This is a Yu-Gi-Oh, fic. Yay! o.o It takes place after Battle City, but
I've decided to pretend everything after that never happened, at least not
yet. Hey, I needed a place to stick the setting, alright? Kazuki Takahashi
owns Yu-Gi-Oh, and all of its characters. I take no claim over them.
EDIT: (Malik's name has been changed to Malik. Yami Marik's name has been changed to Marik. Yami Yugi's name has been changed to Yami.)
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"Spirit, are you awake?" Yugi whispered as he took his millenium puzzle into his hand, awaiting a reply. After a minute or so, Yugi stopped walking, giving his puzzle a good shake. ~What? Hm? I'm awake, what is it Yugi? What's wrong?~ A startled voice entered Yugi's mind. "Calm down, I need your help finding Malik. I know you can cause this puzzle to find people." Yugi said calmly, letting the puzzle rest against his chest again. ~Find Malik? Why do you need to find him? Has something happened?~ the Yami asked. "He ran away suddenly, I think something might be wrong with him. He's been acting weird. Just please, help me find him, no more questions..." The puzzle glowed, a few fuzzy images flashing before Yugi's eyes. ~There, the puzzle has done its duty.~ "Yes, thank you, Spirit." Yugi chirped, heading off in the direction of the things he'd seen.
"What do you want with me? And answer me this time!" Malik shouted at the stranger before him, his violet eyes fired up but still retaining some fear. The man gave a nod, "Yes, yes, calm down... Now boy, I've asked you here in order to have you do something for me." Malik frowned, his hand moving to carefully push some platinum hair from his face, "Look, I don't know who you are, or why you want me, but if it's a favor you're looking for, then find someone else to do it for you. And that stunt you pulled before. You didn't scare me one bit. I only wonder how you pulled it off.." The man sighed lightly, "This would go much faster if you'd stop interrupting me. Besides, this might interest you..." Looking off into the shadows of the building, the man supervised as another light came on, exposing a new figure to Malik's view.
This person didn't seem to be active. But considering their current situation, you wouldn't expect them to be. It was a boy, looking slightly older than Malik, held upright by a metallic hook which dug into the back of a rope secured around his neck. This hook was suspended from the ceiling by a chain leading up into the rafters of the building. So that the boy would not be hanged, he was standing atop a small platform, obviously conscious enough not to fall off of it and have himself killed. His wrists and ankles were tied tight by rope of the same fashion as the one around his neck, rendering them immobile.
Malik's jaw dropped, not because of the fact that this person was tied up, but because he was clothed exactly like himself, save for the replacement of his lavender shirt with an onyx tank top. And he looked like the person who had led him here in the first place, before he changed! "Who is that?" Malik asked in awe, running his eyes over the exaggerated spikes of the older boy's hair. The stranger smiled at Malik's reaction, stifling a chuckle, "He will reveal himself to you soon enough. That is if you wish to get to know him."
Walking over to the older boy, the stranger's expression suddenly went from calm to grim, "You have a choice to make here, boy, does he live, or die?" With that, the stranger kicked the platform out from under the older boy, causing him to start choking. The stranger then vanished completely. Not into a mist or anything, it was as if he had suddenly been erased from sight. Malik headed with a start to the older boy, reacting naturally. He didn't even know who the boy was, his first priority was to get him into safety. As the older boy choked and gagged weakly, Malik struggled with the hook at the back of the boy's neck. Finally wrenching it free, the hanged boy fell to the floor, coming to rest on his side. He coughed and sputtered, trying to calm his fast paced and stuttered breathing.
"Are you alright?" Malik asked quickly, kneeling down beside the boy. The boy in return gave a weak nod, resting his head on the ground. From the way the boy's eyes were glazed, Malik guessed he had been drugged prior to their meeting. Malik ran an index finger over the right side of the boy's face, under his eye, tracing the outline of an engraving... "You're an Ishtar?" Malik asked breathlessly half to the boy and half to himself. ~I've never seen him before in my life! Who is he?~ Malik questioned his sanity for a second.
Malik turned his head to look at the door as it was kicked open. He blinked several times, seeing who was there. "Yugi?" Malik couldn't believe it. Yugi glanced at the previously locked door he had opened, "Yeah," he looked back at Malik, walking his way, "What happened? Who's this?" Yugi asked a few questions as he arrived at Malik's side. Malik got to work trying to untie the boy's wrists, "I..I don't know. I followed someone and found him here. He could be hurt, help me, would you?" He pointed down to the boy's bound ankles. Yugi obeyed, "Yea, ok. Did he say anything?" Malik shook his head, slipping the last of the rope off the boy's hands, "No, he was choking before.." He motions upward to the hook.
The boy sat up slightly, rubbing his right wrist and wincing a little. His eyesight kept failing him and he could only make out blurry shapes and hear muffled voices. He was surrounded by strangers, though not particularly afraid. Yugi tried to be optimistic, offering the boy a smile, "Hello." The boy nodded in reply, not finding the strength to speak yet. He looked at Malik, paying close attention to him. He had a feeling as to who he was and that feeling would be confirmed perhaps if only he could see clearly...
