(AN: Story has been adopted from FrostyFallon, has the first 3 chapters that were wrote by them! Found the chapters in a old file all in one. From Chapter 4 on will be my own take to the story, original author had let me know one very important factor to which the story can turn around from what I thought it would be. This will have a flare of my own stories/comic,but I want to say that this must not be mistaken to my other AUs that I have.
If you want to show your support to the original author, you can go check out their other stories if any of you are interested in different show fanfics other then yugioh!

The 3 chapters will have small corrections here and there but nothing too major. I really like it the way it is so far. Changed ''Slifer'' name with the Japanese name ''Osiris'' for a little detail, and changed the title from ''Story of Revenge'' in order to not be confused with my comic ''The Revenge''.)

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of self-harm, bullying,violence (probably more to come)

''Text''- Speech

/Text/- Thoughts

(Text)- Author's Note (for now)

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! I am just a fan.

Chapter 1:The Warning

/It's their fault I'm here. Broken. Abandoned. What did I do? It all started when Atem left. They thought I wasn't good enough to be their friend anymore, that they were only his friend because he had his yami./ Even his own grandpa agreed with them. He didn't go to school anymore. He would just get beat to a pulp. He didn't have a home anymore. Grandpa threw him out. He could always die, but then he would have to face Atem and he probably wouldn't believe him that the friends they worked so hard to keep betrayed him.

He felt so many emotions now, but hid them under a mask that showed nothing. Hate, anger, confusion, and pain to name a few. He defiantly grew in his few months on his own. He grew at least a foot in height and his face had lost the baby fat that once made him so innocent making his face sharp. His eyes narrowed to an endless glare. He grew stronger so he had nicely toned arms and chest. His voice also lowered slightly. (He somewhat looks like Yami but different)

His leather fetish still remained. He seemed to always wear black or leather where ever he went. Currently he wore a sleeveless leather shirt with the words 'wait,I stopped caring' in red, tight leather pants, steel tipped boots, a spiked leather choker, fingerless leather gloves, broken handcuffs as bracelets, two belts with one hanging to his side, spiked leather bracelets on his upper and lower arms, chains hung limp on his legs, and a chain hung around his neck. To most he would look like some thug and would receive wary glances, but today he didn't care. It was his birthday today. June 4th.

He was leaning against a wall in a alley way for no particular reason with a sadistic smirk on his face, till he heard some familiar voices coming from the end of the alley way.

"Hey guess what today is." A high feminine voice asked.

"June 4th?" a Brooklyn accented voice replied.

"No Joey!" the first voice scolded.

"Is it the runt's birthday?" a third voice asked.

"Tristan got it right!" the first voice exclaimed.

"Yer right Tea! Wanna bet he's somewhere crying his eyes out?" Joey asked.

"Yeah! 'boo-hoo I'm a little runt nobody likes me!' '' Tea mocked.

The others laughed unaware of him listening in on them. He clenched his fists and teeth trying not to explode at them. He felt all the emotions he'd been hiding reappear making him want one thing. Revenge. His once bright amethyst eyes grew dark and cold at the thought. He stayed like this till he heard a whisper.

"Let us help you." it whispered.

"Who are you?" he asked into the darkness.

"We are shadows. Let us help you."

"How can I trust you?"

"We know of your pain and wish to aid in the revenge. They have hurt you for to long. Let us help."

"Fine." Instantly he was filled with shadows and their dark power. The only way you could tell though would be the near black amethyst eyes and naw pitch black aura that seemed to surround him. A large blast of shadow magic seemed to erupt from the spot as if daring anyone to stand in its way.

He walked down the street to his apartment he stood a while since he was thrown out. It wasn't fancy, but it wasn't a dump either. Besides his looks that changed, he also gained some valuable skills. He could now hack any computer without leaving a trace of his hack. He proved this when he hacked Kaiba Corp's computers and made their website a picture of a kuriboh attacking and beating a blue eyes white dragon. Authorities still hasn't found the person responsible. He also hacked the government and changed his name to Kage Tenshi (shadow angel) he didn't want the others finding him and it seemed fitting but he only ever used that name around strangers. All other traces of Yugi Moto had been deleted like he never existed. He also learned to fight and enjoyed the pained screams, most thugs would think twice now when they saw him. Plus he had thievery skills that rival Bakura's any day.

