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Chapter
Two

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Dorothy
glanced over the trees. “Where?”

Yami
nodded his head towards a place just to behind them. “There are
coming in from there. Some have split up to surround us.”

Arthur
cursed. “Damn. Davis! Get the wounded together, now!” He
turned to the smaller boy. “How are you going to help us?”
He asked urgently.

“You
need to get out of the forest, right?”

Arthur
and Dorothy nodded.

“Very
well. Yugi and myself will help you to keep them back during this
assault. My Dragon can comfortably carry four people, but I can't
fight and summon another.”

“So
we'll have to take people out in shifts.” Dorothy clarified.

Lander
paled. “But...a D-dragon?”

Yami
pinned the taller man into place with a piercing ruby glare. “The
Red-Eyes Black Dragon is a friend. He will not harm you unless you
intend malice to myself or Yugi.”

“Dorothy.
You go first. Take Pearson and Abbots, along with whomever needs
medical attention most.” Arthur instructed.

The
white-haired woman nodded. While she had her strengths, mainly her
fast mind, she would not be as helpful in a firefight as the younger
members of the team. Already, the toll the night of running and
fighting was making itself known. She was close to exhaustion, and
Arthur knew it.

“Yugi!”
Yami shouted.

Yugi
turned.

“Bring
up a shield once Dorothy-san leaves. I don't want you getting hurt.”

“Hai!”
Yugi nodded sharply.

Davis,
Landers and Abrams each carried a member of their team over to Yami.
Dorothy walking in front.

“Follow
me.”

There
were a chorus of gasps as the strange dragon stepped forward. A few
'Lumos' spells were called out, making the dragon rumble lowly.

“Saa....settle
down Fuego.” Yami held his hand up to the huge creature.

Fuego
ducked his head, nudging his little Master's chest.

“Can
you take these people outside the forest, away from the strange
magic?”

Fuego
snorted, making a hint of a grin soften Yami's lips. “Domo
arigato, Fuego.” Yami whispered.

He
motioned to the strange-robed adults. “Climb up.”

When
the dragon sank to the ground in a half laying, half crouching
position, Dorothy climbed up. A few 'Wingardium Leviosa''s later and
the three wounded were beside her.

“Have
you got anything to prevent them from falling?” Yami asked,
frowning when he realised Fuego's passengers were hurt so badly they
could not hold on, and Dorothy could only support one.

“Hmmn.”
Arthur mumbled a few words and a brief light flashed around Fuego's
burden. “They won't fall off until Dorothy gives the counter to
the spell.”

Yami
nodded. “Good.”

A
sudden streak of light flashed from the corner of Yami's eyes.
“Kuso!” He spun towards the light, seeing it aimed at
Yugi, who had his eyes closed.

“YUGI!”

The
spell got to three feet away from his hikari then....bounced and
dissipated when it hit a transparent crystalline dome. Yugi had
managed to call the Mirror Shield up. Yami breathed out a sigh of
relief, even as he ran towards his light. He could hear Arthur and
Davis directing the rest of his team to guard around the dome.

Yami
took his place in front of Yugi.

Then
the Death-Eaters swarmed in.

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Gervase
Byrle was a pureblood wizard.

However,
unlike some purebloods (and he conveniently forgot the Weasleys,
since they were one of the most vehement supporters of the Light
side), Gervase was not rich, nor titled. He'd spent the better part
of his life despising the half-wizard families whose blood was
tainted with inferior muggles. His views had warped to the point
where he believed that had there been no mudbloods, no muggles, no
disgusting inter-breeding, then he would in fact be rich....and
titled.

Gervase
had pledged himself willingly and eagerly to Voldemort when he was
first approached, and was known for taking out his aggressions on the
muggles they captured and usually tortured. His eyes gleamed with a
hint of insanity, and with his large, heavily muscled body, Gervase
was someone the other Death-Eaters avoided. He liked to believe it
was from fear, but most avoided him through contempt.

The
brown-haired lackey waited with glee for the order to attack the
aurors to be given. He knew that there were less than a handful of
them left standing, and chances were that the rest would be dead
before the night's end.

The
robed figure in the lead lifted a hand, making a waving motion.
Gervase smirked, slinking through the trees like a ghoul. The rest of
the black-shrouded mob behind him.

There
was a flash of red light, the signal he'd been waiting for.

The
Death-Eaters attacked.

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Yugi
was trembling.

The
strain of trying to maintain the shield was beginning to tell on his
small body. He'd already been traveling for the better part of the
day and had been up almost twenty hours before the battle had begun.
Now, after Summoning Ariella, who was currently trying to keep her
spell of defense going to provide the aurors with a bit of energy,
keeping the shield intact after blast, after blast, after blast was
beginning to become impossible for Yugi to keep up.

Yugi
had his arms outstretched, palms facing the front of the shield.
Every hit the shield took made a ripple, and it took a fraction
longer for the shield to harden after each attack.

The
world spun, and Yugi felt himself drop to his knees, the cries of the
battle becoming a buzzing in his ears. His eyes saw nothing but white
and Yugi could taste blood from where he'd bitten down on his tongue.

