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Characters: Nanami and Bakura the batd
Location: Venezuela
Rating: PG-13
Time: May 20th, evening
Description: Tree-houses are being haunted, Nanami and Yami Bakura move in to ~~enjoy the resorts and spent Shibusen’s money under a thin disguise~~ go ghost hunting.

They had arrived early and taken their sweet time checking out a noble resort that was to be their temporary working central before Bakura and Nanami had eventually made their way to the supposedly haunted tree-houses. It was starting to dawn when they finally arrived after they had followed a dusty and half-forgotten street to its end.

Bakura had organized one of those four-wheeled motorcycles whose names me always forgot and had somehow managed to drive and park it well against all odds (keeping to the tempo limit wasn’t something the Spirit of the Sennen Ring considered an option). Climbing down from it, he grabbed his small backpack with equipment before he nodded to his Weapon of the moment.

“That’s it. We’re here.” Despite what they were about to do he seemed rather cheerful.

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"Because you use modern day riches. A piece of plastic can't be traded like a ring possibly could." His voice was matter of fact as he carefully started to make his way over the bridge, always ready to make a desperate break for it should it start crumbling right under his feet.

When he reached about the mid of it, something caught his eyes and he stopped. That slightly discolored patch on the ground beneath him... Was his mind playing a trick on him or did it really look like the print of a giant foot?

"I learned the hard way not to trust them being able to." He looked away without mentioning the footprint, calling himself silently to order. "Even if they're stronger than yourself." The last part he said to himself.

"No one expects to be brought to a place that doesn't take Visa, it's everywhere you want it to be and for everything else there's Mastercard..." she muttered taking the opposite side of the bridge a little ways behind him while inching along carefully. She was too focused on the the bridge that she missed the footprint... or actually the footprints that were visible below them.

To tell the truth, there were only a small handful of people Nanami would actually think of taking along with her.

He made an amused noise as he mumbled something about helpless modern day people under his breath and kept walking. Once he reached the other side of the bridge he stopped as he took the looks of the second treehouse in.

It looked decidedly more raggedy than the first one and nature had taken good efforts in getting it back again. Besides that... There was something else. Bakura couldn't put a finger on it, but his fine senses told him to be more careful from now on.

Making space for Nanami, the thief gestured her to move forward. "After you."

Nanami had kept her distance on the bridge so as to not put too much strain on one point, she'd learned that one the hard way once, but as soon as Bakura was safely across she moved with a little more haste until she was safely on the other side. On closer inspection this 'porch', if you could call it one, was a little more volatile than the last. Branches had pushed up through many of the cracks and crevasses causing the wood holding the building up to splinter in areas.

Nanami wasn't exactly sure-footed and she was hesitant about entering the house first but as one who always felt she had something to prove, she took up the challenge and pushed forward with more caution this time. Unlike Bakura, Nanami’s didn’t have great instincts and those she had were driven by emotion, so her concern was mainly over the building structure itself almost as if she’d forgotten that there was a high possibility kishin eggs were in the area. The floor creaked under her as she moved inside. It had started growing darker, not to mention how much thicker the foliage was as they had been heading farther into the forested area, it might be time to pull out a flashlight. As she turned back to ask Bakura to get his out she thought she might have seen something move out of the corner of her eye and she froze.

Freezing had been exactly the right reaction as Bakura moved with the speed of an attacking snake. Withing split-seconds something whizzed past her ear and embedded itself deeply in the face of the would-be attacker behind her who fell back with a scream.

At the same time Bakura had already pulled his other knife as well and was charging the shadow that Nanami had spied. "I've got this, you finish the other one off!"

That was a little too close for comfort and the scream spread the goosebumps she had on the back of her neck to the rest of her body. Adrenalin pumped through her body and she was palming her dagger and moving smoothly through the house toward the injured culprit. It was hard to see and she hesitated for a moment before striking. The feeling was a bit of a downer, it was one thing to have her Meister cut down an enemy with her, it was another to do so herself but at the same time, she felt alive. It was complicated.

