Chapter 8 - A Lifeline, the Knife and Death
[Thanks for the reviews ^^ and sorry for the wait! I bashed my elbow really hard a while ago and it had swollen up, and it was quite hard to bend it .o But it feels a bit better now so I'm typing this as fast as I can. This chapter will switch point of views quite a bit so enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't know any of that STUFF o_O]
Yugi, Yami, Seto, Tea and Isis carefully got out of the limousine, keeping their senses on full guard. Kaiba approached the front door first and slowly, but carefully, opened the door. The house was pretty much close to dead silent as the group cautiously walked inside. They all jumped when the front door slammed shut and Yami Bakura stood there with his arms crossed, smirking.
"Bakura!" said Yugi as he thought he saw his friend.
"Wrong, mortal." Sneered Yami Bakura as he uncrossed his arms.
"Where's my brother and Chikara?" asked Isis as she eyed Yami Bakura cautiously.
"They are out on a little hunting expedition...it's a shame really, that they didn't take me along..." sighed Yami Bakura.
"Hunting expedition?" said Kaiba to himself. "Wait a minute. She's going after the killer, isn't she?!"
"Correct," snickered Yami Bakura. "And it would be quite rude if any of you interfered...there would be a lot of damage done for disturbing the hunt."
"You don't understand, tomb robber." Said Yami as he narrowed his eyes at him. "If we don't stop this, Chikara could end up dead and this world would be plunged into chaos and an era of darkness. Yami Malik will backstab you."
Yami Bakura just shrugged and laughed. "Does it look like I care? I have nothing to lose, really."
"You should care!" said Tea. "You two are just plain sick! What did you do to her?"
"Nothing really," he replied mysteriously. "Being as vulnerable as she was, it was not very hard to...convince her over to her true side. She was never meant to be calm and innocent. Yet she is confused."
"She was meant to be herself. No one else. Just because the spirit within her millennium item is a little overactive, does not mean that Chikara cannot live like the rest of us." Growled Yami.
"Say what you want, Pharaoh. It is already too late for you all to do anything. As we speak, the two are hunting down the remaining gunman and are going for the kill, and then the real fun begins." Replied Yami Bakura in a low and dangerous tone. "And if you choose to disapprove of this and take action against it...you will be all locked in the shadow realm for all eternity!"
*~*~*~ Chikara's point of view~*~*~*
Running. That's what is happening. We're running. Oh how I love the feeling of the warm mid-summer air brush by me. How long have we been running? I don't know...perhaps an hour, maybe more? But I do not feel tired, exhausted, nor worn out. I feel...free, like the rarest bird in all of Egypt being set free to find its own destiny. Destiny...I have no destiny, do I? Perhaps I do. This world is so calm, yet simple. It needs a ruler. It needs order. An order of complete destruction and chaos, that is.
A few flashes of lightning and dark clouds gather around? A storm...how I love the power of a lightning storm. It is so free, so powerful to do whatever it pleases. The mortal humans are so restricted with their power. They do not possess magic. They do not possess much power. Only enough to bluff and think they can control the world. Mortals...am I human? I feel so cornered. I have limits. Yet it feels like another side of me has all the power that can be grasped. Shall I turn to that side to help me? I'm so confused...
My friend, my platinum-coloured hair friend. He calls my name and he stops running. I follow in suit and glance around. Many, many buildings. No mortals around. They have no tolerance for the pelting, yet gentle rain that cleanses this place. Then it hits me. The pain from the running and the cuts all over my body start to ache. I feel sick. My stomach churns. The rain soaks my hair and it sticks to the back of my neck and the sides of my face. I suddenly feel cold. Ice cold.
Something is wrong, but I do not know what it is...it hurts and I'm cold. His blue lavender eyes watch me carefully. He seems to know what's going on. I look in a shop window, seeing my reflection in a mirror that is on display. Is that really me? My eyes...they are the colour of blood. My face...it looks deathly pale. Am I dead? My cloak is torn at the shoulders. I have no sleeves. The blood that rushes through my veins is hurting me. It pounds against the closed wounds on my arms.
I look in the mirror more. Something else is there. Something...innocent. I press my hands lightly against the glass pane of the window, looking closer at the mirror. Was I always like this? No...I was happy before. Before...those bastards killed my parents. I was helpless...powerless to do anything. But now I'm not. I can kill the remaining one that does not care. Seemingly has no emotion. The scent of his blood is still fresh. He was wounded. He cannot hide from me. He is going to die...and die, he will...
