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The Demon in the Sword

By: Tariki Rania

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I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts! Dee- dly- dee. There they are all standing in a row! Bum, bum, bum. Big ones! Small ones! Some even bigger than your head. Eh? Oh. No I don't own YuGiOh. U_U

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I am soooooooo sorry!! I took so long to update U_U! Please forgive me!! Here's chapter three! Yayness!! I thank all you wonderful reviewers, well. . . I _had_ 13 reviews originally, but fanfiction deleted six of my reviews! _. Well. That's that. On with the chappie!

Warning: some violence

"Blah"=speech, ~~Blah~~=thoughts, (A/N: Blah)=authoress' stupid rants/comments, [Blah]=something to be translated or explained at the end.

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Yami struggled against the blade. As you know it is upsetting to die with only one eye so he pushed on the spear as hard as he could.

"Resistance is futile! The weapon is with me," the Takshilla leader growled,

"That's no weapon." Yami said as he summoned all his strength and pushed the spear away. "This is a weapon." He said as he pulled a whip out of his belt. This was no ordinary whip though; in place of the leather straps were thin strips of sharp metal, making it a deadly object. The Takshilla's eyes widened. Yami shook the handle making an eerie rattling noise caused by the two blades. The Takshilla slowly started to back away, but the Mutou stopped them. Yami smirked and immediately launched his attack on the Takshilla Army. They screamed in pain as Yami's whip cut through their flesh and splattered the ground with blood. Yami did not hear their pleas; he saw red (A/N: *cough*blood*cough*). He lashed his weapon around himself making a bubble of death; though no one bothered trying to attack him they were worried about themselves. So Yami lunged at the Takshilla and gorged them with the whip of steel. Within seconds all of the Takshilla army had been killed and their corpses lay at random angles with blood dripping from their wounds. Yami did a back flip over the bodies and smirked at the sight that was laid out before them. He turned to his commanding officers, "Move out." He said as he turned and left. Shivrath looked nervously at the dead Takshilla soldiers,

". . .I have f-failed. ."

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Horns sounded as Prince Yami's army rode into the Mutou Kingdom on their horses. Yami himself leading them on his white horse; Pawan [1]. The subjects cheered for their prince's success. Yami beamed at all of the citizens as he raised Sogoroku's sword high above his head proudly.

His brother and one of his half-brothers greeted Yami at the door to his father's palace. His half-brothers were the high priest Seto, and his other half-brother was one of the generals, named Chimeisho.

Seto was dressed in his royal priest attire. Seto's dark cerulean eyes were shining with the bliss that he had only shown to his mother, Yami, Chimeisho (sometimes), and his lover, whom had disappeared a couple years ago. The effect of this sudden departure had damaged Seto's heart so badly that he barely showed emotion anymore. His robes were a majestic dark blue with a silvery sheen, and golden hems on the fringes of his robes. His priest hat was tall and somewhat cone-shaped with what looked like a golden cobra on the front. Yami, Chimeisho, Malik, and Bakura had all joked about it making his look big when they were smaller (A/N: and when they were on friendlier terms XP). Seto had not been pleased with their observations.

Chimeisho was Bakura's brother (A/N: U_U I didn't want to make them twins, but that was the best sketch I could make. It looked way too much like Bakura so they're related someway or another.); he was younger though; which made him not as important as his brother (A/N: XD). His and Bakura's features were almost identical, but Bakura definitely looked a lot more mean than Chimeisho. Chimeisho hair was not pure white; it was streaked with black throughout his waist length locks. Seto, Yami, Bakura, and Malik had nicknamed him 'skunk-head' when they were smaller (A/N: *rewinds tape* and when they were on friendlier terms XP). Chimeisho had killed a servant to express his, ummm. . . displeasure. Chimeisho was wearing a simple light blue tunic with loose navy pants and a black hooded cloak. His dark indigo eyes were narrowed slightly, but his unsatisfied expression lifted slightly when Seto pointed Yami out to him. His work had been rather stressful lately.

(A/N: Do you think I make too many author notes?)

Yami smiled slightly as he ran up the stairs to the temple where the other two had stood. They gave him their congrats on winning against the Takshilla [2]. Yami shrugged as modestly as he could (A/N: which wasn't much, mind you.) and said it wasn't that hard. Seto raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow so high it flew up to his brunette colored hairline.

