The Dark Side; Introduction

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Ok, I know that most people are going to skip over this just because it's an intro to the story and not many people actually care to read such things, but I suggest that you read this, otherwise you will end up more than a little confused.... ^_^()

Anyway... This will be as quick as possible because not even I like to do stupid silly long intros...

When I say Bakura, I mean the spirit of the ring. When I say Marik I mean the dark side of Malik Ishtar, and Malik is the... well... insane good side.

Everything I put in here will have been researched off of various sites and such, so I'm not talking out of my bottom. ^_^

Also I do have a chibi Yami that runs around and adds in little facts and such on occasion. His name is Fox... please ignore him...

*just then a figure walks into the room, his crimson hair fanned out around his small, yet somehow powerful masculine figure, his large black angel-like wings folded neatly against his back.*

Fox: NANI?!

You heard me.

Fox: Just cuz you don't like me...

I love you. I just wish you weren't such a know-it-all.

Fox: Hmph! See if I help you on your projects again....

Ok, ok, I'm sorry. Now after all this I think it's time for you to say the warning...

Fox: Hai, whatever. *shuffles a few papers in his hands and then clears his throat* Foxfire does not own any of the Yu-Gi-Oh characters or the anime or manga copyrights which probably is a good thing. Kami-sama only knows what she'd do if she did... Oh wait, so do I and you don't wanna know! This story is going to be Shounen Ai, Tenshi Ai and if the story takes her or the readers ask, there may be some Yaoi. She hasn't decided yet which is totally unlike her. There will also be mentions of rape, violence, murder and the supernatural. So I'm passing out seatbelts and such for those who need them. This story is not for the young. If you're disturbed by the contents, I suggest you don't read. *puts papers down* There. Happy?

*nods* Of course! *huggles Fox*

Bakura: ... I can't believe you after last night...

Fox: Last night? *quirks eyebrow*

Nothing! *glares at Bakura* Anyway, on with the story!

The Dark Side

Chapter 1: When Angels Fall From Grace

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Three proud figures stood in a straight line, shoulder to shoulder. Their bodies floated easily as their large white wings flapped gently, stretching to full length up and swishing down like the stroke of a hummingbird's wings. They scanned the area watchfully, trying to see if they could spot the three other supernatural creatures they were sent to find. Their lean bodies stayed perfectly still as they floated. They all wore white silken shirts with tiny silver vines which ran from wrist cuff to shoulder, and tight pure white silk pants which had small differences based on their personalities and what they reigned over.

The first was a tall tan creature with hair the color of corn silk. It lapped gently over his neck and ended at his shoulders, his bangs falling to either side of his face with a few strands slipping over his forehead. His eyes were a piercing violet. He was the Angel of Protection, and as such he had the emblem of two crossed swords on a shield on his right hip. His wingtips shined pure silver, as if they had been dipped in the glowing metal.

The middle one had skin that rivaled the paleness of the moon. His long white hair fell in gentle waves over his shoulder to mid back and was as pure white as fresh snow. His emerald green eyes scanned his companions and then the earth below them carefully, not missing a single detail. The emblem on his right hip was a heart shape with the kanji for love in the center of it, showing he was the Angel of Love. His wingtips were a deep crimson as if they had been dipped in blood.

The last and surprisingly most powerful of the two was a child-like looking angel. His hair was black with red tips and golden bangs. It stood in gently waving spikes on his head like a crown while his bangs gently framed his delicate face and his gentle violet eyes blinked in innocence at all that surrounded him. On his right hip in gold was the kanji for life. This little child-like angel was the Angel of Life. His stunning wingtips were a glowing gold, flashing in the light and stunning any mortal eye that looked at him.

The three stayed in silence, watching and waiting, their breath even silent. Finally there was a breach in a cloud and the three swooped low after the breach, staying at a slight distance. They moved silently, watching the three figures before them, somewhat in awe. They had never met these types of creatures before, and were surprised by their beauty.

