Disclaimer: Don't own YGO.
Malik lay back on the bed, smiling. It was past midnight, and Marik had just been given his daily beating. He lay curled up on the floor, trembling and trying not to cry. Malik chuckled softly. He knew that he had finally broken the boy's spirit. Today, when Malik had gone to the Control Deck and conferred with Kaiba, Marik had simply followed him, looking at the floor. Usually, he at least looked up. There was a haunted look in his eyes. Malik sat up and looked at his slave. The thick black chain was just there to make him miserable, and it was working. Malik wasn't tired, perhaps he should beat Marik more. He went over to Marik, who didn't turn over. Malik knew the boy knew he was there. The evil Yami reached down and picked up the chain. Marik still didn't move, trembling. Malik yanked the chain up hard, pulling the boy up by the neck. Marik cried out, and Malik shoved him against the wall face-first, pinning him there. Marik didn't try to pull away. He knew it would just result in more beating.
"When you hear me approach you, sit up, turn around, and kneel, got it?" Malik's tone was threatening, and he pushed the side of Marik's face against the wall painfully to prove his point. With the side of his face pressed hard against the wall, Marik found it difficult to reply. But he knew his life depended on it.
"Yes...master." Malik pulled him away from the wall and shoved him to the ground. Marik immediately got into a kneeling position, hating himself for doing it.
"That's better. Now, I'm not tired, so let's have some fun, shall we?" Marik did not look up, though his trembling did not stop. Malik reached down and slipped a hand under Marik's chin, forcing him to look at his master. Marik just stared at Malik, not sure what he was supposed to do. Then Malik knelt down and kissed him. For a moment, Marik was on the verge of pulling away in revulsion. Then the pain started.
It was as if Marik's whole body was on fire. He tried to scream, but Malik's mouth muffled it. Malik smiled slightly, with his mouth still over Marik's. This was an old torture spell he'd learned from his visits to the Shadow Realm. Your own hatred of anything goes into your victim through your mouth and that hatred becomes pain. Marik tried to pull away, but Malik grabbed his arms and held him, not breaking away. Marik wanted to scream, but he couldn't. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Malik pulled away, wiping his lips. Marik collapsed, gasping. Malik laughed at the pitiful sight.
"That should teach you. Now, I'm going to bed. That spell takes alot out of you." He went and lay down on the bed. Marik waited until he was asleep before he let the tears fall.
Yami and Yuugi had not found anything. They had walked for what seemed like endless hours. The scenery never seemed to change. They were lost and alone. Yuugi let out a yell of frustration.
"Dammit, Yami, this place goes on forever! We'll never find the way out!" Yami turned to his aibou.
"Don't think like that, Yuugi! We will get out of here! We have to protect the others and save Marik, who I'm sure is in grave danger." Yuugi sighed, and nodded.
"I know. We will get out. If we don't, who knows what will happen!"