DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Seto Kaiba or the mind slave idea or
Marik Ishtar (if I did, he'd be dead) or . . .Good Grammar!
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The skyscrapers of Domino City looked like tiny houses from high in the sky. A beige helicopter zoomed overhead of the Japanese city, but it wasn't the helicopter that was interesting . . .it was who was in fact in it was fascinating.
Mokuba Kaiba was staring out of the plastic window, "hey guys! We're only 10 miles to the Rarehunters' hideout." The coal haired boy turned to his stern older brother. His cold eyes met Mokuba's bright in recognition for the comment.
Seto Kaiba turned his attention from Mokuba to his spiky haired adversary. "Yugi . . .my part in this rescue mission is almost done. But you do remember our promise, I presume."
Yugi Mauto bit his tongue, "Of coarse Kaiba. But, again, we must find my friends first. Marik might have put them in grave danger . . .and I can't let that happen!"
"I can't see why Marik would even want to kidnap those friends of yours. They're no use to anyone, especially that oaf Wheeler." Yugi, of coarse, snapped back. This rivalry and bickering had gone on ever since Yugi defeated him, for the first time, in a duel.
Mokuba, for about the millionth time on this copter ride, had to be the peacemaker, by reminding Yugi how many miles they were from the Rarehunters' hideout.
"Hey! Check it out . . .I see it now. And there's Joey!" At the mention of his best friend's name, Yugi looked out his window. Sure enough, Mokuba was correct: Joey Wheeler was about 60 feet below them, waving his arms like a mad man. For the first time in a long time, a smile crossed the Pharaoh's sad face.
"Lower the copter Kaiba. I've gotta friend to rescue."
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-Joey's POV-
I recognized da helicopter right away as one belongin' to my archrival, Kaiba. Of coarse, I had da man's guts a lot, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
As it lowered, I noticed Yug was sittin' in da back seat. (Dude, yah can tell it's him from about a mile away. Just look for the tri colored hair.) "JOEY!" I heard from inside da air thingi as it landed.
"YUG!" He scrambled out of dat copter as though da ting was up in flames. I was actually quite surprised tat he didn't hug me or kiss me, (Which would have been pretty discustin' but that's just me . . .) but he did look pretty worried.
I did notice tat da idiot formally know as Kaiba was leaning against da helicopter door. As much as it was temptin' to tank him for givin' Yug da lift ta save me, I figured dat he'd answer by callin' me mutt or puppy or somethin' like dat.
"Where's Téa and Tristan?" I shrugged. The last time I had saw Tea or in fact that sister-stealer Tristan was a while back, "So then how did you escape?"
That was a question tat I was askin' myself also. I was unconscious at da time, but I heard des little voices (and no, I'm not insane) sayin' something like, 'Master Marik doesn't need him anymore. He's clueless anyways so he probably won't spill where our hideout is. So release him.' Da next ting I remember is sleeping outside on da hot concrete.
I explained my story ta Yug and I guess Kaiba was listenin' to me (wow! It's a miracle! Alleluia!) Cause when I tat Tristan was ok and they still had Téa, he flinched and had the strangest look on his face.
"So, Yug, I tink dis is bad but . . .ah . . .is it?" I was defiantly pondering. What would dat freak-o-zoid Marik want with Téa?
"I'm going in there." Both Yug and I looked at the familiar deep voice that belonged to Kaiba.
"WHAT?!"
"I owe Tea for saving Mokuba. As much as I hate to admit it, I owe her something. I'll be back." For da first time ever, I saw Kaiba take off one of dem trench coats tat he wears everywhere he goes, reliving a Goth-like out fit. (BLACK! ALL BLACK! No wonder he wears tem white trench coats!)
He ran off to da big old white building, AKA da Rarehunters' hideout.
And dat was really da last a saw of him . . .at least for a while. (EVIL LAUGH! Nah, just kiddin'!)
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-Normal POV-
Kaiba stopped his sprinting, 'this is it I guess.' He lifted the handle to the gate of hell, and stepped inside the torture chamber.
The hallway was as dark as night itself. Kaiba smirked, 'darkness . . .I like it much better the light.' He walked further and further into it until, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slight bit of light reflecting off of something.
He placed his foot in front of the doorway, to see what it was. Seto smirked, 'Téa.'
Sure enough, the friendship-loving brunette was tied in a metal chair; her neck was bent over limply, Seto guessed she was sleeping.
"Téa . . ." he placed his cold hand on her warm cheek, "wake up, you moron."
She didn't say a single word.
