The resonance from Yuugi and Takuto was as close to a miracle cure for the influence of Madness as Bakura could hope for, keeping it to a very quiet nag in the back of his mind that was easily pushed aside, which was why when he first spotted the hint of his double in the fighting, he ignored it, thinking it just another attempt of the Madness's manifesting.
But the laughter was wrong. It was distant and muted, far from his mind, and was openly gleeful.
No wonder the Ring's voice went on missions... the chance to cut loose and fight freely with no consequence...
He was about to push it aside and refocus on his own partners when there was another rumble under their feet.
Not good... if this was at all like when the earthquake hit...
He wasn't sure what caught his eye first, the familiar shock of white hair or the sound of something shifting that should not have. A creak. A crack. The start of a slow movement in something that should not move as the building near the cackling maniac that wore Bakura's face began to collapse.
Panic flooded him and he instantly broke off from Takuto's hand, tumbling down and transforming in midair to hit the ground running. "I'll be right back!" he shouted over his shoulder before sprinting towards the grumbling building. He could feel the pressure of the madness around him as he ran, the sound of the building's supports snapping echoing louder in his ears than they should have been. Closer. Closer now. He could see his double more clearly, back facing the building that was starting to drunkenly lurch towards him like a dying monster.
He wasn't going to make it. He wasn't fast enough, go faster, damnit!
There was a final burst of speed as the adrenaline meshed with the Madness around him to all but propel him forward.
[Yami and Ryou Bakura | Closed]
But the laughter was wrong. It was distant and muted, far from his mind, and was openly gleeful.
No wonder the Ring's voice went on missions... the chance to cut loose and fight freely with no consequence...
He was about to push it aside and refocus on his own partners when there was another rumble under their feet.
Not good... if this was at all like when the earthquake hit...
He wasn't sure what caught his eye first, the familiar shock of white hair or the sound of something shifting that should not have. A creak. A crack. The start of a slow movement in something that should not move as the building near the cackling maniac that wore Bakura's face began to collapse.
Panic flooded him and he instantly broke off from Takuto's hand, tumbling down and transforming in midair to hit the ground running. "I'll be right back!" he shouted over his shoulder before sprinting towards the grumbling building. He could feel the pressure of the madness around him as he ran, the sound of the building's supports snapping echoing louder in his ears than they should have been. Closer. Closer now. He could see his double more clearly, back facing the building that was starting to drunkenly lurch towards him like a dying monster.
He wasn't going to make it. He wasn't fast enough, go faster, damnit!
There was a final burst of speed as the adrenaline meshed with the Madness around him to all but propel him forward.
"BAKURA! BEHIND YOU!" he shouted.
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