Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ David and Alice ❯ Meeting David ( Chapter 2 )

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For the sake of sanity, Mokuba will be called Moku. Deal with it.

/Bakura to Yami Bakura/

//Yami Bakura to Bakura//

\Yuugi to Yami Yuugi\

\\Yami Yuugi to Yuugi\\

It's kinda long, so bear with me.

Also, should I change the rating for Alice's sick, twisted thoughts/behavior?

David and Alice

Demon Child

>Ryou Bakura's POV<

While the man, Jeff, went to get us a room I looked around the lobby a little. It wasn't picture perfect that was for sure. I fact, it looked like it hadn't been used it a great many years. There were 5 chairs with a horrible flower print on them and a love seat. I sat down on the left side of the mini sofa, knowing that yami would most likely come out to look around himself.

No sooner had I thought this then he appeared in his ghost like form. His eyes were fixated on the corner, as if trying to make something out.

/Yami?/

//What know?//

/Is there….is there really someone there?/

//I……..well, I…don't…..maybe.//

/You don't know do you?/

//Quiet// he though as I received the mental equivalent of static electricity in my mind. Nope, my yami never hurt me badly. If even at all, static doesn't hurt, that much.

/Is it possible for someone to actually be there?/

//……..//

/Yami?/

//Thinking, be quiet//

I started to look at the corner too. The fog had dispersed a little bit. But not much. I could still see a vague shape.

//Yes, hikari. It's entirely possible, I suppose. But…that means that the boy….what did that mortal fool call him?//

/Jeff?/

//Yes baka, who else?//

/He called him David./

//Yes, well, that means 'David' here was murdered.// I looked at the spot next to me. Of course to anyone else it would look like I was looking at the mirror that hung there. My yami's eyes were small and squinted. That meant that he was thinking and 'if I know what's good for me, I won't disturb' him.

//Suddenly I don't trust that man.//

/What man?/ making it all too obivious that I'd drifted off into my own thoughts.

You could feel the anger rising in him. 'Ok Ryou,' I thought, 'Do try not to make him mad.'

//Yes, don't. Jeff. Who else? There isn't another man here? Even if you weren't paying attention, you should still have been able to figure that out!//

I cringed.

/Yes. I'll try harder./

//You can not just try harder. It comes with practice.// he snapped. Once you get him mad at you, he becomes somewhat unpridicable. I tensed just in case.

//Geez Bakura…// and istantly I felt a uneasy calm settle over my mind. //Relax why don't you? If I wanted you dead or in pain you'd be dead and burried or in a lot of pain. Don't worry so much.// Hmm. We was minipulating my mind again. Not something I appreciated.

/That's not exactly something I can fix overnight…./

//Well try.// and with that he vanished. Just as well as Kaiba came back with Moku and 8 keys. He pocketed one, gave one to Moku with a 'be careful not to loss this' and then gave one to me.

"Take this. Your room is number 8. You can stay here whilie I get everyone inside. Moku, you stay here to." Kaiba said.

Moku blushed slightly at the use of his nickname in front of someone else, even though we all called him that know.

"Hey Mokuba," I said. "Is there really someone in the corner?"

He nodded slowly. "I don't understand why Seto can't see him."

//Foolish boy// came a snide remark from yami.

/Eh?/

//Mokuba is young, he can still see between the barriar. You have the Millennium Ring. It's not that hard.//

/You can understand that but not the use of zero?/ I mentally smiled.

//Shut up// he said in mock sweetness. That's the only thing from this time that still stumped him. Why we have a value to represent nothing.

//You didn't need something to respresent nothing in Egypt. You just didn't list it on an inventory sheet.//

/Guess you didn't have alegerbra then?/

//Nope.// he menatlly smircked, knowing that I hated algebra.

"Maybe Kaiba's going blind." My yami suggested through me before I could stop him.

Moku frowned. "Why would you say that?"

"Because he can't see something that is obiously there."

"He is not going blind."

"You sure? Maybe we should chuck something at him too make sure."

/Yami! Stop that!/ I ordered.

//Naw, too fun//

"Sometimes I worry about you Bakura, I really do." Moku said, moving away.

Jeff came back into the lobby and sat behind the front desk, scribbling on a paper. I looked out the window and saw everyone unloading everything still. Why girls need so much stuff I'll never know. Then something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. A paper had flown over to Jeff from….where?

