Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Royalty ❯ Royalty Ch. 19 ( Chapter 19 )

Author: Wow…I see lots of enthusiasm here…the contest ends very soon…but sadly I got the sinking feeling that I lost anyways…the challenger had told me before that there were lots of competitors, plus since she said she was gonna announce the winner at the end of the month and mine's not even done yet I got a feeling she didn't choose mine…oh well >(…but I'll finish this by tomorrow anyways! Cause you all have stood by my side so long! I must finish it all for you!

Ryou: *sobbing* people hate me!

Bakura: *huggles Ryou* There there baby…*glares at reviewers who talked to Ryou rudely* Leave my hikari-chan alone!

Author: Awwww so sweet… Anyways…

à WeepingDragon: I like talking…so leave my poor notes alone…and I would make my chapters longer if it weren't for the fact that sometimes people hate that…I dunno…my chapters used to be ten pages in older fics…but I'll split this section in 2 chapters for you guys. And…*shrugs* hey…I like my plot twists…I can't please everyone…

à divastarz: Ooooo money?

à Rowan Girl: Thanks for your supportive email! *glomp*

Anyways! On with the fic! I was writing this in vocal again and just realized how short it is! Must write more before I go beddy-bye!

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The sun rose and went, and the palace was greeted with a rainstorm, the drops falling hard upon the roofs, and the palace was filled with drumming noises, accentuated by the rumbling thunder overheard.

When Yami arrived at Malik's chamber he looked exhausted, his eyes red and rimmed in black, "There's going to be a crisis at the Nile," he moaned, "I spent all day down there with my guards moving people away from the borders once we saw the clouds overhead..."

"Did you ask about Ryou?" Malik immediately inquired.

Yami shook his weary head, clearly upset by the information, "I have gotten absolutely no leads. Apparently even the servants who serve him bath and breakfast said he wasn't even there at sunrise...he wasn't in his room at all...I'm afraid he ran away or something." The Pharaoh looked guilt ridden, "I didn't think I would upset him that much by yelling...Oh Ra...Ryou..."

Bakura actually felt sorry for the other teen; maybe Yami actually loved Ryou after all, not lusted like the way he was after him. "What can we do now?"

"I don't know..." Yami shook his head in his hands, "I don't know...I have my country to look after in this storm...civilians will suffer if the Nile floods...but Ryou...he's my lover...oh Ra what do I do now?"

Both other boys could see the frustration in the Pharaoh's face, and expressed their sympathy...indeed it was hard to be Pharaoh; no wonder Yami claimed he didn't want to be.

"Seto hasn't come either..." Malik said, "something that has been on my mind is...he just retreated, like that, when Bakura attacked him two suns ago..." he indicated the blood and shattered vase on the ground. "I know Seto, he wouldn't let things go like that, especially since Bakura is running free...and he hasn't been back yet either...it's not like him to take so long for revenge...I know from experience," he said gloomily, leaning into Bakura, who looked much better from being fed.

Bakura held the other boy; it's as if they have developed a bond of understanding for each other, each experiencing the same grief of losing someone who meant so much to them. He doesn't ever want Malik to leave him... "It confused me as well...I DID escape after all...I'm surprised that he hasn't come back yet either..."

"But I AM back..."

All three teens whirled at the cold voice of the High Priest, who burst into the room without warning. "I had to rest after what you, the slut of hell, did to me. But I keep my promises in revenge, and I will make you feel pain that you two have never felt. I-" his eyes drifted to the glowering Pharaoh, taken back by his appearance in the room, "M-My Pharaoh! W-What..."

Yami slowly got off the bed, seething with anger, "No more lies Seto...I heard everything, I will sentence you to death for this..."

Seto's lips slowly curled into a sneer, "Is that so now? Well my Pharaoh," he spat, "I'm afraid to say I won't let you do that..." he snapped his fingers and small group of his personal guards entered, surrounding the three, "this will change my plans...I was planning to rid of you afterwards anyhow..."

"What?!"

The older man glared, "I'm sick of your ways, Pharaoh. Why should some brat like you surpass my power?"

"You DARE usurp the throne Seto?"

"I am merely claiming more power! You aren't worthy of the title of Pharaoh!"

In the argument, Bakura took his chance to shove Malik away and leap at one guard, knocking over an oil lamp, spilling the contents of oil and flame upon the man's body. The guard shrieked as he was set on fire and collided into another guard, setting him on fire. Immediately the chamber was throne into chaos as Malik rolled off his bed and kneed the nearest guard in the groin, falling him with a kick to the head as the man dropped to his knees. He then remained on the ground, tripping and shattering the other men's shins with blows with his foot.

