Angel and Stealth
Chapter 4: Truth and Lies
Disclaimer: YGO not mine...all my stuff mine...end of story. no negotiations necessary...right?
Sulkily, Seraphim sat down next to Seto. He had pulled her to a booth at the bar and began talking to a tall blonde man. The guy kept winking at her and Seraphim was debating on winking back. He had such nice, warm, brown eyes.
"Yeah, do you know anything about it?" snapped her out of her reverie.
"Wha?" asked Seraphim, looking at Seto and the blonde stranger.
"I asked if you guys knew anything about the stupid talismans the weird businessman bought off me," the stranger repeated. "I'm an archeologist."
Seraphim started. He didn't look old enough to be an archeologist. She answered wisely. "Oh, we're just tourists, we were in town and we saw an article a while back about the things and we wanted to know if they were really special and stuff," she replied sweetly, smiling.
"Oh, well..." the guy rubbed the back of his neck off-handedly. "All I know is that the stupid guy wanted me to find out where and when the ritual for the talismans was supposed to take place. Somewhere in Europe during the second full moon of a blue moon, maybe it was Stonehenge..."
Seraphim smiled. "Wow! Really?" she put on her best 'airhead cheerleader' personality. It worked even without the blonde hair, blue eyes, and big boobs. Yep, she still had it.
"Yeah," the guy replied. "Other than that, you probably know as much as me if you've been looking into it." He winked at her again.
Seto realized immediately that the guy was hitting on Seraphim.
"Yes...we probably do," Seto cut into the conversation. "We have to be going now," he added, pulling Seraphim from the booth.
"What was that for?" she asked defiantly after they had gotten a little ways from the booth.
"He was hitting on you," Seto replied, stating the obvious.
Seraphim rolled her eyes. "I know that," she said, clearly displeased.
Seto snorted as they walked back to the car. Seto got in the driver's seat and Seraphim got in the passenger side. "Where to next?" he asked.
"I don't know; what else do we need to find out?" Seraphim responded.
"Where Pegasus is and when he plans to make his move to find us," Seto supposed.
Seraphim sighed dramatically. "Where are we supposed to find people that know THAT?" she asked, scanning the sidewalks.
Seto looked around as well. He then, out of sheer luck, spotted a man with orange eyes, silver hair, and a red business suit. Seto tapped Seraphim on the shoulder and pointed.
"You have GOT to be kidding me," she said to no one in particular.
"Come ON," Seto turned off the car and grabbed Seraphim's hand. They raced across the parking lot and quickly climbed a tree that had a couple sturdy branches hanging over where Pegasus was talking to some people in dark business suits.
"Shhh," Seraphim chided as Seto hit his knee on one of the branches, muffling an "oof."
Seto grumbled silently to himself and peered down where Pegasus was making some elaborate movements with his hands and saying something about "world domination when I kill them." With a sickening feeling in his gut, Seto realized the pompous freak was talking about himself and Seraphim.
They scooted farther across their respective branches in order to hear better.
"Then it's all in order?" asked the man to the left of Pegasus. "We are meeting at Stonehenge next month for the ritual?"
Pegasus nodded sharply to all the men. "We shall meet on the twenty- first of the month. Be sure to have everything with you. My people shall have tracked down those insolent 'pure' ones by then. We shall waste no time in completing the ritual."
The man to Pegasus' right began to speak. "And if you do not have them by the appointed time?"
You could tell the silver-haired man was holding back not a little reprimand...but swallowed it and answered. "I shall have found them by then, they are in the city. If I get one, the other will follow. If the other does not, we shall make do with one," he said coldly.
Then they all dispersed. Seto and Seraphim let out breaths they did not know they had been holding. They looked at each other.
"He's still hunting us," said Seto.
Seraphim nodded. "I know," she breathed. "Whoah!" she lost her balance and fell out of the tree.
Seto grabbed for her and missed. Unfortunately, one of the suits noticed. He tapped the man next to him on the shoulder...who tapped Pegasus on the shoulder; who then turned around and grinned.
Seraphim did the only thing logical. She ran. She ran right into another goon. Kicking and screaming, she fought for her freedom and lost.
