Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Demented Adventures of Angel Bakura ❯ E. So-Called Evils and Disappearances ( Chapter 6 )

The Cure – “Burn”

"Don't look, don't look" the shadows breathe,

whispering me away from you.

"Don't wake at night to watch her sleep,

you know that you will always lose

this trembling, adored, tousled birdmad girl..."

"Oh, don't talk of love," the shadows purr,

Murmuring me away from you.

"Don't talk of worlds that never were.

he end is always ever true.

There's nothing you can ever say,

Nothing you can ever do..."

"Just paint your face," the shadows smile.

Slipping me away from you.

"It doesn't matter how you hide.

We find you if we're wanting to.

So slide back down and close your eyes.

Sleep awhile you must be tired..."

Every night I burn, Every night the dream's the same.

Every night I burn, screaming the animal scream

Every night I burn, dreaming the crowblack dream. yeah, yeah

Dreaming the crowblack dream...

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Seth had been reborn, living the good life with barely any memories. Then he found out that he was reborn from a ritual that a Dark Wizard discovered and from that horrible point on wards he had been bound to Lord Voldemort and was presently trying to summon up a Millennium Item Holder. He didn’t care which one, but wasn’t about to put any thought in it because he remembered them and the fact that each was dangerous in their own homicidal right.

So they might still hold something against him, like the urge to kill him on sight. That was no trouble. So this alternate dimension of Hogwarts was still going to be a strain on their care of magic and such. So he was screwed six ways from Sunday… he was in a lose-lose situation.

He did the chant, felt the power, and then felt everything go silent. This caused him to twitch in both anger and annoyance because he knew this Dark Lord wasn’t as patient as he needed him to be. “My Reborn Seth...” Voldemort growled with raised wand. “Have you failed?”

“No.” he stated in a neutral voice as he battled the Holder’s resistance to appear before him. It was when the Holder just gave up that he went flying backwards into a throng of the Death Eaters. He cursed in many languages and pulled himself up from the domino effect he caused and brushed some invisible dirt off of his robes.

Collected Death Eaters were now officially silent as he dusted his hands off and glared at the opening portal that only he could see. It was then his body was stiff as a board, his teeth clamped down on his bottom lip as he tired to restrain a scream as the stress of the power came baring down on him again. This time it was from whoever he summoned... but then it was suddenly released from his shoulders as he panted from the exertion of trying to make sure he stayed alive.

This was not good.

He felt himself being thrown to the ground, his spine connecting harshly with the ground. He felt someone straddling his hips as some weight was applied to his chest. He kept his eyes tightly shut as a delicate hand slipped under his chin, lifting his face to look up. He opened one eye as chocolate brown ones framed by white hair peered back at him.

“Ryou?” he asked as the eyes looked amused, the beautiful mouth curving into a sinister smirk. He paled and thought ‘Oh shit’ as he realized that demented look belonged to only one white haired person and he didn’t want to meet him tonight.

“Wrong gender, dear.” the voice wasn’t a deep and a pleasant baritone, but musical and rather seductive one that hinted at potential trouble and pain for whoever summoned or pissed her off. “I’m Angelique Bakura, the daughter to the Tomb Robber Kourage Bakura and Healer Ryou Bakura.”

Seth groaned and fell back, hit his head off of the painfully hard stone of the floor, as the pale haired teen stood with crossed her arms and a firm glare. He just had to summon the demonic offspring of the Bakura Clan, the Ring Bearers of Pure Malicious Intentions and Homicidal Ways (except in one case) not to forget the best Tomb Robbers in the World. “Tell me why I’m here and I won’t attempt to kill you... just yet.” She purred in that tone that could have done anything to the right person, but it made him shiver with anything but pleasure.

Yep, Seth really hated his life at the moment because he knew that those few held something against him for the past troubles plus the words ‘just yet’ ruin all hope of living peacefully and in one piece.

“I wish to make an honest and non-hostile deal with the Holder of a Millennium Item and Guardian of Shadows.” Voldemort stated formally as Seth thanked him mentally and passed out due to his self-inflicted concussion, leaving a curious Angel to glance at the Dark Lord.

Angel, on her part, did well with adjusting her travel messed up clothing and taking a stance that did her godmother proud. She shoved the keys in hand, which she accidentally forgot about during her annoying of Seth, and shoved them into her only bag. She stood with all her weight on one foot and her left hand resting on her hip with her head cocked to the side with her devious grin in place. “I am the bi-polar Holder of the Millennium Ring at your temporary service. What kind of… deal do you want?” she asked, shifting to cross her arms with the patented Kaiba Calculating Look.

It was then Seth chose to wake up.

“A deal that will appeal to the fact you’re an insane sociopath like your one father.” He stated as she hit him on the head again, watching as he hit the ground with another sickening thump.

“In that case a full written contract is in order, I trust no one and despise betrayal...” she stated as he nodded in agreement. “Good, maybe in private. I hate minions being involved, they never know when to but out.

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Yumi had gotten away from Mokuba Kaiba after spending sometime with her Uncles and enjoying some games that didn’t involve the competitive of her parents when they got bored. Then again it was fun playing against Uncle Seto because of his ways, but she left before him and Uncle Mokuba decided to get more advanced…

She shivered at that thought and turned her thoughts to the other thing that had been bothering her. She was confused... check that, she was extremely and positively CONFUSED. She had that feeling that came to a person when they woke up and then it would not go away until you figure out that problem, which meant something happened the day before when she split up with her friends. So that led to a breakfast conversation where she told her mother (Yugi) and got an agreement, as her father then handed her the phone with the same look of puzzlement.