At the other side of the room Bakura finished his opponent with a manic grin as blood started to stain his clothes and the floor. He made sure to remove the head entirely, paying very little attention to the grotesque appearance of their attacker.

Once he was done he stepped halfway between her and his fallen enemy, knife at the ready and a manic smirk on his face. "So much for finding them before they find us. Are you done? Don't forget to make sure that yours wasn't a kishin egg that regenerates." That was the biggest problem with those fuckers in Bakura's opinion. They didn't stay dead unless you used the right weapon.

It would be best to not think about what she was doing but there was a spray of blood she hadn't been expecting after she punctured the creature in front of her in the heart that snapped her back to reality and her stomach lurched a bit, this was something she couldn't really get used to.

"I don't know," she turned away from the mess only to face another. Her eyes searched for a place to rest that wasn't covered in blood or the creepy look on Bakura's face. "I think so, I don't know." The 14 year old sheltered rich girl wasn't exactly knowledgeable about killing things and there was no way she was going to check that thing for a pulse.

The expression on his face didn't change but in the fading light of the room Bakura's eyes turned a touch colder and more calculating as he looked from her to the fallen monster.

"Relax. They were just guardians." He made a step forward and offered her his hand. "Transform, if you want."

Without pause, Nanami closed the space between them and took his hand squeezing it tightly as if just that would ward off the monsters. It was dark enough that Nanami transformed without waiting for him to turn his head or anything. She was a little more relieved once she was in her weapon form, it felt safer this way.

The wavelength of his soul felt as dominant and threatening as always. When he caught the scimitar and switched to better grip a sense of purpose and calmness was added from his side to their resonance as well. Bakura was aware that this was dangerous, but the situation was nothing that the thief deemed worrisome.

'Just stay calm.' The thought directed at her was half an order and half encouragement as he went over to the opponent she had finished and beheaded him as well.

She was accustomed to the feeling of his soul by now although the added calm was refreshing. Nanami's wavelength fluctuated a little while she tried to focus on the task at hand, it was slightly disturbed and there was a hint of her own darkness somewhere under the surface that would normally be unnoticeable. "Trying," she responded, her wavelength began to stabilize as she became more attentive to their surroundings.

Outside there was a low rumble that sounded a bit like thunder and what seemed to be a giant gust of wind followed it threatening to topple the house in the tree as everything began creaking, some floorboards even sounded like they were cracking around them.

His attention partially focused on the darkness inside her the moment it became notable, but the rest of Bakura stayed ready for battle as he kept scanning their surroundings.

Thanks to that he barely showed any surprise when suddenly something happened. Bakura mumbled a few choice words in a long dead dialect for a second as he swiftly moved to protected area of the treehouse, still always at the ready to counter an ambush.

'Shit! Do you see anything?'

'No but watch for feathers with tips as sharp as knives.' The gusting wind was similar to what she had encountered during her last mission with Takuto. A moment later there was a loud thud above them and then large talon-like claws crushed their way through the roof above them opening up a very sloppy looking sky-light. Debris fell around them as the monster thrashed about opening up the rest of the roof so they were like fish in a barrel. The door they had used to enter had been closed during the confusion and was blocked from opening by something on the outside.

Bakura was about to ask her what she had drunk to be scared of lethal throwing feathers when he had to jump back and quickly duck out of the reach of the incoming claw from above.

Hissing another Egyptian curse, he backed into a corner where the fallen debris was creating a natural shelter against being pulled out easily.

'How many?!'

She hadn't been scathed by said feathers but she could imagine dying from blood loss should one get stuck with more than just a couple, after all, she had seen them imbed themselves into tree trucks.

'Two, maybe three?' It was hard to see or hear through the falling planks of wood and she was straining both senses. 'We'll be sitting ducks in here!' There came another loud thud outside somewhere behind them followed by a long scraping sound on the wall to their immediate left like nails on a chalkboard but a lower frequency.