"I'm not too sure about that. The Takshilla was by far one of the largest armies in the country." Chimeisho nodded slightly in agreement before nodding in what would have been a sleepy voice if not for the fact that he was awake and spoke in a somewhat bitter tone.

"Of course it shouldn't have been an easy battle. The Takshilla Army is twice the size of ours. That is," he smirked slightly "that is unless you've been playing games... . ." He and Seto snickered at Yami's speechless reaction. Yami however quickly recovered himself and shook his head quickly.

"N-no! I wasn't! I was just using my typical strategies. . ." Yami's voice trailed off. Chimeisho sniggered.

"So you're saying that the way you deal with war is by using your game strategies?" Seto teased knowingly. Yami started to give him a death glare, but; as usual it was interrupted by the usual breeze. Which, as it usually did, blew his usually neat golden bangs in to his face. As usual. (A/N: XD) The three burst into laughter just before one of the maids; a girl with clear blue eyes came up to them a bit nervously.

"Um, Prince Yami? You've been summoned to the throne room by the ph- pharaoh." She stuttered. Yami nodded and dismissed her. Seto gave Yami a rather impressed look.

"So, you've been called upon eh? I'll bet my hat that father's going to give you somewhat of a lead against Bakura in ruling our lands [3]." Chimeisho gave Seto a rather disgruntled look.

"I wouldn't bet on it." Chimeisho muttered under his breath. Seto raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Is that a challenge?"

Yami shook his head and silently started to stroll to his chambers to change his clothes [4]. Behind him Seto and Chimeisho were heavily engaged in one of their shouting matches. Yami rolled his eyes. "They're such idiots."

However, unbeknownst to the three, sitting up high in a tree something, or someone was watching the three rather intently. The same thing was happening in the north tower, except we can identify them. It was our two psychotic half-brothers: Malik and Bakura. [5]

"Heheheheh. They think they can get the advantage in power by winning a war do they? Well they're wrong, oh so terribly wrong. . ." Bakura said psychotically. Malik nodded and laughed,

"Ha! They crack me up! Haha!"

Bakura and Malik sat sniggering with fiendish excitement; when suddenly Bakura remembered something. "WHAT!!!!????" He bellowed jumping a foot in the air. "HOW COULD THEY HAVE WON?!?!" Malik immediately caught on and turned towards Bakura.

" He failed his mission!!" Bakura nodded.

"He will pay. . ." Bakura said softly. Malik leaned against the wall thoughtfully.

"But, how shall we torture him?" Malik paused "We've done all the ideas we came up with and more. . ." His voice trailed away. The two brothers looked around the room. Thinking hard. It wasn't hard to torture people, but it was the way you tortured them and how they reacted that was difficult to predict. Bakura's eyes wandered over to a carving on one of the tablets inserted into the wall. He skimmed through it boredly; it was just some crap about the soldier's creed and junk like that.

~~Hmmm. . . The soldier is a proud figure who is loyal to the end. . What kind of shit is this?~~ Bakura snorted. This particular soldier had said he would be eternally loyal to him. . . ~~Never trust what you read~~ Bakura thought crossly. Although he was now positive that this was just some trash, he continued to read on. ~~A soldier's pride is very important. The confidence a soldier contains determines how-yadda yadda yadda-a soldier never lowers his head and-~~ Bakura froze, a sinister plot slowly started to form in his head. He turned to Malik, an evil smirk on his face.

"Our plan has been formed." With that he walked over to the wall next to him and ripped some chains off the wall, yup. He ripped them right out of their cement filled holes. He turned to Malik, "Grab my daggers." He said nodding over to where a large leather bag was sitting on the floor.

Malik nodded but then grinned and reached into the pouch that hung on his waist. He pulled out a relatively large knife out and casually stroked his hair with it. He turned to Bakura, "He will not know what hit him. And." He paused to finger his knife, "Neither will Yami. ." He turned around suddenly and flung the knife right at Bakura, except a little to the side hitting a statue right where it's heart would have been.

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Right. Well anyway back to Yami. . .

