Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-OH! So don't sue me.
Author's notes: This will definately be shorter than the rest of the Family Heirlooms Saga. Pegasus is only slightly unstable, Danielle is little more than a walking corpse for the most part. Ryou isn't exactly faring well either. None the less this going to have a very Silent Hill-ish feel to it. (Dark glooming and enough to scare the shit out of you at times.) Let's just say you know Danielle's "Powers"? Well their kindly on the fritz in the absense of her sanity. And let's not forget Vincent Danielle's psychologist sticking his nose where it doesn't belong.
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Report 1: A stray child
She sat there her head swaying idoly to the side her fingers wrenching at eachother. She was by far his most difficult case to crack. She was like...It was like she should have already died years ago but he body was still being held to this world. It was like someone had brought her body back, but forgot to restore her soul. For three Years her father had been bringing her to him in hopes that perhaps he could point out something that would "wake her up" No such luck though. Dimmed emeralds were boring into him. Yes Vincent could take a lot of things but looking this particular patient in the face was not one of them. "SO Danielle... I'm not going to play around, You do know you've been coming to me for quiet some time now don't you?" His blue eyed gaze was only greeted by the same blank stare. The red hairs fell idoly around her face as she sat on the floor before him. The brilliant green eyes were only matched by the redness surrounding them,wether from lack of sleep or naturally she was the perfect portrait of mental illness. "Danielle Listen to me." He stood from his chair and walked over to the girl glasping a hand under her chin and staring her strait in the face. It filled him with fear to get a close up of those vacant eyes. If he were to believe in things such as the living dead he would believe she was one of them. "Danielle I can't do anything to help you if you won't talk." She said nothing but placed her hand absently on his feeling it as though she didn't believe it was there. Perhaps even her father was afraid to touch her. "Can you at least tell me what's wrong with you? " He asked tucking back a fallen strand of his own black hair and pushing his glasses back onto his nose. The emeralds still lusterless as they may be stared with a strange gleam of insanity into his very soul as she showed the first signs of comprehenshion in the entire years of her treatment. In all the records of previous doctors she had been to She had never even shown any signs that she heard them. Her lips curved softly into a smile, a smile which for the most part freaked him out entirely. "...Ryou..." The voice which emerged from between the strangely smiling lips sounded so soft, like silk, but barely audible. Perhaps she had spoken before and he was just a bit to angry with her to hear it. "Who is.." There was a sharp knock at the door cutting him off. "Doctor, It's time for your next appointment!" He froze and looked to the clock. "Damn it." He said to himself as the girl rose from the floor. Walking slowly towards the door. "Um..." He had no ideal what to say. Knowing she was capable of human speach didn't really change much now did it?
The people walked the streets perfectly crowding it so that you had to hold you nose and try your best to swim through it to get to where you were going. Your only problem was hoping not to run out of air before a space came up. Ryou hurridley slammed the door to resturaunt which he now worked in to pay tuition to college. Tieing his apron the best he could he walked into the kitchen. Malik sat in the break room a cigarette smoking in the ash tray beside him. "Welcome to another day in Burger Hell Ryou." He said blantly. "Mr. Manager is on the warpath right now. I'd advise you put on the phony grin or your gonna get fired." He chuckled at his friend. Malik was pretty much the only friend he had kept after high school They had gotten a job and shared a dorm room after Isis had thrown Malik out. "I'll keep that in mind." He said putting on that fake smile everyone knew so well. He never smiled anymore. Losing someone precious to you can do that. Although he was certain Danielle was still alive he remembered riding his bike past the house of the crawfords on his paper route and seeing it worse for wear. A for sale sigh hanging from a post which creaked in the breeze. The grass growing up reasonably around the fence. The porch covered in vines the old porch swing creaking the the autum winds. He guess Pegasus just couldn't live in that old house. To many memories trying to force their way out. He had long since pushed away his own mental block. Better to accept it than let the memories one day come back and kill you. He clocked in and walked to the counter that false smile still on his face as a tall lanky black haired boy walked towards the other register. Saphires looking rather unamused as he sighed. "Morning Karasu." Ryou said dimmly to the boy with silk waist length black hair. "Morning Ryou." He said softly before stiffening as Ryou noticed the manager glaring holes through them both. Conversation at work was limited to saying "Hello May I take your order, and Would you like fries with that? The manager was of course a short chunky middle aged man with a pudgy almost always purple face a mustache which was always kept well combed, it was however a joke between the three of his ONLY workers that he had more hair in his mustache than he did on his head. Yep you guessed it. He was almost entirely bald. "What have I told you about yaking on the job?" Karasu and Ryou exchanged annoyed glances and then "I'm sorry Sir" at the same time.
