends and the sun is my rival. He walks in the sun, both of Him, Yami and Hikari, dark and light, Yami and Yugi Mutou. My beloveds and rivals, with my brother they are my everything, my life is them. My moon is my brother and night is my kin. Yet, they are the sun and day.
Who am I? I am Icier Magician or Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp. I am a man of many secrets and mysteries. Some known to Mokuba but not all, fortunately. I was a duelist but not anymore, instead I guard the Millennium Rod and my cherished ones.
What am I? I am a Youkai, a demon offspring from the Shadow Realm. I am a Vampire Youkai. My mother, a human, had an affair with one of them and gave birth to me. Luckily, she did not make the same mistake with Mokuba. I am a murderer, thief and destroyer of all who betray me. Thai is the real reason some say my company is cursed. I do not tolerate betrayals from any one.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
"Death." It was barely audible but they heard it.
"And how are you a slave of Death," asked Tristan.
"I prefer Death's Servant but it is because of my violent nature and my willingness to die."
"So you rather prefer if I let you die then. You.you.SUICIDAL SADIST BASTARD," yelled Tara, her blue eyes flashing.
"Call me what you want, I don't care."
"All this time you wanted to die and you rather not tell me WHY!!! I thought you had the will to live by now."
"I don't and I already proved to myself I never will. That is why I lied earlier. I'm not getting a key, I'm going to do an assassination that would most likely be suicidal," stated Seto too calmly for everyone's comfort.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
I was a vampire because of many reasons. Well, actually one main reason, my father was a spell-caster but he was also part fiend. He was the Dark Magician. His father was a Summoned Skull and his mother was a Water Magician. His grandfather on the father's side was an Ancient Elf while the grandmother on the same side was Magical Ghost.
When I feed quickly and not cautiously on a blood hunt. I go into a bloodlust because I only feed on those who betray me. Those had been far and few between, yet I tamed my hunger by eating normal delicacies. Chocolate, however became an immediate substitution for blood. I became addictive to it.
The only time I would have my bloodlust come a thousand fold is during a Blood Moon. Mere chocolate cannot tame this lust nor could the blood of the entire city tame it. Mokuba knows of my heritage and bloodlust but not my nigh life. During the Blood Moon, he knows not to disturb or let anyone disturb me on the full moon. Bloodlust on Blood Moons usually last from midnight to dawn, sometimes it comes earlier, sometimes later. Basically it is unpredictable.
This is either my blessing or my curse. The latter most likely. Despite having eternal youth and stop aging at the age of twenty and having immortality and super strength and better reflexes, I cannot let any one come close to me because of their mortality. Though I can turn them into vampires, I won't. I do not want them to suffer through the ordeals I have gone through in life. That is the reason I refuse to sire Mokuba, I want him to have a normal life.
This is my life whether I like it or not. Though I am immune to sunlight I hide from it because now it hates me.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
Tara couldn't take it anymore so she punched him in the cheek. He didn't flinch but he did put a hand to his left cheek, touching the now bruising cheek. "You mother-fucking son of a bitch, never in my life did you say what you just did and mean it!!!"
"I know and that's why I liked it."
"Why I outta." Tristan put a hand on her arm before she could harm Seto once more.
"By the way you guys act, you seem to be husband and wife," complemented Joey.
The next thing Seto did surprised them all. He laughed. It wasn't a cruel sarcastic laugh, a heartily laugh. "I don't know, Joey, but I'm not really into incest and by blood she is my sister from my father's side," said Seto laughing, tears now falling from his eyes.
"Ah, you just proved to me that you really are human, Icier. I won the bet now you have to live for ten more years," replied Tara happily.
"Chikuso," whispered Seto.
"Oh cheer up, Icier, let's play a game of chess, that'll cheer you up," replied Tara, "but first you have to change your appearance."
"Fine."
