~Disclaimer...I don't own Yugioh, but I own whatever original character's I have created here and the plot. Has anyone read a similar plot before? If so I'd like to read it. Just tell me in your review. ^__^
Pegasus: (laying in a bathtub in a steamy bathroom humming his theme song happily with his feet dangly over the edge and flicking back and forth to the tune) Hmm hmm hmm hmm ^^
Bakura: (walks in) O_O
Pegasus: O_O
Bakura: O_O
Pegasus: O_O..............o_o............o.O Do you mind? I'm trying to take a bath.
Bakura: O_O ......nuh-uh..... (leaves)
Pegasus: ........he's a strange one.......
Bakua: (in the hall) What the HELL did he have in his hair!? O_O
Nika: Oh hi Baku-chan! Is Pegsy done with his bath yet? I wanna get in there and dye my hair that fuschia color I just bought! ^^
Bakura: O__O.............................................................................-_-.................no, he's still in there.....................o.O
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Angel Eyes
Chapter Seventeen
A Little Insight
Bakura sat impatiently waiting for Pierce's arrival, idilly spining his Ring around on it's chain. He had been there what seemed an eternity in his mind and he was growing tired of waiting. Throwing his feet up on the large blue couch he studied his fingernails. *What's taking her so long?* he wondered. For once he didn't have any plans for revenge. He just wanted to talk to her.
He had, of course, left his house with the express intention of beating her into submission. But on the way over he had realized something. He realized why he felt so strangely drawn to her. Thinking back to the time he had tried to have his way with her in the music room he had remembered her words.
"You still don't recognize me! Do you!?"
Those words rang through his mind, freeing the memory of a certain ancient priestess. And that was when everything clicked. Why he desired her so. Why he enjoyed tormenting her. Why she hated him like the plague.
It wasn't that he had forgotten her. No, he could never forget someone like her. More like the memory had been pushed to the back burner in his mind, along with several other things. After all, five thousand years locked in a Ring can do that to you. Now he just wanted to know what SHE knew. And maybe confess a few things. Things that would have meant his death back in Egypt. But circumstances were different now. They were considered equals in this time. In this time all she could do was hate him, not put him to death.
Ah yes. Hate. Such a powerful emotion. It can drive men to do things they never would have imagined. It can drive them to the brink, and push them over if they're not careful. Hate can drive men insane. It was her hatred for him that drove her insane before. It was her hatred that killed his allies and hundreds more like them. Her hatred could have overwhelmed and destroyed him if he had been weaker. If he hadn't have used his powers to hide from her in the Shadow Realm.
The Shadow Realm. He was perhaps the only one ever to think of it fondly. But it had been his protector. And it had been his instrument of victory over stronger foes. The Shadow Realm. He remembered the first time he had ever entered it.
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The imposing figure of a man sits regally upon his throne. His tri-colored hair adorned with the royal crown of Kehmet. This man is the pharaoh. To his right hand stands a young boy of four, his very image. To the pharaoh's left hand stand a girl of nine and beside her a boy of eight, both with the same keen blue eyes. All are dressed in the finery of royalty.
Before them seven men, five women and four children kneel on the stone floor, heads bowed. To be in the divine presence of the pharaoh is a gift bestowed only on the lucky. To stand before the entire royal family is nearly unheard of.
The pharaoh speaks in a commanding voice. "You sixteen were sent to me by the prophet Khalfani. Each of you, whether trained or not, have the required power to control one of the Items of Darkness. However, to wield an Item is to bear both a great responsiblity and a great burden. Each of you must be tested on the field of battle to determine the worthyness of your souls. Rise and follow me."
With this he led all assembled out of the throne room and into a hidden chamber deep in the palace. The walls of the chamber were carved with the sembelances of powerful monsters and gods. Two braziers lit the room. In the center of the room was a large empty space. Here the pharaoh halted.
"You will each duel until only eight are left standing. My son and heir, Kahlid, will duel as well. Do not be decieved by his age or inexperience. He has great power. Also joining in will be my niece, Amunet, and her brother, Seth. They are both to begin their apprenticeships in the service of Isis and Osiris very soon and are well trained in the ways of Shadow Magic. With this, begin."
The pharaoh turned his back and begin to walk away but a small voice called out to him and he stopped. "Pha...pharaoh?" the young voice said.
