Pegasus-bashing warning for the rest of the story and a new character added.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING.  Except for Cocriboh.  Hong-Ming owns herself, and the bells belong to Garth Nix.  Read the Abhorsen trilogy for more details.

Seto to the Rescue! Chapter Seven

The Bells of Copyright Violations

Cocriboh was pulling Seto west about as quickly as the coconut Duel Monster could go – which wasn't very fast.

"Hurry hurry hurry!" she chirped, all the while going about two miles an hour.  Seto sweatdropped as they passed by various Duel Monsters and people, all of whom grinned and waved with hands, paws, claws, or tails.  Some even yelled, "Hurry now, Kaiba!  Go rescue Isis!  Help him, Cocriboh!"

This left Seto wondering, 'How many friends does DG HAVE?' Just as that thought entered his mind, a familiar-looking pink bunny hopped across the road, crying, "Hey Kaiba!  Hey Kaiba!  Hey Cocriboh!"

Cocriboh giggled. "Hey Funny Bunny!"

Seto glared at the little fuzzball. "I thought DG hated Pegasus."

Cocriboh shrugged. "She does, but she likes annoying you."

Just as she said that, Pegasus himself ran across the street, yelling, "No!  Nooo!  I don't want to go back!" Oddly enough, he was being chased by a girl, apparently another one of DG's friends.  Cocriboh grabbed the girl's sleeve, stopping her in her tracks. "Why are you chasing him?"

The girl blinked. "That's right.  Why AM I chasing him?" Seto sweatdropped, noticing for the first time the bandolier of seven bells that hung on her chest.

The girl drew the second to the last bell, which was also the second largest, and rang it, swinging it in an arc. "Oh, Maximillion Pegasus!" she called. "Obey me!"

Pegasus didn't stop running. "Nooo!  NOOO!!!  NEVER!!!!"

Tiny question marks appeared around the girl's head. "Why aren't the bells working?"

DG popped up in front of her and whispered something in her ear.  The other girl sweatdropped. "What?  The bells don't work in this world?  Why not?"

DG held up a finger, grinning. "Easy.  I'm the authoress.  It's copyright violation if they do work."

"Not even one?" the other girl whined.

"Fine.  Astarael." DG said.

"No, not Astarael.  Saraneth, so I can control Pegasus."

DG smirked. "Okay.  Saraneth it is, Amane."

"How many times do I have to tell you?  My name's not Amane!"

"Okay, Keiko," DG answered, grinning evilly as the other girl started scowling.

"Just call me Hong-Ming."

"But Amane sounds so much better!" DG protested.

"Whatever," Hong-Ming answered, ringing the bell again. "Maximillion Pegasus!  You will do as I tell you!"

Pegasus stopped in his tracks, his eyes glazing over. "Yes, mistress," he said tonelessly.

DG saw Seto staring at her and shrugged. "Saraneth the Binder binds Pegasus to her will.  Kinda like the Millennium Rod."

"I thought Pegasus was dead," Seto said.

DG grinned. "He is," she said mysteriously before disappearing into thin air again.

Hong-Ming glanced at Seto. "I think you should go rescue your girlfriend now," she chirped, as Seto bristled with anger. "Not much further now," she told him. "C'mon, Cocriboh.  Let's go join DG.  Oh, and Seto, my loyal servant Pegasus will be your guide."

Seto sweatdropped. "Why Pegasus?"

Hong-Ming's grin grew wider. "Because he's an idiot and no one'll care if he gets hurt.  Right, Pegsy?" she asked the man.

"That is true, mistress," he answered. "No one cares about me."

Seto shook his head. "Man, that mind-control thing is pretty much total, isn't it?"

Hong-Ming smiled. "Yup.  It's a lot better than the Millennium Rod for that.  Unfortunately, it doesn't work as well on living people."

"So Pegasus IS dead," Seto exclaimed. "How did DG bring him back?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the sky, accompanied by a roll of thunder. "Do not question the mystical powers of the authoress," it boomed.

Hong-Ming sweatdropped. "What she said.  That was an example of authoress powers, if you couldn't tell." Then, lower, she muttered, "Showoff." Shaking her head, she turned to Cocriboh. "C'mon, let's go."  The two disappeared.

Seto turned to Pegasus. "Well?  Aren't we going to go?"

"Yes," the dead guy answered mechanically. "Come.  Follow me to reach Isis."

Seto followed, once again wondering if life could get any stranger.  He was following a mind-controlled dead guy to the place where a girl he didn't care too much about was being held hostage.  Oh well.  Rescuing Isis was better than rescuing DG.