I thought it was time I should update this story. As my profile says, Anzu's Avenging Angel and Unhallowed ground will be updated some time this month, so for right now, this story will be updated like Dragon Princess. I am, at the moment, trying to finish all my In-Progress stories so that I don't strain myself as my last high school year approaches and I head into cooking collage. And after collage I will be moving to Seattle for good so I can take care of my crazy Grandmother. At that time I will probably have an amusing stalker and working at some bakery one way or another.

Enough out of me.

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The Troublemakers

Chapter 4

A woman was sitting on a well furbished bed. Keeta Georgina Mutou, ex-wife of Atem Mutou, was furious. To be thrown out of that ridiculous wedding was the most embarrassing thing she had ever been put through other than the time when those block heads caught her with her date that night.

What did Atem think she'd do when he wasn't giving her attention and just that little bitch of a child? That she would crawl back to him and be the wonderful transformed mother? Hell no, she was too tangled in her ways to just suddenly stop over some ungrateful brat.

Just thinking about that day . . . Keeta screamed and threw the wine glass that she had in her hand, watching it shatter up against the wall. God, who was the woman anyway? Some low-life gold digger probably and her kid was the same damn way! At least Raven was beautiful, that boy reminded Keeta of the guys she had to put up with in the rich world.

"At least Vivian Wong was someone" she seethed. But no, Vivian Wong had a restraint order to stay far, far away from Atem and his family. Besides, she was on to bigger fish.

'Or smaller. Who the hell is bigger than Atem?' She grabbed another glass and poured some more wine. There was Seto Kaiba, but that was it and he was married to Kisara.

"Sure," she muttered to herself. "She comes from a respected family, but hell, Kisara isn't like me. I'm probably the biggest catch out there in the rich market."

Truth-be-told, sadly, it was true. Keeta was the richest person next to Seto Kaiba and Atem. Both married, practically, to little nobodies! "What the hell could this, Anzu Ma-" she stopped herself and gritted her teeth as she corrected herself. "Anzu Mutou, have that I don't?"

There was a knock at the door, her butler. "John?"

A man stepped in, nicely dressed and sharp looking, and bowed. "Miss Keeta, I have the information you wanted."

"Read it to me." She said simply.

"It seems that Anzu Mutou has lived a normal life. Her ex-husband died in a construction accident and has lived in the middle class for most of her life. Her parents died in a bank robbery."

"That's it? What about a job?"

"She quit her job some time ago. She and Mr. Mutou both agreed to it."

"God dammit! I can't even get her fired from a job? Then again," she paused. "Atem was always good at guessing what I would do. For all I know, he might have pressed her to quit."

She was silent for a moment before she got up to the phone and dialed a number she never thought she'd call. "Vivian Wong." A beautiful voice rang through the phone; the only thing off about it was the fact that it was laced with poison.

"Vivian," Keeta purred. "I never thought I'd speak to you again." There was a moment of silence before Vivian nearly hissed back.

"Keeta Georgina, what do you want?"

"Georgina Mutou!" she growled.

"Whatever. What do you want?"

"I want help to throw that little no-name bitch out of Atem's house." If a snake could smile, it would look like the smile that was on Keeta's face.

Vivian Wong sighed. "You know what, for once, I'm going to act a little out of character for me. Don't ever call me again. I have a restraint order on me and my goons and quite frankly, I'm enjoying the peace I have now. I would go after him and that Anzu Mutou woman but with Raven standing in front of her the whole time, I'd rather not."

"She's just a child!" Keeta yelled. She could practically hear Vivian smirk.

"Yeah, well guess what, Keeta, at least I got passed collage while you only went through high school, and it doesn't take someone who went to collage or even kindergarten to see that Raven is more of Atem's kid then yours. That brat will have you in the papers and tabloids always and she's always willing to give a wonderful photo to go with all the information she gave. Her new brother, Danny, has just made the combo even worse."

"What do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard? They sent the media halfway across the world to Germany while the new couple was in Jamaica. If two little kids, barely teenagers, can do that, then I don't want to know when they have full blow revenge on their minds. So sorry to burst your bubble but, I'm not helping you one bit. I'm actually enjoying the peace." With that she hung up.