Yami whipped off his cloak for more agility before landing a fist in a guard's stomach when he was approached, pulling the sword from the man's hilt. He listened to the sickening sound as he plunged the weapon into its owner's gut, twisting the blade, listening to the agonizing screams as organs were torn. Withdrawing and letting the man crumple to the ground he swung at his next attacker.

Bakura cried out when something struck his shoulder, cutting through the rough tunic that he had borrowed from Malik. He felt warm blood beginning to flow as he blindly kicked behind him, by luck knocking the sword out of his attacker's hands. Eager for revenge he snatched the fallen weapon and killed the man with it.

In amidst of the confusion Seto had raised up magical barriers of defense, staying away from the attacks.

When the blazing fire finally died down on the stone ground, all the guards lay dead; two burnt, their skin scarred, blistered and peeling, and reeking of charred human flesh; the rest spilling pools of blood onto the floor from fatal blows with a sword.

Malik gingerly got up from the ground realizing what was around him and turned his head from the scene, concentrating on aiding Bakura with his wound, unable to see the corpses on the ground without becoming nauseous.

Yami looked at the bodies, hoping to see Seto as one of them when he heard a dry clapping, a sick pit in his stomach when the High Priest stepped out from an untouched corner of the chamber, "I must applaud your skills to kill off so many guards… you all must be so eager to kill me…"

"Fuck you," the Pharaoh spat, holding his bloodstained sword with a threatening stance at the older teen, "I will kill you for this…"

The smile on Seto's face unnerved him, completely confident despite his dire situation, "It's true that even if I cast a spell right now you could counteract it easily as you are more powerful…" he drawled slowly, as if daring the Pharaoh to kill him, "but then you will never find out what happened to your precious whore hmmm?"

The Pharaoh wavered, snapping back to attention before Seto could make a move, though he could hear Bakura and Malik choke behind him in surprise, "Ryou! What in hell did you do to him? If you DARED to…"

"He's safe," Seto shrugged casually, "or alive if you may call it…but I must say I am good at choosing my sluts…he is a very nice one to fuck…"

"You mean…you…" the realization quickly dawned upon him, "YOU BASTARD!"

The High Priest laughed, mocking Yami further, "I think I've heard that comment enough already; in this case I'll consider it a compliment…too bad you were here Pharaoh, I was hoping to have fun with him one more time before killing you…but it won't matter…he will belong to me."

"I swear to the name of Ra that it will NEVER happen, Seto! Where is he?!?!?" Yami roared, his eyes flashing with dangerous intent.

"My my…impatient are we?" he snapped his fingers again, and one, final guard entered the room, his hand on a rope. The guard grunted and pulled on the cord taut, sending a small form flying into the room and crashing onto the ground with a cry. Ryou has his arms and legs bound together, the leading rope tied to his neck in a noose fashion that tightened at every tug. The boy struggled for air, shaking his head until the rope loosened enough.

"Ryou!"

The small teen looked up, his eyes wide and shimmering with tears, looking at Yami desperately for help, begging for the other young man to save him. "Damn you Seto! Release him! He has done NOTHING to you!"

"I really don't see that of relevance to me…" The High Priest took a fistful of Ryou's thick white hair and yanked his head back, exposing his neck, the skin raw from the rough noose. "But do you really want your pathetic little whore to die?" With his free hand he withdrew his dagger, pressing the cold blade against the boy's neck.

"Fuck you to all eternity Seto!"

"I wouldn't speak like that if I were you Pharaoh," Seto drawled out carelessly, pressing the sharp steel in threat against the boy's pale skin, drawing small beads of blood, "Drop your weapon…"

Yami gazed into Ryou's frightened eyes, feeling his grip weaken on his sword. The boy seemed to be signaling to him to not do it, moving his lips silently and frantically…but he knew that his title as Pharaoh wasn't worth the boy's life. With a clatter the blade fell to the ground.

"Very good…" Seto commenced to slowly lessen the pressure of the dagger against Ryou's neck.

In his distraction of anticipating the blade safely away from his lover's exposed flesh Yami failed to see the remaining guard unsheathe his sword and aim it at the Pharaoh's heart.

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Author: Ok! This one is done and now I will commence another chapter! I will get it done by tonight I promise! Actually I MUST get it done by tonight if I plan on finishing this fic! C'mon! Support people! I love you so much!!!

Bakura: Still cuddling Ryou* Good baby… *grins* we are OC…so we can break the rules a bit…

Malik: Does that mean you hate me now?
Bakura: Hell no! You're a good lay!

Malik: *gets all emotional* You only use me for sex!?

Bakura: Oh c'mon! You know what I mean! I love ya!

Malik: It better be what I think it is…

Author: Erm…soap opera scene running around here so I'll stop now… please review everyone! Remember, Miroki (ME) loves you!