Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Virus ❯ Chapter 11
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
A/N: Time flies when you are having fun! Speaking of time, I'll put in an explanation about all the weird time stuff in the next chapter, so don't worry about it. If I can get the stupid battle sequence worked out tonight, I will post again tomorrow, otherwise, don't expect an update till Monday.
Now on to the fun stuff - REVIEWS!!!
Thanks to my latest reviewers, Jadesaber and Neo-QueenRini over at Mediaminer, and kagemusha, AmunRa, Icz, Silverdrake, Priestess Michiko, Destiny's Light, and the ever fabulous Ms. Prongs over on FF.NET. You guys really make this worthwhile. I am especially pleased that so many authors of other fantastic stories are reading mine.
Ms. Prongs has drawn a super picture of Yugi, Dark Magician, and Celtic Guardian for this story. If you would like to see it, please go to http://www.geocities.com/sailor_sol_14/Yugipic4leev.jpg. She did a bang-up job. Thanks Sol-chan!
I love the reviews, guys thanks, and keep 'em coming! They are the only pay a fanfic author receives.
Attention! I have a new monster to name in this chapter: Beaver Warrior's name is now Castor. Thank you.
Disclaimers: the usual. Not mine and no money.
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Virus - Part 11
Yugi's return to consciousness was slow and languid. He yawned deeply, stretched his small form to its limits, and then settled back under the thick blankets. He cuddled closer to the body on his right, seeking its warmth to ward off the morning chill. A strong arm reached around to gather him closer and began stroking his hair. Soon a voice, soft and low, began to croon an elvish lullaby.
Because he was feeling safe and protected, it took Yugi a few moments to realize that something was wrong. Someone was in his bed! Yugi's eyes shot open and he sat up quickly. The song stopped mid-lyric. Yugi looked to his right and saw a rather amused Celtic Guardian looking back.
"Good morning, master. I did not properly introduce myself yesterday. You know me as the Celtic Guardian, but my given name is Siji."
"Good morning, Siji. Please call me Yugi."
"I am honored." Siji arose and pulled on his boots. The Magician had kept him up for hours, going on and on about how wonderful all of their lives would be now that they were a "family." He had finally feigned sleep next to Yugi. The Magician had covered him in a blanket and left his two loves to their rest.
Siji addressed Yugi again. "Through the alcove on the left, there is a large bathing pool. When you are finished, you may wish to dress and join us for breakfast in the main dining hall. Just go down the stairs. You can't miss it. I will leave you now."
"Thank you, Siji." The elf nodded. As he was pulling the door closed behind him, Yugi asked in a small voice, "He'll never let me leave this place, will he?"
Siji bit his bottom lip, and looked at his master with regret. He had no answer for the young teen. Siji closed the door and walked away. The echo of his footsteps could not block out the sound of a weeping child.
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Yugi indulged in his tears for a few minutes, then pulled himself together. He stepped through the alcove the Celtic Guardian, no, Siji had pointed out. It was just as lovely as the rest of the suite. A colored glass portal blessed the room with morning sunlight. Gold and silver fixtures poured crystal clear water into a vast porcelain bathing pool set deep into the chamber floor.
The bathing pool was filled with steaming water and was topped by a froth of multi-colored bubbles. The scent of vanilla tickled his nose. Yugi removed his clothes and waded into the warm water. Tense muscles eased their grip as he closed his eyes and sank lower into the blissful bath. A short while later, Yugi decided to get out and face the day. He dried himself with a soft towel and reached for his clothes. They were gone!
Yugi looked about desperately. His eyes landed on a pair of golden boots resting on top of a bundle of lavender robes. Drawn to the garments, Yugi pulled on the beautiful robe; it was the same color as his eyes. Egyptian symbols were embroidered in gold and ebony thread. The boots were soft to the touch and, like the robe, were the perfect size for his small frame. Back into the bedroom, Yugi stepped before a floor to ceiling mirror mounted on the wall opposite the bed and stared at his reflection.
He looked, well, innocent. The bath had dampened his hair so that his blond bangs clung to his cheeks, which still retained their baby-fat chubbiness. The thick black locks were sticking up in adorable little tufts. They would return to their customary spikes when they dried. His complexion, normally milky white, was tinged a healthy, rosy color from the heat of the bath.
