I need to know what you guys think or this; I dunno how I can end this now. That characters seem to only be developing now and the way I have this planned seems a bit rushed on an ending.
I need to know do you guys think I should make the story longer or what. I don't care if it's finished in three chappys or ten, it's up to you guys.
I don't wanna force another story-line on peeps who don't want one. ok? so PLEASE vote!
Hey guys! Lookie! -points- Two updates in two days! I'm a good girl, yupyup -nodnod- heehee. Thankies for the reviews peeps, they's awesome!
Response to Reviews:
bookdragon: I know, me mom longs to mock the characters, she thinks they's weird... but I'm lucky, my sisters long Yu-Gi-Oh!, Beyblade and, well, everything I like more-or-less. To bad, but yaz never know, maybe they'd be someone to talk to yaz bout it XD. Glad yaz liked the chappy!
gladdecease: Glad yaz liked! Ya... poor Ryoura. He's past was made up from the start, kinda based on an original charry I have called Ethan, cept his whole village was destroyed (made this up before Yu-Gi-Oh!, so I didn't copy Pepper's past). Thankies for reviewin'!
Pooka228: Beware, I suck at Shadow Games -sweatdrops- Yupyup, poor Salty -glomps Ryoura- I named one of my pokémon Salty and the other Pepper XD heehee. Thankes for the review!
YumeTakato: Sorry this took so long -bashes self- oww... enjoy!
A peep with cutural ref: Ooooh... thanks for explanin'! Oh but I have to say they suck, I'll never get better if I praise meself, will I? ... It's a habbit, must crit all I do to do better next time... Thanks for the review and explanation! Enjoy!
Chicary: I've got my sis' Irene (Joey's Girl) to thank for rping, me and her be up til well after midnight pretendin;' to be the characters, tis fun! I'm usually Yugi, Ryoura and a few others, she does most of the others though -sweatdrops- ya, me lazy. She should be a voice actor, she's great at pretendin' to be on the verge of tears! ... Ok, went off topic there.. thanks for the review!
padfootgrl126: What does PMS mean? Glad yaz liked the chappy, hope yaz like this one too!
Ashla: Bad Suzie reading the last chapter without my permission! You and Irene both know how it ends, so I trust yaz won't tell anyone. Glad you enjoyed yourself readin' those parts XD Enjoy this part too!
Imp is Insane: My fanfics could get me murdered in school, heehee... Well, Ryoura's past is more or less cleared up, but any questions go ahead and ask, I'll try add 'em to the story, kk? Therapy good... yupyup. Course I was at Speech therepy when I was about eight or nine coz... I couldn't say my 'r's. ... yup, I talked like a baby, stuff like 'wailway twack' (railway track) heehee -sweatdrops- ANYVAY, enjoy the chappy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'
Mark drew three cards and instructed Yujhi to do the same, fanning them out in front of him. Three monsters where in his hand, as where in Yujhi's. The decks he had created had only monsters within them, suitable for the game they where about to play. Grinning, he looked up and Yujhi, folding his arms in such a way that he didn't damage the cards in his hands.
"The rules are simply, Yujhi," he began, holding the cards in front of him. "We each choose a monster from our hands and hold it in front of us, but don't let the other player see it. One of us then decided whether we think our monster is stronger or weaker then the opposing creature. If said player is correct, he can summon his monster, but if he is wrong, the opponent can summon his own creature. We draw each turn to keep three cards in our hands. We keep summoning monsters until one player cannot last any longer. Understand?" His voice was taunting, a smirk appearing on his features.
Yujhi swallowed hard and looked down. This was a complete game of luck, not skill. There was very little he could do to insure his victory, what if he lost? His gaze fell on the Millennium Puzzle, the usually warm metal was now ice cold without the presence of the spirit within it. He narrowed his eyes, a flare of anger burning inside him. He could only to his best, for Yugi.
"Ready?" Mark asked, holding up a card. Yujhi did likewise. "So, is my monster strong or weaker then yours?"
Mark was confident, causing Yujhi to feel uneasy as he chose his monster, Black Land Fire Dragon. This monster had an attack of 1500. "He's just trying to freak you out Yujhi, take it easy." Biting his lip, he looked up at Mark. His dragon was too powerful, so he took a chance. "Higher?" he asked, both cards instantly flying out of their owners hands and hovering in front of him. Both monsters turned to the opponent and Yujhi frowned.
Mark's monster was Hibikime, an earth, warrior-type monster with only 1450 attack points. Yujhi's dragon card was destroyed, shattering like glass, whilst Marks card glowed a bright yellow. The form of Hibikime appeared next to Mark; a tall, grey-skinned, female warrior with long blue hair, a silver crown, silver armlets, green dress and a large, blue scythe. Her dark black eyes bore into Yujhi's very soul, causing him to shiver. Suddenly, the monster disappeared in a blur. Looking around frantically, Yujhi failed to spot the creature. "What's going on?"
