Memories of the Shadows
A Yu-gi-oh fanfic
Disclamer- I do not own Yu-gi-oh and most of the other things in this fic.
/Hikari to Yami/
//Yami to Hikari//
{Thoughts}
~
OK, extra notes.
Kaiba = Regular Kaiba
Seto = High Priest Seto
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Chapter 4- Decision
Sleep slowly surrendered over to consciousness, leaving Seto Kaiba with a weary, drunken-like feeling. He rose up from his bed slowly and placed his head in his hands.
'A dream..... It was just a dream....' He murmured, his voice filled with relief.
'A dream? Or a nightmare?'
Kaiba turned around swiftly, shock in his eyes, and once again saw the alternate version of himself. This time, it sat on he corner of the small desk he had in his room for late-night paperwork.
'Why do you torment me!' Kaiba yelled at his tanned look-alike.
'Hush! The boy, Mokuba, might hear us. We wouldn't want him thinking that you had multiple personalities now, would we?' The other smirked. Kaiba growled under his breath.
'What do you want?' He asked in a bitter, angry tone of voice.
'Simply to live an existence outside of the Millennium Rod, and to teach my reincarnation a few simple tricks of my trade.' The smirk became wider.
'Why should I trust you?! The first time you appeared, you sent me into that world of dankness!' Kaiba was infuriated. The other looked confused for a moment, then smiled.
'I'm sorry, but spending countless millennia trapped in a confined space does tend make you.... Agitated. And the place is only black if you wish it to be. Think what you like to spend eternity in and it'll appear before you........ Oh!' He looked shocked for a moment. 'How rude of me! I forgot to introduce myself. I am one of the former High Priests of Pharaoh Atem; Seto. A name we have in common.' He bowed exquisitely. Kaiba looked in disbelief for a while, before breaking into laughter.
'What the hell did I take last night?! First the voices in my head, then the place of darkness, and now I'm talking to myself!' He stood up, still laughing, and placed his hand on Seto's shoulder. To his surprise, the hand settled rather firmly on the shoulder instead of passing through it.
'It would seem that you disbelieve me.' Seto said slowly, the smile faded from his face.
'Things will change, in time.'
'I doubt that taking advice from a hallucination is wise for my career.' Kaiba walked past and grabbed his business "suit".
'..... Ever notice, that often when Yugi duels, his appearance changes?' Seto asked, finally getting off the desk. Kaiba paused, his blue trench coat in his hand.
'.......'
'Or, have you seen the normally subtle Ryou Bakura have a sudden mood-swing and become something akin to a psychopath.' Seto walked slowly toward Kaiba. 'It's because they have their past life trapped within their Millennium Items, and the past lives have waited 3000 years to once again roam among the living. I am one such being. You are my reincarnation, and we are destined together.'
'A nice story, but I stopped believing in fairy-tales a long time ago.'
'You think this is a game?!' Seto snarled. 'What I speak of is no lie, and I am not about to give up my future because of your stubbornness!'
'And what place will I have in this future of yours?!'
'I will tutor you in the ways of the arcane, and from there we will have to see...'
'Magic.' Kaiba spat. 'Magic is just a few simple tricks spun about to deceive those too dim to figure out how it's done!'
'Do not underestimate the power of the magic that I control! You will learn what I have to teach you, willingly or otherwise!' Seto glared icily at his other, before fading from view.
//You have until sunset to decide whether you want to cooperate, or whether I have to force you into this decision.// Seto spoke over the mental link that he had established the night before, then he retreated into the depths of the Millennium Rod.
'What could a delusion do to me that hasn't already been done?!' Kaiba said under his breath. A small feeling told him that this "Seto" was more dangerous than he anticipated, but as usual, he ignored it. What could someone that was dead for over 3000 years do to him anyway?
~~~
Rain slowly drizzled down in the street, giving the atmosphere a depressed sort of feel. It matched Yugi's mood completely. Within a few days, this mysterious enemy had caused more damage then Malik did during Battle City. Worry tormented him, as well as the fact that Yami still hadn't recovered from the magic last night. He sighed and placed his hands into the pockets of his jeans, walking further into the almost empty streets of Domino.
'Any luck?' Came a voice from behind him. Yugi jumped and quickly turned around, to face Yami Bakura. He, too, seemed to have had the energy drained from him, as he had to lean on a wall to keep his balance. Yet Yugi felt no comfort in this fact. Yami Bakura was still as dangerous as ever.
'If you are talking about the source of the magic, then no. Neither Yami or I can find anything.' Yugi shook his head. Yami Bakura scowled.
