Chapter 3: Seto Kaiba: Demon Hunter
Heh, I told you all that I would get this up as soon as humanly possible. This is where it gets good. PLEASE R&R! I only have one review. Oh, and I do not own Yugioh or Legend. This is basically a Legend crossover but it just has the plot line from Legend. Anyway, enjoy! ^. ^ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ciarda walked off the gangplank, Nightmare following behind her. The wharf was lined with old warehouses. Crates of different sorts were stacked by the old buildings, and the stench of stagnant seawater hung in the air. "Thank you Blun-" Ciarda was about to thank Blunder for the free voyage but was surprised to see the ship gone already. It was quiet; too quiet. The only sounds were the gentle lapping of the water against the concrete docks, and the distant barking of a seal. 'But where do I go from here? What do I do?' Ciarda's thoughts were interrupted by a fierce squeak that was immediately brought to a halt. Nightmare had just impaled a fairly large rat with his horn. He shook off the rat, lapped into his fanged mouth, and started crunching on the poor creature before swallowing. Minutes later, Nightmare went into a coughing fit, and spat out the bones. "Are you quite done?" She asked as she leaned lazily against the crates. But before Nightmare could reply, the still, quiet afternoon was destroyed by a loud scream.
"Somebody help me!" The voice bellowed.
"Sounds like someone's in trouble. Come on!" Ciarda mounted Nightmare and galloped towards the direction of the cry for help. Afternoon turned quickly to dusk as Ciarda and Nightmare battled the labyrinth of warehouses before they had gotten there. Two cloaked figures surrounded a small boy, kicking and beating on him.
"Where's your big brother now?" The largest figure said.
"I'll fight you! I chose my quest and I'm going to stick with it!" The boy said.
"You really shouldn't pick on people younger and smaller than you. You never know when it'll come back and haunt you." Ciarda stepped out from the darkness.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't a little demon elf. Go back to your little oak tree and-"
"Silence you incompetent fools!" Ciarda screeched.
"Listen sweetie, if you don't go home, you'll get killed." The large figure said again.
The smaller figure just stared at her, muttering to himself. "Triangular hunter tattoos on both sides of the face, piercing blue eyes, long, braided black hair, skimpy hunting outfit…Oh God! Odeon! Ditch the kid, you really don't want to pick a fight with that one, that girl is Ciarda. The demon elf that's known for slaughtering entire glory's of unicorns. She'll destroy anybody in her way." ((A.N. A glory is what a herd of unicorns is called))
"Shut up!" The big cloaked figure said, and what looked like the leader.
"Your friend is wise. Knowing who I am and what I am capable of. If you're wise, you'll turn tail and run." Ciarda said sternly, the smaller figure frantically leaving as if he saw Death square in the face.
"Fine, run then." The leader said. "It's my fight now." The figure lunged toward Ciarda with a large sword. Ciarda darted to the side. The figure went at her again. She pulled out her projectile spear, still in its compact form. The figure called Odeon raised his sword over his head, ready to slice Ciarda's skull in half. Ciarda readied her self, pressed the silver button, and SHUK! The spear had impaled Odeon. Ciarda pressed another button, pushing the spear back into its compact form. The dead body lay on the ground, and a shallow pool of crimson liquid trickled out from the impaled wound. "You can come out now little boy; they're gone." Ciarda said as the boy stepped out from his hiding place from behind the crates.
The boy was absolutely adorable! He had long, black hair down to his waist, deep, liquid blue eyes, and an orange and white striped shirt with blue jeans and old sneakers.
"Why were those goons hurting you?" Ciarda asked.
"Hurting? Me? Ha! I was the one fighting them. I just got a little sidetracked. My quest I have chosen is to kill those unicorn hunters. I am Mokuba Kaiba, and I'm going to be a great hero and fight evil demon creatures and unicorn hunters." Mokuba said proudly.
"Heh, I'm Ciarda. I used to kill unicorns, but not anymore; and, this is Nightmare, my demon unicorn. I'm a demon elf. It's a long story of how I got this way.
"My big brother's going to be so mad at me for running away. I just wanted to go no a quest so much..."
"Don't worry, you'll go on a quest one day, I you'll be the hero." Ciarda said as Mokuba's bruised body collapsed in her lap.
"What did you do to my brother?!" An angry voice called out from the dark.
"Who's there?" Ciarda said as she turned into her Yami.
