One of my early works. Reviews are encouraging!
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Influence 1: World War II
...In which Yami Yugi is brought to a young Jewish boy, who is later killed by Nazis in his own neighborhood.
~~~
They lined them all up against a dirty brick wall
And pointed
...Objects... Like magic rods or staffs
At their heads
With mystic symbols on their shoulders that looked like grotesque, four- legged spiders
Jet black on blood red
And I wonder if these attributes
Could be a coincedence for
What happened next.
~~~
The people against the wall
I could only see out of the corner of my eye
For my host
Was made
To stand
And stare straight ahead.
~~~
These people against the wall
On their chests were symbols
Different symbols in appearance
A golden pin? With several points
Like a burning sun over desert sands
Was what I thought.
I was still very confused
Having been yanked out of the darkness
And left without identity
For so long
~~~
And from my host was nothing but a fear
Intensified by my own misgivings.
Apologizing to him for my turbulent emotions
Did nothing to calm his mind
His encounter with me had been a strange experiance
For both of us.
~~~
His father had given me to
Him who had
Then assembled me into
What I am
Now.
~~~
Not for the first time had this happened
Yet
He was the first I revealed myself to.
This made a difference
~~~
But no memories of mine were in his posession.
Searching through his memories I uncovered no traces of my past
It was time to move on
I thought.
~~~
Until...
~~~
He confided in me
He told me he liked a young girl, a girl who
Did not wear a blazing sun on her chest
And I wondered
Could they ever
Love each other as equals.
I did not believe they could
~~~
And so my pride compelled me to change his soul
Just a fraction of a desire
So he would not long for her presence
As intensely and passionately
As he had
Before.
~~~
He knew not I had been the culprit
But he knew he had undergone
A most direct change, and succumbed
To distress.
~~~
Occupying his body and soul
I saw that for him
Colors were less vivid
Smells less pungent
Sounds less soothing
And
Food left him tasting nothing
~~~
For this I cursed my naievty, for I
Should have known
To tamper with the thoughts and desires of the innocent
No matter how hindering they may be
Is a great crime.
~~~
My thoughts came too late for my host
And when he spoke to me
In a voice of paler volumes then before my arrival
I was heartbroken.
~~~
But as we stood together
With plaster falling like dried skeletons of
Tiny corpses
His fear overwhelmed me
And touched me
And he asked me, just once
~~~
"What was your name?"
~~~
But before I could answer
There was a sharp cracking noise
Like the breaking of a dawn
Like the dawning of a sun over desert sands
Like the sunrise that turns the sands blood-red
And blood red was all I saw
For a fraction
Of a very
Very
Very
Long
Second.
~~~
I was back in the darkness.
~~~
My host was
Nowhere to be found
And I experianced some form
Of distress
That was my own.
My own emotion.
~~~
Until I saw a light emerge
A different light
~~~
A different light!
~~~
For while my host had been kind
And gentle
And warm and forgiving
This was a harsh and piercing ray
That nearly cut through my defenses
And yet could not be penetrated itself.
~~~
Yet I somehow sensed
This new host had none of my memories
And that he did not
Deserve
My presence.
~~~
How had I come to posess this man?
~~~
Through his eyes, I saw his memories of the
Previous seconds
Grabbing the shoulder of my former host
Whom he had just disposed of
With his Strange Staff.
~~~
There was red everywhere around my host's head.
My new host, with his spider clinging to his upper arm
Flipped the carcass over
And lifted the chain that had bound us together
Over my former host's head
He had stolen me.
~~~
I now belonged to him
And I did not appreciate it
I felt a loathing
Creep through my/his/our stomach
And resolved to avenge my
Former host
One way or another
~~~
And so I gathered up my remaining strength
To influence his mind and body
And I made him leave the area
That now smelled of death
~~~
In an alley I raised his arm
With the Staff put to his temple
And I
Forced
Him to pull
What he would have called
The trigger
~~~
I whispered in his ear as I did the deed, "Penalty game..."
~~~
The same loud cracking sound
Plunged me back into the shadows
Where I was content to stay
Where there was no time
Where there were no people
No brick walls
No burning suns or
Black four-legged spiders
No young hosts
No hopeless passion
No one to take either of them away...
~~~
Yet I still remembered
The regret and sorrow
When I made my host realize he could never attain
That girl without a golden sun
Over her chest.
~~~
And in the darkness
This recollection of
My host's face
Was my only companion
And the wisdom and my promise
That I would never change another host's Soul
Ever.
~~~
And I stayed like that for a period of time.
~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The 'burning sun pins' Yami keeps referring to are the Jewish badges that Jews were forced to wear so everyone would know who to taunt and shun and kill.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Originally published at Fanfiction.net.
