Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Darkened Life ❯ Chapter 10
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By: MageDragon17 
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 249 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 249 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Hellsing.
(Thought)
-Telepathy-
Chapter 10
"I am so bored," Joey groaned. "We've been cooped up in this mansion for three days straight now, and we haven't seen Bakura since we got back from that Anderson encounter."
"We know Joey," Tea said, glaring at him. "You've said that three times now."
"And we would prefer it if you would stop," Tristan muttered.
"What?" Joey whined.
"Yugi," Tea said, "Could you please shut him up?"
Yugi had been reclining in a nearby chair with his eyes closed. When Tea spoke to him, he looked up at her pulled something out of his ears. "You say something?" he asked.
"Yugi!" Tea yelled.
"What?" Yugi asked innocently. "I finally figured a way to not here you guys argue and now you're getting mad at me?"
"Well you're need in some arguments," Tea answered.
Yugi rolled his eyes and stuffed the earplugs back in his ears.
"Got any spares?" Tristan asked.
Tea shot to her feet and glared at him and Joey, "Hey! I believe I deserved to be heard!"
Joey and Tristan blanched, and Tea felt more confident in yelling at them. "Yeah boys, I'm more than just the quiet girl, of course you've seen that before."
"That's not what's scaring us," Joey said as he trembled.
"Huh?" Tea asked.
Yugi opened his eyes and noticed Joey and Tristan trembling. He glanced at Tea and his eyes widened.
"What?" Tea asked, and then felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She stiffened, and then slowly turned her head around to see the source. A tall, shadowed figure stood behind her, and looked downright terrifying in Tea's position. Tea screamed and jumped at Joey and Tristan, knocking over the couch that the two were sitting on.
Yugi had recognized the figure just before Tea had turned around, and was now laughing at the three tangled bodies on the toppled couch, but he wasn't the only one. "You're pretty terrifying now, Bakura."
Bakura muffled his smirking with his hand, "That was priceless, I really wish I had a camera then."
"Guess what?" Seras said as she popped up out of nowhere, "I did."
"Oh great," Tristan said as he pulled himself out of the heap. "More humiliation."
Yugi pulled out the earplugs and got to his feet and Seras rewound the videotape to playback in the camera. The tape finished rewinding as he approached, and Seras played it back for them as Tea and Joey got to their feet.
All three of them looking at the tape laughed as the heard the recorded scream and the loud thud as it played. Tea glared at them, but couldn't help noticing that Bakura wasn't back to normal, not that he would ever be normal again.
He wore black gloves, and she remembered that each hand had been pierced by one of Anderson's blades. But those were nothing compared to the easily seen mark on his face. The slash across his face that had been giving her nightmares for the past three nights had become a crud scar, and his eye still didn't look normal. It looked more of a pink color than red, and there was no pupil that she could identify.
"Looks like you've seen better days," Seras said to Bakura.
"That's one nasty scar," Tristan said.
"I can still see out of it," Bakura replied. "It's a little blurry, but that's about the only difference than having two good eyes."
"Well it nearly gave me a heart attack," Tea said.
Bakura looked at her, but his reply wasn't how she had expected. -Sorry, but the way Joey and Tristan saw me, I just couldn't ruin it. I'm sorry I scared you, but you think that you're past three days have been misery; you have no idea what I've had to go through. -
"Do I want to?" Tea asked in a whisper.
"I don't think so," Bakura replied aloud. "But maybe I should tell you."
"I'm lost," Joey, said, "What are you talking about?"
"Do you want to know what I've gone through these past three days?" Bakura asked.
"Uh," Tristan mumbled, "Do we want to?"
"Maybe you shouldn't," Seras advised, "It's not the prettiest thing."
"Nothing's very pretty when it comes to vampires," Bakura replied, "I'm sure you know that?"
Seras nodded, "Well, yes but, you still have enough holes in you to be considered Swiss cheese."
"So what?" Bakura asked, annoyed.
"Ugh," Joey gulped, "That's not nice to hear."
"Want me to give you an example?" Bakura asked he reached for a glove.
"No that's okay," Tristan answered. "We don't need to see something that's worse than what Yugi's been through."
"I didn't think that was possible," Yugi muttered. "But if it is, I wouldn't mind seeing it for myself, to see if it's true or not."
Bakura smirked, "All right," he said, and pulled off a glove.
"Eww!" Joey exclaimed and turned away, "Put it back on!"
