Authoress Notes: Okay, from then on, I'm sorry to say that I just have to go on to the story. What I mean is that I was told doing thank you to the people that have reviewed is not allowed, though everyone does it, so, no one has been reported, right? Still… So, I'm sorry, okay? I'll try to make it up to you guys with this chapter, okay?
As for the previous chapter, I'm guessing that everyone liked the little scuffle, huh? Well, I try my best, and I'll try even harder for you guys, okay? Since my Winter Break is almost over, let's get on with the story!!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Never have, never will. If I did, Atem would act darker like this one, and wouldn't leave!
Pairings: AtemxAnzu, SethxShizuka, JounouchixMai, and others.
Warnings: OOC-ness, strong language, mature themes, sexual themes… Get my drift?
Genre: Action/adventure, romance, angst and… I dunno.
Plot:
((AU Dark fic)) In a world where vampires are gods, humans are low, and slaves are treated as dirt, Anzu is a pleasure slave, serving years in bed. Atem is a high-ranked vampire, in need of… entertainment. Could love between a lowly pleasure slave that lost the ability to love and an arrogant, cold vampire exist in such a world where status is everything, and your image determines how you're treated? Now with the mention of Bakura, necromancers, sorcerers, and the three God Orbs, could things become more complicated?
Dark Desires
By: xKuroSeraphimx
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Chapter 13: Premonition in Dreams
Isis walked down the hall to the garden. After talking with Shizuka and Malik about what happened during the attack (Hikaru had disappeared somewhere during the discussion) and who had worked with Bakura.
The Egyptian healer reached the west entrance to the garden and walked over to the stone bench against the running fountain. She let out a worried sigh, tucking a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear in an absent-minded manner.
But what shocked her the most during the conversation was…
"… It has been some time, hasn't it, Isis?" asked a familiar voice.
Isis turned her head to the east entrance garden, seeing Hikaru walking toward her, his long, raven-colored locks flowing behind him like a cape as he walked. But his eyes held a restrained sort of anger, a deep anger that one would be foolish to annoy if one wasn't careful.
"Hikaru…" she murmured, standing up from her seat from the cool stone bench, a little wary at the dark-haired man's appearance before her.
"… I'm sure you've heard," Hikaru began in a crooning whisper, but his silver eyes still held that raw flame of rage. "That it was Akito, that had done the act of injuring Seto, hmm?"
Isis shivered at the mention of Akito, and the way Hikaru had said the name with malice. She replied, "Yes… I-I did…" Her azure eyes wavered slightly as she felt her knees starting to tremble as Hikaru took another step forward, only a couple feet ahead of her.
His face turned sour at her answer, his silver eyes turning into cold ice stones, which made the female healer wonder what it was that she said to make him become angrier with her. But in the recesses of her mind, she knew the answer, she just didn't want to say it because that might've made him rise to the killing edge (AN1) and literally rip her apart, despite being a human man now.
"I'm glad you did," he whispered too softly, taking another step toward her while she took a step back. "And let me ask you a question…"
Isis tried to move, but he was faster than she was and had one of her wrists in his hand, crushing it to the point that it might break, causing a faint whimper to escape her lips, bringing a cold, murderous smile to his lips that were inches away from hers, his ivory-colored eyes glinting madly.
"Tell me," he crooned, strengthening his grip on her wrist that they might've heard a small crack of bone. "… Whose fault do you think that is?"
Isis took in a sharp intake of breath, trying to ease the fear growing within her chest but it didn't help. She knew Hikaru was a strong, dangerous man, but he was even deadlier when he was a vampire. In a grip like this, her wrist would've broken if he was a vampire, but he could still can if he applied enough pressure. She spoke, "Hikaru… Please, we didn't know what we were tampering with and I—"
His deadly tight grip tightened even more, causing her to let out a small gasp of pain, a low rumble emitting from his throat. "Yes, you tried to stop my father, didn't you? Knowing that what you were tampering with would one day be your downfall. And look what happened."
She glared at him, gaining some courage as a thought crossed her mind. "I-It's not like… you are not as guilty as we are…"
What she said had an impact on him as he finally let go of her bruised wrist. She whimpered softly as she healed her wrist but it would take a while for the bruise to go away, even if she was a skilled healer. She looked up and nearly froze in horror when she saw that Hikaru still had that murderous look on his face, that same cold grin stretched upon his face as he looked down upon her.