Feedback is appreciated!!
~~
Influence 1: World War II
...In which Yami Yugi is brought to a young Jewish boy, who is later killed by Nazis in his own neighborhood.
~~~
They lined them all up against a dirty brick wall
And pointed
...Objects... Like magic rods or staffs
At their heads
With mystic symbols on their shoulders that looked like grotesque, four- legged spiders
Jet black on blood red
And I wonder if these attributes
Could be a coincedence for
What happened next.
~~~
The people against the wall
I could only see out of the corner of my eye
For my host
Was made
To stand
And stare straight ahead.
~~~
These people against the wall
On their chests were symbols
Different symbols in appearance
A golden pin? With several points
Like a burning sun over desert sands
Was what I thought.
I was still very confused
Having been yanked out of the darkness
And left without identity
For so long
~~~
And from my host was nothing but a fear
Intensified by my own misgivings.
Apologizing to him for my turbulent emotions
Did nothing to calm his mind
His encounter with me had been a strange experiance
For both of us.
~~~
His father had given me to
Him who had
Then assembled me into
What I am
Now.
~~~
Not for the first time had this happened
Yet
He was the first I revealed myself to.
This made a difference
~~~
But no memories of mine were in his posession.
Searching through his memories I uncovered no traces of my past
It was time to move on
I thought.
~~~
Until...
~~~
He confided in me
He told me he liked a young girl, a girl who
Did not wear a blazing sun on her chest
And I wondered
Could they ever
Love each other as equals.
I did not believe they could
~~~
And so my pride compelled me to change his soul
Just a fraction of a desire
So he would not long for her presence
As intensely and passionately
As he had
Before.
~~~
He knew not I had been the culprit
But he knew he had undergone
A most direct change, and succumbed
To distress.
~~~
Occupying his body and soul
I saw that for him
Colors were less vivid
Smells less pungent
Sounds less soothing
And
Food left him tasting nothing
~~~
For this I cursed my naievty, for I
Should have known
To tamper with the thoughts and desires of the innocent
No matter how hindering they may be
Is a great crime.
~~~
My thoughts came too late for my host
And when he spoke to me
In a voice of paler volumes then before my arrival
I was heartbroken.
~~~
But as we stood together
With plaster falling like dried skeletons of
Tiny corpses
His fear overwhelmed me
And touched me
And he asked me, just once
~~~
"What was your name?"
~~~
But before I could answer
There was a sharp cracking noise
Like the breaking of a dawn
Like the dawning of a sun over desert sands
Like the sunrise that turns the sands blood-red
And blood red was all I saw
For a fraction
Of a very
Very
Very
Long
Second.
~~~
I was back in the darkness.
~~~
My host was
Nowhere to be found
And I experianced some form
Of distress
That was my own.
My own emotion.
~~~
Until I saw a light emerge
A different light
~~~
A different light!
~~~
For while my host had been kind
And gentle
And warm and forgiving
This was a harsh and piercing ray
That nearly cut through my defenses
And yet could not be penetrated itself.
~~~
Yet I somehow sensed
This new host had none of my memories
And that he did not
Deserve
My presence.
~~~
How had I come to posess this man?
~~~
Through his eyes, I saw his memories of the
Previous seconds
Grabbing the shoulder of my former host
Whom he had just disposed of
With his Strange Staff.
~~~
There was red everywhere around my host's head.
My new host, with his spider clinging to his upper arm
Flipped the carcass over
And lifted the chain that had bound us together
Over my former host's head
He had stolen me.
~~~
I now belonged to him
And I did not appreciate it
I felt a loathing
Creep through my/his/our stomach
And resolved to avenge my
Former host
One way or another
~~~
And so I gathered up my remaining strength
To influence his mind and body
And I made him leave the area
That now smelled of death
~~~
In an alley I raised his arm
With the Staff put to his temple
And I
Forced
Him to pull
What he would have called
The trigger
~~~
I whispered in his ear as I did the deed, "Penalty game..."
~~~
The same loud cracking sound
Plunged me back into the shadows
Where I was content to stay
Where there was no time
Where there were no people
No brick walls
No burning suns or
Black four-legged spiders
No young hosts
No hopeless passion
No one to take either of them away...
~~~
Yet I still remembered
The regret and sorrow
When I made my host realize he could never attain
That girl without a golden sun
Over her chest.
~~~
And in the darkness
This recollection of
My host's face
Was my only companion
And the wisdom and my promise
That I would never change another host's Soul
Ever.
~~~
And I stayed like that for a period of time.
~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The 'burning sun pins' Yami keeps referring to are the Jewish badges that Jews were forced to wear so everyone would know who to taunt and shun and kill.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Originally published at Fanfiction.net.
Feedback is appreciated!!