Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Demented Adventures of Angel Bakura ❯ G. Nemisis, Foe, Either Way They're Annoying ( Chapter 9 )

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G. NEMISIS, FOE, EITHER WAY THEY’RE ANNOYING

Evanesence: Where Will You Go

However did you manage to push away

from every living thing you've come across

so afraid that anyone will hate you

you pretend you hate them first

You think that I can't see right through your eyes

Scared to death to face reality

No one seems to hear your hidden cries

You're left to face yourself alone

Where will you go

With no one left to save you from yourself

You can't escape the truth

I realize you're afraid

But you can't refrain from everything

You cant' escape

You can't escape

I realize you're afraid

But you can't abandon everyone

You can't escape

You don't want to escape

I am so sick of speaking words that no one understands

Is it clear enough that you can't live your whole life all alone

I can hear you in a whisper

But you can't even hear me screaming

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It was early on September 1 as Harry was laughing at the second time the Dursley’s were put through torture. Dudley had fainted dead away and successfully caused a small earthquake in the boring little house, leaving Petunia to do the same just as Vernon was backed into a corner. The two finished their tea as Harry was the first to enter the room with a smirking Angel leaning against the door frame. “A ride to London, Uncle Vernon, and you will never see us again.” he stated as the man nodded, the bug gone in the blink of an eye as everyone had everything ready to leave within five minutes.

It was a new speed record.

“Never seen him move so fast.” Harry stated as Angel laughed, they were walking through the sidewalks of London. Vernon Dursley may be a rather unwell built man of lard but he sure did move fast when threatened. Then again the threat was the Homicidal Ring Holder.

He noted that Angel was silent, he glanced over at her. Her face was a mask of concentration, causing him to pause and wave a hand in front of her face. “Sorry, must have drifted off there.” she stated with a shrug. “Or the urge to do something... don’t know what.”

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Three figures were sitting in the Leaky Cauldron talking before the Duo made it. “What the hell are we doing here?” a teenage boy, who looked like a muscular girl, asked coldly. He had chin length wine red hair with dark blue eyes, but it did nothing to help him look more intimidating.

“We’re here to duel Ryou Bakura for one of the God Cards.” The blonde with weird side burns and sunglasses stated coldly. “The bastard ran to here after that weird chick cheated.” Most stared at his odd clothing, but quickly moved on in fear of their lives.

“Speaking of which.” The last stated, a boy with spiky brown hair and clear blue eyes. His clothing also stood out among the masses. He revered to the two entering the Cauldron, deep in conversation.

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"So, you’re telling me that everybody abandoned you and glares daggers your way because you’re the savior of the world and they can’t stand your fame even though you utterly despise it with a fiery passion that out shines the sun?" Angel asked, wincing at her poetic ending, as they entered the Leaky Cauldron and ignored most that was eavesdropping in on their conversation or staring. He nodded as she grinned, obviously proud of herself and the answer as they sat near a wall away from the other people. "Congrats, dear Harry! Today is the day you find out my hellishly abridged story." she stated with a grin and motioned for him to come closer.

"Why is this?" he asked suspiciously as she brushed her white hair back and sat back with a smile.

"Cause, I feel like it.” She replied as he edged away, causing her to frown and stick her tongue out at him. “Let’s see… my name is Angelique Bakuraand I am the daughter of Ryou Bakura. By godparents are Yugi Motou and Marik Ishtar. Best friends are Anubis Ishtar and my partner in crime Yumi Motou." she stated as he looked confused, as if he should know these names. “Don’t recognize any?”

“No, why?” he asked as she blinked and then snickered.

“That means I was thrown into another reality or dimension cause my parents said they visited Hogwarts at one point, that was where my godmother was put in a coma.” Angel replied as he blinked in surprise. “I’m not home, or even in my home world so that answers a few minor things.

How did you accomplish that?” Harry questioned, now curious as he leaned forward.

"An annoying bitch called Jade Meioh the so-called qoute/unqoute ‘Dimensional Guardian’ pushed me into a portal and I ended up with you, now I’m on a quest to get home in one piece." she stated as she realized she had his full attention. "If it’s all the same, I can use some company here on this damned adventure through the England’s Most Annoying Wizarding Community."

