Silently, Yami reminisced the days when Osiris reigned over all. It had been a time of darkness, war, evil, and blood. Blood. He still remembered it: on the walls, the grass, tombstones, in the water, covering everything in its red path. It was most definitely a glorious time for him…what was he thinking? Could the reappearance of Osiris be reawakening the malevolence inside of him? Preposterous. Impossible. Absurd. Unfeasible. Out of the question…or was it? Yami wasn't sure, but he was already worried about it. Leyanna had told him that his days of being part of that evil were over, but Yami was anything but confident about that. There was still the matter of the link between Master and Servant, and it would always be there.
"How am I going to get out of this one?" he mumbled whilst rubbing his fatigued eyes.
Bakura woke up with a migraine headache. He massaged his temples in attempt to rid himself of the searing pain ripping through his head like scissors through paper. He hadn't gone to sleep like that. That was the only time when he ever got headaches. But actually…Bakura felt better than he had in a long time. Except for the migraine.
Good morning, Bakura.
G-good morning? Since when are you in such a good mood?
None of your business! It's not a crime to say good morning, is it?
Well, I suppose not…
"Oh good, you're awake. Do you know how long you slept? You missed breakfast. Oh man, it was so good…pancakes…bacon…" Leticia took a sip from her glass of orange juice.
Raw…
What?
Nothing! Mind your own business!
You have been acting very strangely lately…are you okay?
Fine.
All right, if you say so…
"Oh yeah, that reminds me, two people came over like two minutes ago. One was Joey, and the other one was some brown-haired stern guy in a blue trench coat thingy. After Joey saw me, he acted like he was going to run away, but he didn't. He asked me if you were here and I said you were sleeping. Then the stern guy said, "He knows where we'll be"."
"Kaiba?" Bakura said to himself. "Why would he come here looking for me?"
"Dunno," Leticia replied, "but there's still some leftovers in the fridge in case you get hungry."
"No, thank you. I'm not really that hungry…"
Of course you aren't.
What are you talking about?
Mind your own business!
Bakura began to worry about his yami; he had been acting more mysterious than usual. He decided that he'd go to see Joey and Kaiba, wherever they were. He grabbed his jacket.
"Leticia, I'm going to try and find Joey and Kaiba. I'll be back soon. Take care of Yugi for me, will you?"
"Yep, I'm on it!" she cheerily said. "Don't stay out too long though; never know when he'll wake up. If you come back at three in the morning, ooh, will I be mad! Have fun!"
"Thank you. I'll see you in little while." Bakura opened the door, and with a final glance back at Leticia's retreating form, left the house and shut the door behind him. The wind was cold while it brushed up against his skin; dried leaves blew past his feet and continued on down the road. He pulled his jacket tighter around his throat and set off down the sidewalk slowly.
He hadn't a clue where his feet were taking him; it was as if they knew exactly where to go. He strolled through the streets almost aimlessly; people gathered in clusters in front of buildings and scowled at him while he passed by them. Some people shook crosses at him. Bakura frowned; something very odd was going on lately.
His suspicions skyrocketed when he heard the tomb-robber laugh inside of his head.
The further he went into the city, the eerier things became. Pale corpses were everywhere; their scent was unbearable. Practically everything that was still standing was covered in red blood. Only a few buildings were still standing upright. His eyes darted from one sad scene to the next. Children, parents, friends, and elderly…all were dead. Some bodies were mangled so horridly it was impossible to tell if it used to be male or female. Bakura let out a remorseful cry. He hadn't clue why anyone would do something like this, or even why he had come here. But he kept going.
Not too far away, he could see two figures standing in the middle of the road, underneath the overcast and dark sky. He hoped it was Joey and Kaiba, but in his heart, he knew it wasn't them.
"Joey?" he called out weakly. "Kaiba?"
The figures turned their heads to look at him.
"Look who decided to show up," one said coldly.
"About time," responded the other. "Have you any idea how long we have been waiting for you?"
Bakura sighed, partly in relief. "Sorry, Leticia didn't wake me up, and…" Bakura's entire body shuddered before he fell to his knees. The Ring shimmered brightly around his neck, then turned from gold to black; the eye in the middle of his forehead appeared, but instead of its usual color, it was red. Then he stood, eyes glinting malevolently. "Pardon that idiot's ramblings," he said. "It seems he's becoming suspicious."
"It's very much like him. That will be taken care of, in time."
Khentimentiu laughed. "What was it he called you two? Joey and Kaiba?"
Khalid scowled. "I cannot believe my human name is Joey…hideous!"
"Mine is decent. Seto Kaiba…it has a dark tone to it, don't you think?" Anubis said.
"Oh shut up, Anubis."
"Will you both be quiet? We have things to do," said the voice of Runihura, who had appeared by the side of a building. His three accomplices turned to look at him. Runihura was wearing an open black jacket, revealing a nicely developed torso, and black jeans that were two sizes too large. Silver chains, stained with dried blood, hung from each belt loop on his jeans. The look on his face was wicked.
"That is an interesting look," Anubis said.
"You are straying from the subject!" Runihura snapped angrily. "Now, come with me. He has chosen the one who will be His host."
"Who is the unlucky mortal?" Khentimentiu replied with a smirk.
"The one whose body is dying slowly, the boy called Yugi Muto."