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Chapter 11: Terror

Dartz reclined on the dais, his slender fingers tucked under his chin. Deep in thought, he shifted and steepled his fingers. Flat, green eyes wandered aimlessly around the dismal throne room of his kingdom. Ha, who was he trying to fool? It was a kingdom no longer. Ever since the pharaoh had thwarted his attempts to rule, he had nothing. Nothing…but a relentless burn for revenge.

A single ray of sunlight fell weakly on the stone floor at his feet, and steady drip of water echoed throughout the chamber. Dartz scowled, his mood becoming steadily blacker. Whenever his thoughts turned to the pharaoh, his thirst for retribution returned.

Yami had been surprisingly quick in his recognition of his presence. Although, Dartz thought with a quirk of his lips, he has known me for eons.

He thought of bonds that held Kaiba, and couldn't repress the surge of satisfaction. Atem had such an attachment to his High Priest, and it seemed like nothing about their relationship changed…even in another time. Though there was one thing that would undoubtedly work in his favor. Seto, the reincarnation of Set, refused to acknowledge the presence of magic, and was highly inexperienced in wielding his power.

He has so much untapped power. Power that is now at my disposal. If he wished, Dartz could have the malevolent tendrils snatch Kaiba's energy from his very core…energy that could not be replaced by any means. And when that energy was depleted enough, Kaiba would undoubtedly fall into the void. However…that would be no fun. Dying would give him no satisfaction, and ultimately, the pharaoh would suffer if his lover suffered along with him.

Suddenly smashing his hand on the plush covering of his throne, Dartz growled. It was a low, feral sound that tore itself from his throat, and echoed around him. Flashes of red accompanied the green of his eyes, and the unsteadiness of his hands revealed how ill at ease he truly was.

He knew he was afraid of the pharaoh. Blastedly afraid. But who wasn't? Atem wielded enough power to completely demolish the universe several times over, and it was painfully obvious, Dartz wouldn't stand a chance. But Atem wasn't here…and he couldn't escape from the pocket of space that he was trapped in. Dartz made sure that Atem was trapped as far away from Earth as possible. The meager protection of the humans not nearly enough to keep the Pharaoh at bay.

He needed to stop thinking of his weaknesses. Striving to find something to convince himself that his plan was indeed working, he absentmindedly waved a hand in the empty space before him He watched as a dark mist coalesced and showed him the image of the priest, bound and helpless in the Shadow Realm. One of the many images that Dartz would enjoy tormenting Seto with later.

He chuckled as he saw Kaiba's mouth agape in a silent scream of agony. Dartz waved his hand again, needing to hear Kaiba scream. The mist vanished, and coalesced again to present him a sea of darkness. A sea of darkness? He snorted. A mistake.

A faint trace of doubt wormed its way into the back of his mind as he waved his hand yet again, and watched as the inky haze pulsed and cleared again…to show him the same swath of darkness. Dartz paused, a trace of perspiration rolling down his cheek.

Where the fuck was the priest?

Aw yeah. A mini panick attack for our villain :)