The desert was as dry and hot as always, but the little one didn't
mind. We wore a woven cloth over his head, to protect it from the
projecting sun that shone over head. His tribe had stopped for a rest and
set up tents to sleep in, while females prepared food. This boy was
different from the others. He was an albino, with brown eyes, and unusual
innocence. He was about six and lived a happy life with his father and
fellow tribes men.
"Ryou!" called out his father. "Meals are done!"
Ryou turned from the cliff and ran down and jumped into his father's arms.
"What are we eatting this time?" he asked in his high voice.
"Birds, with those big feathers and ugly bald heads," described his father.
"Ewwwwwww!" Ryou complained as he wrinkled his small nose.
His father laughed and tapped his nose.
"I"m only joking. Looks like dried meat and fruit."
"That sounds much better then those birds!"
"I agree!"
He placed Ryou down and held his small hand in his as they both walked towards the buzzing of camp.
~This was my when I was innocent and happy, and never suspected the dangers in life. It wasn't till eight years later that I found that all life his usually ended with tradegy.~
Ryou was a young and energetic young man who had his usual curiousity streak. One night, the tribe camped near a rubble of rocks and the boys had decided to explore the cavern. Ryou had happily joined in and right after supper, they ran towards the pile of rocks and slipped into the opening.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" asked one of them named Arabash.
"Don't be a coward! If you're going to back out, I suggest you do so now!" shouted the lead boy, named Mahama.
Arabash shook his head stubbornly.
"If we get killed though it's you're fault," grunted Ryou's closest friend, Marik.
Mahama only snorted and lead them through a small passage that was so small they had to crawl through it. It seemed hours as they crawled on their knees, and receiving minor scratches on their knees and hands.
"This is pathetic," muttered Marik, who was right behind Ryou.
"Shut up Marik! If you think this is stupid then I suggest you leave right now!"
"You wish Mahama!"
There was only a growl and Marik started cursing under his breath. In what seemed like an enternity they finally emerged from the cramped tunnel, and stretched to sooth their stiff mucles. Ryou looked up and realized that they were in a dimly lit cave and to their bad luck, they forgot a light.
"Now smart one, now what will we do?" came Marik's sarcastic remark.
"Shut the hell up Marik!" Mahama snapped as he turned to find a passage out.
"Maybe we should go back," Arabash suggested shackily.
"Fine, go you little coward!"
"Now just a minute Mahama!" Ryou interupted. "Just because Arabash thinks we should go back does not indicate he is a coward!"
"So, Ryou, you're defending that little weakling?" Mahama asked coldly.
"Arabash is not a weakling! He's just young and can't take things that we can."
"It's his ignorance and cowardiness that makes him like that," he sneered, which made the young one flinch.
Ryou glared, though Mahama probably couldn't see it, and moved to defend Arabash.
"You are being an ass, right now!"
"You dare insult me Ryou?"
"If you continue to insult Arabash I will."
"Why you little albino!"
"You're soul has been taken my sainten, I can tell," Ryou said in a dead whisper.
Silence clouded the chamber, as the words sank in.
"How dare you," he sneered, and lunged for him.
Ryou barely dodged and ran to the left, but only hit the wall. He got up and felt his way along the wall, half thankful it was dark but half regretful. Suddenly, he felt a hand grab him, and they both fell to the ground. He felt hands grab his throat and choked as the fingers applied pressure on his gullet, and started gasping.
"You bastard! I'll make you pay for that!" shouted Mahama.
Ryou desperately forced his body to roll to the left, and was surprised that his his stomach hit the edge of something. He slowly got up, but was shoved by Mahama, who had fallen off his back when he rolled, and Ryou screamed as he fell. As he fell deeper and deeper in darkness, he could faintly hear the words above.
"Holy shit! What did you just do!" shouted Marik.
"That bastard deserved it!"
"Why you little...!"
The words were lost as he lost consiousness.
~This was only the beginning of the down fall of my perfect life, and I regret now of insulting Muhama like that. Or even stepping foot inside the rubble. I dont' know where I went wrong, but ever day I wish that it didn't happen.~
Ryou moaned as he felt his back aching and slowly opened his eyes. It was so dark, he thought he became blind. He slowly sat up and winced as he held a hand to his head.
"Owwww. Where am I?"
No answer replied, though that was expected, and he slowly stood. He felt something sticky on the side of his head, and groaned as he realized what it was.
"Now how am I going to get out of here?" he wondered out loud.
*Who is there?*
Ryou jumped, and turned his head this way and that, but couldn't see anyone.
"Whose there? Show yourself!"
*So, little boy. You have found the secret chamber.*
"All I want is to get out!"
*Follow the lights and you will find you're friends.*
Ryou blinked, but suddenly, small lights lit up to the left. Ryou smiled and ran quickly towards it and ran down the tunnel. It wasn't very long till he tripped and fell flat on his stomach. He groaned as he sat up, when his fingers brushed something. In curiousitly, he grabbed it and without thinking or examining it he slipped it over his neck and continued to dash down the tunnel, not hearing the evil cackle from the chamber behind him.
~*~
"Ryou? Ryou! Allah! You're safe!" shouted his father that was standing outside of the rubble, with other of the people.
Marik was beside his father, and smiled in relief.
"Damn, Ryou. You have us quite a scare. We thought you were dead!"
Ryou smiled at Marik and was embraced by his father, whispering his thanks to Allah that he was safe. Once they parted, Marik noticed the strange obeject over Ryou's neck, and pointed at in with confusion.
"Where did you get that?"
"Oh, this? I found it while running from the chamber I found," he answered as he started examening it.
It was a beautiful piece of work, made of gold. It had ring, with a triangle in the middle with a strange eye in the middle. Strange obejects hung down from it and shimmered erily in the moon light. As he stared, he became transfixed and his eyes started clouding.
*You are mine. You are under my controll.*
Ryou's eyes drooped, and it wasn't till his father threw his arm around his thin shoulders that he snapped out of it.
"Let's go home, son," he said happily.
Ryou gave him a shaky smile and nodded, as his father led him towards a tent.
*That's when it happened. The starting of my cruel fate. I still remember the deed and will never forget.*
Late that night, Ryou and his father went to a river side, they found near there resting spot. His father dipped a bottle into the cool water, as Ryou did the same with the other skins. Suddenly, the ring shimmered and Ryou winced as he felt something stab him and looked down screamed as he saw the sharp points surrounding the ring digging into his chest. Blood dribbled down and he touched one, trying to pull it out, but when he started to, he felt unbareable pain. He felt a jerk, and soon felt...odd. He faintly heard his father come towards him with concern dripping in his voice. He stood and felt his mouth twitch into a smirk. But...is that possible? He could swear he was doing no such thing. He saw his father before him with his hands on his shoulders.
"Ryou are you alright? I heard you scream. Did you get bitten?" he asked with a frown on his face.
The smirk widened, as he met his father's gaze. Ryou wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't. His voice wouldn't work.
*Little one. Why are you struggling? You're only doing what you're instincts tell you.*
Ryou froze. Where was this voice coming from? And what did he mean instincts? He felt his hand shoot up and grab his father's throat, sqeezing it at the pressure points at the side. Ryou screamed, but nothing came from his lips, as his father's eyes went blank and fell limp.
'Stop it! Stop it!' he screamed in his mind, and squeezed his eyes shut as he felt himself crying.
He snapped his eyes open, and gasped as he dropped his father's neck. His father landed and lay there, dead. He breathed frantically and stared with shaking eyes at his hands. He...killed his father. No, he didn't . The demon inside him did. He...he would never do such a thing.
*Don't trouble you're mind with such nonesense. You were just followin you're true instincts. Lust. For blood, and death.*
'No! No!' Ryou screamed at the voice, and fell to his knees, clutching his head. "It wasn't me! It was you!"
*I am mearly a voice. How can I take part in murder? It was you Ryou. It was you who murdered you're father.*
"NO! NO!" Ryou screamed, as he bent over, trying to block out the taunting voice.
"Hey is anyone there!" shouted someone, and Ryou snapped his head up.
In fear and panic, he ran toward a wall of rock and jumped over it, croaching down low.
"(gasp) Look at this! It's Master Bakura!"
"Is he dead?"
"Hmmmmm, yes he is."
"How?"
"Well I see some bruising on the sides of the neck, so I'm suggesting someone choked him."
"We better tell the lord," and footsteps ran back north.
Ryou leaned against the wall, breathing harshly as his eyes were wide and glazed.
"I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I didn't do it," he whispered to himself over and over.
*You poor soul. Of course you did. Why did you hide? Why did you run away? Only criminals do that. Theives and murderes!*
Ryou flinched and held his head.
"No," he moaned. "I didn't do anything."
*You did Ryou. You did. You murdered you're father.*
"Shut up!"
*Poor soul. Can't take the shock of murdering you're father.*
Ryou curled up tighter, as he cried.
"No, no," he groaned.
*Yes. YES!!!*
"No," he whispered, before falling unconsious.
~*~
Once Ryou came to, he found himself on a soft matress, and groggily opened his eyes. Looming over him was Marik, with a young woman sqeezing water out of a towel behind him.
"You okay?" he asked, concerned, as the woman placed a cool cloth on his forehead.
Ryou groaned, and held his head.
"What happened?"
"I was about to ask you that, young Ryou," said the woman.
"Who are you?"
"Her?" Marik asked, pointing a finger to the woman. "She's Isis. My older sister."
She smiled gently at Ryou, and nodded her head in greeting.
"Rest, young Ryou. You need it."
And Ryou did, gladly.
~That was only the beginning. I became a theif and stole valuables and food. I don't know what possessed me. It wasn't till that night that I was caught...~
Ryou felt his body remove itself from bed, and knew what was happeing.
*No! No!*
*Do not fight little one. Let you're instincts take over *
*No! Please!* Ryou begged, but it was to late.
Ryou closed his eyes tightly as he felt himself move and felt something in his hands, and a sickening swish.
"Stop! Murderer!" someone shouted.
Ryou blinked and what he saw made him tremble. He dropped the bloody blade and stared at the leader. His neck had a deep gash and blood ran down his gullet, and a dribble from his mouth. In panic he ran out of the tent, when an spear whizzed by and landed inches from Ryou's foot. He stopped and slowly looked around him. He was surrounded, spear points thrust forward.
"Ryou?!" came a familiar voice, and his eyes landed on Marik's.
"Malik," Ryou whispered, as he collapsed to his knees. "Marik you have to believe me, it wasn't me. It was something else, I don't know what! It's because of this cursed thing!" and gripped the ring, but could not remove it.
It became a dead weight. Marik seemed doubtful at first, then lowered his spear.
"What are you doing!" Shouted another familiar voice.
Ryou growled under his breath as he reconized it as Mahama.
"He's the murderer! He killed our leader! He needs to be sentenced to death!"
"Shut the hell up!" Marik snarled. "Ryou was never a one to lie. I believe him. We need to rid him of the ring! If it remains on him, there will be more slaughter."
"Thank you, Marik," Ryou mumured.
"This is all bull shit!" Mahama screamed with rage, and threw his spear.
Ryou squeezed his eyes shut, but snapped open again when he heard a grunt and a weight fell on him. Ryou practically screamed in horror.
"MARIK!" Ryou shouted, as he held his friend.
Marik's breaths started coming in gasps. The spear was embedded into his stomach, and blood ran freely. He started coughing and turned his head to the side as he retched.
"Marik," Ryou whispered sadly, as his friend turned his glossy purple eyes to his.
"Well, there...goes...Isis's home...meal..." he said with a weak smile.
"Marik, you shouldn't have blocked it! You should have let them kill me!" Ryou shouted, tears forming at the ends of his eyes.
"Nay. I wouldn't live with myself if I let you die. But don't worry. I will be with Allah," he whispered, and he drew his final breath.
"Marik," Ryou whispered as he shook with sobs. "MARIK!!!"
To the surprise of the others, Ryou started glowing red, and his eyes were nothing but a white light. He stood, as the ground shook, and lighting struck. But it wasn't Ryou. It was a demon. The white hair was now wild, and his features turned twisted and hard. His once soft eyes became mean and lust. Canines were bared in anger.
"YOU DARE KILL MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND!!! HAS SAITEN TAKEN YOU'RE HEARTS AND TWISTED THEM AND POISONED YOU'RE MINDS!!!?" his voice boomed as lightning struck again.
*Lust is what you want, little soul. Go for it*
*Shut up! I don't to hear your fucking ranting anymore!!! My only friend is lost! I SHALL NEVER FORGIVE THEM!*
The ground shook, and people watched in horror as the demon, once known as Ryou, picked up a blade made of blood, and with one swipe killed the first line of men. One swipe after another, he killed many. He took a step and raised it once more, when he heard someone shout.
"Stop! Ryou! Please! It's me Arabash! Remember? You stuck up for me! Remember! Please don't slaughter anymore!"
The demon turned slowly to him, and stared. Arabash stood there, in the middle of the sea of blood, and stared with pleading eyes.
"Ryou please. I know your there."
But the demon had no response. Instead it swiped with the sword again. Arabash gasped in pain, as the blade cut his flesh and fell with a splash. His blood ran and was now joining the sea of blood. The action, though, had somehow snap Ryou out of his mental state, and the blade was dropped, as the terrible demon vanished and became a boy. Ryou slowly crawled to Arabash and cradled the bloodied body.
"What have I done?" he whispered, as he cried into the dead boys chest. "What have I done!?"
~It was then, I was tied to a table and my spirit was banished here to Allah's Sin. But before I was gone, I saw the ring flash and the binds broke. The evil spirit had slaughtered the rest of my tribe.~
~*~
"So know you know," Ryou whispered, as it rocked himself back and forth. "Do you know understand?"
Yugi blinked innocently, and put a hand to it's shoulder.
"I believe...it wasn't you're fault."
"How can you say that! I stole, murdered! How can you say that wasn't my fault!" Ryou shouted.
"Because it wasn't. It was all the spirits fault. Not yours. Wake up Ryou! Can't you see that you've been used!"
Ryou looked away, and Yugi felt immediatley bad.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be harsh."
"Yugi..."
"Hm?"
"All I want, is to be with my father. To apologize, and stop that damn spirit!"
"...Ryou...I can't really bring you forth to the beyond. Your soul has been tainted. But I think there is a way for you to leave this place...and you can join me and my brother, Yami."
Ryou looked up and blinked at Yugi.
"You would really...do that for me?" It asked.
Yugi smiled.
"Yes. But there are some conditions...if you're willing..." Yugi said slowly.
"I'll do anythig to get out to this place!"
"Okay, here's what I will do..." Yugi started.
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Mijikai: Phew! Well that's the end of this chapter. Next up is Yami and Leo!
Yugi: Leo the Lion that is.
Yami:...and why do I end up in the collosium again?
Mijikai: It just sounds better if you were there instead of Yugi.
Yami: Yeah right. You just want to get me killed!
Mijikai: -_-............
Yugi: Umm...hope you enjoyed it, and please review!
"Ryou!" called out his father. "Meals are done!"
Ryou turned from the cliff and ran down and jumped into his father's arms.
"What are we eatting this time?" he asked in his high voice.
"Birds, with those big feathers and ugly bald heads," described his father.
"Ewwwwwww!" Ryou complained as he wrinkled his small nose.
His father laughed and tapped his nose.
"I"m only joking. Looks like dried meat and fruit."
"That sounds much better then those birds!"
"I agree!"
He placed Ryou down and held his small hand in his as they both walked towards the buzzing of camp.
~This was my when I was innocent and happy, and never suspected the dangers in life. It wasn't till eight years later that I found that all life his usually ended with tradegy.~
Ryou was a young and energetic young man who had his usual curiousity streak. One night, the tribe camped near a rubble of rocks and the boys had decided to explore the cavern. Ryou had happily joined in and right after supper, they ran towards the pile of rocks and slipped into the opening.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" asked one of them named Arabash.
"Don't be a coward! If you're going to back out, I suggest you do so now!" shouted the lead boy, named Mahama.
Arabash shook his head stubbornly.
"If we get killed though it's you're fault," grunted Ryou's closest friend, Marik.
Mahama only snorted and lead them through a small passage that was so small they had to crawl through it. It seemed hours as they crawled on their knees, and receiving minor scratches on their knees and hands.
"This is pathetic," muttered Marik, who was right behind Ryou.
"Shut up Marik! If you think this is stupid then I suggest you leave right now!"
"You wish Mahama!"
There was only a growl and Marik started cursing under his breath. In what seemed like an enternity they finally emerged from the cramped tunnel, and stretched to sooth their stiff mucles. Ryou looked up and realized that they were in a dimly lit cave and to their bad luck, they forgot a light.
"Now smart one, now what will we do?" came Marik's sarcastic remark.
"Shut the hell up Marik!" Mahama snapped as he turned to find a passage out.
"Maybe we should go back," Arabash suggested shackily.
"Fine, go you little coward!"
"Now just a minute Mahama!" Ryou interupted. "Just because Arabash thinks we should go back does not indicate he is a coward!"
"So, Ryou, you're defending that little weakling?" Mahama asked coldly.
"Arabash is not a weakling! He's just young and can't take things that we can."
"It's his ignorance and cowardiness that makes him like that," he sneered, which made the young one flinch.
Ryou glared, though Mahama probably couldn't see it, and moved to defend Arabash.
"You are being an ass, right now!"
"You dare insult me Ryou?"
"If you continue to insult Arabash I will."
"Why you little albino!"
"You're soul has been taken my sainten, I can tell," Ryou said in a dead whisper.
Silence clouded the chamber, as the words sank in.
"How dare you," he sneered, and lunged for him.
Ryou barely dodged and ran to the left, but only hit the wall. He got up and felt his way along the wall, half thankful it was dark but half regretful. Suddenly, he felt a hand grab him, and they both fell to the ground. He felt hands grab his throat and choked as the fingers applied pressure on his gullet, and started gasping.
"You bastard! I'll make you pay for that!" shouted Mahama.
Ryou desperately forced his body to roll to the left, and was surprised that his his stomach hit the edge of something. He slowly got up, but was shoved by Mahama, who had fallen off his back when he rolled, and Ryou screamed as he fell. As he fell deeper and deeper in darkness, he could faintly hear the words above.
"Holy shit! What did you just do!" shouted Marik.
"That bastard deserved it!"
"Why you little...!"
The words were lost as he lost consiousness.
~This was only the beginning of the down fall of my perfect life, and I regret now of insulting Muhama like that. Or even stepping foot inside the rubble. I dont' know where I went wrong, but ever day I wish that it didn't happen.~
Ryou moaned as he felt his back aching and slowly opened his eyes. It was so dark, he thought he became blind. He slowly sat up and winced as he held a hand to his head.
"Owwww. Where am I?"
No answer replied, though that was expected, and he slowly stood. He felt something sticky on the side of his head, and groaned as he realized what it was.
"Now how am I going to get out of here?" he wondered out loud.
*Who is there?*
Ryou jumped, and turned his head this way and that, but couldn't see anyone.
"Whose there? Show yourself!"
*So, little boy. You have found the secret chamber.*
"All I want is to get out!"
*Follow the lights and you will find you're friends.*
Ryou blinked, but suddenly, small lights lit up to the left. Ryou smiled and ran quickly towards it and ran down the tunnel. It wasn't very long till he tripped and fell flat on his stomach. He groaned as he sat up, when his fingers brushed something. In curiousitly, he grabbed it and without thinking or examining it he slipped it over his neck and continued to dash down the tunnel, not hearing the evil cackle from the chamber behind him.
~*~
"Ryou? Ryou! Allah! You're safe!" shouted his father that was standing outside of the rubble, with other of the people.
Marik was beside his father, and smiled in relief.
"Damn, Ryou. You have us quite a scare. We thought you were dead!"
Ryou smiled at Marik and was embraced by his father, whispering his thanks to Allah that he was safe. Once they parted, Marik noticed the strange obeject over Ryou's neck, and pointed at in with confusion.
"Where did you get that?"
"Oh, this? I found it while running from the chamber I found," he answered as he started examening it.
It was a beautiful piece of work, made of gold. It had ring, with a triangle in the middle with a strange eye in the middle. Strange obejects hung down from it and shimmered erily in the moon light. As he stared, he became transfixed and his eyes started clouding.
*You are mine. You are under my controll.*
Ryou's eyes drooped, and it wasn't till his father threw his arm around his thin shoulders that he snapped out of it.
"Let's go home, son," he said happily.
Ryou gave him a shaky smile and nodded, as his father led him towards a tent.
*That's when it happened. The starting of my cruel fate. I still remember the deed and will never forget.*
Late that night, Ryou and his father went to a river side, they found near there resting spot. His father dipped a bottle into the cool water, as Ryou did the same with the other skins. Suddenly, the ring shimmered and Ryou winced as he felt something stab him and looked down screamed as he saw the sharp points surrounding the ring digging into his chest. Blood dribbled down and he touched one, trying to pull it out, but when he started to, he felt unbareable pain. He felt a jerk, and soon felt...odd. He faintly heard his father come towards him with concern dripping in his voice. He stood and felt his mouth twitch into a smirk. But...is that possible? He could swear he was doing no such thing. He saw his father before him with his hands on his shoulders.
