Misconceptions:
By Midnight
Memory Notes: ha-hum. Still not working on evil homework... bah... EVIL Homework... (sigh)
Chapter Two: Misconception Two
x-Begin-x
Misconception- \Misconcep"tion\, n.
Erroneous conception; false opinion; wrong understanding.
Angels and Demons
There is one moment
frozen in my memory
a moment in which everything
finally was clear to me
and for a moment, I could see
all around me people moved on
gave up the fight and just put down
angry, bitter memories
abandoned them for false priorities
but I had nothing left
but the ongoing fight against them
Angels and Demons
are fighting within me
Angels and Demons
are breaking free
the day is cold, my life is gone
Angels and Demons
all around me
And the Angels, they hurt me
it's more anger than fear
all these Devils say is kind
true but softer still
Angels and Demons
are fighting about me
Angels and Demons
are breaking free
the night is warm, my misconceptions gone
Angels and Demons
all around me
Ohh...
I want to go home
Ohh...
I've never been so alone
Ohh...
ohh... Angels and Demons
When one is the other
it's hard to see
Angels and Demons
one is what the other should be
Angels and Demons
are fighting for over me
Angels and Demons
are breaking free
the light is dark, my sanity gone
Angels and Demons
all around me
Angels and Demons
are fighting within me
Angels and Demons
(By Midnight)
Misconception Two: All Demons are evil, nasty, cruel freaks of nature.
Why this is a Misconception: Mai Valentine and Joey Wheeler.
What Happened:
Bakura glared angrily at the blond boy. What do you mean take her back? he snapped. Joey grinned slyly.
Yami decided he didn't need an Angel for this year's games. Take her back, he said simply. Bakura scowled, glaring at the floor. In his arms, held bridal style was the limp form of Serenity Wheeler, who'd passed out as Bakura had gone through the barrier in-between Limbo and Hell.
Like I'd believe a low-grade lackey like you, Wheeler. Let me through, I'll talk to the Lord himself, Bakura hissed. Joey paled slightly, shaking his head.
No way, Bakura. You know Yami HATES to be interrupted, he said quickly. Bakura looked at him hard for a moment, and then grinned smugly.
Nice try, Wheeler. But, you fail, he said in a quiet, confident tone.
Joey began, when out of the blue he was interrupted by a deep voice from right behind him.
Joey, what's this? Lying again? How naughty of you..., Yami said, getting a content smirk from Bakura and a soft eep' from Joey. The blond boy turned around.
Y-Yami... hey... Um, well, ya see, Bakura here has gone an' gotten my sister to be the Angel for this year's game and- Joey began explaining, when he was again cut off, this time by Bakura.
The regulations you established as Lord of Hell, Yami, clearly state to grab whatever girl is on duty in Limbo. In all of Limbo, this was the only girl. I highly doubt many demons will be pleased if you tell me to take her back and we consequentially have no Angel, Bakura told the king in a dark but formal tone. Yami smiled.
You have a very good point there Tomb Robber, and for once you aren't being sarcastic about it. Joey, I know how you feel about your sister, but she's the only one. I'm sorry, Yami told his old friend gently. Bakura rolled his eyes and Joey stared at Yami in slight horror.
You're going to go through with it? Even at the cost of my sister's life! Joey demanded. Yami nodded quietly, casting his eyes over toward Bakura and Serenity for a moment, then back to Joey.
Yes, even at the cost of her life, or at least what life you have after death. If you really want, Joey, you can enter the game and try and win her safety, as the rules clearly state the winning Demon gets to do whatever he wants with the Angel, as long as she doesn't remain hostage in Hell over a year, Yami told him, putting a solemn hand on Joey's shoulder. The teen shook it off.
What's wrong with ya, Yami? This is my SISTER! You're tellin' me that if someone tried to use Yugi as the other Angel, you'd LET them! Joey demanded. Bakura yawned sarcastically, bored in his little world and sick of holding Serenity.
