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Major plot twist in the last chapter, so this is going to make for one hell of a story. I didn't even plan on something like this. I didn't even know I was going to make Malik the bad person, it just kinda happened, and I went along with it. Well, I hope you won't kill me, and keep reading. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
"I don't know what to think. I mean, here you are, telling me that my best friend in the entire world is betraying me, and playing both sides of the story, and that he wants you for some reason." Said Bakura, after I finished telling him the whole thing. I knew that he would have a hard time believing all this, but I didn't think he'd keep an open mind about the whole thing.
"I know that this would be a little hard for you to digest, so you don't have to believe me if you don't want to, but please don't tell him I overheard you." I told him, wondering if he would have in the first place.
"No, Ryou, everything you tell me is confidential, Malik won't know. I promise." He said, and I was relieved he understood. I still didn't know if he believed me or not, but the fact he wouldn't go anywhere with that info was music to my ears. Bakura got up to leave.
"Anything else you wanted from me?" He asked. I shook my head, and he left.
"I'm going out for awhile. I'll be back in two hours." I yelled towards the kitchen, where Bakura was trying to make a meringue pie, but it wasn't working. Malik was at work that day, working another double shift. Bakura made a muffled noise, which meant he heard me, but had something in his mouth at the time. I started imagining him with a whisk in his mouth, and a bowl and an egg in each hand, and laughed as I left the house and unlocked my bike.
Speaking of bike, I did get one. Which was awesome. Malik had to go and get it; he went and did a lot of things that involved going in public, since we couldn't. I went biking in the mountains behind my house every day after I got it, save the last few days, what with Yami being in the house. It was three in the afternoon, and I started wondering what I'd be able to do to stop Yami from going anywhere. He would leave sometime that night, I knew that. But what could I do to prevent that?
I got on the mountain bike, and started on the dirt path towards the mountains. Biking helped me think. So, what could I do to stop Yami from going away? Did Yugi have anything to do with this? I hoped not. If he was, that would be a major source of blackmail on their part if they realty wanted to get me to cooperate. But what did they want me to cooperate about? I was totally confused. I tried putting all the pieces together in my mind. But unfortunately, I'm pretty narrow-minded. I got lost because I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and the sun started setting.
"Shit!" I yelled out loud, seeing as no one lived anywhere near those mountains, and I was pretty damn pissed. I turned around, and started heading back down the mountain, but where I'd get to the bottom, I had no idea. Since I always abandoned the trail, it didn't matter which way I went because there was nothing to follow. Down was as good as anything. So, I turned around, and started off, down the mountain. It was dead night when I reached the bottom. I must've been out for at lease five or six hours. Damn, Bakura's going to be pissed at me. I thought.
I went in the house to find it extremely dark inside. I thought it was odd, seeing as Bakura would have worried sick about me if I had been gone so long. I looked at the clock. It read 10:35. I had been out for more then eight hours. Bakura might have died, maybe. I flipped on the light in the living room on, and looked around. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on. Nothing broken, nothing even jarred. I went upstairs, and quietly opened the door to Bakura's room. He was on his bed, asleep. He looked as if he hadn't slept for years. I didn't want to disturb him, so I went away, closing the door softly behind me. I decided to see if Yugi was online tonight. I walked into my room, and turned on the light. Everything looked normal in here too. I plugged in my laptop and sat down, and got online. Yugi wasn't on, but because I was bored, I decided to talk to some other people in the room I had made friends with. They knew Yugi too, but they didn't know we knew each other in real life. I suddenly felt something hit my head, and I blacked out.
I woke up extremely groggy, and my head was throbbing. I knew there was something wrong when I saw Yami and Malik, in my room, hovering over me. And I was tied to a chair. Excuse me for being blunt, but that's all I can remember over the pounding headache I had. But everything they said to me that night is etched word for word in my memory.
"So, you woke up. Took long enough." I heard one of them say. My vision was still blurry, so I couldn't tell the difference between the two, but I knew who they were. I shook my head to try to get rid of the blur in my vision, but all it did was magnify the pain in my head.
"Damn, it took almost three hours for the brat to wake up. You said it wouldn't take that long, Malik." Said Yami. My headache started going away, little by little.
"Well, it's not my fault you conked him too hard on the head. I said only enough to put him out. But no, you had to act as if it were a baseball and hit it outta the park!" Said Malik, Yelling at Yami. Yelling was not helping me regain focus. I still couldn't put together enough mental capacity to try to get out of the chair, or even talk.