*No!*
Yugi let out a desperate sob, forcing himself to stay in control. He
fell forward onto his elbows, and crawled to the edge of the shield,
placing both his hands against the barrier. *Hold*. He
whispered in his mind, picturing the shield take anchor inside
himself. There was a slight tingle across his body, and Yugi smiled
with relief, allowing himself the comfort of unconsciousness. The
barrier would hold as long as Yugi lived, and only Yami would be able
to disperse it from within his soul room.

Yugi
fell into welcome oblivion.

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Yami
was darting back and forth across the clearing. With Yugi protecting
the injured, Yami let himself fight. He threw ball after ball of dark
energy at the robed figures, each ball enveloping it's target and
disappearing with a flash of red-hued black light. Yami spared a
smirk at the thought of them waking up to find themselves in the care
of his creatures in the Shadow Realm.

Another
ball hit, and the figure disappeared with a terrified scream.

Yami
glanced around, taking stock of their status. Another auror was down,
the young one which Yami recognised as being scared of Fuego. The
spirit's eyes narrowed and he dashed towards his prone body,
zig-zagging across the clearing and avoiding the strange flashes of
light being aimed at him. This was one occasion which Yami was
grateful for his small stature.

He
reached Lander's body, and pulled him over his shoulder, hardly
noticing the weight due to his preternatural strength. Yami dragged
the unconscious youth over to the shield and stopped dead.

“Yugi?!”

His
hikari was lying face-down on the grass. Yami tried a different
tactic. He banged on the shield. “Yugi!”

Yami
couldn't spare the time it would take to look for Yugi in their mind.
People were being hurt now. His dark crimson eyes flashed with
anger and uncontrollable rage. These robes had hurt his light, his
love, his soul.

They
would pay.

::

Arthur
was exhausted. He'd spent half his time trying to dodge the curses
sent his way, lacking both time and strength to conjure up the
counter or a shield. He was vaguely aware of the strange youth trying
to drag Lander to the shield the child was holding up, and some part
of him marveled at the tiny boy's strength.

Another
green flash was fired his way, and Arthur's eyes widened at he tried
to force his body to move out of it's path. Suddenly a body collided
into his.

He
felt someone shake him. “Arthur!” A pepper-up potion was
held to his lips. He drank it gratefully. “Davis?”

Davis
nodded, peering out from behind the tree he'd thrown them both
behind. “That was close. I wouldn't want to be the one to tell
Molly we'd lost you.”

Arthur
gave him a weak smile. “She'd curse me into the next century if
I did that.”

Davis
snorted, casting a quick spell around the side of the tree. The rough
bark scraping his cheek as he dodged from a retaliatory curse.
“Damn.”

The
red-haired auror stood slightly unsteadily, determination burning in
his brown eyes. “Ready?”

Davis
nodded, his light green eyes bright with anticipation. Arthur nodded
and they both spun out from either side of the tree, firing small
curses out to distract the Death-Eaters. They made a dash for the
shield to regroup, Abrams joining them from halfway across the
clearing.

“Get
behind the shield!” Arthur shouted. He was aware of the
spiky-haired teen standing in front of the barrier and frowned.
“Kid!”

Yami
didn't answer.

“Hey,
you're going to get hit!” Abrams yelled, making a quick dash to
the kid. He latched on to Yami's arm and tried to pull the kid to
safety, Davis picking up Lander's prone form. Yami didn't move an
inch.

“What
the...?” Abrams tried to pull Yami again, yet the small boy
simply didn't move. “Impossible....you're too small...”

There
was a flash of green light sent their way. Abrams lifted his wand to
call up a counter when the kid raised his arm. He flicked his wrist
and the light spun around and hit it's sender, who collapsed
wordlessly. Abrams eyes widened as he recognised it as being the
death curse, Avada Kedavra.

Yami
lifted his face to pin the tall auror with fiery eyes, his face
devoid of any other expression. “Go.” He pushed the man
back, and Abrams found himself falling to land on his back.

The
dark spirit turned to face the incoming black-robed figures, their
white masks eerily reminiscent of when Yami had been in a similar
situation. But this time the stakes were more than his and Kaiba's
lives.

Yami
stood his ground.

::

Gervase
couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the aurors hidden behind the
strange barrier. The Death-Eater in front made motions for them to
surround the group. Gervase obeyed, his wand out and ready to fire.

The
Death-eaters crept out from the trees, making a semi-circle around
the front of the barrier. There were a few snickers and whispers at
the sight of the strange child in front of the shimmering barrier.
His head was bowed, and his hands clenched to his sides. Small
tremors could be seen rippling across the expanse of bare skin on
display from the black vest the child wore.

Gervase
couldn't help but lick his lips at the exotic appearance of the small
youth. He made a mental note to ask for the task of 'interrogating'
the boy once the aurors were captured.

The
Death-Eaters stalked forward, their wands out.

A
voice rang out. “Halt.”

::

Yami
closed his eyes, he reached down inside himself, pushing down his
worries about his aibou. He reached out to his connection to the
Shadow Realm, the part of him he always kept separate from Yugi,
unwilling to taint his light with the Shadows.

