Me: Well, everybody is wondering who the new prisoner is. Some guessed, and they all got it wrong!

Creature: Be nice. But I have to admit Ferocious, I did not expect that character.

Me: Of course you didn't. No one did, and now I get to finally dish him out. I'm probably the only person to use this character.

Annabi: Quit boasting already. We do not own Yugioh, or the characters, especially this one! :)

Chapter 6: The New Guy

Tristan had just heard Odian say that the man was very big. What a clue. He wondered if that meant the guy was fat or not.

Instead of asking, Tristan just walked down the hall to the restraining room, where they keep there most dangerous criminals when they go mad.

Walking briskly with Odian at his side, Tristan almost ran into Ushio.

"God damn it! Watch where you're going Ushio ya nitwit!" cried Tristan angrily.

Ushio looked a bit dazed and groaned,"Sorry sir... Ouch..."

Tristan cocked his head at the overgrown guard. "What's wrong with you? You sick or something?"

Ushio rubbed the back of his head mumbling,"During the riot, some guy kicked me in the head really hard," angrier now,"I don't now who did it, but when I find out-"

"Ushio," interrupted Tristan,"We can discuss it later. Right now I want to know about this new prisoner that we have on our hands."

Nodding, Ushio said,"He's in the restraint room. I haven't seen him yet, but I heard he's huge. Still though, he can't be bigger than me."

Odian spoke up and said,"Oh I assure Mr. Ushio, this man will make you look tiny. He truly is a brute. Now enough talk, let's go see him"

Odian led the way to the restraint room. Ushio snorted, thinking there was no way anyone was bigger than himself. Even Tristan doubted there was anyone bigger. He counted off their heights.

Tristan himself was 6'1. Odian was 6'4, and Ushio was 6'6. Both Odian and Ushio were very broad and strong, big fellows. Just how tall could this guy be?

Once they reached the restraint room, they saw Duke, Malik, and Ryou guarding the door.

"Finally, you're here. I'm dieing to see how big this guy is already." said Duke impatiently.

Tristan snorted. "Alright Duke don't worry. We'll all get to see just who this big boy is. Now step aside."

The head guard made his way to the steel door, jingling his keys out of his pocket. He checked for the right key, then placed it in the lock, and opened the door slowly.

Only a dim light bulb lit up the small room, and Tristan could see the huge figure sitting on the floor, with his head down. Tristan could also see that the man wore a bag over his head.

"So... This is the big guy eh? Alright then big boy, get up. Now." said Tristan authoritively.

The figure lifted his covered head up in Tristan's direction. Then uncrossing his legs, slowly rose up and hit the light bulb that hung from the ceiling. He was that tall.

Backing up a bit, Tristan said,"Now calmly step out, and stand right here where we can see you."

Everybody in the room backed up to give space to the giant. When the man fully stepped into the light, low gasps could be heard from the men.

This guy was humongous.

Not only was he tall, but his arms were like large cannons, his chest a wall of muscle, his legs like pillars of strength. His shouilders were broad, and he excuded a presence of power that could be felt throughout the room. His clothing consisted of large blue sweats, a black tank top that barely concealed his chest, and black shoes that looked tight.

When Tristan finally tore his gaze off the mans body, he stared at his covered head. He wondered what kind of face lied behind that sack.

"Why is he wearing a sack on his head?" muttered Trisatn, finally finding his voice.

Odian whispered,"He wouldn't let us take it off. He threw a huge fit, nearly killed some men. He said only the 'chosen one' may remove the bag from his head.

Tristan growled,"How's he gonna know who the fucking 'chosen one' is if he can't see him? The smart ass. Is he dumb too?"

Odian shook his head saying,"I don't think so sir. But if you want to pull it off of him, be my guest."

Ushio stepped up and said,"I'll pull it off-"

"No Ushio. Tristan will do it. You just stand at the ready just in case." interrupted Ryou.

Tristan was glad Ryou told Ushio, because he would have surely cussed him out for being so blunt and stupid.

