Shadows of the Blue Moon
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By Darkness Fire
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Chapter Six: Breaking and Entering
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There's a new transfer student in Domino High and she turns out to be Malik Ishtar's foster sister. She hates Yami to the core and vice versa. But what happens when she is assigned to sit next to him in Class 1-B?? Will Bakura and Malik try to stop her from driving the former Pharaoh crazy?? Or will they just sit back and watch Yami meet his match – in a girl who has the gift of Fire and Shadow Majic?? But meanwhile, a long-gone enemy has resurfaced from the Shadow Realm, and he altering the course of history in Ancient Egypt, 3000 years ago. Will the rivals team up to destroy him, or will they fail and let him take over both Upper and Lower Egypt??
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Darkness-Fire:
I'm baack!! ^^ Have just finished collecting red packets from relatives!! It's the Chinese New Year people!! Happy Chinese New Year to all those who celebrate it!! ^^
Keaira Ishtar:
Currently she's sugar-high about how much money she has collected…
Shadow:
You are absolutely right.
Akiko-Saulli – I'm on your favs? Cool! Thanks to you and everyone else who has put my story on their favs!
Trueyamigirlfriend – Yeah, I read the manga. I find that it's much more accurate then the dub version… *kills dub version* Yeah, it is chapter 295 in the manga… at least I think it is…
Darkness-Fire:
*showers all reviewers who reviewed this story with plushies because she realized she has not been giving them to reviewers for two to three chapters…*
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Disclaimer: *in monotone voice* Do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Am sick of saying that every chapter. Steal my characters and die a very horrible death. *evil laugh*
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Bakura and Kira met Malik outside the tomb, their arms loaded with all the treasures they could get their hands on. A lone sarcophagus trailed behind them, held by a rope around its throat. Malik's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw the treasures. He blinked a few times in succession, making sure that it wasn't a dream.
"Man, we could sell all of this, and be rich!!"
Kira slapped her foster brother upside the head, earning an indignant 'Ow!' from the blond assassin. "No, dearest brother, unless you want to be stuck here for the rest of eternity, we do not sell these treasures."
"Instead, we go straight to the Pharaoh, and act out what was supposed to be done 3000 years ago. Now I hope that Yami is going to keep his part of the bargain to help us drive out Marik," Bakura said.
"We're going to break into the palace in broad daylight?"
"Shut up," the silver-haired tomb robber growled, mentally calculating on how to get past all those guards without getting any of his companions and himself hurt. "Take your weapons. We're charging in."
"What??" both his companions yelled in unison. So much for planning.
Grabbing his scimitar, and the rope connecting to the corpse of the late Akunamukanon, Bakura leapt first into the palace grounds, and faced the palace guards, who bristled immediately, seeing an intruder so boldly, stride up to them. Seconds later two others joined him, a girl with silver streaked golden hair, and an assassin with blond hair, who the guards had immediately recognized as the one who had killed Akunamukanon.
"Who are you who dare to walk upon the holy ground of the Pharaoh?" one of the guards shouted, pointing the tip of his spear at them. At the same time, the other guards around him did the same.
Bakura merely laughed, showing off the treasures that were on him. A shock of realization shot through the guards.
"Those gold and silver are for the late Pharaoh, father of Bel um Fal, you are a tomb robber!!" another guard said, taking a step back in awe.
"Of course!! Took you long enough, you imbeciles! My friends and I are not here to grace you with our presence!! Tell the worthless Pharaoh that the King of Tomb Robbers of Kuru Eruna village is here to meet him!!" Bakura smirked.
"You dare speak of the living God in this way!! Guards, take him and his comrades!!" the captain of the guards yelled, as his subordinates lunged at the three of them.
Malik smiled, as he whipped out a sabre and faced the surrounding guards. Beside him, Kira had already revealed two short knifes that she held in her hands. Bakura wielded the heavy scimitar with amazing ease, drawing blood as the guards lunged at him. Crimson splashed the white tiles of the palace floor.
Isis' Millennium Tauk was the first to react; the Item glowed a bluish black, thrumming as it warned of an uncertain future. "The holy Tauk warns of a future that is uncertain, and can only be seen when decisions are truly made…"
The Millennium Ring glowered a menacing black as its five gold pointers came alive, pointing to the door that led to the Royal Hall. The High Priest Mahaado was alarmed, as with the rest of the Priests. "My Millennium Ring, it warns of a duo with evils that surpass those of ordinary criminals, and one with pureness such as any."