*~*~*~ Yami Malik's point of view~*~*~*~
I only understand her. No one else does. Not even the tomb robber, the pharaoh, nor does the rich boy. I've known her longer. I know her power. I know her weaknesses. She will be by my side as this world will be mine. Revenge will be sweet, and it will be plentiful. Not one will stand a chance against us. They will not oppose, nor will they have the strength to attempt to overthrow. I felt a smirk appear on my face as I watched the poor girl. She is so lost. She lost everything to her. But I will help her. Help her find her true nature. Her true side...of evil.
My light is stirring within his soul room. Trapped within four walls. His weaknesses grants me great power. He is aware of what is going on, and can do nothing to prevent it. He can only watch, powerless, as the world he once tried to conquer, falls under the power of his dark half and the sorceress. A mere mortal does not comprehend the fate that will be bestowed upon their lives. I walk over to the lost girl, placing one of my hands lightly on her shoulder. I will guide her and help her get through this. It means the death of many pathetic mortals. They are all going to die...by the hand of my little desert flower. [A.N: I did NOT just type that o_o;]
*~*~*~ End of point of a view, and scene changes to Joey, Tristan and Mokuba~*~*~*~
Joey sighed and kicked a piece of broken wood across the floor of the abandoned apartment building. The three had managed to get inside without being seen and so far, they found nothing. Tristan leaned against a wall with his arms crossed, while Mokuba still snooped around, trying to find something or ANYTHING useful.
"There's nothing here." Mumbled Joey as he stopped kicking. "Isis only sent us here away from the action. I ain't no babysitter."
"Hey guys, come here quick!" yelled Mokuba from another room.
The two boys looked at each other, shrugged and ran to where Mokuba's voice came from. Joey skidded to a stop as soon as he stepped into the room.
"What the hell!?" he said as he looked around.
The walls had random burn spots all over, the floor had trails of blood and there were odd carvings.
"What the hell happened here?" asked Tristan to no one in particular as he stepped back from some of the blood.
"This must be Chikara's blood!" said Mokuba as he thought for a while. "Seto said that she was at our house and she was in bad condition...she must have been cut up!"
"That's just...but...Aw, GROSS!" complained Joey. "Let's get outta here!"
The three turned to leave then they noticed the entrance was blocked off and a pistol was being pointed at them. "No one is going anywhere..."
Yami Malik stood in front of the store with Chikara for a while longer until he was finally getting sick of the rain. Even though he wanted to destroy this world, and cause hell, he didn't want to stand in the rain for the whole entire time...watching a girl mindlessly gaze into a mirror in pure confusion. He growled as he could hear his light's protests from his soul room. He squeezed Chikara's shoulder a bit and somewhat glared at himself in the mirror.
//I am only going to tell you this once, boy! Shut up or else! // hissed Yami Malik through the link.
/You can't do this, yami! I won't let you! Chikara has been tortured enough, damn it! And she doesn't need YOU stalking her everywhere she goes and trying to control her! / snapped Malik.
Yami Malik growled then burst out laughing, psychotically. He gently patted Chikara on the head and smirked at himself in the mirror. //I'm afraid that you are too late, my pathetic light. She's already mine. //
/You are going to get her killed-/
//SILENCE!// barked Yami Malik to his lighter half. // I will hear no more of your insolent whining! IF I happen to hear any more, then you are the second one to die! //
Malik bit his lip nervously and stayed silent in his soul room, knowing he was powerless to do anything. But he had to do something! Meanwhile, Yami Malik looked back at Chikara but she was no longer there. He looked around, getting very annoyed at the constant rain that poured down on him.
"Damn it!" muttered Yami Malik as he glanced around again. "Where the hell did she go!?"
Then he spotted Chikara as she ran around a corner, back towards the direction of the abandoned apartment building. He wondered why she left without notice and in such a hurry but he followed her, not wanting to lose track of her and he wanted to know exactly WHAT she was running after. After a few moments, and as he suspected, they had both arrived in front of the apartment buildings. He could hear some noise from the interior of the building and glanced at Chikara as she approached the building with stealth. Yami Malik was aware that the armed murderer would be inside of the building and found it quite interesting to think of what Chikara would to do him once she got inside.
"The final showdown...how pleasant," he said to himself as he started walking after Chikara.
As that was happening, the gunman ordered Mokuba, Tristan and Joey into a corner, pointing the gun at them.
"Get a move on, brats! Try anything funny and these lovely walls will be painted a new colour." he sneered. "The colour of your BLOOD!"
Mokuba backed off as far as he could and as secretly as he could, tried to press a button on the cell phone that he had attached to his back pocket.