The pharaoh turned around and saw the quivering form of a young boy with silver hair. Though he was dressed in torn and ratty peasants clothes he was obviously more than he seemed if he was here. He didn't seem to be much older than his own son. "What is it, child?" he asked him.
"I...I...I don't know what to do." he said meekly. "I never dueled before. And I never been taught magic. Can I go home?"
"No." the pharaoh stated. "Just do what comes naturally and you'll be fine."
With that he turned away again and motioned to a servant. The servant pulled a cord and a tapestry that had been covering a wall slid back, revealing eight glittering golden objects embedded in the wall.
"Begin." the pharaoh commanded, and they did.
As each dueled they called up the monsters depicted on the walls of the chamber, piting them against one another until a victor emerged. In the first two battles nothing out of the ordinary happened. It was as straightforward as all duels. One emerged the victor, and the other disappered into the Shadow Realm. But in the third round when one appeared to be losing the duel, an Item suddenly flew off the wall and locked itself onto his eye. Soon after the man won the duel and sacrificed his opponent to the Shadow Realm. The Sennen Eye had chosen it's bearer.
They continued in this way with twin scribes gaining the Sennen Key and Scales. Then it was the Necklace to a very distant relative of the pharaoh, a woman noble. Then the Prince Kahlid dueled. Or rather he stood there looking very lost. The second the duel began the Sennen Puzzle propeled itself off the wall and bound itself around the young prince's neck. His opponent was spared however by the Puzzle Then it had been Prince Seth's turn. Despite his young age, he dueled mercilessly. It was obvious he was going to win. Especially when he expertly summoned the powerful Blue-Eyes White Dragon. It was at that moment that the Sennen Rod chose him as it's owner.
All throughout the duels the young boy with silver hair watched in amazement. Not only was he watching a ceremony witnessed only by the nobles of high station, but beside him stood the pharaoh's own niece. She watched the duels with rapt attention and a knowing smile. *So beautiful.* he thought to himself. *I can't believe I, the son of a petty thief, am standing next to a real princess!*
It seemed the girl sensed his gaze and turned to look at him. She gave him a sweet smile and said, "Hello. What's your name?"
"B...bakari." the boy managed to stutter out. *She's actually talking to me!* he realized in wonder.
The girl laughed at his shocked expression and said, "My name is Amunet. How old are you, Lord Bakarai?"
"Ten." he replied unsurely. Did she think he was a noble too?
"I'm nine." she said, turning her gaze back to watch her brother duel. "Seth is eight. You haven't had training in any magic?"
"No." he said and shook his head.
"That's okay. For people like us who have huge natural talents you don't really need training. You just kinda go with what you feel. Uncle was right. If you listen to your heart in the duel, you'll be fine." She smiled at him again before saying, "Looks like brother has won himself an Item. And it looks like it's my turn. Wish me luck!" And with that she turned and walked to take her brother's place on the arena floor.
Bakari watched her go with a wistful look. *Amunet.* he sighed. *I wish I were a prince.*
"Stay away from my sister, peasant." he heard a young voice command him.
Looking over he found the eight year old Seth by his side and staring angrily at him. In his hand he held the Sennen Rod. Bakari suddenly found himself inwardly cringing at the younger boys flashing aura. He was still wound up from his duel and that Rod was feeding him more power. This boy would undoubtedly grow to be a fearsome man. When Seth turned to watch his sister, Bakari followed suit.
Amunet stepped out onto the dueling floor and flashed her opponent a warm smile.. Her opponent, a burly looking man, gave her a sneer and readyed himself for battle. At the pharaoh's command they begin. The man started off by summoning a wicked looking creature named Pale Beast.
"Beat that." the man said with a smirk.
Amunet just giggled childishly and said, "Okay! I summon the Royal Keeper!" And with that the man's beast was destroyed.
It continued on this way with the man then summoning the Battle Ox to destroy her Royal Keeper. She didn't even blink though as she summoned yet another monster to defeat his Battle Ox, the Susa Soldier. Her opponent began to grow tired with his energy expenditure and irratated with her boundless enthusiasm. So he sought to end the battle quickly. He used all of his energy to summon Gaia the Fierce Knight.
"Ooooh" Amunet said, "That's a good move. He's strong. But you look a little tired now. Bet you don't have enough energy to summon another creature."
"Shut up!" the man shouted in annoyance, then seemed to remember who he was talking to. "Your Highness."
