In for a world of HURTY-NESS!!
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO. There. I'm done. leaves
D/N: Yeeeeeesssssss... I'm sorry I took so long to update, but my FREAK FATHER thought it'd be FUNNY to go and disconnect my computer screen and then HIDE THE CORDS!!! Plus I was also suffering from severe writer's block. So, sorry. But, I'm updatin' now, SO EVRYONE BE HAPPY!! Oh, yes, and I've decided that it's much too difficult to write two stories at the same time... SO, I'm putting the Fantastic Freaks on hold until this story's completed. Oh yes, and I'm working with different fonts to try and make different sections of the footnotes stand out! Hmmm... do you think I should maybe but the review-responses at the bottom? (Eriso: See, that is a better title, instead of that little nut-job BWUAHAHAHHAA thing ya got going down there.) Yeah, well... SHUT UP!! .
BWUHAHAHHAHAHA!! I like responding to my responders who respond in respond windows aka review thingies... yeah...:
The Duelist of the Rose: O.o (Eriso: o.O) O.O (Eriso: Wow... Qk... someone actually likes your stories enough to hang onto them!) - -;; Eriso... I'm gonna take that as a compliment... be smart and shut up now... (Eriso: OKAY!! :D) Rose, if you could get me those chapters back, not only would you be a perfect angel, but you'd be the saviour of Diplomacy! AND GET A NICE MENTION!! YAY!! :D THANK YOU SO MUCH!! XD But I can't send you an e-mail just yet, because the end part of your email isn't on the review... I think Fanfiction deleted it... :S So are you at hotmail or MSN or that new one... gmail, I think it is. And sorry if you think there's a bit too much swearing in this! :P I just think Joey should spontaneously gain a potty mouth for some reason.
SuperMilkChaun: YAY!! A newcomer! Welcome to the little club of 'Reviewers of O.D.a.M!' (Eriso: O.D.a.M... that's exactly what I was just thinking...) - -;; First rule of the club, ignore her. At all times. And I'd love to tell ya how it all ends, but you'll just have to wait and see! (Eriso: - -;; You make it seem as if it's going to be a treat to read this story... RUN MILK!!! RUN!!) - -U
Flame Swordswoman: XD OMG!!! CONDENSED MILK!! AHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHHHA!!! No, I never tried that, BUT THAT'S JUST SO FUNNY!!! XD I'm seriously laughing! That was just so random! XD Kudos to you, my friend! Kudos to you!
Mandapandabug: BWUAHAHHAHAHHAHAH!! I didn't respond... and the reason was... I don't like you. BWUAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!! No, I'm joking! XD Sorry I didn't respond! :P I get very... uhm... well... I miss a lot of things! Plane crashes through window and goes on a rampage throughout house And yes, I'm ever so glad that I'm not sick anymore! YAAAAAAAAY!! Oh, don't worry, everything will be answered... I've got this little idea running through my mind that'll take things is a VERY different direction than when I first wrote this story, but the ending will still be along the same lines. As for Kaiba, no, he's not dead. (Eriso: ... Yet...) TRY IT AND I'LL KILL YOU!!!! (Eriso: ... It's a hard life. runs off) . DANG IT!!! And Razatul won't say Joey's name because Razatul's a freak with no life. :P
Hazel-Beka: LIFE ENERGY IS LIKE SUGAR???? WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! (Eriso: O.o) Okies, I'm done! XD Believe it or not, Razatul's NOT on sugar high. He's just freakishly insane. XD Kinda like you, Eriso. (Eriso: Oh, HAHAHAHHAHHAHA!! OH MY GAWD, QK!! THAT'S JUST SO FUNNY!! HOW LONG DID IT TAKE YOU TO THINK THAT ONE UP?? HOW MANY LATE NIGHTS WERE YOU UP TRYING TO THINK OF A FUNNY LITTLE CATCH PHRASE JUST IN CASE YOU WERE EVER IN THIS PARTICULAR SITUATION AND NEEDED A CATCH PHRASE HANDY??? BECAUSE THAT'S JUST SO FUNNY!!!) ... Yeeeeeeahh... shut up. (Eriso: Oh, AHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHH!!! THAT ONE WAS EVEN BETTER!!!) THAT'S IT!! smashes on head with hammer (Eriso: x.X I've learned my lesson.)