His wide eyes, still tinged with fear of his unknown situation, seemed to glow in the early morning light. The robes he now wore enhanced their strange color. Yugi examined the embroidery carefully. Yami had taught him some rudimentary Egyptian, enough for Yugi to tell that these symbols were part of a powerful spell. A protection spell. Yugi knew that the clothes were a gift from the Dark Magician, but he wasn't sure that the charmed robes would protect him against the one who had cast the spell. He wondered what would happen when Yugi told the Magician that he wanted to go home? Or what would happen if Yugi ran away? Time to face the music. Yugi left his rooms and went downstairs.
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//Would you like the chance to punish the Pharaoh?//
Pegasus spun around, his remaining eye scanning the area for a face to match the eerie voice that had spoken.
//You cannot see me, Pegasus. I am inside you.//
Oh, no. It had finally happened. He knew he was going downhill, but he had so hoped that his mind would not collapse until he found a way out of the Shadow Realm and extracted his revenge.
//You are not insane, not completely anyway. Listen to me. I am your yami.//
"Yami? Like…"
//Yes, I am a spirit like the Pharaoh. I was sealed within the Millennium Eye until it was embedded into your flesh. Then I became one with you.//
"Why have you never spoken to me before?"
//There was no need. Our goals were always the same: collect all the millennium items. You, to revive the fair Cecelia, and I, to rule the world. You played your part well. It was just bad luck that the first item holder you dueled was the King of Games. When the white-haired one ripped the Eye from its socket, I was stuck here.// The spirit's voice quieted for a moment as both relived their painful separation from the Eye.
Pegasus was furious. "I have been here for months, longing for intelligent, civilized conversation, and you only now make yourself known! Why?"
//An opportunity has arisen. There is a way for us to escape the Shadow Realm. Interested, Maxi-boy?// The silky voice already knew what the host's answer would be. Plans must be made, but first things first.
//Hikari? You need a bath.//
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Yami, Bakura, and Kaiba appeared in the shadows outside of the Dark Citadel. Yami had wanted to show up right in the main hall, but caution dictated they scout the area first. This turned out to be a wise move as their spying revealed several dozen duel monster on guard duty on the castle walls. There were also several new protective wards about the castle that would have fried them instantly had they tried to materialize inside the walls.
"Do you always keep so many guards about, Pharaoh?" Bakura asked.
"Talk about paranoid," mumbled Kaiba.
"No," replied Yami. "This is new." Yami concentrated on the puzzle for a moment. "Still nothing. I have been trying to contact Yugi through our link since his disappearance. I could not contact him from the mortal world; I had hoped the link would become clear when I joined him in this dimension." Yami could not keep the disappointment from coloring his voice.
Kaiba cocked his head to one side and asked Bakura, "Are you still connected with Ryou?"
Bakura called to his light through the link. Ryou responded immediately; the words and emotions were faint, but steady. "Yes, we are still one."
"So that means that Yami's inability to communicate with Yugi must be the Dark Magician's doing." Seto began flipping through his cards. He wanted to be ready when they confronted Yugi's kidnapper. As he pulled out one of his Blue Eyes White Dragons, Seto vowed that he would personally make the Magician pay. He looked to Yami. "How do you want to do this?"
"On the off chance that there was some misunderstanding, Bakura and I will go to the front gates and see if the Dark Magician will allow us to enter. You will remain in hiding. Wait for my signal. If I cannot sway him quickly, we will have to fight."
The two Egyptians crept from their hiding place and made their way towards the massive iron gates. As they approached, they could hear and see many monsters discussing them and pointing in their direction. The gates remained closed.
Yami approached the gatehouse and its occupant, the Beaver Warrior. "Castor! You know me, and you have served me well in the past. Grant us entrance to the Citadel."
Castor did recognize Yami, the bastard! Dark Magician had told the Citadel's monsters that the Pharaoh had turned away from their little master, Yugi, and no longer tried to protect the boy. He hadn't wanted to believe it, but look at the company the traitor was keeping: the Tomb Robber! There was no question in the Beaver Warrior's mind now. Yami had betrayed them all.
"Stay back, Pharaoh Yami. You are no longer welcome here. The Dark Citadel belongs to Master Yugi now. You and your 'friend,'" sneered Castor, "can go back the way you came."
"No! Castor, hear me! Whatever the Dark Magician told you was a lie. Find Yugi! Tell him we are here. He will demand that you let us in!" Yami's plea fell on deaf ears. The Beaver Warrior backed away from the intruders and sounded the alarm. Duel monsters flooded the castle grounds, weapons at the ready. They would defend their 'Little Master' to the death.