Work was never really that strenuos aside from having a manager who seemed to think that the only place in town offering jobs was his shop and that it was best there was. Needless to say most of the locals avoided the place at the threat of getting killed by mr. psycho manager. The three of them were always glad when the day was over.
"So, is anyone else thinking about just quiting on him right now?" Malik asked with a smile as he lit up a cigarette. "Could you please refrain from lighting those damn cancer sticks up when your around me?" Karasu crossed his arms a frown etched on his pale face as he glared at the blonde. Karasu was to say the least one of the Psycho enviromentalists and was convinced that by hanging around with Malik he was shortening his life span. And by going out with Malik he was quiet litterally asking God for Death. Yes that's right, Malik had takent he road less traveled and it had been one of the reasons Isis had thrown him out. Would you really want the prospect of coming in to find you brother doing it with some other guy? Nope nuh uh not a chance. But Ryou was slightly more lienient on the issue of Malik and Karasu's sex life. For one, that nice little DO Not Disturb sigh which hung on their door whenever Malik was "Busy"
"Well Excuse me HONEY." Ryou couldn't help but chuckle at this they were total opposites but yet got along so well. Ryou could only think of one person whom reminded him of a relationship like theirs. His own with Danielle...well before he had made the wish which resulted in her no longer being around. It had kept her from dying but..It had also taken her away from him. The red head who had been deemed insane was no longer remembered by anyone who had known her before. "Ryou! Ryou! Earth to Ryou!" Malik bonked him in the side of the head. "Man, How many times are you gonna space out like that per week?" He sighed softly at his friend. "You know maybe you need to see someone about this lack of attention to things you have." He sighed softly. "Yeah maybe I do."
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Well what do you think? I'm not gonna beg but I'd like to have som reviews. At least one before I go on to the second chapter.
Author's notes: This will definately be shorter than the rest of the Family Heirlooms Saga. Pegasus is only slightly unstable, Danielle is little more than a walking corpse for the most part. Ryou isn't exactly faring well either. None the less this going to have a very Silent Hill-ish feel to it. (Dark glooming and enough to scare the shit out of you at times.) Let's just say you know Danielle's "Powers"? Well their kindly on the fritz in the absense of her sanity. And let's not forget Vincent Danielle's psychologist sticking his nose where it doesn't belong.
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Report 1: A stray child
She sat there her head swaying idoly to the side her fingers wrenching at eachother. She was by far his most difficult case to crack. She was like...It was like she should have already died years ago but he body was still being held to this world. It was like someone had brought her body back, but forgot to restore her soul. For three Years her father had been bringing her to him in hopes that perhaps he could point out something that would "wake her up" No such luck though. Dimmed emeralds were boring into him. Yes Vincent could take a lot of things but looking this particular patient in the face was not one of them. "SO Danielle... I'm not going to play around, You do know you've been coming to me for quiet some time now don't you?" His blue eyed gaze was only greeted by the same blank stare. The red hairs fell idoly around her face as she sat on the floor before him. The brilliant green eyes were only matched by the redness surrounding them,wether from lack of sleep or naturally she was the perfect portrait of mental illness. "Danielle Listen to me." He stood from his chair and walked over to the girl glasping a hand under her chin and staring her strait in the face. It filled him with fear to get a close up of those vacant eyes. If he were to believe in things such as the living dead he would believe she was one of them. "Danielle I can't do anything to help you if you won't talk." She said nothing but placed her hand absently on his feeling it as though she didn't believe it was there. Perhaps even her father was afraid to touch her. "Can you at least tell me what's wrong with you? " He asked tucking back a fallen strand of his own black hair and pushing his glasses back onto his nose. The emeralds still lusterless as they may be stared with a strange gleam of insanity into his very soul as she showed the first signs of comprehenshion in the entire years of her treatment. In all the records of previous doctors she had been to She had never even shown any signs that she heard them. Her lips curved softly into a smile, a smile which for the most part freaked him out entirely. "...Ryou..." The voice which emerged from between the strangely smiling lips sounded so soft, like silk, but barely audible. Perhaps she had spoken before and he was just a bit to angry with her to hear it. "Who is.." There was a sharp knock at the door cutting him off. "Doctor, It's time for your next appointment!" He froze and looked to the clock. "Damn it." He said to himself as the girl rose from the floor. Walking slowly towards the door. "Um..." He had no ideal what to say. Knowing she was capable of human speach didn't really change much now did it?