The Reviewer Formally Known as "...": I'm glad you took my advice and picked a username! WHY IS IT SO LONG????!!!! AND CONGRATS ON NOT CAPITALISING 'AS'!!! That's such a common mistake, and it just annoys me to no end. XD Oh, yes. Joey will be demonstrating his little 'protector' role later. And as for his actual role in the previous fight against Razatul... well, let's just say that it'll be taken up this chapter. Ehehehe... And the guy Razatul was fighting... he was just a random guy I dug up out of a hole. :S (Eriso: I was WONDERING where I stuffed that dude...) O.o ANYWAYS, Serenity will be of some use. Maybe. Perhaps. No, not really. U.U :P But I wasn't really - I mean, RAZATUL wasn't... shifty eyes - talking about JOEY. It was KaibaII!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! Sorry for the long update, by the way! Or should I say.... BTW??? (Eriso: O.o faints)
HarUwHiTe2blAcK: . NOW I LIKE WRITING YOUR NAME OUT!! THANKS A LOT!!! And thanks for the compliments! I always try my best! (Eriso: God... it's like you're on a commercial to tell people to always try hard in everything!) - -;; All I said was 'I always try my best...' (Eriso: STILL...) Yeeesss...
OO -Note: - -;; My dad decided to finally take an 'interest' in my stories, and therefore became quite 'offended' because he saw that I had used the term 'Dark Magic' for the magic that killed people and stuff, and 'Light Magic' for healing and purity, etc., etc., and then got on one of his annoying kicks about how that was so racist and blah-de-blah-de-blah... I kinda zoned out after a while... But anyways, I just wanted you to know that if there are any Über-Non-Racists out there who are reading this, good for you! Keep fighting the good fight, my friends! But classifying the two types of magics as 'Light' and 'Dark' are not meant to be 'terms of racial discrimination.' (Eriso: Nice.) Thanks. I am born into a - despite how others may see this as racial - family consisting of a white mother and black father, so I'm a mix. Ergo, I technically can't be racist, or else I'd be beating myself up, and I find that to be quite a stupid thing to do. SO, all-in-all, don't start panicking cause you think the EVIL MIXED LADY said that Dark Magic is bad therefore black people are going to kill you all. No, of course not! It's just a term to describe the two types of magics. In fact, just to further show my 'regrets' to any 'overly-sensitive' people who get upset at the Disney villains' attire as they're plotting something evil, I may most likely go back and switch 'Dark' back to 'Shadow,' cause I think I used it once and then switched to Dark... hmm... So if I get any complaints regarding this... then... well... GO CHOKE ON AN ORANGE!! Oh that's right... an orange... and so help me, it will be green... -OO
OOOOOOOOOOBakura was back in Joey's kitchen. No one was home. That was good, because it would be a little hard to explain why a sudden burst of darkness appeared in the kitchen, went away and then he why he had suddenly appeared. Of course, he'd probably just send them into the Shadow Realm to save some trouble, but that would only lead to future consequences... But as it was, no one was home.
Bakura went out of the kitchen and into the room that they were in before, looking for Kaiba.
"Here, ratty-ratty-ratty-ratty-ratty..." Bakura called softly. "Here, ugly-smelly-stupid-ratty-thing. Where are you, you good for nothing piece of junk?" A weak squeak came by his feet. Bakura looked down, and saw Kaiba. "So, there you are, High Priest. All is well, I presume?"
Kaiba looked at him, and despite his weakness, still managed to pull off a rather intimidating glare... for a rat, anyway.
"Come now, Priest. I'm here to help.I believe I can find a way to get you back on your feet. All four of them." Bakura grinned, picking up Kaiba and placing him on the table. "Now... let's see... I know learned at least a bit of Light Magic! Hmm... ah yes! Now, Priest, this may sting a little..."
Somehow, even in Kaiba's state and his great desperation for help, that didn't give him any reassurance.
OOOOOOOOORazatul's sword swung up into the air, his insane cries of glee echoing in the air. Joey cringed, and closed his eyes, when suddenly he heard Razatul say, "Hmm... that's not a good way to end a party."
Joey slowly opened his eyes, to see Razatul swiftly bring his sword down. Luckily for him, however, or perhaps, not so luckily, Razatul cut him free, and then destroy his sword.
