Me: I-I'm Ba-ack!!
Shinu: noo, noo!
Me: wazza problem?? *whips out yami's faithful katana*
Ereoleanne: *wakes up* hey!! Give that back! I just got it fixed!
Me: it was broken? *narrows eyes* why??
'Leanne: uhh, would you believe that I had to single-handedly fend off an entire horde of insane and totally perverted dragon-people?? ^^;;
Me: O_o;; lemme think...no. Now methinks you should let me use it before you wind up with an unusually sized dent in your forehead.
'Leanne: you're more of a yami then I am... Oo *backs away slowly*
Me: thank you. Now where were we?
Shinu: uhh...*thinks for a second* crying over the pitiful fact that the only things you own are me, the plotline and a random assortment of Japanese manga.
Me: oh, right. *sniffs* but...but what about the new character. I own her too!! ^^
Kyokae: uh oh...how did I get pulled into this??
Shinu: *sighs* join the club of exclusive muses for the author to abuse...
'Leanne: *sneaks up behind her clueless hikari and steals back katana* hee hee...
*
/NAHKTI!!/
"What??" The demon stopped in mid-chase to the desperate cry. Something was happening, and whatever it was defiantly was NOT good. "Ryou? Where are you?"
No answer...why? He was sure that he had heard him a second ago, though...it sounded more like an echo-like voice. Like it was inside of him or something. Wasting next to no time, Nahkti drove through the familiar air, nearing mach 5. What was happening? Did he get caught in a tunnel collapse, or. Yami's threat from earlier found it's way back into the dark one's head again.
*
Yami sneered. "Well, if that's all our friendship meant to you, I'm sure you won't miss me." He turned to leave. "Oh, and I'd watch out for your little koibito. He'll never be safe in Hell. And I think you know that, don't you?" He sprang onto the top of the closest building, disappearing into the darkness of the night, forever scarred from Nahkti's betrayal. "He won't even be safe from me." Yami's parting words echoing against the heavy night aura.
*
Nahkti shivered at the thought. It probably wasn't even an emergency. He was probably being paranoid. Ryou wasn't anywhere near him when he heard his voice, so...so...
So Nahkti finally reached the doorway to his lair, only to find that it was bonded with a very powerful brand of magic. He couldn't get inside... "No way..." The only demon in existence that could create a bond this branch of magic was...Kyokae. A very close 'friend' to all vampires. She had been living longer then the mortal world was; and had tonnes of time on her hands to perfect all of her powers. Including the creation to the undead. Yami had been one of the first...one of /her/ first.
"Ryou." He whispered. The demon looked up. There were other ways into the place, but they would all have been sealed off by now. Kyokae wasn't stupid. "Dammit!!" He pounded both his fists against the solid rock, no stone coming loose from the impact. His body and wings shivered with such an anger, the aura around him hung with foreboding. The air seemed to stand still in fear. "Ryou!!!" He screamed into the walls.
*
/NAHKTI!!/ Ryou energy was sapped. That emotional cry took a lot more out of him then he had expected. But if it had reached Nahkti, it was well worth it.
The two vampires had such a hold on him, that if he had any sort of mortal blood flowing through his veins, he surely would have died. Pulling the drained tenshi into an upright position, they both thrust their free hand near his face to place a suspended animation spell on him with their borrowed powers from Kyokae. He wouldn't be giving them any trouble while being delivered to their currant employer; Yami.
/N..Nahk...ti.../ Ryou fell into a horror-filled state of unconsciousness, head bouncing on his chest as his captures warped to the pre-decided meeting place Yami had chosen earlier.
*
"What? That voice again...Ryou..." A demon's tear slipped out of his eye; knowing he had lost to his former friend. Ryou was gone. It was that girl's fault! If she hadn't been assigned to Ryou, Yami would never have erupted like he had tonight and gone after him...Nahkti shook off the fleeting feeling of blame. His lover...it was his own fault. He should have known better then to let him stay there alone.
The wind started up again, as if to slap Nahkti in the face to get him out of his trance. "I've got to catch up to them." Though Nahkti really had no idea where Yami was, or even if it was actually him who came to personally deal with Ryou himself. More then likely, he had sent one of his many goons after him. How could he have done this?
Flying into the opaque night air, Nahkti swore to kill the vampire next time he was within a 500-foot proximity of himself. He would pay, if it took him a century to do it. Ryou was closer to him then anyone, within his mortal or immortal life. Closer then his sister who was destroyed in the creation of the millennium items. And defiantly closer then he and Yami had ever been.
