Daisaigai turned to her audience. "Hello, everyone. Thanks for reviewing. As for those who didn't, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!!!!!! DON'T LIE!!!!!!!!"
Marik sighed. "Yep...she's insane."
Yami Marik and Bakura both sniffed. "I'm so proud..."
"Well, anyway, this is a continuation of the last chap-YAMI MARIK, PUT THAT LASAUNGA DOWN!!! THAT STUFF IS DANGEROUS!!!!!!!!!!" Daisaigai screeched, attemping to bolt away from the psycho.
"I know. Heheheheheh..."
Bakura, Marik, Johnny, Ryou, Wind, Kage Akumu watched as Yami Marik duct taped Daisaigai to a rock and forced her to eat the EVIL LASAUNGA OF DOOM .
Ryou was the first to recover. "Well, I guess I should start the chapter now...."
"You do that. "
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"We're here!" Isis announced, pointing to the mall. She got out of the car, along with Marik and Rishid. When Marik opened the other door, Yami Marik fell down and smacked his head off the concrete.
"Ouch..."
Isis took out her purse, and counted out some money. "Here, everyone," she said, handing them each 20 dollars. Yami Marik pulled the last staple out of his cape, stood up, snatched the money, and stalked off towards the mall.
"BEHAVE YOURSELF!!!!!" Isis called after him. He ignored her.
Rishid sighed. "Should I keep an eye on him?"
"No," Marik cut in. "If he does something terrible, he'll get arrested, and we'll be rid of him."
Rishid and Isis had to agree, and so, they left the psycho to his own devices.
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Bakura bolted throughout the house, trying hard not to trip and fall on his face.
"This carpet is out to get me, I swear..."
He continued to speed towards the car.
"I'M COMING, DRACULITA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ryou followed his yami, shaking his head. Bakura had become very attached to the vampirish kitten. He protected her from the neighborhood dogs, and both he and Draculita snarled at the dreaded word "VET". Ryou had lost about a pint of blood the last time he had tried to put Draculita in a kitty-carrier.
A yell echoed through the house. Ryou sighed.
"Either he found out Draculita's not in the car, or he fell on his face." He stepped outside.
Bakura was lying facedown on the concrete, next to the car. Apparently, he tripped on the protruding piece of pavement en route to the vehicle. He got to his feet unsteadily, and spat out blood. A second later, Bakura realized what he had done, and tried to scoop the blood back into his hands. Ryou opened the driver's door. Bakura leapt inside and began calling Draculita.
In one swift moment, Ryou closed the door on his yami, activated the Child Safety Lock, shoved Bakura into the back seat, got inside, ordered the clumsy dark spirit to put on his seatbelt, and started the car.
"Draculita's not in here!!" Bakura yelled furiously.
"Sorry about tricking you, yami, but we're going to the mall," Ryou patiently explained as he drove down the road.
"There is NO WAY I'm going to set foot in that stupid, girly-"
"I just want to walk around to get out of the house. I'll give you some money," Ryou said, ever so enduring.
Bakura brightened slightly. "Alright..."
The ride to the mall was rather uneventful, except for the fact that Bakura scared Ryou so bad he ran a red light.
"YAMI, DON'T DO THAT!!!!!!!!" Ryou shrieked, gripping the steering wheel.
"What?" Bakura asked innocently. He crossed his eyes and grinned once more.
"YAMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Atem glared at the shoppers. He knew that one of them was going to steal something. He could sense it. All those lazy, stupid people...something was definitely going to happen.
A little kid stopped in mid-step to ogle at Atem. "Get a haircut," he said flatly to the former pharaoh.
"Billy! That's not nice!!!" his mother reprimanded. Then she saw Atem's hair.
"Oh my..."
Atem glared some more. "What?" he snapped.
"Come on, son...leave the freak alone..."
"WHAT?!" Atem exploded. "BELIEVE ME LADY, YOU'VE NEVER SEEN A REAL FREAK!!! DOES MY HAIR LOOK LIKE FLUFFY RABBIT EARS?! DO I HAVE A FRIGGIN' LIGHTBULB RIGGED ONTO MY FOREHEAD?! I THINK NOT!!!! NOW GET OUT HERE BEFORE I ARREST YOU BOTH!!!!!!!!!!"
The mother grabbed her son, slung him over her shoulder, and ran away. Atem leaned back onto a wall and smirked. He loved his job.
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Yami Marik stormed throughout the mall.
"I hate malls...they put everything on the shelves, but they don't let you take it!" He glowered some more, before heading into a nearby store...which happened to be Hot Topic.
As soon as Yami Marik entered the outlet, everything stopped.
Preps, punks, Goths, and posers all stared.
The Sennen Eye on Yami Marik's forehead lit up the entire store. A cheer rose up from the crowd.
"WE HAVE FOUND OUR LEADER!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Bakura stepped into the mall. Everything looked normal. Stupid, lazy people sauntered towards their favorite stores. He gripped the twenty dollars in his hand.
The place seemed normal enough...
One store caught Bakura's attention. He began to walk towards it.
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A Goth carefully approached the psycho. "Greetings..." he said in a voice as oily as his dyed hair.
"...Master."
Something clicked inside Yami Marik's mind. He had been called "Master".
At first, he snickered. Then the snickers grew into cackles, which manifested into full-blown manic laughter. Yami Marik's eyes widened, and he looked as psycho as he did when he was dueling the pharaoh. A few of the weaker-hearted preps fainted. Almost everyone else cheered, and lifted him onto their shoulders. Yami Marik threw his head back, and roared:
"ONWARD, SLAVES!!! FWAHAHAHAHA!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
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Daisaigai turned to her audience. "I once said in my bio that I have never seen an evil psycho achieve world domination. Well, I'm not going to do something that drastic...yet. Your mortal lives are safe, for now. This might not end well. You have been warned."
