Journey maker: Thanks for the review! I'm not sure where my other reviewers went, but hopefully they love this story as much as you do!(which I'm very flattered to hear, I'm glad you're enjoying what I have so far) But you haven't seen anything yet, I think you'll find this chapter incredibly amusing. Enjoy!

Chapter 11: Terminated

-Tea-

Tea was standing alone. Blackness was surrounding her. Tea didn't know where she was, much less remembered how she had gotten there. Suddenly a single stage light overhead flashed on, and was pointed directly onto her. Tea lifted her hand and put it over her eyes to keep the light from blinding her. She looked down and noticed she was in some sort of dressy outfit. The sound of people became evident.

"W… What is going on…?" Tea said quietly to herself as people began clapping and cheering. She observed her outfit; it was a elegant dress that came out at the end and was decorated with a wonderful design using blue and red. She also appeared to be in ballerina shoes. Not to mention the fact that she was no longer in a tiny, twelve-year-old body anymore, but her normal twenty-five-year-old body.

"And now the Jacobs' Brothers present our next act!" The crowd exploded once more with cheering and clapping. Tea's eyes sparkled with excitement, she finally getting the chance to dance on stage in front of an audience. She was finally going to be able to show the world he amazing dance moves and be adored.

Tea held out her arms in different directions, striking a pose for her audience just before the music would start up and she would begin to dance. The intercom voice came back on, "Please welcome the beautiful Ms. Tea Gardner," Tea smiled with pride as there was more cheers, "And the talented magician, Nezbit!" Tea's smile and innermost joy completely vanished. There was an explosion behind her, and a cloud of smoke formed. Tea turned around to see Nezbit step out of the cloud with a magician wand in hand as well as a top hat. Tea wasn't sure whether to laugh or be afraid.

Nezbit held out his hands and bowed a couple times before turning to Tea, "Why look who it is, my young assistant, Tea. Are you ready for the first act?" Tea glared at him.

"You are no magician, Nezbit. You're nothing but a fool desperate for revenge." Nezbit brought his wand into the air and held it in a way that it pointed directly at Tea's face.

"Oh, we'll see about that." Nezbit faced the crowd.

"I now present my first act; the Sinking Sailor!" Nezbit turned towards Tea, "In this act, my lovely assistant Ms. Gardner will attempt to free herself from a locked tank of water!" Tea's eyebrow was raised.

"What tank?" Nezbit grinned.

"This one," Nezbit flicked his wand in the air and the ground underneath Tea collapsed, causing her to fall downward into a tank of water. Nezbit walked over to the edge and sealed the tank shut. More stage lights were flicked on and were focused on the narrow tank of water that Tea was now trapped in. The crowds threw their fists in the air, cheering the show on.

Tea placed her hands on the glass, looking around the room desperately for help. But it was no use, the audience simply thought this was just another magic act and had no intention of helping her. Tea shook her head, looking all around for some sort exit to slip through. She bent her head so that she was looking upwards; Nezbit was standing above her.

"Oh come now, Tea. We rehearsed this a million times, don't try to play the damsel in distress on me." Nezbit chuckled. Tea opened her mouth to bark a insulting remark towards him, but instead bubbles floated out of her mouth. This was when Tea realized the seriousness of her situation, when she felt her lungs already beginning to shrink.

'Oh no… if I don't find a way out of here soon, I'm going to die!' Tea thought to herself. She started banging on the glass, hoping to create a crack and break it down. But the glass was stronger than it appeared, and banging was less efficient underwater. Tea's eyes widened, she was really going to need oxygen soon.

Tea had to try and no focus on it, to only think about escape. She shut her eyes, swinging her limbs in all directions and smacking them against the glass. Tea started opening her mouth, trying to scream, bubbles were floating all around her head. She swam upwards, head-butting the glass above her. Nezbit shook his head and waved his index finger at her.

"You didn't think it was going to be that easy did you?" Tea glared at him, wishing she were able to talk so she could tell him everything that was on her mind. But now her lungs were really starting to feel the burn. Tea brought her hands up to her neck and held it for a moment, trying to calm her body down.

'Yugi…' She thought to herself, going up against one side of the glass and looking hopelessly out towards the crowd. Her last gasp of air was draining away and her body was beginning to succumb to unconsciousness, 'Where are you?'

