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Chapter 18

    His friends were slumped against the wall. The only reason they weren’t lying on the floor was because their wrists were chained to the wall above their heads. He noticed that neither Seras nor Yugi were with them, and scanned the rest of the room. He found Yugi chained by his wrists and ankles to a bed in the far corner of the room, blood trickling from his mouth.     Ignoring any sort of danger that could be in the room, Bakura ran over to Yugi and shook him. Yugi groaned and his eyes fluttered opened.     “What happened?” Bakura asked.     Yugi winced, “Well I know I haven’t been bitten. All I remember is searching for you with everyone else, and then there was all this commotion and I blacked out. Where am I anyway?” He seemed to notice the situation his was in, and made a face of disgust. “That bastard’s sick.”     “You have no idea,” Bakura growled as he broke the chains holding Yugi’s wrists and ankles to the bed.     “Found them did you?”     Bakura looked up to see the vampire that had changed him. “What have you done to them?” He hissed.     “Nothing,” the vampire answered, “Yet.”     Bakura raised his gun to shoot the vampire, but the other vampire was too fast. The vampire was in front of him in a heartbeat, knocked Bakura’s gun away, and then locked his hands around Bakura’s neck and had him yanked him to the opposite wall, pinning him to the wall.     “You really think you can beat me with a human weapon?” the vampire asked. “You’re foolish if you think you can. With your powers too undeveloped, you’re powerless against me.” The vampire grinned, licking his lips.     “I will kill you,” Bakura growled.     “I’d like to see you try,” the vampire said, licking Bakura’s cheek.     Bakura recoiled in disgust, but then noticed something and moved his head to his left. The other vampire took no notice of his move. Suddenly the vampire shrieked in pain, a bullet grazing his cheek. He let go of Bakura and vanished.     “Good shot,” Bakura said hoarsely, rubbing his neck.     Yugi smiled, even though he was in pain. “Couldn’t let him molest you now could I?”  He had slid off the bed and grabbed the discarded gun, using it as best he could while the other vampire had been occupied. “Now what?”     “You stay there,” Bakura said as he went over to his friends. He broke the chains and shook them awake.         “Where are we?” Joey asked as he, Tristan, and Tea looked around.     “In an abandoned building,” Bakura answered. “That bastard of a vampire brought you here, for what intentions I don’t really care to know.” He shoved the gun into his belt. “Stay here, I’m going to look for him.” The tone of his voice made them obey.     Bakura walked out of the room and went down the stairs. The anger boiling inside of him made him feel stronger somehow. He knew something was happening with his powers, and he let it happen. He got outside and let his instincts guide him. He walked around the building and faced a several collapsed buildings.     “I know you’re here,” Bakura said loudly. “Show yourself.”     A chuckle to his left made him look to see the vampire standing on a rock of cement. “Your anger is causing your powers to develop quickly. Perhaps I judged your abilities too soon.”     Bakura started towards him, but the vampire flung him backwards into a mound of rubble with a wave of demon energy. He got to his feet while listening to the vampire laugh. Bakura watched as the vampire summoned up chucks of cement and other rubble, and then threw it at him. He raised his arms in front of his face as the rubble came at him.     “You’re pathetic,” the vampire said. “Perhaps I should give another reason to fight me.” He aim large chucks of rubble at the building Bakura’s friends were in. Before Bakura could shout a word, the vampire launched the rubble at the building. The chucks of cement tore through the weak structure, and it fell to the ground.     Bakura stared in disbelief. They were gone, just like that.  He fell to his knees, his eyes locked on the demolished structure. He wasn’t even aware of the wounds he had sustained when the other vampire had thrown rubble at him.     The other vampire laughed, “They would have died anyway. It’s the fate of all mortals.”     Bakura slowly rose to his feet, his eyes shaded over and unable to see. He began to glow white, the tendrils of power wavering upward. He slowly began to walk toward the other vampire.     The other vampire sent small chunks of rubble at Bakura, but the debris was deflected somehow. He summoned up a giant chunk of debris and sent it at Bakura, knowing there was no way it could be deflected. When the dust cleared, there was no sign of him. The other vampire laughed, feeling very triumphant.     “What are you laughing about?”     The vampire looked up to see Bakura standing on a steel beam protruding from a pile of rubble. “How did you get up there?”     “I jumped,” Bakura answered. The glow around him was becoming brighter. Bakura got down on one knee, holding onto the beam with one hand. He looked like a gargoyle, but what happened next made the other vampire nervous.     