Alone
Alone
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Hey everyone! This is
my first fic…so please be gentle with it. I don't
want any flames but if I’m that bad, er...be nice?
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'> o.o
( just don’t make me cry…T.T )
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Bakura and
and are just class mates, (Though I no that they look very much alike; Just
think of them as very, very, very, very, VERY distant cousins who were
separated and brought up in different families. –shrugs-
xD)
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>If you have any
questions or comments then tell me in a review. Oh…and if you expect full
hardcore stuff straight out in the first chapter…er…
I’m not trying to just do yaoi, which is basically no
plot at all. I want to make this an actual story so yeh.
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Alone
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>By Annie Nguyen
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Chapter 1: My
Loneliness
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Ten years ago…
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I ran through the
grey streets; muddy water splashing under my tired, bare feet. My breathing
uneven and forced…I had to keep running. Winding through the unfamiliar
buildings and alleyways, I continued to blindly run ahead; not sure on where I
was going, and whether I was going to stop. All I knew was that Mum was in
trouble, that Dad was dead and Mum would be too if I couldn’t find her.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Gritting my teeth at
the sudden sting at my side, I charged on into the darkness; never minding the
icy cold rain that began to fall on my pale face, stinging my eyes and hurting
my view of site. I desperately tried to cover my face with my arms, but it only
resulted in me slipping face first into the wet, hard road.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Bloody and torn, I
tried to get up, only managing to sit up and cradle my arm. No person on the
street took notice of me, neither did they care; pushing past to make their way
back to their homes…pushing me back into the muddy water of the side road.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Bewildered, I edged
my way to the pathway and leaned against the wall. Using the railing for
support, I managed to stand up again. This was no time for rest…not when my
mother’s life was at risk. But I had lost my way hours ago. I had no idea to where
they could have taken her.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>That was until in the
distance I saw her; I heard her call me; I saw them.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Robotically, my feet
starting working and I ran to her. She had been crying; her once shinning eyes
were red and filled with tears. She managed to twist her way out of the men who
were holding her and she tried to run to me. Another held her back by her hair;
her beautiful, long, grey white hair.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Let go of her!” I
screamed, trying to hit the man who was holding my mother, “She’s my Mother!
What are you doing to her!?!”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I had managed to hit
him in the groin, resulting to him falling on the floor.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>My mother grabbed me
close to her and we hugged like that for those three seconds, her tears unknown
to where they fell as the rain began to pour, before another man pulled me
away.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Mum!” I cried,
twisting frantically as a hope of escaping his clenches. My mother only
screamed again as a tall man tried to hold her back from me again. She managed
to kick him away and ran back to me, pulling me free from the hold of the
other. The men tried to get us again, which was really started to get me pissed
with all the repetitiveness; but a lady in black leather halted them with a
wave of her hand.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“What’s happening to
us Mum?” I asked as Mum cradled me, “Why is this happening?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Oh…I’m so sorry
sweetie,” My mum answered, “Dad borrowed money from the wrong people and now
these mean old people want their money back.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“But…why?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I don’t know
sweetie. They’re just mean people. Don’t you worry about a thing…Why are you
out here though? I left you with your aunt.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I don’t like her,” I
pouted, crossing my arms.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“It doesn’t matter
though sweetie.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Where are they
taking you?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I don’t know.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Will you be back?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>My mum looked at me
but didn’t say anything else.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Mum?” I asked again.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Okay, that’s
enough.” The lady in black said, walking up next to us, “Say your goodbyes
before you die.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Please! Spare me!
Just give me some time and I’ll get you the money! Please! My son needs me!” My
mum said, holding me tighter to her.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Are they going to
k-kill you? They can’t!” I cried. I was so overwhelmed with everything that had
happened.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Sorry,” The lady
sneered, grabbing my mother’s arm away from me, “You’ve had long enough.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Mum!” I screamed,
trying to reach her again but the tall man held me back.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>They dragged my mum,
screaming and kicking, towards a black van.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I love you!” My mum
called out to me before she actually was dragged behind the van and out of my
site. I had to see her…I had to! What were they going to do to my mum?