"Very good, Isis. Had you been another person, I would've tore you limb from limb," he hissed, his words dripping with venom. "But you are right, I didn't give second thoughts until later…" his shoulders shook as he laughed softly, raking a hand through his raven-colored locks. "But it was too late, no? We all paid for what we done, but we didn't pay enough to satisfy them…"
The Egyptian healer looked up at him after she had checked her wrist, seeing light bruises on her skin. "… If Akito's still alive, then—"
Hikaru sent her a nasty look. "You have no right to speak about her, Isis. You've done enough. Trying to find redemption in going back to your usual job? No, I know you. You wouldn't let that kind of guilt slip past you if the person who did you wrong forgave you on the spot. I was surprised to hear that you were still alive; despite the wounds you have received. Especially," he pointed to the left side of her stomach, oddly tracing a circle around it. "That wound that you received from her. Quite frankly, I was really surprised when I found out that some people who had experimented on her were still alive…"
"… She was too lenient…" Isis murmured, her head bowed to avoid his gaze.
"Had she been not lenient, you wouldn't be standing right here, and I wouldn't have to be disgusted by the way you turned out, humph, trying to seek redemption by helping others…" he hissed nastily at her.
She looked up at him again, fury in her azure eyes. "And what have you been seeking these past 15 years, huh?! What have you done to seek forgiveness for the things you've done—?"
"For your information, dear Isis," Hikaru cut in, his silver eyes narrowing dangerously at her. "I haven't gone to seek forgiveness for the past because I know that I won't ever be forgiven! As long as the scars they still bear on their bodies and minds still linger from what had happened 15 years ago, I know I won't be given the forgiveness I seek!!" he roared, his voice lightly echoing throughout the garden.
What he had said surprised Isis. For the past fifteen years, she thought that her past wouldn't catch up to her, that it wouldn't let her taste the guilt she felt those days back then. But now that she had seen and talked to Hikaru and had heard what Akito had done to Seto, all hopes of ever escaping crumbled immediately before her.
There was a long pause of silence after Hikaru's outburst of rage before Isis finally spoke, "… I had heard… you died 14 years ago…"
Hikaru scoffed in a non-believing way, turning his head away from her and crossing his arms in a dignified manner. "And where did you hear that lie, Isis?"
She shook her head. "I didn't hear it, Hikaru. It… I thought I felt that you had passed away…"
Hikaru said nothing, just continued to gaze at a couple of rose bushes ahead, his nostrils flaring as he was breathing deeply to leash in the anger he was feeling now that was soon ready to burst.
"Please… You don't expect me, Hikaru, to ever die, do you?" he asked after a long period of silence, shooting her a glance at the corner of his eyes.
Isis shook her head again, swallowing the laugh that threatened to escape her lips at the arrogant way he had said that. "No…" she paused, carefully choosing her next set of words, feeling that Hikaru was now away from the killing edge and was on a more… how should she say it… on a very lukewarm temper. "Hikaru…"
"It's slowly manifesting within her, now that she's 21…" Hikaru cut in, causing her to gasp at what he said, knowing full well what he meant. "… It's only a matter of time before… before…" he trailed off, shaking his head to avoid a very disturbing image flashed in his mind. He began fishing something from one of his trench coat pockets and took out a long tube filled with a very thick red substance, waving it to her a bit to show her what it is. "Professor Gast gave this to me to give to her if I felt that she might go over her normal limit, but I have other plans for this…"
Isis stared at the tube intently, her brows furrowed slightly as she thought about what it could do, especially if it was made from Professor Gast. "… But it would just delay the coming of—"
"I know, I know…" Hikaru said, pocketing the tube in his pocket. "Even Gast knows that… But delaying means that we could have enough time to prepare… for the worst. Knowing Akito, I bet it would be something that would keep us down for a while for him to cook up his next phase of plans. It's only a few days till the sun comes up. Until then…"
He trailed off in mid-sentence when he heard the voice of Atem inside his head. His silver eyes widen when Atem told him something was wrong with Anzu and told him to come to his room. Cursing under his breath, Hikaru began running out of the garden, not stopping as Isis called him.
"Hikaru? Hikaru what's wrong??" she called. But he didn't answer, just continued to run out of the garden. Shaking her head, she followed him.
((scene change))
Mai walked in the bar; scanning the room for the person she was looking for. She found the person she found walked to the counter, taking a seat on the stool and waiting for the bartender to come over to her.
