I am so sorry! I wrote this once or twice in my mind. Let's just say we'll finally see some good Blueshipping. I'm excited for this one. I tried writing the fire scene but I just couldn't make it work. I hope it's got enough excitement.
When Things Change
By Sailor Phoenix1997
Kisara lay on her side on the stone-cold floor, staring at her guard, Umbra, with a look that could only be described as murderous. It wasn't helping the fact that she was trying not to shiver. It would only make Umbra feel good about it. She'd given up praying for a moment of privacy a while ago. Her sister had quite forgotten that Kisara had made herself a special belt out of tape and a cloth pouch, tied directly around her hips, the first time they'd really been on the surface, never to return to the Tombkeepers. The day Marik had created his Ghouls. Inside the pouch were little trinkets Kisara had been making to pass time, an army knife, a watch that was probably broken by now, a small amount of guaze and bandages, a few pain killers she could take dry that were probably ground to dust, a her Dueling deck. She couldn't inch to a corner to reach inside because Umbra would notice.
For the hundreth time Kisara clawed at the ropes around her wrists, keeping them behind her back. Her scarf, shoes and gloves had been taken away, revealing on her biceps one long jagged scar on directly over the muscle. A small present from whenever Liram had gotten drunk and beaten her without Marik noticing.
Suddenly the door shot open and Umbra strutted in like a rooster.
"Master Liram wants to see you," he said.
"I'd rather drown," Kisara spat. Umbra grabbed her by the arm and squeezed. She almost screamed out, the pain of blood rushing through the scars was like they were being slowly reopened.
"You'll come now," Umbra said, yanking her to her feet and dragging her out the door. She made no attempt to stop him, seeing no reason to and no way to escape his painfully iron grasp. A few times he'd trip her and drag her on her knees over the ground. By the time she was forced to bow before Liram her knees were bloody and her skin looked ashen-gray. Liram clicked his tongue.
"Umbra, didn't I say 'minimal damage'?" Liram said, walking down from his throne. The throne was literally that, a toilet sitting in the middle of a gray room in the shipment holds near Domino Port. At every entrance were probably six or seven Ghouls, all looking mesmerized.
"What did you do to Kaiba-san and the others?" Kisara demanded. Her eyes were offering no excuses.
"Well dear one," Liram said taking her chin in his hand and forcing her to lock eyes with him, "The ones fiddling with the red thread of fate have been dealt with." Kisara's eyes flickered fear for a second before she snapped her mask back in place.
"Answer me properly!" She stood up enraged, two Ghouls behind her forced her back to her knees. She almost swore she heard one pop out of place but she refused to shout.
"Well then," Liram repeated his gesture, "Let's just say the flames they met will carry with them to the next life." Kisara made a violent snap at his fingers.
"You sick, demented, excuse of a worm! You killed them! You said that if I went with you no harm would come to them!" Kisara refused to let any tears appear in her eyes but inside she was bawling like a baby. A Ghoul behind her slapped her hard as Liram glared at her darkly. Kisara knew she'd seen that glare before. One eye seemed to be normal sized but the other had become about the size of a pinprick. Liram pulled the Millennium Rod out from his cloak and held the two points at the side blades' edges under her chin, almost pricking her flesh.
"Don't forget dear one, I have the power now. Not your pathetic excuse for a brother." Kisara trembled with rage. "Perhaps you want a little time to process that. Umbra, take her back to her room and make sure she doesn't make any trouble." Umbra grabbed her and yanked her to her feet again, roughly dragging her to the cell and threw her in.
"If I were Master Liram I'd have sent you off a thirteen story building or down the peir tied to an anchor."
"If you were Liram and did that you'd be doing me a favor." Umbra slammed the door shut. "Finally." Kisara inched over to the wall next to the door so Umbra couldn't see what she was doing. She was able to slip her hand up into her skirt and into her pouch. "I need to put this in a less embarassing place. I have to be able to get into this thing whenever I need to. No matter where the heck I am." She finally pulled out her small, red Swiss army knife and flicked out the blade. She started sawing the thick ropes around her wrists when she heard someone else come up to the door. She sawed faster, despreate to free herself.
"Master Liram has ordered you to stand down and let me take over the watch of the prisoner." The voice was deep and serious and hard. Kisara could barely recognize it but it was definately familiar.
"I was ordered to stand here and keep an eye on her at all times."
"This is an order from Master Liram himself. Do you want to sleep with the fishes for disobeying an order?" Kisara sawed faster, praying that she'd be able to cut herself free before this Ghoul got to her, that is is Umbra was foolish enough to allow him in.
"These must be enforced with titanium! I can't cut through!" Kisara felt like throwing down the knife but felt the ropes slack ever-so slightly. "I must've cut through one. I just have to keep going!" The sound of a body hitting the ground and the knob being turned made Kisara press herself harder against the wall. The Ghoul that walked in was not Umbra. The hood was pulled over the face, covering it with a shadow. "What does Liram want now? Me to be moved to his chambers." The Ghouls unfastened the gold chain over his chest, revealing a white business suit with a blue shirt underneath and a darker blue tie. The man pulled the hood off, revealing brown hair and cobalt-blue eyes, but held the dark cloth in his hand.
"I'd rather give up this charade and get you out of here."
"Kaiba-san!" Kaiba grabbed her arm gently and pulled her against him. He pulled the knife from her hand and with one swift move he cut through the bonds.
