Dark Heart- One
"Come on Pharaoh!" Yami Bakura taunted, the high winds roaring past him and ruffling his trench coat. "Do you really think all these people would be out to get you to congratulate you on your wonderful rule?"
"Shut up and make your move!" Yami Yugi barked back, holding up his duel disc. Over the edge of Kaiba tower, the city lights blinked warmly below.
Yami Bakurab laughed, drawing a card. "It's simple pharaoh, you're hated. and do you know why?" He laid down a trap card. "Your turn."
"Did you call me here just to play a friendly game and chat?" Yami snapped sarcastically. Bakura smirked.
"No. I did not," Bakura replied smoothly.
"Then why haven't you used your shadow powers yet?" Yami asked suspicoiously. "Dark Magician, attack!"
Bakura's lifepoints fell to 250. "For two reasons, pharaoh," Bakura purred. "Because I always lose, and because I have bigger plans."
"Bigger plans?" Yami repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"Do you know why you are hated pharaoh?" Bakura continued with his monologue. Yami rolled his eyes.
"No, why?" He sneered sarcastically.
"Because you have a dark heart. Activate trap card!"
The shadows swelled as the card Redemption activated. A trap card that can be activated anytime you are below threehundred-life points, redemption bowls over your opponet in a swell of shadow, dealing one thousand lifepoints of damage. The shadows fell over Yami.
"And now you shall have a dark afterlife to accompany it," Bakura said quietly, walking over to the pharaoh. Yami hadn't even flinched.
"And how's that?" Yami asked sarcastically.
"Like THIS!" and with that, Bakura grabbed Yami and pushed him over teh edge of the roof. Yami stumbled, fell backward, and began a plumet to certain doom.