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Last time on ‘Yu-Gi-Oh! - Sins of the Father’…
“No… No it can’t be!!” Seto declared. “This is just some hologram! It’s not real!!”
“Really now? Obelisk, show him how real you are.” The large blue monster growled as it made it’s way to Kaiba, crushing the altar under foot before wrapping both his hands around him tightly, the sharp talons tearing the through the fabric and creating deep gashes. “Real enough for you?”
“Arago…” Sasaki growled, his spell complete he growled angrily before holding his hands out and summoned a long katana blade from the darkness. “You will die!!!” With a howl he charged at him, with every intention to kill and get his son back…
And now today on ‘Yu-Gi-Oh! - Sins of the Father’…
For the entire world to see Sasaki Kujuurou, aka Yami Koku, aka Yugi’s father, looked just like the animal he was named after. Black fur covered nearly his entire form as his jacket and shirt tore. Bones snapped then reformed into something stronger, making him just a foot shorter than his ‘master’, Arago. His fangs were bared as he howled loudly, swinging his sharp talons at his master but it was no use. With the power at his disposal he swatted at the wolf like he was annoying pest.
‘Oh shit!’ he cursed to himself, crashing onto the floor but quickly lunged onto his hands and feet, crotched low to the floor as he snarled angrily. His could feel the darkness fill every pore of his body, enhancing all his senses and body as he felt himself grow. Now he resembled more like a black werewolf as the back of his jeans split and a bushy tail emerged from the base of his spine. With a fierce growl he slowly stood on his hind legs, still snarling angrily as his left hand clenched into a tight fist as metal formed over his fisth thh three sharp blade protruding from the back of it.
“Arrrago…” he growled, rolling the ‘r’s in a thick voice that barely passed for human speech. “Rrrelease my son…”
For a moment he looked surprised and yes, just a bit fearful but he had the power of the gods and nothing would stop him. “I have a better idea,” he smirked evilly, taking the orb which held the youhildhild’s soul back into his body and lifted his hands. “Come and fight me… if you dare! Mashos!! Show them your true forms!!” laughing red lightning seem to come alive from his hands as a single bolt struck each of the young men in the room. One by one they screamed in sheer pain as their own bodies began to shift and change into something not of this world.
“Arago-sama!!!” the one called Shuten screamed as he fell to his knees, clothing ripping and falling to the ground in shreds as his form grew bigger. He didn’t grow taller except for a few inches but just wider! Muscles seemed to bubble over his normally slender frame as the bones grew thicker. His skin strained over the thick muscle mass as his nails grew slightly longer but end in a sharp point. Throwing his head back his Egyptian teal eyes lost their color and turned into ak yek yellow with no pupil or iris. His mouth opened wider, revealing fangs set deeply into the gum-line, teeth that could shred flesh in a matter of seconds. But it didn’t stop there as a set of horns of a small bull sprouted from his temple and his skin turned to a light copper color, slightly lighter than Marik or Malik’s skin tone.
Naaza cried out as he fell to the ground, withering in pain while banging his fists into the ground. Everyone just watched as his pale yellow skin grew paler but was mixed with different colors. That’s when they noticed that parts of his skin was now turning into scales of a reptile as his nails grew longer. His pants tore and the other just watched in horror as his legs began to merge into one limb. Bones reformed into something much more flexible, muscles merged together into something so much stronger, skin knitted together as the human guide shrived then flaked off like a sun-burn. It soon revealed a long, curled tail of one massive snake as a row of a spiked fins erupted down the center. Still he cried out in pain, his tail reacting as it slammed against the walls and everything else, making holes and tripping nearly everyone before curling up tightly underneath his body. Lifting his head he hissed at the two boys still chained to the wall, some of his teeth sharp and flickered a long, slimy forked tongue in their general direction. His beady eyes were large but only to reveal thitteitted pupil as he hissed deeply, slithering on the floor in his new form.
Rajura was the only one who screamed as he felt on his back, screaming for the pain to stop as his skin ripped apart. There was no blood shed but the way his body was transforming it looked like he had been wearing a rubber suit that was now coming apart at the seams. His form was just like the first time everyone saw him but this time, it was certainly no illusion. It took only a second as three pains of long, skinny, hairy legs sprout from his two, leaving his shreds remains of leather pants to fall to the floor. The screaming seemed to grow high pitch as the man tried to get on his new feet only to keep falling over. Once upright he doubled over, a disgusting sound echoed all around the room as the back end of a tarantula erupted from the backside of his body, covered in coarse hair with the picture of a magenta spider on top. He finally stopped screaming when he realized that every time he spoke pure silk came forth and instantly attacked to whatever it struck.
“What… what in the name of the Underworld are they?!” Ryou asked as he openly gaped at the creatures in silent horror.
“I don’t know and I don’ care because I’m getting my hikari out of here!!” Marik growled, preparing to use magic from the Rod but there were two little problems with that. One, he didn’t possess the Rod and two, trying to draw power suddenly made him cry out in pain as he fell to the floor.
“No Marik!!” the young man called, pulling as hard as he could against the chains, ignoring the pain as it trailed down the length of his arm.
“Now what is this?” Arago asked, looking at the Millennium rod in his hand as it began to pulse. Holding it up he pointed it at the spirit and smirked as the rod grew brightnd tnd the spirit cried out more in pain. “It seems that most of the power from this item resides in you…”
“Leave me alone you bastard!!” Malik growled, pushing himself against eh wall as he felt his blood begin to coat the manacles. Maybe, if he could slip his hand through he could get free.