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A large crowd of people was making its way through the mall. They were carrying a very creepy-looking person atop their shoulders, while laughing as loudly as the freak they were supporting.
Seto Kaiba stared at the mass of weirdoes. He had come to the mall to see if he could buy out Radio Shack.
He recognized the madman they were supporting. A conclusion formed in his mind.
Yami no Marik had a band of mind slaves and was attempting another world takeover. Forgetting all his disbeliefs about magic and dark evil spirits, he frantically searched for cover.
Unfortunately for the CEO, Yami Marik spotted him. He muttered something to one of the "mind slaves", and she looked viciously pleased. Kaiba began to back away.
The punky "mind slave" suddenly charged towards Kaiba, shouting, "MASTER'S WILL SHALL BE DONE!!!!!!"
By now, Kaiba was extremely alarmed. He turned and bolted into the nearest store...which was called Clair's. He grabbed a police officer as he ran inside the store.
"Look, stop this band of freaks, and I'll triple your pay-"he glanced at the police officer who he had dragged into the store.
Atem stared at him. "What are you talking about, Kaiba?" he asked suspiciously. He had just returned from getting his daily coffee, and did not have a chance to see the chaos that was forming.
Kaiba screamed. "NOT YOU TOO, YUGI!!!!!!!!!!"
Atem was seriously alarmed now. "Kaiba, calm down, and tell me what's wro-"
"GET AWAY FROM ME, MIND-SLAVE!!!!!!" He bolted from the store. Kaiba had almost reached the threshold, when-
The punky "mind slave" lunged at him, teeth bared. Instinctively, Kaiba leapt backwards behind the threshold.
A scream tore through the air. The punk was writhing on the pink carpet, shrieking in pain. She had landed in the store of DOOM, and was now melting from the deadliness of the pink upholstery.
"Master...I FAILED YOU!!!!!!"
Yami Marik appeared to have no comment on this spectacle. He blinked, then urged his followers on. Atem and Kaiba stared, mouths agape.
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Bakura entered Hot Topic. There was no one there.
Slightly disappointed, he turned to go visit some other store, when he came face-to-face with Yami Marik and his band of followers. Bakura lifted his eyebrows. These people were not being mind-controlled. They did not have that vacant look in the eyes, nor did they speak in two voices. Who in their right minds would choose to follow Yami Marik?
"Meet Bakura, slaves," Yami Marik told his devotees.
Bakura smirked at his rival. "I see you've managed to trick these foolish mortals into carrying you like mules. Their backs must be broken by now."
Yami Marik also smirked at the tomb robber. "These morons are capable of a lot more than you think. They may look dumb, but that's just a disguise."
This comment was so lame and ridiculous, Bakura actually snorted. "Oh please. If they're that dumb, then you could probably convince them to follow me."
Yami Marik realized this was some kind of trick, but he wasn't sure what kind. He had never experienced reverse psychology before, and this could prove to be an immense disadvantage.
"Fine," he said, looking over the people supporting him. "You!" he said, pointing to a particularly greasy-looking prep. "Would you follow this spirit, just from his looks?"
The prep surveyed Bakura, eyes squinted and head cocked to one side. "No," she said.
"His hair isn't, like, black-ish, and has, like, no part. It actually looks like a...a...like a bush. Yeah, a, like, bush. He's wearing, like, a striped shirt, under, like, a, like, mint-green jacket. Pur-leese. And what's with the, like, freaky ring thing? It's so, like totally, weird. Guys, like, don't wear jewelry. And-"
"SHUT UP!!!!!" Bakura exploded. He lunged at the prep, grabbed her, and threw her into Clair's. She began to melt, because of the EVIL pink carpet of DOOM. He shouted over her screams of pain:
"DO YOU REALIZE THE ONE YOU ARE SUPPORTING HAS WHITE HAIR, LIKE MINE, AND IT COULD REPRESENT A HAZARD OF IMPALEMENT IF SOMEONE TOUCHES IT???? AND HE'S WEARING A CAPE????? IS THERE A PPURPOSE FOR THAT??? NOTE ALL THE JEWELRY!!! GOLD EARRINGS AND ARMBANDS AND CHOKERS!!!!! YOU FOOLISH MORTALS DARE CRITISIZE MY WAY OF DRESSING??? IT'S NOT MY FAULT MY STUPID HIKARI CAN'T PICK OUT EVIL-LOOKING CLOTHES!!!!!!!!!"
Bakura fell silent, lacking the necessary amount of oxygen to continue. He panted heavily, glaring at them all.
Yami Marik and his followers stared, looking very foolish with their mouths hanging open. Finally, one of them spoke.
"If what you say is true, then we must put our leader to the test," he said quietly. "TO THE PET SHOP!!!!"
They paraded off towards the pet shop. Yami Marik protested heavily, but they bought a roll of duct-tape and slapped a piece over his mouth. He quieted down after that.
Bakura followed, amused. This was going to be interesting...
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Ahahahaha!! Next stop, pet shop!!! Thanks to Kage Akumu for giving me the idea for the next chapter. Part III of the Mall Saga shall continue shortly. I usually update every week, so don't expect me to just stop working on this fic. I just love reviews. Keep that in mind. I may do a prologue as to how Draculita came about. I need to think about that one, though.
Ta-ta for now.
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