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Lawyers: O_O NO THANKS!
Spitfire: OR ME!
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Dragon Queen16: Yes, thank you Cresentstar. Now to Chapter 5: The Dark Reapers. In case you havent noticed, Im naming my chapters now!^^ Yay for me! (and you!)
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Tea felt the familiar sensation of the magical flame receding. She opened her eyes slowly, taking in the beauty of the manor, relieved to be home.....Home? Where did that come from?.. Well, I guess that this is my home for now, she thought. Her attention was turned to Seto and Serenity, who were wearily climbing the stairs to where she supposed their rooms were. Tea suppressed a yawn unsuccessfully. She then realized how much time had really passed. They had set out approximately at noon and had arrived at their destination late into the evening. Night sure had come quickly. Unnaturally quickly....She shook her head at these thoughts. She really needed to sleep, she was exhausted. She turned to Yami, who seemed to be staring off into another world, listening to something. She noticed, uneasily, that Yamis hand was on the hilt of his sword. She ventured speaking to Yamis practically inanimate pose. ÒYami, is it all right if I go to sleep now?Ó He didnt reply. ÒYami?Ó
He waved his free hand dismissavely, his voice distant ÒGo ahead, Tea. I think Ill stay up for a while longer.Ó
Still uneasy, Tea nodded and headed to her room. She found fresh night clothes in the wardrobe and put them on. Then she retreated gratefully to her bed, falling asleep instantly.
Tea dreamed she was walking through a wonderful place filled with flowers and plants. Every living thing was extraordinary, filled with a powerful essence of life and peace. Creatures lay down next to each other; lions next to lambs, wolves next to deer. She thought this strange, that prey and predator were in such harmony. A figure of shining white light appeared at the other end of the place, coming towards her. She was forced to look down, the shining brightness of this being too great. A low humming entered her ears. She ignored it at first, but it became steadily louder until it was a piercing wail.
Tea was startled out of her dream by a sudden rush of cold. Looking towards the source of cold, she blanched in horror. There, standing next to her bed, was a horrible creature. A dark cloak splattered with blood covered its rotting excuse for a body. Fierce black eyes glared out from beneath the hood, boring into her. A blood stained scythe was held in its hand, the top of the stave on which the blade was held capped with a skull. The wailing came from it, screeching to her very soul. Terrified into action, she sprang from her bed away from it. She recalled an angel spell in her mind and spoke it, the effort leaving her weakened. The burst of silver light leaped from her hands, covering the monster. It screamed worse than before, melting slowly into a stinking pile of robe and black ooze. Its weapon had disappeared. She fell back on her bed, shaking. Not only from weariness, but from fear as well. Downstairs, she heard a similar shriek like the one from that thing. A pounding up the stairs followed this. Another scream came from just down the hall. Teas door burst open to reveal a wild-eyed Yami. His clothes and sword were stained with the same black ooze that now lay on the floor. She asked him, frightened, ÒWhat are they?Ó He looked at the pile of ooze, then to her, before walking over and standing protectively in front of her. Only then did he answer her question. He seemed slightly calmer, perhaps from seeing that she was safe. ÒThey are Dark Reapers, Tea. Undead creatures.Ó He said nothing more, just stood there, waiting. Tea heard more footsteps from down the hall. Seto and Serenity came through the door to stand next to Yami. Seto was holding, with practiced ease, a claymore[1] of dazzling silver. Serenity was behind him, holding a silver wakizashi[2] engraved with strange symbols. Seto and Yami exchanged a glance, sharing some unknown information grimly, silently.