"Change his appearance how," asked Yugi.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
My powers first appeared at the age of five and when Mokuba was about one year old. My father, the one my mother married after my father left her, found out the most unusual way. He found out when I was drinking the blood of my mother who let me. He was hysterical. He always believe in demons because that was what his family believed, they descended from a group of gypsies. He would always give prayers to a strange whip, which he said would keep demons away. It was the Demon's Whip.
The Demon's Whip was spawned during the birth of a child. The mother was beaten by the whip as she gave birth to the child, then a wicked fallen angel will kiss the bloody whip and give it powers that the most deadliest of demons could only dream of.
He tore me off my mother and tied me to a post and left. He returned with the Demon's Whip and started to beat me until my mother told him to stop. Then he turned to her and tied her to another post and beat her until she died. She died because she tried to stop me. Besides my brother, she was the only one to love me and I to her.
He then turned to me and started to continue until I broke my bonds and killed him. I strangled him with the whip, though it burned my hands. I was blinded be my grief and rage.
The next someone beaten me was the man who claimed me as his heir to the Kaiba Corp.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
"I mean that we have to get that collar off him, then allow him to transform himself to fit a different persona. Later we'll explain more about the Courts and their System."
"And how do you plan to do that," asked Seto.
"By freezing that collar and have Joey, Tristan, and the Yamis to break it," replied Tara, "now hold on to something. This is gonna be cold."
Seto relaxed in the chair as Tara stood in front of him, the rest were watching them in awe. Tara shaped her hands into a pistol and muttered a spell. Abruptly, ice began to shoot out of her right pointer finger and hit Seto's collar. On impact, Seto flinched and began to move violently as the cold surged from his collar into his body. Though he was a controller of ice from his Youkai blood, he was not used to being struck by it. Tara, however, noticed this and instructed Yami Bakura, Joey, and Tristan to hold him down.
Seto was quickly getting used to the cold treatment, he didn't even realized his body temperature was lowering. Nor did he notice that the collar was now giving into the treatment. All he knew was that if Tara kept this up for a few more minutes he would pass out, not that he would have minded. "Parting is such sweet sorrow," whispered Seto as he drifted off to the abyss of unconsciousness.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
My life with my new foster father was harsher than before. He molded me into the monster I was before Yugi and the others knew of my demonic side. He shaped me into his very image. Reciting that friendship is only to be used and only for profitable gain, not trust. Saying that loving is not existent but hating and loathing is. His tutors forced me to go beyond my normal learning speed to learn about the world of business. When I failed at some things he would beat me with his heirloom, a Demon's Whip, scaring my back multiple times. Thankfully he gave no attention to Mokuba.
I was thirsty for blood one night and he was drunk on the same night. It was a Blood Moon. I vaguely remember how I killed him, all I knew was before dawn I was covered in his blood from head to toe. The only thing funny about it was I didn't care that I killed him, I got my revenge.
By
Three Wings
Chapter 2: Knowing Your Enemy and Remembrance of the Past
The movable terminal moved forward, then descended and moved forward again before ascending. Soon everyone reached a lighted room with a computer. Seto started typing on the new computer and suddenly a hidden door opened and it revealed to a study. Stepping out, Seto quickly left the room but not before saying, "If you want to look around go ahead. Nothing changed the last time you been here. If you want answers stay here." For once his voice wasn't cold but instead it just sounded tired and worn.
He was right, of course. Nothing seemed out of place as it was before Mokuba moved out. No one was suspicious of anything so anyone would think this is a fairly normal house. It wasn't with all the secret computer terminal or rooms and corridors. Seto Kaiba himself designed the house and secretly Mokuba's too, though Mokuba didn't know that.
It was about twenty minutes later did Seto return to the study. Everyone was already seated and gaped at Seto's change. Though his face was still haggard, he looked like an entirely different man. He wore a dark sapphire trench coat, a black long sleeve casual shirt, blue dress pants, and black boots with the pants tucked in. His face was covered in shadow and his damp hair was almost everywhere near his eyes. No one notice the trademark smirk.
Seto sat himself in a one of the lounge chairs and asked, "What do you want to know? I believe Tara has already told you some information on the Courts."
