Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Death Awaits ❯ Chp.1 Mall fun and Heads will roll! ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Malik and Bakuras kinky slave 
The mall is fun, when you "crash and burn".
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Horror | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 560 | Status: Work In Progress
The mall is fun, when you "crash and burn".
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Horror | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 560 | Status: Work In Progress
I just finished writing this a few seconds ago. It's kinda a spur of the moment thing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Nor do I own "Insane Clown Posse" which, in case you didn't know, is a major, kickass band. I also don't own "I-pod" or whatever. I own one. But not the manufacturer, So yeah.
This is sort of a comedy yet horror kind of thing.
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< br> "Hurry up Yami! We were suppossed to meet Anzu and Jou at the mall 5 minutes ago!" Shouted little Yugi.
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Yami shouted back.
The two look-a-likes hurried out the front door of their 2nd appartment and rushed down the stairs.
They jumped into the car and took off towards the mall, that was on the other side of the city.
Meanwhile, Anzu waited at the mall, counting the seconds until she saw her beloved 'Yami' again.
Jou was pigging out on the free food samples.
And no one cares about Honda.
Also at the mall were Ryou and Bakura.
As Ryou scanned through the dorky,out-of-date,clearance sale articles of clothing, Bakura was bus scanning the expensive, sexy, really-really-tight "leather" articles of clothing.
Bakura was also listening to Insane Clown Posse's " Chicken Huntin' " on his newly stolen 'I-pod nano'.
Finally, Yami and Yugi made their appearance.
Anzu nearly fainted at the sight of Yami.
Jou continued to pig out on the Free Samples.
And no one cares what Honda did.
As Bakura turned to leave the store with his stolen merchandice, he noticed Yami running to meet up with Anzu.
"Crash and burn, crash and burn, crash and BURN!" He chanted to himself hatefully.
Sadly though, Yami did not "Crash and burn" as Bakura wished him to. He did stumble though.
Bakura did a little victory dance in his achievement.
Quickly looking around, to make sure no one saw him dancing, he walked out of the store, making sure that he would not run in to the "Pharoah" due to his love of leather.
But in fact, someone had seen Bakura do his "victory dance", and, in fact, it was two person's. And those person's were Malik and Marik, who were about to die from laughter.
They both had been stalking Bakura all day just to witness one of those odd, and very rare moments. And they were going to cherish that memory forever. On video.
Yes, they had brought their Video Camera with them. Can you say "Blackmail"?
Marik and Malik let out an evil sort of laugh as they left the store.
Could they find more people to blackmail? Yes they could.
And guess who was next?
Yami.
Malik and Marik would now stalk the Pharoah, armed with their video camera, of course.
They were all so wrapped up in there fun, that they didn't notice a red eyed female that seemed to be everywhere they went.
The day had flown by it seemed, between Malik and Marik recording fresh Blackmail and Bakura scaring little children shitless, it was quite busy.
Now came the time for everyone to head home.
Ryou, Bakura, Malik, and Marik left without a word.
And everyone else said their good-byes and left.
Still, no one had noticed the shadowy figure that hunted them and even if they had, it was too late.
Anzu drove toward her appartment complex in a bit in a hurry. Rain attacked her windshield at an alarming speed. The storm had come from nowhere it seemed. The clouds up ahead were black and ominous. They seemed to go on forever.
As anzu stared at the clouds she hit a large pool of water and was sent spiraling across the road. Her spiral was short lived ,however, as she collided with a street sign.
She let out a small scream as her head slammed into the stearing wheel.
A few minutes later, Anzu lifted her head up off the stearing wheel. She felt liquid slip down her forehead. She reached up and touched it and pulled her hand back to see what it was.
She saw blood.
There were little "thuds" as the rain continued to attack her car.
Suddenly, there was a much louder "thud" that landed on the roof of her car.
Curious to what it was, she opened her car door and stepped out.
The rain slammed against her painfully and soaked her instantly.
She looked at the roof of her car and saw a person dressed completely in black.
She felt like the person's blood red eyes were stareing straight through her.
The person jumped off the car and landed right next to her.
She made no sound, Anzu didn't even hear a 'splash' when the stranger had landed in the slowly growing puddle that she stood in.
The stranger moved forward until Anzu could see the whites of their eyes.
The stranger was also a "she".
Her black hair clung to her face, as she was also soaked to the bone.
Her skin was pale, and her black trench coat covered everything below the neck except for the tips of her boots.
Anzu asked her who she was, and were she had come from. But, there was no answer. The woman had a look in her eyes that was unreadable as she advanced closer. Anzu backed up Two steps for the every one step the woman took towards her.
The woman just smirked and continued her advance.
Anzu went to back up more, but found she had reached a dead end.
When the woman reached her, she reached inside her jacket and pulled out a knife.
Anzu wanted to scream, but her mouth stayed shut, not letting her.
The woman twirled the blade between her fingers.
"W-why are you doing this?" Anzu finally managed to ask.
Once again the woman smirk.
"Because" the woman's voice sent a shiver up Anzu's spine and made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end," you are a friend of the Pharoah. And for that, you must die."
This time, Anzu screamed. She took off towards her car, but she never made it.
Something wrapped around Anzu's ankle and tripped her.
Slowly, she was dragged back towards the woman. Anzu struggled, but it was of no use.
She was going to die.
Anzu began to cry.
There was a harsh laugh behind her.
"Crying won't save you." The woman said laughing harshly again.
Anzu was lifted up by her neck and dangled in the air.
"P-please, don't do this!" Anzu begged.
"Too late." The woman replied.
