Prologue

The night was dark and stormy. The only sounds that could be heard were the howling wind, rain on the sun-scorched cement, and the menacing cackle of the thunder. There was a lone silhouette standing out on the road, staring dreamily at an old mansion. Lightning struck again, slightly illuminating the person's face. It was a young woman, no more than seventeen, with dark brown-black hair and hazel eyes. She was soaked to the bone; she had been out in the rain without a jacket or umbrella after all, but she didn't seem fazed by that. All she did was stand, staring distantly at the house.

"The preparations are complete. This is where the fun begins."

The lightning cracked again, and she was gone.

On the inside of the midsized estate, several people sat huddled in a corner. None of them knew where they were, or what they were doing there. Everyone was near their breaking points.

"Y-Yami? What happened? Why are we here?" one of the people asked quietly. A crimson eyed boy looked up at the speaker and shook his head.

"I have no idea, Aibou. As much as I would love to give you an answer, I simply can't."

"Well, you can't blame me, Baka Pharaoh. I'm stuck here too!" another voice piped in. He stood up defiantly. "We're all stuck here. Whoever did this to us is someone that we don't know."

A loud blast of thunder rolled through the room. The vast majority of the group jumped in surprise and the others could feel their breaths hitch in shock.

"It was me..." a mysterious voice called from the shadows. "I brought you all here..." The group whipped their eyes around to try and find the source of the sound.

Lightning cracked again.

The action did not brighten the room, but the overhead lights flickered, and slowly turned on. Whoever was just talking was still out of sight. Each person did a miniature roll-call in their minds for a process-of-elimination.

Yugi.

Yami.

Ryou.

Bakura.

Malik.

Marik.

Jounochi.

Shizuka.

Seto.

Everyone was here...who could it possibly be?

...

The voice spoke again.

"May the fanservice and kawaii desus commence..."

A rolling gasp spread across the crowd.

"R-Riv! What the hell are you doing?" Bakura shouted; trying to sound menacing despite his panicked condition.

"Why did you kidnap us and bring us here?" Marik growled.

Riv laughed dryly.

"Didn't I already say? For fanservice, that's what."

Ryou flinched back as he started to realize what was going on.

"You don't mean... No, don't tell me that it's a-"

"A Truth or Dare sequence for the general audience of the fanfiction realm? What else could it possibly be, Ry-chan?"

"NOOOOO!" everyone cried in tandem. "NOT AGAIN!"

A/N:

This is how I deal with my writer's block. Now, send me reviews that contain truths and dares for the characters! No matter how crackish and messed up they are I shall comply with your strange fetishes! Send me your hilarity! Yay!

Everyone: YOU'RE A DEMON!

Me: ...Duh. I thought that was already established. So ummm, read, review, alert, favourite... uhhhh... think of strange and mysterious things that I can do to your favourite characters. Additional characters will be added upon request. Hehe...