The goon bound her hands and feet; then he dragged her over to Pegasus. The tall man fingered Seraphim's chin with a smile playing on his lips.
"Where is he?" asked Pegasus, obviously talking about Seto.
"Not here," Seraphim spat.
"What do you mean, I know you two were traveling together," Pegasus sneered.
"We split up," Seraphim got an idea, it wouldn't save her...hell, Pegasus would probably give her hell itself, but, Ra be damned, it would save Seto. And, surprisingly, that was all she cared about.
"Where was your hotel room?" asked Pegasus.
Seraphim, heart racing, made up a story on the spot. "We were moving today, we packed up our stuff and split. We were supposed to meet up later...in half an hour," she said softly.
"Where were you supposed to meet?" asked one of the men in suits.
"I'll die first," Seraphim replied valiantly.
"That can be arranged," said another man. He twisted Seraphim's arms backwards, high above her head, making her wince in pain.
"Aaah!" she cried.
"Where are you meeting him?" they asked.
Seraphim glanced around the park; there was no one but Seto, still in the tree. He sat still as stone. The look in her eyes told him to run for it when they left. "Eiffel Tower," she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut against tears.
The man let her go. Then Pegasus said something to one of his goons and he took Seraphim away. Seto looked after them, shocked that she didn't give him away.
She had been careful not to look straight at him; that would have told them he was there. Seto vowed he would save her. Like she had risked her life to save him.
As soon as they left, Seto jumped down from the tree and raced to the rental car. He then sped to the hotel, grabbed, their stuff, and checked out. It was quite a sight looking at him packing bras and panties in Seraphim's suitcase and wondering why she couldn't just wear boxers.
He got back in the car with all their bags and drove to the nearest travel agency. He needed to catch a flight to Stonehenge.
Meanwhile, Pegasus had taken Seraphim to the top of the Eiffel Tower and decided to wait there for Seto. He never showed.
"Where is he?" asked Pegasus dryly, he already knew the answer. And he already knew what the little imp's punishment would be.
"I...I don't know," Seraphim replied. "Maybe he saw you with me and figured he shouldn't come here. He's smart."
"Do you know what I think?" asked Pegasus.
Seraphim trembled; this was not how it was supposed to work. Their positions should be switched. HE should be the one trembling with fear, not her. "No," she whispered.
"I think you lied to me little angel," Pegasus smirked. Yes, he would deal with her in a way that would ensure her cooperation.
Seraphim did not answer. Yes, she had lied to him. He was a fucking bastard! Of course she had lied to him! All to save Seto...she was becoming weak...and breaking her only rule. She had learned to trust her dark-haired partner...and she had fallen for him in the process.
Seraphim looked around. There was no way she could escape. All her old tricks were too rusty. One inch off and she could fall to her death; they were on top of the Eiffel Tower after all. Tears burned at the corners of her chocolate brown eyes.
"Well, little angel. You shall be bait. I am going to let him find you," Pegasus sneered.
"He won't come," Seraphim whispered.
"Yes he will. He's loyal that way," Pegasus commented.
"No," Seraphim turned away. He couldn't.
"Yes. Now, let me tell you what I am going to do to you," said Pegasus, looking her over. She was very pretty. "I am going to perform the pre-ritual that I have acquired on you to capture your accomplice." He smirked. "There is no way to stop me, and I assure you, it will be punishment enough for this."
Seraphim cringed inwardly. She had to be strong. She stared up at the towering man defiantly. "No," she said, glaring hatefully at Pegasus. "I refuse to be a part of this."
"You have no choice my dear, your fate is decided for you," he chuckled. It was not the warm kind of chuckle that a grandfather has, or the sweet kind that a mother has, rather, it was cold and cruel and hard. Seraphim closed her eyes, wishing she could cover her ears as well, and the tears fell.
Back at the airport again, Seto looked for the plane that he would take. 'Aha, there it is,' he thought, rushing to the check-in counter at the gate.
Boarding the plane, he stowed his carry-on luggage and decided to figure out what he would do when he got to Stonehenge. They were meeting on the twenty-first. It was the last day of the month now so that meant he would wait for twenty-one days.