'I had at least thought the Pharaoh would have found something out....' He glares into the soft mist that surrounded the city, as if the person responsible would appear before him. The rain was all that moved.
'Do you have any suspicions?' Yugi asked cautiously.
'If I did, then I would be investigating it, not speaking with pitiful mortals such as yourself.' Yami Bakura snapped. Yugi winced and moved back from the volatile spirit of the Ring. Yami Bakura sighed suddenly.
'There is nothing more I can do until the energy returns to the Ring.' He looked down at Yugi. 'As much as I hate to admit it, we're on the same side. We want this newcomer exterminated. I propose a temporary truce with both you and the Pharaoh.'
'A truce?!' Yugi exclaimed. This was unlike Yami Bakura, who was solitary by nature. 'Why?'
'I know for a fact that whoever has done this is quite skilled in the use of magic, and alone we would not be able to stand up to it.' Yami Bakura managed a glare. 'I would rather have to temporarily work with you and get this over and done with then to risk the chance of permanently dying before my work is completed.'
Yugi looked at the former Thief King thoughtfully. Could he be trusted, considering the things he had done in the past? He considered going to Yami for advice, but he knew that his other's answer would be no. And Yami Bakura did seem to be serious about this.
'I can see no other real option here...' Yugi sighed, before looking up at Yami Bakura. 'Fine, I'll agree to this truce, I cannot promise anything about my partner though...'
'The Pharaoh will eventually see the wisdom of the move you have just made. And remember, I did this because it's necessary, not because I want to.' Yami Bakura glared warningly at Yugi, then he limped away, cloaking himself in shadows once again. Yugi paused, then sighed heavily. Once again, this problem had expanded, becoming bigger then he had previously thought.
The rain continued to fall
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Although the sky was covered by heavy clouds, the sunset was fairly odvious. The sky turned from a dark grey to orange, then it finally settled on a blood red colour. Kaiba looked out the window of his office and waited for this High Priest Seto to ask for his decision. So far, he had not heard a word from this alternate version of himself.
'Mr. Kaiba, would you like a cup of coffee?' His secretary asked him, poking her head around the door.
'No thank you.' Kaiba dismissed, returning to the ever-present paperwork. The secretary shrugged and left the room. A few more minuites of silence and Kaiba found himself stopping again. He sighed and warily placed his head in his hands.
'Perhaps you should do something to take your mind off that, a little lesson in magic perhaps?'
Kaiba turned suddenly, once again facing the true spirit of the Millennium Rod.
'The sun is shining it's last rays of light onto the world. It's time for you to decide.'
'What is there to be decided? I have no use of magic, and I never will. I suggest you find a place to stay for another few millennia because I have no need of you.' Kaiba faced his other, hiving him a glare as cold as ice. Seto only sighed.
'I was hoping that I would not have to do this..... But you leave me with no choice.'
'And what could you-' Kaiba was cut off as he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his left hand. He turned to look, and saw the hiddern blade of the Rod sticking out of his hand, pinning it to the wall. He looked at it in a mixture of curiosity and terror, then he saw the world around him fade into darkness. The same swirling darkness that he had experienced during his entrapment by Pegasus and during many of Malik's duels in Battle City.
'You seem to think that you have the choice of learning magic. I assure you, you don't. However, you must be willing to learn for me to teach it to you, hence the endless torture you are about to recieve.' Seto grinned. 'If at any point you change your mind, let me know.'
Kaiba tried to move away, but the blade of the Rod still pinned him to the spot. His other cracked his knuckles, then advanced.
The first phase of the torture was simple, bruises and small cuts made by unseen things. It then progressed to Seto twisting limbs to the point before they broke. What made this worse was that when Kaiba's body instinctively moved, the sharp edge of the Millennium Rod sliced further into his hand. Next came deeper cuts, that stung as if vinegar had been rubbed into the wounds. Then came a sensation of being eaten by innumerable insects; small, stinging pain that covered Kaiba's body. The worst and final part was the feeling of his insides were being rearranged, or rather being torn from their natural place and then being placed somewhere else. Eventualy, Seto dissappeared, the darkness along with him. Finaly, the Millennium Rod dropped to the ground, covered in blood. Kaiba slumped to the ground, pain exploding in every corner of his body. Yet, there was only one visible wound, the large gash in his left hand. He took in deep, shudering breaths, willing the pain to leave. After a few minuites of lying on the floor, he shakily got up. He had managed to keep his resolve this time, but how long could he keep it up before the darkness overwhelmed him?
~~~
R&R Please.... And thanks for the support so far!
