Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Demented Adventures of Angel Bakura ❯ H. Abridged Events ( Chapter 11 )

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H. ABRIDGED EVENTS

Nine Inch Nails: Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away

That point me to another day

A duel of personalities

That stretch all true reality

When figures from the past stand tall

And mocking voices ring the hall

Imperialistic house of prayer

Conquistadors who took their share

They keep calling me

Keep on calling me

They keep calling me

Keep on calling me

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Hell Raiser: Entry 3

Fun, fun fun!!! Let’s do a massive recap of how I got into this mess, seeing I forgot about my lovely ‘Journal of Demented Thoughts’ since this whole damn thing started. So another words time hasn’t been on my mind but getting home has been. A girl has to have her priorities, be it boys or mentally destroying an enemy.

Let’s get that nice recap in here then, the events before hand if you wish.

Actually went to school willingly and didn’t get in trouble with any teachers for once, hell froze over in that case and probably brought on my present trouble. It was then afterwards I got in a fight with Jade Meioh (see Annoying Daughter-of-a-Cross-dresser-and-Older-then-Dirt Pain-in-the-Ass). It was then in that fight that I got pushed into a portal created by said teenager girl and then stole said teenage girl’s key ring in the process.

Now comes the real clincher. I got summoned by the reborn form of one of my relative’s enemies, Seth I believe he was called. Played with him for a bit and then made a deal with a snake like man I call Lord Volvo. It’s so much more then “Voldemort” in all senses, maybe not as scary but that is the good thing about it!

After that I dropped in and landed on a slightly depressed teenage boy named Harry Potter, scared two pig men and a horse woman, meet the DOOM Organization which was interesting. A weird body building female looking man, a blonde with bad sideburns, and a boy that reminds me of Duo Maxwell in the sense of his personality. The last one was the one that caught my interest; he seems like a very fun person. Hehehe…

Continuing on. I got to meet Harry’s boyfriend Draco, insulted a boy named Ron, bitch slapped a girl named Hermione. That was all on the train trip here too. Very boring afterwards, but I liked the fighting part. Don’t know why and don’t care, probably because of those hostile tendencies Dad rants about when he get’s letters from the school.

Oh yeah, I probably freaked out too many people with the innocent smile and intentions. Apparently even though this is an alternate dimension of the previous one, obviously slower in the time area too. With the innocent act I am now attending a place called Hogwarts, and finally declared War upon the House of Red and Gold- Gryffindor the Lion.

Why? Cause I feel like it! Plus Harry and Draco said something about needing entertainment to piss off the collective masses that are being a pain. So naturally I took up the challenge!

Eh, maybe I should do those footnotes of sorts now before I continue on with my latest adventures. Hmmm… Characters! You’ll want to know the characters, wouldn’t you?

Annoying Daughter-of-a-Cross-dresser-and-Older-then-Dirt Pain-in-the-Ass - very long nickname, but it describing and the words hold meaning! Jade Meioh is the daughter of the Time Guardian/Sailor Pluto/Setsuna Meioh and Maximillion Pegasus. So far she would be considered a bastard child because it happened out of wedlock and as far as any one knows it was a one night stand, seeing both sides are still obsessed over certain people *cough Mamoru cough Cecila cough*.

How do I know this?

My father is the one that played the trick on the two by getting they drunk and putting a blonde wig on Setsuna’s head and left them alone in a motel room. He claims that it is his best work ever.

Back to the Hogwarts Experience…

This is the only place where school is, dare I say it, FUN. There now another snowball war is starting in hell; I’ll have ice skating demons after me this Christmas. This is school is wicked, but not as wickedly good as the ‘Mentally Challenge Misfits vs. Evil Math Teachers of Domino City’ or the stories of ‘The Psychotic Trio vs. Sailor Scouts.’ One day it shall, but not now nor ever.

But, I have my own infamous title going on at the present moment it’s ‘Angel Bakura Screws Over Gryffindor’ starring myself and the urge to screw a group of people over (Gryffindors) and sooner or later send one into a insane rage.

Goals, gotta love them.

Without goals one lives a boring life, you see if a robber didn’t have a goal to steal things the news would always report on the grass growing. Same goes for everything else. Economy drops, someone’s in a scandal, something stupid happened… you see, these things are goal less and don’t contribute anything to make people watched TV.

