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Creeping Corruption
Jun. 14th, 2016 10:21 pmWhat is it with certain characters and multiversitis? ...Anyway, don't worry, the Yami Bakura Orichalcos rewrite will happen, but I ended up writing this. And hurting my soul, a little, with later evil!Yugi parts, but. These things happen.
Main Points:
Yugioh Disturbia!Verse
Chapter Summary: Yugi has a bad dream.
Word Count: 525
Rating: teen. Slight horror.
Something’s wrong. Yugi knows this, somehow. Knows there’s something wrong, not just with this world, with him. The feeling’s scary. He tries to shove it away, but it won’t go.
He doesn’t remember where he is. He looks around. It’s an amusement park, apparently. There’s a Blue Eyes that looks like a statue, towering over everything. Despite his usual enthusiasm, he doesn’t feel like going and looking. This place looks fun, but for whatever reason he doesn’t feel like he’s having fun. Usually he’d be here with friends, or Grandpa at the least. He doesn’t see anyone nearby.
There are whispers, like there are people talking just out of earshot, and he feels like there are people around, but somehow he’s just not seeing them.
He feels the urge to run, to just run and keep running. But he can’t move. It’s like he’s paralyzed.
And then he turns, puts his hands in his pockets, and starts walking toward the door with a grinning Saggi painted on it.
Instantly, he’s cold. He’s shivering, but he keeps walking like he doesn’t feel anything. He tries to stop walking, but it doesn’t work. He’s surrounded by mirrors and an unsettling blend of happy colors that usually he’d love. He keeps feeling like there’s something moving around beside him, but he can’t turn to look.
The feeling of something cold, a creeping chill, is getting stronger, and so, too, is the feeling that something’s wrong. He’s screaming at himself to stop, to turn around, to leave, even to just sit down on the floor and cry, but he keeps walking like he’s possessed.
He’s in a round room, with mirrors all around him, distorting him.
No. This is your true face.
He turns in circles, starting to panic completely. There’s a black mist beginning to creep down between the mirrors, and his mind feels funny, confused and sharp at the same time. Where is everyone? Someone will come save him. No one will save you. You’re all alone. No, Yami. Yami will save me. The Pharaoh’s abandoned you like the pathetic, mewling weakling you are. You have to take the power for yourself. N-no, Yami wouldn’t—
And then the mirrors shatter all around him, and he falls to his knees, screaming as the black fog rises. There’s a green glow, a circle all around him, and out of the mist another him appears, one with an evil smirk.
Poor little me, all alone. One of the shards of glass rises, and with a little force the other him embeds it in his cheek. He screams again, tries to back away, but he runs up against something. He’s trapped. No escape now, little rat. Run, run, run, run in the maze, run while you still can.
Main Points:
Yugioh Disturbia!Verse
Chapter Summary: Yugi has a bad dream.
Word Count: 525
Rating: teen. Slight horror.
Something’s wrong. Yugi knows this, somehow. Knows there’s something wrong, not just with this world, with him. The feeling’s scary. He tries to shove it away, but it won’t go.
He doesn’t remember where he is. He looks around. It’s an amusement park, apparently. There’s a Blue Eyes that looks like a statue, towering over everything. Despite his usual enthusiasm, he doesn’t feel like going and looking. This place looks fun, but for whatever reason he doesn’t feel like he’s having fun. Usually he’d be here with friends, or Grandpa at the least. He doesn’t see anyone nearby.
There are whispers, like there are people talking just out of earshot, and he feels like there are people around, but somehow he’s just not seeing them.
He feels the urge to run, to just run and keep running. But he can’t move. It’s like he’s paralyzed.
And then he turns, puts his hands in his pockets, and starts walking toward the door with a grinning Saggi painted on it.
Instantly, he’s cold. He’s shivering, but he keeps walking like he doesn’t feel anything. He tries to stop walking, but it doesn’t work. He’s surrounded by mirrors and an unsettling blend of happy colors that usually he’d love. He keeps feeling like there’s something moving around beside him, but he can’t turn to look.
The feeling of something cold, a creeping chill, is getting stronger, and so, too, is the feeling that something’s wrong. He’s screaming at himself to stop, to turn around, to leave, even to just sit down on the floor and cry, but he keeps walking like he’s possessed.
He’s in a round room, with mirrors all around him, distorting him.
No. This is your true face.
He turns in circles, starting to panic completely. There’s a black mist beginning to creep down between the mirrors, and his mind feels funny, confused and sharp at the same time. Where is everyone? Someone will come save him. No one will save you. You’re all alone. No, Yami. Yami will save me. The Pharaoh’s abandoned you like the pathetic, mewling weakling you are. You have to take the power for yourself. N-no, Yami wouldn’t—
And then the mirrors shatter all around him, and he falls to his knees, screaming as the black fog rises. There’s a green glow, a circle all around him, and out of the mist another him appears, one with an evil smirk.
Poor little me, all alone. One of the shards of glass rises, and with a little force the other him embeds it in his cheek. He screams again, tries to back away, but he runs up against something. He’s trapped. No escape now, little rat. Run, run, run, run in the maze, run while you still can.
Yugi wakes screaming. For a good long minute, he can hear nothing. He is completely and utterly alone, and no one will save him. Not Grandpa dashing upstairs, not Yami shaking him fervently, trying to wake him from the dream. He doesn’t remember anything, either, just the complete and utter terror and the surety that he is not safe, not now, not ever.
