Lady Amaya: I wish I owned Yu-Gi-Oh! But I don't. *sniffs* On with the story!
Blood Shed Past
Forgotten dreams
~~~Dark's P.OV.~~~
I look into the distant darkness. My soul room is indeed strange. It was a bottomless pit of water. But . . . for some strange reason I can never go under the water. It is like a regular floor for me. Solid. But me feet are wet if I walk on the water. In a circle there are ivory pillars that had water flowing gently from the top/ In the middle of this circle there was a one of those things that there are three steps up to and it was a new floor that had at least a fifteen diameter. On that there is an altar. . . I haven't a clue why it is there. After a few thousand years I was able to use some of the power that were granted to me when I died. I can appear in dreams . . . but the person has to be near me. That's how I set up a lot for my reincarnation and myself. I made sure that once I was found by my reincarnation that there would be few problems that would have to be dealt with. I wanted to be able to get in contact with Yugioh with as few problems as possible. Many would assume that what I am trapped in is a millennium item. I scoff at those. This thing was created just for me. And my reincarnation. None other can touch this. But . . . it could not be touched because the box golden box that it rested it has far to complex a puzzle. You have to move pieces on it in order to moved the locks and create a handle. Only my reincarnation would be able to do that. And Aibou did. We are still a bit distant from each other. I guess we both are getting used to being so close to the Pharaoh and his reincarnation. Both of us have strong ties to them. But . . . perhaps I should be honest with my Aibou . . . I lied. The Pharaoh . . . he barely looks like with father. Only the main style of his hair, his gender, and the black in his hair. I haven't even told my Aibou about myself. It's not like we don't like each other, we have a great time whenever we talk. And I have never allowed my hikura to see me. Not yet. We get along every well. But . . . we both have painful pasts . . . ones that are hard to get over . . . impossible to forget. And seen the Pharaoh and his Aibou . . . takes some of the pain away.
~~~End P.O.V.~~~
Yugi tossed and turned in his bed.
Yugi ran. There was nothing but darkness all around him.
"Yami! Grandpa! Someone help!!!" There was no answer. Yugi dropped to his knees and silent tear flowed from his eyes. Suddenly he was surrounded by mist. It clear. He was in the desert. It was nighttime. The sand was snow white. He was sitting on a stone floor. It was a large circle. With a diameter of maybe . . . 30 feet. There was some stone pillars on the other side. On there was water there was flowing from the top of them into the pool they rose out of. This waster . . . it had a strange shine to it . . . so pure . . . the shine seemed to be a light lavender that faded into a light blue. And there was a sparkle to the water. There was a figure standing in front of the pillars. Yugi couldn't make out anything other than the figure being a female. "Who . . . who are you?" The figure turned. Apparently she had had her back to him. White ribbons shot out from behind the woman. They wrapped around her and lifted her up into the sky. The moon was behind her now giving her a glow. She seemed to reach out to him. Yugi reached up to her. But he was grabbed from behind. It was white ribbons. They lifted him up. For a second he was eye level with the woman. Suddenly he was yanked back. The ribbons were pulling him down and away from the woman. Yugi had started to go under the ground because of the ribbons. They were pulling on him hard. Soon, the white sand had past his shoulders. He soon lost site of the woman. But instead of being under sand he was under water. Yugi lowered his head. That when he heard it. It was soft. And had an echo effect.
"A snake only strike when close . . . " Yugi looked around. He didn't see anyone. It just looked like some kind of an old abandon building underwater. " . . . a snake only strike when close . . ." The ribbons loosened their grip. A single white ribbon shot up from the darkness beneath him. It wrapped itself around his leg and Yugi was pulled down into the darkness. Yugi started to scream.
Yugi woke up screaming. Yami appeared next to him.
"Yugi! What is it?!" Yami heard his Aibou's grandpa running to the door and opening it.
"Yami? Yugi? What's wrong?" Yami didn't take his eyes of Yugi.
"I don't know. Yugi won't say anything." Yugi kept crying. After about ten minutes he fell back asleep. Solomon looked at Yami. Yami held Yugi as he slept.
The next day at school Yugi left without saying a word. Ms. Dublin had been there for about four weeks. He went to his homeroom without any stops other than his locker. He didn't pay any attention to anyone else. His friends just thought that he was talking to Yami. He didn't notice Ms. Dublin looking at him with concern. Then bell rang. Yugi was having the worst headache. During his history class Yugi fell asleep.
