Dragon Seal.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh it belongs to whoever it belongs to. Any names you don't recognise belong to me. I own the plot and this flick. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or anything else so please don't sue me.
Genre: Supernatural/?
Rating: PG – 13 for swearing, violence, blood etc.
Summary: Mysterious duellists who wear all black and black cloaks show up in Domino. As duellists from all over Domino and Japan start reporting that duellists dressed in black clothes and black cloaks have stolen their Dragon cards. . .
"Talking,"
'Thinking'
yami to hikari.
/hikari to yami. /
- Dragon dark half talking to half dragon light half. -
-- Half dragon light half talking to dragon dark half. --
(Authoress/Note.)
"Talking/words said in ancient Egyptian"
"Talking/Words said in the language of the dragons."
Flashback.
Yugi Yugi (hikari).
Yami Yugi Yami (yami).
Joey Joey.
Tea Tea.
Triston Triston.
Bakura Ryou (hikari).
Yami Bakura Bakura (yami).
Marik Malik (hikari).
Yami Marik Marik (yami).
Seto Seto.
Mokuba Mokuba.
Serenity Serenity.
Mai Mai.
Duke Duke.
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Chapter 4: The other half of Corwen's soul.
Yami smiled happily to himself he now remembered where he'd seen the silver dreamcatcher. It had belonged Kirwin his Earth Dragon friend back in ancient Egypt. Which would explain where Corwen had got his burning bright-lime-green-eyes from when he was angry. He was half-dragon and half-human. Kirwin was the other half of his soul and the one who had carved the emerald green Earth Dragon symbol of protection on Corwen's back.
Yami looked down at Corwen who was curled up in a ball on Seto's settee. Corwen's black hair with the last 4 inches crimson in colour as well as the underside of his being crimson was because of Kirwin. Kirwin's hair had been black with the last 4 inches emerald-green in colour as well as the underside of his hair being emerald-green in colour as well.
Yami frowned and tilted his head to one side when Corwen began to mumble in his sleep. The tri-coloured dark's eyes widen when he realised what Corwen was mumbling in dragon.
"Please father don't … please don't hurt me. Mum help me … make him stop … please stop I'll be good I'll revise. Stop saying that I'm not a whore I'm not!"
Tears began to leak from Corwen's closed eyed they caught the firelight and sparkled orange and yellow. Yami couldn't take seeing the young black and crimson haired teen in pain. He knelt down on the floor next to the settee and gently shook Corwen awake.
Corwen opened his bright-lime-green-eyes and blinked a few times. Then he uncurled himself and rolled over to face the tri-coloured dark. Corwen blinked at him. 'Why did Yami wake me unless he knows and understands dragon language, which would mean he knows what I said … Oh God!' Corwen thought.
"Are you all right?" Yami asked. Corwen nodded his head and flashed Yami a quick smile and sat up. Yami knew Corwen was lying to him but he didn't press it. Corwen looked at the fire blazing away in the fireplace. His father was right he was nothing more then a whore with stupid two-coloured hair and a slight duelling talent. Corwen signed as a fog of depression blanketed his mind.
Joey, Yugi and Mokuba walked in they were smiling and talking about the friendly duel that Yugi and Mokuba had just had, which Yugi had won of course. The doorbell rang. Seto came into the room followed by Triston, Duke, Mai and Tea.
"Triston did you bring the pizzas?" Joey asked. His friend smiled and said,
"Is the only thing you think about food?"
"Yeah of course." Joey replied.
"Come on let's eat." Mokuba said as he walked towards the kitchen.
/Come on Yami. / Yugi said. Yami got up and followed his aibou into Seto's big kitchen.
Corwen signed it was just typical that they forget to bother to ask him if he wanted anything to eat. 'Not like I'm hungry anyway.' The black and crimson teen thought.
- Cor, are you all right? - the concerned voice of Kirwin his through their mind link.
-- I'm fine. -- Corwen lied. There was a flash of soft silver light. Kirwin was now sitting next to Corwen.
- I know you're lying. - Kirwin said softly. He knew that his hikari was feeling depressed again because of his nightmare about his father.
Kirwin wrapped his arms around Corwen and pulled the depressed hikari against his chest. Corwen sighed softly and snuggled into the warmth of his other half. Kirwin began to pet his light's hair. 'My father's right I'm nothing more then a whore I might as well commit suicide.' Corwen thought. Kirwin flinched at his light's thoughts.
- Please don't say that about yourself! You're not a whore! Your father is a lying drunken bastard who doesn't know anything! And don't even think about trying to top yourself … I said I'd be there to protect you even if I've got to protect you from yourself! - Kirwin pleaded with hikari.
Corwen looked up at his other half through tear glazed bright-lime-green-eyes. Kirwin smiled down at him and hugged tighter. Corwen blinked away his tears and smiled at Kirwin.
-- You care? -- Corwen questioned his pure blood dark dragon other half of his soul.
- Of course I do. - Kirwin answered without hesitation.
Corwen closed his eyes he was tired and still feeling sore because the school bullies beat him up earlier. Kirwin smiled down at tired hikari.
- Sleep hikari. - Kirwin whispered.
-- 'kay night. -- Corwen answered sleepily.
Seto and his friends walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. They stood there staring at Corwen who was fast asleep in the arms of a strange black and emerald-green haired teen.
"Who's that?" Mokuba asked in a whisper.
"Its Kirwin he's Corwen's other half." Yami answered. The gang blinked at him.
"Like when did he arrive?" Tea asked.
"I don't know, he probable left his soul room when we all went into the kitchen." Yami answered but he wasn't quite sure.
The bright-blue-eyed teenage duellist stood at the window looking at Yugi and his friends standing in Seto's living room. His eyes fell on the sleeping forms of his two friends. He smiled they both needed to rest so. He put his hand inside his cloak and pulled out a knife. His knife had a blue handle in the shape of a dragon and a metal blade, which reflected the firelight. He pushed the blade of the knife into the soft wood of the windowsill. And turned and left the knife being the only trace that he'd been there.
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