Yami slowly walked down towards the throne room. The hallways were barely lit; usually they had a good amount of burning torches, as the hot Egyptian sun was much to harsh for the inhabitants of the palace to cope with so much heat for so long. Yami was slightly surprised how dark it was though; he smiled slightly. He liked the darkness quite a bit, it was said that the majority of the Royal Mutou family had excellent vision at night or in dark places. He had been so warped up in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the soldier guarding the throne room looking at him funny. Yami blinked and coughed loudly. The guard jumped and opened the door to Yami. Yami gave it a chance and gave the guard a death glare. It was unusually successful (A/N: There I go with my usual-{ly}-s again . . .). Yami still grinning at his success walked right into the room.

Yami's father, brother, mother, Chimeisho, Bakura, Malik, Chimeisho's, Bakura's, and Malik's mothers were all in the grand throne room along with the twitchy maid (A/N: ya know, the blue eyed one) and several other servants. Yami kneeled before his father and held Sogoroku's sword in hand he kept his eyes low then silently waited for recognition. His father chuckled slightly and made a gesture with his hand to give Yami the sign to rise. Yami raised his head and showed the bloodstained sword. His father smiled and reached for the ring on his finger and was about to remove it [6], when Bakura and Malik's mothers both grabbed his arm and gave him somewhat threatening looks. The king looking somewhat disappointed stopped removing his ring and dismissed them all. Yami somewhat crestfallen touched his head with the cool blade of the sword and got up. Everyone slowly filled out of the room; Yami could have sworn however that he heard Seto and Chimeisho snapping at each other for something.

"Ha! I won the bet Seto!"

"Shoot, I guess you won my hat."

"Hell no! You think I would wear something as ugly and cone headed as that?!"

Yami snorted and was about to turn down the hallway when he felt someone staring at him, he whipped around to see Bakura and Malik glaring at him. Yami frowned slightly; but continued on his way outside. However, the feeling of eyes watching him didn't end.

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After Yami had turned a corner Malik nodded at Bakura after looking around the corner. Malik ran over to a large potted tree that was sitting in the corner with Bakura hot on his heals. The two reached behind it and pulled out an unconscious body. The body had apparently been gagged and knocked out cold. Their handiwork of course. They dragged the body down to the dungeons and made a couple adjustments to the torture chamber, just to make it fulfill their needs.

-Three hours later-

Malik and Bakura waited silently for their victim to awake. When it finally did come to, they had almost fallen asleep in boredom. Bakura, hearing movement from the chains looked over at his and Malik's prey.

"Ah," He said. "You're awake." Malik's head snapped into attention and grinned at the victim's expression. Pure terror. Malik got up and admired his and Bakura's work. The victim was chained _flat_ against the wall. Directly opposite of him was a whole horde of knives, daggers, swords, spears, and other pointy objects had their hilts carefully inserted into the walls. Making it impossible to lean against the walls. Malik approached the victim and ripped the cloth covering his mouth off.

"Shivrath. Supreme general Shivrath, very nice of you to see us here." Malik said as he quietly slipped a dagger out of the wall and put it in his back pocket for later. Bakura smirked at the terrified Shivrath. He strolled casually up to Shivrath and fixed him a cold harsh glare.

"So, you failed. Didn't you? You said that if we sent Yami to Takshilla he'd die." Bakura said in a dangerously soft voice. Shivrath didn't answer. Bakura smirked slightly, "You thought you could escape us, didn't you?" Still no reply. Getting a little impatient Malik sighed and cleared his throat in such a way that it sounded like 'kill him'. Shivrath's eyes widened. Bakura looked at Malik and shook his head. "No, the soldier's head must be lowered." With that he walked up to Shivrath and removed all of the badges that he had earned from the triumphant wars. He smiled evilly at Shivrath as he threw the medals and badges aside.

"You will carry no honor with you to the afterlife. That is, if you can make it." Malik said as he approached Shivrath with a long sharp silver sword, it was Shivrath's own sword. He smirked at Shivrath's terrified face. He put the sword on the ground and snapped his fingers, the sword; as though lifted by a ghostly hand floated off the ground and positioned itself at Shivrath's throat. Then right as the sword had stationed itself Shivrath felt a sharp pain in his side he peered over and saw to his horror his warm blood trickling out of a wound that Malik had just made with his dagger. Shivrath's head was now lowered. He had lost his dignity, his spirit was broken, and he was starring at the stab where his liver probably was. Bakura grinned.

