Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. You should have realized that by now.
THERE WILL BE BLOOD IN THIS CHAPTER. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THAT KIND OF STUFF, DON'T READ THIS CHAPTER.
I stared in horror at the dragon. I wasn't sure what came over me, but I screamed, knowing that the dragon would know where I was by doing so. I heard a yell from downstairs, and Meg ran into my room just as the dragon released the blast. Several buildings were incinerated.
"What on earth?" she said, her eyes adjusting to the light. Then it hit her. "EVERYONE GET OUT! THE VILLAGE IS UNDER ATTACK! KISARA, GET ZOE AND ESCAPE THE VILLAGE! WE'LL MEET UP LATER!"
I nodded and ran to the screaming child's room. She struggled as I picked her up. Then she bit me. Ignoring the pain, I left for the village's nearest exit.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what was coming in the village next.
Through the clouds of dark blue fog that I assumed the dragon was creating, I saw soldiers marching in, and they clearly weren't here to help. Two saw me with Zoe and started chasing after us. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, but they were still very sore after all the dancing from earlier that evening.
I screamed, and villagers everywhere were pouring out of their homes while the dragon was setting everything ablaze, adding to the chaos. While I was fleeing with Zoe, she managed to escape my grip and fled. I had a split second to decide whether to follow her or continue fleeing the soldiers. I decided to split up so I could lose the soldier more easily. I uttered a silent prayer pleading for Zoe to escape while my legs continued to ache. A stray arrow hit me in the shoulder. I wasn't sure who had fired. It might have been poisoned. It might not have. Either way, I knew I wouldn't last much longer.
I stumbled over a body. I didn't bother identifying it in case it was someone I knew. A soldier was almost upon me when I saw a sword slash his wrist and sever the finger tendons, rendering his hand useless.
While I struggled to get up, I heard sword slashes and two thuds as bodies fell to the ground. I hoped that my savior, whoever it was, was the victor.
"Are you okay?"
I looked up and saw Alukan's face. Nothing had ever looked more beautiful.
"My legs are killing me, and I was hit with an arrow in the shoulder."
"Put pressure on it. Don't remove anything you put on it," he said reassuringly.
"I don't know if it was poisoned or not."
"Can you get up?" he asked.
I tried, but to no avail.
"Here. I'll try not to get your shoulder." I yelped when he picked me up bridal style and started running.
"What are you doing?"
"Saving your life," he replied.
"I'll just slow you down. Go without me!"
"I'm not leaving a friend behind. Besides, I'm a warrior. This is part of the training."
"Picking up damsels in distress who will slow you down while you run for your life is part of your training?"
"Running while lifting heavy things is. Besides, you're actually pretty light."
"Just leave me."
"I'm not leaving you."
He abruptly stopped. I craned my neck and saw a group of three soldiers blocking our way.
He let me down as gently as the situation would allow and drew his sword.
"Run! I'll catch up to you later."
I backed up a little.
"Go!"
I finally started running. It was only seconds before my legs collapsed. I tried and tried to get up, but I was too weak.
I felt a hand grab mine again. Alukan was pulling me up again.
"Let's go," he said, pulling me.
"How do you keep a level head in these situations?"
"Before we even pick up a sword, we have to prove that we can handle the stress of battle."
"However that works, I can't thank you enough for this."
"It's nothing. Come on!" he started pulling me through the streets.
"I'm starting to feel dizzy."
He said nothing but sped up.
"I'm really not feeling good," I said a few minutes later.
"I'll bet that arrow was poisoned. Hold on a second."
He grabbed my waist and swung me over his shoulder before starting to run again.
"I'm not that helpless!"
"I'm not taking any chances and losing you."
It was at that moment when Alukan tripped and lost his footing, and we both fell to the ground. Exactly at that moment, soldiers poured around us and held their swords pointed at us.
"DON'T MOVE OR WE'LL STRIKE!" a soldier ordered.
"Do something!" I whispered.
"Part of being a warrior is knowing when to fall back. It'd be smarter to go with them now and escape later."
"Shut up or we'll set the dragon on you," another cried.
"Are you sure you have the power to control something like that?" You look pathetic," Alukan said.
"I'll slit that pretty throat of yours if you don't shut up," he said.
"Is that all you have in your vocabulary? Shut up?"
"Shut up!"
I sniggered. Another soldier pressed a blade against my throat.
"You're in our hands now. It's up to us whether you live or die," he said.
I was about to swallow, but then I remembered the blade, so I decided to hold back.
"That's better."
Saliva had been collecting like mad in my mouth, and since I couldn't swallow it, I decided to spit it out. I noticed a soldier's eye in front of me.
Ready, aim, fire.
It hit the target. The soldier flinched in surprise and dropped his sword. While the other soldiers were distracted, Alukan savagely kicked the soldier holding his blade up to my throat. He fell from the blows to his crotch.
"Let's go!" Alukan picked me up again.
"Thank you!"
"You're very welcome."
