" I really feel almost sorry for you...Then I remember who your related to!" The red haired German said as he pointed a knife at the small boy who had just walked in. Yugi sighed tiredly, as he had been forced to follow Crawford that afternoon to one after another meeting about how he was doing so poorly in his prep school. Yugi knew that Hisagawa High just wasn't his thing, and he sorely was tempted to try and run away to get back to what his life used to be like.
" Running off won't help. You know the only way ol' Farfie is going to let you leave this stinking rat hole is if you beat him at that weird game. What's it called, ah... Agnorak. Something invented by an ancient Egyptian phao...king. Well whatever there called, I thing it's something... weird. Even for a brat like you.." Schuldig said as he stood from his black chair and slowly walked over to Yugi. Branishing his blade by the boy's ear.
" Do you think it would hurt... I mean, come on, after all that training by Farfe I'd think the pain would just fade into the background of you subconscious by now." He said, as he quickly started testing it, quite literally on the young man's face.
Yugi emitted a sharp gasp as a line of red covered his vision and the left side of his face felt like it had no purpose anymore.
" You know kid, you could make everything stop. Just like your mother, she thought of all this too, y'know. The same kind of thoughts coursed through her head. "I can't take this. I have no one left now." Isn't that the general course that is running through that head, I think it is.... "
In the room that the two were currently 'abiding' in, a door to their left opened. The white walls, and the almost all white and silver appliances were a shocking contrast to the name of leader of the group who stood with his small glasses reflecting in the light. Brad Crawford, the leader of the assassin team, Schwartz, darkness, stood there with his arms crossed over his chest in a gesture of annoyance. He didn't seem the one to show his emotions well, but he was a sharp dresser.
" Schuldig, leave him alone. For the time being, let him live with as little pain as possible. Yugi!" He said, his eyes dropping down to look at the extremely pale boy," if you want your freedom, then you have to be alone. And to truly be alone everyone around you must die. Even the ones you love. So choose your choice wisely, Farfarello is willing to play his game again. Win, and he will assure you a life where you will be truly alone. Now go and decide the fate of yourself and of those you hold precious in your heart."
" C-crawford-san..... I get it, I don't have much choice."
4 hours later in a small room there stood a Maximillion Pegasus with his younger brother. All of a sudden, Farfarello spoke solemnly " Open the gate, Max... Our duel of knife's will begin soon. My son and I will duel with the two ancient relics of the kings of Egypt and the fate of my son's destiny will be decided by how he plays. Winning or loosing does matter, but if he dies short of a victory, then his soul will be forever lost in the realm of shadows."
" Running off won't help. You know the only way ol' Farfie is going to let you leave this stinking rat hole is if you beat him at that weird game. What's it called, ah... Agnorak. Something invented by an ancient Egyptian phao...king. Well whatever there called, I thing it's something... weird. Even for a brat like you.." Schuldig said as he stood from his black chair and slowly walked over to Yugi. Branishing his blade by the boy's ear.
" Do you think it would hurt... I mean, come on, after all that training by Farfe I'd think the pain would just fade into the background of you subconscious by now." He said, as he quickly started testing it, quite literally on the young man's face.
Yugi emitted a sharp gasp as a line of red covered his vision and the left side of his face felt like it had no purpose anymore.
" You know kid, you could make everything stop. Just like your mother, she thought of all this too, y'know. The same kind of thoughts coursed through her head. "I can't take this. I have no one left now." Isn't that the general course that is running through that head, I think it is.... "
In the room that the two were currently 'abiding' in, a door to their left opened. The white walls, and the almost all white and silver appliances were a shocking contrast to the name of leader of the group who stood with his small glasses reflecting in the light. Brad Crawford, the leader of the assassin team, Schwartz, darkness, stood there with his arms crossed over his chest in a gesture of annoyance. He didn't seem the one to show his emotions well, but he was a sharp dresser.
" Schuldig, leave him alone. For the time being, let him live with as little pain as possible. Yugi!" He said, his eyes dropping down to look at the extremely pale boy," if you want your freedom, then you have to be alone. And to truly be alone everyone around you must die. Even the ones you love. So choose your choice wisely, Farfarello is willing to play his game again. Win, and he will assure you a life where you will be truly alone. Now go and decide the fate of yourself and of those you hold precious in your heart."
" C-crawford-san..... I get it, I don't have much choice."
4 hours later in a small room there stood a Maximillion Pegasus with his younger brother. All of a sudden, Farfarello spoke solemnly " Open the gate, Max... Our duel of knife's will begin soon. My son and I will duel with the two ancient relics of the kings of Egypt and the fate of my son's destiny will be decided by how he plays. Winning or loosing does matter, but if he dies short of a victory, then his soul will be forever lost in the realm of shadows."