Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Hunters ❯ Unlikely Attack and Discovery ( Chapter 11 )

Hi, all. Sorry it's been over a week since I updated. I spent last week in Barcelona, Spain during my break. Then I had to take a few days rest from my break. Barcelona is a big beautiful city. Sorry for any grammar mistakes. I am thinking in Spanish but typing in English, so there is bound to be mistakes that I don't catch.

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/ Yugi to Yami / // Yami to Yugi // \Ryou to Bakura\

\\ Bakura to Ryou \\ [Malik to Marik] [[Marik to Malik]]

(Seto to Jou) ((Jou to Seto))

* General conversation * Personal thoughts +Commands+

The Hunters

Tiger_Serenity

Chapter Eleven

Unlikely Attack and Discovery

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"Uh, Jou, have you seen Malik? He just left and didn't say where he was going?"

"He was here a second ago."

"Malik?"

\ Bakura, does Marik know where Malik is?" \

\\ Let me check. \\

\ Okay. \

\\ What?! Ryou get to Yami now! \\

(Jou, get to Yami!)

They ran up the stairs to Yugi's room. They froze as they saw Malik.

His eyes were glazed over. A knife from the kitchen table was poised over Yami, ready to attack. A twisted smile graced his face. "Malik, stop!"

Yugi jerked awake. He yelled. Dama flashed into the room, ready to attack, but froze as he also saw Malik. He mouth dropped open in shock.

Jou took action before he even realized what he was doing. He jumped and hit Malik in his side, driving him to the floor. "Malik, snap out of it! What is wrong with you?"

Yami sat up, eyes blazing. + Let go of his mind! You will control it no longer +

A haunted voice came out of Malik's mouth. "I told you we would meet again, prince. Next time we do, it will be over your dead body."

"I highly doubt that."

"I don't. Oh, and by the way…goodbye, Jounouchi." The knife flashed quickly. Yami moved too late to stop it.

"Jou!" Yugi screamed. He watched as blood sprayed out of the gash on Jou's neck. It slowly lessened at the concentrated look on Yami's face.

Laughter that was vaguely familiar to Yami came out of Malik's mouth, but he was too busy concentrating on Jou to try and remember.

Malik's eyes slowly unglazed as the creature's presence left his mind. He heard the lingering laughter. "Oh no, not again." Then he noticed the shocked figure above him, and all the blood. "Jou! What have I done!?"

Jou slowly pitched forward. Yami caught him quickly, still staunching the flow with his mind. * Seto! *

(Jou, don't you dare…) Don't you dare leave me… Seto had known the minute Jou was struck. He was now running faster than he ever had in his life toward the game shop.

"Jou! Jou!!" Yugi was crying. He didn't know what to do. He clung to the sobbing Ryou. Malik stared in horror as he struggled to get up off the floor.

Suddenly a figure dressed in armor appeared in front of Yami, startling him. "Give him here."

"Huh? Asman?"

"Yami, let him have him! Hurry!"

Yami slowly let go of Jou, letting him fall forward into the waiting arms of Asman.

"You better get back in here quick, Seto. He is starting to…" He slashed his wrist. He's starting to let go…

"I'm right here, Asman." Seto ran in the room, skidding to a stop. "I'll repair the artery and the gash. You replace the blood he lost."

The other hunters ran in behind him. They stopped and stared at Jou. They saw the desperate looks on both Seto and Asman's faces. Seto flashed out of his body into Jou to start repairing the cut flesh.

"Huh?" Yami looked around questioningly then jerked as information flooded his mind from Yugi. "He's a…quarter?" The others didn't even blink as Jou unconsciously latched onto Asman's wrist.

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Seto's View

(Don't you dare, Jou. Don't give up!) His mind is so quiet. Jou, don't you dare leave me! It will kill me… (Fight it, Jou! Don't you dare die on me!) His pleas turned desperate. He worked as fast as he could. The knife had cut deep.

He felt Jou's mind give one small shudder. (That's it, Jou. Just a few more minutes and you will be all healed. Fight what your body wants to do. Reach for me. Reach…)

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Yami's View

Whoever did this to Jou is going to pay…Seto will see to that. I can feel his anger and desperation. He watched the gash of Jou's neck slowly close. Only one small scar remained as a reminder.

Seto pulled back into his own body. He wobbled on his feet. He accepted the wrist that Yami held out to him while Bakura cleaned the room of the drying blood.

"Is Jou all right, Yami?" Yugi was staring at his pale friend. He was still shaking slightly. He pulled him into a gentle hug.

"He lost a lot of blood, but he will be fine. Seto put him into a deep healing sleep. He should be back to normal in a few days. Yet again, I couldn't get to him." Asman hung his head.

"Asman! You got here when you could. I'm glad you did because I doubt he would have accepted anyone else's blood! Even if he was unconscious! He may have his memories back, but it is still slightly weird to him." Seto's eyes glared. "You care for him, and he cares you. You're there when he really needed you. You're his friend as well."

"I agree with him, Asman." Yami stepped forward, still holding Yugi. "Thank you for guarding him. If you had not, he would have been long dead. You saved his life on many accounts."

"Thank you, Seto. To you as well, Prince Yami."

Yami sighed. How much have I missed while I was out…wait… * Seto! *

* Yes? *

* Yugi was in danger, and you knocked me back out! *

* Marik and Bakura were there. Marik protected him, and destroyed the puppet before it could even touch Yugi. Dama was there as well. *

* He could have been hurt! Or worse! *

* He would not have been hurt! Do you have such little faith in your fellow hunters? *

Yami paused. He sighed. * No, I do not. Thank you, Marik. *

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Marik's View

* You're welcome. You care for the boy, Yami. More than you want to admit. *

* Speaking of which, where did your little fetish go, Marik? * Bakura looked around.