"Yes she did but why are you still alive is what I would like to know," asked Yami.
"I didn't ask her to rescue me. I was willing to die then," replied Seto, 'and I'm still am.'
"Who captured you," asked Mokuba.
"The Warui Court, they think once I'm out of the way conquering the Reikai Court and the Akuryou Court would be easier."
"Why would they think that," asked Tea.
"They would think that because some believe I am the King of Akuryou Court and the High Mage Priest of the Reikai Court. I personally believe that I'm not any of those characters. I just know that I am a Youkai by half blood."
"/How/ did they capture you," asked Mai.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Just humor us, Seto," spoke Tara.
"I was going to kill one of them, a main one, a High Bishop. The High Bishop was reincarnated old friend. One who drove me to almost insanity, the same one to kidnap Mokuba on Duelist Kingdom. The High Bishop is Pegasus. Yet, he saw my plan before I even started and had a trap laid out for me. He knew because he had regained the Millennium Eye. The rest, I won't tell."
"What is that collar on your neck," asked Tara, pointing.
"This is a sign of slavery to some races and a sign of imprisonment to others. I wear this one because it was to show my imprisonment. I plan to get the key for it someday during the next fortnight. Yet, I wear another to show my slavery to another."
"And what it that," asked Ryou.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
Blackness is my cloak, night and moon are my friends and the sun is my rival. He walks in the sun, both of Him, Yami and Hikari, dark and light, Yami and Yugi Mutou. My beloveds and rivals, with my brother they are my everything, my life is them. My moon is my brother and night is my kin. Yet, they are the sun and day.
Who am I? I am Icier Magician or Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp. I am a man of many secrets and mysteries. Some known to Mokuba but not all, fortunately. I was a duelist but not anymore, instead I guard the Millennium Rod and my cherished ones.
What am I? I am a Youkai, a demon offspring from the Shadow Realm. I am a Vampire Youkai. My mother, a human, had an affair with one of them and gave birth to me. Luckily, she did not make the same mistake with Mokuba. I am a murderer, thief and destroyer of all who betray me. Thai is the real reason some say my company is cursed. I do not tolerate betrayals from any one.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
"Death." It was barely audible but they heard it.
"And how are you a slave of Death," asked Tristan.
"I prefer Death's Servant but it is because of my violent nature and my willingness to die."
"So you rather prefer if I let you die then. You.you.SUICIDAL SADIST BASTARD," yelled Tara, her blue eyes flashing.
"Call me what you want, I don't care."
"All this time you wanted to die and you rather not tell me WHY!!! I thought you had the will to live by now."
"I don't and I already proved to myself I never will. That is why I lied earlier. I'm not getting a key, I'm going to do an assassination that would most likely be suicidal," stated Seto too calmly for everyone's comfort.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
I was a vampire because of many reasons. Well, actually one main reason, my father was a spell-caster but he was also part fiend. He was the Dark Magician. His father was a Summoned Skull and his mother was a Water Magician. His grandfather on the father's side was an Ancient Elf while the grandmother on the same side was Magical Ghost.
When I feed quickly and not cautiously on a blood hunt. I go into a bloodlust because I only feed on those who betray me. Those had been far and few between, yet I tamed my hunger by eating normal delicacies. Chocolate, however became an immediate substitution for blood. I became addictive to it.
The only time I would have my bloodlust come a thousand fold is during a Blood Moon. Mere chocolate cannot tame this lust nor could the blood of the entire city tame it. Mokuba knows of my heritage and bloodlust but not my nigh life. During the Blood Moon, he knows not to disturb or let anyone disturb me on the full moon. Bloodlust on Blood Moons usually last from midnight to dawn, sometimes it comes earlier, sometimes later. Basically it is unpredictable.
This is either my blessing or my curse. The latter most likely. Despite having eternal youth and stop aging at the age of twenty and having immortality and super strength and better reflexes, I cannot let any one come close to me because of their mortality. Though I can turn them into vampires, I won't. I do not want them to suffer through the ordeals I have gone through in life. That is the reason I refuse to sire Mokuba, I want him to have a normal life.