Amunet just said, "Hmmm...bet you're thinking a little kid like me can't summon a higher level monster. And if I do, I'll be drained of energy like you. Hmmm...that's smart. But I'm afraid I'm not just a little kid. You seem to have forgotten I'm also a member of the royal family. Which means I'm protected by a specific creature. Like my brother, who's protected by the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. And my cousin who's protected by the Dark Magician. My uncle, the pharaoh, who's protected by the Black Luster Soldier. Hmmm...do you think that...perhaps if my younger brother can call forth his guardian...I can too?"
The man's eyes widened in shock. Yes, it was appearant that he had indeed forgotten that little fact.
"That's okay!" she said cheerfully. "I'm sure the Shadow Realm won't be that bad! I summon, Aset the Fearless Queen of Heaven!!"
Gasps came from everyone except the royal family as the entire chamber was illuminated by a blinding white light. And out of the light there appeared a beautiful woman with skin of gold and a dress of stars. In a crown on her head she wore the sundisk of Ra cradled in between a pair of golden horns, the symbol of the great Mother Goddess, Isis. This was the purest form of Isis.
The woman slowly spread her arms in a gesture as if to hug someone and the light became so bright everyone had to shield their eyes. Through their blindness they heard the scream of the man as Aset destroyed his creature and sent him into darkness. When the light cleared and they opened their eyes Amunet stood alone and smiling on the arena floor. On her right wrist was the Sennen Band.
Young Bakari was given no time to recover however as it was immediatly his turn to duel. He stood before his opponent, a kindly looking woman, a mass of quaking nerves. Even though the woman smiled, it brought no comfort to his fragile state of mind. He had no idea what to do, so he imitated what he had seen up until then. He wasn't surprised however when he summoned a less than formidable creature. The thing looked like nothing but a big ball of goo floating in front of him.
The woman laughed and said, "Mucus Yolk? Are you sure you don't want to try again, little boy?"
Bakari felt his anger rise and without thinking he sent his creature to attack hers...and lost. He could feel something tugging inside him as his creature was destroyed. He was getting weaker, and as she destroyed yet another monster he could feel himself losing consciousness. With the next one of his she destroyed, his eyes rolled back in his head and he slumped to the ground unconscious. Or so he seemed. But he was just unable to will his body to move. He could hear her as she commented on the fact that it was amazing he lasted through three rounds. And then...he felt cold. Something colder than a whiping desert wind at night. Something deep inside him and yet all around him. Then...he was sent to the Shadow Realm.
It's impossible to describe the feeling of the Shadow Realm. It's like thousands of iceblades pricking your skin. Like all the air is sucked away from you and you can't breath. It's hopelessness. But in the dark, he found a glimer of something. Something bright. Something warm. Something that called to him. A glimmer of gold. He reached toward that spark of hope and was surprised when his hands clasp around the smooth surface of the Sennen Ring. He held the Ring to his chest and felt the cord work it's way like a snake up around his neck. He felt it fasten itself and then...he was gone.
Or rather, he was back. Standing in the middle of the room with all eyes staring at him. It seemed that although he had lost the duel, he had still been chosen by the magic of the Sennen Ring. It had bonded itself to him in darkness and made the dark a part of him. The woman who was his opponent lay dead on the floor of the arena, and he somehow didn't feel any remorse.
Then the pharaoh had begun to shake. Half with anger, half with fear. For what reason Bakari did not know. But the pharaoh suddenly called out his Black Luster Soldier and sent it after him. Bakari reacted purely on instinct. With one hand on the Ring he called out, "Change of Heart!" and the Soldier stopped in midstrike. It was then he understood. And it was then he sent the pharaoh's own guardian spirit to kill him, banishing his soul to the Shadow Realm. And then the boy, young no longer, made a hasty retreat by way of the magic of his Ring.
That was the first of many times he would be banished to the Shadow Realm. And that was the first of many times he would return to seek his revenge.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~end flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ever since that day he had never been the same. He had been cold, ruthless and sadistic. He imagined it was the because everything that held him to the world of the living was, in fact, based in the Shadow Realm. A place of darkness and unimigienable evil. In essence, he WAS the Shadow Realm. And that was just fine with him.
Even the strange emotion of love he felt was evil. Not a pure kind of love, but a selfish kind. A twisted, perverted kind of love that made him desire to possess everything about what he loved. Be it material, emotional or a person, he would take it as he wanted. And he would always come back for more.
