Chibi: Ok, I feel a little warning might be needed, just in case, for this
chapter. Things get a little...oh, what's the word...disturbing towards the
very end. But not too much, just for those very weak at heart or stomach.
Nothing sexual, if you were thinking that. Infact, not to try and give away
the ending, but Anzu's pain is nothing sexual...can ya guess what's
happening? ::dum-dum-dum...dramatic revert::
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Yami had wondered the streets for awhile asking passers by if they knew where a Capac and Chimu Marrin lived. Unfortunately, most of his time was wasted with 'Don't know's and 'Sorry's. A shiver worked its way down his spine as a sense of eagerness rushed past him. He didn't know why, but somehow he knew that time was beginning to run out.
Then, Fate smiled upon him as a group of boys and girls, who also happened to go to the same school as Yami and everyone else, passed by. One girl spoke up and pointed down the road.
"Yeah, those freaks live on my block." She said as her nose wrinkled up. "They live at that old excuse of a house. The thing should be condemned. It's grotesque! And God knows their father's never home to help them. He's probably a drunk or something."
Then another girl broke into the conversation, "I heard they don't even live with their dad. We all know their mom died way back, but no one EVER sees their dad."
"He's probably in some mental institution." Said a young boy who stepped up and wrapped his arm around the first girl's waist. Obviously his girlfriend. "After all, I heard he was messed up pretty bad in that accident."
"Hold up," yet another girl worked her way into the talk. "That's not true at all. I have a cousin whose friend lived in the same town that those two boys used to live at before the accident happened. According to her friend, their father wasn't even in the car, let along mentally injured in any way."
"Yeah right!"
"It's true! My cousins, friends, stepmother used to live next to them and."
"As if!"
"Well, if ya ask me."
Yami had finally had enough of this and took off down the way he was directed to go in the first place. 'I wonder if anything they say is credible?' He thought as he picked up his pace. 'What if what they said is true? Where's their father? Why wasn't he in the car with them?' He sighed as he lifted his head towards the Heavens. The sun was already starting to sink, turning the sky brilliant shades of pinks, oranges, and purples.
He finally came to the only house on the block that matched the girl's description. It was indeed 'grotesque.' The house, though decent in size, looked like an abandoned shack. How anyone could live here was a mystery to Yami. Most of the windows were broken or at least cracked, almost all of the paint has chipped off the walls, the grass now resembled a miniature rain forest and broken bottles, car parts and other assorted trash littered the yard. Above all, there was a distinctive smell to the house.
Yami clenched his fists putting all other thoughts aside. He had to make sure that those who hurt Anzu paid for what they have done. As he started to walk the path towards the house a distant sound made him pause in his tracks.
"Yami!!"
There was no doubting it. Someone was calling him. And that someone was Anzu.
"Yami! Stop!"
Yami turned around and watched as a frantic Anzu ran to him. "Anzu! What are you doing here?! Go back home!"
"No! Yami, you don't understand! You can't go in!!"
"Why?"
"Just because! Please Yami," she grabbed hold of his sleeve, "Please don't do this."
"Anzu," he turned away from her and looked at the house, "If this were any other situation, then I'd turn around right now and go back with you, but I can't. I cannot allow this crime to go unpunished."
"No." Anzu shook her head slowly from side to side and tugged at his sleeve more. "No. Please no. Don't do this." Her words were barely above a whisper.
"Go home Anzu."
With that, Yami began to walk towards the house.
Anzu panicked and tried to pull him back screaming at him to not do this. But regardless of how hard she tried, she was just too weak and couldn't stop him.
They finally reached the front door. Yami twisted the doorknob and was surprised that it was unlocked. He believed that Anzu was safe as long as he was with her, so he didn't bother to send her away when she refused to do so on her on.
Slowly, he walked in with Anzu still clenched to his shirt, but she had stopped yelling and was now dead silent. The house was completely dark. The only light came from the front door that Yami had just opened. But that was enough to see the Hell in which Yami and Anzu had walked into.
The walls were plastered with photographs off women..all dead or dying. Strangely enough, they all seemed to be lying in similar positions. Each with a large gash on their head and coated in blood.
This sight was disturbing to say the least. Yami stood speechless as he stared at all the pictures, only to be brought out of his trance by Anzu as she dropped to the floor crying.
Quickly, Yami turned to comfort her, but before he could say anything the door slammed shut. Without warning, and before he could even turn to see who was there, Yami was hit hard in the head.
As he dropped to the floor, losing conciseness, the last thing Yami heard was Anzu scream. Then everything went black.
