Rewritten : Shadows in my head
Chapter 1 : Useless
Writer : Asheron Karuma
Disclaimer : I don't own YuGiOh!
Original chapter title : The Nightmare
I'm sorry it took me a long tim to get back into the fan fiction world
I always thought it would be horrible to write the things that I had on my paper, I thought my stories were horrible
But now I am back and ready to get on with everything
But first things first, I am happy to inform you that I am going to replace the Shadows In My Head story with a better made one
I've been thinking about it a lot and I came to the conclusion that I had to be more deep... jada jada jada you will know what I mean
I have learned a lot in the time I was gone, hopefully this will become an even beter story then the original, I will keep the original up for those who like it, I also still need it for the chapters and text
The darkness went away when Bakura opened his eyes, he was greeted with a white light and a white ceiling, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head away...
Outside it was raining, the rain clattered against the window, it was then that Bakura knew where he was at... it was the hospital... I didn't know how long he had been out, he only knew that his body ached all over and what the source of this pain was, yet he hoped it was all a dream...
'Useless'
That word echoed in his head as he ran from the swimming darkness
'Useless'
He tripped and fell, face down in the mud, sliding a few yards further, when he tried to get up he felt the shadows taking over him, he couldn't help it, he was useless...
He had found himself lying on the floor, face up, he could feel liquid sliding down his face and body, his clothes were drenched and he was lying in something liquid, the bitter taste in his mouth made him want to die... though he could be on the edge of it right now...
It was then that he heard voices and running, he heard a door slam open, when he tried to look at the opening he could only narrow his eyes, the light was too bright and his vision blurry, he could see a black figure in the opening
"I found him! He is down here! Call an ambulance!"
these were the last words he could remember, after that all was black and once in a while he could hear a vague voice laughing, more of some one who was insane...
Useless, this word cut in his heart like the knifes in his skin, but it was the truth
it was always him who had to be saved, it was always him that needed help, he could never do anything right...
Maybe because they didn't trust him...
he took back those words... they didn't trust him, they never did, they were afraid that someday he would turn on them and kill them, though he would rather die himself then do anything like that, they didn't have to know it... it didn't matter to him if he was not trusted, he was useless already...
For a split second he would think of life without his other half...
By that thought he closed his eyes, and spoke to himself...
"Don't be stupid..."
Bakura found himself standing inside a castle, it seemed familiar, the castle was in an Egyptian style, the surrounding made him feel uncomfortable, it was dark but yet it made him feel at peace
Bakura walked down the corridor and stopped , his eyes widened in fear
The wall of the end of the hallway was covered with blood spatters, also a trail of blood was leading around the corner
Bakura made haste, ran to the other side but stopped dead in his tracks, before him lay Tristan, Joey and Tea , in a circle with the heads together in the middle, they were dead, blood streaming from multiple cute , stab wounds all over their chests
Bakura held his hand against his mouth, he couldn't stand this... it was to much, he felt like he had to puke
It was then that he heard a scream...
"YUUGI!"
the sound was coming from a hallway in the back of the room and Bakura ran as fast as he could, but he was to late...
Yuugi lay with his back against the wall, a small blood trail coming from his mouth, stab wounds all over
"No..."
Bakura muttered, he backed away, tears falling from his cheeks
"NO !"
there was only on person who could do such a thing...
his sadness turned into anger at the thought
"Where are you..."
he now stood in the middle of the room looking around him, searching for his other half
"WHERE ARE YOU!"
it was then that Yami Bakura walked out of the shadows, his shirt covered with blood
A.N. battle city outfit-
in his right hand he held a knife, smiling he licked it as he walked up to Ryou
"What have you done!"
"Do you think it was me who did this tragedy? I can assure you it wasn't me, it is what YOU are going to do..."
Bakura's eyes widened as he stepped back
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Yami Bakura still with the knife in his right hand, let his left hand take hold of Ryou's face, gentile he turned him around , not keeping an eye of him
Behind them was a mirror, and when Bakura looked inside it, he just couldn't believe what he was seeing, in the mirror image he was the person covered with blood , he tried to move but found that his right hand was occupied, he looked down and saw a knife, what was he doing with a knife...
Yami Bakura let his hands slide across Bakura's cheeks, Bakura who had his back turned on him could only see what he was doing in the mirror, he was scarred, scarred to death, tears were dwelling and rolling down his cheeks, he was to scared to move
Yami Bakura closed on on his left side and whispered in his left ear
"Useless..."