"Téa!" Seto's voice was now even harsher then before, "Wake up NOW!"
Again, no answer.
"Oh my word," he felt around, finding the lock and unlocking the shackles that bound her. "LET'S GO!" she wasn't moving, "whatever, if you rot in this place, I'm fine with it."
Seto left the room, scowling, "I help her ONCE and she doesn't even respond. That's the last time I do that for her!"
"Think again, Seto Kaiba." He swooshed around.
"TÉA!" the voice was so familiar, yet . . .there was something different.
"Téa isn't her you fool." Seto wasn't a cat, but he could see that she was out stretching her hand, only centimeters from her face.
"What's outstretched your hand going to do?!"
"You'll see . . .mind slave!" Kaiba jumped back against the wall at the words. His began to feel lightheaded, fatigued but there was no reason to. All the memories of childhood ran though his mind; but the stuff that he saw was mostly the painful things but, the only real happy one was of Mokuba.
"Mo-ku-ba."
"He can't help you now! You're now mine!" Téa smirked as Seto fell to his stable knees and fainted, right at her feet. She followed his footsteps and fell over top of him.
Marik pulled out his rod, "So it has begun. Raise mind slave!" Seto rose to his feet, knocking Tea aside, "now . . .destroy Yugi Mauto!"
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-Mokuba's POV-
It felt like hours till Seto was going to return. I was feeling more anxious then ever, but almost comforting. I never knew that Seto could be so sweet, going to save Tea. I could only image him rushing back, with Tea swung over his back.
Joey, I must admit, is a bloodhound with seeking people's feelings. He placed his hand on my shoulder and smiled at me, "It's gonna be ok, Mokuba." I couldn't help but smile at him. 'Joey . . isn't as bad as what Seto tells me.'
Then from out of the distance, I saw a tall figure walking towards us; this brown hair waved in the wind. I smile crossed my face, "SETO!" I ran over to him, "where's Tea?"
But Seto didn't say a word to me. There seemed to be something different about him . . .something unearthly, "Are you ok? You seem different."
But my big brother didn't answer me. I felt now that something was definitely wrong with him.
"Yo! Kaiba! Answer Mokuba yah big jerk!!" Seto finally did, he lifted up his head so that he blue eyes faced Joey and me.
"Seto Kaiba isn't here right now, please leave a message after the beep!"
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The skyscrapers of Domino City looked like tiny houses from high in the sky. A beige helicopter zoomed overhead of the Japanese city, but it wasn't the helicopter that was interesting . . .it was who was in fact in it was fascinating.
Mokuba Kaiba was staring out of the plastic window, "hey guys! We're only 10 miles to the Rarehunters' hideout." The coal haired boy turned to his stern older brother. His cold eyes met Mokuba's bright in recognition for the comment.
Seto Kaiba turned his attention from Mokuba to his spiky haired adversary. "Yugi . . .my part in this rescue mission is almost done. But you do remember our promise, I presume."
Yugi Mauto bit his tongue, "Of coarse Kaiba. But, again, we must find my friends first. Marik might have put them in grave danger . . .and I can't let that happen!"
"I can't see why Marik would even want to kidnap those friends of yours. They're no use to anyone, especially that oaf Wheeler." Yugi, of coarse, snapped back. This rivalry and bickering had gone on ever since Yugi defeated him, for the first time, in a duel.
Mokuba, for about the millionth time on this copter ride, had to be the peacemaker, by reminding Yugi how many miles they were from the Rarehunters' hideout.
"Hey! Check it out . . .I see it now. And there's Joey!" At the mention of his best friend's name, Yugi looked out his window. Sure enough, Mokuba was correct: Joey Wheeler was about 60 feet below them, waving his arms like a mad man. For the first time in a long time, a smile crossed the Pharaoh's sad face.
"Lower the copter Kaiba. I've gotta friend to rescue."
-*
-Joey's POV-
I recognized da helicopter right away as one belongin' to my archrival, Kaiba. Of coarse, I had da man's guts a lot, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
As it lowered, I noticed Yug was sittin' in da back seat. (Dude, yah can tell it's him from about a mile away. Just look for the tri colored hair.) "JOEY!" I heard from inside da air thingi as it landed.
"YUG!" He scrambled out of dat copter as though da ting was up in flames. I was actually quite surprised tat he didn't hug me or kiss me, (Which would have been pretty discustin' but that's just me . . .) but he did look pretty worried.