-Yugi-

Yugi was walking briskly through a long and narrow hallway. He was also back in his present age body, but also appeared to be wearing a strange and flowing outfit. It was long, brown, outfit that resembled a bathrobe but with pants. Although he was oddly dressed, determination was plastered across his face.

Yugi wasn't quite sure where he was going or what he was doing, but a spirit had told him that his ultimate foe and final destiny was at the end of this hallway and he would be met with his greatest rival yet. Even in a virtual world where he was at the mercy of a small boy with oddly colored hair, the idea of destiny usually swayed his mind more than reason. So there he walked, down the long hallway to face his destiny.

Yugi stopped when he reached the end; Lector was standing across from him wearing a outfit much like his, except his was black and he also had a cape. They were both silent for a moment, staring one another down.

"Your overconfidence if your weakness," Yugi said in a stern voice.

"Your faith in your friends is yours." Yugi and Lector brought their hands down to their sides and both drew metal handles that had been strapped to their waists and with a click of a button, a brightly colored beam of light appeared. They both held their swords out in the other's direction. Lector's eyes narrowed.

"There is no escape," Lector said in a low voice, "Don't make me destroy you." Yugi flung himself at Lector, drawing his light sword into the air and swinging it at his head. Lector swished his light sword into the air and deflected the attack. Lector tried to take a slice at Yugi, but Yugi gracefully dodged it.

The battle between one another raged on for quite some time, finding that one was equally matched to the other. They made no progress, except a small injury here and there, but they kept fighting all the same. Yugi wouldn't let him win, not after what he had done; which Yugi wasn't fully aware of yet, but he somehow knew it was bad.

The battle continued, a swing and slash, only to be blocked or deflected by another swing and a slash. They're battle continued evenly until it led them until a narrow bridge above an air vent that lay far down below. Lector and Yugi were too focused on the fight to even notice the battle arena they were fighting on.

Lector jumped forward and swung his light sword into the air, only to have Yugi repeat the same. The swords collided and remained motionless. Yugi and Lector stared one another in the eyes. The only thing keeping them apart was their sword, which were putting equal pressure onto the other.

"Yugi, you do not yet realize your importance. You have only begun to discover your power. Join me, and I will complete your training. With out combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy."

"I'll never join you!" Yugi yelled, breaking away from their collision at last and taking another swing at Lector. Lector brought his sword back in and instead grabbed Yugi's arm with his other hand. Yugi was taken completely be surprise. Lector brought him up close to his face.

"If only you knew the power of the Dark Side. Solomon never told you what happened to your father." Yugi glared at him.

"He told me enough! He told me you killed him!"

"No. I am your father." Yugi's eyes widened. He shook his head.

"No. No. That's not true. That's impossible!" Yugi cried, shaking his head faster and faster. Lector's grip on Yugi's wrist tightened.

"Search your feelings, you know it to be true!" Lector declared. Yugi's head stopped shaking and he became still.

"Wait a second… you're not my father, you're just some deranged business suit." Lector twisted Yugi's arm back and kicked him off the side of the edge. Yugi cried out in fear, watching as Lector walked over to the edge and shook his head. Everything went black.

-Mokuba-

Mokuba was standing apart from Noah; his body was tense and his hands already balled into fists. Thankfully his body had also appeared to return to its normal age. But Mokuba couldn't think about that right now.

Mokuba didn't know what Noah was planning, but he did know that he wouldn't let Noah do it. "Come now Mokuba, why don't you give your brother a hug?" Noah opened his arms offering him a hug. Mokuba rolled his eyes.

"I'm not your brother Noah," Mokuba spat. Noah frowned and brought his arms back down to his sides. "Look, I know we had a thing the last time I saw you, but if you're helping the psycho that kidnapped my nephew, than I can't be buddy-buddy with you anymore." Noah cocked his head to the side.

"Is that so?" Noah put his arms behind his back, "So you're doing all of this to basically make up for what your brother has failed to do?" Mokuba gritted his teeth.

"I'd do anything to help my brother, and even so, Steven is my family and I would never leave him in any kind of danger."

"Interesting theory…"

"What are you talking about? What's so interesting about that?"

"Just the fact that you still seem to have this illusion of your brother's concern for you…" Mokuba shook his head.

"Oh no… don't start this again, Noah. I know my brother cares about me, you're not going to trick me again."

"Trick you?" Noah laughed loudly, "This is no trick, Mokuba. This is the truth and you can chose to treat it as such or pretend it's all just a 'trick,' as you had called it."