It was rather disgusting. The hole in Bakura's hand was about half an inch wide, but about three inches long. Non-working veins could be seen in gap, and the muscle looked pretty dead, and white bone could easily be distinguished against it.
Bakura looked closer at the wound, "Walter said these should scar over in a few more days, but until then, I'll wear the gloves."
"Can you put that one back on then?" Joey asked.
"I can't believe that you grossed out by this but hardly blink when you watch those zombie movies," Tea said as she approached Bakura to get a better look. "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It stings," Bakura answered, "But so does every other wound that Anderson gave me."
"Have they found him yet?" Yugi asked.
Seras shook her head, "Sir Integra sent out a troop to go looking for him two days ago. Half of the troop returned after the found him, but he got away after he had a killing spree."
"Well that doesn't sound very good," Bakura said as he put the glove back on. "Does that mean we risk another event that happened three days ago whenever we go outside?"
Seras shrugged, "I don't know, that you'll have to ask Walter about."
At that moment, the old butler walked in. "Bakura."
Bakura turned around, "Yes?"
"I was just checking to see if you had any emails," Walter answered, "You have one, and by the look of the address, it's from your parents, but then sent date is from a while ago, so I think you had better come and read it."
They all followed Walter out of the study. When they reached the room with the computer, Bakura read the email.
"What does it say?" Tea asked.
Bakura skimmed through it, "The found time to come to England, they'll be coming in a few days."
"Maybe you should double check the date this email was received," Walter suggested.
Bakura did so, "It was sent four days ago." He looked back at the email and read it again. "Uh-oh..."
"What?" Seras asked.
"Well," Bakura said, anxious, "If I do my math correctly, this email was sent four days ago, and the email itself says that they will be here in four days, does anything bad strike you."
Seras blinked. "Uh-oh."
Bakura nodded, "Yep."
"What's up?" Tea asked.
"Bad timing," Bakura answered as he sent the email to the old mail holder. He turned to Walter, "What's the fastest way to get to the airport right now?"
"Well," Walter answered, "Since it's a weekday, I'd say with all the traffic and all the things that go a long with that, I'd say the fastest way would be by foot."
"Thank you," Bakura said. He turned around to the others. "I hope you guys can run."
"Why?" Joey asked.
"Because we have to get to the airport because my parents and sister are either there now or walking away from it," Bakura answered very quickly.
"Well then lets go," Tea said.
"Have fun," Walter said as he watched them all run out of the room.
***
"Seras! Bakura! Slow down!" Joey yelled.
"Aw dammit," Bakura cursed. "At this rate, but the time we get there my parents will be so pissed that they'll kill me, again."
"Want me to stay with the others while you run a head?" Seras offered.
"That's the best idea I've heard all day," Bakura answered. "Yes would you please?" Seras nodded and he sped up, for once thankful that he was vampire.
He crossed several streets and was gone from his friends' sight in a few seconds, but at the speed he was going, he still had at least fifteen minutes until he got to the airport. He remembered what hotel his father had put in the email, and new that it was on the way, so he hoped that he would run into his parents on the way, if they hadn't left the airport yet.
He arrived at the airport in less time than he thought, and had arrived just in time to see his father signaling a taxi. He whistled, loudly, to get their attention, and of course it worked.
"Did you just get that email or something?" his mother asked as he ran up.
"You could say that," Bakura answered and he braced himself against his own knees to catch his breath. He wasn't as out of breath as he thought he would be, and it took him only a few seconds to regain his breath. By then his father had loaded their bags into the taxi.
"Where is everyone?" his father asked.
"Uh..." Bakura turned around in the direction he had come. "About twenty minutes that way, heading here on foot."
"And you left them behind?" his mother asked, slightly angry with him for doing something so rude.
"Seras is with them," Bakura said. He was glad of the shaded overhang; it made the scar on his face harder to see.
"Seras Victoria?" his father asked. Bakura nodded, "Right, you mentioned her in you email to us."
"Why don't we go tot he hotel?" Bakura's mother suggested. "Ryou can stay here and wait for his friends. When they get here they can come to our hotel."
"That's probably the best thing to do," Bakura's father replied. "Is that okay with you?" Bakura nodded. "Well, see you later then, even though this is the first time we've seen you in a while." They got into the taxi and drove away.
***
Author's Note: Oh my God, I actually wrote a chapter. Sorry that took so long, bad me, very bad me. Though I did rewrite this chapter about three times, even though I still think it stinks.
