(NOTE 3/8/06: Chapters have been restored to their original order! Assuming nothing ELSE goes wrong, here ya go!)
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Glad to have livened your lives with evil, mixed with my personal weird sense of humor.
And here I thought I was the only one.
Disclaimer: Yugioh is not owned by me.
Claimer: I own...gee, what DO I own? Nothing much besides the odd Dammug Beast...
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Finally, it was time to figure out what they were going to do about the mess outside.
The stories on TV were gruesome enough: some scenes of gargoyles swooping around taking chucks out of people, and plenty of reports of Dammug Beasts purposely standing in the streets so that when a car came by, it would hit them.
Then, when the confused human came out to see what he had hit, other Dammugs would swarm and rip the defenseless humans into chunks.
Of course, whenever there was actual footage of the Dammugs' grisly work, Bakurah would laugh and cheer on the monsters, taunting the humans who could not see the danger - even while being torn to shreds.
The humans present tended to avoid looking at the television whenever this occurred. Several times Ryou had held up his whistle, thinking of using it to shut Bakurah up, but since that would mean turning to look at the necromancer-demon - and thus the TV, Ryou had yet to actually use it.
The only other thing any of the brainless mortal newspeople could talk about was how scores of even-more-brainless mortals were taking advantage of the chaos to pillage and smash everything nearby, and dealing with any mortals not allied with them brutally.
'Typical humans,' Yami sighed mentally.
When the repetition of all these events grew too tedious for Yami's tolerance, he switched the television off. There were three sighs of relief and one protest of 'Hey! I was enjoying that!', followed immediately by a mad scramble to keep Bakurah away from the remote.
Naturally, Bakurah stole the remote and tried to turn the set back on, but was slightly unsuccessful - probably do to the fact that Yami had thoughtfully removed the batteries from said remote.
"Okay, the city is flooded with monsters," Ryou started, "So, how do we get rid of them?"
"Kill them, obviously," Bakurah sniffed.
"Wow," Jou deadpanned, "I neva woulda thought of doing dat."
"Obviously," Bakurah repeated, sneering at the flustered human who immediately started glaring at him.
"…Well," Yami said after another moment, "For once, he has the right idea. The only thing to do about the Dammug Beasts is to kill them…"
"Hmph. 'For once' my ass," Bakurah hissed under his breath.
"Um, guys? I ain't no math expert, but a billion against five ain't what I'd call great odds," Jou piped up.
"All we need to do to get rid of every Dammug Beast at once is merely to destroy the Staff of Sehloo maintaining them here," Yami added, "As much as it will pain you to destroy something so shiny, Bakurah, I believe you can do it."
"Wow, that was so funny it killed my ability to laugh," Bakurah retorted.
"Okay, dat'll take care of da invisible monster problem," Jou said, apparently pretending he wasn't being interrupted at all, "And now for da flying monstas dat make arms fall off?"
"Kill 'em," Bakurah said.
"Death's your answer to everything," Ryou sighed.
"And it works, too." Bakurah grinned.
"But what about Anzu?"
Everything blinked and looked toward Yugi. This was the first he'd spoken in the conversation - not that Yami blamed him. Everything resulting from this little war council was going to result in the sort of gory-ness that the boy didn't like at all.
Bakurah opened his mouth, but knowing exactly what would come out, Ryou smothered the necromancer-demon's face under a nearby pillow.
"I hate ta break dis ta ya, Yug'," Jou said, "But you were there…she's on their side."
"I don't care," Yugi snapped, "I still think of her as a friend."
'Oh no, much more than a mere friend,' some part of Yami's mind sneered as he noted the microscopic blush Yugi nearly managed to hide as he spoke.
"I guess she should get a chance to explain herself…" Ryou mentioned.
Not being as intimate a member of the little group as Yugi's other close friends, he didn't know Anzu that well. They chose to leave the issue unsettled after that.
Besides, the sounds of Dammug Beasts flinging car parts at the building did deserve a little bit more attention. When they went to the windows to check things out, Yami nearly blanched.
"This is ridiculous," he said.
"I'll say," chimed in Bakurah, "There's only a hundred and fifty of them. I wanted to kill something challenging - or at least more annoying."
"Of course you can, Bakurah, the mirror's right over there," Yami replied, chuckling when Bakurah snarled at him.
It wasn't Yami's fault the other kept walking right into them…Yami's train of thought had to cut itself off when he spotted the back end of a car - literally two wheels, a bumper, the trunk, and just about nothing else - soaring gracefully through the air…and straight for the window they were standing in front of.