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(A/N) Oh my! I started off with having very little to do with Bakura in this chapter! But it turned into all him!! Weird... Well, I hope after this you may have a better idea of why he is the way he is. Not much else to say. Be prepared for character death next chapter. Not sure who though. Anyone got any suggestions? I HAVE to kill someone off and it can't be Malik, Bakura or Seto because I still have plans for them. And of course not Pierce. Tell me who you want...or you won't like the consequences. I'll pick someone you all LOVE!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
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No reviews wil make me kill............hmmmm........RYOU!!!!! O_O Please review!!! I WUV RYOU!!!!! (huggles her Ryou plushie and rocks back and forth)
Liviania: Yes, when I make sense...run for cover. I'm dangerous when I'm that way. And whatever you do...never, NEVER get between me and my computer! I will sever limbs, preferably the person in my way's, to finish this!
LoveLiesBleeding: Oh, okay. I thought maybe it was you. Yep! Malik cares WOTS for his Angel! Why, *gasp* he's being nice to Yami!! O_O Heh-heh, don't want me to kill Bakura? Then tell me who I should. ^__^
Reine Keri: Yeah, really!! Now, I usually spend a lot more than 15hrs on a chapter...but at one time!?!?! @__@ ..........I did it again............. *faints* (Bakura comes in with the smelling salts shaking his head) Bakura: Honestly, she's gonna kill herself one day. O_O Who'll feed me!?
Maylia Intusha: *squeal!* I'll go read your fic soon! O_O (Alice comes bareling out of nowhere and through the fire, unties Bakura, slings him over her shoulder and makes off with him to who knows where) Uhhhh....I'm gonna go look for my yami. I'll try to get Bakura away from her and back to you...but......I don't wanna die. So no promises, kay?
bluefuzzyelf: *deep breaths* Well....work faster!!!!! I'm dieing here!!!! *more deep breaths* *breathing slows down* It's okay. Really. I know how it is. Can't write if you can't write. .............................................UPDATENOW!!!!!!!! O__O *begins panting again*
PCU: Actually, next chapter the truth comes out about what Malik and Pierce do when they're alone! And it's surprisingly clean... o.O Wow...I'm starting to scare myself... No, no, no. Amunet did not kill Bakura. He escaped. Sorry if I confused you.
Erin: LOL That's not much of a cliffhanger compared to some I've wrote. (throws her a rope) But hang on, because it's not over yet!
Pegasus: (laying in a bathtub in a steamy bathroom humming his theme song happily with his feet dangly over the edge and flicking back and forth to the tune) Hmm hmm hmm hmm ^^
Bakura: (walks in) O_O
Pegasus: O_O
Bakura: O_O
Pegasus: O_O..............o_o............o.O Do you mind? I'm trying to take a bath.
Bakura: O_O ......nuh-uh..... (leaves)
Pegasus: ........he's a strange one.......
Bakua: (in the hall) What the HELL did he have in his hair!? O_O
Nika: Oh hi Baku-chan! Is Pegsy done with his bath yet? I wanna get in there and dye my hair that fuschia color I just bought! ^^
Bakura: O__O.............................................................................-_-.................no, he's still in there.....................o.O
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Angel Eyes
Chapter Seventeen
A Little Insight
Bakura sat impatiently waiting for Pierce's arrival, idilly spining his Ring around on it's chain. He had been there what seemed an eternity in his mind and he was growing tired of waiting. Throwing his feet up on the large blue couch he studied his fingernails. *What's taking her so long?* he wondered. For once he didn't have any plans for revenge. He just wanted to talk to her.
He had, of course, left his house with the express intention of beating her into submission. But on the way over he had realized something. He realized why he felt so strangely drawn to her. Thinking back to the time he had tried to have his way with her in the music room he had remembered her words.
"You still don't recognize me! Do you!?"
Those words rang through his mind, freeing the memory of a certain ancient priestess. And that was when everything clicked. Why he desired her so. Why he enjoyed tormenting her. Why she hated him like the plague.
It wasn't that he had forgotten her. No, he could never forget someone like her. More like the memory had been pushed to the back burner in his mind, along with several other things. After all, five thousand years locked in a Ring can do that to you. Now he just wanted to know what SHE knew. And maybe confess a few things. Things that would have meant his death back in Egypt. But circumstances were different now. They were considered equals in this time. In this time all she could do was hate him, not put him to death.