'Where is the panic button?!' he thought frantically as he kept his eyes on the gunman.
"HEY! What the hell are you doing, kid!?" yelled the gunman as he noticed Mokuba's movement.
Mokuba jumped back, and into the corner, putting his arms back at his sides. "Nothing, you big creep! When the police find out what you are doing, you are really going to get it! Even worse if my big brother finds you!"
"Shut up or I'll kill ya!" snarled the gunman as he aimed the gun at Mokuba.
Joey stood in front of Mokuba, nervous as hell as he did his best to protect the younger boy. "'ey. Take it easy. The little kid can't do anything to ya, even if he wanted to!"
Mokuba was about to yell back in protest but he took the small moment to look for the panic button on his cell phone. With luck on his side, he found it and pressed it a couple of times.
'Please, big brother! Please come and help us!' Mokuba pleaded silently as he put his arms at his sides and stayed hidden behind Joey.
Back at Chikara's home, the group was still trapped inside and Yami Bakura did not let them out his sight. Kaiba was about to try a way to escape when his cell phone made a few beeping noises. He picked it up, frustrated, and answered it.
"What is it!?" he snapped angrily, glaring ice at the white haired yami; who watched him cautiously.
"Mister Kaiba, sir. There were a few emergency signals that trace back to Mokuba Kaiba's cell phone. We tracked it on the satellite and he is located where the incident happened with the police and the empty apartment buildings." explained one of Kaiba's servants. "By the looks of it, it seems very urgent and crucial that you get there as fast as possible."
"...Mokuba..." said Kaiba quietly, lowering his arm.
Yugi bit his lip nervously, realizing that Joey and Tristan were with Mokuba and they were most likely in great danger.
"Move it, tomb robber! We don't have time for your childish games! Lives are at stake and we're not going to let you get in our way of saving them!" growled Yami as he clenched his hands into tight fists.
"Well isn't that a pity. A few worthless lives of a mutt, a moron and a brat. Personally, I could not care less and I can already picture the looks on your pathetic faces when you see their dead bo-ARGH!"
Yami Bakura's eye twitched as he stood somewhat half hunched over, with his stomach just being punched quite hard.
"We either do this the easy way or the hard way. Right now, I have to save my brother and get Chikara away from Malik." Growled Kaiba as he strode past the winded yami and walked out of the house.
The others followed the CEO student, but Tea stayed behind; since Yami Bakura had let his light take over once again. It might have not been a wise choice, but the others were needed more at the location where the hostages were. Kaiba climbed into the limousine quickly and ordered the driver to take the group to the somewhat outskirts of the city, where Mokuba's signal came from. As soon as Yugi, the last one to enter the vehicle, closed the door, the limo took off.
Kaiba nervously, yet angrily tapped his fingers on the inside of the door as he looked at the scenery that rushed by him. Judging by what one of his employees had said, Mokuba must have been in great danger.
'The last gunman...it must have been him that was there!' scowled Kaiba silently. 'He must be holding Mokuba hostage to get to Chikara! I don't like that fact that she is hanging around with the psychotic freak, Malik...or his yami, at least...I swear, if anything happens to Chikara, I'm going to kill Malik with my own bare hands. With or without any weapons...'
Several moments later, the limousine pulled up to the somewhat rundown neighborhood and he jumped out of the vehicle, surveying the area for any police officials or any innocent by-standers. He found no one and started heading towards the broken front door when he heard a shot go off, and some yelling from the higher floors. He grit his teeth and carefully made his way inside of the building, being quick but not wanting to be caught within the line of fire.
Isis, Yami and Yugi stepped out of the limousine, watching the determined Kaiba run head-on into the building. Yugi was about to follow but he was stopped by a strong hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked up at his yami.
"Yugi, I don't want you going in there. It is too dangerous and I don't want anything happening to you. I want you to stay out here." Explained Yami.
"But...what if something happens? I can help really, Yami!" protested Yugi.
"All that I ask for is for you to keep yourself safe. If the situation gets out of hand, you can get away quite quickly. That is all I ask for." Said Yami a bit more quietly. "We will return soon. With Mokuba, Chikara and our friends."
Yugi nodded, but he really wanted to help with the others. He watched as Isis and his yami walk towards the building, keeping their guard up. He sat back in the vehicle and waited patiently, hoping that nothing terrible would happen. It was a shame that some things could not be resolved that easily. All Yugi could do was stay back and hope.
