I Know You're Out There Somewhere | By : Firewing Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 25 Ryou
Yes, there really is a movie called ‘Ladyhawke’. No, I don’t own it, but it is really good…
And yes, there is an actual bad guy in this story…
……….
He had been lost for an undetermined amount of time and he felt the heavy guilt that betraying his yami caused him. Regardless of the fact that his yami was a certifiable psychopath, he was still his yami. He had stood up to the ancient spirit of the tomb robber who had more respect for a worm than he did his weakling host. Somehow Bakura had come back after Yugi’s Yami banished him to the Shadow Realm. But then Bakura was as sly as a fox, talented in switching realistic fakes with true treasures. Ryou’s dark escaped the Shadow Realm with the ease of a truly great thief and hid in plain sight. Bakura hated Ryou, but needed him. No, more accurately, he needed Ryou’s body. His soul? The tomb robber had decided the little hikari would be banished to the Shadow Realm in his place, neatly eliminating the problem of who controlled the host’s body.
Ryou had the most violent, terrifying nightmares in this place where time and memory and reality were meaningless concepts. He wasn’t even certain if he actually slept. But if he didn’t sleep how could he be having nightmares? He didn’t want to consider the alternate possibility that the nightmares weren’t nightmares at all.
He was lost. A small white-haired boy with the soul of an angel imprisoned for eternity in a dimension of darkness. Unknown to Ryou, another angel watched as he curled up on a floor of nothingness, not sensing her light as she had his.
Cecelia found the boy intriguing. He too possessed a Millennium item, if only a Shadow version of it which seemed to indicate that he had some connection to the item, but was unaware that he could still access its magic. If the boy had been banished it was probable that his physical body awaited the return of its soul. She lay down beside him. She would wait and, when he woke up, she would be there.
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Ryou woke up from a sweet dream of his ordinary life in Domino City…well, as ordinary a life as anyone who bore a Millennium item could have anyway. He wondered if he was still dreaming when he saw the beautiful girl lying next to him. She opened pretty blue eyes and Ryou had the strangest feeling he had seen her before. At least she didn’t look dangerous.
“Hi. I’m Ryou Bakura.” He smiled, stood up, and offered her his hand.
She took it, returned his smile, and got to her feet. “Hello, Ryou. My name is Cecelia Pegasus.”
He jerked his hand away as if hers had suddenly become unbearably hot, red alert sirens going off in his head. Duelist Kingdom. Castle Pegasus. Her portrait everywhere. Yami Bakura taking advantage of the Duel Monsters creator’s exhaustion, ripping out the golden Eye, and sending Pegasus to the Shadow Realm as Ryou watched in horror, only to be banished himself moments later. And now he was being confronted by the spirit of Pegasus’ wife?
“W-what? Why are you here? How did you end up in the Shadow Realm? Where’s Pegasus?” Ryou looked around expecting the man to appear out of the darkness and accuse him of sleeping with his wife…which he had, but he didn’t know she was going to curl up to him and they were just sleeping for goodness sakes…
“You know my Max? But then of course you would…you have a Millennium item too.” She paused watching the frantic boy. “Ryou, he’s not here. He had enough magic to go back. I think, maybe, you do as well. Come with me. I have a little place where we can go and talk.”
They walked a short distance when Cecelia stopped. She put her hands out as if pushing aside curtains and stepped through. Ryou followed her and gasped.
He was standing in a circular clearing surrounded on all sides by trees. He could hear a babbling brook in the background and a there was a pretty blue sky above. At one edge of Cecelia’s oasis in the middle of the desert of the Shadow Realm was a brightly colored silk pavilion that looked as though it had been transported here by way of Arabian Nights.
“This is the memory of a place I used to play when I was a little girl. I liked to pretend it was a magically enchanted fairy ring. Now I’ve learned how cruel magic can be.” Cecelia smiled wistfully and ducked inside the pavilion and Ryou followed her. The floor was covered with satin, silk, and velvet cushions and coverlets.
“You asked me how I ended up in the Shadow Realm. Are you sure you want to know, pretty Ryou?” Beautiful as she was, her sadness was quite evident.
“Yes, uh…Mrs. Pegasus.”
Cecelia laughed and shook her head. “Please, Ryou, forgive me. Just call me Cecelia. I was never ‘Mrs. Pegasus’, but always Miss Cecelia or Lady Pegasus. Max was always fond of the latter.” She paused thoughtfully. “Why does my husband frighten you?”
“Uh…” Ryou tried to think of a tactful answer. She was sweet and dangerous all at once. One moment a dove, the next a hawk. He was reminded of an old fantasy movie he had seen called ‘Ladyhawke’. “Forever together, forever apart.” He whispered not realizing he had spoken aloud.
“What?”
“It was a movie I saw. You remind me of the girl in it. She and her lover were cursed. By day she was a hawk, by night he was a wolf. He was human by day and she was human by night. They were always together, but always apart, kind of like you and Pegasus.” Ryou explained.
“Did they find a way to break the curse?” Cecelia asked with intent interest.
