Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ And They Thought One Thief Was Enough ❯ Chapter 3

Author's Note: Cool! Three whole reviews! I have to say this is more then I ever expected! Thank you all!

On the doll: I'm pretty surprised this character is as popular as it is. Rest assured it'll be appearing more often. It's a pretty main character in the story, starting in this chapter. Yay!

Chapter 3- Searching

Time: 11:58 pm
Location: The 3rd Bedroom of the previously mentioned house somewhere in the New Jersey suburbs.

 

Ryou Bakura lay awake in his new bed, thinking over the Spirit's words. He had said there was a dark force within his new relative. So far he hadn't noticed anything weird about her, apart from the doll. The doll… Ryou turned onto his side and stared at the wall. After making sure it was alright with his stepsister Ryou had driven a nail partly into the wall and there he had hung the Millennium Ring. Gazing at it's golden surface Ryou couldn't help but wonder if this all had to do with the Ring. Ever since his father had brought it back from Egypt strange things had happened one after another, as if the Ring itself attracted dark magic. Maybe his life would have been better if he never got the Millennium Ring…

Ryou almost jumped out of bed as he heard the quiet creak of his bedroom door opening a crack, letting a thin ray of light enter the room. Ryou, as if sensing that his silence would ensure survival, remained quiet. Maybe whoever it was would go away if it thought he was asleep. Faint padding footsteps, like a cat on its hind legs, crossed the uncarpeted floor towards where he had left his suitcases. What finally caused Ryou to sit up and glance across the dark room was the sound of a suitcase zipper being pulled.

What greeted his eyes was far more disturbing then any human robber.

There, searching through his things, was the doll his stepsister had been carrying around. As if driven by some demonic force, the toy moved far faster and smoothly then what would be expected from a stuffed doll. It looked as if it were searching for something far more valuable to it then anything Ryou had brought with him in those bags.

Unable to remain quiet Ryou made a small gasp and the possessed thing spun around to face him. Creepy as it had been in the light of day, the doll had somehow gained the air of a monster. It's eyes glowed like embers that seemed to look into it's distracter's very being and the shadows in the roomed seemed to swirl around its small form, making it seem far bigger and more threatening then a mere plaything.

And just as fast as it had turned to star it was gone. No movement on its half, simply the shutting of the door. Ryou was unable to sleep that night.