The thunder roared again as Bakura emerged from a hole in the wall. As he
walked into the center of the room, a thick stone wall descended from
above, closing up the hole in the wall.
"Every castle has its secret entrance," Yami Bakura said, running his hands through his doused hair. "You just need to find it."
He looked around the room, seeing many boxes of assorted foods resting on shelves. This was clearly the pantry. Yami Bakura saw a door off to the left and opened it, finding a staircase leading upward. As he was about to walk up those steps, a light was traveling along the walls. He shut the door behind him and slinked up the steps ever so slowly.
The light came from the flashlight of a suit, patrolling the hallway. He turned around, thinking he heard footsteps behind him. As he turned around, he was face to face with a white-haired youth with a sinister grin.
"Hello," the sinister youth said before punching him across the face, knocking him down, "and goodbye."
Yami Bakura's Millennium Ring shook rapidly as a dark cloud covered the suit. When the dark cloud faded, he was gone.
"That would make one," Yami Bakura said to himself. "And those fourteen flunkies outside would be fifteen, plus the twelve losing duelists would make twenty seven."
Yami Bakura turned a corner down the hall to find another long hallway with a corner and in the center of the hallway was a finely made, long, red carpet. He kicked the stone wall, extremely hard, making a loud noise. Yami Bakura reverted back to normal and fell to the ground, grabbing his leg.
Around the corner came two suits, each holding a flashlight in their hands. They pointed them to Bakura, who was cringing his teeth in pain.
"Hey what are you doing out of your room?" one of the suits asked. "This is a restricted area!"
"My leg..." Bakura said quietly in pain, "I think... I think it's broken."
"What? Let me see," the other suit said inspecting his leg. "This isn't broken, it feels just fi—"
Bakura's face became sinister again as his "broken" leg kicked the suit in the ribs, knocking him back. With the same leg, he sweep-kicked the other guard, causing him to fall flat on his back. Bakura's Millennium Ring reacted again to the two guards, encasing them in a dark cloud big enough to hold them both. When the large dark cloud faded, they were both gone.
"Now that makes twenty nine," he said to himself, chuckling in a sinister way. "Still, I need more souls to banish..."
Yami Bakura walked down the hallway and turned the corner, but instead of another corner, there was a stone staircase with the carpet still following it. He walked up those steps to discover two guards guarding the doorway, with their backs facing him. He chuckled as he got ready. He kicked the guard on the left straight in the back, knocking him down face first. The other guard turned around, but he was already punched in the face, falling to the ground.
"This is Yamamoto," one of the guards spoke into a walkie-talkie. "We've got an intruder, he's knocked out Jin and he's in the first basement floor and ah, ah, AAHHH!!"
The security guard with the receiving walkie-talkie received static after Yamamoto's terrified scream. The room holding the walkie-talkie had nine guards sitting around, doing nothing.
"Okay we've got intruder lurking on the first basement floor," one the guards said to the others.
"Should we report this to Croquet?" one of the security guards asked.
"No, he's probably kissing the boss's butt by now," the guard said. "Four of you, come with me. The rest of you block the stairs; make sure this guy doesn't escape."
The nine guards each pulled out a pistol as they charged towards the basement stairs. As ordered four of the guards stayed at the top of the stairs, ready for anything. Because of the forked corridors, the five offensive guards split up even further with three going to the left and two to the right.
The two guards going to the right had each others' back as they pointed their guns around cautiously. One of the guards looked at the wall, finding a portrait of a grotesque looking fiend.
Casually, a skinny, white-haired teen turned the corner to face them. His most distinguishable trait was a Duel Disk on his left arm. He took a few steps toward them but stopped as they each pointed their guns at him.
"We've got him," a guard spoke into his walkie-talkie to the other group of guards. "You might want to come over here."
"They will never see you two again," the teen said to the two of them pulling a card out of his Duel Disk. "It will begin with The Portrait's Secret!"
Suddenly, the picture of the grotesque fiend came alive. Its face, arms and claws emerged, unleashing a quiet growl. The claws grasped one of guard's throats and the other claw grabbed his wrist, causing the guard to drop his pistol.
"Wha-what the hell!?" exclaimed the other guard in terror. "This can't be real!"
The guard was about to shoot at The Portrait's Secret, but something prevented him. His feet were sinking into the ground.
"You should worry about what my Earthbound Spirit's going to do to you," Yami Bakura told him, now laughing like a maniac.
The guard looked down and saw a human like person pulling at his knees, which were being sucked into the ground.
"Oh my God!" shouted the guard in fear.
The guard shot at the Earthbound Spirit, but to no avail. He continued shooting until he ran out of ammunition. With no more means of attacking, the guard gave up as he began to sink in the ground.
