Psychomania
Seto Kaiba turned down the hallway and stopped dead in his tracks as he beheld the horrifying sight ahead of him. On the wall above the doorway, the bloody corpse of a 10 year old girl hung by her wrists. Her face was unidentifiable as there were several slashes across it and most likely a blow from a hammer. A large puddle of blood was forming under the body. Blood also stained the child's pink frilly dress, stockings, and long curly pigtails. Her pink ribbons were wrapped around her throat. Her feet and tongue had been cut off, her tongue having been nailed to her chest. Her heart was stapled onto her arm. Her eyes lay on the ground side by side right next to her ears which had one little diamond earring in each lobe. Beside the two organs, written in the child's blood was 'Do you get the joke, Kaiba?'
Seto took a step back in revulsion. He felt like vomiting but forced it down and ran to check on Mokuba. His stomach dropped when he reached Mokuba's bedroom and found Mokuba's bed empty and a small trail of blood going from the mattress to the open window. In an act of pure instinct he rushed to the window and looked out to see a black expanse of nothingness. Seto felt the sharp twinge of fear starting to consume him but he forced it down and made sure to focus on one thing: Finding Mokuba.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice came over the intercom.
"Konbanwa, Seto Kaiba! Did you find my little present? Funny, wasn't it?"
"Where the hell are you and what have you done to Mokuba, you sick son of a bitch!?" Seto growled.
"Grumpy aren't we?" The voice chuckled. "Don't worry. I haven't done much to him yet. Just one cut to make that convincing blood trail. Ha Ha! Ha! Really had ya worried didn't I?"
Seto felt a chill go up his spine as a thought crossed his mind. This voice… It sounded like the voice of a child!
"Anywhose! I heard you liked games, Seto. So why don't you play a little game with me?"
"When I get my hands on you!" Seto barked fury clear in his tone.
"Tsk. Tsk. Anger never helps you concentrate in games, Seto. Now, here are the rules: One, you will follow my directions precisely, to-the-t. Two, if you win, you get your brother back with minimal damage BUT if I win! I get to keep your brother AND YOU! I like new toys"
Seto's jaw clenched. He couldn't see a way out of this that would agree with his pride but Mokuba was more important than his ego.
"Fuck! I guess I have no choice but to play your damn game." He said evenly.
"Potty mouth, much? Tee hee. Anyway! That's wonderful. Let's start right away, then. First direction! Go to the kitchen and pick up my packages and remember I'm watching you."
The click of the intercom being shut off echoed throughout the dark mansion. Seto began making his way to the kitchen but stopped dead in his tracks at the corner of the hall that lead to his destination. He remembered where that girl had been… above the door to the kitchen… Seto swallowed hard and chanted like a mantra in his head, 'For Mokuba'. Cautiously, he stepped around the corner and halted in front of the girl's body. He repeated the chant in his head and shakily reached out and grabbed the dead girl's wrists. He gagged as he pulled them loose of the nails that penetrated the delicate flesh and pinned her to the wall. She fell with a loud 'THUD' making Seto jump back with a horrified expression carved into his features.
"What's wrong, Seto? I thought you had a soft spot for underprivileged children." The voice laughed.
Seto's teeth clenched.
"Silly girl. Shouldn't have been outside the orphanage alone tonight." The voice sneered maliciously.
Seto felt something inside him churn and vomit in the back of his throat. He choked it back again and stepped over the girl's body into the dark kitchen. He reached over and flicked the light switch in the 'on' position to no avail. 'Of course that wouldn't work.' He thought, irritated.
The only light came from the gibbous moon shining in through the window and the only thing the light illuminated was the table. The moonlight revealed a package wrapped in newspaper sitting in the center of the table top. Seto stepped slowly over to the table and lifted the package. He unwrapped it to reveal a white, long-sleeved button down shirt, black boxers and a pair of blue jean short shorts. A confused expression crossed his face until a more horrifying thought crossed his mind as a blue 'KC' sewn onto the shirt in his hand caught his eye. 'This is my shirt… That psycho was in my bedroom?!' He thought to himself as another chill crept up his spine.
A muffled cry of shock pulled him out of his thoughts. He turned his head to a completely dark side of the room. 'That's right. He said there'd be "packages"'
Seto set the clothing down on the table and crept over to the source of the noise. He reached into his pants' pocket and pulled out his cellphone. He looked at it and thought about calling the police but he's dealt with more than one psycho kidnapping his brother and this one was more insane than all of them combined so he decided against it and used it as a light source instead. The dull light revealed a white-haired boy sitting in the corner with his hands tied behind his back, his feet bound as well, and a cloth gag. He was also clad only in a white towel that was clumsily wrapped around his waist. The terrified boy looked up at Seto and revealed himself to be Ryou Bakura. Seto stared at him slightly confused.
Seto had gotten to know Ryou over the last few months, after he was fully convinced of the whole Yami thing that is, and although he'd never admit it, he'd come to think of Ryou as somewhat of a friend. In fact, he was on better terms with pretty much the entire nerd herd. He'd even stopped teasing the mutt as much as he used to.
He shook his head and quickly knelt down to untie Ryou. Once Ryou's hands were freed he removed the gag himself.
"S-seto-san? Where am I?"
"My mansion." Seto answered evenly.
"How did I get here?"
"You're asking me? Don't you know?" Seto inquired as he finished untying Ryou's feet.
"N-no. I just got through taking a shower and next thing I know I'm tied up and my head hurts." He replied rubbing his skull.
"Hm." Seto stood up and walked back over to the table. Ryou looked around and wrinkled his nose.
"Ew. What's that smell?" Ryou asked in a way that would be cute if it weren't for the current circumstances.
A pained look crossed Seto's face and Ryou decided to change the subject.
"So… Ummm… Have I been kidnapped?"
"It would appear so." Seto looked down at the clothes on the table. "I suppose these are for you." He said holding the clothing out to him.
Ryou looked down at himself and blushed profusely.
"Uh… Th-thanks." He said taking the clothes from Seto's hands.
Seto turned away while Ryou got dressed.
"I'm going to warn you now. I think you've been thrown into the same twisted game as me."
A confused expression crossed the white-haired bishounen's face as he slipped the shorts on.
"What do you mean?"
Seto sighed and explained as much of the situation as he knew.
"Oh… That's awful… Don't worry, Seto-san! I'll do whatever I can to help you get Mokuba back! Promise!" Ryou said with a determined look on his face. Seto chuckled lowly.
Suddenly the click of the intercom sounded.
"I admit. The first direction, a bit anti-climactic. But don't worry! He'll come in handy later." The voice snickered. "Anywho… Ready for the second direction, Seto?"
Seto scowled and jumped a little when he felt Ryou grab his arm and hide behind him like a stereotypical slasher film chick.
"Alright. Second direction: Ever seen the movie 'Saw'? Well you're going to act out one of my favorite scenes. Go to the dining room and everything should make itself clear. But if you need some help don't be afraid to ask, Seto." The voice sneered and then the intercom shut off.
Seto grimaced. Does this mean I have to cut off my foot? He thought to himself sarcastically.
Sighing, he began making his way to the dining room, Ryou trailing behind him.
The next game would soon begin…
Me: Sooo… I published this... Wow... Now I feel like a sick person... =_="
Ryou: What the hell is wrong with you!? D:
Seto: Hn... You had to kidnap my brother, of course. -_-
So review. Arigato minna-san... *bow*