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Bill: "On with the fic!"
Deep random voice: She doesn't not own Yu-gi-oh and never will."
* Both narrators look around franticly*
Bill: "What the Fuc-"
Book Dragon: "Hey! What the language! It's a pg13 not a Rated R!"
Chapter 6: Kaiba Land?
The white haired boy dusted himself off, but still his wild angry eyes on them. The clutching fingers on her shoulder were clawing inward harder and harder by the second, Ann's teeth doing the same by the pain shooting through her. Something had sparked in the women behind her, a dark feeling stretching around her slowly trickling into her own blood. His flashed at the glance at her and kept on staring, a grin appearing on his face.
"You've changed…both of you…hello Kakra. Long time no see…"
"Very long time." She grunted at him, not at all pleased by his appearance. The tone made him smile wider.
"Ah…you look prettier when you're angry…"
"Hmm…She hasn't called for love talk, so close your mouth for once." The smile edged off his face a bit and turned to Ann. His eyes pierced her own for only a moment, but left her wincing the second it was over.
"Ask your question while you have me here…" He spat at her annoyed as she regained her composure. She looked to Bakura questionably with a nervous glance; it had been his idea anyway.
"I just want to know what is going on…" He spoke softly to his double, eyes casted down to the ground in submission. Bill crossed his arms and fidgeted uncomfortably, suddenly looking ill. Tomb Robber looked at him smugly and strode over to him so close they were nose to nose.
"I should've known it was your idea…" He breathed down Bakura's neck, showing he was dominating of the two. Bakura shifted uneasily under his glaring bright eyes, avoiding eye contact. No one said anything more; it seemed Tomb Robber didn't have to say anymore. Ann shifted uneasily at the atmosphere of this situation, but was aware of her, what you probably call, her own yami, standing behind her. She felt at ease with the presence of her double behind her, her hand resting on her shoulder comfortably. That was the only thing comforting at all about her being totally in the dark about anything, to be ignorant in such a crises. Getting angry at such a fault she lifted her foot but stopped dead to an unworldly voice speaking loudly.
"_I_ know what's going on…" The voice was deep and most certainly old, almost terrifying. A voice that echoed off the walls of your own mind like a little kid screaming in a library. Everyone spun on heel to the thing making the sound, actually the person. Bill stood weakly, shaking all over, with his eyes showing white as if rolled back into his head, looking like a zombie from those black and white horror movies. He stood like this for only a moment, until he fell forward like a rag doll down into the floor. He was caught an inch before his nose touched the ground, by a hand that looked too much like his own. The same blue clothed arm lifted him up limply off the ground and safely onto a navy shoulder belonging to a boy slightly taller than Bill, but the same face. His brown eyes blinked at them seriously, both young and somehow old at the same moment with one glance. He straighten out his figure and stared at them a moment, before taking a breath and starting.
"I am Ammon, Bill's double…" Everyone was gawking, except Tomb Robber and Kakra. Bill slowly stirred, groaning and holding his head, as his double thoughtfully placed him on his feet gently. Bill swayed a bit but steadied under the stern look of his twin's face, and turned to him annoyed.
"Have you ever heard of _ anger management_? Quirky, loyal, reckless, happy, impatient, smart, old Bill had returned, and just as humorous as ever. He was finally, finally, his old self. Bill looked at him dully but a warm smile appeared on his face, making his twin's lips curl no matter how hard he tried to keep a straight face. Ammon coughed thoughtfully at all the staring faces, looking as if he had just remembered what he was here for.
"Oh, where was I? Yes, the beginning… Bill came to Egypt for more than a vacation last year, he was actually trying to learn more about the world's division and more about what his imagination could really do… that's really how he stumbled upon me. I was asleep, hibernating, deep with in this…" His peachy hand held up a charm on a golden jewelry chain, a scarab.
"My father had been the one to show the Pharaoh how to seal souls of monsters into the tables, it was in my family for years and years, my family mostly were fortunetellers, spell casters for burials, and recorders of time. With the gift given to us of putting souls to sleep in objects, we mostly but our selves there, to keep the family line going. I was sealed when I was fifteen, when my father passed away… it was a dumb thing to do; I was being forced to marry a woman I didn't love. Being the stubborn youth I was I sealed myself away. For thousands of years I slept, undisturbed, until I was shaken awake…" He looked at Bill from the corner of his eye as Bill turned his eyes away looking embarrassed at what was coming next.
