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Room 3525
Chapter 25
Farewell Father
"I need to use the facilities," Isis simply stated.
Gozaburo, who was still babbling on his cell, turned around mouthing, "Hold it."
"First you deny me my freedom and now my bladder?"
Mr. Kaiba rubbed his temples, "Fine, go to the restroom!"
One of his guards came over and unclipped her, ushering her to the restroom. She quickly closed the door and looked around the small space for anything and every thing she could use as a weapon. It was like Gozaburo had baby proofed the small restroom for not one thing in there could be used. Reluctantly she did answer the call of nature then washed her hands.
As she did she looked in the mirror and saw how dirty her face was and how askew her hair was. Her shirt had burn marks on it and even one of her sleeves was ripped. Her jeans had fray covered holes on the knees and her red Converse was choking in dirt.
Usually she would attempt to clean herself up but she decided against it. Her current appearance was all she had left of Kaiba. Those last few moments she had had with him seemed even more precious now. Isis had believed that Kaiba was indestructible; never had he shown weakness or falter in all he did. He was a God in her eyes and when she watched that blood spurt forth, she was just as surprised as he was.
After being escorted to her seat and re-clipped in, she leaned over and whispered to Malik, "There was nothing in the bathroom."
Her brother nodded, "Now what do we do?"
"I'm not sure…we need Fate to deal us a new hand."
"We'll be taking off in forty-five," another announcement came.
Back Roads
The car sped faster, dodging the debris that dared to slow his mission. His vehicle was going as fast as it could possibly go, which was immaculate, but he still felt it wasn't enough.
Kaiba felt like he was on borrowed time. When that bullet had hit him spot on and he fell in the waves below, he believed that was it. He remembered being completely weightless under the waves as they gently shifted back and forth, rocking him into an eternal sleep. He had been clinging to some sort of consciousness but he knew he was hallucinating when he heard his parents calling to him.
When he heard their long forgotten sound he knew he had to force himself from an early grave and leave this dream world behind. People were counting on him and he was not about to let them down.
He gripped his chest as it throbbed with every beat of his heart. Blood was all over his interior but he didn't care; a stained interior was the last worry on his mind. Finally the dock he was searching for came into view with a speedboat waiting there for him.
He stumbled from the car, bracing his back against the door to catch his breath for a moment. He once more gripped his chest, "Fuck…come on Seto pull it together. At least you're alive…half way." His feet shuffled over to the dock and he threw his frail body in, towards the steering wheel.
Luckily his hit the metal wheel and was able to prop himself against it. He started the boat and immediately headed across the Pacific at optimum speeds. After putting in right coordinates, he put the boat on auto pilot. He headed below deck to find the first aid kit. He immediately found it in the first cabinet door he opened.
Kaiba wasn't sure exactly how the Band-Aids and peroxide would work, but he really needed to stop the bleeding. He searched the drawers and found a clean towel that would work. He took off his bloodied shirt and balled up the towel, pressing it hard against his hole. He then took medical tape and fastened the material to his chest. The constant rubbing of the cloth was painful but at least the bleeding had stopped. He went back upstairs and lay down across one of the padded benches.
If he would have been simply going for a boat ride, it was the perfect night for it. It wasn't horribly cold, the sea was gentle, and the moon was so bright it was almost frightening gliding over the black abyss.
That's when he realized he was actually scared and not just any type of fear; pure unfiltered horror. It was like being in a completely dark room, knowing something was in there waiting to get you, but simply chose to ghost around you. Taunting you with the power they had to either kill or spare you. He felt his heart pound and welcomed the adrenaline.
There were only three times Kaiba could remember feeling this type of horror. The first was when he and Mokuba were shoved into their first foster home. The second time would be when he and Mokuba first experienced Gozaburo's torture. And the final time was when Isis had her hand placed to his racing heart, knowing exactly why he was so short of breath. That fear had returned now for he had no idea whether or not he would make it in time to take Gozaburo down, or if he'd even make the boat ride there. He would not be able to live with himself if he didn't take him down.
He closed his eyes allowing his mind to project Isis the night of the ball on the back of his eyelids. He watched himself twirl her and hold her close, telling her how lovely she really did look. His mind wondered even farther back, back to the day when he found himself oddly drawn to Isis.
Flashback
Kaiba sauntered through the blimp, feeling over confident as usual. He couldn't wait till this talk of world domination, past lives, and Fate of the world was over and he was once more back on top. Sure plenty of fifteen year olds had the hopes of becoming the number one duelist; however not very many of them had the potential this fifteen year old contained.