But what would he do in that time? He had to plan. He knew he was still rusty...too much so to be able to run in there, get Seraphim, kick some ass, and leave. There would have to be a distraction. He would get there early to rig it up...probably the night before. He'd need sleep gas, probably, and lots of lock picks. Who knew how the bastard would secure her from running away.
Sighing and running a hand through his hair, Seto began to think. How exactly was he going to do this? Plans ran through his troubled mind, each more desperate than the last. He started as the plane took off, looking out the window.
He chided himself mentally. Why should he care about her? He sighed. He was honor-bound to save her, like she had protected him. He had twenty-one days to prepare himself; he needed to get back into shape. This could be the job of his life...and he wasn't even getting paid.
Slowly, a plan began to form. The annoying voice over the intercom had interrupted him many times before it was absolutely perfect. He wasn't even sure it would work, but Seto knew he would just have to try. It was the best he could come up with.
The basics were simple, go in, figure out what was going on. Then wait a bit, scope out the place (he figured that Pegasus would have to make some adjustments to Stonehenge's appearance for the 'ritual'), figure out just when to get Seraphim, and bail with a distraction.
There would probably be guards, when he got to his destination he would have to perfect some of his martial arts training and marksmanship. He would also need some guns and perhaps a stealth cloaking system to escape radar-tracking surveillance. He'd need one of those grappling hook- type things, they'd probably all be on the ground and he wanted a higher vantage point overlooking his enemies. He'd need quite a lot of smoke bombs, a can or two of knockout gas for a clean getaway, perhaps a copter or a motorcycle to make the getting away part easier.
'I need a distraction, something to get their minds away for only a moment...' he thought, yawning. He checked his watch. The flight was going to land soon. He had a headache too.
Seraphim stared out the window, surprisingly, seven rows in the back of Seto. Fate is cruel and neither of them noticed the other. Pegasus, thankfully for Seto, did not notice either for he did not yet have the power of the talismans. The pre-ritual would ensure Seraphim's undying cooperation. It would imprison her soul within her heart and lock her heart away. She would be a mindless drone. Once he had also captured Seto, it would be easy for the ritual to be completed. He scoffed; they thought he was going to kill them. No, he needed their blood to merge with his own. Then they would fuse with the power of the gems and he would command them. His little puppets.
He looked over at Seraphim, beautiful in her distress. He might have fun with her as a play toy if she was not to be his servant. He shook his head and continued to go over his plans; they were flawless. He smirked, the two would be his enforcers and with the power they provided he would wreak havoc on the world.
Seraphim stared silently out at the dark gray clouds under the plane. She brushed back a few strands of brown hair and sighed. 'Stupid fate,' she thought. 'Had to get me mixed up in all this shit.' She thought of Seto. 'Damnit, I did this all for him. Where did it get me? Right in the hands of the enemy. But even so, if he comes for me, I'll slap him. He knows well enough that I chose this on my own,' she grumbled to herself. 'If he comes I'll slap him for being so stupid,' she repeated. 'Right after I kiss him for being so brave.'
That train of thoughts entering her mind, she smiled. Well, if her rule was broken anyway, no harm in breaking it further right? She though long and hard during that flight to come to grips with how she really felt about Seto.
She rested her chin on her hand and continued staring out the window. She had damn fallen for him! He was now her weakness and her salvation. Tears threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes. This wasn't FAIR. She was supposed to be the unfeeling, cold, calculating temptress that no one ever touched. It just WAS NOT FAIR. Her world had fallen apart twice and now she had been kidnapped! And the man that had kidnapped her planned to use her as a tool for world domination or something. Why was it that evil tyrants always wanted to rule the world?
"We are now landing, please fasten your seatbelts," a voice snapped her out of her line of thought.
'Fuck damnit,' she thought. 'Today is just not my day.'
Yeah...that chapter was kinda...short. but i had writer's block!!!!!!! please read and review if you want the next chapter okay? okay! Thank you much! and toodles!
Cherryblossom: methinks I like "The Angel of the Night" for a title. ^-^ ahm.question. Will evil malik try to kidnap Safiya again?