Turning his attention back to the big man, Tristan said lowly,"Alright big man, I'm gonna take that cap off your head now. And I expect you to behave when I do so. We will not hesitate to shoot you down if you start causing a riot. Got it?"

The man was silent, and still as a statue.

Taking that as a yes, Tristan slowly lifted his hand to the man's bag. The other guards held their guns at the ready just in case.

Reaching its destination, (Tristan actually had to tiptoe to reach it), he snatched the bag right off. Then he jumped back just in case.

Everybody's gun clicked, but the man still made no movements.

Looking at the man's face the first thing Tristan thought was, 'Stone...' For the man was stone faced.

The man had a very handsome look to him. His face was angular, and the dark rich tan comlpimented him nicely. He had no eyebrows, and his eyes were a deep blue color, contrasting with his dark skin. His bald head gleamed in the flourescent lighting.

The man stared straight ahead, seemingly unaware of the other men in the room.

After about a full minute, Malik asked,"Can he talk?"

Odian answered,"He can talk, but only in egyptian it seems. So if he talks, we might need a translator. He doesn't talk very much, but Malik and I should be able to understand him."

Tristan heard himself ask,"What's his name?"

Odian was about to explain that the man hadn't told them his name until they all heard a deep voice say-

"Hassan."

All the guards in the room sucked in their breath at hearing the man speak at last. They all stared at him with shock.

Ushio stammered,"What did you just say?..."

Patiently, the man rumbled,"My name is Hassan."

His voice was a deep base tone, rich and gleaming with a type of power that could not be ignored.

Trisatn shook himself ligthly out of his trance and said,"Alright, enough standing around. Let's get this guy to his cell already."

The six men surrounded Hassan, and led him out to the cells. As soon as they walked into the cell block area, the prisoners were standing by there cells staring at the gaint of a man.

Ignoring the inmates gawking stares, the six guards led Hassan to his new cell. They had a special cell for 'visiting' prisoners only. That's where Hassan will be staying at.

Mako was watching Hassan from his cell and whispered,"Bandit! Come take a look at this guy! He's fucking humoungous!"

Bandit Keith lazily got up fom his cot, walked over to the bars and looked to where Mako pointed. He took off his shades (which he got to wear based on good behavior), and his blue eyes widened in disbilief.

"God daaaamn! That is one big sonofa btich!" whispered Keith lowly.

Mako nodded his head in agreement. Neither of the men had ever seen such a large being like that before in their lives.

Rex and Weevel were standing at the bars too, drinking in the sight of Hassan as he walked past their cell. Their mouths were hanging wide open.

Marik was at his cell door, and he peeked through the sliding window to see the new prisoner on the block.

"Whoa... That's one big mother fucker..." Marik mumbled in awe.

Bakura walked to the little window, pushed Marik out of the way and growled,"Lemme see!"

After taking a look at the big man Bakura muttered,"Shit... The bastard is bigger than life itself."

Marik rubbed the back of his neck saying,"I know right? He's gotta be over seven feet at least!"

Still looking at the man Bakura mumbled,"He would make an excellent addition to our team, wouldn't you agree Marik?"

The platinum blond nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, a big guy like him, would definitley make a great addition."

With Tristan and the other guards, they led Hassan into his unoccupied cell. Hassan ducked his head, and entered the small space. The cell had a bed that looked too small for such a giant, and that was it.

When Hassan was safely inside the cell, Tristan closed the barred door and locked it securely.

"There. Alright big boy, this is gonna be your new home. At least for now. Do not cause any trouble, and you should do just fine." said Tristan.

Hassan just stared at Tristan with those hypnotic blue eyes of his. Tristan found himself saying,"We are on lockdown right now. So, you won't be coming outside today most likely."

Still just staring, Hassan nodded his head up, down, back to dead center. The large man sat himself down on the bed that seemed too small. He kept on staring at Tristan.

Odian put his hand on Tristan's shoulder, breaking the spell Hassan had on Tristan.