"… Want the usual, Kujaku Mai?" asked a feminine voice ahead of her. Mai looked up to see the bartender, Lockhart Tifa walk over to her, drying her hands on a rag after cleaning a couple of glasses.
A small smile curved up Mai's rose-colored lips. "Yup. But I came here for another reason I called for earlier…"
Tifa nodded and prepared her the drink she usually ordered. Then the long-haired brunette slid the glass full of a thick red liquid over the counter, expertly avoiding the people who thought the glass was theirs, which Mai easily caught and began sipping.
The blonde vampire looked up from her drink as Tifa leaned her forearms on the bar table. "So, do you have the information I needed?"
Tifa's wine-colored eyes glimmered with amusement. "Well let me tell you, it wasn't easy for the great ninja-thief, Kisaragi Yuffie (AN2) to get this kind of information. She only told me this much…"
Tifa leaned forward to whisper something in Mai's ear. The blonde vampire listened to the brunette's information, gasping lightly at another set of information, then got back to nodding her head. After a while, Tifa leaned back while Mai placed a hand under her chin in thought.
"So that guy Akito… Has some sort of link to Anzu? And that was all Yuffie found?" she asked curiously.
The other vampire nodded. "Yeah… All Yuffie gave me was that Akito is connected to that girl Anzu you talked to me about. But it was really tight information that she was even lucky to get this small amount." She paused, looking up in thought before saying, "Want me to have Yuffie go and get some more information?"
Mai shook her head. "No thanks, Tif. I wouldn't want Yuffie to be too overburdened. I'll think of something else later on. Thanks."
Tifa waved her hand dismissively. "Your welcome, Mai. Now then, " a small, sly smile curved up the chocolate-haired vampire's lips. "Any progress with that guy Jounouchi?"
A blush stained Mai's cheeks at where Tifa was going with this conversation. She moved the straw in the drink around, trying to stall for an answer, before she said, "Nothing's going on between us, Tif…"
The bartender of 7th Heaven scoffed. "Please, you should know better, Mai. I know these kinds of things. Hey, he may be a goofball at times, but Jounouchi and you make a really cute couple! And you being a former pleasure slave—" Tifa fanned herself playfully as she wooed teasingly.
Mai glared at her, but the blush on her cheeks didn't leave her. "Tifa! Stop teasing me like that! There's absolutely nothing going on between me and Jounouchi!"
"Uh-huh. And Hell has frozen over, Mai. But if you have any problems, call me and I could help!" Tifa winked.
Mai snarled. "Hey, I can get a guy whenever I want! Jounouchi's not so hard to get!"
It took only a few seconds before Mai realized what she had said and clamped a hand over her mouth as Tifa flashed an evil smile stretched across her lips before she walked away to take an order for someone else, giggling while she was walking. Mai stood up right.
"Tifa! You tricked me!!" she shrieked, causing the whole bar to go silent.
((scene change))
The door burst open and Hikaru, Isis, Shizuka, and Malik walked in, looking alarmed and ready for anything that might've been a threat.
Atem whipped around to face them after placing the unconscious Anzu on his bed, his face contorted with fury and a need to rip something apart, his crimson-colored eyes glinting dangerously, something in his aura was roaring with dark, untamed power.
"What happened?" Hikaru asked quietly, as Isis and Malik walked to the sleeping brunette.
Atem felt his muscles twitch as the Ishtar siblings were walking towards Anzu, and had made a move to not allow them any further to Anzu, but he shook his head and allowed them passage, unaware of Isis's azure eyes widening as she stared at Anzu's form on the bed.
"Something happened," Atem growled in reply, trying hard not to lose control over his raging emotions. "… And it wasn't good."
"Explain what happened." Shizuka said, taking a step beside Hikaru, her hazel eyes glazing with alert and cautiousness. They may be from different races and castes, but Shizuka had quickly befriended Anzu to worry a great deal about her, just as much as he did…
"Atem?" Hikaru called, his deep, sharp-edged voice cutting through the crimson-eyed vampire's thoughts. "You going to explain what happened to Anzu, or are you going to just stand there in a daze?" he asked, crossing his arms.
