Black Feathers

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AnimeGal4: Hello everyone and how is everyone doing? Well…I am back with chapter 4. I hope everyone enjoyed loveable blood bath chapter 3. I couldn’t believe that I killed off my favorite character!!! (Ahem). Ryou is going make an appearance in this chapter! Now, I know some of you are like ’YAY!’ but than others are like “NO!” cause if he comes in well…we will just have to see. Now enough of me…On to chapter 4!

Warning: This will be a ‘wonderful’ chapter!
Warning2: This is going to make u sick (hehehe)

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~*~the Black Feathers~*~
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“Any luck Bakura?” asked Ryou as he stared at his yami bent over the computer desk. He had been there, surrounded by about twenty books, ever since Yami had asked him to find out what was wrong with Yugi and how to help him, and Ryou couldn’t help but worry. He slowly walked over to Bakura and leaned over his shoulder.

The sudden breath on Bakura’s neck made him jump.

“Oh what is it Ryou-kun?” asked Bakura harshly, turning away from a book he was bent over.

“Oh, nothing. I just was making sure you were ok. You haven’t eaten, slept or said anything for hours now….it is not like you,” whispered Ryou.

Bakura’s face loosened. “I’m sorry Ryou; I just…haven’t found anything that could help us at this point.”

“Did you check the cemetery records? To see who this evil ghost thing is?” asked Ryou, picking up a book and beginning to flip through it.

“Yes, I even tried phoning them, but….they won’t give that information to me.”

“This person must have been really something…be locked up like that in the first place…and for doing…everything…,” whispered Ryou. He had kept his tears in over the death of Joey for awhile now.

Bakura let out a sigh and turned back to the book. “If we knew who this person was I might have some idea how to stop him….or her…,”

“Wait…Bakura…look at this!” stated Ryou, shoving a book in Bakura’s face. Bakura took the book at stared long and hard at the old photo. Than it hit him.

“This is the tomb we broke into!” cried Bakura as he began to read out loud so that his hikari could hear.

“Currently buried in Domino Cemetery lies the burned ashes of Morgan Scott. Born 1267, died 1287. Cause of death: Unknown,” stated Bakura.

“So…we are dealing with a Morgan Scott…a female evil spirit?” said Ryou.

“Yes…but why is her cause of death unknown?”

“No clue…there must be a reason.”

Bakura continued.

“Morgan Scott…lets see…It says she was a woman that lived in the 12th century. Well…we knew that. During the 12th century, Morgan Scott committed many a crime with her supposed powers she claimed she was given from the devil.”

“That’s it?” asked Ryou.

Bakura flipped through a few pages to see if there was anything else. “Seems like it. Is there nothing on this woman!?”

“Well…all her records and everything seem to have disappeared. She must have done a lot of bad things in her time for that though…that’s for sure. I heard back in the old days, you were hunted down and killed in the most horrible of ways for even muttering the word of the Devil or anything to do with him. People that said to have ties with him…well…,” Ryou trailed off, until finally picking up again after he was sure Bakura caught the hint. “Also…people wanted order…and weren’t allowed too do much.”

“Well…killed in terrible ways would explain the way Joey died,” sighed Bakura, leaning back in his chair.

“Maybe she wanted to create some sort of evil order or something using her ‘Dark Power‘…and was killed for it cause by these dates…she was only 20 years old when she died.”

“Yeah…well it doesn’t really matter. I think we are just dealing with an evil spirit that is angry that we woke her…,”

“But why would she kill…Joey?” asked Ryou.

“To prove a point I suppose. She was evil…or turned evil…so why not?”

“But…Yami came to you after Joey got killed. Why would she still be here…?”

“I don’t think she’s done yet,” said Bakura. He got up from his chair and stretched.

“You mean she going to go after everyone that was in the tomb that night?!” gasped Ryou.

“Somehow…I think that’s what is going to happen…If this, Morgan, was killed for having ties with the devil…that’s to tell she still has them and is using them to control Yugi into doing her dirty work. I bet she won’t be happy until she kills each one of us…,” Bakura trailed off and stared at the floor.

