AN: I hope you all have a great easter time! Since I'm not really celebrating things like that I made myself comfortable on my balcony, listened to music and enjoyed the sun while finishing chapter 13 for you. (I'm a Grinch when it comes to things like christmas, easter, carnival and stuff like that. LOL)
This chapter contains a mixture of a flashback and a nightmare. Be prepared for a bit of horror hahaha I love horror series and movies, so why don't put a little bit of that into Jesara's nightmare?
Again a big thanks to all who reviewed the story so far. I'm so happy that some of you leave a review on every chapter! Much love!
FunFact: I've been to a festival today in my hometown. Guess what? I came across a new Shisha Bar and its name is ISHTAR! So so cool.
Enjoy reading chapter 13!
Chapter XIII
Wake Me Up
It got late in the evening and the gang decided to try to get some sleep before the finals of Battle City begin on the following day. Yugi / Yami and the others were sure that Marik's alter ego won't make it easy for them and if they don't stop him he'll probably destroy the world as they knew it. They wished Jesara a good night and left her room to get to their own quarters, but when Joey was almost out of the door he stopped and turned back to her.
"Uhm… Jess?" He asked sheepishly as he looked back at her with slightly blushed cheeks. She smiled back at him but curiously raised an eyebrow when she recognised Joey's red face.
"Yes? What is it, Joey?" She said with politeness in her tone. Joey made a step towards her. The blonde scratched the back of his head and chuckled nervously. He always did that when he was uncertain about something.
"I-I wondered if the two of us…" Joey stuttered and tried to cover it with his sunny boy grin. "Ahm, maybe we can meet for a coffee or dinner when your divorce is official?"
Jesara grimaced at his question. Did he really ask her for a date? NOW? From all possible moments to ask her for a date this was the worst to choose, besides the fact that she friend zoned him from the day they met and had no romantic interest in him. And why did he think that she will file for divorce?
"Ahm… Joey? I'm sorry but I think that you-" But before Jesara was able to finish her sentence Tea rushed into the room and grabbed Joey by his ear, glaring angrily at him. She then pulled him out of the room and the doors slid shut behind them. Jesara stared at the door for another few seconds in confusion. 'What the…'
She let out a sigh and rearranged the pillows on her bed to lay down and get some sleep. The heart monitor she was connected to stood beside her bed and always showed the same sinus rhythm. Kaiba's doctor on this flight may be a bit too concerned about her condition. The machine's display enhanced the room with dim red and blue lights after she turned off the room's light, but it didn't bother her at all. Jesara was far too tired to worry about something like that. She laid down in the bed slowly - her body still hurt a bit with every move she made although she got painkillers from the doctor. Jesara let out a little moan when she finally managed to get herself comfortable and closed her amber-olive eyes.
A lot of thoughts haunted her mind and didn't let her sleep for quite a bit of time. Finally she cleared things up and told her friends everything about her and her past. It felt so soothing to her soul - like a gigantic rock that had lifted from her shoulders. On the other hand there was this demon that possessed Marik's body and wanted to reign and destroy the world for some reason. Jesara was certain that Ishizu wanted her to prevent this from happening, but obviously she failed miserably. She wondered about what happened to Marik's soul when this demon took control over his body. Did his alter ego really send him to the shadow realm? Did he have to suffer where he was now? Then she tried to remember the moment when Marik's dark side wanted to send her to the shadows too, but the millennium rod didn't want to work properly. Ishizu said that the true Marik protected her from the power of his rod with his last bit of strength.
'I hope that Marik's dark side won't come for me again… When I'm somehow immune to his power of the millennium rod, so who knows what he's about to do to me instead just using his hands.' She thought to herself and hoped that her friends made sure to lock the door behind them when they left. 'You really need to get some sleep, Jesara… Sleep now, sleep.'
Jesara tried to count sheep mentally to fall asleep faster. When she reached sheep number 74 she slowly drifted off.
/ MEANWHILE IN ODION'S ROOM
His room was dark and silent, just the light of the moon shone through the tiny bull's eye window to illuminate it a bit. Kaiba's doctor just came to check on his health condition and if he got a bit better. But Odion was still in a comatose state and asleep. The doctor let out a sigh and turned to leave the room. Outside he made sure to lock the room with his master key. Suddenly his body froze and for some reason he was unable to move.
