Just to let you know, I was not in my right mind when this was written, not that is matters. Yami Malik isn't to sane himself.
Votes:
Yami Malik- 9
Anzu (Tea)- 8
Pegasus- 3
Mai- 3
Bandit Kieth-1
Honda (Tristan)- 1
Mokuba- 1
Shizuka (Serenity)- 2
First of all, THANK YOU! I didn't think this fic would get that far, in fact I never imagined it getting past 50 reviews. You made my day… ^-^
Now this review was extremely hard… considering Yami Malik hasn't come to the US yet, but thankfully there are always the anime and manga.
And don't worry Dragonet, I'm 99.9% sure Anzu/Tea will be next… unless there's some Pegasus fanclub who decides to put in their votes at the last minute…or something…
And, again, to KingOfHearts NCKRAM: thank you! (And sorry I took so long to put that last chap up.) Hope you enjoy this one and don't worry about the pressure and about the fangirl thing, I'll admit in my times of caffine+sugar highs I do occasionally glomp my bishies/muses… 'Course they make me pay with writers blocks, but its all good!
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Under The Wraps
Entry 06: Yami Malik
("Under the Wraps" is back again, after what hopefully hasn't been too much of a long time. This time the Domino docks loom into view. Eerie mist cling to the large structures near the water's edge, giving the scene a much-needed theme for our next guest.)
(Malik Ishtar may have been somewhat of an… unstable person, but his person doesn't rival that of his alter ego's. An alternate personality that we'll call Yami Malik – whose existence is unknown to some of fanfiction's writers and readers.)
(Footsteps echo from the damp docksides as we near the yacht that Malik called home during Battle City. Why the yacht still remains does not matter. It simply is there.)
Q: Er… Malik?
(A door on the ship opened and a very different Malik steps out, hair now golden spikes rivaling the pharaoh's. Happy, sleepy eyes survey the scene outside. This Malik, his Yami – they are one in the same, but not really.)
Yami Malik (YM): You're here… (An unreadable smile spreads across his lips as his seemingly drug induced eyes shimmer.) Come in.
(Inside the yacht it's different for the outside weather. The room is lit brightly as we sit across from each other in the dinning room.)
Q: Well… Yami Malik. Let's get started, shall we?
YM: Yes, start… Malik-sama has much to tell.
(A/N: Intermission! Okay, just to get this straight. Yami Malik refers to HIMSELF as "Malik", which is really confusing, but you'll get it. And yes, I'm pretty sure this is a canon trait.)
Q: Right then, how do you feel about fanfiction? Feel left out 'cause only about half the authors know you exist? Or is that a good thing?
YM: Malik-sama is confused… Who am I? Malik-sama is so many different people, faces, things…
Q: Um, come again?
YM: I am second best… What Hikari-san hates, I love, what he loathes, I adore. And when he's PURE evil… what happens to me when he's made pure evil by writers? I cannot be good… it's an unwritten law. But if he's EVIL than I am… nothing.
Q: All right. So you're saying that authors, who don't know/care about your existence, make your Hikari – Malik – all evil and your stuck with as nothingness? None existent in the fic or rather in the world?
YM: They call Hikari-san "Marik" and they make Hikari-san evil… so evil there is no evil left for me.
Q: This would probably be due to the dub (sub?). But what about other fics?
YM: Other fics? Malik-sama is… not himself in other fics. I do what they want me to do; I'm doing it now. It's like strings… little strings that you can't see, that make you move and make your voice project… little strings that make you do what they want, or what they want to do themselves…
Q: Like a puppet?
YM: Like a puppet… but they don't understand. They have strings to… they call these strings, laws, emotions, but these strings are loose… so loose they can decide what they want to do, who they want to make love to… who they kill…
Q: I'm not really sure how to follow up on that one, so lets move on, hm? You were pretty unknown for a while, how was it to have free time?
YM: Like hell. When they don't include you there's nothing. A void, abyss… 'Cause they don't know your there, but you are there – in nothingness.
Fics have rules, laws, strings… They are followed. When a fic starts the whole cast is there… characters are chosen, other are sent away, to nothing… When a fic stops, so does the world. When there is not will, no thought, there is nothing but the previous images.
Q: Okay, your saying that when characters aren't included they're discarded… or they just don't exist because the plot doesn't fit them in so the chosen world doesn't?
YM: I'm tired are being nothing… suck in nothing… I'm Malik-sama and I am human and I do feel and I'm tired of this… I'm tired of these people who take my life and twist it… I'm tired of being ignored and forgotten… because as much as people ignore me as nothing I am something because nothing is impossible, so I HAVE to be something.
Q: All right back up, you said people twist you life?
YM: I AM Malik-sama and I am his Yami… but I am not a spirit, because I am my Hikari-san. I was born with my Hikari-san's hate and anger and murders intentions.
Q: Your not an Egyptian spirit, some of the authors do know that, contrary to most belief.
YM: I picked up to Millennium Rod before Hikari-san. I killed father, not Pharaoh. I was banished to the Shadow Realm… but we know I can never leave my Hikari… I am the dark in the light… I am forever with Hikari-san and he knows it.
Q: We're off track here. What about fanfiction?
YM: Fanfiction is life, fanfiction is me… No matter what we talk about here, it is fanfiction.
Q: So you except it?
YM: I know it. I live it. I breath, see, feel it and I hate it. I hate the strings, I hate the people I share it with, I hate everything about is… but it is everything, so I love it, too.
Q: Right. You know you can be very confusing? So, lets get this thing about your Hikari straight. You are his dark, thus inhabiting his opposites, but when he is given all your "essence" you become…?
YM: Nothing.
Q: …Okay, you just said nothing was impossible? Finishing but here, any last thoughts?
YM: I want to see the world bathed in blood and darkness… but I want to know, most of all, when the story ends, it stays finished.
… And stay finished… forever…
(The scene goes blank, but I will not stay that way long.)
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A/N: Sorry this was kind of short. And I hope Yami Malik was not OOC, He's pretty hard to classify. I mean he was created when Malik was around ten (?) and then suppressed by Rishid for about five years. So he technically has the mind of a ten year old, who was born in a world of pain, anger and violence, and then sent into darkness for five years… yeah, I'm pretty sure I have this right. (Please tell me if I'm wrong… again.)
Just a few little spoiler about Yami no Malik: He took over Malik's body, before the Mill. Ron was touched! Thus proving the theory that he had an Egyptian past FALSE! (Not that is wasn't a bad one.)
This chap was slightly inspired by Neko-chan's fic "Ore Sama", or more precisely the chapter in it title "Nightmare". Anyway, it's a good (dark and gory) Yami no Malik fic, check it out here: