Thanks to every one who read my story! I'm sorry about the paragraphs but
it was the first time I uploaded a story and I was to excited to notice
that it was hard to read. Anyways this is my first fanfiction and I hope
you enjoy the second chapter! R+R!!!!!
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It was night and Bakura was waiting for Exodia. He not quite sure about what he was supposed to think of this. She could easily be luring him into a trap.
But if that where so, why didn't she just tell her brother that he was around this morning and be done with it? Maybe she really did want to run away but what for? Bakura was driven from his thoughts when Exodia stepped out of the doorway wearing a black cloak.
As she came closer he noticed that a dagger was sticking out of her left shoulder.
"Ähm, you got a dagger..." Bakura began but was interrupted by Exodia: "Yes, yes I know! How stupid do you think I am?!?"
Bakura lifted an eyebrow "Having a dagger stuck in your left shoulder and not taking it out I would declare you very stupid."
She growled: "Do you think I did that on purpose? That damned brother of mine!"
"Wait a minute! You didn't...?"
"Yes I did, so what? I killed my brother. Well, everyone's going to blame you for it anyway! Oh, and they are going to blame you for kidnapping me too."
Bakura who was shocked by the news and was starting to fear her a bit so all he could get out was: "Why?"
She shock her head while pulling out the knife: "Non of your business. He got what he deserved. And you don't by chance have a piece of cloth with, do you?"
Bakura took of his Shirt and gave it to her.
"Thanks" she mumbled and tied it under her arm. "That'll help with the bleeding."
He looked at her shoulder and sighed: "I hate to say it but with that wound I don't think your up to running away."
Exodia's eyes grew wide: "Are you insane! My brother could have stabbed me in the heart and I'd be still up to running away! Just because of that little cut I am not missing the chance of my life to get out of this place! And if your not helping me I'll, I'll, well I don't know what I will do but it definitely won't be nice."
"Okay, okay! Then follow me!" He led her to a small hole in the wall, and crawled through.
Exodia turned around and looked at the garden, she had spent most of her time here hiding and wondering why she had to be tortured, why she had to be the one that everyone wanted dead.
"Well, they didn't succeed." She thought bitterly and followed Bakura. "even though I had nothing to live for, nothing to hold on to, I lived. I survived even when I lost to my brother in the Shadow Games. Even when he made me play a Penalty Game, I lived. But why? No one else has survived a Penalty Game except me. I guess that's why I'm scared of myself, I have powers and those powers are unpredictable..."
"Exodia? Are you still alive?" Bakura stopped her thoughts.
"What? Oh yes, I am. Don't worry you can't get rid of me that easily!"
Bakura grinned slightly "Okay, here's the plan: We are going to go into the city and steal one of the fishing boats, with them we are going to sail over to Arabia and from there you're on your own, all right?"
Exodia shook her head: "No, I want to stay with you. I know this might seem a bit odd but I don't have a place to go to when I'm in Arabia. All I've ever wanted was to get out of that prison and start a new life. Too just leave all the pain and sadness behind. Forgetting that to start a new life one must be willing to leave the old one behind and forget the pain and exactly that, I cannot."
She smiled slightly. It was a sad smile but her eyes where sparkling like the night sky. Bakura felt a lump form in his throat but for some reason he couldn't say no so he simply nodded and led the way into the city.
All the way he was thinking about what she had said: "Why would someone who had basically all that they needed want to run away from it? And what was the whole story about the pain and sadness? Did she really have a dark side to her and if so how dark is it? How powerful is she and if she had the power to take over the world would she? Would she maybe take over the world with..." he never finished that thought because the heard yelling in the distance.
"I hate to say it tomb robber, but I think we've got a problem. A very big problem!"
"You mean, that they found out that your brother is dead?"
Exodia nodded: "Yep and they are coming to get us or actually to be exact, you and when the find you they'll find me and take me back so what do you do in situation like this?"
"Er... fight?"
"Wrong! Except if you can fight off about 50 guards and the whole island witch I doubt that you can. The correct thing to do would be to... RUN!!!" she cried and dashed forward but came back.
"I don't know the way" she said with an innocent smile.
Bakura rolled his eyes: "Follow me, baka"
And off they ran. Luckily the reached the heaven with out further interference but it would only take a short while before the guards reached the city and woke everybody up.
Exodia quickly slid into one of the fishing boats. "Hurry up" she hissed and Bakura practically jumped in. Exodia cut the rope and of the went.
She slumped down into the boat. "I could die! I've never run that fast in my hole life!"
"Well if your going to stay with me, get used to it!"
"Hey! I didn't say I couldn't get used to it! I just said that I've never run that fast in my life. Anyway I would rather be running that waiting two hours for us to reach the other shore."
Both of them fell silent. The only noise they could hear were the waves as they splashed against the small fishing boat.
"You know, I was wondering why out of all the people in the world, you trusted me? I mean really who would trust a tomb robber?" Bakura asked.
"I... I don't know." Exodia answered she was starring down at the ocean.
"Huh?"
"I mean I don't know why I trusted and still trust you. Let me put it this way if I hadn't left that place tonight I'd be dead in about two weeks. And I guess it was just pure instinct."
She still wasn't looking him in the eyes.
"Why would you die in two weeks?" He wasn't sure if he really wanted to know the answer, he figured that it had to do with her brother.
A tear drop rolled down her cheek: "All I know is that I would have been killed in 13 days, on my sixteenth birthday."
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It was night and Bakura was waiting for Exodia. He not quite sure about what he was supposed to think of this. She could easily be luring him into a trap.
But if that where so, why didn't she just tell her brother that he was around this morning and be done with it? Maybe she really did want to run away but what for? Bakura was driven from his thoughts when Exodia stepped out of the doorway wearing a black cloak.
As she came closer he noticed that a dagger was sticking out of her left shoulder.
"Ähm, you got a dagger..." Bakura began but was interrupted by Exodia: "Yes, yes I know! How stupid do you think I am?!?"
Bakura lifted an eyebrow "Having a dagger stuck in your left shoulder and not taking it out I would declare you very stupid."
She growled: "Do you think I did that on purpose? That damned brother of mine!"
"Wait a minute! You didn't...?"
"Yes I did, so what? I killed my brother. Well, everyone's going to blame you for it anyway! Oh, and they are going to blame you for kidnapping me too."
Bakura who was shocked by the news and was starting to fear her a bit so all he could get out was: "Why?"
She shock her head while pulling out the knife: "Non of your business. He got what he deserved. And you don't by chance have a piece of cloth with, do you?"
Bakura took of his Shirt and gave it to her.
"Thanks" she mumbled and tied it under her arm. "That'll help with the bleeding."
He looked at her shoulder and sighed: "I hate to say it but with that wound I don't think your up to running away."
Exodia's eyes grew wide: "Are you insane! My brother could have stabbed me in the heart and I'd be still up to running away! Just because of that little cut I am not missing the chance of my life to get out of this place! And if your not helping me I'll, I'll, well I don't know what I will do but it definitely won't be nice."
"Okay, okay! Then follow me!" He led her to a small hole in the wall, and crawled through.
Exodia turned around and looked at the garden, she had spent most of her time here hiding and wondering why she had to be tortured, why she had to be the one that everyone wanted dead.
"Well, they didn't succeed." She thought bitterly and followed Bakura. "even though I had nothing to live for, nothing to hold on to, I lived. I survived even when I lost to my brother in the Shadow Games. Even when he made me play a Penalty Game, I lived. But why? No one else has survived a Penalty Game except me. I guess that's why I'm scared of myself, I have powers and those powers are unpredictable..."
"Exodia? Are you still alive?" Bakura stopped her thoughts.
"What? Oh yes, I am. Don't worry you can't get rid of me that easily!"
Bakura grinned slightly "Okay, here's the plan: We are going to go into the city and steal one of the fishing boats, with them we are going to sail over to Arabia and from there you're on your own, all right?"
Exodia shook her head: "No, I want to stay with you. I know this might seem a bit odd but I don't have a place to go to when I'm in Arabia. All I've ever wanted was to get out of that prison and start a new life. Too just leave all the pain and sadness behind. Forgetting that to start a new life one must be willing to leave the old one behind and forget the pain and exactly that, I cannot."
She smiled slightly. It was a sad smile but her eyes where sparkling like the night sky. Bakura felt a lump form in his throat but for some reason he couldn't say no so he simply nodded and led the way into the city.
All the way he was thinking about what she had said: "Why would someone who had basically all that they needed want to run away from it? And what was the whole story about the pain and sadness? Did she really have a dark side to her and if so how dark is it? How powerful is she and if she had the power to take over the world would she? Would she maybe take over the world with..." he never finished that thought because the heard yelling in the distance.
"I hate to say it tomb robber, but I think we've got a problem. A very big problem!"
"You mean, that they found out that your brother is dead?"
Exodia nodded: "Yep and they are coming to get us or actually to be exact, you and when the find you they'll find me and take me back so what do you do in situation like this?"
"Er... fight?"
"Wrong! Except if you can fight off about 50 guards and the whole island witch I doubt that you can. The correct thing to do would be to... RUN!!!" she cried and dashed forward but came back.
"I don't know the way" she said with an innocent smile.
Bakura rolled his eyes: "Follow me, baka"
And off they ran. Luckily the reached the heaven with out further interference but it would only take a short while before the guards reached the city and woke everybody up.
Exodia quickly slid into one of the fishing boats. "Hurry up" she hissed and Bakura practically jumped in. Exodia cut the rope and of the went.
She slumped down into the boat. "I could die! I've never run that fast in my hole life!"
"Well if your going to stay with me, get used to it!"
"Hey! I didn't say I couldn't get used to it! I just said that I've never run that fast in my life. Anyway I would rather be running that waiting two hours for us to reach the other shore."
Both of them fell silent. The only noise they could hear were the waves as they splashed against the small fishing boat.
"You know, I was wondering why out of all the people in the world, you trusted me? I mean really who would trust a tomb robber?" Bakura asked.
"I... I don't know." Exodia answered she was starring down at the ocean.
"Huh?"
"I mean I don't know why I trusted and still trust you. Let me put it this way if I hadn't left that place tonight I'd be dead in about two weeks. And I guess it was just pure instinct."
She still wasn't looking him in the eyes.
"Why would you die in two weeks?" He wasn't sure if he really wanted to know the answer, he figured that it had to do with her brother.
A tear drop rolled down her cheek: "All I know is that I would have been killed in 13 days, on my sixteenth birthday."