Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Baby of Mine ❯ The Angels I carried ( Chapter 58 )

Falling Leaves: You will see….

Bluesummers: I hope you like this chappie….

Danae: Yeah, she can be a cutie..when Cinetti isn't playing with her.

Dragondreamer: Grab your tissues…..

The Angels I Carried

Malik opened his eyes to see the first rays of dawn trickle through the curtains. He yawned and looked down in surprise to see Aten still asleep, but….older. Aten looked around sixteen, his hair having only one or two small patches of pink left on his hair. Malik stroked the boy's cheek. He was so beautiful. With the exception of the white hair, he was the exact replica of his father. His white hair gave him a very feminine appearance, however. Malik traced Aten's jaw with his finger watching the boy sleep. He was beautiful….all grown up.

He was beautiful, but, just as before, Malik wished he could see him grow up as he should…slowly. Aten didn't look like he faring too well, his face still covered in sweat and his fingers clutching the sheet.

"No…don't make me…..please…..No….don't touch me….," Aten pleaded, his eyes closed in fear.

Malik gently shook Aten's shoulder. "Aten, wake up."

"No….don't touch me…let me go…..Mommy…where's mommy…..," Aten pleaded in his sleep.

Malik jumped out of bed and ran to Ryou's room. Inside, Ryou and Bakura were hovering over Aria in the same state as Aten, clutching the sheets and pleading to an unknown person.

"No…I won't…..I won't do this…..can't make me….Aten….don't hurt Aten…," Aria pleaded gripping onto Bakura tightly in her sleep, her face covered in sweat, her face red.

Malik was quite surprised that Aria had also grown older….and she had physically matured to the body of a sixteen year old girl. She arched her back whimpering in her father's clutch.

"What is wrong with her?"

"I don't know. She's been like this for about ten minutes. I can't wake her up," Ryou said visibly shaking.

Malik walked to the foot of the bed. Aria's white hair was unfurled making her seem as beautiful as Aten in his sleep. Malik would be the first to admit….Ryou made two beautiful children with the help of Bakura and his yami.

"Aten's the same way. I can't wake him and he keeps saying someone is touching him. No one is in the room besides Marik and I."

"Isn't Marik awake?"

Bakura shook his head. "No, I bet. A pack of elephants running through the bedroom wouldn't wake Marik up. He literally sleeps like the dead."

Malik ran back into the room where Marik slept, his arms crossed over his chest. Malik shook his yami awake as Aten continued his pleas for help.

"Marik, wake up, something is wrong with Aten and Aria."

Marik's eyes shot open and he looked over at Aten, sweat-covered and gritting his teeth.

"Son?" Marik tried to shake Aten awake. "Aten, wake up!"

"Oh…god……let me go……Please…..," Aten's back arched and he threw his head back in a piercing scream gasping for breath.

Marik jumped up and brought his son into his arms. Ryou burst into the room.

"What was that?!"

"Aten just…began to scream...someone is hurting him," Marik growled. "And I think I know who it is." Marik's eyes narrowed. Anubis was angering the wrong yamis. Anubis was playing with his son. "Nobody touches my son and gets away with it," Marik said throwing on a new shirt and pulling the Millenium Rod from the drawer beside the bed.

"Malik and I will stay with them until you get back. I can't leave them. At least let us try to get them back to sleep."

Bakura emerged from his bedroom twirling the familiar dagger in his fingers. The blade was still slightly stained from Ryou's blood when Bakura used it on him. Ryou always shuddered when he saw it.

Marik kissed his son's cheek and turned to Bakura. "We have to get the pharaoh. We'll have to come back for you, Ryou. We won't be long, I hope. It depends on how fast Mr. High-And-Mighty Pharaoh can get out of bed."

"I just hope he's dressed. I do NOT need to see…THAT in the morning. I've seen enough already this morning. Ryou," Bakura kissed Ryou on the cheek. "I'll be back for you. Now, you do realize that what we are going to do is very dangerous. I can't guarantee your safety, but I promise you I will do my best to keep you safe."