Ehhh… maybe it’s time to list the goals before this goes farther off track.

Goals:

(1) To totally screw over the entire Gryffindor House in revenge for being such Stick-Up-the-Ass Snobs towards one person that has saved their asses more then one, so that would then lead to putting them in fourth place because they are being such bastards. That would also mean to put them deep enough into fourth place that they wouldn’t have a snowballs chance in the microwave of catching up with number three without the professors and such showing favoritism. That, in part, would then piss off the rest of the houses and start a complete and utter war with the Gryffie’s being surrounded on all sides by pissed off, competitive students.

(2) Is to fulfill the entire contract made with Lord Volvo (or Voldemort, but Volvo sounds better and rolls off of the tongue with ease) and make sure he takes over, not a half bad guy all he needs is some plastic surgery and someone might willingly marry him and all. His plans don’t sound half bad, but Anubis’s is slightly more entertaining and such. Especially when he talks about other such plots, but this isn’t about his kidnapping ordeals.

(3) Find away back home from this gods be damned place where hell froze over and need to thaw and kill them all. Enough said.

(4) Set up Anubis and Yumi before Nuby goes on a rage and jumps Dreamy because he’s so in love with her. Another word, closet cases or something. Must get Father in on it.

(5) Figure out what is going on with the DOOM Organization and why they are out of the loop, maybe even see if that one (Varion?) is interested in other things. Ohhh, gotta put that in another category too.

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No comment on number three and four and five, it’s been a rough week with new plots and such with threats from other people about being who I am and destroying the Pride of the Lion (but snakes are way cooler... shut up Draco, you shoulder over looker. Blonde Nut’s agreeing with laughter...) People hate me enough to glare and sneer and try and bait me into a fight, so I skip the first three and go into the fight with a laugh.

Sixty points off there and a smiling Professor Severus Snape, which I will not comment on. I think I’m just being hormonal because of the love-hate relationship of Anubis’s. I blame him, the damn curse! Which also makes me question what I’m attracted too… (Excuse me, gotta go kill Draco and Harry.) Probably tall, dark, and dangerous.

On a lower note I sorda forgot about this thing since the adventure started, my bad. Can you ever forgive me journal? (It has no choice, so why ask?) Guess that shit does happen when you make deals with people and make sure you’re a good friend towards someone that you’re starting to enjoy as a friend. Let me write my thoughts on the few people that come to mind.

Albus Dumbledore (a.k.a. Two-Faced Old Man)- don’t trust him, damn twinkle in his eyes and manipulative ways. Always hated people like that and still do, note to self make sure it’s painful. But, something else is wrong and I can’t put my finger on it…

Ron Weasly (a.k.a. Ego’s Ass Kisser)- annoying creature (bastard is a word that would be put to shame here) that’s all.

Hermione Granger (a.k.a. Wanna-be Yumi w/ No Attitude)- sorry Dreamy this isn’t an insult towards you, she’s obsessed with reading like you but your taste and attitude towards people is ten times better. ‘Good Omens’ Rules!

Draco Malfory (a.k.a. Hairspray Poster Child)- nice when away from his father and Harry’s bf (and that doesn’t stand for Best Friend either, oh sheltered ones). Reminds me of Uncle Seto is some ways, the other friend I made in this hell hole. (He approves of everything so far, even helps plan the Lion Demise. He’ll never replaced Nuby/Jackal and Dreamy/Yami Yumi, miss ya’ two.)

Harry Potter (a.k.a. Insurance’s Worst Nightmare)- dropped in on him, scared his Aunt and Uncle and Cousin, and then decided to get revenge upon his house. Nice kid, rather funny and curious... good qualities. (Note to self: Give present before leaving, would work and might be good cause to that.)

Crabbe and Goyle (a.k.a. Silent and Non-Perverted Bevis and Butthead)- see given title and ask no questions.

Small in depth look of all events said in people for the slightly confused dumbasses that might be reading this thing (You damn curious bastards! I never gave you willing permission!) ... Harry Potter is dating Draco Malfory. Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger betrayed him due to the gaining of money and power in the Wizarding Community, but he’s turned out rather well and said two in this sentence are worse then the Amazing Trio when the Trio was younger in age (if it was younger in looks they’d be to damn young). To bad your not here this time, looks like the deal would be up the alley of revenge coming out on pure happiness.

