OKAY, well this took awhile
SORRY
AND I KNOW IT'S CONFUSING!
BUT IT WILL UNFOLD SOON
My friend kairi has been waiting for this chappie lol
And I might need to say this now
Marik- is Yami Marik
Malik- good young Marik
Bakura- Yami Bakura
Ryou- good young Bakura
Just to help you visualize
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The blood was everywhere in the sink. Yami's face was COVERED in it!
Yet…he had no wounds.
Yami just closed his eyes and tried to calm down, he doesn't know what's going on or why he has blood coming off his face but he does not need to panic. Yami turned the faucet on again and began to clean the sink out before anyone found out, especially his father.
…In the corner of the room the dark magician was watching silently…he couldn't believe it, this boy really was him, and soon he's going to GO…THROUGH…HELL.
TIME IS NOW, TIME IS NOW, AND OUR MASTER'S TIME IS NOW. The shadows spoke.
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After that morning surprise, Yami took his bed sheets and put them in the washer, then went into town to get some supplies. He could see in the corner of his eyes all the people staring or whispering about him. That's what you get for being born in Egypt and looking like a 3,000 year old DEAD TEENAGER
After he got his supplies and was leaving the shop, he heard a vice, only to groan…it was the one guy who caused the other one to ram into him!
''hey, you're the Egyptologists son right? After all, that guy just called you pharaoh.'' The guy Yami remembered being called Marik that one word made Yami's eye twitch in aggravation.
Marik walked up to him and held his hand out, ''the names Marik, what's yours? I know it can't be really pharaoh…or is it?''
Marik saw Yami's face and instantly shut up. He could tell he got Yami pissed.
''My. Name. is. YAMI! YAMI ATEMU! DO YOU GOT THAT?'' Yami yelled, he hated it when people
Ask such a stupid things like is his name really 'pharaoh'
''whoa whoa, whoa calm down. My bad, I didn't know. I'm new to this town, but I did hear about you. 'The boy who looks like the pharaoh who is barely in history'. My sister Ishizu Ishtar and your father know each other; he goes in the tombs and shows her his findings. ''
Yami stared, he heard about the Ishtar's…he nodded in understanding and turned to walk away.
''Hey wait! Where are you going?'' Marik asked
''I'm going home, where else?'' Yami replied a bit annoyed, he just wanted to get out of here and back to his room, he feels calm there.
''Well why not come with me? You can meet Bakura '' Marik suggested.
Yami glared. ''Listen, and listen well because I'm only going to say this once, People like you are all the same. I don't have any intention of 'meeting' or 'hanging out' with ANYONE! All I want is to be…Left…ALONE! I'm not falling for that trick AGAIN!'' with that said, Yami left with his last thought being 'never again…'
Marik just stood shocked, ''well…that was weird…he's just like Bakura'' Marik said, and also turned to return home to tell Bakura of his 'meeting' with the 'Prince of Egypt'.
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Yami was even more pissed now, all he wanted to do was get his supplies and return home, NOT run into someone and get 'invited' to meet his friend who SLAMMED him into the ground!
Once Yami returned home he went up to his room and took out the supplies he bought, which consisted of pencils, sketch pads, paint brushes, different colors of paint, and other art supplies and began to draw.
No one knew but he was very artistic, he drew, he painted, wrote poetry, quotes, and lyrics.
….In the corner of his room, there were eyes…eyes that were watching him do everything, the shadows moved and locked the door for Yami. This way he won't be disturbed, and they continued to watch him with interest. The picture he was drawing was the prince or 'pharaoh' looking at his reflection in a mirror, but the one in the mirror was sad, while the real one had a stern face. Neither one had their eyes showing….they been shadowed over.
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The prince, he looked angry. He was walking to his room, no one was in the halls so he did not have to hide his anger, but he still held in the other emotions. He was angry at his father and the 'special guest'
'special guest MY ASS!' the prince thought in his head, he ended up getting so mad at that heartless man that he ended up slapping him. He couldn't help it! That man was pretty much saying he doesn't care about what happens to the small poor villages around his land, as long as the bigger ones that bring in more profit don't get destroyed. But he was saying it in a 'nicer' more 'respectful way' hmph! He could see it in his eyes…the greediness.
So when his father yelled at him for slapping the guest, he just yelled ''SHUT UP AND SHOVE YOUR TRASH DOWN YOUR THROAT AND LET IT CHOKE YOU!'' and left.
Once the guest left though, his father was pissed at him, and even when he tried to explain to his father WHY he did that. His father wouldn't even let him TALK. All he did was tell him how he should act and to behave more appropriate to his 'LIFE'
Once he got to his room and closed the door with a 'click' of the lock, He let the tears fall.
''I hate him! I hate them ALL!'' he yelled with his bangs covering his face. The darkness covering much of the room, only the light of the moon shining in, and make the tears glisten down his face like falling stars was the only light.
''they say they 'know what's best' but they don't! I'M NOT THEIR DOLL!'' he screamed, letting his sobs be the only sound in the room.
The shadows came out of the wall and hugged the prince, he didn't mind. He loved how the shadows were always there for him. He could always depend on the shadows, and ONLY the shadows.
Don't me sad; let us eat your pain away…once the shadows said that, you could see small blue mist-like-swirls coming out of his back and the prince becoming more relaxed and calm. You can trust us, unlike those humans! The shadows spoke.
The prince walked over and let his back fall onto the bed and looked up at the red eyes on the ceiling with a look of pure sadness. ''shadows…I''
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Yami awoke shooting up out of his bed with an intense pain surging through his back.
He could barely stand! It felt like his whole back was burning on the inside.
He ran to his shower which was connected to his bedroom, threw off his shirt, turn the shower head on, and let the ice cold water land on his back. He sat on his knees in the shower like that for five minutes until the pain shot through even harder and he screamed bloody murder!
He was trying hard to hold in his screams, but it wasn't working very well. He heard a knock on his door and his father's concerned voice speaking ''Yami…is everything okay in there? I heard you scream!''
''I'm fine!'' right after he said that though…he screamed again. It hurt so badly! He doesn't even know what he did to cause this to happen.
His father kept trying to open the door but it was locked. (Yami thanked whoever locked that door)
''Yami! Just let me in, I'm worried about you…'' Yami glared.
''OH SO NOW YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT ME HUH? JUST GO AWAY! YOU WERE NEVER WORRIED BEFORE! IF I REMEMBER RIGHT, EVERY PROBLEM I EVER HAD YOU JUST SAID 'IT'S JUST A PHASE YOU'LL BE OKAY!'' Yami screamed.
''Yami, I care about you, I'm hearing you scream! Those were-'' he was cut off by Yami. ''SHUT UP! ALL I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO STAY AWAY!'' he really doesn't need to deal with his father right now, so he was happy to hear his footsteps leave.
It took an hour for the pain to stop, but when he stepped out of the shower…there was blood again.
Plus when Yami looked at the reflection of his back…there…in the middle of the shoulder blades…there was a mark, it had the eye of Horus in the middle of a pair of wings.
''what is happening to me?'' Yami asked to an empty room.