-Marik's POV-
I watched though Kaiba's eyes as his little brother clipped on the iron bind. I must admit, for a little brat, he was putting up quite a fight to win his brother's mind back. But I'm not about to let the fruits of love and friendship distract me away from my goal: to obtain the boundless power of the pharaoh. Seto Kaiba's brainwashing is only a small step on me becoming pharaoh.
In ancient times, Seto may have been the great evil High Priest Seto, but 5,000 years have eroded since . . .I am now the great evil that is threatening the world. And with both the Winged Dragon of Ra and Obelisk the Tormenter in my possession I'm sure to win this duel.
Because winning this means that little Mokuba must destroy his only friend and family. So I guess it is true: war does pit brother against brother.
So Mokuba's love for HIS brother will be his downfall.
-*
-Mokuba's POV-
I stood, rearing to go, for the first move is mine. My eyes traveled from card to card in my hand; I had seen Seto play this game dozens of times, but he's the master not me. I noticed that I had drawn Yugi's Egyptian God card, but I needed 3 monsters to sacrifice first, "I summon Celtic Guardian in attack mode and a card facedown, that'll end it for me."
'Seto seems to have something in mind,' I tried to read his confident face. Seto's face is so hard to read to begin with, even for me. His deep blue eyes are the only sign of emotion on his face. But with him mind controlled, his eyes are only a shadow of his former self. So I can't read them at all.
"Hm, then I summon Saggi the Dark Clown in attack mode and I will ditto." My face was as pale as white computer paper. What's he up to?
"MOKUBA!" I turned around, as I expected it was Yugi, "That's a trap! Kaiba used it on me in Duelists Kingdom!!" I understood what Yugi meant but still . . .why would Marik use one of Seto's trick in a duel where he's in control?
"I activate my facedown card, Mythical Space Typhoon! This will destroy your facedown card, no matter if it's a trap or magic!" the mind slave's face looked like he was saying 'ouch!' "NOW! CELTIC GUARDAIN, DESTROY SAGGI THE DARK CLOWN!"
With one swipe of the sword, Celtic Guardians sent Saggi back to the cirrus, 'Maybe this duel will be easier then I thought.' My eyes looked back up at the time limit clock, 59 minutes left. 'If the both of us are going to get out of here alive, I'm going to have to have Marik loose control of Seto.'
"Slyfer." I smiled, Seto really wants this card and . . .I have Exchange so maybe if this move works, Seto will remember who he is: a ruthless man on the outside but, a man of a torn heart and soul on the inside. My brother: Seto Kaiba, "Play Exchange which allows us to pick one card from each of our hands and swap it."
In a mater of seconds, Seto's long legs walked in front of my own, "and I know which card to take." I showed him my hand, "the Egyptian God card, Slyfer the Sky Dragon!"
He reached out; I cringed in fear, 'Bad mistake, bad mistake Mokuba. THIS WAS SUCH A-' For once in my life, I stopped thinking. Something had happened . . .
"No . . ." Seto's hand stopped moving, "I . . .Mokuba . . .I . . can't . . .destroy . . .Mokuba . . .I." even his breathing was staggering, I guess I was making some progress.
"Seto . . ." I cursed under my breath, 'Marik . . .I will save my brother. There isn't a power on Earth that will stop me!'
"I . . ." his icy eyes were about as cold as his breath. Seto's fingers grabbed the card next to Slyfer, which happened to be the Dark Magician Girl.
"You know the rules, I get to choose a card from your hand." I strolled over to him and scanned his hand. 'Seto's Blue Eyes! Perfect!' I toke my brother's prized card and figured that maybe this could bring him back to his old self.
With this one card, I will shape Seto's future. He's brainwashed all of his days or back to his old ruthless self? But then again, if I beat him Seto'll be plunged into the sea and he wouldn't have any days left.
