Saiyan Jedi: still out cold
Kageka: Oh boy. Anyway, the party continues!
Dragon Child: Yeah. But now some of our friends are over and getting their butts kicked by Yami in duel monsters. He's playing one heck of a simul.
Kageka: anyways, on with the fic!
No POV
"We're here. Now where's that guy?" Marik asked impatiently.
"I don't know… why don't you try looking!" Yami snapped.
"Jeeze! You'd think I insulted his mother or something." Marik muttered and they started searching the area.
"Who are you?" they heard someone ask after about ten minutes. They turned to the voice to see a lean, yet formidable looking, man standing at the end of the dock.
"You tell us who you are first." Malik demanded.
"I am Necare. And you are who I have been looking for." The man said and walked towards them, the shadows at his feet swirling.
"Then you're who we've been looking for." Bakura said.
"You think I'm the mistress? I'm not even the most, or least, of her servants." He said.
"Our enemy is a woman, is that what you said?!" Marik asked.
"That can't be right. Women aren't evil… are they?" Yami asked.
"Obviously you don't know many married men." Malik muttered.
"No. The mistress is still a girl. But enough talk. I came with one goal in mind." Necare said and ran towards them, pulling two swords, swords so large they were bordering on being claymores, from scabbards on his back.
"I can handle this guy." Bakura said, drawing two daggers so fast that none of the others could tell where he'd gotten them. Bakura ran towards Necare and sparks flew as their choice blades crossed. Necare grinned in anticipation and so did Bakura. Both had underestimated each other and were pleased that they would be getting a fight against a good opponent. They stepped away from each other and started circling, looking for weakness. After a few minutes, Bakura lunged, staying low. Necare swiped at him, but Bakura ducked lower, the blade whistling over his head. He lunged at Necare's stomach and Necare jumped back. As he landed, his shirt ripped open where Bakura had cut.
"Great job Bakura!" Malik said.
"Don't be too eager." Marik scolded as the two combatants started circling each other again.
"Why?" Malik asked. Marik snorted, meaning that he thought Malik was being stupid for not understanding.
"Because," Yami explained quietly, not wanting Necare to overhear in case he hadn't figured it out yet, "Bakura is indeed faster than Necare, but Necare has much more brute strength. If he can corner Bakura, he's done for."
"Oh." As Malik spoke, Necare lunged at Bakura with one sword, seemingly as hard as he could. Bakura tried to block with one dagger, but there was no way that would work and he had to cross them to get enough leverage to block the sword. Necare took his other sword and drove it towards Bakura's heart. He dropped to the ground, rolled, and stood in one swift movement, now at Necare's back. He tried to drive a dagger between Necare's shoulders, but Necare ducked and turned, standing up and slashing diagonally at Bakura with both swords. Bakura dodged but his right arm got cut open to the bone. He involuntarily dropped the dagger in his right hand and that arm hung limp and useless at his side. On the sidelines, Yami swore under his breath, knowing that Bakura could not win as disabled as that made him.
Necare apparently knew that as well, and he smiled in overconfidence. He lunged at Bakura, who baked up to avoid it. They repeated that three times, until Bakura hit a wall. Necare grinned and lunged with both swords, one aimed just below Bakura's crotch and the other at Bakura's heart. If Bakura moved, he would get stabbed. Bakura lunged at Necare, getting impaled through the heart and stabbing Necare in the shoulder in one move. Bakura stumbled forward, holding onto life by a thin string. Enraged that he had been injured, Necare took his second sword and decapitated the tomb robber.
At the hospital, Ryou screamed and fell forward – fainting onto the cold floor.
Blood gushed everywhere, mostly onto Necare, but a lot got onto Marik, Malik, and Yami. Malik turned around and vomited into the ocean and the two yamis trembled in rage. Somehow Bakura, Yami, Marik, and Seto had created a thin bond of friendship. Most likely it was because of the danger that they and the ones they protected were in, but despite the fact that it was totally circumstantial it was still there.
"Pharaoh, you're good at shadow games, right?" Marik asked.
"Yes." Yami turned to Necare, who had calmly, completely ignoring the fact that he was drenched in blood, pulled out a cellular telephone. Curiosity controlling Yami, he waited to see what would happen.
"Mistress, the tomb robber is dead. What are your orders?" he asked over the phone. Yami arched an eyebrow. Apparently Necare was either incapable of doing anything but following orders or he was a complete brownnoser. He took the phone from his ear, pointed part of it at Bakura's body, and pressed a button. It was a camera phone.
"That's sick." Marik said.
"She's going to show it to Yugi." Yami muttered. Normally he would have been confused at Necare's actions, but he knew what a camera phone did because Tea had gotten one to replace the cell phone smashed by the Rare Hunter in Battle City.
Necare listened to the phone some more and turned it off. As soon as it was back in his pocket, Yami pointed at Necare. "On behalf of Ryou, I challenge you to a shadow game."
Kageka: That was fun. Since SJ is out cold, I got to write the chapter.
Dragon Child: And since SJ is still out cold, Kageka gets to do review responses as well.
Kageka: Guys…
Yami, Bakura, and Marik: YAY REVIEWS!
Kageka: better make that singular, boys. Response –
Yami Kohaku - Ha! You read it before her! Thanks for the compliment. You were the only reviewer so you get plushies for all of your favorite everything, anime, manga, movies, TV shows, books, video games... everything. You also get to borrow me (Kagkea), Dragon Child, or Saiayn Jedi as a muse for one whole story! Not just a chapter, a story! Haku can borrow one of us, too, since she was a part of the review, but she doesn't get plushies. Sticks tongue out
Dragon Child: Don't be mean, yami.
Kageka: Anyways, that's the end of the response. As SJ would say, carpe diem!