Past the blurred gates of Hell and Limbo. Why had Yami done such a thing? Did Ryou really mean that much to him that it would totally destroy their millennia-old bond?
Through the solemn alleyways of New York. Wait...what if? Nahkti knew now. Why Yami had done it. He had never truly loved. Anyone. Ever. That's why it was so easy to break their bond off.
Over the tip of the CN tower. The first, last, and only one Yami had truly trusted was his servant from his life back in ancient Egypt. The one who taught him how terrible it was to be rejected and heartbroken.
Skimming along the surface of the Pacific Ocean. The one who went by the name of Yugi. He rejected the pharaoh's ways of blood-shedding sacrifices and violent punishments. The pharaoh hadn't the heart to kill him, for he had still loved him somewhere buried deep within him. Instead, he was exiled.
The eastern edge of Japan was begging to become visible to the immortal's eyes. Nahkti only hoped that he was right in his assumption of Yami's hideout. He had to be there...
Nahkti finally arrived at his designation. The ghost town once called Domino. In truth, no one knew what ever happened. To drivers, the roads leading in were marked with detours. On foot, it was nothing but an abandoned stretch of broken buildings. An illusion of reality.
Skyscrapers that once stood a grand fifty stories lay crumpled at a mere two. The first mortal, whether brave or foolish; perhaps both, had trespassed on the fields of the dead and tried to scale the ivy-clothed city tower, and was dragged down by the affixed souls of citizens to their death. No one seemed to believe the story, but none dared to enter. None but the undead.
Now a sanctuary for demons, it could be called the one place of Hell on Earth. The one place you could find any demon, or at least someone who could find them for you. The one place he was sure to find Ryou and Yami.
"Ryou?! Ryou, where are you??" Nahkti was barley aware of the fact that tears were welling up in his eyes. He skimmed the town, looking in all the deserted alleyways and back streets. Coming into the heart of the desolate place, he spotted one of his familiars coming out of the shady bar, apparently drunk.
"Eh, Nahkti. 'Ow've ya bin?" The demon flew up and put his arm around Nahkti's shoulder for support. He strongly reeked of sake, and slurred all his words together into one unintelligible mass of syllables.
"'Eard ya angel got away!" He winked in a leering kind of way. "Too bad. Sounded like a good screw."
Nahkti whirled right around and clubbed the guy in his jaw, knocking him out cold. No one would ever talk about Ryou like that, and he would make sure of it.
He paused for a moment. "Wait a second...where did he get that idea from?" The demon paled. "No..." violently shaking his head, he tried to rid himself of the fact of what Yami might have done to get a rumour out like that...Nahkti flew, driven by his intuition to the one spot that Yami could have possibly chosen.
*
"Uhhn...where...huh?" Ryou's eyes fluttered open. Where the hell was he? He tried to sit up, but... Something was holding him down. Something that was also slowly and painfully dragging sharp claws across his bare chest.
The being above him stirred. "Ahh, you've woken up. Took you a whole two hours." he chuckled darkly. "Actually, that's better then my last couple of victims." Ryou shivered slightly. He should have been frozen if he was mortal; maybe that's what this person had meant. His surroundings seemed to be forged of ice and cement. Ryou tried to wrap his feathery wings around him for warmth before realizing they weren't there.
"What?! Where...where are my, wings? They, they're..." The tenshi whimpered. From this point, he suddenly became aware of his angelic energy draining out of his back in place of wings.
"They're gone, child. I've severed them. You may not get away, not now." The dark figure sneered, his poisoning words laced with malice.
Ryou weakly shook his head in denial, trembling at his remark. "No. You, didn't. You couldn't have." He felt the tears pushing at the corners of his eyes. "I'm...I'm-"
"An angel? Are you sure? No wings, no energy. What was the last bit? Innocence, was it?"
"You...No...I," Ryou stammered. He was still...
"Oh, but you were asleep for quite awhile. The order of events seems to go awry when you're not conscious, you know. And fate is not going to be going your way for the next eternity or so. Don't you remember me? Nahkti formally introduced us. Your koibito.. " The demon smirked. "This is, in a way, all his fault."
His sight seemed to fade in and out of darkness. The world might as well as been going downhill to him. This demon, he was Yami. The first tear spilled out of Ryou's eye. Where was Nahkti when he swore to protect him from these things? He said...
"What's the matter? Angel lost his wings, his safety, and his innocence? All for the sake of being a demon's lover. Was he really worth it? Your friends..? For lust?" The boy shook his head violently. No...he, he said he loved...him. Right? Ryou was getting more and more confused by each word Yami spoke; slowly drowning him. The second tear...No, his words were poison. He was just taunting him. None of this is real. None of this...