A Yu-gi-oh fanfic
Disclamer- I do not own Yu-gi-oh and most of the other things in this fic.
/Hikari to Yami/
//Yami to Hikari//
{Thoughts}
~
OK, extra notes.
Kaiba = Regular Kaiba
Seto = High Priest Seto
~~~
Chapter 4- Decision
Sleep slowly surrendered over to consciousness, leaving Seto Kaiba with a weary, drunken-like feeling. He rose up from his bed slowly and placed his head in his hands.
'A dream..... It was just a dream....' He murmured, his voice filled with relief.
'A dream? Or a nightmare?'
Kaiba turned around swiftly, shock in his eyes, and once again saw the alternate version of himself. This time, it sat on he corner of the small desk he had in his room for late-night paperwork.
'Why do you torment me!' Kaiba yelled at his tanned look-alike.
'Hush! The boy, Mokuba, might hear us. We wouldn't want him thinking that you had multiple personalities now, would we?' The other smirked. Kaiba growled under his breath.
'What do you want?' He asked in a bitter, angry tone of voice.
'Simply to live an existence outside of the Millennium Rod, and to teach my reincarnation a few simple tricks of my trade.' The smirk became wider.
'Why should I trust you?! The first time you appeared, you sent me into that world of dankness!' Kaiba was infuriated. The other looked confused for a moment, then smiled.
'I'm sorry, but spending countless millennia trapped in a confined space does tend make you.... Agitated. And the place is only black if you wish it to be. Think what you like to spend eternity in and it'll appear before you........ Oh!' He looked shocked for a moment. 'How rude of me! I forgot to introduce myself. I am one of the former High Priests of Pharaoh Atem; Seto. A name we have in common.' He bowed exquisitely. Kaiba looked in disbelief for a while, before breaking into laughter.
'What the hell did I take last night?! First the voices in my head, then the place of darkness, and now I'm talking to myself!' He stood up, still laughing, and placed his hand on Seto's shoulder. To his surprise, the hand settled rather firmly on the shoulder instead of passing through it.
'It would seem that you disbelieve me.' Seto said slowly, the smile faded from his face.
'Things will change, in time.'
'I doubt that taking advice from a hallucination is wise for my career.' Kaiba walked past and grabbed his business "suit".
'..... Ever notice, that often when Yugi duels, his appearance changes?' Seto asked, finally getting off the desk. Kaiba paused, his blue trench coat in his hand.
'.......'
'Or, have you seen the normally subtle Ryou Bakura have a sudden mood-swing and become something akin to a psychopath.' Seto walked slowly toward Kaiba. 'It's because they have their past life trapped within their Millennium Items, and the past lives have waited 3000 years to once again roam among the living. I am one such being. You are my reincarnation, and we are destined together.'
'A nice story, but I stopped believing in fairy-tales a long time ago.'
'You think this is a game?!' Seto snarled. 'What I speak of is no lie, and I am not about to give up my future because of your stubbornness!'
'And what place will I have in this future of yours?!'
'I will tutor you in the ways of the arcane, and from there we will have to see...'
'Magic.' Kaiba spat. 'Magic is just a few simple tricks spun about to deceive those too dim to figure out how it's done!'
'Do not underestimate the power of the magic that I control! You will learn what I have to teach you, willingly or otherwise!' Seto glared icily at his other, before fading from view.
//You have until sunset to decide whether you want to cooperate, or whether I have to force you into this decision.// Seto spoke over the mental link that he had established the night before, then he retreated into the depths of the Millennium Rod.
'What could a delusion do to me that hasn't already been done?!' Kaiba said under his breath. A small feeling told him that this "Seto" was more dangerous than he anticipated, but as usual, he ignored it. What could someone that was dead for over 3000 years do to him anyway?
~~~
Rain slowly drizzled down in the street, giving the atmosphere a depressed sort of feel. It matched Yugi's mood completely. Within a few days, this mysterious enemy had caused more damage then Malik did during Battle City. Worry tormented him, as well as the fact that Yami still hadn't recovered from the magic last night. He sighed and placed his hands into the pockets of his jeans, walking further into the almost empty streets of Domino.
'Any luck?' Came a voice from behind him. Yugi jumped and quickly turned around, to face Yami Bakura. He, too, seemed to have had the energy drained from him, as he had to lean on a wall to keep his balance. Yet Yugi felt no comfort in this fact. Yami Bakura was still as dangerous as ever.
'If you are talking about the source of the magic, then no. Neither Yami or I can find anything.' Yugi shook his head. Yami Bakura scowled.
