Dark Spirit

Darkness. Darkness and… silence. An odd combination. What was happening? His body felt numb. Sunk into the ground. He was cold. Detached. Like he was outside of his body. His fingers curled into the ground as he willed himself to move. What had happened? He remembered rushing the palace, he remembered the items…

Zorc

Did he win..? Did he.. that voice. That voice. It filled him with such an inconceivable amount of rage. Bakura’s eyes rose up to meet the face of that man and the voices all flooded back to him. Voices of sorrow and pain. Voices of anger and hate. The palace deserved to fall. Kill them, kill them, kill them all.

Once violet eyes now a strikingly violent red. He snapped the man’s hand out of his way and clamored to his feet. “Pharaoh,” the thief snarled. “You’re impressively hard to kill.”

Yami raised an eyebrow at the man.  “Have we met before?” he asked.

He tried to search his memories for someone who looked like this in one of his punishment games, but he didn’t remember anyone who looked so striking.  “I never thought I would find someone else who possessed a Millennium Item besides myself and Shadi.  Are you Egyptian?”  A less pleasant thought occured to him.  “Did Shadi send you?  I beat him in a shadow game once, and I’ll do it again if that’s what he wants.”

"Oi. Are you awake?" asked Yami. The man was obviously still alive, his chest was shuddering, but he didn't seem conscious. In fact, he was face down on the floor. The Millennium Puzzle clinked quietly as he bent down in front of the man to try and wake him.

"Today's the day." The day they would be married, according to Haou's country's rites first, and then in the Egyptian fashion.

: Here's how easy it was to get away with a bank robbery in the 30s: as long as you weren't still there when the police arrived, you had a 99% chance of getting away with it.

: It's 100% easier to do things than to do them.

: I was once on the telephone with blockbuster.

: I think Emily Dickinson's a lesbian.

: Being president looks like the worst job in the world.

: Why do people shush animals? They've never spoken.

: Things don't exist until they exist.

: You have the moral backbone of a chocolate éclair.

: You all have a relative who is an expert even though they really don't know what they're talking about.

: Sometimes babies will point at me, and I don't care for that shit at all.

: I definitely look like a toddler.

: You will die on August 7th, 2037.

: Everyone get out of the way! I just want to sit here and feed my birds.

: One feels like a duck splashing around in all this wet!

: Anyone who's seen my dick and met my parents needs to die.

: They haven't let their minds wander since Egypt.

: Adult life is already so goddamn weird!

: This is an on fire garbage can.

: I look like I was just sitting in a room in a chair eating saltines for like twenty-eight years.

: In terms of instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin.

: Would like an old turnip that we found in a cabinet?

: Quack quack!

@openthedoortodarkness

This was stupid. She really shouldn’t have agreed to this whole dating service thing. Ah, but perhaps it’d give her some form of entertainment other than fighting. Sure it was fun, but it got repetitive after a while.

“Where is he anyway?” She checked her phone, ignoring the fake blasts from the arcade behind her. She’d give him one more minute, then she was going to bail.

“Yo...”