For the most part, we avoided other soldiers. We had made it to the gate when there was a single man blocking our way. His cloak covered his face. Alukan ran to the side to avoid him, but the hooded figure leaped back into our way. I wasn't sure how he jumped that far.
"Don't make me duel you. Step aside," Alukan ordered.
"Make me," the hooded figure said.
Alukan drew his blade. "I'm giving you one last warning. Move over."
"So the little bumblebee has a sting. Let's see if he knows how to use it," the hooded man drew two swords from the scabbards at his side. I knew Alukan would have a run for his money to escape. He looked at me, then behind the hooded man. I understood. Run while the man was occupied.
"Shall we dance?" the man continued.
Alukan made the first move. The hooded man parried, and then struck with his other sword. Alukan dodged. The duel continued, and then I remembered to run.
The man dueling Alukan knew what he was doing, and anticipated my move towards the exit. He threw one of his swords at me as I was starting to get up. It pierced the back of the skirt thing I was wearing over my capris, and I couldn't move. I gingerly took off the skirt over my shorts, and tried to get up.
Now that the man had lost one of his swords, Alukan matched him more evenly. As my legs were screaming at the effort to stand, I saw Alukan hold his opponent's sword with his blade and run down the length to kick him in the crotch. It worked, and the man fell. Alukan grabbed me again. Then we heard the man chanting. When he was done, Alukan keeled over in pain.
"Are you okay?"
"My muscles feel like they're dying. I've never felt this kind of pain in my life," he said hoarsely.
"He's the necromancer!" I shouted.
"So you figured it out, then. I'll let you know that it was I who resurrected Artix, the Red-Eyes Darkness Dragon, and I will be I who will free the Dark One from his prison!"
"You're Bakura, aren't you?" I asked.
"I am, but names don't matter. All that matters is the fear I will instill in everyone's hearts when they remember that it was I who freed the Dark One."
"You will fail."
He laughed. "That's what all who serve the Light say."
"Let me see your face."
"I suppose I might allow you to see the face of your killer before you die," he removed his hood. Silvery hair adorned a head with a scarred face. A vertical scar ran down his right lavender eye. Two horizontal scars adorned the vertical scar.
"You can't kill me!" I declared.
"Oh, really? Because I seem to recall that out of the two of us, I'm the only one with a weapon."
"I have a Ka," I said, hoping the lie would save me.
He laughed. "So do I."
"Why don't you summon it," I taunted, trying to buy myself some time.
"I already have," he replied.
"So where is it?"
"Right behind you," he said.
I looked and saw nothing. I turned back around to find that Bakura was advancing. Then I noticed that Alukan had vanished into thin air.
"Where did you take Alukan?" I started to back up.
"My spell ensured that he would disintegrate into dust for the wind to blow away. Looks like he's already gone."
I continued to back up in horror until I felt something solid behind me. I looked but still saw nothing. So he had put up a force field. I was trapped.
Suddenly, a mysterious voice popped into my head. It was deep and rumbling, almost like thunder.
Tell him you are the past life of Queen Kisara if you want to live.
I thought I was going crazy. Voices popping in anyone's head were never a good thing.
Tell him now.
The voice rang with such authority that I was almost compelled to do it. But following voices in your head often led to trouble, so I held back.
Tell him or I will do it for you.
You can't make me do anything.
To my utter shock, I felt my mouth begin to form words and speak them, but they were not my own.
"Bakura, King of Thieves, release me or the White Dragon will destroy you and your Diabound."
"So you know my Ka's name. I'm surprised you knew."
"I remember all that has happened in my past life. You sacrificed yourself to summon Zorc Necrophades, who was destroyed by one of the ultimate beings of Light. The White Dragon is one of those beings. Submit or be destroyed."
"So your past life is Queen Kisara. I should have realized it the second I saw you. Well, Your Highness," I could hear the scorn in his voice, "I'll let you live for now. You may be very useful in my plans. But don't think you're going anywhere. You're coming with me," he said.
To my horror, I saw a hand appear around me and grab me.
"Why don't you say hello to Diabound, Your Highness?"
I looked up and saw a monstrous creature. It had grabbed me with one of its arms and the other one was holding something. Its tail ended with a snake head.
"What's in its other hand?" I asked.
"It's that boy who thought he could best me in a duel."
"Alukan's alive?"
"One of the main rules in life is to never trust a thief. As the King of Thieves, I should be the least trustworthy." He laughed cruelly.
My rage was starting to build. I noticed a light coming from me, but to my surprise, it wasn't red with rage. It was pure white like my hair. Diabound let go of me and cried out, possibly from pain.
I took it as a sign to run, even though my tired legs wouldn't carry me far.
I tried to sprint, but I didn't get far. Whether it was water or blood, I'll never know, but I slipped on something and hit my head, and then everything went blackā¦
UH OH. Kisara's in trouble now! The slip at the end of this chapter is why this story is called Slip Up.
I'm sorry for the short chapter, but I figured you wanted an update, and I honestly thought this would be a longer chapter. Well, it's nice and juicy with plot details.
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