WHY?
Whew sorry about the last chapter being so short, now it's back to the flashback, hehehe now you'll have to wait about 1 or 2 more chapters, sorry I feel bad just trying to build up suspense, hopefully it's working. Um I love to leave people hanging sorry it's just how I am Hope you liked the last chapter enough of this fluff (hey that rhymes) here is the next exciting chapter. (And it's longer)
Chapter 7: Pang of Panic, tremor of terror, blur of blood
They stood in front of Seto Kaiba's mansion. Tristan stood in awe, this had to be the biggest house in the city, no the state, yea that was it. "This place is huge," he said to no one. His eyes caught Joey kicking at a small rock on the ground. Poor guy "Are you alright, well obviously not but-"
Joey sent him a warm smile "I'm fine thanks" he stopped kicking at the pebble. He noticed how small he seemed compared to the mansion. He felt a good laugh coming on "This house jus' screams 'rob me'". He let out a low chuckle it felt good. Everyone smiled back at him, happy to see him smile again. Yugi was about to ring the doorbell but the door swung open into the mansion, they all jumped back, eyes wide. No one stood in the door way or in the immediate area. "Okay dat was the creepiest thing eva." Joey peered through the door way and into the house seeing no one. "KAIBA" he shouted heading into the giant living room. "Kaiba ya here?" he got no answer, but the door slamming behind T'ea. She shrieked turning, Joey's heart thumped against his chest.
"Hey calm down guys" Yugi spoke calmly, as if he hadn't been scared.
"Hympf, guys, I see two girls" They all turned. Seto stood against wall on the opposite side of the room, a smirk on his face.
"Kaiba don't-" Joey growled fists tightened.
"Whoa calm down Wheeler, I was just kidding. I can't threaten you anymore anyways, the whole blue eyes thing lead right to me." he walked towards them.
"Uh sorry bout dat" Joey half smiled. He was hoping that Kaiba wouldn't bring that up.
"It's okay, I forgot all about it" Sarcasm rang in Seto's voice. He glanced around the room his eyes meeting there's confused. "So, why are you here, not that I'm complaining I was bored since Mokuba's asleep and I already looked at all the files." he trailed off.
Joey stood confused; he looked to Yugi for an answer but only got a shrug. "You invited us"
Seto's lips formed a thin line. "No I didn't!"
"Yea, ya did!"
"No I didn't!" Seto crossed his arms.
"Yea ya did!" Joey stepped forward.
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"ENOUGH!" Yugi yelled, straining his voice.
"Wait, if you didn't invite us then who did?" T'ea asked everyone stood there at a loss for words.
"I did" a voice bellowed through the awkward silence, they all quickly turned around. A figure in all black a hood covering their face stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase. A tremor of terror ran through Joey, his heart speeding up, it was a trap.
A TRAP
And we walked right into it. He said the first thing that came to his mind, like he usually did.
"Who are you?" he yelled his knuckles turned white.
A soft chuckle came from the figure "its not who I am. The real question is what am I going to do to you and your friends". Yugi instantly knew that was the person who had killed Mai and attacked Joey and T'ea. Crap, his purple eyes met Seto's. He nodded; he knew what to do. Seto counted to five in his mind now or never.
5.
4.
3.
2.
1. he took a deep breath he motioned with his arm for them all the scatter the figure walked closer, but not close enough to do anything yet but he still felt the familiar pang of panic in his chest.
0. "RUN" he shouted, they all ran in different directions. Joey turned to the middle hall on the right. He pumped his arms, speeding him up. He wasn't alone. The clatter of another's shoes rang behind him. He whipped his head around seeing the figure in black. Shit.
He could feel it gaining on him, oh god. He flew down another hall, I'm gonna get lost, and I'm gonna die cause I don't know my way around, maybe there's a map on the wall resident evil style (AN: that's my fav games). The light pounced off the blade in the figure's gloved hands. They reflected onto the wall. It closed it it's over.
