Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Desert Tears ❯ Chapter 5: Thief King Bakura and the Ring of Power ( Chapter 5 )

(I don't own lord of the rings or anything that has to do with it)

Chapter 5: Thief King Bakura and the Ring of Power

Kurai ran down the stone corridors as the sound of the pounding rain fell from sky. The other gang had split from her to cover the south side of the palace and Kurai ran to search the northern side of the place she called home which was the palace of Cairo. As she ran through the deserted stone hallways of her home, the rain pounded at the ground like her heart pounded insider her chest, her garments were soaked and she was tired from the running and searching, but she kept going. As her gold piece around her waist, neck and arms grew wet Kurai began to slow down, her sleeveless desert gold knee length dress was now a faded scroll gold, the light blue sash that hung down from the waist gold piece was now a darkened blue and her navy blue cape had tears and was dragging down along with her shoes. At long last she tripped on a piece of gold from the ground and fell to her knees for she was tired.

“This…. is…like…finding a grain…..of sand…..in a…labyrinth…improbable…” Exhausted from running and cold from the rain Kurai took a chance to look around. There was no one in sight, darkness was behind her, but light was ahead she had almost reached the other side of the palace. Her golden bangs were dripping wet and the rest of her black hair was drenched just like the rest of her body, but it was awkwardly silent. Only the pounding of the rain against the ground was heard, no crickets or wind just the sound of the pending rain against the walls of stone and the soggy ground.

“How can it be this silent…where are the others?” Kurai rose to her feet and began to walk towards the exit, but she heard another set of footsteps behind hers. “Hello?” She paused her steps, but started to walk faster. “Yuugi? Jounochi? No voice followed, but a message was carved in the sand.

“I found you.”

Kurai breaks into a fast jog, but turns back again. “Mai? Tristan? Duke?…Rebecca?” When no one answered this time she broke into a fast run, running to the exit, but it didn't seem to get closer.

“NO! NO come back…I need to get out.” Kurai ran as fast she could go, with the rain pounding, her heart bursting, no one around her…everything went black as a quick wave of pain hit her.

After about two or three hours Kurai's crimson purple eye's opened up once again to see a snow white haired man sitting over head.

“I see the princess has awoken.” A bone chillingly evil chuckle followed his statement and Kurai looked at him confusingly.

“Who are you? Why does my head hurt so much?

“Well my dear I am Bakura, Thief King Bakura.” The golden pendant around his neck glowed. It was a golden triangle in the center of a ring with little golden spike like figures hanging of the side, it had the millennium eye of the sacred items.

“Bakura was it? How did you get one of the 7 sacred items?” Bakura approached her, she had been chained to a wall, but the chains were replaced by a golden aura, she couldn't move. “You harnessed the magic?”

“Yes I have my dear. I have the power of sealing away, I could seal away your soul into the shadow realm…but” He approached her “Your so devine…so pretty none like any other in the land…I want you.” Another bone chillingly evil chuckle broke the silence.

“I don't want you…now let me the hell go…” She tried to break free of the golden aura, but it was usless break free as his warm, yet uneasy hands pressed her shoulders closer to the wall.

“My dear it is pointless to resist when you don't even have a sacred item” His brown soulless eye's drew closer to her face and his lips pressed vigoresly against hers, filled with no emotion but lust and no care. His grip tightened around her shoulders.

`I can't take this' She was surrounded by a black aura `I will not take this' With one thrust of wind Bakura was thrown to the other side of the room

“I will not take this anymore! Her crimson eye's glowed a bright Indigo “The kingdom is messed up because of me and I am gonna make things right by destroying you!” Kurai's hair waved violently upwards and she sent a dark wave of energy hurtling towards Thief King Bakura's millennium ring and cutting the rope securing it, but it didn't fall.

“What the?!?!” How…Why isn't it decending to the ground?” Kurai's eye's returned to normal and her hair was still waving at all in the air, and she carried the rage she felt towards being violated by the vile thief had dared to lay his face against hers.

“You have shadow power? Without a sacred item? How is this possible? The ring fell to the ground, but shot a stream of golden energy in the direction of Kurai, but her powers were still showing themselves and so with a quick raise of her left hand a shield of dark energy came from the ceiling and reflected the golden stream back at the thief king and piercing his left arm and the dark red blood splattered across the room. Some blood splattered on her tanned face and stained her chest region of her garmet…

“Tell me…Where is my father?” Kurai approaches Bakura, now mortally wounded and blood trickling down his arm looked into her glowing crimson eyes. “Or I shall make your death quick and painless.” She stared at him, he showed great fear in his eye's and feeling compassion and sympathy for this wounded soul, her eye's stopped glowing and her hair siesed movement

“Tell me now!” Kurai, still filled with rage held Bakura by his throat and was holding him up. “Tell me or I will kill you. I will.”

“Fine…Take the second hallway to your right if you turn left from the doorway, and follow the stairs up towards the top of the palace…and look for the throne room and go to the top battle platform and you can find your answer's there my dear.” The ring shot another stream of golden energy at Kurai and she hit the wall hard and dislocated her arm and groaned in pain.

“If you can get there.”

“I will get there!” Kurai shot one last blast of dark matter at Thief King Bakura and cutting off his arm and another at his heart.

“Fear not father…Lan…I am coming!”