"I see you're a demon. Do you have any idea who I am?" The voice called out. Ciarda folded her wings and looked behind her. A teenager with chestnut brown hair and blue eyes stepped forward. He wore a white studded trench coat that covered his black clothing. He looked at the dead unicorn hunter, his eyes still open in terror. A look of disgust spread on his face, cringing even more as he saw his beaten little brother unconscious in Ciarda's arms.
"Listen, I admit I killed that guy over there, and that I have a reputation for murdering those that stand in my way; but I would never beat and innocent child. I was trying to rescue him from those guys and-"
"Cut the crap! I know how your kind is. Savage demonic beasts that killed my family. Ever since your kind killed off my family, a wound has been made. And killing every demon and unicorn hunter makes my wound heal a little more. I am Seto Kaiba, demon hunter." Seto reached into his coat, and pulled out a spiked whip.
"Did you see just what happened to that guy? Listen, I'm sorry about your family but, we have to find a place to stay for the night." Ciarda said as she picked up Mokuba and lay his limp body on Nightmare's back. "Nightmare, get Mokuba to a safe spot. If I don't come back in about an hour, try to get some help." Cairda said as she pulled out a length of rope from Nightmare's saddlebags, and tied Mokuba's hands around Nightmare's neck. "Take care of him. Now, go!" Ciarda said as Nightmare galloped into the night. The inky-black sky was now sprinkled with silvery stars.
"After I kill you, I'm going to hunt down that beast." Seto said. With quick speed and agility, he slashed cuts into Ciarda's sides with the whip. Ciarda doubled over in pain, cursing under her breath. Seto then took the spear from Ciarda's grasp. "I like this spear of yours." Seto said, pressing the silver button. Like a butterfly nailed to a pin board, the head of the spear pierced Ciarda's wing. The pain was so intense, she screeched out in sheer agony.
"Nightmare. Help me!" She screamed, hoping Nightmare wasn't too far away. Ciarda heard nothing. No fierce whinnies, no 'I'm coming, milady!' no nothing. All that was heard was Ciarda's tormented screaming, and Seto's insane laughing. He then pulled out the spear, turned it around, and hit her in the back of the head: rendering her unconscious.
"Heh, poor lass. I'm sure she's dead. A blow like that could've caused some serious damage-what the?! Seto stared in shock as the spear he gripped in his hands transformed into the scepter. A look of both shock and fear spread across his face. "Forget this! She's probably dead." Seto said as he took one last look at Ciarda, dropped the scepter with a loud clank, and dashed off towards the direction in which Nightmare ran off to.
Ciarda lay on the cold concrete, both wounded and helpless. It was the crack of thunder that had awakened her. Cold rain started to pour down from the sky. The thunder cracked again. It reminded her of what she had lost, her family, her gentle nature, and her happiness. It reminded her of what she had gained, a great skill with a spear, a demon unicorn stallion thought only to belong to the most powerful and corrupt sorcerers, and most of all, her demoness form. With it, she was nearly unstoppable. She stared at the puncture wound on her black wing. "My wounds…I gotta find Nightmare." Ciarda weakly picked up the scepter and supported her weight on it. "I wonder how this thing can locate unicorns." Ciarda staggered along a few feet before realizing that the scepter was giving off a warm, red glow at the orb. "Glowing…why?" The rain had quickly turned to snow, reminding Ciarda of what she had done. "No…what have I done? Did I do this? All because I killed unicorns?" Ciarda whimpered as she recalled the diary entry that spoke of the eternal ice age. "I'll make things right, I promise." With that, Ciarda's knees buckled together, causing her to collapse into a small pile of freshly fallen snow.
"Easy Nightmare, we'll help find her." One of the two men said. "Come on Ryou! You're holding us back."
A teenager, no more than fifteen years old shuffled through the snow banks. His shoulder-length white hair whipped at his face as the frigid, howling wind stung his cheeks like small knives. He shivered, clutching his arms close to his body as he trudged on. "I'm sorry Bakura, I'm just now used to snow. I never quite enjoyed it." Ryou said as he tripped over what he thought was another snow bank.
"how can you be tripping over things, Ryou? You barely touched your drink at the bar." Bakura snapped.
"I'm sorry. I just tripped over something, and now my foot's caught in some donut-shaped ring." Ryou said as he tried to shake off the ring, pulling out a length of braided obsidian hair. After managing to get the ring off, Ryou brushed off the snow, revealing with many cuts and wounds, and a hole in what looked like a wing. "Hey Bakura! Nightmare! Is this her?" Ryou yelled. Bakura and Nightmare rushed to where Ryou discovered the body.