"Why should I spoil this so suddenly? I mean, I've only been planning for this moment for thousands of years." Razatul grinned. "I should be savouring this moment..."
'Oh, here we go...' Joey thought to himself. There were two ways this was going to end: a) Razatul was going to come up with an elaborate plan to kill them but it would miraculously fail and enable him and Yami to escape to safety, or b) Razatul would come up with an elaborate plan to kill them.
"I'm going to give you a chance to escape." Razatul said suddenly. Joey blinked. This was not expected. "Provided, of course, you pass may little challenge."
'That's more like the evil, bad guy lingo I know...' Joey sighed inwardly.
"What challenge do you speak of, Razatul?" Yami asked.
"Just a little sword-fight, dear pharaoh. Just a little sword-fight."
OOOOOOOOOO"Alright... now... let's see if I remember how to do this right... Oh, stop panicking! A mis-chanted Light spell won't do you any harm! ... Unless a word or two makes it a Dark spell... Priest, will you stop squirming? I was joking! Light and Dark spells are very different words!"
Bakura was busy ordering poor Kaiba around, who was now bound and glued onto a chalk pentacle,as Bakura had gotten tired of constantly trying to catch the rat who was - surprisingly - quite agile in his weakened state. Something told him that the things he was saying wasn't help him relax anymore. Maybe it was because he tried to kill Kaiba on several other occasions... But bricks were just so irresistible, and Kaiba was just asking for it!
"Calm down, Priest!" Bakura snapped. "If I miss, you'll regret it! A Light spell takes a lot out of a Dark Castor!" Bakura closed his eyes, as Kaiba had finally stopped squirming, and began to chant in the ancient language.
'He's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me...' were the words going through Kaiba's mind.
Suddenly, Bakura's eyes grew a fierce blue-white, as the pentacle that Kaiba was bound to's outline burst into white-hot flames. Kaiba... squealed in fright, and he struggled more than ever, but the flames had already engulfed him.
Finally, Bakura's eyes reverted back to their usual brown colour, as the fire disappeared. Bakura smiled at Kaiba. "Well, it seems my little spell serves a double effect."
OOOOOOOOO"You want... to sword-fight?" Joey blinked.
"Yes, that's right." Razatul grinned. "Now, who wants to fight me?" His eyes switched from Joey to Yami and back again. "You do, of course. Let's go, boy. We've a fight of the century to attend to!"
Joey sighed. One thing he noticed about Razatul was that he constantly switched between being sane and rational, to thoroughly nuts, then back to be logical and calm once more! 'Just pick a personality...' Joey thought to himself, bitterly.
Razatul lowered the chains that bound him (XD Mega L.o.D flashback!) and summoned a ring by outlining its boundaries with - what seemed to be - a chain of light... which was kind of ironic since this guy specialised in Dark magic, and he was using this chain of light to mark the place where Joey would most likely die. Joy.
"Hurry up, boy." Razatul growled, when he noticed that Joey was very non-subtly hiding the fact that he wasn't in much of a hurry to enter the ring. "I can't exactly kill you if you aren't here."
Joey sighed again.
"Trust in yourself, Joey!" Yami's voice called out from behind him. Joey stopped and looked at the pharaoh with the most sceptical face he could muster. "Believe in the Heart of the Cards, and they will guide you to victory!"
"Yami... I'm not exactly playing Duel Monsters, here!" Joey snapped, then turning his back and walking into the circle, that tiny burst of anger giving him the courage - and stupidity - to walk faster into the ring.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice this until he was finally inside.
Razatul held out his hand, as a silhouette of a sword of darkness materialised. Finally, once the darkness vanished, and the long, metal blade was exposed, Razatul handed the weapon to Joey, who reluctantly picked it up. It was a long steel blade with hieroglyphs filled in with blue ink. The hand had a cloth wrapped around it for grip, and it also bore the colour blue. It was a simple design, but Joey knew somehow that this sword enchanted, and could almost feel the ancient magics stirring from their 5000 year sleep. The sword felt strangely smug in his hand... Almost as if it was made for him...
"That sword belonged to your ancient self 5000 years ago." Razatul told him, almost as if he was reading his thoughts. "That was the very sword you bested me with." Razatul held out his hand again, as a much larger form began to appear. "And this..." Another sword, much larger, with the edge outlined in red -though with ink or blood, Joey wasn't sure which, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to know - and had a thicker, more flourished handle. It too had symbols on it, though only five. Joey's had markings on both sides of the blade running right up and down.