"Don't worry. You won't see daylight again, anyway. You are to be sealed in eternal darkness, alone. No one to hate, or to miss if you still feel like that. There is no way out or in. You will belong to me." Yami sat up, dragging Ryou with him. He delicately pressed a finger to the light's bleeding back. "Ah, your energy is almost completely gone. It won't be long now...But I guess you'd like to know where your final resting place resides. It's a town. One called Domino."
Ryou opened his eyes cautiously, vision still blurry. "But, that's, that's where Anzu was from."
"Ah, so you already know what it's like? Why she probably went to New York? There is nothing left except the traces of a ghost town. Domino is basically Hell on Earth. A demon's haven. This building used to belong to my reincarnation's grandfather. The Kame Game Store."
*
Me: uhh, yeah. Just for people who don't get how my mind works, or don't want to, Ryou was immortal as an angel. So he doesn't have any blood, only 'angelic energy' which kinda acts like blood, but not really? Do I make any sense whatsoever?
'Leanne: not really...
Angela: I'll have to agree..... even though my mind works the same way... almost.
Me: ...oh yes...you helped with the production of this chapter, didn't you? Here, have the day-lease of cute 'lil Shinu! ^^
Angela: ^^ yay! Duel partner! Come duel, Shinu! It's okay, we'll only duel for a minimum of six hours! ^0^0^0^
Shinu: O_o;; oh...that's not good...
'Leanne: hee hee, oh well. At least she'll be content 'till Erin-chan decides when to write more...
Angela: *runs off, dragging Shinu* bye byes! ^^
Shinu: ;'( ...help...
Kyokae: ha ha! Forgot about me, eh? Well, I'm the one to blame for Ryou's capture! ^^ I lent some of my powers to my sweet 'lil Yami!
Yami: 0_0;; get away from me...
Ryou: *sniff* If people don't review, Erin-chan might just get nasty and kill me off! I mean, look what happened last time, and I got my wings chopped off! Stupid Erin-chan...
Me: hey! Careful what you say, my little muse *evil grin* Wha ha ha!
Ryou: Ahh! Review! Please! Please! , *sniff*
Shinu: noo, noo!
Me: wazza problem?? *whips out yami's faithful katana*
Ereoleanne: *wakes up* hey!! Give that back! I just got it fixed!
Me: it was broken? *narrows eyes* why??
'Leanne: uhh, would you believe that I had to single-handedly fend off an entire horde of insane and totally perverted dragon-people?? ^^;;
Me: O_o;; lemme think...no. Now methinks you should let me use it before you wind up with an unusually sized dent in your forehead.
'Leanne: you're more of a yami then I am... Oo *backs away slowly*
Me: thank you. Now where were we?
Shinu: uhh...*thinks for a second* crying over the pitiful fact that the only things you own are me, the plotline and a random assortment of Japanese manga.
Me: oh, right. *sniffs* but...but what about the new character. I own her too!! ^^
Kyokae: uh oh...how did I get pulled into this??
Shinu: *sighs* join the club of exclusive muses for the author to abuse...
'Leanne: *sneaks up behind her clueless hikari and steals back katana* hee hee...
*
/NAHKTI!!/
"What??" The demon stopped in mid-chase to the desperate cry. Something was happening, and whatever it was defiantly was NOT good. "Ryou? Where are you?"
No answer...why? He was sure that he had heard him a second ago, though...it sounded more like an echo-like voice. Like it was inside of him or something. Wasting next to no time, Nahkti drove through the familiar air, nearing mach 5. What was happening? Did he get caught in a tunnel collapse, or. Yami's threat from earlier found it's way back into the dark one's head again.
*
Yami sneered. "Well, if that's all our friendship meant to you, I'm sure you won't miss me." He turned to leave. "Oh, and I'd watch out for your little koibito. He'll never be safe in Hell. And I think you know that, don't you?" He sprang onto the top of the closest building, disappearing into the darkness of the night, forever scarred from Nahkti's betrayal. "He won't even be safe from me." Yami's parting words echoing against the heavy night aura.
*
Nahkti shivered at the thought. It probably wasn't even an emergency. He was probably being paranoid. Ryou wasn't anywhere near him when he heard his voice, so...so...
