Adelianna: Hello everyone. My younger, mutant alien brother.... Wait, scratch that. My younger, mutant brother, The Evil One, isn't in my room anymore. Shouts gleefully and attempts to jump for joy. Forgets that she is sitting down in front of a computer and falls back in her chair as she bangs her knees on the desk. Frowns Somehow I swear that The Evil One is doing that somehow. Jumps back up happily Anyway, now thanks to a modern convenience called a lock I can keep that evil threat out of my room. Goes over to her chair and tries to sit back down, misjudges the distance and fall on her rear. Scowling angrily Okay, that's it. Accidents like that has happened to me all day long. I know that chair was right behind me when I sat down. Shrugs, sits down in chair, and starts writing something with a pencil
Outside the door of Adelianna's room
The Evil One stared into the keyhole of his sisters room. Grins as he lifts the millennium rod and makes the eraser of Adelianna's pencil "accidentally" poke her in they eye. Bwa ha ha. I am truly evil. Bwa ha, choke, cough, ha ha.
Disclaimer: Uses millennium rod to control reader's minds I do not own YGO Says that in a hypnotic voice Do not own YGO. Get me a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese. Do not own YGO.
Chapter Four
The air was hot, but not humid, as rays from the sun streamed down into the center of Battle City. The light caused shadows to spot the ground from hundreds of people as they each challenged each other to a duel. The noise was deafening, mixed with screams of delight from the crowd and the roar of duel monster holograms producing an air of exhilaration and wonder to stir through the already excited crowd.
Joey Wheeler was once again strolling down a randomly selected street searching for a high-ranking duelist, only this time it wasn't to duel. He was searching for his friend Yugi to tell him that creepy Marik was back.
Joey walked around people, sometimes shoving them lightly out of his way as he searched for his best friend. Yugi was easy to pick out from a crowd with his tri-colored hair. Though, at the moment, he was nowhere to be seen.
As he turned around a corner, he bumped hard against someone. An apology died on Joey's lips, though, as he recognized who it was he bumped into. It was none other than Seto Kaiba, CEO of KaibaCorp.
"Watch it Wheeler," snapped Kaiba as he brushed his trench coat lightly as though dirt stained it. "Wouldn't want you infesting me with your Chihuahua self."
Kaiba looked as intimidating as ever, with his light gray shirt and pants, complete with a dark blue trench coat. His cold, sapphire eyes were staring daggers at Joey and was magnified by his dark brown hair. In one hand he carried a briefcase, and on the other, attached to his forearm, was his duel disk. And trailing him like a shadow was his younger brother Mokuba, who smiled up at Joey, grey eyes sparkling and long, raven colored hair shimmering in the sun. Mokuba wore a black pants and orange shirt covered by a small red jacket. Around his neck was a bandana matching the color of his coat.
Usually, Joey would have either lunged at Kaiba swinging hard, traded insults with him, or challenged him to a duel. This time, however, he just smiled.
"What's wrong, Wheeler?" asked Kaiba, noticing the smirk on Joey's face. "Too dim to notice when you're being insulted?"
"Now, now Kaiba," Joey said as though he were talking to a five year old. He clicked his tongue as he moved a finger back and forth in front of Kaiba's nose. "Yer girlfriend wouldn't like it if she knew ya were insultin' me like this, especially when I just saved her life." Joey exaggerated a bit.
Kaiba's already narrow eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at Joey with an unreadable expression on his face. "What?"
Mokuba giggled as he stared up at his older brother. "You never told me you had a girlfriend." He dragged out the last word.
Kaiba continued to stare at Joey. "I don't."
Joey just smiled some more, clearly thinking that Kaiba didn't want to admit he had a girlfriend since then Kaiba would owe Joey for saving her life.
Joey smirked harder as wind gently caressed his golden hair. "Ain't ya gonna ask how I saved her life?"
Kaiba rolled his eyes. "Do I care? Why should I concern myself with someone I don't know that you, with your pathetic excuse for a brain, mixed up into believing is someone I actually care about."
Joey's almond colored eyes narrowed dangerously. "Hey, watch it Kaiba." Joey's eyes then widened as he remembered something. "Hey, guess what? When I went ta rescue yer girlfriend she was being attacked by none other dan dose weird rare hunters." Joey was concerned for Mokuba's safety since he was kidnapped at the last Battle City tournament by those creepy, masked duelists.
"That information is nothing new to me, Wheeler. They're no doubt here to win your friend Yugi Moto's three Egyptian God cards and puzzle." Crowds of people walked by them, talking noisily as one boy looked interestingly at Kaiba as though wondering if he should challenge him to a duel. A glare from Kaiba, though, quickly changed his mind.
"Yeah, you're probably right." Joey then chuckled. "They'll have a hard time though if yer girlfriend keeps on knocking dem out wit dat force-field contraption of yers."
Inside Kaiba gasped. Joey finally said something that was worthy of his attention.
"Well, anyway," Joey started to walk away. "I better warn Yugi. Smell ya later Ka– Hey! Whatcha think yer doin' Kaiba!?"
Kaiba grabbed Joey by his collar and yanked him back towards him. "What do you mean by 'force-field contraption.'" Kaiba used a steely voice, one that he used on his executives when they got out of line. It held no room for argument or disobedience.
Joey shoved Kaiba's cold hands away from him. " Whaddya mean what do I mean? I'm talkin' 'bout yer new invention."
"Which one? You can't possibly think that a person with as much talent as I have would stoop to the level of only creating one new invention, however ingenious it may be, without continuing on with my work. It would be demeaning."
Joey snorted. "You're so full of yerself, Kaiba. Yer new invention. The prototype dat ya gave to yer girlfriend to test. The one dat puts a force-field thingy around the hologram."