" . . . Yugi . . ." It was a woman's voice. Soft and caring. "Yugi . . . wake up sleepy head." Yugi opened his eyes to see his mother. She looked just like she did when that picture was taken of her in front of the tree. She gave a small laugh and started to walk away. Yugi sat up. He was in a meadow. The only thing for miles around was that tree. Yugi got up and ran towards his mother.
"Wait!!! Mom!!! Come back!!!" No matter how fast Yugi ran is mother kept on moving away from him. She seemed to be gaining distance. Yugi heard a sound behind him. He turned and saw a woman. She had her back to him. She was wearing what looked like the Cyber Armor Mai would always equipped Harpy Lady with. Only it was blood red. The main body of the armor was red but it would fade into black when it come to any extensions of the armor. She had skin tight black leather pants. She had her head down so he couldn't see her hair. The woman then lifted up her head. She held it up and put in a bun. Her hair was blood red. It was damp and dripped red liquid on to the ground. The woman dipped her hand in a bowl. When she pulled it out it was covered with a dark liquid. She reached up to where her face was. Then reached in front of her and put something else on her face. She turned around. What she had put on her face was a gold mask. Two crimson eyes. And her right cheek and her mouth weren't covered. A servant woman came up to her and handed her a helmet. It was gold and had the design of the Mystical Elf's head piece. But was still a helmet.
"Milady, do you think it wise to cover you hair in blood?" The woman smudged blood on to her lips.
"I do it because in this because red represents fire. And fire can save a man's life or cost a man his life. It all depends on the situation. And now I am like that. I can spare a man or kill him. It all depends." The servant nodded and walked off. Yugi followed the woman as she walked through the palace. She went to a room were a servant put a silver cape on her. Then she went to another room and another servant gave her a sword and a few daggers. She finally walked out the gate. There was a great army out there. A black stallion was there. The woman climbed on top of the horse. She walked the stallion back and forth as she gave a speech. Yugi couldn't hear any of it. But from the reaction of the army he could tell it was great. It a swirl of light Yugi was on a battle field. The army that the woman had been speaking to was their. Just then a man fell dead in front of him. He looked up and saw the woman on the black stallion with her sword drawn. She fought some other people. The horse reared up and was about to come down on Yugi when someone tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around and saw his mother. Her eyes slowly opened.
"Mother . . ."
Yugi opened his eyes to a pair of violet eyes. " . . . where are you?"
"Right in front of you Mr. Mutoh." Yugi realized that Ms. Dublin had squatted down to see eye to eye with him. Yugi jumped out of his chair and about 2 feet away from Ms. Dublin. The chair toppled over. Ms. Dublin shook her head and walked to the front of the class and continued the lesson. Yugi sat back down and tired to listen to the lesson. After what seemed like an eternity the bell rang. Everyone ran out of the run. Yugi was packing up when Ms. Dublin called him over to her desk.
"Yes Ms. Dublin?"
"Mr. Mutoh . . . did you mind if I call you Yugi right now?" Yugi looked at Ms. Dublin strangely.
"That's alright . . ." Was this a new tactic teachers were using when giving detention?
"Don't worry, it's nothing bad." Yugi relaxed. "Yugi, is something wrong?"
"What do you mean Ms. Dublin?" Ms. Dublin sighed.
"It's just that you seem out of it. Not yourself. Do you want to talk?" Yugi looked at the ground.
"I have Math next . . ." Ms. Dublin smiled.
"Of course . . . then how about after school? You can use my cell phone to call home. It may take awhile." Yugi looked up at Ms. Dublin. He nodded. Ms. Dublin reached into her desk and pulled out a piece of paper. She scribbled something on it and sighed it. "Here." Yugi looked at the note dumbfound. Ms. Dublin raised and eyebrow. "Your math teacher . . . you are going to be later after all." As if on cue the bell rang. Yugi ran to his locker and then to his math class. He got strange looks from his friends when he came in and gave the note to his teacher. He sat down and for tired to listen.
\Yugi?/
\\ . . . yeah?//
\What was that dream about?/
\\I don't want to talk about it.// Yugi snapped.
