Sorry for the lack of update, but I've been busy typing up fictions at
fictionpress. If you you're a member there, please look me up. My name is
Fallen Kitsune there.^^ Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chappy. There's a
bit of humor in this one too. Also, enjoy your plushies if you reviewed.
*throws chibi Seto plushies at reviewers*(I'm running out of characters to
give away^^')
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The obscurity seemed endless, ecplised in blackness. His hands reached out to the nothingness to guide himself, but there was nowhere to go. He didn't know how long he had been running-it had felt like hours, days maybe. At last, he fell to his knees in defeat and closed his eyes, only to reveal more darkness.
"Yugi," a faint voice called to him in the darkness, he opened his eyes, looking around. "Yugi," the voice repeated itself and now he stood up.
"Where am I?" he demanded.
Only the silence answered.
In seconds, a sudden wave of pain washed over him and he fell back into reality. White light poured around him and he slowly opened his eyes, becoming tediously adjusted to the brightness. He felt a heavenly softness beneath him, he was lying on a bed. His head turned to the left of him, he was in a room decorated with flowery wallpaper, a pink drawer and desk and an old victorian-style doll house sitting a small corner covered by thick layers of spider webs. Directly next to him sat Bakura in a small pink chair with a look of deep concern spread across his face.
"Yugi," Bakura said in a voice mixed with relief and distress, "You're awake. You've been asleep for the past two hours. Joey..."
Yugi recollected the events that had happened before he had black out. Kaiba with his knife, Joey's confession, and his attack on Yugi. Yugi grasped his chest in pain and felt a warm cover his hand. Looking down, he saw his wound had been bleeding through the white bandage that had been tightly wrapped around it.
"Where's Tristan?" Yugi's voice was strained.
"Right here," Tristan's familiar voice came from Yugi's right, Yugi turned around and smiled at the sight of him.
"What happened?" Yugi asked.
"We managed to get away from Kaiba and Joey somehow," Tristan explained, "We ran away and locked ourselves up in this room. Joey and Kaiba should be waiting for us out in the hall to come out. So we're stuck in here for a while...at least until they leave." Tristan let out a sigh. "I still can't believe Joey would just leave us like that. And attempt to murder us."
"Well," announced Bakura, "We can't really do anything now but wait."
There was silence for a few seconds. "We're going to die here, aren't we?" Yugi looked up at the ceiling, his eyes swelling with tears.
The two looked at Yugi with curiousity and surprise.
"Yugi," Bakura said in an unfamiliar tone, "That's...that's not like you."
"He's right," agreed Tristan, "You're always looking on the bright side, and now you're saying that we're not going to be able to get out of this place alive." A sudden anger filled his words. "You're not going to talk to us like that! You have to believe in us, believe that we'll survive. Sure, it looks hopeless, but you have to believe in yourself and your friends. Ok?"
Yugi smiled. "But~"
"No 'buts'! Understand?"
"Ok," Yugi nodded, smiled, "I will."
Bakura and Tristan gave Yugi approved nods.
"So how will we get out of here?" asked Bakura.
"Hmmm..." Yugi looked behind Tristan, seeing a window. "Maybe we could get out that window somehow."
Tristan and Bakura directed their attention to the window.
"Maybe," said Tristan thoughtfully, "But we'll need something to open the window. Like a crowbar, maybe. But I don't see anything like that lying around..."
"Why don't we just unlock the window?" suggested Bakura.
"Good idea, why didn't I think of that?" Tristan said.
Bakura and Tristan got up from their seat and walked toward the window. Yugi leaned up, attempting to follow them, but fell back down, holding his chest in agony and letting out a small groan. Bakura and Tristan looked back.
"Don't worry, Yug', we'll get you just as soon as we open this door," Tristan assured him.
"Thanks."
Tristan and Bakura attempted to open the window, but in vain. The window wouldn't budge an inch. Fear and panic welled in their faces and they looked at Yugi for help.
"I can't get up," said Yugi, "Maybe if you take something hard and slam it against the window, it'll open."
"Good idea," said Bakura, looking around the room, "We can use that." He pointed to the small dollhouse in the corner.
