A/N: Here's chapter 2 as promised. Thank you to theplaywrite, VORTEX2015, and FoxLover96 for the reviews on chapter 1. Enjoy, everyone.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's anime or manga, they belong to Naoyuki Kageyama and Masashi Satou respectively.
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Kiryu hated the night.
During the day, he would hear a shout or a cry or two from another cell a little ways away from his own. Then he would hear a thump above his cell or one below.
But when night fell, deep moans, screams, and the sound of sadistic laughter reverberated off the walls. Kiryu growled in annoyance and covered his ears, but he could still hear the cries of the other inmates.
The aqua-haired twenty-year-old stood up on top of the hard cot that was supposed to be his bed and peered through the bars. Just as the last rays of the sun sank behind the ruins of Satellite.
He then turned from the window and lowered himself down onto the cot. The darkness always came far too swiftly, casting ghostly shadows around the cell. Not that he feared the dark. No, after the deaths of his parents, he had spent many a night wandering the cold, dark streets of the ravaged city.
Wind whistled through the window. Kiryu sat up and breathed deeply. The night air reminded him of the world outside. The world Sector Security had snatched him from.
He had been in the prison for two months now.
The guards had tried several times for gang up on him, but each time he had managed to send them running out of the cell. His violent streak was still going strong.
"I'll be damned if I let those bastards break me," he growled.
He heard a loud moan from a few cells away. No doubt someone being beaten by the guards or slowly dying from the resulting injuries. The guards would get pretty rough, Kiryu knew that. After all, he had several bruises and a black eye to prove it.
The aquanette reached under his mat and pulled out his dueling deck. It was the only thing he had left. The one thing that hadn't been taken from him. He would never let anything take it.
Suddenly, the cell door rattled as someone unlocked it before bursting open. The guards were back.
"Damn it," Kiryu glared at them. "Don't you losers ever take time off?"
"Don't get smart with us," growled the largest guard.
Despite knowing that he was pushing his luck, Kiryu decided it would be too good of an opportunity to rattle the men for him to miss.
"So what's on the agenda for tonight, gentlemen?" he yawned, folding his arms behind his head. "A beating? A few insults? A week of solitude? It's become rather routine, don't you think?"
"You smart-mouthed little son of a-" the head guard was about to finish his sentence when his gaze fell on Kiryu's deck. "I think we have something new in mind."
It only took the blue-haired prisoner a mere second to realize what he meant.
"Hell no," he snarled, clutching his deck close.
"You don't have much use for it anymore, now do you?" the head guard smirked.
"You're not taking it!" Kiryu shot back.
Before he knew it, all three guards were on top of him, punching him, kicking him, trying to pry his deck away from him.
"No!" Kiryu snarled. "You are NOT taking my deck! You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers!"
"That can be arranged," one of the guards leered.
With a wild, furious yell, Kiryu bared his teeth. His nostrils falred and his golden eyes narrowed as he hurled himself at the guards.
He managed to land a punch to the jaw and nose of the first man, earning a shout of pain as blood gushed from the man's nose.
The second guard grabbed him and yanked him back by his aqua hair. Kiryu responded by whirling around and sinking his teeth into the man's upper arm. His agonized scream drowned out the head guard's orders.
The first guard, now down to one hand due to his bleeding nose, knocked the unruly prisoner to the floor.
"You take one arm," he barked to the other man. "I'll take the other."
Kiryu scrambled to his feet just as the men lunged at him.
He was no match for them. He was seized just like he had been back in Satellite. They both had restrained his arms and one had their hand twisted into his hair. They were bigger and stronger and there were two of them.
The head guard, the man who always was involved in his torture, sauntered over to Kiryu, smirking at him.
"You'd better be careful there, boy," he said with a sadistic grin. "If you continue to fight and cause us trouble, one of their hands might just slip and could quite easily break your neck. And who would care that you died?"'
Kiryu glared as the guard reached into his pocket and pulled out his deck.
"You won't be seeing this again anytime soon," he laughed, waving the deck cruelly in front of the former leader of Team Satisfaction.
"NO!" Kiryu shouted, once again trying to resist his captors.
The two hurled him into the wall before all three hurried from the room.
Kiryu got to his feet and raced at the cell bars, colliding with them before slumping to the floor.
"They took my deck..." he murmured. "They took my deck...my deck..."
That deck was his most prized possession...the thing that meant more to him than his life...the only thing they couldn't take from him...and now they had...
The former friend of Yusei felt as though part of his very being had been ripped away...
He flopped down on his cot, suddenly exhausted.
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The next chapter will be out on Friday, October 30th.