Ryou wrapped his arms around his yami. "I love you, yami. Please….I want to save my kids."

Malik wrapped his arms around his yami. "I'll stay here with Aten and Aria when you take Ryou. Someone should be here for them. I love you, Marik Ishtar."

Marik pulled Marik into a tight kiss. "Aishiteru, tenshi."

Ryou and Malik watched Bakura and Marik left. Both of them held onto each other sighing, hoping that everything was going to be ok.

"If I'm going to be gone long, I should take my medicine. I have to eat, so I'm gonna make something quickly. Do you want anything to eat?"

Malik shook his head. "No. I think I'm ok."

Malik's POV

I went upstairs to check on Aria and Aten again. Poor kids. I felt so bad for Aria yesterday. These kids were caught in the middle of a maniac's plan of revenge. They were really sweet kids. Aria looked so cute as a kid, her little white spiky mane done in ponytails on each side of her head. To my relief, the pink had almost completely washed out of Aten's white and blonde hair. I smiled knowing he looked so much like Marik and Ryou, two of the people I would always love.

I heard the door open behind me and I turned to see Aria standing there. She looked so tired…her eyes half closed, her hair knotted, her Dark Magician doll in her hand……DARK MAGICIAN DOLL?????!!!!

I stood up and watched her trying not to let on that I knew about the gnawed doll in her hand.

"Is Aten awake yet?" she asked me calmly and with a monotone voice that was kind of creepy.

I looked down at Aten who began to open his eyes. I didn't know if I should be relieved or even more worried. She slowly advanced on me throwing her doll down.

Backing up, there was little place to go. Aten's crib was still there, a testament to the baby he will always be to me.

"Aria….we…can't do this…," Aten whimpered next to me. It was obvious he was still struggling. Maybe Aria and Aten were hearing the same voice.

"Aria, I'm your mom. I held you. I love you."

"Mom…..I….can't…fight it…" Aria said tears streaming from her eyes.

"I know you can't, baby. But try. It may seem hard, but try to fight that demon inside of you. You don't really want to hurt me or your mommy. Both of us love you."

Aria shook her head. "Pain….mom….can't….." Aria's eyes opened wide and her lip curled. "Fight…."

Aria flew at me gripping onto my shirt and pinning me to the bed.

"Hold him, Aten!"

Her hands clasped me around my neck. Aten grabbed my head pulling it down so I couldn't struggle. With her thumbs she pressed hard on the front of my throat.

My fingers gripped onto her shirt, I tried to kick her off. My legs lift figuring I can kick her off. She moves to the side of me where I can't kick.

A tear falls on my forehead. Aten is crying.

"We're sorry, mom….," Aten cries.

Aria snarled at me, "Stop…breathing……," then let out a sob, "Don't hate me….sorry…."

Aten holds my arm down and I feel my fingers go numb. The room starts to spin. Both of the kids start to cry. I think they know what they are doing…..can't breathe…….start to gurgle……Marik……..start to whimper…..no air………..Marik…….I…..love……y ou. Marik…….can't breathe……love …………………………̷ 0;…………………you.

Ryou's POV

Who knows what was going to happen when the yamis and I go to the Shadow Realm? We may succeed and eliminate Anubis from our lives….or…I will give my life in the process of saving my kids. I keep remembering my own mother. I would have to be brave for Aten and Aria. My little gems. I love them so much, I could never imagine my life without them now.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Maybe Malik was hungry. I knew I should have cooked him something. To my amazement, Aria and Aten walked in. It was to my relief that they were no longer looked in unbearable agony. However, I could tell from their faces that they were still in pain.

I ran to them and kissed my babies on the cheek and gave them each a hug. My precious little boy and my beautiful little girl…all grown up.

"Do you feel any better?" I ask Aria brushing back her beautiful spiky hair. Her hair was just like her father's…my little version of Bakura.

"Mommy…." Aten reached out and hugged me around my shoulders. He sounded upset as in Seto's library. "I'm sorry…."

"For what, angel?"

