MilleniumGirl: Hello there! This is my first time writing a horror fanfic
so if it sucks, you'll know why ^_^
Yami Bakura (Yakura): Oh and you are cheerful because?
Bakura: Because it's good to have a positive attitude, even if...
Yakura: *cuts him off* Even if your fanfic sucks?
Bakura: Uh... yeah!
Yakura: Uh-huh. Sure.
MG: So... ah... Bakura? Aren't you going to do your disclaimer thing so I can get on with the story?
Bakura: Not this time! I've decided to step down and let someone else do it!
Yakura: Thank Ra. *glances around* You're not gonna make MG do it, are you, Ryou? Bakura: o^_^o Nope!
Yakura: There's no one else here but... *eyes widen*
Bakura: Yes, my poor confused yami, you get to do it!
Yakura: NO, my poor stupid confused hikari, I WILL NOT DO IT!
Bakura: YES, YAKURA, YOU WILL DO IT!!!
Yakura: NO, RYOU, I WILL NOT!!!!
MG: *watching them volley* Uh, I don't own Yu-gi-oh.
It was dark when Seto and Mokuba Kaiba left for the airport. The air was cold and crisp and a low fog hung over the city. Mokuba had been tired when first awakened, but now he was just excited. The young Kaiba had been anticipating this trip for weeks now and couldn't restrain himself from skipping as he and his older brother approached the front desk.
Kaiba was hardly excited. This was merely another get-out-of-the- house excuse; he was doing it for Mokuba and nothing else. They had decided to fly to Miami, Florida, for a week long vacation to relax. Now that he thought about it, Kaiba was actually looking forward for a little time to relax and get away for his work. He and Mokuba could also get a little quality time together. Kaiba was, however, silently cursing himself for not riding in the private jet– it would have been so much easier.
He would soon come to regret not taking the jet even more so.
But the two were oblivious to what was to come. They simply sent their luggage off and began to amble along the corridor, looking at pictures and other things adorning the hallways.
"Look at this," Mokuba said, pointing to a student art project. "Isn't it stupid?"
"Stupid" was a little bit of an understatement. The project was entirely made of pieces of garbage glued crudely together to form "Major Landmarks of the United States." Kaiba glanced at the teetering mountain of orange and blue milk bottle rings molded to look like the Statue of Liberty.
" Looks like they did it in the dark," Kaiba said, smirking. Mokuba laughed a little, continuing down the hallway, making comments on other things. About halfway down the hallway to their gate, they ran into a couple of women who seemed completely lost. They were babbling about their flight being canceled, and kept checking all the signs to see exactly what corridor they were in. Kaiba felt no need to help them, but watched them closely as they knelt down next to Mokuba and began to talk in cutesy voices about how "darling" he was.
Kaiba wanted to rip their throats out, but he restrained himself to walking up silently behind them and casting a long shadow over their heads.
"May I help you?" he said darkly.
" Oh, excuse me sir, is this your child?" one said with a large smile.
"Brother," Kaiba said in a low voice that would make the weak at heart tremble in fear. The ladies scooted away from Mokuba a couple of inches.
"Oh! How precious!" the other said. Kaiba winced. " We are looking for Gate 18... do you think you could help us?"
Kaiba blinked, containing his frustration. Hanging above their heads was a large sign that said "Gates 1-18" and an arrow pointing left. He was about to mention this in a bored voice when Mokuba cut in.
"Hey, that's our gate too, Seto!" Mokuba began brightly. Kaiba shook his head a centimeter to each side to warn Mokuba that he did not want these weird ladies following them around...
But it was too late. They ended up walking all the way to the gate with the ladies, who babbled on and on about being afraid to fly on airplanes because of a show they'd watched on TV. Kaiba wanted to tell them off for wasting their time watching damned airplane horror movies at night, but he reminded himself to set a good example for Mokuba.
They finally sat down in their seats at Gate 18. Kaiba got an awkward feeling all of a sudden. Mokuba looked content and still excited as he looked out the darkened window, but Kaiba felt a chill run up his spine. It was quieter by this gate and he didn't know why. Mokuba commented on how it had begun to rain outside, and Kaiba peered out the window to see for himself.
And then the power went out. The lights flickered and died, and the Stupid Ladies the Kaiba brothers had been walking began to give horrified gasps. Kaiba felt Mokuba withdraw from the window and let out a startled little cry. Kaiba, however, was unnerved. He felt the whispers and cries of others seated around them, and heard a voice come on over the intercom. It told everyone to remain calm, that the power backup system would be on shortly, and that all flights would be delayed because of a severe thunderstorm. He heard a few people curse at this news, but it didn't matter for Mokuba and him. They were in no hurry.
Mokuba did not go back to the window. He was a little scared now, with the thunderstorm and the rain and dark and all, so he snuggled up against Kaiba, who willingly gave up his jacket and wrapped it around Mokuba like a blanket. They sat in silence for a while, listening to the people around them in the dark. A noise near Gate 18 made Mokuba bunch up against his big brother more. A small crack of light appeared as the gate opened to reveal the walkway. Peering out the window, Kaiba could make out the dim outline of a plane.
Flight 145 was here.
MG: And so that's the first chapter! Hardly scary yet, but I've got more waiting... heheheheheh...
Yakura: NO I WILL NOT!!!
Bakura: YES YOU WILL!!!!
Yakura: NO I WON'T!!!!
MG: Please review! Thank you! ^_^ *glances at yami & hikari* Don't you guys have something better to do?
