Deadly Wish
Disclaimer: Well. Yeah. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
A/N: My foot. . .got hit by an iron volleyball pole. . .
It's all like. . .black and blue. Ouch. -.-;
Thanks to-
Alex: Haha. Obsessed with Obsession. I see that now. Aerrialls, in the sky. =D
And to soleil-luna-day: Well. I've made a new chapter everyday since I made the fic, so yeah. :D Thanks for the review.
Erm. I am stuck with Micro. Word.
Great. It works fine though.
Ah yes. Anzu was OOC in Chapt. 6. She'll be a little OOC in Chapt. 7.
Hope you don't mind.
'.' Are Yuugi's thoughts.
Summary: Well. Yuugi wishes to be popular. What will happen if his wish becomes true?
~~~
After walking for what seemed like forever, Yuugi began to see a small light, and someone's voice. After running up to the noise, Yuugi saw a small torch lit up, and a rat sitting by the wall. Yuugi hated rats. (A/N: This probably isn't true. Let's just go with it.) Taking the torch, Yuugi walked through the long hallway, glancing at the slimy gray walls to the left and right of him. His shoes hit the floor in a rhymed pattern. A faint scent of fear was in the room, that Yuugi thought was his own scent. He was scared. No more of that "Im a brave kid" shit. Yuugi didn't know where he was, and he could barley breath. The air was heavy again like in his room before he did the ritual, and the flames didn't help. Setting down the torch, Yuugi set off on his quest to find a safe exit again.
Anzu, on the other hand, was going to die. She could feel it ever since the screeching noise was first introduced to her brain. Anzu never knew that without friendship, the world was a dark, violent and bloody world. She never heard about the secret wars around the world. She always thought friendship would solve everything. Well. Now she knew it didn't.
Friendship. Is as far as your heart wants it to go. Anzu didn't even know what to do now. Her friends were gone. Her mysterious wound was still bleeding. Even if she put pressure on it, the blood would go right over her fingers. It was like, the blood needed to leave her body. It NEEDED to go somewhere. . .or. . .to someone. Someone that needed blood to live. Like a vampire almost.
Anzu laughed. She didn't believe in fantasy like dragons and vampires anymore.
It was all fake in her mind. . .
But in real life, it was real. So real.
Back in Domino, everyone was worried about Yuugi's disappearance. The cops, Yuugi's friends, and even Yuugi's teachers were now searching for him. They hadn't found a trace of Yuugi or Anzu. They had disappeared.
Without a trace, except for the note.
That single note that started this whole thing.
Yuugi wished now that he had never read that letter. If popularity was this hard to achieve, then forget it. In Yuugi's mind, this thought corrupted with another.
'Why leave this popularity. All we need is to get out of here.'
Yuugi's mind was at war. A dark side, and a light side.
'This popularity isn't worth our lives.'
'No? Well. We need it.'
Yuugi couldn't take it. He fell to the floor. He needed just to breathe. His mind stopped fighting sometime later, and Yuugi fell asleep against the wall.
Anzu couldn't sleep. Her still-bleeding wound was sore, and she was tired. So tired. Her eyelids shut slowly. Anzu didn't know how much blood she had lost.
Unconsciousness took Anzu swiftly. Her mind was only had one question in it.
Why her?
~~~
Why? Hm.
R&R please and thanks.
Disclaimer: Well. Yeah. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
A/N: My foot. . .got hit by an iron volleyball pole. . .
It's all like. . .black and blue. Ouch. -.-;
Thanks to-
Alex: Haha. Obsessed with Obsession. I see that now. Aerrialls, in the sky. =D
And to soleil-luna-day: Well. I've made a new chapter everyday since I made the fic, so yeah. :D Thanks for the review.
Erm. I am stuck with Micro. Word.
Great. It works fine though.
Ah yes. Anzu was OOC in Chapt. 6. She'll be a little OOC in Chapt. 7.
Hope you don't mind.
'.' Are Yuugi's thoughts.
Summary: Well. Yuugi wishes to be popular. What will happen if his wish becomes true?
~~~
After walking for what seemed like forever, Yuugi began to see a small light, and someone's voice. After running up to the noise, Yuugi saw a small torch lit up, and a rat sitting by the wall. Yuugi hated rats. (A/N: This probably isn't true. Let's just go with it.) Taking the torch, Yuugi walked through the long hallway, glancing at the slimy gray walls to the left and right of him. His shoes hit the floor in a rhymed pattern. A faint scent of fear was in the room, that Yuugi thought was his own scent. He was scared. No more of that "Im a brave kid" shit. Yuugi didn't know where he was, and he could barley breath. The air was heavy again like in his room before he did the ritual, and the flames didn't help. Setting down the torch, Yuugi set off on his quest to find a safe exit again.
Anzu, on the other hand, was going to die. She could feel it ever since the screeching noise was first introduced to her brain. Anzu never knew that without friendship, the world was a dark, violent and bloody world. She never heard about the secret wars around the world. She always thought friendship would solve everything. Well. Now she knew it didn't.
Friendship. Is as far as your heart wants it to go. Anzu didn't even know what to do now. Her friends were gone. Her mysterious wound was still bleeding. Even if she put pressure on it, the blood would go right over her fingers. It was like, the blood needed to leave her body. It NEEDED to go somewhere. . .or. . .to someone. Someone that needed blood to live. Like a vampire almost.
Anzu laughed. She didn't believe in fantasy like dragons and vampires anymore.
It was all fake in her mind. . .
But in real life, it was real. So real.
Back in Domino, everyone was worried about Yuugi's disappearance. The cops, Yuugi's friends, and even Yuugi's teachers were now searching for him. They hadn't found a trace of Yuugi or Anzu. They had disappeared.
Without a trace, except for the note.
That single note that started this whole thing.
Yuugi wished now that he had never read that letter. If popularity was this hard to achieve, then forget it. In Yuugi's mind, this thought corrupted with another.
'Why leave this popularity. All we need is to get out of here.'
Yuugi's mind was at war. A dark side, and a light side.
'This popularity isn't worth our lives.'
'No? Well. We need it.'
Yuugi couldn't take it. He fell to the floor. He needed just to breathe. His mind stopped fighting sometime later, and Yuugi fell asleep against the wall.
Anzu couldn't sleep. Her still-bleeding wound was sore, and she was tired. So tired. Her eyelids shut slowly. Anzu didn't know how much blood she had lost.
Unconsciousness took Anzu swiftly. Her mind was only had one question in it.
Why her?
~~~
Why? Hm.
R&R please and thanks.