Shadows of the Blue Moon
By Darkness-Fire
Chapter Eleven: Rain
Rivals turn into allies, and then into enemies. Betrayal and murder are around every corner, and the past of 3000 years is in disarray as an evil spirit seeks to destroy all that there is. Thing is, will the rivals learn to trust again after a round of treachery by the Pharaoh?
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Bakura recovered his cold countenance even as he tried to mask his emotions of disbelief. "What do you want, Pharaoh? To mock at me over Malik? Or Kira? Or both?"
"None of what you've listed, Tomb Robber," Yami said, and Bakura noted that his voice was soft, broken by crying. "I know it was wrong –"
"Oh, so now you know that it was wrong. What did it take, Pharaoh, to show you the truth?" Bakura snapped. The seven months they had spent in the Memory World was coming to an end, and he was planning to destroy Marik soon, with or without the young Pharaoh's help.
Bel um Fal stifled a sob. "It took the deaths of dozens of guards and my most loyal priest. And... Mana."
"The Dark Magician Girl is... dead?"
"...Yes. And her death showed me that Marik has indeed, betrayed me."
Bakura snorted. "And now you come to see me. For?"
"To do what we have been assigned to do in this Memory World. Kill Marik."
Seto froze, when he came out of the temple with Kisara supporting him. He looked from the Pharaoh to the Tomb Robber. It seemed so preposterous that the two would be likely to have a civil conversation in the dead of the night, but somehow, he knew it was right.
"Your Highness..."
Yami turned to the blue-eyed pair, understanding in his crimson eyes. "I know I will not return, cousin. And without any heir, my closest relative would be the one to rule Egypt." He smiled then. "As my cousin, Priest Seto, it is thus your birthright to claim the leadership of both Upper and Lower lands. You had always wanted to show others that you were more powerful than me, and here is your chance."
There was an explosion somewhere far off in the west. Marik had known the fight was inevitable.
Bakura and Yami leapt onto their own horses, and grasped at the reins, steering them in the direction of the west.
"My last order to you, your Highness!" Bel um Fal shouted. It sounded... weird to address his cousin like this, when all his life he had been addressed as such. "Evacuate the people to the Palace. This shall be the fight of the millennium." Then his mount leapt away, riding up the dunes and disappearing into the distance.
Bakura and Yami reached the spot of the explosion, and the silver-haired tomb robber realized, with a lurch of his heart, that it was where he had found bloodstains of Kira, and a laughing Marik before he had disappeared. It was at the cliff that overlooked the late Akunamukanon's former tomb, the one that he had emptied of its riches and finished off Mahaado in.
Their spirit creatures flanked them loyally, letting out thunderous roars. And then another creature advanced out of the darkness, tendrils of black swirling round its feet. It matched them roar for roar, like bellowing laughter.
A laughter the two of them knew so well, when they had faced him in Battle City.
Marik stepped out of the darkness like the Sef-creature had done.
"Let's end this, gentlemen," Marik sneered, and with a snap of his fingers, the Sef-creature sent exploding balls of darkness towards them.
Diabound let out an immense roar, as it crushed one of the shadowy attacks that were headed for Bakura. Obelisk did the same for Yami. And then Bakura felt a gentle drop of water land on his cheek. He held his hand up to his face and looked up at the dark forbidding clouds.
The moon was swallowed by midnight black and a downpour started.
The Sef-creature was unyielding in its continuous attacks, giving no space for the two to counter. Yami let out a string of curses as Obelisk staggered back from a ram by the creature. His side seared with pain, and his horse shied away, whinnying in fear.
Marik laughed again and with another flick of his wrist, the Sef-creature split into two exact copies of itself, snarling.
"What the—" Bakura yelled as the clone smashed headlong into Diabound, forcing it back. A flash of pain smashed his chest as all the wind was taken out of him.
"Obelisk! Push it down!" Yami ordered, through the rigorous pounding of the rain, steering his spooked horse forward. The blue God grabbed the first Sef-creature by the neck and wrestled it to the sand, which was wet and sticky now with the rain.
