I hate writer's blocks.
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Have you been able to tell? Thank the gods I finally managed to get past this one. Because of Xmas break, I probably won't post again until after New Years, so...
Feliz Navidad, ya'll!
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yugioh
Claimer: See the last one, foolish mortal
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"That was an annoying inconvenience," the priest murmured to himself as he unceremoniously yanked his Millennium Rod out of what little was left of Hauru's corpse, before turning to glare at Bakurah.
The necromancer-demon, for his part, remained calmly nonplussed. In fact…now the bloodthirsty fool was examining his claws, checking for the slightest imperfection, since apparently his beauty was more important than being at all useful.
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Seto didn't know Bakurah half as well as Yami did, and took a menacing step forward. A step that was not threatening to Bakurah in the least, which Yami could have told him if both of them weren't on his 'To Kill Painfully' list. At the rate Seto's temper was spiking, a troop of - of dancing hippopotamuses could have danced their way through the room and the priest wouldn't have noticed a single thing…
Yami nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand take hold of one of his arms. Cursing the damage Seto's damned seal was doing to his senses, Yami twisted around to see what new torture was befalling him…and blinked several times, just to make certain his eyes weren't deceiving him in their moment of weakness.
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Honda, observing the mage-demon's confusion, merely grinned. Jou, who was crouched beside the brunette, grinned just as brightly and whispered, "Hey, we're da rescue crew and we're gonna be savin' ya today."
The blonde HAD to have a death wish, Yami thought to himself.
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"C'mon, let's get you out of this thing before that guy wastes Bakura," Honda muttered, indicating that Yami was to follow them to safety…or at least across the edge of the seal, which was sort of the same thing when you thought about it.
Speaking of which…Bakurah's smug commentary had degenerated a little…into a particularly graphic drinking song from back home that the necromancer-demon was editing as he went along, sticking in as many references to Seto as he could think of. Seto's face was molten-red with fury…at this rate, the priest's head would either explode or Bakurah would soon become a little pile of steaming skin, just like Hauru.
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Of course, none of the regular mortals could understand what Bakurah was singing, but it was just as well: THAT sort of language was unfit for anyone under a thousand years old anyway.
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The seal abruptly flared, and Yami found himself hitting a wall. A zap of something like the Crawkers' electric shocks accompanied this wall, making the two highly useful in discouraging escape attempts. And without any demonic power backing him up this time, Yami discovered that electricity hurt FAR more than he'd been led to believe!
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Noticing there was a problem, Jou and Honda decided they needed to Yami across themselves. Their efforts left Yami with his bones aching and his head thundering…Seto's next words not helping in the least.
"I see you've discovered the remainder of that seal's properties…" the bastard priest drawled, turning around and smirking, any trace of infuriation wiped clear from his features.
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The priest raised an eyebrow at the sight of Honda and Jou.
"I see…" Seto mused aloud, "Ordinary human beings can be such sentimental fools…only a true fool would think of keeping that filthy beast around as a pet…"
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Yami glared at the priest harder, a snarl already going in the back of his throat. Jou, however, took a little more offense to the slur.
"Ya better watch what ya say about one of my friends, ya lousy jerk," Jou growled, pulling the flameblade out from where it had been hidden and getting up to fight.
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Seto blinked at the sight. Then he smirked, clearly finding this very entertaining.
"Loyalty IS a rather prized trait in dogs, isn't it?"
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"OH, DAT'S IT!" Jou yelled, charging in for the attack.
Amused expression fading to one of annoyance, Seto expertly countered Jou's assault and with a flick of the Millennium Rod, sent the blonde flying headfirst into one of the room's many bone piles, the flame blade whirling off to the side to sink deep into another.
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"Enough of this idiotic nonsense," Seto growled, targeting Honda with the next wave of magic from his Millennium Rod.
The hapless mortal was enveloped in a golden aura and dragged towards the far wall, where he was left pinned and helpless.
"This time," Seto continued, pulling out a wide, black stone disk, and setting it just inside the lines of the seal, "Things will be done properly."
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And with a few more hissing words - words that Yami still didn't know the meaning of - the black stone disk burst open, releasing the wave of non-light that coalesced into the nightmarish maw of the void that lead to Yami's former…and once again…prison, deep within the depths of absolute darkness.
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Things happened very quickly after that.
Just as it had last time, the void began drawing everything in the room inside, attempting to fill its limitless depths. The air was soon filled with dangerous fragments of flying bone, but since Yami was still tied up and couldn't stand, at least he didn't have to worry about THAT.
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Yip-PEE.
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The suction of the maw caught hold of Yami's unashamedly cowering form and began dragging it back soon enough. Fighting against the pull in his position, Yami had no attention to spare for anything else; but he was not completely unaware of the shouting, fighting, and bursts of magic going on around him.
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The void pulled harder, and the seal itself began flickering as its very magical essence was ripped forcibly from it. Abruptly, the seal dimmed to almost nothingness, and Yami felt a surge of new strength race through him. The rope holding his arms snapped like flimsy straw, and the mage-demon sank his claws into the floor, determined to fight this fate with every fiber of his being.
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The suction increased, and Yami's left arm lost its grip. Extending his claws on his right arm, Yami tried to hang in there…that arm had the injured wrist, and by now it was screaming under the strain…his claws were slipping…
Small hands seized his wrist, helping him stay in place. Looking up, Yami gaped when he saw that it was Yugi who was helping him. Ryou was holding onto the boy's other hand, and holding Ryou's other hand was - Bakurah!
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"Hold on!" Yugi cried, yelling to be heard over the sound of rushing wind.
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At that very moment, possibly receiving a fresh batch of energy from its maker, the seal flared back into full life and power. Yami's claws shrank involuntarily, costing the mage-demon his grip on the floor. Bakurah, who had been crouched on the very edge of the seal, was knocked backwards, dragging Ryou back with him…but the white-haired mortal had lost his own grip on Yugi.
Helpless to save himself, Yami plummeted into the void.