WARNING!! DARK "R" FIC AHEAD!!!
Note: Please DO NOT READ THE NEXT FOLLOWING CHAPTERS. IGNORE THEM!!! Go! Go!! AWAY!! I'm warning you, so I won't get flames later. It is a part of this fic, but this is the very dark "R & NC-17" rating parts of the fic. If you were offended by the swearing in the previous chapters, your head will spin in this part of the ficcy.
I mean it. This is my first attempt of a dark fic. Some ideas can be found from Silent Hill. A game made by the same company that does Yu-Gi-Oh, KONAMI.
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"The fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh."
-Opening Line from Silent Hill
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I was in my room and changed my regular clothing into black clothing. Soon, I was going to leave for the night and find out more about the Dark Magician. I knew this Pandora guy was going to tell me everything of this lovely dark beauty.
Master of the Dark Magician? He must know a lot about the Dark Magician, even more than me...if he's considered to be the master of it. Hey, could he also be the master of my Dark Magician as well?!
I placed my deck of cards on my chest as I clutched onto them, blushing a shade of red.
Don't worry about me everyone, after I meet this Pandora guy, all my doubts about the Dark Magician will be no more.
I placed the deck back in my pants pocket. I then left my room, ready to take off for the night. I did not want to be late for this appointment.
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Paul was looking at the night sky as he was camping outside with his tour guide. He then looked at his duelist glove, gazing at his collection of prized starchips he won during constant duels. His dream of a being famous duelist in this card game.
The minute he arrived here, he felt an urge to beat the crap out of everyone. At first he thought he was going down, but he wasn't going to go back as a looser. He was going go through the Duelist Kingdom and will eventually fight Pegasus, the creator of this card game.
And if he lost there, his friends will still accept him. No one ever came back from fighting Pegasus and lived to tell his tale about it. Pegasus was known to be a ruthlessly powerful duelist, and with Paul's stragtic winning streak...
All Paul need was 4 more starchips to comfront this man. His tour guide told him to rest, so Paul couldn't finish off his collection.
Paul gave a final look at the night sky before he rested for the night. He was hoping that Vanessa could see him now. He liked how Vanessa watch him play the duel cards and now she had the ability to bring her cards to life.
Paul then moved his head to the side and fell asleep. He was going to show everyone that he was the best...especially to Vanessa.
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I arrived at the appointed place. The masked gentleman was looking at me. There was something about his stare at me didn't make me feel really very uncomfortable about myself.
Maybe I shouldn't come here.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked, "I thought you wanted to learn about the Dark Magician."
"I do want to know about him!" I cried, "Please, I'll do anything to know about him."
Anything? A wicked smile was spread across his face. Anything...
That what Pandora and his Dark Magician were about to plan for me.
"Then..." he replied as he revealed a pathway that lead to the basement, "we shall take this pathway. It shall teach you everything and much more of the Dark Magician. Please, ladies first."
How kind of him. I then approached the stairway and began to descend down from them. Each step I took, I felt I was descending into a darken pit. It was almost if I was exicaviting some lost hidden tomb witll all of its' greatest secrets in the safety of the cold darkness.
Then I felt I was falling...falling?!! I realized I was definately falling! I gave a slight cry as I started to tumble downwards from stair to stair with bruises showing over my body.
That bastard!!! He wasn't being nice at all! He wanted me...
As I retched the bottom of this stairway, I felt a striking pain right at my back as I slammed right onto the floor. Everything went black after that.
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The smell of incense was the first thing I smelled when I was regaining my conciousness. My body was in pain, like someone hurled a thousand knives at me and slashed me repeatedly with this pesky flying knives. As I tried to get up, I notice my body was covered with minor cuts and buises.
Some blood appeared to seep from these wounds...my own blood.
I then looked around the area, seeing the five black candles in various positions as a flame shined brightly at the top of each one. I looked down at the floor and realized the pattern that I was on.
The lighted candles were corresponding points of the Pentacle, a protection and powerful charm in the realm of magic!!! Yet, the candles' positions were not showing the right-side up version of the pentacle.
They were the points of the upside-down pentacle, used commonly as the Sign of the Devil.
"So the whore of the Dark Magician has awaken," Pandora said.
I turned around and saw the masked gentleman. He was standing outside of the pentacle, grinning a devious grin.
