-Tainting the light-
A/n: Oooooh! :p Anotha onee!
Please do not let my odd spelling and grammar scure you off! ^^ I do not spell check the author notes because I am quite the lazy.
Yay! I'm writing another Yugioh story...You could say I'm just a bit obsessed ^^ just a lil incy bit o-o
I just love faces don't you? ^______________^?
Sowie...Aight, Back to the story at hand.!. ((*__*(Faces...) o__() (So..much..) @____________@(...Fuuun...))
This is exactly what the title says Yap YUp! Iiicky!
The serious side of Laura: Please do shut up and get along with the story. And are you ever not as jittery as a drowning grasshopper?
TeeeWeeeeeee: Okkkkkkkkieeeeeee!!! =^__^= Y nO.
Disclaimer: Weeeeeeee You betta do the disclaimer my other side! ^_~
Disclaimer: The simple-minded girl who writes this is a complete maniacal lunatic with idiotic antics who owns none of these characters. If you care anything for your precious sanity, you will click the 'X' shown at the top of your screen.
Lauraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: You tell em! . . . -__-; Hay! Wait-
OOO ___________________OOO______________________OOO
:Random poem:
Just when the sun comes up
The light begins to stir
And shines with brilliance;
-Innocence we can't conquer.
He shimmers throughout the day
Bringing light to hopeless eyes
But in the corridors of his mind
Is where the darkness lies.
He is innocently un-aware
Of the battle for his soul
For when the darkness takes control
He leaves a gaping whole.
So when the young light wonders,
This problem he tries to find
But meets something much more
Another shares his mind
Darkness now possess
Forcefully if he must
For, The blood of his light's foes
Is what he really lusts.
But the poor light is now shattered
So frightened of this stranger
All his friends and family
Are surely now in danger
So, now the boy must try
To tame the broken night
Before the dusk takes over
And darkness taints the light.
OOO________________OOO___________________OOO
He simply had no clue who the author to these blackouts was. His mind did not whirl and compel him to plunge to the floor. No, nothing that dramatically drastic. These blackouts were gaping niches in his memories and mind, as through he had not been there, and though he was sure he had. The constant pitiless worry was driving him into insanity! The young boy had his modest suspicions about these awful oblivions in his thoughts and one just happened to be dangling on an ashen rope, below his chin. The puzzle he had completed just one week ago.
'Maybe I can think more about it at school, when I'm not being tortured,' Yuugi thought, as he approached the lurid building. Domino High was famous for its wicked and relentless teaching staff. They crawled secretly through the corridors like ravaging ants, preying upon the weak and simple-minded. Bullies, however, were more out-spoken and were like mammoth lions, scooping their next victim carelessly.
He shook his head in a feeble attempt to cleanse his mind of the picture of the oncoming school. Perhaps, if he focused all energy upon solving these mysterious blackouts, he could possibly fine the answer.
His humble hands instinctively grazed the oddly warm and smooth surface of the golden pyramid. Something in his gut hollered ominously as his fingers traced it's shimmering exterior. Somehow, these blackouts and the puzzle were connected. Yet, he still could not pinpoint, and in fact even closely-
"Hey Yuugi!" A merry voice said from behind, breaking the fragile silence and his thoughts.
"Jonouchi!" Yuugi cried, clutching his chest in his statements," You scarred me!'
"I did?" Jonouchi questioned, seemingly innocent," I've just been waving at you for the past ten minutes! And I waved and waved and waved and waved and-"
Yuugi sighed inwardly, "And?"
"-You didn't notice. You looked like you were in a whole other world! What's got your mind going in over-drive?"
" Er—Er Just g-girls." Yuugi invented swiftly. Jou had always been concerned when Yuugi did not act out on perverted charges, like him and Honda did. The smaller boy hadn't the heart to clearly declare to them that peaking up girl's skirts during recess was not what a gentleman did, even as much as they said it was.
"Awesome! Knew you had it in you, you ol' dog," The honey haired boy said, nudging Yuugi playfully in the ribs.