EDIT: (Malik's name has been changed to Malik. Yami Marik's name has been changed to Marik. Yami Yugi's name has been changed to Yami.)
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"Spirit, are you awake?" Yugi whispered as he took his millenium puzzle into his hand, awaiting a reply. After a minute or so, Yugi stopped walking, giving his puzzle a good shake. ~What? Hm? I'm awake, what is it Yugi? What's wrong?~ A startled voice entered Yugi's mind. "Calm down, I need your help finding Malik. I know you can cause this puzzle to find people." Yugi said calmly, letting the puzzle rest against his chest again. ~Find Malik? Why do you need to find him? Has something happened?~ the Yami asked. "He ran away suddenly, I think something might be wrong with him. He's been acting weird. Just please, help me find him, no more questions..." The puzzle glowed, a few fuzzy images flashing before Yugi's eyes. ~There, the puzzle has done its duty.~ "Yes, thank you, Spirit." Yugi chirped, heading off in the direction of the things he'd seen.
"What do you want with me? And answer me this time!" Malik shouted at the stranger before him, his violet eyes fired up but still retaining some fear. The man gave a nod, "Yes, yes, calm down... Now boy, I've asked you here in order to have you do something for me." Malik frowned, his hand moving to carefully push some platinum hair from his face, "Look, I don't know who you are, or why you want me, but if it's a favor you're looking for, then find someone else to do it for you. And that stunt you pulled before. You didn't scare me one bit. I only wonder how you pulled it off.." The man sighed lightly, "This would go much faster if you'd stop interrupting me. Besides, this might interest you..." Looking off into the shadows of the building, the man supervised as another light came on, exposing a new figure to Malik's view.
This person didn't seem to be active. But considering their current situation, you wouldn't expect them to be. It was a boy, looking slightly older than Malik, held upright by a metallic hook which dug into the back of a rope secured around his neck. This hook was suspended from the ceiling by a chain leading up into the rafters of the building. So that the boy would not be hanged, he was standing atop a small platform, obviously conscious enough not to fall off of it and have himself killed. His wrists and ankles were tied tight by rope of the same fashion as the one around his neck, rendering them immobile.
Malik's jaw dropped, not because of the fact that this person was tied up, but because he was clothed exactly like himself, save for the replacement of his lavender shirt with an onyx tank top. And he looked like the person who had led him here in the first place, before he changed! "Who is that?" Malik asked in awe, running his eyes over the exaggerated spikes of the older boy's hair. The stranger smiled at Malik's reaction, stifling a chuckle, "He will reveal himself to you soon enough. That is if you wish to get to know him."
Walking over to the older boy, the stranger's expression suddenly went from calm to grim, "You have a choice to make here, boy, does he live, or die?" With that, the stranger kicked the platform out from under the older boy, causing him to start choking. The stranger then vanished completely. Not into a mist or anything, it was as if he had suddenly been erased from sight. Malik headed with a start to the older boy, reacting naturally. He didn't even know who the boy was, his first priority was to get him into safety. As the older boy choked and gagged weakly, Malik struggled with the hook at the back of the boy's neck. Finally wrenching it free, the hanged boy fell to the floor, coming to rest on his side. He coughed and sputtered, trying to calm his fast paced and stuttered breathing.
"Are you alright?" Malik asked quickly, kneeling down beside the boy. The boy in return gave a weak nod, resting his head on the ground. From the way the boy's eyes were glazed, Malik guessed he had been drugged prior to their meeting. Malik ran an index finger over the right side of the boy's face, under his eye, tracing the outline of an engraving... "You're an Ishtar?" Malik asked breathlessly half to the boy and half to himself. ~I've never seen him before in my life! Who is he?~ Malik questioned his sanity for a second.
Malik turned his head to look at the door as it was kicked open. He blinked several times, seeing who was there. "Yugi?" Malik couldn't believe it. Yugi glanced at the previously locked door he had opened, "Yeah," he looked back at Malik, walking his way, "What happened? Who's this?" Yugi asked a few questions as he arrived at Malik's side. Malik got to work trying to untie the boy's wrists, "I..I don't know. I followed someone and found him here. He could be hurt, help me, would you?" He pointed down to the boy's bound ankles. Yugi obeyed, "Yea, ok. Did he say anything?" Malik shook his head, slipping the last of the rope off the boy's hands, "No, he was choking before.." He motions upward to the hook.
The boy sat up slightly, rubbing his right wrist and wincing a little. His eyesight kept failing him and he could only make out blurry shapes and hear muffled voices. He was surrounded by strangers, though not particularly afraid. Yugi tried to be optimistic, offering the boy a smile, "Hello." The boy nodded in reply, not finding the strength to speak yet. He looked at Malik, paying close attention to him. He had a feeling as to who he was and that feeling would be confirmed perhaps if only he could see clearly...