"You sicken me, Noah. How dare you try to tear my brother and I apart again!"

"I'm not trying to tear you two apart, I'm simply trying to make you realize what a real monster your brother is." Noah started walking slowly in a circle around Mokuba.

"My brother isn't a monster."

"Your brother doesn't love you, Mokuba, why can't you realize that?"

"We've been through everything together, he loves me just as much as I love him. We're brothers, that's what brothers do."

"I can remember countless occasions where he said he didn't need anybody, that he dueled alone. Your brother's the kind of man that would walk over anybody to get what he wanted, disregarding every single person that's ever cared for him. Take Yugi for example, how many times has that boy saved his butt from certain doom? And how many times has Seto even said thank you?"

"Yugi is a different story, Seto just can't get his mind past what happened between them a long time ago."

"And how does that justify his actions?" Mokuba shook his head once more before staring to walk away. "Where are you going, Mokuba?"

"Away from you, I don't need to listen to this. I don't believe you." Noah snapped his fingers and he instantly flashed in front of Mokuba, blocking his way. Mokuba stopped. "Noah, leave me alone. Just accept the fact that I'm not going to turn my back on my brother. Ever." Mokuba tried to walk past him, but Noah continued to stand his way.

"He let you get shot." Mokuba froze.

"What?"

"When Dartz shot that gun. He let you get shot. Seto watched you take that bullet."

"I pushed him out of the way!" Noah rolled his eyes.

"He knew you would attempt to save him. Why would he be stupid enough to run directly towards someone with an armed gun?" Mokuba threw a punch at Noah's face. Noah gracefully caught his arm and restrained it in the air.

"You're pathetic," Mokuba spat.

"Am I? Or maybe it is you that is the pathetic one." Mokuba pulled away from Noah and swung his leg this time. Noah jumped back and dodged it. "Why are you getting so angry, Mokuba? I thought you said it wasn't true? Or are you finally starting to realize that you're wrong?"

"I'm not wrong Noah!" Mokuba jumped back, panting, "I know Seto needs me, he'd be lost without me! He loves me!" Noah smirked.

"Needs you? You really think that? Ha! Why on earth would he need you?" Noah paused for a moment, "Especially now since he has Steven…" Mokuba raised one eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it obvious? Look at yourself. You're all grown-up; you don't need you're big, strong protector to save you anymore. You simply don't fit the part anymore… I mean, now that he has little seven-year-old Steven to take care of." Mokuba took a couple steps back.

"No… you're wrong. It's not like that at all…"

"Face it, you were nothing more to him than a sidekick that looked up to him like he was some sort of God."

-Seto-

"Hello?" Seto was walking by himself down a mysterious tunnel. His senses were very alert and listening for any sound made. The tails of his trench coat fluttered behind him as he walked briskly down the tunnel. Seto wasn't sure where he was, but he saw a light up ahead and felt that was a good sign.

Seto reached the end of the tunnel and walked into the bright light. He looked around; he was in Domino Park at home. There were children and families already occupying the park, playing various games and swinging on the swing sets. Seto had never seen the place so crowded before, possibly because the only time he ever came to this place was at night when it was vacant and empty. Seto liked to come there at times just to get some piece and quiet.

Seto looked around the room, searching for someone suspicious looking. But there was no one. The park looked only populated by cheerful, harmless and happy families. Was this another challenge that he was supposed to overcome? What was he supposed to do? Seto shrugged, there was no use simply standing around and waiting for someone to tell him what he was supposed to do.

Seto walked over to a woman that was sitting next to her child in the sandbox. "Excuse me… could you possibly…"

"Look Mommy! I made a sand castle!" The small child said cheerfully, looking up at his mother with a smile She patted him on the back.

"Good job honey! It's a wonderful castle!" The child giggled with delight from his mother's approval. Seto held out his hand to tap her on the shoulder, but his hand went right through her. The woman's image fuzzed a little bit just as Seto took his hand back. She was just another hologram. Seto looked around at all the other families laughing and playing in the park. They were all holograms, most likely.

Seto walked all throughout the park, asking around, trying to find at least one person who could hear or see him. But there was none. Was this some kind of trick the Big 5 was pulling on him? Or maybe Noah was the one behind all the tricks in reality. Discouraged and annoyed, Seto sat down on a nearby bench near one of the swing sets and slides. An older man with a large brown hat that covered most of his face sat down beside him. Seto barely noticed, the person probably didn't see him anyway.

