I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

The Encounter II

That night, Mokuba was heading home from running errands. Since his brother was always worrying about his business, Mokuba was left with all the boring stuff. This particular night he had taken his time, and become late. I sure hope Seto doesn't kill me because I'm late, he thought to himself. He hadn't taken the limo because it had been ripped apart by something a few nights ago. (Can you guess what did it?)

By a stroke of bad luck, the black dragon was out on the prowl. After failing his last hunt, it was desperate for a meal. Flying over the city it spotted a small boy- Mokuba- walking down a street. It's not much, but it will have to do, it thought. It swept down and landed silently on a roof beside the road; watching Mokuba closely. Hmm, Alone… small … weak and probably easy to scare, It concluded. After deciding that he was perfect prey, it attacked. Like greased lightning it struck Mokuba; leaving the helpless boy out of breath. He landed on his back on the sidewalk, still in shock with the dragon snarling on top of him. The dragon was holding Mokuba's arms straight out with its large claws firmly planted into the concrete. The contents of Mokuba's bag scattered out on the ground with the impact. Mokuba wanted to yell for help, but, when he opened his mouth, nothing wanted to come out. The black beast opened his mouth as if about to devour our young victim, but it did something never seen before. A strange smoke appeared around Mokuba, and the dragon seemed to be drinking it! The smoke was Mokuba's fear energy; this energy is what keeps this dragon going. (It is produced when someone gets afraid; either by a friend jumping out to scare you or a giant dragon that's ready to devour you.) Mokuba began to feel weak and soon fell into a deep sleep. Before the dragon could finish its meal, it was interrupted by a loud thumping on the ground. The white dragon had followed it to its prey. "You're too late," the black dragon growled under its breath," I've gotten enough energy to keep me going for quite some time now."

"You can't out run me forever," replied the white dragon in a much calmer voice, "You will never be able to beat me in battle." It took a step closer. The black dragon slowly removed itself from on top of Mokuba; knowing that it couldn't survive another fight without being critically injured. The white dragon watched its weaker counterpart retreat. As soon as it was far enough away the black dragon spread its wings and flew out of site. After it had left, the white dragon tended to Mokuba. That always seemed to be its new job; cleaning up after its enemy. It was critical to keep this war a secret, though, so it had to be done. It slowly picked up Mokuba's items and placed them back in the backpack and tried to figure out where the boy lived. This boy was much younger than the first one its enemy had targeted. He had no idea where to start. He has to have some sort of family, it thought, maybe another human will know. It took flight with Mokuba in its arms; trying to find someone that was still awake at this hour. There where some lights on at a small home so it landed nearby and set Mokuba on the ground. Now all it had to do was get the human to come out. Picking up a small can, it threw it gently at the door. It didn't want to risk smashing through the door by knocking. A loud clank was made, and the person came out to investigate. As soon as the dragon knew the human would find Mokuba it retreated into a dark street and flew out of sight. "Anyone there?" yelled the voice. The man looked around and spotted Mokuba. The man brought Mokuba in and found his ID from Kiaba Corp. After the he dealt with all the miscellaneous men, he finally got to speak with Kiaba, who was already worried. "Hello? Mr. Kiaba?"

"Who are you and what do you want?" Kiaba replied sharply.

"I, uh, found one of your employees," the man said nervously.

"What?"

"Um, he's very young. I found him on the street." A long silence followed this announcement from the stranger. After that long period, Kiaba spoke to someone in the room while covering the receiver then he turned to the man.

"Thank you for your help," he said bluntly," I have a chopper heading to your location."

"Wait, how do you know where I live?" It was too late, Kiaba had already hung up. Not long after the call to Kiaba, a chopper landed on the man's roof and took Mokuba to Kiaba Corp. After looking him over, the doctors concluded there wasn't anything to worry about. Mokuba had bruises on his arms where the something had pinned him to the ground, and was still fast asleep. Kiaba was very worried about his little brother and was furious at whoever did this. By now the media had interrogated the stranger that had found Mokuba and had plastered the story all over the news.

News Report:

"Tonight, what has been stalking in the darkness? The young Kiaba brother, Mokuba, has been attacked by an unknown danger in our city's midst. Interviews from Mr. Seto and Mokuba Kiaba have been turned down by Mr. Kiaba and his associates. Nothing has been heard from Mokuba at the moment. More information will be given when it becomes available."

Newspapers' Front Pages:

"Dangerous burglar strikes! Who will be next? Was this the first attack?"

"Is it a bird? See amazing pictures of flying beasts in Domino skies."

Wow. Poor Mokuba. I hate reporters almost as much as Kiaba does! Anyway, HELP! I need ideas! Reviews will be greatly appreciated.