"What?" I asked.
"Dark Magicians are very intelligent heartless spellcasters," Pandora began as he glared darkly at me, "they are immune to anything that is thrown at them. Do you want to know why?"
"W-why?"
"They desire pain, they crave for suffering, they lust for blood...especially if it's given to them by innocent ones or virgins. Virgins like you, my pretty. That's why you must sacrifice two of your creatures to play him in the game. The fainted blows on the stairs weren't strong enough, so I decided to cut your pretty soft flesh to release that precious scarlet liquid."
No...that can't be. That couldn't be true. The Feral Imp told me that my Dark Magician...
"You're lying!!" I yelled at him.
"Am I? He already tasted your blood already...and he wants more of you that just mere droplets, my lovely butterfly."
"Who has?!!"
Pandora answered my reply by revealing a curtain. I turned around and saw it. It couldn't be that!! I saw a skeletion wearing an upsidedown pentacle and it held onto the black curtain. No...I couldn't believe my eyes on what was right behind me, and now in front of me.
It was the Dark Magic Curtain. It's used to summon a user of Dark Magic and there were only two users of Dark Magic that curtain could reveal.
Oh God no...
I backed away slowly as the curtain began to reveal who it was. I knew I shouldn't here in the first place!! I placed my hand in my pocket to reach out my deck...
"Is this what you're looking for?" Pandora asked as he held onto my deck, "If you think you can summon your monsters and that Dark Magician to help you...I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that. I think I'll keep this impressive looking beginner's deck and its' precious level 9 Dark Magician as my own."
So that's what his plan was all along!! He wanted that Dark Magician to himself, like the rest of the assholes that were trying to get it! Damnit!!!
I ran towards him. My mamma didn't raise no coward, even though I feel like I am one. Yet when my foot touched the circle of the pentacle, I was easily flunged and slammed into the floor...just like the same way I was shoved down the stairs.
Pain...it easily made itself known once again. I felt it once again as it was all over my body. Sometimes, I think it is my only true friend...
My mind yelled at me to get up...but I couldn't do it.
Then, I was picked up from the ground...and it wasn't from Pandora. I was being held, but it wasn't a way that I was about to be threaten.
Or so I thought I wasn't.
I took a glance of who was holding me. He was dressed in black, his hair was dirty blonde, and skin was a tainted green. He was a darkly green sinister version of...
The Dark M-magician?
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I winced and shuttered to myself, feeling his dark lips on my neck...licking and sucking lightly on one of the wounds on it. I felt like I was being violated and yet I felt like I wanted this. Maybe I wanted this to happen.
Stop it, Vanessa! This is wrong!!! WRONG!!! You must never like people as a desire!! That is truely disgusting!!
I then saw one of his hands started to trail down from my chest and towards my jeans. His other arm was resting on my chest. It didn't take a genious to know what he was going to do next!
"Stop it!!" I cried as I began to stuggle from his grasp, "Please, stop it!!"
He didn't stop it. He nibbled on my neck as he drove his hand into my jeans. I started to really freak out when I felt his firm fingers right near the outer lips of my own virginal cunt.
Pandora was watching, admiring this dark entertaiment in front of him.
"I knew it," Pandora chuckled, "go on, and make this lady your little cum-sucking bitch."
"STOP!!!" I yelled as I violently tried to break free, "If you're really a Dark Magician, then you know what you're doing is seriously wrong!!!"
The sinister magician didn't listen to my cries. His fingers found what they were looking for and began to rub softly on the peach coated bulb. I then began feeling weak down there, my knees started to tremble as his rubbing continue.
"HEY!!!!" I screamed, "DON'T TOUCH THAT!!! I DON'T WANT IT!!!"
But it felt so good, I wanted him to continue. I even felt something from his....
STOP IT AT ONCE!!! You're a disgrace towards all duelists and women!! This is wrong!!! WRONG!!!
The magician smiled in delight as he noticed my trembling from his hands. His other hand made his next move. His other hand ripped off my shirt from my chest and slide down the straps of my bra, revealing my left bare breast. I gave out an devistating cry, mixture of pain and pleasure, as I felt his other hand grabbing onto it and started foundling with it, pinching roughly on the light dark brown and faintly red tipped nipple.