Yakura and Bakura: No.
Yami Bakura (Yakura): Oh and you are cheerful because?
Bakura: Because it's good to have a positive attitude, even if...
Yakura: *cuts him off* Even if your fanfic sucks?
Bakura: Uh... yeah!
Yakura: Uh-huh. Sure.
MG: So... ah... Bakura? Aren't you going to do your disclaimer thing so I can get on with the story?
Bakura: Not this time! I've decided to step down and let someone else do it!
Yakura: Thank Ra. *glances around* You're not gonna make MG do it, are you, Ryou? Bakura: o^_^o Nope!
Yakura: There's no one else here but... *eyes widen*
Bakura: Yes, my poor confused yami, you get to do it!
Yakura: NO, my poor stupid confused hikari, I WILL NOT DO IT!
Bakura: YES, YAKURA, YOU WILL DO IT!!!
Yakura: NO, RYOU, I WILL NOT!!!!
MG: *watching them volley* Uh, I don't own Yu-gi-oh.
It was dark when Seto and Mokuba Kaiba left for the airport. The air was cold and crisp and a low fog hung over the city. Mokuba had been tired when first awakened, but now he was just excited. The young Kaiba had been anticipating this trip for weeks now and couldn't restrain himself from skipping as he and his older brother approached the front desk.
Kaiba was hardly excited. This was merely another get-out-of-the- house excuse; he was doing it for Mokuba and nothing else. They had decided to fly to Miami, Florida, for a week long vacation to relax. Now that he thought about it, Kaiba was actually looking forward for a little time to relax and get away for his work. He and Mokuba could also get a little quality time together. Kaiba was, however, silently cursing himself for not riding in the private jet– it would have been so much easier.
He would soon come to regret not taking the jet even more so.
But the two were oblivious to what was to come. They simply sent their luggage off and began to amble along the corridor, looking at pictures and other things adorning the hallways.
"Look at this," Mokuba said, pointing to a student art project. "Isn't it stupid?"
"Stupid" was a little bit of an understatement. The project was entirely made of pieces of garbage glued crudely together to form "Major Landmarks of the United States." Kaiba glanced at the teetering mountain of orange and blue milk bottle rings molded to look like the Statue of Liberty.
" Looks like they did it in the dark," Kaiba said, smirking. Mokuba laughed a little, continuing down the hallway, making comments on other things. About halfway down the hallway to their gate, they ran into a couple of women who seemed completely lost. They were babbling about their flight being canceled, and kept checking all the signs to see exactly what corridor they were in. Kaiba felt no need to help them, but watched them closely as they knelt down next to Mokuba and began to talk in cutesy voices about how "darling" he was.
Kaiba wanted to rip their throats out, but he restrained himself to walking up silently behind them and casting a long shadow over their heads.
"May I help you?" he said darkly.
" Oh, excuse me sir, is this your child?" one said with a large smile.
"Brother," Kaiba said in a low voice that would make the weak at heart tremble in fear. The ladies scooted away from Mokuba a couple of inches.
"Oh! How precious!" the other said. Kaiba winced. " We are looking for Gate 18... do you think you could help us?"
Kaiba blinked, containing his frustration. Hanging above their heads was a large sign that said "Gates 1-18" and an arrow pointing left. He was about to mention this in a bored voice when Mokuba cut in.
"Hey, that's our gate too, Seto!" Mokuba began brightly. Kaiba shook his head a centimeter to each side to warn Mokuba that he did not want these weird ladies following them around...
But it was too late. They ended up walking all the way to the gate with the ladies, who babbled on and on about being afraid to fly on airplanes because of a show they'd watched on TV. Kaiba wanted to tell them off for wasting their time watching damned airplane horror movies at night, but he reminded himself to set a good example for Mokuba.
They finally sat down in their seats at Gate 18. Kaiba got an awkward feeling all of a sudden. Mokuba looked content and still excited as he looked out the darkened window, but Kaiba felt a chill run up his spine. It was quieter by this gate and he didn't know why. Mokuba commented on how it had begun to rain outside, and Kaiba peered out the window to see for himself.
And then the power went out. The lights flickered and died, and the Stupid Ladies the Kaiba brothers had been walking began to give horrified gasps. Kaiba felt Mokuba withdraw from the window and let out a startled little cry. Kaiba, however, was unnerved. He felt the whispers and cries of others seated around them, and heard a voice come on over the intercom. It told everyone to remain calm, that the power backup system would be on shortly, and that all flights would be delayed because of a severe thunderstorm. He heard a few people curse at this news, but it didn't matter for Mokuba and him. They were in no hurry.
Mokuba did not go back to the window. He was a little scared now, with the thunderstorm and the rain and dark and all, so he snuggled up against Kaiba, who willingly gave up his jacket and wrapped it around Mokuba like a blanket. They sat in silence for a while, listening to the people around them in the dark. A noise near Gate 18 made Mokuba bunch up against his big brother more. A small crack of light appeared as the gate opened to reveal the walkway. Peering out the window, Kaiba could make out the dim outline of a plane.
Flight 145 was here.
MG: And so that's the first chapter! Hardly scary yet, but I've got more waiting... heheheheheh...
Yakura: NO I WILL NOT!!!
Bakura: YES YOU WILL!!!!
Yakura: NO I WON'T!!!!
MG: Please review! Thank you! ^_^ *glances at yami & hikari* Don't you guys have something better to do?
Yakura and Bakura: No.