Title

Name
Summary

I had a name. Long ago I had a name that I was called by. Each one knew my name. I could do as I wish. Here I am called D.A. series one number 03 you may call me 3 for short, I would tell you my name if I could remember it. B/R M/M Y/Y.
Notes

Nothing yet other than I hope Ryou pops up in this chapter I haven't planned a much of this story I'm just doing what comes to mind although I do know how I want a certain scene to go but I cant tell you or it will spoil the whole plot.

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I looked at the boy who I had only seen a few times and I can tell he's trying really hard just to stand straight. I figure now's a fine time to make him a little more comfortable. I've dealt with Gozuboro too and I know what it's like to be in the hot seat. I glanced over catching his eye for a second before sending the images of the words I wanted to ask him. 'How's the kid?'

Seto began to focus his thoughts on the answer so I can read them. 'I haven't seen him in a month and a half. I cant find him in my wing.' He seemed to be in thought for a moment as Gozuboro dismissed him. He walked past me brushing against me slightly. I felt a small weight difference in my hand and looked at him. 'Do this for me. I'll give you a solid I.O.U. cash it in anytime. Just gave that to my brother."

I nod and he closes the door. Now Gozuboro is the only one in the room to focus on he sits there smug and calculating. Grinning like a Cheshire cat. He stands and walks over to us.

"D.A… Now what does that stand for?" he asks mockingly. When we don't answer his grin broadens. "Why so quiet now? Eh, number two?"

Marik just turns his head and spits to the side, his saliva burning a hole in the tapestry one that Gozuboro cherishes. When he wants he can make his saliva into poison or acid. "You know you grill that kid who left a little while ago all the time about asking stupid questions. You know what D.A. stand for why ask."

Surprisingly Marik wasn't backhanded for that remark. Gozuboro just kept that look on his face like he'd just had the best day of his life! Waving a hand and dismissing the –comment he continued.

"Well now D.A. Dark Angel. The Fallen if you will, were known through out myths as the merciless angels who did as they saw fit. But you three will do as I see fit. Tonight change dark to death."

I swear if I could kill the arrogant bastard I would!

"I have decided since now you are all older that you will have a more difficult mission, actually five of them. I want the mission completed by this time tomorrow. You have five targets." He flipped on the projector showing us five pictures.

The first four were men dressed in business suits. They were company rivals that he wanted exterminated. He pointed to each one and gave a slight summary of their names and occupation. I didn't listen elder always did, so I never bothered. What caught my interest was a picture of a woman posted on the board. She had hair the same color as mine. She also had large almond shaped eyes that were a red hue. She looked young like a nineteen year old.

When mustache baron pointed to her picture I listened, "This is Rayne Himino Kaiba. She has some important information that I must obtain. Kill her if you must and only her I don't want any all out attacks. If you can bring her back alive then do so. Bring back her master CPU as well." He looked at the picture and grinned. "This picture is an old one. It is approximately 22 years ago. She is now 41 years old."

We all nodded. "The usual team will escort you." With a snap of his fingers the door opened and there were six men standing in all black three women behind them carrying our black uniforms. The girls were all elder's age and fairly decent.

Gozuboro left us so that we could change, and the men could make sure we didn't try to escape. We greeted the men as we would old friends. They were Gozuboro's workers but they were one of the few that treated us like people and not freak experiments.

After I finished dressing I looked over to the side to see brother flirting with one of the girls. She was blushing hotly as he made comments and even wooed her a bit. I swear he'd screw anything that walks and has a hole.

Before things can get any more heated (and trust me I feel the heat radiating from brother) Yami hits him… really hard. "God brother get your brain out of you pants and lets go."

My blonde brother grumbled as we were escorted out of the building. It wasn't unusual for us to go on termination missions to destroy Gozuboro's enemies. I never felt guilt for a single death. I just killed as I was told. Guilt was something that would drag me down.

My brother's and I divided the work so that each of us would have one of the guys. Elder got the other business man and I got the left over victim. The girl, her name was Rayne Kaiba? Why would Gozuboro want to kill this girl of she was family?

I raced down the streets on foot as elder traveled in the shadows. Brother decided to take a cab to his destination… Lazy bastard.

Luckily the mansion isn't far from the lab. I delivered the card to the kid finding him in one of the isolated spots of the mansion. Seto wanted me to give the kid a card. Duel monsters I think. I've seen them everywhere, this card must have been hard to come by because the runt was jumping for joy and thanking me. After that was over and done I couldn't wait for my second mission to begin, I raced towards the heart of domino.

Coming up to the shady club I let my wings slide into place in my back. I can retract them so I can blend in to the place where my prey is hiding.