"Ryou are you alright? I heard you scream. Did you get bitten?" he asked with a frown on his face.
The smirk widened, as he met his father's gaze. Ryou wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't. His voice wouldn't work.
*Little one. Why are you struggling? You're only doing what you're instincts tell you.*
Ryou froze. Where was this voice coming from? And what did he mean instincts? He felt his hand shoot up and grab his father's throat, sqeezing it at the pressure points at the side. Ryou screamed, but nothing came from his lips, as his father's eyes went blank and fell limp.
'Stop it! Stop it!' he screamed in his mind, and squeezed his eyes shut as he felt himself crying.
He snapped his eyes open, and gasped as he dropped his father's neck. His father landed and lay there, dead. He breathed frantically and stared with shaking eyes at his hands. He...killed his father. No, he didn't . The demon inside him did. He...he would never do such a thing.
*Don't trouble you're mind with such nonesense. You were just followin you're true instincts. Lust. For blood, and death.*
'No! No!' Ryou screamed at the voice, and fell to his knees, clutching his head. "It wasn't me! It was you!"
*I am mearly a voice. How can I take part in murder? It was you Ryou. It was you who murdered you're father.*
"NO! NO!" Ryou screamed, as he bent over, trying to block out the taunting voice.
"Hey is anyone there!" shouted someone, and Ryou snapped his head up.
In fear and panic, he ran toward a wall of rock and jumped over it, croaching down low.
"(gasp) Look at this! It's Master Bakura!"
"Is he dead?"
"Hmmmmm, yes he is."
"How?"
"Well I see some bruising on the sides of the neck, so I'm suggesting someone choked him."
"We better tell the lord," and footsteps ran back north.
Ryou leaned against the wall, breathing harshly as his eyes were wide and glazed.
"I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I didn't do it," he whispered to himself over and over.
*You poor soul. Of course you did. Why did you hide? Why did you run away? Only criminals do that. Theives and murderes!*
Ryou flinched and held his head.
"No," he moaned. "I didn't do anything."
*You did Ryou. You did. You murdered you're father.*
"Shut up!"
*Poor soul. Can't take the shock of murdering you're father.*
Ryou curled up tighter, as he cried.
"No, no," he groaned.
*Yes. YES!!!*
"No," he whispered, before falling unconsious.
~*~
Once Ryou came to, he found himself on a soft matress, and groggily opened his eyes. Looming over him was Marik, with a young woman sqeezing water out of a towel behind him.
"You okay?" he asked, concerned, as the woman placed a cool cloth on his forehead.
Ryou groaned, and held his head.
"What happened?"
"I was about to ask you that, young Ryou," said the woman.
"Who are you?"
"Her?" Marik asked, pointing a finger to the woman. "She's Isis. My older sister."
She smiled gently at Ryou, and nodded her head in greeting.
"Rest, young Ryou. You need it."
And Ryou did, gladly.
~That was only the beginning. I became a theif and stole valuables and food. I don't know what possessed me. It wasn't till that night that I was caught...~
Ryou felt his body remove itself from bed, and knew what was happeing.
*No! No!*
*Do not fight little one. Let you're instincts take over *
*No! Please!* Ryou begged, but it was to late.
Ryou closed his eyes tightly as he felt himself move and felt something in his hands, and a sickening swish.
"Stop! Murderer!" someone shouted.
Ryou blinked and what he saw made him tremble. He dropped the bloody blade and stared at the leader. His neck had a deep gash and blood ran down his gullet, and a dribble from his mouth. In panic he ran out of the tent, when an spear whizzed by and landed inches from Ryou's foot. He stopped and slowly looked around him. He was surrounded, spear points thrust forward.
"Ryou?!" came a familiar voice, and his eyes landed on Marik's.
"Malik," Ryou whispered, as he collapsed to his knees. "Marik you have to believe me, it wasn't me. It was something else, I don't know what! It's because of this cursed thing!" and gripped the ring, but could not remove it.
It became a dead weight. Marik seemed doubtful at first, then lowered his spear.
"What are you doing!" Shouted another familiar voice.
Ryou growled under his breath as he reconized it as Mahama.
"He's the murderer! He killed our leader! He needs to be sentenced to death!"
