Rath- Hello! Well, here's the update for My Life sigh!
Set- Hm. I'm thirsty.
Rath- Get something to drink.
Set- Me no wanna.
Rath- Lazy today, aren't we?
Set- Somewhat, yes.
Rath- Well, enjoy everyone. bows
Set- Indeed.
What is the point of the disclaimer? Everyone knows we don't own Yu-gi-oh-Baku-Ra…
"What? What do you want? Leave me be, fiend!" Brown eyes flashed red in panic as they swiveled in their sockets, looking for the source of the voice. They were blood shot and their pupils seemed unnaturally small. The irises hung against the tainted white and twitched with anxiety.
Baku-Ra… The moment is to come…Have you your salvation? A smooth call asked,sounding of neither female nor male. It echoed against unseen walls and barriers. It seemed to flutter around, effortlessly and yet it had a rare air of cunning hidden with in its depths.
"What is this 'salvation' you speak of? I have no salvation! Now leave! I command you! I no longer wish to consort with a creature like you! Let my life take its course! Leave!" Bakura shouted into the darkness, hands clenched at his sides and voice attempting to protect his bravery. It was all he had to protect him now, nothing else could help his case. He darted into the shadows, trying to leave behind the demonic whispers that beckoned him.
Yes, Baku-Ra, there is a sanctuary for you… You have already in your reach what you need to survive, listen to our call. You cannot escape. You know you cannot…Don't try; don't try…The beguiling voice swept across him, sending an involuntary shiver to crawl down his spine.
Bakura continued to run with a full force determination to get away from this place his reason to go on.
" Shut up, dammit! Just shut up! I need nothing!" He snapped, temper rising and showing on his face and words. Suddenly, running became a lot harder with fatigue and the ground began to wobble and tilt. It melted to a dense sticky liquid that bubbled and reached up to Bakura.
"NO! Stop it! Stop, stop!!" He screeched into the black abyss, clawing at the air like a wounded, wild animal in a cold steel cage that wished to be free once again. It climbed up his body like a rapid vine, which twisted around him, only tightening its hold. He choked and let his head fall back as a vine began to coil around his hair, then his head, then his neck. The pale skin began to steam from the intense heat of the black binds and a muffled scream came from with in.
This is our world, Baku-Ra. You belong here… Consider our offer… The black snaked its way around him, leaving only one hand free to remain swiping at the air. His body sunk down wards, screams of rage and pain still coming from within. The free hand came down suddenly and ripped at the black acid that covered his mouth.
" Burn in the inferno kindled from the hatred of the worlds of Earth! Suffer from the wrath and snide of disappearance from your afterlife! Forever be torture and let your blood decorate that of the weapons of Ra's guardians! I may only be one of the damn-ed from this realm, but I will not fall as the rest did, for I will be the last!" His harsh voice rang out as a bell in the night. It laughed at the dark, laughed until it could no more when the acid swallowed it back up.
He sank until his hand remained above the black. Only his hand remained above the ink but it had now gone limp with unconsciousness. A shadowy hand appeared, black and slender fingers held a gold ring, simple in looks and elegance. It slipped the ring onto his index finger then dissolving into wisps of shadow.
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Baku-Ra, we know you better than that of yourself. You will reconsider and when that comes, we will be there…
" Bakura? Finally, hey guys, he's coming' around!" Arata called out to everyone. Ryo-Ba sighed with relief along with everyone else. She jumped to Bakura's bedside and tapped his head lightly.
" Are you okay? You seem ill. Perhaps you should sleep." She said, politely and meaning-well. Bakura sat up and looked around, obviously Ryou was still out cold in his soul-room. He needed the rest; it was deserved. Bakura came to the conclusion. Anyway, he could act for a few more hours. He bit back a sour comment that was about to be thrown at Ryo-Ba and her obvious remark. Ryou would never pull such an antic.
Bakura remained in his silence, eyes scanning over the group of people that were around him, despite his lids threatening to close over. He sighed and counted in his mind. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… But no "lucky" number eight. Feh, Cedric isn't here of course… Bakura thought, extremely irritated now. What ever this stupid boy had in mind, he was going o fail miserably.
Rath- Yeah, yeah. Short. We know. But we decided we may as well fit in a short chap.
Set- Exactly.
Rath- Well, as I had said in the other fics. Updates won't come until early June or mid or later July, alright? We'll be away and busy. Well, hope you enjoyed. Ja ne.
Set- Later.