Short Writes

Gone Black

The cracking of the building became louder and louder with each passing second. Six people were running through the building in hope to make it out alive. A man with crab like hair was blocked by falling debris. He was glad that everyone else made it out as the last of the building came to a fall. Crushing him, killing him. Despite what he has said he did not want to die.

As Yusei's eyes closed a darker self appeared. "How pitiful to think you are clean. Everyone has a dark side. You are no EXCEPTION. Just because you are sided with the light means nothing. It just means you have a bigger shadow!"

The dark being crackled into fits of laughter. At what he just said to his former self. What laid there in front of him, his dead body. "ALL those EMOTIONS that you foolishly held UP." Chuckling softly at what fun he was going to have. Chuckling at the new freedom he has. His next words became softer as he spoke almost soundless. "Are now coming up. Do you regret not letting them out? Cause I don't, I am going to have FUN." The dark shadow sat there and chuckled having a fit of laughter here and there.

He continued to sit there watching his dead body. But, if he were to have fun he needed to go and have fun. Standing up at last with a slight stumble he chuckled. "Now lets have some fun~." He continued to chuckle to himself. He knew who to have fun with first. Those so called friends who left him to die all alone. When that building came crashing down. Did they even care?

The person he was going to have the most fun with was her. Most of those up kept emotions were for her. The fun he was going to plan for her would be different compared to the others. Even he could not hurt this loving girl. This girl who smiled bright and loving every time she smiled. Yet, the smiles she gave him were different and held more to them. It felt like she was trying to reach out for him.

"No, I cannot play with her. With my death they will try to keep her closed up." Especially since she once was a target and somewhat still is by the other dark signers. As he sat on his DuelRunner the colors changed to a dark blue that could be mistaken as black. The once white lines that accented the red bike turned purple that matching his marks. Sure that everything was done he rode off. "I will make sure you will be safe."

The friends soon returned after getting what was needed to get him back, dead or alive. They just prayed that he was alive. His DuelRunner was no where in sight to where it once was.

Crow gave her his jacket they had recovered a dead body and no one had objections to giving it to her.