Yami Amanda: Hello, Amanda is busy at the moment, so she asked me to post this chappie.
Closet: Mmph! rattling noises coming from closet
YA: Hee, hee...pay no attention, giant dust bunnies... closes opening door w/foot
Closet: Mmmmmmmph!!!
YA: Well...now for the disclamers...
Bakura: I want to do them!
YA: NO!
B: YES!
B&YA: start screaming
YA: AMANDA DOESN'T OWN YU-GI-OH...
B: ...OR HARRY POTTER...
YA: OR YAMI AMANDA...
B: calming down Wait, aren't YOU Yami Amanda?
YA: Yes...
B: Then she does own you...
YA: NO COMMENT!
B: Whatever, here's chapter four...
YA: Wait!
B: WHAT NOW!?!
YA: I forgot to mention that...the Authoress more rattling noises come from closet Is using most of the stuff form Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, but there will be some...changes.
B: So....Is this like the sixth year at Hogwarts?
YA: Something like that...so with that in mind....READ!!!
FYI: /Ryou talking to Bakura Bakura talking to Ryou'Ryou thinking''Bakura thinking'Yugi Talking Yami talking ' Thinking' 'thinking'
Chapter 4While Ryou was asleep Bakura was still pondering about the cat. Then he realized something wasn't right. Bakura could feel Ryou's body start to tingle all over. 'MAGIC!' Bakura thought, outraged. He quickly took over the body and jumped up.
"Wh...wha...what!?!" The yellow haired boy cried out as Bakura knocked him over. "My sleep spell should have worked!"
Suddenly it was too much for Bakura. He was about to steal the kids soul, when the black cat jumped on him. The kid's high-pitched voice called out in terror, but as soon as the cat's claws came in contact with him , his voice got lower and he began to change into an old man.
"What's this!?!" Bakura yelled, still too mad about the magic to really pay attention to the change.
The old man wasn't listening, though. He was too busy ranting incoherent thimgs. "He told me you traveled alone, False. He told me you were just a boy, true. He told me you weren't a wizard, False! He said you couldn't use magic, FALSE, FALSE, FALSE!!!"
Bakura looked at the man in disgust, Clearly he didn't know who he was messing with. "I am not just a mere boy, I am the Tomb Robber and Stealer of Souls! Tell your superiors that they'll have to do better than that to get rid of me."
The man had stopped his raving in order to listen to Bakura.
'Hmm, it would be a waste of time to steal his soul,' Bakura thought.
Then the man came to his senses, and he said, his voice dripping with venom, "My lord will stop you. Do whatever you like to me, it doesn't matter, because my lord will prevail!"
Bakura was about to remark to the man that he was sick of listening to his meaningless threats, when the man dropped to the floor with a shudder. Then his arms began to twitch convulsively and blood started to trickle out of the corner of his mouth.
"My lord, my liege...no...I...won't...fail...you...one...more chance..." he said trying to sit up. With those final words, the man slumped to the ground, dead.
The body began to twitch and glow an azure color and then it disappeared. At the same time Ryou woke up from the sleeping spell.
/What happened?!?/
It seems that Voldemort has taken an interest in us.
/Why?/
Maybe it's because of my shadow powers.
/But how do they know?/
It doesn't take a genius to figure something isn't right with us...the hair, the millennium ring, the way you always space out...need I go on?
/No./ Ryou sighed, talking to Bakura wasn't easy...
Bakura looked down at the spot where the man once lay, there was nothing except the faint smell of blood in the air.
/Hey, have you seen Alemi?/
'The cat, it was the one to break the spell... but what caused it to jump on him, and at that time? I'll find out that cat's secret soon enough!'
Ryou took control when the train had slowed to a stop. Hurrying, he grabbed his bag and started to walk out the door when the cat meowed pitifully.
He looked down at it and sighed. "I'm not sure if my dad is going to like this, but I'll bring you..."
He carefully picked up the cat. He never had a pet before and this was probably as close as he was going to get.
Ryou followed the line of people getting off the train. He stopped by the old lady's compartment to see if she hadn't changed her mind and wanted the cat, but she wasn't there. In fact, it appeared that she had never been there at all.