"So this is Ciarda. Slayer of unicorns…" Bakura trailed off.
"Is she…dead?" Ryou asked.
Bakura knelt down to check her pulse. "I feel a heartbeat, but it's very faint.
"She should be okay. The snow must've slowed the bleeding." Nightmare said. "I should've stayed with her and brought Mokuba home after we fought him."
"Who's him?" Bakura asked.
"Seto Kaiba. He calls himself a demon hunter." Nightmare snorted in disgust.
"Don't worry Nightmare," Ryou said reassuringly. "Seto hates everyone whom he thinks is a demon. So I'm sure it wasn't a personal grudge."
"But you must remember Ryou, Kaiba's personal grudge is on every demon known to man. And Ciarda had many enemies, and is well known." Bakura spat. "And you Nightmare, next time when you get help for someone, try to tell us the person's name. It would give us more motivation instead of a 'You two come with me, Milady's in trouble.'"
Nightmare snorted, as if he was pretending that a comment like that was never spoken. "Let's just get her to your place before she dies out here. Ryou, you're in front, Ciarda will be in the middle, and Bakura will be in back. That way, she'll be warmer. Wrap her in the cloak, it's in my saddlebag." Nightmare said as Bakura reached into the saddlebag, pulling out a black cloak and wrapping Ciarda in it.
"Can't we use these alicorns to heal her?" Ryou suggested.
"When we get to your house. Right now, there's not much time." Nightmare said as Ryou put the alicorns back, and picked up Ciarda's scepter; deciding to ask her later what it was for. They had mounted on Nightmare, and with a might whinny, galloped into the night. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Unicornluver4life: weeee! Done with my chapter! **Does happy dance**
Seto: WHY THE HECK DID YOU MAKE ME SAY 'LASS' I'M NOT SCOTTISH!
Unicornluver4life: dunno, it just somehow fit with you for some reason.
Seto: FIT ME?
Unicornluver4Life: OOH! Somebody needs anger management courses
Seto: ANGER MANAGEMENT?!? I'LL SHOW YOU ANGER MANAGEMENT! **get's Darkness figuring and throws it out the window** (Darkness is the name of the baddie from Legend)
Unicornluver4life:NOOOOOOO! **jumps out window after Darkness figurine** PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Heh, I told you all that I would get this up as soon as humanly possible. This is where it gets good. PLEASE R&R! I only have one review. Oh, and I do not own Yugioh or Legend. This is basically a Legend crossover but it just has the plot line from Legend. Anyway, enjoy! ^. ^ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ciarda walked off the gangplank, Nightmare following behind her. The wharf was lined with old warehouses. Crates of different sorts were stacked by the old buildings, and the stench of stagnant seawater hung in the air. "Thank you Blun-" Ciarda was about to thank Blunder for the free voyage but was surprised to see the ship gone already. It was quiet; too quiet. The only sounds were the gentle lapping of the water against the concrete docks, and the distant barking of a seal. 'But where do I go from here? What do I do?' Ciarda's thoughts were interrupted by a fierce squeak that was immediately brought to a halt. Nightmare had just impaled a fairly large rat with his horn. He shook off the rat, lapped into his fanged mouth, and started crunching on the poor creature before swallowing. Minutes later, Nightmare went into a coughing fit, and spat out the bones. "Are you quite done?" She asked as she leaned lazily against the crates. But before Nightmare could reply, the still, quiet afternoon was destroyed by a loud scream.
"Somebody help me!" The voice bellowed.
"Sounds like someone's in trouble. Come on!" Ciarda mounted Nightmare and galloped towards the direction of the cry for help. Afternoon turned quickly to dusk as Ciarda and Nightmare battled the labyrinth of warehouses before they had gotten there. Two cloaked figures surrounded a small boy, kicking and beating on him.
"Where's your big brother now?" The largest figure said.
"I'll fight you! I chose my quest and I'm going to stick with it!" The boy said.
"You really shouldn't pick on people younger and smaller than you. You never know when it'll come back and haunt you." Ciarda stepped out from the darkness.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't a little demon elf. Go back to your little oak tree and-"
"Silence you incompetent fools!" Ciarda screeched.
"Listen sweetie, if you don't go home, you'll get killed." The large figure said again.
