-Joey's POV-
I couldn't believe my little eyes . . .Kaiba's actin' like a total weirdo! (Like he isn't stupid to begin with . . .)
The little guy (For all of yah smart guys, I mean Mokuba) was heartbroken, his mouth was hangin' wide open. I felt so much pity for him that my heart was filled with da stuff. Like, I mean I hate Kaiba more ten anyone . . .(Even Yug! Or that other guy inside tat puzzle . . .or. . . .whatever! Yah know I mean!) But, he was defiantly freaky. It sent chills right up my spine.
"Yugi . . . I'm here to take your Millennium Puzzle and your Egyptian God card," Kaiba spoke in two minds. (Two minds? What da heck to I mean?! Dude, I'm writing this . . .I think . . .and even I don't know what it means!)
Yug, unlike me and Mokuba, seemed totally unfazed, "Marik . . .you coward. Taking control of Kaiba's mind in order to duel me!"
"He's your rival Yugi, nothing more and nothing less. But as I was saying, Kaiba is not present right now: his mind is imprisoned in the Shadow Realm . . ." Kaiba . . .laughed at his statement. Tat's insane! Laughin' that YOU'RE in da one in dat spooky Shadow Realm, "Now . . .duel me or forfeit your Millennium Puzzle!"
"I WILL NEVER FORFEIT IT TO YOU, MARIK!" Yug seemed up to get suddenly tense. I guess dis Marik dude, somehow toke control of Kaiba's noggin (I know, it sounds like insanity to me too!)
Mokuba was now quiverin', "No! I'll fight you instead!"
Kaiba's dark eyes turned ta Mokuba, "I don't need you twerp. I'm only looking for the Pharaoh," Mokuba got stronger wit da statement and began talkin' even louder.
"But I need him! He's my brother . . .and you . . .YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A BIG COWARD! HIDING BEHIND YOUR SLAVES TO DO YOUR BIDDING!" Mokuba was now cryin' his little eyes out. (Repeatin' "Seto . . .Seto . . .come back" over and over and over and over . . .I really need ta work on my English speakin') This all seemed like Mokuba's worst nightmare come true, his older brother is . .or should I say was forced . . .ta be evil.
But what Kaiba did next was totally unexpectin', he wrapped his hand around Mokuba's throat and lifted him up to his eye level (Which as yah all know, is pretty high up), "Don't make me repeat myself, punk," he tightened his grip around his windpipe now, (Mokuba began ta choke . . .I felt a fist form in my jean pocket)
"S-Seto . . .would never . . .do t-this to me . . .or anyone else." But though all of da pain, Mokuba was able ta let out those little words.
"You're brother's gone, just except it!" he squeezed harder. It was kind a like he was squeesin' the dream out of Mokuba . . .tat maybe Kaiba would come back somehow. (Tat's really mushy! I can't believe myself sometimes!)
I was now gettin' REALLY ticked off. (Yah really don't wanna see me ticked off . . .trust me . . .no really! Trust me!) "HEY! MARIK! Lay off of da kid . . .or . . ." Kaiba now focused his attention with his glossy blue eyes.
"Or what . . .puppy?" I scowled, even when Kaiba's a brainwashed idiot, he's still a total jerk!
"Or . . .well . . .ah . . .I'll pound yar little face! (Which is totally true peoples! I would have . . .but tat stupid Kaiba . . .or Marik . . .or whoever he is now . . .)" Kaiba just smirked and lit go of Mokuba, who when he fell began gaspin' for breath.
But Kaiba seemed a bit happy now, "I'd find that hard to believe . . .but little Mokuba, I do except now that I think about it. But . . .you must use the Pharaoh's deck." Yug and Mokuba's eyes met but Yug didn't seem at all upset at Mokuba usin' it though.
So my spiky-haired best friend slipped off his duelin' disk and handed it ta his rival's little bro, "Good luck Mokuba," Yug patted him on da back, "I have my total faith in you. If there's anyone to bring your brother back, it's you." Mokuba smiled and followed da brainwashed version of his brother ta da arena . . .Domino Pier!
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-Mokuba's POV-
I followed him into the field, which we would duel on. Though out the whole time we walked (which felt like about 2 hours) I stopped now and then to look at my locket. 'Seto.' I felt my knees sag. If what this Marik guy says is true, then I could never really see Seto again. (I mean in his body. . .I know that I SEE him . . .but it's not him . . .Oh, it's hard to explain in words)
"Move it Mokuba. I don't have all day." I stared at him with eyes of hate and anger. That monster has my older brother under wraps and I'm not about to let him down. He saved me once before . . .it's now time for me to save him.
"I'm coming . . .Marik." I couldn't really call him Seto, if he was Seto, this wouldn't be happening in the first place!
Seto . . .or Marik . . .paused right in front of me for a slight moment, "Here we are." I came the other side of him. I gasped; the arena was a pier on water. There, was a chair with no other then Téa.
"TÈA!" She wouldn't listen, I guessed that she was brainwashed just like my brother.
