Chapter 5,
DN Angel, By Angel StardustNote: Yes, I finally updated. Sorry everything takes so long! I'll try to get this updated again by Friday! If I don't…well I suppose you'll have to wait until next week…but I might be able to update by Thursday!
Rivalry"Look, Phantom Thief Dark!"
The words echoed across the museum grounds. Daisuke was shocked at the sight of so many people. Who would have thought so many people would be at the museum? What time did it close? Suddenly, Daisuke remembered the note Takeshi had been talking about.
Daisuke groaned inwardly. Dark had left a note here so that people could see them! Who could be more of an idiot!
/Are you calling me an idiot/
Yes, Daisuke thought irritably, what else could you be?
Dark snorted and smirked in Daisuke's mind. Daisuke frowned as he scanned the large crowd beneath him. He could see reporters, museum patrons, the police, and…oh. my. God. Girls.
Girls were here to see Phantom Thief Dark! Well, I suppose he is rather good-looking…
/How long did it take for you to notice that/
"Stop being so egotistic!" Daisuke snapped. He didn't have time to tell Dark how ugly he thought he was. He could already feel Wiz pushing down against his back, sending him into a dive towards the roof of the museum.
o o o
In the museum…Satoshi Hikari frowned as the cameras focused upon the single, diving figure in the darkness. Clad in black, the figure was obviously none other than the famous Phantom Thief Dark. His father had warned him about Dark's craftiness, but Satoshi thought he looked relatively easy to thwart.
Well, at least he hoped so.
/Trust me, little one, he is. His ego is made up of compliments. Give him one and he'll break./
Satoshi shuddered and pushed his glasses up, as they were slipping. Krad had invaded his mind on his fourteenth birthday…just like Dark had invaded Daisuke's mind on his fourteenth birthday.
Though Satoshi knew little about Dark, he knew that like Krad, Dark would need a tamer. The burden of tamer had fallen to Satoshi, as he had been the sole Hikari heir. Krad's blood had run in the Hikari family for millions of generations.
The Hikaris rival family, the Niwas, also had their own curse set upon them. Dark. The Hikaris knew that like Krad, Dark's blood had run in the Niwas for many generations, beginning the same time as Krad.
Thus set forth, the two families had built their own kingdoms, trained their own tamers, and sought to murder each other. The knowledge was common among the Hikari family.
Satoshi sighed. He didn't even know who the tamer of the Niwa family was. It was a shame the Niwas could turn into Dark whenever they wished. Satoshi could only change his appearance when Krad wanted to.
And at he moment, Krad was in a lazy mood.
/Why should I change now? This is the stupid little Niwa's first mission, why worry/
"Because I don't want him to know my identity," Satoshi hissed under his breath. Krad could be so annoying sometimes…
"Master Satoshi, sir! Phantom Thief Dark has entered the museum!"
Satoshi leapt out of the leather chair, his muscles tense. Now was his chance. His chance to stop Phantom Thief Dark from making off with the Lunar Mask!
Satoshi hoped his security plans would work. He switched the cameras to the back entrance and…oh, no. The small army of patrons lay unconscious upon the cold marble floor. They looked as if they had been knocked out from behind.
Satoshi kicked the desk in frustration. The idiots! Phantom Thief Dark had probably been right in front of their dumb faces…and they hadn't been able to stop him!
Swearing (and shocking the messenger), Satoshi dashed out of the security room and towards the stairs, hoping to reach the second floor in time.
He did. And to his horror, he saw the Phantom Thief bending over the glass case, pulling the Lunar Mask from its velvet bed.
"Stop!"
As soon as Satoshi uttered those words, he regretted it. It sounded so childish. Fearing he had said the stupidest thing he had ever said in his entire life, Satoshi pulled his whip from his belt and lashed it out at Dark.
o o o
Daisuke's mind gave way to pure agony and terror as the boy's whip lashed around his wrist and held, holding it tight. Daisuke was trapped.
/Daisuke, open up to me./
"No!"
Daisuke was obstinate. HE wouldn't let that pervert control his body, not even for a second! Dark had only helped to navigate the way to the Lunar Mask, Daisuke had done the rest. He had gone this far, hadn't he?
Daisuke wanted to say he could do it himself, but he knew he couldn't. The boy who held the whip had an extremely smug expression upon his icy cold face, and was beginning to reel Daisuke in, like a fish.
He continued to struggle, but despite Daisuke's efforts, the boy managed to get Daisuke a foot away from the glass case. Daisuke however, still had possession of the Lunar Mask.
Finally, tired and discouraged, Daisuke gave up.
"Dark, your turn!"
And with those words, Dark's mind flowed into Daisuke's consciousness, invading every single secret Daisuke had kept hidden there. In his physical form, Dark's eyes changed from the soft purple of Daisuke's innocence, to a steely maroon—the proof of his evilness.
o o o
Daisuke gasped as his body and mind were invaded. He was completely helpless, sitting within Dark's consciousness.
Now I know what it's like to be Dark, Daisuke thought sadly. He could see what Dark was doing through his own eyes, almost, but he had no control over Dark's movements.
/Dark! Quit punching him so much and get us out of here/
Oh, fine you little brat.
With that, Dark left Satoshi lying on the cold, sand-colored marble and summoned Wiz. Wiz changed into his wing shape and clasped himself upon Dark's back. Daisuke could feel Wiz's talons digging into the back of his—Dark's shirt.
And so, with a whoosh, Wiz took off and flew out the door, dragging Dark's body and two consciousnesses with him.