"S-so," The boy stammered, desperately trying to author a new subject before the old one arose again, "H-how was your weekend?"
So he had successfully severed the tiny threads of the uncomfortable topic without the slightest suspicion from the honey haired boy. But, with every free second he found at school, Yuugi attempted to ponder upon his situation with the memory laps. He became so engrossed in his thoughts that his dumbfounded appearance made Jou restless. And Jou restless was quite a dangerous thing.
"Yug' ! You look like your thinking about something important! Tell me!" He demanded dominantly, clutching Yuugi's collar in his mighty grip. He always got agitated when there was a mystery he could not figure.
"I'm not!" he squeaked, shifting in the tight hook,"It's nothing, it's really nothing!"
"Alright," Jou said, releasing his hold on his collar and exhaling," alright."
Yuugi's somber gaze adapted to the ground. Shame was evidently leaking from his violet orbs; Lying to his friends was surely not a good thing. For that, he felt a surge of guilt pulsate through his veins and begin to maul his innards. The puzzle had brought him friends, but how good of a friend was he, if he was fibbing to them? Shouldn't he confess to them? They were his comrades, after all, there for him forever, right?
'No.,'A low rumbling voice from the far abyssal depths of his mind echoed, 'no. Keep it secret.'
'That's right, I-I shouldn't. They'd probably think I'm bonkers or something.' He reasoned with himself, the guilt ebbing slightly. They would think he was a grade-A-nut and probably abandoned him to the bullies...
The only one who was going linger on this was himself.
Finally the hassling school day concluded. He bayed good-bye to his friends and trotted inside the Kame game shop, where he had dubbed home since he was a small orphan of six.
"I'm home!" He declared, trotting inside as the bell that hung above the threshold rang joyously, unaware of the pensive boy that stood beneath it. That small jingle brought about a lively stir to his heavy heart that seemed coaxed in lead. That simple but chipper noise left a small portion of the anxiety outside on the doorstep, waiting silently to feast upon him again.
"Yuugi!" His jisan proclaimed, entering from the back of the store to properly greet his dear and only grandson."How was your day?"
"Fine," He mumbled distantly, as he passed by a very perplexed grandfather. All Yuugi desired to do right now, was go up to his room and organize these thoughts, and talking to his grandfather, which he normally found as an after school activity, would just stall this.
"What's wrong there, Yuugi? You look like you're in a whole other world." The old man wisely examined, as his young grandson ascended the stairs to his room.
"I'm fine," He grunted back, hurling the door shut viciously, signaling the end of there short but precise conversation. He did feel just awful, cutting his only relative off like that, but his mind was far to clouded with complex frustrations, and he couldn't help but want to take it out on someone or something.
He swung the hefty flaxen puzzle off of his neck and sat it down gently upon his side-table. With this newfound airy lightness, he collapsed back upon his feathery bed and left reality to think.
What if...He was coming down with something strange? Maybe a cold of some sort that induces blackouts? No, that was just silly. Or perhaps it was some new age virus that only attacked one in five hundred children in all Japan? Very unlikely.
. . .Or maybe. . .He was going insane.
He sat up curtly with the words that had sprouted into his mind so abruptly, coiling around his heart like a vemenous snake. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be possible...Him? -Going crazy? No, it wasn't possible, was it? It couldn't be, could it?
"But, wait, if I was going mad," he whispered to himself, attempting perfect concentration, "then something had to drive me to that, but nothings happened to make me the slightest--"
He started to analyze all the new additions to his life in the past few weeks. His friends! But they had been a wish made on the Sennen Puzzle—And--The Puzzle!
He directed his addled gaze in direction of the innocent golden puzzle that's glint danced even in the dark Yuugi had carelessly left his room in. Could his most precious treasure, be the instrument of his insanity?
If it was, then, he had a choice...Live with the forgotten losses inside his mind, or dissemble the puzzle.
'But! It may not be the puzzle!,' he pondered desperately, 'it could be just something I'm coming down with! Come to think about it, I felt a little warm last night, maybe I had a fever?"