Okay, so that was interesting... not compared to the things that will be done.

By the way, Father R and B, I have yet to kill someone. Keyword is ‘yet’ and the contract leaves it open and might be worth it. Thanks Daddy Kura for those lessons in negotiation, or else I would have turned out to be just like poor reborn Seth (who is pissing me off because he can summon, bastard’s gonna die before the end of this). By the way, therapy might be needed after this if it turns into a Soap Opera or a showing of Oprah (no offense to those that like that show).

Miss Ya’ More then School-

Angelique

WAIT!!! I forgot.

By some freak thing of nature, and bad luck, I have been turned into a Sailor Scout. That damned key ring turned me into a Sailor Scout. Sailor Dimension. Father’s going to KILL me for sure.

The only up side was the fact that Jade won’t be any more. In your face! Then again, the gray ball of light is pretty funny and a good companion, so I’ll have to thank her. I named the ball of light Boondock, so it’s happy and content. The Millennium Ring hasn’t tried to kill it, so that’s good too.

We are negotiating the fact of the title ‘Sailor Scout’ and the uniform. So far we are getting pretty good at the manipulations and soon I won’t be a Scout but a Guard. That’s always a plus, but I can’t help but feel if this was all planned.

I can still recall that dream conversation. So forgive me if I write it as if it was a story.

"Seeing you took the keys from the Incompetent One, then we must do the one thing we’ve all been hoping for." a voice stated as Angel glanced around the misty planes of pure darkness. This wasn’t a good way to start a dream, especially on her adventures.

"Where the hell am I?" she asked as laughter echoed.

"The Dimensional Limbo, the place where nothing lives or dies nor exists unless needed." another stated as she twitched. "Don’t worry, we wouldn’t dream of destroying you."

"I feel so special, now, why the hell am I here?" she demanded, her urges border lining on unholy terror towards mysterious voices.

"We are here to thank you for taking away the keys from the Time Guardian’s annoying daughter." another stated with glee as she shifted from foot to foot in front of the massive darkness where the voices came from. She had a really bad feeling and knew that when she felt this something was going to be shot to hell, seeing she was talking out loud to a bunch of detached voices in a void in a place that she didn’t know. It was high time insanity was declared and the nuthouse called.

"Ummm..." she unwittingly stated, backing away and hoping that it wasn’t into a portal or something worse like Freddy Kruger... but why the hell would a psychotic maniac that killed children be after her? Obviously no comment on that, but her paranoid was setting in about being alone and talking to unknown voices.

"You are now the Dimensional Guardian, the Guardian of the Key Ring to All Realms... maybe even the Sailor Scout of the Dimensional Portals." another stated as she twitched, but her attire was different. It was then she glanced down and let out a scream that could have fit bloody murder...

Which was true, I woke up the entire Gryffindor House at three in the morning. The other conversation was with Harry.

"The Sailor Scout of the Dimensional Portals?" Harry asked with amusement as Angel nodded slowly, but the Rejected-Teenager-Who-Lived was already on the ground laughing. She glared at him and crossed her arms, still completely oblivious to what she was wearing. "First of all, with a name like that your enemies would die of confusion and then laughter at what you would end up wearing."

It was silent as Harry watched her.

"WHAT?!" she shrieked getting to her feet as he flinched, but laughed. Angel twitched and glanced down before her face took on a look of pure horror and then a look of pure hatred. She wore the traditional miniskirt, high heels, and bodice. Skirt in black with glitter colors, bodice in white, elbow length black and glitter gloves with gold rings around the top, knee high black boots, black bows and color, with a gold and black stone tiara.

Harry was dying of laughter as she growled, then paled.

"Oh shit, Dad’s gonna kill me." she groaned tapping the brooch key on the front bow. "Hellish thing! Give me back my original clothes." she grumbled as black ribbons swirled and she was left in her barrowed pajamas as a fancy gold circle with crystals and a key on it hung with the middle dangly thing on the Millennium Ring. She glanced at Harry and growled. You got to be smoking crack! No gods damned Sailor Uniforms, its bad enough the school tried to make us wear those... things. Can’t the voices just give me a nifty staff?

"What a nice and sexy uniform." he stated with a grin as she looked ready to kill him. "Just an innocent little comment." he mended quickly with hands in front of him, a showing of peace.

"Your next, Scar Boy!"

So that was about it on that.

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