Pandora smiled as he held onto my deck. There wasn't anyone that was going to help me now. I countinued on screaming and screaming as I felt my wounds started to bleed again. I wanted to get out of this mess that I brought myself into. If I only knew...
But my cries of sanity were falling on deaf ears. I was probably going to die here, giving up everything I held so dearly to my heart because I never experiance this lust emotion.
A slight tear started to run down my eye. I'm sorry everyone...I've lost. I lowered my head in disgrace. There was nothing I can do than getting myself molested by a dark spirit, who's probably going to rape me for his own sick twisted amusement, but I'll never notice that.
No one cared for me. No one really did. Everyone always hated me, especially the Dark Magician. He know thinks I probably wanted to get in this mess in the first place!
Why can't I ever fall in love like everyone? Why can't I ever find that someone just for me?
As Pandora looked at my cards, he noticed one of them started to emit an eerie violet glow. Impossible! The lady was under the influence of his Dark Magician now! He couldn't believe his eyes when he found out which card within my deck began to glow darkly.
His hands then started to bleed as he comfronted and held onto the glowing card. The blood from his hands started to fall onto the floor, creating a small pool of blood. He started to freak out as a set of eyes appeared onto the card, glisting a shade of icey violet as they glared deeply into the depths of Pandora's sick twisted soul.
"So..." a dark voice hissed, "you say we desire pain, we crave for suffering, and we lust for blood. Then maybe I won't have to be to merciful when I show you what our true powers is really like, Master."
Pandora starting freaking out. Was the card talking to him?! But that can't be! His Dark Magician was only a mere illusion! It had no soul or heart! It only obeyed to his loyal master's commands, like every monster should!
Dark Magicians never thought for themselves! Even if they were the smarter ones, they always obeyed their orders. That's why the Pharoah Yami loved them so much that he called them by a different name than what everyone else calls them.
That name is...
He looked at the card again. His eyes were wide open as his mouth was gapping wide in horror.
It was the rare level 9 Black Magician card he held in his bleeding hands.
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See kids, this is what happens when you piss off the Dark Magician who has a very close bond to his female mistress...er Master!! *turns red*
-The Clow Hatter
Note: Please DO NOT READ THE NEXT FOLLOWING CHAPTERS. IGNORE THEM!!! Go! Go!! AWAY!! I'm warning you, so I won't get flames later. It is a part of this fic, but this is the very dark "R & NC-17" rating parts of the fic. If you were offended by the swearing in the previous chapters, your head will spin in this part of the ficcy.
I mean it. This is my first attempt of a dark fic. Some ideas can be found from Silent Hill. A game made by the same company that does Yu-Gi-Oh, KONAMI.
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"The fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh."
-Opening Line from Silent Hill
****
I was in my room and changed my regular clothing into black clothing. Soon, I was going to leave for the night and find out more about the Dark Magician. I knew this Pandora guy was going to tell me everything of this lovely dark beauty.
Master of the Dark Magician? He must know a lot about the Dark Magician, even more than me...if he's considered to be the master of it. Hey, could he also be the master of my Dark Magician as well?!
I placed my deck of cards on my chest as I clutched onto them, blushing a shade of red.
Don't worry about me everyone, after I meet this Pandora guy, all my doubts about the Dark Magician will be no more.
I placed the deck back in my pants pocket. I then left my room, ready to take off for the night. I did not want to be late for this appointment.
****
Paul was looking at the night sky as he was camping outside with his tour guide. He then looked at his duelist glove, gazing at his collection of prized starchips he won during constant duels. His dream of a being famous duelist in this card game.
The minute he arrived here, he felt an urge to beat the crap out of everyone. At first he thought he was going down, but he wasn't going to go back as a looser. He was going go through the Duelist Kingdom and will eventually fight Pegasus, the creator of this card game.
And if he lost there, his friends will still accept him. No one ever came back from fighting Pegasus and lived to tell his tale about it. Pegasus was known to be a ruthlessly powerful duelist, and with Paul's stragtic winning streak...
All Paul need was 4 more starchips to comfront this man. His tour guide told him to rest, so Paul couldn't finish off his collection.
Paul gave a final look at the night sky before he rested for the night. He was hoping that Vanessa could see him now. He liked how Vanessa watch him play the duel cards and now she had the ability to bring her cards to life.