The other guard however was slowly being choked by The Portrait's Secret. As strong as he was, Yami Bakura's monster was stronger.
"Give my regards to your other friends," Yami Bakura said to them.
Earthbound Spirit had him up to his neck and starting to sputter out the mud of the monster. However his resistance gave in and Earthbound Spirit pushed him under and into the Shadow Realm. Bakura's muddy monster then faded after completing his deed.
The Portrait's Secret however was only toying with its victim. After nearly killing him, the fiend released him in a state of gasping and coughing, for about three seconds. After a brief release, The Portrait's Secret grabbed him, and took him into the picture. Soon after the guard had vanished, the fiend vanished as well.
As soon as the two guards were gone, the three other guards arrived. However the gunfire heard brought the attention of the four guards, guarding the stairs. All seven of them approached Bakura each pointing a gun at him.
"Where the hell are they?" asked one of the guards, cocking his gun.
"Who are they?" lied Yami Bakura placing a hand on the top of his Duel Disk.
"Don't shit with us," the head guard said, while the other six guards cocked their guns. "We will open fire."
"If you want them," Bakura began pulling the card off his Duel Disk fast. "You'll have to catch me."
"Drop the card, now!" the head guard said.
"No," Bakura smirked, revealing the card. "you drop your guns now, Chained Energy!"
Suddenly, the guard's forearms were pulled to their sides and rings of energy surrounded their forearms, grasping them tightly.
"I'll get a head start," Yami Bakura said running down the stairs.
Seconds later, the guards broke free of their restraints and ran down the stairs in hot pursuit. However as they arrived, the corridor was empty. The guards slowed their pace as they were ready for anything. However the ground around the seven guards began to shake. Suddenly two halves of a steel cage arose and closed together, sealing them all in. On the outside of the cage were protruding spikes, making the guards keep their distance from the exterior.
Suddenly a Ouija Board appeared in front of the sealed nine. A magnifying glass also appeared and moved along the Ouija Board. From left to right it moved around until it found the letter "D". Above the Ouija Board appeared a large "D" formed by a white fire-like matter. The glass moved around again to keep the guards guessing but soon stopped at the letter "E". Next to the letter "D", appeared the letter "E" as the glass moved again. As a few more seconds passed, the glass stopped on an "A" and a "T" as they spelled out a word.
Footsteps approached the nine helpless guards from behind the corner. What emerged was Yami Bakura.
"You!" the guards shouted, quickly pointed their guns at him.
However, an "H" appeared next to the "T" spelling out "DEATH" on the Ouija Board.
"You nine will already be gone before you have the chance to shoot," he told them, smirking.
As they cocked their guns, the message formed a cloaked figure. He raised his hand, materializing a scythe as he walked through the steel cage they were trapped in. The figure swung its scythe horizontally in a wide arch, hitting them all. Instead of bleeding, they all simply collapsed to the ground. As the figure faded, so did the steel cage and the bodies of the seven security guards.
"And that makes forty," Yami Bakura said, feeling the power flowing through him. "This will do for now."
However something caught Bakura's eye. With his trained thief eyes, The Spirit of the Millennium Ring noticed that one of the stones on a side of the stone wall was slightly smaller.
"Now what is this?" he questioned pushing the stone in.
After he pushed it slightly, it automatically went in deeper. A portion of the wall moved to the sides revealing a dark, shadowy room with a small light in the distance. Yami Bakura walked through, discovering it was a long, dark corridor. As reached the end, he was in a small stone room, with two, flame-lit torches on the walls. In between the two torches was normal- sized door made of iron.
"Intriguing," he commented reaching for the doorknob, finding it to be locked.
Yami Bakura kicked at the door discovering it to be quite thick. As he finished kicking, his Millennium Ring began reacting wildly. All the pointers were pulling at his ring towards the door.
'Could it be...?' he thought to himself. 'Yes, it is!"
"This door can't hold me back," he said taking a few steps back. "Not for what's mine."
He extended his right hand, tensing it up as he began to focus. Suddenly the thick iron door swung open quickly, breaking the lock off.
"Now to reclaim my Millennium Item," he said walking in.
Not noticing the surroundings in the room, he saw on a wooden desk, right in front of him was the Millennium Eye.
"That fool," Yami Bakura said walking over to the desk. "He should've kept it with him."
He took the Millennium Item and placed it in his pocket.
"I suppose its late," he said to himself. "Better let Bakura get some rest."
As he exited through the corridor, a motion detector caught his feet, causing the walls to close up again, looking perfectly normal.
"Now that makes three," Bakura said to himself. "The last should be easy to obtain. Salazar has two left and Yugi probably has the other two."
Yami Bakura walked back up the stairs to the second floor of the castle. After making a few turns, he found the hallway where the finalists were. He took the last room and reverted back to Bakura, collapsing on the bed at 9:21 PM...