Chapter 4: Truth and Lies
Disclaimer: YGO not mine...all my stuff mine...end of story. no negotiations necessary...right?
Sulkily, Seraphim sat down next to Seto. He had pulled her to a booth at the bar and began talking to a tall blonde man. The guy kept winking at her and Seraphim was debating on winking back. He had such nice, warm, brown eyes.
"Yeah, do you know anything about it?" snapped her out of her reverie.
"Wha?" asked Seraphim, looking at Seto and the blonde stranger.
"I asked if you guys knew anything about the stupid talismans the weird businessman bought off me," the stranger repeated. "I'm an archeologist."
Seraphim started. He didn't look old enough to be an archeologist. She answered wisely. "Oh, we're just tourists, we were in town and we saw an article a while back about the things and we wanted to know if they were really special and stuff," she replied sweetly, smiling.
"Oh, well..." the guy rubbed the back of his neck off-handedly. "All I know is that the stupid guy wanted me to find out where and when the ritual for the talismans was supposed to take place. Somewhere in Europe during the second full moon of a blue moon, maybe it was Stonehenge..."
Seraphim smiled. "Wow! Really?" she put on her best 'airhead cheerleader' personality. It worked even without the blonde hair, blue eyes, and big boobs. Yep, she still had it.
"Yeah," the guy replied. "Other than that, you probably know as much as me if you've been looking into it." He winked at her again.
Seto realized immediately that the guy was hitting on Seraphim.
"Yes...we probably do," Seto cut into the conversation. "We have to be going now," he added, pulling Seraphim from the booth.
"What was that for?" she asked defiantly after they had gotten a little ways from the booth.
"He was hitting on you," Seto replied, stating the obvious.
Seraphim rolled her eyes. "I know that," she said, clearly displeased.
Seto snorted as they walked back to the car. Seto got in the driver's seat and Seraphim got in the passenger side. "Where to next?" he asked.
"I don't know; what else do we need to find out?" Seraphim responded.
"Where Pegasus is and when he plans to make his move to find us," Seto supposed.
Seraphim sighed dramatically. "Where are we supposed to find people that know THAT?" she asked, scanning the sidewalks.
Seto looked around as well. He then, out of sheer luck, spotted a man with orange eyes, silver hair, and a red business suit. Seto tapped Seraphim on the shoulder and pointed.
"You have GOT to be kidding me," she said to no one in particular.
"Come ON," Seto turned off the car and grabbed Seraphim's hand. They raced across the parking lot and quickly climbed a tree that had a couple sturdy branches hanging over where Pegasus was talking to some people in dark business suits.
"Shhh," Seraphim chided as Seto hit his knee on one of the branches, muffling an "oof."
Seto grumbled silently to himself and peered down where Pegasus was making some elaborate movements with his hands and saying something about "world domination when I kill them." With a sickening feeling in his gut, Seto realized the pompous freak was talking about himself and Seraphim.
They scooted farther across their respective branches in order to hear better.
"Then it's all in order?" asked the man to the left of Pegasus. "We are meeting at Stonehenge next month for the ritual?"
Pegasus nodded sharply to all the men. "We shall meet on the twenty- first of the month. Be sure to have everything with you. My people shall have tracked down those insolent 'pure' ones by then. We shall waste no time in completing the ritual."
The man to Pegasus' right began to speak. "And if you do not have them by the appointed time?"
You could tell the silver-haired man was holding back not a little reprimand...but swallowed it and answered. "I shall have found them by then, they are in the city. If I get one, the other will follow. If the other does not, we shall make do with one," he said coldly.
Then they all dispersed. Seto and Seraphim let out breaths they did not know they had been holding. They looked at each other.
"He's still hunting us," said Seto.
Seraphim nodded. "I know," she breathed. "Whoah!" she lost her balance and fell out of the tree.
Seto grabbed for her and missed. Unfortunately, one of the suits noticed. He tapped the man next to him on the shoulder...who tapped Pegasus on the shoulder; who then turned around and grinned.
Seraphim did the only thing logical. She ran. She ran right into another goon. Kicking and screaming, she fought for her freedom and lost.
