My Shadow In The Dark
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weevil's P.O.V
Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Slight Language, Slight Depression and Religious Consent.
A/N: Herrow. *Waves* Sorry I haven't updated. Writer's Block is a real PMSsy woman. x_X Anyways, Part one is in Ryou's P.O.V, and part *TWO* is in Weevil's P.O.V. Another cliffy. I'm so horrible. X]
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Where are they?
It's getting rather late. They said they'd be here earlier. I really wasn't aware they'd be this late. I mean, I knew they'd be late. After all, this was really big. But...What could be taking them so long?
I can't say I'm not worried because...Frankly, I am. What could be taking them? It wasn't like Weevil to take too long for something, especially if her knew Weira was waiting. So, what could be taking them?
Not that I'm complaining. Truly, and honestly, I love Weira, she's adorable. I care for her a lot, and I would guard her with my life, but I'm concerned about her. If she wakes up and her brother isn't back yet, she'll be the one concerned, and that's the last thing Weevil and I want.
Somehow, I feel like I owe credit to Weevil and Weira. They're like a second family to me. But...They've also showed me so much strength. How to be strong in bad times, how to be brave...I feel I owe them so much.
Weevil has taught me the courage, strength, and determination of being a big brother.
Weira has shown me maturity can come in any situation. She's shown me life movs on, and that you can let the past drive you...But don't let it drive you insane.
Pausing as she stirred in her sleep, I found a smile on my face. Being taught is easy, but learning - that's the difficult process.
Pausing as the phone rang, I winced and watched her shift uncomfortably. Stretching my arm, I tipped the Caller I.D., squinting to see who it was in the dark.
Meiji Correc Facil. Hrm. Who the bloody hell?
Picking the cordless phone up, I stared at it peculiarly, before pressing 'talk' and pressing it to my ear. "MoshiMoshi, Ryou Bakura speaking."
I suddenly heard a gruff sneer from the other line. And I suddenly realized I wished I hadn't answered.
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Slow motion came into effect as everything happened. Everything seemed so blurry, I felt like the room was swaying.
I watched in horror as Rex slapped his hand infront of his Father's face in a vained attempt to get through, just as the bullet sped towards his Father. The loud boom echoed, and my slow motion ended, leaving Rex with a painfully shocked expression on his face. I could see that the bullet had gone straight through his hand...Straight through his hand into his Father's head.
I found myself holding tears back. These...Were like my parents. Like I had gone insane and I was killing my own parents. Suddenly, a loud slap woke me from my thoughts and I snapped my head over to the source of the sound, hyperventalating.
Rex's Mother laid face down on the floor, beginning to drown in her own pool of blood. This was sick...How could I...HOW COULD I DO THIS?!
I stared at Rex as he painfully pulled his hand away from his Father and his Father's grip, clutching his hand to his shirt.
Looking at the sleeve of my shirt, I pulled with all my power - which, due to my pump of adrenaline, was pretty high - and tore the sleeve clean off, ripping it vertically in half. Gripping both pieces, I slowly reached out, and he allowed his hand to me. "You sure?"
"It's better to lose your had than you, Rex."
He looked dumbfounded for a moment, then nodded, and allowed me to wrap both cloths around his wrist. He stared at them for a long while, before we heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, that, in all honestly, sounded like a friggin SWAT team. He looked at me, his eyes focused to the ground. "I guess they heard. Just remember, Weevil,"
I looked up at him, aware he was addressing me directly now.
"Self defense is not murder."
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Rika: Cruelty.
Weevil & Rex: *Eating popcorn* This should be under suspense, y'know. _
Rika: Woah. They talk in unision. o___o;
Weevil & Rex: *Sigh* Just friggin' do the Review Q&A.
Rika: Yessirs. o_o; Review Q&A! ^.^
Rin-Chan - I updated, I updated. Now you know who he killed, but not what happens after. ^.~ Hehe. And btw, thank you so much! Tell everyone I said this is for them! Hehe. They're gonna eat you alive. *Snicker*
Weevil's Woman - Oh darn. I could use a good chase. My last chase was Rin-Chan, when I gave her a couple spoilers to the sequel of this fic, "Kiss Daddy Goodnight." Why call it that? I'll never tell....I know, Writer's Block is nothing compared to my suspense. X] And yeah, kick-ass, even I have to admit. Well, he shot Rex's Father, AND Rex's Mother. And Rex's Hand. x.x That's gotta hurt.
Rex: *Smacks Rika on the back of the head with his good hand*
Rika: Owww! What was that for, *WEEVIL* shot you!
Rex: Your plot.
Rika: ... - *Silence* ...! Damn! Oh well.
Anyways, yeah. If anyone's ever read the book The...The Someone's Go to Birmingham, 196-something...I'm horrible with names, forgive me. It's The Someone's Go to Birmingham or something like that, 1968, maybe? I donno. If you know the story, it should be familiar...But anyways, yeah. it's kinda meant to be more of he heard Weira's giggling and it was like a signal to save his life. But...Yeah. That's it, I guess.
Weevil: And that's a rap! Ja! Talk to you soon, peoples!