Now though he was making plans on how to make his 'friends' suffer like he did. With his shadow magic recently gained, it made it all more impossible to find him. Who to torture first is the question. There were so many who had done him wrong in the last few months and though he would not kill. Killing would be to good for them. He would torture them so that they wished they would die. He thought he would get them scared first,not directly attacking them or any one in their circle of friends, but maybe a threat and a little messing with them would suffice. He knew just the person to attack first. Torture then kill would be best.

In the Kaiba mansion,Yugi waited unknown to anyone in the shadows of young Mokuba's room. He planned to leave a warning tonight,a bloody one ,but a warning nonetheless. He wore all black so nothing of him could be seen and placed a strong silencing spell on the room. Pity no one would here dear little Mokuba's cries. Since no one would hear,he let out a insane sadistic chuckle.

He waited till the door opened and Mokuba walked in. He quickly dressed for bed and then crawled in. Yugi waited till he was fast asleep. The door locked via shadows and he walked over to the bed, knife in hand. He gently shook him awake and brought the room into the shadow realm.

"Hello Mokuba." He greeted.

Now wide awake in fear,Mokuba stared at his attacker. "Who are you?"

"I am one who will get revenge on the traitors. But I'm not here to kill Mokuba. Only to bring a message. And you know I don't have any ink. But your blood will do." He smiled sadistically at the fear on Mokubas face. "It will only hurt a lot"

"Wait till my big brother hears! You'll be in jail!"

"Then why don't you try?" He laughed at Mokuba's failed attempts to warn his brother knowing it was impossible. "Are you quite done yet?"

Mokuba struggled as his arm was grabbed and brought closer to his attacker. Yugi sliced three cuts into each arm, enjoying the pained screams of the young child. Then,he turned Mokuba around and began carving on his back a message. 'Beware the angel of shadows.' He began to cut up Mokuba more and more till Yugi decided it was late and dropped Mokuba roughly on the ground and cleaned up the blood on his clothes and knife using his new found powers and vanished in smoke after removing the spells on the room.

He reappeared in his apartment and went to bed happy as a lark.

Back with Mokuba, he screamed for his big brother who came changing into the room a moment later. Kaiba let out a shocked gasp and instantly dialed 911.

"Mokuba who did this?!" Kaiba asked.

"Back.." Mokuba muttered before he collapsed into unconsciousness. Kaiba reluctantly looked at his brothers back and read the bloody carved message there.

" 'Beware the angel of shadows.' Whoever the hell did this is going to pay! Nobody hurts my little brother and gets away with it!" Kaiba growled at he waited for paramedics.

At the hospital everyone had showed up: Tea, Joey, Tristan, Duke, and Ryou.

"What happened?" Ryou asked worried.

"I don't know. But whoever did it left a message. 'Beware the angle of shadows.' Any ideas who that could be? Kaiba wanted to find this person as fast as he could.

"Can we see the message?" Tea asked.

"No"

"Then how we gonna find out who it is ,money bags!?" Joey spat.

"Shut it mutt. The message was carved on Mokuba's back."

The silence that followed was scary. No one expected that. Wasn't the attack on Mokuba enough?

"Whoever did this must have a meaning to do so. Any new enemies, Kaiba?" Ryou asked.

"The thing is that I don't have any new ones. I have no Idea who it could be. You guys made any enemies?"

"Maybe. But he couldn't do nothin' " Joey replied.

"Who is this?" Kaiba demanded.

"Yug' "

"Oh yeah the runt. It couldn't hurt seeing where he is now."

"Eh,I guess."

"It's not like the runt could do anything bad. He's to weak." Tea stated.

