You'll all have to forgive me for not updating sooner. Senior year is a
good kick where it counts, if you catch my drift. I do appreciate your
patience, however. ^^ So without further ado, here's Jonouichi in all his
blond, New York-accented glory. (It's more of a half-chapter, as I'm
writing this to appease some people. * pokes implied people *)
Chapter 8: Part I & II
Joey sat on the cold, concrete floor, staring into nothingness. He knew it hadn't been that long since he woke up in this place, but it just had a way of making you feels so helpless. Not being able to sleep all night from fear of being fully investigated by his rodent bunkmates didn't help matters much either. All night he had to endure their scratching and squeaks, not to mention the odd noises he heard every now and again.
"Who woulda thought I'd end up like this. Acting like some scared little punk outta some private school."
Joey silently thought about where his captor had gone. He had come back to taunt him more throughout the night, but now he'd been gone for a couple of hours. True, he creeped Joey out to no end, but at least he could hear the sound of another human's voice.if it was human.
"I gotta find some way to keep my mind occupied. Otherwise, I'm gonna lose it."
Joey took to examining his surroundings more thoroughly. There wasn't much to look at, and the things that were there only made him cringe.
Hanging all around were thick metal chains. Moss and mold grew all along the walls of the cell, crawling up toward the ceiling. It was then Joey finally noticed it.
There so happened to be a window about 20 feet above him. It was the only thing probably letting oxygen into the prison. The light from the early morning sun shone through, and as he looked at it, Joey's hopes brightened as well.
Joey quickly thought up a plan. He knew he had to work fast, since there was no telling when Psycho Freak would get back. Looking at the chains and the way the walls were built, he figured he might be able to make it up to the window with only a few problems. Walking up to the wall where the window was located, and getting a decent grip on one of the few handholds it provided, he began the hard climb upwards.
There were a few times he had to cross over to the chains so he could get up higher, so he was glad he was so athletic.
"Guess all those As in PE weren't for nothin'."
After about a half-hour, to Joey's best guess, he finally made it to the window, only to find it barred.
"Dammit! Where the hell's all that luck I had at Duelist Kingdom?!"
He sighed heavily, and looked out the window longingly.
"And here I thought I'd finally be able to catch a break."
"Not today, little one."
Joey froze at the voice and stared at the shadow that was suddenly cast over the ground in front of the window. He was back.
"So, you thought you could escape, did you.? Guess again."
Joey felt the same sensation come over him as when he was first attacked. He body began glowing red again, and he soon found himself being torn from the window ledge and falling back down to the cell floor. He landed hard on his back, hitting his head in the process and getting knocked unconscious once again.
"You won't leave this place. Not until I get my revenge."
***
Kaiba sat in his office, rapidly striking away at his keyboard. His cerulean blue eyes had their usual iciness about them at he gazed at the screen. He so happened to be looking at Interpol's employee records he so easily hacked his way into.
Kaiba wasn't worried about being caught; he was too good for that. After all, this was the guy who built the latest in Duel Monster hologram projectors. What was a secure government site to him?
He quickly located Rayne's records and poured over them.
"Name, Rayne Misato. Age, 16. Nationality, Japanese. Height, 5'10". Weight, Undisclosed. Merits, 14. Demerits.42?"
Kaiba glanced over all the notes made for her reprimands. Assault, destruction of public property, causing a riot, and that was only to name a few.
"Looks like someone has a bit of a temper problem."
Kaiba rested back in his high-back leather chair and smiled.
"Then again, who doesn't like a feisty girl now and again?"
Just then, Mokuba walked into his office looking as if he had something on his mind.
"What is it?"
"Big brother.. I was wondering about that girl.."
"That so-called agent? What about her?"
"Well, she, Yugi and that other guy seemed pretty worried about finding Joey. From what they told me, it's a pretty bad situation."
"What did they tell you?"
"I sort of promised I wouldn't say anything.. But I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you."
Kaiba listened intently to Mokuba's recount of what Yami and Bakura had told him of the happenings since earlier that day. Upon his conclusion, Kaiba went into deep thought.
"Well, that was a lot more than what she let on.. So Wheeler really could end up dying.. Well, one less idiot in the world...."
"Seto?"
"What?" "I think we should try to help them."
"It's not our problem, Mokuba. If Wheeler were to get himself killed, it wouldn't be any great loss to the world."
"Yeah, but you may be able to win brownie points with Rayne."
Kaiba glanced seriously at Mokuba over his laptop. It surprised him that Mokuba was becoming so perceptive for his age. He smiled arrogantly.
"Perhaps you're right. I suppose I could try to find something..."
