Hey, I've finally continued this
If you didn't know, I am Rein, and I am continuing Marina's work,
Why?
Because she commited suicide, and her last request of me was to finish her work.
I hope you enjoy this chapter
Disclaimer: I own nothing
You got back into the bed, and just, couldn't help it, you fell into slumber...
It was dark...
As in, so dark, you could not see anything...
There was not even a single faint spider web strand of light, there was only darkness...
That was when you felt arms wrap around you...
And you smelt blood drenched breath upon the back of your neck...
You felt the hairs prick up on the back of your neck...
You could see now, the faint light given off from who was behind you, which meant it had to be Malik...
You felt the cold, smooth surface of metal press against your neck, lightly breaking the skin, your blood dripping down your neck, down your body....
"Now, for my fun...." he whispered, his dagger scraping your skin, he pulled up your shirt, and slashed across your stomach, you flinched, unable to stop him, his other arm was restraining your arms...
Your blood flowing, he kissed over the cut on your neck, lapping up your blood, a moan escaped from his mouth...
No, a moan escaped from your mouth, as his tongue licked all over your neck, than he stabbed into your arm, and ripped apart your tender flesh, you gasped, the pain was immense, yet didn't really affect you too much...
But the way you could just sense he was leering at you, how his tongue would lick across your exposed tendons...
How he would suck at the wound...
You started to feel light-headed...
"You're not fainting when we've only just begun..." Malik whispered, "This is but.... an introduction..."
His tone made you sweat, how much you wanted him to continue to abuse you,
You felt so afraid...
Had he done something to you in your sleep?
Or where you slipping from the edge...?
He rubbed the blood coated dagger against your left cheek,
Than he licked it, your cheek that is... your heart beat raced...
How.... this turned you on... it was so sadistic, yet very, very pleasurably painful...
"What have you done to me Marik?" Tears slipped from your eyes,
Why had he done this too you?
He was a demon, he must be...
"Not much.... now... to really get to the best part..." he whispered...
You were in a real pickle now...
You had signed your life away when you had come here...
When you had agreed to be a recruit...
That was when the knife was poised to kill you...
It was poised over your heart...
You saw the light vanish,
He had turned back to his normal self...
You felt his arm shake, and he growled,
Angry...
His lips met with your neck, it felt like his canines had become fangs...
Fear pounded through your body...
His fangs pressed against your neck,
He was dead cold....
Was he?
His fangs retracted,
"I....I can't...." you felt him let go of you, and you sensed him leave the bed...
You heard the clatter of things falling from different parts of the room...
The door opened, silhouetting Marik, he looked back to you, his eyes filled with fear, anger.... frustration.... and.... something else, just a small hint of.... something...
What though, you couldn't tell,
He turned, and walked out, slamming the door behind him...
You could hear him sob...
You heard the sound of something being slashed...
You got up,
Slowly staggering to the door, you could hear your blood dripping to the floor...
You opened the door...
And saw Marik, walking off, blood on the wall to your left, and you saw blood on his arm...
You ran after him,
"Marik!" you cried, running after him,
He stopped, his back to you still...
"Wench, just leave me be..." he snarled,
"No! Marik! You just bloody cut yourself!" you felt shocked you had the guts to do that...
You tore off the sleeve of your shirt,
"Wench.... I will warn you, one last time, stop bothering me, or something terrible will happen to you, and I swear, I will take no responsibility for you losing your pathetic life..."
"Marik, do I care? You'll kill me anyways." You hissed, you took his blood coated arm in your hands, and wrapped your ripped sleeve over his wound... it around his arm.
He looked slightly shocked, as if this wasn't what he had expected...
Yet his face turned back into its harsh demeanour you now knew so well.
But it seemed that in his eyes, that little something became a bit more distinct within the hate and anger...
"Thank you, wench, you should.... get your wounds cleaned." He turned, but as he did so, you saw confusion in his face.
"Your welcome, Marik..." you smiled, you hadn't smiled for a long time, Marik walked off,
You were sure now, something strange was going on here...
Something panged in your heart whenever he was around,
Yet what was it?
If you knew, it may answer your questions about how strange you had been acting lately...
Maybe it would be that sweet feeling you had wanted to feel in your heart...
Maybe....
All you have are promised maybes....
You sighed, and tears fell from your eyes,
You turned back to your room...
But you just didn't feel like you could walk back in their again...
Your feet slowly became pulled by something...
But by what... and to where...
You could not say....
Marik's POV
I couldn't even get close to sinking my fangs into her tender flesh...
What was happening to me?
I stroked one hand through my dust blonde hair, and growled in frustration...
I looked out over the Moon lit city...
The silvery strands of light floated out across the city...
It was all dark, but for street lamps and light up signs...
I took a deep breath of the night air,
My fangs lengthening,
Why couldn't I bring myself to drink from her...
Why couldn't I bring myself to harm her...
Blood tainted my breath...
Those thoughts I had before were coming back to me now...
The ones that made me hot...
I shook my head, trying to rid my mind of these thoughts...
But I failed...
"The girl causing you trouble, Marik? Really... if I didn't know better, I'd say you had a 'thing' for her...." a voice from behind me laughed, I growled and turned,
"Who asked you Bakura?" I snarled, bearing my fangs,
"I asked myself," he smirked smugly,
"You are lucky I don't bite you!" I growled, lunging for him, he easily dodged my blinded attempt, Bakura smirked,
"Really, you'd think I'd have hit a nerve..." than a devious grin spread across the tomb robber's face,
One I would gladly wipe off....
"You have feelings for that girl, wait till Maku knows..." he smirked,
"If she finds out, I swear, I will send you to the shadow realm myself!" I snarled, lunging for him again...
But once more he was too fast for me...
"Marik and (your name)... you would make such a lovely couple..." the familiar voice I didn't want to hear...
"Maku....if I was a mortal, I SWEAR I would drive the stake through your heart myself!" I snarled, turning to face the mercury eyed demon...
"Temper...temper...." Maku smiled coldly, "You know how I loathe my minions saying such..." her eyes glowed, and it felt like someone was pouring red hot metal down my throat...
I couldn't scream...
I just fell to the floor, buckled over...
I was in the most extraordinary pain...
Bakura snickered,
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HIM!!!!" a familiar female voice chimed,
I just mustered the strength to look up...
Norm POV
Your feet suddenly stopped...
You saw Marik, buckled over in pain....
Maku laughing along with, some white haired man...
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HIM!?" you chimed, running over to Marik's side...
"You stop this RIGHT now Maku....." you growled,
Maku stopped, and the white haired man snickered, and ran off...
Marik groaned,
"It's ok Marik..." you cooed...
God... what were you doing?
Melting for this...
This...
You shuddered,
Marik was now in your arms,
He... he wasn't breathing...
Yet he lived...
You shuddered,
Just what you needed...
To fall in love with a vampire of sorts...
Maku snorted and left...
She was different to before...
She was acting very odd...
Suddenly, you felt Marik pull you down towards him, and force your neck to the side,
Clear for his fangs to rip into your tender flesh...
There was a flash of light...
And you knew, you were in danger...