'I had at least thought the Pharaoh would have found something out....' He glares into the soft mist that surrounded the city, as if the person responsible would appear before him. The rain was all that moved.
'Do you have any suspicions?' Yugi asked cautiously.
'If I did, then I would be investigating it, not speaking with pitiful mortals such as yourself.' Yami Bakura snapped. Yugi winced and moved back from the volatile spirit of the Ring. Yami Bakura sighed suddenly.
'There is nothing more I can do until the energy returns to the Ring.' He looked down at Yugi. 'As much as I hate to admit it, we're on the same side. We want this newcomer exterminated. I propose a temporary truce with both you and the Pharaoh.'
'A truce?!' Yugi exclaimed. This was unlike Yami Bakura, who was solitary by nature. 'Why?'
'I know for a fact that whoever has done this is quite skilled in the use of magic, and alone we would not be able to stand up to it.' Yami Bakura managed a glare. 'I would rather have to temporarily work with you and get this over and done with then to risk the chance of permanently dying before my work is completed.'
Yugi looked at the former Thief King thoughtfully. Could he be trusted, considering the things he had done in the past? He considered going to Yami for advice, but he knew that his other's answer would be no. And Yami Bakura did seem to be serious about this.
'I can see no other real option here...' Yugi sighed, before looking up at Yami Bakura. 'Fine, I'll agree to this truce, I cannot promise anything about my partner though...'
'The Pharaoh will eventually see the wisdom of the move you have just made. And remember, I did this because it's necessary, not because I want to.' Yami Bakura glared warningly at Yugi, then he limped away, cloaking himself in shadows once again. Yugi paused, then sighed heavily. Once again, this problem had expanded, becoming bigger then he had previously thought.
The rain continued to fall
~~~
Although the sky was covered by heavy clouds, the sunset was fairly odvious. The sky turned from a dark grey to orange, then it finally settled on a blood red colour. Kaiba looked out the window of his office and waited for this High Priest Seto to ask for his decision. So far, he had not heard a word from this alternate version of himself.
'Mr. Kaiba, would you like a cup of coffee?' His secretary asked him, poking her head around the door.
'No thank you.' Kaiba dismissed, returning to the ever-present paperwork. The secretary shrugged and left the room. A few more minuites of silence and Kaiba found himself stopping again. He sighed and warily placed his head in his hands.
'Perhaps you should do something to take your mind off that, a little lesson in magic perhaps?'
Kaiba turned suddenly, once again facing the true spirit of the Millennium Rod.
'The sun is shining it's last rays of light onto the world. It's time for you to decide.'
'What is there to be decided? I have no use of magic, and I never will. I suggest you find a place to stay for another few millennia because I have no need of you.' Kaiba faced his other, hiving him a glare as cold as ice. Seto only sighed.
'I was hoping that I would not have to do this..... But you leave me with no choice.'
'And what could you-' Kaiba was cut off as he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his left hand. He turned to look, and saw the hiddern blade of the Rod sticking out of his hand, pinning it to the wall. He looked at it in a mixture of curiosity and terror, then he saw the world around him fade into darkness. The same swirling darkness that he had experienced during his entrapment by Pegasus and during many of Malik's duels in Battle City.
'You seem to think that you have the choice of learning magic. I assure you, you don't. However, you must be willing to learn for me to teach it to you, hence the endless torture you are about to recieve.' Seto grinned. 'If at any point you change your mind, let me know.'
Kaiba tried to move away, but the blade of the Rod still pinned him to the spot. His other cracked his knuckles, then advanced.
The first phase of the torture was simple, bruises and small cuts made by unseen things. It then progressed to Seto twisting limbs to the point before they broke. What made this worse was that when Kaiba's body instinctively moved, the sharp edge of the Millennium Rod sliced further into his hand. Next came deeper cuts, that stung as if vinegar had been rubbed into the wounds. Then came a sensation of being eaten by innumerable insects; small, stinging pain that covered Kaiba's body. The worst and final part was the feeling of his insides were being rearranged, or rather being torn from their natural place and then being placed somewhere else. Eventualy, Seto dissappeared, the darkness along with him. Finaly, the Millennium Rod dropped to the ground, covered in blood. Kaiba slumped to the ground, pain exploding in every corner of his body. Yet, there was only one visible wound, the large gash in his left hand. He took in deep, shudering breaths, willing the pain to leave. After a few minuites of lying on the floor, he shakily got up. He had managed to keep his resolve this time, but how long could he keep it up before the darkness overwhelmed him?
~~~
R&R Please.... And thanks for the support so far!