Odion watched his sweet little siblings sleep as he mended one of Marik's clothes. The two were so close it made him sick. He had taken care of Marik, but yet he STILL favoured Ishizu. What had that little brat ever done for Marik?! She was always distant and dazed. It wasn't fair. If they were so close, why weren't they just stuck together? That thought gave Odion an idea.
A sick idea.
A blasphemous idea.
A wonderful idea.
He looked at the thread and needle in his hand. Slowly, he made his way on top of the two, and stabbed the needle into Ishizu's side. He carefully sewed the two together, from the hip down, despite the screaming, crying, and begging. He stood back to admire his handiwork. The two children were sewn together with thick black thread. Marik had his head buried in Ishizu's shoulder. The bed was covered in blood and urine from where the children had emptied their bladders in fear and pain. Ishizu stared at Odion with dull blue eyes.
"Go to sleep, little sister." Odion cooed. "The pain will be gone soon, don't you worry." He grinned.
He liked that sick, blasphemous, wonderful idea.
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Twisted Yugioh characters
FanficMe twisting the yugioh cast...expect violence, gore, and swearing. PG-13