….Well it's go time."

End Kura's POV

Slipping silently into the back rooms Bakura watched the men all sit around a table drinking and yelling at one another about some business or another. Bakura stayed in the shadows trying to blend in the emergency door just a yard away.

Bakura pulled two short swords (about 1 ft/ 30 cm each) from the back of his belt and focused on the lightweight steel blades. The blades glowed a black light as they sped forward towards their targets. Immediately the man who both blades were aiming for threw up the table making the blades lodge into the wooden table.

Raising a hand to call back the blades all eyes were focused on the boy. The first blade came back but the other wouldn't budge. In moments the room was full of jeering men flashing knives and guns in the dull light. Pulling the other sword free 03 lunged at his target.

Since Bakura was the only one fighting so he couldn't just start hacking bodies up there'd be more danger for him… He'd never been one to back away from a challenge…

The white haired fallen cut of random heads and threw others into the walls. Several times he'd been stabbed or slashed as he worked his way through the crowd. Finally he reached his target pushing his blades into the man's chest he thought of Gozuboro.

His face became dark as he thought of Gozuboro. Every day was torture with out his voice, with out his Momma, with out Isis, with out freedom. With out his name! Every day was like ten in that slow moving hell.

He pressed the blades in blood coming from the man's mouth. Then his teeth busted out of his mouth from the pressure. Bakura dragged the knives down the man's body slicing him open. Surprisingly Bakura came out with only his own blood on his body. Taking a knife he carved three words into the wall.

JUSTICE IS SERVED

Unfurling his wings after letting them burst forward. As another twelve guys came back from the wall they had been slammed into. Racing after Bakura who was already pushing the emergency door open and setting off in a run pushing himself off the ground with a fierce flap of his wings Bakura was ascending into the sky.

(Bakura's POV)

I heard two gun shots. Hell I felt two gun shots one in my side and one in the joint of my right wing… butI kept going. My vision became blurred. I saw a sea of green under me and tried to ascend higher but black leaked into my vision. I blacked out coming again into my world of memory.

I saw a little version of brother race forward with a paper in his hand. Again this one started to char but mother put it out with a damp towel before it got singed beyond the point of no return.

She smiled at him and patted his head as she looked at the paper. "You did a good job it's so neat too!" she put the picture next to two others on the fridge. "Well I like it a lot but what is this pink thing around your little brother's neck?" I looked at it and shivered, brother had always been very sadistic.

"It's his Intrest-infesturn-inten- INTESTINE!" he said happily. "He wont share his candy and he had fourteen already!"

Mother's face went from 'oh my i god /i ' to ' b OH MY GOD! /b ' in zero seconds flat. Some how I knew that in a few minutes little me'd be in trouble. I walked over to the paper and looked at the corner and read the name; Ishtar Marian Aio.

I smirked he's never live this one down, Marian.

I felt fingers on one of my wings and winced I was being brought back to the real world. I saw behemoth again but she just lay there, immobile. She almost dead… She's real strong to be able to feed off of songs in my memory for thirteen years. If it was me, I'd be dead by now.

I opened my eyes slowly seeing a canopy of trees. It was really dark now probably really late too. "oh good you're awake!" I looked to my left and saw a girl thin fingers wrapping around each other. I finally noticed that my head wasn't on the ground but in her lap.

I wanted to move but my wing hurt too much. That was odd… I remember getting stabbed in the arm and legs and getting shot in the side, but all the pain I had to show for it was my throbbing wing. I winced as she looked at my wings. I wouldn't hear the end of this one! If I killed her no one would know about Gozuboro's dirty little secret, and no one would ever know that I'd almost been killed.

"This will hurt but I cant heal it properly if it's still in there." I watched as the long fingers touch the wounded spot and pulled out the bullet. I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out it hurt like hell! Placing her palm on the injured spot her eyes slid close and I felt a light warmth spreading over my wing chasing away the pain. I looked at this kid while her eyes were half lidded. Her eyes were large and green, her complexion pale but rosy as well, hair the same color as mine that just touched her shoulders and a narrow waist. She was wearing a striped shirt it was blue and white and some jeans. "Stretch it out see if it's better…"

I did just that and felt no pain there wasn't even a scar. I grabbed a stick that was besides me and wrote in the patch of dirt.

-Thanks-

"No problem, I'd do it for anyone. Just don't tell okay… my mom would kill me." Soft voice too. She scratched her head and sighed, "your clothes are all shredded… Oh come with me you can grab some thing from Malik…" she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me along.

