Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Virus ❯ Chapter 20
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: leev 
Bakura's back, and we get a peek at his past. Pegasus is making a habit of saving Yugi. This time, from Seto.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Suspense | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 421 | Status: Work In Progress
Bakura's back, and we get a peek at his past. Pegasus is making a habit of saving Yugi. This time, from Seto.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Suspense | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 421 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimers: Blah-blah-blah-blah. It's Part 20 already; I think you know the drill.
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Virus - Part 20
Bakura had been the most famous and prolific thief and tomb robber in all of Egypt. His fame stemmed not only from the number of valuable items he successfully pilfered, but also from his uncanny ability to sense when a trap had been laid for him. Here in the Shadow Realm his 'Spidey-sense,' as Ryou would put it, was tingling like crazy.
This was wrong. This was just plain wrong, wrong, wrong. He had landed the Petit Dragon some distance away and had sneaked towards this depressing pile of rocks. His Millennium Ring told him that Seto Kaiba was in there. Bakura felt there was something more. There was something about this place. His cursed memory refused to give him the reason behind his fear. Something happened here a long time ago. Something about Bakura, and another man, and something else. Something evil.
As he crept closer, the name of the rock pile came floating up from the well of his mind: Forbidden Keep. Bakura's breathing picked up and his heart beat painfully in his chest.
~ Flashback~
A white-haired boy quaked in fear and pain. He was laying naked on a cold slab of stone. Rivulets of blood wound their way down his arms: the shackles had bitten deeply into his tender skin. A sound reached his ears, but the blindfold did not allow him to see what was making the noise. He had the sense of an enormous presence next to him. A repulsive odor clogged his nose.
He felt something stroke his chest, and he strained his muscles to their utmost, trying to escape that touch. An eardrum shattering shriek of blackest rage nearly deafened him. The presence at his side retreated, taking it's stink with it.
The boy was relived. Maybe that other man, the one who lured him here and did …things…to him, would let him go now. He felt a terrible need to scrub the slimy trail of mucus from his skin. He felt dirty.
~End Flashback~
"Oh, by Ra! No!" Bakura had just remembered the first attempt at a Dark Soul Ritual. He had been the intended sacrifice! The other man, the one with the long silver hair, reminded him of a certain one-eyed hippie he had banished to the Shadow Realm not long ago. Bakura could not remember the other man's name, but he recalled the title he was bestowed when the Pharaoh punished him.
"Chikan." Bakura understood now. Pegasus had a yami. A yami who knew about the ancient power lurking in the Shadow Realm. Well, that would certainly explain why the Pharaoh's hikari was taken. He was the new sacrifice. The last ritual could not be consummated because Bakura's innocence had been shattered by the child predator.
Bakura had no love for the Pharaoh's pride and joy, but he would not allow a child, any child, to be hurt that way. Especially when such a ritual would jeopardize his own chances of controlling all of the millennium items. Now Chikan was back. That evil man had f*cked up his life. Pay back is such a bitch. The yami's coffee-colored eyes positively glowed with delicious visions of torture and mutilation. He couldn't wait.
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Seto settled Yugi on the thin mattress and sat beside him. No food was given to the prisoners, but water was provided when asked. "At least we wouldn't die of dehydration," thought Seto.
He was having an argument with himself. One on side was the passionate Seto, the person he always wanted to be but duty and responsibility prevented him from becoming. On the other side was the emotionless Seto, the one who had become CEO of the world's most influential multi-national company. That was the side that was coldly telling him to take Yugi. Now.
//Why? We can just wait. Yami will try to rescue Yugi. We'll just wait for him.//
/You can't wait. You don't know where we are or how long it will take the yamis to find us. It could take days and that is simply time Yugi doesn't have. Take him now. The longer you put it off the harder it will be to do it./
//I don't think I can. I-I love him so much. I can't bear the thought of hurting him.//
/But you can bear the thought of allowing him to be tortured, raped, and murdered? And what about the rest of the world? If this "Other" thing escapes the Shadow Realm, what about all of the thousands, millions, of people who will share his fate? Don't be weak./
//What if I seduced him? Made love to him, not rape? He wouldn't be a virgin any more.//
/Weren't you listening? It's not virginity that counts, it's innocence. Yugi is the kind of person who could have a thousand lovers, but if he gave himself to each of them with love in his heart he wouldn't be a virgin, but he would still be innocent. There is a difference. And that is why you have to hurt him when you take him./
Seto's argument continued for only a few more moments. He really didn't have a choice. If he raped Yugi in as brutal a manner as possible, it would strip the boy of his innocence and Pegasus would not be able to offer him as a sacrifice. Of course, Yami would absolutely destroy him when he found out. But if he didn't do it, Yugi would be the doorway to the destruction of an entire world. No choice. He took a deep breath and began his assault.