"I'll take the master key if you don't mind, doc." A deep voice said from behind him. It was Yami Marik, who took the key card from the solidified man and opened the door to Odion's room with it. He then stepped in front of his bed and chuckled evilly.
"Long time no see, you little fool. It's time for me to get you out of the way once and for all. We don't want you to lock me up again, do we?" Yami Marik grinned as he unpacked the dagger that was hid inside the handle of the millennium rod. "You held me back far too long, my dear Odion. I should have killed you when I had the chance last time."
Yami Marik raised the dagger up in the air, ready to stab the bulky egyptian to death while he was unable to protect himself. But suddenly his arm didn't obey him anymore when an unfamiliar power hindered him to move the dagger just one inch closer to the unconscious Odion.
"You should better not touch him." A male, dark voice said from behind him. Yami Marik turned to see who dared to interrupt his intentions. It was a white haired teen with brown eyes who grinned confidently at him.
"You? How did you do that?" Yami Marik growled angrily and pointed the rod towards Bakura when he was able to move again.
"You're not the only one who wields a millennium item." Bakura chuckled as his millennium ring became visible with a beam of golden light. "And I'm not alone." Suddenly Marik's translucent spirit appeared beside the white haired teen, who was obviously controlled by the entity of the ring. Marik glared dangerously at his alter ego who possessed his body.
"I'm here too and I want my body back!" Marik snarled with seriousness in his voice.
But Yami Marik only laughed heavily at his statement. "Hahahaha, that's sweet. And you think that your little friend can help you with that?"
"I won't surrender my body to you without a fight!" Marik growled beside Bakura and narrowed his pale lavender eyes at him. "I heard everything when Ishizu and Jesara told the pharaoh about what happened in my past! Now I know that you killed my father and not him! And I will make you pay for what you did to me and my family!"
"Don't tell me that your life didn't change for the better after I sent our father to the shadows. You should better thank me for that, my dear Marik." Yami Marik shrugged with his shoulders and rolled his eyes innocently.
"Shut up and give me my body back!" Marik spat back.
"We challenge you for a duel. Since the powers of our millennium items seem to be equal, we should discuss this incidence in a shadow game." Bakura grinned at Yami Marik with a certainty of success.
Yami Marik chuckled demonically at the two teens in front of him. "I'd never say no to a little shadow game. Hahahaha."
/ MEANWHILE IN JESARA'S DREAMS / FLASHBACK
The sun was just a few minutes away from rising over the egyptian desert and painted the sky with breathtaking shades of blue, orange and bright red shades. It was about 5 o'clock in the morning and Odion made sure that Marik was asleep before he had smuggled Jesara and her suitcase out of the the Rare Hunters headquarter. A taxi came to a halt in front of them.
Odion stuffed her suitcase into the car trunk and made sure to avoid any loud noises by closing it again, so he did it as softly as possible before turning back to Jesara, who stared at him with watery eyes.
"This taxi will bring you to the airport." Odion whispered gently. "I want you to buy a ticket for the first possible one way flight you can get… wherever it will go."
Jesara nodded to show that she understood. "I won't ever see you again, Odion…" She muttered with sorrow in her young voice. Odion sighed in dismay.
"I'm afraid yes… Don't try to get in touch with me or… Ma-…him again. I don't know how he reacts when he finds out that you're gone." Odion asked her and laid his hands onto her shoulders to comfort her.
"Thank you, Odion… for everything." She said gently and hugged him. Staying here was out of question for the young girl, but saying goodbye forever to Odion was harder than she thought it would be.
"You have the money, passport and everything with you?" Odion asked to be certain that she had everything she needed to start over new somewhere far away from here. Jesara nodded at him as a tear ran down her cheek.
"You should go now, Jesara." He urged and pointed towards the waiting taxi beside them. He opened the back door for her to climb in. When she sat into the back seat of the taxi Odion smiled at her again and shut the door as silent as possible. The windows of the taxi were half opened and Odion commanded the driver to bring her to Cairo International Airport without any stops. When the motor came to life again Odion locked eyes with Jesara for the last time. "Goodbye." He said with a gentle smile before the taxi drove off.