"But at least he's awake, and we can get what we need out of him." Said Malik, sighing slightly at his accomplice's almost stupid brutality.
"BAKURA!" Was the first thing out of my mouth. Loud, as loud as I could make it. Malik and Yami laughed.
"Maybe we should clue him in." Said Yami to Malik.
"I agree. Well, Ryou, just because he seems like he can't get hurt, a knock on the back of the head with a candleholder will do the trick. Especially if he's busy and doesn't notice the person behind him with the candleholder. And after he's out, he also is human enough to be affected by tranks. " Said Malik, and the thought of Bakura, in there, knocked out by sedatives scared me. Scared the hell out of me.
"So why is it you didn't knock me out?" I asked, really wanting to know. What the hell did they want me for?
"Well, let's just say that without you, our plan is a flop. You see, I work for the government, and have been trying to find a way of killing Bakura for years, especially because the government is offering 10 million to the person who does him in. And with me informing them about you, you've become my top priority. They want Bakura dead. They want you for testing. So now, it's 20 million for the both of you, you alive, and Bakura dead. But they're going to do a few things with Bakura, genetic testing and such, so they want me to bring him alive, and they'll kill him themselves." Said Malik, rushing through this like he never wanted to tell me in the first place, but thought it right for me to know.
"You moron, he can't die!" I yelled at him, not being able to manage anything else.
"Wrong, Ryou. Remember he told you that I was helping him at a genetic test facility, right? Well, he was stupid enough ton provide me with his DNA, and in doing so, it only took me a few years to see what the weak point in the chain was. Attacking that point would break it, hence, no more Bakura. What I have made to kill him with is harmless to anyone but Bakura, and maybe you. Another reason I need you alive, to see how exactly the stuff works." He said. While he was saying it, he was digging through his pockets for something. Apparently, he didn't find it, so he went looking around the room. In my dresser, on my desk, under my bed. He found it. That knife that I had impaled Yami with that night, I had kept it.
"So now I suppose we see if the stuff I made actually works on Mr. Ryou Bakura" Said Malik, a sadistic grin on his face, as he approached me with the knife. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* This chapter was a doosey. It got a little annoying at first, but then it got real obvious. Tell me what you think, about the evil Malik, and the predicament that Ryou's in. Tell me what you think and R&R! Thanks.
Major plot twist in the last chapter, so this is going to make for one hell of a story. I didn't even plan on something like this. I didn't even know I was going to make Malik the bad person, it just kinda happened, and I went along with it. Well, I hope you won't kill me, and keep reading. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
"I don't know what to think. I mean, here you are, telling me that my best friend in the entire world is betraying me, and playing both sides of the story, and that he wants you for some reason." Said Bakura, after I finished telling him the whole thing. I knew that he would have a hard time believing all this, but I didn't think he'd keep an open mind about the whole thing.
"I know that this would be a little hard for you to digest, so you don't have to believe me if you don't want to, but please don't tell him I overheard you." I told him, wondering if he would have in the first place.
"No, Ryou, everything you tell me is confidential, Malik won't know. I promise." He said, and I was relieved he understood. I still didn't know if he believed me or not, but the fact he wouldn't go anywhere with that info was music to my ears. Bakura got up to leave.
"Anything else you wanted from me?" He asked. I shook my head, and he left.
"I'm going out for awhile. I'll be back in two hours." I yelled towards the kitchen, where Bakura was trying to make a meringue pie, but it wasn't working. Malik was at work that day, working another double shift. Bakura made a muffled noise, which meant he heard me, but had something in his mouth at the time. I started imagining him with a whisk in his mouth, and a bowl and an egg in each hand, and laughed as I left the house and unlocked my bike.
Speaking of bike, I did get one. Which was awesome. Malik had to go and get it; he went and did a lot of things that involved going in public, since we couldn't. I went biking in the mountains behind my house every day after I got it, save the last few days, what with Yami being in the house. It was three in the afternoon, and I started wondering what I'd be able to do to stop Yami from going anywhere. He would leave sometime that night, I knew that. But what could I do to prevent that?
I got on the mountain bike, and started on the dirt path towards the mountains. Biking helped me think. So, what could I do to stop Yami from going away? Did Yugi have anything to do with this? I hoped not. If he was, that would be a major source of blackmail on their part if they realty wanted to get me to cooperate. But what did they want me to cooperate about? I was totally confused. I tried putting all the pieces together in my mind. But unfortunately, I'm pretty narrow-minded. I got lost because I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and the sun started setting.