"Every castle has its secret entrance," Yami Bakura said, running his hands through his doused hair. "You just need to find it."
He looked around the room, seeing many boxes of assorted foods resting on shelves. This was clearly the pantry. Yami Bakura saw a door off to the left and opened it, finding a staircase leading upward. As he was about to walk up those steps, a light was traveling along the walls. He shut the door behind him and slinked up the steps ever so slowly.
The light came from the flashlight of a suit, patrolling the hallway. He turned around, thinking he heard footsteps behind him. As he turned around, he was face to face with a white-haired youth with a sinister grin.
"Hello," the sinister youth said before punching him across the face, knocking him down, "and goodbye."
Yami Bakura's Millennium Ring shook rapidly as a dark cloud covered the suit. When the dark cloud faded, he was gone.
"That would make one," Yami Bakura said to himself. "And those fourteen flunkies outside would be fifteen, plus the twelve losing duelists would make twenty seven."
Yami Bakura turned a corner down the hall to find another long hallway with a corner and in the center of the hallway was a finely made, long, red carpet. He kicked the stone wall, extremely hard, making a loud noise. Yami Bakura reverted back to normal and fell to the ground, grabbing his leg.
Around the corner came two suits, each holding a flashlight in their hands. They pointed them to Bakura, who was cringing his teeth in pain.
"Hey what are you doing out of your room?" one of the suits asked. "This is a restricted area!"
"My leg..." Bakura said quietly in pain, "I think... I think it's broken."
"What? Let me see," the other suit said inspecting his leg. "This isn't broken, it feels just fi—"
Bakura's face became sinister again as his "broken" leg kicked the suit in the ribs, knocking him back. With the same leg, he sweep-kicked the other guard, causing him to fall flat on his back. Bakura's Millennium Ring reacted again to the two guards, encasing them in a dark cloud big enough to hold them both. When the large dark cloud faded, they were both gone.
"Now that makes twenty nine," he said to himself, chuckling in a sinister way. "Still, I need more souls to banish..."
Yami Bakura walked down the hallway and turned the corner, but instead of another corner, there was a stone staircase with the carpet still following it. He walked up those steps to discover two guards guarding the doorway, with their backs facing him. He chuckled as he got ready. He kicked the guard on the left straight in the back, knocking him down face first. The other guard turned around, but he was already punched in the face, falling to the ground.
"This is Yamamoto," one of the guards spoke into a walkie-talkie. "We've got an intruder, he's knocked out Jin and he's in the first basement floor and ah, ah, AAHHH!!"
The security guard with the receiving walkie-talkie received static after Yamamoto's terrified scream. The room holding the walkie-talkie had nine guards sitting around, doing nothing.
"Okay we've got intruder lurking on the first basement floor," one the guards said to the others.
"Should we report this to Croquet?" one of the security guards asked.
"No, he's probably kissing the boss's butt by now," the guard said. "Four of you, come with me. The rest of you block the stairs; make sure this guy doesn't escape."
The nine guards each pulled out a pistol as they charged towards the basement stairs. As ordered four of the guards stayed at the top of the stairs, ready for anything. Because of the forked corridors, the five offensive guards split up even further with three going to the left and two to the right.
The two guards going to the right had each others' back as they pointed their guns around cautiously. One of the guards looked at the wall, finding a portrait of a grotesque looking fiend.
Casually, a skinny, white-haired teen turned the corner to face them. His most distinguishable trait was a Duel Disk on his left arm. He took a few steps toward them but stopped as they each pointed their guns at him.
"We've got him," a guard spoke into his walkie-talkie to the other group of guards. "You might want to come over here."
"They will never see you two again," the teen said to the two of them pulling a card out of his Duel Disk. "It will begin with The Portrait's Secret!"
Suddenly, the picture of the grotesque fiend came alive. Its face, arms and claws emerged, unleashing a quiet growl. The claws grasped one of guard's throats and the other claw grabbed his wrist, causing the guard to drop his pistol.
"Wha-what the hell!?" exclaimed the other guard in terror. "This can't be real!"
The guard was about to shoot at The Portrait's Secret, but something prevented him. His feet were sinking into the ground.
"You should worry about what my Earthbound Spirit's going to do to you," Yami Bakura told him, now laughing like a maniac.
The guard looked down and saw a human like person pulling at his knees, which were being sucked into the ground.
"Oh my God!" shouted the guard in fear.
The guard shot at the Earthbound Spirit, but to no avail. He continued shooting until he ran out of ammunition. With no more means of attacking, the guard gave up as he began to sink in the ground.
The other guard however was slowly being choked by The Portrait's Secret. As strong as he was, Yami Bakura's monster was stronger.
