Into Darkness
Ame no Mizu
I am officially out of hiatus!!!!!!!!
Author's Note: I want to thank everyone for being so supportive during my hiatus. I was feeling kinda shitty, and I was very ill due to stress, and I needed that little vacation to focus on my studies. I thought I'd come out of hiding with a bang, and post my favorite chapter of Into Darkness. School is over, and I will have more time to write.
Thank you again.
Chapter ten:
Hell's End
Entry one in the journal of Yami Bakura:
(two hours after Ryou's disappearance)
Um… this is a first for me. Ryou got me this silly book for Christmas, and told me to write in it when I had no one to talk to. Well… he's not here. Therefore, I have no one. Okay, there's the other yamis and hikaris, but… they don't understand this. Ryou's been ripped from me for the second time in three days. I feel horrible. I want him back in my arms again. I want to tell him I love him just once more. I want to bury my face in his hair and smell the sweet scent of his shampoo. But most of all, I want to kiss him just one more time. Tell him I'm sorry for all the things I put him through… I never really did that, you know. I was never one for apologies. We just sorta… got together one day. I'm not sure how it happened. One minute, I was beating the shit out of him, the next, we were making out in his father's study. I'm not exaggerating, either. It's just—that one moment was enough to make me love him for the rest of my life. I just need him back.
I will save Ryou. I no longer care what the consequences are. I will give anything to get my hikari back and promise him he'll never be harmed again.
I'm coming for you, Ryou.
Bakura closed the tear-stained leather bound book and pushed it back under his hikari's bed. Malik was still trying to pick the lock on the door. He'd never do it, not when Bakura had kept his picklock set with him. He didn't want the others with him right now. He needed to be alone.
"Bakura!" called the blonde haired yami, "Bakura, please let me in. We need to talk."
"I can hear you just fine."
"Bakura, you're acting like a toddler! Locking yourself in there won't help Ryou, trust me. You need to come out and help us figure out a way to find him, okay? Please, Bakura. Open the door." His mind set, the albino strode over to the door and opened it. Malik nearly fell. "Finally! I've been waiting forever—Bakura, what are you doing?"
Bakura had brushed past Malik, pulling on a jacket. Without giving them a chance to object, he left, and slammed the door behind them.
Inside, Malik stood in front of Ryou's open door, shocked.
"Shit," he hissed, and ran down the stairs to the kitchen, "C'mon, we've got to go. Bakura's gone to find Ryou. He's going to get himself… uh, destroyed." Without a word of protest, they all ran to get their coats.
The night air was cool, not like the scorching heat of the afternoon. Bakura was nowhere in sight.
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Ryou opened his eyes slowly, his head pounding slightly. He moaned and sat up, not sure where he was. It was a lavish room, complete with a four-post bed. He pushed aside the blood red curtains and looked around better. It was a pretty nice room, one that reminded him somewhat of his room at home (except fancier).
The last thing he could remember was being in his own room. Yugi had gone downstairs to check to see what happened to Marik… and then everything went dark. Where was he?
Or, better yet, where was Bakura?
Now he was scared. Bakura wasn't with him. Someone had taken his yami away from him again.
He shut the curtain and curled up against the headrest. He had no Bakura, no protection. He was vulnerable.
He heard a door open and close, then a honey- sweet voice.
"Oh, Ryou… are you awake, my adorable little captive?" the voice was that of the woman he'd put to sleep. Dread filled his stomach as he tried to curl into a smaller ball.
The curtains were thrown aside, revealing strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes. The woman stood there, looking over him. There was a bag on her shoulder, and he found himself wondering what it contained.
"Why, hello, Ryou. Good to see you're awake," she purred, "I liked that little thing you did back in the warehouse. Really took me by surprise, you did. I knew one of the hikaris was a wizard, but I never believed it would be you… I thought it was going to be the little blonde. I did my homework. Did you know your mother is a witch? Oh yes, a very powerful one," she added at Ryou's shocked look, "That must be how she's kept you safe through these years. Really gave me the slip, she did. Oh well. It doesn't matter anyway. I have you now, and no spell she can perform will save you. You will be mine at last, little Ryou, and I have great plans for you…"
She took out of the bag a book, and slowly put her hand on his head…
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Marik's arms tightened around his yami's waist as they continued to look for Bakura. It was dark, and many of the street lamps had burnt out. The soft glow of the remaining ones gave the streets an eerie look.
"It's okay, love, I'm here," Malik whispered, "I won't let anything happen to you, hikari." Marik smiled up at him, and they kissed briefly. With his koibito at his side, Marik felt a little safer.
"Thank you, Malik," he whispered, and the yami squeezed him comfortingly.