"Okay. Now he can die." He and Malik strolled out of the room, but before they left they used their magic to make the wall that was filled with the weapons slowly start to close in on Shivrath [7]. The door was silently shut and the two half-brothers pressed their ears against the door and smiled in satisfaction at the screams of pain coming from the other side. They waited patiently for the screaming to stop, and when it did the opened the door and blinked at the bloody pulp that had once been Shivrath. Malik sighed, "I guess we have to clean our artillery all over again." Bakura nodded as he yanked a spear out of Shivrath's chest. "Darn right, you know how the chamber maids are with blood. . ."

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Outside the palace two guards were standing on guard while trying to shoo Seto's little brother Mokuba into the palace so that they wouldn't be held responsible for him. So far all their begging was pointless, Mokuba insisted that he stayed outside with them. The first guard had an incredibly tall pointy hairdo that was a dark brown color. The other guard had long unruly ebony hair that was tied in a ponytail and held by a dirty rag. The first had russet eyes and the second had emerald.

"Puh-leeeeaaaaaasssse Master Mokuba! Please go inside!!!!" the first guard moaned; he'd been trying to get rid of the kid for seven hours already. But the stubborn boy shook his head defiantly, his fluffy black hair flying in all directions.

"No way Honda!!! I am not leaving this spot!!!" He shouted, when he saw the other guard trying to sneak up on him and take him away he dodged right when the guard lunged at him. The guard was rewarded with a mouthful of sand. "Nice try Otogi, but I'm not moving! And nothing you guys do will make me leave!!" Mokuba said as he crossed his arms and glared at the two guards. Honda sighed as Otogi hacked on the sand in his mouth; he knew that they couldn't get rid of the little bugger. Only High Priest Seto could do that.

"Oh boys!!!" It was one of the chambermaids. Kujaku Mai. She was holding a basket filled with who knows what and her long blond hair was sleek and shiny. She surprisingly wasn't wearing the maid uniform today; instead she was wearing some beautifully made clothes that appeared to be made of silk. She was smiling in a sort of pleased way at how stunned they were at her wonderful fashion sense. They're jaws had dropped and they were gabbling like idiots. "Well boys, what do you think of my outfi-"

"Wow! I never knew your hair was blonde!!" Honda exclaimed looking remotely surprised. Otogi shook his head.

"Her hair was always blonde. It was just so dirty it looked brown!" Both doubled over in laughter at Otogi's joke. Mai's eyes narrowed.

"SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!" She bellowed, both Otogi and Honda silenced immediately. Mokuba smiled,

"You look great today Mai, what's the occasion?" He asked.

"Yeah Mai. What's up?" Otogi asked finally noticing the outfit. Mai smiled secretly.

"Nothing. . ."

"Aww, come on. There's got to be a reason why you're all dressed up." Honda argued. Mai stroked his face. "Should I tell you?" She asked flirtatiously. Honda and Otogi nodded eagerly. Mai smiled and smacked Honda across his face with all the strength she could muster. Mokuba snickered.

"Want more?" Mai asked; Otogi shook his head immediately. Mokuba smiled slightly;

"S'okay they'll share it." Mokuba said, deciding to help the two morons for once. Mai smirked lightly.

"You boys better smarten up! Princes Bakura and Yami are at each others throats, if you want to survive you have to get some brains!!" With that Mai turned smartly on her heel and left. Mokuba grinned at the leaving figure that had slapped Honda. Otogi blinked.

"Well, I guess I better go;" Mokuba said "Seto'll need help keeping Yami under control." With that Mokuba skipped off to go visit his brother. Honda turned toward Otogi,

"I'll bet Bakura will finish Yami off this year." Honda said thoughtfully. Otogi shook his head,

"I was eaves-dropping on one of the other priestesses. You know, Isis? Malik's sister?" Honda blinked. "Well anyway, she was talking to several other apprentices of hers. She said it was in the stars that Yami should triumph." Otogi said knowledgably. Honda shook his head with a sigh. "The stars never lie Honda!" Otogi said as he waved a finger in front of Honda's face. Honda pushed Otogi's hand out of his view and groaned,

"Damn your stars, Bakura will win."

"Yami!"

"Bakura!"

"Yami!"

"Bakura!"