This is my life whether I like it or not. Though I am immune to sunlight I hide from it because now it hates me.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
Tara couldn't take it anymore so she punched him in the cheek. He didn't flinch but he did put a hand to his left cheek, touching the now bruising cheek. "You mother-fucking son of a bitch, never in my life did you say what you just did and mean it!!!"
"I know and that's why I liked it."
"Why I outta." Tristan put a hand on her arm before she could harm Seto once more.
"By the way you guys act, you seem to be husband and wife," complemented Joey.
The next thing Seto did surprised them all. He laughed. It wasn't a cruel sarcastic laugh, a heartily laugh. "I don't know, Joey, but I'm not really into incest and by blood she is my sister from my father's side," said Seto laughing, tears now falling from his eyes.
"Ah, you just proved to me that you really are human, Icier. I won the bet now you have to live for ten more years," replied Tara happily.
"Chikuso," whispered Seto.
"Oh cheer up, Icier, let's play a game of chess, that'll cheer you up," replied Tara, "but first you have to change your appearance."
"Fine."
"Change his appearance how," asked Yugi.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
My powers first appeared at the age of five and when Mokuba was about one year old. My father, the one my mother married after my father left her, found out the most unusual way. He found out when I was drinking the blood of my mother who let me. He was hysterical. He always believe in demons because that was what his family believed, they descended from a group of gypsies. He would always give prayers to a strange whip, which he said would keep demons away. It was the Demon's Whip.
The Demon's Whip was spawned during the birth of a child. The mother was beaten by the whip as she gave birth to the child, then a wicked fallen angel will kiss the bloody whip and give it powers that the most deadliest of demons could only dream of.
He tore me off my mother and tied me to a post and left. He returned with the Demon's Whip and started to beat me until my mother told him to stop. Then he turned to her and tied her to another post and beat her until she died. She died because she tried to stop me. Besides my brother, she was the only one to love me and I to her.
He then turned to me and started to continue until I broke my bonds and killed him. I strangled him with the whip, though it burned my hands. I was blinded be my grief and rage.
The next someone beaten me was the man who claimed me as his heir to the Kaiba Corp.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
"I mean that we have to get that collar off him, then allow him to transform himself to fit a different persona. Later we'll explain more about the Courts and their System."
"And how do you plan to do that," asked Seto.
"By freezing that collar and have Joey, Tristan, and the Yamis to break it," replied Tara, "now hold on to something. This is gonna be cold."
Seto relaxed in the chair as Tara stood in front of him, the rest were watching them in awe. Tara shaped her hands into a pistol and muttered a spell. Abruptly, ice began to shoot out of her right pointer finger and hit Seto's collar. On impact, Seto flinched and began to move violently as the cold surged from his collar into his body. Though he was a controller of ice from his Youkai blood, he was not used to being struck by it. Tara, however, noticed this and instructed Yami Bakura, Joey, and Tristan to hold him down.
Seto was quickly getting used to the cold treatment, he didn't even realized his body temperature was lowering. Nor did he notice that the collar was now giving into the treatment. All he knew was that if Tara kept this up for a few more minutes he would pass out, not that he would have minded. "Parting is such sweet sorrow," whispered Seto as he drifted off to the abyss of unconsciousness.
O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o
My life with my new foster father was harsher than before. He molded me into the monster I was before Yugi and the others knew of my demonic side. He shaped me into his very image. Reciting that friendship is only to be used and only for profitable gain, not trust. Saying that loving is not existent but hating and loathing is. His tutors forced me to go beyond my normal learning speed to learn about the world of business. When I failed at some things he would beat me with his heirloom, a Demon's Whip, scaring my back multiple times. Thankfully he gave no attention to Mokuba.
I was thirsty for blood one night and he was drunk on the same night. It was a Blood Moon. I vaguely remember how I killed him, all I knew was before dawn I was covered in his blood from head to toe. The only thing funny about it was I didn't care that I killed him, I got my revenge.