Anzu's head rolled down the street towards her car.
The woman smirked once more and disappeared in a fit of insane laughter.
The rain stopped and the clouds dissappated, leaving a beautiful cresent moon to shine through.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Nor do I own "Insane Clown Posse" which, in case you didn't know, is a major, kickass band. I also don't own "I-pod" or whatever. I own one. But not the manufacturer, So yeah.
This is sort of a comedy yet horror kind of thing.
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< br> "Hurry up Yami! We were suppossed to meet Anzu and Jou at the mall 5 minutes ago!" Shouted little Yugi.
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Yami shouted back.
The two look-a-likes hurried out the front door of their 2nd appartment and rushed down the stairs.
They jumped into the car and took off towards the mall, that was on the other side of the city.
Meanwhile, Anzu waited at the mall, counting the seconds until she saw her beloved 'Yami' again.
Jou was pigging out on the free food samples.
And no one cares about Honda.
Also at the mall were Ryou and Bakura.
As Ryou scanned through the dorky,out-of-date,clearance sale articles of clothing, Bakura was bus scanning the expensive, sexy, really-really-tight "leather" articles of clothing.
Bakura was also listening to Insane Clown Posse's " Chicken Huntin' " on his newly stolen 'I-pod nano'.
Finally, Yami and Yugi made their appearance.
Anzu nearly fainted at the sight of Yami.
Jou continued to pig out on the Free Samples.
And no one cares what Honda did.
As Bakura turned to leave the store with his stolen merchandice, he noticed Yami running to meet up with Anzu.
"Crash and burn, crash and burn, crash and BURN!" He chanted to himself hatefully.
Sadly though, Yami did not "Crash and burn" as Bakura wished him to. He did stumble though.
Bakura did a little victory dance in his achievement.
Quickly looking around, to make sure no one saw him dancing, he walked out of the store, making sure that he would not run in to the "Pharoah" due to his love of leather.
But in fact, someone had seen Bakura do his "victory dance", and, in fact, it was two person's. And those person's were Malik and Marik, who were about to die from laughter.
They both had been stalking Bakura all day just to witness one of those odd, and very rare moments. And they were going to cherish that memory forever. On video.
Yes, they had brought their Video Camera with them. Can you say "Blackmail"?
Marik and Malik let out an evil sort of laugh as they left the store.
Could they find more people to blackmail? Yes they could.
And guess who was next?
Yami.
Malik and Marik would now stalk the Pharoah, armed with their video camera, of course.
They were all so wrapped up in there fun, that they didn't notice a red eyed female that seemed to be everywhere they went.
The day had flown by it seemed, between Malik and Marik recording fresh Blackmail and Bakura scaring little children shitless, it was quite busy.
Now came the time for everyone to head home.
Ryou, Bakura, Malik, and Marik left without a word.
And everyone else said their good-byes and left.
Still, no one had noticed the shadowy figure that hunted them and even if they had, it was too late.
Anzu drove toward her appartment complex in a bit in a hurry. Rain attacked her windshield at an alarming speed. The storm had come from nowhere it seemed. The clouds up ahead were black and ominous. They seemed to go on forever.
As anzu stared at the clouds she hit a large pool of water and was sent spiraling across the road. Her spiral was short lived ,however, as she collided with a street sign.
She let out a small scream as her head slammed into the stearing wheel.
A few minutes later, Anzu lifted her head up off the stearing wheel. She felt liquid slip down her forehead. She reached up and touched it and pulled her hand back to see what it was.
She saw blood.
There were little "thuds" as the rain continued to attack her car.
Suddenly, there was a much louder "thud" that landed on the roof of her car.
Curious to what it was, she opened her car door and stepped out.
The rain slammed against her painfully and soaked her instantly.
She looked at the roof of her car and saw a person dressed completely in black.
She felt like the person's blood red eyes were stareing straight through her.
The person jumped off the car and landed right next to her.
She made no sound, Anzu didn't even hear a 'splash' when the stranger had landed in the slowly growing puddle that she stood in.
The stranger moved forward until Anzu could see the whites of their eyes.
The stranger was also a "she".
Her black hair clung to her face, as she was also soaked to the bone.
Her skin was pale, and her black trench coat covered everything below the neck except for the tips of her boots.
Anzu asked her who she was, and were she had come from. But, there was no answer. The woman had a look in her eyes that was unreadable as she advanced closer. Anzu backed up Two steps for the every one step the woman took towards her.
The woman just smirked and continued her advance.
Anzu went to back up more, but found she had reached a dead end.
When the woman reached her, she reached inside her jacket and pulled out a knife.
Anzu wanted to scream, but her mouth stayed shut, not letting her.
The woman twirled the blade between her fingers.
"W-why are you doing this?" Anzu finally managed to ask.
Once again the woman smirk.
"Because" the woman's voice sent a shiver up Anzu's spine and made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end," you are a friend of the Pharoah. And for that, you must die."
This time, Anzu screamed. She took off towards her car, but she never made it.
Something wrapped around Anzu's ankle and tripped her.
Slowly, she was dragged back towards the woman. Anzu struggled, but it was of no use.
She was going to die.
Anzu began to cry.
There was a harsh laugh behind her.
"Crying won't save you." The woman said laughing harshly again.
Anzu was lifted up by her neck and dangled in the air.
"P-please, don't do this!" Anzu begged.
"Too late." The woman replied.
Anzu's head rolled down the street towards her car.
The woman smirked once more and disappeared in a fit of insane laughter.
The rain stopped and the clouds dissappated, leaving a beautiful cresent moon to shine through.