Inside of the building, the gunman was shooting at Chikara each time when she tried to attack him with a dagger. There was much risk in this stand off. The hostages, Mokuba, Joey and Tristan, were still in great danger themselves. One, they could not escape their corner and two...Yami Malik was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, watching the two somewhat crazy people go at each other. It was a fight that he did not want to miss, nor interrupted. His own psychotic thoughts were interrupted when Kaiba came storming up the stairs and pushed him forward. Yami Malik looked back at Kaiba and smirked.
'Well, this just keeps getting better and better.' He chuckled to himself mentally.
The gunman suddenly shot the gun and the bullet went into Chikara's right shoulder. Chikara dropped her bladed weapon and grasped her shoulder with her other hand, trying not to yell out of sheer pain. She was rendered somewhat helpless now.
"What the hell is going on!?" yelled out Kaiba as he took a step into the room. "This has to stop right now!"
The gun barrel was rested on Chikara's side as she was taken as the new hostage. "This will stop when I fucking well tell it to stop! This little bitch has caused me a lot of trouble and a few good men. The bank heist almost went PERFECTLY but it got screwed up with her car ramming into our getaway truck!"
"Look it, you bastard!" snapped Kaiba angrily. "You killed both of her parents! She's not...not SANE anymore because of you and your friends! She has EVERY right in the world to kill you! Sniveling cowards such as you do not even deserve to live!"
"Big words for a guy who is about to watch this bitch die." Spat out the gunman as he adjusted his grip on the trigger, threatening to pull it.
"You wouldn't dare! If you even try it, I am going to kill you with my own hands! IF you hurt a hair on my brother's head OR hurt Chikara, you are as good as dead!" hissed Kaiba, the rage building up inside of him more.
"Go ahead and try it, rich boy!" yelled the gunman as he just pulled the trigger and shot Chikara in the side, watching the bullet came out of her stomach.
The room was silent, except the echo of the shot as most of them stood silently. Kaiba, as well as the others, watched in horror and shock as Chikara was pushed forward and she fell face first into the ground, her free hand twitching slightly as the wound in her side and her shoulder started bleeding quite a bit. Yami Malik furrowed his eyebrows and watched the elder Kaiba run over to Chikara, ignoring the fact that the gunman could still be loaded with ammunition.
'That boy really cares about her...no matter what she is...' thought Yami Malik to himself as he shifted his gaze back to the gunman and frowned. 'Maybe I'll do the mortals a favor...it would benefit all of us...mostly me.'
Yami Malik smirked and looked as evil as he did before, in battle city. He took out the millennium rod and slid the end off of it, revealing the sharp knife. He started approaching the gunman, smirking evilly and psychotically once again. At that moment, the target was unaware of his hunter as he tried to reload the pistol as quickly as he could. The next thing that he knew was that a blade was brutally stabbed into his chest. He looked up and saw the psychotic spirit smirking down at him.
"Next stop...the underworld..." hissed Yami Malik.
He tore the knife out of the gunman's chest and watched as the gunman dropped his pistol and grasped his chest, trying to stop the profusely bleeding wound in his chest.
'Deep enough to kill him, yet shaped like he shot himself...' chuckled Yami Malik to himself as he watched the wounded man slowly and painfully die. 'I'm going to regret doing a good deed for the mortals...but at least I got to kill one of them...'
Mokuba ran up to his big brother and looked at him, with fear in his eyes. "Seto, is she gonna be okay?"
Kaiba took off his trench coat and wrapped it around Chikara, turning her onto her back and looking at her face frantically. 'Oh god, she can't die. I can't believe this is like what Isis said...she can't die...'
"Mokuba, phone the paramedics immediately and go outside to Yugi." Said Kaiba quietly as he started hugging Chikara, not too tightly to make her wounds bleed more.
"Please don't die, Chikara...come on...stay with me," whispered Kaiba quietly, hoping that she would at least open her eyes.
'Her face is too pale...' thought Kaiba, fearing for the worse.
Mokuba ran outside as fast as he could towards the parked limousine. "Yugi! Tell the driver to call 911! Chikara's been shot! Twice! Hurry, Yugi! Phone them!"
Yugi's eyes widened at the sudden news and leaned into the car. "You heard, Mokuba, sir! Can you please call some paramedics? This sounds really serious!"
A few moments later, ambulance sirens were heard and the emergency vehicles were seen up the empty street.
[By Ra, I'm bad with updates -_- I just finished this now and I've been sick and depressed for a week. So I apologize for the complete lack of effort that I've made to post updates for my stories. This chapter was made longer because of it. So...I hope you enjoyed the chapter and stuff and I'll try to post the next one as soon as possible.]