\But Yugi,-/
\\Yami! I'm trying to listen to the lesson! Don't talk to me!// Yami was hurt and confused.
\ . . . alright . . . / Yugi mentally slapped himself. 'What's wrong with me? I've never snapped at Yami. He didn't do anything to me . . . he was just worried . . . ' Yugi didn't pay any attention to anyone till Chemistry. Ms. Dublin came in and and told the class that they weren't going to do anything seeing as it was a Friday and next winter break started tomorrow. That meant two weeks no school. She said that they could talk quiet amongst themselves and she would allow them to play Duel Monsters if they didn't let it get out of hand. Yugi didn't have a clue as to what he should do. He didn't want to play Duel Monsters today, he didn't want to do his Math homework, and he didn't want to talk to anyone. He just wanted to think. So Yugi reached into his notebook and pulled out a clean sheet of notebook paper and began to doodle. Every now and then he cast a glance towards Ms. Dublin. She was busy on the classroom computer. He hands were moving at what seemed to be Mach 4. 'Man can she type! I wonder want she wants to talk about after school.' Ms. Dublin however, did not have the time to let her mind wonder. If anyone was to look at the screen they would see that whatever she was typing was in a different language. An ancient one at that.
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Ms. Dublin finally stopped typing long enough to reach for a coffee cup on her desk. She then notice the deathly quiet room. Ms. Dublin looked up to see all the students staring at her. She quietly sweatdropped and cleared her throat.
"How come you can never be this quiet when the class begins?" She then went back to typing. This time not so fast because it was all the noise that the key board had been making that caught everyone's attention. Soon enough the bell rang once more. The final class. After this he would call his grandpa and then talk to Ms. Dublin. He was so curious. Yes . . . it was to talk about what was bothering him but . . . couldn't she just send him to the counselor. Or just have a few words with him. Ms. Dublin came in a few minutes after the bell. She always did for some strange reason. She came in and took a small little bean bag off her desk. She went and sat on the stool in front. Ms. Dublin looked at all her students. After the first few days she had them rearrange desks. Now they were in a semi-circle on her desk was off to the side. In front there was a podium and a stool behind that. "OK class, I hope you all read the chapter. Because we are going to discuss the chapter. Who wants to talk about Lady Lost and why she had an affair with Lord Flacon?" Several raised their hands. The kids loved this part of class. Ms. Dublin usually had them discuss whatever was the homework. And the kids like that because they didn't have to sit there and fill out two tons of information sheets about it. "Miss. Gardner." Ms. Dublin tossed the bean bag to Tea. There was only one rule during this time. Well, one rule other than school rules, and if that rule was broke they would spend the rest of the year doing worksheets instead. You don't talk unless you have the bean bag. Nobody minded this rule. Ms. Dublin was only referring to things off topic. The class period went fast. They spent the period going over the chapter. Then, Ms. Dublin looked up at the clock. "Alright, pack up your things. There are three minutes left." She took the bean bag and set it back on her desk. The next three minutes she allowed the class to talk quietly. Finally the bell rang. Everyone scurried out of the classroom. Yugi stood up and walked over to Ms. Dublin. "Yugi, why don't you go pack up. Then after that would you mind waiting outside my door. I have some phone calls that I would like to make." Yugi smiled.
"I don't mind." Ms. Dublin reached into her desk and handed him a cell phone and a piece of paper. It had ten digits on it.
"That's my cell in case your grandpa has to call you." Yugi nodded.
"Thank you." Ms. Dublin gave a small laugh.
"Your welcome. And if you want, so you don't get bored, there are games on it. And internet connection." Yugi thanked her once more and ran to go get his stuff packed up. He saw his friends and told them that they should go on without him. They were reluctant at first but then left. Yugi walked back to the classroom. He looked at the cell phone. Yugi sighed, turned it on and dialed his grandpa. After a few rings his grandpa answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi Grandpa! Listen, I won't be home for awhile. I have a number that you can reach me at if something happens." He heard his Grandpa laugh.
"Yugi, did you forget? I'll be leaving in ten minutes. I'll be gone for three weeks."
"I'm sorry grandpa. I did forget."
"That's ok. Well, goodbye."
"Bye grandpa." Yugi sighed. 'Now, I guess I have to what.'
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