Chapter One

                Once upon a time, There were two siblings, A girl and a boy. Nikki who was fifteen and Ryou who was seventeen. They were abused by their dad and their mom went missing. One day, There father got a lifetime sentence in jail for abusing his two children, Killing other people and killing their mom. The two children were petrified. A few days after the incident, One of their closer friends gave them a gift to share. A millennium picture frame that contained an evil spirit which came out days later. The children who were once abused and now lived on their own and now, With an evil spirit who abused them just as much as their father did and didn’t care half as much. He would hurt them until they were on the line of life and death and then, Stopped, Right before they died. They had been taken to the hospital before for serious injuries and when asked what happened, They’d lie and say the play too hard outside or something like that. They never revealed the secret of what really happened at home, For they knew what would happen if they did. The spirits name was Bakura and the two children believed he was a curse that came upon them, Never to leave them, No matter how old or what the condition was. They awaited the pain and torture everyday for years that continued to fall on them nonstop in that never ending journey. Only when sleeping did they get salvation, Until the fateful day when the two gave in and died from abuse. Here’s the story behind their sad tale:

 

                Ryou and Nikki were walking home in terror. They journeyed home knowing what was awaiting them. Nikki looked up, Watching the dark clouds rolling out from their town. She grasped her back pack straps and took in a breath and looked forward.
“I regret ever accepting that gift from Brittany…” Ryou broke the silence, Looking at his sister.

“I know. Same. I wonder if she knew that thing was cursed. I mean… What if she did it on purpose?”

“I don’t think she would do that to us, Nik.”
“I was just wondering. ‘C-Cause he’s been with us for two and a half years now and I’m getting sick of him…” she sighed, Kicking a rock down the leaf covered sidewalk.

“I know. It’ll stop soon. I promise.” He replied, Inching his hoodie up around his neck to the cold wind and gave her a comforting hug.

“Can’t we just run away and never come back?”
“No no. It’ll get better. Trust me, Okay?” he looked her in the eyes. She looked at him, A tear rolling down her face.

 

                “O-Okay… Whatever you say, Ryou. You’ve never been down before.”

“Okay. Let’s go home.” He said, Taking her hand. Nikki, Afraid, Nodded and agreed, Walking home with her older brother.

“I just want to get this done and over with.”
“I know. Me too, Nikki. Me too.” They both walked home in silence, Just waiting to get home. After they did, They walked through the door, Looking around as they closed the door behind them.

“Well… Welcome home guys. Ready for a day of fun?” Bakura looked at them with an evil smile and laugh.

“Can you please just lay off today? I’m REALLY tired.” Nikki pleaded.

“No… I don’t think so…” he replied coldly.

“Please? I beg of you.”

“I said no!”
“Please?!”
“No!”
“I’ll do anything!”
No!”
“PLEASE?!”
“Go away, Mortal!” he pushed her over on the ground and walked over to Ryou.

 

                Ryou started to back up, Knowing where this was going. He hit a corner and slid to the ground, Staring in fear. Bakura was still walking in on him, Laughing evily with a sadistic smile on his face. He reached into his right pocket and took out a knife and trapped Ryou in the corner. He shook his head, Seeing the knife withdraw. He then kneeled down and leaned at the whimpering boy and raised his knife. Ryou was scared as he tried to back up more. Bakura let out a laugh as he watched Ryou struggle. He knew he couldn’t get away from Bakuras grasp. Nikki stood up and ran over, Grasping Bakuras hair and pulled on it, Pulling him back.
“Ah! Get off of me, You stupid fool!” Bakura screamed, Throwing her off of him. She flew and hit the wall, Slipping in her vision. Ryou stood up while he was distracted and ran away, But it wasn’t enough, Bakura grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him back.
“Nu uh… I don’t think so. You’re not going anywhere you w***e!” he threw him back in the corner and took his knife back out and placed it on Ryous face. Ryou whimpered again, Knowing what was going to happen. He was sweating, Nervous and wanted to get away.