Ryou stared horror struck.

“You mean…Yugi killed Joey? That can’t be right!” cried Ryou, “Yugi wouldn’t do that! But that means that Marik is in trouble! And…,” Ryou walked up to his yami and put a hand on his shoulder, “You are too.”

“It wasn’t Yugi…it was this Morgan possessing Yugi…but how do we stop her?” pondered Bakura.

Ryou stared at his yami and thought for a second.

“I got it!” shouted Ryou.

“Huh?”

Ryou reached down under his collar and pulled out a beautiful silver cross. It was shaped very slender with two rubies at each tip, aside from the very top, which only had one. In total, the sliver cross bore seven rubies. It hung on a silver chain that hung loosely around Ryou’s soft and pale neck.

“Wow…,” whispered Bakura, reaching to touch it. “Where did you get that?”

“My dad brought it back from another one of his trips. I think it’s from England. I have had it for awhile. Somehow…I think it will help,” said Ryou, taking it off and handing it to Bakura.

“Why do you think this will help?”

“Just a feeling I guess,” finished Ryou walking over to the phone.

Bakura stared at the sliver cross in his hand as Ryou dialed Marik’s number. A good feeling shone from the cross, and somehow…it made him feel a little safer.

“That’s weird…Marik-kun isn’t picking up,” said Ryou, hanging up the phone.

“I bet he is still at the crime scene…but…it is getting late. I’m sure he is on his way home. Call Yami…tell him what we found out,” ordered Bakura, sitting on the couch.

Ryou did what he was told and picked back up the phone and dialed Yami and Yugi’s number. Ryou frowned when neither Yugi nor Yami picked up the phone.

“I have a bad feeling…Yami-sama isn’t picking up either…,” whispered Ryou.

“Nani?”

“I said he’s not picking up either…”

Bakura got up and ran over to the phone and dialed himself. He held his ear close to the phone and listened to the endless muffled rings echoing in the telephone. Bakura slowly hung up the phone as a bit of sweat rolled down his face.

“He said he was going straight home…he should have been home hours ago. Something is wrong…what if Yugi got to him or something?” whispered Bakura.

Ryou stared at his yami…was he scared?

“We have to go over there,” stated Bakura.

Ryou gave him a small nod. “Yeah.”

Both yami and hikari rushed toward the door. They both grabbed there coats and quickly put them on. Bakura reached for the door and turned the knob. As he pulled it open, he froze at the sight of Yugi standing on his doorstep, fist raised as if to knock on the door. He was completely soaked from the pouring rain which had started again outside. His face was toward the ground, his bangs casting a shadow over his eyes and parts of his face.

Bakura put an arm in front of Ryou and leant back a little.

“What are you doing here?” asked Bakura harshly.

“Now…Bakura…,” whispered Yugi slowly, pulled up his head to reveal blank, hollow eyes and a horrible, twisted smile, “Is that anyway to greet an old friend?”

_Yami_

Yami raced as fast as he could down the streets. Bakura’s house was nearly seven blocks from his and if Yugi got a head start, there was no way he was going to catch up to him. Yami stopped on a corner and bent over a bench for support as he tried to catch his breath. Yami breathed in and out quickly and harshly as he took off his jacket and tried his best to ring it out. He was soaked, again. Yami stood there for a few good minutes, clutching his shirt trying to return his breathing to normal, but his body didn’t want to calm down. He winched as his chest started to hurt. Yami soon took off, leaving his jacket behind. He really didn’t care at this point. He had to stop Yugi…he just had too.

_Bakura & Ryou’s House_

“Yugi…,” breathed Ryou, steeping father behind Bakura.

“Good evening Ryou…Bakura…It is always nice to see you,” muttered Yugi.

“You are supposed to be at home right now…what did u do to Yami? Why isn’t he with you?” demanded Bakura, still not taking his eyes off Yugi.

