Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Late Nights ❯ Late Night Killings ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter one: Late Night Killings

The pub was in view. Footsteps sounded on the ashen pavement. Music boomed through the night. The darkened sky twinkled with the stars and shone with the moon. Thick sweat clung to the air at the entrance. IDs were shown and entrance granted. Three figures dressed in midnight black leather made their way through the heated crowd. The figures slipped through the dancing duos unnoticed and unheeded, their movements like shadows across a wall.

They glided slowly and soundlessly towards the counter, where a plump man was polishing a glass beer mug. His mustache twitched as he worked, focused completely upon removing the promising shade of lipstick from the rim. He glared at the glass and threw it to a slender boy standing nearby.

Cursing sounded softly, but was clearly heard by the shadowed figures. "Damn fuckin' lipstick, must be the new and `unremoveable' kind. JASON! Throw the goddamn thing in the trash! I can't stand to look at it; even fuckin' stain remover wouldn't work..." the man grumbled off moodily.

A dark smirk formed on lush pink lips, neither too thin nor too big. Green eyes flashed through the shadows, which veiled the face from sight. "Jisa," a deep and husky voice rang out softly, catching the attention of both assistant and manager. "If you can't remove the lip-stick, try vinegar," the dark voice rang out lowly with a deadly promise, a slight accent graced her words, causing it sound dark and sexy.

The assistant shook in his shoes, and glanced nervously at Jisa, the manager. He was slightly surprised when her voice didn't so much as affect him. His eyes widened however when the gruff old man smiled at the figure that had sat down on one of the stools, the other two flanked her sides, still standing. Silver hair shone in the darkness, and the bangs shadowed her face perfectly, reaching two inches past a perfectly shaped jaw. The whole head of hair was in chunks of hair an inch thick. A long and thin silver clasp held her hair up like a high ponytail, but the hair fanned out thickly. The strangely messy but hott looking clasped-up-hair hung in a thick bunch down to a well shaped butt, which would gain the immediate approval of any man who laid eyes upon it. The assistant Jason gulped audibly and turned his eyes away from the contours of her body, though it was hidden by well placed shadows.

"Ah, Tira, it's good to see you again," Jisa said gruffly, and winked at the calm and unamused woman, who's eyes were yet to be revealed. Jisa frowned when no response was heard from the young woman who looked to be a matured teen, which she most likely was. "What is it that ails you?" he asked in a slightly formal voice.

The girl's bangs shifted with a sudden movement of the head, and hidden eyes were raised to meet the man's expression dead on. A flash of light illuminated stunning features. She had pale and smooth white skin, lush pink lips that begged to be kissed raw, a graceful and matured jawline that wasn't so long as to make her look like an adult. Last and most eerily of all out of all the stunning beauty she possessed... the dark green emerald eyes that could hold both innocence and darkness. (A/N: the eyes are like Yami's, but they're narrowed a LOT more, a little more than Ishizu's. (Isis if you don't recognize the name, I've heard it many times instead) The eyebrows are normal, like Tea's for instance, but they hook a bit at the end and it creates a serious look to her. ^_- I'm done now) The large expressionless eyes stared back at Jisa in that moment with a foreboding feeling to them.

Jisa's mug fell from his now pale hand, shattering into many fragments. His eyes were widened slightly, and his face had lost a lot of its once `jolly' red tint. His face became serious and he turned to Jason. "Clean it up already, boy! I won't be steppin' on glass!" he boomed at him and tried to act `normal'.

Jason jumped to work in an instant, scared by his boss while those eerie emerald eyes watched half-lidded in boredom and completely expressionless as he rushed about for a broom.

Jisa turned his eyes to the dark expressioned teen in front of him, who acted far maturer than her age. He pulled a stool out from under his side of the counter and sat down with a plop, not caring that he was in the way of Jason, who was sweeping up all the shards with plenty of energy. Jisa leaned forward and looked the serious/bored teen in the eyes and asked so quietly not even Jason heard, "What happened?" His expression was of hard resolve, and he stared down Tira.

She only looked at him with a bored expression before raising her head a bit, causing her clasped up hair to flick slightly. The two figures sat down beside her, the shadows lifting from their features. The one to Tira's left had shocking dark green hair and deep violet eyes with a serious look gracing her features, unlike the stoic look that Tira wore. The one to Tira's left had shocking pink hair and pale blue eyes that were both perky and serious at the same time.

"The question isn't `what happened', it is `what is about to happen'," she said in a deep and darkened tone.