Atem shook his head out of his stupor and told them about what happened at the port when he was visiting Otogi for information. Telling the story caused another emotional spike to prick at his rage, making it harder for Atem to leash in his temper and not go berserk. Though, he spoke rather proudly when he explained about Anzu beating down a slut who tried to hit on him. Even Shizuka seemed pleased. But when he talked about the rage and the sudden breakdown Anzu had, it made him feel…
"Nothing's wrong with her… mind or body." Malik added as Atem, Hikaru, and Shizuka looked up in hope. "But I did feel afterthoughts of rage… A whole lot of it. Damn, that stupid woman must've really angered Anzu beyond her limited and docile control." He said with a sly grin. He must've been happy that Anzu at least tried to protect her man.
"If Anzu didn't do anything, I would have gladly taken her place…" Atem growled, his hands balling tightly into fists, the bones cracking and popping softly.
"Along with the rage my brother and I felt," Isis cut in, standing straight and looking proper, but something in her azure eyes glinted something different. "Her feelings… They were all in torrents, maelstroms of negative feelings, I wouldn't blame her for losing self-control…"
The door to Atem's bedroom creaked open and Jounouchi Katsuya walked in, looking curious.
"Something happened?" he asked, walking towards Shizuka and Hikaru. Then his chocolate-colored eyes trailed over to Anzu's form, and immediately, his face changed to a look of alarm. "What happened to Anzu? Was there another attack?"
"… But first thing, Jounouchi," Hikaru spoke, turning fully to face Jounouchi. "Where have you been?"
"Huh? Oh, I was out with some of the aristo vampires, trying to look for some clues as well, you know." Jounouchi replied, eyeing the raven-haired man warily. "It's too bad I didn't get much out of them."
Hikaru cocked an eyebrow up at him, eyeing him suspiciously. "… I see…" he said after a while.
Jounouchi frowned. "What, you don't believe me?" he inquired.
Hikaru shrugged. "Can't hurt to be cautious…" the dark-haired man replied nonchalantly.
There were a few moments of silence after that, before Jounouchi inclined his head back to Anzu's. "So what happened to her?" he asked again.
Shizuka sighed and explained what Atem had just said a few moments ago, seeing as he wasn't in the mood to explain what happened in Domino Port again. After the explanation, Jounouchi had a surprised, but rather amused, look on his face.
"Whoa! Anzu bitch slapped a slut?" he asked gleefully.
"It was more like punching…" Atem muttered under his breath as he stared at Anzu's sleeping form.
Jounouchi whistled until his younger sister elbowed him sharply in the ribs. He scratched the back of his head; saying to Shizuka that he didn't realize Anzu would have such a volatile temper.
Atem looked out of the window and noticed that the dark sun had set. He turned to everyone and spoke, "We all must be tired with all these things happening at once. Let's take a breather for the day."
They all nodded and made a move to leave, all in unison leaving only Atem, Anzu, and surprisingly Hikaru in the room.
"Hikaru…?" Atem asked curiously as to why he was still here.
Then Hikaru shook his head, walking out of the room, muttering something under his breath. Atem stared at the spot where Hikaru was before shaking his head and sitting on a chair next to the bed and stared at Anzu's content face. He stroked her face, playing with a few of her chestnut-colored locks.
'… Why won't you tell me what's wrong with you, my little angel…?' he asked quietly in his head. Kissing her forehead, he let sleep take over him.
((scene change))
Touko walked out of the backdoor of the club, looking thoroughly flushed, her skimpy clothes looking slightly disheveled.
She touched her face, flinching slightly as she felt the bruises that were steadily healing. One could see faint lines of round bruises that were slightly hidden behind make up, but then again…
'… That human bitch! Trash! How dare that stupid human beat my face in like that?! One day… One day I'll pay her back double!' she promised, her hand gripping into a fist.
As she walked down the dark alleyway, the moonlight glinting above, she failed to notice the phantom movements around her. She shivered slightly, hugging herself for some small comfort, feeling the atmosphere around her change.
Then a dark, eerie voice spoke from the darkness. "You know… It isn't good for a woman to walk down a dark alleyway. Who knows what kind of creeps could come out an attack you, hmm?" it asked in a feminine amused voice.
"Who's there?! Show yourself!" Touko demanded, whirling around to find where the voice was coming from. It seemed to come from everywhere the darkness and shadows touched. Her instincts told her to run, but something else glued her to the spot.
A cold, phantom fingertip slipped down her spine. She turned around and found nothing, only shadows. Someone giggled right next to her ear. "Oh, but I'm having so much fun. But then again…"
Touko punched behind her, but felt nothing, saw nothing but shadows. Cold sweat trickled down her brow, as she found no way out of this.