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I love you too Mum!”
I called back, and with my might, bit the arm of the man harshly. He shouted in
pain and let me go. The blood still warm and fresh in my mouth, I ran towards
mum. Like in a slow motion, I saw the van come closer towards me. I saw the
lady raise a gun. I saw my mother, tied down to the ground…
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“It’s ok…I love
you…Bakura…” Mum said, putting on a brave smile for me. Her brown eyes, her
grey white hair, just like mine; my own mother, my flesh and blood…Then there
was nothing. The gun sounded, the bullet hit my mother…and those brown eyes of
hers closed for the last time.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Tears came to my eyes
for the first time as I knew my mother was dead. She left me alone.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Mum?” I said, barely
in an audible voice.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>The rain began to
cease and darkness once again prevailed. How could things go so wrong?
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“She deserved it you
know,” The lady said, patting me on the shoulder. She looked at me and then
said, “You know what? I’m actually willing to take you in, how does that
sound?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I remained mute and
just looked at her. My eyes must have reflected my anger as she just laughed
and in a mocking voice said, “My, my…are we just a little bit sad about what
just happened?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I hit her hand away
from my cheek where she had placed it. Then like a spoilt child, I turned
around so that my back was to her.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Laughing again, the
lady bent down, her face next to mine and in a smooth voice said, “Bakura is
it?”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I didn’t say
anything.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Perhaps you would
join me and my friends? I like a guy with attitude such as you; and when you’re
older, I think you’d have a very delightful looking body.” She looked me up and
down, “Very delightful…”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>At those last words,
she extended her tongue and licked my cheek. Disgusted, I punched her in her
pretty face, still motionless as I saw her fall on the ground. She was by all
means shocked that I could possess such great strength.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I’d rather die then
go with my mother’s killer.” I said simply, whipping around to face her, fists
clenched.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“You’re going to pay
for that,” She said in distaste, and getting up she said towards her men, “Take
him with us. He could be helpful one day…all he needs is a bit of training on
understanding whom his boss is.”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I backed away against
the wall as the men closed in on me. I was trapped…but a sudden surge of weird
power flowed through my veins, enveloping me in an unknown spirit. The
Millennium Ring that I had around my neck began to glow eerily. This was
unknown to me…but I felt safe. My father had given me this item before he died.
He said he got it from some dig site in
protect me as long as I had it. If I needed protection, then all I had to do
was activate it, ‘It was meant for you…’ my father’s words echoed in my mind.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I had no idea how to
work it, but it seemed like the Ring took over me. In a loud and raspy voice I
said, “I think I’d rather you come to where I live…”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Confused, the men
stopped advancing, the lady right next to them. I smirked and the Ring gave off
a bright, blinding light. They covered their eyes and the next thing I knew, we
were in a different Realm; the Shadow Realm.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“I hope you enjoy
your stay!” I sneered, laughing almost maniacally, and left them alone in the
darkness, alone with not even their sanity…completely alone, with no way out.
Their screams proved the realms horrors.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>…In another part of
the Shadow Realm…
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>I sat and thought of
what had happened. I was alone too…with only the so called comfort of the
darkness. There was no way I was going to go back to aunt…she’s a horrible
aunt, always abusing me for fun of things…Besides, my so called extended family
didn’t like my family…and I could always fake my death. I knew how to look
after myself; it was just one of the things Mum and Dad taught me.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>“Mum…Dad…what
happened to us? Where’d you go?” I whispered, more to myself then anyone else,
bringing my knees towards my chest to hug myself, “I’m so alone…”
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>All alone
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"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Well there you have
it! What did you think? I know that the fic doesn’t
seem to be much yet, but trust me, it will be. I just wanted to do this
Bakura likes this certain someone in the future, (when he’s 17). Not telling,
though you could guess.
"Times New Roman";color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-US'>Please Review! They
will be very much appreciated. I’m sorry if it sucked. u.u