The goon bound her hands and feet; then he dragged her over to Pegasus. The tall man fingered Seraphim's chin with a smile playing on his lips.
"Where is he?" asked Pegasus, obviously talking about Seto.
"Not here," Seraphim spat.
"What do you mean, I know you two were traveling together," Pegasus sneered.
"We split up," Seraphim got an idea, it wouldn't save her...hell, Pegasus would probably give her hell itself, but, Ra be damned, it would save Seto. And, surprisingly, that was all she cared about.
"Where was your hotel room?" asked Pegasus.
Seraphim, heart racing, made up a story on the spot. "We were moving today, we packed up our stuff and split. We were supposed to meet up later...in half an hour," she said softly.
"Where were you supposed to meet?" asked one of the men in suits.
"I'll die first," Seraphim replied valiantly.
"That can be arranged," said another man. He twisted Seraphim's arms backwards, high above her head, making her wince in pain.
"Aaah!" she cried.
"Where are you meeting him?" they asked.
Seraphim glanced around the park; there was no one but Seto, still in the tree. He sat still as stone. The look in her eyes told him to run for it when they left. "Eiffel Tower," she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut against tears.
The man let her go. Then Pegasus said something to one of his goons and he took Seraphim away. Seto looked after them, shocked that she didn't give him away.
She had been careful not to look straight at him; that would have told them he was there. Seto vowed he would save her. Like she had risked her life to save him.
As soon as they left, Seto jumped down from the tree and raced to the rental car. He then sped to the hotel, grabbed, their stuff, and checked out. It was quite a sight looking at him packing bras and panties in Seraphim's suitcase and wondering why she couldn't just wear boxers.
He got back in the car with all their bags and drove to the nearest travel agency. He needed to catch a flight to Stonehenge.
Meanwhile, Pegasus had taken Seraphim to the top of the Eiffel Tower and decided to wait there for Seto. He never showed.
"Where is he?" asked Pegasus dryly, he already knew the answer. And he already knew what the little imp's punishment would be.
"I...I don't know," Seraphim replied. "Maybe he saw you with me and figured he shouldn't come here. He's smart."
"Do you know what I think?" asked Pegasus.
Seraphim trembled; this was not how it was supposed to work. Their positions should be switched. HE should be the one trembling with fear, not her. "No," she whispered.
"I think you lied to me little angel," Pegasus smirked. Yes, he would deal with her in a way that would ensure her cooperation.
Seraphim did not answer. Yes, she had lied to him. He was a fucking bastard! Of course she had lied to him! All to save Seto...she was becoming weak...and breaking her only rule. She had learned to trust her dark-haired partner...and she had fallen for him in the process.
Seraphim looked around. There was no way she could escape. All her old tricks were too rusty. One inch off and she could fall to her death; they were on top of the Eiffel Tower after all. Tears burned at the corners of her chocolate brown eyes.
"Well, little angel. You shall be bait. I am going to let him find you," Pegasus sneered.
"He won't come," Seraphim whispered.
"Yes he will. He's loyal that way," Pegasus commented.
"No," Seraphim turned away. He couldn't.
"Yes. Now, let me tell you what I am going to do to you," said Pegasus, looking her over. She was very pretty. "I am going to perform the pre-ritual that I have acquired on you to capture your accomplice." He smirked. "There is no way to stop me, and I assure you, it will be punishment enough for this."
Seraphim cringed inwardly. She had to be strong. She stared up at the towering man defiantly. "No," she said, glaring hatefully at Pegasus. "I refuse to be a part of this."
"You have no choice my dear, your fate is decided for you," he chuckled. It was not the warm kind of chuckle that a grandfather has, or the sweet kind that a mother has, rather, it was cold and cruel and hard. Seraphim closed her eyes, wishing she could cover her ears as well, and the tears fell.
Back at the airport again, Seto looked for the plane that he would take. 'Aha, there it is,' he thought, rushing to the check-in counter at the gate.
Boarding the plane, he stowed his carry-on luggage and decided to figure out what he would do when he got to Stonehenge. They were meeting on the twenty-first. It was the last day of the month now so that meant he would wait for twenty-one days.