IT'S OVER- NO- IT CAN'T- BE -I- I HAVE TO LIVE. MAI AND ALL MY FRIENDS I HAVE TO LIVE FOR TH- pain shot across his arm. He stumbled holding back the familiar sound of his scream, only a yelp came out. He clutched at the gash along the sleeve of his gray jacket with his free hand. He gasped as a fist slammed into his temple, his eyesight doubled, his arms extended on front of him as the air whizzed bast his ears. The white carpet caught him, a bad catch at that. His cheek met the carpet first followed by his arms trying to support him, then his knees. He stared at the ground for only a second, but it lasted so long, but not long enough to regain his composure and strength. Joey sat on his bleeding knees; the figure stood in front of him, the blade still in its hand. The same knife that stabbed him, T'ea and killed Mai with his clenched his jaw. He would die with some sort of honor; at least this is stalling him they could all get away. He prayed silently to himself. It stepped forward a step looking down on Joey's blonde hair. It let out a psychotic laugh, it pounced onto every white wall then, the sound absorbed into the plush carpet. All Joey could do was plead. I didn't work the last time or when he pleaded for Mai to stay alive. It definitely didn't work when he pleaded for his mom and Serenity to stay, did it? No why did he bother.
MAYBE
Maybe it might work. "Please" he whispered softly almost choked by tears that raced down his cheeks. "I don't w-wanna die, pl-please" the killer looked on merciless, I raised the knife. Joey saw a blur of blood. He heard a familiar voice, Tristan. He tacked the killer, blood ran gown his chest, the blade only grazed him, but it was deep enough for it to rain crimson. Joey's brown eyes widen as Tristan shouted.
"Get outta here I'll hold him off, don't worry about me, get everyone else out of here." Joey stood there for a second hearing Tristan's cry of pain.
"Thank you Tristan", he smiled to his friend. He quickly turned and ran down another winding hall. Tristan's final scream rang through the silence, his feet collapsing under his weight. His last thoughts were of his friends, please escape.
Seto ran down the hall on the far left, the last one. He panted, leaning forward his hands on his knees. I hope everyone is alright. He slowly made his way to his younger brother Mokuba. His room was down this hall, by his bedroom. He stood in front of the slightly opened door. He nudged it open with the tip of his black shoes. "Mokuba?" he said into the darkness.
No answer.
He slowly made his room to the bed, tripping over various toys on the floor. Seto scowled to himself I thought I told him to pick these up. He felt for the lamp on the bedside table. His fingers touched the switch; he turned it to the right twice, hearing the loud clicks. Bright light filled the room, blinding him for a second; he winced as he opened his eyes slightly, immediately his eyes caught the crimson. He reached for Mokuba's still form; blood drenching his blue nightshirt racecars covered it. Seto, for the first time in a very long time felt tears come to his icy eyes. He reached down to his younger brother's body and pulled him into his muscular arms. He knew he was dead. The blood had slowly seeped onto his black leather jacket. Silver fell onto Mokuba's cheek, his parents were dead and now his brother was he had no one, but he did have Yugi, Joey, Tristan and T'ea if they were still alive. Who did this and why? He remembered the first day he saw his brother, the day he was born May 12, 1993. Sitting in the gray seats waiting, he was jealous, but not for long. He hated the kid, until his fifth birthday he seemed so devastated when he hadn't said happy birthday; Mokuba cared about him, so he guessed he cared back. The day their parents died in the car crash ripped him and his brother's souls apart. He promised to take care of him but he failed miserably, he hadn't realized his sobs filled the room. He quickly silenced himself; he would shed no more tears. Everybody dies sooner or later, but why was it his turn, why now, why did someone, no this thing did not deserve to be called someone, some thing tore his life apart and his only friends left, if they considered them that could be next. He had to stop this stop the pain. He turned. His brother in his arms and went out the opened door. Yugi continued down the faintly lit hall, how could Seto and Mokuba live here without getting lost? He thought to himself. A cry cut through the air, Joey! He raced in the direction it came from, then he heard Tristan scream, oh no! He turned another corner and collided with someone. They both fell onto the cream colored carpet.
To be continued.