"For this….."

Aten squeezed me tightly and I couldn't move my arm. Aria had disappeared from my sight. I tensed when I saw a kitchen drawer being opened…it was the knife drawer. I knew that sound too well.

"Aria? Aten? What are you doing?"

I heard a snarling voice behind me. "Something we should have done a long time ago."

Aten began to cry as Aria walked up closer behind me. My kids were going to kill me!

"Mommy, please don't cry…don't scream……..I'm sorry, mommy."

I felt the blade cut my back a little as it ran up the back of my shirt. Aria cut the back of my shirt open.

"Aria…don't do this, please! I love you! I love you both! You do not want to do this!"
"I have to make the voices stop, mommy. They won't stop talking to me. They won't leave me alone. They tell me I have to do this."

Tears fell down my eyes as my already-scarred back was revealed to my daughter.

"I love you both! I carried you inside me! I fed you! Kept you warm! I protected you! I love you! I risked my life to bring you into this world!" I cried on my son's shoulder as I felt Aria pause behind me. "I'm going to make the voices stop, Aria, but you have to let me go."

Aria shook her head. "The voices tell me I must do this….and then they will let me go."

My poor daughter……my little girl. "They won't stop, Aria, even if you kill me."

"They have to! They have to stop!"

My daughter runs the blade of the knife up my spine. "I can make this quick, mommy." She put the blade on the top of my neck. "The voice told me if I pierce the third vertebrae it means an instant death (I'm not a doctor, guys, I think it's the fourth, but again, I'm not a doctor.)."

Aria raises the blade and I pull back from Aten hitting her nose with my head. She staggers back and I run to her grabbing her wrist. She drops the knife and it falls to the floor with a clang. Aria struggles against me. She's so strong! She pins me to the table and I punch her in the stomach. I didn't want to. It hurt me to fight my baby girl. I love her to death. But I couldn't let myself be killed either.

Aten stands by the wall possibly not knowing whether to help or to join in the contest between Aria and myself.

I take Aria's shoulder and she belts me across the face with her hand much like her father used to do to me. My cheek turns red and she picks up the knife from the floor. She runs at me and I barely dodge her, getting cut on the back of the shoulder. I cry out and Aten runs to me blocking the way to me.

"Aria! We can't!"

Aria grabbed her brother's shirt. "If you are not with me.." she grabbed his shirt making him scream. "You are against me."

I grab the knife just before it is about to cut into my son's neck. "Don't hurt him, Aria!" I try to push Aten out of the way, but without warning, he turns to me slamming me into the countertop.

His eyes glow a bloody red and he pins me to the wood. "You will no longer interfere in my plans!"

Anubis' voice! "Anubis, let my children go!"

"You think you could eliminate me, Ryou?" Cinetti's voice called from my little girl. "You think you had me defeated? Well, surprise…surprise…."

Aria ripped off my shirt as Aten held me down. My heart beat fast and it began to hurt almost as much as it hurt me to fight my babies.

I leaned back giving up the struggle. "I love you, babies. I love you."

Aria pointed the blade of the carving knife at my heart and lifted it up when the front door opened. Yami burst in first and found my little girl ready to stab me.

"Mind Crush!!!"

Yami extended his hand and my babies screamed out in pain. My darlings fell to the floor with vacant stares. The knife once again fell to the floor with a clang.

Bakura and Marik ran in after Yami and looked at Aten and Aria on the floor.

Their childhood flashed before my eyes…..my pregnancy…..bringing them home from the hospital….holding them and rocking them to sleep…..bathing them…feeding them….taking them to that petting zoo….they looked so happy. Now they looked at the ceiling with death stares in their vacant eyes.

I fell to the floor gathering them both to my body and letting out a low whimper. My babies…….my treasures…….soulless shells.

Marik and Bakura ran into the room and both fathers dropped to their knees.

Bakura gathered Aria to his chest. "My little girl…..I'm sorry."

Marik gathered Aten in his arms, crying the loudest for his fallen son whom he cherished. "My little boy…..I've failed you."