Y-Yes, Joey. I would, Yami said firmly and almost instantly. Those are the rules laid down, and that's what we'll go by. Joey glared at his old friend's dark.
You're a bastard, you know that? he said darkly, and marched off. Yami looked after him regretfully, then glanced at Bakura.
Do what you want with her till the games start, as long as you don't hurt her or let her escape, all right? the Lord of Hell sighed, and turned around, heading back through the large, ornate metal doors that lead to his chamber. Bakura scowled.
Don't hurt her, he says. Fine, whatever, he growled under his breath, and took off again back to HIS room.
x-!-x
Damien woke up, groaning, and glanced around through half open eyes. The room was rather dimly light, with large walls covered in smooth black wallpaper, and deep red curtains hanging around Dark Purple tinted windows you couldn't see anything through. He was lying on top of the covers of a large, four poster bed with the same basic color theme. Across the room and near a black metal door, carved with runes, was a small black wood dresser. It was a goth's dream room.
He noticed only vaguely that his head didn't hurt anymore, and he didn't feel like he was about to pass out on the spot. Damien sat up.
All of a sudden, the black door opened with a smooth but slow motion, and through it came a blond girl. She had a very well defined figure, sharp and beautiful violet eyes, and was dressed in a low cut white T-shirt and black jacket, with a black skirt hanging around her legs. In her arms she carried a tray with a glass of water and a plate of strange looking fruits, on her forehead a pair of short red horns curved toward her hair line, and a swinging, blade tipped deep red tail behind her pushed the door closed. She smiled seductively.
Hey sweetie, you're up, she commented, setting the tray on a small bedside table beside Damien with a lamp on it. Damien smiled dimly.
Yes, yes I am. Excuse, but, are you a demon? he said. Mai looked at him blankly a minute, then smiled.
she replied simply.
Damien whispered under his breath, then sighed exaggeratedly and fell over backwards on the bed. What's wrong? she asked him, eyes narrowing only slightly. Damien glanced at her.
I died, then I had to put up with a bunch of snobbish angels and this Gifted kid, and now I'm being held captive by a demon, Damien told her monotonously. The girl put a hand on her hip, surveying him for a minute, frowning.
Hey sweetie, you're not a Demon, are you? she said finally. Damien glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.
Do I look like a demon? he asked. She shook her head. Damien Heilun wasn't that tall, five foot ten inches. He didn't look that strong, with a thin frame and no particularly visible muscle tone. He wasn't particularly handsome, though he might have been considered a bit cute, with short and messy black hair that was just barely long enough for a stubby ponytail, and soft grey eyes with a slight blueish undertone. Damien wasn't very intimidating, because he didn't look strong, he wasn't overbearing, and he didn't walk with an sort of air of confidence or regality. He looked more like a scrawny little rebellious punk who dropped out of high school to join a fight that he shouldn't have even taken part in in the first place. And this was true.
No, you look like a human, she told him simply. He smiled a dull and distant smile.
Yeah, that's good. I was human the last time I checked and wasn't dead, he breathed under his breath. the girl looked at him studiously a moment longer.
And you're not an Angel either, are you? she asked. Damien propped himself back up.
No, I am not an Angel either, he said quietly. She nodded, and picked up the glass from the tray, holding it out to him.
Drink this then, she said commandingly. Damien looked at it suspiciously for a moment, then took it and drunk it in a single tilt of his head. She smiled. And now you won't boil to death down here.It's not hot in this room, Damien told her. She shrugged.
Joey's high up, he's got air-conditioning, she told him matter-of-factly. Before this thrilling conversation could go further though, the door opened again, revealing a medium sized blond boy, same age as Damien and the girl at eighteen. He looked positively furious, brown eyes glistening with dark hate, and his short blond hair was standing slightly on end. He was dressed in a white T-shirt with an open black jacket thrown over it and dark slacks, his horns, also black, were slightly longer than the girl's, maybe by an inch or two, and also curved upwards, and his black tale flicked from side to side, looking malevolent as if the blade on the end was searching for an innocent throat to slit.