“You want to protect him, Malik Istar? Very well… Oni.” Turning to the ogre he nodded to the blonde youths. “Bring the fallen one to me. You may do whatever you wish with the other child.”
A sick grin spread over his face, though it was hard to see with the two fangs protruding from his bottom lip that nearly reached his nose. “My Master is a generous one,” he rumbled deep in his chest, making his way to the boy but Ryou stood before the three of them protectively.
“I won’t let you harm any of them!!” he shouted, reaching for his deck in the back pocket to summon a creature but the moment he touched the cards he cried out in pain as the same thing happened to him. When he or Marik tried to use their shadow-based powers the item reacted violently. In other words, the items were slowly draining them of all magic they had. Including the very magic that gave them their own bodies.
“Well now this is even better! Doku! Get that other one and for your reward you can have the other child.” The snake man seemed excited about this as he looked at the bound Bakura, flickering his tongue at him in a suggestive manner.
“I obey my Massster,” he hissed, both of the creatures moving forward but quickly moved back when Sasaki moved before them, snarling angrily. He acted like they were harming his pack.
“Stay away!!” he growled deeply, baring his fangs at them.
“You protect them as if you care for them,” Oni scoffed as he laughed.
“I do. They are not of blood but Yugi is my son. Thrrrerrre his frrriends. They arrre my pack!!!” he growled before lunging himself at them. He missed Oni but sais tis teeth deeply into Doku’s tail.
“Get off you cur!!” the snake-man hissed angrily, trying to grab the wolf but he held on even tighter. This resulted in a vicious fight between the two of them, rolling about the room and crashing into nearly everyone and everything. Oni and Gen, the spider, moved in for the kill but were stopped when the two, rapidly weakening spirits summoned the rest of their strength to attack them.
“You… will never get away with this…” Ryou panted as he wrapped one arm around the one-eyed man’s neck and began to squeeze tightly. He held on as tight as he could while Gen scuttled about the area, trying to desperately throw him off. Marik was having slightly better luck as he wrestled with the ogre but unfortunately, the creature was much stronger than he was.
Oni laughed as he lifted him high over his head, looking up at him with a sick gleam in his eyes. “One you are gone I will take that boy of yours and rape him until the day he dies!! There will be no one to stop me!!”
Marik narrowed his eyes, struggling against the hand that was holding the front of his shirt tightly as the other reached the dagger he had hidden in his pants (AN: don’t ask how he could fit somethinke tke that in tight leather). ill ill never let you harm him,” he growled before pulling the blade to the side and cut the wrist as deep as he could.
“You insolent slave!!” he roared, throwing him into the far wall as he nursed the rather deep cut on the inside of his right wrist. Blackish-blood pooled down before the cut skin came together with no sign of a scar or such.
“Arigato Oni Masho,” the master purred roughly as he reached down, hauling the spirit of the rod to his feet and held the rod before him. “Now… your powers shall become mine.” What happened next caused the young Istar to scream for him not to leave him, pulling so hard on the shackles that he broke one of his wrists but was free due to the blood but he was too late. Yami Marik Istar disappeared completely, his soul being pulled into the rod then into the mad man’s body.
“Marik… you damn idiot…” Ryou said softly, relaxing his grip then grunted in pain as he felt something wrap around his waist and slam him into the ground, hard enough to hear some of his bones snap under the pressure.
Naaza hissed at him angrily, baring his elongated fangs as poison dripped from the tips. His hands were pinning his shoulder to the floor as the lower potion of his body was wrapped around his waist tightly. “Your brother will be mine when you are gone,” he hissed as he flickered his tongue at him.
Ryou glared before taking a deep breathe and spat in his face. “Fuck you, you sad excuse for a hand-bag.” He cried out in sudden pain as the sharp fangs bit through the clothing and skin, injecting the burning hot poison directly into his body. He fought but with every passing second he was growing weaker and weaker, feeling his world spin wildly out of control but he tried vainly to focus on the sound of someone sobbing his name.
Someone begging the snake demon to leave him alone, to spare his life.
Someone shedding tears over his worthless life.
Someone who cared about him to risk their own life.
Someone…
“B-Bakura…” he barely managed to whisper, hissing as the fangs retracted but he didn’t have the strength to so much as lift his head much less to struggle. The next thing he knew the heavy tail that had been wrapped around his waist tightly slowly released him only to have a strong hand holding onto his throat, lifting him high enough in the air that his feet dangled.
Arago grinned as he brought his face closer to his own, ripping the front of his shirt away and pressed the ring against he pale skin. “And your powers will also become my own,” he said in a somewhat proud tone, feeling as the ring took it the rest of the boy’s energy.
“Ryou no!! Please fight it!!” the lighter half cried out to him, struggling weakly against Naaza as he held onto his bloodied wrists in his scaly hands, his tail been wrapped around his legs to keep him immobile.
“Bakura… goman…” he gritted out before turning an eye on the still captive Yami. “Pharaoh… protect our lights…” Similar to Marik the ring glowed and the tomb raider vanished as well, causing the boy known as Bakura to cry out.