So Nahkti finally reached the doorway to his lair, only to find that it was bonded with a very powerful brand of magic. He couldn't get inside... "No way..." The only demon in existence that could create a bond this branch of magic was...Kyokae. A very close 'friend' to all vampires. She had been living longer then the mortal world was; and had tonnes of time on her hands to perfect all of her powers. Including the creation to the undead. Yami had been one of the first...one of /her/ first.
"Ryou." He whispered. The demon looked up. There were other ways into the place, but they would all have been sealed off by now. Kyokae wasn't stupid. "Dammit!!" He pounded both his fists against the solid rock, no stone coming loose from the impact. His body and wings shivered with such an anger, the aura around him hung with foreboding. The air seemed to stand still in fear. "Ryou!!!" He screamed into the walls.
*
/NAHKTI!!/ Ryou energy was sapped. That emotional cry took a lot more out of him then he had expected. But if it had reached Nahkti, it was well worth it.
The two vampires had such a hold on him, that if he had any sort of mortal blood flowing through his veins, he surely would have died. Pulling the drained tenshi into an upright position, they both thrust their free hand near his face to place a suspended animation spell on him with their borrowed powers from Kyokae. He wouldn't be giving them any trouble while being delivered to their currant employer; Yami.
/N..Nahk...ti.../ Ryou fell into a horror-filled state of unconsciousness, head bouncing on his chest as his captures warped to the pre-decided meeting place Yami had chosen earlier.
*
"What? That voice again...Ryou..." A demon's tear slipped out of his eye; knowing he had lost to his former friend. Ryou was gone. It was that girl's fault! If she hadn't been assigned to Ryou, Yami would never have erupted like he had tonight and gone after him...Nahkti shook off the fleeting feeling of blame. His lover...it was his own fault. He should have known better then to let him stay there alone.
The wind started up again, as if to slap Nahkti in the face to get him out of his trance. "I've got to catch up to them." Though Nahkti really had no idea where Yami was, or even if it was actually him who came to personally deal with Ryou himself. More then likely, he had sent one of his many goons after him. How could he have done this?
Flying into the opaque night air, Nahkti swore to kill the vampire next time he was within a 500-foot proximity of himself. He would pay, if it took him a century to do it. Ryou was closer to him then anyone, within his mortal or immortal life. Closer then his sister who was destroyed in the creation of the millennium items. And defiantly closer then he and Yami had ever been.
Past the blurred gates of Hell and Limbo. Why had Yami done such a thing? Did Ryou really mean that much to him that it would totally destroy their millennia-old bond?
Through the solemn alleyways of New York. Wait...what if? Nahkti knew now. Why Yami had done it. He had never truly loved. Anyone. Ever. That's why it was so easy to break their bond off.
Over the tip of the CN tower. The first, last, and only one Yami had truly trusted was his servant from his life back in ancient Egypt. The one who taught him how terrible it was to be rejected and heartbroken.
Skimming along the surface of the Pacific Ocean. The one who went by the name of Yugi. He rejected the pharaoh's ways of blood-shedding sacrifices and violent punishments. The pharaoh hadn't the heart to kill him, for he had still loved him somewhere buried deep within him. Instead, he was exiled.
The eastern edge of Japan was begging to become visible to the immortal's eyes. Nahkti only hoped that he was right in his assumption of Yami's hideout. He had to be there...
Nahkti finally arrived at his designation. The ghost town once called Domino. In truth, no one knew what ever happened. To drivers, the roads leading in were marked with detours. On foot, it was nothing but an abandoned stretch of broken buildings. An illusion of reality.
Skyscrapers that once stood a grand fifty stories lay crumpled at a mere two. The first mortal, whether brave or foolish; perhaps both, had trespassed on the fields of the dead and tried to scale the ivy-clothed city tower, and was dragged down by the affixed souls of citizens to their death. No one seemed to believe the story, but none dared to enter. None but the undead.
Now a sanctuary for demons, it could be called the one place of Hell on Earth. The one place you could find any demon, or at least someone who could find them for you. The one place he was sure to find Ryou and Yami.
"Ryou?! Ryou, where are you??" Nahkti was barley aware of the fact that tears were welling up in his eyes. He skimmed the town, looking in all the deserted alleyways and back streets. Coming into the heart of the desolate place, he spotted one of his familiars coming out of the shady bar, apparently drunk.
"Eh, Nahkti. 'Ow've ya bin?" The demon flew up and put his arm around Nahkti's shoulder for support. He strongly reeked of sake, and slurred all his words together into one unintelligible mass of syllables.
"'Eard ya angel got away!" He winked in a leering kind of way. "Too bad. Sounded like a good screw."