The people walked the streets perfectly crowding it so that you had to hold you nose and try your best to swim through it to get to where you were going. Your only problem was hoping not to run out of air before a space came up. Ryou hurridley slammed the door to resturaunt which he now worked in to pay tuition to college. Tieing his apron the best he could he walked into the kitchen. Malik sat in the break room a cigarette smoking in the ash tray beside him. "Welcome to another day in Burger Hell Ryou." He said blantly. "Mr. Manager is on the warpath right now. I'd advise you put on the phony grin or your gonna get fired." He chuckled at his friend. Malik was pretty much the only friend he had kept after high school They had gotten a job and shared a dorm room after Isis had thrown Malik out. "I'll keep that in mind." He said putting on that fake smile everyone knew so well. He never smiled anymore. Losing someone precious to you can do that. Although he was certain Danielle was still alive he remembered riding his bike past the house of the crawfords on his paper route and seeing it worse for wear. A for sale sigh hanging from a post which creaked in the breeze. The grass growing up reasonably around the fence. The porch covered in vines the old porch swing creaking the the autum winds. He guess Pegasus just couldn't live in that old house. To many memories trying to force their way out. He had long since pushed away his own mental block. Better to accept it than let the memories one day come back and kill you. He clocked in and walked to the counter that false smile still on his face as a tall lanky black haired boy walked towards the other register. Saphires looking rather unamused as he sighed. "Morning Karasu." Ryou said dimmly to the boy with silk waist length black hair. "Morning Ryou." He said softly before stiffening as Ryou noticed the manager glaring holes through them both. Conversation at work was limited to saying "Hello May I take your order, and Would you like fries with that? The manager was of course a short chunky middle aged man with a pudgy almost always purple face a mustache which was always kept well combed, it was however a joke between the three of his ONLY workers that he had more hair in his mustache than he did on his head. Yep you guessed it. He was almost entirely bald. "What have I told you about yaking on the job?" Karasu and Ryou exchanged annoyed glances and then "I'm sorry Sir" at the same time.
Work was never really that strenuos aside from having a manager who seemed to think that the only place in town offering jobs was his shop and that it was best there was. Needless to say most of the locals avoided the place at the threat of getting killed by mr. psycho manager. The three of them were always glad when the day was over.
"So, is anyone else thinking about just quiting on him right now?" Malik asked with a smile as he lit up a cigarette. "Could you please refrain from lighting those damn cancer sticks up when your around me?" Karasu crossed his arms a frown etched on his pale face as he glared at the blonde. Karasu was to say the least one of the Psycho enviromentalists and was convinced that by hanging around with Malik he was shortening his life span. And by going out with Malik he was quiet litterally asking God for Death. Yes that's right, Malik had takent he road less traveled and it had been one of the reasons Isis had thrown him out. Would you really want the prospect of coming in to find you brother doing it with some other guy? Nope nuh uh not a chance. But Ryou was slightly more lienient on the issue of Malik and Karasu's sex life. For one, that nice little DO Not Disturb sigh which hung on their door whenever Malik was "Busy"
"Well Excuse me HONEY." Ryou couldn't help but chuckle at this they were total opposites but yet got along so well. Ryou could only think of one person whom reminded him of a relationship like theirs. His own with Danielle...well before he had made the wish which resulted in her no longer being around. It had kept her from dying but..It had also taken her away from him. The red head who had been deemed insane was no longer remembered by anyone who had known her before. "Ryou! Ryou! Earth to Ryou!" Malik bonked him in the side of the head. "Man, How many times are you gonna space out like that per week?" He sighed softly at his friend. "You know maybe you need to see someone about this lack of attention to things you have." He sighed softly. "Yeah maybe I do."
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Well what do you think? I'm not gonna beg but I'd like to have som reviews. At least one before I go on to the second chapter.