But every defense his yearning mind conjured could not stand tall in the face of the inevitable. It was the puzzle.
"So, what do I do now?" He begged the air," what do I do? "
A gust of the chilly October breeze escaped through the cracks in his window, causing him to quiver and tremble inside and out. He hadn't meant to get a reply, and even if he had, he would have desired it to be a reply he could comprehend.
"What's that supposed to mean?" The hindered boy belled fiercely to the draught. After a few moments of difficult thought, his rage ebbed and the coherent side of his mind seized hold on itself. He felt the humiliation of rambling to the lifeless wind burn through his chilled cheeks.
" Baka!" He murmured, thwacking himself in the head," I am talking to no one. Maybe I need some fresh air. Yeah, that should do it...Some fresh air..."
And so, he trotted blandly through the flowered green park, taking in all the bewitching sights. Dazzling blue, red, and pink flowers struggling with all their might to keep their beauty in appearance as mammoth crimson and golden yellow leaves covered them and all their glory. The usual lush dew shimmering grass now lay strangling as a grave brown crept slowly up its delicate strands. The high oak trees stood with their normal dignity as they authored the long inky shadows along his path. He was so preoccupied with the breathtaking images surrounding him; he didn't heed the three ominous figures concealing themselves behind one of the grand trees.
"Aye boss, Dat one over dere looks real wimpy. He'll be easy to jump." One of the shadowed figures voiced, pointing over at Yuugi's small frame.
"Lets do it then," Their leader said, with a voice that was rough, wild and deserved to be locked away in jail forever. The blood of the innocent tainted his gruff unruly voice.
" What do I do?" The lone boy questioned the air once more. Yet again, he did not expect an answer...And surprisingly, got one.
" You give us all your money, like a good wimp should."
A single chill drove up his spine and he anxiously spun around; His eyes widened. Three large brutes glowered menacingly downwards at his tiny quaking figure. One was blonde, lanky and rather skinny, but his face was scared, beaten, and un-shaven; He looked as though he slept in a bed of dirt. The other was plump with a rude air about him; His face was contorted into a loathing expression as if his face was stuck like that. The last one had to be the leader, for he was taller then both and blessed with sturdy ripping muscles that could easily rip Yuugi in half. His eyes were hidden behind shades but his smile was so twisted and cruel, that it spoke for them.
"Wh-What?" Yuugi asked, not fully comprehending what was going on.
The shaded man's curvy grin expanded. "Give us your money like a good little twerp, and we won't hurt 'yuh to much." He cracked his giant knuckles. Birds scattered from their trees and the world became silent.
"I-I-" Yuugi was speechless. He was torn between two options. Give him the money and pray for the best, or, he could turn around and run like mad. Either way, he was insured a beating.
So he did the most logical thing any 4'9 high school student would do. He spilled all his small coins into the beastly man's sweaty palm. When all Yuugi's change was in the bully's grasp, he brought it up to eyesight to count.
"One—Two—Two hundred yen? Only two hundred yen? " The leader hollered, clearly enraged. His free hand shot for the smaller's collar, lifting him clear in the air. Yuugi kicked wildly a few times, but it was all in vein...The man was much stronger.
"I'm gonna' make sure, next time you come 'round here, you bring more then just a measly one hundred yen," With that said, he hurled the young one's small form to the concrete path below. His head ricocheted painfully against the rigid pavement.
A quick blow connected with his stomach and the next second a terrible streak of pain bolted up and down his chest. He choked and coughed as a small spurt of white-hot anger took over his aching heart. He had done what they'd asked! He gave them all the money he had, every cent of it. Why were they beating him?
And then, a familiar sensation stalked into his mind. The queasy un-easy feeling right before a whole in his memory formed. Like, something that had settled within him was erupting like a dormant volcano. His eyes caught one last site before the darkness clouded his mind. All three bullies were starting straight down at him, their widened eyes focused unto his forehead, fearfully.
"That-Eye- on his-Forehead!"
And that was the last sentence Yuugi heard before he was thrown into the darkness.
