Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Darkened Life ❯ Chapter 24
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By: MageDragon17 
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.04.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 225 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.04.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 225 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Hellsing.
-Telepathy-
(Thoughts)
Chapter 24
Bakura opened his eyes. He wasn't sure where he was; he had let his powers carry as far as he thought safe, and then he had blacked out. Now that he was awake, he looked around from where he lay to see if he could recognize his surroundings. All he could really see was blue sky, but he could also see some trees. He sat up slowly, and winced. Most of his injuries had healed on their own, but a few of them, the ones where the bullets had not gone completely through his body, were still there.
"Getting home is not going to be fun," he groaned. He got to his and took a better look around. He was in a clearing with trees on all sides. "Where am I?" he wondered aloud. He sighed and went to the nearest tree. He grabbed the nearest branch and began to climb. When he reached the top, he looked around. He found that even with the use of his powerful vision, it was still difficult to find the city. He finally found it and went to summon his powers so he could fly back. He found that he was tapped out.
"Great," he grumbled. "The one time I need my powers I can't use them." He sighed and climbed down the tree. He checked to see what time it was and found that he didn't have a watch anymore. The explosion had incinerated it. "Nothing seems to be going my way today." There wasn't anything else to do but to start walking.
As he walked, he noted the position of the sun. It was beginning to set, which meant that it would be dark soon. He wondered if the night would help his powers return? He hoped they would, surprisingly. He never thought he would want to have his powers for any reason.
His vision sharpened as the light began to fade. The coming chill of the night didn't affect him as much as he thought it would. Once full darkness came, he stopped and tried to summon his powers. They came, completely revitalized. He sprouted fiery white wings and launched himself into the air. He soared over the trees and headed for the light of the city.
As he flew, he began to wonder how he was going to get home. He couldn't fly like this out in the open, he would be a beacon in the sky is he did that. When he was just beyond the city, he landed and withdrew his power. He used the shadows as he made his way back to the hospital. He made his way to the back and used the stairs to get to the floor he needed to. He knew that once he got into his office area he would be swamped with more questions. He knew he would have to explain himself, and walked into the area prepared to answer all questions.
To his surprise, no one said a word. Dr. Kay came forward and gave him her white lab coat. Bakura took it with a nod of thanks and pulled it on. It was a little small, but it was better than going topless. He went to his office and collapsed in his chair with a groan.
"I still have to go home," he said. He glanced up to see his colleagues looking at him, but they still hadn't said anything. "I know all of you want to say something. You can, but please only one at a time."
"How is it that you weren't injured by the bomb?" a nurse asked.
Bakura shrugged, "There are times when my powers still do things I have no control over."
"How did you get back here?" Dr. Kay asked.
"I walked until it got dark," Bakura answered. "When the sun set I was able to summon my powers again and I was able to get myself back here faster than walking."
"What are you going to do now?" Dr. Kay asked.
"Go home," Bakura answered. "Once I get myself up and out of this chair." Dr. Kay came forward and held out her hand. Bakura looked at it for a moment, and then reached out and took it. She helped him to his feet, and he had to lean against his desk for a moment before he was able to move. "I don't know if I'm going to be able to drive. I'm exhausted even though it's night."
"I'll drive you home," Dr. Kay said. "I'll come and pick you up tomorrow, or will you be in tomorrow?"
"I don't know yet," Bakura answered as they left his office. "If I decide I'm going to come I'll just walk. I will most likely sleep through tomorrow and wake up again the day after."
"Then just take the day off tomorrow," Dr. Kay said. "You've more than earned it."
ooo
Dr. Kay got Bakura back to his apartment. Once he was inside he collapsed onto his couch. He wanted to stay there and not move, but he knew he couldn't. He sorely wanted to take a shower and get into some real clothes. Reluctantly he got to his feet and went to take a shower.
Once changed into fresh clothes, he fell onto his bed and closed his eyes.
ooo
Author's Note: I know this is a pathetically short chapter, but I wanted to post something since I haven't done so in a very long time. I'm getting some more ideas for this, so I'm hoping the next chapter will be much longer. Until next chapter then; review me and tell me what you think.