Jisa's voice widened immensely before narrowing. "This must be serious... I haven't seen Shanna EVER not crack a joke about work before..." he eyed the green haired girl, who was serious for once in her life. "And you Lizzy, you haven't been serious once since I've met you, always perky and cheering people up," his grim gaze turned to the pink haired girl, who didn't even crack a smile because of the situation. He turned back to the obvious leader, who's coldly serious expression promised death to any who angered her. "And Tira... I haven't seen you this cold since your parents..." he cut off his sentence, his voice smaller than normal. "Well enough about that," he said with a deep voice, then turned grim again. "What's going to happen?" he asked, a bit of uncertainty in his voice.

Jason had long since cleaned up the mess, and had instead turned his attentions to fixing people drinks.

Tira's eyes suddenly shadowed and her voice rang out quietly, but strongly, "This is `their' next target. `They' will be here at midnight, which should be in 5 minutes."

The plump Jisa's eyes widened, and his stool fell to the floor. He gulped from where he stood and regarded Tira with frightened eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked meekly. He didn't even receive an answer to his question, the answer being obvious. He stared at the girls for a moment; Tira's eyes shadowed while Lizzy and Shanna glanced at each other.

"Old man," Tira started her voice deep, "I suggest you `prepare'

Jisa gulped and nodded. He glanced at his watch, shocked to find it 30 seconds till midnight, the time `they' were to arrive. He rushed over to Jason, who was cleaning the counter and dragged him off to a room behind the bar.

Shanna checked her watch and glanced at Tira, who didn't acknowledge her at all.

Tira slipped her hands into the pockets of her long leather jacket, her clothing showed through the small opening of the jacket, seeing as it wasn't tied at the front. Under her knee length jacket, her top was sleeveless and went halfway up her neck and the bottom went to two inches past the bottom of her bust, the shiny clinging leather showing off her luscious medium curves, which fit her frame nicely. She wore clinging shiny leather pants as well that flared out past the knees. Strong black leather boots that reached halfway up her shins hid underneath the pants. Fingerless gloves adorned her hands, meant to grip god knows what…

Shanna and Lizzy both stood as well, their clothing only differentiating in small ways. Lizzy wore a belly top with sleeves, really short shorts, the same gloves as Tira, and boots that reached mid-thigh. Shanna wore a tank top with knee-length pants that clung like a second skin, and boots that only reached the top of her ankle. Her gloves reached halfway to her elbow and had all the fingers. All clothing was skin fitting shiny leather, which showed off all the good assets the teens possessed. They all wore the same identical jackets, and who knows what was underneath.

All three slipped on sunglasses and turned around to come face to face with vampires, they all seemed to be regular humans, but when one of them grinned, sharp fangs flashed, eliciting a shrill scream from the crowd, and many people attempted to run. Many were caught however, and the Vampires sunk their teeth into necks, causing the people they held to go limp, their eyes glazed as the life was sucked from their bodies where they stood. All of the vampires were sucking the blood from the opposite sex, and many males managed to escape the few women vampires' hungry fangs. The women were not so fortunate however.

Tira's eyes narrowed further as the bodies fell to the ground, the life force drained from them through their blood. All the vampires had fed, and now they eyed the three teens suspiciously, not being able to see their eyes because of the black shades.

A vampire, obviously the leader because of the way he held himself, stepped forward, a slightly curious expression on his face. "Since when have there been Vampire Slayers such as yourself in Japan?" he asked, his voice laced with a husky lust.

Tira's petite nose scrunched up as she gazed at the vampire in distaste.

#Come to me… give me your blood and become my concubine# his hypnotic voice commanded, layered with lust and a huskiness that could not be ignored. Her feet automatically took a step forward, and her friends moved to stop her. #Leave her!# he ordered her friends, and they were frozen with the vampire's powers.

Tira continued to walk forward with her friends glaring daggers at the lead vampire.

In the shadows a figure frowned, watching as the beautiful teen walked towards the eager vampire; its red eyes glowed with blood lust. The figure thought to himself, `The Vampire Slayers of this century aren't what their ancestors hoped they would be. Pathetic, hypnotized too easily, they should have far more mental barriers than that.' The figure was clearly unimpressed as he watched the girl stop in front of the grinning vampire. The vampire pulled off her sunglasses, revealing her breathtaking emerald green eyes, dazed from the spell. The figure in the shadows' breath stopped when he saw those dazed eyes, the look that she portrayed one akin to lust. He could feel his own desire, and couldn't help but stare as her head was tilted to her left, while the vampire went to bite the right half of her neck. The shadowed figure had a perfect view of the vampire's pleasured face, and the girl's dazed one. He was standing in the shadows to the girl's right and the vampire's left. He watched in disgust as the vampire sunk its fangs into the girl's neck, and by the look of utter bliss on its face, her blood tasted delicious.

