The second chapter of Night of Horrors is now underway! What will the gang dress up as for the party? And who could the mysterious phantom be? Read on, and find out!
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The skies darkened into a deep ebony, the stars twinkling in and out of the dark colors like traffic lights. Millions of Halloween lights glittered all over the city. Children ran around Domino, dressed in costumes, giggling. One particular group was still preparing for the extravaganza that was being hosted by the Kaiba brothers, Seto and Mokuba Kaiba. Up on the roof of the Kame Turtle Game Shop, Yugi and his friends were waiting anxiously for Brian Berg to come out of Yugi's bedroom. Soon, the door opened, and Brian stepped out. He was wearing black leather pants, a black shirt, a black leather jacket, and plastic vampire fangs. His hair was spiked up a bit, and his eyes had light blue contacts.
"Come on, guys," he joked around, waving his arms in front of him. "Guess who I am!" Joey cocked his head for a minute, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You're Angel!" he cried out happily. Brian nodded, and tossed his head to Yugi.
"Your turn, Yuge," he laughed as the spiky haired boy raced into his room like lightning. Two minutes later, Yugi came out, dressed in a long purple cloak, his hair pressed to the sides of his head from the headdress. He clutched a mint green staff in his right hand, his eyes filled with determination.
"The Dark Magician!" Joey laughed at his friend as Ryou Bakura crossed over to the door, his yami not too far behind. Prince Atem stopped the psycho yami before he entered the room.
"Only one at a time," he muttered as the other darkness only scoffed. Soon, Ryou came out of the bedroom, dressed in a half black and half white robe, two wings of the same color on each appropriate side. Even the right half of his face was shaded, as was his hair.
"Change of Heart," Bakura muttered darkly, crossing over to the door once more. In about three minutes, he came out with a red and white robe over his bare chest with purple shorts beneath it. A line with two shorter lines was beneath his right eye. The Millennium Ring was around his neck, sparkling brightly. His skin was tanned to show that he was from Egypt, while his eyes had light violet contacts in them, to get rid of the brown. He moved near his hikari, a false dagger near his left hip. Joey made his way to the bedroom door, and closed it behind him. A few minutes later, Joey was dressed in a blue and red warrior's outfit, a large orange sword in his right hand.
"You're the Flame Swordsman," Atem guessed as the blonde nodded. The former pharaoh went in, and within a few minutes, came out in his ancient Egyptian attire back when he was pharaoh.
"Hey, where's Kairi?" Yugi inquired, glancing around the rooftop. Not a soul, except his friends, was there.
"She said that she had to get her costume on at home. It's a surprise," Brian chuckled, waving his hand. "Although, I have a feeling that Kairi's costume will be far out!"
-Meanwhile-
The masked figure moved down the streets, nearly being knocked over the happy and sugar-high children. A security guard was muttering angrily about his car, which had billows of steam pouring out from the engine.
"Great," he muttered, punching the exterior of his vehicle. "Piece of crap. Now Mister Kaiba will fire me for sure if I'm not there for his party!" Suddenly, the security guard noticed the mask figure behind him, its cape fluttering like the wings of a raven.
"Oh, thank God!" the man gasped, lifting his hands up to the dark heavens. "Hey, man. Do you think you can lend me a hand here?" What he didn't know was that the figure had a lasso behind its back, which it wrapped itself around the security guard's neck.
"Hey, what're you doing, punk?" he yelped as the masked stranger tied the other end of the rope to the back bumper of the guard's car. "ARE YOU INSANE?" The figure stepped into the car, and ignited the engine, which purred to life. Soon, the vehicle sped down the street, the security guard hanging on for dear life as the car dragged his body on the asphalt. As the car came to a stop, the security guard's body was gone, and all that was left was the decapitated head, the rope still attached to its neck stump. Blood oozed from the neck wound as the figure took the lasso off of the car. The head rolled to the ground like a watermelon, its eyes staring up in fright.
It seems that the mysterious phantom has claimed its first victim. What will happen as it moves on to the party? Find out in chapter three!
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