Seto sighed, hunching over and resting his head on his hands. It was a beautiful day, or at least it would have been if Seto hadn't known it was all virtual and unreal. "Why the long face, son?" The man asked in a low voice.

"Oh, it's nothing, I've just been walking around-" Seto froze and straightened his back. That man had just talked to him. He saw him.

"What's the matter?" A chill was sent down Seto's back; he knew that voice, "You look as though you just met a ghost." Seto jumped to his feet and held out his finger in the man's direction.

"What the hell are you doing here, Gozaburo?!" Gozaburo threw off his large hat and revealed his face. Seto growled with anger. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull on me?!" Gozaburo, despite the look Seto had in his eyes that made it look as though Seto would kill him in any moment, he still looked relaxed and remained seated on the bench. Gozaburo yawned, and rested his arms across the bench.

"Well?!" Seto yelled, growing very impatient. Gozaburo held up his hand, his face remaining quite calm and content.

"There's no need to yell, Seto. After all, there are children around." Gozaburo turned his attention away from Seto. This made Seto even angrier, if his stepfather was looking for another defeat, then so be it.

"Stop playing games with me, Gozaburo and face me!" Gozaburo's attention was still focused on the rest of the park, but also on one child in particular. There was a tiny call from one of the distant sand boxes. Seto twisted his body around to see a small child dash past him and over to Gozaburo.

"Hey there kiddo, what's all the excitement about?" Gozaburo said in a soft and kind voice; one in which Seto had never heard before in all his life. Gozaburo placed his hands on the small child's shoulders.

"I built the biggest sand castle ever! Will you come and see it?" Seto cocked his head to the side, who was this kid? Seto hadn't had the chance to get a good look at him since he was standing behind the child, but from what he could see he had brown hair. Seto pondered whether or not that was some cheap replica of him as a child, but then he noticed the hair was a different style and it was also a different shade of brown, a lighter brown, and one that had a hint of red that gleamed in the sunlight.

"Of course I will, Steven." Seto's heart stopped, the boy jumped with glee and turned back to run to the sandbox. Seto's eyes lay upon the small child and in fact, it was Steven. That was his son. Seto wanted to reach out his hand towards the child, but was too afraid too. Steven ran past him with a happy smile on his face and disappeared amongst the other children.

"You… What do you think you're doing?!" Seto yelled. Gozaburo grinned.

"He's a bright kid, really."

"Shut up! Where is my son??" Seto commanded. Gozaburo completely ignored him and walked on through the park over to where Steven was sitting in the sandbox. Seto ran up and starting walking by his side. "What the hell do you think you're doing? How do you even know about my son? You're dead, dammit! Why can't you stay dead and STAY OUT OF MY LIFE?"

"Oh Seto, what makes you think I wouldn't want to spend some quality time with my grandson?" Seto stepped in front of Gozaburo and grabbed him by the shirt collar.

"Gozaburo… I swear; if you have hurt him in any way I can't even BEGIN to explain what I'm going to do to you. TELL ME WHERE HE IS!"

"What on earth makes you think I've hurt him? Can't you see how happy he is? He's not in any kind of danger, he's completely unharmed." Gozaburo held out his hand and pointed in Steven's direction.

Steven still remained in the sandbox, patting away on the sand, finishing off the last bit of his wonderfully made sand castle. Steven looked up from his work and over in Gozaburo's direction, giving a small wave at him along with a smile. His eyes glanced at Seto for a moment, just before going back to work.

"He… he sees me! Steven? Is that… is that him?" Seto looked back at Gozaburo, desperate for answers, desperate for a sign that would tell him that his son was okay. Gozaburo remained silent, having too much fun watching the scene unfold for itself. Seto couldn't wait around for an answer; he sped off to the sandbox and stood by it. "S… Steven? Is that you?" The small child looked up and into Seto's face.

"Um… hi?"

"Steven… don't you, remember me?" Gozaburo snapped his fingers and suddenly Steven was no longer happily playing in a sandbox, but standing on a lonely sidewalk apart from Mokuba. It was raining, and Mokuba was staring right back at Steven who had his arms by his sides and tears running down his face.

"I hate you…" Steven whispered. Mokuba's eyes widened, his mouth became slightly ajar as if he were just readying himself to say something in return, but Steven got to it first. "I HATE YOU ALL!"

