OK. I said earlier that Bakura is dead in Japan. That's only in the anime,
in the manga he is very much alive. As a Bakura fangirl I'm happy because I
hate seeing characters I like get killed, as a writer I'm happy because it
gives me more room to write and still stay within the original story.
Things I do not own: Yu-gi-oh, Inu-yasha. Things I do own: Kit, I designed her, I got some inspiration from Inu-yasha but no one helped me design her. For those who don't know a hanyou is half yokai (demon), half something else (in Inu-yasha's case it's half human, half yokai).
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Kit
The night wind blew through my hair as I sat atop one of the pyramids. I would sleep here tonight, humans would not disturb the crypt. The curses that protected the pharaoh that slept in this place had been broken, probably by that young man, Baku, who helped me. My tail twitched in irritation, I owed him and I'd been taught always to repay my debts, however I needed to get as far away from the temple as fast as I could. Just because that accursed necklace was gone didn't mean I couldn't get caught, it just meant I would have to be unlucky and let my guard down. I wouldn't go back, I just wouldn't, and those priestesses could find some other poor fool to be their goddess.
How did Baku get a millennium item anyway? Those things were dangerous, especially for yokai. I remembered learning about them. Baku's millennium item could break spells, I tried to think but I couldn't remember which one was like that. There was one power that every item shared, the ability to control monsters and seal them into stone tablets. Every yokai was taught to fear the millennium items from birth.
I reached in under my shirt and drew out a small pendant, it was a golden colored bipyramidal crystal. "Papa."
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Flashback of Kit
I was still young at the time, barely three feet tall. I had been crying in the back of my house, the young yokai had been teasing me again. Our house was made from mud mixed with a glassy substance, the work of demon wasps trained for that purpose.
"Khiti."
I looked up to see a man, my father. He was Egyptian with black hair and dark skin. "Why don't you call me Kit like everyone else?"
"Kit's not a proper name, it's just these creatures word for kid. I don't want you treated like that."
"Why? I'm a hanyou, no one else seems to care about my feelings; not even Mama."
"Even if you are half demon you are still my daughter. I want more for you than to be the village trash." He reached into a pouch around his neck and took out a small golden crystal pendant on a piece of braided string. "Hold out your hands."
I did so and he put the crystal into my open palms. "What is it?"
"You've heard of the millennium items haven't you Khiti?"
"Those are the evil things that trap yokai! Of course I've heard of them."
"I suppose to a demon it would be evil. This crystal was one of a few left over when the millennium items were made." He must have noticed me looking at the crystal as if it would bite me and hurried to say, "Don't worry Khiti, it doesn't have more than a grain of magic power, but it will help you focus your own magic."
"I can't do magic, I've tried." Papa was a sorcerer, one who had worked to control the population of monsters. I have no idea how Mama got him to marry her, perhaps I'm better off not knowing.
"You're my daughter and as my daughter you have magic, that crystal will help you find it. I know those others say a hanyou can never be as strong as a full yokai, but I've heard that magic beats physical strength every time."
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Yami Bakura
For several days after I met Kit nothing happened. I went about my usual routine, going through town, occasionally stealing something of little value. One night I went to raid one of the tombs I had removed the curse on. I was quite surprised to find that someone had been there since I had and yet had stolen nothing. I shrugged, probably someone had come in and been scared away by the curse, didn't matter, none of my treasure was stolen.
The next day I went through town to one of my favorite pawn shops. The owner and I have an agreement, I'll bring in any treasure from the pyramids, he'll buy it for something like half of what it's actually worth, and he won't say anything about where he got it. It's amazing how cooperative people can be when there is money involved, almost as cooperative as they can be when their life is involved.
As I came out of the shop I heard someone come up behind me. I didn't think anything of it, even in the day there are thieves that stalk the pawn shop. If these guys were trying to sneak up on me they were new in town, everyone else knew to avoid me. "Hold it right there, you," said a man behind me.
"And what if I don't?" I asked, turning around to give my would-be attacker my most scathing look. I stopped, this was no ordinary group of street thugs, this was a man in an odd uniform and some of the pharaoh's own guards. Had they found out about me? I was in for it now.
"Baku, you have been seen robbing the graves of the pharaohs buried out in the desert."
"Yes, I'm a tomb robber," I replied. No use lying, they obviously knew enough and anyway I didn't expect them to give me a fair chance to defend myself even if I had been innocent. "But tell me, we have never met and yet you know my name. How?"
A young man came out from behind the guards, he was about my age, dark skinned with blond hair and violet eyes.
"Malik?" I couldn't believe it, the young street rat was hanging out with the pharaoh's guards?