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//Will you please tell me what the hell you think you're doing? I didn't say anything when you dragged Kaiba back here because I thought you were going to use him to keep the little one in line. Now you're talking to him, telling him our plans. What are you up to Max?//
"Stop calling me that. I am Maximilian, Pegasus, or Mr. Pegasus, whichever you prefer. I will even allow the ridiculous 'aibou' or 'hikari,' but I am not 'Max.'"
//Fine. I'll take 'Max.' I like the sound of it. Yami Max. Much better than Chikan.//
Pegasus snorted into his wine glass, nearly choking on the fragrant beverage. His experience with the Millennium Eye had taught him not only how to probe the minds of others, but how to shield his own thoughts from invasion. Without the Eye, his yami was unable to read any thoughts not specifically directed at him. That was Pegasus' advantage. That was what would get him out of this mess with his new obsession by his side. Everything was going according to plan, as if it had been scripted. Now, if only Pharaoh Yami would play his part.
"Let's go check on our guests, shall we? I think it's time to have another talk with Kaiba-boy."
//I wish you would tell me what you are planning for that one, Pegasus. Don't do anything that will jeopardize the plan.//
"Don't worry about me, Chikan. I intend to follow through with the plan. I am betting everything on it working to perfection. Absolutely everything."
Pegasus made his way to the dungeons, looking neither left nor right. His attention was focused on the lone locked cell at the end of the corridor. The corridor itself was empty of guards. There was no way out for those two, so what was the point of actually standing in front of the cell? As he neared the end of the corridor, he heard a strange sound. It was coming from his captives cell; was that crying?
Pegasus flicked open the shutter over the small window and gasped at the sight within. Seto Kaiba was kneeling behind little Yugi Motuo. Yugi was sprawled face down on the flimsy bedding, pinned in place by one of Kaiba's strong hands. His robes had been ripped off his body and lay in shreds around him. The sounds Pegasus had heard were Yugi's cries, pleading with Kaiba to stop, just please stop.
Kaiba had placed his knees between Yugi's legs and was pressing outward, spreading the young man's thighs, granting him access. His free hand reached for his belt.
//Stop him! Stop him before the sacrifice is ruined again!//
Pegasus called for the guards, unlocked and flung open the cell door. In a strange role reversal, it was now Pegasus who tackled Seto from behind, rolling him off of Yugi's body. The guards arrived and beat Kaiba into submission.
Yugi was in shock, with rivers of tears flowing from his wide, wide eyes. Pegasus approached the boy slowly, stripping off his red smoking jacket. Cooing words of comfort, he gently placed Yugi in the jacket and tied it in front, hiding Yugi's nakedness. He kept his body between Yugi and the sight of his guards working over the other boy.
"Don't kill him. Take him back to the dining hall. Notify me when he awakes." Pegasus picked up Yugi, who wrapped his arms and legs around his newfound protector. Startled for a moment, but immeasurably pleased, Pegasus carried the teenager to his private chambers, and tucked him into the large canopied bed.
"You may sleep here tonight. You will be safe with me, Little One. I will allow no one to harm you again."
As Yugi drifted to sleep, traumatized from his experience in the cell with Seto, he recalled hearing those same words before. He felt no safer now than he did then.
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A/N: Whew! I was quite pleased with everyone's reactions to the last chapter. Horribly graphic, but necessary to the story. Lots of stuff going on here, ne? I would love to hear your opinions.
A special kudo to Madyamisam, who inspired the "one-eyed hippie" comment. Check out her stories and also the funny, funny reviews she leaves me. They are such a hoot! And Sam? I hope this helps your Yugi muse overcome the graphic chapter induced trauma. 'Cause I really like "My Fair Yami."
Ms. Prongs: I really am sorry about that. I should have given you more warning before springing that stuff on you. A thousand and one gomens!
pikazoom: Yep! My little Yugi-chan is a grade-A number one Trouble Magnet!
Jadesaber: Sorry! I must not have written that part well. Pegasus doesn't want anybody to touch Yugi. That would ruin the 'offering.' And Seto doesn't really want to rape Yugi, he just wants to save his life. I hope this chapter cleared that little bit up.
Icz: I don't know what La Blue Girl and Legend of the Overfiend is (are?) but I have been watching a lot of "The Price Is Right" lately. Could that be it? And I think Seto's spork was confiscated by airport security. Oh, and fear not. My crystal ball sees many a can of whoop ass being opened by the yamis.