(Thought)
-Telepathy-
Chapter 10
"I am so bored," Joey groaned. "We've been cooped up in this mansion for three days straight now, and we haven't seen Bakura since we got back from that Anderson encounter."
"We know Joey," Tea said, glaring at him. "You've said that three times now."
"And we would prefer it if you would stop," Tristan muttered.
"What?" Joey whined.
"Yugi," Tea said, "Could you please shut him up?"
Yugi had been reclining in a nearby chair with his eyes closed. When Tea spoke to him, he looked up at her pulled something out of his ears. "You say something?" he asked.
"Yugi!" Tea yelled.
"What?" Yugi asked innocently. "I finally figured a way to not here you guys argue and now you're getting mad at me?"
"Well you're need in some arguments," Tea answered.
Yugi rolled his eyes and stuffed the earplugs back in his ears.
"Got any spares?" Tristan asked.
Tea shot to her feet and glared at him and Joey, "Hey! I believe I deserved to be heard!"
Joey and Tristan blanched, and Tea felt more confident in yelling at them. "Yeah boys, I'm more than just the quiet girl, of course you've seen that before."
"That's not what's scaring us," Joey said as he trembled.
"Huh?" Tea asked.
Yugi opened his eyes and noticed Joey and Tristan trembling. He glanced at Tea and his eyes widened.
"What?" Tea asked, and then felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She stiffened, and then slowly turned her head around to see the source. A tall, shadowed figure stood behind her, and looked downright terrifying in Tea's position. Tea screamed and jumped at Joey and Tristan, knocking over the couch that the two were sitting on.
Yugi had recognized the figure just before Tea had turned around, and was now laughing at the three tangled bodies on the toppled couch, but he wasn't the only one. "You're pretty terrifying now, Bakura."
Bakura muffled his smirking with his hand, "That was priceless, I really wish I had a camera then."
"Guess what?" Seras said as she popped up out of nowhere, "I did."
"Oh great," Tristan said as he pulled himself out of the heap. "More humiliation."
Yugi pulled out the earplugs and got to his feet and Seras rewound the videotape to playback in the camera. The tape finished rewinding as he approached, and Seras played it back for them as Tea and Joey got to their feet.
All three of them looking at the tape laughed as the heard the recorded scream and the loud thud as it played. Tea glared at them, but couldn't help noticing that Bakura wasn't back to normal, not that he would ever be normal again.
He wore black gloves, and she remembered that each hand had been pierced by one of Anderson's blades. But those were nothing compared to the easily seen mark on his face. The slash across his face that had been giving her nightmares for the past three nights had become a crud scar, and his eye still didn't look normal. It looked more of a pink color than red, and there was no pupil that she could identify.
"Looks like you've seen better days," Seras said to Bakura.
"That's one nasty scar," Tristan said.
"I can still see out of it," Bakura replied. "It's a little blurry, but that's about the only difference than having two good eyes."
"Well it nearly gave me a heart attack," Tea said.
Bakura looked at her, but his reply wasn't how she had expected. -Sorry, but the way Joey and Tristan saw me, I just couldn't ruin it. I'm sorry I scared you, but you think that you're past three days have been misery; you have no idea what I've had to go through. -
"Do I want to?" Tea asked in a whisper.
"I don't think so," Bakura replied aloud. "But maybe I should tell you."
"I'm lost," Joey, said, "What are you talking about?"
"Do you want to know what I've gone through these past three days?" Bakura asked.
"Uh," Tristan mumbled, "Do we want to?"
"Maybe you shouldn't," Seras advised, "It's not the prettiest thing."
"Nothing's very pretty when it comes to vampires," Bakura replied, "I'm sure you know that?"
Seras nodded, "Well, yes but, you still have enough holes in you to be considered Swiss cheese."
"So what?" Bakura asked, annoyed.
"Ugh," Joey gulped, "That's not nice to hear."
"Want me to give you an example?" Bakura asked he reached for a glove.
"No that's okay," Tristan answered. "We don't need to see something that's worse than what Yugi's been through."
"I didn't think that was possible," Yugi muttered. "But if it is, I wouldn't mind seeing it for myself, to see if it's true or not."
Bakura smirked, "All right," he said, and pulled off a glove.
"Eww!" Joey exclaimed and turned away, "Put it back on!"