Marik jumped up. "Malik?" [[Malik?]]

[Leave me alone.]

[[Where are you?]]

[I said leave me alone!]]

Emotions were flooding through the link between them. He knew that Malik was trying to block them, but his inexperienced mind wasn't succeeding. One thought caught his mind instantly.

The thought of death. [[Oh no, you don't!]] He ran out of the room.

* Marik? *

* He wants to kill himself! *

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Malik's View

Malik had stumbled from the room. I was used again. He used me to hurt Jou.

He ran out the back door. I'm a danger to everyone. The knife that still showed Jou's blood was clutched in his hand. He could feel that Marik was searching for him.

He won't find me in time. I refuse to be used again by that monster. He was running as fast as he could through the city park. He tripped over a root and went sprawling onto the ground. He didn't bother to get up. Instead he stayed there, staring at the knife.

A gloved hand took it away from him. "Whip! Give it back!" He jumped up.

"No. I will not allow you to harm yourself." He danced back as Malik grabbed for the knife.

"What about me hurting others!? I almost killed Jou because that thing had my mind. I'm dangerous, Whip. You know it!"

"It can be overcome, Malik."

"How?" Malik stared at him.

"If the vampire is destroyed, your mind will be freed. Or…"

"Or?"

"You could go through conversion. It would purge the blood from your system." There was a glint behind Whip's eyes as he smiled.

"I don't want to go completely crazy." Malik shook his head and sighed.

"Why would you go crazy?"

"Yami told us that if the human wasn't bonded to their mate, they could go crazy."

"Oh. That. It won't happen." He shrugged.

"Malik!" A figure swooped from the air, shifting as he hit the ground.

"He arrives." Whip barely whispered, but they both caught it as he disappeared.

"What did he mean, Malik?"

"I don't know." He felt Marik search through his mind. He felt his surprise at Whip's comment about conversion.

"Why would he mention that?"

"Again, I don't know." He saw Marik grow pensive. He tried to see what he was thinking, but he was blocked. Suddenly, Marik's eyes widened.

"Well, I'll be damned. Why didn't I realize it before?"

"What?"

"Nothing. Now, listen to me. What happened back there was not your fault. You had nothing to do with it. It was the vampire. Not you. You have no reason to kill yourself. You will come back with me. You will sleep. I will guard over you."

"But you haven't…"

"Fed?"

"Yeah. Go ahead and take mine. Save you from having to hunt for it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

[[And this makes three.]] He pulled Malik to him. He surprised him by stepping around behind him. The smell of his own hair wafted to his nose. Marik's fingers combed through it, exposing his neck.

Several sensations were running rampant through his body. Marik's fingers pulled gently at the hair twisted around them. His breath brushed against the back of his ear. "Hm…interesting."

"Wh…what?" He was nearly purring in Marik's mind.

"Your reaction. What will you do if I did this?" He jerked as teeth nipped at his ear, pulling on it.

"What…what are you doing…to me?" He moaned softly as his tongue swirled over his pulse. His head lulled sideways, exposing for of his neck to the sensation.

[[Testing.]]

[Testing? Testing what?]

[[You.]]

[Me? How?] He gasped as a hand began smoothing over his back in lazy circles. [Marik…please.]

He felt him smirk against his neck. [[Please what?]]

[I don't…I don't know.]

[[Do you want this?]] He nipped at the pulse.

[Yes! Drink!] He moaned as Marik's teeth sank into his neck. His skin was tingling. Images filled his mind. He couldn't tell if they came from Marik or himself. The feeling of Marik drinking from him was overwhelming his senses. He could easily read his reaction as well.

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Marik's View

Marik's mind was fuzzy. Malik's emotions swirled through it. Images flashed across his eyes. He heard him moan. He shifted against him, arching his back to brush against Marik's chest. [[You little…hentai.]]

[Those images are not all mine.] Malik smirked back at him.

Marik retracted his teeth. He glanced at the marks. This is the test. They began to close. Two small barely noticeable marks remained. He ran his tongue over them. [[He knew.]]

[He who knew what?]

[[Whip.]]

[What?]

He leaned down until his mouth was right at Malik's ear. "That you were my mate."

"What?" Malik turned to face him.

"Those marks prove it. After I drank from you a third time, they appeared. They are the mark of a mated pair."

"I'm a…mate?"

"Not a mate. My mate." He leaned forward. His mouth briefly passed across Malik's. A jolt passed through both of them. He smirked, then attacked the mouth again. He felt Malik's hands fist tightly in his hair. He read him mind, and opened his mouth willingly to Marik's exploring tongue.

The need for air forced them to separate, but the feeling like he had been burnt remaining on his lips. Words he had never learned nor heard before fell from his lips.

"Now across all time

You are forever mine.

Safe within my care

Apart can never tear;

Our hearts as one

Under Ra, the sun

We are mated pair."

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Malik's View

He felt a strange twisting in his chest. "What was that?"

"Our hearts now beat the same. All of this is proof that you are my true mate. I would only say a spell like that if you were.

Malik shifted. "What does this mean?"

"You could undergo conversion if you so desired, but the process is painful."

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Marik's View

* Marik? *

* Yes, my prince? *

*Have you found Malik? *

* Yes, I have. *

* Bring him back here. I am going to try sealing off the vampire's control for a while. *

He looked back down at Malik. "Think on it first. We must go back now."