He decided to head to his room to focus for the duels at hand and found his door slightly ajar. He slid in and there he saw her standing on his personal balcony. Irritation rose from within him and thought about storming out there and making an ass of himself, but instead he simply watched her.
The city lights outlined her in white light and her satin attire seemed to ghost lightly around her along with her hair. She was the very picture of perfection and three years older than he was. But eighteen or not, she couldn't have possibly been out of his reach.
Nothing was out of his reach! He was Seto Kaiba, the go getter of the world. He not only went to High School and had the highest GPA there, took care of his little pubescent brother, but also ran the number one game company in Asia and number three in the world. He was every thing and anything, what was Isis?
A supposed soothsayer who believed heavily in Fate and Destiny, claiming they were the deciders of all. He was tired of her shoving her beliefs down his throat; if he wanted to believe he would on his own accord. Besides that she had spent most of her life in the past, so she was behind on modern things, which he would never be since he usually had the most revolutionary items before many people.
But despite her lack of fulltime common sense she was quite the book enthusiast. He had often passed her room to find her buried in a number of different books, in different languages. He even caught her explaining how the holograms and duel discs worked to Odion, even though she could not work a cell-phone. Somehow she was able to retain the complexity of it all and was actually right.
It was really odd; she was brilliant and could see himself playing chess with her somewhere on one of his private beaches, yet he could see himself throwing her to the sharks for going on about how it was Fate and such that he invited her. He would then see himself even more irritated for she would probably keep talking saying how Osiris, King of the Dead, knew it was her Destiny to be devoured by the sharp toothed mammals.
However the way her toned body would look in a bikini might have him holding back on turning her to chum.
Her face contorted in angst and she turned around, giving him the view of her pretty face frowning; no doubt she was worried about her psycho of a brother. He watched her shiver and decided he should probably go assist the damsel in much distress.
Looking around the room he looked for something to help her easily fixable problem. He grabbed a letterman's jacket with the letters "KC" patched on the front, and had a picture of the Kaiba Corp. building on top of a black circle, with the words in Japanese: "Kaiba" on the top and: "Corporation" on the bottom of the picture. The sleeves were yellow along with the collar while the vest part of it was red; the snug ends of the sleeves were stripped sky blue and black.
The coat was as ugly as Gozaburo in that leopard print Speedo he used to wear when they all went out on the yacht as a family; okay, maybe not that ugly. He shivered a bit at the memory. He never wore the coat and wondered why Kaiba Corporation even made them. He glided out onto the balcony, keeping the jacket behind him.
"Cold?" He watched her stiffen for she knew she shouldn't have been out here. But somehow he felt annoyed that he hadn't known she was out here sooner.
"Not really…"
He knew she was lying and stepped closer to her, towering over her. She stiffened by this action, no doubt trying not to shiver by the heat he was emitting. He liked how she wasn't terribly short; he believed 5'6 was a good height for any woman that would possibly have a chance to be with him.
He chuckled, "You can stop pretending to be tougher than you are." He made sure to use his superior sounding tone.
"After you Kaiba," she pushed out in a confident tone as she turned her back to him, looking out over Domino City.
He rolled his eyes with a grunt and slid the jacket out from behind him. He took in her figure; mainly the bottom bumped out behind the satin, and then draped the jacket around her shoulders saying nothing.
Kaiba turned on his heel and headed back into the blimp. He knew she was watching him and he wouldn't admit it but the reason he had given up the jacket was because he wanted her to always have something to remember him by. Not just the duel, tablet interpreting at the museum, or any other little chat they've had. He wanted her to have solid evidence that she, Isis Ishtar, was once in his, Seto Kaiba's presence, breathing the same air.
He never wanted her to forget him.
End Flashback
The thought of playing chess on the beach somewhere with Isis suddenly played vividly in his head and he jumped up, realizing he had fallen asleep. The only way he had woken up from such a wonderful dream was the beeping of the GPS informing him his destination had been met.
He pressed the panic button that was installed that informed the authorities of his location. No doubt it would take them an hour to get out here. But that was all he needed anyway.
The CEO went below deck and grabbed a shoebox from one of the cabinets and found the shotgun shells where he had last left them. He grabbed the shotgun hanging off the wall and headed back up. After loading the things he jumped out and onto the deck. Before all Kaiba would do was wound the men, sparing them of what possible families they had, but no, that was over. They hadn't had compassion for his loved ones so he was going to simply follow their example.
Adrenaline pumped hard through his body as shot the first guard who screamed ghost in his chest, blowing a huge hole through him. "Not fun being shot a hole into you huh?" Kaiba chuckled darkly as he stepped over the body, putting another bullet in from the shoebox under his arm.