"This," Razatul went on, "is the sword I had when you defeated me! But do not think yourself so lucky this time, boy. I've had millennia to practice, whilst you have laid dormant, letting your skills slip away. How unfortunate for you. But not for me." Razatul pointed the sword at Joey. "And now, boy, the time has come to right the wrong I made before by going after the pharaoh first, and leaving his little swords-master free to roam the streets."
Joey cringed and forced a nervous smile, as he reflexively took a few steps back. "H-hey now! Don't you believe in second chances?" he asked.
"Of course I do." Razatul smirked, holding his raised sword up in the 'ready position.' "I'm getting mine right now." And with that, Razatul lunged.
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"I'm back..." Kaiba said slowly, in total disbelief, looking at his hands and finally realising just how grateful he was to evolution for giving him thumbs. "And I'm still wearing my clothes!"
"Thank whatever God that did that..." Bakura muttered. "Your clothes must have transformed into your fur during your little... predicament. Anyways, Priest, I believe we have a pathetic pharaoh and his minion to save. And a little nuisance to be rid of as well..." The Millennium Ring began to glow. "Alright then! Let's be off!"
Kaiba narrowed his eyes at the Tomb Robber. "I'm not going anywhere with you." He snapped. "Especially not to wherever Wheeler and Yugi were whisked off to."
Bakura shook his head. "It's not like you have much choice, anyway. And besides," Bakura looked thoughtful, "It's not a guarantee we'll actually get there. I've got to whip up a few spell-trackers in order to follow Razatul's path. And I'll be needing some of your magic abilities to help me with that as well."
"I am not going to help you, and I am not going anywhere with you!" Kaiba growled, turning to leave. Bakura grabbed his arm. "Let go of me!"
"Tsk, tsk, Seto Kaiba!" Bakura smirked. "The pharaoh's pet spent all that time guarding you from that wretched little dog of his, and this is how you repay him? By leaving him to die?" No response. "And what did I say before? Ah yes... You don't have a choice, Priest. I need you right now." And with that, a cloud of darkness swirled over them, and whisked them away to the Shadow Realm, Kaiba choosing to yell some not-so-nice words at the top of his lungs.
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Joey barely managed to lift up his sword to block Razatul's vicious attack. A great clash of sparks flew from the connection of the two swords, as Razatul stepped back, preparing to lunge again. Joey jumped back as well, his arm still suffering from blocking that first attack.
'If I'm getting ready to throw in the towel after the first hit, how am I gonna beat this guy at all?' Joey thought to himself, frantically.
Before he had a chance to think any further, Razatul leapt forward again, his sword raised, set to come crashing down on Joey's head. Joey was about to reach up to try and block again, but at the last second Razatul swung his sword, aiming for Joey's leg. It was sheer luck that Joey managed to trip over nothing and fall on his butt, narrowly missing a leg. (If that sentence structure makes any sense at all, tell me now.) (If you saw any point in writing that previous A/N, also tell me now.)
Razatul backed off for a moment, allowing Joey to - ungracefully - get to his feet, and said to him, "It's hard to believe that you were the one who defeated me 5000 years ago. You can barely stand on your two feet, let alone actually mount an attack."
"Yeah... well... At least I'm not... uh... old!" Joey snapped, trying his hardest to make that sound as intimidating as possible, in which he failed miserably.
"With age comes wisdom, boy." Razatul smiled slyly. (I HATE THAT WORD!!)Then he placed the tip of his sword into the ground and rested on the hilt. "And since I'm such a fair person, I'll give you a fighting chance. You're free to try and attack me."
Joey hesitated. Razatul was definitely planning something - that much was obvious. And it was obvious that Razatul had the upper hand in this match, since Joey knew absolutely nothing about swords. So Razatul must be just playing with him... Edging him on until he could do something drastic... It was like he was waiting for some special moment when he could just leapt out and yell, "SURPRISE!!!" while chopping Joey's head off and feeding it to a dinosaur and then spit into Joey's neck and...
'Okay, a little off track there...' Joey thought. Then he took a deep breath, raised his sword, and ran forward, trying to successfully hit Razatul.