"Yes, Malik. I told you I would be powerful one day, and look at me. I'm one of those charged with guarding the graves from robbers like you." There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, I doubted that his only motive was a sense of honor.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to pay for all that you have done." He came up close to me. "I don't know if you knew but after you got away the boss kicked me out of the gang and blacklisted me. I was lucky to be taken in by this guy called Shadi and trained to an honest job like being a gravekeeper."
"I see." I turned and ran, there was no more to say to my old "friend" Malik or any of the guards. I just ran. Damn, they were fast, I could stay ahead of them but unless I found a series of turns or a large crowd I would have no hope of loosing them. The crowds had all dispersed, it was almost noon and everyone had gotten undercover from the hot desert sun. I'm one of those people that never gets hot, maybe my yokai blood, maybe not. That gave me one additional hope; that my pursuers would have to stop and rest before I did.
Some of the guards dropped back, not enough. Thanks to the ring I could sense that one of my pursuers had a millennium item. If I hadn't known that I would never have run, I would have used my ring to stop them, however I didn't know enough about it yet to feel confident fighting another item holder. I spotted something in the distance, the pure white shapes of the pyramids rising out of the sand dunes. I hadn't intended to come here but I knew these tombs better than anyone alive, I would be safe there.
"Baku!" Kit was suddenly there beside me. I had just passed an outcropping of rock and trees, an oasis, she must have been staying there. Kit stopped running and turned around to look at the pharaoh's guards. "This boy's with me, turn around now and no one will get hurt." She was looking over the crowed and flexing her claws absentmindedly.
"Kit, one of them has a millennium item." I had stopped running, partly to catch my breath, although I wasn't as exhausted as my pursuers, but mostly to watch.
"What!" Kit fuzzed up and I almost laughed, a scared cat is comical and a scared cat girl with her normally flat white hair flaring in all directions is even more so.
Out of the crowd stepped a man, he looked like any other Egyptian with a beard, however his left eye had been replaced by an eye made of gold, the millennium eye. "So, not only do we catch a grave robber but also a monster." Kit's ears went back and she took a crouching pose. "The pharaoh will be pleased, he doesn't like monsters running wild and attacking people, even more than he doesn't like tomb robbers."
Kit put her left hand out and muttered something; a light appeared in front of her and took the form of a gray cat with a long purplish tail. "Let's go," she shouted and grabbed my arm as she sped off toward the pyramids. "You might as well hold on, to me, I can run faster than any human and I don't know about you but I don't want those guys back there to catch up to us."
I agreed and put my arms around her neck. Normally I don't like being carried or helped. I like being able to rely on myself, but Kit was right, I didn't want to get caught and I could stand one indignity.
We reached the pyramid and I let go of Kit. "I hope I don't have to do that again, I'm no camel," she started for the opening. I recognized this pyramid as the one where my life had changed, the one that held the ring. "Might as well stay here until they forget about us, then I'm leaving, I've repaid my debt." She turned and looked at me. "You can stay here too, if you want. I'll teach you how to summon if you don't know already." She shrugged and walked away, an action that I interpreted as "do what you want, I don't care."
"Thanks, I'd be happy to learn, not that I wouldn't have figured it out myself."
Ten minutes later we were inside a room I had seen on my third visit to this tomb, it was filled with stone tablets depicting monsters. I always got a feeling from this room of power being sealed away. "These are monsters whose souls and power have been sealed into these tablets," Kit told me sadly. "What have you already learned to do with your ring?"
"I know how to seal people's souls into dolls, I can break curses and sense magic. The ring points to things I want to find too."
Kit nodded but moved a bit farther away from me. "If you can seal things summoning will be easy. Just sort of reach into the stone and call out the spirit sleeping inside." I must have looked a little puzzled and she sighed, "I can't show you on these ones, they're all too strong for me to control. In a dark game the power would come to you naturally but in this world... you just have to figure it out."
"What about that monster you summoned earlier? Couldn't you just summon that one again? Why do we even need these stones?"
"The stones are the things that the monsters are actually sealed in so it's easier to call monsters directly from the stones. The monster I called earlier was special. You see every duelist has a favorite monster, one which they resonate with perfectly, a duelist can always call that monster no matter what the situation. My creature is Little Chimera, a cat-like monster, just like me. I can't tell you what your creature will be, only that you will know it when you see it."
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Good place to stop, naturally I'm only on a roll when there is a good place to stop. This chapter was a bit awkward and I may revise it later. Hope you guys don't mind too much having some things from Kit's point of view, I'm trying to keep the point of view to the Yu-gi-oh characters but it's hard sometimes. I think part of what I'm trying to do with Kit is write about the dark games with the point of view of monsters instead of just humans. I'm not sure if that's how the story will turn out but it might go that way.