I followed obediently not wanting to die of pneumonia since it was the middle of autumn. We walked about six blocks down from the exit of the park and came face to face with a large house it was pretty big. Took up almost half the block. It had a perfectly manicured lawn with peony flowers and pansies lining the cement walkway. I saw little handprints in the cement and thought it would be nice to grow up in a house like this and not a laboratory.

The girl reached in to her pocket and pulled out a ring of keys. Lots of key chains… unlocking the door she looks in checking to make sure no one's there. So finally she walks in and motions for me to follow. I walk behind her until we reach a door with a mirror on it.

She puts an ear to the door then turns to me, "I'm sorry but I don't have anything that will fit you. Malik is about your size just a bit smaller… Oh and I'm giving you fair warning. Malik is very kinky and vain …and possessive." She opens the doors and I'm in shock.

There was a large round bed in the center of the room with purple and dark purple sheets and pillows the walls were purple and had several mirror tiles about an inch apart from each other. The ceiling was just one huge mirror with a few light fixtures. Speakers sat on two nightstands along with a clock. On the furthest wall was a closet she opened the door and revealed a rotating clothes rack that was next to the rotating table with every kinky sex toy out there…

She pulled out some black jeans and a white t-shirt and reached out to me. "Um I think this might fit you? Here- uh… what is your name?"

She blushed slightly as she gave me the pants. I tried to think of some thing… I didn't have any paper and I rarely used sign language so I for got the letters. Please let her be intuitive.

"Well?" she cocked her head to the side as I slipped off what was left of my clothes. She blushed and turned away. I glanced in the mirror and saw her looking down. I tapped her when I was done and she turned around. "Oh! Can you speak?"

I shook my head and she smiled. "I can fix that!" she wrapped her fingers around my neck and began rubbing small circles as her fingers glowed. "It's a chemical in your body… I need for you to trust me on this okay?"

I nodded I'd do anything for my voice… I felt her dig what felt like a claw into my shoulder. I winced but the pain quickly faded as a I see an orange fluid pour from my wound it was thick and there was a large amount. It was wiped away with a piece of shredded black cloth."

I felt my throat… I felt freed… I opened my mouth my voice hoarse from lack of use. It was much deeper as well. I took a deep breath trying to focus on the way I should move my tongue to speak. I took a deep breath and began, "M-my na-aim name is Bakura Icarus Aio. Thank you."

"I'm Ryou Hikari Aio."

"That's an odd name for a girl." I got my speech ability back remembering how each syllable sounded. "But nice."

She- Ryou glowered at me crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm male. I'm always mistaken for the wrong gender." I glanced at the clock and Ryou took notice he led me out of the room and into the kitchen. "You have to leave don't you?"

He looks so sad… Why? He doesn't even know me? I nod forgetting that I have my voice back.

"It's oka-"

"AH-HA!" Ryou jumped shocked at the new intrusion. I turned and saw a blonde girl about Ryou's age she had on a wife beater and some boxers a spoon in her mouth and a bowl of ice cream in her hand slender legs the same tan as the rest of her. She had blonde hair pulled into a loose ponytail. Her eyes were lavender and twinkling. I know this was a girl you don't see tit's that big every day!

She smirked and sauntered over. I felt my cheeks grow really-really hot as she traced a finger down my jaw line and chest "Oh damn you are so…" she turned to Ryou before snickering, "Busted…"

"Too late Isis called mom at the office… told her she couldn't find you… Isis went out to look for you since you were supposed to be home half hour ago… but not only did you come in late you come in with a guy!" the blonde smirked and raised a hand an icicle grew out of it then the room tempiture dropped it was really getting cold a thin sheet of frost appeared. "Wouldn't mom find that interesting?"

"Malik don't you dare! Besides it isn't like that!"

I was confused wasn't Ryou'd brother named Malik? "Isn't Malik male?"

"I am," The blonde retracted the cold and snapped her fingers. All of the sudden there as a guy there the wife beater and boxers were still the same. The only real visual differences were the lack of hourglass shape, tits and height. "I gender swap…"

"Um…okay."

Ryou smiled at me briefly and showed me to the door. "Sorry if you were freaked out about Malik…"

"'sokay… I have a horn dog for a brother too… thank you for fixing me up." He smiled again and I took off in a run before my wings burst from my back and I lifted off of the ground.

For the first time in thirteen years I sang… I sang endlessly until the sun began to peak from the horizon. Making the sky of the early morning bled a dark deep red. The red of the blood that I spilled.

Once I return to the lab I cannot speak, so I relish this moment to say what I've longed to for thirteen years…

"I am Bakura Icarus Aio."

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End chapter three! Yay review please!