Discussions can be hard, risk hurting Seto or have Marik control his will? The only way to describe what I felt though this was black hate towards Marik, a burning desire that broke my fragile spirit that day. I understand with full extent what would have happened if I had held back on what I had done.
"I summon Beta the Magnet Warrior in defense mode." The darkness in my soul was burning now, but though all of this turmoil I must stay strong. Though most of my life, I have never found the true courage that had been bedded inside of me all those long years. Seto was my courage, my idol; someone I looked up to more then anyone in the world. But now the tables had turned and I had to be HIS idol, to wake him up from a long slumber.
If only . . .if only I was he. My eyes sagged; I couldn't beat him I . . .
"Little Mokuba, I have made my move about 5 minutes ago. For the 12TH time, it's your move!" I blinked, had I just spazed out. I looked out upon the playing field: he had attacked neither of my monsters. This was strange, because he must of known what I am planning on doing . . .I think. All he did was place a monster card in defense mode.
"I sacrifice my two monsters on the field to summon one of the most powerful beings in duel monsters: Blue Eyes White Dragon!" A sliver dragon emerged out onto the playing field, to fight side my side with me and against his master.
Seto, again, broke free, spellbound once more, "My . . Blue . . .Eyes."
'I have to give him more support or else I'll loose him again,' "Yeah Seto, it's YOUR Blue Eyes! But I have it now, and I'm going to use its power to set you free!" He didn't say anything for a few moments, like he was searching though his brain to find the lost memory, 'I have to overtax it, I guess.' "Blue Eyes! Attack his facedown defense card!"
Seto's eyes bulged for a second.
I know my brother's in that empty shell somewhere . . .somewhere.
-*
-Marik's POV-
My fist bashed the wooden desk that I was settled at, 'that little brat! He's almost succeeded in having me loose control of my mind slave! I can't let this happen, I must keep Kaiba under just out of his reach.' I raised my Millennium Rod up to my eye level:
"Seto Kaiba! You only obey my commands and you're only purpose is to serve me! Now be a good mind slave and win me that Egyptian God card!" My frustration has gotten the better of me lately. Since my defeats at the hands of the pharaoh and his aibou have take quite a toke on my nerves. So being defeated by a little twerp in making me even tenser.
But one truth is still in effect: I have no hope in winning this duel if that Blue Eyes is on the field.
Not only is it quite powerful (Of coarse, not compared to the Egyptian Gods) but also spiritually it can bring Kaiba back to his senses easily.
The fact reminds no matter how much I converse it over and over in my mind: That Blue Eyes White Dragon has to go.
Again, I raised my Millennium Rod, "That Blue Eyes White Dragon may have been your favorite card for a while now, but you must rebel against its forces, Seto Kaiba or else you are finished!"
And I have the perfect way to do it . . .
-*
-Mokuba's POV-
I felt like I was fighting with myself throughout this whole duel. If I win this, then I get set free and things will be a bit normal, but Seto will get dragged overboard the pier; even not mind controlled, he can't fight that anchor. But if I lose, then Seto'll be free, I'd lose Yugi's Egyptian God (Normally, this wouldn't hurt me, but I'm borrowing his deck in this) and Marik might still have Seto as his mind slave. As for me, I wouldn't know because I'd be dead.
My heart burned with agony, had I made the wrong decision going into this fight? Had I been reckless at the consequences if I had was to win or lose? My knees quaked, and I felt them drift closer to the ground.
It was stuck in the middle: giving up and letting myself die or risking loosing my big brother?
-*-
"HEY GIVE IT BACK!" my little hand bobbed up and down as a leaped; my little toy helicopter was so close yet so far away.
"Ha! You big crybaby, fight me for it!" The kid who I was fighting was a big fat guy, with a jellyroll nose. His hands were like monsters compared to mine, and I was about six inches tall compared to him as well.
"PLEEEAAASSSEEEE!" His gang, which was clones of the guy, ganged up around me as well.
"CRYBABY! CRYBABY!" they taunted over and over, "Go cry to your mother!" My heart grew suddenly cold, I fell right then and there sobbing.