The smaller figure just stared at her, muttering to himself. "Triangular hunter tattoos on both sides of the face, piercing blue eyes, long, braided black hair, skimpy hunting outfit…Oh God! Odeon! Ditch the kid, you really don't want to pick a fight with that one, that girl is Ciarda. The demon elf that's known for slaughtering entire glory's of unicorns. She'll destroy anybody in her way." ((A.N. A glory is what a herd of unicorns is called))
"Shut up!" The big cloaked figure said, and what looked like the leader.
"Your friend is wise. Knowing who I am and what I am capable of. If you're wise, you'll turn tail and run." Ciarda said sternly, the smaller figure frantically leaving as if he saw Death square in the face.
"Fine, run then." The leader said. "It's my fight now." The figure lunged toward Ciarda with a large sword. Ciarda darted to the side. The figure went at her again. She pulled out her projectile spear, still in its compact form. The figure called Odeon raised his sword over his head, ready to slice Ciarda's skull in half. Ciarda readied her self, pressed the silver button, and SHUK! The spear had impaled Odeon. Ciarda pressed another button, pushing the spear back into its compact form. The dead body lay on the ground, and a shallow pool of crimson liquid trickled out from the impaled wound. "You can come out now little boy; they're gone." Ciarda said as the boy stepped out from his hiding place from behind the crates.
The boy was absolutely adorable! He had long, black hair down to his waist, deep, liquid blue eyes, and an orange and white striped shirt with blue jeans and old sneakers.
"Why were those goons hurting you?" Ciarda asked.
"Hurting? Me? Ha! I was the one fighting them. I just got a little sidetracked. My quest I have chosen is to kill those unicorn hunters. I am Mokuba Kaiba, and I'm going to be a great hero and fight evil demon creatures and unicorn hunters." Mokuba said proudly.
"Heh, I'm Ciarda. I used to kill unicorns, but not anymore; and, this is Nightmare, my demon unicorn. I'm a demon elf. It's a long story of how I got this way.
"My big brother's going to be so mad at me for running away. I just wanted to go no a quest so much..."
"Don't worry, you'll go on a quest one day, I you'll be the hero." Ciarda said as Mokuba's bruised body collapsed in her lap.
"What did you do to my brother?!" An angry voice called out from the dark.
"Who's there?" Ciarda said as she turned into her Yami.
"I see you're a demon. Do you have any idea who I am?" The voice called out. Ciarda folded her wings and looked behind her. A teenager with chestnut brown hair and blue eyes stepped forward. He wore a white studded trench coat that covered his black clothing. He looked at the dead unicorn hunter, his eyes still open in terror. A look of disgust spread on his face, cringing even more as he saw his beaten little brother unconscious in Ciarda's arms.
"Listen, I admit I killed that guy over there, and that I have a reputation for murdering those that stand in my way; but I would never beat and innocent child. I was trying to rescue him from those guys and-"
"Cut the crap! I know how your kind is. Savage demonic beasts that killed my family. Ever since your kind killed off my family, a wound has been made. And killing every demon and unicorn hunter makes my wound heal a little more. I am Seto Kaiba, demon hunter." Seto reached into his coat, and pulled out a spiked whip.
"Did you see just what happened to that guy? Listen, I'm sorry about your family but, we have to find a place to stay for the night." Ciarda said as she picked up Mokuba and lay his limp body on Nightmare's back. "Nightmare, get Mokuba to a safe spot. If I don't come back in about an hour, try to get some help." Cairda said as she pulled out a length of rope from Nightmare's saddlebags, and tied Mokuba's hands around Nightmare's neck. "Take care of him. Now, go!" Ciarda said as Nightmare galloped into the night. The inky-black sky was now sprinkled with silvery stars.
"After I kill you, I'm going to hunt down that beast." Seto said. With quick speed and agility, he slashed cuts into Ciarda's sides with the whip. Ciarda doubled over in pain, cursing under her breath. Seto then took the spear from Ciarda's grasp. "I like this spear of yours." Seto said, pressing the silver button. Like a butterfly nailed to a pin board, the head of the spear pierced Ciarda's wing. The pain was so intense, she screeched out in sheer agony.
"Nightmare. Help me!" She screamed, hoping Nightmare wasn't too far away. Ciarda heard nothing. No fierce whinnies, no 'I'm coming, milady!' no nothing. All that was heard was Ciarda's tormented screaming, and Seto's insane laughing. He then pulled out the spear, turned it around, and hit her in the back of the head: rendering her unconscious.
"Heh, poor lass. I'm sure she's dead. A blow like that could've caused some serious damage-what the?! Seto stared in shock as the spear he gripped in his hands transformed into the scepter. A look of both shock and fear spread across his face. "Forget this! She's probably dead." Seto said as he took one last look at Ciarda, dropped the scepter with a loud clank, and dashed off towards the direction in which Nightmare ran off to.
