Lexi: I am deeply sorry about how late it is, my Internet crashed and I was basically stranded with this story.

Mimi: This feels like an ongoing war with you and this fanfic

Lexi: Please don't point out the obvious -_-

Mimi: We should introduce Lou now

Lexi: And stop interrupting me!

Lou: You really do have a short temper sis, don't tell me you scared everyone away?

Lexi: it seems like it...anyway this is a sort of short chapter because I didn't want to overdo it.

Mimi: Excuses ~

Lexi: Shut up slave!

Lou: Apologise now Lexi or I won't let you brush my hair.

Lexi:... SO MIMI

Lou: Seriously? Anyway let's do the disclaimer. Mi?

Mimi:Thanks. Disclaimer. We don't own any material used in this work of fiction. Also we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh

"So what year are you from?"

"3rd year." He replied blandly as he switched the small bedside lamp on and checked over the medical equipment. "Of course I'm not officially a fighter, unlike those two bird brains, I am useful in a different way."

There was something about him, the way his eyes always seemed to trail over me, that just didn't seem right. Movements were too frigid as if being too close to me would hurt him...the caution wasn't all for naught.

"You don't have to be so nervous around me." I turned my head away from him, my eye's glaring daggers at the curtained window as if it was the cause of it all. 'You are a monster in the body of a child!'. My body relaxed, feeling unusually numb but for once it was a welcoming change. "It's not like I can hurt you in the state I'm in."

I was defeated, the realisation of never being able to get out of this finally hitting me. Even if I said it would have been better if I made a run for it, deep down...deep down I knew this was probably for the best. True it would be like living on death row but at least I would be living.

Living a life that seemed too surreal.

"Melvin?"

It took a while before he answered, I didn't know what he was doing but I thought it better than to look. His face looked way too much like Malik's along with his hair, tanned body, height. If you were to ask a stranger you would have thought he was Malik's flesh and blood - or at least a bit related.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm never going to see Ryou again am I?"

There was a long silence, but it wasn't awkward like many silences. When there was no need to answer an obvious question silence seemed to be the better option. So we just waited there, listening to the beeping sound and kept glancing at the door whenever a person's footsteps faltered outside the room.

As I lay there I tried to rack my brain around where the fighting facility was in comparison to the Medical facility. Then there was the added difficulty of where Ryou was placed, it wasn't a certainty that he would be with Malik and I didn't get to see where he was placed on the screen.

"Don't worry, you'll get to see them tomorrow at least. Ryou should share at least a whole day with you at the medial school even though you're both in separate departments...and regions for that matter."

"Which region will he be posted to?"

"Region 12 or 13, then again it wouldn't surprise me if he got moved further up if someone takes a liking to him." I looked over at him, wondering why his words seemed pained as he said them. "It's the region your currently in, tomorrow you'll be transferred to number 5."

5? The high security region that contains criminals, desolate surroundings and death around almost every corner? "You have to be joking, that place is the very definition of death itself!"

Melvin glared at me before gesturing to the door, obviously warning me that raising my voice to him would definitely be a bad idea.

Bad idea or not I was annoyed beyond compare. "A babysitter doesn't just chuck the person he's looking after into death row!" I hissed, amethyst eyes glaring daggers at lavender eyes.

"Wow, if looks could kill you would be the best fighter around."

"Shut up." I turned my head away from him and attempted to count how many tiles I could see on my side of the room. 1...2...3...10

"There was no other way to make sure we could look after you. Besides, even if you weren't put to be a fighter the government would have kept you in number 5 anyway."

Ignoring his sounds of annoyance when I didn't acknowledge him I tried to rack my brain as to why Malik would trust this guy. As far as I was aware he was a stranger, Malik never talked about him so they must not be that close.

But if they were close how much information did Malik give to this person?

Slowly I turned my head to see that he was staring at his phone, sadness coating his purple eyes. "Why am I here."

Without missing a beat Melvin replied less than enthusiastically. "Because they want to check your vital signs, see if any abnormalities occur."

He was silent for a moment and his voice was so quiet that I almost missed that he was talking. "They want to see how...developed you are compared to others like you."

"Others?"

"Yes, though there are only a few." he paused for a moment to shove his phone back into his pocket. "Me, Malik and Mai all worked together to forge your results. The serum in that needle Mai injected you with was something that could shut off your power, of course Mai and Malik were both unaware because they couldn't get a hold of the results quick enough. So I simply swapped the needles out and saved your sorry behind."

"Why...?" my voice echoed as I stared up at the ceiling once more, tears pricking the sides of my eye's for whatever reason that I did not know.

A soft hand wiped away a single tear before resting itself on top of my shackled down hand. Even though I hadn't finished my question Melvin seemed to have answered it without a single word.

Before now I always tried to never cry in front of a stranger, or family for that matter, so what was so different with him? What made me trust him even more than Ryou?

"How about you go back to sleep, the morning will come quicker then."

