Wow, I finally got to update. Sorry it took so long... I'm a lazy procrastinator and I'm very uninspired.
Oh, btw, or (insert text here) or means a mental communication between a hikari and a yami.
~~The Taste of Revenge~~
Chapter 4
Marik blinked and looked back into the mirror. The face that glared back at him began to laugh hysterically in his mind, bringing back horrifying memories of the past.
You fool, how dare you think you could get rid of me for good. You should have known that I would find a way to break free from the Shadow Realm. I easily picked the lock of the pharaoh's trap, and now it's time you pay dearly for all you have done!
Marik grabbed his head and groaned. Demon!! Get out of my mind!! I want no part of you!! In the name of fucking Ra, LEAVE!
Wishful thinking, fool. From now on you are once again enslaved by me. And this time I won't be discarded so easily! He yelled, forcing an instant headache upon his hikari. Weakened, and startled, Marik was thrown into the shadowed corridors of his mind and knocked unconscious. With ease, the yami took control of his thin body, his muscles becoming far more apparent than his host's normally were. His hair spiked up, an insane style to match his insane attitude. Then, after brushing himself off and making sure his weaker half wouldn't gain control again, he marched into the living room.
Yami Marik set his eyes on Zalika. She had fallen asleep, and the television was turned down. He silently walked over to her, taking in the way she was positioned on the sofa. Her left arm was folded behind her head, while her other hand was rested on her belly, just under her short-cut shirt.
I'm not back a day and already I have a nice toy to play with. he thought to himself. Zalika shifted slightly in her sleep as he crawled on top of her, allowing his favorite emotion -- lust -- to take over. This will be fun.... Raping anorexic demons in the Shadow Realm was fun, but finally, after all these years, I finally get to have fun tormenting a human. Marik will cry like the little baby he is when he finds out I raped... whoever this slut is.
Yami Marik decided he'd wake her up. He wanted to hear her scream and protest, cuss and cry. Then he'd tear off that tight leather and pin her, and then came the fun part....
Yami Marik clamped his hand over her mouth. Her eyes slowly opened; a response he wasn't thrilled about. She glared at him and smacked his hand away from her mouth, then effortlessly threw him off of her and onto the floor.
"What the fuck, bitch!" he yelled.
"Is there a problem, Marik?" Zalika asked angrily, noticing the way his hair had defied gravity and spiked up to it's full length. "You're the demon... Aren't you?"
"I'm no demon." He replied. "I'm the dark part of Marik's soul. The part the separated from him, and...."
"I know the goddamn story. Let Marik out."
"Never, bitch." Yami Marik growled, then violently grabbed her. He threw her back against sofa, being sure to slam the life out of her for a few long seconds. "Just go along with it, hun..... nice and easy......"
He gave Zalika no chance to reply. He pressed his mouth against hers and forcefully pushed his tongue into her mouth, leaning against her body at the same time. He ran his rough hands slowly up her arms, over her chest, and down to her waist.
Again, he wasn't pleased. Zalika clamped her mouth down over his tongue and sunk her teeth deep into it, drawing blood. He yelped and ripped his mouth away, only to receive a punch in the gut and a blood stain on his shirt. He wiped away the blood that was dripping rapidly from his chin and looks at his hand. His blackened blood drizzled down his wrists, eventually finding it's way from the tip of his elbow to the hunter-green pillows on the sofa.
"What are you?" Yami Marik asked, wiping away more blood and looking towards his 'attacker'. The girl was grinning evilly at him, and what caught him most off-guard were the two large fangs that hung from the roof of her mouth. To him, the teeth looked like miniature versions of the incisors that were present on the prehistoric saber-toothed cat. Zalika licked the thin, black blood from her lips with a long, snakelike tongue.
"I'm not what you think. End of story." She snarled. Without another word, the teeth retracted and disappeared under her lips.
"I... don't think I want to be here anymore." Yami Marik stammered. "Earth isn't what it seemed to be anymore."
Coughing, the normal Marik was forced back into control. He looked up, relieved to see his friend staring at him.
"I... I'm so sorry, Zalika." he managed to say. "I didn't think he'd ever return. I'm so sorry..."
Zalika pulled him against her. "It's okay. We can defeat him again I guess."