Then a heroic voice rose out of my sorrow, "Give it back!" I turned around, my face beamed.
"SETO!" his blue eyes twinkled back at me. Seto raised his fist and clobbered the other guys. I watched, amazed, that my brother could be that strong. After one half of them were on the ground, rolling around in pain; the other half, ran away.
He walked over to me, out of breath and tired, "here." Seto handed me my little helicopter.
"T-thank you, Seto." I hugged my big brother and he did back. He made a vow to me that day, that no matter what, he would look after and protect me. And secretly, I did the same thing. For the both of us had no idea what was ahead for tomorrow till it came. And it did.
-*-
And yet again, I stand in my own sorrow but he's not here. My voice shock, "I-I can't go on any more." Tears swelled down my cheeks. I hadn't noticed it, but I was on my knees sobbing, "Marik, I-"
"MOKUBA DON'T!" I looked up from my metal patch of dock that I was staring at. Yugi and Joey were waving their arms at me from across the pier, "NO MATTER WHAT, YOU CAN'T GIVE IN TO WHAT MARIK WANTS! WIN THIS FOR YOUR BROTHER, MOKUBA!!!!"
'That's right,' I told myself, 'I'm fighting this FOR Seto!'
"And Mokuba," I turned around to Yugi once again, "if you ever feel in doubt again, take THIS!" Yugi yanked off the chain that was his Millennium Puzzle and flung it into my open arms. With such luck, Yugi was a great thrower and I was able to catch his prized possession, "I use this whenever I feel in doubt about something. Maybe its power can help you!"
'Worth a try.' I slipped it over my head. My mind suddenly felt like it was split in half.
-*
-Normal POV-
Marik laughed, "So, are you ready playing runt?"
"Playtime's over!" Marik's eyes bulged. Mokuba's hair became a bit spiker and he very confident for someone who was just a minute ago crying on the ground.
"The Pharaoh!"
-*
I watched though Kaiba's eyes as his little brother clipped on the iron bind. I must admit, for a little brat, he was putting up quite a fight to win his brother's mind back. But I'm not about to let the fruits of love and friendship distract me away from my goal: to obtain the boundless power of the pharaoh. Seto Kaiba's brainwashing is only a small step on me becoming pharaoh.
In ancient times, Seto may have been the great evil High Priest Seto, but 5,000 years have eroded since . . .I am now the great evil that is threatening the world. And with both the Winged Dragon of Ra and Obelisk the Tormenter in my possession I'm sure to win this duel.
Because winning this means that little Mokuba must destroy his only friend and family. So I guess it is true: war does pit brother against brother.
So Mokuba's love for HIS brother will be his downfall.
-*
-Mokuba's POV-
I stood, rearing to go, for the first move is mine. My eyes traveled from card to card in my hand; I had seen Seto play this game dozens of times, but he's the master not me. I noticed that I had drawn Yugi's Egyptian God card, but I needed 3 monsters to sacrifice first, "I summon Celtic Guardian in attack mode and a card facedown, that'll end it for me."
'Seto seems to have something in mind,' I tried to read his confident face. Seto's face is so hard to read to begin with, even for me. His deep blue eyes are the only sign of emotion on his face. But with him mind controlled, his eyes are only a shadow of his former self. So I can't read them at all.
"Hm, then I summon Saggi the Dark Clown in attack mode and I will ditto." My face was as pale as white computer paper. What's he up to?
"MOKUBA!" I turned around, as I expected it was Yugi, "That's a trap! Kaiba used it on me in Duelists Kingdom!!" I understood what Yugi meant but still . . .why would Marik use one of Seto's trick in a duel where he's in control?
"I activate my facedown card, Mythical Space Typhoon! This will destroy your facedown card, no matter if it's a trap or magic!" the mind slave's face looked like he was saying 'ouch!' "NOW! CELTIC GUARDAIN, DESTROY SAGGI THE DARK CLOWN!"