[Thanks for the reviews ^^ and sorry for the wait! I bashed my elbow really hard a while ago and it had swollen up, and it was quite hard to bend it .o But it feels a bit better now so I'm typing this as fast as I can. This chapter will switch point of views quite a bit so enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't know any of that STUFF o_O]
Yugi, Yami, Seto, Tea and Isis carefully got out of the limousine, keeping their senses on full guard. Kaiba approached the front door first and slowly, but carefully, opened the door. The house was pretty much close to dead silent as the group cautiously walked inside. They all jumped when the front door slammed shut and Yami Bakura stood there with his arms crossed, smirking.
"Bakura!" said Yugi as he thought he saw his friend.
"Wrong, mortal." Sneered Yami Bakura as he uncrossed his arms.
"Where's my brother and Chikara?" asked Isis as she eyed Yami Bakura cautiously.
"They are out on a little hunting expedition...it's a shame really, that they didn't take me along..." sighed Yami Bakura.
"Hunting expedition?" said Kaiba to himself. "Wait a minute. She's going after the killer, isn't she?!"
"Correct," snickered Yami Bakura. "And it would be quite rude if any of you interfered...there would be a lot of damage done for disturbing the hunt."
"You don't understand, tomb robber." Said Yami as he narrowed his eyes at him. "If we don't stop this, Chikara could end up dead and this world would be plunged into chaos and an era of darkness. Yami Malik will backstab you."
Yami Bakura just shrugged and laughed. "Does it look like I care? I have nothing to lose, really."
"You should care!" said Tea. "You two are just plain sick! What did you do to her?"
"Nothing really," he replied mysteriously. "Being as vulnerable as she was, it was not very hard to...convince her over to her true side. She was never meant to be calm and innocent. Yet she is confused."
"She was meant to be herself. No one else. Just because the spirit within her millennium item is a little overactive, does not mean that Chikara cannot live like the rest of us." Growled Yami.
"Say what you want, Pharaoh. It is already too late for you all to do anything. As we speak, the two are hunting down the remaining gunman and are going for the kill, and then the real fun begins." Replied Yami Bakura in a low and dangerous tone. "And if you choose to disapprove of this and take action against it...you will be all locked in the shadow realm for all eternity!"
*~*~*~ Chikara's point of view~*~*~*
Running. That's what is happening. We're running. Oh how I love the feeling of the warm mid-summer air brush by me. How long have we been running? I don't know...perhaps an hour, maybe more? But I do not feel tired, exhausted, nor worn out. I feel...free, like the rarest bird in all of Egypt being set free to find its own destiny. Destiny...I have no destiny, do I? Perhaps I do. This world is so calm, yet simple. It needs a ruler. It needs order. An order of complete destruction and chaos, that is.
A few flashes of lightning and dark clouds gather around? A storm...how I love the power of a lightning storm. It is so free, so powerful to do whatever it pleases. The mortal humans are so restricted with their power. They do not possess magic. They do not possess much power. Only enough to bluff and think they can control the world. Mortals...am I human? I feel so cornered. I have limits. Yet it feels like another side of me has all the power that can be grasped. Shall I turn to that side to help me? I'm so confused...
My friend, my platinum-coloured hair friend. He calls my name and he stops running. I follow in suit and glance around. Many, many buildings. No mortals around. They have no tolerance for the pelting, yet gentle rain that cleanses this place. Then it hits me. The pain from the running and the cuts all over my body start to ache. I feel sick. My stomach churns. The rain soaks my hair and it sticks to the back of my neck and the sides of my face. I suddenly feel cold. Ice cold.
Something is wrong, but I do not know what it is...it hurts and I'm cold. His blue lavender eyes watch me carefully. He seems to know what's going on. I look in a shop window, seeing my reflection in a mirror that is on display. Is that really me? My eyes...they are the colour of blood. My face...it looks deathly pale. Am I dead? My cloak is torn at the shoulders. I have no sleeves. The blood that rushes through my veins is hurting me. It pounds against the closed wounds on my arms.
I look in the mirror more. Something else is there. Something...innocent. I press my hands lightly against the glass pane of the window, looking closer at the mirror. Was I always like this? No...I was happy before. Before...those bastards killed my parents. I was helpless...powerless to do anything. But now I'm not. I can kill the remaining one that does not care. Seemingly has no emotion. The scent of his blood is still fresh. He was wounded. He cannot hide from me. He is going to die...and die, he will...