When incubi had been described to the angels before, they were called disgusting and vile, and were said to be lizard like in looks. Scaly and large and impossible to truly breed unless they shape shifted. They had large fangs and poisonous long claws...

At least that was how they were described.

These creatures were nothing like them. These creatures were just as gorgeous as the angels themselves. All three wore skin tight black silken shirts with golden vines that went from their wrist cuffs to their shoulders. The outfit was completed with tight leather pants that, like the angels, had emblems on the right hip and they had gorgeous ebony black wings.

The first and apparently most powerful of them was a tall copy of the Angel of Life. His hair was black with red tips and had golden bangs that stood up and blended with the rest of his hair in spikes on his head while his sharp crimson eyes searched the ground under him. On his right hip in black and outlined in gold was the kanji for death. His wingtips were a deep crimson.

The second one was a copy of the Angel of Protection, his hair the same shade. His hair, however, stood up in spikes on his head with a few strands slipping over his forehead. His eyes were a piercing violet like the angel's. He had the emblem of a flaming sword on his right hip. His wingtips shined a fiery gold.

The third and final was a copy of the Angel of Love. His long white hair fell in gentle waves over his shoulders to mid back and was a slightly tainted white, as if it had been sprinkled with silver. His piercing scarlet eyes scanned his companions and then the skies above them carefully, not missing a single detail. The emblem on his right hip was the kanji for hate and looked as if it had been written in blood. His wingtips were orange with yellow highlights, as if they were on fire.

This last one had spotted the three angels and flew quickly up to his companions.

"We have company behind us."

The first nodded and the second just flew straight ahead.

"It's whom we've been waiting for..."

"I know. But so soon?" the third asked.

The first nodded again and all three went into a swift dive, flying as swiftly as they could down to the earth and landed outside of an abandoned warehouse. They opened the door and filed in, tucking their wings into their backs as they did so, leaving the door open for their guests.

The three angels landed outside of the warehouse, panting. None of them had ever known anything could fly as fast as the incubi. Only Archangels like the three that stood there were supposed to be that swift. But even the young archangels had had trouble keeping up without becoming winded. They looked around the doorway before the Angel of Life spoke up softly.

"It doesn't look like a trap."

"But how do we know? They are incubi." The Angel of Protection replied.

The Angel of love tucked his wings into his back. "Only one way to find out..."

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The three incubi stood in the center of the empty warehouse, watching the door. They looked over the three angels outside and smiled. The three angels all were tucking their wings into their backs and slowly shuffling in, closing the door. They saw the slight glow of the emblems on their hips and allowed their own emblems to glow as well. The angels stepped forward and stood in front of their demon counterparts.

The Angel of Life was the first to speak. "We know you are incubi. We are here to escort you off earth."

His copy replied to him in the same curious tone. "We know this as well. But we can not leave. We swore once we were banished, we would never return to the higher realms. We can live here on Earth."

The Angel of Protection was the next to speak. "Banished? Why were you banished? Who banished you?"

"The Archangel Michael himself." his copy replied. "He banished us because we-"

"We became cocky and prideful of our power." The Angel of Love's copy replied quickly, glaring at his friend. They couldn't reveal the truth. Not now. Maybe not ever.

"Lucifer's fall." The Angel of Love commented. "Well... If we may ask... What angels were you? Your emblems imply three strong angels. Wait!" His eyes filled with a light as understanding dawned on him. "You're the Fallen! And in order to survive here on Earth, you have become incubi!"

The three incubi nodded.

The Angel of Life looked them over. "You're beautiful... you kept your angelic looks... it's amazing. Death," he pointed to his copy, "Offense," he pointed to Protection's copy, "and Hate." He pointed to Love's copy. "I thought that you had died. We were told that you had anyway."

Death stepped forward to Life. "It's not surprising. After all, who wants to know an archangel-turned-incubi?"

