Author's Note: O.K. that was the longest delay ever but with the hurricane passing through, we had some trouble, but maybe that's just an excuse. The real reason is because I have been having a terrible case of writers block, so I'm writing this on the spur of the moment before my idea fades away. Enjoy Chapter4! -Yuugi-chan

Chapter4:

Priest Seto's POV:
"Kisara, don't! Don't do it!" I screamed.
She was now charging towards the scuffle between my father and my cousin. I reached out to grab her hand so she could end the madness she was causing. The dark aura of shadow spread to me when I grasped her pale hand.
It hurt. It hurt so much. The agony was beyond compare; it was pain beyond pain if there is such a thing. It burned my skin and seeped into every pore of my body. It felt as if searing, white-hot needles were being pushed completely into my skin. Shadow's rose up from my body where I was on my hands and knees yelling in pain on the floor.
Yami must have hurt my screams and he knocked my father away, slamming him into the wall.
"Seto! Seto! You've got to pull free of it! You've got to pull free! Please Seto listen to me! Seto, PLEASE!!!!!" he was shaking me roughly by my shoulders telling me what to do.
The shadows that rose up from me burned his skin like fire and the first layer of his flesh was coming off. He did not seem to be affected by the darkness though; it was as if he was immune to them.
Kisara was faring no better, and she fell to her knees as she took control of her actions and the dark aura faded. In turn, this released me from the darkness and collapsed onto the cold stone floor.
Behind me, Yami was still standing on shaky legs trying to keep his balance. My strength was seeping away and I had to close my eyes to stop the dizziness. The last thing I saw was my father, dragging Kisara away.