(Original authors note: This was originally going to be a one-shot song fic, slightly alternate ancient Egypt with a hinted pairing of Atemu x Bakura with Bakura as the uke and not even in the "relationship" by choice. This contains swearing, suggestive mature themes including violence, torture, and rape, though nothing goes into any detail, save for your imaginations. Let them run wild because does not allow sexual explicit content. Enjoy.)
(Author's note as of 9/5/06: Hey I didn't know banned songfics. So I'll be removing the lyrics. But this chapter was...
meant to go to the lyrics of "GETTING AWAY WITH MURDER" by PAPA ROACH
so GO LISTEN TO THAT SONG! Thank you, and that is all. Please enjoy this "introduction" chapter to my ancient Egypt AU.)
Blood splattered in all directions as Bakura rushed pass guards while running down the steps of the several story palace. Daggers in each hand, he was slicing through whomever dared to stand in his way. This was a frantic escape attempt. With graceful leaps and bounds he'd already descended several sets of stairs, and he was now nearly ground level. Yet he could only pray that there weren't archers outside waiting for him.
Suddenly the stairs stopped and ended with a balcony. It was too far to the next stairwell to the left, and armored guards were closing him in from both directions and the stairwell behind him. Pinned against the balcony railing he held the daggers out across his chest protectively. He would not be going down easily. He refused to. Taking one last step back, his foot collided with the railing. Skillfully leaping over he descended the last two stories in mid air.
Arrows whizzed by him like today's speeding bullets as he hit the ground. Bakura took off; dashing directly towards the city gates. Though soaked in blood, not only the guards, but his own as well, it didn't seem to phase him even as it dirtied his white hair and caked in his wounds. He fled, with a calm panic that ate into primal instincts, making him run faster and faster, dodging people, carts, animals, and children who were being scurried indoors by their mothers.
Admittedly, he regretted to have sliced through so many guards. However, now was no time to reflect as he raced on, the outer gates of the city getting closer. He wanted his freedom, and he wanted it NOW. It had been flee or fight and fleeing came more naturally to his instincts as a thief. Bakura was not running because he'd stolen something. And he was not running because he had killed someone important. In fact, he was empty handed aside from the daggers he'd stolen off the first guard he'd simply knocked out.
Specifically, Bakura was running from the palace because he had had enough of being the pharaoh's personal pleasure pet. He couldn't bring himself to suicide. So he waited and waited for the perfect time to attempt escape. He'd tried and failed before, memories of those times brought harsh punishments which he still had scars from back into mind. This time he wanted to succeed.
Guards, tens of them, held their grounds at the gates. If Diabound hadn't been taken away from him, this would be easy, but as it was, Diabound was sealed away in a stone slab and hidden away someplace. Bakura ran head long into the guards, slashing and slicing with his daggers. A guard caught Bakura from behind and one of the daggers was ripped from his grasp as the other guards surrounded him. He struggled through them to the gates. Locked as they were, he wanted out. He wouldn't give up, he didn't want it to all be in vain. This was his last fucking hope for crying out loud. Another guard grabbed him and pinned him to the closed gates. Bakura struggled, futile tears of anger and hate clouded his vision and he gave up his fury. Looking past the guards, he saw the arrogant pharaoh. Looking down at him with contempt from the balcony.
(Author's note: I may rewrite this story at any given time. If I do, I'll add an additional author's note to the top or bottom of the chapter. If I want to make serious changes like adding entire scenes that won't allow because of their "sexually explicit" nature then I'll just rewrite parts of the entire thing for I'll be sure to tell you guys when/if this story is moved. If this fic is deleted for any reason, I will get ahold of however many reviewers I can and probably complain in my authoress bio. So... later. And be sure to review. n.