*~*~*~ Yami Malik's point of view~*~*~*~
I only understand her. No one else does. Not even the tomb robber, the pharaoh, nor does the rich boy. I've known her longer. I know her power. I know her weaknesses. She will be by my side as this world will be mine. Revenge will be sweet, and it will be plentiful. Not one will stand a chance against us. They will not oppose, nor will they have the strength to attempt to overthrow. I felt a smirk appear on my face as I watched the poor girl. She is so lost. She lost everything to her. But I will help her. Help her find her true nature. Her true side...of evil.
My light is stirring within his soul room. Trapped within four walls. His weaknesses grants me great power. He is aware of what is going on, and can do nothing to prevent it. He can only watch, powerless, as the world he once tried to conquer, falls under the power of his dark half and the sorceress. A mere mortal does not comprehend the fate that will be bestowed upon their lives. I walk over to the lost girl, placing one of my hands lightly on her shoulder. I will guide her and help her get through this. It means the death of many pathetic mortals. They are all going to die...by the hand of my little desert flower. [A.N: I did NOT just type that o_o;]
*~*~*~ End of point of a view, and scene changes to Joey, Tristan and Mokuba~*~*~*~
Joey sighed and kicked a piece of broken wood across the floor of the abandoned apartment building. The three had managed to get inside without being seen and so far, they found nothing. Tristan leaned against a wall with his arms crossed, while Mokuba still snooped around, trying to find something or ANYTHING useful.
"There's nothing here." Mumbled Joey as he stopped kicking. "Isis only sent us here away from the action. I ain't no babysitter."
"Hey guys, come here quick!" yelled Mokuba from another room.
The two boys looked at each other, shrugged and ran to where Mokuba's voice came from. Joey skidded to a stop as soon as he stepped into the room.
"What the hell!?" he said as he looked around.
The walls had random burn spots all over, the floor had trails of blood and there were odd carvings.
"What the hell happened here?" asked Tristan to no one in particular as he stepped back from some of the blood.
"This must be Chikara's blood!" said Mokuba as he thought for a while. "Seto said that she was at our house and she was in bad condition...she must have been cut up!"
"That's just...but...Aw, GROSS!" complained Joey. "Let's get outta here!"
The three turned to leave then they noticed the entrance was blocked off and a pistol was being pointed at them. "No one is going anywhere..."
Yami Malik stood in front of the store with Chikara for a while longer until he was finally getting sick of the rain. Even though he wanted to destroy this world, and cause hell, he didn't want to stand in the rain for the whole entire time...watching a girl mindlessly gaze into a mirror in pure confusion. He growled as he could hear his light's protests from his soul room. He squeezed Chikara's shoulder a bit and somewhat glared at himself in the mirror.
//I am only going to tell you this once, boy! Shut up or else! // hissed Yami Malik through the link.
/You can't do this, yami! I won't let you! Chikara has been tortured enough, damn it! And she doesn't need YOU stalking her everywhere she goes and trying to control her! / snapped Malik.
Yami Malik growled then burst out laughing, psychotically. He gently patted Chikara on the head and smirked at himself in the mirror. //I'm afraid that you are too late, my pathetic light. She's already mine. //
/You are going to get her killed-/
//SILENCE!// barked Yami Malik to his lighter half. // I will hear no more of your insolent whining! IF I happen to hear any more, then you are the second one to die! //
Malik bit his lip nervously and stayed silent in his soul room, knowing he was powerless to do anything. But he had to do something! Meanwhile, Yami Malik looked back at Chikara but she was no longer there. He looked around, getting very annoyed at the constant rain that poured down on him.
"Damn it!" muttered Yami Malik as he glanced around again. "Where the hell did she go!?"
Then he spotted Chikara as she ran around a corner, back towards the direction of the abandoned apartment building. He wondered why she left without notice and in such a hurry but he followed her, not wanting to lose track of her and he wanted to know exactly WHAT she was running after. After a few moments, and as he suspected, they had both arrived in front of the apartment buildings. He could hear some noise from the interior of the building and glanced at Chikara as she approached the building with stealth. Yami Malik was aware that the armed murderer would be inside of the building and found it quite interesting to think of what Chikara would to do him once she got inside.
"The final showdown...how pleasant," he said to himself as he started walking after Chikara.
As that was happening, the gunman ordered Mokuba, Tristan and Joey into a corner, pointing the gun at them.
"Get a move on, brats! Try anything funny and these lovely walls will be painted a new colour." he sneered. "The colour of your BLOOD!"
Mokuba backed off as far as he could and as secretly as he could, tried to press a button on the cell phone that he had attached to his back pocket.