Jeff picked up the paper and stared at it. Then he lifed his eyes to look at me, or rather, the empty space beside me.

"You 'ot a dead sibling kid?"

Aneme…..

"Yes." I said. "My little sister." I could just feel the saddness returning.

//I swear Bakura, one of these days you are going to have to get over that.//

/I know/

"Sister? You sure you don't have a dead older brother? Twin?"

I was startled. Why would he suspect………yami………..

"No," I said custiously. "Why?"

He lifted up the sheet and all I could do was stare at it.

It was a simple sketach of me, sitting on the sofa, looking straight ahead, though from the point of view in the picture, it was off to the right. But next to me was….

//Holy s-//

/YAMI!! Not in my head!!!!!/

Next to me was …yami. Staring at the drawer with narrowed eyes.

The problem, yami only looked half there; see through. Meaning….

//Well, so much for our element of surprise.//

/How'd he…but…how?/

//Stop talking half-thoughts.//

/But….how?/

//Stop.// he said lower.

/Yes yami./

//Good. Now. You wanted to know why? And how?//

/Yes/

//He's dead, I'm dead. Answer question?//

/Yeah. I think/

//Didn't know that. Hmm, I should've stayed in the ring. Now if he knows I'm here….//

/Is that a problem?/

//If he goes hostile on us hell yeah.//

/Yami…../

//Yes yes, if he goes hostile on us, yeah. Better?//

/Much. Guess we'll just have to deal with it when…if he goes hostile./

//Should've stayed in the ring…..//

"Hey kid, yo' 'right in the 'ead? I's talin' to you."

"Sorry. Phased out for a minute."

'Another person who thinks I'm mental.'

//Cause you are.//

"Then who is this? The boy that looks like you in the picture?"

//I dare you to answer that truthfully.//

/Quiet/

"A figmant of 'David's imgaination?"

Jeff eyed him suspiouly. "Well, ok. That the drawing though. I have no use for it."

Bakura grabbed the picture and pocketed it as Kaiba, Honda, and Jounouchi came in carring bags, and Shizuka came in without anything.

Following close behind were Yuugi and Anzu, both carring pink cases that said 'Mazaki Anzu' on them (sorry, couldn't help it ^___^;;;;)

Yuugi paused when he got to the door and shuddered violently.

"Yuugi, is something wrong?" Anzu asked.

"Nothing Anzu. Cold spot, I suppose." And then Yuugi got that 'listening' look in his eyes. I looked at him and then after sometime he turned his gaze to the corner and gasped.

"You see it to then?" Moku asked.

"See what?" asked Jounouchi as looked at the corner. "I don't see anything."

"Eh?" said Anzu as she too turned towards the corner.

"It's a mist, I think, with an outline…"

"Yep yep" said Bakura

>Yuugi Mutou's POV<

\Yami, what is it?\

\\ No clue. Looks like a spirit though…\\

\Thought you said you had no clue\ Yuugi teased.

\\ I did , but I didn't mean it\\

\Thanks for being honest…I think...\ and Yuugi heard a chuckle on the other end as his yami shook his head.

\\ Hmmm. It's certainly very interesting. You don't often see free-range spirits. Unually they are bound to something.\\

\Maybe it's bonded to…the inn?\

\\ Possiblity. Be careful nonetheless.\\

\Don't worry.\

\\ Somehow I'm not assured…remember the last time you said that….\\

\Everyone falls off their bike sometime or another yami…..\

\\ You said you'd be careful….\\

\ Well, I promise you this time I will.\

\\ Hmmm…..\\ Yuugi could tell he wasn't convienced.

>David's POV<

'Oh no! Not more people. Why can't they just stay away? They're only going to get themselves hurt.'

I retreated to the corner. No need for anyone to get a cold spot. And I knew that happened. Get to close and the air goes frigid.