/ MEANWHILE ON THE STRATOS DECK
The shadow game was in full swing and think, dark shadows surrounded the two opponents. Yami Marik decided to touch up the duel with a little side effect. Everytime one of the duelists loose life points they will lose a part of their body to the shadow realm. Bakura's life points already reduced to 1900 and he controlled Headless Knight (1450/1700), Goblin Zombie (1100/1050), The Earl of Demise (2000/700), and Puppet Master (0/0) in attack position on his side of the field. Yami Marik still had all of his life points remaining and his Drillago (1600/1100) - also in attack position - such as a face down card in front of him.
Marik, whose translucent spirit floated beside Bakura and glared angrily at his companion. He had already complained several times about him wasting their life points for useless turns. They weren't the most perfect partners in crime and Yami Marik enjoyed the entertainment from the other side of the field.
"Stop wasting our life points! We'll need them if we want to win this!" Marik hissed at his companion and balled his fists angrily. Bakura glared dangerously at the sandy blonde spirit beside him.
"Don't tell me how to duel, you parasite! Everything's going just fine here! Calm down!" The white haired teen spat back.
Yami Marik chuckled at their little clash and thought about how he could mess his weaker half up once more to make it a bit more interesting. "Hahahaha. This is almost as funny as my little duel with the sweet Jesara earlier this evening." He grinned and waited for his weaker half's reaction at his statement.
Marik growled deeply at his alter ego. "I will make you pay for hurting her like that!"
"You wanna make ME pay? Oh come on, little Marik." Yami Marik teased him with a devilish grin. "She's fine. And a few little bruises are nothing compared to what YOU did to her two years ago. Compared to that my duel with her was a cuddling session!"
With those words Marik's alter ego hit a weak point. "I already apologised for what I've done to her." He grumbled with a hint of compunction in his voice.
"Maybe. Hahaha. But did she also forgive you? It's so funny to see how hard you fight to get back to someone who hates you. Hahahaha." Yami Marik laughed heavily and stood tall at his spot on the dueling platform, crossing his hands in front of his chest. He knew how to gall his weaker half and make his blood boil. And right now he wanted to find his breaking point and unsettle him.
Marik was lost for words at his statement. He was right. Since they met again a few days ago she had insulted him, pushed him away and wasn't quite happy to see him again. But there were still those two… kisses they shared and obviously enjoyed.
"And didn't your precious Jesara use your pitiful feelings for her against you to cross your plans? I think you're trying to get something back that you lost a long time ago, my dear Marik." His evil grin grew wider and wider with every venomous word he said to irritate him.
"You don't know anything!" Marik hissed with anger that built up more and more with every second.
"I know a lot more than you. You were blinded by this stupid thing called love. She feels nothing but hate for you, little Marik. I've been there all the time and I can sense the beauty of hate in people. But I have to admit that she's a quite sexy catch. Hahaahaaha. What a pity that you damaged such a beautiful shell." Yami Marik taunted again. He enjoyed how his weaker half started to tremble with unease. "I'm quite sure that she doesn't give a fu*k about what happened to you. Maybe it's the best that happened to her since you two met. Hahahaha."
"YOU'RE WRONG! Shut up now and make your turn!" Marik commanded and glared daggers at him. In the meantime Bakura rolled his eyes in annoyance several times.
"I'm not. Why din't you ask her yourself?" Yami Marik chuckled with dark, demonic eyes. "Oh wait! You don't have a body anymore! But don't worry, I'll take good care of her." With this words he licked his upper lip to suggest him what he probably meant by that.
"Don't dare to touch her!" Marik was close to losing it completely. But then his unlikely companion cut in.
"Don't let this idiot get to you! Can both of you please shut the f*** up and concentrate on the duel!? I don't have endless time and I'm not in the best mood for a couple therapy today! Make your turn!" The white haired teen growled at his opponent and waited impatiently for him to continue.
Yami Marik drew a card and activated it right away. "I play Vengeful Bog Spirit. Now monsters can't attack in the same turn they are summoned. And with this I end my turn. Go on."
"I know what you're trying to do, Marik! Since I stole the Winged Dragon from you in my last turn you want to save your butt! But that can't help you now, because I will now sacrifice my Headless Knight (1450/1700), Goblin Zombie (1100/1050) and The Earl of Demise (2000/700) to summon your Egyptian god card!" Bakura explained and put the golden card onto his duel disk.