"Yami," an almost silent voice spoke quietly from the darkness, "I have gathered the information you required on the girls… no, that would be inaccurate, I have gathered what is KNOWN about the girls." Violet eyes eyed Yami warily.

The shadowed figure, Yami, spoke back, "Thank you Marik. Tell me, what do you think of these weak Slayers?"

The new arrival, Marik, spoke cockily, "I'd like to get the green haired one to bed, man, is she HOTT."

Yami smirked at Marik's answer and turned back to the `fight'. "That won't happen if they die on us," he said as if he couldn't care less.

Marik frowned. "We can always save them you know…" He looked thoughtful.

A dark scowl graced Yami's features, and his violet-red eyes bore into Marik sourly. "They do not deserve to live if they cannot destroy even these weak Vampires. The oldest one there is only close to 500, and not nearly as old as us."

Marik smirked darkly at Yami, "Of course not, `Pharaoh' we are millennia old, and our powers are immeasurable compared to these weaklings."

Violet-red eyes flashed bloody red before returning to their original colour. "You are right."

The three thousand-year-old vampires watched silently as the other vampire feasted.

Tira counted slowly to 10, and kept patient although the stupid vampire's fangs were in her flesh. Once reaching 10, she smirked and started to mentally chant three words, +Breni yaro na+

The vampire's eyes widened when the words resonated through the room. He tried to remove his fangs from Tira's neck, but soon found he was the one now frozen in place, his fangs drinking the now poisoned blood, the red substance laced with pure magic. The vampire felt the once delicious blood turn into an acid, eating slowly away at his fangs as the blood went through them. He tried to scream in rage, but all that did was allow the blood to run into his mouth, which ate him from the inside out.

Yami and Marik watched wide-eyed as the vampire that once clung to her neck turned into ashes. The smell drifted to their sensitive noses and Marik had to lift a hand to block the smell because it was so acrid. Yami ignored it and focused his attention on the girl who stood there, a dangerous smirk planted on her face as she licked her lips in a way you would think her insane. Yami's attention was caught by the wild danger that surrounded her like an aura. He watched hypnotized as the delicious visage flipped the opening of her long jacket back, and revealed a huge arsenal.

A gasp of surprise sounded behind him, and Yami recognized the vocals as Bakura's. A small `holy shit' was heard, but Yami didn't pay any attention as he stared in shock at all the guns, knives, two identical swords and many blessed items that were strapped to her body. Humans who knew an ancient style of magic that could be used to attack, purify, or heal used the `items' she possessed. There were rumors from a few decades ago he had heard, about this `silver magic' that was able to kill, and purify as well. Yami was so hypnotized that he didn't notice the other two unveil their weaponry, exactly the same except for the blessed items. The pink haired one held White Magic items while the other possessed Black Magic items. These three girls were the perfect team to take down vamps.

The group of vampires didn't know what hit them until they were pumped full of bullets. The few that had survived the bloody massacre attempted to flee, but the one with green hair used her black magic to burn them all with a sphere of flame.

Yami watched as the one with Silver hair and beautiful emerald eyes walked up to one of the corpses. She placed a hand to its head and closed her eyes momentarily. As soon as they had closed, they opened, and she turned to the pink haired girl.

"Lizzy, get rid of the carcasses would you?" she asked pinky in a deep voice.

"Sure Tira!" she said like a hyper child, her expression of seriousness disappearing completely. She formed a strange symbol in front of her body and chanted under her breath. Within moments all of the corpses had disintegrated into nothing, leaving the girls alone… or seemingly alone…

Bakura's eyes were glued to the pink haired girl that Tira girl had called Lizzy, and couldn't help but imagine not so innocent things…

The same could be said for Marik, who was waiting for the green haired girl to talk, so he could find out her name.

"Tira, that is the third attack on a pub this week, how the hell are we suppose to get any fuckin' rest around here?" Shanna asked in an aggravated voice.

Tira raised an eyebrow at Shanna and couldn't help but be mischievous, she'd worked hard, she deserved some fun, didn't she?