He was shrouded in a cocoon of cold eerie black. What was happening to him? Had he been knocked out? Could the fall have made him go un-conscious? Or...
He was having another blackout.
He felt his mind cringed as just the thought cascaded through it. If what was happening around him, was really a blackout, then he knew exactly what awaited him when the light came back in eye sight...
He could picture it, there in his mind. Three limp bodies sprawled upon the dying crisp grass. Their eyes blank and emotionless, dead to the world around them. Encrusted upon their chalk white faces, an expression that would haunt the guilty forever. A look, of pure and utter terror, almost sorry for their lurid deeds.
He formed this picture in his head via the other times he had blackouts like this one. He would always awake to find himself staring down at a lifelessly body, or a person, who had been perfectly sane before his mysterious sleep, and would awake to a man who seemed to of lost their mind.
He yearned with every ounce of his heart to change the fate of those un- lucky men. Even when they had treated him so awful. No one deserved that cold fate.
Soon after these new emotions, he seemed to be released from the dark cocoon he was shrouded in; released back into the situation he left only moments ago...
He found himself standing in a messy spot. Dead on in front of him, was the mangled body of the lanky bully, whose long chalky limbs were tangled around him like overgrown vines; His eyes blank and barren, staring off into the cloudless sky above. Looking up from the lifeless body, his eyes caught site of am equally strange site. The pudgy brute was whimpering and trembling behind the leader, who's own face was contorted in fear and drenched in a waterfall of sparkling sweat.
But, when he turned his head, his eyes locked with another's...Severe crimson red met twinkling innocent violet...
The light had met the darkness.
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Tell mah how it WASss!! ^^
The Serious Side: Please! Please! Tell her! Please! Have mercy!
Shuudaa!P!
Y'know who: Can you atleast make a coherent sentence?Or statment at that matter?
Laaaaaaaaaura: ... - no....But more is coming! ^=^ More is comin' very very sooooon!
Reviewers will be loved and showered with gifts! Flamers will be shot and burried in a shoebox! ^^
God Bless!
^*Laura*^
(Da cat)
A/n: Oooooh! :p Anotha onee!
Please do not let my odd spelling and grammar scure you off! ^^ I do not spell check the author notes because I am quite the lazy.
Yay! I'm writing another Yugioh story...You could say I'm just a bit obsessed ^^ just a lil incy bit o-o
I just love faces don't you? ^______________^?
Sowie...Aight, Back to the story at hand.!. ((*__*(Faces...) o__() (So..much..) @____________@(...Fuuun...))
This is exactly what the title says Yap YUp! Iiicky!
The serious side of Laura: Please do shut up and get along with the story. And are you ever not as jittery as a drowning grasshopper?
TeeeWeeeeeee: Okkkkkkkkieeeeeee!!! =^__^= Y nO.
Disclaimer: Weeeeeeee You betta do the disclaimer my other side! ^_~
Disclaimer: The simple-minded girl who writes this is a complete maniacal lunatic with idiotic antics who owns none of these characters. If you care anything for your precious sanity, you will click the 'X' shown at the top of your screen.
Lauraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: You tell em! . . . -__-; Hay! Wait-
OOO ___________________OOO______________________OOO
:Random poem:
Just when the sun comes up
The light begins to stir
And shines with brilliance;
-Innocence we can't conquer.
He shimmers throughout the day
Bringing light to hopeless eyes
But in the corridors of his mind
Is where the darkness lies.
He is innocently un-aware
Of the battle for his soul
For when the darkness takes control
He leaves a gaping whole.
So when the young light wonders,
This problem he tries to find
But meets something much more
Another shares his mind
Darkness now possess
Forcefully if he must
For, The blood of his light's foes
Is what he really lusts.
But the poor light is now shattered
So frightened of this stranger
All his friends and family
Are surely now in danger
So, now the boy must try
To tame the broken night
Before the dusk takes over
And darkness taints the light.