Kaiba pulled up his laptop and searched through records,but everywhere he looked,not a single Yugi Moto appeared.

"What the hell." Kaiba muttered "according to this Yugi Moto doesn't exist."

"What! Of course he exist unless we're all crazy." Tristan spat.

In the realm of the gods,panic was evident on the three gods' faces.

"He has all the reason to act as such but surely we can't let them die for this?!" Obelisk boomed.

"But we can not intervene with the lives of these mortals!" Osiris protested.

"We might not need to do it directly we could always send someone down." Ra suggested.

"But if we do who would know if it makes the situation worse? They seem to blame the young one for his leave if we send him back, it may lead to more problems." Osiris reminded.

"It is either that or have the world enveloped in shadows." Ra informed.

"I guess we have no other choice." Obelisk conceded.

"If its for the best." Osiris agreed.

In the afterlife a very bored pharaoh was sitting on his throne listening to the idiots that made up his court. Sighing in boredom. Well he was bored till a certain brunet came running into the throne room.

"Temie! Temie, Temie, Temie!" Mana yelled running in.

"Yes Mana?" Atem or better known as Yami asked (calling him yami).

"You got a very important letter! So read it!" Mana excitedly asked.

Yami turned to his court and dismissed them promising to finish this matter later.

"Well hand it over." Mana happily obliged and peeked over his shoulder to read along. His eyes widened as he read.

Dear Pharaoh Atem

We the Egyptian Gods Obelisk, Ra, and Osiris bring you terrible news. Your hikari, Yugi Moto, has fallen into darkness and requires dire he is not stopped we fear the world will fall into darkness once again. We will help you return to the living to help your hikari from the darkness that now surrounds him. Note that much has changed since your departure,the friends you had come to make have all turned their backs on him and his grandfather has thrown him out. This will come to a shock to you ,but you must believe. We do not know if your return will help or not, but we encourage you to try and help.

Signed,

The Egyptian Gods

Yami looked at the letter in shock. The fact that his hikari became dark was one thing, how his friends treated him was another and his grandpa kicking him out was just insane. Mana had a look of shock on her usually forever happy looking face.

"Maybe it's a prank?" she suggested.

"Who would want to face the gods wrath by impersonating them?" he replied.

"B-but Yugi's like the sweetest, kindest, most innocent person ever!"

He retired to his quarters that night worried for his not so light hikari.

In the realm of the livin, to mostpeople Yugi would seem sleeping,but he was very much awake. His thoughts drifted to when he was first treated horrible by his friends.

It had only been a week since the ceremonial duel and Yugi was still pretty depressed that his yami had to leave. Ryou and Malik were simply ecstatic that they were free and took it upon themselves to gloat every second they saw each other. Everyone stopped thinking of him and not inviting him to anything when he needed their support the most.

They began insulting him and picking on him more. Tea then began spreading lies about him. Joey and Tristan began bullying more than ever. Other bullies saw this and took it upon themselves to make his life a personal hell. The teachers didn't care because they believed Tea's lies.

Then his grandpa got fed up with him always coming home late and not helping him with the shop. He began cutting himself in hopes to ease the pain, but when his grandpa walked in,he blew up and told him to pack and get put by morning.

Going to school the next day he was pointed and stared at like some freak. The bullying got worse from there because he was 'a homeless freak' or 'a psychotic cutter'. Finally he couldn't take it and just dropped out. He now worked at a nightclub as one of the bar tenders on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. It didn't pay much, but it was enough to live by and bit more.

He remembered a certain night when his friends came in. Got completely wasted and started spouting nonsense. He had planned to get pictures and post it on the school website or do a mass email to everyone, but then Joey came to his senses and knocked the shit out of him. He still had a jagged scar on his arm from where Joey got a broken glass and cut him.

During the first few months he was hurt by there action, but as time went on, the pain dulled and became hate. What kind of friend would just hurt them even more when they need comfort? No friend of his./Which reminds me.. I'm sure they got my warning by now../ A psychotic grin was on his face and he got up to get ready for the new day.