He continued his rampage, simply walking in places and capping people. They were all so stunned to see him alive they couldn't react fast enough till half of their head was blown off against the wall or a huge gaping hole poured out the contents of what you had previously eaten.
"Prepare for departure," Kaiba heard broadcasted through the speakers. He quickly killed a guy driving a golf cart towards the plane and put on his equipment from the waist up. After the hat and headset were in place, he set the gun and shoebox next to him and casually rode over to the plane. He pointed to the cargo loaded in the back to the goons and they loaded the last bit on.
One of them eyed his gun and shoebox, "Hey Chiba, what's with the shotgun and shoebox? Going old school on us?" He chuckled fingering his AK.
"I suppose so." With that Kaiba laid waste to him and the other guard there. He climbed into the baggage compartment and it closed automatically. He felt all around the pockets and found a lighter. He lit it to have some light and found a small latch above him. No doubt Gozaburo had this installed so he could access his luggage when ever he needed it.
He slowly pushed the latch up; he made sure the hat he wore hid his identity well enough so no guards would recognize him. But lucky him he came up behind the three. He quickly rushed them and snapped their necks before they even knew someone was in the room besides the fellow comrades.
He dipped back down into the compartment and snagged the gun and shoebox of bullets. He reloaded and placed the shoebox in one of the seats, taking quite a few extra with him, placing them in the pockets of the stolen vest. He slowly cracked the door to the "business class" where his many guards sat chatting, cleaning their guns, and sleeping.
The brunette closed it back and walked back over to the dead three and found two guns where silencers were attached. Perfect. He opened the door slowly and hid behind it. He decided he would take out all the people talking and cleaning their guns since they were the most alert. He took a gamble keeping the sleeping ones for last but he had already almost died once he didn't mind.
He took aim and began shooting people in the head. Luckily Gozaburo only had twenty men in the room and they all went down pretty easy without much of a disturbance, but enough to make the two guards leave up front to come to the room to investigate.
After they eyed the dead comrades they slowly made their way to the back, where Kaiba was waiting. Once there they saw the other three dead and didn't know what to think until Kaiba jumped out of the bathroom and snapped their necks. They easily went down and he gathered up his gun, leaving the shoebox.
"Men, does there happen to be a problem?" Gozaburo called through the slightly open door.
In that moment Kaiba quickly channeled Joey and responded in his best Brooklyn accent, "Uh…ya don't have tah worry boss man, ain't no probs." He stuck his tongue out, disgusted with the ignorant statement as he saw it.
"Glad to hear it Jenkins."
Lucky enough for Kaiba one of them obviously had an accent. He glided right up and brought his hat down lower, so no one would know who he was. He took his seat against the wall facing Isis and Malik and crossed his arms. He had just killed twenty five men so that had to be all of the guards. The only people left were the pilot and co-pilot. That would be easy enough. He just needed reason to go in there.
He had still had time for the plane was taxiing and looked over at Isis. He felt his heart pound even though she looked like a hobo off the street she was still striking. Not very many people could do that and he was glad he had her.
Gozaburo once more took a break from his phone conversation, "Jenkins, can you go to the pilots and ask when we'll actually be fucking leaving?"
"Sure thang boss man." He stood up with his shotgun and glided to the cockpit.
Isis watched the guard's seductive stride and narrowed her eyes at the man's black jean clad ass, "Malik…there's something familiar about him."
"I understand you had to have sex against your will Isis, but please don't go into detail," Malik gawked as he watched his sister gaze at the guard's rear.
Kaiba closed the door to the cockpit once inside he scoped it out and found two parachutes. He snapped the co-pilots neck then placed the shotgun against the side of the pilot's head. The man slowly turned his eyes and faced the CEO's cold blue eyes, "Make a single sound and I will blow your brains against the controls."
"Wh—" was the last thing from the man's mouth as Kaiba pulled the trigger. He pulled the body away onto the floor and took the seat.
"What was the gunshot for?" Gozaburo demanded from the other side of the door finally off the phone.
"Sorry boss man, ya know how trigga happy I can get." He put in certain coordinates and put the plane on auto pilot. Soon the engines rumbled and up they went, the moon looking larger than even and the ocean even more menacing from the sky above.
"I told you about that Jenkins, I might revoke your gun one day," Mr. Kaiba chastised chuckling.
Kaiba chuckled along with him as he stood up taking off the hat and opening the door, "But I need my gun…boss man." Gozaburo, Malik, and Isis all gasped as the brunette entered back into "first class".