OOO________________OOO___________________OOO
He simply had no clue who the author to these blackouts was. His mind did not whirl and compel him to plunge to the floor. No, nothing that dramatically drastic. These blackouts were gaping niches in his memories and mind, as through he had not been there, and though he was sure he had. The constant pitiless worry was driving him into insanity! The young boy had his modest suspicions about these awful oblivions in his thoughts and one just happened to be dangling on an ashen rope, below his chin. The puzzle he had completed just one week ago.
'Maybe I can think more about it at school, when I'm not being tortured,' Yuugi thought, as he approached the lurid building. Domino High was famous for its wicked and relentless teaching staff. They crawled secretly through the corridors like ravaging ants, preying upon the weak and simple-minded. Bullies, however, were more out-spoken and were like mammoth lions, scooping their next victim carelessly.
He shook his head in a feeble attempt to cleanse his mind of the picture of the oncoming school. Perhaps, if he focused all energy upon solving these mysterious blackouts, he could possibly fine the answer.
His humble hands instinctively grazed the oddly warm and smooth surface of the golden pyramid. Something in his gut hollered ominously as his fingers traced it's shimmering exterior. Somehow, these blackouts and the puzzle were connected. Yet, he still could not pinpoint, and in fact even closely-
"Hey Yuugi!" A merry voice said from behind, breaking the fragile silence and his thoughts.
"Jonouchi!" Yuugi cried, clutching his chest in his statements," You scarred me!'
"I did?" Jonouchi questioned, seemingly innocent," I've just been waving at you for the past ten minutes! And I waved and waved and waved and waved and-"
Yuugi sighed inwardly, "And?"
"-You didn't notice. You looked like you were in a whole other world! What's got your mind going in over-drive?"
" Er—Er Just g-girls." Yuugi invented swiftly. Jou had always been concerned when Yuugi did not act out on perverted charges, like him and Honda did. The smaller boy hadn't the heart to clearly declare to them that peaking up girl's skirts during recess was not what a gentleman did, even as much as they said it was.
"Awesome! Knew you had it in you, you ol' dog," The honey haired boy said, nudging Yuugi playfully in the ribs.
"S-so," The boy stammered, desperately trying to author a new subject before the old one arose again, "H-how was your weekend?"
So he had successfully severed the tiny threads of the uncomfortable topic without the slightest suspicion from the honey haired boy. But, with every free second he found at school, Yuugi attempted to ponder upon his situation with the memory laps. He became so engrossed in his thoughts that his dumbfounded appearance made Jou restless. And Jou restless was quite a dangerous thing.
"Yug' ! You look like your thinking about something important! Tell me!" He demanded dominantly, clutching Yuugi's collar in his mighty grip. He always got agitated when there was a mystery he could not figure.
"I'm not!" he squeaked, shifting in the tight hook,"It's nothing, it's really nothing!"
"Alright," Jou said, releasing his hold on his collar and exhaling," alright."
Yuugi's somber gaze adapted to the ground. Shame was evidently leaking from his violet orbs; Lying to his friends was surely not a good thing. For that, he felt a surge of guilt pulsate through his veins and begin to maul his innards. The puzzle had brought him friends, but how good of a friend was he, if he was fibbing to them? Shouldn't he confess to them? They were his comrades, after all, there for him forever, right?
'No.,'A low rumbling voice from the far abyssal depths of his mind echoed, 'no. Keep it secret.'
'That's right, I-I shouldn't. They'd probably think I'm bonkers or something.' He reasoned with himself, the guilt ebbing slightly. They would think he was a grade-A-nut and probably abandoned him to the bullies...
The only one who was going linger on this was himself.
Finally the hassling school day concluded. He bayed good-bye to his friends and trotted inside the Kame game shop, where he had dubbed home since he was a small orphan of six.
"I'm home!" He declared, trotting inside as the bell that hung above the threshold rang joyously, unaware of the pensive boy that stood beneath it. That small jingle brought about a lively stir to his heavy heart that seemed coaxed in lead. That simple but chipper noise left a small portion of the anxiety outside on the doorstep, waiting silently to feast upon him again.
"Yuugi!" His jisan proclaimed, entering from the back of the store to properly greet his dear and only grandson."How was your day?"