“I have had enough of your mouth, child,” Doku hissed before sinking his fangs into the tender expansion of his throat, thereby paralyzing him. With a tired whimper the boy fell unconscious in a dazed state of mind.
‘No… No this cannot be happening…’ the young ruler thought to himself, ignoring the crushing pain of the serpent dragon as he continued to crush his body. ‘Ryou… Marik… Yugi…’ Unbidden tears came to his eyes, silently creeping down his flush face as he pictured them and how each of them fell right before his eyes while he could do nothing. He had failed in protecting his hikari but the other spirits had given everything they had just to make sure their lights lived. Now… it was up to him and Seto. “Arago…” he said calmly, feeling power building deep in his small body that the third golden eye appeared on his brow. “You will not get away with this!!!” he shouted as loud as he could.
The power building inside release once the eye appeared, throwing the red dragon off him with a loud shriek as it went crashing into Obelisk, making him release the young CEO. However, he didn’t bother to look at him as he stood there, a mysterious wind whipping at his clothing as his entire body was covered by a golden light. His eyes were filled with a fury hotter than the fire of hell and more vengeful than a hundred spirits. On the mad man’s chest the puzzle burned brightly, burning the flesh but Arago didn’t seem to notice. It seemed like the puzzle was actually deeding power to the young man but then it hit him. In the old scripts those of the royal family always bore the Millennium Puzzle and therefore had the power to control the Shadow Games. He remembered the unknown pharaoh who held such power that he was given the title ‘Yu-Gi-Oh, King of Games’ but the ruler had given up his life to seal away the three gods when they were set loose, thereby sealing the Shadow Games and it’s monsters away for nearly a Millennium. Then Pegasus found them and brought them back to life.
“Hai… Hai he is the one I want!! Mashos!! Bring that one to me and kill the others!!” he commanded, keeping his eyes locked on the crimson-eyed youth.
“But Arago-sama-”
“Do not question me or pay the price!!!” he shrieked loudly. The creatures looked at each other but dropped the young boys and raced at him. But Yami didn’t seem concerned as he closed his eyes and called out several names.
“Dark Magician. Celtic Guardian. Gaia the Fierce Knight. Summon Skull.” Once their names were called the cards seemed to come alive and stood before the former king of Egypt. Each one of them had a fierce loyalty to their master and they would do all they could to protect him.
The spider scuttled back on his legs, blinking in surprise as he realized these were not holograms that Kaiba used in his games. He could tell the different but these monsters were flesh and blood. “They’re real… they’re real!!” he screamed.
“What are you talking about Gen?” the snake hissed angrily, keeping his sight on the knight on the horse. “They can’t be real.”
“They are real, you half-breed!! I can tell an illusion when I see one and they are flesh and blood like us!!”
“Blood, ne? Then they can bleed!!” Oni growled as he charged at the elf warrior, leaving himself wide open. No weapon could harm him now but he got a rather rude surprise when the sword easily slit the skin of his stomach wide open but the wound didn’t heal up. “Nani…?!”
The Guardian narrowed his amber colored eyes as he straightens and faced the creature. “I was born of magic and my sword was forged from fairy magic as well. You think I would carry an iron sword?” he asked him, his voice sounding strong if a bit young with the past experience of a warrior to back him up. He may be weak but he would lay his life down for his young master. They all would. It didn’t take long though before he beheaded the leader of the demons with one clean swipe then brought his sword down, cutting him in half length-wise. The body fell to the ground in a bleeding heap, signaling he had won this fight.
“I told you, don’t underestimate them,” Gen muttered under his breath as he turned his sight to the violet clad mage and began to weave an illusion. “I don’t know who or what you are but no one has ever been able to break free of my spells! I’ll have your mind so wrapped up in my web you won’t realize what real or not!” The Dark Magician said nothing as he let the spells try to over power him, feeling the silken strands of webbing encircle him but he just closed his eyes, a smirk gracing his lips as he lifted his staff. The stone at the tip glowed brightly as the silk evaporated and the spells were destroyed. Snapping his eyes open he swung the staff as hard as he could, catching the half man/half spider in the jaw with it, shattering all the bone within and send him crashing into the far corner.
“You spells aeak,eak, just like you, foul insect,” he stated calmly, walking over to him calmly but the expression in his eyes showed utter disgust. He and the others felt what happened to their young master and come heaven o hell they were going to get him back. Close enough he level his staff directly at his bleeding, fear-stricken face. “You shall now pain for the hell you have cause on our beloved Master.” Without saying another word he summoned his most powerful spell and blasted the bastard into oblivion.
Naaza couldn’t help either of them out as he was having his own problems with the knight and his long, sharp lances. Already he had deep scratches that with a hiss he laid close to the ground before swinging his tail forward and knocked the poor horse down. Before either horse or rider could get up he wrapped his tail around them tight enough to feel their lungs before to fight for air.
“So the knight has fallen and now you will join your master, in death!!” Baring his fangs he was about to bite at the exposed throat but howled in pain when he felt the demon skull creature dig his claws into his spine.
“You shall join your master in death,” the Skull growled at him, ripping him away from the night before shrieking at he released all his electric power into him. The ending result was that Naaza was burned to a crisp alive, with the heavy tail occasionally twitched but hten fell still.
Yami turned to the mad man but blinked as he began to laugh. Laugh? He and Seto just looked at each other confused. He just lost his men. What was there to laugh about?