-I suddenly heard a gruff sneer from the other line. And I suddenly realized I wished I hadn't answered.-
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weevil's P.O.V
Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Slight Language, Slight Depression and Religious Consent.
A/N: Herrow. *Waves* Sorry I haven't updated. Writer's Block is a real PMSsy woman. x_X Anyways, Part one is in Ryou's P.O.V, and part *TWO* is in Weevil's P.O.V. Another cliffy. I'm so horrible. X]
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Where are they?
It's getting rather late. They said they'd be here earlier. I really wasn't aware they'd be this late. I mean, I knew they'd be late. After all, this was really big. But...What could be taking them so long?
I can't say I'm not worried because...Frankly, I am. What could be taking them? It wasn't like Weevil to take too long for something, especially if her knew Weira was waiting. So, what could be taking them?
Not that I'm complaining. Truly, and honestly, I love Weira, she's adorable. I care for her a lot, and I would guard her with my life, but I'm concerned about her. If she wakes up and her brother isn't back yet, she'll be the one concerned, and that's the last thing Weevil and I want.
Somehow, I feel like I owe credit to Weevil and Weira. They're like a second family to me. But...They've also showed me so much strength. How to be strong in bad times, how to be brave...I feel I owe them so much.
Weevil has taught me the courage, strength, and determination of being a big brother.
Weira has shown me maturity can come in any situation. She's shown me life movs on, and that you can let the past drive you...But don't let it drive you insane.
Pausing as she stirred in her sleep, I found a smile on my face. Being taught is easy, but learning - that's the difficult process.
Pausing as the phone rang, I winced and watched her shift uncomfortably. Stretching my arm, I tipped the Caller I.D., squinting to see who it was in the dark.
Meiji Correc Facil. Hrm. Who the bloody hell?
Picking the cordless phone up, I stared at it peculiarly, before pressing 'talk' and pressing it to my ear. "MoshiMoshi, Ryou Bakura speaking."
I suddenly heard a gruff sneer from the other line. And I suddenly realized I wished I hadn't answered.
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Slow motion came into effect as everything happened. Everything seemed so blurry, I felt like the room was swaying.
I watched in horror as Rex slapped his hand infront of his Father's face in a vained attempt to get through, just as the bullet sped towards his Father. The loud boom echoed, and my slow motion ended, leaving Rex with a painfully shocked expression on his face. I could see that the bullet had gone straight through his hand...Straight through his hand into his Father's head.
I found myself holding tears back. These...Were like my parents. Like I had gone insane and I was killing my own parents. Suddenly, a loud slap woke me from my thoughts and I snapped my head over to the source of the sound, hyperventalating.
Rex's Mother laid face down on the floor, beginning to drown in her own pool of blood. This was sick...How could I...HOW COULD I DO THIS?!
I stared at Rex as he painfully pulled his hand away from his Father and his Father's grip, clutching his hand to his shirt.
Looking at the sleeve of my shirt, I pulled with all my power - which, due to my pump of adrenaline, was pretty high - and tore the sleeve clean off, ripping it vertically in half. Gripping both pieces, I slowly reached out, and he allowed his hand to me. "You sure?"
"It's better to lose your had than you, Rex."
He looked dumbfounded for a moment, then nodded, and allowed me to wrap both cloths around his wrist. He stared at them for a long while, before we heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, that, in all honestly, sounded like a friggin SWAT team. He looked at me, his eyes focused to the ground. "I guess they heard. Just remember, Weevil,"
I looked up at him, aware he was addressing me directly now.
"Self defense is not murder."
~
Rika: Cruelty.
Weevil & Rex: *Eating popcorn* This should be under suspense, y'know. _
Rika: Woah. They talk in unision. o___o;
Weevil & Rex: *Sigh* Just friggin' do the Review Q&A.
Rika: Yessirs. o_o; Review Q&A! ^.^
Rin-Chan - I updated, I updated. Now you know who he killed, but not what happens after. ^.~ Hehe. And btw, thank you so much! Tell everyone I said this is for them! Hehe. They're gonna eat you alive. *Snicker*
Weevil's Woman - Oh darn. I could use a good chase. My last chase was Rin-Chan, when I gave her a couple spoilers to the sequel of this fic, "Kiss Daddy Goodnight." Why call it that? I'll never tell....I know, Writer's Block is nothing compared to my suspense. X] And yeah, kick-ass, even I have to admit. Well, he shot Rex's Father, AND Rex's Mother. And Rex's Hand. x.x That's gotta hurt.
Rex: *Smacks Rika on the back of the head with his good hand*
Rika: Owww! What was that for, *WEEVIL* shot you!
Rex: Your plot.
Rika: ... - *Silence* ...! Damn! Oh well.
Anyways, yeah. If anyone's ever read the book The...The Someone's Go to Birmingham, 196-something...I'm horrible with names, forgive me. It's The Someone's Go to Birmingham or something like that, 1968, maybe? I donno. If you know the story, it should be familiar...But anyways, yeah. it's kinda meant to be more of he heard Weira's giggling and it was like a signal to save his life. But...Yeah. That's it, I guess.
Weevil: And that's a rap! Ja! Talk to you soon, peoples!
-I suddenly heard a gruff sneer from the other line. And I suddenly realized I wished I hadn't answered.-