Laughing in the Dark
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This is that which will become interesting
As the cult begins to take Yami's life into their own hands
As Noa watches
As the cultists wish to twist and distort Yami's mind
To make him intense with rage
To make him betray
To make Noa take action
To make Yugi take a stand
To make the world around them change
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Laughing in the Dark
Capture and Torture
I did enough to show you that I
was willing to give and sacrifice
and I was the one who was lifting you up
when you thought your life had had enough
and when I get close you turn away,
there's nothing that I can do or say
so now I need you to tell me the truth
you know I'd do that for you
Yami had all but given up on trying to defeat Noa. She was on a higher level than Yami could ever hope to be. And she was a werewolf, another ace in the hole for her. She was not immortal though, she was not beyond God. Yami constantly tried to shake her from his thoughts, but nothing ever seemed to work. He remembered how she had fought outside their window.
And he knew why she vexed him so.
Yami was currently returning from the local grocery store, instant ramen, milk, and random other foods in two plastic bags. He whistled s random tune to himself as he rounded the corner and walked towards the game shop. The heavy gray skies looked like they were to tear open and flood the earth at any moment. The whistling turned to song as Yami walked closer and closer to the shop.
"And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone..."
Yami opened the door to the shop and walked into the kitchen. After unpacking the bags, he realized that he forgot eggs. Cursing to himself, he left a note for Yugi (and Noa) before watching the sky begin to rain. He grabbed the umbrella (pink and plaid, just for Kilandra-chan!) and headed out into the rain.
It was a flat-out downpour. Yami cursed himself for not bringing a jacket, but moments earlier it had been too warm for one. He shook off his dismay and rounded the corner in the general direction of the store.
Heh, heh, heh...one would think he would be more cautious...
I agree...but we are just to bring him...
Yami stopped dead in his tracks. He heard the voices. They were clearly not human.
Be a good child and come quietly!
Yami jumped back as a great demon nearly crushed him. It was nine feet tall and black. It had the face of a man (a corrupt man, but a man) and two great horns jutting out of its head. Its hands were large and clawed. Its eyes were white, and fixed on Yami. It had sharp, pearl-white teeth and was all muscle. It took one step forwards as a second one dropped behind Yami.
Yami threw the umbrella aside and wheeled around, hand glowing blue with a spell. Said spell caught the other demon in the stomach, making it screech and jump back in pain. Yami then dodged the other, but not very well. The two rose and advanced on him, but Yami was not going down so easily. His hands glowed blue again, ready for an attack.
He's spirited.
It would be no fun if he didn't put up a fight...
They jumped at him, but Yami hit them both. He took a step back, hands glowing again. The demons began laughing, and their bodies began to twist and merge together.
A great black serpent-like wave raced towards Yami. He raised his hands in defense, but that could not hold it back for long. It broke through his defense and shot him back into the wall of a building. The demons regained their original forms and advanced as Yami was beginning to stand. His hands glowed again, but one of the demons grabbed his forearm and lifted him off the ground.
Did you not think that we could adapt to your worthless spell?
If you can't use your arm, then what good is a spell?
Yami cried out in pain as the demon tightened his grip, and Yami could feel his bones fracture. It was broken. The spells fizzled and died in the rain. Yami was dropped onto the sidewalk. He stood, but his right arm was useless. The demons advanced, and Yami stepped back, eventually backing into a wall.
"Oh hell..." He hissed.
You have no idea...
We should bring him back...they can play with him more...
And what if that feraling comes?
She has no care for him. She won't come.
Then, let us depart...
Yes...that arm is the least of his problems...
One of the demons picked a soaking wet Yami up by the back of his shirt and they returned to the shadow.
They re-emerged in an isolated spot of the park, a place where Yami had never known of. A blighted glen of the cult. One of the members approached the demons, wearing a crown of bones in addition to his normal cloak.
This is the nameless one you ?
"Yes...excellent job as always, Blighted Dancers." The member said, voice like water in a cave.
We broke his right arm, so there is no need for you to do that.
"Also excellent. We shall take it from here. You are relieved of duty for now."
As you command, Di'shuri.
Yami was lowered onto a bed made of red satin and animal hides. Sensing his own inability to attempt to escape, he looked around, only to see a few cult members and the crowned Di'shuri before him. The anonymous members placed a chain on his dog-collar and attached the other end to a great metal spire in the ground. Then, they went off to attend to other duties, but Di'shuri remained.
"Now, Nameless One, do you have a strong resistance to pain?"
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Yugi walked downstairs from doing some homework. Noa (in her wolf form) looked up from watching TV on the couch. She wagged her tail back and forth and continued watching Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. Yugi walked into the kitchen and saw Yami's note about the eggs. Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes. It was only the fifth time he had forgotten eggs in the past 6 times he had gone shopping for food.
But as the hours dragged on, and Noa and Yugi soon grew tired of SVU, Yugi did start to wonder if something was wrong. It was already 6 o'clock.
"Noa, something's wrong."
"Possibly. Most likely." She said, shifting straight into her human form, ears and tail and all.
Yugi suddenly cringed as a bloodcurdling scream ripped through the confides of his mind. He heard Yami screaming in pain.
"Something's wrong with Yami!" Yugi shouted. Noa nearly fell off the couch. Yugi ran for his coat, and a flashlight in order to see through the rain. She shifted into her wolf form and was waiting for him at the doorway.
The two went charging into the darkness of the rain. Noa picked up a weak scent of Yami, and Yugi followed her.
But all she ended up finding was the umbrella. She could smell the Blighted Dancers. But she walked over to Yugi, ready to tell him the news...but it seemed that he already gathered that information. His hands were curled into fists, and it was hard to tell the rain from his tears.
"I hate myself..." Yugi whispered.
Lightning flashed overhead. Noa changed forms and put one hand on Yugi's head.
"You shouldn't. This time, they wanted Yami. And they wanted him just to enrage you. They know of your connection."
Yugi looked up at Noa as another tongue of lightning streaked across the sky.
"We need to be more cautious. They have Yami as a bargaining chip. They think that if they have him, they can make you do whatever they want. If we can get track him, then I can find where they have him, and I can slaughter them."
They started walking back to the game shop.
Once back, they noticed a note on the door. Yugi grabbed it and walked inside.
"Yugi, you might not want me here, I'm gonna smell like wet dog for a while."
"Maybe you should go shower." Yugi said, not reading the note yet.
"I want you hovering by the door, and then we'll never be too far apart."
"Uh-huh."
Yugi sat with his back to the door, reading the note to himself. Sure enough, it was a ransom note for Yami. They wanted Yugi's blood, that's why they took Yami. But Yugi no longer felt sorrow, but confidence.
Yami wasn't the type to get captured and die...
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Yami lay on his stomach, in too much pain to try resisting anymore. His back was cut open, and his blood was coating the bone-whip that kept descending again and again. He prayed that it would end soon, be it through death or that Di'shuri didn't feel like hitting him anymore. The whip cracked again and again, and Yami just laid there, taking it.
But then, it stopped. Yami looked up at the crowned one, anger at the edges of his eyes.
"I believe that is enough for today..."
Di'shuri knelt down and forced Yami to look at him, but Yami saw nothing but red eyes.
"But you won't last beyond this, a bone whip is bad, but a blade whip is worse."
And he left Yami alone, to bleed and suffer...
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