Marik was smiling, "She wanted to see the match and besides she plays an important part in it." He motioned a crate above her, hanging on a crane, "You see, if anyone interferes then I will order the crate to fall onto poor little Téa. So there for, this may be against the rules but, we can still duel. Quite genius, hm little Mokuba?"
I hissed, "yeah . . .right." I saw that Joey and Yugi were behind me as well . . .they too, were flabbergasted as I was. There was also something else: a large anchor, which was over the pier. My guess was that we would be dueling there.
"And you are looking at the arena. This is how our battle works, little Mokuba: We are both chained to that giant anchor. We duel each other in a time limit of one hour and if one of us beats the other in that time, your key will open in a small box in front of you. But if we don't beat each other in that time limit then the anchor will drag us both down." I followed Marik down to the arena. My eyes met Téa's, who lifted her head: I was correct; she was being controlled like Seto.
I walked to the other side of the arena as Marik, "Now, place that shackle at your feet on." I glanced at the ground; an ankle shackle was lying next to my foot. I stared at it for a while. For some strange reason, this reminded me of Duelists Kingdom, being Pegasus's prisoner.
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"So that you don't escape like last time, Mr. Pegasus has taken extra precautions." I was being dragged down to the bellows of Pegasus's castle, "We can't have you running around the island, can we?" I was silent. My fearful eyes glared at the cave; as much as I could see down it, spending a few days down her made my head spin.
Hours passed, my feet began to get tired. I stopped for breath, but the guy slapped me across the face, "Move it punk! We haven't got all day!" So I went on moving. Down, and down we went. It got darker and darker till I couldn't see anything at all. Finally, we stopped.
"Hm, we're here," I heard a creak of a metal door and I was chucked inside of a prison cell. The floors and ground were hard but to my tired body, they were a pillow and mattress. I was about to close my eyes, when I heard another tinkle of metal this time near my ear. My body instantly got energy and I looked around, "And This is so you don't escape again." Steel was fastened around my ankles. It was cold, like Seto's hand.
"Hope you're comfortable, little Mokuba. Because you're going to be down here for a long, long time." I heard something creak again and the door was shut. Footsteps followed but they died and died away. I laid my head back on the wall again and I closed my eyes.
'How could this had happened? If Seto were here, it wouldn't have. Oh, big brother. You have to come and save me . . .please . . .' my eyelids heaved over my weary eyes and I fell asleep.
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"Mokuba . . .move your butt now. I haven't got all day!" I instantly awoke from my flashback and fastened the shackle against my foot. I felt an instant smirk, as though it was from my brother himself, cross my face.
"Ok Marik. Let's duel!"
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I couldn't believe my little eyes . . .Kaiba's actin' like a total weirdo! (Like he isn't stupid to begin with . . .)
The little guy (For all of yah smart guys, I mean Mokuba) was heartbroken, his mouth was hangin' wide open. I felt so much pity for him that my heart was filled with da stuff. Like, I mean I hate Kaiba more ten anyone . . .(Even Yug! Or that other guy inside tat puzzle . . .or. . . .whatever! Yah know I mean!) But, he was defiantly freaky. It sent chills right up my spine.
"Yugi . . . I'm here to take your Millennium Puzzle and your Egyptian God card," Kaiba spoke in two minds. (Two minds? What da heck to I mean?! Dude, I'm writing this . . .I think . . .and even I don't know what it means!)
Yug, unlike me and Mokuba, seemed totally unfazed, "Marik . . .you coward. Taking control of Kaiba's mind in order to duel me!"
"He's your rival Yugi, nothing more and nothing less. But as I was saying, Kaiba is not present right now: his mind is imprisoned in the Shadow Realm . . ." Kaiba . . .laughed at his statement. Tat's insane! Laughin' that YOU'RE in da one in dat spooky Shadow Realm, "Now . . .duel me or forfeit your Millennium Puzzle!"
"I WILL NEVER FORFEIT IT TO YOU, MARIK!" Yug seemed up to get suddenly tense. I guess dis Marik dude, somehow toke control of Kaiba's noggin (I know, it sounds like insanity to me too!)
Mokuba was now quiverin', "No! I'll fight you instead!"
Kaiba's dark eyes turned ta Mokuba, "I don't need you twerp. I'm only looking for the Pharaoh," Mokuba got stronger wit da statement and began talkin' even louder.
"But I need him! He's my brother . . .and you . . .YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A BIG COWARD! HIDING BEHIND YOUR SLAVES TO DO YOUR BIDDING!" Mokuba was now cryin' his little eyes out. (Repeatin' "Seto . . .Seto . . .come back" over and over and over and over . . .I really need ta work on my English speakin') This all seemed like Mokuba's worst nightmare come true, his older brother is . .or should I say was forced . . .ta be evil.
But what Kaiba did next was totally unexpectin', he wrapped his hand around Mokuba's throat and lifted him up to his eye level (Which as yah all know, is pretty high up), "Don't make me repeat myself, punk," he tightened his grip around his windpipe now, (Mokuba began ta choke . . .I felt a fist form in my jean pocket)
"S-Seto . . .would never . . .do t-this to me . . .or anyone else." But though all of da pain, Mokuba was able ta let out those little words.
