Its six thirty and Azi is driving Mokuba back to his mansion, but when they pass two thugs Mokuba gets this weird urging feeling to find someone. And not just someone, Barin and Saken. For some reason Mokuba can just feel where they are, but isn't sure if what he is feeling is correct. But, curiosity chews at him.

"Um, Azi could you let me off right here? I need to do something."

"Huh? Dude its thirty minutes to curfew, and you wanna walk?"

"I just need to do something." Mokuba urges to his friend.

"Fine. See ya later." Stopping the car and letting Mokuba out Azi waves bye and speeds off. Mokuba on the other hand walks aimlessly until he sees Barin and Saken.

Its Barin and Saken! No way! I guess I did know where to find them, but how? Suddenly Mokuba remembers what they did to him again on a greater scale. He could re taste the blood and almost feel the blows. Those dweebs. Maybe I should show them what its like to be a ragdoll!

"Man, that guy was like, 'Dont hurt me please! Take my wallet!' Dumb fool!" Barin jokes making a fist.

"Yeah, I swear I heard his bones crack when I kicked him." Saken boasts swinging his leg in the air. Feeling something touch his shoulder he turns to investigate, nothing is there. This happens to Barin too.

"Who the F- is touching me!"

"Yeah show yo' self" Saken woofs.

"Hello boys, its me your friendly neighborhood rich boy!" With that Mokuba lands a kick that knocks them down flat. Then he proceeds to give them a few bloody punches."I wonder how it feels to have the table turned. For me it feels wonderful," Using his nails he slashes Barin's face, " for you? Heh, painfull!'' Then he slashes Saken. "Do me a favor, leave people the f%^& alone!" He leaves then turns back to see their bodies strewn over each other daring to move an inch, the pain holding them back. Heading towards his mansion he hears a voice in his head calling his name, Ugh, wow am I going crazy? A voice is calling me. Its so familiar. He faints and wakes up a few minutes later on the top of a building.

"Oh, you're finally awake sweety! My poor master, taking out your revenge on those uncouth boys. I hope it made you feel better." Ink says fingering through his rich red hair. This guy, his name-

"You're Ink right?"

"Oh Master! You remembered!"

"Whats happening to me? Im running insanely fast, cursing, and I can feel all this power just oozing inside me. Its driving me crazy." Mokuba exclaimed his face turning red.

"Ahh, its a power rush. It happens when you get a new tattoo."

"You mean, its because of this tattoo? What will I become? Why me?" Mokuba looks down. He doesnt want to be a freak, he already thought his girly looks were enough.

"One, yes. Two, whatever you want to be. And three, because you called me, and I have been looking for you for so long." Ink cups his face lightly, brushing his hair back.

"So, w-whats the catch? I know this isn't for free."

"Everytime you tell me to tattoo you, I take a part of your soul. Eventually, if you keep making me tattoo you for whatever purpose, I will own your soul. Currently, your souldometer is at 90%."

"So you have 10% of me. I see. Well its not like I want anyothers, so I guess its fine with me. So what should I do with my power now huh?"

"Explore it Master." Ink pushes Mokuba off the to of the building, to mokuba's suprise he isnt even afraid. Instead he grows a smirk on his lips and lands perfectly on a street lamp. "Have fun, and call me when you want me Master, for anything!" Then suddenly, while looking up at the sky back towards the ledge where Ink was standing, he sees its rather dark outside then remembers, Oh shit Seto! He's gonna be pissed! It has gotta be past seven, heck maybe even past eight!