Bakura watched from a distance as the ambulance men loaded the Pharaoh’s host into the back of their vehicle. She had been careful to erase any sign of the Pharaoh’s rampage after she had broken the seal. There should, if she had done her job correctly, be nothing to lead the authorities to the spirit of the Puzzle and her young host. There was nothing she could do about the fact that it looked like a magical ritual had taken place, but at least now it looked like whatever they had been trying to do had backfired and killed them all, freeing the city at the same time.
Working out which hospital the Pharaoh was going to from the look of the ambulance and the crests on the ambulance drivers’ uniforms, Bakura headed after it. She was not stupid enough to assume that all of the morons had all left town, willingly or not. It would be just her luck to go through all of this to ensure the Pharaoh’s name stayed clear, only for one of the mooks to get lucky, find her and finish her off.
Not that part of her did not want to do that herself. The Millennium Puzzle was only up for grabs if Yugi lost a Shadow Game with it as the prize or died. The only thing stopping Bakura’s Zorc merged self from ending the threat that was the Pharaoh, was the fact that she needed the Pharaoh’s name to unseal the Shadows and the demons within.
And the Pharaoh’s name only existed in the memories that were sealed away within the mind of the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle. She had tried sealing a part of herself into the Puzzle and carefully hunting for the hidden memories while the Pharaoh was distracted, but that had not worked. She had been searching for six months and still she had found nothing.
She needed the Pharaoh alive and the Puzzle whole. If she killed the Pharaoh’s little sister, neither of those would be possible until the girl reincarnated. It was one of the myriad of reasons she had healed the girl when she had rescued her from the mooks. She needed Yugi alive. Not only because of the Puzzle, the Pharaoh’s memories and the name she had sought after for over three thousand years. But because she owed Yugi a great debt, both in this life and Yugi’s past one, and she refused to go without repaying it.
The ambulance did not take very long to reach the hospital and it offloaded swiftly before shooting off to collect another patient. Bakura slipped in behind the Accident and Emergency team who took charge of Yugi next, following them swiftly and silently, making sure no one else was following.
Obviously Kaiba’s money and influence only went so far when the entire hospital was working under triage conditions, as the Pharaoh’s runt was left in the corridor between Accident and Emergency and the outside world. Insensate to the world around her, Yugi was oblivious as Bakura approached, still cloaked in Diabound’s power. The Puzzle however, flashed in response to Bakura’s presence, even if its wielder was unable to do anything about it.
The two sides of Bakura fought for control for a moment, before Bakura felt her rage multiply and the sane part of her mind was pushed aside by the hatred that had been festering for over three thousand years and the demon who had become a part of her soul.
The darkness radiating from the demon in Bakura’s body caused the girl to force herself to the surface, even if she really should be sleeping. Yugi looked at her blearily, confusion obvious as she tried to get her bearings.
“Ba...Bakura?” She asked weakly before letting out a surprised squeak that was cut off midway through.
“You dare die now,” The pissed off part of Bakura snarled, hands wrapped around Yugi’s throat tightly enough that the girl’s next breath came out as a painful sounding rasp, but no other sound passed her lips, “You dare die now, when I’m so close to breaking free, and I’ll destroy everything you hold dear.”
“Ba...” Yugi choked as Bakura’s grip tightened further, cutting off her airways completely, fear obvious as she tried to raise weakened limbs to defend herself from the thief only for black chains of Shadow magic to appear and bind them to the bed.
“Only I get to kill you. Got it? Not some mooks from some worthless splinter group.” The demon snarled at the girl, who nodded frantically, unable to do much else but humour the crazed thief before her and pray Bakura let her breathe some time soon. “Good.”
With that she released Yugi. The girl took in deep, heaving breaths, trying to make up for the air Bakura had denied her even as the bonds vanished and she tried to push herself away from the thief. She hit the railings on the side of the bed and stopped, still gasping for air.
Frightened amethyst purple eyes flashed ruby red and Oneesan glowered at the thief as she pushed herself sitting. “Get away from us.” Oneesan snarled, raising her hand, aiming to blast their sometimes ally down the corridor.
“I was just leaving anyway.” Bakura smirked at her, “I’m done here.” She started down the corridor, ignoring the daggers Oneesan was glaring at her back, then paused and looked back over her shoulder, “Oh, if you want to know who those losers were, try researching the ShadowSwords. They’re not as secret as they’d like to believe.” With that Bakura left, leaving Oneesan to lay back and settle her little sister’s mind.
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