Seto took a step back, watching his son run down the sidewalk and disappearing around the corner. Then it changed, and now he was standing in front of Dartz, whom had Steven clutched in his arms. The gun was in his hand. A bullet shot through the air, and Dartz was gone.

"Otousan…" Seto twisted around to see Steven standing behind him, his face was pale and his body looked like it was about to collapse, "Why didn't you save me?" Seto's body started to shake, his eyes. His eyes were so full of disappointment; there was so much pain. And it had been all Seto's fault.

"Otousan!" Seto turned once more, now Steven was standing off to his side. He was glaring at him, his fists up in the air. Tears were streaming down his face, "How could you? Why would you lie to me?" Seto shook his head slowly.

"No… Steven… I…"

"I hate you…" His voice echoed all around him, "I HATE YOU ALL!" Seto brought his hands up and shook his head. It was too much to handle. It was too much for Seto Kaiba to handle. Everywhere he turned he saw images of Steven crying, yelling, running, fighting, hating, and suffering. All around he could hear his voice, it was full of so much negative emotion Seto didn't think he could bear to see or hear anymore.

"Steven… Steven! Steven!" Seto cried out, looking all around, reaching out for something, anything, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Bring me back my son, just bring him back to me!" Seto looked down at his hands, and then all around him. This was his fault. If only he had told Steven the truth, if only he had protected him, if only he had prevented all this from happening, if only he had been a better father Steven wouldn't have suffered so much.

Seto was on his knees at this point, burying his face into his hands, wondering how on earth he had managed to hurt the very human being that had brought him so much joy. Gozaburo was standing in front of him, his hands behind his back, staring down at Seto.

"Does it hurt, Seto? Does it sting?" Seto's eyes shot up at Gozaburo.

"How can you look down upon me as if you are some sort of role model of what a father is? You're not even close to what a real father is."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Your son is dead and you trapped your son in this god forsaken place!"

"And your son was kidnapped and is on his way to being killed, if he's not dead already." And that's when it hit him. That he could be too late, that Steven could already be dead by now. Seto remembered the day Steven was born, he remembered when he had walked for the first time, when he had spoke his first word. He remembered every single thing that brought him joy. And that joy was going to be gone if Steven was dead.

Gozaburo bent down and put his mouth to Seto's ear, "That's the problem with having a kid. Just another person you fail to protect." Gozaburo took up the knife in his back pocket and flipped it out. "Now it's time for me to take what was mine all along." Seto knelt motionlessly on the ground. Gozaburo lifted the knife in the air and thrust it down directing it right into Seto's neck.

Then the images of Steven ceased and there was silence. Gozaburo's arm froze as he looked all around. Something wasn't right; he wasn't controlling this. Gozaburo stood up straight and looked around. "What is this?" There was a rumbling that grew louder and louder every second. Suddenly everything started flashing black and white and a loud voice echoed.

"Virtual World computer programming automatic shut down. System shutting down, system shutting down," the robotic voice repeated over and over again. Gozaburo was looking all around.

"What's going on?! What's happening?!"

"System shutting down in five…"

"Who… who could've done this?! Gozaburo turned back towards Seto.

"Four…" Gozaburo grabbed Seto by the collar and shook him violently.

"What did you do?!" Seto stared at him blankly, not sure what to say or whether or not he wanted to know what was going on. Was his mind going to be trapped in the virtual world for the rest of eternity like his stepfather's mind had been as a result of whatever was happening? Seto was frozen within time, within his head, within his thoughts. He was completely useless.

"Three…" Gozaburo threw him to the ground; Seto couldn't have done this. But then… who had?

"Someone must've hacked the system… but how? From where?" Gozaburo had to think for a moment. How could this have happened? Could it be that someone from the outside found this place and hacked the machine? No… that wasn't not possible. It's hidden within an abandoned warehouse, who could've found it?

"Two…"

"Oh no, if I don't do something quick I'll lose my one and only ticket out of this place."

"One…" Gozaburo gave one last yell in angst and the virtual world went completely blank.

"Virtual World: Terminated."


A/N: Okay, so I had this chapter finished a couple days ago. In fact, I was quite ready to post it two or three days back, but there was one thing that held me back. Yep, I don't want to throw out any names but… well, let's just say I discovered… Pokemon Diamond version. Most amazing game ever. I don't know half the pokemon that I've caught, but I love the fact that they're confuse and frighten me at the same time! I've already got most of the next chapter done, so be ready for the next update!