Mai, we have a problem, he hissed, walking toward her. Mai smiled at him.
Sorry hot stuff, but we've got two problems, she corrected. Joey blinked, and glanced at Damien on his bed, then sighed.
Fine, we've got two problems. Who in the name of heaven is that? he amended. Mai blinked, slightly startled, and looked at Damien.
Excuse me, who exactly are you? she asked him. Damien looked at her a moment, and smiled. Finally, someone who didn't know his name.
Damien Heilun, he told her. The man stared.
Wait, Damien Heilun? Are you really? he insisted. Damien nodded.
Yeah, why? he asked. The man shook his head.
Mai, do you know who this guy is? he asked his female companion. Mai looked at him quizzically a moment.
He's some kid, Damien Heilun, who's not an Angel OR a Demon, she stated blankly.
he exclaimed. Everyone looked at him with the same questioning blank stare that debated the existence of his sanity.
Joey, what are you talking about? Mai asked him seriously. Joey took a step back, looking at Damien.
This is Damien Heilun, this is the prophecy of the Elite. This is the child of Armageddon! The decider between Heaven and Hell! The end of the world and the choosier of the After world! This is the key to Eternity! Joey told them enthusiastically.
x-!-x
Um, excuse me, Miss Yuan? Yugi said uncertainly. The Lord of Heaven turned from the beautiful, soft blue rose she'd been watching intently.
she responded, her voice melodically. Yugi shuffled his feet. What is it?Well, you know the Gateway tree? he asked. Rose Yuan, Lord of Heaven and Leader of all Angels nodded. Yugi looked away.
Yes, Yugi-chan?Well, ya see, there was this, um, guy, who didn't fall back asleep when he was supposed to, and he kind of ate one of the fruits and then he kinda fell through to Hell, Yugi told her nervously. STill with an air of calm, Yuan placed a gentle, slender and pale hand on the short boy's shoulder.
What was his name Yugi-chan? she asked in an even, gentle voice.
Damien Heilun, Yugi said quietly. Yuan's eyes went wide.
What? You let the Key to Eternity fall into HELL? Into YAMI'S hands? she demanded, suddenly panicked. She released his shoulder and strode back toward her throne room, through the Royal Garden archway with Yugi struggling to keep up.
What? The Eternity Key? That was Damien? Yugi asked. Yuan nodded harshly.
Yes, yes it was. We HAVE to get that boy, and NOW. Where are your accomplices? Tristan, Ryou, Téa and Serenity? the Lord of Heaven demanded. Yugi caught up to her, following nervously at her side.
Well, Téa's back at level five helping the new angels still, Serenity was kidnapped by Bakura for the Hell Games, and Tristan and Ryou are out looking for her, Yugi told the Lord nervously. Yuan sighed.
Perfect. Now we have to bring FOUR people back from Hell. All right, I'm going to organize a rescue party for you. You, Téa and a few others will go down to Hell and try and retrieve Damien before Yami gets a total grip on him. If it's possible, I want you to bring back Serenity, Tristan and Ryou, she told him as they approached the door to her throne room. With a flourish, she pushed the large, beautifully carved, sparkling white doors open.
You think Tristan and Ryou are being held captive too? Yugi asked. Yuan nodded.
Yes. Who's watching the Gateway tree now? she asked him as they crossed the large courtroom.
Yugi replied. Yuan nodded.
Good. She's very reliable, and capable in combat. If anyone tries to break in she'll be able to keep it under control, Yuan said, climbing up a set of marble steps. Yugi stopped at the bottom, and kneeled as Yuan sat down in her throne.
So what do you want me to do now? Yugi asked. Yuan smiled at his small, bowed form.
I want you to go into the weapons chamber and equip yourself for an all out war. This isn't going to be very pretty, and Hell has most of the power of the Gifted as well, Yuan said in a dark voice. Yugi nodded, rising.
All right then Miss Yuan. Call me as soon as we're ready to leave.
x-End-x
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