-Telepathy-
(Thoughts)
Chapter 24
Bakura opened his eyes. He wasn't sure where he was; he had let his powers carry as far as he thought safe, and then he had blacked out. Now that he was awake, he looked around from where he lay to see if he could recognize his surroundings. All he could really see was blue sky, but he could also see some trees. He sat up slowly, and winced. Most of his injuries had healed on their own, but a few of them, the ones where the bullets had not gone completely through his body, were still there.
"Getting home is not going to be fun," he groaned. He got to his and took a better look around. He was in a clearing with trees on all sides. "Where am I?" he wondered aloud. He sighed and went to the nearest tree. He grabbed the nearest branch and began to climb. When he reached the top, he looked around. He found that even with the use of his powerful vision, it was still difficult to find the city. He finally found it and went to summon his powers so he could fly back. He found that he was tapped out.
"Great," he grumbled. "The one time I need my powers I can't use them." He sighed and climbed down the tree. He checked to see what time it was and found that he didn't have a watch anymore. The explosion had incinerated it. "Nothing seems to be going my way today." There wasn't anything else to do but to start walking.
As he walked, he noted the position of the sun. It was beginning to set, which meant that it would be dark soon. He wondered if the night would help his powers return? He hoped they would, surprisingly. He never thought he would want to have his powers for any reason.
His vision sharpened as the light began to fade. The coming chill of the night didn't affect him as much as he thought it would. Once full darkness came, he stopped and tried to summon his powers. They came, completely revitalized. He sprouted fiery white wings and launched himself into the air. He soared over the trees and headed for the light of the city.
As he flew, he began to wonder how he was going to get home. He couldn't fly like this out in the open, he would be a beacon in the sky is he did that. When he was just beyond the city, he landed and withdrew his power. He used the shadows as he made his way back to the hospital. He made his way to the back and used the stairs to get to the floor he needed to. He knew that once he got into his office area he would be swamped with more questions. He knew he would have to explain himself, and walked into the area prepared to answer all questions.
To his surprise, no one said a word. Dr. Kay came forward and gave him her white lab coat. Bakura took it with a nod of thanks and pulled it on. It was a little small, but it was better than going topless. He went to his office and collapsed in his chair with a groan.
"I still have to go home," he said. He glanced up to see his colleagues looking at him, but they still hadn't said anything. "I know all of you want to say something. You can, but please only one at a time."
"How is it that you weren't injured by the bomb?" a nurse asked.
Bakura shrugged, "There are times when my powers still do things I have no control over."
"How did you get back here?" Dr. Kay asked.
"I walked until it got dark," Bakura answered. "When the sun set I was able to summon my powers again and I was able to get myself back here faster than walking."
"What are you going to do now?" Dr. Kay asked.
"Go home," Bakura answered. "Once I get myself up and out of this chair." Dr. Kay came forward and held out her hand. Bakura looked at it for a moment, and then reached out and took it. She helped him to his feet, and he had to lean against his desk for a moment before he was able to move. "I don't know if I'm going to be able to drive. I'm exhausted even though it's night."
"I'll drive you home," Dr. Kay said. "I'll come and pick you up tomorrow, or will you be in tomorrow?"
"I don't know yet," Bakura answered as they left his office. "If I decide I'm going to come I'll just walk. I will most likely sleep through tomorrow and wake up again the day after."
"Then just take the day off tomorrow," Dr. Kay said. "You've more than earned it."
ooo
Dr. Kay got Bakura back to his apartment. Once he was inside he collapsed onto his couch. He wanted to stay there and not move, but he knew he couldn't. He sorely wanted to take a shower and get into some real clothes. Reluctantly he got to his feet and went to take a shower.
Once changed into fresh clothes, he fell onto his bed and closed his eyes.
ooo
Author's Note: I know this is a pathetically short chapter, but I wanted to post something since I haven't done so in a very long time. I'm getting some more ideas for this, so I'm hoping the next chapter will be much longer. Until next chapter then; review me and tell me what you think.