But what would he do in that time? He had to plan. He knew he was still rusty...too much so to be able to run in there, get Seraphim, kick some ass, and leave. There would have to be a distraction. He would get there early to rig it up...probably the night before. He'd need sleep gas, probably, and lots of lock picks. Who knew how the bastard would secure her from running away.
Sighing and running a hand through his hair, Seto began to think. How exactly was he going to do this? Plans ran through his troubled mind, each more desperate than the last. He started as the plane took off, looking out the window.
He chided himself mentally. Why should he care about her? He sighed. He was honor-bound to save her, like she had protected him. He had twenty-one days to prepare himself; he needed to get back into shape. This could be the job of his life...and he wasn't even getting paid.
Slowly, a plan began to form. The annoying voice over the intercom had interrupted him many times before it was absolutely perfect. He wasn't even sure it would work, but Seto knew he would just have to try. It was the best he could come up with.
The basics were simple, go in, figure out what was going on. Then wait a bit, scope out the place (he figured that Pegasus would have to make some adjustments to Stonehenge's appearance for the 'ritual'), figure out just when to get Seraphim, and bail with a distraction.
There would probably be guards, when he got to his destination he would have to perfect some of his martial arts training and marksmanship. He would also need some guns and perhaps a stealth cloaking system to escape radar-tracking surveillance. He'd need one of those grappling hook- type things, they'd probably all be on the ground and he wanted a higher vantage point overlooking his enemies. He'd need quite a lot of smoke bombs, a can or two of knockout gas for a clean getaway, perhaps a copter or a motorcycle to make the getting away part easier.
'I need a distraction, something to get their minds away for only a moment...' he thought, yawning. He checked his watch. The flight was going to land soon. He had a headache too.
Seraphim stared out the window, surprisingly, seven rows in the back of Seto. Fate is cruel and neither of them noticed the other. Pegasus, thankfully for Seto, did not notice either for he did not yet have the power of the talismans. The pre-ritual would ensure Seraphim's undying cooperation. It would imprison her soul within her heart and lock her heart away. She would be a mindless drone. Once he had also captured Seto, it would be easy for the ritual to be completed. He scoffed; they thought he was going to kill them. No, he needed their blood to merge with his own. Then they would fuse with the power of the gems and he would command them. His little puppets.
He looked over at Seraphim, beautiful in her distress. He might have fun with her as a play toy if she was not to be his servant. He shook his head and continued to go over his plans; they were flawless. He smirked, the two would be his enforcers and with the power they provided he would wreak havoc on the world.
Seraphim stared silently out at the dark gray clouds under the plane. She brushed back a few strands of brown hair and sighed. 'Stupid fate,' she thought. 'Had to get me mixed up in all this shit.' She thought of Seto. 'Damnit, I did this all for him. Where did it get me? Right in the hands of the enemy. But even so, if he comes for me, I'll slap him. He knows well enough that I chose this on my own,' she grumbled to herself. 'If he comes I'll slap him for being so stupid,' she repeated. 'Right after I kiss him for being so brave.'
That train of thoughts entering her mind, she smiled. Well, if her rule was broken anyway, no harm in breaking it further right? She though long and hard during that flight to come to grips with how she really felt about Seto.
She rested her chin on her hand and continued staring out the window. She had damn fallen for him! He was now her weakness and her salvation. Tears threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes. This wasn't FAIR. She was supposed to be the unfeeling, cold, calculating temptress that no one ever touched. It just WAS NOT FAIR. Her world had fallen apart twice and now she had been kidnapped! And the man that had kidnapped her planned to use her as a tool for world domination or something. Why was it that evil tyrants always wanted to rule the world?
"We are now landing, please fasten your seatbelts," a voice snapped her out of her line of thought.
'Fuck damnit,' she thought. 'Today is just not my day.'
Yeah...that chapter was kinda...short. but i had writer's block!!!!!!! please read and review if you want the next chapter okay? okay! Thank you much! and toodles!
Cherryblossom: methinks I like "The Angel of the Night" for a title. ^-^ ahm.question. Will evil malik try to kidnap Safiya again?