Yami and Yugi Apart 4
Chapter 4: The Mysterious Spirit
Yugi's frail body shuttered. His every muscle tightened in a feeble attempt to produce heat. Water soaked every pour of his jacket and Yugi's breath was beginning to condense in the shadows. He opened his eyes. The tears he had shed before he passed out sealed his lashes and made every blink a burst of pain. Any attempt to move resulted in a heart wrenching torture. Ache shot up every nerve, muscle, and joint. In these conditions, Yugi would freeze to death in a few hours. "That might seem like a long time," Yugi thought "but if I don't get moving now, it will be too late."
Yugi yelled out in pain with his soft voice. He had the will to move but his body was paralyzed by formations of ice. The only thing he could move were his arms, and that was limited. He tried a new position. He forced his hands under his chest and tried to summon a pushup. No use. Then he tried to grab hold of a nearby rock so that he could pull himself up. No use. Half of Yugi's body was dead. The half of him that had survived the fall and the frigid cold were not strong enough to bring the rest of him back. Yugi's blond bangs cracked with every turn of his head and his fingers felt ablaze because of the blood rushing back.
Yugi hadn't moved more than an inch from the spot in which he had gained consciousness. The water scratched at the walls and the echo of flowing water was everywhere. Yugi mustered the strength to turn over, but with that, he was exhausted. The breath flowing in and out of his lungs rang over the echoes. His panting was sudden and hollow. His lungs were suffering the effects of breathing in crystallized water. That must have been the stuff Yami was choking on. A small trail of blood left his mouth as his turned his head...to give up. Yugi, the duel monster's champion, was no match for the onslaught of physical pain. Here he lay, in a puddle of mud, waiting for the end to come. Yugi wasn't normally the type to give up so easily. But in this cave there was no one. No Joey, no Tristan, no Tea here to cheer him on. "Tea," Yugi coughed. "I could sure use your smile right about now...and Joey, your...jokes. I miss you guys." Yugi cried.
"Please don't cry," said a voice.
"Y...Yami? Yugi wondered.
In the distance there was a figure. The voice was deep and confident...like Yami's. "Yami might be able to save me" Yugi thought. But little Yugi's eyes wouldn't cooperate. Yugi tried harder to make him out.
No. This guy was way too tall to be Yami.
"You are right."
The shadow turned away from Yugi to his table. He sat down and began to write.
Yugi could sense the abnormality of this creature. It resounded deep within him over and over again, like the pulse or electricity. His eyes glowed intently and in the midst of all this water, he was dry.
Even though Yugi couldn't see that well, he noticed that the figure had on a long purple robe, with purple armor and a long staff.
The figure sat, and wrote.
"Would you...please help me up?" Yugi asked. His tiny voice echoed into the gloom.
The figure arose, pushing his chair back with his knee and approached him. He did not use his long staff to aid him walk. Instead, he held it so that it wouldn't hit the ground. His light blue eyes pierced through the darkness. They seemed...so familiar.
"Take my hand and I will pull you up. Be forewarned, the pain will be great."
As the figure pulled Yugi up, Yugi clenched his teeth and focused of sharpening the image before him. His legs twitched and his knees wouldn't lock. But he ignored all this when his eyes revealed to him a creature he had seen many time before.
"A duel monster?"
In his dreams and in his mind always...there the familiar figure looked onward, right past Yugi as if he didn't exist.
"You're the...!?" Yugi shouted.
The image turned to face Yugi once again.
"I am not your Dark Magician," he slowly declared. "However, I have searched your mind and this image seems to be the least threatening. It was a very simple process."
"If you're not my Dark Magician then who are you." Yugi demanded. "And why did you bring me here?"
"I am a demon."
At this Yugi's eyes widened. "I am the demon of sorrow. A spirit, if you will. Born from the sorrow of those who have died alone, I have existed for over 10,000 years. And you, little Yugi, have wandered into my quarters."
"You mean...you didn't bring me here?"
"Yes and no." The image spoke slowly and had a voice that could out match Yami's any day. "I'm regretful Yugi that you have had to suffer so. But when you entered my cave you became subject to all the pain and suffering of the souls I have absorbed. That is why you are in such bad condition. They wish to inflict the same pain upon others...for they have no one to share their pain"
Yugi tried to be strong, but his strength was fleeting. He began to fall. His body hit the surface with a thud and he once again pondered his fate. Meeting a demon of death was not a good sign at all.
"Will I die here, alone?" Yugi wondered.
"You might. But I think not."
"Why," Yugi grunted as he lay on the ground.
"I have no time to answer more of your questions. There is a strong imbalance within you. Where one spirit should be...I sense two," Ryutoki spoke.
"Yami!" Yugi thought. He had forgotten all about him. Was he alright? Was he still unconscious?"
"I must separate you two," the demon bellowed.
"What!?" Yugi demanded.
"Every spirit has a duty. It is my duty as a spirit to keep a balance. I knew that the spirit that dwells within you would sense me. I knew it would bring you to me. But now that you are here I will rid you of him. "
"No wait...you mean Yami? He's not an imbalance at all," Yugi pleaded. But it was of no use. The demon was approaching. Yugi backed away from his beloved Dark Magician as best he could. But the effects of the cave were still haunting him. He collapsed onto his muddy back and screamed for help.
He positioned himself into a form which resembled a dark magic attack and unleashed a torrent of energy.
In the dark cave, there was a blinding light.
The feeling of Yami being ripped from his soul was unimaginable.
Yugi screamed, being engulfed in the light.