"Shut the hell up!" Marik snarled. "Ryou was never a one to lie. I believe him. We need to rid him of the ring! If it remains on him, there will be more slaughter."
"Thank you, Marik," Ryou mumured.
"This is all bull shit!" Mahama screamed with rage, and threw his spear.
Ryou squeezed his eyes shut, but snapped open again when he heard a grunt and a weight fell on him. Ryou practically screamed in horror.
"MARIK!" Ryou shouted, as he held his friend.
Marik's breaths started coming in gasps. The spear was embedded into his stomach, and blood ran freely. He started coughing and turned his head to the side as he retched.
"Marik," Ryou whispered sadly, as his friend turned his glossy purple eyes to his.
"Well, there...goes...Isis's home...meal..." he said with a weak smile.
"Marik, you shouldn't have blocked it! You should have let them kill me!" Ryou shouted, tears forming at the ends of his eyes.
"Nay. I wouldn't live with myself if I let you die. But don't worry. I will be with Allah," he whispered, and he drew his final breath.
"Marik," Ryou whispered as he shook with sobs. "MARIK!!!"
To the surprise of the others, Ryou started glowing red, and his eyes were nothing but a white light. He stood, as the ground shook, and lighting struck. But it wasn't Ryou. It was a demon. The white hair was now wild, and his features turned twisted and hard. His once soft eyes became mean and lust. Canines were bared in anger.
"YOU DARE KILL MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND!!! HAS SAITEN TAKEN YOU'RE HEARTS AND TWISTED THEM AND POISONED YOU'RE MINDS!!!?" his voice boomed as lightning struck again.
*Lust is what you want, little soul. Go for it*
*Shut up! I don't to hear your fucking ranting anymore!!! My only friend is lost! I SHALL NEVER FORGIVE THEM!*
The ground shook, and people watched in horror as the demon, once known as Ryou, picked up a blade made of blood, and with one swipe killed the first line of men. One swipe after another, he killed many. He took a step and raised it once more, when he heard someone shout.
"Stop! Ryou! Please! It's me Arabash! Remember? You stuck up for me! Remember! Please don't slaughter anymore!"
The demon turned slowly to him, and stared. Arabash stood there, in the middle of the sea of blood, and stared with pleading eyes.
"Ryou please. I know your there."
But the demon had no response. Instead it swiped with the sword again. Arabash gasped in pain, as the blade cut his flesh and fell with a splash. His blood ran and was now joining the sea of blood. The action, though, had somehow snap Ryou out of his mental state, and the blade was dropped, as the terrible demon vanished and became a boy. Ryou slowly crawled to Arabash and cradled the bloodied body.
"What have I done?" he whispered, as he cried into the dead boys chest. "What have I done!?"
~It was then, I was tied to a table and my spirit was banished here to Allah's Sin. But before I was gone, I saw the ring flash and the binds broke. The evil spirit had slaughtered the rest of my tribe.~
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"So know you know," Ryou whispered, as it rocked himself back and forth. "Do you know understand?"
Yugi blinked innocently, and put a hand to it's shoulder.
"I believe...it wasn't you're fault."
"How can you say that! I stole, murdered! How can you say that wasn't my fault!" Ryou shouted.
"Because it wasn't. It was all the spirits fault. Not yours. Wake up Ryou! Can't you see that you've been used!"
Ryou looked away, and Yugi felt immediatley bad.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be harsh."
"Yugi..."
"Hm?"
"All I want, is to be with my father. To apologize, and stop that damn spirit!"
"...Ryou...I can't really bring you forth to the beyond. Your soul has been tainted. But I think there is a way for you to leave this place...and you can join me and my brother, Yami."
Ryou looked up and blinked at Yugi.
"You would really...do that for me?" It asked.
Yugi smiled.
"Yes. But there are some conditions...if you're willing..." Yugi said slowly.
"I'll do anythig to get out to this place!"
"Okay, here's what I will do..." Yugi started.
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Mijikai: Phew! Well that's the end of this chapter. Next up is Yami and Leo!
Yugi: Leo the Lion that is.
Yami:...and why do I end up in the collosium again?
Mijikai: It just sounds better if you were there instead of Yugi.
Yami: Yeah right. You just want to get me killed!
Mijikai: -_-............
Yugi: Umm...hope you enjoyed it, and please review!