Paul then moved his head to the side and fell asleep. He was going to show everyone that he was the best...especially to Vanessa.
****
I arrived at the appointed place. The masked gentleman was looking at me. There was something about his stare at me didn't make me feel really very uncomfortable about myself.
Maybe I shouldn't come here.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked, "I thought you wanted to learn about the Dark Magician."
"I do want to know about him!" I cried, "Please, I'll do anything to know about him."
Anything? A wicked smile was spread across his face. Anything...
That what Pandora and his Dark Magician were about to plan for me.
"Then..." he replied as he revealed a pathway that lead to the basement, "we shall take this pathway. It shall teach you everything and much more of the Dark Magician. Please, ladies first."
How kind of him. I then approached the stairway and began to descend down from them. Each step I took, I felt I was descending into a darken pit. It was almost if I was exicaviting some lost hidden tomb witll all of its' greatest secrets in the safety of the cold darkness.
Then I felt I was falling...falling?!! I realized I was definately falling! I gave a slight cry as I started to tumble downwards from stair to stair with bruises showing over my body.
That bastard!!! He wasn't being nice at all! He wanted me...
As I retched the bottom of this stairway, I felt a striking pain right at my back as I slammed right onto the floor. Everything went black after that.
****
The smell of incense was the first thing I smelled when I was regaining my conciousness. My body was in pain, like someone hurled a thousand knives at me and slashed me repeatedly with this pesky flying knives. As I tried to get up, I notice my body was covered with minor cuts and buises.
Some blood appeared to seep from these wounds...my own blood.
I then looked around the area, seeing the five black candles in various positions as a flame shined brightly at the top of each one. I looked down at the floor and realized the pattern that I was on.
The lighted candles were corresponding points of the Pentacle, a protection and powerful charm in the realm of magic!!! Yet, the candles' positions were not showing the right-side up version of the pentacle.
They were the points of the upside-down pentacle, used commonly as the Sign of the Devil.
"So the whore of the Dark Magician has awaken," Pandora said.
I turned around and saw the masked gentleman. He was standing outside of the pentacle, grinning a devious grin.
"What?" I asked.
"Dark Magicians are very intelligent heartless spellcasters," Pandora began as he glared darkly at me, "they are immune to anything that is thrown at them. Do you want to know why?"
"W-why?"
"They desire pain, they crave for suffering, they lust for blood...especially if it's given to them by innocent ones or virgins. Virgins like you, my pretty. That's why you must sacrifice two of your creatures to play him in the game. The fainted blows on the stairs weren't strong enough, so I decided to cut your pretty soft flesh to release that precious scarlet liquid."
No...that can't be. That couldn't be true. The Feral Imp told me that my Dark Magician...
"You're lying!!" I yelled at him.
"Am I? He already tasted your blood already...and he wants more of you that just mere droplets, my lovely butterfly."
"Who has?!!"
Pandora answered my reply by revealing a curtain. I turned around and saw it. It couldn't be that!! I saw a skeletion wearing an upsidedown pentacle and it held onto the black curtain. No...I couldn't believe my eyes on what was right behind me, and now in front of me.
It was the Dark Magic Curtain. It's used to summon a user of Dark Magic and there were only two users of Dark Magic that curtain could reveal.
Oh God no...
I backed away slowly as the curtain began to reveal who it was. I knew I shouldn't here in the first place!! I placed my hand in my pocket to reach out my deck...
"Is this what you're looking for?" Pandora asked as he held onto my deck, "If you think you can summon your monsters and that Dark Magician to help you...I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that. I think I'll keep this impressive looking beginner's deck and its' precious level 9 Dark Magician as my own."
So that's what his plan was all along!! He wanted that Dark Magician to himself, like the rest of the assholes that were trying to get it! Damnit!!!
I ran towards him. My mamma didn't raise no coward, even though I feel like I am one. Yet when my foot touched the circle of the pentacle, I was easily flunged and slammed into the floor...just like the same way I was shoved down the stairs.
Pain...it easily made itself known once again. I felt it once again as it was all over my body. Sometimes, I think it is my only true friend...
My mind yelled at me to get up...but I couldn't do it.
Then, I was picked up from the ground...and it wasn't from Pandora. I was being held, but it wasn't a way that I was about to be threaten.