I did notice tat da idiot formally know as Kaiba was leaning against da helicopter door. As much as it was temptin' to tank him for givin' Yug da lift ta save me, I figured dat he'd answer by callin' me mutt or puppy or somethin' like dat.
"Where's Téa and Tristan?" I shrugged. The last time I had saw Tea or in fact that sister-stealer Tristan was a while back, "So then how did you escape?"
That was a question tat I was askin' myself also. I was unconscious at da time, but I heard des little voices (and no, I'm not insane) sayin' something like, 'Master Marik doesn't need him anymore. He's clueless anyways so he probably won't spill where our hideout is. So release him.' Da next ting I remember is sleeping outside on da hot concrete.
I explained my story ta Yug and I guess Kaiba was listenin' to me (wow! It's a miracle! Alleluia!) Cause when I tat Tristan was ok and they still had Téa, he flinched and had the strangest look on his face.
"So, Yug, I tink dis is bad but . . .ah . . .is it?" I was defiantly pondering. What would dat freak-o-zoid Marik want with Téa?
"I'm going in there." Both Yug and I looked at the familiar deep voice that belonged to Kaiba.
"WHAT?!"
"I owe Tea for saving Mokuba. As much as I hate to admit it, I owe her something. I'll be back." For da first time ever, I saw Kaiba take off one of dem trench coats tat he wears everywhere he goes, reliving a Goth-like out fit. (BLACK! ALL BLACK! No wonder he wears tem white trench coats!)
He ran off to da big old white building, AKA da Rarehunters' hideout.
And dat was really da last a saw of him . . .at least for a while. (EVIL LAUGH! Nah, just kiddin'!)
-*
-Normal POV-
Kaiba stopped his sprinting, 'this is it I guess.' He lifted the handle to the gate of hell, and stepped inside the torture chamber.
The hallway was as dark as night itself. Kaiba smirked, 'darkness . . .I like it much better the light.' He walked further and further into it until, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slight bit of light reflecting off of something.
He placed his foot in front of the doorway, to see what it was. Seto smirked, 'Téa.'
Sure enough, the friendship-loving brunette was tied in a metal chair; her neck was bent over limply, Seto guessed she was sleeping.
"Téa . . ." he placed his cold hand on her warm cheek, "wake up, you moron."
She didn't say a single word.
"Téa!" Seto's voice was now even harsher then before, "Wake up NOW!"
Again, no answer.
"Oh my word," he felt around, finding the lock and unlocking the shackles that bound her. "LET'S GO!" she wasn't moving, "whatever, if you rot in this place, I'm fine with it."
Seto left the room, scowling, "I help her ONCE and she doesn't even respond. That's the last time I do that for her!"
"Think again, Seto Kaiba." He swooshed around.
"TÉA!" the voice was so familiar, yet . . .there was something different.
"Téa isn't her you fool." Seto wasn't a cat, but he could see that she was out stretching her hand, only centimeters from her face.
"What's outstretched your hand going to do?!"
"You'll see . . .mind slave!" Kaiba jumped back against the wall at the words. His began to feel lightheaded, fatigued but there was no reason to. All the memories of childhood ran though his mind; but the stuff that he saw was mostly the painful things but, the only real happy one was of Mokuba.
"Mo-ku-ba."
"He can't help you now! You're now mine!" Téa smirked as Seto fell to his stable knees and fainted, right at her feet. She followed his footsteps and fell over top of him.
Marik pulled out his rod, "So it has begun. Raise mind slave!" Seto rose to his feet, knocking Tea aside, "now . . .destroy Yugi Mauto!"
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-Mokuba's POV-
It felt like hours till Seto was going to return. I was feeling more anxious then ever, but almost comforting. I never knew that Seto could be so sweet, going to save Tea. I could only image him rushing back, with Tea swung over his back.
Joey, I must admit, is a bloodhound with seeking people's feelings. He placed his hand on my shoulder and smiled at me, "It's gonna be ok, Mokuba." I couldn't help but smile at him. 'Joey . . isn't as bad as what Seto tells me.'
Then from out of the distance, I saw a tall figure walking towards us; this brown hair waved in the wind. I smile crossed my face, "SETO!" I ran over to him, "where's Tea?"
But Seto didn't say a word to me. There seemed to be something different about him . . .something unearthly, "Are you ok? You seem different."
But my big brother didn't answer me. I felt now that something was definitely wrong with him.
"Yo! Kaiba! Answer Mokuba yah big jerk!!" Seto finally did, he lifted up his head so that he blue eyes faced Joey and me.
"Seto Kaiba isn't here right now, please leave a message after the beep!"
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