A shriek of rage was heard at the doorway and the wailing began again, this time more intense. Ten Dark Reapers glided through the door, eight of them trying to get to Tea. Seto took two out at the same time with his gigantic weapon, neatly cutting them in half. They emitted their dying scream, as usual, and died soon after. Serenity wielded her sword with deadly grace and fluid movements, easily killing two. Tea called up another magical spell, this one stronger, and released it. A huge blaze of silver swept from her hands, covering the room with a silver fog. When the fog cleared after a few seconds, all the Dark Reapers lay defeated[3], four of them by Teas spell, two of them with Yamis silver daggers in their undead chests. Just when she thought it was all over, another wail came. This one was by far the worst, piercing her so that she could only cry out and desperately cover her ears. The attempt was futile, the cry cut to her very soul. She gasped as another sensation came over her. Cold. Freezing, deathly cold. She felt as if she were trapped in solid ice. Her numb lips tried to form the words to vanquish this horrible creature, but couldnt move for being frozen. Frozen with cold, with fear. The Dark Reaper that stood before her was, by far, the worst of them yet. Its cloak was not splattered with blood, it was drenched in it. Its eyes were the same horrifying black as the others, but this ones were also flecked with red - blood red. The flesh on its body had long since rotted away, leaving only a skeletal figure with a few grisly pieces of flesh and muscle clinging to it. A skeletal hand bore its terrible weapon. The blade of the scythe was in the likeness of his cloak, as was the stave. A stave, Tea realized with a sick feeling, composed of skulls. The Dark Reaper was larger, too, towering at what she guessed was nine feet tall. It raised its scythe, moved forward to finish her with it. The others stood as paralyzed as her, trapped in the overwhelming fear flowing from the Dark Reaper. The scythe began to come down, and then everything moved slowly. She saw the scythe coming towards her, ready to claim her life. She then saw Yami wake from his state of immobility and leap forward, no time to move his sword. The scythe cut down, tearing open Yamis flesh. He yelled in pain, his body nearly torn in two from the slice. Blood gushed out from the severe wound, drenching the floor. Drawing energy from some insane reserve of strength, Yami picked up his sword and chopped at the things arm. The arm collapsed in a pile of dust, the Dark Reaper screaming in rage all the way. Yami then wrenched the scythe out of his body and fell to the floor, gasping. The wound began closing up, possible infection shut out, blood forming in his veins rapidly. Galvanized into action, Seto stepped forward and plunged his sword deep into the creatures back. It shrieked and reached for its weapon. Serenity stepped between it and the scythe, holding her wakizashi in a fighting stance. As it lunged for her, she swiftly inverted her grip and began cutting the creature to shreds. Her sword flew in a flash of silver, cutting in a figure-eight-like pattern. Yami delivered the final blow with his sword, driving it home into the Dark Reapers chest. With a final, horrible screech, it fell, creating a pile of dust and the familiar black ooze.
They all just stood there for a moment, recovering. Tea, exhausted from her spells and fear, finally collapsed into a merciful faint.
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Tea slowly woke up, her eyes adjusting to the bright light. Her body ached, but thats not why it shook. Thats not why her body was covered in a cold sweat. She was still terrified.[4] Looking at her surroundings, she realized that she was in Yamis room, probably because her own room was littered with the remains of those horrible undead creatures. A voice startled her out of her thoughts, ÒSo, youre up.Ó Yami stood at the doorway holding a cup of water. He walked over to her and handed her the cup. ÒSip it, Tea. Dont gulp it down. Itll make you sick,Ó he instructed. She complied gratefully, letting the water drench her parched throat. She then proceeded to ask a question. ÒYami, since the Dark Reapers are undead, then they come from the Restless Realms[5], correct?Ó Yami nodded once in affirmation, motioning for Tea to continue. ÒThen how did they pass through to this world without it being a Friday on the thirteenth day of the month?[6]Ó
ÒEven I dont know, Tea. Seto and Serenity are at the Council of the Orders discussing it. If the undead can pass through whenever they want....Ó Yami trailed off, shaking his head. ÒThe results would be absolutely catastrophic.Ó
Tea suddenly felt ashamed. Yami, Seto, and Serenity had already been spent from the days previous events, and they had fought the undead bravely, Yami had even nearly been chopped in half. She had just sat there like a frightened little child, quivering in fear.