Tristan reluctantly brushed the spiderwebs off of the doll house and picked it up with Bakura's help. Together, they flung the doll house into the window, smashing the it into countless glass shards.
"Alright, it worked!" exclaimed Tristan.
"How do you do?" asked Bakura with a sly grin.
"I'm fine, how are you?" smiled Tristan.
"Well," grinned Bakura, "I'm doing great. I love your outfit, Tristan. It really suits your personality."
"Why, thankyou."
"Guys, can we please get out of here? We're in a life and death situation," reminded Yugi.
"Oh yeah," said Tristan, walking over to Yugi's bed.
He picked up Yugi, careful not to damage his cut any further and walked back to the window. At that moment, the door burst open, revealing Joey and Kaiba, both holding scythes in either hand, their faces filled with crazed grins.
"Heeere's Joey," Joey smiled, slowly walking toward the three.
"Shit!" Tristan gasped, and looked out of the window. There was a wide ledge, about a foot in front of them. He set Yugi on the ledge and waited for Bakura to climb out after Yugi. All the while, Kaiba and Joey inched closer to Tristan.
"There's only one way we're getting out of here," Tristan told himself, "And that's going to be if I let them kill me now. That should give Yugi and Bakura enough time to get out of here. It's the only way..." He looked back at Bakura and Yugi. "You guys hurry! I'll hold them off." He turned to face Seto and Joey.
"Tristan, no!" Yugi shouted, "We can't just leave you."
"Either I die, or we all die."
"He's right," Bakura admitted, "We have to go now."
Yugi shook his head, but allowed Bakura to pick him up with an effort and carry him across the the ledge. Behind them, they could hear a long scream of pain...then silence.
The night was ending soon, and a dark shade of blue began to fill the sky. The shrill of birds could be heard from every which where, and Yugi prayed for the sun to rise. Just then, Seto and Joey climbed onto the window ledge at headed toward Yugi and Bakura at full speed.
'We're not going to make it,' thought Yugi as Seto rushed toward them.
Seto held his scythe up in the air, and began to bring it down, it was only inches away from Bakura's head. Yugi shut his eyes and prepared for the worst.
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The next chappy will probably be the grand finale. Hmmm...there'll be a lot of explaining to do next time...please review! I'll be giving out Tristan plushies next time.
The obscurity seemed endless, ecplised in blackness. His hands reached out to the nothingness to guide himself, but there was nowhere to go. He didn't know how long he had been running-it had felt like hours, days maybe. At last, he fell to his knees in defeat and closed his eyes, only to reveal more darkness.
"Yugi," a faint voice called to him in the darkness, he opened his eyes, looking around. "Yugi," the voice repeated itself and now he stood up.
"Where am I?" he demanded.
Only the silence answered.
In seconds, a sudden wave of pain washed over him and he fell back into reality. White light poured around him and he slowly opened his eyes, becoming tediously adjusted to the brightness. He felt a heavenly softness beneath him, he was lying on a bed. His head turned to the left of him, he was in a room decorated with flowery wallpaper, a pink drawer and desk and an old victorian-style doll house sitting a small corner covered by thick layers of spider webs. Directly next to him sat Bakura in a small pink chair with a look of deep concern spread across his face.
"Yugi," Bakura said in a voice mixed with relief and distress, "You're awake. You've been asleep for the past two hours. Joey..."
Yugi recollected the events that had happened before he had black out. Kaiba with his knife, Joey's confession, and his attack on Yugi. Yugi grasped his chest in pain and felt a warm cover his hand. Looking down, he saw his wound had been bleeding through the white bandage that had been tightly wrapped around it.
"Where's Tristan?" Yugi's voice was strained.
"Right here," Tristan's familiar voice came from Yugi's right, Yugi turned around and smiled at the sight of him.
"What happened?" Yugi asked.
"We managed to get away from Kaiba and Joey somehow," Tristan explained, "We ran away and locked ourselves up in this room. Joey and Kaiba should be waiting for us out in the hall to come out. So we're stuck in here for a while...at least until they leave." Tristan let out a sigh. "I still can't believe Joey would just leave us like that. And attempt to murder us."
"Well," announced Bakura, "We can't really do anything now but wait."
