Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Abuse ❯ Horrors untold... ( Chapter 13 )

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Chapter 5 Horrors untold

You were now thinking that your decisions before had been very, very bad...

Marik may look like a really hot sweet guy...

But he was so evil it made you feel ill...

And there were two of him!

TWO!

Could you trust anyone in this place?

You already knew the answer...

You could trust no one...

Your feet pounded onto the limestone floor...

Your feet were bloody and cut...

You didn't remember taking off your shoes...

You heart raced, you didn't even realise you were still running...

Than, the feel of the ground under your feet changed...

It was wet, and sticky..

Mushy....

Like you were stepping through lumpy custard...

You stopped, and looked down...

You felt instantly ill...

Your were standing on someone's brain, in a pool of blood...

Your eyes travelled, and you saw where it was from..

You almost screamed...

Your eyes surveyed the carnage...

There were thousands of mangled corpses everywhere, blood splattered upon the walls...

You felt sick...

Very sick...

Had this been the battle you had over heard before?

All of this carnage, was... his work?

You shuddered...

Noting the terrible stench of death that surrounded you, trying to suffocate you...

How could anyone, ANYONE stomach being able to do this?

Than, your eyes fell upon the faces of the deceased thousands...

Your eyes went wide...

Their eyes...

They were pure white, there was no iris, no pupil...

Their facial features were not natural...

Just basic slits...

You wanted to throw up, but...

Your body just wouldn't let you...

"Come with us...." a voice whispered in the wind, you turned around, there was no one... no one living anywhere...

"Join us..."

"Come and give in..."

"Come and sleep..."

"Rest with us..."

"Give in..."

"Come with us....." the voices became loud, blaring into your ears, imprinting on your mind...

Than, they showed themselves, the voices, were none other than the souls of the dead...

In all their gory glory....

They slowly advanced upon you, you turned, and there were more, you spun around, always being met by empty eyes...

"No....no, stay away!" you screamed, as they came to try and suffocate you...

Trying to take you with them...

You were to frightened to notice the darkness that surrounded the room...

You didn't notice the golden eye that glowed faintly...

"Go back to wenst you came!" the deep, familiar voice that struck terror through your heart...

The souls screamed and for a second, you saw what they were once...

They were the people you had seen before....

The people upon the street just today...

Their screams were snuffed out, as were they...

"They.....they.......they were...." your body shook, as you collapsed to your knees...

Tears silently ran down your cheeks, as you brought your blood coated ands to your face...

How could anyone change them to...

"Are you alright, girl?" you heard the all too familiar voice of the normal Marik, You looked to him, fear in your eyes... his hand upon your shoulder...

"S-stay away!" you pushed his hand from you... and shakily got to your feet slowly backing away from him...

His purple eyes showed annoyance, and anger,

"You should be thanking me, wench! I saved your life.... even though you do not deserve to live...." the last bit he whispered, making it sound threatening, sinister...

You kept on back away, your back hit the wall...

Marik slowly advanced....

"You saved me so you could just torture me again.... so, tell me, does that count as really saving someone's life!?" you gasped after you realised just what you said...

Marik looked slightly taken aback, only for a second though...

"I didn't save you so I could have the pleasure of killing you, wench! So it still counts! Or would you rather next time I let you die!?" his eyes seemed to pierce through you,

You didn't like the way he was glaring at you at all...

"Maybe I would...." you whispered, plucking up a lot of courage, you pushed him out of your way, and kept on walking...

"Fine than, girl, if that is what you wish." He said mockingly... you heard his footsteps going away, getting fainter and fainter till you could not hear....

You sighed, and collapsed onto your knees again...

How did you get all that courage?

You realised tears were silently rolling down your cheeks again...

But why?

Were you crying from the shock?

Were you crying from fear?

Or.... or were you crying for Marik?

No!

It wasn't possible...

Why would you cry for him?

Him, of all people?

Maybe because he was so evil...

Had he always been like this?

Or had something happened to him?

Was he evil as a child?

You found that hard to believe, no child is that evil....

So, what had made him so evil?

Than it hit you...

What if these events would eventually do the same to you?

No...

It couldn't change you,

You were strong when it came to bad events, real strong...

Weren't you?

You pushed those thoughts aside, but too late, for the seeds of doubt were planted...

And you could do nothing about that...

Not one thing...

You didn't realise you had gotten up, nor that you were moving...

You didn't notice your hand open the door...

Nor did you notice the features of the room...

You just flopped down onto the bed, and fell asleep....