Au Fic.
Wanring: Angst, Character Death
Do not own Yugi-oh
Prologue: Fallen
I hate you; it's all you fault
I hate you I hate you!
The rain came down ruthlessly beating upon the brunette, she was cold, wet, each step was a pang of one thousand knives, but it didn't matter to her the words kept coming over and over; she couldn't escape them.
I hate you I hate you!
It's all you fault!
She choked back a sob…everything that happen she couldn't take anymore, she lost two friends but they had each other in the end. She tripped, and fell to the ground holding in everything all the lies, deceit, and abuse…until she cried and gave into all the turbulent emotions. She didn't know what to do; she couldn't know what to do. They hated her…no matter how hard she try to be there for the two in the end it didn't matter and she was tired of it all.
Yet she couldn't stop crying.
I hate you, I HATE YOU!
She swallowed a cry, only lying against the pavement; why did it happen? Why? And yet she was getting all the heat of it. Thunder boomed in the distance, she knew it was trivial all of it but she couldn't let it go no matter how hard it was…
I HATE YOU! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT
'Make the pain stop…' she thought. She prayed so hard she wanted it to stop but it wouldn't it couldn't…so much for brotherhood and friendship, it was something she had always believed in but this…even this broke it. She was weak now, unknowing she was prey to the soon to come temptation.
It came walking down the street. It saw the girl and felt the delicious despair, and like a moth to the flame it came to her.
Amidst her tears she didn't hear the footsteps until a soft breathing interrupted her thoughts. She look up to see an obscured shadow. "Child, why are you out here?" the voice, male asked. It stopped her before she could speak.
"Betrayal eh? Sadness, anger, blame" it spoke. Her breath hitch, he knew.
The thunder boomed again and the figure towered over her, a looming shadow over a child. It outstretch his hand. "Come with me" she look to him, eyes glazed and tired. It waited for a moment and withdrew it's hand. He turned and began to walk. Anzu look to the now distancing figure and felt herself pull herself up. Without knowing what she was doing she followed the wolf into the path of needles.
After what seem like eternity, they stopped. The rain had long stop, the dewdrops shining against a grave of roses, thorns surrounding the crosses, as the flowers were red as blood itself. The figure turn to her. "Will you receive my gift?" he ask.
She tilted her head, unsure of his question.
"Will you receive my gift? All I ask is yourself" it spoke. She was silent. The figure knowing this turn to the graves "I chose you, because I think you can be of some use to me, beaten up, crying, weak…it disgusts me, you little petty feelings, so I am offering you something; you can take it or not" he explain.
She couldn't speak. Maybe she was tired mind body and soul…but she didn't care. "Why me?" she asked. He chuckled at this "you were crying…in the rain" he only said.
"I hate you. I hate you" he spoke. She froze "who knew so much hatred from one so young…humans are stupid" he rambled.
"Then why bother with someone stupid as myself…?" she whispered softly. "I see much potential in you, so I ask again" he turned and in an instant his back ripped apart. She gasped and step away. " Will you accept my gift? All you need is to come to me" he spoke softly.
"…" She began to walk to him, his arms outreach, the darken feathers falling to the ground, she closed her eyes and he embraced her. In an instant, something in her died, something gave. "Don't fret child, the pain will cease soon enough," he said. She felt suffocated now, everything surrounding her yet she accepted it.
The roses began to wilt, and the crosses bled for the souls beneath knew of the agony and pain her foolish choice she made was their very own. Very soon she would join the grave of roses. She soon fell to a deep slumber. The figure cradle her and smirked, he would have fun showing this one, corrupting this one, he had a feeling she would be his best pawn yet. He wasn't all that selfish, she was in pain, a common feeling all he had chosen before; an emotion that could tear all, he only saved her from the abyss.
"Hm another one?" a voice echoed. Bakura grinned "She has potential" he spoke. The other figure gave an amused snort "you're going to have fun breaking and rebuilding her, aren't you?" He ask. Bakura nodded "She chose it, I offered because I felt pity"
"How very unlike you"
Bakura grinned "Don't worry, all this unnecessary emotion will stop, the dark feathers shall surround you soon." With that he turned and walk to the grave of roses. Then, the girl and the other figure vanished without trace.
She had fallen, and the cruel fate of killing her would be on the hands of Yugi Muto.
Prologue End