"He had set one of my family's traps off while exercising what little power he had then, and a very nasty trap to be exact. He was running from the beast when he explained later that he got a mouthful of dirt and broke the case he was taking out, my object was in it, and he hadn't meant to touch it. After that small touch I took command of the situation immediately and set the black hound to rest. I questioned him after this, and learned about the out side world. He took me home after that, and I got use to the house slowly, Bill kept me a secret from you all, under my judgement. It was unexpected when Bill hadn't told me of you…" Ammon pointed at her with a bit of a snarl, but cooled off under Bill's glare.
"I was more worried when he said you were an extremely old friend of his when we were looked at the parts of the horseless carriage."
"Bus." Bill corrected him.
"Right… anyway, you wouldn't believe how much stress you caused me when you came too early today with your two other friends, eventually I found were you went and followed at what Bill calls a… pissed fashion?" Bill nodded.
"…And now, I'm here to tell you, you shouldn't have every touched that sword…and now I must correct you mistake the hard way…" He reached out a hand to his left and made a large gold staff appear into his tight grasp, twisted it fast and pointed the large green stone in Ann's direction suddenly. The next moment was a whirl of chaos. Ammon shouted something at the top of his lungs and shot some kind of huge fire ball out of the end of his staff like launching a firework at you. She turned to run but was suddenly lifted off her feet right in front of it, looking at his wide-eyed all she could do was put up her hands in defense, knowing for a spilt second she was going to die. The flames brushed against her palms hotly, red and orange flames swirling and lightly burning the tips of her hands, as the bracelet shook angrily on her wrist, brighter than the North Star on a pitch black night, holding back the burning globe that would've killed her. The flames pressed against her hands lightly for only a moment when it died down into a puff of smoke, only leaving gray wisps of smoke dancing off her reddish palms and the brown disks in her eyes fully exposed in shock not at the flames, but at the only person that had ever really acted like an older sister to her for a few sparkling moments. Kakra. She didn't try to look back at her; she stood helpless suspended in mid-air by her strength in by her one tanned arm holding her so, straight out in front of Kakra. She had been a shield, for Kakra. Ann felt the full blast of darkness explode behind her, burning her soul as she hung white faced in a twisted shock, sadness, and rage beyond imagining. Kakra laughed out suddenly at full, booming horrible shrieks.
"Ammon! You _really_ thought you could kill me off with a single puff of flame? With my amount of training? You make me laugh."
"Not when you use your own self like a dispensable piece of crud, other wise I could've took your life with less than that." He growled at her with flames in his eyes, Bill didn't object at all at his anger. Kakra looked at him boredly and shook her in the air by the back of her shirt she was grasping.
"This? No. This isn't myself, or any of my doubles. She's a flaw in the worlds, nothing but waste of us all, unlike any of the other mes floating around. We're all clever, sly, beautiful, and resourceful. Not gullible…but I'm not too disgusted, she did make a good shield, and I wouldn't mind finishing her off myself, to rid the world of one more mistake…" Ann felt a grin stabbing the back of her head. Entering the cold words she couldn't believe she had just heard, chalk white and horrified at her own twin. Ann had never known anyone lower than Bakura's double; at least he saved Bakura once. Kakra laughed, holding her up in front of her, being completely stuck up.
"I was trained by the best Assassin of our time Ammon, it was my job to kill the pharaoh, to make him never return, I had to trick you to enlist your help…I never back out of a job…"
"You tricked me into thinking I wouldn't have to marry that girl, if I did you that favor. When I found you had tricked me there was only no think I could do to avoid it. In the end I had no choice but seal myself too…now put the girl down and let us finish this." Kakra let out a roar of laughter.
"Let her go?! You always _did_ have a sense of serious humor. No, I think I'll just take her with me when we leave, I kill her when she is no longer useful…but until then…" Ann's feet hit the ground with a jolt and for a brief moment she was away from her grasp, and then the next she had a blade itching to cut her throat with a single swift movement. She knew Kakra was grinning behind her, her right beside her own, looking at Ammon, about to take a step forward to.
"Now, knowing you, Ammon, you don't want to see blood as young as her's spilled…So stay back." He placed his foot back down gently with a twisted look of discomfort on his face; everyone was looking grim, except Tomb Robber.
"Are you ready to go darling?" Kakra's voice cooed to him across the room, making Ann feel really sick, as his dark voice answered.