There was silence for a few seconds. "We're going to die here, aren't we?" Yugi looked up at the ceiling, his eyes swelling with tears.
The two looked at Yugi with curiousity and surprise.
"Yugi," Bakura said in an unfamiliar tone, "That's...that's not like you."
"He's right," agreed Tristan, "You're always looking on the bright side, and now you're saying that we're not going to be able to get out of this place alive." A sudden anger filled his words. "You're not going to talk to us like that! You have to believe in us, believe that we'll survive. Sure, it looks hopeless, but you have to believe in yourself and your friends. Ok?"
Yugi smiled. "But~"
"No 'buts'! Understand?"
"Ok," Yugi nodded, smiled, "I will."
Bakura and Tristan gave Yugi approved nods.
"So how will we get out of here?" asked Bakura.
"Hmmm..." Yugi looked behind Tristan, seeing a window. "Maybe we could get out that window somehow."
Tristan and Bakura directed their attention to the window.
"Maybe," said Tristan thoughtfully, "But we'll need something to open the window. Like a crowbar, maybe. But I don't see anything like that lying around..."
"Why don't we just unlock the window?" suggested Bakura.
"Good idea, why didn't I think of that?" Tristan said.
Bakura and Tristan got up from their seat and walked toward the window. Yugi leaned up, attempting to follow them, but fell back down, holding his chest in agony and letting out a small groan. Bakura and Tristan looked back.
"Don't worry, Yug', we'll get you just as soon as we open this door," Tristan assured him.
"Thanks."
Tristan and Bakura attempted to open the window, but in vain. The window wouldn't budge an inch. Fear and panic welled in their faces and they looked at Yugi for help.
"I can't get up," said Yugi, "Maybe if you take something hard and slam it against the window, it'll open."
"Good idea," said Bakura, looking around the room, "We can use that." He pointed to the small dollhouse in the corner.
Tristan reluctantly brushed the spiderwebs off of the doll house and picked it up with Bakura's help. Together, they flung the doll house into the window, smashing the it into countless glass shards.
"Alright, it worked!" exclaimed Tristan.
"How do you do?" asked Bakura with a sly grin.
"I'm fine, how are you?" smiled Tristan.
"Well," grinned Bakura, "I'm doing great. I love your outfit, Tristan. It really suits your personality."
"Why, thankyou."
"Guys, can we please get out of here? We're in a life and death situation," reminded Yugi.
"Oh yeah," said Tristan, walking over to Yugi's bed.
He picked up Yugi, careful not to damage his cut any further and walked back to the window. At that moment, the door burst open, revealing Joey and Kaiba, both holding scythes in either hand, their faces filled with crazed grins.
"Heeere's Joey," Joey smiled, slowly walking toward the three.
"Shit!" Tristan gasped, and looked out of the window. There was a wide ledge, about a foot in front of them. He set Yugi on the ledge and waited for Bakura to climb out after Yugi. All the while, Kaiba and Joey inched closer to Tristan.
"There's only one way we're getting out of here," Tristan told himself, "And that's going to be if I let them kill me now. That should give Yugi and Bakura enough time to get out of here. It's the only way..." He looked back at Bakura and Yugi. "You guys hurry! I'll hold them off." He turned to face Seto and Joey.
"Tristan, no!" Yugi shouted, "We can't just leave you."
"Either I die, or we all die."
"He's right," Bakura admitted, "We have to go now."
Yugi shook his head, but allowed Bakura to pick him up with an effort and carry him across the the ledge. Behind them, they could hear a long scream of pain...then silence.
The night was ending soon, and a dark shade of blue began to fill the sky. The shrill of birds could be heard from every which where, and Yugi prayed for the sun to rise. Just then, Seto and Joey climbed onto the window ledge at headed toward Yugi and Bakura at full speed.
'We're not going to make it,' thought Yugi as Seto rushed toward them.
Seto held his scythe up in the air, and began to bring it down, it was only inches away from Bakura's head. Yugi shut his eyes and prepared for the worst.
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The next chappy will probably be the grand finale. Hmmm...there'll be a lot of explaining to do next time...please review! I'll be giving out Tristan plushies next time.