Yami didn't say a word.
Chapter 4: The Mysterious Spirit
Yugi's frail body shuttered. His every muscle tightened in a feeble attempt to produce heat. Water soaked every pour of his jacket and Yugi's breath was beginning to condense in the shadows. He opened his eyes. The tears he had shed before he passed out sealed his lashes and made every blink a burst of pain. Any attempt to move resulted in a heart wrenching torture. Ache shot up every nerve, muscle, and joint. In these conditions, Yugi would freeze to death in a few hours. "That might seem like a long time," Yugi thought "but if I don't get moving now, it will be too late."
Yugi yelled out in pain with his soft voice. He had the will to move but his body was paralyzed by formations of ice. The only thing he could move were his arms, and that was limited. He tried a new position. He forced his hands under his chest and tried to summon a pushup. No use. Then he tried to grab hold of a nearby rock so that he could pull himself up. No use. Half of Yugi's body was dead. The half of him that had survived the fall and the frigid cold were not strong enough to bring the rest of him back. Yugi's blond bangs cracked with every turn of his head and his fingers felt ablaze because of the blood rushing back.
Yugi hadn't moved more than an inch from the spot in which he had gained consciousness. The water scratched at the walls and the echo of flowing water was everywhere. Yugi mustered the strength to turn over, but with that, he was exhausted. The breath flowing in and out of his lungs rang over the echoes. His panting was sudden and hollow. His lungs were suffering the effects of breathing in crystallized water. That must have been the stuff Yami was choking on. A small trail of blood left his mouth as his turned his head...to give up. Yugi, the duel monster's champion, was no match for the onslaught of physical pain. Here he lay, in a puddle of mud, waiting for the end to come. Yugi wasn't normally the type to give up so easily. But in this cave there was no one. No Joey, no Tristan, no Tea here to cheer him on. "Tea," Yugi coughed. "I could sure use your smile right about now...and Joey, your...jokes. I miss you guys." Yugi cried.
"Please don't cry," said a voice.
"Y...Yami? Yugi wondered.
In the distance there was a figure. The voice was deep and confident...like Yami's. "Yami might be able to save me" Yugi thought. But little Yugi's eyes wouldn't cooperate. Yugi tried harder to make him out.
No. This guy was way too tall to be Yami.
"You are right."
The shadow turned away from Yugi to his table. He sat down and began to write.
Yugi could sense the abnormality of this creature. It resounded deep within him over and over again, like the pulse or electricity. His eyes glowed intently and in the midst of all this water, he was dry.
Even though Yugi couldn't see that well, he noticed that the figure had on a long purple robe, with purple armor and a long staff.
The figure sat, and wrote.
"Would you...please help me up?" Yugi asked. His tiny voice echoed into the gloom.
The figure arose, pushing his chair back with his knee and approached him. He did not use his long staff to aid him walk. Instead, he held it so that it wouldn't hit the ground. His light blue eyes pierced through the darkness. They seemed...so familiar.
"Take my hand and I will pull you up. Be forewarned, the pain will be great."
As the figure pulled Yugi up, Yugi clenched his teeth and focused of sharpening the image before him. His legs twitched and his knees wouldn't lock. But he ignored all this when his eyes revealed to him a creature he had seen many time before.
"A duel monster?"
In his dreams and in his mind always...there the familiar figure looked onward, right past Yugi as if he didn't exist.
"You're the...!?" Yugi shouted.
The image turned to face Yugi once again.
"I am not your Dark Magician," he slowly declared. "However, I have searched your mind and this image seems to be the least threatening. It was a very simple process."
"If you're not my Dark Magician then who are you." Yugi demanded. "And why did you bring me here?"
"I am a demon."
At this Yugi's eyes widened. "I am the demon of sorrow. A spirit, if you will. Born from the sorrow of those who have died alone, I have existed for over 10,000 years. And you, little Yugi, have wandered into my quarters."
"You mean...you didn't bring me here?"
"Yes and no." The image spoke slowly and had a voice that could out match Yami's any day. "I'm regretful Yugi that you have had to suffer so. But when you entered my cave you became subject to all the pain and suffering of the souls I have absorbed. That is why you are in such bad condition. They wish to inflict the same pain upon others...for they have no one to share their pain"
Yugi tried to be strong, but his strength was fleeting. He began to fall. His body hit the surface with a thud and he once again pondered his fate. Meeting a demon of death was not a good sign at all.
"Will I die here, alone?" Yugi wondered.
"You might. But I think not."
"Why," Yugi grunted as he lay on the ground.
"I have no time to answer more of your questions. There is a strong imbalance within you. Where one spirit should be...I sense two," Ryutoki spoke.
"Yami!" Yugi thought. He had forgotten all about him. Was he alright? Was he still unconscious?"
"I must separate you two," the demon bellowed.
"What!?" Yugi demanded.
"Every spirit has a duty. It is my duty as a spirit to keep a balance. I knew that the spirit that dwells within you would sense me. I knew it would bring you to me. But now that you are here I will rid you of him. "
"No wait...you mean Yami? He's not an imbalance at all," Yugi pleaded. But it was of no use. The demon was approaching. Yugi backed away from his beloved Dark Magician as best he could. But the effects of the cave were still haunting him. He collapsed onto his muddy back and screamed for help.
He positioned himself into a form which resembled a dark magic attack and unleashed a torrent of energy.
In the dark cave, there was a blinding light.
The feeling of Yami being ripped from his soul was unimaginable.
Yugi screamed, being engulfed in the light.
Yami didn't say a word.