Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Wings ❯ Cry ( Chapter 11 )

Cry

~I don't own Yugioh~

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Ryou kicked and punched as he was dragged into the basement by his arm by his yami. "Let me go Bakura!"

The white haired hikari had been waiting for Kairi to return with the medicine when Bakura had returned home with Marik and another male who he couldn't identify.

"Shut up brat!" the white haired yami said, turning around and slapping his hikari across the face.

The brown-eyed light let out a slight whimper but continued to struggle. "Let me go!"

Bakura snarled irritated. "You will be silent slave or I'll beat you so hard you'll wish you were in hell". He dragged his unwilling light down the stairs, Ryou stumbling over the steps but keeping his balance.

The white haired male tried desperately to get free. He knew Malik had already been caught by Marik and had no idea were Kairi was at the moment. He was thrown down the rest of the stairs by Bakura and slammed up against the wall. A trickle of blood left him split lip but he wiped it away hastily.

"Ryou, how nice of you to join us" a dark voice said coldly from in front of him.

The white haired youth looked up with dizzy vision and his eyes hazily focused on a blonde male in front him. At first he thought it was Malik but knew he was mistaken when he was lifted up by his collar. "You…" he whispered, his vision getting better.

"You? Truly Ryou, do you not even remember my name?" the elder male said with an evil smirk.

"I remember Marik," the white haired male said with spite, "Unfortunately". A harsh slap came to his face as soon as he said the last word and he whimpered in pain.

Marik hit a lot harder then Bakura did.

"Don't back talk to me you stupid waste of air," the violet-eyed yami said darkly, his eyes narrowing. "I though Bakura would have taught you that lesson by now".

The white haired male looked away submissively. `What can I do?' Ryou was awakened by a sharp yank on his hair and his body slamming head first into the wooden cement wall of the basement.

Ryou's body slid down the wall and crumbled onto the floor.

A shadow loomed over the defeated male and another soon joined it.

"Pathetic light" came the deep tone of Bakura a smirk passing over his lips. "Isn't it odd that something so defenseless is the cause of so much anger?"

Marik chuckled. "Yes, once he is broken though nobody will want him. Ryou will be nothing more then trash".

The white haired hikari was listening to this whole conversation but was to weak to move.

The white haired yami walked over to his light and grinned. "Listening to our conversation hikari?"

Ryou froze.

Bakura kicked his light in the ribs harshly and Ryou let out a silent scream, blood dripping from his lips slowly.

The yami pulled Ryou up so they were eye to eye. He smirked, "Aren't you going to ask about your friends hikari? Malik and Kairi maybe?"

The hikari looked up weakly his heart thudding in terror as he heard the name. "What. Did you do?"

Dark brown eyes seemed almost amused. He looked over his shoulder.

Ryou followed the gaze to where his yami was staring and he almost choked.

Malik was tied up against the far wall, his hands binded with ropes and pinned above his head. His mouth had a thick string of tape over it preventing him from talking. His feet were bound with rope also. He was tied to the walls so that he could not move from them. He was thrashing wildly.

"Malik!" Ryou screamed, struggling to get free.

The older hikari looked at the white haired youth with pleading violet eyes that looked as if they were on the verge of tears. The tape on his mouth muffled his screams.

"Let him go!" the white haired youth cried.

The white haired demon's grin widened but his grip only got tighter. "What do you think you are going to do about it Ryou? Worry about yourself pretty hikari". He kissed the smaller males neck teasingly.

Light brown eyes shot open and he thrashed under Bakura's grip. "No Bakura! Let go of me!"

The white haired yami grinned and threw his hikari against the floor.

The blonde hikari screamed into the tape covering his mouth, his violet eyed were scared for his younger friend.

"What's wrong light?" Marik asked amused, walking closer so he was standing eye to eye with his hikari. "Feeling left out?"

Violet orbs glared at his yami darkly. /Leave Ryou alone! He doesn't deserve what Bakura is putting him through/ he told Marik through their shared mind link.

The spiky haired blonde laughed spitefully and looked at his light with a predatory gaze. "Do you think I care what happens to that pathetic mortal? Bakura will decide his fate as I will choose yours".

The older hikari thrashed against his bonds, the rope making burn marks across his wrists and ankles. /Bastard!/

The yami smirked and slapped Malik harshly across the face.

Malik whimpered slightly but refused to back down to his darkness. /Why did you have to come back?/

The elder brushed his digits over the youth's tanned face with an evil glimpse in his eyes. "Do you actually think I could be so easily defeated by that fool of a pharaoh? No, I'll keep coming back for you light, you can count on it".

The hikari thrashed against the elder males cold fingertips. /Don't touch me!/

Emotionless violet eyes peered into softer more scared ones. // I will do so much more then just touch you my light// he said evilly through the mind link.

Malik whimpered when he could feel his darker half's heated breath on his neck.

The older yami's vampire like canines scraped over the tender flesh of Malik's neck before biting down, making the light thrash in pain.

The yami pulled away, watching the small stream of blood move down his lights neck only to be soaked up by his shirt. "How beautiful you are when you bleed light".

The smaller Egyptian didn't reply but struggled against the bonds. His violet eyes started a frantic search or where Ryou was.

The white haired hikari was nowhere in sight.

Marik seemed to sense what was distracting his light and smirked.

A sudden pained scream cut through the air making the blonde boys orbs widen. He recognized the scream as his friends.

"It seems Bakura is making haste and not wasting any time with that pathetic light of his," the evil blonde whispered against the bounded boys ear.

/I hate you! Why don't you back to hell where you belong?/ the sandy haired teenager yelled through the mind link.

Marik didn't even flinch but only smirked psychotically, "I own hell Malik".

A sudden black and purple fog surrounded them, coldness biting at the smaller teens bare arms.

`Oh Ra, he's taken us to the shadow realm' Malik thought in panic. He fell onto the endless black ground and his hands and ankles were rebound onto it with shadow chains. The tape disappeared from his mouth.

Marik stood at the foot of his light watching amused as the younger boy squirmed against the unbreakable binds.

"Let. Me. Go!" the dark eyed hikari said demandingly.

The spiky haired male only laughed and put his boot against Malik's stomach. He pressed down harshly extracting all of the oxygen from his hikari's lungs.

The tanned male sputtered when the boot was removed and then slammed back down into his stomach. His tanned fingers clenched the invisible ground beneath him.

"Welcome to your hell Malik. It's time to take away everything you've worked so hard to keep over the years," Marik said, laughing manically into the eternal abyss of the shadow realm.

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WARNING! POSSIBLE RAPE NEXT CHAPTER!