"YAMI!!!" Otogi bellowed as he stabbed Honda's foot with his spear.

"OOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHH!!!!!"

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Malik and Bakura sat in the dungeons after a very stressful session of cleaning. Both were exhausted, and rather annoyed. They had scheduled a meeting with an assassin, and he had yet to arrive. They sat boredly on the stretching rack sharpening knives and similar things until they heard a light knock on the door.

"Enter!" Malik said in a cold voice. A figure cloaked with shadows streaked into the room. Trailing a path of death behind them.

"I'm here for my mission." The figure said in a voice that seemed to be smack in the middle of the genders. Bakura sighed and took a candle from the chandelier.

"You're rather late, don't you think?" Bakura asked sharply, his violet eyes flashing dangerously. The figure seemed a little uncomfortable.

"I. .I had to wait a bit to speak to my contact. . ." The figure said nervously. Malik frowned mentally; something was not right about this person. Bakura shrugged off Malik's suspicious looks and turned to the assassin.

"You know your mission, right?" He asked.

The figure's expression brightened "Oh, yes I do!!" He/She said. Malik sighed slightly. Although this person did not seem trustworthy, it was quite possible that they could, at least try to kill Prince Yami. Malik peered curiously at the figures hooded face; it was consumed in shadows. The figure seemed to feel his gaze, for they spoke in a menacing tone; "My secrets shall prevail." They said. Obviously trying to rid Malik of his questions.

Bakura stared at Malik and the assassin; there was clearly some tension in the room so he dismissed the assassin after giving him/her some advice.

"I suggest you attack Yami while he is swimming in the Nile," Bakura said thoughtfully remembering how Yami used to believe that it's healing waters would purify them from the blood in war. "Wait till emerges from the water, and then. ." Bakura blew out one of the candles in order to get his point across. The shadowed figure bowed slightly before disappearing from view. Malik immediately turned to Bakura,

"That person. . . .T-they couldn't have been human!!" Malik stuttered. Bakura turned to face Malik and gave him a serious look.

"Who said they were human?"

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Rania: Well, that's the third chapter killed! Only a bazillion more to hunt! *Grabs hunting gear* While I kill them and bring them over you peoples read and review!!!

[1]- Pawan means 'The Wind' in my language. The Ancient Egyptian language had been somewhat formed using my language as basis

[2]- I should have put this in the second chapter, but I'm a little dim so I decided to put this in now. The Takshilla was based on a real army from India, called the Taxila.

[3]- Yami and Bakura are in somewhat of a race to win the most land in the Egyptian territory.

[4]- For Ra's sake!! He's covered in blood! He HAS to change!!

[5]- I am perfectly aware that it's dangerous to have Malik and Bakura in the same house AND family, but now we can say that being psychotic runs in the family.

[6]- The way Yami, Bakura, and other competitors win land is by gaining the pharaoh's rings and recognition. Each ring signifies a different province/city.

[7]- It's one of those old fashioned spiky walls that closes in and turns you into a bloody pulp.

~Replies to Reviewers From Chapter One~

From Crouching Tigress:

O__O wow can't wait for the next chapter

C.T

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Reply: Thank you for reviewing! *gives a pixie stick*

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From Gin Ryu-Chan:

Interesting story, but I believe you mean Kurai no Okoku, 'no' is kinda like 'of' but not really...it kinda show's possesion, like...

'Watashi no tenshi', would be 'my angel',

So, Okoku no kurai would be kingdom's black...and Kurai no okoku would be Kingdom of black...oh, and 'kurai' means 'black', if you're looking for 'darkness', it would be 'yami'.

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Reply: Ummmmm. . . Thanks for helping with my Japanese; I really need to work on it. I thank you very much! I don't pretend I know Japanese, so I'm wide open for critism on that!! *Hands over a baggie of pixie sticks*

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From Dianne:

Good story! Update soon!

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Reply: Thank you for reviewing! I'll try to update as soon as possible! Here! Pixie stick!!

Shadowed figure in the background: Suuuuure. . .

Rania: *blinks* Are you the weird assassin from before?

Shadowed figure in the background: Uhhhhh, no?

Rania: I'll deal with you later.

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From Hari ng Laro:

Hi cuz! Really great story! How are things down in India? Well, I love your story; I hope you update soon! Can't wait to see you tonight at 7:00!