"Aww… Scared? Don't worry; it'll be all over soon…" another chilling laugh reached the red-haired vampire in a cold caress. "Look up." The voice commanded sharply.
Touko didn't want to look up but felt herself do so, felt her body lose control of itself. She let out a terrified scream, because as soon as she looked up, she saw blood red-colored eyes, the pupils narrowed into slim thin lines like a reptiles, a silhouette with a huge grin spread over their face, fangs that looked like it passed the person's lips, and glinting crimson nails, as if they were painted with real blood, until…
The screaming stopped, blood splattered the walls with a squishing sound, a cold, high laugh rang through the area, as the person walked away, scraping their long, sharp nails against the cold stone of the building, leaving long scratch marks dripping with fresh blood…
"Never again will you try to take something that is not yours…" the person said, laughing as they disappeared from place, a lone black feather floating down to a large pool of blood.
((scene change))
Isis turned and tossed in her bed, seeing a horrifying dream, cold sweat running down her face as the dream commenced…
Isis stood on what seemed like water, but she wasn't falling in. She looked up and saw a cloaked figure, facing sideways, as if longing for something from where they were looking, their reflection clear on the bottom. But the reflection was staring the opposite side…
And then it started moving! The reflection took a couple steps away from the real cloaked figure, only standing a few feet away from where it should be, before it began sinking in the reflection and standing on the same side like its counterpart.
'What's going on…?' Isis asked in her mind.
Then, the cloaked figures started to pull the hood off their face at the same time, revealing…
Isis gasped as she saw who it was.
Two Anzus stood apart from each other, staring at opposite sides of horizons. Then they turned to face each other. The Egyptian healer let out another gasp. One Anzu had sapphire-colored eyes while the other (supposedly the reflection) had blood-colored eyes with the pupils thin like a dragons.
'Anzu? Two of them?? Is this… Is this a premonition…?' she questioned in her mind.
Then the two Anzus threw away their cloaks, only wearing nothing but long black trench coats underneath, jumping high into the air and…
"They're fighting?!" Isis asked.
Gliding at each other, arms outstretched, hands curled as sharp, long nail-like claws slashed at each other, blood flew in many directions, power against power, one was smiling, the other had a face like stone as they fought, and then…
Isis let out another gasp as she saw one Anzu plunge their hand inside the abdomen of another Anzu. The impaled Anzu threw her head back in pain, large amounts of blood flowing out of the wound and her mouth, while the other one grinned before Isis' eyes, pulled out something which looked strangely like a dark wing, tainted now by blood and smashing the body down onto the clear blue floor, now turning red with blood…
Isis screamed. "ANZU!!"
One Anzu stood over the impaled one, dropped the wing but still held something in her hand, something small, like an orb, tainted by blood, but glowing a white radiance. Then the winner began laughing and turned to look at Isis. The healer froze in shock…
Blood red eyes stared at her azures, a huge grin spread over her lips and long fangs going past her lips; Isis screamed.
And all she could see was red.
Isis screamed out as the dream ended, jerking out of her bed. Her breathing came out erratic pants, her sweat wetting the sheets, her hands clutching her head as she tried to rid the gory images of Anzu being paled by another Anzu…
The door burst open. "Sister!" Malik came over, wearing nothing but baggy pants as he walked over to his shaking elder sister. He shook her, she became even more tense and afraid. "Sister? What's wrong?"
Isis shook her head. "I… I-I don't know… I… D-Dream… Ba-Bad dream… Oh, M-Malik… It was horrible…"
"What happened in the dream? What was it about?" he asked, holding her hand, trying to comfort her in his own way. It wasn't working. She was shaking so bad, but had the will to say the next few words that chilled him to the bone.
"It could've been… Oh, Malik! I saw Anzu… Anzu could die in the near future!!" she cried in horror.
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These are not part of story. Just notes.
AN1: I keep on reading Anne Bishop's books, The Black Jewels Trilogy, and if you've read it, you've probably read this description several times before. It was just a good phrase to use at the time. Also, that does not belong to me.
AN2: Okay, another FF7 character!! Yuffie is a thief and a ninja in the story of FF7, and I just couldn't resist putting her in there since I put Tifa in there too! (scratches head) Sorry, I couldn't resist.