Thread: Yu-gi-oh 5Ds: Rise of Darkness and Corruption (Athene/ImaginaryMuse & Razgriz)

Yuna Yukio Takeda Yamichi! Take Yukio and get out of here! I'll cover you both! Yuna's eyes immediately narrowed, and even though Sosuke had spoken those very words via a radio, he may still be able to feel the glare being given to him by the leader of Yomi. You out of your fucking mind?! You're not a --- Unfortunately, she was just really good allies with Sosuke. As such, it made sense that Yamichi would make the end verdict which - to her disappointment - was to heed Sosuke's command. There was at least one thing she was taking solace in, and it came in the form of seeing the hacker didn't look as pleased with doing this as Yuna did. That definitely made her feel well enough to begin going along with the decision to move on ahead without waiting for Sosuke. ... Fine, she bitterly replied, But only for two reasons. One, I promised Sosuke to keep you alive. Two, you've known Sosuke longer than me. I'm trusting you to know him and his abilities. Still, he's not a one-man army, like I was about to say. This is pretty fucking borderline suicidal for him to take up by his damn self. Yet as Yuna began to follow close behind Yamichi, she could hear he was right. From seemingly every direction, loud cries of things like FIND THEM! or SHOOT FIRST, ARREST LATER! continued to ring throughout the otherwise empty sky and building. The more Yuna heard Sector demanding to succeed in their hunt, the more dire she began to comprehend the situation they were all in was. Fuck you all too ... she silently prayed, taking full advantage of the darkness and alleyways Yamichi was leading her through in order to avoid anymore guns firing at them. It all seemed like the escape was going perfectly, certainly smoother than Yuna had thought. Not that she didn't trust the two other men she was with. But they had obviously had the odds stacked against them. Ehh, who cares? Just get the fuck out and take your blessings with you on the way out. Her head turned as she started to tease Sosuke and point out she'd managed to 'keep Yamichi's head on his shoulders' perfectly fine. When her mouth opened ot speak, the words didn't leave her lips. Instead, two more loud bangs interrupted her train of thought. By the time Yuna's head turned and she saw the bullets going right for her, she felt her heart sink. Oh shit! Oh shit! No, no, no, no! ... Was it better or worse that both bullets hit the same side? Her left shoulder and leg respectively? Yuna didn't know and honestly, it wasn't the first thing that entered her brain. First was the pain - the godawful, horrible, agony. Next ... was her instincts taking over as a pained scream resounded from her rather than coherent words. AHHHH! An adrenaline rush swiftly activated, helping her sore muscles move despite protesting against every move she was now making. Yuna's body was trembling from head to toe, showing the last thing it wished ot do was keep running. But she did, and not just because she didn't feel like ending up in the Facility. Sosuke would royally kick her ass the moment he saved her. Quite honestly, Yuna didn't feel like enduring a beating from the Fiend. As things were, she understood how high her risk of ... other things failing were. Namely keeping her identity. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! The mere possibility and danger of being discovered caused tears to form in Yuna's eyes. At least it could be blamed by the bullets piercing her flesh. For now, anyway. How long did she have though? A quick estimate hinted until she arrived back at the base. Once Yuna stepped foot inside, the timer would officially start. Sure enough, after five to ten minutes of desperately fleeing - helped by a will to avoid capture and the same adrenaline rush that had flooded her body from being shot - Yuna shoved the doors open. Panting and wincing through gritted teeth, she began limping towards her room, ignoring the gasps and stares that she was greeted with. GET OUT! she demanded. ALL OF YOU! NOW! OUT! LEAVE! THIS IS A CODE RED ORDER! SECTOR MAY ARRIVE HERE! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF MAYBE ISN'T A GUARANTEE, EVERYONE LEAVE! NOW! Her voice barely kept the guise up. Yuna was about half way up the stairs before the face she expected to see found her soon enough. But ... Yukio?! Holy fuck! You're shot! What happened?! Don't ... worry ... about me. Hajime? I need you ... to help everyone ... evacuate. But ... but you! What of you?! Her eyes narrowed as she glared angrily at the blue-haired male. Did I stutter?! GET! HELP THEM! IF ANY OF THEM GET CAUGHT, I'M NOT TAKING ALL OF THE BLAME! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?! .... Yes. Good. Now go! Yuna didn't turn her head to see that Hajime had actually listened to her. She knew - definitely hoped - he had. No, she was acting, sound, and even thinking like a blood-crazed warrior and right now, there was only one thing going through her mind then and there. Get to your room. Get, get, get! Thankfully, there weren't many stairs to begin with. But once she slammed the door, Yuna felt the first major problem. The adrenaline was beginning to die down, fueled on likely by the blood she'd lost on the way back here. Not yet, she pleaded with herself, panting and breathing labored breaths as she staggered forward, knowing what she was looking for and not at the same time. Something - literally anything - to extract the bullets with. Whilst moving forward and rummaging rapidly - desperately even - through various drawers, her hands lifted, ignoring any time a surge of pain shot through her muscles. The same barbarian-esque attitude remained, if not strengthened, as Yuna all but tossed her shirt off, now effectively half-nude save for the same set of bandages remaining around her breasts. One of the very key things she'd been using to keep her real first name hidden away was the only visible item keeping her from being totally half-nude. Fuck, fuck, fuck! she muttered, finally caving in and sinking to her knees. Her leg, which had already been used way too much during the run back, was the first to cave in. Her head bowed as Yuna gripped her lower lip, eliciting a very pissed off, infuriated growl. SHIT! she hissed, subconsciously reaching for her shirt to hide herself once again. .... Only to realize in her frantic state, she'd literally thrown it to the other side of the room. Shit, shit, shit! Everything will probably end if someone finds you like this ... The tears her eyes had been keeping now fell down her face as Yuna crawled towards the top, using every ounce of energy to try to reach it before someone walked through the door to her room first. .... Truthfully, there was only one person she was truly panicking about. Sosuke. Something told her Yamichi and Hajime would have an easier time accepting learning Yukio was actually Yuna. But how would the Fiend feel upon learning the Warrior, his own ally, had been lying and deceiving him for so long? Yuna had no idea and, quite honestly, that was what was terrifying her the most. Last edited Nov 4, 2018