“Foolish pharaoh. You think I have lost? I have been alive since even before your time, gathering the most powerful sprits to do my command. These three were weak compared to others I hold within,” he smirked.
“So… the rumors were true…” Sasaki coughed. He had lost his fights but only because Naaza had kept biting him, filling him with poison that he was trying desperately to cough up. He stumbled to Yami’s side and would have fallen if the young men didn’t catch him, setting him to carefully sit on his knees. He doubled over as he had another hacking cough and spat out a mouthful of blood tinted with a slimy green of venom. “Oh gross…”
“Sasaki what does he mean? What have you heard?” Yami asked urgently as the monsters took a defensive line before them but still listened to what he had to say.
“It… It was shortly after I joined… I forgot who told me but… but he’s not human… he may look it but he’s a demon… centuries old with power to grant men with immortality and riches…” he explained, wheezing as he could feel his lungs begin to collapse.
“The price?” the warrior asked with a soft growl.
“… Our fighting spirit...”
“Fighting spirit? What is that?” Seto asked with a frown.
“Everyone has a fighting spirit, but it manifests into great power if one knows how to train it, strengthen it, use it properly,” the dark mage said. “Even Master Yugi has one, as do the others.”
“Okay I understand that but what is he talking about? How can you take someone’s spirit from them?”
“Let me show you.” Arago grinned and held up his hands, doing some weird gestures as he began to chant. From the fallen, dead bodies of Doku, Gen, and Oni rose flaming balls of light, each a specific color of dark green, a dark golden-yellow, and dark magenta into his body. However, the dead bodies rapidly turned into dust so they were no more than a handful of ash each. With a sick grin he laughed and released not only the souls he just collected but several more. Now what stood before him were the three half-human creatures along with several young men, an old man in armor, and a young girl that looked younger than Yugi himself!!
A tall boy with raven black hair falling past his shoulders, tied back with a red ribbon, brilliant blue-eyes, and tanned skin stood before them, dressed in black and red clothing of a ninja as he pulled from his back a pair of matching katana blades. Judging by his clothing he looked like he was part of a ninja clan was back in the times of shoguns and wars in Japan.
Next to him stood a young man dressed in a long robe with a dark blue ribbon around his brow. His skin was fair but his hair was an odd sapphire blue color cut very short in the back with bangs that trailed over his piercing blue eyes, darker than the ninja’s. His clothing was mainly of dark blue, like the evening sky. One hand held a bow with a dark piece of leather wrapped around his fore arm while another hand reached for an arrow in the quiver on his back. That had was encased in a leather gloves with the first two fingers missing and he knew what he was doing as he knocked the arrow onto the bow and pulled the string taunt.
Next to him was a slightly shorter but bulkier youth with ash-coloredr a r a bit long but was held back an orange bandana. He was pure muscles all over and his clothing of warm orange and brown showed him to be of the Chinese descent complete with study and battle-worn armor. In his hand he held an iron Bo staff. His large, blue-gray eyes looked lost and pained.
Next to the bulkier youth looked like a bit similar to Bakura except his skin wasn’t as fair and his hair was a soft brown falling to the base of his neck. He had these gentle sea-colored eyes and wore what looked like robes of a mage but not as elaborate and were the colors of the sea. In his hhe hhe held a Japanese looking trident with three, sharp blades.
The final young man was, for lack of a better word, beautiful. He certainly didn’t look Japanese but he held the facial features of one but his skin was as fair as Bakura and his hair was a stunning sun0-kissed blonde. It was stylized to look like a living halo on his had but some of the t str strands covered the right side of his face, hiding his eye from view. The other eye they could see was a pale mixture of ice-blue and lavender. He wore clothing similar to that of a kendo master in a healthy green but in his hand was a Japanese broadsword called a no-datchi with a four-pointed star as the hilt.
An old man though, dressed in a very ancient looking armor trimmed with gold stood at the end of the line, the helmet covered his eyes from view but he looked like a formidable opponent. What could be seen was that his hair was stark white and falling past his shoulders and down his back loosely but what everyone was staring at was his word. It was sold gold and looked similar to that of a broadsword but the hilt was curved and sported three golden rings one each side. With every slight movement it jingled softly, a pleasant melody it this wasn’t such a dire situation.
Last but not least was a young girl, about yami’s height with long, dark blue-black hair tied into a high ponytail but it was so long it fall to her waist loosely. She seemed to be wearing a very pale colored leotard with very light weight armor or a very light copper color but her eyes were painted with red and dark blue to make her lotus blue eyes more demonic. She also wore a large, golden medallion over her chest and in her hands she carried two long sais. Twirling them in her hands blue fire raced along the blades so they grew from a foot and a half to three and a half feet long. But if looks were anything she looked like she was twelve years old!!
Arago laughed at their shocked faces as he spread his arms out. “You can fight them warrior until they die but I will just take their spirits back and let them fight once again. You cannot kill what is already dead and mine!!” he proclaimed. “And you… Pharaoh. You will be my greatest prize.”
“Like hell I will!!” Yami snapped angrily, standing up to face him. “You won’t win!!”
“Oh I disagree.” Chuckling he summoned two more spirits and it was none other than Marik and Ryou, spirits of the Rod and Ring. “Warriors of old, defeat the foes you see before you and bring the pharaoh to me.” Without a word they all lunged forward that Yami had no choice but to summon even more monsters but unexpectantly two monsters appeared without another warning or being summoned.