"Nice turn, but before you summon Ra I want to introduce you to my face down card." Yami Marik cut in when his trap card flipped open. "I activate my trap card Joyful Doom. It decreases the attack points of your monsters to 0 before they are sacrificed and increases my life points by the total decreased amount of their attack points! That gives me 8550 life points in total and your Winged Dragon is just a harmless little chicken! Hahahahaa" Yami Marik explained and let out a demonic laugh as he saw every colour fading from Bakura's face.
"B-But… that means that Ra has 0 attack points…" Bakura stuttered when his three monsters shattered into pieces and the golden phoenix emerged from the dark clouds behind the white haired teen. Also Marik stared at the beautiful dragon behind them in shock.
"Surprised?" Yami Marik taunted from the other side of the field.
"Shut up! I switch Ra and my Puppet Master into defense mode and end my turn!" Bakura declared and passed over to his opponent.
"It will be a pleasure for me." Yami Marik said and drew his next card. "Drillago, attack his Puppet Master and send him to the graveyard.!" With that his creature bolted forward and destroyed Bakura's zombie-like monster. Because it was in defense mode his life points were save for now. "Your turn."
Bakura drew and looked at the card in his hands, he then grinned at his opponent. "This duel is almost over. First of all I tribute The Winged Dragon of Ra to summon The Dark Ruler in attack position! (2450/1600)." The golden phoenix vanished from the battlefield and a dark monster appeared in front of him. Yami Marik didn't seem to care at all.
"But I'm not finished yet! Next I remove my Gernia, Headless Knight, and Puppet Master from my graveyard to special summon my beautiful Dark Necrofear in (2200/2800) attack mode! And at least I sacrifice 800 of my life points to bring The Earl of Demise (2000/700) back to life." Bakura explained and gained confidently at Yami Marik, who was still unimpressed by his turn.
"Hahahaha." Yami Marik chuckled evilly. "You sacrifice an egyptian god… what an irony." He drew his next card and again his demonic grin grew wider when he looked at his card. "Get ready to spend the rest of eternity in the shadows. I play Monster Reborn!"
When the spell card appeared in front of him Bakura gasped in horror. This meant nothing good. He was going to bring The Winged Dragon of Ra back to life.
"Calm down, you idiot! When he summons Ra with Monster Reborn it has zero attack points!" Marik contended beside his white haired companion whose eyes were filled with fear when the golden phoenix renewed behind Yami Marik.
"You're right, my dear Marik. But although you studied the ancient secrets about the egyptian gods you still don't know everything. Ra has another secret effect…" Yami Marik explained grinning. Suddenly his body started to vanish.
"What's going on!? Why does your body dissolve!?" Bakura asked in confusion and a hint of anxiety in his voice.
"The secret effect of Ra allows me to transfer my life points to his attack points. That's why my body vanishes into the shadows, but I will keep one single life point to prevent me from losing. That gives my beautiful creature 8549 attack points in total. That's your end. Hahahaha" By now only his right eye and his hand were left from his body. "And no my great god, destroy their monsters and send them to the shadows!"
Bakura's and Marik's eyes widened in shock; there was nothing they could do to save themselves now. Ra was far too powerful. Fire gathered in its mouth as the golden dragon prepared for its attack. When Ra shot its attack towards Bakura and Marik's spirit beside him their monsters burned in the flames. The same inferno that Jesara experienced earlier surrounded them now. The heat was almost unbearable. Marik cried out loud with pain before his translucent spirit dissolved in the flames of Ra's attack.
/ MEANWHILE BACK IN JESARA'S DREAMS
The ride to the airport took them about an hour. Jesara's bandaged back hurt with every pothole the car drove over. She stared outside the window when they drove through the city streets of Cairo to soak up every single impression of her home country. It could be the very last time she sees it.
The taxi came to a halt in front of a huge modern building. Hundreds of people with different kinds of nationalities and skin colours strolled around in front front of it. Most of them carried large suitcases and trollies with them and all of them looked stressed, annoyed and in a hurry. The taxi driver got off the car and took Jesara's little suitcase out of the trunk, then he opened the back door for the young girl and shot her a polite smile. She handed him a two bank notes - enough to pay the bill plus a good gratuity. He then drove off and within a minute the taxi was out of sight.
