A/N: I don't own Yugioh. I am soooooooooo sorry for not updating in.(checks
calendar and flips through the whole thing) .er, a _long_ time.Anyway, now
that I'm on my school break, I can dictate more time into writing fanfics!
And once again, I apologize sincerely for all those people waiting for this
chapter!
~*~
Pegasus tried to hide his apprehension with a haughty scoff. "Do you actually think your measly strength can defeat me, Yami?"
"That is what we shall find out, will we not?" Yami flashed his own trademark smirk, glaring dangerously at Pegasus. If looks could kill, the silver-haired vampire would feel the sensation of being boiled alive, whipped, and mutilated.
A guttural tone escaped Pegasus' throat, though not conscious to the owner. The current vampire leader swallowed, licked his parched lips, then continued, "And how do you propose we settle this.little match?"
"Easy." Yami retrieved two daggers that were concealed behind his jacket; each one donned an inky black handle embedded with glistening green jewels and bordered with gold. The blade was polished to catch the first rays of the sun---clear, shining, and beautiful. "I'm sure you know that being vampires, we're obliterated when a stake is thrust through our hearts."
Pegasus was beginning to catch on, and a bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead. It was a game to the end---there's no mercy, sympathy, compassion. If he loses, not only will he disown his title, but also his immortality.his life.
The tri-color haired being casually threw one of the daggers at Pegasus. It was a fast, polished aim; a flash of silver piercing through the air, heading straight for the other player. Pegasus snapped a hand up, just in time to catch the knife by the blade with two pale fingers.
Yami whirled his own weapon, a strategy forming in his mind. "I'm sure these daggers are self-explanatory, but to make it fair, I'll explain anyway.
This is a game of brute strength; no magic, no summons, nothing. The first to fall with the knife protruding from his chest loses. There shall be no pleas or attempt to surrender. If the case does occur, you automatically lose your life along with your title."
Yami raised an eyebrow. "Understood?"
Tracing his own lethal tool, Pegasus gritted his teeth nervously. What if he loses.? No! He mustn't think like that! Who is this.boy!...to challenge him, the king of demons? He'll show that pathetic little brat why no one ever crosses his path!
"Start the game!" he all but sneered, clenching the hilt of the provided weapon until his knuckles turned white.
"As you wish."
In the blink of an eye, the smaller of the two opponents charged up to the man with amazing speed. Treads of silver clashed, a ringing that echoed through the air and resounded off the ancient pillars, the brief shine disappearing as quick as it had come. Grunted and battle cried rang out, each creature not willing to give in to the other. The scraping of metal was all about them now, almost like a normal, expectant sound.
Block. Strike. Jump. That was Yami's routine. But the young man knew he wouldn't be able to last very long at this rate. Pegasus was strong.much stronger that he had anticipated. Sooner of later, he wouldn't have the strength to carry on. But there was something wrong with the leader's tactic. It was.
Yami's brows knitted into a frown. What was it? The boy scrutinized Pegasus' moves carefully, also being well aware to defend himself in the process. So far, the damages done were even. But power seemed to be in Pegasus' favor.
The white-haired demon lashed out, a quick attack to the human eye, but Yami easily saw it coming and leaped out of the way. Pegasus cursed, then prepared to launch another assault.
.Wait.of course! _Speed_ Pegasus may have the muscles, but he lacked in speed. Yami realized that last attack had been like slow motion to him; he could see every one of Pegasus' moves. Well now, it seems this whole thing's about to be turned around.
"You're too slow, Pegasus!" Yami chuckled, sauntering to safety when the old man attempted to score a death point on him. "You just don't have the agility. By using all your might, you're wearing yourself down."
And he was right.
The so-called leader of the vampires was heaving for breath, his chest rising and falling too frequently in staggered intakes of air. Droplets of sweat poured down his forehead, flattening his silver mane to his neck and making him look weak, tired, and decrepit.
Pegasus growled, hurling the dagger whilst yelling, "It's not over yet, Yami! I'm still the king of demons! And you are _nothing_!"
Raising a perfect brow in amusement at such an impetuous act, Yami flipped behind one of the large, stone pillars. The shadows hid his body from view, acting like an invisible cloak. Good. He'll need that.
Heavy breathing could be heard advancing toward the setting the knife was thrown at. There was a loud string of curses as Pegasus lost sight of Yami. Grabbing the hilt and pulling it out of the stone not too kindly, the vampire screamed, "Yami, you coward! You're scared, aren't you? That's why you went into hiding! Come out and fight to the death, just like you said so yourself!"
That comment must have stricken a nerve.
Yami leaped out of the shadows and pinned Pegasus to the ground. A deep, low, menacing growl escaped his throat as he glared at his victim with murderous blood eyes.
"_What_ did you say?" A cool wind blew back the bolts of gold from his face, revealing more of those crimson orbs and enhancing the foreboding appearance.
Pegasus eyed the dagger dangling beside his heart warily. This was the end of him. He knew it. But he's not going to let this filthy little sneak have the last laugh.
An insane laugh sounded, one not of Yami's.