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Now on to the fun stuff - REVIEWS!!!
Thanks to my latest reviewers, Jadesaber and Neo-QueenRini over at Mediaminer, and kagemusha, AmunRa, Icz, Silverdrake, Priestess Michiko, Destiny's Light, and the ever fabulous Ms. Prongs over on FF.NET. You guys really make this worthwhile. I am especially pleased that so many authors of other fantastic stories are reading mine.
Ms. Prongs has drawn a super picture of Yugi, Dark Magician, and Celtic Guardian for this story. If you would like to see it, please go to http://www.geocities.com/sailor_sol_14/Yugipic4leev.jpg. She did a bang-up job. Thanks Sol-chan!
I love the reviews, guys thanks, and keep 'em coming! They are the only pay a fanfic author receives.
Attention! I have a new monster to name in this chapter: Beaver Warrior's name is now Castor. Thank you.
Disclaimers: the usual. Not mine and no money.
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Virus - Part 11
Yugi's return to consciousness was slow and languid. He yawned deeply, stretched his small form to its limits, and then settled back under the thick blankets. He cuddled closer to the body on his right, seeking its warmth to ward off the morning chill. A strong arm reached around to gather him closer and began stroking his hair. Soon a voice, soft and low, began to croon an elvish lullaby.
Because he was feeling safe and protected, it took Yugi a few moments to realize that something was wrong. Someone was in his bed! Yugi's eyes shot open and he sat up quickly. The song stopped mid-lyric. Yugi looked to his right and saw a rather amused Celtic Guardian looking back.
"Good morning, master. I did not properly introduce myself yesterday. You know me as the Celtic Guardian, but my given name is Siji."
"Good morning, Siji. Please call me Yugi."
"I am honored." Siji arose and pulled on his boots. The Magician had kept him up for hours, going on and on about how wonderful all of their lives would be now that they were a "family." He had finally feigned sleep next to Yugi. The Magician had covered him in a blanket and left his two loves to their rest.
Siji addressed Yugi again. "Through the alcove on the left, there is a large bathing pool. When you are finished, you may wish to dress and join us for breakfast in the main dining hall. Just go down the stairs. You can't miss it. I will leave you now."
"Thank you, Siji." The elf nodded. As he was pulling the door closed behind him, Yugi asked in a small voice, "He'll never let me leave this place, will he?"
Siji bit his bottom lip, and looked at his master with regret. He had no answer for the young teen. Siji closed the door and walked away. The echo of his footsteps could not block out the sound of a weeping child.
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Yugi indulged in his tears for a few minutes, then pulled himself together. He stepped through the alcove the Celtic Guardian, no, Siji had pointed out. It was just as lovely as the rest of the suite. A colored glass portal blessed the room with morning sunlight. Gold and silver fixtures poured crystal clear water into a vast porcelain bathing pool set deep into the chamber floor.
The bathing pool was filled with steaming water and was topped by a froth of multi-colored bubbles. The scent of vanilla tickled his nose. Yugi removed his clothes and waded into the warm water. Tense muscles eased their grip as he closed his eyes and sank lower into the blissful bath. A short while later, Yugi decided to get out and face the day. He dried himself with a soft towel and reached for his clothes. They were gone!
Yugi looked about desperately. His eyes landed on a pair of golden boots resting on top of a bundle of lavender robes. Drawn to the garments, Yugi pulled on the beautiful robe; it was the same color as his eyes. Egyptian symbols were embroidered in gold and ebony thread. The boots were soft to the touch and, like the robe, were the perfect size for his small frame. Back into the bedroom, Yugi stepped before a floor to ceiling mirror mounted on the wall opposite the bed and stared at his reflection.
He looked, well, innocent. The bath had dampened his hair so that his blond bangs clung to his cheeks, which still retained their baby-fat chubbiness. The thick black locks were sticking up in adorable little tufts. They would return to their customary spikes when they dried. His complexion, normally milky white, was tinged a healthy, rosy color from the heat of the bath.