There
was a brief sensation of resistance, then Yami felt himself flooded
with the pure dark energy the Shadow Realm possessed. The creeping
tendrils of darkness welcomed their Master eagerly, twining
themselves around him, melding with their beloved keeper.

Yami
started to tremble from the sudden submergence of his power. He
clenched his fists to keep from crying out in ecstasy at the
electrifying completion of his darkness.

He
opened his eyes. “Halt.”

::

Gervase
was rarely shocked. Mildly surprised yes, especially when a muggle
lasted a whole night of torture.......but shocked, never.

Until
now.

The
child lifted his head, and Gervase was shocked...yes, absolutely
shocked to see the flames enveloped within his glowing eyes. The
child didn't seem to notice that the Death-Eaters had automatically
obeyed his grim, commanding tone.

The
last thing Gervase saw was the unholy smirk on the child's face as he
began to glow with a crimson-black fire.

::

There
are times when the impossible happens. Making Kaiba laugh could be
counted among them. Yami knew that there were simply occasions when
making the impossible happen seemed to be his forte. Surviving his
imprisonment for five thousand years was one of them, surviving his
entrapment sane was even more amazing.

But
the real question now was whether or not he could do the impossible
again.

And
he did.

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Yami
smirked as he felt his skin burn with his dark fire, some part of him
grateful that Yugi would be spared the sight of him in his complete
metamorphosis. He could feel his clothes disintegrate with the heat
and the blood-dark flames embrace his limbs forming a pitch-black
armor over bare skin.

He
stepped forward, the grass beneath his booted feet burning to a
crisp. Over a dozen curses were flung his way, numerous 'Avada
Kedavra' lighting the magic-heavy air.

The
sounds seemed to cease for an instant, as the
child....no...warrior...waited, as still as a corpse. He lifted his
arms, and the curses were enveloped within his flames, only to be
flung back at the black-robed attackers.

Yami
laughed, bitterness and hatred twisting his features until they
looked like the shadows he was so fond of. He lifted his arms up
above his head and began chanting. The words somehow soft and coarse
at the same time. A humming started around him, and a harsh wind
whipped through the trees to surround the clearing, encasing the
Death-Eaters and Yami inside.

Yami
suddenly stopped, and the silence was deafening in it's entirety. Not
a single sound, not a breath, not a single beat of a heart could be
heard. Then, in one smooth movement, Yami brought his hands together
in a loud clap! Flames erupted from Yami's body, searing and
burning everything within the grasp of the wind.

The
smell of burning flesh and the sounds of agonised screams and
snapping bones could barely be heard over the whistling of the
flames.

Arthur
stared in horror, he heard Abrams retch to the side of him and he
clapped a hand over his mouth to prevent himself from following the
other auror's example.

“Sweet
Merlin preserve us......” The horrified whisper from Davis was
loud in the sudden silence.

The
winds stopped. Bodies flung down to land in twisted, mangled heaps of
bloody flesh. The grass beneath them slowly soaking in the
life-giving fluid being spilled. The sharp metallic tang was
sickeningly bitter on the slight breeze. Sharp white bone shards were
littered around the circular area, black fabric still fluttering
slowly to land on the ravaged earth.

Yami
turned to face the horror-stricken aurors. His pupil-less eyes gazed
at them for a moment before dismissing them as inconsequential. The
dark being strode over to the still strong barrier between himself
and his love, and stopped. He knelt on the opposite side of the
shield to Yugi, placing both his palms against the barriers.

A
second later, Yami pushed and found himself in his and Yugi's
shared mind. The smaller boy was unconscious on the floor, his skin a
pale blue from exertion. Yami placed a hand on his neck, and frowned
at the thready pulse he felt.

Leaning
down, Yami lifted Yugi, cradling the smaller boy in his arms. He gave
a small smile at Yugi's obvious attempts to save these people, even
at the cost of his own health.

Yami
closed his eyes, concentrating on the bond between himself and Yugi.
He could feel the crystalline barrier keeping Yugi from him, and
concentrated on absorbing the energy into himself. He could pinpoint
the exact moment the barrier fell, the icy-sharp stab into his belly
as the magic was suddenly pulled into him, and the almost physical
sensation of Yugi's presence was overwhelmingly aching.

Yami
opened his eyes in the real world and crawled over to Yugi. He pulled
the smaller boy against him and concentrated on rejuvenating the
petite youth. His red-black flames seemed to flicker for a moment to
the watching aurors, turning a startling violet-gold where they
touched Yugi.

Yami
smiled. He could feel Yugi's body pulling in the power it needed to
heal. His flames changed as they touched his love, the purity of his
mate cleansing the now-gently flickering tongues of fire. Yami let
out a soft sigh, his body beginning to feel the strain of keeping up
his connection to the Shadows, and attempt to heal Yugi.

Slowly,
the flames around him withered and died, the blood-dark armor
crumbling into air. Yami shivered, his eyes heavy, and he welcomed
the darkness, slipping into unconsciousness gratefully.

The
flames died.

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