Ciarda lay on the cold concrete, both wounded and helpless. It was the crack of thunder that had awakened her. Cold rain started to pour down from the sky. The thunder cracked again. It reminded her of what she had lost, her family, her gentle nature, and her happiness. It reminded her of what she had gained, a great skill with a spear, a demon unicorn stallion thought only to belong to the most powerful and corrupt sorcerers, and most of all, her demoness form. With it, she was nearly unstoppable. She stared at the puncture wound on her black wing. "My wounds…I gotta find Nightmare." Ciarda weakly picked up the scepter and supported her weight on it. "I wonder how this thing can locate unicorns." Ciarda staggered along a few feet before realizing that the scepter was giving off a warm, red glow at the orb. "Glowing…why?" The rain had quickly turned to snow, reminding Ciarda of what she had done. "No…what have I done? Did I do this? All because I killed unicorns?" Ciarda whimpered as she recalled the diary entry that spoke of the eternal ice age. "I'll make things right, I promise." With that, Ciarda's knees buckled together, causing her to collapse into a small pile of freshly fallen snow.
"Easy Nightmare, we'll help find her." One of the two men said. "Come on Ryou! You're holding us back."
A teenager, no more than fifteen years old shuffled through the snow banks. His shoulder-length white hair whipped at his face as the frigid, howling wind stung his cheeks like small knives. He shivered, clutching his arms close to his body as he trudged on. "I'm sorry Bakura, I'm just now used to snow. I never quite enjoyed it." Ryou said as he tripped over what he thought was another snow bank.
"how can you be tripping over things, Ryou? You barely touched your drink at the bar." Bakura snapped.
"I'm sorry. I just tripped over something, and now my foot's caught in some donut-shaped ring." Ryou said as he tried to shake off the ring, pulling out a length of braided obsidian hair. After managing to get the ring off, Ryou brushed off the snow, revealing with many cuts and wounds, and a hole in what looked like a wing. "Hey Bakura! Nightmare! Is this her?" Ryou yelled. Bakura and Nightmare rushed to where Ryou discovered the body.
"So this is Ciarda. Slayer of unicorns…" Bakura trailed off.
"Is she…dead?" Ryou asked.
Bakura knelt down to check her pulse. "I feel a heartbeat, but it's very faint.
"She should be okay. The snow must've slowed the bleeding." Nightmare said. "I should've stayed with her and brought Mokuba home after we fought him."
"Who's him?" Bakura asked.
"Seto Kaiba. He calls himself a demon hunter." Nightmare snorted in disgust.
"Don't worry Nightmare," Ryou said reassuringly. "Seto hates everyone whom he thinks is a demon. So I'm sure it wasn't a personal grudge."
"But you must remember Ryou, Kaiba's personal grudge is on every demon known to man. And Ciarda had many enemies, and is well known." Bakura spat. "And you Nightmare, next time when you get help for someone, try to tell us the person's name. It would give us more motivation instead of a 'You two come with me, Milady's in trouble.'"
Nightmare snorted, as if he was pretending that a comment like that was never spoken. "Let's just get her to your place before she dies out here. Ryou, you're in front, Ciarda will be in the middle, and Bakura will be in back. That way, she'll be warmer. Wrap her in the cloak, it's in my saddlebag." Nightmare said as Bakura reached into the saddlebag, pulling out a black cloak and wrapping Ciarda in it.
"Can't we use these alicorns to heal her?" Ryou suggested.
"When we get to your house. Right now, there's not much time." Nightmare said as Ryou put the alicorns back, and picked up Ciarda's scepter; deciding to ask her later what it was for. They had mounted on Nightmare, and with a might whinny, galloped into the night. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Unicornluver4life: weeee! Done with my chapter! **Does happy dance**
Seto: WHY THE HECK DID YOU MAKE ME SAY 'LASS' I'M NOT SCOTTISH!
Unicornluver4life: dunno, it just somehow fit with you for some reason.
Seto: FIT ME?
Unicornluver4Life: OOH! Somebody needs anger management courses
Seto: ANGER MANAGEMENT?!? I'LL SHOW YOU ANGER MANAGEMENT! **get's Darkness figuring and throws it out the window** (Darkness is the name of the baddie from Legend)
Unicornluver4life:NOOOOOOO! **jumps out window after Darkness figurine** PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!