Agent 182: Who did Yugi run into, the killer I don't know, well I do but it's a surprise. Sorry for keeping you all waiting so long builds suspense I guess, no I've been busy. Woo who X- mas break or uh Holiday break for those who don't celebrate it is here so I'll have plenty of time to write but hopefully a new chap will be up soon. Oh and hap-hap happy holidays. Hope you liked the chap and please review please I hardly have any wah! (
Whew sorry about the last chapter being so short, now it's back to the flashback, hehehe now you'll have to wait about 1 or 2 more chapters, sorry I feel bad just trying to build up suspense, hopefully it's working. Um I love to leave people hanging sorry it's just how I am Hope you liked the last chapter enough of this fluff (hey that rhymes) here is the next exciting chapter. (And it's longer)
Chapter 7: Pang of Panic, tremor of terror, blur of blood
They stood in front of Seto Kaiba's mansion. Tristan stood in awe, this had to be the biggest house in the city, no the state, yea that was it. "This place is huge," he said to no one. His eyes caught Joey kicking at a small rock on the ground. Poor guy "Are you alright, well obviously not but-"
Joey sent him a warm smile "I'm fine thanks" he stopped kicking at the pebble. He noticed how small he seemed compared to the mansion. He felt a good laugh coming on "This house jus' screams 'rob me'". He let out a low chuckle it felt good. Everyone smiled back at him, happy to see him smile again. Yugi was about to ring the doorbell but the door swung open into the mansion, they all jumped back, eyes wide. No one stood in the door way or in the immediate area. "Okay dat was the creepiest thing eva." Joey peered through the door way and into the house seeing no one. "KAIBA" he shouted heading into the giant living room. "Kaiba ya here?" he got no answer, but the door slamming behind T'ea. She shrieked turning, Joey's heart thumped against his chest.
"Hey calm down guys" Yugi spoke calmly, as if he hadn't been scared.
"Hympf, guys, I see two girls" They all turned. Seto stood against wall on the opposite side of the room, a smirk on his face.
"Kaiba don't-" Joey growled fists tightened.
"Whoa calm down Wheeler, I was just kidding. I can't threaten you anymore anyways, the whole blue eyes thing lead right to me." he walked towards them.
"Uh sorry bout dat" Joey half smiled. He was hoping that Kaiba wouldn't bring that up.
"It's okay, I forgot all about it" Sarcasm rang in Seto's voice. He glanced around the room his eyes meeting there's confused. "So, why are you here, not that I'm complaining I was bored since Mokuba's asleep and I already looked at all the files." he trailed off.
Joey stood confused; he looked to Yugi for an answer but only got a shrug. "You invited us"
Seto's lips formed a thin line. "No I didn't!"
"Yea, ya did!"
"No I didn't!" Seto crossed his arms.
"Yea ya did!" Joey stepped forward.
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"ENOUGH!" Yugi yelled, straining his voice.
"Wait, if you didn't invite us then who did?" T'ea asked everyone stood there at a loss for words.
"I did" a voice bellowed through the awkward silence, they all quickly turned around. A figure in all black a hood covering their face stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase. A tremor of terror ran through Joey, his heart speeding up, it was a trap.
A TRAP
And we walked right into it. He said the first thing that came to his mind, like he usually did.
"Who are you?" he yelled his knuckles turned white.
A soft chuckle came from the figure "its not who I am. The real question is what am I going to do to you and your friends". Yugi instantly knew that was the person who had killed Mai and attacked Joey and T'ea. Crap, his purple eyes met Seto's. He nodded; he knew what to do. Seto counted to five in his mind now or never.
5.
4.
3.
2.
1. he took a deep breath he motioned with his arm for them all the scatter the figure walked closer, but not close enough to do anything yet but he still felt the familiar pang of panic in his chest.
0. "RUN" he shouted, they all ran in different directions. Joey turned to the middle hall on the right. He pumped his arms, speeding him up. He wasn't alone. The clatter of another's shoes rang behind him. He whipped his head around seeing the figure in black. Shit.
He could feel it gaining on him, oh god. He flew down another hall, I'm gonna get lost, and I'm gonna die cause I don't know my way around, maybe there's a map on the wall resident evil style (AN: that's my fav games). The light pounced off the blade in the figure's gloved hands. They reflected onto the wall. It closed it it's over.
