The Collection

by keemew2

Series of drabbles, poems, ficlets, oneshots and intersecting stories dedicated to the characters of YuGiOh. Manga-centric. Let me know if you want to see a specific character focused on, I'll see what I can do. Please R&R. Thank you. After a long delay, I am back! I have corrected past errors and made tweaks, two new chapters have finally been posted for Kisara and Miho.

3. Dark Spirit

~k2: Didn't have a note here before, but wanted to say a little something now for clarity. This is a brief character study. On the part of the ring spirit that is consumed by Zorc. Also, I think it's entries like this that make me feel I should increase the rating.

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Dark Spirit

Genre: Dark

Rating: T

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I am not Bakura. You keep calling me that, in some form or another, and I really detest it. Bakura is a name I wish not to associate myself. It is derived from weakness. It describes one who is beneath me. The one who is Bakura is weak and nieve. He is beneath my contempt; I would completley obliterate his mind given the chance. As fate would have it, he comes in handy from time to time. The foolishness of these mortals knows no bounds and, despite the obvious danger this union of mine exhibits, the mortals continue to include this Bakura.

What fools these mortals be. They never notice when I am in control. They never know that it is ~I~ leading them on a string. ~I~ direct the flow. It is ~I~ who drives the plot. Behind the scenes I lie in wait. Behind the visage of innocence I prowl , a wolf in sheep's clothing ready to strike. This vessel is a perfect host. So easy to suppress and control on his own; so easy to manipulate to my whim; an eye sore in any other venture.

I am not the one called Bakura. I do not live in the light. I want nothing more then death and destruction. My revenge, my resurrection, my darkness spread. I want to engulf the light. To eat away at his resolve and smother the hope within. With me, there is no hope. I will reclaim what is mine and with that I will tear this world apart. Nothing and no one can stop me.

I am not the light. I do not love or feel compassion. I am not kind in my ways. I see what I want and take it by force. I am not subtle, though I am sneaky. The one that is the light will burn out beneath my foot. I will take all the light and extinguish it. I will plunge this world into a never ending darkness devoid of all hope and hapiness. I will laugh as their souls scream for a mercy they shall never know and bask in blood of the innocent.