"Yes…let us depart." At that moment in time, a muddle of chaos exploded into everyone's ears, hard to see in the swift movements. All Ann knew was the sword came too close to her neck for liking and she sliced her hand badly while gripping it, blood spattering along the blade as she yelped in surprised. Kakra shouted a shout of rage and a soft of gagging sound as Ann wriggled free from her grip, spinning around to a surprising scene. She stood with her knees bent, sword in one tight fist, and the other on an arm around her neck, choking her. Bill and Bakura where trying to over whelm her at once, Bill trying to make a grab for the red stained sword, and Bakura squeezing the breath out of her lungs by tightening his rip on her throat as she threw him around like a rag doll. Bakura wrapped his legs around her to hold on to her, compressing his legs into her stomach to hold on to her, as Bill tried to trip her or take the sword or something to help him, but her movements were too swift and at one point he was got to close. The blade suddenly pierced through his shoulder and out the other slide like a hot knife through butter, more blood spraying all over as Bill made a low roar and tumbled away onto the floor with the sword swing around in him. Finally Kakra bit Bakura in the arm and threw him off with a flick of her arm, onto the ground sliding a few feet painfully. Ann was suddenly grabbed by her sweater painfully to glowering brown eyes and a twisted smile, until Ann found her self punching him square in the chest and ducking down, swinging her leg out, knocking him down. She tried to stand but found his hand clutching her ankle painfully and pulling her down to the ground with a bone rattling smack. He dragged himself upright and pulled her up by her ankle, hanging her upside down. Looking at an upside down world she saw Ammon tending to Bill, a heap on the floor, and Bakura looking unconscious on the floor, and Kakra. She turned to Ann glaring infuriated with inferno blazing in her eyes, clutched fists and mouth smeared on the side of her mouth, probably Bakura's, smirking evilly. Ann shared the same dislike and rage, hanging up side down with her sweater sagging and her hair brushing against the floor, her eyes returning the glare.
"So angry… control that temper of yours…"
"Like you do any better, Bitch."
"You know what? I've changed my mind. You're a flaw that must be dealt with…immediately. " She placed a sandal forward increasing the glare. Ann felt a pang in her gut as each step was taken and herself left defenseless at her deposal. It was all so…irritating, to die in such a stupid way, a damsel in distress. Realizing this, a small spark of fury flared and she found herself latching onto Tomb Robber's ankle and thought what she thought would be her last reflection. Screw this. She bit into his leg hard, tasting metallic blood flowing through her mouth, making her want to spit it out but clamped her teeth down harder. A roar of pain commenced and she watched the floor come spiraling into her face as she felt onto it. Swirling she felt a pair of strong hands clutch her throat threateningly, and noticed she couldn't breathe. Gasping she looked up at the blurred image of her twin through welling tears, grinning madly as she choked the life out of her, speaking loudly in her deafening ears.
"Oh, you're crying…it'll all be over soon…usually I'd twist your neck…but you deserve this for hurting him…" Ann gagged increasingly, feeling her throat heat up from the lack of air, her vision graying darkly by the second, wishing she could tell her he wasn't ever going to love her when Ammon gloomed over behind her and jabbed her in the back of the neck hard. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head immediately, releasing Ann, and falling to the floor limply behind her. Ann sat up quickly, rubbing her throat with one hand coughing loudly, and noticing her other was throbbing painfully as dark red blood poured out of her palm. She hacked loudly as tears poured down her pale face, the color returning slowly.
"W-where's…"
"They're both fine…Bill is regaining flesh by the moment. Bakura has fainted. Both will recover with rest and time…" He stopped talking and looked over her head plainly. She knew he was staring at T.R, she could hear his raged breath behind him, puffing. Kakra's body was pulled away quickly and placed onto his shoulder; she heard faint footsteps leading away. Making a move to surge upward to stop them Ammon kept her down with a stern glance.
"Let them go, they will return. We have fought our best today, we all need rest."
"But-" He silenced her with a strict stare and watched him stand as light reached out across the floor as both of them left in it, leaving them stranded in a dark room. Ammon turned swiftly to collect Bill and Bakura, both motionless on the floor unmoving. Ann followed to help, but instead got a look.
"Lady, let me…" She felt her face go red but picked up Bakura anyway before he could, showing her defiance.
"It's Ann…don't call me 'Lady' again." She mimicked his strict look and waited as he removed the sword slowly, and watched it dissipate out of his hands like sand. He picked up Bill's body gently, Ann noticing the blood stains draining into the wound and light lace stitching the wound up, like knitting.
"It's an old medicine…" He told her noticing her curiosity, and ripped a cloth noting her hand dripping. He tied it tightly, making her yelp and shake her hand from the sting. He kept his seriousness and lightly made a circle with his staff, echoing light off it into a circle in the darkness.
It ripped open easily at his command and he effortlessly passed through onto the familiar navy blue carpet of Bill's room, Ann followed and heard it stitch up again quickly. He immediately opened the door; Joey fell into the room with a loud thud. Ann guessed he was trying to listen in.