"Shit!" I yelled out loud, seeing as no one lived anywhere near those mountains, and I was pretty damn pissed. I turned around, and started heading back down the mountain, but where I'd get to the bottom, I had no idea. Since I always abandoned the trail, it didn't matter which way I went because there was nothing to follow. Down was as good as anything. So, I turned around, and started off, down the mountain. It was dead night when I reached the bottom. I must've been out for at lease five or six hours. Damn, Bakura's going to be pissed at me. I thought.
I went in the house to find it extremely dark inside. I thought it was odd, seeing as Bakura would have worried sick about me if I had been gone so long. I looked at the clock. It read 10:35. I had been out for more then eight hours. Bakura might have died, maybe. I flipped on the light in the living room on, and looked around. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on. Nothing broken, nothing even jarred. I went upstairs, and quietly opened the door to Bakura's room. He was on his bed, asleep. He looked as if he hadn't slept for years. I didn't want to disturb him, so I went away, closing the door softly behind me. I decided to see if Yugi was online tonight. I walked into my room, and turned on the light. Everything looked normal in here too. I plugged in my laptop and sat down, and got online. Yugi wasn't on, but because I was bored, I decided to talk to some other people in the room I had made friends with. They knew Yugi too, but they didn't know we knew each other in real life. I suddenly felt something hit my head, and I blacked out.
I woke up extremely groggy, and my head was throbbing. I knew there was something wrong when I saw Yami and Malik, in my room, hovering over me. And I was tied to a chair. Excuse me for being blunt, but that's all I can remember over the pounding headache I had. But everything they said to me that night is etched word for word in my memory.
"So, you woke up. Took long enough." I heard one of them say. My vision was still blurry, so I couldn't tell the difference between the two, but I knew who they were. I shook my head to try to get rid of the blur in my vision, but all it did was magnify the pain in my head.
"Damn, it took almost three hours for the brat to wake up. You said it wouldn't take that long, Malik." Said Yami. My headache started going away, little by little.
"Well, it's not my fault you conked him too hard on the head. I said only enough to put him out. But no, you had to act as if it were a baseball and hit it outta the park!" Said Malik, Yelling at Yami. Yelling was not helping me regain focus. I still couldn't put together enough mental capacity to try to get out of the chair, or even talk.
"But at least he's awake, and we can get what we need out of him." Said Malik, sighing slightly at his accomplice's almost stupid brutality.
"BAKURA!" Was the first thing out of my mouth. Loud, as loud as I could make it. Malik and Yami laughed.
"Maybe we should clue him in." Said Yami to Malik.
"I agree. Well, Ryou, just because he seems like he can't get hurt, a knock on the back of the head with a candleholder will do the trick. Especially if he's busy and doesn't notice the person behind him with the candleholder. And after he's out, he also is human enough to be affected by tranks. " Said Malik, and the thought of Bakura, in there, knocked out by sedatives scared me. Scared the hell out of me.
"So why is it you didn't knock me out?" I asked, really wanting to know. What the hell did they want me for?
"Well, let's just say that without you, our plan is a flop. You see, I work for the government, and have been trying to find a way of killing Bakura for years, especially because the government is offering 10 million to the person who does him in. And with me informing them about you, you've become my top priority. They want Bakura dead. They want you for testing. So now, it's 20 million for the both of you, you alive, and Bakura dead. But they're going to do a few things with Bakura, genetic testing and such, so they want me to bring him alive, and they'll kill him themselves." Said Malik, rushing through this like he never wanted to tell me in the first place, but thought it right for me to know.
"You moron, he can't die!" I yelled at him, not being able to manage anything else.
"Wrong, Ryou. Remember he told you that I was helping him at a genetic test facility, right? Well, he was stupid enough ton provide me with his DNA, and in doing so, it only took me a few years to see what the weak point in the chain was. Attacking that point would break it, hence, no more Bakura. What I have made to kill him with is harmless to anyone but Bakura, and maybe you. Another reason I need you alive, to see how exactly the stuff works." He said. While he was saying it, he was digging through his pockets for something. Apparently, he didn't find it, so he went looking around the room. In my dresser, on my desk, under my bed. He found it. That knife that I had impaled Yami with that night, I had kept it.
"So now I suppose we see if the stuff I made actually works on Mr. Ryou Bakura" Said Malik, a sadistic grin on his face, as he approached me with the knife. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* This chapter was a doosey. It got a little annoying at first, but then it got real obvious. Tell me what you think, about the evil Malik, and the predicament that Ryou's in. Tell me what you think and R&R! Thanks.