Change of Heart gathered her sick master into her arms, wrapping her demonic and angelic wings around him as the Whitty Phantom stood before his own master, warning them to stay away.
“Yami.” Seto kept his gaze forward and wordlessly pulled out several cards, handing them to him. “Summon these now. I’ll fight in my own way but we’re going to need reinforcements.”
“Kaiba…”
“Just do it.”
He nodded and revealed the cards, the three blue eyed white dragons roaring to life as did the Lord of Dragons and other monsters. The fight was one as monsters fought warriors but it was no use. These warriors had no fear of dying since they were already dead and every time they went down Arago made them reappeared. Even he was forced to fight as he punched the young water mage then regretted it after looking into his gentle eyes.
“I… I’m sorry… I can’t do this…” he said, stepping back. ‘I cafighfight these trapped souls… it’s not right!’
Sasaki growled and made to get up but he was weak. From the snake’s poison coursing though his body and the beatings he received from the ogre and spider’s attack he couldn’t move. Still he had to try. ‘I’m sorry Yugi… I have to break the promise…’ he thought to himself as she slowly crawled his way to them. Gathering the rest of his strength he threw himself at the man who looked like his son and gasped as the young girl called Kayura tried to stab him with her blades but the wolf man took the hits himself.
“NO!!!!!” Everyone, and I mean everyone stopped when they heard the cry and looked at the young ruler as he tried to support the werewolf’s heavy weight but if was no use as they both fell to their knees. “No no c’mon hang in there. I don’t know how to defeat this mad man!” he told him, trying very hard not to panic. Panicking would get him no where!
Sasaki groaned as he felt his body slowly begin to shift but his body stopped halfway on the verge of becoming human. He still had the pointed ears and tail of the wolf with the sharp teeth and enhanced senses but the rest was now human. “I… I’m sorry… I p-promise Yugi that-that I’d always be there for him… now I have to break it…” he laughed weakly then winced as he realized the sais had broken through his shoulder blades at an angle and punctured both his lungs. “Ow… man that hurts…”
“No don’t you dare do this to me, Kujuurou!” he shouted at him.
The man gazed at him before slowly reaching up and brushed his rough fingers over his cheek, catching the tears as they fell. “You… remind me so much of Yugi… Protect him, where I couldn’t…” He coughed weakly as he looked at the other people and nodded to them. “I wish… I had known you all on a better level…” Closing his eyes he could feel the venom spreading to his heart and with a painful spasm, went limp in Yami’s arms. He was now dead.
What happened next no one expected as the former ruler bowed his head but didn’t bother to hide the tears that fell down his face like twin rivers of sorrow and anger. How was he going to tell Yugi his father was now gone? It took everything eh had not to scream and demand Arago to bring him back but what good would that do?
“… What have I done?” the girl asked herself as she looked at her hands, as if realizing what she had just done and dropped her weapons to the floor. For a moment, her eyes looked like that of a lost child who had no idea where she was or how she got here. Without another word she raced towards them and dropped to her knees. “I-I can help! I can bring back the dead!”
“Why? Why are you helping us?” Yami asked angrily, looking at her with hatred in his eyes that the girl flinched and pulled back.
“So you can stop wwe cwe couldn’t,” the blonde young man said as he slowly knelt before him, resting his word on the ground and took the limp form ints ars arms. He didn’t look up at Yami once but kept his eyes centered on the still form of the Black Wolf. “Arago choose us because we each have special abilities and by asking our fighting spirits he sues the abilities as his own.” Closing his eyes he form began to glow a soft green that soon it spread to Sasaki. Yami just watched as the wounds healed, inside and out.
“… How do I defeat him?” he asked.
“From within.”
“Within?”
“Enough!!!” Arago had heard everything that he was very upset. Two of his own warriors had turned on him! He would make them pay dearly for this act of treason. “You two shall know hell as never before!”
“Wrong Arago! Tonight is the night you will die!” With a growl the former pharaoh ran at him, taking him off guard that he tackled him onto the floor. The two of them wrestled but soon the young man had both his hands wrapped around the puzzle and could feel it drawing him in. But instead of fighting it, he let it.
“Pharaoh!!” the mage called.
“Yami what the hell are you doing?!” Seto shouted from the safety of his three dragons.
“I’m going to get Yugi back!” he shouted and within moments his body had been absorbed completely by the crazed man.
“YAMI!!!!!”
Only one word could describe the world within Arago’s body: void. It was almost like the Shadow realm except there you actually had land to walk on. This ‘void’ had nothing and it made one feel weightless. Yami looked around to his right, then to his left, then behind him but he didn’t know which way to go. It was an empty maze.
“That girl said from within… how the hell is that going to help?” he growled and quickly threw his arms over his face when several bright flashes of light surrounded him. Just as sudden as they came the light fade and he gaped at what he now saw.
Bubbles were scattered everywhere but they were fogged up. Peering close enough he noticed they each held something, or rather someone. Frowning he floated near one and peered in. What he saw was the ninja in red. He reached out to maybe tap on the bubble but the youth opened his eyes, making him start.
“You’re still alive…” he breathe but the boy sadly shook his head.
“only my essence is alive. I died… 500 years ago,” he said sadly. “Arago killed my clan my faithful friend Byakuen, even my lover while I was gone… I vowed vengeance to destroy him but I lost due to anger clouding my mind.”