"Fine," He mumbled distantly, as he passed by a very perplexed grandfather. All Yuugi desired to do right now, was go up to his room and organize these thoughts, and talking to his grandfather, which he normally found as an after school activity, would just stall this.
"What's wrong there, Yuugi? You look like you're in a whole other world." The old man wisely examined, as his young grandson ascended the stairs to his room.
"I'm fine," He grunted back, hurling the door shut viciously, signaling the end of there short but precise conversation. He did feel just awful, cutting his only relative off like that, but his mind was far to clouded with complex frustrations, and he couldn't help but want to take it out on someone or something.
He swung the hefty flaxen puzzle off of his neck and sat it down gently upon his side-table. With this newfound airy lightness, he collapsed back upon his feathery bed and left reality to think.
What if...He was coming down with something strange? Maybe a cold of some sort that induces blackouts? No, that was just silly. Or perhaps it was some new age virus that only attacked one in five hundred children in all Japan? Very unlikely.
. . .Or maybe. . .He was going insane.
He sat up curtly with the words that had sprouted into his mind so abruptly, coiling around his heart like a vemenous snake. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be possible...Him? -Going crazy? No, it wasn't possible, was it? It couldn't be, could it?
"But, wait, if I was going mad," he whispered to himself, attempting perfect concentration, "then something had to drive me to that, but nothings happened to make me the slightest--"
He started to analyze all the new additions to his life in the past few weeks. His friends! But they had been a wish made on the Sennen Puzzle—And--The Puzzle!
He directed his addled gaze in direction of the innocent golden puzzle that's glint danced even in the dark Yuugi had carelessly left his room in. Could his most precious treasure, be the instrument of his insanity?
If it was, then, he had a choice...Live with the forgotten losses inside his mind, or dissemble the puzzle.
'But! It may not be the puzzle!,' he pondered desperately, 'it could be just something I'm coming down with! Come to think about it, I felt a little warm last night, maybe I had a fever?"
But every defense his yearning mind conjured could not stand tall in the face of the inevitable. It was the puzzle.
"So, what do I do now?" He begged the air," what do I do? "
A gust of the chilly October breeze escaped through the cracks in his window, causing him to quiver and tremble inside and out. He hadn't meant to get a reply, and even if he had, he would have desired it to be a reply he could comprehend.
"What's that supposed to mean?" The hindered boy belled fiercely to the draught. After a few moments of difficult thought, his rage ebbed and the coherent side of his mind seized hold on itself. He felt the humiliation of rambling to the lifeless wind burn through his chilled cheeks.
" Baka!" He murmured, thwacking himself in the head," I am talking to no one. Maybe I need some fresh air. Yeah, that should do it...Some fresh air..."
And so, he trotted blandly through the flowered green park, taking in all the bewitching sights. Dazzling blue, red, and pink flowers struggling with all their might to keep their beauty in appearance as mammoth crimson and golden yellow leaves covered them and all their glory. The usual lush dew shimmering grass now lay strangling as a grave brown crept slowly up its delicate strands. The high oak trees stood with their normal dignity as they authored the long inky shadows along his path. He was so preoccupied with the breathtaking images surrounding him; he didn't heed the three ominous figures concealing themselves behind one of the grand trees.
"Aye boss, Dat one over dere looks real wimpy. He'll be easy to jump." One of the shadowed figures voiced, pointing over at Yuugi's small frame.
"Lets do it then," Their leader said, with a voice that was rough, wild and deserved to be locked away in jail forever. The blood of the innocent tainted his gruff unruly voice.
" What do I do?" The lone boy questioned the air once more. Yet again, he did not expect an answer...And surprisingly, got one.
" You give us all your money, like a good wimp should."
A single chill drove up his spine and he anxiously spun around; His eyes widened. Three large brutes glowered menacingly downwards at his tiny quaking figure. One was blonde, lanky and rather skinny, but his face was scared, beaten, and un-shaven; He looked as though he slept in a bed of dirt. The other was plump with a rude air about him; His face was contorted into a loathing expression as if his face was stuck like that. The last one had to be the leader, for he was taller then both and blessed with sturdy ripping muscles that could easily rip Yuugi in half. His eyes were hidden behind shades but his smile was so twisted and cruel, that it spoke for them.
