Bay: You know, I might have Mokuba die. JUST KIDDING! ^^ Or. was. I.?

Cut my life into pieces

I've reached my last resort, suffocation, no breathing

Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding

Do you even care if I die bleeding

Would it be wrong, would it be right

If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might

Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide

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Mokuba finally decided to stand and instantly doubted his decision. His clothing weighed a ton, his side still ached painfully, and now, to add to everything else, the side of his head throbbed. He gripped onto the bars that lined the side of the elevator and put his head against the wall. His vision swam and he was about to sit back down when the elevator shuddered again.

"No, no, please don't fall. I've made up my mind, I don't want to die. I want to live; I want to see my brother. I want to apologize to Twitch for hitting him like that. Don't fall, please don't fall." Another shudder rocked the elevator. 'I have to get out of here'

Mokuba looked around the elevator, and then to the ceiling. 'It's no use; I can't look for a way out if I can't see.' He sighed, this situation was hopeless, and it was time to understand that.

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"What!?" If that employee could see Seto's face right now, he'd run. Seto's face had turned exceptionally pale and shock, anger, pain, and despair seemed to register on his it all at once. "Get people down there immediately! I don't care what you have to do to get him out, just get him out!" the man ran off as fast as he could. Clicking on a mini flashlight, Seto started down to see where that elevator stopped.

The lights flickered on for a brief moment and then, just as soon as they came on, went off. 'That is a good sign'

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"Oh, do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and froe? Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a" The elevator dropped an inch causing Mokuba's heart to race. "B-bow?" He couldn't stand it any longer. Leaping up, he ran to the doors and started banging on them! "Help me! Some one please, help me!" Five minutes passed with still no answer. Mokuba slid to his knees. "Anyone" His voice cracked slightly. The elevator shook and made a terrible noise. 'Oh no, it sure didn't like me banging on it'

Tears slid down Mokuba's face. The loud shrieking the elevator did, only got louder, and then suddenly, it began decent again. This time it was far faster. 'This is it, it's not going to stop now' Mokuba screamed as the elevator plummeted. There was another loud crash and then Mokuba's world went black. Blacker then it has ever been.

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Seto had found the place where the elevator was. He shouted, hoping that Mokuba would hear him, but had no such luck.

"Mokuba, can you hear me?" Seto's heart felt like it weighed more then himself. He couldn't lose Mokuba, not after all this time, and definitely not after their fight. The people who were working on getting the door open looked worried. They know something. "What, what is it?" The one man stood.

"There is no way that the cords are going to hold him until we get this open." As if on cue, there was a terrible sound from behind the door, then a snap, and then another. It got silent for a second and then the elevator shrieked, it was a god awful noise. It told Seto two things, if this keeps up, his ears will most likely start bleeding, and that the elevator was falling.

"MOKUBA!" He ran to the door, trying desperately to get it to open. An audible crash was heard and Seto slid to the floor, tears falling from his eyes.

"Sir, that couldn't have been it, the crash would have been louder, it stopped somewhere again" Seto didn't need to be told twice, he stood up and took off to the stairs, shinning a flash light as he went.

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Mokuba opened his eyes. Upon seeing no difference between the two, he figured he was dead, blind, or still in the elevator. With a light groan, he sat up. His head was pounding, and the sound of a drill wasn't making it any better. 'Wait, a drill!' He tried to stand but hit his head on something and fell back down. Partly because of the pain in his head, and then because his foot was stuck on something. It didn't hurt though. He felt along his leg and touched some sort of liquid. It wasn't sticky. He kept feeling and then gasped. Something was going into his leg, and the liquid stuff was blood! 'But why can't I feel my leg? Shouldn't this hurt?'

Mokuba bit his lip, that might not hurt, but every other part of his body did. He stopped dead when he heard a muffled "Mokuba!"

"Seto!" He shouted. "Seto is that you!" Mokuba waited for an answer and was relieved to hear Seto.

"Mokuba, thank God, are you alright?" Seto sounded worried. 'Oh just wait until he sees me'

"I don't think so, Seto." He figured he had better tell the truth "My leg, I think it's really bad. I can't see anything, and I can't feel my whole right leg."

"That can't be good, Listen, Mokuba, just sit tight. We'll have you out of there in no time." Seto sounded so far away; Mokuba had to strain his ears to hear him. His eyes felt heavy. 'No, I have to hold on; I am not dying like this' Pain shot through Mokuba's leg like nothing he had ever felt before. He cried out in agony.

"Mokuba!? Mokuba, please hold on, we're coming" Mokuba bit his lip so hard that he tasted blood. As much as he wanted to stay awake, the blissful fog of uncounsiousness seemed to be calling to him.

"Baday" Mokuba whispered, his words slurring together as he leaned his head against the wall and let the darkness consume him.