Jesara stood in a huge foyer and looked around in confusion. She has been to airports before, but she always knew where she wants to go and what her destination will be. This time it was different. From now on she was alone and no aim. Her upper body still hurt and made it hard for her to walk upright, but she tried her best to look normal and not like an abused little girl who tried to run away from her family. She approached a counter and was happily greeted by an egyptian lady with a black bob hair cut and pitch black eyeliner.
"Ähla saba! How can I help you?" The lady asked politely. Her employee tag said that her name was Ayla.
"Ähla saba. Ahm, I'd like to buy a one way ticket for the next available flight." Jesara said sheepishly and placed her passport onto the counter. She prayed to all gods she knew mentally that nobody recognises that it was fake.
Ayla nodded kindly and made a few clicks on her computer. "Where to?"
"Doesn't matter… Anywhere. But I'm open for any recommendations." Jesara forced a smile and tried to look as less suspicious as possible. Ayla raised a brow at her request and then looked back onto her computer's display to check the next departing flights and their availabilities.
"Mh, let's see. I can get you a flight to Greenland, but I have to admit that it's a horrible cold place to go to and there's almost nothing except of ice there. But I have one free seat left on the flight to Domino, Japan. It departs in less than two hours." Ayla said and smiled at Jesara.
"Sounds good. Then I guess I'm going to Domino." Jesara accepted her offer kindly and looked carefully at every move Ayla made when she checked on her passport and typed in her data. The fake seemed to be pretty good and Jesara was relieved when the kind lady handed it back to her with the boarding pass. The ticket was cheaper than she had expected, so she had a bit of cash left to kill the remaining time until boarding in the duty free store. Maybe she could find something as a keepsake to her home country, her origin.
But she ended up with a bottle of an egyptian perfume that smelled of lotus flowers, ambra and jasmine. All other egyptian souvenirs were made from pure plastic and made in china. And since the flight to Domino will take about 11 hours she got herself a pack of breadsticks and a sudoku booklet too.
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"Dear passengers, thank you for being with us on todays flight to Domino, Japan. Please fasten your seatbelts. We're ready for take off." The stewardess said through the intercom and the engines of the plane roared to life. Jesara got a window seat and stared outside when the plane speeded off. The pressure from the speedup squeezed her into her seat, she moaned sightly when her back got pushed into the quite hard seat back.
Jesara looked down to the beautiful golden panorama of Egypt underneath her when the plane ascended higher and higher into the air. She fell into a state of melancholy and tried to hold back some tears; this was probably the last time that she sees her home country. On the other hand she was relieved to get far away from him and determined to leave it all behind and to start over new. But she wasn't sure what to await when she got off the plane at her destination. She had never heard of a city called Domino and the fact that she will be homeless when she gets off the plane didn't ease her nerves either. There was a lot to do and a lot to fix when she arrives in Domino.
Suddenly she felt a warm breath on her neck and ears, a deep threatening voice whispered at her. "Did it hurt, my dear?" Jesara knew this dark voice and it immediately gave her goosebumps when her eyes widened in shock. She turned her head to see who it was, but she already knew before her eyes looked into blank, dark lavender ones that stared at her in amusement.
"Y-You? W-What…" She stuttered in disbelief. Her heart skipped a beat as she locked eyes with her biggest nightmare.
"Surprised to see me here, my dear?" Yami Marik chuckled evilly from the seat next to her. "You should have booked a first class ticket, sweetheart."
Jesara was lost for words. Why did he haunt her in her dreams? How did he get into them? Was it really him or was it all a product of her brain to compensate her fear? Whatever his appearance in her dreamworld was about… it made her shivering.
"Get out of my head and dreams! You're not welcome here!" She spat anxiously.
"Ohhhh no." Yami Marik cried out sarcastically. "And I thought you'd like to have a little chitchat during this long flight."
She answered him only with a soft growl and slipped a few centimetres to the side in her seat to get at least a bit more distance between her and Marik's darker side. He grinned at her with his annoying devilish smirk and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "You know, my dear… I didn't have the chance to thank you for leaving my weaker half."
Jesara raised an eyebrow in confusion at his words. Did he jerk her around for some purpose? "Why should you do that?"
"Oh my sweet Jesara… Because of you Marik was so full with negative emotions, mental pain and hate that I got stronger and stronger. You helped me a lot, my dear." Yami Marik taunted from beside her. His evil smirk never left his lips when he leaned a bit closer to her. "So thank you very much."