His wide eyes, still tinged with fear of his unknown situation, seemed to glow in the early morning light. The robes he now wore enhanced their strange color. Yugi examined the embroidery carefully. Yami had taught him some rudimentary Egyptian, enough for Yugi to tell that these symbols were part of a powerful spell. A protection spell. Yugi knew that the clothes were a gift from the Dark Magician, but he wasn't sure that the charmed robes would protect him against the one who had cast the spell. He wondered what would happen when Yugi told the Magician that he wanted to go home? Or what would happen if Yugi ran away? Time to face the music. Yugi left his rooms and went downstairs.
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//Would you like the chance to punish the Pharaoh?//
Pegasus spun around, his remaining eye scanning the area for a face to match the eerie voice that had spoken.
//You cannot see me, Pegasus. I am inside you.//
Oh, no. It had finally happened. He knew he was going downhill, but he had so hoped that his mind would not collapse until he found a way out of the Shadow Realm and extracted his revenge.
//You are not insane, not completely anyway. Listen to me. I am your yami.//
"Yami? Like…"
//Yes, I am a spirit like the Pharaoh. I was sealed within the Millennium Eye until it was embedded into your flesh. Then I became one with you.//
"Why have you never spoken to me before?"
//There was no need. Our goals were always the same: collect all the millennium items. You, to revive the fair Cecelia, and I, to rule the world. You played your part well. It was just bad luck that the first item holder you dueled was the King of Games. When the white-haired one ripped the Eye from its socket, I was stuck here.// The spirit's voice quieted for a moment as both relived their painful separation from the Eye.
Pegasus was furious. "I have been here for months, longing for intelligent, civilized conversation, and you only now make yourself known! Why?"
//An opportunity has arisen. There is a way for us to escape the Shadow Realm. Interested, Maxi-boy?// The silky voice already knew what the host's answer would be. Plans must be made, but first things first.
//Hikari? You need a bath.//
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Yami, Bakura, and Kaiba appeared in the shadows outside of the Dark Citadel. Yami had wanted to show up right in the main hall, but caution dictated they scout the area first. This turned out to be a wise move as their spying revealed several dozen duel monster on guard duty on the castle walls. There were also several new protective wards about the castle that would have fried them instantly had they tried to materialize inside the walls.
"Do you always keep so many guards about, Pharaoh?" Bakura asked.
"Talk about paranoid," mumbled Kaiba.
"No," replied Yami. "This is new." Yami concentrated on the puzzle for a moment. "Still nothing. I have been trying to contact Yugi through our link since his disappearance. I could not contact him from the mortal world; I had hoped the link would become clear when I joined him in this dimension." Yami could not keep the disappointment from coloring his voice.
Kaiba cocked his head to one side and asked Bakura, "Are you still connected with Ryou?"
Bakura called to his light through the link. Ryou responded immediately; the words and emotions were faint, but steady. "Yes, we are still one."
"So that means that Yami's inability to communicate with Yugi must be the Dark Magician's doing." Seto began flipping through his cards. He wanted to be ready when they confronted Yugi's kidnapper. As he pulled out one of his Blue Eyes White Dragons, Seto vowed that he would personally make the Magician pay. He looked to Yami. "How do you want to do this?"
"On the off chance that there was some misunderstanding, Bakura and I will go to the front gates and see if the Dark Magician will allow us to enter. You will remain in hiding. Wait for my signal. If I cannot sway him quickly, we will have to fight."
The two Egyptians crept from their hiding place and made their way towards the massive iron gates. As they approached, they could hear and see many monsters discussing them and pointing in their direction. The gates remained closed.
Yami approached the gatehouse and its occupant, the Beaver Warrior. "Castor! You know me, and you have served me well in the past. Grant us entrance to the Citadel."
Castor did recognize Yami, the bastard! Dark Magician had told the Citadel's monsters that the Pharaoh had turned away from their little master, Yugi, and no longer tried to protect the boy. He hadn't wanted to believe it, but look at the company the traitor was keeping: the Tomb Robber! There was no question in the Beaver Warrior's mind now. Yami had betrayed them all.
"Stay back, Pharaoh Yami. You are no longer welcome here. The Dark Citadel belongs to Master Yugi now. You and your 'friend,'" sneered Castor, "can go back the way you came."
"No! Castor, hear me! Whatever the Dark Magician told you was a lie. Find Yugi! Tell him we are here. He will demand that you let us in!" Yami's plea fell on deaf ears. The Beaver Warrior backed away from the intruders and sounded the alarm. Duel monsters flooded the castle grounds, weapons at the ready. They would defend their 'Little Master' to the death.
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