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Chapter 2: Mass Begins

After the three had regained control of themselves they walked in. There

were a lot of people, which freaked them out.

They were just standing in the doorway looking around when an elderly man with a cane pushed his way through them. "Doorways are for walking not for standing" he said in passing.

"Ooooh, how clever. You old fart." Bakura growled as the man walked in and sat down.

"Where are we going to sit?" asked Yami Malik.

"I want to sit there!" said Yami Yugi pointing to the altar. "That's where the 'lord' must sit. So I want to be there."

"Actually boys, that's where I sit." said the priest who was standing behind them. "Why don't you three just find a seat and get out of my way."

"What's up his ass?" asked Bakura as the three of them walked down the main aisle looking for a place to sit.

"There's a place right there." said Yami Malik.

"Where?" asked Yami Yugi.

"Behind that old lady."

"Which one?"

"That one!"

"The one with the pink sweater?"

"NO! Behind the one with the white sweater!"

"You mean the woman behind the one woman behind the one with the black sweater?"

"YES!"

"What are you talking about, that isn't even white, it's a cream-kahki mix." said Yami Yugi matter-of-factly.

"I'm frightend by your impressive knowledge of colors." said Yami Malik.

"Let's just sit here!" Bakura yelled as he pulled the two of them into a pew behind an old man and infront of two elderly women.

They sat there for a couple of minutes awaiting the start of the mass. "This is boring, let's leave." said Bakura. "These seats are uncomfortable, my butt hurts, why do they have wooden benches, why is everyone so quiet, I think I am getting sleepy, why is everyone standing up?"

"I think it is starting!" said Yami Yugi excitedly.

"Welcome to today's mass. Are opening hymn is found in the music issue number 1099. I repeat 1099." said a young woman who was in the pulpit. "I repeat once again, the opening hymn is found in the music issue page 1099. That's 10,9,9."

"Ok grandma, we got it the first time." Bakura mumbled. "It's not some life-changing event what page the song is on." His groans were soon washed out by the sounds of the organ begining to play.

Once everyone began to sing, the alter servers, Euchristic ministers, and the priest began to walk down the aisle. Yami Yugi in, "Look, they are time trained, this may be easier then I thought it would be to get them to praise me and make me their master."

They proceeded to the altar, bowed and made their way up to their seats.

"Let us begin our mass by making the sign of the cross." said the priest.

"Enjoy it for now old man, in time, I will have your power and your position." said Yami Yugi.

"What is that you are mumbling?" asked the old man in front of them as he turned round and looked at them.

"Who me?" asked Yami Yugi taken back by the acquesition of the old man.

"Yes you! Now what was it you were saying?"

"What does it matter to you. I don't give my slaves the benefit of speaking to me." said Yami Yugi taken back slightly.

"What was that? Me, a slave?"

"Yes, future slave, don't upset your master or he will come down on you with extreme punishment!"

"Now you listen here you wippersnapper!" said the old man. "I am no one's slave!! You got that!" at this point he had grabbed Yami Yugi by the ear and pulled him towards him. "You don't belong in here if you are going to act all nonsense like, and loud, and , and what did you say your name was?"

"Senile." said Bakura "Watch this." he added. " Well papy, mommy told me that we are going to put you in a home and never visit you again."

"Huh?" said the old man.

"Oh come on," said Yami Malik, "If you are going to play areound with him at least to it right." he said and leaned towards the old man. " Imagine this, you are walking down the street, it is cold out, it's raining and there is a fog. As you walk, you can here sounds other then the rain. You look to your left, nothing there, to your right, nothing there either." the old man was listening intently the intire time, looking as if he were in a trance. " Suddenly, you can see a shadow form infront of you." The old man swallowed, blinked, and looked ready to hear more. "The shape begins to form into a figure. It appears to be a man. You can hear him laugh mercilessly. He is not standing right in front of you and you are to frightened to move. He is much taller then you, and he is now bearing over you. You can feel is warm breath pass over you as he breathes. It smells rather fruity, he seems to have had some kind of fruit for lunch. You wonder to yourself what it may be,."

*POKE* Bakura had poked him in the side, "Keep to the story."

"Right." said Yami Malik. "Anyway you can feel his warm breath coming over you and you can see right into his eyes. He begins to mumble something, but you can't here it because you seem to be hypnotized by his eyes, and you just keep looking at him. The, you are able to hear what he is saying. 'Your soul is now mine, and there is nothing that you can do about it' then he starts to laugh."

"No," the old man says in a low horse voice. "Not my soul not that. No!" he says slightly louder. He just keeps saying 'no' each time become louder and sounding more scared every time until he is now screaming.

He then was screaming so loud that the preist stopped talking and everyone was looking at him. Yami Malik leaned back, as if admiring his artwork, and smiled.

The old man was now screaming at the top of his lungs, and he ran out of the church flailing his limbs all about.

The congregation just stared at him, then when he left, continued on with the mass as if nothing at all had happened.

Yami Malik seemed pleased with himself, and Yami Yugi and Bakura glanced at eachother, looking rather impressed.

Well that is the end of chapter 2! I hope my fans liked it! I need all the support I can get because I am trying to reclaim my name as Yamishadow and not Yamishadow1. Someone took my name and I will get it back. ( no offense to you present Yamishadow) Anyway, I need people to read and review it so I can have the confidence to keep writing more stories.

By the way, I hope I haven't offended anybody in what I have said about church or the elderly. I love them both dearly, and it is fun to poke fun at them karma likes to get me back. So if I did offend anyone I am sorry, but I won't stop.

See you when Chapter 3 comes out!!