“I was tricked into serving this mad man,” the blonde, called Seiji, spoke up softly. “My sister was all I had and someone stole her innocence. Arago said he would help me find the one and extract my vengeance but I didn’t know he had set it all up.” He sounded ashamed of himself as he berated himself. “That was nearly a year ago when he took my fighting spirit but left my body. I don’t even know if my sister is alive or what…”
“Oh..” looking up he noticed the bubbles held all the youths they had all fought. He floated to each one and heard similar tales of woe and failed vengeance. Now they were doomed to serve this evil lord unless someone could release them then he would have no power left. But stopping at the Mashos who raped his light he growled.
“I should leave you three here to rot for the hell you caused,” he growled angrily but they said nothing.
“We deserve a worse fate…” Shuten said sadly, still staring at his lap. “Arago gave me power and I killed my entire village for the honor and glory…”
“We have each done something terrible and paid for it,” Naaza sighed deeply.
“We’ve sighed a deal with the devil and now we just want to go to hell and pay fro our sins,” Rajura stated firmly as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“… Where can I find Yugi?” My other half?” The men just looked at each before pointing further down. Yami nodded his thanks and went to float further down but was halted when someone called out to him.
“Yami… be careful. Arago still has those gods,” he said softly.
“But… what will happen to everyone here when you’re all released?”
“We’ll be set free. As long as I have a body to return to, I can live again. Many of us, have been here for centuries but some of us have been here for several months. Please Yami… free us.” That was the chorused cry as they begged, pleaded with him to destroy Arago and set them all free. He felt overwhelmed at such a heavy responsibility but he nodded.
“I will do my best.” He floated further down, calling out his aibou’s name over and over but there was still nothing. “Yugi please! Give me a sign, anything!” A soft light in the distinct seemed to have answered his prayers as he floated towards it but what he saw made him nearly want to puck.
His beloved light was trapped in a cage forged of the Millennium Items, his blood coating them and chained with heir hands high overhead were Yami Bakura Yam Yami Malik, both unconscious but surrounding them were the three gods. When he tried to get closed they reacted very violently they he nearly lot a hand.
“Please I mean no harm! I’m just here to rescue my friends and hikari!” he called to them.
~Why should we believe you?~ Obelisk growled angrily, flexing his massive fists.
“Because I speak the truth. Please… I just want them back and out of this place.”
~So you can hurt him again like before?~ Osiris growled as he wrapped himself tighter around the caged child. ~I have felt what you have done to him. This child loves you but you do not trust him.~
“I just wanted to protect him!”
~He may look like a child pharaoh but he is a young man. Even we, cannot protective our bearers from all the harm in the world,~ Ra said a bit sadly as he flew around Marik, stopping at his side.
“I… I understand that now… but please, let me help him. I love him… I only want what’s for best for him…” he told them softly, rapidly blinking back tears. The gods looked at one around, growling softly as they communicated before turning on him once more.
~Freeing the child will be hard… the items have been fused to his body and removing them may kill him.~
“No…” Quickly he looked around and looked at the other two spirits. “They can handle the Rod and Ring! Their lights, the rightful bearers are still alive!”
~… It may work…~ The large golden griffon went up to his master and cooed softly as he nudged at him, trying to wake him up. Yami floated to Bakura and slapped his face lightly a few times.
“C’mon Tomb Raider, wake up!” he said softly if a bit urgently.
Ryou just groaned and rolled his head to the side, mumbling something incoherent under his breathe. “I want some more English muffins, tenshi…” he muttered under his breath.
‘Tenshi? Blackmail later, wake up now.’ Sighing her reaching with his hand, slapped one hand over his mouth and the other pinched his nose shut. He didn’t have to wait long as the former thief turned red in the face and opened his eyes, shaking the hands off.
“Damnit pharaoh I almost suffocated!!” he growled, twisting his hands to get free.
“That was the point. Who is ‘tenshi’ and what’s this about English muffins?” he asked and noted the faint blush. “Well?”
“Are you here to annoy the hell out of me or what?”
“I’ll annoy you late. I need you to get the ring off Yugi and for Marik to get the Rod off of yugi,” he explained as he floated up and struggled with the chains. “Damnit why can’t I get these things off?!”
“Ow you’re tightening them!!”
“I’m doing the best I can!!
“Don’t tighten them!!”
“Shut up!! I don’t have to save you, you know!!”
“And I didn’t ask you!!” While the two were bickering Marik slowly opened his eyes. He watched as the other two spirits were bickering yet said nothing. His gaze caught the sight of golden feathers that he looked up when a sharp beak reached up and easily snapped the chains holding him captive.
“Ra… thank you,” he said softly, gently petting massive creature on the head as it cooed softly. Frowning he floated over o the other two sprits and rammed his fist in the back of their heads.
Yami winced and turned to the one who hit him but anger quickly melted away. “Marik!! You’re awake!!”
“Why’d you hit me, ass?!” Ryou growled angrily.
“Sheer boredom. Yami, get your light while I take care of Sunshine.” The thief growled as he cursed at the other man while the king flew to his light. It was hard to get through the cage but when his fingers brushed against the puzzle the cage broke apart. “Yugi!!” Floating to him he slowly and carefully gathered him into his arms. “By the gods… what have they done to you?” he asked softly.