Or so I thought I wasn't.
I took a glance of who was holding me. He was dressed in black, his hair was dirty blonde, and skin was a tainted green. He was a darkly green sinister version of...
The Dark M-magician?
****
I winced and shuttered to myself, feeling his dark lips on my neck...licking and sucking lightly on one of the wounds on it. I felt like I was being violated and yet I felt like I wanted this. Maybe I wanted this to happen.
Stop it, Vanessa! This is wrong!!! WRONG!!! You must never like people as a desire!! That is truely disgusting!!
I then saw one of his hands started to trail down from my chest and towards my jeans. His other arm was resting on my chest. It didn't take a genious to know what he was going to do next!
"Stop it!!" I cried as I began to stuggle from his grasp, "Please, stop it!!"
He didn't stop it. He nibbled on my neck as he drove his hand into my jeans. I started to really freak out when I felt his firm fingers right near the outer lips of my own virginal cunt.
Pandora was watching, admiring this dark entertaiment in front of him.
"I knew it," Pandora chuckled, "go on, and make this lady your little cum-sucking bitch."
"STOP!!!" I yelled as I violently tried to break free, "If you're really a Dark Magician, then you know what you're doing is seriously wrong!!!"
The sinister magician didn't listen to my cries. His fingers found what they were looking for and began to rub softly on the peach coated bulb. I then began feeling weak down there, my knees started to tremble as his rubbing continue.
"HEY!!!!" I screamed, "DON'T TOUCH THAT!!! I DON'T WANT IT!!!"
But it felt so good, I wanted him to continue. I even felt something from his....
STOP IT AT ONCE!!! You're a disgrace towards all duelists and women!! This is wrong!!! WRONG!!!
The magician smiled in delight as he noticed my trembling from his hands. His other hand made his next move. His other hand ripped off my shirt from my chest and slide down the straps of my bra, revealing my left bare breast. I gave out an devistating cry, mixture of pain and pleasure, as I felt his other hand grabbing onto it and started foundling with it, pinching roughly on the light dark brown and faintly red tipped nipple.
Pandora smiled as he held onto my deck. There wasn't anyone that was going to help me now. I countinued on screaming and screaming as I felt my wounds started to bleed again. I wanted to get out of this mess that I brought myself into. If I only knew...
But my cries of sanity were falling on deaf ears. I was probably going to die here, giving up everything I held so dearly to my heart because I never experiance this lust emotion.
A slight tear started to run down my eye. I'm sorry everyone...I've lost. I lowered my head in disgrace. There was nothing I can do than getting myself molested by a dark spirit, who's probably going to rape me for his own sick twisted amusement, but I'll never notice that.
No one cared for me. No one really did. Everyone always hated me, especially the Dark Magician. He know thinks I probably wanted to get in this mess in the first place!
Why can't I ever fall in love like everyone? Why can't I ever find that someone just for me?
As Pandora looked at my cards, he noticed one of them started to emit an eerie violet glow. Impossible! The lady was under the influence of his Dark Magician now! He couldn't believe his eyes when he found out which card within my deck began to glow darkly.
His hands then started to bleed as he comfronted and held onto the glowing card. The blood from his hands started to fall onto the floor, creating a small pool of blood. He started to freak out as a set of eyes appeared onto the card, glisting a shade of icey violet as they glared deeply into the depths of Pandora's sick twisted soul.
"So..." a dark voice hissed, "you say we desire pain, we crave for suffering, and we lust for blood. Then maybe I won't have to be to merciful when I show you what our true powers is really like, Master."
Pandora starting freaking out. Was the card talking to him?! But that can't be! His Dark Magician was only a mere illusion! It had no soul or heart! It only obeyed to his loyal master's commands, like every monster should!
Dark Magicians never thought for themselves! Even if they were the smarter ones, they always obeyed their orders. That's why the Pharoah Yami loved them so much that he called them by a different name than what everyone else calls them.
That name is...
He looked at the card again. His eyes were wide open as his mouth was gapping wide in horror.
It was the rare level 9 Black Magician card he held in his bleeding hands.
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See kids, this is what happens when you piss off the Dark Magician who has a very close bond to his female mistress...er Master!! *turns red*
-The Clow Hatter