As if sensing what she was feeling, Yami spoke again, ÒTea, dont feel guilty. I was amazed and impressed that you had even been able to destroy one of them, let alone five.Ó
Tea was confused and slightly insulted. ÒWhy?Ó
ÒBecause, Tea, evil and undead creatures have a greater effect on angels and creatures of good,Ó He paused and continued, ÒEspecially those of royalty.Ó
Tea looked at him in surprise, suspicion in her voice, ÒHow did you know my background, Yami?Ó
ÒMostly, undead dont care who they prey on, as long as its living. Mostly. But Dark Reapers usually go after those with royal blood in their veins. No one is sure why. Some say because the royal have sweeter blood. Others say because of the great riches of kings and queens possess.Ó He shrugged. ÒLike I said, no one is sure.Ó
Tea felt better for this. She was glad that her cowardice was from heritage and race, not her heart. She sipped the water, interrupted sleep trying to take her again.
Yami spoke again, ÒI can see that you are tired, Tea. Go ahead and rest.Ó Answering her unspoken question, he continued, ÒI dont have much need of sleep these days. When it does come, it haunts me with my past,Ó more quietly, he added, ÒA past I dont enjoy reliving.Ó Silence reigned in the room for several long moments. Yami, seeing that Tea had finished her water, took the cup and walked towards the door. At reaching the doorframe, he paused and looked back and said hesitantly, ÒTea, I just want you to know....Ó he shook his head, smiled, and simply said, ÒIm glad youre safe.Ó With that said, he walked out of the room and proceeded down the hallway.
Tea snuggled under the covers and sighed. It had been a long day. She did not have much time to ponder it, though, for sleep took her only moments after she closed her eyes.
~*~ [1] A claymore is a HUGE sword, and I mean HUGE! Sometimes its as tall as the person who wields it!
[2] A wakizashi is the smaller version of the katana, but not as small as the tanto. The blade usually measures about 20Ó. All three, the katana, wakizashi, and tanto, were used by the Samurai. They had a slightly curved blade and a rounded hilt.
[3] They cant exactly be dead again, now can they?
[4] WHO WOULDNT BE!?!? ID HAVE NIGHTMARES FOR WEEKS!!!!!!
[5] The Restless Realms are where the undead make residence. It is a physical place that can not be traveled to by the living unless undergoing long and hard training, maybe not even then. (made it up)
[6] The only time the undead can pass to this world is when its a Friday the 13th. When they do pass, the moon glows a bright and eerie silver for three reasons: One. It is said that the gods make this happen so that the people would be aware when undead invaded the livings world. Two. it is also said that the gods did this so that the undead would be repelled. (Undead hate silver things and weapons. Only silver and/or magical weapons can destroy the undead.) Three. The overload of ectoplasm, the substance that makes up the undead, entering the world has to go somewhere. (made it up)
I think thats it. There was a lot to explain this chapter. Well, if anything confuses you, feel free to put it in your review!*hint, hint* Oh, and some people are saying that I just change the rating to ÔRÕ because of the violence. What do you think? PG-13 or R? Please tell me! ^^ Well, see ya for Chapter 6 (currently untitled)!
Spitfire: Yes, leave and never come back.
Cresentstar: Spitfire, take some of your own advice! AND SHUT UP WHILE YOURE AT IT!!!!!
Spitfire: *cringes*
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R&R!! Byes!
~SerpentÕs-Embrace- Thanks!^^ Theres more Sabrielish goodness?!?!? YAY!!!
~Jellybob 15- I know, I know, I was stumped for a while on how to introduce it, but I think Ive finally got an idea for this chapter! ^^
~Yami Ennovy- I dont care, just as long as you review!^^
~Cheetah Goddess
~DesertSakura-Yes, lets start one! Itll be for all people who love dragons. ^^
~CrissyKitty
~Serenity Komoshiro
~Animedreamer- Oh, I read your story like you asked. ^^ Just in case you havent gotten my review yet!