"…Bill?" Ammon didn't answer him and kept on at a swift pace through the hall and into the kitchen, Ann following while finding she couldn't smile at him at all. Tristan laughed loudly as Mokuba giggled at Yugi's red face that suddenly dissipated at the sight of Ammon. He leaped from his chair at Ammon's glance and continued motion into the next door away from the kitchen. Ann didn't dare look at him and pursued him quickly, knowing he would want to know what was going on. Ammon opened the first door in the separate hall and placed him tenderly onto the bed, as did Ann with Bakura with some difficulty. He then turned his face to Yugi staring at him in the door way, violet orbs dancing from his staff, to his face, to his white robes and sandals. Ammon kept his solemn expression, but inside she already knew he was struggling with this.
"I am Ammon…I will explain when I am… properly dressed." Ann left when he said that and shut the door, closing Yugi's confused gaze. He looked at Ann, and then the door and then back to Ann still baffled beyond belief.
"Um, Bill has a…special soul…like you and Bakura…er…Yami will need to meet him." Yugi's eyes light up in disbelief when she noticed Joey looking at her too.
"Jeez, next thing we'll know, you'll have a twin…" Her face went white as her stomach suddenly writhed and she struggled with her anger. She turned from them swiftly and bounded down the hall until she started sprinting and bursted out the front and into the snow in a frenzy of rage and grief. Through the snow she treaded restlessly, her breath foggy and her vision red as tears streamed down her face.
"DAMN IT!" She whaled, furiously whipping them away, until she finally tripped and fell into the snow flat on her face. Its icy embrace cooled her red and over heated body as she found her self weeping into its fluffy flakes tickling her rose-colored nose and dampening her hair. She stayed there a long time, howling at her misery. She had found someone had she thought… she couldn't even explain what she thought she was so confused. Grief and self pity streamed through her. Self pity because she had really accepted that she had been a flaw, it made sense in a twisted sort of thought. Everything she had hated about her life had pointed to it, and her double had said so. It had clicked together. Grief because she knew why she was nothing and knew why she had been different from all her others, the same thing that left her wishing to be in an anime world from the very beginning. She didn't belong here. Turning in the snow she forced her bracelet out and waited for it to do something. It laid dead on her arm, no sparks or glow. She snorted annoyed and stood up and started walking toward what she thought might be the city, maybe she could find some fortune teller to get the thing to work.
When she found the road she and ran down it, feeling guilty that she was thinking about only herself, and started to wonder what was happening back at the house. Why she was running she still had no clue, probably because there wasn't anything better to do. Taking off the sweater, and straightened out her black tank top, as she kept running, thinking mostly. Bill and Bakura was hurt, Ammon was clueless about how he should act with everyone, Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and Mokuba were confused, Joey has no clue what Marie has done to him, the now three evil doubles were free, Brian and Kyle were at the house doing god knows what, and she was running away from the house trying to go home. What a horrible day this had become.
When she got into the city she slowed down and caught her breath, and just started to wander. It's wasn't a huge blur like it had been in the car chase in her last visit, she could actually look at what was going on. The only bad thing about that is so could everyone else. She got various looks from random adults and teens, probably because she looked like a mess. She bet they thought she had gotten into some gang fight or something, while walking the sidewalks around her to each destination, through the huge towers of concrete and glass windows that spiraled far above their heads. Ann rarely had ever set foot on a sidewalk in the city; usually she was in a car and only passing though. When she was on the ground it was for school and fieldtrips, were no couldn't really explore at all. She looked up in awe of the skyscrapers and traffic, business men walking here and there, random people her age and older just hanging out. It was only once one of them had the nerve to wish at her. Why they had even bothered was just plain weird, but she flipped them off all the same and kept walking. She passed a place full of flowers at some point after and casually picked a bright orange one as she passed, and then had some guy chase her away from it because you weren't even allowed to smell the flowers. It was turning more and cruddier, until she recognized something she had seen before.