Nahkti whirled right around and clubbed the guy in his jaw, knocking him out cold. No one would ever talk about Ryou like that, and he would make sure of it.
He paused for a moment. "Wait a second...where did he get that idea from?" The demon paled. "No..." violently shaking his head, he tried to rid himself of the fact of what Yami might have done to get a rumour out like that...Nahkti flew, driven by his intuition to the one spot that Yami could have possibly chosen.
*
"Uhhn...where...huh?" Ryou's eyes fluttered open. Where the hell was he? He tried to sit up, but... Something was holding him down. Something that was also slowly and painfully dragging sharp claws across his bare chest.
The being above him stirred. "Ahh, you've woken up. Took you a whole two hours." he chuckled darkly. "Actually, that's better then my last couple of victims." Ryou shivered slightly. He should have been frozen if he was mortal; maybe that's what this person had meant. His surroundings seemed to be forged of ice and cement. Ryou tried to wrap his feathery wings around him for warmth before realizing they weren't there.
"What?! Where...where are my, wings? They, they're..." The tenshi whimpered. From this point, he suddenly became aware of his angelic energy draining out of his back in place of wings.
"They're gone, child. I've severed them. You may not get away, not now." The dark figure sneered, his poisoning words laced with malice.
Ryou weakly shook his head in denial, trembling at his remark. "No. You, didn't. You couldn't have." He felt the tears pushing at the corners of his eyes. "I'm...I'm-"
"An angel? Are you sure? No wings, no energy. What was the last bit? Innocence, was it?"
"You...No...I," Ryou stammered. He was still...
"Oh, but you were asleep for quite awhile. The order of events seems to go awry when you're not conscious, you know. And fate is not going to be going your way for the next eternity or so. Don't you remember me? Nahkti formally introduced us. Your koibito.. " The demon smirked. "This is, in a way, all his fault."
His sight seemed to fade in and out of darkness. The world might as well as been going downhill to him. This demon, he was Yami. The first tear spilled out of Ryou's eye. Where was Nahkti when he swore to protect him from these things? He said...
"What's the matter? Angel lost his wings, his safety, and his innocence? All for the sake of being a demon's lover. Was he really worth it? Your friends..? For lust?" The boy shook his head violently. No...he, he said he loved...him. Right? Ryou was getting more and more confused by each word Yami spoke; slowly drowning him. The second tear...No, his words were poison. He was just taunting him. None of this is real. None of this...
"Don't worry. You won't see daylight again, anyway. You are to be sealed in eternal darkness, alone. No one to hate, or to miss if you still feel like that. There is no way out or in. You will belong to me." Yami sat up, dragging Ryou with him. He delicately pressed a finger to the light's bleeding back. "Ah, your energy is almost completely gone. It won't be long now...But I guess you'd like to know where your final resting place resides. It's a town. One called Domino."
Ryou opened his eyes cautiously, vision still blurry. "But, that's, that's where Anzu was from."
"Ah, so you already know what it's like? Why she probably went to New York? There is nothing left except the traces of a ghost town. Domino is basically Hell on Earth. A demon's haven. This building used to belong to my reincarnation's grandfather. The Kame Game Store."
*
Me: uhh, yeah. Just for people who don't get how my mind works, or don't want to, Ryou was immortal as an angel. So he doesn't have any blood, only 'angelic energy' which kinda acts like blood, but not really? Do I make any sense whatsoever?
'Leanne: not really...
Angela: I'll have to agree..... even though my mind works the same way... almost.
Me: ...oh yes...you helped with the production of this chapter, didn't you? Here, have the day-lease of cute 'lil Shinu! ^^
Angela: ^^ yay! Duel partner! Come duel, Shinu! It's okay, we'll only duel for a minimum of six hours! ^0^0^0^
Shinu: O_o;; oh...that's not good...
'Leanne: hee hee, oh well. At least she'll be content 'till Erin-chan decides when to write more...
Angela: *runs off, dragging Shinu* bye byes! ^^
Shinu: ;'( ...help...
Kyokae: ha ha! Forgot about me, eh? Well, I'm the one to blame for Ryou's capture! ^^ I lent some of my powers to my sweet 'lil Yami!
Yami: 0_0;; get away from me...
Ryou: *sniff* If people don't review, Erin-chan might just get nasty and kill me off! I mean, look what happened last time, and I got my wings chopped off! Stupid Erin-chan...
Me: hey! Careful what you say, my little muse *evil grin* Wha ha ha!
Ryou: Ahh! Review! Please! Please! , *sniff*
