Tain't mine. Brainmelty.
Perihelion
The Spirit paces, back and forth and back and forth. He shouldn't worry, nonono, don't worry. He stops, and starts again.
Back-forth, back-forth.
Back-forth, back-forth.
He knows he shouldn't worry, but something is going to happen! He can feel it! It doesn't matter if he shouldn't worry; he's going to anyway because something's wrong! He should tell his host but his host doesn't know about him so he can't tell him but he has to! His host is in danger, something's wrongwrongwrong!
It was calm before, so so perfect, but now it's all soso wrong, now that he came! It's all wrong it's all his fault! That one with silver hair and a gold eye, who entices and forces and lies. It's his fault. It wasn't long ago, when everything was calm and perfect and safe but no it's never been safe for these, not as long as the Spirit has known them.
He paused, that thought catching his attention. Since he's known them? Does that mean it's his fault? No! Nonono… It can't can't can't be his fault because then he would have caused his host pain and he can't do that! He's helped him soso much it's all he can do after his host saved him out of the darkness and saved him from himself.
It's all his fault!
The one that came into their lives and into his home with his magic to take away what his host treasured the most! It's his fault! He's the one that dragged them here into this chaos and darkness and insanity. The spirit will deal with him, in his own time.
But all this doesn't matter because something is still coming and he doesn't know what it is!
Back-forth, back-forth.
Back-forth, back-forth.
What should he do? Wait? Take over and search? No, he can't do that because his host's friends would notice him. He has to wait, has to wait no matter how hard it is because Ra damn it he doesn't even know what it is! It's smarter to wait, to see the enemy before striking. But it's still hard because all he can do is pace and pace and pace as he fells the what-ever-it-is coming closer.
Back-forth, back-forth.
Back-forth, back-forth.
The Spirit freezes; his eyes bolt wide as he feels the something coming close something familiar, but he hasn't felt this in years but it's him it's him it's him! No host don't near him he's dangerous it doesn't matter that he looks like a friend he's not! The darkness is so strong around this one, far stronger then around the Spirit, too strong for someone who calls himself a friend. The Spirit rages, he knows he has to do something but he can't do anything! All he can do is pace and yell and hope that he can do something but he can't! If his host knew about him, knew him then he could do something but how could his host know him when he doesn't know himself no don't think about that right now there are more important things to do!
Back-forth, back-forth.
Back-forth, back-forth.
His host is trusting, soso trusting. He shouldn't play with this one, he shouldn't no he shouldn't even be near him! He's a liar, a thief and a murderer! The Spirit doesn't know how he knows, but he does and he's almost never felt something so strong and evil not even from the golden-eyes one and he just knows!
The intruder asks to see their favorite cards, he says just to see but that can't be true he never does anything just because! He must want something, something because he's too cunning, too evil to just want to see!
His host chooses his favorite card, the Black Magician, how fitting it's the Spirit's favorite but no!
No!
The intruder asks for a game, no no no don't! No stakes, he says, but he's a liar! No, host, don't say yes don't say yes don't say yes please don't say yes he'll hurt you! Nonono….
The Spirit jolts. No, that can't be, nonono no one except the Spirit and one other know how to use shadow magic, the invader shouldn't shouldn't can't know how to use it but he does! This is wrong, so so wrong, no Host don't! Don't play a game with him, nonono too late! The shadows lash and bind them in their cards and his host's deck, trapping them into the shadows and no the Spirit's host doesn't deserve to be trapped in there, with only monsters to meet him. He'll be hurt and that can't happen! The only one that deserves to trapped there is the intruder, and he will get double portion of what he has give, yesyesyes that's what he deserves and that's what he'll get for touching and harming the Spirit's host.
He has to do something! It doesn't matter what he does or what happens, he just has to something, anything!
The intruder moves closer, no don't touch him don't touch him I won't let you! The intruder chuckles reaching for the Spirit's treasure his home his puzzle. The Spirit won't let him no no NO! Then he would be taken away from his host and that can't happen! He would be alone, so so alone and trapped in the shadows again and he doesn't want to go there again! And then he wouldn't be able to help his host save his grandfather and he would be alone too and the Spirit doesn't want that can't let that happen! He can't let the intruder touch him; no he can't let him take him away! The Spirit is standing, surprising the intruder; didn't he know he was here?
"We must play the game of darkness. I will play with you." The spirit growls, angry. This one will pay, pay for hurting his host and his friends. Hey trusted him, and he hurt them and they didn't deserve this and this bastard will pay!
He will pay with very soul.
On to the game.
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Hello, I'm back. This is the second installment of Equinox. This one's from the POV of our (mine anyway) favorite Pharaoh, Yami no Yuugi. Sorry if your brain's now mush. Oh, and the name. Perihelion is from Greek, means 'near the sun', and is the point in a planet's orbit when it's closest to the sun. Once again, it's out of my science book.