"Send Rayne my best." Mokuba said over his shoulder as he left.
"Heh. I'll be sure to." Kaiba replied, returning to his typing.
*Will update later. *
Chapter 8: Part I & II
Joey sat on the cold, concrete floor, staring into nothingness. He knew it hadn't been that long since he woke up in this place, but it just had a way of making you feels so helpless. Not being able to sleep all night from fear of being fully investigated by his rodent bunkmates didn't help matters much either. All night he had to endure their scratching and squeaks, not to mention the odd noises he heard every now and again.
"Who woulda thought I'd end up like this. Acting like some scared little punk outta some private school."
Joey silently thought about where his captor had gone. He had come back to taunt him more throughout the night, but now he'd been gone for a couple of hours. True, he creeped Joey out to no end, but at least he could hear the sound of another human's voice.if it was human.
"I gotta find some way to keep my mind occupied. Otherwise, I'm gonna lose it."
Joey took to examining his surroundings more thoroughly. There wasn't much to look at, and the things that were there only made him cringe.
Hanging all around were thick metal chains. Moss and mold grew all along the walls of the cell, crawling up toward the ceiling. It was then Joey finally noticed it.
There so happened to be a window about 20 feet above him. It was the only thing probably letting oxygen into the prison. The light from the early morning sun shone through, and as he looked at it, Joey's hopes brightened as well.
Joey quickly thought up a plan. He knew he had to work fast, since there was no telling when Psycho Freak would get back. Looking at the chains and the way the walls were built, he figured he might be able to make it up to the window with only a few problems. Walking up to the wall where the window was located, and getting a decent grip on one of the few handholds it provided, he began the hard climb upwards.
There were a few times he had to cross over to the chains so he could get up higher, so he was glad he was so athletic.
"Guess all those As in PE weren't for nothin'."
After about a half-hour, to Joey's best guess, he finally made it to the window, only to find it barred.
"Dammit! Where the hell's all that luck I had at Duelist Kingdom?!"
He sighed heavily, and looked out the window longingly.
"And here I thought I'd finally be able to catch a break."
"Not today, little one."
Joey froze at the voice and stared at the shadow that was suddenly cast over the ground in front of the window. He was back.
"So, you thought you could escape, did you.? Guess again."
Joey felt the same sensation come over him as when he was first attacked. He body began glowing red again, and he soon found himself being torn from the window ledge and falling back down to the cell floor. He landed hard on his back, hitting his head in the process and getting knocked unconscious once again.
"You won't leave this place. Not until I get my revenge."
***
Kaiba sat in his office, rapidly striking away at his keyboard. His cerulean blue eyes had their usual iciness about them at he gazed at the screen. He so happened to be looking at Interpol's employee records he so easily hacked his way into.
Kaiba wasn't worried about being caught; he was too good for that. After all, this was the guy who built the latest in Duel Monster hologram projectors. What was a secure government site to him?
He quickly located Rayne's records and poured over them.
"Name, Rayne Misato. Age, 16. Nationality, Japanese. Height, 5'10". Weight, Undisclosed. Merits, 14. Demerits.42?"
Kaiba glanced over all the notes made for her reprimands. Assault, destruction of public property, causing a riot, and that was only to name a few.
"Looks like someone has a bit of a temper problem."
Kaiba rested back in his high-back leather chair and smiled.
"Then again, who doesn't like a feisty girl now and again?"
Just then, Mokuba walked into his office looking as if he had something on his mind.
"What is it?"
"Big brother.. I was wondering about that girl.."
"That so-called agent? What about her?"
"Well, she, Yugi and that other guy seemed pretty worried about finding Joey. From what they told me, it's a pretty bad situation."
"What did they tell you?"
"I sort of promised I wouldn't say anything.. But I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you."
Kaiba listened intently to Mokuba's recount of what Yami and Bakura had told him of the happenings since earlier that day. Upon his conclusion, Kaiba went into deep thought.
"Well, that was a lot more than what she let on.. So Wheeler really could end up dying.. Well, one less idiot in the world...."
"Seto?"
"What?" "I think we should try to help them."
"It's not our problem, Mokuba. If Wheeler were to get himself killed, it wouldn't be any great loss to the world."
"Yeah, but you may be able to win brownie points with Rayne."
Kaiba glanced seriously at Mokuba over his laptop. It surprised him that Mokuba was becoming so perceptive for his age. He smiled arrogantly.
"Perhaps you're right. I suppose I could try to find something..."
"Send Rayne my best." Mokuba said over his shoulder as he left.
"Heh. I'll be sure to." Kaiba replied, returning to his typing.
*Will update later. *