White, flaming, bat-like wing flared from Bakura’s back. Bakura could see his power inside him, what used to be red and black was now white. Bakura stood straight and looked down at the vampire again. “Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to release your own demons?”     The other vampire sneered and summoned another giant slab of cement. “I don’t need my full powers to defeat you, boy.” He sent the slab at Bakura.     Bakura look at his hand, which shifted into a fiery-clawed hand. He looked back up, as the slab was right upon him, and slashed. The slab broke into dozens of pieces and fell harmlessly away. “Are you so sure?”     The other vampire growled, “Fine, you want a demon fight, then I will give you one.” The vampire’s body glowed a greenish blue color. “If that’s all your powers do for you then you’re going to have some problems against me.” He laughed as the light engulfed him and shifted his body. His body morphed into the shape of a giant bird, a hawk.     “Is that all?” Bakura asked. “Then perhaps I should show you my demon form then.” His fiery wings enveloped his body and became one single tendril of power as wide as a car. That tendril wrapped itself around piles of debris, not yet becoming a distinguishable shape.     -I see nothing,- the other vampire said. -What are you? I wisp of steam? -     -Why don’t you look behind you? - Bakura asked.     The vampire turned his hawk head around, and screeched. Jaws snapped, just missing the hawk’s body. The vampire rose off the ground and managed to avoid the hit, and took a good look at Bakura’s demon form.     The fiery head of the demon was slender and serpentine, with several horns on the top of its head. The long, vampire like canines passed its closed lower jaw. The red, slit pupil eyes burned with revenge. Twenty feet, or perhaps more, down from the head were two forelegs. The rest of the body, its full length undeterminable, was twined around the rubble, its back legs impossible to find.     -Figure it out yet? - Bakura asked. He was rather pleased with the form.     -How? - The other vampire asked. -No vampire has even taken the form of a true immortal creature. -     -I’m not like most vampires, - Bakura pointed out. -I had a previous life before this one, and I can’t say it was very pleasant, but it was crazier than this life, if that’s possible. Now, why don’t we finish what we started? - He raised his fiery forepaw, but suddenly a familiar sword embedded itself into one of the claws.     “Ha ha!” Anderson laughed. “I found you!”     Bakura looked down at the insane priest, a rather annoyed look on his reptilian face. He then used his teeth and pulled the blade out of his claw and spit it away, not caring where it fell. He inspected his claw, found it undamaged, and swiped it carelessly at Anderson, not even really aiming. The force of the paw, and power it conducted reduced Anderson into less than dust molecules.     Bakura flexed the claw and looked back at his opponent. -Won’t have to worry about him anymore. Now, where were we? - The hawk screeched and took to the air. -I hope that doesn’t mean you’re running away, - Bakura said with slight humor. He launched himself into the air after the vampire.     The two fought high in the sky, clawing and biting. Bakura, being the bigger of the two demons, was able to use his long tail as a whip, and smacked the other vampire with it and knocked him to the ground. As it hit, Bakura opened his mouth to use his last ability. A sphere of power began to form, glowing brighter and brighter.     The other vampire watched as the sphere formed, knowing there was no chance of escape.     When the sphere was complete, a large, continuous stream of power shot from it and headed straight for the vampire on the ground. It struck home, blowing a crater into the ground not quite big enough to destroy the site.     As the dust cleared, Bakura descended back to the ground. He shifted back to his human form, but he kept his wings, and kept his hands as fiery claws. He landed in the center of the crater where the remains of the other vampire lay, but he wasn’t quite dead yet.     “Even if you kill me,” the vampire said, “It won’t bring those people back.”     “I’m aware of that,” Bakura said. “Before I finish you, I would like to know one thing.”     The other vampire laughed, “What would that be?”     “You name,” Bakura answered. “I’d rather not send you to hell without knowing the name of the thing that made me the way I am now.”     The other vampire chuckled, “Kasumari.”        “Kasumari,” Bakura repeated as he raised a fiery claw. “I hope Hell is the worst place you ever see.” He slashed before the other vampire could reply, incinerating him into nothing.     ooo       Author’s Note: Yes! Score one for Bakura. Actually two, since he killed Anderson too. So now we know that other vampire’s name, even though it doesn’t matter anymore. What’s Bakura going to do now? Is everyone really dead? Oh, and did you figure out what his demon for was, if not I’ll give you a hint. It’s in my name. Review me and tell me what you think!