Bel um Fal merely sat on his throne, his eyebrows narrowed. The talk with Marik had confused him; it stirred his feelings towards Mana, and towards his allies who were currently fighting as hard as they could to stop the evil spirit from controlling the future. His mind was an alarming blank. He did not know what to do, how to think…
A guard burst into the Royal Hall, breath heaving, as he cried out, "The one who calls himself the King of Tomb Robbers is headed here, Your Highness! Along with the one who assassinated the late God and an unknown maiden!"
Seconds later, maniacal laughter filled their ears, as a tomb robber with silver hair burst into the picture, the blade of his scimitar crimson and dripping with blood. In his other hand was a rope which was connected to a mummified corpse.
The Pharaoh's heart skipped a beat. His father…
Two others flanked him, the blades of their weapons also bloody and stained.
"We finally meet, my Pharaoh," Bakura said coolly, his eyes hardened into a deep violet tinged with black, spitting out the last word like it was the venom of a dangerous king cobra. Inside however, his heart was beating erratically, he was worried about the future…
Yami remained silent, as Diabound rose out of Bakura, a magnificent yet menacing sight.
Two wings arched out and unfolded, the torso of a regal human guardian, with a headdress of a Pharaoh resting on its taut shoulders. Muscular arms flexed, as long fingers extended. Its waist narrowed down to the slender body of a snake, with scaly smooth skin that bounced off light from it. It lashed out in front, the snake having a mind of its own, its mouth exposing a hollow dark hole with fangs protruding from the front. It let out a roar, a roar filled with danger and warning.
Similarly, a fire griffin and a silver fox rose out of their respective masters, howling and screeching roars of warning.
The griffin was made almost entirely out of fire, with lavender eyes that cast its stern gaze round the whole of the Royal Hall, its fiery wings stretched out to its full length, its regal eagle head held high, the lion body writhing with paws that landed in long claws. A cobra was its tail, lashing out behind it at any who dared to attack it from behind.
The silver fox reared, a howl erupting from its lips, as crimson fire flared from its heels, promising of agility and deftness. Its muzzle was tinged with white, as was the tip of its tail and the paws that ended in sharp claws. Its intelligent crimson eyes surveyed the scene – of guards yelling in fright, of High Priests struggling to bring the three beasts down with their own spirit creatures, and the Pharaoh who sat calmly in his throne.
"The tablet is half complete," Ryou breathed in awe, watching as the tablet slowly completed itself, bit by bit as ancient hieroglyphics etched themselves out like the work of an invisible carver, like a computer software loading itself. It was painfully slow, the silver-haired Hikari could feel his heart beating erratically, but knew that it was not of his own feelings.
It was Bakura's, his emotions thrumming through the distant soul link. Even though they were in separated bodies now, whenever one was feeling any kind of strong emotion, it would affect the other. This feeling now was of anxiety and uncertainty, of mixed feelings.
A wave of fire brought down the last spirit creature of the High Priests, as the tablet housing the last creature cracked halfway down the solid stone, and shattered with a loud thunderous noise. Emotions racing, Yami gathered the courage to stand up from his throne.
I don't know what to do anymore…
Yugi Motou jerked awake, his head shooting up from where he had rested on his homework. His heart was pounding, unsure, confusion swamped his thoughts… And… this was not of his feelings… but of someone else, someone close to him…
Yami!
Then, surprisingly, his heart settled, though still pounding lightly. It was almost as if Yami had reached a decision for himself, a feeling of dread crept slyly into Yugi, making him shiver in the sudden cold. Now this was of the Millennium Puzzle that hung round his neck, warning him, warning Yami, but the former Pharaoh was too far away to hear…
Yami!! Yami! Yugi cried out mentally, stronger this time, hoping his train of thoughts could reach the darker in another dimension. Yami! He cried out once again, but this time, felt Yami pushing back, pushing his own cries out back into Yugi so hard that it lashed back onto him and threw him unconscious.
Yami!!
A shout rang in Yami's ears, one that he recognized immediately of his aibou, reaching out to him through the time dimension. But his mind was already set. Without really meaning it he pushed Yugi away, setting up a strong force-field of mental blockage.
I'm sorry, aibou.
Then he sent the thoughts lashing back onto Yugi. A slump in the persistent thoughts, and Yami knew he had accidentally knocked his own aibou out. A thing even Bakura did not do to his own Hikari, and then Yami felt wretched. But Mana… And his father…
His own golden Item around his throat grew an intense bluish white, blinding those close to him, as he summoned the First God.
Obelisk! The Tormentor!!
A presence reawakened; a powerful presence that could only belong to…
A God.