"Bullshit. That's not true!" She snarled back and glared daggers at him. Jesara pressed herself against the cabin wall of the plane as he drew closer to her, but her back still hurt too much.
"But it is, sweetheart. It's all your fault and I can't thank you enough. And I have to admit that you're just as coldhearted as me. You used my weaker half's pitiful feelings for you against him without batting an eye. That was very seductive to see. You're just as fucked up as me, my little Jesara." Yami Marik smirked and leant his face closer to hers. He stroked her cheek with his fingertips to rattle her a bit more.
"You're lying!" Jesara choked back tears and slapped his hand away from her. "STEWARDESS! COULD PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME HERE!?" She screamed out loud to get some help from the other passengers or crew. Yami Marik laughed heavily at her attempt to get some help.
Suddenly Jesara let out a piercing scream of horror when she looked into the face of the stewardess who came to look after her. Blood came out of her eyes, ears, nose and mouth and ran down her face. Her eyes were completely white, no pupils, no irises… just white. "Miss, I'm afraid that nobody can help you right now." She said with a demonic warped voice and smiled innocently at her.
"She's right, my dear. Since I'm unable send you to the shadow realm because of my pitiful weaker half I will bring the shadows to you instead. This fear looks very sexy on you, sweetheart. Hahahaahaha." Yami Marik laughed demonic in excitement.
Jesara's breath got heavier and she pressed her eyes shut in fear. Her hands covered her face in protection. 'Wake up, wake up, wake up!' She begged mentally. But to no avail. After she closed her eyes she was again surrounded by the familiar inferno which she had experienced when Yami Marik attacked her with The Winged Dragon of Ra. She felt the same heat like last time.
"Jesara!" A familiar voice echoed through the flames that surrounded her. "Help me!"
'Marik…?" Jesara thought in confusion. The voice… it sounded like him. She turned around to get a clue about where his voice came from. 'Where are you!?'
But then she locked eyes with him, flames separated them and hindered her to get closer to him. Marik stared at her with fearful eyes. "Marik!" Jesara cried out loud but flames cut off her way when she tried to get closer to him. And then everything faded to black.
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"NO!" Jesara exclaimed when she awoke from her nightmare and sat up in her bed. She sweated heavily and hyperventilated. It took her a minute to calm down at least a bit as she realised the nightmare was over. This almost scared her to death. She massaged her temples to make the pictures from the dream go away.
"Marik… where are you…?" She muttered under her breath.
Jesara cringed when she heard how suddenly her room's door slid open. 'Don't let it be him…' she thought to herself in horror and didn't dare to look who was coming for her. Hopefully it was just Kaiba's doctor who got an alarm from the heart monitor. Her heart rate must have been alarming when she woke up from that fucked up nightmare.
"Jesara." A warped voice said softly. It sounded like Tea, but there was another voice in the undertones. Like someone was talking through her. Jesara tilted her head up and saw Tea standing in front of her bed. She raised an eyebrow in confusion, but then she recognised her blank eyes and emotionless gaze.
"T-Tea..? What's wrong?" Jesara asked curiously.
"It's me." Tea responded with two voices mixed together. "Marik."
Her eyes widened in shock but also relief. Marik? But how? She tried to get up from her bed, but the effect of the painkillers seemed to wear off. Her body still felt sore. "H-how? M-Marik, I…" She was lost for words as Marik's translucent spirit separated from Tea's body and drew closer to where Jesara was lying. Her heart skipped a beat because of his unexpected presence.
"Don't stand up, you're hurt and that's my fault. Why didn't you run away as I told you?" Marik asked in concernment as he sat down beside her. His lavender eyes scanned her bruises on her arms and face.
"No… It's my fault. I couldn't let you alone with that… How did you get here? I thought you were banned to the shadow realm…" She questioned and she still didn't realise that he was really here, it felt so surreal. Was it just another dream? Jesara prayed that it wasn't.
"I don't have a lot of time to explain everything. A part of my spirit still rested in Tea's body from the last time I controlled her with the rod. That's why I'm able to be here." Marik explained. "Why do you think it's your fault?"
Tears gathered in the corners of her amber-olive eyes when she remembered her nightmare. "I-I had a dream a-and I dreamed how I ran away and there was your darker side in the plane and he said that he only got that strong because I left you and that I'm the reason for his take over and - and…" She started to get troubled again when she recalled her nightmare.