Ah yes. Hate. Such a powerful emotion. It can drive men to do things they never would have imagined. It can drive them to the brink, and push them over if they're not careful. Hate can drive men insane. It was her hatred for him that drove her insane before. It was her hatred that killed his allies and hundreds more like them. Her hatred could have overwhelmed and destroyed him if he had been weaker. If he hadn't have used his powers to hide from her in the Shadow Realm.
The Shadow Realm. He was perhaps the only one ever to think of it fondly. But it had been his protector. And it had been his instrument of victory over stronger foes. The Shadow Realm. He remembered the first time he had ever entered it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The imposing figure of a man sits regally upon his throne. His tri-colored hair adorned with the royal crown of Kehmet. This man is the pharaoh. To his right hand stands a young boy of four, his very image. To the pharaoh's left hand stand a girl of nine and beside her a boy of eight, both with the same keen blue eyes. All are dressed in the finery of royalty.
Before them seven men, five women and four children kneel on the stone floor, heads bowed. To be in the divine presence of the pharaoh is a gift bestowed only on the lucky. To stand before the entire royal family is nearly unheard of.
The pharaoh speaks in a commanding voice. "You sixteen were sent to me by the prophet Khalfani. Each of you, whether trained or not, have the required power to control one of the Items of Darkness. However, to wield an Item is to bear both a great responsiblity and a great burden. Each of you must be tested on the field of battle to determine the worthyness of your souls. Rise and follow me."
With this he led all assembled out of the throne room and into a hidden chamber deep in the palace. The walls of the chamber were carved with the sembelances of powerful monsters and gods. Two braziers lit the room. In the center of the room was a large empty space. Here the pharaoh halted.
"You will each duel until only eight are left standing. My son and heir, Kahlid, will duel as well. Do not be decieved by his age or inexperience. He has great power. Also joining in will be my niece, Amunet, and her brother, Seth. They are both to begin their apprenticeships in the service of Isis and Osiris very soon and are well trained in the ways of Shadow Magic. With this, begin."
The pharaoh turned his back and begin to walk away but a small voice called out to him and he stopped. "Pha...pharaoh?" the young voice said.
The pharaoh turned around and saw the quivering form of a young boy with silver hair. Though he was dressed in torn and ratty peasants clothes he was obviously more than he seemed if he was here. He didn't seem to be much older than his own son. "What is it, child?" he asked him.
"I...I...I don't know what to do." he said meekly. "I never dueled before. And I never been taught magic. Can I go home?"
"No." the pharaoh stated. "Just do what comes naturally and you'll be fine."
With that he turned away again and motioned to a servant. The servant pulled a cord and a tapestry that had been covering a wall slid back, revealing eight glittering golden objects embedded in the wall.
"Begin." the pharaoh commanded, and they did.
As each dueled they called up the monsters depicted on the walls of the chamber, piting them against one another until a victor emerged. In the first two battles nothing out of the ordinary happened. It was as straightforward as all duels. One emerged the victor, and the other disappered into the Shadow Realm. But in the third round when one appeared to be losing the duel, an Item suddenly flew off the wall and locked itself onto his eye. Soon after the man won the duel and sacrificed his opponent to the Shadow Realm. The Sennen Eye had chosen it's bearer.
They continued in this way with twin scribes gaining the Sennen Key and Scales. Then it was the Necklace to a very distant relative of the pharaoh, a woman noble. Then the Prince Kahlid dueled. Or rather he stood there looking very lost. The second the duel began the Sennen Puzzle propeled itself off the wall and bound itself around the young prince's neck. His opponent was spared however by the Puzzle Then it had been Prince Seth's turn. Despite his young age, he dueled mercilessly. It was obvious he was going to win. Especially when he expertly summoned the powerful Blue-Eyes White Dragon. It was at that moment that the Sennen Rod chose him as it's owner.
All throughout the duels the young boy with silver hair watched in amazement. Not only was he watching a ceremony witnessed only by the nobles of high station, but beside him stood the pharaoh's own niece. She watched the duels with rapt attention and a knowing smile. *So beautiful.* he thought to himself. *I can't believe I, the son of a petty thief, am standing next to a real princess!*
It seemed the girl sensed his gaze and turned to look at him. She gave him a sweet smile and said, "Hello. What's your name?"
"B...bakari." the boy managed to stutter out. *She's actually talking to me!* he realized in wonder.
The girl laughed at his shocked expression and said, "My name is Amunet. How old are you, Lord Bakarai?"
"Ten." he replied unsurely. Did she think he was a noble too?