It was rather disgusting. The hole in Bakura's hand was about half an inch wide, but about three inches long. Non-working veins could be seen in gap, and the muscle looked pretty dead, and white bone could easily be distinguished against it.
Bakura looked closer at the wound, "Walter said these should scar over in a few more days, but until then, I'll wear the gloves."
"Can you put that one back on then?" Joey asked.
"I can't believe that you grossed out by this but hardly blink when you watch those zombie movies," Tea said as she approached Bakura to get a better look. "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It stings," Bakura answered, "But so does every other wound that Anderson gave me."
"Have they found him yet?" Yugi asked.
Seras shook her head, "Sir Integra sent out a troop to go looking for him two days ago. Half of the troop returned after the found him, but he got away after he had a killing spree."
"Well that doesn't sound very good," Bakura said as he put the glove back on. "Does that mean we risk another event that happened three days ago whenever we go outside?"
Seras shrugged, "I don't know, that you'll have to ask Walter about."
At that moment, the old butler walked in. "Bakura."
Bakura turned around, "Yes?"
"I was just checking to see if you had any emails," Walter answered, "You have one, and by the look of the address, it's from your parents, but then sent date is from a while ago, so I think you had better come and read it."
They all followed Walter out of the study. When they reached the room with the computer, Bakura read the email.
"What does it say?" Tea asked.
Bakura skimmed through it, "The found time to come to England, they'll be coming in a few days."
"Maybe you should double check the date this email was received," Walter suggested.
Bakura did so, "It was sent four days ago." He looked back at the email and read it again. "Uh-oh..."
"What?" Seras asked.
"Well," Bakura said, anxious, "If I do my math correctly, this email was sent four days ago, and the email itself says that they will be here in four days, does anything bad strike you."
Seras blinked. "Uh-oh."
Bakura nodded, "Yep."
"What's up?" Tea asked.
"Bad timing," Bakura answered as he sent the email to the old mail holder. He turned to Walter, "What's the fastest way to get to the airport right now?"
"Well," Walter answered, "Since it's a weekday, I'd say with all the traffic and all the things that go a long with that, I'd say the fastest way would be by foot."
"Thank you," Bakura said. He turned around to the others. "I hope you guys can run."
"Why?" Joey asked.
"Because we have to get to the airport because my parents and sister are either there now or walking away from it," Bakura answered very quickly.
"Well then lets go," Tea said.
"Have fun," Walter said as he watched them all run out of the room.
***
"Seras! Bakura! Slow down!" Joey yelled.
"Aw dammit," Bakura cursed. "At this rate, but the time we get there my parents will be so pissed that they'll kill me, again."
"Want me to stay with the others while you run a head?" Seras offered.
"That's the best idea I've heard all day," Bakura answered. "Yes would you please?" Seras nodded and he sped up, for once thankful that he was vampire.
He crossed several streets and was gone from his friends' sight in a few seconds, but at the speed he was going, he still had at least fifteen minutes until he got to the airport. He remembered what hotel his father had put in the email, and new that it was on the way, so he hoped that he would run into his parents on the way, if they hadn't left the airport yet.
He arrived at the airport in less time than he thought, and had arrived just in time to see his father signaling a taxi. He whistled, loudly, to get their attention, and of course it worked.
"Did you just get that email or something?" his mother asked as he ran up.
"You could say that," Bakura answered and he braced himself against his own knees to catch his breath. He wasn't as out of breath as he thought he would be, and it took him only a few seconds to regain his breath. By then his father had loaded their bags into the taxi.
"Where is everyone?" his father asked.
"Uh..." Bakura turned around in the direction he had come. "About twenty minutes that way, heading here on foot."
"And you left them behind?" his mother asked, slightly angry with him for doing something so rude.
"Seras is with them," Bakura said. He was glad of the shaded overhang; it made the scar on his face harder to see.
"Seras Victoria?" his father asked. Bakura nodded, "Right, you mentioned her in you email to us."
"Why don't we go tot he hotel?" Bakura's mother suggested. "Ryou can stay here and wait for his friends. When they get here they can come to our hotel."
"That's probably the best thing to do," Bakura's father replied. "Is that okay with you?" Bakura nodded. "Well, see you later then, even though this is the first time we've seen you in a while." They got into the taxi and drove away.
***
Author's Note: Oh my God, I actually wrote a chapter. Sorry that took so long, bad me, very bad me. Though I did rewrite this chapter about three times, even though I still think it stinks.