Marik sighed at her words. "Shhhh… Calm down." He said softly. "His existence is only my fault… I know I've hurt you a lot, but I need to know. Was it all a great fake to change my plans? Did you try to use my devotion for you against me on purpose? Is there really just hate you feel? Please be honest." His pale lavender eyes looked intensively at her, ready to be disappointed for life.
Jesara froze and didn't know what to say. She inhaled deeply before answering his question. "F-First I did… yes." Marik hung his head at her reply. "But then I realised that the more I wanted to hate you the sicker I got… Y-you know what happened when you kissed me last time. I don't hate you although you gave me a hundred reasons to do so. But after all I still don't know what I feel. All I know is that I want you back in your body and that this demon disappears…"
For the first time in years she didn't feel hate or fear for him and from the moment he walked into her room she gave up on trying to hate him. Maybe Ishizu was right… There are bonds no pain can break.
"I heard you say that when you and Ishizu told the pharaoh about our story. I'm so sorry for everything and I'd give everything I have to undo my mistakes. But not knowing about what you feel is better than hating me… It's more than I expected after all. I'm sorry for harassing you so badly before all of this happened." Marik said with a touch if relief in his tone.
"You heard everything we said? So… then you also know about the truth about your fathers…" Jesara swallowed hard before finishing the question. "…death?"
Marik nodded in consternation. "Yes… All the years I wanted to make him pay for something he never did. I feel awful… It was all a big misunderstanding and because of that I've put the worlds fate at stake…"
Jesara stretched out her arm for his shoulder, but she wasn't able to touch or feel him. He was just a ghost, bodiless, untouchable. She chocked back a tear when she saw how her hand glided through him like he was made from air. "I'm grateful to hear those words from you…"
"All those years of hate and resentment…" Marik sighed in dismay. "I hope that you and Ishizu can forgive me one day."
"Shh…" Jesara tried to sooth him. "First we try our best to get you back into your body… Tell me how I can help you to get rid of this evil entity…"
"Only the pharaoh can help me now and I would understand if he doesn't care what happens to me. Only he can defeat my darker side, but I don't know what happens to me when he does." Marik explained with a sad tone. "But promise me, whatever happens… stay away from him. My alter ego has intentions with you that I don't dare to say out loud and since he defeated Bakura and me in a duel lately I'm too weak to protect you from the rod. I don't have a lot time to explain that to you now... But please don't come close to him."
She gasped at his words. At least she felt a bit saver to know that she was somehow immune to the rod because Marik managed to protect her with his last strength. But now she would probably be an easy prey for his dark side. "Okay…" Jesara muttered. "I promise."
"I just wanted to make sure that you know how sorry I am for everything. This may be the last time we see each other…" Marik's voice got quieter. "And please take care of Odion for me."
Jesara couldn't hold back her tears anymore. "We will see each other again. Don't be so negative." She sobbed and wiped away the tears from her eyes.
"I have to go now…" Marik sighed looked at her with somber lavender eyes. "I love you… and I really mean that." With this words his translucent body started to fade away and vanish into a dark fog.
"Marik…" Jesara whispered. "You know I can't… say that."
"I know." He replied with a touch of disappointment in his voice. With that he was gone and Tea's body slumped to the ground when Marik let go of her. Jesara lifted herself up from the bed to get to her and tried to ignore the sharp pain of her contused ribs that shot through her body with every move.
"Tea…" Jesara tried to wake her up. "Wake up…"
Her brunette friend came back to consciousness slowly and a soft moan left her throat when she opened her eyes again. "Jess… W-why am I here…?"
"That's a long story…" Jesara sighed and recalled what Marik just said to her before he had to leave. She felt helpless. And having an evil demon around her that was after her didn't make it feel any better.
'…I will bring the shadows to you instead…' Yami Mariks words from her nightmare echoed in her mind when she helped Tea to stand up. After everything what happened between her and Marik in the past Jesara missed him.
She missed him bitterly.
AN: I hope you liked chapter 13. :-) I'm already working on the next one. I have a few ideas for it, but still thinking about "how dirty" I want to write the interactions between Jess and Yami Marik :P
Pls leave a review and now would be the best time for some evil ideas for Yami Marik & my OC :P