With one swipe of the sword, Celtic Guardians sent Saggi back to the cirrus, 'Maybe this duel will be easier then I thought.' My eyes looked back up at the time limit clock, 59 minutes left. 'If the both of us are going to get out of here alive, I'm going to have to have Marik loose control of Seto.'
"Slyfer." I smiled, Seto really wants this card and . . .I have Exchange so maybe if this move works, Seto will remember who he is: a ruthless man on the outside but, a man of a torn heart and soul on the inside. My brother: Seto Kaiba, "Play Exchange which allows us to pick one card from each of our hands and swap it."
In a mater of seconds, Seto's long legs walked in front of my own, "and I know which card to take." I showed him my hand, "the Egyptian God card, Slyfer the Sky Dragon!"
He reached out; I cringed in fear, 'Bad mistake, bad mistake Mokuba. THIS WAS SUCH A-' For once in my life, I stopped thinking. Something had happened . . .
"No . . ." Seto's hand stopped moving, "I . . .Mokuba . . .I . . can't . . .destroy . . .Mokuba . . .I." even his breathing was staggering, I guess I was making some progress.
"Seto . . ." I cursed under my breath, 'Marik . . .I will save my brother. There isn't a power on Earth that will stop me!'
"I . . ." his icy eyes were about as cold as his breath. Seto's fingers grabbed the card next to Slyfer, which happened to be the Dark Magician Girl.
"You know the rules, I get to choose a card from your hand." I strolled over to him and scanned his hand. 'Seto's Blue Eyes! Perfect!' I toke my brother's prized card and figured that maybe this could bring him back to his old self.
With this one card, I will shape Seto's future. He's brainwashed all of his days or back to his old ruthless self? But then again, if I beat him Seto'll be plunged into the sea and he wouldn't have any days left.
Discussions can be hard, risk hurting Seto or have Marik control his will? The only way to describe what I felt though this was black hate towards Marik, a burning desire that broke my fragile spirit that day. I understand with full extent what would have happened if I had held back on what I had done.
"I summon Beta the Magnet Warrior in defense mode." The darkness in my soul was burning now, but though all of this turmoil I must stay strong. Though most of my life, I have never found the true courage that had been bedded inside of me all those long years. Seto was my courage, my idol; someone I looked up to more then anyone in the world. But now the tables had turned and I had to be HIS idol, to wake him up from a long slumber.
If only . . .if only I was he. My eyes sagged; I couldn't beat him I . . .
"Little Mokuba, I have made my move about 5 minutes ago. For the 12TH time, it's your move!" I blinked, had I just spazed out. I looked out upon the playing field: he had attacked neither of my monsters. This was strange, because he must of known what I am planning on doing . . .I think. All he did was place a monster card in defense mode.
"I sacrifice my two monsters on the field to summon one of the most powerful beings in duel monsters: Blue Eyes White Dragon!" A sliver dragon emerged out onto the playing field, to fight side my side with me and against his master.
Seto, again, broke free, spellbound once more, "My . . Blue . . .Eyes."
'I have to give him more support or else I'll loose him again,' "Yeah Seto, it's YOUR Blue Eyes! But I have it now, and I'm going to use its power to set you free!" He didn't say anything for a few moments, like he was searching though his brain to find the lost memory, 'I have to overtax it, I guess.' "Blue Eyes! Attack his facedown defense card!"
Seto's eyes bulged for a second.
I know my brother's in that empty shell somewhere . . .somewhere.
-*
-Marik's POV-
My fist bashed the wooden desk that I was settled at, 'that little brat! He's almost succeeded in having me loose control of my mind slave! I can't let this happen, I must keep Kaiba under just out of his reach.' I raised my Millennium Rod up to my eye level:
"Seto Kaiba! You only obey my commands and you're only purpose is to serve me! Now be a good mind slave and win me that Egyptian God card!" My frustration has gotten the better of me lately. Since my defeats at the hands of the pharaoh and his aibou have take quite a toke on my nerves. So being defeated by a little twerp in making me even tenser.