"Sir, I think it's best we go back to your office and talk now. The prisoner is secure." Odian reassured Tristan.

Tristan, being free from the trance mumbled,"Right... Alright you guys just... go back to your duties now. Odian and I've got to talk." Risking one last glance at Hassan, Tristan and Odian walked back to the head guards office, while the other guards went their seperate ways.

Hassan stared after Tristan, then he looked around his cell. Taking in every detail. The cell was about six feet in diameter. The bed was a little lumpy, and the celing was a little bit low for him.

He looked at his hands, and they were still shackled. They forgot to take the chains off of him. That was probably his fault. He was using his powers a bit much.

Still though. His heart told him that he was here. He was so close to him, he just had to be patient. And wait. For soon, he would meet his king.

-In Tristan's Office-

Reclining into his swivel chair, Tristan sipped some coffee as Odian sat across from him at his desk, sipping his own drink.

The two men had decided to talk more about this Hassan, and shed a little light on him. There were still many things to discuss.

Putting down his mug that said,'Wasn't Born Yesterday', Tristan crossed his legs and asked,"Odian, What did this Hassan guy do to be put through death row?"

Said man crossed his own legs making himself comfortable. He raised up his head in thought, then replied,"Well, according to my records, this man knocked down a school bus filled with children of about kindergarden level. The report says that he tipped the bus with his own hands."

Tristan raised his eyebrows. "You're telling me, that that guy tipped a school bus? Filled with kids?"

Odian nodded grimly. "Yes. No one actually saw him do it, but it was caught on video tape by a traffic camera. There was one survivor of the crash; it was the T.A of the class, a fifth grader named Rebbeca Hawkins. She was in the school bus, but she is the only one to survive."

Tristan grimaced. He suddenly felt hate and contempt for the man, killing innocent children. This Rebbeca Hawkins proabably was scarred for life now because of that man.

"In the interrogation of the little girl, she just kept saying that she saw,'The Monster Man'. Probably reffering to Hassan, considering his monsturous size." Odian went on.

Tristan couldn't help but feel funny at that statement. The Monster Man? Well, it did make sense to call Hassan a monster, he killed a bus full of children for God's sake. Still though...

"Has he ever done anything like this before?" asked Tristan quietly.

Odian cocked his head upward. "Uumm... Not on record anyhow. As a matter of fact, we have no records of his existence at all."

Surprised, Tristan said,"What?" "It's true. When interrogating him, he would only speak in egyptian so they needed me to translate everything he said."

Leaning forward Tristan inquired,"What did he say?"

Odian spoke,"Very strange things. Stuff like 'Evil is about to rain upon us,' or 'I must find the king!' etc. When asking him about the incident with the children he looked sad and merely said,'I shall save their souls from the shadows.' Very strange."

Tristan leaned back into his chair. "So he was guilty about the murder."

Odian rubbed the back of his head. "Well, he did seem guilty, the evidence pointed it all to him. When we took his thumb print, we tried looking for matches to see if he had any family. But nothing came up. And since he refused to tell us his name, we simply gave him a number too long for me to recollect. Even when contacting egypt, we found nothing of him."

Tristan whistled. "Man, it's like he dropped out of the sky. Our mystery man. Hassan. Why do you think he decides to talk now?

Odian shrugged. "I don't know. Perhaps he just got tired of being Mr. Silent."

Nodding his head Tristan then said,"Anything else I should know about?"

Getting up from the chair, Odian replied,"No. That is all the info you need. I shall be taking my leave now. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

Odian walked towards the door, but then stopped and said,"Oh and by the way, he's 7'7, just so you know." -Wink-.

Tristan stared blanky at Odian, but just nodded his head. Then Odian left.

END OF CHAPTER 6

Me: I bet nobody expected Hassan to be the new prisoner huh? An awesome plot twist! :)

Creature: Oy vey. She's gonna let it get to her head. -_-

Annabi: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews guys! Review again, and the next chapter will be up sooner! ;D