One eye couldn’t close due to the millennium Eye stuck in his socket and the ones around his neck were practically coated in blood. He was completely nude but that seemed to make the wounds he received even more visible. He was deathly pale and didn’t seem to be breathing right and kept shivering uncontrollable. With a trembling hand he reached up to stroke the dirty yet still soft spikes of hair, holding him as tight as he dared.
“Yugi… I am so sorry… I would give anything to erase this day of reckonirom rom all our lives but even I don’t hold such power…” he whispered softly, cradling his body close he didn’t realize he was crying until he felt a small hand touch his cheek. “A-Aibou?”
A slightly glazed, tear-stricken eye looked up at him, straining to see if he was real or just another twisted illusion but as his hands slowly traced his face, his hair, even his clothing the young boy cried and wrapped his arms around him as tight as he could. “Y-Yami!!!” he sobbed into his neck. “You came!! You really came for me!!”
“Of course I’d come! Why wouldn’t I?” he asked with a fierce hug.
“N-Naaza and the others… t-they told me I was worthless and that no one cared for me…” he admitted softly as he clung even tighter. “I’m weak… I couldn’t even protect my friends…”
“Oh my sweet, innocence aibou. You are stronger than anyone I have ever met,” the crimson eyed youth whispered to him, gently rocking him in his arms.
~Master… do you know why Arago used you to house the Millennium Items and to summon us?~ Osiris asked softly as he curled around the two young men. Yugi just shook his head but didn’t dare look up. ~It is because you are stronger than he. His heart and soul were black and twisted. They could have never supported the full extend of our power. But your heart and soul called to us…~
~Had we known we would be used in such a manner we would have never come,~ Obelisk growled angrily.
pas past is the past and the future is now,~ Ra stated calmly the other two spirits stopped bickering and joined the pharaoh. Wordlessly they took their items back from the poor child and saying nothing wrapped their arms around him as well.
“No one… and I mean no one should have to go through this kind of shit,” Ryou said firmly as he carefully tightening his grip around him.
“He’s right,” Marik aid softly as he carefully ruffled his hair. “But in a way, this proves you’re stronger than all of us put together. But now let’s get out of here and show this asshole just how strong we all our.”
The young man sniffed and looked at them, blinking his slight red, violet gaze. “A-All of us?”
“Damn straight. But how to do it is the question here.”
Yami was very thoughtful though as he looked back at the people still imprisoned. ‘Maybe…’ he thought to himself as he looked up. “Ryou, Marik. Watch over Yugi.”
“B-But Yami-”
“Please aibou.” He gently placed a finger over his lip and kissed his cheek tenderly. “I have an idea but as soon as you can escape.”
“And how the hell are we going to manage this little feat?”
“Trust me, you’ll know. Obelisk, I will need your help.” The Tormentor just nodded and followed the former ruler as they floated back tote h trapped warriors. The other spirits looked at each other hten as Yugi who was clinging to the red dragon with a scared expressin hin his face.
‘Yami… please come back to me…’ he thought softly as a fierce prayer.
“I can only hope this work and I don’t have the power to do this alone,” Yami said softly as nodded to the great dragon god. Obelisk growled but summoning his power he lashed out. One by one the bubbles were shattered and once the spirits were set free their bodies exploded in a brilliant flash of light.
On the outside the Duel Monsters the spirit of the puzzle had summoned watched, some beaten quiet badly and had to summon even more monsters for help as the man began to cry out in pain. The Rod burned and fell from his grasp as the ring seemed to just flake off his skin.
“No… what is happening? What have you done?!” he shrieked as the items kept falling off and his body was slowly returning to normal, mortal state.
“W-What’s going on?” a very dazed Bakura asked, as both the Change of Heart and Mystic Elf purged the rest of the poison from his system.
“Something big is going to happen, the fiend in the violet tuxedo stated and sure enough it was as it looked like something was trying to burst free. “Everyone get down now!!”
“Too late!!” Everyone watched as Arago just seemed to explode the spell-casters barely had time to erect a shield around them. Once the light faded their cautiously opened their eyes and were meet by a glorious sight.
Ryou, Marik, Yami quickly raced to their friends just as another explosion happened. This time it seemed to release the warriors they had fought before but their eyes held emotions instead of the blank, dead gazes as before and they did not look happy. But there was another explosion and this time the entire condo rumbled as their joined cry of victory. But once that was over everyone turned their sights on the shrivel form of the man before them.
Instead f the proud, strong, form of the enemy they knew there was a very old, shrived, and dried up version of said man. His skin hung loosely over his bone frame and the pants were nothing more but rags yet it was still Arago through and through. He looked up in fear at the people he had hurt and imprisoned for centuries.
“N-No… I was God… I was immortal!!” he wheeze out painfully.
“You were no god,” the water mage known as Shin frowned.
“You were the devil himself!” the earth warrior with the staff shouted. His name was Shu. Slowly they gathered together and with their bare fist began to beat the man with no sign of mercy. However the others didn’t care about that right now.
Yami was in tears as he rocked his beloved hikari in his arms, wishing he could help him but how? Ryou was holding Bakura in his arms tightly, not letting him go for anything after he slipped the ring around his neck. Marik was I the similar position as both he and his hikari held onto the rod tightly, wrapping their arms around him as tight as they could.
