Rath- ^_^ So, I'm a lot better now, I just needed to rest up some.
Set- *moan*
Rath- Er, but Set on the other hand…
Set- *hacking lungs out*
Rath- Well, he caught what I caught.
Set- *incoherent mumbling*…mortal…*more incoherent mumbling*…stupid…*more incoherent mumbling*…destroy world…*more incoherent mumbling*
Rath- ^_~ Typical. Here's the next chap. Enjoy.
Set- *more incoherent mumbling*…Death…*more incoherent mumbling...No own yu-gi-oh…*more incoherent mumbling*
Kaiba Seto P.O.V
I took another glance at the small item residing on my hand. It, like the Key hanging around the man's neck had a menacing glint to it.
'Hn, why hell would I want this?' I sneered, looking back up. He was gone. My eyes scanned the store then looked through the window to see the darkness of night bending down on the city and the rain lessen. I sighed and got up, holding the Millennium Pendent a few inches from my face. I slipped it onto my neck, arranging the chains so they lay under my hair and the pendent hidden in my shirt, the cold metal stinging oddly at my skin.
I rode down the streets, their peaceful silence shattered by my motorcycle attempting to break the speed of sound. The pendent was still cold, and for some reason it made me lightheaded and my breathing labored… I shook my head in an attempt to wave it away. My mistake. I didn't notice the girl running into the street. I let out a cross between a gasp and a growl and swerved in a wild spin, my motorcycle slipping out from underneath me. I hit the ground the stinging sensation of pain shooting through my skull, neck and shoulders. I moaned in pain as I coughed. I heard footsteps running over.
'Are you all right?! I'm terribly sorry! Oh, dear! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!' The British tinted voice kept saying. I opened my eyes to slits and there in front of me was a mass of messy white hair with large brown eyes hiding underneath pointy bangs. Bakura Ryou. I remembered that weakling from the finals of my tournament. Lost the first duel to Yuu-gi as I recall… I sat up and gently removed my helmet. He was sitting there, shaking pathetically and still apologizing. I growled at him. Immediately, he shut up.
'I-I am sorry…' He said, solemnly looking at the ground.
'Don't let it happen again.'
'Here, let me help you up.' He said. I got up and stumbled, my head; it felt as though there was a storm brewing inside. I grimaced and held my head. The pendent was warming… Then as soon as it had come, the pain was gone and the pendent went cold again. I took a glance at Bakura who was staring worriedly. He put a hand on my shoulder as 'comfort' I suppose.
'A-Are you ok-' I shrugged him off and walked slowly over to my fallen motorcycle. I started it and threw my leg over as it started to move. I went down the road as if nothing had happened. I looked at my side mirrors; Bakura was still there, as dumbfounded looking as ever. I diverted my attention back to the road, but suddenly the pain had returned, searing and tearing at my head. I screamed as the pain grew to unbearable amounts. The pendent on my chest began to heat again, this time a miniature Sun. It just stopped then. I gained notice of my situation. I was heading back towards Bakura. I stared at my hands; I-I couldn't control them… I tried to make them move, but my efforts were worthless. My hand darted down to my boot where I kept a pocketknife. My hand flipped it out and raised it, ready to strike. I inhaled sharply. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't control my own actions! Some one was controlling me, and I couldn't do anything but stand by idly and watch… Bakura gave a yelp and jumped away as I involuntarily ran my motorcycle to where he stood.
'Kaiba?! What are you doing?!' He sobbed, as I ran circles around him. I tried to yell out, but couldn't, I was only a bystander to my own body now…
'Hahaha! Bakura, I know you're there! I suggest you come out! We've got a score to settle!' I deep voice laughed. I started to panic, That voice was coming from me… My eyes widened as my hand lifted the knife, poised to strike again, and I was forced to charge towards Bakura. I picked up the speed and this time, Bakura's luck ran out. He couldn't dodge. I watched as his eyes pooled with terror. There was a spray of warm blood. I felt the knife tear the thin cloth of his shirt and into the soft flesh beneath it, yet, making a soft clanking noise… He fell into the puddle of red, brown eyes devoid of emotion and life. Then I noticed a golden item spill out into the mess of ripped cloth and blood. It began to glow, then advanced to a blinding light. Bakura's eyes closed then snapped back open, only to reveal madness and confusion. His eyes were sharper, and had a snake like glint. He stood up weakly and clutched at his chest where I had slashed him.
'Who in all the hells are you?' A raspy, loud voice asked, erasing all signs of Bakura's normal soft voice. Once again, the deep voice was emitted from me.
'Hn, your memory is shorter than I had thought, Tomb Robber. We go far back, Bakura, 5 millennia to be exact. Although it would appear to be that I didn't make enough of an impact to scar you. Let me try again!' With that I raced around him cutting and randomly stabbing, blood pouring and splattering everywhere mixing with the equally falling rain, only to be followed by 'my' insane laughter or pained cries.
' I owe you a thanks though,' 'I' said as my motorcycle stopped and I stared at Bakura, kneeling on the ground, short, painful breaths echoing and then joining the chorus of the storm.
'If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here, or like this, now would I? Ah, but wait, you also owe me something…'
'And what would that be?' Hissed Bakura angrily. I kick started the motorcycle again and headed toward him, the sharp blade in my hand flashing.
'YOUR LIFE!'
Rath- Ur, I think that was a cliff-hanger… Dunno…
Set- *cough* That *cough* was *cough* slightly GOREY *cough*
Rath- I know. ^_^
Set- You take too much pleasure in this, I'm the Yami *hack*
Rath- ^_^ Well, Ja ne, people.
Set- *cough*…later…*cough*…stupid…*cough *…stupid…* incoherent mumbling*…illnesses …*more incoherent mumbling*…*cough*