IT'S OVER- NO- IT CAN'T- BE -I- I HAVE TO LIVE. MAI AND ALL MY FRIENDS I HAVE TO LIVE FOR TH- pain shot across his arm. He stumbled holding back the familiar sound of his scream, only a yelp came out. He clutched at the gash along the sleeve of his gray jacket with his free hand. He gasped as a fist slammed into his temple, his eyesight doubled, his arms extended on front of him as the air whizzed bast his ears. The white carpet caught him, a bad catch at that. His cheek met the carpet first followed by his arms trying to support him, then his knees. He stared at the ground for only a second, but it lasted so long, but not long enough to regain his composure and strength. Joey sat on his bleeding knees; the figure stood in front of him, the blade still in its hand. The same knife that stabbed him, T'ea and killed Mai with his clenched his jaw. He would die with some sort of honor; at least this is stalling him they could all get away. He prayed silently to himself. It stepped forward a step looking down on Joey's blonde hair. It let out a psychotic laugh, it pounced onto every white wall then, the sound absorbed into the plush carpet. All Joey could do was plead. I didn't work the last time or when he pleaded for Mai to stay alive. It definitely didn't work when he pleaded for his mom and Serenity to stay, did it? No why did he bother.
MAYBE
Maybe it might work. "Please" he whispered softly almost choked by tears that raced down his cheeks. "I don't w-wanna die, pl-please" the killer looked on merciless, I raised the knife. Joey saw a blur of blood. He heard a familiar voice, Tristan. He tacked the killer, blood ran gown his chest, the blade only grazed him, but it was deep enough for it to rain crimson. Joey's brown eyes widen as Tristan shouted.
"Get outta here I'll hold him off, don't worry about me, get everyone else out of here." Joey stood there for a second hearing Tristan's cry of pain.
"Thank you Tristan", he smiled to his friend. He quickly turned and ran down another winding hall. Tristan's final scream rang through the silence, his feet collapsing under his weight. His last thoughts were of his friends, please escape.
Seto ran down the hall on the far left, the last one. He panted, leaning forward his hands on his knees. I hope everyone is alright. He slowly made his way to his younger brother Mokuba. His room was down this hall, by his bedroom. He stood in front of the slightly opened door. He nudged it open with the tip of his black shoes. "Mokuba?" he said into the darkness.
No answer.
He slowly made his room to the bed, tripping over various toys on the floor. Seto scowled to himself I thought I told him to pick these up. He felt for the lamp on the bedside table. His fingers touched the switch; he turned it to the right twice, hearing the loud clicks. Bright light filled the room, blinding him for a second; he winced as he opened his eyes slightly, immediately his eyes caught the crimson. He reached for Mokuba's still form; blood drenching his blue nightshirt racecars covered it. Seto, for the first time in a very long time felt tears come to his icy eyes. He reached down to his younger brother's body and pulled him into his muscular arms. He knew he was dead. The blood had slowly seeped onto his black leather jacket. Silver fell onto Mokuba's cheek, his parents were dead and now his brother was he had no one, but he did have Yugi, Joey, Tristan and T'ea if they were still alive. Who did this and why? He remembered the first day he saw his brother, the day he was born May 12, 1993. Sitting in the gray seats waiting, he was jealous, but not for long. He hated the kid, until his fifth birthday he seemed so devastated when he hadn't said happy birthday; Mokuba cared about him, so he guessed he cared back. The day their parents died in the car crash ripped him and his brother's souls apart. He promised to take care of him but he failed miserably, he hadn't realized his sobs filled the room. He quickly silenced himself; he would shed no more tears. Everybody dies sooner or later, but why was it his turn, why now, why did someone, no this thing did not deserve to be called someone, some thing tore his life apart and his only friends left, if they considered them that could be next. He had to stop this stop the pain. He turned. His brother in his arms and went out the opened door. Yugi continued down the faintly lit hall, how could Seto and Mokuba live here without getting lost? He thought to himself. A cry cut through the air, Joey! He raced in the direction it came from, then he heard Tristan scream, oh no! He turned another corner and collided with someone. They both fell onto the cream colored carpet.
To be continued.
Agent 182: Who did Yugi run into, the killer I don't know, well I do but it's a surprise. Sorry for keeping you all waiting so long builds suspense I guess, no I've been busy. Woo who X- mas break or uh Holiday break for those who don't celebrate it is here so I'll have plenty of time to write but hopefully a new chap will be up soon. Oh and hap-hap happy holidays. Hope you liked the chap and please review please I hardly have any wah! (