Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Reverse Side ❯ Chapter 15

Equilla: before starting the next chapter I would like to take this time to advertise some of my other stories.

Unpeople- with Atem, Bakura, and that whole gang, an alternate future and no Tea or Obligated Rose people in sight

Tomb-Scape- My newest series, with all lights and darks, a power older then Yami and Bakura, and again no Tea in sight. Also set in Egypt.

Mokuba: happy now?

Equilla: very
Yami: can we finish this I want Yugi back to normal
Mokuba; yeah being tied up is uncomfortable
Equilla; yeah yeah, whatever

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The mist was swirling around Yami's feet as he started to wake up. He could feel it swirling there, which didn't seem right as it was mist. He could also feel his hands tied behind his back and Mokuba who was behind him. He could hear the chanting of the people around him and blinking his eyes open he looked around. None of them seemed to notice that he was awake. Maybe he could escape now, all he had to do was slip his hands under his feet, grab Mokuba and run.

Now paying proper attention to what he could hear, Yami realised that the chant had been restarted. He started to struggle to work out the best mode of escape as the words started to seep into his mind. The words started to turn his mind empty, slowing down his train of thought, and causing the ideas to leave his mind.

His eyes flickered open and closed as he tried to regain his train of thought. He could see someone walk around, and silhouette against an already dark background. The fog weighed down his legs, sifting around his body. Yami thought to himself, thinking trying to remember things, which seemed to have slipped beyond the reach of his mind. Even his own name seemed to be locked out of his grip. Something tickled at the edge of his mind nagging him with answers. Letting some of the answers in he tried to shake the thoughts from his mind, he wasn't like that, what was being said into his mind couldn't be right. Memories nagged trying to surface, but he dismissed them quickly, they had so many holes, colour and numbers were wrong, and things seemed to be slipping out of place.

Prying his eyes open, against the weight of the words and the fog that was swirling around his upper chest. He saw the silhouette again, recognising the traitorous image this time. He was surprised that Kasey wasn't helping them with the chanting, he had already betrayed him, so he wouldn't be surprised if he had been helping in the actual ritual. Watching his movements between stolen glances he saw the boy flipping through a book. Deciding to have a yell at Kasey Yami tried to stand up, but being dragged down by the fog that had reached up to his shoulders he faltered and fell forwards.

Some of the chanters stopped staring shocked at the fallen captive. Others nudged them to start up again. But a whisper spread out between them that the captives weren't supposed to be able to do that. Yami forced open his eyes as he looked around under the mist. He tried to breath in but struggled finding the fog blocking all air from reaching his mouth. Kicking his legs out he hit Mokuba, helping wake the sleeping boy, who cried out softly from the abrupt awakening.

One of the chanters stood up and glared down at the two bounded boys.

Suddenly a new chanting started to protrude through the fog, which then started to act like a scared animal. The others of the group also started to panic, many of them running screaming from the room. Yami felt himself be finally pulled out from under the mist by Mokuba, gasping for air as his face broke the surface. Looking up he spotted Kasey standing with a book in his hands chanting the words. He could feel his head slowly becoming clearer as the chant went on. Then he could feel Mokuba's hands near his own, and started doing his best to undo the bonds that held him. As the ground started to shake beneath them Mokuba's hands became free and he in turned started franticly fiddling with Yami's bonds. Looking up Yami could see who he guessed was their leader slowly coming towards them, until part of a roof fell down crashed infront of the shadowed man. The fog was thrown up engulfing the looming figure, taking him from Yami's view.

Suddenly Mokuba and Yami were pulled to their feet.

“There no time right now to undo the ropes,” Kasey shouted over to the racket, pulling them along and towards the door, “we have to get out of here now, this place is falling apart.”

Finally reaching out of the shop they heard a crashing noise behind the now closed door. As Mokuba finished freeing Yami from his bonds, Kasey tried to reopen the door, finding the door blocked, and unable to be budged.

“Thankyou for helping us,” Yami commented regretting his earlier feelings, “I'm sorry about what happened.”
“That's ok” Kasey commented smiling, “they would have fired me anyway after what I did. But I should get going, those that regroup might come after me. I hope the spell worked for you guys, and watch your back as well, kay.”

Yami and Mokuba nodded, thanking him again and they parted their separate ways. Mokuba headed home hoping that when he got there Seto would be back to his strict working self. Yami headed off back to the shop, praying that Yugi had returned to his normal loving self. Kasey disappeared into the night.

 

Reaching the front door, Yami hesitated for a second before opening it and walking through. Going into the kitchen he found Gramps sitting at the kitchen table.

“Hey, I'm tired,” Yami commented heading towards the doorway to go in to his room.

“Well when you go through it, you better look out,” Gramps replied referring to the lounge room, “Yugi and Ryou are in there.”

Yami's hopes dropped as he heard this but then made a sudden decision, “well, I have to face them sometime, may as well do it now.”

Gramps nodded as Yami went into the lounge room and spotted the tops of the hair styles above the lounge back.

“You do that, personally I'm waiting till their sugar rush runs out,” Yami could just hear Grams commenting over Ryou's and Yugi's joyful laughter.

Hearing his grandfather Yugi yelled back popping his head over the back of the lounge, “We are not on a sugar high. Hey Yami.”

“Hey Yugi, Ryou,” Yami commented coming closer to the lounge, “what are you watching?”

“Will and Grace,” Yugi replied, “come join us.”

Yami nodded and slid onto the empty lounge, as the two lights were on floor leaning on pillows gazing at the glowing screen. As soon as the next ad break came on, before Yami could blink he had a pillow in his face as one of the two screamed out, “pillow fight!”

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Equilla; the last chapter

Mokuba: finally

Joey: except for the epilogue and the sequel

Mokuba: noo please no more, no more

Equilla: seeya after the epilogue, and all I owned from this was all of those who were part of the magic group and the anti speech mob.