But one truth is still in effect: I have no hope in winning this duel if that Blue Eyes is on the field.
Not only is it quite powerful (Of coarse, not compared to the Egyptian Gods) but also spiritually it can bring Kaiba back to his senses easily.
The fact reminds no matter how much I converse it over and over in my mind: That Blue Eyes White Dragon has to go.
Again, I raised my Millennium Rod, "That Blue Eyes White Dragon may have been your favorite card for a while now, but you must rebel against its forces, Seto Kaiba or else you are finished!"
And I have the perfect way to do it . . .
-*
-Mokuba's POV-
I felt like I was fighting with myself throughout this whole duel. If I win this, then I get set free and things will be a bit normal, but Seto will get dragged overboard the pier; even not mind controlled, he can't fight that anchor. But if I lose, then Seto'll be free, I'd lose Yugi's Egyptian God (Normally, this wouldn't hurt me, but I'm borrowing his deck in this) and Marik might still have Seto as his mind slave. As for me, I wouldn't know because I'd be dead.
My heart burned with agony, had I made the wrong decision going into this fight? Had I been reckless at the consequences if I had was to win or lose? My knees quaked, and I felt them drift closer to the ground.
It was stuck in the middle: giving up and letting myself die or risking loosing my big brother?
-*-
"HEY GIVE IT BACK!" my little hand bobbed up and down as a leaped; my little toy helicopter was so close yet so far away.
"Ha! You big crybaby, fight me for it!" The kid who I was fighting was a big fat guy, with a jellyroll nose. His hands were like monsters compared to mine, and I was about six inches tall compared to him as well.
"PLEEEAAASSSEEEE!" His gang, which was clones of the guy, ganged up around me as well.
"CRYBABY! CRYBABY!" they taunted over and over, "Go cry to your mother!" My heart grew suddenly cold, I fell right then and there sobbing.
Then a heroic voice rose out of my sorrow, "Give it back!" I turned around, my face beamed.
"SETO!" his blue eyes twinkled back at me. Seto raised his fist and clobbered the other guys. I watched, amazed, that my brother could be that strong. After one half of them were on the ground, rolling around in pain; the other half, ran away.
He walked over to me, out of breath and tired, "here." Seto handed me my little helicopter.
"T-thank you, Seto." I hugged my big brother and he did back. He made a vow to me that day, that no matter what, he would look after and protect me. And secretly, I did the same thing. For the both of us had no idea what was ahead for tomorrow till it came. And it did.
-*-
And yet again, I stand in my own sorrow but he's not here. My voice shock, "I-I can't go on any more." Tears swelled down my cheeks. I hadn't noticed it, but I was on my knees sobbing, "Marik, I-"
"MOKUBA DON'T!" I looked up from my metal patch of dock that I was staring at. Yugi and Joey were waving their arms at me from across the pier, "NO MATTER WHAT, YOU CAN'T GIVE IN TO WHAT MARIK WANTS! WIN THIS FOR YOUR BROTHER, MOKUBA!!!!"
'That's right,' I told myself, 'I'm fighting this FOR Seto!'
"And Mokuba," I turned around to Yugi once again, "if you ever feel in doubt again, take THIS!" Yugi yanked off the chain that was his Millennium Puzzle and flung it into my open arms. With such luck, Yugi was a great thrower and I was able to catch his prized possession, "I use this whenever I feel in doubt about something. Maybe its power can help you!"
'Worth a try.' I slipped it over my head. My mind suddenly felt like it was split in half.
-*
-Normal POV-
Marik laughed, "So, are you ready playing runt?"
"Playtime's over!" Marik's eyes bulged. Mokuba's hair became a bit spiker and he very confident for someone who was just a minute ago crying on the ground.
"The Pharaoh!"
-*