"That's weird." He said to himself.
The cat looked up with questioning eyes. Ryou went inside further. Everything from the old lady to her suitcase that Ryou and Bakura helped drag in was missing. Ryou's eyes scanned the room again, this time he noticed the piece of paper wedged in between the seat cushions.
He carefully slid the piece of paper out and looked at it. He nearly dropped it in surpise when he saw what was written on it in green ink.
Mr. R. Bakura Train 9 Compartment 12Ryou looked back at his compartment door and sure enough, it was compartment number twelve.
Almost everyone was off the train now. Ryou stuffed the letter, unopened, in his pack and took off running towards the exit.
As soon as he stepped off the train he knew that he was in trouble. Three groups of very different looking people were coming towards him, and fast.
To his left the group of people looked normal, except for the fact that Bakura said he sensed magic of some sort coming from them. Also they all carried sticks with them.
The same went for the group in front of him, except they were all wearing black.
That left the people on his right, but as to who they were, it was no mystery. Just by looking at them Ryou could tell that they were the thugs his father had hired (not many people wear sunglasses on a sunny day).
He spun around and tried to get back on the train. The ticket collector was in the way, glaring at Ryou. He asked in a snide voice, "What do YOU want?"
"I left my..." Ryou began.
"No, you didn't. We've looked over the train and nothing was found. Now go before I lose my patience."
How about we stay and he can watch me lose my patience.
/Not now Bakura.../Ryou said warningly.
I never get to do anything I want.Bakura complained.
Ryou turned around. All three groups were making their way through the throng of people.
He took a chance. He held the cat more tightly and started to run. Just as he was passing between the normal people and the people wearing black. Bakura said, There's a strong magic force coming at us from the weirdoes in black.
A few seconds later Ryou felt something hit his body. The force alone could have sent him sprawling, except for the fact that it was a paralysis spell.
Ryou felt all tingly as his legs ceased to move. Then he started to grow extremely cold. Just as Ryou thought he could take no more of the icy torture, Bakura said magic from the others.
Then Ryou's feet started to warm up. But the coldness seemed to be more powerful because the warmth was diminishing. His body was almost completely engulfed in the searing icy pain. It was just too much for Ryou, he blacked out.
At this Bakura got mad. Nobody messed around with his hikari except him! He was thinking of ways to torture the people when he realized that he had a problem. Ryou's body was being held by magic. Should he take control and hope that the paralysis diminishes, or should he wait, since he knew nothing about the magic being used.
Ryou's body moved slightly, then rose a couple centimeters off the ground. Whoever caught Ryou was literally reeling him in.
Bakura took control just as he touched the ground. Just as he had hoped, the magic didn't work on him. The black robed figure reached towards him, unaware of Bakura's mobility.
Bakura quickly reached out and grabbed him by the front of his robes, holding the short man inches above the ground.
"Bu..but...You're suppose to be paralyzed." The bald man whined.
"You seriously didn't think your pathetic excuse for magic would do something to me, did you? Heh!" Bakura said with disgust. "Now, take it off."
The wizard, knowing that Bakura wouldn't want him to reverse the paralyzation spell unless it affected him, decided to use it to his advantage.
"If you come quietly back with me to my lord, I'll consider reversing the spell..."
Bakura tightened his grasp on the little man. "You will reverse it now, or you will be going back to your lord in itsy, bitsy, pieces. Hmm... or maybe without a soul..."
'This man's soul would be a waste of time to steal, yeesh, two loosers in one day, and the shadow realm would probably reject him...but...'
The man gulped.
"But I'll make a deal with you...reverse the spell...and you go free..."
Silence
Bakura put the man down and picked up the stick.
"Now, do we have a deal, or not?"
"No." The little bald man replied, watching Bakura nervously as he waved his wand around.
'What's this...why is he looking nervously at this stick...unless'
Bakura tried to negotiate again. "You reverse the spell, and I won't break this."
Wormtail's eyes grew real wide, then he tried to cover up his expression with a cough. "O..okay, but I need to use that..." he said, pointing to the wand.