Towairaito Zoon: In my world, everybody's getting some. Somewhere. Except for Yugi. For now. I love short sentences.
lily22: Like I said to pikazoom, Yugi is a trouble magnet. I know Yugi looks like everybody's victim here, but I know he's a tough little dude. I expect him to get his sh*t together any second now.
Ta-ta for now!
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Virus - Part 20
Bakura had been the most famous and prolific thief and tomb robber in all of Egypt. His fame stemmed not only from the number of valuable items he successfully pilfered, but also from his uncanny ability to sense when a trap had been laid for him. Here in the Shadow Realm his 'Spidey-sense,' as Ryou would put it, was tingling like crazy.
This was wrong. This was just plain wrong, wrong, wrong. He had landed the Petit Dragon some distance away and had sneaked towards this depressing pile of rocks. His Millennium Ring told him that Seto Kaiba was in there. Bakura felt there was something more. There was something about this place. His cursed memory refused to give him the reason behind his fear. Something happened here a long time ago. Something about Bakura, and another man, and something else. Something evil.
As he crept closer, the name of the rock pile came floating up from the well of his mind: Forbidden Keep. Bakura's breathing picked up and his heart beat painfully in his chest.
~ Flashback~
A white-haired boy quaked in fear and pain. He was laying naked on a cold slab of stone. Rivulets of blood wound their way down his arms: the shackles had bitten deeply into his tender skin. A sound reached his ears, but the blindfold did not allow him to see what was making the noise. He had the sense of an enormous presence next to him. A repulsive odor clogged his nose.
He felt something stroke his chest, and he strained his muscles to their utmost, trying to escape that touch. An eardrum shattering shriek of blackest rage nearly deafened him. The presence at his side retreated, taking it's stink with it.
The boy was relived. Maybe that other man, the one who lured him here and did …things…to him, would let him go now. He felt a terrible need to scrub the slimy trail of mucus from his skin. He felt dirty.
~End Flashback~
"Oh, by Ra! No!" Bakura had just remembered the first attempt at a Dark Soul Ritual. He had been the intended sacrifice! The other man, the one with the long silver hair, reminded him of a certain one-eyed hippie he had banished to the Shadow Realm not long ago. Bakura could not remember the other man's name, but he recalled the title he was bestowed when the Pharaoh punished him.
"Chikan." Bakura understood now. Pegasus had a yami. A yami who knew about the ancient power lurking in the Shadow Realm. Well, that would certainly explain why the Pharaoh's hikari was taken. He was the new sacrifice. The last ritual could not be consummated because Bakura's innocence had been shattered by the child predator.
Bakura had no love for the Pharaoh's pride and joy, but he would not allow a child, any child, to be hurt that way. Especially when such a ritual would jeopardize his own chances of controlling all of the millennium items. Now Chikan was back. That evil man had f*cked up his life. Pay back is such a bitch. The yami's coffee-colored eyes positively glowed with delicious visions of torture and mutilation. He couldn't wait.
************************************************************ ******************************
Seto settled Yugi on the thin mattress and sat beside him. No food was given to the prisoners, but water was provided when asked. "At least we wouldn't die of dehydration," thought Seto.
He was having an argument with himself. One on side was the passionate Seto, the person he always wanted to be but duty and responsibility prevented him from becoming. On the other side was the emotionless Seto, the one who had become CEO of the world's most influential multi-national company. That was the side that was coldly telling him to take Yugi. Now.
//Why? We can just wait. Yami will try to rescue Yugi. We'll just wait for him.//
/You can't wait. You don't know where we are or how long it will take the yamis to find us. It could take days and that is simply time Yugi doesn't have. Take him now. The longer you put it off the harder it will be to do it./
//I don't think I can. I-I love him so much. I can't bear the thought of hurting him.//
/But you can bear the thought of allowing him to be tortured, raped, and murdered? And what about the rest of the world? If this "Other" thing escapes the Shadow Realm, what about all of the thousands, millions, of people who will share his fate? Don't be weak./
//What if I seduced him? Made love to him, not rape? He wouldn't be a virgin any more.//
/Weren't you listening? It's not virginity that counts, it's innocence. Yugi is the kind of person who could have a thousand lovers, but if he gave himself to each of them with love in his heart he wouldn't be a virgin, but he would still be innocent. There is a difference. And that is why you have to hurt him when you take him./
Seto's argument continued for only a few more moments. He really didn't have a choice. If he raped Yugi in as brutal a manner as possible, it would strip the boy of his innocence and Pegasus would not be able to offer him as a sacrifice. Of course, Yami would absolutely destroy him when he found out. But if he didn't do it, Yugi would be the doorway to the destruction of an entire world. No choice. He took a deep breath and began his assault.
