Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I'm running out of good ideas for disclaimers so I'll just stick to minimal wording from here on out.
Authors Note: Yay. I'm back. Whoopdeehayhoo. Okay, right. Last chapter kinda sucked. Sorry about that. I'm trying though...erm...well, I'm going to start trying. Lets just say, I'm going to try to make the story better, but I'm not promising it's going to get better. My creative writing skills (if any) aren't exactly working right now. Ooh! Pick me! Guess what!!! My cousin had a baby. A really fat baby. He was so fat they had to give her a C-section. His name is Jason. I really hope he doesn't end up like her husband. Oh well, if he does, that's too bad. But you probably don't care so I'm going to shut up and write the fic. Maybe...yeah...I think I will. Wait, never mind. Gotta inform you of some nasty stuff. Like, really nasty. This chapter is very bloody. It's a lot bloodier than the last chapter so be forewarned. Don't leave me a bad review about the blood because I'm warning you now, don't like it, don't read it!!! Okay, now really, here's the chapter.
I opened my eyes again. I had no idea how long I'd been unconscious. I seemed to be in the same stone chamber I had been in before.
I tried to sit up, but I still couldn't move a muscle in my body. I looked down at myself. There on my chest was a huge slash, shining with wet blood. Blood was trickling down off my chest and onto the floor.
I began to cry, harder than I ever had before. I was lying in a cold stone chamber in a puddle of my own blood with no one there to save me.
I began to shiver. It was freezing in here. My head was pounding, my muscles were throbbing.
I felt an ache in my lungs. It was getting bigger and bigger, spreading throughout my lungs and up my throat. I began to choke. My immediate reaction was to start gasping for breath, but that just made it worse. My muscles began to seize up. I slowly and painstakingly rolled over on my side, and began coughing.
I felt another shocking jolt as I tasted the metallic, salty flavor of blood on my tongue. More and more blood filled my mouth as I continued to cough. But this blood wasn't coming from my mouth, it was coming from deep within me. I spit the blood out, watching it dye my fiery orange hair crimson.
The coughing and spitting continued for about ten more minutes. When I finally managed to stop, I was exhausted. My throat was burning in pain. It hurt to breathe. So I lay there on the floor, in a pool of blood, breathing very lightly.
After about an hour of this, I heard light footsteps approaching. My immediate thought was that it was Marik coming to torture me again. I began to sob, my entire body trembling and shaking so hard it felt like my ribs would crack.
"Shhh...don't cry. It's just me."
I turned my eyes upward. Ishizu. Was I hallucinating, or just dreaming?
Ishizu gently rolled me over onto my back. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the giant gash. "My god, what did he do to you?" She asked in disbelief. She picked up the torn remains of my shirt and covered my blood-streaked chest with it. "Listen hon," she spoke with a soothing tone, "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm just gonna get you out of here."
I whimpered as she slipped an arm around my aching shoulders and helped me sit up.
"Do you think you can walk?"
I feebly shook my head no. It took all the strength I had just to breathe. There was no chance I could actually walk.
"Okay, I have a bodyguard who can carry you, but I'll need to go get him. Just stay where you are and be very quiet." And with that, she silently left the room.
I let my head fall into my hands and prayed with all my heart and soul that this was real and that I wasn't dreaming. Ishizu had always been like a sister to me. Ever since I met Marik, she had always been there for me. I could talk to her about things I couldn't tell to Marik. I trusted her more than anyone in the world.
But then there was Marik. I thought I could trust him. He had always been there too. It seemed like the first time I actually saw the devil side to him was the night I lost my virginity. He had scared me, kind of, but he hadn't hurt me. He just had the look in his eyes. From that point on, he continued changing between his good and bad side. But it had definitely seemed like they both loved me at first. If it truly was his devil eyes I was with that night, then he did love me. There was no doubt about it. He was so sweet, so comforting, so affectionate. He was the only person who had ever told me I was beautiful. Not even my mother had ever said that. Yes, my family and other people like Ishizu and the man whose castle we lived in, said I was pretty. But none of them had actually said beautiful.
I looked around the room and spotted a mirror in one corner. I dragged myself over to it, scraping my legs on the stone floor. I looked at myself. My ugly self. There was a time when I considered myself to be fairly pretty. At least, not ugly.
But now was an entirely different story. My glaring red hair was sticky and blood-stained and my eyes had lost all of their sparkle. They were now just empty jade spaces, dull, void of all emotions. I looked at my body. I had never really liked my petite figure at all. It made me look like I was eleven. With breasts that barely lifted off my chest and a flat, bouncy[1] stomach it's hard to look 22 years old. Next, I looked at my skin. Every square inch of it was covered in scars, bruises, or blood. I hated that more than anything. In fact, the only place not covered in scars was my back. I remember standing in between two mirrors back in Marik's castle and looking at my back. I could see how smooth the skin was. It was the only part of me that I considered beautiful now.