Obelisk revealed itself, clad in dark blue skin. It was larger than all three of the spirit creatures of Bakura, Kira and Malik, and it towered over them with a twisted grin. Arms more muscular than that of Diabound, wings larger and more magnificent that that of Sef, and yet its large build did not make it any less agile than that of Pyralis.
Kira's breath hitched.
Pyralis straightened herself, her silver head held high and proud. The fox lunged at the Tormentor, howling fiercely. But Obelisk raised its hand and with a mighty force at its disposal, backhanded the silver creature with almighty force that caused it to slam into the wall opposite it. The fox slid down the wall, her strength somehow exhausted in a matter of minutes.
Kira collapsed on her knees, breathing harshly as a trail of blood made its way down the corner of her mouth.
Both Malik and Bakura growled deep in their throats, as the blond rushed over to Kira and helped her up from the ground. Malik felt a deep fury building up inside him, Yami was not supposed to injure Kira this badly!! Damn that Pharaoh… Sef!!
With a swift gesture of his tanned hand, the assassin directed Sef to attack the towering God. But it was of no use, he realized even before Sef lunged at the blue-skinned God. Obelisk was far more powerful than all three of their spirit creatures combined.
The griffin's attack on the Tormentor rebounded on itself with twice as much more velocity and strength than ever before. The cobra tail hissed; exposing its fangs as its hood billowed out. It spat poison, but it was no use as the Tormentor grabbed its throat and threw it back against the wall next to Pyralis.
Malik coughed up blood himself, collapsing to the floor himself. Sweat dripped down his skin, staining the ends of his sun-bleached blond hair a deep golden. His skin was deathly pale, as he fought to keep down the coppery substance that was threatening to vomit itself up from his mouth.
Diabound!! Bakura yelled to his own creature, as he realized with a thrill of horror that both of his companions were sliding into unconsciousness. Pharaoh, what have you kept to our bargain? Betrayal?
The creature flew up to the high ceilings of the Royal Hall, the tail of a snake hissing in anger. Then it folded its wings, diving down towards Obelisk, screeching.
Another horrible smirk twisted the lips of the God.
Ryou Bakura suddenly fell to the floor, as nerve-wracking pain shot through the whole of his body. He was feeling hurt, anger… betrayal? Betrayal as in one of the utmost order, painful and angry.
Yami?? Yami!! He yelled, addressing his darker half although he knew it was useless, the tomb robber couldn't hear him, amongst all of the broken emotions and pain. Yami Yugi must have done something…
Betrayal!! The word rang repeatedly in his mind. Yugi!
Ignoring the Tablet, the silver-haired teenager ran to his phone and dialed Yugi's number. Sugoruku Motou was out on one of the Duel Monsters conventions, leaving only Yugi unattended at home. The ring of the telephone punctuated at regular intervals, but there was no answer.
Bakura was flung back as the wounded cry of his spirit creature rang out, echoing around the hall. Diabound fell to the floor with a sickening thud, of power lost, of betrayal. The silver-haired one cast a gaze at Kira and Malik; they were unconscious already, breathing slow and hurt.
He himself was seriously injured. Crimson stained his lips as he flung both hands on the floor to steady himself, he could feel darkness trying to envelop him. Blackness blurred the edges of his vision.
"Yami! A betrayer, that's what you are!!" he managed to cry out.
The young king felt something pull at his heart, but dismissed it immediately. Surprisingly, he was feeling no remorse over his act of betrayal…
"I know not of this Yami that you talk of, Tomb Robber," the Pharaoh said, his tone soft and cold, like the icy wind that blew past the desert at night.
"You—" Bakura let the comforting darkness finally wash over him in torrents, as he fell unconscious.
Yami turned to his guards, who were staring in awe as the Tormentor disappeared into thin air.
"Guards. Take them to the dungeons."
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To be continued:
Shadows of the Blue Moon
Chapter Seven: Cold Dungeons
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Bakura, Kira and Malik are brought into the dungeons, terribly weak and unable to summon their spirit creatures. Who will they meet in the dungeons that boast of the darkness and the cold?? A friend? A foe? Or both?? What was Yami thinking off by allowing himself to be misled by Marik??
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Darkness-Fire:
I think that I made Yami too much of a jerk in this chapter… hmm… Poor Bakura. And Kira, and Malik, and Yugi, and Ryou…
Shadow:
We get the point, D-F.
Darkness-Fire:
Yeah, yeah. Anyway, look out for a certain blonde protégée of the Dark Magician, Mahaado in the next chappie!! In the meanwhile, read and review!! Plushies are the reward!! Review!!