"I, did I forget to mention that?" Mark asked in fake shock. Yujhi's gaze feel back on him, but in that instant Hibikime appeared behind him, swinging her scythe and slashing down his back. Yujhi cried out in agony and collapsed to his knees, the monster flipping through the air and landing softly on the ground next to her master. Mark chuckled and narrowed his eyes. "Any monster we summon attacks the opponent instantly."
Yujhi panted heavily, reaching his hand back and tracing it along his lower back. Though his fingers ran across the area that was attacked, there was no mark. "It's the Shadow Realm, be must have decided against physical injuries." Yujhi concluded as he pulled himself to his feet, back still aching. He was feeling kind of divided all of a sudden, like a part of him was missing.
Drawing his next card Yujhi added it to his hand. He decided to pick Swordstalker, dark monster, warrior-type with 2000 attack points. "Your call Mark."
Yami, on the other hand, was as fresh as a daisy. He had found his was into the sweet cupboard and downed enough sugar to last him a week. Yugi was expecting him to spring off the sofa and start bouncing off the walls any second. It was 6:15 when his grandfather came in the door, just as they put the last game away.
It was only about an hours worth of playing, but forbidden games are always more fun even on a limited amount of time.
"Hey grandpa!" Yugi exclaimed, waving happily at his grandfather. He bombarded him with questions about the convention, following him through the shop and into the kitchen. He wished he hadn't followed him to the kitchen, because it was then that Solomon realised they needed more food.
"Do I really have to get the groceries this late in the evening Grandpa?" Yugi asked lazily, leaning heavily against the wall as if it was a great effort to even stand. He really didn't feel like going to the shop now.
Solomon chuckled at his grandsons attitude. "Yugi, it's only 6:30, and the shops just down the road."
"Ya but still..." Yugi folded his arms, pouting heavily. Yami had just entered the room and smiled over at his lighter half. "Do you want me to come with you?" he offered kindly.
Yugi looked up and smiled at Yami. He loved being around his friends again. Grinning slightly Yugi shook his head. "Nah, your the one who eats half the food in the house anyway, the bags would be empty by the time we got back." he turned and darted out the door as quickly as he could, grabbing the money off the counter as he went. He heard Yami yell what he was sure was 'hey' after him. He laughed and waved back as he left the house. "See ya Yami!"
As he reached the shop an odd feeling overcame him, like a soft mist was settling on his soul. Suddenly he was torn from his body, a powerful force lifting his spirit ten feet off the ground. "What the?" Looking down, he was surprised to see that his body was unaffected, darting into the store and collected what was needed. "What's going on?"
There was a bright flash as his settings changed, bringing him back to his house by the stairs. He jumped as an angry voice exploded through the house.
"I don't need to tell you anything unless I want to, quit thinking you can boss me around!"
That was him. He saw himself running up the stairs, a very pained expression in his eyes. Before he could do anything, his vision flashed and he appeared above the school grounds. Looking down he spotting himself storming away from Joey. Once he, himself, was out of sight, Joey through his arms in the air angrily yelling, "What's gotten into him?"
Another flash, once again the settings changed. He was inside an eerie, stone room, hieroglyphics all along the walls. Below him he spotted Yami's arms being grabbed by two people, one similar to Mark while the other much like Ryoura.
"Yugi!" Yami cried, Yugi's solid form collapsing to the floor. The Mark look-alike and Ryoura look-alike collapsed also and Yami darted to Yugi's side.
"This... this is when I was sealed in the Millennium Puzzle, when I sacrificed myself..." Yugi thought, tears brimming in his eyes as Yami held his limp form in his arms, tears streaming down his face as he apologized repeatedly for letting him down. "I caused him so much pain... how could I do that to him?"
The image faded slowly, abandoning him to a space of darkness. He was only left to the peaceful shadows for mere seconds before colours exploded before his eyes, taking on an instant form before his eyes. "Oh no..." he whispered. This was not a memory, nor an event he wished to be present at. He never thought he would see his own funeral.
There where so many people there, Yugi was surprised. Yami, Joey, Téa, Tristan, his grandfather... even Seto Kaiba, whom he knew didn't seem to even think of Yugi as anything more but dirt on his shoe. Obviously he had some respect for the boy. There where many faces, some of whom Yugi, regretfully, did not recognise. Yami was seated to the right Yugi's grandfather, eyes shadowed by his lightning-shaped bangs, tears streaming down his face and body shaking. Two other people next to Solomon, whilst Joey had seated himself next to Yami, his hand on the former-pharaohs shoulder in an attempt to offer comfort.
Yugi knew those other two people, they where his parents. His mother had been away visiting his father for a few months. She had left only a few weeks before Yami was released from the puzzle, and Yugi remembered praying she would be home before he had to sacrifice his soul, so he could give her one last hug, one last goodbye. It never happened.