“Oh…Yami’s fine…locked me in my room to be precise…but mustn’t worry about that now,” smiled Yugi.

Bakura stood there staring at Yugi. He felt his hikari move closer to him and grip his jacket. He could obviously sense that something was wrong too.

“Well…aren’t you going to let me in? It’s raining in case you didn’t realize that.”

“Not over my dead body…Morgan Scott,” sneered Bakura.

Yugi’s eyes shot at Bakura.

“Be careful what you wish for…you just might get it.”

Just than Yugi pulled a long silver butcher knife that he must have grabbed from the kitchen and lunged at Bakura. Bakura pushed Ryou back as Yugi drove the knife deep into his left side.

“BAKURA!” cried Ryou as he heard his yami scream out.

“Well…two of you?” sneered Yugi looking back Ryou who had fallen to the floor in the middle of the hallway.

Yugi pulled the knife out of Bakura’s body and let him slip to the wall and slowly crawl down the wall, leaving a long, fresh bloody trial. Bakura gasped as he felt Yugi walk away from him and toward Ryou.

Yugi stood over Ryou, bloody knife still in his hand. He smiled at him and, once again, undid the buttons of his shirt just enough to reveal the Devil’s Sign, burned into his shoulder.

“So…you are Morgan Scott,” gasped Ryou, crawling backwards.

Yugi advanced on him. “My you’re a smart one, aren’t you?”

Ryou gritted his teeth and continued to crawl backwards.

“I wasn’t expecting two of you…oh well…I guess I will have to kill you both…,” sneered Yugi. He ran toward Ryou, but Bakura, who had somehow managed to pull himself off the floor, grabbed Yugi from behind. Using his right hand to hold the wound and his left to hold Yugi he shouted,

“Ryou! Move it!”

Ryou stayed put, frozen at the sight of blood running down his yami’s side.

“MOVE!”

Ryou gave him a slight nod and quickly got up off the floor and ran farther into the house.

“Let go love…or you will regret it,” whispered Yugi.

“Is that so? Well…to bad,” winced Bakura.

“I’ll kill you little love.”

“Just try it.”

“My pleasure.”

Yugi smashed his free elbow into Bakura’s wounded side, causing him to scream out and also let him go. Yugi rounded on him and brought the knife up again for another stab. Luckily, Bakura’s freehand met with Yugi’s. Twisting it around, Yugi cried out and dropped the knife. It fell with a clang onto the hardwood floor.

Yugi narrowed his eyes at Bakura and quickly went for the knife again. But, Bakura’s hand found it first. Yugi froze as Bakura pulled the knife closer to him. Yugi backed up as Bakura slowly rose up and pointed the knife at him.

“So…are you going to kill me now?” asked Yugi, taking a few steps back

Bakura said nothing, instead, advanced on him. Yugi sneered.

“Go ahead, but know this, you wouldn’t be killing me…you would be killing little Yugi.”

“Don’t test me.”

“You don’t have it in you…do you? Weak little fool.”

Yugi broke into laughter as Bakura lunged at him, grabbed left arm and slamming him against the wall. Bakura than brought the knife close up to Yugi’s neck.

“Go on…kill me….,” said Yugi slowly, as if edging him on.

Bakura stared at him for a minute or two…this ghost was right…he wouldn’t be killing her, he would be killing Yugi. Bakura’s hand began to shake….

‘Killing Yugi would be just like killing Ryou…,’ thought Bakura.

Bakura slowly brought the knife away from Yugi’s neck and stared toward the ground.

“I knew you didn’t have the gull Bakura,” sneered Yugi.

Yugi than saw his chance. He flew forward and grabbed the knife out of Bakura’s hand. Yugi quickly spun around and drove the knife deep into Bakura’s stomach. As Bakura screamed, Yugi pushed him to the ground. Bakura hit the floor hard, landing on his stomach, causing him to scream at the strikes of pain racing through his body. Yugi stood over him for a second and smiled before sitting on his back.

