Mind Control

Based off of/inspired by this comic by whitelily.

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Characters- Yuya Sakaki, Sora Shiunin

Tags- Drama

Something about Yuya's duel had been, off. No, not the duel, it was Yuya that seemed off, the way he smiled, the way he spoke, the way he didn't even acknowledge Crow as he was dragged off to the Underground following his defeat. Something bout it all just felt wrong.

Sora knew he should have been glad to see Yuya as he rode around the arena, to see that he was alright, so why did he get a sinking feeling in his gut every time he looked at him. What had happened to him in the hours he was missing after he'd been caught by Security?

There were only a handful of times that Sora Shiunin could say he'd felt true fear, and standing before what he could only call the empty husk that was his best friend was one of those times.

He'd sought Yuya out after his duel, catching him before he left, in the hopes that he was imagining things, that this was all some kind of act on his part.

"Well Sora?" His voice was chilling, almost emotionless yet dripping with a mocking playfulness. Everything about him was wrong, his voice, his posture, the look in his eyes as he stared the Fusion duelist down. This wasn't Yuya, it couldn't be, this wasn't the same boy who'd allowed himself to be captured by Security so Sora could escape. This was just a poor copy that looked and sounded like him.

Sora took a hesitant step back, a bead of sweat rolling down the back of his neck. Perhaps coming after Yuya had been a bad idea after all.

"We never did get to finish our duel in Standard, why don't we pickup where we left off?" His lips curled up into something so unbefitting and unlike Yuya it made Sora's stomach knot. He knew Yuya's smile, it was warm and inviting, full of laughter and life and made you feel wanted and like you belonged. This, this was none of those, it was as cold and unfeeling as his voice, a twisted smirk.

'Yuya,' he dropped his gaze, unable to face his friend. 'I don't know what they've done to you to make you like this, but I don't care.' The duel disk on his arm beeped to life as the sword shaped disk flared out. Fear turned to conviction as he faced Yuya, clenching his jaw as he forced back anger at whomever had done this to his friend.

"I don't care what it takes, I'll bring back your real smile, just like you did for me!"