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Chibi: Ok, like I said before, I don't think it was 'that' bad, but I decided to just be safe and warn everyone just incase. Better to be safe than sorry....right ^_^ Well, to find out what happens to Yami and Anzu next, you just have come back and read more! r/r Thanks! Ja ne!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Yami had wondered the streets for awhile asking passers by if they knew where a Capac and Chimu Marrin lived. Unfortunately, most of his time was wasted with 'Don't know's and 'Sorry's. A shiver worked its way down his spine as a sense of eagerness rushed past him. He didn't know why, but somehow he knew that time was beginning to run out.
Then, Fate smiled upon him as a group of boys and girls, who also happened to go to the same school as Yami and everyone else, passed by. One girl spoke up and pointed down the road.
"Yeah, those freaks live on my block." She said as her nose wrinkled up. "They live at that old excuse of a house. The thing should be condemned. It's grotesque! And God knows their father's never home to help them. He's probably a drunk or something."
Then another girl broke into the conversation, "I heard they don't even live with their dad. We all know their mom died way back, but no one EVER sees their dad."
"He's probably in some mental institution." Said a young boy who stepped up and wrapped his arm around the first girl's waist. Obviously his girlfriend. "After all, I heard he was messed up pretty bad in that accident."
"Hold up," yet another girl worked her way into the talk. "That's not true at all. I have a cousin whose friend lived in the same town that those two boys used to live at before the accident happened. According to her friend, their father wasn't even in the car, let along mentally injured in any way."
"Yeah right!"
"It's true! My cousins, friends, stepmother used to live next to them and."
"As if!"
"Well, if ya ask me."
Yami had finally had enough of this and took off down the way he was directed to go in the first place. 'I wonder if anything they say is credible?' He thought as he picked up his pace. 'What if what they said is true? Where's their father? Why wasn't he in the car with them?' He sighed as he lifted his head towards the Heavens. The sun was already starting to sink, turning the sky brilliant shades of pinks, oranges, and purples.
He finally came to the only house on the block that matched the girl's description. It was indeed 'grotesque.' The house, though decent in size, looked like an abandoned shack. How anyone could live here was a mystery to Yami. Most of the windows were broken or at least cracked, almost all of the paint has chipped off the walls, the grass now resembled a miniature rain forest and broken bottles, car parts and other assorted trash littered the yard. Above all, there was a distinctive smell to the house.
Yami clenched his fists putting all other thoughts aside. He had to make sure that those who hurt Anzu paid for what they have done. As he started to walk the path towards the house a distant sound made him pause in his tracks.
"Yami!!"
There was no doubting it. Someone was calling him. And that someone was Anzu.
"Yami! Stop!"
Yami turned around and watched as a frantic Anzu ran to him. "Anzu! What are you doing here?! Go back home!"
"No! Yami, you don't understand! You can't go in!!"
"Why?"
"Just because! Please Yami," she grabbed hold of his sleeve, "Please don't do this."
"Anzu," he turned away from her and looked at the house, "If this were any other situation, then I'd turn around right now and go back with you, but I can't. I cannot allow this crime to go unpunished."
"No." Anzu shook her head slowly from side to side and tugged at his sleeve more. "No. Please no. Don't do this." Her words were barely above a whisper.
"Go home Anzu."
With that, Yami began to walk towards the house.
Anzu panicked and tried to pull him back screaming at him to not do this. But regardless of how hard she tried, she was just too weak and couldn't stop him.
They finally reached the front door. Yami twisted the doorknob and was surprised that it was unlocked. He believed that Anzu was safe as long as he was with her, so he didn't bother to send her away when she refused to do so on her on.
Slowly, he walked in with Anzu still clenched to his shirt, but she had stopped yelling and was now dead silent. The house was completely dark. The only light came from the front door that Yami had just opened. But that was enough to see the Hell in which Yami and Anzu had walked into.
The walls were plastered with photographs off women..all dead or dying. Strangely enough, they all seemed to be lying in similar positions. Each with a large gash on their head and coated in blood.
This sight was disturbing to say the least. Yami stood speechless as he stared at all the pictures, only to be brought out of his trance by Anzu as she dropped to the floor crying.
Quickly, Yami turned to comfort her, but before he could say anything the door slammed shut. Without warning, and before he could even turn to see who was there, Yami was hit hard in the head.
As he dropped to the floor, losing conciseness, the last thing Yami heard was Anzu scream. Then everything went black.
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Chibi: Ok, like I said before, I don't think it was 'that' bad, but I decided to just be safe and warn everyone just incase. Better to be safe than sorry....right ^_^ Well, to find out what happens to Yami and Anzu next, you just have come back and read more! r/r Thanks! Ja ne!