Yami and Yugi entered the kitchen where we all cried. "I had to…." Yami sighed.

The angels I carried……are gone….their first heartbeats….their first movements inside of my body…..all gone…replaced by these……..soulless eyes and limp bodies.

"I love you, angels," I cried into my hands.

Bakura gains his composure first. "Where is Malik?"

Marik's head shot up from his mourning his son. "Malik? Malik! MALIK!"

Marik darted up the stairs. From the upstairs, I heard Marik's cries. Where was Malik?

Marik's POV

I never felt any emotion seized me so tightly as when I saw Malik on the bed facing the ceiling. His eyes were closed and small drop of red came out of his mouth. I ran to my lover and pulled his body close to me. He felt very cold, but his heart only beat weakly.

"Malik! Malik, open your eyes! Tenshi?"

The rest of my hikari's friends ran into the room. He isn't breathing. Tiny bruises on the front of his neck attest to the abuse he suffered. I kissed his cold lips and a tear mingled with the red blood.

"You can't be dead, Malik! I love you, tenshi."

I put Malik down trying to think clearly. My lover was almost dead….my child was not in much better shape downstairs. I pulled him onto the bed. I used to help him study for that stupid Health class he had. He studied CPR, much to my amusement at the time. I gave him quite a different lesson during one of his "cramming" sessions…when I crammed something different than his studies into his head. Malik was always a good sport about it…always chuckling and bringing it up to me.

I leaned his head back desperately trying to force his lungs to accept my breath. Come on, Malik. Breathe. Take my air, if even for a minute….breathe, tenshi. Please, my mortal love…..breathe. Can't you see how I'm crying for you? That damn pharaoh won't let me forget this crying episode. He'll hold it against me for eternity. I don't care….as long as Malik takes one breath….even if he only stays alive for one second….just long enough to tell him that I love him….even if he only takes one staggered breath…to tell him how much me means to me.

His chest rises and falls as I struggle to fill those lungs up that held his mortal breath. Those lungs that called out to me in fits of passion, encased in that chest I longed to caress.

Come, tenshi..You cannot leave me! I try to listen for his heartbeat. It was still there.

Bakura tried to pull me off of Malik and I turned around to him in anger.

"I am NOT DONE YET! I CAN STILL SAVE HIM!"

"You've been at it for long enough, Marik!"

Bakura tried to pull me back off of Malik. I can save him! I can save him! Get off of me! Itemri! I can't give up! I can't give up! I love him! Let me go! I pull my arms free with a lot of struggle. If he just gave me one more breath…..

I placed my lips on Malik again praying to Ra that this one last time would work.

Much to my dismay……it didn't. Malik's heartbeat did not grow stronger…it was weak and growing weaker.

Malik….if you die…..you leave me alone. Do you know how that feels? To be alone? Without the one you love? I cannot die, Malik. I CANNOT DIE! If only Yami didn't put me that Ra-forsaken Millenium Rod! I would have only died once! But I'm immortal……I will not die……but I have lost you, Malik. I will have to live my life…..my immortal, lonely life……without you.

Without you…..Without you…..I would be nothing. Let me just kiss you one last time, my love, in case you leave me. I'm sorry I cannot hold you in my arms as you fall into the underworld. To comfort you, to be there for you. That is what I wanted….to be with you…to be there for you at your end…like Bakura was at my own. He held me for my last breath…I wanted to hold you for yours.

Looking down at my fallen hikari, I growl and clutch my Millenium Rod tighter than ever before. I felt the anger flowing through my brain, the fire grow in my blood. I removed the dagger from my Millenium Rod and I grabbed the blade quickly slicing into the palm of my hand. I clutched my fist together and held it over the body of my fallen lover. My blood fell like teardrops onto my lover's chest.

"By the blood of my body, the promise of my heart…..you shall be avenged, my hikari."

I could feel the lights going off in the house, the clouds slowly move in and a flash of lightening streak across the sky.

I was going to show Anubis the proper fury of a yami…..he has no idea who he just crossed.