Oh, and this is how the dragon thing works. All of you who reviewed now have a dragon to use where or when you will. You can decide for yourselves the gender, color, and name for the dragon. If you want some ideas for a name, or something like that, feel free to contact me, either by e-mail or review. I can think up some pretty cool names if I want! ^^
Dragon Queen16: Take it away, Cresentstar!
Cresentstar: Okay, Dragon Queen16 does not own the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh!.....AND IF YOU LAWYERS HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT, THAN TELL IT TO ME NOW!
Lawyers: O_O NO THANKS!
Spitfire: OR ME!
Lawyer1: Okay, Im fine with that.
Lawyer2: Yeah, I mean its not like hes threatening.
Spitfire: -_- *anime fall*
Cresentstar: OR ME!!!!
Lawyers: O_O WELL BE GOOD!
Cresentstar: GOOD! YOUD BETTER!....Dragon Queen16?
Dragon Queen16: Yes, thank you Cresentstar. Now to Chapter 5: The Dark Reapers. In case you havent noticed, Im naming my chapters now!^^ Yay for me! (and you!)
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Tea felt the familiar sensation of the magical flame receding. She opened her eyes slowly, taking in the beauty of the manor, relieved to be home.....Home? Where did that come from?.. Well, I guess that this is my home for now, she thought. Her attention was turned to Seto and Serenity, who were wearily climbing the stairs to where she supposed their rooms were. Tea suppressed a yawn unsuccessfully. She then realized how much time had really passed. They had set out approximately at noon and had arrived at their destination late into the evening. Night sure had come quickly. Unnaturally quickly....She shook her head at these thoughts. She really needed to sleep, she was exhausted. She turned to Yami, who seemed to be staring off into another world, listening to something. She noticed, uneasily, that Yamis hand was on the hilt of his sword. She ventured speaking to Yamis practically inanimate pose. ÒYami, is it all right if I go to sleep now?Ó He didnt reply. ÒYami?Ó
He waved his free hand dismissavely, his voice distant ÒGo ahead, Tea. I think Ill stay up for a while longer.Ó
Still uneasy, Tea nodded and headed to her room. She found fresh night clothes in the wardrobe and put them on. Then she retreated gratefully to her bed, falling asleep instantly.
Tea dreamed she was walking through a wonderful place filled with flowers and plants. Every living thing was extraordinary, filled with a powerful essence of life and peace. Creatures lay down next to each other; lions next to lambs, wolves next to deer. She thought this strange, that prey and predator were in such harmony. A figure of shining white light appeared at the other end of the place, coming towards her. She was forced to look down, the shining brightness of this being too great. A low humming entered her ears. She ignored it at first, but it became steadily louder until it was a piercing wail.
Tea was startled out of her dream by a sudden rush of cold. Looking towards the source of cold, she blanched in horror. There, standing next to her bed, was a horrible creature. A dark cloak splattered with blood covered its rotting excuse for a body. Fierce black eyes glared out from beneath the hood, boring into her. A blood stained scythe was held in its hand, the top of the stave on which the blade was held capped with a skull. The wailing came from it, screeching to her very soul. Terrified into action, she sprang from her bed away from it. She recalled an angel spell in her mind and spoke it, the effort leaving her weakened. The burst of silver light leaped from her hands, covering the monster. It screamed worse than before, melting slowly into a stinking pile of robe and black ooze. Its weapon had disappeared. She fell back on her bed, shaking. Not only from weariness, but from fear as well. Downstairs, she heard a similar shriek like the one from that thing. A pounding up the stairs followed this. Another scream came from just down the hall. Teas door burst open to reveal a wild-eyed Yami. His clothes and sword were stained with the same black ooze that now lay on the floor. She asked him, frightened, ÒWhat are they?Ó He looked at the pile of ooze, then to her, before walking over and standing protectively in front of her. Only then did he answer her question. He seemed slightly calmer, perhaps from seeing that she was safe. ÒThey are Dark Reapers, Tea. Undead creatures.Ó He said nothing more, just stood there, waiting. Tea heard more footsteps from down the hall. Seto and Serenity came through the door to stand next to Yami. Seto was holding, with practiced ease, a claymore[1] of dazzling silver. Serenity was behind him, holding a silver wakizashi[2] engraved with strange symbols. Seto and Yami exchanged a glance, sharing some unknown information grimly, silently.