"SETO!" Isis accidentally squealed feeling her happiness overwhelm her. "YOU'RE ALIVE!"
He felt himself blush just a little from her excitement. "Barely but yes," Kaiba said lifting the shotgun to Gozaburo's face.
His father slowly raised clapping softly, "Well done my boy; now I suppose you're going to kill me, free your girlfriend and her brother, and then land the plane to safety?" Kaiba didn't respond knowing exactly what Gozaburo was doing. When Kaiba was a child his father often played this mind game with him to get what he wanted out of the child. "I know that you want to place that barrel to my head and watch my thoughts ooze all over my expensive cashmere seat, but won't that just prove how much of my son you really are?"
"Fuck what he's saying Kaiba! Put a fucking shell in his scull," Malik jeered from the background.
Kaiba kept his eyes locked with Gozaburo as he went on, "I've killed many a person and had many women raped, just so I could be back on top again since you stole Kaiba Corporation from me."
"You pretty much handed it over," Kaiba said hearing the alarm sound in the plane that it was going down.
Gozaburo narrowed his eyes also ignoring the warning from the female electronic voice and masks deploying before the seats, "That's another story for another time. However if you kill me, you'll just do what I tried to do to you: get you out of the way so I could be once more back on top and in control."
Kaiba realized that he was right. He hated to admit it but he was right. If he killed him he was no better than his father. Gozaburo had ruled his life since he was in single digits and he wasn't about to kill him just as an excuse to have control over himself. No, Gozaburo needed to die on his own. Slowly he lowered the gun and walked over to Malik freeing him then Isis.
"Seto…" She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed all over his face, mumbling some sort of Hebrew prayer of thanks.
Malik clenched his teeth once free and charged Gozaburo, beating the shit out of him. He tackled him roaring animal like as he continued to bury his fists into his face.
"Malik! Stop it!" Isis grabbed her brother's swinging arms and pulled him back.
The fat business man was on the floor black and blue. He watched Malik pick up his ashes and chuckled, "You know Malik…those aren't Odion's ashes," Gozaburo whispered from the ground.
"What…?" Malik whispered helplessly.
"You heard me."
"But I watched you burn him."
"Yea, on video; it was fake Malik. His body is still somewhere in the warehouse."
"STOP trying to have the last laugh you sick bastard!" Kaiba kicked him in the face. Malik walked forward, breaking the urn open, and dumped what he found was sawdust all over the bastard.
Isis then stole the shotgun from Kaiba, aimed, and fired. She blew a hole the size of a grapefruit in his thigh. He screamed out and gripped the wound with shaky hands. She handed the gun back to her love, "I was going to kill you Gozaburo, but if Seto's going to allow you to live, then I will too. But I had to do something for Odion. You're nothing but a weak man we needs the help of others for all that you do, you're absolutely pathetic."
The alarm became louder and panic of the situation reached a new level.
Kaiba ran into the cockpit and grabbed the two parachutes there. He put one on and put the other on Malik. They opened the door and the wind was so strong they all had to hold on to something to keep from blowing away. Malik immediately jumped not taking one look back.
After Isis was secured to Kaiba's parachute they both took one last look at Gozaburo; his leg was twitching from the huge hole, his face covered in bruises, his body was covered in sawdust, and his face was contorted into this chuckle. It was so frightening Isis looked away knowing it would keep her up at night more than anything this experience had brought her.
"Farewell…father." With that he jumped and out he and Isis fell through the atmosphere, they already saw Malik had deployed his chute and was gliding down towards a small patch of land. Kaiba deployed his as well and he and Isis landed safely next to Malik.
They all turned and watched the plane slam into the water, somehow catching a blaze with Gozaburo still inside. His dark eyes pierced through one of the windows and he waved to the three with that smile still on his face. The wreckage slowly settled and started sinking below, pulling anything down with it as it sank. What a fitting end.
Kaiba gave a small sigh as he fell back; Isis was by his side immediately, cradling him against her bosom. She felt a faint heartbeat and believed he must have finally allowed himself to fall unconscious.
"Look!" Malik pointed off in the distance of the coastline where they spotted the emergency vehicles pull up. Boats with flashing lights were coming in their direction and many helicopters above shined their blinding spotlights down on the three. They immediately sent down the harnesses and got them all off the little patch of land.
Once inside, they placed Kaiba on a stretcher and removed his shirt to find his chest wound. Isis gripped his hand and felt it weakly clench back as they started doing different things to keep him stable till they reached the hospital.
Malik and Isis looked out of the window and saw that the sky was a hint of blue with the sun on its way up. Truly this would be the sunniest of days that they had had in a while.
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