Yugi’s added weight on him made Bakura cough out blood that began to rush upwards in his throat from his paining body. Using whatever strength he had, he tried to craw out from under Yugi. Yugi noticed this and let his full weight drop on Bakura. Yugi placed both his legs on either side of Bakura and slowly cutup his shirt, opening the back. Yugi stared down at Bakura exposed back and touched the very tip of the blade to Bakura’s back. He began to trail the knife up Bakura’s back, leaving a small, thin cut up his spine. Bakura cried out when Yugi reached the left shoulder where he dug the knife in. Yugi smiled as he twisted the knife in place, digging deeper and deeper into Bakura’s shoulder.

“My, my…this must hurt…,” laughed Yugi as he ripped out the blade from his shoulder.

Bakura coughed again, praying to God for someone to help him.

“Oh my love…so much pain,” smoothed Yugi.

Driving the knife deep into Bakura’s lower back as a kind of holder, Bakura screamed out again. Yugi reached up and parted Bakura’s hair to reveal the back of his neck. Yugi slid a finger on the neck, soon sensing a shiver from Bakura. Yugi began to lick the back of Bakura’s neck. Up and down…very…slowly…Yugi soon moved over the back of Bakura’s right ear and dipped his tongue into the shell of the ear. Bakura shivered under the touches as Yugi began to stoke his sides, never leaving the ear.

Bakura soon felt Yugi lift off his body, but barely felt his hand on his shoulders a second later. Yugi than flipped over with barely any effort at all. Bakura lie on his back, terrified and unable to move. Yugi grinned at the sight and burst out laughing as he saw Bakura fight back the urge to faint. Bakura began to feel weaker and weaker and his eyes were beginning to go burry. Bakura blinked a few times to try and get his focus back.

“Do you wish for me to stop Bakura?” asked Yugi, poison in his voice.

Bakura looked at Yugi, who was now standing over him. Bakura quickly turned his head ton the side, closing his eyes.

Yugi knelt down on Bakura and grabbed a hold of his bangs. Pulling his head close, Yugi placed the knife at the base of Bakura’s neck.

“Beg Bakura…beg for your life,” demanded Yugi, sliding the knife back and forward like a dance on Bakura’s neck, leaving small, painful cuts.

Bakura could barely breathe at the moment let alone speak. His only reply was a cough, spilling more blood onto his already blood stained shirt. Yugi smiled at this. Yugi dropped the knife to the floor and crashed his lips to Bakura’s. Bakura tried to pull way, but Yugi held him still as he slipped his tongue into Bakura’s mouth. Yugi’s tongue stormed his mouth and dipped up an over Bakura’s tongue. It danced on the under side of the Bakura’s teeth and slipped over and tasted the inside of Bakura’s cheeks. Finally, Yugi pushed his tongue in as far as it could go, making Bakura cough up again. After what seemed like hours for Bakura, Yugi pulled his tongue from his mouth and licked his lips. He looked over the pale face in his hands and smirked as he watched Bakura trying extremely hard to breathe property.

“So sweet…love,” whispered Yugi.

Yugi lent forward again and kissed Bakura on the forehead before finally letting him fall to the ground.

“Now…,” began Yugi picking up the knife. “Time for a little game of cat and mouse.”

Yugi began to walk down the hallway in the direction of where Ryou had run. Bakura slowly turned over onto his stomach and very painfully, lifted his seemed-to-be-very-heavy head to stare down the hallway. With a large amount of effort, Bakura pulled his arm out from under him and reached as far as he could. He slowly began to crawl down the hallway after Yugi, but collapsed in a heap. The pain in every corner of his body screamed at him to shut down.

“O-oh….G-G-od…;” whispered Bakura.

Bakura decided to try to crawl down the hallway again but soon, fell again. He couldn’t do a thing…

“R-Ryou…I’m…s-s-sorry…,” Bakura trailed off before finally fainting.

Yugi turned and began to walk to slowly up the stairs, his bloody hand leaving a faint coat of blood trailing up the railing.