"Give my regards to your other friends," Yami Bakura said to them.
Earthbound Spirit had him up to his neck and starting to sputter out the mud of the monster. However his resistance gave in and Earthbound Spirit pushed him under and into the Shadow Realm. Bakura's muddy monster then faded after completing his deed.
The Portrait's Secret however was only toying with its victim. After nearly killing him, the fiend released him in a state of gasping and coughing, for about three seconds. After a brief release, The Portrait's Secret grabbed him, and took him into the picture. Soon after the guard had vanished, the fiend vanished as well.
As soon as the two guards were gone, the three other guards arrived. However the gunfire heard brought the attention of the four guards, guarding the stairs. All seven of them approached Bakura each pointing a gun at him.
"Where the hell are they?" asked one of the guards, cocking his gun.
"Who are they?" lied Yami Bakura placing a hand on the top of his Duel Disk.
"Don't shit with us," the head guard said, while the other six guards cocked their guns. "We will open fire."
"If you want them," Bakura began pulling the card off his Duel Disk fast. "You'll have to catch me."
"Drop the card, now!" the head guard said.
"No," Bakura smirked, revealing the card. "you drop your guns now, Chained Energy!"
Suddenly, the guard's forearms were pulled to their sides and rings of energy surrounded their forearms, grasping them tightly.
"I'll get a head start," Yami Bakura said running down the stairs.
Seconds later, the guards broke free of their restraints and ran down the stairs in hot pursuit. However as they arrived, the corridor was empty. The guards slowed their pace as they were ready for anything. However the ground around the seven guards began to shake. Suddenly two halves of a steel cage arose and closed together, sealing them all in. On the outside of the cage were protruding spikes, making the guards keep their distance from the exterior.
Suddenly a Ouija Board appeared in front of the sealed nine. A magnifying glass also appeared and moved along the Ouija Board. From left to right it moved around until it found the letter "D". Above the Ouija Board appeared a large "D" formed by a white fire-like matter. The glass moved around again to keep the guards guessing but soon stopped at the letter "E". Next to the letter "D", appeared the letter "E" as the glass moved again. As a few more seconds passed, the glass stopped on an "A" and a "T" as they spelled out a word.
Footsteps approached the nine helpless guards from behind the corner. What emerged was Yami Bakura.
"You!" the guards shouted, quickly pointed their guns at him.
However, an "H" appeared next to the "T" spelling out "DEATH" on the Ouija Board.
"You nine will already be gone before you have the chance to shoot," he told them, smirking.
As they cocked their guns, the message formed a cloaked figure. He raised his hand, materializing a scythe as he walked through the steel cage they were trapped in. The figure swung its scythe horizontally in a wide arch, hitting them all. Instead of bleeding, they all simply collapsed to the ground. As the figure faded, so did the steel cage and the bodies of the seven security guards.
"And that makes forty," Yami Bakura said, feeling the power flowing through him. "This will do for now."
However something caught Bakura's eye. With his trained thief eyes, The Spirit of the Millennium Ring noticed that one of the stones on a side of the stone wall was slightly smaller.
"Now what is this?" he questioned pushing the stone in.
After he pushed it slightly, it automatically went in deeper. A portion of the wall moved to the sides revealing a dark, shadowy room with a small light in the distance. Yami Bakura walked through, discovering it was a long, dark corridor. As reached the end, he was in a small stone room, with two, flame-lit torches on the walls. In between the two torches was normal- sized door made of iron.
"Intriguing," he commented reaching for the doorknob, finding it to be locked.
Yami Bakura kicked at the door discovering it to be quite thick. As he finished kicking, his Millennium Ring began reacting wildly. All the pointers were pulling at his ring towards the door.
'Could it be...?' he thought to himself. 'Yes, it is!"
"This door can't hold me back," he said taking a few steps back. "Not for what's mine."
He extended his right hand, tensing it up as he began to focus. Suddenly the thick iron door swung open quickly, breaking the lock off.
"Now to reclaim my Millennium Item," he said walking in.
Not noticing the surroundings in the room, he saw on a wooden desk, right in front of him was the Millennium Eye.
"That fool," Yami Bakura said walking over to the desk. "He should've kept it with him."
He took the Millennium Item and placed it in his pocket.
"I suppose its late," he said to himself. "Better let Bakura get some rest."
As he exited through the corridor, a motion detector caught his feet, causing the walls to close up again, looking perfectly normal.
"Now that makes three," Bakura said to himself. "The last should be easy to obtain. Salazar has two left and Yugi probably has the other two."
Yami Bakura walked back up the stairs to the second floor of the castle. After making a few turns, he found the hallway where the finalists were. He took the last room and reverted back to Bakura, collapsing on the bed at 9:21 PM...