'Where is the panic button?!' he thought frantically as he kept his eyes on the gunman.
"HEY! What the hell are you doing, kid!?" yelled the gunman as he noticed Mokuba's movement.
Mokuba jumped back, and into the corner, putting his arms back at his sides. "Nothing, you big creep! When the police find out what you are doing, you are really going to get it! Even worse if my big brother finds you!"
"Shut up or I'll kill ya!" snarled the gunman as he aimed the gun at Mokuba.
Joey stood in front of Mokuba, nervous as hell as he did his best to protect the younger boy. "'ey. Take it easy. The little kid can't do anything to ya, even if he wanted to!"
Mokuba was about to yell back in protest but he took the small moment to look for the panic button on his cell phone. With luck on his side, he found it and pressed it a couple of times.
'Please, big brother! Please come and help us!' Mokuba pleaded silently as he put his arms at his sides and stayed hidden behind Joey.
Back at Chikara's home, the group was still trapped inside and Yami Bakura did not let them out his sight. Kaiba was about to try a way to escape when his cell phone made a few beeping noises. He picked it up, frustrated, and answered it.
"What is it!?" he snapped angrily, glaring ice at the white haired yami; who watched him cautiously.
"Mister Kaiba, sir. There were a few emergency signals that trace back to Mokuba Kaiba's cell phone. We tracked it on the satellite and he is located where the incident happened with the police and the empty apartment buildings." explained one of Kaiba's servants. "By the looks of it, it seems very urgent and crucial that you get there as fast as possible."
"...Mokuba..." said Kaiba quietly, lowering his arm.
Yugi bit his lip nervously, realizing that Joey and Tristan were with Mokuba and they were most likely in great danger.
"Move it, tomb robber! We don't have time for your childish games! Lives are at stake and we're not going to let you get in our way of saving them!" growled Yami as he clenched his hands into tight fists.
"Well isn't that a pity. A few worthless lives of a mutt, a moron and a brat. Personally, I could not care less and I can already picture the looks on your pathetic faces when you see their dead bo-ARGH!"
Yami Bakura's eye twitched as he stood somewhat half hunched over, with his stomach just being punched quite hard.
"We either do this the easy way or the hard way. Right now, I have to save my brother and get Chikara away from Malik." Growled Kaiba as he strode past the winded yami and walked out of the house.
The others followed the CEO student, but Tea stayed behind; since Yami Bakura had let his light take over once again. It might have not been a wise choice, but the others were needed more at the location where the hostages were. Kaiba climbed into the limousine quickly and ordered the driver to take the group to the somewhat outskirts of the city, where Mokuba's signal came from. As soon as Yugi, the last one to enter the vehicle, closed the door, the limo took off.
Kaiba nervously, yet angrily tapped his fingers on the inside of the door as he looked at the scenery that rushed by him. Judging by what one of his employees had said, Mokuba must have been in great danger.
'The last gunman...it must have been him that was there!' scowled Kaiba silently. 'He must be holding Mokuba hostage to get to Chikara! I don't like that fact that she is hanging around with the psychotic freak, Malik...or his yami, at least...I swear, if anything happens to Chikara, I'm going to kill Malik with my own bare hands. With or without any weapons...'
Several moments later, the limousine pulled up to the somewhat rundown neighborhood and he jumped out of the vehicle, surveying the area for any police officials or any innocent by-standers. He found no one and started heading towards the broken front door when he heard a shot go off, and some yelling from the higher floors. He grit his teeth and carefully made his way inside of the building, being quick but not wanting to be caught within the line of fire.
Isis, Yami and Yugi stepped out of the limousine, watching the determined Kaiba run head-on into the building. Yugi was about to follow but he was stopped by a strong hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked up at his yami.
"Yugi, I don't want you going in there. It is too dangerous and I don't want anything happening to you. I want you to stay out here." Explained Yami.
"But...what if something happens? I can help really, Yami!" protested Yugi.
"All that I ask for is for you to keep yourself safe. If the situation gets out of hand, you can get away quite quickly. That is all I ask for." Said Yami a bit more quietly. "We will return soon. With Mokuba, Chikara and our friends."
Yugi nodded, but he really wanted to help with the others. He watched as Isis and his yami walk towards the building, keeping their guard up. He sat back in the vehicle and waited patiently, hoping that nothing terrible would happen. It was a shame that some things could not be resolved that easily. All Yugi could do was stay back and hope.