Bakura handed it to him, but not before saying, "If you try anything, I'll send you to the shadow realm."
Wormtail had never heard of the shadow realm, but it didn't sound too pleasant.
Bakura glared at him threateningly. Slowly Wormtail reached for the 'stick' and chanted something in monotones.
Bakura could immediately feel the magic dissipating. Ryou's breathing and body temperature were returning to normal.
'Good,' Bakura thought. Then in one quick movement Bakura had the 'stick' in his hands again.
"Wh..wha...what are you g..going to do with that?" Wormtail's question came to a stuttering finish.
Bakura smiled with a wicked glint in his eyes. "I'm going to keep this..."
"But you said..."
"I said that I wouldn't break it," his smile grew wider. "Now I want you to tell this Voldemort person to leave me alone, or else."
"Or else what?" Wormtail asked rebelliously.
"Or else you and your buddy Voldemort will get a free, all expenses paid, one way trip to the shadow realm. So, if you don't want to go on a permanent vacation, I suggest that you deliver my message, you understand?" Bakura's eyes narrowed. "Because if you don't...I could give you a little demonstration..."
Wormtail shuddered under Bakura's harsh glare. He seriously considered asking for the wand again, when Bakura said, "I know that amulet you're wearing has some kind of magic, and I bet that it will take you where you need to go, without the use of this..stick. NOW GO! I'm wasting my time with you."
Bakura watched as Wormtail disappeared without even a puff of smoke. No one had seemed to notice anything unusual, which was odd, because a man had just disappeared. 'Weird,' thought Bakura, 'But then again weird things always seem to happen to me...'
Wormtail's POV
'How did he know about the amulet, he's not even a wizard!?!' "I hope my Lord doesn't...(gulp) punish me...for letting that blasted boy get away."
"Speaking to ourselves again, Wormtail ?"
"...Lucius?"
"Yes, I'm back from Azkaban, surprised?"
"N..n..no...I'm g..g..glad.."
"Hmm..really?"
'Does he know that I let the boy get away!?! This isn't good...I must stay calm.'
"Y..yes."
"Oh, well. That's not important right now. I was suppose to tell you something.."
"Ta..take your t..time."
"I just can't remember. It must have slipped my mind."
'HE KNOWS!'
Normal POV
Bakura shook his head slightly, What some people will do for power.
/You were like that once./
So, I see you are back to normal.
/Yes...how did he do that!?!/
No clue, but we should probably get going.
Bakura had barely taken five steps when a strong hand clasped his shoulder. What now?!?
/Huh?/
Bakura turned around and saw the hired henchmen (or whatever you want to call them) trailing behind him.
"Ryou, Ryou Bakura?" One of them asked.
Ryou sighed in his soul room, hoping against all odds that Bakura didn't mess something up.
"Yes?" Bakura asked in the sweetest voice he could muster.
"You are to come with us." The same man said.
"Why? Am I in trouble?"
"No..um...eh....your....um.." The man couldn't seem to find an explanation, and Bakura was enjoying his discomfort.
"Mr. Bakura, Archeologist for the Egyptian Exhibition, requests your presence at the pyramids." Said astout looking man.
"It would be like my father to send such an incompetent welcoming committee."
The men shifted uneasily. This wasn't at all how they thought it would go.
/What are you DOING!?!/
Talking in a way that makes them think that THEY screwed up. It's quite fun actually, you should try it some time.
Ryou, barely able to keep his anger in check, took back control of his body. "So, where's the car?"
End Chappie
YA: Yep, I'm Evil and I'm Luving it!!! Another Cliffe!
Closet: Starts to shake violently
B: Holding S.D.S.H.D.M.#1 from coffee story Not so tough now, are you!
YA: Oh that old thing, I traded that in a looooooooong while ago.
B: o.0
YA: Pulls out Acme flame-thrower Mwahahahaha! Uses on Bakura
B: O.O o. . x.x
YA: Yippee!!
Ryou: Looks at Bakura
B: Hair singed. Owwwww...Moans and twitches
R: Can I borrow that sometime?
YA: Well, that's it for now! R&R Plz.