 

                Bakura grasped the knife tighter in his hand and slid it down Ryous cheek. He tried his best to keep back his tears and screams. He did, However he flinched back in pain and a tear rolled down his cheek through his pressed closed eyes. Bakura moved the knife to his upper arm and sliced right across his cream pale skin. Blood trickled down his face and arm as his yami held him in place. He tried to keep his thoughts at bay, But he knew Bakura was far from finished. All he knew was he wanted him to stop all of this nonsense. Bakura smirked and made a huge gash from his shoulder to the top of his hand by his finger. Ryou tried his best not to scream in pain but did, Letting some tears falling down his face.

 

                “You like that, Don’t you?” he chuckled.

“N-No. I d-d… I don’t.” he was trying to hold back his tears.

“Yes you do. Deep in your heart… You LOVE it…”

“No I don’t… I hate you, Bakura! You’re a curse!”
“You’re going to regret saying that.” He looked down at Ryou, Laughing.
“Please don’t.” Ryou begged him.

“Okay then.” Bakura said baking up a step and then slammed Ryou in the head, Making him fall unconscious. He fell flat on his face and laid there, Bleeding on the carpet. He walked over to Nikki and cut her back from the top of spine and down to her lower back. He licked the knife clean of any blood and placed it on her cheek, Opposite of Ryous and pulled it down her face. Blood crawled down her face and dripped on to the blood stained white carpet, Staining it once more, Just like normal He cut her arms, Back, Face and chest, Not even waking up. He smiled, Licking it again and punched her in the face and kicked her stomach over and over. He finally left the room and got a towel to clean himself off, Trying to get a blood stain off his arm. Two hours has passed before Ryou and Nikki woke up. Ryou looked around and crawled over to Nikki and laid his head next to hers.

 

                “Please don’t die, Little sis… Please don’t.” he said to the scarcely breathing, Unconscious girl. “P-Please don’t die… I’m here for you. I need you here.” He laid his hand on her forehead and checked her pulse. Her heartbeat was a little slowed, But normal. He sat up and leaned against the wall, Waiting for Nikki to awaken. Finally, She did. “Oh my God! Are you okay?”

“Yeah… I’m fine.” He speech slightly slurred. She stood up weakly and limped to the bathroom. Ryou followed and stopped and the door. She shut the door and locked it. She opened the cabinet and pulled out a razor. She pulled the bracelets off her wrists and examined the thirty seven scars. She looked up at the ceiling, Tears in her eyes, Took a deep breath and slid it carefully across her wrist, Jerking back. She made six new markings and watched her reflection as her vision blurred. She sat on the toilet lid and took a deep breath in.

 

                “You okay?” Ryou knocked on the door.

“Y-Yeah. I’m just gonna take a shower…”

“Clean clothes?”

“Forgot… Hold on.” She said, Running out and grabbed some clothes and ran back in the bathroom, Locking the door and threw her stuff down. She picked up the razor and slashed at her wrists a few more times. She sat against the wall for a few minutes, Got up and took a shower. She got out, Dried herself off and put the clean clothes on. She looked in the mirror at her scraggily hair. She took out her brush, Put on her bracelets after washing them off. She walked outside and jumped onto her clean bed and sighed, Hugging her pillow.

“You can go in there now.”
“Okay.” He replied, Grabbing some clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. He put his stuff down and played with his hair for a moment and then got in the shower. He scrubbed, Making sure he got all of the blood out of his hair and off of his body. He got to where he could slide his fingers though it easily and then got out, Drying his hair and body and then getting dressed. He looked in the mirror at his brown eyes and then looked for the brush. “Nikki! I need the brush!”

“Then come and get it.”
“You’ve gotta be difficult, Don’t you?”
“Yep.” She smiled as he walked out.

“Whatever, You silly girl.” He smiled back and she laughed at him.

“Catch!” she said, Tossing it at him.

“Woah! Thanks.” He said, Walking back to the bathroom.
“Yep.”