“Oh Ryou…why won’t you come out?” asked Yugi as he stepped up onto the landing.

“Are you scared little one…..don’t be afraid…It’s me, Yugi. You know I wouldn’t hurt you.”

Ryou heard Yugi call from in the broom closet and heard him slowly heading toward him. Ryou desperately tried to calm his breathing, knowing it would give him away. Yugi stopped right in front of the broom closet and Ryou held his breath as Yugi stood there for a few minutes. When Yugi finally turned down the hallway and into one of the rooms, Ryou saw his chance to run down stairs, grab Bakura, and get out of there.

Ryou slowly opened the door and peered around for Yugi to make sure he was still in the other room. Ryou stepped out of the closet, careful not to make a sound. He quickly made his way over to the stairs and was just about to start down them when he felt a pair of hands on his back.

Yugi shoved him hard, causing Ryou to fall head first down the stairs. It wasn’t long before Ryou hit the floor, head first. Yugi stood there at the top of the stairs, staring at his motionless friend.

“Oh my….I do hope he’s not hurt,” laughed Yugi as he slowly made his way down the stairs toward the unconscious Ryou.

At the bottom, Ryou stirred from the impact. He brought a hand up to his head and held it close to his forehead and winced as he felt blood pouring from his temple. Ryou slowly rose up of the floor, but fell back over again. He was too dazed to walk. Finally Yugi reached the bottom of the stairs. He walked over the Ryou and gave him a swift kick in the stomach.

“Gah!” coughed Ryou, holding his twisted stomach tightly.

Yugi quickly grabbed Ryou and turned him over till he was lying flat on his back. Bringing the knife close to Ryou’s belly, Yugi pulled up Ryou’s shirt just enough to reveal Ryou’s belly button. Yugi held the knife far above his head and sneered wickedly while staring at Ryou’s exposed stomach. Ryou’s eyes widened as Yugi quickly brought the knife down.

In the hallway, Bakura began to stir at the sudden scream of his hikari.

“Oh…m-my…G-god…” stumbled Bakura, still lying face down in the front hallway.

Bakura winced as he heard Ryou scream again from the living room. He had to get up…he had to help him. Slowly, Bakura was able to reach upwards and grabbed onto the siding on the wall. He pulled himself up. He heard Ryou scream again.

“R-Ryou!” yelled Bakura to his hikari.

Bakura stumbled as far as he could down the hallway toward the living room where he heard Ryou scream. Holding onto the wound in his side, Bakura made his way to the living room. Upon entering, he saw Ryou lying in the middle of the floor, blood gushing from his lower stomach. His eyes were wide open, staring upward into his killer’s eyes, Yugi.

Bakura couldn’t hold himself up anymore and fell to the floor. He was able to remain on his knees though. “Ryou….no…please…”

Yugi looked in the direction of where Bakura had fallen. He quickly got up of the motionless Ryou and walked slowly over to Bakura. Stopping just in front of Bakura he looked down on Bakura.

“Just look at the tomb robber now,” laughed Yugi, who began to lick the blood of the knife.

Bakura just sat there, on his knees, staring at Yugi. How could this have happened? It was all his fault, for Joey, for Ryou, for Yami, and for Yugi too.

“Everyone…I’m so sorry…,” whispered Bakura as one single tear fell from his eye.

_Yami_

Yami was finally coming around the final turn to Bakura’s house, and thought clearly, once he got there, he was going to pass out. Slowing down to a steady jog, he ran up Bakura’s driveway and up onto his doorstep. He began to bang on the door.

“BAKURA! RYOU! ONE OF YOU! OPEN THIS DOOR!” yelled Yami as loud as he could. He leaned against the door with one hand and waited till he heard foot steps coming to the door. A few minutes pasted with still know one answering.

“BAKURA! Open up! Please! It’s Yami!” screamed Yami again, knocking on the door. “This is no joke!”