His father he had seen very little of in the past few years of his life. He lived away from home for business reasons, but always stayed in contact with his family. "Figures the one time he could get away from work to see me would be at my funeral..." Yugi thought sadly, tears streaming down his face. The words of the priest fell on deaf ears, Yugi's attention locked fully on his yami.
"Yami... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." Yugi choked out, though he knew he couldn't be heard.
The memory seemed to skip from there, because he suddenly found himself in the cemetery, but everyone was gone save for a few. It took much longer for his grandfather to leave, and even longer for his parents to depart, but what surprised him was that, well past midnight, Yami and Joey didn't leave his grave. It was touching, but heart-breaking.
Only then did he realise what was going on, why his memories were relaying like this. These may not be his memories, but they were new to him, and worse then anything he had been through, because he knew he could not comfort nor resolve the pain he had created. Someone was forcing these memories on him, someone was making him see the pain he had caused. He created these heartaches and now he had to suffer the aftermath from which he should have been released.
He had sealed himself to save the world and, more importantly, his yami. But now, all his sacrifices, all the pain and loneliness that consumed his soul, seemed for nothing. Was he good for nothing but causing pain? He dried some of the tears from his eyes, but they where quickly replaced. "All I cause is pain..." he thought silently, wincing as Yami cried out his name to the sky, his shattered heart evident in his voice.
"You know... the plan was to enter quietly!" Steve whispered harshly as the four comrades entered the house quickly, Bakura leading the way with Ryoura by his side, Steve and Joe not far behind. Bakura skidded to a stop at a corner and peeked around for signs of movement. There where none.
"You wanted to do this the easier way?" Bakura asked, then scoffed. "One word Kaiba, boring... We're Bakura's," he gestured to himself and Ryoura. "We prefer to do things the hard way."
"Ya!" Ryoura agreed, nodding. Steve and Joe rolled their eyes; those two were way to hyped right now.
"Ryoura was a bad influence on him ain't 'e?" Joe whispered to Steve, who chuckled.
Bakura shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. "Ok, seriously though-"
"Aww..."
"Shush Ryoura, we have to find that Kage guy. We only have limited resources until we get the Millennium Ring back," Bakura explained, darting down a coridor and stopping at the end of the hall, looking left and right. "Let's just hope we can find him before we have a family of magic-users to face."
"The job your brother started." Kage explained with a grin. Ilia winced as Yugi's body jerked in response to the unfamiliar magic coursing through him. His system was not accustomed to other Millennium magic, so his instinct automatically told him to move away from it. Though Yugi's mind was unaware of it, his body was being tortured painfully, causing his reactions. Her father was clearly messing with Yugi's mind, torturing him in ways she could only guess.
Sighing, she leaned against the wall. Even if she wanted to do anything, she couldn't. He father was too powerful. She bit her lip as Yugi cried out in pain, but was unable to do anything about it. "This isn't fair... I know we want to control the Millennium Puzzle, but is there really a call for torture? Yugi and Yujhi haven't even done anything wrong..."
Her thoughts were interrupted by a glow from her Millennium Necklace, an image forming in her minds eye. Bakura, Ryoura, Steve and Joe were darting down another corridor. Her eyes grew wide. They were in the house! What were they thinking? She quickly turned and left the room, though slow enough so she did not get her fathers attention. "Steve you idiot..." she mumbled as she raced down the corridor.
She didn't want them suffering unnecessarily too, she had to get them out of there.
"What a mighty warrior you are." Mark mocked, chuckling at Yujhi attempts to stand, though his legs gave way under him again. "Why not just give up now and save yourself a whole lot of pain? Do you really think you stand a chance against me with you ridiculous army?"
Yujhi swallowed hard, but quickly broke into a coughing fit. He was not doing very well. Mark had a number of eight monsters by his side, while Yujhi only had a Koumori Dragon, a Flame Swordsman and a Dark Magician Girl. Mark never got his turn wrong, which Yujhi was starting to believe was more then just luck.
The worst part of it was, his spiritual state was torn. With even monsters attack a part of his soul was pounded, sliced or torn away from him, leaving him weaker with every turn. The monsters he did summon offered so confidence, but with each monster his soul was torn again to power them, to keep them by his side. He didn't know how much longer he could last.
Mark smirked at the boy on the floor, who's weak form struggled to his feet slowly. Everything was perfect. Yujhi's chances of winning were slim to none. This game was a game of luck... at least, for Yujhi it was.
When both decks where created, Mark had on categorised some monsters into his and Yujhi's. The monsters with Yujhi's deck ranged between attack points of 1500 to 2300, while all of Mark's were higher then 2300, or lower then 1500. In other words, he always knew whether Yujhi's where strong or weaker. Cheating? He didn't think so, Yujhi agreed to use that deck, therefore it was not against the rules.
Without Yugi to protect him, Yujhi didn't stand a chance against the Shadow Realm, and Mark was going to savour every cry of agony, ever shredded piece of the young boys soul, until his body was no more then a shell, his soul destroyed forever.
"A few more attacks and Yujhi will be gone..."
To Be Continued
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