My deepest apologies for not being able to update anything! Life has been hectic for me lately and I was trying to save what I could to Google Docs.

Anyway, here is chapter 4! Hope you all enjoy it.😝


Yugi growled as he attacked the ghoul. "Don't you touch my brother, you monster!"

"You're one to talk, vamp," she hissed, dodging the attack.

The little vampire missed and landed on his feet. He bared his teeth, his sharp canines showing, as he grabbed a rock that no normal four-year-old child would have been able to lift. "This is for hurting my brother!"

Yugi threw the rock and watched as it collided with the ghoul's head, knocking her off balance. He grabbed another large rock and rushed over to bash her brains out. As soon as he was sure that the creature wasn't going to get up anytime soon, Yugi walked over to his brother's pack and pulled out the hatchet that Yami kept inside for him.

Just as he finished decapitating the ghoul, Yami awoke with a groan. Tossing aside what remained of the head of the creature, Yugi happily dashed to Yami's side. "You ok," he asked.

Yami grimaced in pain and from the sight of his brother covered in gunk from the ghoul, "Yeah. Just don't touch me until you get cleaned up or talk too loud."

Yugi looked down at his clothes and giggled, "I had fun while you were out cold. You get the best part though."

Yami would have rolled his eyes, but his head hurt too much for the action. They made a promise to their adoptive father that Yugi would not be permitted to start a fire to burn remains as he was unable to even use a lighter and matches were too easy to ignite. The boy loved the warmth and the colors the flames had as they removed all traces of whatever they consumed. "Let's just get this done with and head to Mena, Arkansas to take down a wendigo that is due to emerge in a week or so."

Yugi shrugged as he headed back over to the corpse of the ghoul, grabbing its head and ankle to drag outside to burn. He just wanted to go back home to see his papa and rest without being stuck in a car seat in the backseat while Yami attempted to lull him to sleep with Classical Music. Being stuck in a four-year-old body sucked. Despite being a vampire, Yugi was a twenty-one-year-old in a little kid's body.

Clearing his head of all his complaints, Yugi left the body to collect his brother's 'burn-bag' from the car. He decided to be funny and remove the car seat. Yami wasn't pleased to see Yugi trying once more to waste the safety device. "Yugi go put it back or I'll superglue the seatbelt to keep you from taking it out of the car. Don't make me force you to give me your word that you'll leave it alone unless we're on the road."

Yugi grumbled as he left the bag and dragged the seat back to the car. Yami sighed as he salted and lit the ghoul's remains on fire.


They had tracked the wendigo in the woods and were ready to attack it when it knocked Yugi into a large pine tree. The little vampire didn't stand a chance as his shoulder and head hit the thick bark, the flare gun he carried fell from his limp hand and into the ravine.

Yami was prepared to fire his own flare gun at the beast when it suddenly lit up. He then realized that he and Yugi weren't alone. A canine and three people entered the clearing. "Hello," the smaller white-haired one spoke. "I hope we got here in time to help. Looks like you needed it. How's the little one doing, Ishizu?"

Yami turned to see a woman with long black hair knelt next to Yugi's still form. "He's out cold. Poor thing will need stitches and a sling for his dislocated shoulder."

"What were you thinking!? You can't Hunt with a child," the taller white-haired person growled.

Yami approached him angrily, "He's older than he looks! Just last week, he took down a ghoul on his own with two rocks and a hatchet after it knocked me out."

"Please, Bakura hates when little kids get hurt. I'm Ryou," the first person said softly.

"Yami. That's my brother, Yugi."

A low growl interrupted any further talk. "What, Malik," the third person Yami had seen asked the dog. A growl and short bark replied. The man glared at Yami, "You're working with a vamp?"

"I see you're working with a Skinwalker," Yami retorted. "Besides, that 'vamp' is my brother. He was Turned when we were kids."

Ryou sighed, "at least we'll have an edge on some creatures out there if we work together."

"What do you mean," Yami asked.

"I'm trying to get a small group together to fight the creatures that mean harm to people. Malik was bitten by a Skinwalker a while back and learned to adapt to his condition. Instead of eating human hearts, he prefers beef hearts. Marik, Odion, and Ishizu are his siblings," Ryou explained. "I can sometimes 'see' things before they happen. Bakura is my brother and protector. If your brother can hold his own, I would like for you to join us."

Yami looked torn, "we've always worked with just the two of us, but then again, all Hunters are like that and many have lost their lives. I guess if Yugi's up to it, we'll give it a try to work as a team."


Bakura let out a low whistle at the condition of Yami's car. "That thing looks about ready for the junk heap."

Yami shrugged, "That's where I got it from. Dad owns a salvage yard and offered to get me a car for our nineteenth birthday. I turned him down but accepted his help to rebuild this one so that it runs better than it looks."

Bakura hooked it up to the tow cables of the RV and made sure it was secured. "Let's go," he stated as he stood up.


Ishizu stitched up the wounds on Yugi's head and shoulder after forcing it back into place. She carefully tucked the little vampire into a bed that Ryou had picked out for him and his brother to share. It was the biggest bed that the vehicle had to offer and had been prepared with a small blanket, four pillows, and a new teddy bear with a black choker for the little one.

He looked so small and fragile, but she smiled knowing that that would be the downfall of many of their enemies. Now that they had their small team, Ryou would want to head for Lebanon, Kansas as soon as Yugi was able to handle a nearly nine hour drive. He would have to wait a few days, preferably camped in a nearby RV park or campground.

The young man had purchased a large parcel of land and had crews working on an underground facility for them to use as a base of operations. He'd found plans for this in his great-great-grandfather's books that were stored in the basement and had decided to use them.


That's it for Chapter 4 of 'Stalked'. Hopefully I will be able to update more of my works on or before my birthday.