"You're brother's gone, just except it!" he squeezed harder. It was kind a like he was squeesin' the dream out of Mokuba . . .tat maybe Kaiba would come back somehow. (Tat's really mushy! I can't believe myself sometimes!)
I was now gettin' REALLY ticked off. (Yah really don't wanna see me ticked off . . .trust me . . .no really! Trust me!) "HEY! MARIK! Lay off of da kid . . .or . . ." Kaiba now focused his attention with his glossy blue eyes.
"Or what . . .puppy?" I scowled, even when Kaiba's a brainwashed idiot, he's still a total jerk!
"Or . . .well . . .ah . . .I'll pound yar little face! (Which is totally true peoples! I would have . . .but tat stupid Kaiba . . .or Marik . . .or whoever he is now . . .)" Kaiba just smirked and lit go of Mokuba, who when he fell began gaspin' for breath.
But Kaiba seemed a bit happy now, "I'd find that hard to believe . . .but little Mokuba, I do except now that I think about it. But . . .you must use the Pharaoh's deck." Yug and Mokuba's eyes met but Yug didn't seem at all upset at Mokuba usin' it though.
So my spiky-haired best friend slipped off his duelin' disk and handed it ta his rival's little bro, "Good luck Mokuba," Yug patted him on da back, "I have my total faith in you. If there's anyone to bring your brother back, it's you." Mokuba smiled and followed da brainwashed version of his brother ta da arena . . .Domino Pier!
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-Mokuba's POV-
I followed him into the field, which we would duel on. Though out the whole time we walked (which felt like about 2 hours) I stopped now and then to look at my locket. 'Seto.' I felt my knees sag. If what this Marik guy says is true, then I could never really see Seto again. (I mean in his body. . .I know that I SEE him . . .but it's not him . . .Oh, it's hard to explain in words)
"Move it Mokuba. I don't have all day." I stared at him with eyes of hate and anger. That monster has my older brother under wraps and I'm not about to let him down. He saved me once before . . .it's now time for me to save him.
"I'm coming . . .Marik." I couldn't really call him Seto, if he was Seto, this wouldn't be happening in the first place!
Seto . . .or Marik . . .paused right in front of me for a slight moment, "Here we are." I came the other side of him. I gasped; the arena was a pier on water. There, was a chair with no other then Téa.
"TÈA!" She wouldn't listen, I guessed that she was brainwashed just like my brother.
Marik was smiling, "She wanted to see the match and besides she plays an important part in it." He motioned a crate above her, hanging on a crane, "You see, if anyone interferes then I will order the crate to fall onto poor little Téa. So there for, this may be against the rules but, we can still duel. Quite genius, hm little Mokuba?"
I hissed, "yeah . . .right." I saw that Joey and Yugi were behind me as well . . .they too, were flabbergasted as I was. There was also something else: a large anchor, which was over the pier. My guess was that we would be dueling there.
"And you are looking at the arena. This is how our battle works, little Mokuba: We are both chained to that giant anchor. We duel each other in a time limit of one hour and if one of us beats the other in that time, your key will open in a small box in front of you. But if we don't beat each other in that time limit then the anchor will drag us both down." I followed Marik down to the arena. My eyes met Téa's, who lifted her head: I was correct; she was being controlled like Seto.
I walked to the other side of the arena as Marik, "Now, place that shackle at your feet on." I glanced at the ground; an ankle shackle was lying next to my foot. I stared at it for a while. For some strange reason, this reminded me of Duelists Kingdom, being Pegasus's prisoner.
-*-
"So that you don't escape like last time, Mr. Pegasus has taken extra precautions." I was being dragged down to the bellows of Pegasus's castle, "We can't have you running around the island, can we?" I was silent. My fearful eyes glared at the cave; as much as I could see down it, spending a few days down her made my head spin.
Hours passed, my feet began to get tired. I stopped for breath, but the guy slapped me across the face, "Move it punk! We haven't got all day!" So I went on moving. Down, and down we went. It got darker and darker till I couldn't see anything at all. Finally, we stopped.
"Hm, we're here," I heard a creak of a metal door and I was chucked inside of a prison cell. The floors and ground were hard but to my tired body, they were a pillow and mattress. I was about to close my eyes, when I heard another tinkle of metal this time near my ear. My body instantly got energy and I looked around, "And This is so you don't escape again." Steel was fastened around my ankles. It was cold, like Seto's hand.
"Hope you're comfortable, little Mokuba. Because you're going to be down here for a long, long time." I heard something creak again and the door was shut. Footsteps followed but they died and died away. I laid my head back on the wall again and I closed my eyes.
'How could this had happened? If Seto were here, it wouldn't have. Oh, big brother. You have to come and save me . . .please . . .' my eyelids heaved over my weary eyes and I fell asleep.
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"Mokuba . . .move your butt now. I haven't got all day!" I instantly awoke from my flashback and fastened the shackle against my foot. I felt an instant smirk, as though it was from my brother himself, cross my face.
"Ok Marik. Let's duel!"
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