Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dramatic Influences ❯ Attempted Actions ( Chapter 22 )

(some of you who have read/seen the entire show/manga I know this isn't how it happened just lettin' ya know that I know ….so its different.)

 

Domino

Malik

 

 

Time fools all beings.

 

It has only been two months since I have been here last and yet it feels like a lifetime.

 

A very cliché saying but when you are me these types of things you can relate to. Apparently the pharaoh must cross worlds…. It was expected since he is a spirit sharing a body with a human who has not been properly trained to handle a spirit of such caliber. Despite that he seems to be healthy such manner like switching minds could reduce the amount of years in his life.

 

Although that isn't the only reason he should go.

 

When he had defeated Yami no Bakura in the TRPG we thought that it was the last of it.

 

Then Atem (or Yami as what Yugi calls him) could live on.

 

As always the truth is a painful thing… When the pharaoh had to go back to Domino Isis and I realized that there is more to everything. There seems to be a ceremonial duel between Yugi and Atem.

 

A final battle in which that I pray that the pharaoh looses.

 

He is not of this world and I know Anubis wont let him stay with the living too long.

 

I remember when Atem had came with his friends to Egypt… although I saw no one that resembled the girl that I conversed with at Battle City. The one who has taken my darker half into custody.

 

To as why she did that still seems as much a mystery to us all.

 

Either way he is still alive.

 

With that thought I felt myself clench my hands in anger. I did not look but I could tell that they had formed a lighter shade of color. Damn it why did she do that!!?? It would have been so much easier to have killed him!

Psh, women.

 

Hn? (A/N :D Hiei!)

 

I glanced over to the other side of the street to see the brunette girl making a very fast pace towards most likely her home. Worry filled her face and I believe she seems whiter than when I last saw her.

 

Is it worry?

 

My darker half probably.

 

She should have known that he was nothing but trouble. But why would she run? The last e-mail that I received from Yugi told me that all he could do was talk. Has he threatened her? Probably, considering that he has been in bed for so long she has no idea what he is capable of.

 

Even I would cringe at his possible empty threats..

 

Despite my every nerve tell me `no' my body had decided to follow the woman and see what he has threatened her.

 

Her pace was rather fast at times I had difficulty seeing her, although her blank expression that is now spread across her face showed that she most likely didn't realize that she was practically running!

 

Finally she slowed down to an old apartment building, what do you expect from a city?

 

She then hesitantly reached for the knob on the door and pulled it open.

 

Yami no Malik was standing outside the doorway with a face full of disgust and not a cringe tainted his devilishly perfect face. He then forcefully grabbed her, shutting the door with a nuclear-like pang.

 

Now things brought up questions.

 

I ran towards the door.

 

No…. I shouldn't go in there just yet.

 

I then attempted to circle the building to find a window that lead directly to the kitchen. Cautiously I peered through the window, not to let anyone see me….although… at the sight I could feel my jaw almost drop. Yami no Malik had grabbed a knife, tearing off her clothes in a messy fashion. Is this what he has been doing to her for so long?

 

She has really lied hasn't she..

 

No!

 

I saw the girl's head arch back in pure pain.

 

He just stabbed her leg.

 

Damn that fucking bastard. My hand stayed ready at the window in attempt to smash it and help the girl although I froze when I saw him position himself on her and started pumping into her as if she was not in pain. A pool, literally, of blood literally surrounded them. Yami no Malik then released himself inside of her and left. I just stood there in shock and sorrow.

 

Damn it this has to stop!

 

With almost all of my strength I attempted a blow to the window….at least I attempted a blow…