"Oh, Yami. I never knew you could be such a cheater, sneaking up to your opponent instead of fighting them face to face. You're proving that you can't beat me in a real battle, so that's why you did what you did. _It was your last resort_."
Pegasus raised his head to the sky, continuing his inane chortle, as if beckoning the heavens to laugh along with him.
"That's enough!" Yami snapped furiously, snatching up the other dagger Pegasus had dropped.
With one swift, vicious, determined move, the twin blades were plunged into the other's heart. Splashes of dark red spilled out of the double gashes, leaking into the brown earth. Yami's own hands were stained with the same ruby substance, those that slid down his arms and ended in bloody trickles at his elbow. The burgundy shirt Pegasus wore was dapple in the same inevitable color, creating a beautiful, ghastly harmonization that undifferentiated the truth from the false.
Then there was a cry, one that Yami will never forget. It was one of a bitter ending, filled with malice and revenge. It seemed even in his near- death, the white-haired demon wanted to grasped his vengeance and destroy the one that deprived him of his title and immortality.
The scream resiliented off the walls of the ancient structures, rippling like waves of thunder through the air. It echoed in Yami's ear for longer than he dared to remember, the sounds of suffering and hatred.
Pegasus gasped for breath, choking own his own blood. Red bile seeped out of his mouth, dribbling down his chin. But the being took no notice of that. He focused the last of his strength to glare at Yami, dark eyes* blazing with frozen fire.
"Watch your back, Yami. You haven't won yet."
And then his body deteriorated, from the feet up, almost like tiny bits of data, lost forever with the wind. The particles flowed in streams, bringing with it colors of red and white. Just before the deletion was complete, Pegasus emitted one last hoot of resentful laughter before ceasing to exist from the world completely.
Yami started at the red-stained daggers in his hand. The cackles still remained in his head, along with the terrifying warning. But.Pegasus won't be back. Vampires can't resurrect themselves. He, Yami, was now the king of all demons. Everyone was to bow down to him and follow his every command.
And he wanted Yugi alive.
~*~ *Does Pegasus have brown or blue eyes? Please correct me if I'm wrong!^_^
Yami: That was a weird ending.
YK: I'm tired.what do you expect.? Need sleep.Zzzzzzzzz (*head falls on keyboard and accidentally presses "Z") zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Yami: (*Pulls YK's head up*) Weren't you asleep in the last A/N?
YK: Yes, but I was tired then, too. (to readers) sorry this chappie's a bit short.
Yami: She needs to think of how to resurrect---ow!
YK: (pulls back her mallet) Shhh! That's for the next chappie! (Smiles innocently at readers) Please R&R if you want to find out what's going to happen in the next chapter!^_^
~*~
Pegasus tried to hide his apprehension with a haughty scoff. "Do you actually think your measly strength can defeat me, Yami?"
"That is what we shall find out, will we not?" Yami flashed his own trademark smirk, glaring dangerously at Pegasus. If looks could kill, the silver-haired vampire would feel the sensation of being boiled alive, whipped, and mutilated.
A guttural tone escaped Pegasus' throat, though not conscious to the owner. The current vampire leader swallowed, licked his parched lips, then continued, "And how do you propose we settle this.little match?"
"Easy." Yami retrieved two daggers that were concealed behind his jacket; each one donned an inky black handle embedded with glistening green jewels and bordered with gold. The blade was polished to catch the first rays of the sun---clear, shining, and beautiful. "I'm sure you know that being vampires, we're obliterated when a stake is thrust through our hearts."
Pegasus was beginning to catch on, and a bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead. It was a game to the end---there's no mercy, sympathy, compassion. If he loses, not only will he disown his title, but also his immortality.his life.
The tri-color haired being casually threw one of the daggers at Pegasus. It was a fast, polished aim; a flash of silver piercing through the air, heading straight for the other player. Pegasus snapped a hand up, just in time to catch the knife by the blade with two pale fingers.
Yami whirled his own weapon, a strategy forming in his mind. "I'm sure these daggers are self-explanatory, but to make it fair, I'll explain anyway.
This is a game of brute strength; no magic, no summons, nothing. The first to fall with the knife protruding from his chest loses. There shall be no pleas or attempt to surrender. If the case does occur, you automatically lose your life along with your title."
Yami raised an eyebrow. "Understood?"
Tracing his own lethal tool, Pegasus gritted his teeth nervously. What if he loses.? No! He mustn't think like that! Who is this.boy!...to challenge him, the king of demons? He'll show that pathetic little brat why no one ever crosses his path!
"Start the game!" he all but sneered, clenching the hilt of the provided weapon until his knuckles turned white.
"As you wish."
In the blink of an eye, the smaller of the two opponents charged up to the man with amazing speed. Treads of silver clashed, a ringing that echoed through the air and resounded off the ancient pillars, the brief shine disappearing as quick as it had come. Grunted and battle cried rang out, each creature not willing to give in to the other. The scraping of metal was all about them now, almost like a normal, expectant sound.