Yami waited again, still panting. His face darkened as he decided to go around back and knock on the back door. Unhooking the gate, Yami ran into the backyard. Yami turned the corner of the house and than saw clear as day, in the Bakura Family cheery tree…

Yami screamed and fell backyards as he stammered over Ryou’s lifeless body, hung up in the tree by his intestines. He hung with a rope around his neck, tied to a tree branch with his intestines wrapped around it. His left hand was nailed to the tree branch above him, eyes half closed and blood pouring out of his mouth.

“RYOU!” screamed Yami, trying to get his sights back. He tied to look back at him, but his only made him scream again, at the condition of Ryou’s mangled body. Yami crawled backwards as far as he could until his back hit the fence around Bakura’s yard. Yami sat there, his eyes fixed on Ryou with his hands resting on his head.

“Oh my God…Oh my God…this can’t be happening! Oh my God…,” Yami stammered to himself. He tired to pull his eyes away from the sight, but his body didn’t want to obey his minds demands. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.”

“Y-yami……”

Yami looked up to see Bakura, lying in the doorway, blood covering him like a blanket.

“BAKURA!” shouted Yami as he was finally able to get up and run over to Bakura. Yami turned Bakura over, instantly seeing the stab wounds covering his chest and back. Being very careful, Yami placed Bakura’s head against his knee and off the ground. He looked at Bakura, who was gasping for air and… crying?

“Bakura…hang in there ok? Just hang in there,” pleaded Yami. Carefully lying Bakura back down, Yami ran for the telephone. He picked it up off the receiver and dialed for help. Yami put the phone to his ear, expecting ringing but instead heard a long echoing buzz, telling him the phone was out.

“Yugi…how could you?” asked Yami, as he slowly hung the phone up.

Yami made his way back to Bakura and placed his head back on his knee and looked at him sadly. Bakura slowly opened his eyes to look at Yami.

“Y-yami…’bout time you came…” stumbled Bakura, so quiet, Yami barely heard him.

“Don’t talk, save your strength,” whispered Yami.

“No…you need to hear this. Ryou and I, we found out who this evil spirit is, her name is Morgan Scott…we think that she was killed for having ties with the Devil in her time…,” whispered Bakura, pausing for a second.

Yami nodded to show he understood.

“She was evil Yami…truly was….,” Bakura paused again. He slowly brought a hand up and pointed to his chest. Yami lifted his shirt a little and pulled out Ryou’s silver cross.

“Take that, Ryou said it would help…he said…he had a feeling. He always was...a little crazy…,” said Bakura smiling.

Yami nodded again.

“And Yami…I’m sorry…for everything I did you…I was an ass…and I’m sorry for it. I hope that...you can forgive me,” whispered Bakura, smiling.

“Thank you Bakura,” replied Yami, also smiling.

Bakura slowly closed his eyes and dropped his head to the side. Yami sat there for sometime, just looking at Bakura. He looked so peaceful, even thought he knew his hikari was gone and he was soon going to follow. Yami lifted Bakura’s head off his knee and placed it back on the floor. He bowed his head for a second, casting a shadow over his eyes. He slowly began to walk to the front door, ignoring the blood all over the walls and splashed on the tables and chairs. He walked pasted the stairs, where he saw a now faint blood trial leading upwards and walked into the hallway, where blood was present in nearly every corner. He slowly opened to front door and walked out side, carelessly shutting the door behind him. He stood on the doorstep, holding on to the cross in his hand. Finally, a tear fell from his eyes and went sailing down and hit the ground with a splash. His fists began to shake with anger as he stood there.

Yami took off from the doorstep and raced off down the street. If Ryou said HE had a feeling, sure as hell Yami did too.

“Yugi…I’ll find you…and Morgan Scott…will pay.”

_END OF CHAPTER!_

AnimeGal4: Holy cheese on rye! Now...I think this chapter totally tops what happened to Joey! What did you guys think? Like it? Good or Bad? Bad or Good? I bet you guys can’t wait for an update ne? Well…I hope to update soon! Till than, Bye Bye and God Bless!

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