“Yes, they did. They had some help from an old priest and a thief who called himself Mouse. Ladyhawke had a lot of courage. Even though her situation seemed hopeless, she never gave up.”
“Thank you, Ryou Mouse, for telling me this story. Now I will tell you mine.” Tears glittered in her eyes and Ryou realized that somehow the fairy tale he’d told her hit closer to home than he knew. “The beginnings of this tale is lost to history and is only known to precious few who bore it witness and survive in this realm of darkness.”
Cecelia was a natural storyteller, her voice musical and soothing. Her words shaped images in Ryou’s mind. He saw her story even as she told it. “In ancient times there was a powerful group of magicians called the Ennead. They were the self-proclaimed ‘true’ counselors of the gods and they chose to align themselves with the gods of darkness. The legend tells that as a gift for their faithful worship, the dark gods created a rift in time and space for the Ennead to use for games of pleasure and torture, a place where monsters dwell and lost souls wander. The Ennead used the Shadow Realm and manipulated wealth, power and politics. Terrible wars broke out in many lands, but the power of the Ennead was felt primarily in Egypt. Their leader is a powerful spiritual being that inhabits the body of a human host using Shadow magic to give the host eternal life. The spiritual being has been known by many names, but perhaps the most fitting is Souleater. This being is said to have taken over the body of its human host by force devouring the host’s soul. Souleater also possesses a Millennium item that allows him to enter into the mind of his victim and destroy their soul as he did when he chose his host body.” Cecelia paused noticing that her guest’s face was as white as his hair. “Ryou Mouse? Are you familiar with the history of the Millennium items? Perhaps with this story?”
Ryou shook his head in denial of more than the lady’s words. Yami Bakura…Ryou clutched the Shadow of the Millennium Ring to his breast.
“I’m sorry, Ryou. I didn’t mean to upset you. Please tell me what’s wrong. It’s been so long since I’ve had human company. When Max was here I was only able to speak to him briefly and the monsters…there are some of them that have become wonderful friends, but they are still monsters. They don’t live the way we do. Please talk to me, Ryou. It can’t be all that bad.”
Ryou looked at her with soulful eyes brimming with tears. “But Lady Pegasus, it is that bad, worse even. My yami, the dark spirit of the Millennium Ring…he stole my body and sent my soul here. He’s power-mad and…” Ryou trailed off miserably.
“And what, Ryou?”
“He stole Pegasus’ Millennium Eye.” Ryou confessed.
“Oh.” Things were starting to make more sense to Cecelia now and she wasn’t sure what to make of this new information. “And that’s how you ended up here, pretty Ryou?”
“Yes.” He hung his head in shame.
Cecelia decided that it really didn’t matter that Ryou’s dark was obviously a madman…mad spirit rather. She and Ryou were still victims and she needed his help. She went and sat next to him. “Neither of us is happy with the destiny we’ve been handed. Do you think we can be friends?”
“I thought we already were.” Ryou grinned shyly. “But I still don’t know how you ended up here.”
“Oh, where did I leave off?“ Cecelia pondered it a moment and then continued. “There came to the throne a young and powerful Pharaoh. He obsessed over games of any kind, but had a particular fondness for a form of Shadow Game, which was played with monsters. It was through these games that the Ennead first came in contact with the Pharaoh. It was said that the Pharaoh could not be beaten at any game. The Ennead tested him for his strength and skill. For each competition in the Shadow Realm that the young nameless Pharaoh won he was awarded a magical golden item. But if he lost even a single duel the price was his soul.
The Pharaoh did not lose and the Ennead were quite impressed, so impressed that they have tried for five thousand years to capture the Pharaoh’s soul. They want it to use as a tribute to their dark gods for through its sacrifice the Shadow Realm could be joined to the mortal world. Our world, Ryou.”
“The seven items were the Ring, the Puzzle, the Eye, the Necklace, the Rod, the Scales, and the Key or Ankh.” Ryou added.
“Yes, the Pharaoh kept the Puzzle for himself. The others were given to those of royal blood whom the Pharaoh trusted. The Millennium items twisted the souls of their keepers; their dark magic turned the Pharaoh’s most loyal servants to paths of evil. Even the Pharaoh himself was not immune. He became hardened in his heart, cruel and withdrawn.
The Ankh was given to a cousin of the Pharaoh’s, a young scribe. The Ankh is a symbol of eternal life and eternal life is one of its most powerful magics. Souleater abandoned its original host in favor of the human who possessed the Millennium Ankh. The Ennead orchestrated the Pharaoh’s betrayal. They nearly succeeded in their quest to merge the Shadow Realm with our own world. It isn’t known how the Pharaoh was able to stop the Ennead, only that in doing so he sacrificed himself sealing his soul within the Millennium Puzzle. The Puzzle was broken into its component parts and placed in a box. Whoever could solve the Millennium Puzzle would gain access to the Pharaoh’s power.”
“Wow…how did you find all of this out?” Ryou asked.
“I learned it from someone who was there. Ryou, would you excuse me for a moment?”