I heard footsteps coming towards me again. Ishizu and her bodyguard.
Her bodyguard was a tall, muscular man. He gently picked me up and carried me like a baby out the door of the chamber. We passed several stone doors and traveled through what seemed like a maze. The man was walking so quickly and watching the doors and corners fly by was so dizzying, I had to close my eyes.
After what seemed like hours of traveling through the maze, I felt a cool breeze on my face. It was the most welcome feeling in the world.
I opened my eyes. We were outside and it was nighttime. I could see tall buildings and blinking lights ahead. Ishizu caught my eye and pressed a finger to her lips. Then, the man laid me down in the back seat of a car. He and Ishizu climbed into the front and we sped off.
I tried to tell Ishizu about the tracking thing, how Marik could find me no matter where I was, but talking was too painful. I slumped back into the leather seats of the car, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.
*[1]meaning that it isn't very well toned, like, no six-pack. It does not mean she's fat. I just used this for lack of a better word. I mean, I don't know about you people, but my stomach is bouncy and I hate it so she can hate it too.
Authors Note: Yes, I know that was kind of short, and I know she sleeps a lot too, but she's very tired. Actually, she just had to sleep because I couldn't think of what would go there. Oh well. Anywho, that was my chapter. Very bloody and gory, I know. But that's okay. Anyway, I'm still wondering about the happy or sad ending. I've had an idea for kind of a happysad ending where it's happy, but it's sad too, ya know? Right, but I don't know if that's gonna work, so review. Okay, this story might get a little more sexual. I know you think I'm making a big deal about this but I want to be careful. Anyway, if you are unhappy because it's too bloody or too sexual, don't say I didn't warn you!!! I repeat, DO NOT flame me for the bloodiness because I said in the other authors note 'don't like it, don't read it.' Another thing, this is rated PG-13 for a reason which means if you can't handle the stuff, you shouldn't be reading it. Okay, I think that's about it and sorry if I sounded a little harsh. I didn't mean to be like that. Wow, I just read that, I sounded really harsh. Okay, I think I'm gonna delete that one part there...and it still sounds mean...okay...no...it still does...you know what! That's too bad. Just don't take it the wrong way or get offended or anything like that.
Okay, yeah, stuff
~Jaylen
Authors Note: Yay. I'm back. Whoopdeehayhoo. Okay, right. Last chapter kinda sucked. Sorry about that. I'm trying though...erm...well, I'm going to start trying. Lets just say, I'm going to try to make the story better, but I'm not promising it's going to get better. My creative writing skills (if any) aren't exactly working right now. Ooh! Pick me! Guess what!!! My cousin had a baby. A really fat baby. He was so fat they had to give her a C-section. His name is Jason. I really hope he doesn't end up like her husband. Oh well, if he does, that's too bad. But you probably don't care so I'm going to shut up and write the fic. Maybe...yeah...I think I will. Wait, never mind. Gotta inform you of some nasty stuff. Like, really nasty. This chapter is very bloody. It's a lot bloodier than the last chapter so be forewarned. Don't leave me a bad review about the blood because I'm warning you now, don't like it, don't read it!!! Okay, now really, here's the chapter.
I opened my eyes again. I had no idea how long I'd been unconscious. I seemed to be in the same stone chamber I had been in before.
I tried to sit up, but I still couldn't move a muscle in my body. I looked down at myself. There on my chest was a huge slash, shining with wet blood. Blood was trickling down off my chest and onto the floor.
I began to cry, harder than I ever had before. I was lying in a cold stone chamber in a puddle of my own blood with no one there to save me.
I began to shiver. It was freezing in here. My head was pounding, my muscles were throbbing.
I felt an ache in my lungs. It was getting bigger and bigger, spreading throughout my lungs and up my throat. I began to choke. My immediate reaction was to start gasping for breath, but that just made it worse. My muscles began to seize up. I slowly and painstakingly rolled over on my side, and began coughing.
I felt another shocking jolt as I tasted the metallic, salty flavor of blood on my tongue. More and more blood filled my mouth as I continued to cough. But this blood wasn't coming from my mouth, it was coming from deep within me. I spit the blood out, watching it dye my fiery orange hair crimson.
The coughing and spitting continued for about ten more minutes. When I finally managed to stop, I was exhausted. My throat was burning in pain. It hurt to breathe. So I lay there on the floor, in a pool of blood, breathing very lightly.
After about an hour of this, I heard light footsteps approaching. My immediate thought was that it was Marik coming to torture me again. I began to sob, my entire body trembling and shaking so hard it felt like my ribs would crack.
