Self Sacrifice
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,896
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Without Hope...
Hello! I’m back with another chapter with a lot more questions! WOOHOO! LOL! Any who, just to let you know I changed a few things in my last chapters (regarding someone’s eyes). Thanks to those people to help me out and give me a few ideas for color descriptions- hint! Hint! HikariInu and SydneyKate! Myblemblem is I look at my Doujinshi books for advice instead of the anime-gotta love my yaoi! But the point is, my story is trying to get somewhere, I’m just taking my sweet time doing it. So enjoy, hope you likie!
Who would have thought this would happen? Who could have expected any of this, is this even real? I prayed to God that it wasn’t, but it was happening all to fast. The last thing I remember, the first thing he screamed, and the finally breath my Grandpa took as he lay dead on the floor….
A figure emerged from the shadows and loomed over Grandpa Mouto, stomping his boot upon the wood (crushing the elder more against the heavy frame). More men came out from behind Bakura, enjoying the torment their leader was placing on the old man
Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, Yugi and Jou heard the racket coming inside. Fear overwhelmed Yugi’s body as he heard the voices of other men, but nothing from his Grandpa. Jounouchi pulled Yugi back behind him, placing his finger to his lip making sure he would be quiet as he crept towards the door. Yugi was so afraid, he couldn’t think straight. “What’s going on? Why is this happening? Who are those people out there? What do they want!?”
“It’s because of me…”
Yugi broke from his ramblings and stared at the boy who was now sitting on the bed, like he was waiting. “What was that?” Yugi stuttered hoping what he heard was wrong. Jounouchi was at the door and pushed it open too see a bit better, he peeked around the corner and gasped. His eyes became wide with fury as he witnessed his only Father like figure being crushed to death, and without thinking charged for the man; flailing his fist about. Bakura didn’t even bother to look as snatched the boy by his shirt and pulled him up from the ground, “Well, well, what do we have here?” He taunted making Jounouchi even more angry. “LET HIM GO YOU ASSHOLE!” Jou shouted swinging his arms trying to break free (or at least hit him). Bakura just tossed him aside to his men, seeming more annoyed then threatened. “Hold on to him boys. Though obnoxious as he may be, he might be the one.” The group of me laughed as the held onto Jounouchi, yanking up his shirt and exposing his chest. This made Jou thrash around even more, trying desperately to escape their filthy clutches and to save Grandpa Mouto! “I only hYugiYugi has made a run for it.” He thought to himself as he cried out some more. Bakura grew a vein over his head as he clutched his sickle and aimed for his men, “I SAID HOLD ON TO HIM NOT FUCKING MOLEST THE PIECE OF SHIT YOU FUCKING RETARDS! NOW SHUT THAT BOY UP! AND YOU GUYS SEARCH THE HOUSE FOR MORE RESIDENTS, UNDERSTAND!” The men did as they were told and started to search the rooms. Bakura’s attention suddenly went below him as Grandpa Mouto began to call someone’s name. This annoyed Bakura even more (as you can tell he gets annoyed very easily), as he brought down his blade through the wood and straight into his back. Blood started to spill from Grandpa Mouto’s mouth as he struggled to breathe, reaching out like he was trying to get to someone. Bakura just smirked as he raised his sickle up into the air and threw it down upon Grandpa’s head; enjoying the torment.
A scream of pure agony was heard as everyone’s attention went to its source. Little Yugi stood by his bedroom door; tears streaming down his lifeless eyes as he witnessed his Grandpa’s death. Bakura looked at the boy, and then at the body below him (putting two and two together). He wiped the blood off with the Grandpa’s clothes and kicked the head where Yugi stood. Yugi was too stun to do anything as he watched his Grandpa’s head roll over to his feet; his eyes still open and staring back at him. “Grandpa…” Was the only thing he could utter before two men snatched him from behind and yanked him towards his friend. Yugi couldn’t hear anything else, not even Jou who was crying for him. Everything seemed unreal and happening so fast but in slow motion at the same time. His mind was pulling him apart as his vision started to fade; his Grandpa being the last thing he saw before he blacked out.