"I'm nine." she said, turning her gaze back to watch her brother duel. "Seth is eight. You haven't had training in any magic?"
"No." he said and shook his head.
"That's okay. For people like us who have huge natural talents you don't really need training. You just kinda go with what you feel. Uncle was right. If you listen to your heart in the duel, you'll be fine." She smiled at him again before saying, "Looks like brother has won himself an Item. And it looks like it's my turn. Wish me luck!" And with that she turned and walked to take her brother's place on the arena floor.
Bakari watched her go with a wistful look. *Amunet.* he sighed. *I wish I were a prince.*
"Stay away from my sister, peasant." he heard a young voice command him.
Looking over he found the eight year old Seth by his side and staring angrily at him. In his hand he held the Sennen Rod. Bakari suddenly found himself inwardly cringing at the younger boys flashing aura. He was still wound up from his duel and that Rod was feeding him more power. This boy would undoubtedly grow to be a fearsome man. When Seth turned to watch his sister, Bakari followed suit.
Amunet stepped out onto the dueling floor and flashed her opponent a warm smile.. Her opponent, a burly looking man, gave her a sneer and readyed himself for battle. At the pharaoh's command they begin. The man started off by summoning a wicked looking creature named Pale Beast.
"Beat that." the man said with a smirk.
Amunet just giggled childishly and said, "Okay! I summon the Royal Keeper!" And with that the man's beast was destroyed.
It continued on this way with the man then summoning the Battle Ox to destroy her Royal Keeper. She didn't even blink though as she summoned yet another monster to defeat his Battle Ox, the Susa Soldier. Her opponent began to grow tired with his energy expenditure and irratated with her boundless enthusiasm. So he sought to end the battle quickly. He used all of his energy to summon Gaia the Fierce Knight.
"Ooooh" Amunet said, "That's a good move. He's strong. But you look a little tired now. Bet you don't have enough energy to summon another creature."
"Shut up!" the man shouted in annoyance, then seemed to remember who he was talking to. "Your Highness."
Amunet just said, "Hmmm...bet you're thinking a little kid like me can't summon a higher level monster. And if I do, I'll be drained of energy like you. Hmmm...that's smart. But I'm afraid I'm not just a little kid. You seem to have forgotten I'm also a member of the royal family. Which means I'm protected by a specific creature. Like my brother, who's protected by the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. And my cousin who's protected by the Dark Magician. My uncle, the pharaoh, who's protected by the Black Luster Soldier. Hmmm...do you think that...perhaps if my younger brother can call forth his guardian...I can too?"
The man's eyes widened in shock. Yes, it was appearant that he had indeed forgotten that little fact.
"That's okay!" she said cheerfully. "I'm sure the Shadow Realm won't be that bad! I summon, Aset the Fearless Queen of Heaven!!"
Gasps came from everyone except the royal family as the entire chamber was illuminated by a blinding white light. And out of the light there appeared a beautiful woman with skin of gold and a dress of stars. In a crown on her head she wore the sundisk of Ra cradled in between a pair of golden horns, the symbol of the great Mother Goddess, Isis. This was the purest form of Isis.
The woman slowly spread her arms in a gesture as if to hug someone and the light became so bright everyone had to shield their eyes. Through their blindness they heard the scream of the man as Aset destroyed his creature and sent him into darkness. When the light cleared and they opened their eyes Amunet stood alone and smiling on the arena floor. On her right wrist was the Sennen Band.
Young Bakari was given no time to recover however as it was immediatly his turn to duel. He stood before his opponent, a kindly looking woman, a mass of quaking nerves. Even though the woman smiled, it brought no comfort to his fragile state of mind. He had no idea what to do, so he imitated what he had seen up until then. He wasn't surprised however when he summoned a less than formidable creature. The thing looked like nothing but a big ball of goo floating in front of him.
The woman laughed and said, "Mucus Yolk? Are you sure you don't want to try again, little boy?"
Bakari felt his anger rise and without thinking he sent his creature to attack hers...and lost. He could feel something tugging inside him as his creature was destroyed. He was getting weaker, and as she destroyed yet another monster he could feel himself losing consciousness. With the next one of his she destroyed, his eyes rolled back in his head and he slumped to the ground unconscious. Or so he seemed. But he was just unable to will his body to move. He could hear her as she commented on the fact that it was amazing he lasted through three rounds. And then...he felt cold. Something colder than a whiping desert wind at night. Something deep inside him and yet all around him. Then...he was sent to the Shadow Realm.
