Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Fateless ❯ The Danger Within ( Chapter 1 )

Lusciousdragon: Thanks to mistress of ra for her review!!!

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-gi-oh…

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Marik was walking through Domino when he saw them. Yugi led the way, followed by Anzu, after her was Ryou, the rest were behind them, Marik's eyes searched through the group, his eyes finally resting on Serenity… Duke, and Tristan were following her, and Joey stood beside her, glaring at the two, if they got too close. The two ogled her, and were doubtlessly thinking lewd thoughts. `Sick bastards,' Marik thought, quite the hypocrite.

Joey saw him, and his eyes narrowed, he ran up to Marik, and glared at him saying, "What are you doing here freak boy?"

Marik merely closed his eyes, Joey's abhorrent feelings were to be expected, he could never expect to be forgiven for taking over the boy's mind.

Yugi ran up also, and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm walking, is that a crime?" Marik asked his tone acid filled.

"When you're a psychopath it is," Joey retorted.

"Hey Marik, long time no see," it Ryou, he was trying to keep peace.

Tristan came up, and seeing an opportunity to impress Serenity, he stepped in front of her and said in a would-be gallant voice, "Don't get to close Serenity, he's dangerous, but don't worry, I'll protect you."

Joey looked ready to bit Tristan's head off, but Serenity coolly replied, "I'm not scared of him."

Marik was stunned, as were the rest of them, but clearing his throat, Marik left.

The others stood silent, before beginning to talk again.

Marik heard a particularly loud comment made by Tristan, "You're pretty brave Serenity, but I'd be scared of a freak like that if I were you."

He sighed, leaning against the wall, then he heard another thing, someone tripped, and cried out, he looked back, and saw Serenity in Yami's grasp, apparently, the spirit had come out of the puzzle, and whirled around to save the girl. Yami kept holding her, even though there was no danger of her falling now. He saw a deep blush covering the girl's face, as she gave him a peck on the cheek. Marik gave another sigh, and walked away.

He was about to cross the street when his frame began to shake violently. He felt anger filling him, burning, blazing hatred. He felt something fighting inside of him, wanting to get out.

He ran to the nearest pay phone. He dropped a coin in, and grabbing the phone, he punched the phone number.

The phone rang on the other end, and he muttered, `Come on, come on, pick up.' At last the person on the other end reached the phone, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Ishtar residence."

"Isis??"

"Marik???"

"It's happening again," he said, fighting the unexplainable urge to rip the phone off the hook.

He heard the girl take in a sharp breath before replying, "OK, get home right now, catch a taxi, and get here."

He hung up the phone and saw a man flagging a taxi, he pushed the man over, and got into the cab. The man made an obscene gesture with his hand, and yelled a few choice words, that made the people walking by stare in shock.

Marik gave his address, and told the man to step on it. Then he hunched forward, his hands in fists, teeth clenched, and eyes shut, he was mentally battling the spirit who wanted to take over his body. The cabbie, seeing his position, thought that the boy was about to be sick, and in his new cab too.

"You all right, kid?"

Marik didn't reply, he was too busy fighting for the possession of his body. The finally pulled up in front of his house. Marik shoved a bunch of bills at the man, and took off, taking the stairs two at a time.

"Wait, kid, don't forget your….change?" The cabbie said, the only reply being the slam of the door. The cabbie counted the money, then counted it again, his eyes widened, he had gotten enough money to ensure that his family ate well for weeks.

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"Marik," Isis said, appearing in front of him, after hearing the door slam shut. "Oh thank Ra you're home, here, drink this."

So saying, she handed him a steaming mug filled with a ruby liquid, that she had obviously just brewed up.

"It's a potion, now drink it," he drained the cup, and handed it back to Isis, he blanched, the stuff tasted awful! "I know that it doesn't taste great, but it will keep the spirit from taking over your body, but it is only temporary, come on, we have to go to the museum, and then the library, and then the apothecary… Marik sighed.

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"Aha, it says here on this tablet, that the way to keep spirits away is by drinking this certain potion, come on, we have to get over to the library, so I can find out what I need to make this potion…"

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"According to this book, the potion we need contains a lot of strange ingredients, I have some of then, but I bet that The Witches Brew will have the rest."

"The witches what?" Marik asked.

"The Witches Brew, it's this store that carries a lot of ingredients needed in spells or potions, it also doubles as an apothecary."

"An apotha what?"

"An apothecary, they sell drugs and antidotes, many that they make themselves, these stores are fascinating, they sell every ingredient you could ever need." After saying this, Isis took Marik by the arm and dragged him to The Witches Brew.

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"Hello my dear, my, aren't you a beautiful creature, would that I were fifty or so years younger, and I would have swept you off your feet," cackled an ancient woman, eying Marik.

This place freaked him out, there were all these weird people here, all of them seeming to eye him with interest. Marik drew away from the old crone, and bumped into a man who seemed to be in the same age range as the woman. He smiled at Marik, showing a mouth full of gums. Marik screamed and ran, smacking into his sister.

"Can't you grow up?" She sighed.

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Only after they had left the `Freak Show store' as Marik called it, could he breathe easier. Suddenly it came back, all the hatred, all the anger, the rage.

Isis checked her watch nervously, "Oh Ra, the potion has worn off, Marik, listen to me, fight it… Think about good things, fond memories, happy dreams, anything. Don't give in to the anger, or the spirit will take over, and if he takes over, no potion will be able to get rid of him."

`Happy dreams, happy dreams,' he thought to himself, his mind going immediately to the dream he had had only the day before. The one with Serenity. He tried to remember how it felt to hold her, to feel her, to taste her. The evil spirit maliciously called up the memory of her kissing Yami. He ground his teeth, his dreams couldn't compete with the reality of the situation, the fact of the matter was, she liked Yami. He knew that it was the dark spirit, whispering things to him, and his treacherous brain was going along with the wicked being that occupied his body. He fingered the Millennium Rod. After the Battle City incident, he had had it melted, and reshaped, only this time, much smaller. He wore it around his neck now, as a reminder. `Yami,' he thought, trembling with suppressed rage. `Yami, you will pay dearly for what you have done.' The spirit's laughter echoed in his mind, and the mini Millennium Rod glowed…

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LusciousDragon: Done that chapter…..

BTW: Whenever he referred to Yami he was talking about Yugi's Yami…