Things I do not own: Yu-gi-oh, Inu-yasha. Things I do own: Kit, I designed her, I got some inspiration from Inu-yasha but no one helped me design her. For those who don't know a hanyou is half yokai (demon), half something else (in Inu-yasha's case it's half human, half yokai).
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Kit
The night wind blew through my hair as I sat atop one of the pyramids. I would sleep here tonight, humans would not disturb the crypt. The curses that protected the pharaoh that slept in this place had been broken, probably by that young man, Baku, who helped me. My tail twitched in irritation, I owed him and I'd been taught always to repay my debts, however I needed to get as far away from the temple as fast as I could. Just because that accursed necklace was gone didn't mean I couldn't get caught, it just meant I would have to be unlucky and let my guard down. I wouldn't go back, I just wouldn't, and those priestesses could find some other poor fool to be their goddess.
How did Baku get a millennium item anyway? Those things were dangerous, especially for yokai. I remembered learning about them. Baku's millennium item could break spells, I tried to think but I couldn't remember which one was like that. There was one power that every item shared, the ability to control monsters and seal them into stone tablets. Every yokai was taught to fear the millennium items from birth.
I reached in under my shirt and drew out a small pendant, it was a golden colored bipyramidal crystal. "Papa."
..............................
Flashback of Kit
I was still young at the time, barely three feet tall. I had been crying in the back of my house, the young yokai had been teasing me again. Our house was made from mud mixed with a glassy substance, the work of demon wasps trained for that purpose.
"Khiti."
I looked up to see a man, my father. He was Egyptian with black hair and dark skin. "Why don't you call me Kit like everyone else?"
"Kit's not a proper name, it's just these creatures word for kid. I don't want you treated like that."
"Why? I'm a hanyou, no one else seems to care about my feelings; not even Mama."
"Even if you are half demon you are still my daughter. I want more for you than to be the village trash." He reached into a pouch around his neck and took out a small golden crystal pendant on a piece of braided string. "Hold out your hands."
I did so and he put the crystal into my open palms. "What is it?"
"You've heard of the millennium items haven't you Khiti?"
"Those are the evil things that trap yokai! Of course I've heard of them."
"I suppose to a demon it would be evil. This crystal was one of a few left over when the millennium items were made." He must have noticed me looking at the crystal as if it would bite me and hurried to say, "Don't worry Khiti, it doesn't have more than a grain of magic power, but it will help you focus your own magic."
"I can't do magic, I've tried." Papa was a sorcerer, one who had worked to control the population of monsters. I have no idea how Mama got him to marry her, perhaps I'm better off not knowing.
"You're my daughter and as my daughter you have magic, that crystal will help you find it. I know those others say a hanyou can never be as strong as a full yokai, but I've heard that magic beats physical strength every time."
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Yami Bakura
For several days after I met Kit nothing happened. I went about my usual routine, going through town, occasionally stealing something of little value. One night I went to raid one of the tombs I had removed the curse on. I was quite surprised to find that someone had been there since I had and yet had stolen nothing. I shrugged, probably someone had come in and been scared away by the curse, didn't matter, none of my treasure was stolen.
The next day I went through town to one of my favorite pawn shops. The owner and I have an agreement, I'll bring in any treasure from the pyramids, he'll buy it for something like half of what it's actually worth, and he won't say anything about where he got it. It's amazing how cooperative people can be when there is money involved, almost as cooperative as they can be when their life is involved.
As I came out of the shop I heard someone come up behind me. I didn't think anything of it, even in the day there are thieves that stalk the pawn shop. If these guys were trying to sneak up on me they were new in town, everyone else knew to avoid me. "Hold it right there, you," said a man behind me.
"And what if I don't?" I asked, turning around to give my would-be attacker my most scathing look. I stopped, this was no ordinary group of street thugs, this was a man in an odd uniform and some of the pharaoh's own guards. Had they found out about me? I was in for it now.
"Baku, you have been seen robbing the graves of the pharaohs buried out in the desert."
"Yes, I'm a tomb robber," I replied. No use lying, they obviously knew enough and anyway I didn't expect them to give me a fair chance to defend myself even if I had been innocent. "But tell me, we have never met and yet you know my name. How?"
A young man came out from behind the guards, he was about my age, dark skinned with blond hair and violet eyes.
"Malik?" I couldn't believe it, the young street rat was hanging out with the pharaoh's guards?
