Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Am A Vampire ❯ 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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The first thing I am aware of is the touch of something cool against my forehead.

Then pain.

I just want to drift off into sleep peacefully, but the sensation of the cold thing is distracting. I open my eyes to a blurry world, blinking, trying to focus. The best I can do I watch the white blob lean forward and reach towards me.

It sits me up gently and I mumble a protest.

"I told you not to faint on me, Ryou-sama."

The voice is light and humorous, but I can't... No... Wait...

I bury my head in my hands in confusion, trying to piece together my hazy mind. "...the fuck?"

My voice is scratchy and tired. Why can't I...

"Fuck! T-that... Shit!" I reach towards Bakura-san, feeling dizzy, disoriented. "Bakura-san... That... Mummy. That was my mother. What... Bakura-san!!!"

The man grabs my fore arms and tugs me into his chest, rubbing my back gently. "Shhh. It's okay. It's gonna be okay."

"N-no, it won't! Tell me what that was! Who it was!"

"That, Ryou-sama, was your mother. Queen of the Vampires."

"N-no! NO!" I start to cry. "What's going on! That wasn't my mother... No..."

Bakura-san kisses the top of my head and holds me tighter, a small sigh escaping from his lips.

"Ryou-sama, it is true. Listen, Cain, you know him from the christian bible, was turned into a vampire by four angels, Micheal, Raphael, Uriel, and Gabrielle, punishment for refusing God's good grace, refusing to venture back into the Lord's arms. Cain met a beautiful woman, Zillah, who he fell in love with, but as much as he tried, she turned from his affections. He sought the help of an old crone, so that she could melt Zillah's cold, ice heart. In turn, Cain was bonded to the crone, bonded in the ancient blood ways of our people. For a year and a day, he served the crone, and she never took his blood again, so he broke her will and killed her.

Zillah then gave birth to a child, heir to the vampiric throne. After Cain dissapeard, this child became the King of Kindred. His name was Jyhad.

Jyhad ruled for thousands of years when he met a psychic ancient, who told him of what was to come. Jyhad would meet a beautiful human woman and fall in love with her, and have a child with her, but the strain on her fragile body would make her to weak to live, and Jyhad would turn her. The child would be the first hybrid to live past childhood, but at the age of sixteen, the child, now a young man would be in danger of dying at the hands of another ancient.

The death of the child would bring the vampiric apocolypse, for he would be the only one to stave off other dark creatures, creatures that wished to over take the vampire and mortal world alike.

Ryou-sama... You are the only child of Jyhad, father of Kindred, and Caitiff, his once mortal queen, who rules along side of her King.

She's alive, Ryou-sama. Your mother never died in that 'car crash', the man who you thought was your father tried to kill her. But Jyhad had fallen in love with her, and allowed no harm to come to her, nor her unborn child."

I close my eyes and shake my head, trying not to move. "Shut up... Just shut... shut up... M-making up fairy tales... I-is a pretty shitty thing t-to do..."

Bakura-san growls and pushes me away from him, holding me away at arm's length. He opens his mouth and I see nothing special about it. Then, out of no where, his canines lenghten into little fangs, his eyes sneering at me.

I shrink back and whimper, fear making my stomach clench. My breathing hitches with more sobs. My mind is full of haze and shock, and my body simply... Hurts.

Bakura-san brings me back into an embrace, shushing me again, and slips something into my hand.

I glance down quickly, then gasp and drop my Mother's Sennen Ring.

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(B. POV)

I cradle the boy to my chest gently, listening to him breathe.

"Bakura-san?"

"Yes, Ryou-sama?"

"How did you become a vampire?"

I freeze for a moment, then tilt my head to one side. It's hard to remember that far back. Oh, yes.

"I was seventeen, and living in Egypt as a tomb robber and theif to simply live. It was just Marik and I. We were constantly at eacho other's throats, but we got things done. I met Jyhad one night, and we made fast friends. On my eighteenth birthday, he decided to change me. I kept living with Marik until he turned eighteen, and then Jyhad changed him also, because living forever without my best friend to blow things up with me would just be boring. "

"Wow... So you really are that old..."

I sigh. "Yeah, I know."

Somwhere downstairs, a door slams and the two of us tense, and Ryou whimpers as a voice calls out.

"Ryou, I'm home!"

Ryou's eyes grow wide with fear and he lefts out a pained whisper. "Dad..."