"Wh-What?" Yuugi asked, not fully comprehending what was going on.
The shaded man's curvy grin expanded. "Give us your money like a good little twerp, and we won't hurt 'yuh to much." He cracked his giant knuckles. Birds scattered from their trees and the world became silent.
"I-I-" Yuugi was speechless. He was torn between two options. Give him the money and pray for the best, or, he could turn around and run like mad. Either way, he was insured a beating.
So he did the most logical thing any 4'9 high school student would do. He spilled all his small coins into the beastly man's sweaty palm. When all Yuugi's change was in the bully's grasp, he brought it up to eyesight to count.
"One—Two—Two hundred yen? Only two hundred yen? " The leader hollered, clearly enraged. His free hand shot for the smaller's collar, lifting him clear in the air. Yuugi kicked wildly a few times, but it was all in vein...The man was much stronger.
"I'm gonna' make sure, next time you come 'round here, you bring more then just a measly one hundred yen," With that said, he hurled the young one's small form to the concrete path below. His head ricocheted painfully against the rigid pavement.
A quick blow connected with his stomach and the next second a terrible streak of pain bolted up and down his chest. He choked and coughed as a small spurt of white-hot anger took over his aching heart. He had done what they'd asked! He gave them all the money he had, every cent of it. Why were they beating him?
And then, a familiar sensation stalked into his mind. The queasy un-easy feeling right before a whole in his memory formed. Like, something that had settled within him was erupting like a dormant volcano. His eyes caught one last site before the darkness clouded his mind. All three bullies were starting straight down at him, their widened eyes focused unto his forehead, fearfully.
"That-Eye- on his-Forehead!"
And that was the last sentence Yuugi heard before he was thrown into the darkness.
He was shrouded in a cocoon of cold eerie black. What was happening to him? Had he been knocked out? Could the fall have made him go un-conscious? Or...
He was having another blackout.
He felt his mind cringed as just the thought cascaded through it. If what was happening around him, was really a blackout, then he knew exactly what awaited him when the light came back in eye sight...
He could picture it, there in his mind. Three limp bodies sprawled upon the dying crisp grass. Their eyes blank and emotionless, dead to the world around them. Encrusted upon their chalk white faces, an expression that would haunt the guilty forever. A look, of pure and utter terror, almost sorry for their lurid deeds.
He formed this picture in his head via the other times he had blackouts like this one. He would always awake to find himself staring down at a lifelessly body, or a person, who had been perfectly sane before his mysterious sleep, and would awake to a man who seemed to of lost their mind.
He yearned with every ounce of his heart to change the fate of those un- lucky men. Even when they had treated him so awful. No one deserved that cold fate.
Soon after these new emotions, he seemed to be released from the dark cocoon he was shrouded in; released back into the situation he left only moments ago...
He found himself standing in a messy spot. Dead on in front of him, was the mangled body of the lanky bully, whose long chalky limbs were tangled around him like overgrown vines; His eyes blank and barren, staring off into the cloudless sky above. Looking up from the lifeless body, his eyes caught site of am equally strange site. The pudgy brute was whimpering and trembling behind the leader, who's own face was contorted in fear and drenched in a waterfall of sparkling sweat.
But, when he turned his head, his eyes locked with another's...Severe crimson red met twinkling innocent violet...
The light had met the darkness.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Tell mah how it WASss!! ^^
The Serious Side: Please! Please! Tell her! Please! Have mercy!
Shuudaa!P!
Y'know who: Can you atleast make a coherent sentence?Or statment at that matter?
Laaaaaaaaaura: ... - no....But more is coming! ^=^ More is comin' very very sooooon!
Reviewers will be loved and showered with gifts! Flamers will be shot and burried in a shoebox! ^^
God Bless!
^*Laura*^
(Da cat)