Three people entered the room. No, wait, my mistake, three people alive and one dead. The oldest one was tall and had brownish hair with blue eyes. The smallest one had black hair that was messy enough to put mine to shame. The other two looked almost exactly alike. Only one looked ….. inocent, if that makes any sense at all. The other looked….darker. His brother? I supposed that it was possibly. Many relatives are haunted by dead realatives. Very queer… (and of course, queer means odd. Gay means happy, and fruity means it tastes like fruit)

The two that were brothers, for certain, left with Jeff. Proabably to get a room, or two. I just hope they don't come across Alice…not that she would attack during the day. She's foolish, but not that foolish. So she doesn't think before she does a lot of stuff. I really don't care what she does. Not even her freaky little magic thing she has as long as she stays away from me.

Odd. The innocent twin (as I asume they were) sat down and the dark one appeared beside him. Oh! Kodak moment (so I watch TV, gotta do something with my time, and God knows I have a lot of it)! I had to draw it! Yeah, so. I like drawing. Mom had me in a drawing class before…before …she killed me and Alice.

So of course, me being the little trickster I am, or so Jeff says, I got a pen, and paper from behind the desk, and drew. It's sort of hard to keep a grip on something solid for a long period of time, but I tried, and was doing a pretty good job if I do say so myself.

Looking back between the two, I could tell they were talking, or communicating somehow. At least it looked like it. I tried to get the dark twin see through. Was kinda of hard, but somehow I managed it. I knew better to simply walk up to the twins. They can….sort of see me, right? Better not to. After finishing, I gave the paper to Jeff. He stared at it and then asked the boy if he had a dead twin or brother.

He said he had a dead, little, sister.

Well then, who was the other ghost? I must investigate. Maybe if I could hear them? Ok yes, my curiosity is getting the better of me, I'll admit that. It not like I can help it. Maybe…maybe Alice could make it so I could hear them talking, if they are. I must see if she could.

Alright, now you're probably wondering how Alice can do this, right? I'm not sure myself. One day she was a happy-go-lucky child, the next she was a corrupted person, and I know, she would steal and be really mean just for the sake of being mean (she'd even started to scare our parents), and the next day, we're dead, and she can control nature and a lot of other scary stuff.

Scary isn't the right word. Its…freakish. I don't know how to describe it. Probably her best talent, and one she excerises on a daily basis, is shrinking stuff. Not just stuff, people. She does it for fun. She likes to see fear in people. Corrupted. But, she IS my little sister, so I am going to take care of her, even though she's dead. And positivly scary.

>Alice's POV<

I smiled to myself as I looked at the on coming people. After I get them, I'll had 25 dolls. I have 17 right now, only 15 captured. I went over to the draw which they were contained it. Fear and apprehesion greeted me with my new ability to sence emotions. Well, not new. Sixty years old at the least, but it was still a power in development. I reached over and picked up a pair which I had put together.

Both shivered slightly at my touch. Well, they were bound to. I AM a ghost and anything I touch goes cold. But they were shivering out of uncomfortableness and fear. Fear. Gotta love that feeling. The feeling of helplessness. The fact that knowing that you were menally tortureing someone. I loved it. All of it. It was a high in it's self. But, if I was to accire more dolls, new minds to bend and break, I'd need to come up with a plan.

'Don't worry, Mom, Dad. You're in good hands.' I though as I looked them over for the uncountable number of times, getting shivers in response. Oh, they were comunicating again. Let's listen, shall we?

'Demon child, that's what she it. We should have never had her. Never. I should have gotten the abortion.'

'Don't worry honey. We're safe, she can't do any more damage then she's done.'

I laughed. An out right, demom worthy laugh. "A demon child eh?" I mused. "Yes. It is rather fitting isn't it? And for your information, I can do much worse things. Your lucky I want an intact collection. I wonder? If I were to break, or cut, an arm or leg off, would it hurt?" and I swear I saw the features on my dolls turn to pure terror.

I laughed mentally and placed them back in the drawer.

Then the door did something it hadn't done in years. It opened. I, being the wise being I am, ran into the wall and vanished, halfway into it.

"Big brother! There's blood everywhere!" came a young voice.

"Oh….Moku, get out of here, now."

"Alright." He said paling. And them he looked at me. "Another one!"

"Moku, out."

"But Seto, there's another one!" he said pointing to me.

I raised one eyebrow. I hadn't expected that. I knew on was younger, but he looked old enough to be past the age that someone could see me.

'A child then! I exclaimed gleefully. Children are always fun to torment because they don't know how to fend for themselves. Yes. It didn't matter if I didn't get any of the others.

I wanted Moku.