"Tch! Should be doable!" He ducked against the wall for a moment longer before he suddenly leaped for the striking claws from above the next time they got the closest to them. Bakura growled as he wrapped his arm around it without letting himself get caught and pulled himself up. With the other he swung his Weapon upwards against the body of their attacker with all his might.

She wasn’t sure what he had in mind but it was clear he had an idea so she concentrated on the whereabouts of the monster behind the wall while Bakura did his thing. A loud screech echoed throughout trees as well as inside the house as the sword struck the creature’s underside, not quite a fatal blow. The creature rose higher as it thrashed about violently trying to shake them off.

Bakura let out a loud victorious howl that made clear that he didn't seen himself in the role of the preyed upon at all as he refused to let them be shaken off and even went so far as to risk another attack. When the creature tried to shake them off by scraping them against the hole in the roof it had made the thief used the chance to quickly scramble through it and onto the roof instead.

Bakura's howl sent shivers down her spine. He was being reckless and she was used to that being her job. They had made a narrow escape to what was left of the roof on tree house, but now there was a longer way to fall and multiple enemies that were out for blood and it was only getting darker. She could see that the creature had a mixture of feathers and fur and while it's facial features were that of a bird the jagged teeth it sported were not birdlike at all and it's body was massive, almost ape-like which reminded her all over again that she really really didn't like animals.

There was a bit of blood dripping from the former attacker and it seemingly backed off a little and Nanami realized why. 'Behind you!' She shouted to her partner. The one who had been clawing at the wall was now attacking on the remains of the roof behind them. The two creatures were working together.

"Damn!" Bakura cursed as he tried to move to the side but ended up being a second too late. There was a moment of insecurity mixed with a strange sensation as Bakura simply stared and waited to get hit. It wasn't masochism or him freezing up with fear rather than a simple case of him not knowing what to do as his mind blanked out and he turned into a puppet waiting for a pull on its strings.

A single thought echoed through their resonance. 'Huh?'

It was like she had been standing on two stones in the middle of a quick moving river and one of the stones had become dislodged. She was shocked when the wave of insecurity washed over her as it was completely unexpected coming from Bakura who was just moments ago attacking without any hesitation.

Nanami wasn't able to completely hide her panic but she had pretty strong self preservation instincts that kicked in immediately.

'Hey! Move it! BLOCK!' There was really no time to bark out any other "helpful suggestions" as the claws shot forward and at the same time the area of the roof they were standing on finally collapsed beneath them.

Bakura jerked as if he had been physically hit when he heard those words. Pure self-preservation or not, they had been exactly the thing that he had needed at that moment. 'DAMMIT!!' While the thought was still forming his body had already sprung into action, making him take a couple of steps back that found the few stable spots within the roof with the instinctive surefootedness of a thief who had grown old in his profession. At the same time he jerked the scimitar up just in time to have the deadly claws crawl over it as they pushed it dangerously against his front.

Seconds later there was another howl as Bakura twisted the blade and forcefully pushed it against their opponents area between his fingers. Gasping for breath, Bakura gave the monster a challenging glare as his face pulled once more into his sadistically-confident smirk. "Well, that's not the kind of getting closer I had in mind when I came here."

She was relieved when he acted but tiny bit of uncertainty hung over her wavelength but she had increased her conviction about tenfold. Now was not the time to ask why he had locked up but she was sure as hell going to ask later. For now she remained silent, adrenaline was pumping and her senses were well in tune with the surroundings as she kept an eye on both injured creatures which now appeared to be quite angry with them and both decided to come at them again at the same time.

From an audience's standpoint something might have seemed off about the way the creatures were approaching and that was simply because they were setting the Meister and Weapon duo up. As the came close swinging arms and talons at the two something long and scaly snaked up around Bakura's ankle through the newly opened hole he had managed to escape. The chimera beasts were a decoy.

"Damn!" Bakura reacted quickly the moment he felt the hint of a touch, leashing out at their new enemy quickly and violently with a powerful downwards swipe as he leaped back. But since their range of movement was now limited in a new way he was running right into the reaches of the remaining two enemies...

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Do you want to control the monsters?

I can give it a go~

<3!

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