Inside of the building, the gunman was shooting at Chikara each time when she tried to attack him with a dagger. There was much risk in this stand off. The hostages, Mokuba, Joey and Tristan, were still in great danger themselves. One, they could not escape their corner and two...Yami Malik was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, watching the two somewhat crazy people go at each other. It was a fight that he did not want to miss, nor interrupted. His own psychotic thoughts were interrupted when Kaiba came storming up the stairs and pushed him forward. Yami Malik looked back at Kaiba and smirked.
'Well, this just keeps getting better and better.' He chuckled to himself mentally.
The gunman suddenly shot the gun and the bullet went into Chikara's right shoulder. Chikara dropped her bladed weapon and grasped her shoulder with her other hand, trying not to yell out of sheer pain. She was rendered somewhat helpless now.
"What the hell is going on!?" yelled out Kaiba as he took a step into the room. "This has to stop right now!"
The gun barrel was rested on Chikara's side as she was taken as the new hostage. "This will stop when I fucking well tell it to stop! This little bitch has caused me a lot of trouble and a few good men. The bank heist almost went PERFECTLY but it got screwed up with her car ramming into our getaway truck!"
"Look it, you bastard!" snapped Kaiba angrily. "You killed both of her parents! She's not...not SANE anymore because of you and your friends! She has EVERY right in the world to kill you! Sniveling cowards such as you do not even deserve to live!"
"Big words for a guy who is about to watch this bitch die." Spat out the gunman as he adjusted his grip on the trigger, threatening to pull it.
"You wouldn't dare! If you even try it, I am going to kill you with my own hands! IF you hurt a hair on my brother's head OR hurt Chikara, you are as good as dead!" hissed Kaiba, the rage building up inside of him more.
"Go ahead and try it, rich boy!" yelled the gunman as he just pulled the trigger and shot Chikara in the side, watching the bullet came out of her stomach.
The room was silent, except the echo of the shot as most of them stood silently. Kaiba, as well as the others, watched in horror and shock as Chikara was pushed forward and she fell face first into the ground, her free hand twitching slightly as the wound in her side and her shoulder started bleeding quite a bit. Yami Malik furrowed his eyebrows and watched the elder Kaiba run over to Chikara, ignoring the fact that the gunman could still be loaded with ammunition.
'That boy really cares about her...no matter what she is...' thought Yami Malik to himself as he shifted his gaze back to the gunman and frowned. 'Maybe I'll do the mortals a favor...it would benefit all of us...mostly me.'
Yami Malik smirked and looked as evil as he did before, in battle city. He took out the millennium rod and slid the end off of it, revealing the sharp knife. He started approaching the gunman, smirking evilly and psychotically once again. At that moment, the target was unaware of his hunter as he tried to reload the pistol as quickly as he could. The next thing that he knew was that a blade was brutally stabbed into his chest. He looked up and saw the psychotic spirit smirking down at him.
"Next stop...the underworld..." hissed Yami Malik.
He tore the knife out of the gunman's chest and watched as the gunman dropped his pistol and grasped his chest, trying to stop the profusely bleeding wound in his chest.
'Deep enough to kill him, yet shaped like he shot himself...' chuckled Yami Malik to himself as he watched the wounded man slowly and painfully die. 'I'm going to regret doing a good deed for the mortals...but at least I got to kill one of them...'
Mokuba ran up to his big brother and looked at him, with fear in his eyes. "Seto, is she gonna be okay?"
Kaiba took off his trench coat and wrapped it around Chikara, turning her onto her back and looking at her face frantically. 'Oh god, she can't die. I can't believe this is like what Isis said...she can't die...'
"Mokuba, phone the paramedics immediately and go outside to Yugi." Said Kaiba quietly as he started hugging Chikara, not too tightly to make her wounds bleed more.
"Please don't die, Chikara...come on...stay with me," whispered Kaiba quietly, hoping that she would at least open her eyes.
'Her face is too pale...' thought Kaiba, fearing for the worse.
Mokuba ran outside as fast as he could towards the parked limousine. "Yugi! Tell the driver to call 911! Chikara's been shot! Twice! Hurry, Yugi! Phone them!"
Yugi's eyes widened at the sudden news and leaned into the car. "You heard, Mokuba, sir! Can you please call some paramedics? This sounds really serious!"
A few moments later, ambulance sirens were heard and the emergency vehicles were seen up the empty street.
[By Ra, I'm bad with updates -_- I just finished this now and I've been sick and depressed for a week. So I apologize for the complete lack of effort that I've made to post updates for my stories. This chapter was made longer because of it. So...I hope you enjoyed the chapter and stuff and I'll try to post the next one as soon as possible.]
