Guardian's Love

Panik

/Thoughts/

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Malik held his breath listening to the demons approach his hiding spot.

"Hey! What are you doing poking around? Don't you have a few damned souls to torture?" a deep gruff voice made Malik jump and release the breath he had been holding.

"We heard something," the metallic voice responded.

"It was probably one of the shadow creatures. Those things are useless. Dumber than a post and clumsy to boot. They are only good for spying and nothing else," the second voice snarled, "Now, get back to work."

Malik heard grumbling before the footsteps faded away leaving him alone with his racing heartbeat. Malik breathed a sigh of relief. /That was way too close for comfort!/ He placed a hand over his rapidly beating heart willing it to slow down. The blonde angel turned over onto a kneeling position; his lilac eyes darting around searching for his next best move.

Malik waited for the next group of demons to pass before he emerged from his hiding spot and silently made his way behind a pillar of fire. He peered around the large column of fire; sweat continuing to pour off of his body. The close proximity to the fire not helping his situation in the slightest. His heart rate slowly returned to normal before it skyrocketed once again. He had not expected his column of fire to suddenly disappear and show up again several kilometers away from him leaving him fully exposed for all of Hell to see.

"An angel!" one demon cried out pointing to him.

"Grab him!"

"I told you we heard a noise!"

"Silence you fool! Catch him and make sure he doesn't escape!"

A frown pulled the edges of his tan lips downward. An angel...in the middle of Hell...spotted by demons. Not good. There was no hiding now. /No! This can not be happening. I have to find Yami, Bakura, and Marik!/ Malik opened his wings and soared through the heavy overheated air of Hell. The heat weighed down on him making it difficult to breathe and even more so to fly. The tanned angel bit his lip as he forced his wings to cut through the thick heat; pulling his lithe form higher than before. His lilac orbs darting around frantically to find any trace of their friends.

Demons swarmed him; their bat like wings easily supporting them in the heat ridden air. Malik balled his hand into a fist; a bright golden glow emitting from his hand. The glow shaped itself into a large intricate golden sword with azure, emerald, amethyst, and garnet gems inlaid within the hilt. He clutched the weapon tightly; his lilac eyes narrowing at the demons approaching him.

The sword easily sliced through the demonic flesh; causing black blood to rain down from the skies. He spun and looped around the demons swinging his sword at each and every one of them that dared get too close. 

Each guardian had a specialty. Yugi had his light rope and shield, Ryou had his archery, and Malik was an expert swordsman. He could wield any sword with such precision and elegance. Every time the tanned angel fought, he looked like he was dancing a complex and breathtaking routine.

The wide grin that covered his tan lips disappeared; a low grunt escaping his throat as a solid object collided with him. He was tossed to the ground; a heavy weight resting on his wing making it impossible to move. He glanced over his shoulder to see a boulder smashing his wing and pinning it to the ground. /No!/ Malik squirmed desperately trying to free his trapped wing.

A demonic lieutenant approached him; a large sneer crossing his lisp. The lieutenant had jet black hair and small beady black eyes. A dark bandana wrapped around his head was tied in the back. A maniacal laugh escaped the demon's throat while he approached the trapped angel.