"Oh?" she asked slyly, making Shanna blink at her confused, "Shanna… you haven't been taking part in any unspeakable activities have you?" her eyes were half lidded slyly.

Shanna's eyes widened slightly before she caught on to the fun. She grinned evilly and said back cockily, "Yeah? So what if I have? When was the last time you had a decent fuck?"

The three ancient vampires, Yami, Marik, and Bakura stared in shock at the `not-so-innocent' girls chatting before them.

"Oh I don't know… I think that ass hole Derrick the dick was my last, before I found him cheating on me," Tira said in a dangerous voice, causing shivers to go up spines.

"Oh?" Shanna's cocky smirk remained in place and she `tsked' Tira. "It's not good to go for three months without sex you know, wouldn't want to lose your touch."

Tira's glanced at Shanna, her eyes half-lidded in a bored fashion. She walked towards the untouched bar and easily hopped over the counter. "Why the hell should I waste my time on such things," she said coldly, "It's not like sex is life you sex-crazed fox."

Shanna looked mock-insulted. "Tira! You insult me! I thought you had more of a heart than that!" Her face lit up with a wild grin.

Tira regarded Shanna coolly as she poured herself a glass of wine. She placed the bottle on the table and slowly and sensually took a drawn out sip.

Yami smirked evilly when Tira sexily sipped her wine with that hott bored expression and the dark looks she gave when she became mischievous…

[Should we… introduce ourselves Yami?] Marik asked eagerly through their mind-link.

[Hm… let's meet them somewhere else, you're not the only who has to wait though, so don't forget that when you start pouting.]

[Ah… you're no fun at all] he complained.

[Bakura, what do you think of this arrangement? Personally, I would like to taste the one called Tira, then take her to my bed.] Yami said, imagining the girl writhe beneath him, begging for a release only he could grant.

[I don't know what I want… I was thinking of going after the one called `Lizzy' though I highly doubt that's her real name.]

[Ooooooh, Bakura's got a crush!] Marik taunted.

[Shut up you prat, or I'll shove a dildo up yours.]

[Ouch.]

Yami smirked and they melted into the shadows, planning on following the girls, waiting for their chance. They watched silently as the girls continued conversation.

"Lizzy, when was the last time you got in another's bed?" Shanna asked slyly.

Lizzy blushed and stuttered, "Well, I uh…"

Shanna prodded her, "Yeah?"

Lizzy's blush turned into a grin and she said, mimicking Shanna's cocky demeanor, "Yesterday."

Yami watched in amusement as Tira's eyes grew wide and she choked, making her spit out her wine. The red liquid sprayed all over the counter and Shanna and Lizzy watched with identical `innocent' looks.

"WHAT?!" Tira shouted, her eyes twice the size they usually were.

Lizzy blinked innocently, "Yeah, yesterday. I'd met this really hott Irish guy at the pub around midnight. He stuck around till morning and left after that."

Tira just stared at Lizzy, then suddenly blinked, her eyes staying big. "How often do you have sex girl?!" she demanded in a higher voice.

Lizzy grinned at Tira, "Oh, just about every night actually, you have no idea how many guys think I'm a virgin."

Tira sent back dark smirk in reply and she said like a regular teenager, though her voice remained low and slightly booming, "What do you think of going to the Hott Peppa's tonight?" (Hott Peppa's is my OWN name, no taking without asking ^_- )

Lizzy's eyes widened and she looked like a child in a candy store. "Yes! Let's go!!" She grabbed a surprised Tira and Shanna by the arms and pulled them out of the bar, not caring that most of it was in ruin.

Tira's expression became slightly annoyed and she pulled out of Lizzy's grip. She pulled out a card and flung it at the lone door behind the bar's counter, and it stuck in the wood like a throwing knife. "Hey old man! When you decide to stop hiding and come out, there's an easily accessed cash card on your door that will cover the damage done!! Not that your insurance won't cover it!" she shouted towards the counter before taking off after her two friends.

Yami, Bakura, and Marik slipped through the shadows of the walls to appear in the shadows outside the pub, and were met with the glaring lights of three motor bikes. Yami in particular was impressed with the sleek black one that Tira had, and watched it roar away into the night.

Marik turned his mischievous eyes to Yami and said like a predator hunting its prey, "This is our `meal' ticket," with a smirk.

Yami smirked darkly at the joke and nodded his head. They melted once again with the shadows and followed the bikes as they raced down the barren streets.