Chapter 1: Yami
Author's Note: This story is a lot like the books by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, Shattered Mirror and In the Forests of the Night. Well, she's written more, but those are the ones I've read. Anyways, I thought they were really good, and decided to "borrow" some ideas from them. Is that a problem?
This is definitely an AU fic.
Oh yeah. All witches are going to be known as witches, including the male ones. I know they should be wizards, but I feel that witches suits this fic better, thank you very much. I do not own Yugioh, and as stated above, I don't exactly own the complete plot. Heh.
Thoughts
"Speech"
'Thought Speech'
_Emphasis_
(Third Person Perspective)
Only a few pieces left. Grandpa would be proud. A small boy sat on the floor, fitting together the pieces of a puzzle.
Clink. Clink.
The puzzles fit easily under his fingers, as if something was telling him exactly where to place each piece.
Clink. Clink.
The boy's name was Yugi. He was currently waiting for his grandfather, also his legal guardian, to come home from grocery shopping, but while he was waiting, he decided to work on his puzzle.
Clink.
Yugi slowed slightly, the excitement running through his veins. Who knew how long he had been working at his puzzle? It didn't matter now, though, because he was almost done. Just a few more pieces left. Only a few.
Clink.
Yugi reached slowly into the box. His hand met nothing. He looked down, and his eyes widened with surprise. There was only one puzzle piece left. He glanced at the puzzle pieces in his hand, all neatly fit together into the shape of a pyramid. There was a hole at the front. Yugi grabbed the last piece with shaky fingers, and firmly put it into the last spot.
Clink.
I'm done. This was a surprise to him. He'd been working on this puzzle for almost longer than he could remember, and all of a sudden, he was _done_.
His astounding revelation was cut short, however, by a soft glowing light emitting from the puzzle in his hands. He looked down in shock to find that its light was almost blinding to look at. He looked away, and when he looked back, he nearly dropped the puzzle in surprise, because quite suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore.
(Yami's Perspective)
I'm out. I couldn't believe it. I was finally out of the puzzle, and in a real body again. I looked down at myself. I was really free. Free! FREE!!!! I nearly cackled with laughter, before remembering regaining my serious composure.
I took a moment to gather in my surroundings. I felt the aura of a witch who had been here recently, but was now gone. This was no problem to me, as I was too strong for any witch to take on. Just in case, I quickly masked my own aura, as to appear to be a weakling, and of no threat to anybody. There were no other dangerous auras around me, merely humans.
I concentrated on the one before me. He was close. I could hear his heart pumping wildly. I was specially attuned to such things that dealt with blood. Speaking of which, I was ravenous. This was a young human: easy prey with delicious blood. Sweet. I gazed down at him carefully. We were alone. It would be a simple thing to feed on him.
As if sensing my thoughts, he slowly backed away from me, until his back bumped into the bed. I almost laughed at his fright. He crawled fearfully up on to his bed, never letting his fearful gaze leave mine.
I sat down on the edge of his bed, enjoying his panic at my movement. He backed away further, into the wall, this time with no escape. He cowered, closing his eyes tightly. I grinned. I inched towards him, feeling the fear radiate off of his body.
He trembled, letting out a whimper, and suddenly, I was reminded of my girls. My girls. I pushed that thought aside vehemently. That was past. Even so, this wasn't my prey. I remembered the deal I had made. I was supposed to be protecting him, not snacking on him!
I reached out, and laid my hand on his shoulder, gently, or so I hoped. He tensed visibly, but when I made no move to harm him, he carefully looked up at me. I smiled, accidentally revealing my fangs.
"Are... are you going to eat me?" He asked.
I chuckled softly. "No."
"Y-you're not?"
I grabbed the small boy, and placed him on my lap. "No." I gently placed my arms around his still-quivering frame. "I was sent to protect you."
He looked curiously at me. "Protect me? From what?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
"Oh." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Who are you?"
"You may call me Yami." I smiled. That used to be my name. It was my name when I was with my family. Clara had called me that. Just thinking of her sent a pang of sadness through me. I would never be with her again.
"Yami?" The small voice brought me out of my thoughts.
I looked down at him, about to reply, when the door slammed. "Yugi! I'm home!" A voice rang up the stairs. Footsteps sounded, along with the occasional creak.
Another human? Just for the heck of it, I tested the aura, and felt my nostrils flare. Before I could do anything, though, an elderly man burst through the door.
"Hi, Grandpa!" Yugi said cheerfully, as if he often found himself in the arms of a mysterious stranger with fangs.
Oh great. Yugi's grandfather is a vampire-hunter?
Yugi's grandfather glanced at me. His eyes widened. "Vampire."
I looked calmly at him, and replied just as bitterly, "Witch."
"Yugi, get away from him." As if Yugi could if I didn't let him.
Yugi, however, merely sat on my lap, looking bewildered. "Why?"
The witch looked back my way. "I won't let you hurt him!"
"As if you could stop me." Abruptly, I unveiled my vampiric aura, smirking as his eyes widened in surprise. I was the strongest vampire or vampire- hunter on this planet, and my aura proved it to him.
