Hola! Here I am with a new fic! And its in the Yugioh section - where I haven't been in a while - so I'm really excited!
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...Okay, fine, I was being sarcastic. I actually do hope you guys like this thing, though, cuz it took me months to write it!
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Disclaimer: Authoress does not own Yugioh or Black&White
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Claimer: The Authoress does own all made-up people, places, things, and verbs. ( Inside joke.)
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For untold eons, this world had been dark nearly everywhere within it.
But as for this particular dimension of the darkness - one of the deepest levels of the infamous Shadow Realm - it was no longer operating at its usual status of being lightless. Blasts of magical energy cracked and blasted rainbow light into the darkness, as an ancient spirit battled his newly rediscovered foe.
After seemingly hours of casting spells, Yami Yugi was bent double and panting for air. His opponent, a man of average build in dusk-blue robes, was also panting, but he was also grinning maniacally.
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"Return what you have stolen, Akaanesis," Yami growled at the man when he could speak properly again, "And I may only send you to the second circle of Hades this time."
"Not that Tartarus was much of prison either," the man laughed, "After all, it only took me a couple thousand years to break out…Hades will be even easier. But all this brute force is just as pointless now as it was before, Pharaoh…"
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"Do you propose an alternate solution?" Yami inquired, still glaring as hard as he could at the other.
"One I know you'll simply love…we shall now play a game! Prepare to be beaten, Little Pharaoh."
"That I highly doubt will happen, even in one of your sick and twisted games!"
"Oh goody, so you still remember our last little game! That means I don't have to explain things nearly as much this time."
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Akaanesis clapped his hands, and the arena was revealed.
The flat area was now being mostly lit up by a nearby pit in the ground. From the pit's depths, wild green flames was leaping out. And on a raised mound just to the side of the pit were Yami's missing 'items': Yugi and Joey. They were trapped in place by dark chains and both looked more than a bit battered and bruised.
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"Aibou! Joey!" Yami cried, "What did you do to them, you blood-sucking little -"
"Ah ah ah, flattery will get you nowhere," Akaanesis interrupted, "Besides, we're not talking about their game, we're talking about yours. And the name of this game is Sacrifice. You get to choose who will be cast into the Gateway of Dimensions, thus allowing a demon to be summoned in their place. And then you get to perform the ritual yourself - doesn't that just sound like fun?"
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Yami snarled something that sounded both insulting and unintelligible. The pair of 'offerings' looked worried - but Akaanesis looked very happy with his work.
"You expect me to chose between my Hikari and my friend, to kill the one I choose, and to raise a demon to this plane? What if I refuse to play?"
"Then I'll just do it myself, drop them both in, and get two demons instead of one. If you back down they'll both be wiped from existence, and you'll be to blame. Sounds quite tempting, doesn't it? Want to give up?"
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"Never!"
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Akaanesis laughed, in his very creepy way.
"Well, you have five minutes to choose. Those that are going to be sacrificed get thrown into the Gateway of Dimensions. So, which one of these pure-hearted little mortals are you going to throw away?"
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Yami growled, looked at the Gateway, at his nemesis, back at the Gateway, and then gave an anguished look to the two chained mortals.
"Why them, Akaanesis? Why in the hell do you want to kill them?"
"It needs a pure-hearted sacrifice," Akaanesis said, as if it was pathetically obvious. "Anything else would get sent straight to the Demon World. To unlock the barrier it needs to be a light-based soul. I simply couldn't resist them when I saw you were so close to them! And I'm being awfully generous in letting you make the final decision, Little Pharaoh…your five minutes are almost over…"
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Yami wracked his brain for a solution. There had to be a way to win in this situation - if only he could think of it! What were his options?
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Throwing Yugi: not going to happen.
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Throwing Joey: also not going to happen.
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Waiting for the others to finally find their way here: not enough time for that.
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Throwing himself: would probably not work anyway.
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Throwing Akaanesis: …now there was an idea…
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"Very well, Akaanesis, I have made my decision."
"No! Don't let that creep get away with this Yami!"
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It could have been just one or both of the others yelling, but Yami forced himself to ignore them. Slowly, making sure he appeared to be totally beaten, he maneuvered himself around Akaanesis.
"Oh boy! So, which of the little insects are you tossing away, my dearest and oldest foe?"
Yami stopped pretending to be giving up and gave the other a feral grin.
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"You!"
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He tackled Akaanesis, trying to shove him closer to the hole was the Gateway, but the other recovered impossibly fast and wrestled him back. Akaanesis was laughing.
"Can't beat me that way - I tied us together, don't you remember? You can't kill me!"
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"True," Yami said as they broke apart for a instant, "Unless I die in the same moment, and in the same way."
When the implications of that broke through to him, Akaanesis paled.
"No, y-you can't be serious, you don't understand w-what you're saying -"
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Yami took a final look at the two helpless watchers, they were crying and screaming. There was a sincere apology in his eyes before Yami grabbed Akaanesis - who was paralyzed with fear - and threw the both of them into the Gateway of Dimensions.
Akaanesis screamed as the green flames of power engulfed them, but while the other experienced an unbelievably hideous death, Yami had a slightly different experience. The Gateway opened up to him, sending him into a world of blackness that ripped him apart but somehow left him living.
'Wonder what Ritual that must have been…,' was his final thought as his world went blank.
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On a lonely island, surrounded by a endless ocean, a family went to play on the beach in the early part of dawn. The mother and her son were gathering shells when a wave reared up and crashed over them, the waters pulling the child away from solid ground.
"Help! Help!" screamed the boy.
The father, watching this from the beach in helpless anguish, raised his face to the rising sun and cried, "Please, someone! I call to the heavens - please help us!"
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Not far away, in a strange and murky void, a radiant blast signaled the birth of a god. It blasted towards where the far-off voices could still be heard, calling for it.
Soon, the god reached the beach and easily scooped up the struggling human youngling, gently setting him down next to his parents.
"You saved him! Thank you! We praise you, oh mighty one!"
The three humans bowed to him.
"Please, come with us! Our people will want to worship you!"
The threesome ran inland, followed by the ball of crimson light that was their new, if bemused, god.