"Shhh...don't cry. It's just me."
I turned my eyes upward. Ishizu. Was I hallucinating, or just dreaming?
Ishizu gently rolled me over onto my back. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the giant gash. "My god, what did he do to you?" She asked in disbelief. She picked up the torn remains of my shirt and covered my blood-streaked chest with it. "Listen hon," she spoke with a soothing tone, "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm just gonna get you out of here."
I whimpered as she slipped an arm around my aching shoulders and helped me sit up.
"Do you think you can walk?"
I feebly shook my head no. It took all the strength I had just to breathe. There was no chance I could actually walk.
"Okay, I have a bodyguard who can carry you, but I'll need to go get him. Just stay where you are and be very quiet." And with that, she silently left the room.
I let my head fall into my hands and prayed with all my heart and soul that this was real and that I wasn't dreaming. Ishizu had always been like a sister to me. Ever since I met Marik, she had always been there for me. I could talk to her about things I couldn't tell to Marik. I trusted her more than anyone in the world.
But then there was Marik. I thought I could trust him. He had always been there too. It seemed like the first time I actually saw the devil side to him was the night I lost my virginity. He had scared me, kind of, but he hadn't hurt me. He just had the look in his eyes. From that point on, he continued changing between his good and bad side. But it had definitely seemed like they both loved me at first. If it truly was his devil eyes I was with that night, then he did love me. There was no doubt about it. He was so sweet, so comforting, so affectionate. He was the only person who had ever told me I was beautiful. Not even my mother had ever said that. Yes, my family and other people like Ishizu and the man whose castle we lived in, said I was pretty. But none of them had actually said beautiful.
I looked around the room and spotted a mirror in one corner. I dragged myself over to it, scraping my legs on the stone floor. I looked at myself. My ugly self. There was a time when I considered myself to be fairly pretty. At least, not ugly.
But now was an entirely different story. My glaring red hair was sticky and blood-stained and my eyes had lost all of their sparkle. They were now just empty jade spaces, dull, void of all emotions. I looked at my body. I had never really liked my petite figure at all. It made me look like I was eleven. With breasts that barely lifted off my chest and a flat, bouncy[1] stomach it's hard to look 22 years old. Next, I looked at my skin. Every square inch of it was covered in scars, bruises, or blood. I hated that more than anything. In fact, the only place not covered in scars was my back. I remember standing in between two mirrors back in Marik's castle and looking at my back. I could see how smooth the skin was. It was the only part of me that I considered beautiful now.
I heard footsteps coming towards me again. Ishizu and her bodyguard.
Her bodyguard was a tall, muscular man. He gently picked me up and carried me like a baby out the door of the chamber. We passed several stone doors and traveled through what seemed like a maze. The man was walking so quickly and watching the doors and corners fly by was so dizzying, I had to close my eyes.
After what seemed like hours of traveling through the maze, I felt a cool breeze on my face. It was the most welcome feeling in the world.
I opened my eyes. We were outside and it was nighttime. I could see tall buildings and blinking lights ahead. Ishizu caught my eye and pressed a finger to her lips. Then, the man laid me down in the back seat of a car. He and Ishizu climbed into the front and we sped off.
I tried to tell Ishizu about the tracking thing, how Marik could find me no matter where I was, but talking was too painful. I slumped back into the leather seats of the car, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.
*[1]meaning that it isn't very well toned, like, no six-pack. It does not mean she's fat. I just used this for lack of a better word. I mean, I don't know about you people, but my stomach is bouncy and I hate it so she can hate it too.
Authors Note: Yes, I know that was kind of short, and I know she sleeps a lot too, but she's very tired. Actually, she just had to sleep because I couldn't think of what would go there. Oh well. Anywho, that was my chapter. Very bloody and gory, I know. But that's okay. Anyway, I'm still wondering about the happy or sad ending. I've had an idea for kind of a happysad ending where it's happy, but it's sad too, ya know? Right, but I don't know if that's gonna work, so review. Okay, this story might get a little more sexual. I know you think I'm making a big deal about this but I want to be careful. Anyway, if you are unhappy because it's too bloody or too sexual, don't say I didn't warn you!!! I repeat, DO NOT flame me for the bloodiness because I said in the other authors note 'don't like it, don't read it.' Another thing, this is rated PG-13 for a reason which means if you can't handle the stuff, you shouldn't be reading it. Okay, I think that's about it and sorry if I sounded a little harsh. I didn't mean to be like that. Wow, I just read that, I sounded really harsh. Okay, I think I'm gonna delete that one part there...and it still sounds mean...okay...no...it still does...you know what! That's too bad. Just don't take it the wrong way or get offended or anything like that.
Okay, yeah, stuff
~Jaylen