Yes, I know it's been a while and that this'll be my first update of the year…but better late than never right…right?
To the story.
Calla heard her heart pounding in her ears as Malik reached to untie her bond. This was her chance to be free and to finally do something right. The bond on her left hand began to loosen. Malik froze. 'No! Don't stop! Untie me! Believe me!' A soft chuckle escaped his lips, "You're a good actress my dear, but not good enough." She felt rage and disappointment in her self well up as she let loose a tears and a scream of frustration. He hadn't untied the bond, but he'd loosened it enough for this. Malik's eyes widened as her arm broke free, slapping him across the face with all her might. "I won't take this any more!" Calla shoved him off the bed, frantically trying to release her other arm. He swore as he hit the floor. She had freed her other arm before he stood once again. "Now you've gone to far, dear." They struggled briefly before he pinned Calla's arms above her heard, raising one of his own back as to strike her. Eyes tightly shut she awaited his wrath. Nothing. 'Now what?' Teary blue eyes opened as Malik's hand instead caressed her cheek. Shaking his head almost pitying he spoke, "If you'd only behave things like this wouldn't happen, now would they?" BOOM! (or something like that but less cheesy) Both their heads whipped to the door as an injured hunter rushed in, breathing ragged. "We're under attack!" Malik turned from Calla forgetting she was half way freed. "Attack! By whom! The Pharaoh couldn't have found out!" Amazement filled Calla at the hunter's next words. "Not the Pharaoh master. It's the tombrobber." Malik swore once again, before taking charge. "Divide the hunters with the strongest kaa's, one group will attack him head on. The others and I will take the ring from him." He smirked. "He'll be weaker without it." The two men left the room. And Calla. 'I can't, I won't let them defeat Bakura! He may be evil and a little, or very, crazy but I have no other choice. Among other reasons…' She thought as she untied herself. 'Reason's that are hard to ignore.'
To 'Kura.
Bakura couldn't stop the demonic laugh that burst forth. Fire raged around him as Diaboundo's snakes lashed out at any who came near him. The laugh was replaced with a growl as another group of kaa's rushed at him. Just because he was having fun didn't mean that he had forgotten his reason for coming. Diaboundo let out a roar. "No one steals from a thief."
Back to Calla.
Calla's feet pounded like her heart as she ran down one of the many halls. 'I doubt Bakura would be defeated that easily but I can't take that chance, for my sake and his.' Cries of pain lead her to the burning part of the once fine mansion. Bile rose in her throat as she beheld the destruction. Bodies of her captors littered the ground around her, foul smoke billowing through the air carrying screams along with it to the heavens. His figured stood out against the now night darkened sky, the creature behind more terrifying than she had ever seen. But it gave her an odd sense of comfort. 'Bakura.' Worry gripped at her heart once again as Malik's plan moved into action before her eyes. His beast easily took down the creatures attacking him but he was so caught up in the killing… What if he didn't she the others coming from the side! A hunter seized her arm. "What are you doing out here? You're master's prisoner!" Calla tore her eyes from the fight as he pulled her back. A feeling welled up inside her like she had never felt before. "Let go of me!" The hunter released her arm crying out in fiery pain, bleeding from a slash across his chest. The hunters not fighting Bakura turned in shock to stare at the woman standing in front of Calla, blade bloody. White blonde hair pulled back and held in place by a sash and feathers revealed cold green eyes. A deep contrast to the flame-like aura surrounding her. She wore a strapless blue dress of a warrior, allowing her to move with speed. The jewelry she wore was that of a strange tribal type, tattoos adorned her arms and legs. She turned and attacked, clearing Calla's way as she ran to stop Malik's plan. 'I will stop him.' They would fight him themselves if they had to. Her and this, assailant of flames. Her, and her kaa.
End of chap.
I hope that was worth the wait. Calla's kaa is the 'Lady Assailant Of Flames' (of course) and one of my favorite cards, which is pretty cheesy to write but whatever. Thank you for all of you're suggestions. Please r&r. BTW, we should hear from Yami next chap.