A shriek of rage was heard at the doorway and the wailing began again, this time more intense. Ten Dark Reapers glided through the door, eight of them trying to get to Tea. Seto took two out at the same time with his gigantic weapon, neatly cutting them in half. They emitted their dying scream, as usual, and died soon after. Serenity wielded her sword with deadly grace and fluid movements, easily killing two. Tea called up another magical spell, this one stronger, and released it. A huge blaze of silver swept from her hands, covering the room with a silver fog. When the fog cleared after a few seconds, all the Dark Reapers lay defeated[3], four of them by Teas spell, two of them with Yamis silver daggers in their undead chests. Just when she thought it was all over, another wail came. This one was by far the worst, piercing her so that she could only cry out and desperately cover her ears. The attempt was futile, the cry cut to her very soul. She gasped as another sensation came over her. Cold. Freezing, deathly cold. She felt as if she were trapped in solid ice. Her numb lips tried to form the words to vanquish this horrible creature, but couldnt move for being frozen. Frozen with cold, with fear. The Dark Reaper that stood before her was, by far, the worst of them yet. Its cloak was not splattered with blood, it was drenched in it. Its eyes were the same horrifying black as the others, but this ones were also flecked with red - blood red. The flesh on its body had long since rotted away, leaving only a skeletal figure with a few grisly pieces of flesh and muscle clinging to it. A skeletal hand bore its terrible weapon. The blade of the scythe was in the likeness of his cloak, as was the stave. A stave, Tea realized with a sick feeling, composed of skulls. The Dark Reaper was larger, too, towering at what she guessed was nine feet tall. It raised its scythe, moved forward to finish her with it. The others stood as paralyzed as her, trapped in the overwhelming fear flowing from the Dark Reaper. The scythe began to come down, and then everything moved slowly. She saw the scythe coming towards her, ready to claim her life. She then saw Yami wake from his state of immobility and leap forward, no time to move his sword. The scythe cut down, tearing open Yamis flesh. He yelled in pain, his body nearly torn in two from the slice. Blood gushed out from the severe wound, drenching the floor. Drawing energy from some insane reserve of strength, Yami picked up his sword and chopped at the things arm. The arm collapsed in a pile of dust, the Dark Reaper screaming in rage all the way. Yami then wrenched the scythe out of his body and fell to the floor, gasping. The wound began closing up, possible infection shut out, blood forming in his veins rapidly. Galvanized into action, Seto stepped forward and plunged his sword deep into the creatures back. It shrieked and reached for its weapon. Serenity stepped between it and the scythe, holding her wakizashi in a fighting stance. As it lunged for her, she swiftly inverted her grip and began cutting the creature to shreds. Her sword flew in a flash of silver, cutting in a figure-eight-like pattern. Yami delivered the final blow with his sword, driving it home into the Dark Reapers chest. With a final, horrible screech, it fell, creating a pile of dust and the familiar black ooze.
They all just stood there for a moment, recovering. Tea, exhausted from her spells and fear, finally collapsed into a merciful faint.
~*~
Tea slowly woke up, her eyes adjusting to the bright light. Her body ached, but thats not why it shook. Thats not why her body was covered in a cold sweat. She was still terrified.[4] Looking at her surroundings, she realized that she was in Yamis room, probably because her own room was littered with the remains of those horrible undead creatures. A voice startled her out of her thoughts, ÒSo, youre up.Ó Yami stood at the doorway holding a cup of water. He walked over to her and handed her the cup. ÒSip it, Tea. Dont gulp it down. Itll make you sick,Ó he instructed. She complied gratefully, letting the water drench her parched throat. She then proceeded to ask a question. ÒYami, since the Dark Reapers are undead, then they come from the Restless Realms[5], correct?Ó Yami nodded once in affirmation, motioning for Tea to continue. ÒThen how did they pass through to this world without it being a Friday on the thirteenth day of the month?[6]Ó
ÒEven I dont know, Tea. Seto and Serenity are at the Council of the Orders discussing it. If the undead can pass through whenever they want....Ó Yami trailed off, shaking his head. ÒThe results would be absolutely catastrophic.Ó
Tea suddenly felt ashamed. Yami, Seto, and Serenity had already been spent from the days previous events, and they had fought the undead bravely, Yami had even nearly been chopped in half. She had just sat there like a frightened little child, quivering in fear.