"I don't think one would want to cut the knot when trying to escape ropes." Kaiba pulled the Ghoul's cloak back over his shoulers. "If I were you, just put your hands behind you back like you're still tied up. Don't want anyone asking questions." Kisara nodded and clasped her hands behind her back. Kaiba pulled her against his side and starting pulling her down the hall. Kisara smirked at Umbra, laying on the floor with a bloody forehead.
"How did that happen?"
"You'd be suprised what can happen with a Duel Disk." Kisara didn't say anything more on the subject. But there was something pulling at the back of her mind. Kaiba seemed to notice her down-turned face and sighed. "Your siblings are unharmed if that's what you're wondering." Kisara looked up at him.
"What?"
"The fire only managed to burn the first floor. The worst any of your family has is pained eyes from the smoke." Kaiba returned his attention to the hall where a door was waiting at the back. "My car's only a block away. Your sister wants me to take you back home as fast as I can." Kisara moved one hand and gave him a one-armed hug around the middle.
"Thank you Kaiba-san." Kaiba opened the door, let Kisara slip out, and looked back before leaving himself. Once more he shed his disguise but this time threw the purple cloak on the ground and wiped a few drops of sweat from his forehead.
"How do Ghouls wear those things?"
"I don't know. Never had to wear one," Kisara said shrugging. Kaiba looked her over and noticed her bare feet.
"No doubt you'll cut your feet to ribbons walking around like that." Kisara looked down and wiggled her toes. Before she could say anything Kaiba lifted her into his arms. "Hope you don't mind." Kisara shook her head and let Kaiba carry her to his car. He placed her gently in the passanger seat then got into the driver's seat.
Ishizu paced the floor, her hands claspe together under her lips in silent prayer for her sister's safety. Odion was leanign against the wall farthest from the front door, just trying to be patient. Marik was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands looking almsot ready to cry.
"I should've recognized them," he said buring his face in his palms.
"Marik." Ishizu sat down next to her brother and placed a gentle hand on his knee. "None of us could've thought he'd try something this drastic."
"I could've. I knew him better than the rest of you. Well, save for Odion. But when I saw him at school today I should've taken the Rod from him instead of just standing there like an idiot!"
"I've seen you make an even bigger idiot of yourself Onii-chan," Kisara said, leaning up against the wall. Ishizu ran up to her sister and threw her arms around her neck.
"Are you alright?"
"A few scrapes and bruises but other than that I'm fine." Ishizu kissed her sister's forehead before pulling her into another hug. Marik stood up and stared as if in disbelief. Once Ishizu let go of Kisara she ran up to Marik and wrapped her arms around her twin. "Could ya sense anything through the twin telepathy?"
"Just a lot of fear." She smiled and shrugged. Ishizu turned to Kaiba as he walked in the door.
"Thank you Kaiba." He nodded. Marik placed his hands on Kisara's shoulders and pulled her away. Ishizu walked up to her sister and pulled her up the stairs.
"Is there something I should be aware of?" Kaiba asked. Marik sighed.
"We think it would be better for Kisara to get out of the country. Just until Liram and his men disappear. Nee-san's going to accompany her to Egypt and make sure she'd safe there." Kaiba leaned against the wall.
"I don't think that'll work." Both Egyptians looked up at the Japanese man. "If Ishizu goes with Kisara Liram would more than likely know where they're going. Back home. But if she were to go with someone who's known to go on certain trips and not be particular about where he's going she might be safer. Egypt might not be the first place he checks."
"Are you suggesting we let you take Kisara-san to Egypt?" Odion said. Kaiba nodded. Marik looked up at his step-brother.
"He does have a point. If Kisara goes with someone she barely knows Liram will be less likely to know where they are." Marik gulped. "I can't believe I'm about to say this but would you be willing to take her instead of Nee-san?"
Ishizu handed Kisara her suitcase and kissed her forehead again. Kisara had changed into a pair of jeans and a Red-Eyes Black Dragon T-shirt.
"Remind me why we have to leave."
"Liram won't stop until you're his again. And Marik is not having any of that." A knock came at the door. "Come in!" Ishizu said. Marik poked his head in.
"There's been a slight change in plans. Kaiba offered to take her instead."
"And you said?" Kisara asked.
"I asked him if he'd be willing to take you and he said yes. So you'll be going with Kaiba to Egypt. And since you'll be going with him Liram will be less likely to know exactly where you are. Kaiba's not an Egyptian like we are. To Liram, Kaiba's probably too stupid to know Egypt well enough not to get lost. You could probably take him to the old Tombkeeper tunnels. There it's safe and the last place Liram would think to look for you." Marik turned as if to leave but froze. "And don't start making objections. It is where you want to be instead of here, right?" Marik turned back to his sister, who's face was hard as stone. She nodded and Marik left. Ishizu turned to her sister.
"Are you sure you still want to go there?" Kisara nodded and stared at the floor.
"It's my home and my duty as a Tombkeeper to remain there until the Pharaoh returns. I will not allow just one Pharaoh out of three to endanger the rest of the world when there were two more. If his father didn't step forward by now his sucessor must be alive today and now. So that Pharaoh must be the one to truly save us from the Shadows." Kisara stood up and took the suitcase from her sister. "Once Liram's gone send word. The sooner I'm free of this suburban nightmare the better." Without another word Kisara left the room and her sister. Ishizu looked at the door then at the floor.
"I don't think you mean that Kisara. Despite what you might say I think you're just trying to convince yourself of something you don't truly want."
A/N: I am so sorry it took so long! Everytime I tried to save my story I would have to log on again or something like that! Oh! It's so frustrating! Well Please review anyway.