Ryou nodded and Cecelia exited the pavilion. When she came back moments later she wasn’t alone. A cute petite blonde girl joined them. She carried a magician’s staff and wore a scanty pink and blue costume. Her hat resembled the Dark Magician’s.
“Ryou, I would like you to meet Dark Magician Girl. She’s Dark Magician’s little sister.” Dark Magician Girl did a cute little curtsy and giggled. “I nicknamed her Gina.”
Gina giggled again and arranged herself on a large cushion and laid her staff across her lap. “Lady Pegasus told me you are the keeper of the Millennium Ring.”
Cecelia continued. “Ryou, in the past the Dark Magician could only be commanded by the Pharaoh. He witnessed the events of the past and Gina convinced him to share what happened to me.”
“Big brother isn’t always very forthcoming with his secrets.” Gina giggled. “I had to tickle him until he promised to tell.”
Ryou tried to picture the stately purple mage being tackled and tickled into submission by the pink and blue sprite and had to grin.
“It took five millennia for Souleater and the Ennead to find someone to set the events of the past in motion again. He was young, affluent, brilliant, artistic, and psychic. He also happened to be a loving husband with a child on the way.” Cecelia’s voice broke as she struggled to restrain a sob.
“Pegasus?” Ryou asked. “A baby?”
Cecelia nodded. “Max was such an innocent in so many ways. You remind me of him a little, Ryou. He was so sensitive, so aware of the shifting moods and feelings of others. He saw beauty in everyone and everything. But he suffered too. Terrible migraines would send him to his bed for days at a time. It was difficult for him to be truly close to anyone. His parents kept him pretty sheltered, afraid that stress brought on the migraines. He always believed that it was his psychic abilities…his ability to know what others felt that made it impossible for him to be around others for any extended period of time. He often said his friend Christopher was psychically neutral and I was so in tune with him that we might actually be two halves of the same soul.
We named our son Joseph Cecil, using Max’s middle name and the masculine form of mine. For a few weeks, our lives were perfect. We had an Egyptian nurse on our staff to help with the baby. Unknown to us, the nurse, Anya, was a member of the Ennead. She used a magical potion to make to make me ill. The doctors, the best in the world, were completely baffled and told Max I had some rare incurable disease. Anya’s was the last voice I heard as I lay there dying. She told me how she had taken my life and how she would take my son and raise him as her own and that Max would spend his life as the innocent recruit of the powers of the Shadow Realm. I didn’t understand at the time. I thought she was insane. That lasted until I died and my soul reawakened to awareness here. I’ve often thought that the original point of kidnapping Joseph was to lure Max to Egypt, but Anya’s plan failed when Max put Joseph up for adoption. He’s always felt guilty about it and yet I can’t help but believe on some subconscious level Max sensed the danger. By giving up our child he protected Joseph from the Ennead.
Max was unable to accept my death and for some reason got it stuck in his head, maybe with Anya’s help, that he would find a way to resurrect me. His grief drove him straight into the arms of the enemy. In Egypt, Souleater lured him to an underground chamber and the Ennead cut out his left eye replacing it with that Millennium nightmare. They summoned my soul from the Shadow Realm for a moment so he could see me and that was all it took to seal his fate. He became driven to gain enough power to bring me back and by recreating the Shadow game of Duel Monsters he hoped to gain that power not realizing that through the game the Pharaoh’s soul would be reawakened and the end of the world as we know it would be brought about.”
Ryou felt stunned and deeply saddened. “Do you know what became of Joseph?” He asked quietly.
“I don’t know exactly. I was drawn to him not long ago. He’s your age, Ryou. He was near death, trapped in a burning building. I’ve never felt so helpless. I couldn’t even touch him. I think he thought I was a figment of his imagination.” She smiled wryly. “And then he came.”
“Who came, Cecelia?” Ryou questioned.
“The Pharaoh.” Gina answered. Her eyes sparkled like a teenage girl’s in love.
“The Pharaoh?”
“In the flesh.” Cecelia smiled.
“T-that’s…that’s not possible.” Ryou stammered. “The spirits that reside in the Millennium items don’t manifest their own bodies…that’s why they need their hosts. That’s why my yami stole my body. Great Scott! Yugi! Yugi solved the Millennium Puzzle!” Ryou’s head was spinning as the pieces of another related puzzle flew together. “Joseph…is he blonde, brown-eyed?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
“Oh my…” Ryou was terribly pale. “He’s a friend of mine from school.”
“You know my son? Please, you have to tell me everything about him. But first I have to press my case. I have no body to return to, but you do. You still are connected to the power of the Ring. You have to fight for what is rightfully yours, Ryou. You can go back and help Max. The Pharaoh is in danger. Our world is in danger. You have to help Max to stop the Shadow Realm from being unleashed on the earth.” Cecelia held his hands in her own, pleading with him.
Ryou shook his head. “There’s nothing I can do, Cecelia. I betrayed my yami because he wrongly trapped the souls of my friends in Duel Monsters cards. The Pharaoh banished my yami to the Shadow Realm, but he escaped…he’s too powerful.”
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