The first Sef-creature flailed vigorously, and its tail came snapping up to meet Obelisk. The cobra of a tail sank its jaws into the arm of Obelisk, earning a roar as the blue-skinned God slammed the cobra aside. Yami clutched at his left arm as he struggled to control his frightened steed with only one hand. Marik reeled back, as the force of the slam staggered him.
The second Sef-creature was up against Diabound, as Bakura ordered the sprit creature to pin the cobra tail down with its own. The Sef-creature spread its razor-sharp wings and slashed Diabound. Two long cuts appeared on either arm of Diabound, but it persevered and continued to hold the indignant Sef-creature down. Blue blood leaked out of the wounds, mingling with the rain that pattered down on them.
Then the two horses decided that they had had enough of the fight and reared, throwing the riders off their backs.
"Ugh. Damn horse," Bakura said quietly, as beside him, an indignant ex-Pharaoh spat sand out of his mouth.
"Shit," groaned Yami, as he straightened himself.
The rain had drenched all of them completely, and even Yami's spiky hair was starting to droop. Bakura sneezed twice, uncontrollably.
"Why, bless you, Tomb Robber," Yami said conversationally, as though they weren't in a serious life-and-death match. Even though they were allies, the rivalry between them was still strong.
"Shut up, you," retorted Bakura, as he watched the two Sef-creatures throw each of their spirit creatures off and merge back into one entity.
"Fighting amongst ourselves, eh? I'm afraid it will not do at all, if you two ever want to defeat me," Marik leered dangerously.
"Shut up," the two of them snapped simultaneously.
The Sef-creature dived at the two of them, screeching with glee, and they threw themselves to the side just in time. This Sef-creature was far larger than Diabound itself, as the aura of darkness surrounding it was downright suffocating, even to Bakura and Yami, who were both used to Shadow Magic.
Overhead the rain pounded down harder on the three of them, the sand drinking in gratefully the large downpour, satisfying its thirst. Marik and the Sef-creature seemed unaffected by the water. They were still dry. Unlike Yami and Bakura and their spirit creatures.
The Sef-creature chose to go after Obelisk first, smashing headlong into it, against a nearby wall of rock. Obelisk roared and writhed, but the Sef-creature slashed it, spilling bright blue blood onto the wet sand. Obelisk slammed the creature back one last time before howling in pain and disappearing. Diabound bowled the creature over aggressively, its own snake tail coming up to bite one of its wings.
Yami retched slightly as he stood his ground, forcing down blood in his throat. His chest hurt; his heart pumped so hard he thought it was going to burst.
"Pharaoh!" Bakura yelled.
"I'm alright..." Yami retorted, swaying on his feet. "Keep your eyes on that thing!" he shouted as the Sef-creature fought off Diabound easily due to its size. "I call upon the second God! Saint Dragon! God of Osiris!"
A roll of thunder, as the clouds parted just slightly. Red scales glistened as Slifer the Sky Dragon descended from the black skies, letting out an impudent roar at the blond challenger.
Slifer was a whirl of black and red; it assaulted the Sef-creature almost immediately, firing balls of electricity towards it as the dragon took over Diabound in restraining the wild creature. The Sef-creature screeched as the lightning scorched it.
The black griffin leapt back from the electricity and leapt directly at Slifer, wings extended like razor knives as it grasped a firm hold on the slippery scales with its claws and dived, pulling Slifer down with it.
A thunderous thud as both creatures hit sand.
A burst of black, and Yami knew Slifer was already slashed. Diabound joined in the attack, beating back the Sef-creature with dark energy.
No good, Bakura thought, even as a searing pain enveloped him; Diabound was hurt. With Diabound's size its attacks won't do any good. That thing would overpower it far too greatly.
"Tomb Robber! Look out!"
"What?"
The Sef-creature had escaped the hold of Diabound and was sending a fireball. Straight. At him.