Block. Strike. Jump. That was Yami's routine. But the young man knew he wouldn't be able to last very long at this rate. Pegasus was strong.much stronger that he had anticipated. Sooner of later, he wouldn't have the strength to carry on. But there was something wrong with the leader's tactic. It was.
Yami's brows knitted into a frown. What was it? The boy scrutinized Pegasus' moves carefully, also being well aware to defend himself in the process. So far, the damages done were even. But power seemed to be in Pegasus' favor.
The white-haired demon lashed out, a quick attack to the human eye, but Yami easily saw it coming and leaped out of the way. Pegasus cursed, then prepared to launch another assault.
.Wait.of course! _Speed_ Pegasus may have the muscles, but he lacked in speed. Yami realized that last attack had been like slow motion to him; he could see every one of Pegasus' moves. Well now, it seems this whole thing's about to be turned around.
"You're too slow, Pegasus!" Yami chuckled, sauntering to safety when the old man attempted to score a death point on him. "You just don't have the agility. By using all your might, you're wearing yourself down."
And he was right.
The so-called leader of the vampires was heaving for breath, his chest rising and falling too frequently in staggered intakes of air. Droplets of sweat poured down his forehead, flattening his silver mane to his neck and making him look weak, tired, and decrepit.
Pegasus growled, hurling the dagger whilst yelling, "It's not over yet, Yami! I'm still the king of demons! And you are _nothing_!"
Raising a perfect brow in amusement at such an impetuous act, Yami flipped behind one of the large, stone pillars. The shadows hid his body from view, acting like an invisible cloak. Good. He'll need that.
Heavy breathing could be heard advancing toward the setting the knife was thrown at. There was a loud string of curses as Pegasus lost sight of Yami. Grabbing the hilt and pulling it out of the stone not too kindly, the vampire screamed, "Yami, you coward! You're scared, aren't you? That's why you went into hiding! Come out and fight to the death, just like you said so yourself!"
That comment must have stricken a nerve.
Yami leaped out of the shadows and pinned Pegasus to the ground. A deep, low, menacing growl escaped his throat as he glared at his victim with murderous blood eyes.
"_What_ did you say?" A cool wind blew back the bolts of gold from his face, revealing more of those crimson orbs and enhancing the foreboding appearance.
Pegasus eyed the dagger dangling beside his heart warily. This was the end of him. He knew it. But he's not going to let this filthy little sneak have the last laugh.
An insane laugh sounded, one not of Yami's.
"Oh, Yami. I never knew you could be such a cheater, sneaking up to your opponent instead of fighting them face to face. You're proving that you can't beat me in a real battle, so that's why you did what you did. _It was your last resort_."
Pegasus raised his head to the sky, continuing his inane chortle, as if beckoning the heavens to laugh along with him.
"That's enough!" Yami snapped furiously, snatching up the other dagger Pegasus had dropped.
With one swift, vicious, determined move, the twin blades were plunged into the other's heart. Splashes of dark red spilled out of the double gashes, leaking into the brown earth. Yami's own hands were stained with the same ruby substance, those that slid down his arms and ended in bloody trickles at his elbow. The burgundy shirt Pegasus wore was dapple in the same inevitable color, creating a beautiful, ghastly harmonization that undifferentiated the truth from the false.
Then there was a cry, one that Yami will never forget. It was one of a bitter ending, filled with malice and revenge. It seemed even in his near- death, the white-haired demon wanted to grasped his vengeance and destroy the one that deprived him of his title and immortality.
The scream resiliented off the walls of the ancient structures, rippling like waves of thunder through the air. It echoed in Yami's ear for longer than he dared to remember, the sounds of suffering and hatred.
Pegasus gasped for breath, choking own his own blood. Red bile seeped out of his mouth, dribbling down his chin. But the being took no notice of that. He focused the last of his strength to glare at Yami, dark eyes* blazing with frozen fire.
"Watch your back, Yami. You haven't won yet."
And then his body deteriorated, from the feet up, almost like tiny bits of data, lost forever with the wind. The particles flowed in streams, bringing with it colors of red and white. Just before the deletion was complete, Pegasus emitted one last hoot of resentful laughter before ceasing to exist from the world completely.
Yami started at the red-stained daggers in his hand. The cackles still remained in his head, along with the terrifying warning. But.Pegasus won't be back. Vampires can't resurrect themselves. He, Yami, was now the king of all demons. Everyone was to bow down to him and follow his every command.
And he wanted Yugi alive.
~*~ *Does Pegasus have brown or blue eyes? Please correct me if I'm wrong!^_^
Yami: That was a weird ending.
YK: I'm tired.what do you expect.? Need sleep.Zzzzzzzzz (*head falls on keyboard and accidentally presses "Z") zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Yami: (*Pulls YK's head up*) Weren't you asleep in the last A/N?
YK: Yes, but I was tired then, too. (to readers) sorry this chappie's a bit short.
Yami: She needs to think of how to resurrect---ow!
YK: (pulls back her mallet) Shhh! That's for the next chappie! (Smiles innocently at readers) Please R&R if you want to find out what's going to happen in the next chapter!^_^