Author's Note: This story is a lot like the books by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, Shattered Mirror and In the Forests of the Night. Well, she's written more, but those are the ones I've read. Anyways, I thought they were really good, and decided to "borrow" some ideas from them. Is that a problem?
This is definitely an AU fic.
Oh yeah. All witches are going to be known as witches, including the male ones. I know they should be wizards, but I feel that witches suits this fic better, thank you very much. I do not own Yugioh, and as stated above, I don't exactly own the complete plot. Heh.
Thoughts
"Speech"
'Thought Speech'
_Emphasis_
(Third Person Perspective)
Only a few pieces left. Grandpa would be proud. A small boy sat on the floor, fitting together the pieces of a puzzle.
Clink. Clink.
The puzzles fit easily under his fingers, as if something was telling him exactly where to place each piece.
Clink. Clink.
The boy's name was Yugi. He was currently waiting for his grandfather, also his legal guardian, to come home from grocery shopping, but while he was waiting, he decided to work on his puzzle.
Clink.
Yugi slowed slightly, the excitement running through his veins. Who knew how long he had been working at his puzzle? It didn't matter now, though, because he was almost done. Just a few more pieces left. Only a few.
Clink.
Yugi reached slowly into the box. His hand met nothing. He looked down, and his eyes widened with surprise. There was only one puzzle piece left. He glanced at the puzzle pieces in his hand, all neatly fit together into the shape of a pyramid. There was a hole at the front. Yugi grabbed the last piece with shaky fingers, and firmly put it into the last spot.
Clink.
I'm done. This was a surprise to him. He'd been working on this puzzle for almost longer than he could remember, and all of a sudden, he was _done_.
His astounding revelation was cut short, however, by a soft glowing light emitting from the puzzle in his hands. He looked down in shock to find that its light was almost blinding to look at. He looked away, and when he looked back, he nearly dropped the puzzle in surprise, because quite suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore.
(Yami's Perspective)
I'm out. I couldn't believe it. I was finally out of the puzzle, and in a real body again. I looked down at myself. I was really free. Free! FREE!!!! I nearly cackled with laughter, before remembering regaining my serious composure.
I took a moment to gather in my surroundings. I felt the aura of a witch who had been here recently, but was now gone. This was no problem to me, as I was too strong for any witch to take on. Just in case, I quickly masked my own aura, as to appear to be a weakling, and of no threat to anybody. There were no other dangerous auras around me, merely humans.
I concentrated on the one before me. He was close. I could hear his heart pumping wildly. I was specially attuned to such things that dealt with blood. Speaking of which, I was ravenous. This was a young human: easy prey with delicious blood. Sweet. I gazed down at him carefully. We were alone. It would be a simple thing to feed on him.
As if sensing my thoughts, he slowly backed away from me, until his back bumped into the bed. I almost laughed at his fright. He crawled fearfully up on to his bed, never letting his fearful gaze leave mine.
I sat down on the edge of his bed, enjoying his panic at my movement. He backed away further, into the wall, this time with no escape. He cowered, closing his eyes tightly. I grinned. I inched towards him, feeling the fear radiate off of his body.
He trembled, letting out a whimper, and suddenly, I was reminded of my girls. My girls. I pushed that thought aside vehemently. That was past. Even so, this wasn't my prey. I remembered the deal I had made. I was supposed to be protecting him, not snacking on him!
I reached out, and laid my hand on his shoulder, gently, or so I hoped. He tensed visibly, but when I made no move to harm him, he carefully looked up at me. I smiled, accidentally revealing my fangs.
"Are... are you going to eat me?" He asked.
I chuckled softly. "No."
"Y-you're not?"
I grabbed the small boy, and placed him on my lap. "No." I gently placed my arms around his still-quivering frame. "I was sent to protect you."
He looked curiously at me. "Protect me? From what?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
"Oh." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Who are you?"
"You may call me Yami." I smiled. That used to be my name. It was my name when I was with my family. Clara had called me that. Just thinking of her sent a pang of sadness through me. I would never be with her again.
"Yami?" The small voice brought me out of my thoughts.
I looked down at him, about to reply, when the door slammed. "Yugi! I'm home!" A voice rang up the stairs. Footsteps sounded, along with the occasional creak.
Another human? Just for the heck of it, I tested the aura, and felt my nostrils flare. Before I could do anything, though, an elderly man burst through the door.
"Hi, Grandpa!" Yugi said cheerfully, as if he often found himself in the arms of a mysterious stranger with fangs.
Oh great. Yugi's grandfather is a vampire-hunter?
Yugi's grandfather glanced at me. His eyes widened. "Vampire."
I looked calmly at him, and replied just as bitterly, "Witch."
"Yugi, get away from him." As if Yugi could if I didn't let him.
Yugi, however, merely sat on my lap, looking bewildered. "Why?"
The witch looked back my way. "I won't let you hurt him!"
"As if you could stop me." Abruptly, I unveiled my vampiric aura, smirking as his eyes widened in surprise. I was the strongest vampire or vampire- hunter on this planet, and my aura proved it to him.