"You mean it?" he asked, hope evident in his voice as she winked.

"By the time I get leave you’ll be able to live a life where no one gives a flying fuck who you are because they would be to fucking afraid of you, or what will be done to them. That’s a promise!" she stated as he truly gave her a smile, which made her happy that she left that last demand open. A few stared at them as he looked pleased at having something to look forward to.

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The three followed the two as they got up and left the Cauldron after an hour. They followed them to King’s Cross Station and knew what was going on. This would be their time to introduce themselves.

Angel frowned as she realized that the place was empty, minus a few families including one red headed group and some Order members. They stared at them as Harry realized Angel stopped. “You made yourselves obvious in the pub, so state your business for following.” She stated coldly and spun to face them.

“Rather pissy aren’t we, Ryou.” The red haired one sneered as she laughed out loud, wrapping one arm around her stomach as she rested the other on her knee with her bent over position.

“Pissy Ryou?” she asked between gasps of breath. “That’s funny, the only time Dad got pissed was when Father tried to destroy a wall with Uncle Marik in a drunken rage… or was that the wrong event?” she asked, standing straight up and bit her lip. “Wrong Event.”

“Are you done with your prattling?” the blonde asked as she crossed her arms and smirked.

“Nope!” she stated cheerfully as they looked surprised. “Names Angel Bakura, I’m Ryou’s demented daughter.” With that declared she bowed as they looked surprised. “Ya see, you forgot how young you people are. Ryou is nearly fourty.”

“WHAT?!” the three stated as she shrugged.

“Yeah, where have you been?” Angel asked as the one with wine red hair growled.

“Hand over the Egyptian God Card.” He demanded as she arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“I don’t have them, the Motou Family does.” She replied innocently as they twitched. “Out of curiosity, who the hell are you people?”

“I am Amelda the blonde is Rapheal and the short one is Varion, we work for DOOM.” The red haired one stated as she blinked, as if drawing a blank.

“I work for doom too, so what?” she asked as he twitched, Varion laughed. Apparently he was starting to like this girl.

“Not that doom, mysterious Angel. Desolate Organization of the Oracle Manifestation, aka DOOM.” He stated with a cocky grin as she nodded.

“Interesting, very interesting.” She muttered and started to back away. “Well then, dear DOOM dealers I have a previous engagement so enjoy manifesting yourselves some place else.” With that she grabbed Harry and pulled him along through the barrier, leaving the group to stare.

“That bitch! She just skipped out!” Rapheal stated as Varion snickered.

“You didn’t expect her to honestly stay here while we held a civil conversation now?” Varion asked with a touch of sarcasm as they glared at him.

“Don’t forget the mission.” Amelda sneered as they went off.

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“Who were they?” Harry hissed as they pushed their way through the crowds on to the train and eventually into an empty compartment.

“Don’t know, but obviously they’ve been out of the loop for awhile.” She replied as he looked skeptical. “How the hell am I supposed to know? I’m just here to piss people off.”

“Right, it seems like your doing a damn good job of it too.” He muttered as she laid down, using her bag as a pillow, and proceeded to relax as the train started to move.

"Still got a fan, Potter?" a cultured voice sneered as Angel grinned but didn’t sit up, Draco Malfory stood with his goons looking rather… amuse. That was odd for a rival, but she didn’t care because she wasn’t involved in this feud.

"No-" Harry stated and was about to explain as Angel laughed.

"Hell no, the only people I worship is the Old Gods and Goddesses of Khemet and that is only when my father is half drunk and singing." she replied as many were confused, which was a good sign. "By the way, it’s advised to lay off of the hairspray or else you’ll kill brain cells with aerosol inhalation." she replied as Draco’s jaw dropped, like a few others. "Now, if the masses wouldn’t mind, I have a previous engagement with the Sandman!"

With that final declaration she rolled over to face the wood of the bench back.

"Then it is in your family to be slightly unhinged?" Harry asked as she kept silent, not noticing the fact that Draco had sat by Harry as his goons took up residence on the floor.