“Yami…” Everyone looked up at the kendo master as he silently knelt before them and held his hands out. Like he had done with Sasaki them began to glow and before their eyes the wounds healed closed that soon, all that remained was the dried blood and faint scars. “They, too, shall fade in time but I have no power on removing the items,” he said sadly.
“But I do.” Everyone jumped at the voice, sending all the monsters in attack mode as Shadi stepped from the shadows. In his hand he held the Millennium Scale and around his neck hung the Millennium Key/Ankh.
Malik’s eyes went wide as he clung even tighter to his yami, recognizing the man instantly. “Shadi…”
The mysterious young man said nothing as he silently knelt before the former pharaoh while placing the scale before them on the ground. He frowned as he looked at the small boy then looked up at the dark one. “I can try to remove the eye but… there may be a chance he will not survive.”
“He will,” Seiji spoke up as he placed one hand over Yugi’s chest and nodded to him. “Just trust me.” The young man nodded and reaching out began top pry the eye out. It was not an easy thing to do as once pain made itself known and the unfortunately young man began to struggle. Yami warped his arms around him tightly to his chest, trying to sooth him with words but it was no use. With a sick and wet ‘plop’ the golden eye was removed. “Now.”
Seiji quickly placed his other hand over the bleeding, empty eye socket and began to pour his healing powers into it but he couldn’t bring the eye back. ‘No, no please Korin! Let me bring his sight back! He’s too young to have something like this disfigured him!’ he pleaded to the ancient magic within he didn’t realize that two people were loaning him their powers.
Kayura, the young girl, and the old man in armor were chanting softly as they gave the healer the last of their power. With a soft sigh the blonde pulled back and smiled. Yugi would have both violet orbs back in perfect vision as if nothing had happened t them. Satisfied the two warriors faded from view but now before bowing in thanks. In fact, slowly and one by one the warriors vanished from view, giving their own thanks and were just happy to join their loved ones. Seiji was the last but he didn’t leave until he had finished healing Sasaki.
The older man groaned, feeling his body finish shifting back to human and opened his eyes. He found himself looking up at a rather beautiful young man that the word ‘angel’ came to mind but he blinked and hten the angel was gone. “Hey…” Blinking he slowly sat up and looked around. Slowly he crawled to the group, smiling he tenderly kissed his son’s brow and did a weak smile. “Guess I didn’t break his promise after all.”
“Master Yami? This-abomination-is still alive,” the Dark Magician pointed out where he and the other monsters were glaring hatefully at the broken, bleeding mass before them. Yami frowned as he stood but not before gently depositing his in Sasaki’s arms. Arago as nothing but a pathetic mess but he had something more to worry about.
“Kaiba, we need a ride out of this hell hole.”
“No wait, if I’m not mistaken Arago’s limo should still be here,” Sasaki said as he slowly and carefully stood. “I think it should fit all of us.”
“You all go, I’ll get home on my own.”
“Hey pharaoh, at are you planning?” Ryou asked as he lifted his own light in his arms.
“Just go. If Yugi wakes up… tell him I’ll be home soon.” Just by the tone in his voice they knew that they weren’t going to get him way and headed out of the room. Locating the keys they found the limp and were soon driving off. Seto was at the wheel and the group was just resting. Bakura fell right to sleep cuddled against his yami’s chest, both of their hands wrapped around the ring tightly; Malik just had his head resting on Marik’s shoulder as he absently petted his hair, the rod safe in their care; Sasaki had managed to grab a blanket from the closet and wrapped Yugi in it, letting him rest his head in his lap as he carefully rubbed his arm; Shadi said nothing but watched the group silently. Halfway home the young boy stirred and slowly looked around. His hand come up to the heavy weight of the puzzle but the necklace and eye were gone. “Yami?”
“Shh, it’s okay, son. Yami will be home before you know it,” his father said softly as he stroked his hair, fingers the items he had in his pocket. Yugi seemed doubtful but slowly drifted off to sleep as well. The battle had been won but the cost was much too high. No one knew it Yugi would recover but they would be there for him. Especially Yami.
Author’s Note: Ooh I think my butt when numb *rubs soreness* I spend the entire day writing this chapter and it’s nearly complete! Just one more and it will so totally have a lemon.
Marik: Man why couldn’t you have made the torture scene longer?
Because I can’t do those scenes unless I’m really upset or something. And I’m too buys laughing giggles*
Ryou: You’re a crazy girl.
I know *seems proud*
Seto: Wasn’t here something else you wanted to say?
Oh yeah!! I wanted to thank everyone who reviewed but I would mostly like to thank these people for their hilarious reviews. Just reading them now cracks me up!! MillenniumPurityMegami, Madyamisam, and Sundragon. But everyone else who I didn’t get I still love your reviews ^^
Seto: … Anything else?
*thinks about it* Oh yeah!! *reveals evil Arago piñata and hands out big bats* It’s a ‘beat the living crap out of the villain’ party!! Reviewers grab a bat and beat the hell out of it!! And it you break it enough you all can eat all the candy and treats inside ^^ *runs off to set up the party*
Yami: very crazy girl. Hmm? *realizes everyone is staring at him* … *unsure of what to say until is handed a cue card* What? Oh! Um just one more chapter to go so please stay soon *flips card over* The pharaoh is a… RYOU!!! MARIK!!!
Y. Ryou & Y. Malik: *snickering at the joke*
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