It's impossible to describe the feeling of the Shadow Realm. It's like thousands of iceblades pricking your skin. Like all the air is sucked away from you and you can't breath. It's hopelessness. But in the dark, he found a glimer of something. Something bright. Something warm. Something that called to him. A glimmer of gold. He reached toward that spark of hope and was surprised when his hands clasp around the smooth surface of the Sennen Ring. He held the Ring to his chest and felt the cord work it's way like a snake up around his neck. He felt it fasten itself and then...he was gone.
Or rather, he was back. Standing in the middle of the room with all eyes staring at him. It seemed that although he had lost the duel, he had still been chosen by the magic of the Sennen Ring. It had bonded itself to him in darkness and made the dark a part of him. The woman who was his opponent lay dead on the floor of the arena, and he somehow didn't feel any remorse.
Then the pharaoh had begun to shake. Half with anger, half with fear. For what reason Bakari did not know. But the pharaoh suddenly called out his Black Luster Soldier and sent it after him. Bakari reacted purely on instinct. With one hand on the Ring he called out, "Change of Heart!" and the Soldier stopped in midstrike. It was then he understood. And it was then he sent the pharaoh's own guardian spirit to kill him, banishing his soul to the Shadow Realm. And then the boy, young no longer, made a hasty retreat by way of the magic of his Ring.
That was the first of many times he would be banished to the Shadow Realm. And that was the first of many times he would return to seek his revenge.
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Ever since that day he had never been the same. He had been cold, ruthless and sadistic. He imagined it was the because everything that held him to the world of the living was, in fact, based in the Shadow Realm. A place of darkness and unimigienable evil. In essence, he WAS the Shadow Realm. And that was just fine with him.
Even the strange emotion of love he felt was evil. Not a pure kind of love, but a selfish kind. A twisted, perverted kind of love that made him desire to possess everything about what he loved. Be it material, emotional or a person, he would take it as he wanted. And he would always come back for more.
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(A/N) Oh my! I started off with having very little to do with Bakura in this chapter! But it turned into all him!! Weird... Well, I hope after this you may have a better idea of why he is the way he is. Not much else to say. Be prepared for character death next chapter. Not sure who though. Anyone got any suggestions? I HAVE to kill someone off and it can't be Malik, Bakura or Seto because I still have plans for them. And of course not Pierce. Tell me who you want...or you won't like the consequences. I'll pick someone you all LOVE!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
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No reviews wil make me kill............hmmmm........RYOU!!!!! O_O Please review!!! I WUV RYOU!!!!! (huggles her Ryou plushie and rocks back and forth)
Liviania: Yes, when I make sense...run for cover. I'm dangerous when I'm that way. And whatever you do...never, NEVER get between me and my computer! I will sever limbs, preferably the person in my way's, to finish this!
LoveLiesBleeding: Oh, okay. I thought maybe it was you. Yep! Malik cares WOTS for his Angel! Why, *gasp* he's being nice to Yami!! O_O Heh-heh, don't want me to kill Bakura? Then tell me who I should. ^__^
Reine Keri: Yeah, really!! Now, I usually spend a lot more than 15hrs on a chapter...but at one time!?!?! @__@ ..........I did it again............. *faints* (Bakura comes in with the smelling salts shaking his head) Bakura: Honestly, she's gonna kill herself one day. O_O Who'll feed me!?
Maylia Intusha: *squeal!* I'll go read your fic soon! O_O (Alice comes bareling out of nowhere and through the fire, unties Bakura, slings him over her shoulder and makes off with him to who knows where) Uhhhh....I'm gonna go look for my yami. I'll try to get Bakura away from her and back to you...but......I don't wanna die. So no promises, kay?
bluefuzzyelf: *deep breaths* Well....work faster!!!!! I'm dieing here!!!! *more deep breaths* *breathing slows down* It's okay. Really. I know how it is. Can't write if you can't write. .............................................UPDATENOW!!!!!!!! O__O *begins panting again*
PCU: Actually, next chapter the truth comes out about what Malik and Pierce do when they're alone! And it's surprisingly clean... o.O Wow...I'm starting to scare myself... No, no, no. Amunet did not kill Bakura. He escaped. Sorry if I confused you.
Erin: LOL That's not much of a cliffhanger compared to some I've wrote. (throws her a rope) But hang on, because it's not over yet!