As if sensing what she was feeling, Yami spoke again, ÒTea, dont feel guilty. I was amazed and impressed that you had even been able to destroy one of them, let alone five.Ó
Tea was confused and slightly insulted. ÒWhy?Ó
ÒBecause, Tea, evil and undead creatures have a greater effect on angels and creatures of good,Ó He paused and continued, ÒEspecially those of royalty.Ó
Tea looked at him in surprise, suspicion in her voice, ÒHow did you know my background, Yami?Ó
ÒMostly, undead dont care who they prey on, as long as its living. Mostly. But Dark Reapers usually go after those with royal blood in their veins. No one is sure why. Some say because the royal have sweeter blood. Others say because of the great riches of kings and queens possess.Ó He shrugged. ÒLike I said, no one is sure.Ó
Tea felt better for this. She was glad that her cowardice was from heritage and race, not her heart. She sipped the water, interrupted sleep trying to take her again.
Yami spoke again, ÒI can see that you are tired, Tea. Go ahead and rest.Ó Answering her unspoken question, he continued, ÒI dont have much need of sleep these days. When it does come, it haunts me with my past,Ó more quietly, he added, ÒA past I dont enjoy reliving.Ó Silence reigned in the room for several long moments. Yami, seeing that Tea had finished her water, took the cup and walked towards the door. At reaching the doorframe, he paused and looked back and said hesitantly, ÒTea, I just want you to know....Ó he shook his head, smiled, and simply said, ÒIm glad youre safe.Ó With that said, he walked out of the room and proceeded down the hallway.
Tea snuggled under the covers and sighed. It had been a long day. She did not have much time to ponder it, though, for sleep took her only moments after she closed her eyes.
~*~ [1] A claymore is a HUGE sword, and I mean HUGE! Sometimes its as tall as the person who wields it!
[2] A wakizashi is the smaller version of the katana, but not as small as the tanto. The blade usually measures about 20Ó. All three, the katana, wakizashi, and tanto, were used by the Samurai. They had a slightly curved blade and a rounded hilt.
[3] They cant exactly be dead again, now can they?
[4] WHO WOULDNT BE!?!? ID HAVE NIGHTMARES FOR WEEKS!!!!!!
[5] The Restless Realms are where the undead make residence. It is a physical place that can not be traveled to by the living unless undergoing long and hard training, maybe not even then. (made it up)
[6] The only time the undead can pass to this world is when its a Friday the 13th. When they do pass, the moon glows a bright and eerie silver for three reasons: One. It is said that the gods make this happen so that the people would be aware when undead invaded the livings world. Two. it is also said that the gods did this so that the undead would be repelled. (Undead hate silver things and weapons. Only silver and/or magical weapons can destroy the undead.) Three. The overload of ectoplasm, the substance that makes up the undead, entering the world has to go somewhere. (made it up)
I think thats it. There was a lot to explain this chapter. Well, if anything confuses you, feel free to put it in your review!*hint, hint* Oh, and some people are saying that I just change the rating to ÔRÕ because of the violence. What do you think? PG-13 or R? Please tell me! ^^ Well, see ya for Chapter 6 (currently untitled)!
Spitfire: Yes, leave and never come back.
Cresentstar: Spitfire, take some of your own advice! AND SHUT UP WHILE YOURE AT IT!!!!!
Spitfire: *cringes*
Dragon Queen16 & Cresentstar: *lightning flashes and thunder crashes* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
R&R!! Byes!