They continued to walk, not really knowing where to go. It was getting colder as it reached midnight. They had to find Bakura, and fast.
"I don't think we're going to find him, Malik," said Yami, "At least, not tonight. You know how Bakura is…"
"And you obviously don't," Malik hissed back, "I'm not giving up until I find him! I know he's out here!"
"And meanwhile, you're going to leave our hikaris out in the open?" Yami asked, his voice rising, "We can't stay out here all night. Marik and Yugi need their sleep! We can't force them to stay out here looking for Bakura! I'm sure he's fine. Let's go back to the house, and we can think up a plan in the morning."
"No," Malik growled, "I don't care what you do, but I'm staying out here until I find Bakura!"
"Fine," snapped Yami, "Then I'm taking Yugi home. But when you get your hikari in more danger than you can get him out of, don't come to me for help." The ex-Pharaoh looked to Marik briefly, as if inviting him to come along. Marik shook his head. He had to stay with his yami. Yami turned, Yugi right beside him, and left.
"This is bad, Malik," whispered Marik, "Now that we're all divided, won't we make easier targets?"
"Not necessarily," his yami replied, "I can concentrate better without that idiot talking all the time. I was waiting for him to leave."
Marik nodded, but still had his doubts. Something inside him told him this was going to be one hell of a night.
Oh, how right he was.
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"So, my little pet… how do you feel?" Yanatarei purred in the ear of her newest servant, and stroked his beautiful snowy hair aside.
"I am fine, my mistress," the boy replied monotonously, "I am ready."
"Good. You'll need to be ready," she hissed, "You will be free tonight, my darling Ryou, don't you worry. You will bring them all to me, and I will finally have the power I need to complete my ritual."
She turned from her servant, and began to rummage in her bag. After a few moments, she emerged, bring with her a ruby studded dagger.
"Now, my servants must be strong, my Ryou," she told the boy, "Do you understand that, love?"
"I do, Mistress."
"Do you believe yourself to be strong, pet?"
"I do."
She took up his arm, trailing the sharp edge of the dagger across the sensitive side of it. A long line of crimson appeared along the angry line, and Yanatarei looked up into Ryou's eyes. The boy didn't react at all. She smiled.
"Good boy," she purred in his ear lovingly, "My pet, you will be a beautiful asset." She lifted the dagger to his face and cut deep into the child's cheek, "Now, you are mine." She bent over and, with a sinister smile, licked the bitter substance escaping his wound, "It is time, love. You will go to the two Ishtars. You will do all you can to bring them to me. Do you understand?"
"I do."
"Very well. Complete your task, and I may give you a reward," she whispered, and licked the last of the blood off his cheek, "Go now. I will see you only when you have the Ishtars."
The boy turned, as per his orders, and began to carry out his mission…
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He stalked the darkened streets of Domino City, hunting down his prey. He had to find them and bring them back. He had to please his Mistress. The only thoughts in his mind were of the two tanned boys who had become his game.
They were nearby; he could tell by the sound of the two arguing voices he recognized as the spirit Ishtar and the spirit Mutou. As he crept between two houses, they came into view: The Mutous had just left, leaving the two Egyptians alone and vulnerable.
All he had to do was get his hands on the hikari. The yami would be able to do nothing if he saw his hikari in danger.
But the servant had to get on their other side. As they were now, he would be able to attack the yami, which would get him nowhere. He had to get over to the hikari…
He let them go further away from him until he was confident he wouldn't be seen. He stepped out from the safety of the grass between the houses and onto the street. He followed them silently, catching up with them as fast as he could. He only had one shot at this…
He swerved off to the hikari's side, grateful he wasn't seen. Breathing again, he reached to his belt, where he'd put a small knife. He stalked silently up to the boy and reached out to grab his arm.
The yami saw him a moment too late. The hikari cried out as a knife was pressed against his throat, and the yami froze.
"Ryou?" he stammered, shocked, "What are you doing?"
The servant smirked.
"Stay where you are if you want your hikari to stay alive another hour," he hissed, and the yami gasped.
"Why are you doing this, Ryou? We're your friends!"
"I have no friends," he replied. He pulled back on the hikari's arm and the boy whimpered.
"Ryou, let him go! You're hurting him!"
"You think I care?" the servant sneered, "You'll both come with me, or the blondie dies, understand?"
A sad look crossed the yami's face.
"I understand, Ryou. Just don't hurt Marik, please." The servant smirked.
His mistress would be pleased.
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Next time: Ryou arrives at the Mutous'… will they be able to break him out of the spell he's been put under?
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Hmmm…
That's it for this chappie…
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