"We do." Protection stepped forward. He was entranced by his copy's looks. The way his hair stood on end and the powerful muscled body under silk. He touched Offense's face carefully and then his collarbone. "You really are real... And all this time we thought you were dreams."

"Dreams?" Hate blanched. "You... dreamt of us?"

Love nodded shyly and blushed. "Almost every night. We told each other about our dreams... but we never thought you'd be real."

Death chuckled low. "Well we knew about you, in fact we watched you play among the clouds a few times, but never figured you'd think or dream of us."

Life carefully walked over to death and smiled innocently at him, then frowned. "Death... I don't want to call you that. Please... what are you names?"

Death swept into a gracious bow. "I am Yami." he then stepped back.

Offense stepped carefully from his copy and smiled gently. "I am Marik."

Hate just nodded as he watched every move, every breath that came from his copy. "I am Bakura."

Life smiled. "Yami... Marik... Bakura.... They fit you. I'm Yugi." He said happily.

Protection stepped forward and captured Marik's hand. "I'm Malik."

Love blushed crimson and smiled gently at the floor. "I'm Ryou."

Bakura grinned mischievously, his eyes glowing as he looked at Ryou. "Ryou... slips off the tongue... just like I'm sure you would..." This comment earned him a hit from Marik.

Yami shook his head. "Excuse us. We haven't fed or... done anything in a couple of nights. We may come off as a little... rude."

Yugi blinked at him. "Fed...? What do incubi eat? All we know is of your appetite for... sex." He blushed hard at the mention of the earthly action. True angels fell in love, but to actually have sex? It was forbidden. Many an angel had become a fallen when they had engaged in the act.

Bakura licked his lips as he looked over Ryou. If looks could be sex, Ryou would have been a fallen 5 minutes ago. "Well we also need to feed on the essence of a human in order to live. Our essences would kill us if we lived off of our own here on this plain."

Ryou looked shocked. "The... essence? You mean... their blood? Like a vampire?" He shivered at the looks Bakura was sending him, though he hadn't meant to. Something in those looks made him want to melt, but at the same time scared him. He didn't want to be a fallen. Too many horror stories at Raphael and Michael's knees were embedded in his mind. But Bakura held something... a darkness, and a longing that he never knew was inside him. Something born of an emotion he never knew existed before: Lust.

Everyone watched Ryou carefully, the emotions and confusion powerful enough to send shivers through all of them. The dark swirling new emotions mixed with the light sending them all into shock. Yami unconsciously even went so far as to unfold his wings and stretch them to their full length, the tips glowing as he groaned in want. He shot Yugi a lecherous look before snapping back to reality. He looked at Yugi apologetically and pushed Marik into Bakura hard. The two snapped and looked at him sharply then realized and unfolded their wings. Yami looked at the three angels, trying to ignore the pulsing in his veins and other areas of his anatomy.

"We have to go. Now. But we'll see you again soon. I swear it." And with that he created a hole in the ceiling and took off quickly, Marik following. Bakura looked at Ryou and smiled.

"I'll be back for you soon little one." And with that he was off, leaving 3 confused and scared archangels.

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Ryou: *blushes and tries to stay out of sight*

It isn't that bad.

Ryou: *mumbles incoherently*

Aw c'mon... It really isn't.

Ryou: But... I made them... *blushes* And then Bakura said that...

Bakura: You know... you really are sexy....

Ryou: O.O! *blushes harder*

Okay, you'll have your scene but not until I say so, so back off for now Bakura....

Bakura: *pouts*

Fox: *laughs quietly*

What are you laughing at?

Fox: Your next chapter. I know what you're going to do.

Do you now? Well c'mere and whisper it if you think you know.

Fox: *walks over and whispers*

Hey! Where'd you find out?!

Fox: I have my sources...

Gah! Well anyway please Review if you liked it and tell me if you think I can improve and how! I'd really appreciate it! ^_^