Kaiba Land. Ann sweetdropped at the sign but admired the blue eyes dragons next to it. It was kind of weird really, to know Kaiba didn't act that stuck up…well, maybe he did but that wasn't the point. Still… she did feel kind of bored and didn't have anywhere else to go… plus there would be some dueling to watch…
She stood in the middle of the entrance and walked through the crowds slowly, looking up at the tall walls and many escalators, it was kind of like a mall. She had got in with out paying. Those security guys really listen to you when you say you're a friend of Kaiba's and you threaten to call him because they won't let you in. Kaiba must really put his employees through hell in the average work day. She stared up at the huge dueling machines admiration, wishing they could do such things in her world. The guy that made one would probably get richer than Bill Gates, and that's pretty damn good. The fact no one was staring was comforting, of course expect Kaiba's employees, who were sweating bullets while she took a look around. She looked over the edge of the escalator bored, since she didn't have any dueling cards and the duels were plain and increasingly dull as it went through. Anyone that looked like they would be defeated were crushed, it was a small change that was really tedious after a while. Instead, she found herself trying to open the private dueling doors while she was not being watched. Many of them were locked to her disappointment, until she opened one with the numbers 3283. At fist the knob was stuck but it finally cracked open, making that noisy creek you hear in movies when the person is attacked by some kind of monster. This didn't happen of course. She poked her head into the crack slowly. Inside the place was mostly deserted, but two people were standing in the dueling machines and what looked like they were finishing the battle. One of them was this guy with lavender hair and a red cap on, wearing a green button up shirt and a grey t-shirt underneath with the smuggest look on his face. The other was some poor kid that was getting his butt kicked. It looked boring, but she was sick of walking around and saw that there were tons of sapphire seats to sit in.
She sat down boredly in the middle of the crowded chairs and looked down at some kind of dinosaur with three heads charging at some little imp on the field. The red capped guy's voice was really annoying, and sounded really full of himself, almost worse that Kaiba, almost.
"Now, King Rex finish him!" The Rex roared with all three heads and bit the small goblin and killed it, whipping out the rest of the guy's life points. She felt bad for the kid; he had to lose to some jack ass, made her a bit mad as the kid left the room, dishearten. It was then the guy looked up in the audience and saw her.
"HEY! What are you doing up there!? I thought this was a private room?!"
"It is. I'm just bored." She shouted down at him. He was silent a moment.
"I'm Rex, who are you?!"
"None of your DAMN business pal!" She didn't know why she was being such a bitch today, maybe because everything in her life was going to shit. The guy started to climb the stairs to her seat fuming when the door was suddenly opened by an enraged Seto Kaiba. He snapped his attention up at them and found his vocal chords as he pointed to them.
"YOU GET DOWN HERE…NOW!" The tone of his voice was fearsome, but at this time Ann didn't mind to dance with danger, she got up and started down past Rex's worried face and grabbed him by the shoulder, dragging him down with her, just to cause some more confusion.
"Yeah?" She asked him jadedly, yawning at the smoke that was pouring from his ears and red face. She knew Rex was looking at him wide-eyed in shock at how pissed off he seemed and Ann's cool way of taking it.
"YOU DO NOT, DO NOT, LIE TO ANY OF MY PERSONAL, EVER!" She looked at him dryly, surprised inside of her that he had gotten so infuriated, but not letting it seep into her face.
"I'm going to go." She replied calmly and walked out the door, Rex following her because no one should ever have to deal with Kaiba as pissed as that unless they deserved it. Walking down the hall fast Rex seemed to regain his wits with the color in his face.
"You _know_ Seto Kaiba?"
"Yeah, and he can be a real bastard, as well as a handful, and a royal pain." She felt herself glowering at this day she was having.
"Well, yeah… I know some people in _very_ high places too…" He was trying to gloat with her, it was weird for her and she was too pissed off to listen to his bad mouthing.
"Yeah, just shut your mouth and leave me alone now…" He didn't stop following her when she left; he kept talking to her like she hadn't said anything at all. Mostly acting stuck up, but boasting type of haughtiness; it made her increasingly sick as she kept on.
"That and I met this guy called Marik and he has me looking for some bitch…" She almost stopped at that, but instead she let it pass the best she could with out any expression but a question.
"Wasn't the guy's name Malik?" He looked at her surprised.
"No, he said his name was Marik… have you met him before?"
"No, actually I'm impressed you could even talk to him." Ann covered up. His face beamed to her dissatisfaction.
"Although he did say that guy was annoying…it sounded like it was his brother or something…"
"He has a brother? I thought he only had a sister…"
"I thought you said you didn't know the guy…"
"I don't… who's this girl you're looking for?"
"I don't know, it started with an A…"
"Ann?" He looked at her astonished.
"Yeah! That was it! How did you know?"
"Because that's my name." She immediately punched him in the face and tripped him to the best of her ability, hoping he would just stay there, and started running. God this day was just getting worse and worse.
BookDragon: "8 pages are enough I hope…"
Bill: "Yeah for a chappy… and another cliffy?"
BookDragon: *shrugs* "If you want to think of it like that… it's only for a week."
Bill: "Please review guys, maybe if she gets enough of them she'll update sooner…"