"Did he hurt you?" He asked nervously, shifting so he wasn't pressed against her so firmly.
"No, he only attempted to. But he's pathetic."
Marik grinned. "How so?"
"He thought I was just an average human."
Marik raised an eyebrow and looked down at her suspiciously. "Then what are you?"
"Never mind... Go to sleep."
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It wasn't long before Tristan and Joey found themselves at Yugi's doorstep. They shuddered, remembering how Téa's slaughtered body had once been there, right beneath their feet. Without the need to knock, they walked into the game shop, and were greeted by Yugi's grandpa.
"Hello guys." He said while organizing shelves. "Yugi has been looking for you two. He's upstairs with Ryou and Duke. They be playing Duel Monsters I imagine."
The boys nodded and ran upstairs to Yugi's room. They burst through the door, startling the three who were sitting on the floor. Ryou kept his eyes on the television after giving them a relaxed glance, while Yugi and Duke jumped up to greet their friends.
"Guys, me 'n Tristan saw Zalika at the restaurant." Joey said. "She looked pretty suspicious. I say we go knock her out!"
"Joey, that's not very nice." Yugi replied. "What was she doing there anyways? I thought she was returning to Egypt." His face showed slight concern. Yami Yugi silently appeared spiritually beside Yugi, a suspicious look plastered on his face as well.
"Yeah guys, she is still in that bitchy mood. She had a motorcycle as well, but said it wasn't hers."
"A motorcycle?" Yugi asked. "I didn't know she was into those... I thought she liked sporty cars and big trucks."
"Yeah me too. It was a nice red Harley though. It's probably her dad's." Tristan said, sitting down on Yugi's bed and reaching for the tv remote.
With that, Ryou looked up at Tristan and Joey. "Red you say?"
"Yeah Ryou, why?"
"Oh never mind... Would you like me to go talk to her?" Ryou asked nervously. "I mean, we have been erm... friends for quite a while now."
"Why would you do that?" Yugi asked. "We don't even know where she's staying or anything."
"Oh, I was just volunteering to help."
Joey shrugged. "Do whatever you want Ryou, and when you come back with a broken leg, no teeth, and a black eye, don't come crying to us."
Ryou laughed and rubbed the back of his head. "Oh it won't be a problem. I can handle myself guys, really." He got up and walked downstairs. Yugi's grandpa was busy with some customers who were eagerly looking at a collection of rare cards kept safely in the old man's glass case. Ryou silently stepped out of the game shop, and headed up the street.
Bakura forced his way out of his soul chamber. Since Yugi gave Slyfer the Sky Dragon and the Winged Dragon of Ra to Zalika as a gift, I can fairly win them from her. The daughter of Pegasus should prove to be quite a challenge, but that's fine... I like challenges. Shadow Games are always fun, whether it be Duel Monsters or... other forms of amusement....
Bakura snickered and pulled out his deck. It wasn't technically his, he had stolen it from a kid at Battle City. He didn't care though... A killer deck didn't have to be a self-created one. He knew how Slyfer and Ra worked, and with careful planning and the appropriate Shadow Duel, victory was bound to be his.
He pulled the Millennium Ring forward from under his shirt, and held it up. "Ring, direct me to the location of the Winged Dragon of Ra and Slyfer the Sky Dragon so I may win them from their undeserving possessor."
A spike on the gold item magically pointed up, followed by the other rings who appeared to be magnetized by the middle one. It pointed down the street toward Marik's pathetic house. Bakura followed the "arrows", wondering where the powerful item would lead him.
A red motorcycle, eh? Bakura thought. Perhaps my old friend Marik Ishtar is behind this as well. After all, who else would be strutting around Domino City on a red Harley these days? Zalika for sure is slut enough to run off with that bastard anyways.
Bakura kept walking. It would be a few miles before he reached Marik's residence, but to him the walk was valuable time to plan.
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k that's chapter 4
Again, sorry it took so long to update. I realized that I write much better at night than I do during the day o.O hehe I'm a night crawler.
Next chapter is going to have lemons, so I hope you look forward to it. If I'm in a bad mood, maybe I'll just write explicit rape. Any way, it'll be descriptive. So if you can't handle it, skip it. lol
Byez! Review or die.