Bakura instantly braced himself for the blow, closing his eyes. Was it the end, already? He could hear Yami shouting; to get himself out of there. But he couldn't move. Fear, stronger than any other, had immobilized him. Maybe he was waiting for something to happen? A miracle?
The blow however, did not hit him. No searing pain, no nothing, only increased heat. Funny. Wasn't fire supposed to be extinguished in the rain anyway? Bakura opened his violet eyes, just in time to see a silver figure take the blow for him.
"What?" Marik screamed.
Bakura could have laughed out loud. Laughed at Marik's ignorance. Of course, he should have known... Kira wouldn't have just let herself be killed without any repercussions for her enemy.
"Pyralis!" Yami shouted in acknowledgement.
The silver fox howled in understanding, absorbing the fire. And its tail split into nine, burning brighter than ever with the increased influx of the Sef-creature's attack.
Tired... Bakura was so tired. He wished he could have lain down and rest. The damage was taking a toll on him. He saw Pyralis getting smaller and smaller, silver wisps feeding his spirit creature's power, Diabound grew larger, more menacing, as wings spread and widened by several feet; snake tail strengthening into that of a king cobra; its hood flared out. Pyralis finally collapsed, after giving all its power to Diabound, reduced to a black fox cub, with one solitary tail, into his arms.
Slifer was sacrificed; its remaining energy was used as Yami called on the final God. The Sun of God Dragon. Ra, the Sun God.
A blur of golden, pure golden.
Bakura instinctively took advantage of Marik's stunned look as he gestured for Diabound to go in for the kill. Diabound pinned the struggling Sef-creature onto the sand, attacking it mercilessly. Both creatures fought and Diabound shied away at the last moment, when Ra opened its beak and fired a ray of light at the Sef-creature,
The black griffin screamed, as Marik screamed. Wounds flared apart for more blood to course down its body. Its wings withered in the light. Both creature and spirit disappeared. For good.
Faintly Yami thought he could hear the cheers of his people, for the forthcoming of rain. His cousin would be welcomed warmly as the new Pharaoh of Egypt, he knew, with such a good omen as rain in dehydrated lands.
Bakura and Yami stared at each other apprehensively. The sun rose, signaling the end of the seven months they had been granted. The two rivals disappeared, and their two spirit creatures crowed with pride before diminishing into the light.
Yami was the one to appear first, muscles aching and screaming with exhaustion. And yet the tri-coloured-haired spirit felt supremely relieved as his other half bowled him over in a tight hug. He patted his partner on the head. "I'm sorry. For knocking you out."
"It's okay, Yami. I know you didn't mean it..." Yugi squealed with delight. "I'm glad you're all alright."
Bakura appeared out of thin air next, looking distinctly ruffled with his hair all windblown. "Bakura!" A shout of relief, and then somebody hugged him too, as suddenly his vision was obscured with golden and silver hair.
Vaguely through his tiredness Bakura could hear Malik's laughing and Ryou's chuckling ("Bakura, are you blushing?" "The great Bakura is blushing, haha!"), as he and Keaira broke apart quickly, when something gave a yelp of protest at being squashed between the two of them as they hugged.
A black ball of fur was dropped in surprise on the floor. Crimson eyes blinked indignantly as it stood up on all four paws and straightened itself. Claws scraped the parquet clumsily as it stared up at all of them, swishing its solitary tail.
Shocked silence reigned all around momentarily, even as Isis and Rishid smiled. The tablet was finished; there was no trace of any sinister spirit on it anymore. Isis conjured the stone tablet away with Shadow Magic easily as she and Rishid left the house quietly.
As soon as they reached the outside of the house, there was a muffled shout.
"Pyralis!!"
End
Shadows of the Full Moon
By Darkness Fire
Darkness-Fire:
Argh, crappy ending... hits self on head Well, I guess that concludes Shadows of the Blue Moon. I'll be working on a short side-story in the meantime and maybe even plan a sequel if I have the time. Thank you all for reviewing and I guess it wouldn't hurt you all to review one last time, right? XD