Bakura made his way to the bedroom, knowing very well who was there. With an evil grin he snatched the hand of the pale boy (who looked just like him – in a way) and pulled him close to his face. “I finally found you, Ryou…”
Hmmm…is this a good ending for a chapter? Maybe only in my head, I don’t know. Next chapter: Yugi and Jou are taken back with them, but for what purpose?anksanks!
Who would have thought this would happen? Who could have expected any of this, is this even real? I prayed to God that it wasn’t, but it was happening all to fast. The last thing I remember, the first thing he screamed, and the finally breath my Grandpa took as he lay dead on the floor….
A figure emerged from the shadows and loomed over Grandpa Mouto, stomping his boot upon the wood (crushing the elder more against the heavy frame). More men came out from behind Bakura, enjoying the torment their leader was placing on the old man
Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, Yugi and Jou heard the racket coming inside. Fear overwhelmed Yugi’s body as he heard the voices of other men, but nothing from his Grandpa. Jounouchi pulled Yugi back behind him, placing his finger to his lip making sure he would be quiet as he crept towards the door. Yugi was so afraid, he couldn’t think straight. “What’s going on? Why is this happening? Who are those people out there? What do they want!?”
“It’s because of me…”
Yugi broke from his ramblings and stared at the boy who was now sitting on the bed, like he was waiting. “What was that?” Yugi stuttered hoping what he heard was wrong. Jounouchi was at the door and pushed it open too see a bit better, he peeked around the corner and gasped. His eyes became wide with fury as he witnessed his only Father like figure being crushed to death, and without thinking charged for the man; flailing his fist about. Bakura didn’t even bother to look as snatched the boy by his shirt and pulled him up from the ground, “Well, well, what do we have here?” He taunted making Jounouchi even more angry. “LET HIM GO YOU ASSHOLE!” Jou shouted swinging his arms trying to break free (or at least hit him). Bakura just tossed him aside to his men, seeming more annoyed then threatened. “Hold on to him boys. Though obnoxious as he may be, he might be the one.” The group of me laughed as the held onto Jounouchi, yanking up his shirt and exposing his chest. This made Jou thrash around even more, trying desperately to escape their filthy clutches and to save Grandpa Mouto! “I only hYugiYugi has made a run for it.” He thought to himself as he cried out some more. Bakura grew a vein over his head as he clutched his sickle and aimed for his men, “I SAID HOLD ON TO HIM NOT FUCKING MOLEST THE PIECE OF SHIT YOU FUCKING RETARDS! NOW SHUT THAT BOY UP! AND YOU GUYS SEARCH THE HOUSE FOR MORE RESIDENTS, UNDERSTAND!” The men did as they were told and started to search the rooms. Bakura’s attention suddenly went below him as Grandpa Mouto began to call someone’s name. This annoyed Bakura even more (as you can tell he gets annoyed very easily), as he brought down his blade through the wood and straight into his back. Blood started to spill from Grandpa Mouto’s mouth as he struggled to breathe, reaching out like he was trying to get to someone. Bakura just smirked as he raised his sickle up into the air and threw it down upon Grandpa’s head; enjoying the torment.
A scream of pure agony was heard as everyone’s attention went to its source. Little Yugi stood by his bedroom door; tears streaming down his lifeless eyes as he witnessed his Grandpa’s death. Bakura looked at the boy, and then at the body below him (putting two and two together). He wiped the blood off with the Grandpa’s clothes and kicked the head where Yugi stood. Yugi was too stun to do anything as he watched his Grandpa’s head roll over to his feet; his eyes still open and staring back at him. “Grandpa…” Was the only thing he could utter before two men snatched him from behind and yanked him towards his friend. Yugi couldn’t hear anything else, not even Jou who was crying for him. Everything seemed unreal and happening so fast but in slow motion at the same time. His mind was pulling him apart as his vision started to fade; his Grandpa being the last thing he saw before he blacked out.
Bakura made his way to the bedroom, knowing very well who was there. With an evil grin he snatched the hand of the pale boy (who looked just like him – in a way) and pulled him close to his face. “I finally found you, Ryou…”
Hmmm…is this a good ending for a chapter? Maybe only in my head, I don’t know. Next chapter: Yugi and Jou are taken back with them, but for what purpose?anksanks!