"Yes, Malik. I told you I would be powerful one day, and look at me. I'm one of those charged with guarding the graves from robbers like you." There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, I doubted that his only motive was a sense of honor.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to pay for all that you have done." He came up close to me. "I don't know if you knew but after you got away the boss kicked me out of the gang and blacklisted me. I was lucky to be taken in by this guy called Shadi and trained to an honest job like being a gravekeeper."
"I see." I turned and ran, there was no more to say to my old "friend" Malik or any of the guards. I just ran. Damn, they were fast, I could stay ahead of them but unless I found a series of turns or a large crowd I would have no hope of loosing them. The crowds had all dispersed, it was almost noon and everyone had gotten undercover from the hot desert sun. I'm one of those people that never gets hot, maybe my yokai blood, maybe not. That gave me one additional hope; that my pursuers would have to stop and rest before I did.
Some of the guards dropped back, not enough. Thanks to the ring I could sense that one of my pursuers had a millennium item. If I hadn't known that I would never have run, I would have used my ring to stop them, however I didn't know enough about it yet to feel confident fighting another item holder. I spotted something in the distance, the pure white shapes of the pyramids rising out of the sand dunes. I hadn't intended to come here but I knew these tombs better than anyone alive, I would be safe there.
"Baku!" Kit was suddenly there beside me. I had just passed an outcropping of rock and trees, an oasis, she must have been staying there. Kit stopped running and turned around to look at the pharaoh's guards. "This boy's with me, turn around now and no one will get hurt." She was looking over the crowed and flexing her claws absentmindedly.
"Kit, one of them has a millennium item." I had stopped running, partly to catch my breath, although I wasn't as exhausted as my pursuers, but mostly to watch.
"What!" Kit fuzzed up and I almost laughed, a scared cat is comical and a scared cat girl with her normally flat white hair flaring in all directions is even more so.
Out of the crowd stepped a man, he looked like any other Egyptian with a beard, however his left eye had been replaced by an eye made of gold, the millennium eye. "So, not only do we catch a grave robber but also a monster." Kit's ears went back and she took a crouching pose. "The pharaoh will be pleased, he doesn't like monsters running wild and attacking people, even more than he doesn't like tomb robbers."
Kit put her left hand out and muttered something; a light appeared in front of her and took the form of a gray cat with a long purplish tail. "Let's go," she shouted and grabbed my arm as she sped off toward the pyramids. "You might as well hold on, to me, I can run faster than any human and I don't know about you but I don't want those guys back there to catch up to us."
I agreed and put my arms around her neck. Normally I don't like being carried or helped. I like being able to rely on myself, but Kit was right, I didn't want to get caught and I could stand one indignity.
We reached the pyramid and I let go of Kit. "I hope I don't have to do that again, I'm no camel," she started for the opening. I recognized this pyramid as the one where my life had changed, the one that held the ring. "Might as well stay here until they forget about us, then I'm leaving, I've repaid my debt." She turned and looked at me. "You can stay here too, if you want. I'll teach you how to summon if you don't know already." She shrugged and walked away, an action that I interpreted as "do what you want, I don't care."
"Thanks, I'd be happy to learn, not that I wouldn't have figured it out myself."
Ten minutes later we were inside a room I had seen on my third visit to this tomb, it was filled with stone tablets depicting monsters. I always got a feeling from this room of power being sealed away. "These are monsters whose souls and power have been sealed into these tablets," Kit told me sadly. "What have you already learned to do with your ring?"
"I know how to seal people's souls into dolls, I can break curses and sense magic. The ring points to things I want to find too."
Kit nodded but moved a bit farther away from me. "If you can seal things summoning will be easy. Just sort of reach into the stone and call out the spirit sleeping inside." I must have looked a little puzzled and she sighed, "I can't show you on these ones, they're all too strong for me to control. In a dark game the power would come to you naturally but in this world... you just have to figure it out."
"What about that monster you summoned earlier? Couldn't you just summon that one again? Why do we even need these stones?"
"The stones are the things that the monsters are actually sealed in so it's easier to call monsters directly from the stones. The monster I called earlier was special. You see every duelist has a favorite monster, one which they resonate with perfectly, a duelist can always call that monster no matter what the situation. My creature is Little Chimera, a cat-like monster, just like me. I can't tell you what your creature will be, only that you will know it when you see it."
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Good place to stop, naturally I'm only on a roll when there is a good place to stop. This chapter was a bit awkward and I may revise it later. Hope you guys don't mind too much having some things from Kit's point of view, I'm trying to keep the point of view to the Yu-gi-oh characters but it's hard sometimes. I think part of what I'm trying to do with Kit is write about the dark games with the point of view of monsters instead of just humans. I'm not sure if that's how the story will turn out but it might go that way.