Chapter 4
Bakura's Torture

Bakura's eyes opened. He was standing somewhere in the dark. He knew he wasn't in his room anymore.

"Bakura! Nice to see you..." A deep and familiar voice growled from behind Bakura.

Bakura spun around. He saw a pair of glowing red eyes in the darkness that could only belong to one person, Yami Bakura.

Yami Bakura stepped out of the shadows and closer to Bakura, "Training shall now begin!" His eyes stopped glowing and an evil grin appeared on his face. "Now...launch a dark energy ball at me!"

Bakura quivered but did as he was told. Bakura opened his hand and began to make a dark energy ball. Sweat ran down his face as he put more and more of his energy into the ball. He finally launched the dark energy ball, which was as big as a tennis ball, at Yami Bakura.

Yami Bakura put his hand up and caught it. He squeezed it till it disappeared. "What was that?!" Yami Bakura's grin was now a frown; he growled viciously at Bakura, "Do you want to see an energy ball?! I'll show you an energy ball!" Immediately he formed a ball ten times the size of Bakura's and launched it at him.

Bakura covered his face with his arms. The energy ball hit him with great force. It sent him flying backwards. He lied on the ground. Tears dripped silently from his eyes. Everything seemed to hurt.

"Get up!" Yami Bakura walked over, "I said get up!" He kicked Bakura in the ribs. The force of the kick sent Bakura's broken rib far into his chest. Bakura hollered in pain.

Yami Bakura looked at him, "What's wrong with you? I didn't even kick you that hard!" Yami Bakura bent down and felt Bakura's ribs. One of the ribs descended into Bakura's body as Yami Bakura touched it. Bakura cringed.

Yami Bakura's eyes narrowed, "I see what's wrong with you!" Yami Bakura got up and kicked Bakura in the ribs again. The broken rib, again, descended into Bakura's body, Bakura howled like a wounded dog. His breathing was deep and sweat ran down his face.

Yami Bakura didn't seem to react to Bakura's pain. He turned his back on Bakura and said, "Look what you've done to our body! My training hasn't taught you anything!"

Bakura slowly lifted his head, "Please Yami Bakura. Give me another chance."

"And how many chances have I given you so far?" Yami Bakura spun around and looked angrily at Bakura. "I have given you too many already, you don't deserve more!"

More tears dripped down Bakura's face. "Please," He said in a whisper, "Please, Yami Bakura."

Yami Bakura's eyes narrowed more. He grabbed Bakura by the coiler and lifted him over his head. Yami Bakura stared with cold, unfeeling eyes at Bakura. "Your lucky! I'm giving you another chance out of the kindness of my heart..." Yami Bakura smiled deviously, "If I even have one!" He put Bakura down and grabbed Bakura's arm where the bully's knife had cut him. Black flames made of dark energy started to come from Yami Bakura's hand. Bakura sobbed as the dark flames burned through the wrapped bandages and licked his wound.

"May that be a lesson in itself," Yami Bakura hissed. He let go of Bakura's arm and the flames subsided.

Bakura clutched his arm and tears rolled down his face. Blood dripped from between his fingers. "Yes sir..." Bakura said looking down.

Yami Bakura dipped his fingers in the blood that fell on the floor. He then licked it off. Bakura looked up and watched in horror. Yami Bakura looked back, an evil grin on his face, "What? I'm just having a little snack before we continue!"

Bakura looked at Yami Bakura's now bloody teeth. His lips curled up as he smiled, revealing his canines, which were sharp and pointy and made him look like he was a vampire. That and the pale, milky white skin that was the same color as Bakura's. Bakura shivered, "You...drink blood?"

Yami Bakura continued to smile as if he drank the blood, just to creep Bakura out. "Why not?" He said, now licking the blood off his teeth. He chuckled evilly. "So," he continued, "Let's proceed with your training!" He stared at Bakura with a devious look.

Bakura shivered more. He did not want to proceed with his training; he didn't even want to be there in the first place. He knew, however, if he refused, Yami Bakura would torture him worse. Slowly Bakura nodded, knowing that was his only choice.

The gruesome training began again. "Come on sissy boy! Bring it on," Yami Bakura mocked, as Bakura struggled to do his best.

Bakura tried hard to make another dark energy ball. His energy was running quite low and he couldn't summon enough strength to complete the energy ball. He released the energy ball because he couldn't hold it anymore. The energy ball, slightly larger than the last, hurtled towards Yami Bakura.

Yami Bakura moved out of the way effortlessly and the ball that Bakura had worked so hard on disappeared in the distance. "That was weak! You are weak!" Yami Bakura stared at Bakura with intensive eyes. "You deserve this treatment!" Yami Bakura fired a small energy ball at Bakura's collarbone. Bakura was so weak and low on energy that he fell to his knees.

"A tiny dark energy ball made you fall to your knees?! How weak are you?!" Yami Bakura walked up right next to Bakura and kicked him in the face.

Bakura covered his face with his hands. Luckily, Yami Bakura hadn't kicked Bakura too hard and his face wasn't bleeding, but that hadn't been the end of Bakura's torture.

"Get up weakling," Yami Bakura hissed. He grabbed Bakura by the coiler and pulled him to his feet. "You are so weak," He yelled in Bakura's face. "Sniveling fool! Plead for your life!" Yami Bakura hit his palm into Bakura's side sending Bakura's rib far into his body.

Bakura couldn't hold back, he started yelling in pain and tears poured from his eyes. "Please Yami," He said between sobs, "Have mercy!" Bakura's crying was answered by Yami Bakura's cold-hearted laughter.

The laughter hurt Bakura worse than anything. It tore into his heart like a frozen knife.

"You are such a wimp," Yami Bakura said and threw Bakura on his face, hard against the ground. Yami Bakura continued his laughing and walked back off into the shadows. He and his laughing faded and Bakura was alone.