Kaiba's eyes widened slightly in shock as he pondered over the information Joey just relayed to him. He caught himself, though, not wanting his rival to know that the information he had just became valuable. It was true, Kaiba was working on the schematics and blue prints of the device Joey had just described.
But, Kaiba thought, in order for a person to posses this force-field module that I am now constructing, they would either have had to steal one, or hack their way into my computer database, download the information, and build one themselves. The latter seemed more likely since no force-field modules were reported missing or stolen.
Kaiba burned with rage. He would have been less furious if one had been stolen instead of being hacked from his system. When it came to computers it was personal.
"And you've seen it? The force-field module?" Kaiba asked nonchalantly, inside he cursed Joey for not hurrying up with his answer.
"Yup. It looks real, too." Joey pointed a thumb at himself. "Of course I knew dat it wasn't a real monster," Joey said proudly. "Wit my slicks I could tell right away what it was. Didn't need yer girlfriend to explain it t' me."
"Of course Joey." Kaiba rolled his eyes. "And she told you that I was her boyfriend?" Kaiba asked through gritted teeth.
"Uh uh. Dat's right."
"And what exactly did my um, girlfriend, what's her name again, explain to you?" continued Kaiba. He decided to go along with this false facade for the time being.
"Whaddya mean, 'what's her name?'"Asked Joey, outraged. "Some boyfriend ya are, don't even remember yer own girlfriends name. I should slap ya for that."
"Look," sighed Kaiba, rubbing his brow as he became impatient. "I am severely under pressure here. Running my company, organizing this duel tournament which I don't believe you qualify for. Something you would never understand Chihuahua. Plus I only just met her yesterday."
"Hummph. Dat's no reason to forget her name. Ya must not care 'bout her at all. Poor girl, she seemed so nice." Joey glared at Kaiba.
Poor girl alright, thought Kaiba, once I'm through with her. "Are you going to tell me her name or not," demanded Kaiba, impatient as ever to enact out his revenge. "I believe her name was Amanda. Amanda Burton?"
"Not even close. It's Jessica Jones"
Bingo. "Hmm, well, I guess you better run along now and find your friend. Who knows how much danger he's in. You've wasted enough of my precious time." With that, Kaiba walked smoothly away, ready to deal with Jessica Jones.
Joey was confused as he stared at Kaiba's back as he trudged off. What is going on here? he thought, Kaiba is acting weird. But he also knew Kaiba was right. He had to go and warn Yugi. He'd figure out this business with Jessica later.
Meanwhile, Mokuba, who had remained silent for the most part while his older brother and Joey were discussing things, now jumped up and down, clinging to Kaiba's blue trenchcoat.
"What was that all about, big brother? So you do have a girlfriend?"
"Of course not, Mokuba," Kaiba said as he stared straight ahead.
"Um," Mokuba scratched his head as they passed by the huge, two story town library. "I'm confused."
"That girl, Jessica Jones, who's probably a stalker, is also a hacker. A good one. I believe that she hacked her way into my computer database and downloaded information on my new project."
"Oh," They passed under a huge skyscraper that blocked out the view of the sun, causing Mokuba to blink. "So," Mokuba asked slowly, "what are you going to do?"
"I want you to go to headquarters and find information on this Jessica Jones character. When you do, call me. I'll handle the rest."
Mokuba scampered off, looking right and left constantly for any sign of rare hunters. He didn't want to admit it, but he was still frightened of them, especially now that he was alone. He had nothing to worry about, though. Marik had no reason to go after Kaiba or Mokuba anymore. His eyes were trained on his new target who was currently resting in her room.
Sunlight streamed into Jessica's bedroom window heating her room and warming her spirit. Green bushes grew outside her open window, while flowers splashed her front lawn with color. The sky was a light shade of blue, clouds wistfully parting from each other while birds sang happily in the sky. The cool, crisp air scented strongly of ocean mist stirred through Jessica's room and tickled her nostrils. A smile crossed her lips as she inhaled deeply, past terrors forgotten for the moment as Jessica was entranced by natures beauty.
It was only an hour or so after Jessica and her brother's came home, and already her mood was lightening. After Jessica explained what had happened she made her siblings promise not breathe a word about it to anyone. Especially their parents. Jessica didn't want them to worry. Her brother's, to their credit, believed Jessica without question and were sorely disappointed when Jessica couldn't do any more "magic", according to them.
Her parents were out right now in Battle City with her brothers, hopefully obtaining the last four needed locator cards. She had decided to stay home under the pretense of a cold. Jessica really did feel sick. And weary. Her body screamed for sleep, and her mind finally complied.
Jessica literally flopped on her soft, twin bed, snuggling under the cool, clean sheets. She was instantly asleep, drifting along dreamily within her mind not knowing of the trouble and danger that would soon make itself known.
Narrator Instead of the usual narrator, there is a new one. An old lady with a head not connected to hands floating through space: Hello dearies. I regret to say that the usual narrator has a boo-boo and can't narrate today. He is my grandson, so I'll be making this short so I can go see him in the hospital and bore him with stories of when I was young. Will The Evil One stop annoying his sister, or will he continue to cause her do to foolish things? Find out next time on looks annoyed Passed Down Through Time. What is up with that title? Young whippersnappers today think they have all the best ideas and titles. Back in my day we would have thought up of something not so vague.....Yada yada yada. Continues to ramble on. I won't bore you with the details
Note: The Grandma head was so into telling her stories of her youth that she forgot to visit her grandson. Finally, something good has happened to him. Hee Hee. Of course, she is still going to visit him the next day, and now, thanks to her rambling, she remembered more details of her youth and will now keep him company longer. Hee Hee.