“It’s the Robber, he says that Angel didn’t get home yesterday and she never stays out longer then three on a good night.” He stated as Yumi seized the phone with a flying dive as both looked surprised, then laughed as she glared at them.

“Yes, Uncle Kura?” she greeted as the unusually sober Kourage Bakura was interrogating her.

That was not right, seeing she always like being home to see her fathers especially when one was drinking so she could weasel out information from him. Then again, they were teaching her the balanced ways of healing and destroying! No one would miss that in less they were offered a few million dollars, right? Well no, they ask for a few billion dollars and then go back to life.

She hung up and grabbed her bag, still looking rather bewildered. “I’m going to school now. Maybe she went to the Ishtar’s for another round of weird plots.” Yumi stated as her parents nodded.

“Umi, be careful.” Yugi stated as she nodded, closing the door. “Come on dear Hormonal Pharaoh let’s go see if the Shadow Realms knows anything.” With that she drug Yami into the Shadow Realms.

Anubis Ishtar had suffered through the same thing, only on the seventh level above Yumi’s interrogation. His fathers were the same way afterwards, but they knew that Angel only came over to plot on the color change of people’s hair and skin. So that also meant that poor Anubis was now confused and rather pissed off about that troublesome aspect of his friend’s life, she disappeared and he was grilled.

He came up by a deep in thought Yumi who was standing on the street corner staring off into space. He wrapped his arms around her neck as she didn’t respond. “Yumi?” he asked as she jumped a foot and spun to face him. He backed away as she relaxed, frowning.

It was then both walked side by side, in silence, across the school grounds. Crowds of students quickly fell silent as they stared at them. Others started to make bets and the rest seemed afraid of what they might do. “Yumi! Anubis!” a girl shouted as she approached them, obviously one of the braver souls of the group. “Did you hear what happened?”

“Hear what?” Yumi snapped after a moment when the girl didn’t continue on, which meant she was already near her breaking point and that brittle twig that represented her patience and tolerance to people was really bent. The girl shivered and knew that the usually calm Yumi was going to liven the day up.

Anubis could sense the trouble brewing by him, but he was already on that route to join her.

“Jade did something to Angel.” she stated as both gave her the ‘do continue on’ look that meant they refused to speak out of fear of other things coming out of their mouths.

“What?” Yumi ground out, after a moment when she realized the girl was not going to continue on without promoting. It was then Anubis’s left eye twitched with his own anger. The poor girl talking didn’t realize the trouble she was in.

All the collective knew was that some one was about to get their ass kicked today...

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Lord Voldemort discovered something, upon being in Angel’s company for a few hours. He discovered that when you give her sugar she is hyper and destructive. Also, in this case, he also enjoyed the fact that with tea and food she was rather violent when hard pressed and pissed at people.

So in those few hours an agreement had barley been reached... or at least decided upon until further notice or she found a loop hole to explore. “Right, the terms.” Angel stated with a casual wave of the hand and briefly glanced over the contract as a blank card lay innocently next to her. “The agreement is that I take care of Albus Dumbledore- the Master of the Order of the Phoenix- in the sense of him dead or at least his soul separated from his body so he won’t interfere in your plans. By doing this it would leave you open to break up this precious Order so they won’t get involved with you and your goals of Wizarding World conquest, seeing the fact that would leave the main goal of conquest (Hogwarts School) open.”

Voldemort nodded as she absently picked up the card and twirled the card between her fingers and read the rest.

“All I asked for was to not be noted down as one of your mindless and lifeless Death Eaters in future references or any history books written about said event, but listed as a unknown Shadow that so happened to agree to your terms as a mercenary of sorts- whatever you wished to put here. My other term was left open, due to circumstances that will be dealt with after disposing of this Old Man.” she stated as he nodded.

She then tapped the contract and picked up a quill and signed her name. “Great, prick a finger and put some blood on the contract as a bind.”

Both did so as she picked the white card up and placed it on the contract, sealing it inside the card. On the top was ‘Blood Contract’ at the bottom was ‘August 27, binding contract of blood between Lord Voldemort (Tom Riddle) and Angelique Bakura’ and then the highlighted terms listed below that.

“Now, sign the back.” she stated turning it over and making an elegant scrawl of her name as he did his traditional spidery. “Now, my dear Lord Volvo.”

“Voldemort.” He corrected as she sat back and arched an eyebrow.

“Volvo.” She stated with a grin as she glared.

“Vold-a-mort.” He stated with the near proper phonics as she smirked.

“Vol-vo.” She stated, mocking him as he growled.

“Vold-A- MORT.” He growled with emphasis.

“Uncle Voldie.” She countered as he scowled.

“Volvo is fine.” He stated in defeat as she nodded.

“Good, Lord Volvo, I’ll keep my word and take this wizard down for you. Don’t know when, but it will be done before I leave.” She stated, tucking the card into her pocket and cracking her knuckles as she stood up. “Till then, good day!” with that she disappeared into the shadows.

“Seth is all the Millennium Item Holders like that?” he asked as Seth flinched.

Two Dark Beings, one contract… anybody feel like something is severely wrong here?

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