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About two hours into the trip Angel was still sprawled out on a bench ignoring Harry and Draco and the other two with ease. The only time she moved to do anything was after the door opened and Ron Weasly came striding in with his Head Boy Badge on his robes and shining. He had his nose in the air as she cracked open one eye and regarded him before sighing and making herself comfortable again.

How it happened, no one would want to know. It takes a lot to kiss one Professors ass and a lot more to do that to the one hated his guts.

"Nice girlfriend." he commented dryly as he looked Angel over, leaving said teenage girl to barely crack open one eye yet again. He missed the fact she looked ready to kill him as Harry was growling and Draco glaring.

"Fuck." she grumbled sitting up and glaring. "Who the hell are you? Who cares, I was having a delightful meditation and one hell of a dream. Now that you destroyed my peace, explain your reasons before all is lost to the urges?" she snapped as Harry blinked at how rapidly she said that and without taking one breath in the middle. Apparently part of the Bakura Family had a temper problem, or an extreme prejudice towards egotistical assholes and morons. Don’t we all?

"I am Head Boy, it is best to respect me." he stated with his chin up as she yawned.

"Sorry, Mr. High and Mighty, but I will be polite just this once." she stated standing up to face him as he watched her get up in his face. "So will you please remove your scrawny ass before I embarrass the hell out of you for pissing me off." she stated as he looked insulted.

"Fifty points from..." he stated as she laughed.

"Nice try, Oh So Smart One, I’m not even in a fucking house." she stated as he growled. "You have five seconds..."

"Ron." a voice stated as the brunette came into the picture. "What are you doing back here with him?" she spat pointing at Harry, her tone making her sound like she was referring to trash or something that was totally below her. Both had been like this since the Weasly family came into some money and into some fame and power.

"One..."

"Who’s she?" Hermione Granger, the brunette, snarled pointing at the white haired teen as said teen took a step back just as Harry stood up to help his new friend.

"A muggle that’s threatening to kick my ass." he stated with a laugh as she glared and them ‘humphed’.

"Two..."

"What are you going to do against a nearly full trained witch that is at the top of her class?" Hermione asked in a high and mighty tone as Angel twitched.

"Three, Four, and Five!" she shouted nearly in one breath as Harry lashed out and caught Ron with a right hook to the face just as Angel bitch slapped Hermione. Draco Malfory and his two cronies Crabbe and Goyle were now on their feet as Angel leaned out of the compartment and took a deep breath. "Clean up crew! Compartment 13, broken pride and ego! Bring a mop!"

"My, Weasel and Mudblood got knocked on their asses by Potter and whoever she is." Draco stated as the two got up and rushed off. Harry and Angel sat back down as Draco and his two companions shifted so they sat on benches looking at one another. "Potter, it seems like your new friend has my approval." he purred plopping down in the emerald eyed boys lap as Angel raised an eyebrow and then laughed. Crabbe and Goyle sat down on either side of her as she crossed her legs and then her arms.

"I said please get out in a long way, no one listens." she pouted, causing the three Slytherins and one Gryffindor to laugh.

"Your not... jealous?" Harry asked carefully after he sobered up from his laughter, now it was Angel’s turn to hold back her laughter.

"I take it this was the other reason you didn’t tell me about?" she asked as he blushed and dropped his head. "Hell no, I’m the child of a homosexual marriage. Their is about four years between my parents, five and half millennia between imprisonment and rebirth."

"Wait a minute, your saying that..." Harry stated as Draco gave her a true smile.

"I’m afraid we weren’t properly introduced, it’s so hard to find true friends around here." he stated as she shook his hand. "Draco Malfory. Crabbe is to your left and Goyle to your right."

"Angel Bakura." she stated as both seemed to be well on terms.

"So your not disgusted by that?" Harry asked, still trying to get over that, as she shook her head.

"I have two fathers and grew up around a freedom of choice." she replied as they grinned. Yep, they definitely liked this girl in that plutonic sisterly way that none could find with the latest assholes running around Hogwarts and betraying you at every turn and twist in the road.

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