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//Will you please tell me what the hell you think you're doing? I didn't say anything when you dragged Kaiba back here because I thought you were going to use him to keep the little one in line. Now you're talking to him, telling him our plans. What are you up to Max?//
"Stop calling me that. I am Maximilian, Pegasus, or Mr. Pegasus, whichever you prefer. I will even allow the ridiculous 'aibou' or 'hikari,' but I am not 'Max.'"
//Fine. I'll take 'Max.' I like the sound of it. Yami Max. Much better than Chikan.//
Pegasus snorted into his wine glass, nearly choking on the fragrant beverage. His experience with the Millennium Eye had taught him not only how to probe the minds of others, but how to shield his own thoughts from invasion. Without the Eye, his yami was unable to read any thoughts not specifically directed at him. That was Pegasus' advantage. That was what would get him out of this mess with his new obsession by his side. Everything was going according to plan, as if it had been scripted. Now, if only Pharaoh Yami would play his part.
"Let's go check on our guests, shall we? I think it's time to have another talk with Kaiba-boy."
//I wish you would tell me what you are planning for that one, Pegasus. Don't do anything that will jeopardize the plan.//
"Don't worry about me, Chikan. I intend to follow through with the plan. I am betting everything on it working to perfection. Absolutely everything."
Pegasus made his way to the dungeons, looking neither left nor right. His attention was focused on the lone locked cell at the end of the corridor. The corridor itself was empty of guards. There was no way out for those two, so what was the point of actually standing in front of the cell? As he neared the end of the corridor, he heard a strange sound. It was coming from his captives cell; was that crying?
Pegasus flicked open the shutter over the small window and gasped at the sight within. Seto Kaiba was kneeling behind little Yugi Motuo. Yugi was sprawled face down on the flimsy bedding, pinned in place by one of Kaiba's strong hands. His robes had been ripped off his body and lay in shreds around him. The sounds Pegasus had heard were Yugi's cries, pleading with Kaiba to stop, just please stop.
Kaiba had placed his knees between Yugi's legs and was pressing outward, spreading the young man's thighs, granting him access. His free hand reached for his belt.
//Stop him! Stop him before the sacrifice is ruined again!//
Pegasus called for the guards, unlocked and flung open the cell door. In a strange role reversal, it was now Pegasus who tackled Seto from behind, rolling him off of Yugi's body. The guards arrived and beat Kaiba into submission.
Yugi was in shock, with rivers of tears flowing from his wide, wide eyes. Pegasus approached the boy slowly, stripping off his red smoking jacket. Cooing words of comfort, he gently placed Yugi in the jacket and tied it in front, hiding Yugi's nakedness. He kept his body between Yugi and the sight of his guards working over the other boy.
"Don't kill him. Take him back to the dining hall. Notify me when he awakes." Pegasus picked up Yugi, who wrapped his arms and legs around his newfound protector. Startled for a moment, but immeasurably pleased, Pegasus carried the teenager to his private chambers, and tucked him into the large canopied bed.
"You may sleep here tonight. You will be safe with me, Little One. I will allow no one to harm you again."
As Yugi drifted to sleep, traumatized from his experience in the cell with Seto, he recalled hearing those same words before. He felt no safer now than he did then.
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A/N: Whew! I was quite pleased with everyone's reactions to the last chapter. Horribly graphic, but necessary to the story. Lots of stuff going on here, ne? I would love to hear your opinions.
A special kudo to Madyamisam, who inspired the "one-eyed hippie" comment. Check out her stories and also the funny, funny reviews she leaves me. They are such a hoot! And Sam? I hope this helps your Yugi muse overcome the graphic chapter induced trauma. 'Cause I really like "My Fair Yami."
Ms. Prongs: I really am sorry about that. I should have given you more warning before springing that stuff on you. A thousand and one gomens!
pikazoom: Yep! My little Yugi-chan is a grade-A number one Trouble Magnet!
Jadesaber: Sorry! I must not have written that part well. Pegasus doesn't want anybody to touch Yugi. That would ruin the 'offering.' And Seto doesn't really want to rape Yugi, he just wants to save his life. I hope this chapter cleared that little bit up.
Icz: I don't know what La Blue Girl and Legend of the Overfiend is (are?) but I have been watching a lot of "The Price Is Right" lately. Could that be it? And I think Seto's spork was confiscated by airport security. Oh, and fear not. My crystal ball sees many a can of whoop ass being opened by the yamis.
Towairaito Zoon: In my world, everybody's getting some. Somewhere. Except for Yugi. For now. I love short sentences.
lily22: Like I said to pikazoom, Yugi is a trouble magnet. I know Yugi looks like everybody's victim here, but I know he's a tough little dude. I expect him to get his sh*t together any second now.
Ta-ta for now!