Oh, hey, b4 I begin I'd like to appologize for the funky br thingys...I had them written right in my file, but for some reason they went all funk-ified when it was uploaded @@ I wanted to format everything, but if it won't cooperate I'll just forgo it =P
I dun own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Bakura walked down the cold path down in the warehouse district. 'This just doesn't feel right...theres not a soul alive that could've wrote that letter...' he thought as I searched though the maze of buildings.
Bakura came up to one and stopped. It was well used and by the looks of it abandoned as well. As instructed by the note three numbers hung on the side '762' on seeing this Bakura entered in.
Bakura pushed open the large metal door and walked inside, but as he let go it creeked shut behind him leaving the building pitch black. Bakura spinned around and frantically searched for where the door had been, but he couldn't see anything - not even his hand in front of his own face.
"So we meet again, theif."
Bakura stopped his search and abruptly turned twards the voice, but he still couldn't see a thing. "Who are you? And what do you want?!" He growled angrily.
The mysterious voice laughed. "You look like a frightened mouse. All alone in the dark. My how the mighty have fallen..." The voice mused "It seems like it was only yestarday you were robbing the most elaborate of tombs...but now your nothing more then the monster in one small child's closet."
Ryou jumped back. Somehow he was able to hear this voice, even though he had been cut off by Bakura. Ryou quickly got back to his feet "H-hello? B-bakura?" he stammered.
The voice laughed once more sending a chill down Ryou's spine. "Don't worry child, this 'monster' will soon be out of your hair..."
Bakura felt the soft touch of a hand to his cheeck and tried to push it away, but whoever it was had a lot more strength the Bakura and easily pulled him closer. Bakura struggled against him as he clamped his hands down upon Bakura's ears. Bakura cried out in pain as ten sharp nails dug deeply into the sides of his face.
"For your ears only Ryou...one must hear, and I'm sure you won't tattle..." The voice hissed, and began slowly chanting 'Heshera Frorsho Senhit'*. It chanted thoose words over and over.
Ryou lifted a hand to his head as he started to feel dizzy. The room appeared to shift and buckle as Ryou tried in vain to back to his feat. A harder wave of disorentation hit him sending him to his knees. As thhe feeling continued to worsen Ryou could no longer stand it and fell unconsious in his soul room.
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*These words mean nothing. Nothing I say!
I dun own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Bakura walked down the cold path down in the warehouse district. 'This just doesn't feel right...theres not a soul alive that could've wrote that letter...' he thought as I searched though the maze of buildings.
Bakura came up to one and stopped. It was well used and by the looks of it abandoned as well. As instructed by the note three numbers hung on the side '762' on seeing this Bakura entered in.
Bakura pushed open the large metal door and walked inside, but as he let go it creeked shut behind him leaving the building pitch black. Bakura spinned around and frantically searched for where the door had been, but he couldn't see anything - not even his hand in front of his own face.
"So we meet again, theif."
Bakura stopped his search and abruptly turned twards the voice, but he still couldn't see a thing. "Who are you? And what do you want?!" He growled angrily.
The mysterious voice laughed. "You look like a frightened mouse. All alone in the dark. My how the mighty have fallen..." The voice mused "It seems like it was only yestarday you were robbing the most elaborate of tombs...but now your nothing more then the monster in one small child's closet."
Ryou jumped back. Somehow he was able to hear this voice, even though he had been cut off by Bakura. Ryou quickly got back to his feet "H-hello? B-bakura?" he stammered.
The voice laughed once more sending a chill down Ryou's spine. "Don't worry child, this 'monster' will soon be out of your hair..."
Bakura felt the soft touch of a hand to his cheeck and tried to push it away, but whoever it was had a lot more strength the Bakura and easily pulled him closer. Bakura struggled against him as he clamped his hands down upon Bakura's ears. Bakura cried out in pain as ten sharp nails dug deeply into the sides of his face.
"For your ears only Ryou...one must hear, and I'm sure you won't tattle..." The voice hissed, and began slowly chanting 'Heshera Frorsho Senhit'*. It chanted thoose words over and over.
Ryou lifted a hand to his head as he started to feel dizzy. The room appeared to shift and buckle as Ryou tried in vain to back to his feat. A harder wave of disorentation hit him sending him to his knees. As thhe feeling continued to worsen Ryou could no longer stand it and fell unconsious in his soul room.
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*These words mean nothing. Nothing I say!