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Reply: Hi old cousin, old pal, old friend! It was great seeing you and NJ! Although, I'd have to say that my brother was a bit of a jerk, trying to push us into the shark pen and all. Well, India is very lovely and polluted. We can't see the sun at all. . .

Shadowed figure in the background: Actually, we never could see the sun.

Rania: Would you get out of here!!??!?!!?!?!!!!!

Shadowed figure in the background: No. I like it here, despite your horrible writing style.

Rania: *taking deep breaths* I remember you said you wanted to see Yuugi, right? Well, he should make an appearance in the next chapter.

Shadowed figure in the background: Sure he will. .. .

Rania: *glares at 'Shadowed figure in the background' and hands Hari ng Laro a pixie stick*

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From Yami's Tenshi:

Okay... This is weird. I thought I reviewed the first chapter, but apparently not. 0_0 Oh well. But I DID review the previous chapter! (still don't get it.) Anyway, I think it would be kinda bad for Yami to die with just one eye. I mean, not only would he be dead, but he would be missing an eye. ... Sorry, I'm getting off subject. VERY interesting chapter, here. Yami sounds kinda, well, crazy. That just might be me, but it was kinda interesting to read him like that. Please continue soon! I really want to see what happens next! So, C'ya! ^_^

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Reply: Well, you did review at one point; I saw your review on my email inbox thingy. I suppose it was deleted, because I did have more reviews than this. It's all very devastating when you lose eight reviews. I dunno, but you crack me up a lot. You're rather funny. Yes, Yami did seem a little crazy, didn't he? It was fun for me to make him seem a little insane, but if you were reading you could see that this chapter had a psychotic Bakura and Malik. I shall try to update soon, but don't get your hopes up. This chapter was very long and difficult to write. I shall try though!! *Give pixie stick and a 'Yami in Leather' plushie and a matching drawing of Yami in leather* Sorry if Yami's not your favorite character, I just guessed because your 'name' is 'Yami's Tenshi'. However! If you continue to review for each chapter you can win pixie sticks and an assortment of YGO plushies!! The one you have just received however is a one of a kind!! You are eternally on my favorite reviewers list.

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From SoulDreamer:

really neat! continue soon!! thank you! ^.^

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Reply: Thank you! I'm so happy you like my ficcy! Here, have a pixie stick

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From VampssAmby10210:

Hurry and write more soon! I can't wait!!

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Reply: Thank you oh so much for reviewing!!!!! Your fic, Children of the Future is one of my favorites! Pixie Stick!!!

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All right peoples!!! Whoever reviews my chapters will get:

-Pixie Stick(s)

The number you get varies on the review.

-A Yu-Gi-Oh! Plushie

I shall be custom designing them myself with 'Shadowed figure in the background'. If you have any ideas for plushies review your ideas, and I'll get to them, provided the waiting list is not longer than my fics.
Also, people who have put me on their favorite authors or this fic on their favs will be given their own one of a kind plushie.

-A Picture to go with the Plushie

The picture will most likely be of the character in non-chibi form. For instance, instead of a chibi plushie of Yuugi and Yami hugging it would be a portrait of them in anime form. Not chibi, yet incredibly kawaii!

-A Character in the Sequel (Later)

I can understand if you are a bit surprised that I know I'm having a sequel already. But that is pretty much because I have planned the story out already, and it seems necessary that I make a sequel. For, some of you will most likely come to kill me if I leave the last chapter where it ends. I shall put up a notice when to submit character names and the needed info. near the end of the story. This would be the chance for you to be in this story, as long as you don't mind being somewhat evil. . .

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Okies, that's that. The plushie for the next chapter is one of Prince Yami. We have Yami in a tight black shirt with a red eye of Horus embroidered on it; he shall also be wearing the traditional Egyptian jewelry. You know, the giant golden necklace and two gold wrist/armbands on each arm. He shall also don a purple cape that goes down to his toes, as well as white harem pants with a black and gold cord holding it up. He has his chibi little removable leather shoes with studded rubies, and a crown with the Sennen Eye that sort of spikes out along with his hair. And to top it all off you get a portrait of him standing in front of the palace he lives in with that cute cocky look of his. So hurry and review!! This is a limited time offer!