Disclaimers: Do we really need them?
Lawyers: (nod)
Fine, I don't own yugioh or yuyu hakusho. Happy?
Lawyers: (nod)
Good.
R&R!
Chapter 3- The Sacrifice
"Not Ryou, this kid." Yugi jerked his head at the sleeping boy.
"Who?" everyone 'who was awake' asked.
"Uh… I don't remember." Everyone fell over anime style sweat dropping.
"Has anyone seen my brother?" Mokuba asked.
"AAAHHHHHHHH!" screams sang in Yami Bakura's ears as he beat his new host to a bloody pulp. The boy's sapphire eyes glowed dully on his blood-smeared face as he lay on the ground. "Give up, weakling. You can't stand this; I see it in your eyes. Mentally strong, I give you credit for, but you couldn't beat me even if you tried." The boy wiped his bleeding mouth on his torn sleeve, his eyes looking dangerously at Yami Bakura.
"You might try to physically hurt me, but you're wasting your time. I'll never give up to this chaotic torment." He said, anger in each word, trying to stand. Yami Bakura gave a hyena like laugh, kicking the boy in the rib cage, bruising him badly. The boy's face contorted in pain as he felt four ribs snap when his tormenter's foot came in contact with his rib cage.
"You? HA! Powerful as you were then, you are nothing now, you coward." Yami Bakura crowed; using a Crush spell on the bruised boy, giving him worse wounds then before. The boy gasped as the pressure hit him, losing blood rapidly through large cuts and gashes on his blood soaked front and arms. 'Help…' he thought his life force fading as he was losing consciousness.
"Seto!" Yugi opened his eyes to find Mokuba thrashing in his sleep, calling out to his brother. Isis woke, walked over and hugged the small boy until he calmed down. His large grayish purple eyes focused on Isis' face.
"…Seto's in trouble…" he whispered before going limp. Isis hugged him close and noticing he was awake, nudged Yugi's shoulder.
"You okay? I think that Mokuba's powers act like my Millennium Necklace except the healing powers." Isis said quietly enough for only Yugi to hear. "I think that he has some link with his brother that gives him visions when Kaiba is in danger. Maybe with the power of my brother's rod that Kaiba owned 5000 yrs ago."
"Isis, go back to sleep. It's not even dawn yet (yawn)." Yugi mumbled sleepily as he snuggled under his blankets. Isis glared at him then walked outside to the brook, sitting down to meditate.
'Humph. That kid, he sleeps longer then my brother. On the other hand, Malik and I are used to waking up before dawn.' Isis thought, dangling her feet in the icy water.
After twenty minutes, she headed back to the tree house. Loud snores upon her entrance told Isis most of her friends were still asleep. She was drawn to the kitchen by the alluring scent of fresh sausage omelet. To her surprise, the black haired boy was standing at the stove, his back facing her. He was too short to properly see over the stove, constantly standing on his toes to see what he was doing. He ignored the nosy intruder. Isis' gaze was drawn to a sword at the boy's right side. It had several cracks along the edge, as if had been used constantly in battle.