"What an... expected move... for an amateur." Razatul smirked, dodging at the last second, twisting around and slapping Joey forward with the flat of his sword. And of course, Joey fell flat on his face.
Groaning, Joey staggered up. "I am so not doing another project with Kaiba again." He muttered. He looked at Razatul, who had settled a little whiles off, still resting on his sword. 'Okay, so he wants to humiliate me first. Then kill me.'
Lifting up his sword with great effort, as he was already getting exhausted despite how short this 'fight' was, he charged forward again, trying to pull off the same stunt again.
Razatul rolled his eyes. "Idiot." He said, lunging forward this time, his sword outstretched and aimed at Joey's heart. "Good-bye, boy."
But suddenly Joey twisted his body, jumping past the oncoming sword, and using his own to make a - not very deep, because he missed somewhat - gash in Razatul's cheek. The madman cried out in pain, jerking his arm back, colliding his elbow with Joey's face, knocking him to the ground.
Razatul held up a hand to his face, then looked at it. Seeing the blood on his hand (Ewww... I'm graphic! XD Not really... no... U.U) enraged him. He whirled around to face Joey, who was still on the ground, dazed by Razatul's surprising strength. Razatul's eyes blazed a fierce red when Joey lifted his head up to look at him.
"You..." Razatul snarled, but then suddenly calmed right down into that eerie rational side of his. "It seems I have underestimated you, boy. Your ancient skills are re-awakening. In that case, I have no choice but to kill you right away instead of prolonging your defeat. No point in replaying that... incident... that happened so long ago."
"Incident?" Joey grunted, climbing to his feet, only to have to stumble back onto the ground as Razatul came at him with a flurry of slashes. "What did I do to deserve this?" Joey said to himself, doing his best to save his neck.
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Yami, on the other hand, was watching this fight take place from afar, as he was still bound. 'I've got to do something! Joey won't be able to keep that up for much longer!' he told himself, struggling to get loose. 'Damn Tomb Robber... Ran away when we actually needed him... I knew he couldn't be trusted.'
"The moment I get my hands on that bloody Bakura..." Yami growled, when suddenly a flash of darkness erupted next to him. "GAH!!" The pharaoh jumped... well, tried to jump back as far as he could.
"Now, now, pharaoh." Bakura raised an eyebrow at him. "It's not nice to think bad thoughts about people behind their backs."
"Like that stops you?" Yami muttered. "Untie me!"
"Well, isn't that just like you, pharaoh? Always ordering people around, aren't you?" Bakura rolled his eyes. "Don't worry. I'll untie you... eventually." The semi-albino spirit looked around. "Is that the idiot mortal fighting Razatul?"
"He's not an idiot." Yami said, still trying to get out.
"It doesn't really matter if he is or isn't. What matters is if he can just keep Razatul distracted long enough..." Bakura trailed off.
Yami's eyes widened. "Is that Kaiba?"
"Yes."
"Why isn't he moving?"
"He was being a bit... uncooperative when we got to the Shadow Realm." Bakura shrugged, dropping Kaiba on the ground. "I had to kill him."
"WHAT?!"
"Relax, I'm joking." Bakura smirked. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a few things to prepare."
"Like what?" Yami asked.
Bakura rolled his eyes. "Like a picnic. What do you think?" Upon no response, he snapped, "I'm whipping up a spell to kill Razatul."
"You're going to kill him?" Yami's eyes widened.
"What did you think I was going to do? Smack his hand and send him on his way?"
"Well, no... Maybe seal his spirit somewhere and keep him contained..."
"Pharaoh, that never works. Somehow the bad guy always gets loose sooner or later and continues to wreak havoc on the world. If we just kill him, then we don't run the risk of having him return and do this all over again." Bakura reached into a bag that was now there because I said so, and pulled out various odds and ends. "Now if you'd be so kind as to shut up, I'd like some quiet to concentrate."
Yami sighed, and turned his attention back to the fight between Joey and Razatul. Putting his faith in Bakura was not something he envisioned doing one day, but seeing as there was no other choice... 'I just hope he doesn't make me regret this...'
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D/N: YAY!! I finally updated! DON'T HURT ME!! Hides under a stack of spaghetti. Yes, so, anyways, HAVE A NICE NIGHT, AND A MERRY CHRISTMAS!! :D