Keeta felt stung and betrayed. The one ally that she would have thought to have had turned her back. "Damn it, what am I going to do now?"

Raven was sitting on her bed thinking of plans to get Keeta away and back to Hell. Easier said than done, that was for sure. After all, Keeta wasn't like those dumb-ass reporters. Danny walked in at that moment, thinking much of the same thing.

"What are we going to do?" he muttered to himself as he tapped his chin. Raven growled as she got up. There had to be a way to get Keeta out of the picture . . .

"Hey Raven."

"Hmm?"

"How fast can you dig up dirt on someone?" Raven looked over at her brother, slightly shocked. Usually it was her that thought like that, but then she realized that it was more than just getting Keeta out of the way, it was protecting his mother.

"Fast, why?"

"Could we send in lots of dirt, dirt to keep her in the house and out of our hairs, not to mention plans?" he said. "We can't get any sisters or brothers with that lady around."

Raven had to agree because he was right. With her mother hanging around, no doubt plotting up some plan, her father and Anzu wouldn't be able to get any peace.

"Then I guess we have no choice." She said standing up. Danny looked over at her sharply.

"No choice . . . ?"

"I'm going to reveal the biggest, dirtiest dirt about Keeta to the papers, to the news stations, to the tabloids, to everyone, that she won't be able to come out of her house, she'll be a public disgrace, a smug on humanity."

"Isn't she a smug on humanity already?" he asked. Raven turned to him, a fire of hate that he couldn't describe burned in her eyes.

"Yes, she is already, but people can't stand to call monsters like Keeta human when they hit children who can't protect themselves. My nanny told me about what she did to me, and in some ways, I can somehow feel the pain she must have caused me when I was a mere child. Trust me; I'm going to destroy her in every way possible."

Raven walked out of the room, her eyes still glowing. "Raven . . . did Keeta hi-" he stopped himself, as if it hurt for him to say it. His sister turned to him with a sad smile.

"Don't worry about it." With that, she left the room.

A reporter was trying to have temper under control. The false lead she was given to by some newbie news reporter turned out to be crap. Right now the papers were blaring about Keeta, the former wife of Atem Mutou.

Diana Kat, a well known news reporter, was curious as to why the ex-wife had come back so suddenly and why she had a bad reaction to this wedding. Records shown that he went out with Vivian Wong, an actress, and another woman by the name of Rachel Tina, whom was a very wealthy family, who came close to being his next wife. But he had not shown up at the wedding and as it turned out, when she went to the house to ask why, the only daughter of Atem Mutou stepped out with an innocent smile with a tape and DVD in hand.

What was on it turned out to be the biggest jackpot that Diana had ever gotten on anyone. The doors opened then. "Miss Kat, someone would like to see you."

"Send them in." she sighed. The door closed once more and then opened . . . to Raven Mutou. Diana instantly went into defense. "What in the world are you doing here?" she snapped.

Raven glared. "Here to give you the greatest thing ever, other than the annihilation of Rachel Tina." Diana's gaze went to the bag on the girl's side. There was one thing she knew about this child, she was no vampire in training, she was a puppet master in training.

"And that would be . . . ?"

"How much dirt were you able to get up on Keeta?" the girl asked slyly. Diana's gaze narrowed in frustration, not to the girl but to the new journalists that were in. The old ones were always better.

"Not much. It's always hard to get dirt on you rich people." Raven smiled, a smile of a puppet master.

"What if I told you I have information, information that would make the whole world see Keeta in a new light, a horrible light." The girl's voice was smooth, and tempting and whenever she used that voice, Diana knew that she had something, something dangerous.

Diana smiled. This was why she adored this girl, this was why she depended on Raven for the best dirt. "And that would be?" she prompted.

Raven gave her a piece of paper, one that made Diana's heart stutter in complete outrage and horror.

It was perfect.

Oh lord, what have I done?

*snicker*

See ya later peeps!