"No!" I hissed, still not wanting to see the hurt in his eyes when he looked at me. "I don't want to sleep..."

Melvin sighed and stood up from his chair before walking over to the door. "Either way you need to rest up for tomorrow. God knows what they'll do to you."

Sun filled the cold hospital room but instead of bringing light it brought darkness dressed all in white. Mai walked in with a group of doctors and people dressed head to toe in black with guns firmly in their gloved hands.

"Come to take me away to a mental asylum?" I sneered while gesturing to the people who had made the atmosphere all the more tense. "You would have thought I was some crazy psycho." Smiling I looked directly at that fake mirror, the one where I saw my own face shine like a beacon. "Oh wait, that's what you all label me as."

"We have to admit it, you really are one bundle of mystery." Mai rolled her eyes before stepping closer to undo the metal clasps that held my limbs down - much to the other doctor's horror.

That wasn't the only thing that put them on edge though. Somewhere down the hall there was a patter of light footsteps upon the tiled flooring. Footsteps that I knew too well.

Bursting through the sea of black came a little ball of white fluff, a white top and trousers making him look even more like an angel. "I was starting to wonder where my little devil was." I said with a genuine smile crossing my lips as he pounced onto the bed.

"When will you stop calling me the devil." Ryou pouted, the thoughts of deja vu also crossing his mind before snuggling closer to my small body.

"I'll stop calling you that once you stop liking scary stuff and death. Honestly it is unbecoming of a head of the hospital."

Ever since he was little Ryou always had a strange obsession with evil things, death, rituals and everything else morbid. He was the cutest devil that could persuade anyone to do anything for him.

The Devil in white.

"Boys...I think it's time we go our separate ways."

"But Mai I've only just seen Yugi, who knows when I'll see him again." He pulled himself into me even tighter, it wouldn't have been enough to stop them from pulling is apart though. "Just 5 minutes alone and I won't bother you."

Hushed voices followed, debating as to whether or not it was safe to leave me alone with Ryou. Eventually Ryou reasoned with the doctors saying that he could check my vitals with another doctor - that wasn't Mai - and a bodyguard.

It wasn't too difficult for him to wrap everyone around his little snow coloured fingers. I wonder where he learnt to be this manipulative?

"Do you remember how you got here?" Ryou asked while shining a light into both of my eye's. So this was his plan all along? That sneaky little rat knew every outcome, every route that he could take just to learn what I knew.

"No. I only remember waking up and feeling really uncomfortable." The trouble was if Ryou would understand the codes so it slipped by the other's radar. No doubt others were watching through the fake glass, seeing if they can pick anything up.

"You were right, I should have worn something that at least had sleeves on."

"We'll get that sorted out." I could see the slight hesitation in his movements as he checked the cannula sticking out of my arm. "Any odd sensation in your limbs?"

Another coded question that must have seemed normal for him to ask seeing as the other doctor seemed to relax. "It's just numb." Ryou didn't have to know the complexity of it all, just that it was safe enough for any abnormalities to not occur.

"That's good." he smiled before looking at the heart monitor, a puzzled look distorted his face before he put a hand on my heart then on my throat. Like he was double checking the pulse.

Another clue, this time regarding Malik. He was upset when I went and tried to stop...stop something.

"Ryou-"

"I think that's enough check for vitals, it's time to go."

No. I needed to know what happened. Ryou was there when I went and Malik must have done something for Ryou to be on edge. Even when sleeping in the same room he was always content without a car in the world, now it seemed as if he wanted to be as far away as possible.

I shook my head, eyes wide as I watched him be escorted out. "RYOU!" I screamed attempting to jump out of bed to run to him, only the bodyguard stopped me in my tracks. Forcing my head to collide with the cold floor.

Vision becoming dark and speckled I continued to scream, screeching even, just to have that blood rush through my veins. To vent all the hate I had for myself.

They restrained me back onto another table that they could wheel out, attempting to inject me with sedatives but they just seemed to make me even more awake.

After an hour or so of nonstop screaming and crying my voice finally began to break, tears no longer were being shed. But I wasn't out of energy.

Thrashing around on the bed by the time it was time for me to leave I was in a mess, blood clinging to the base of my hair, bruises along my body. Cuts where I had rubbed against the metal in defiance.

By the time we left I was shattered. A soul that would have been better dead then being thrown into a pit of monsters. I would rather be shattered then turn into a monster.

Into a killing machine.

lexi: Not a lot really happened...wow I need to make up for that. But first to sleep.

Lou: Nope, you need to clean your room, plan the next chapter, so your surprise, do school work and not to forget whatever else you end up doing.

Lexi: I have a small attention span, it will take a long time to do all that.

Lou: You have a week

Mimi: He's right. Next week is Halloween and you only have a few days to do everything.

Lexi: Well I'm royally f-

Mimi: And with that let's end the chapter

Lou: I agree

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