I'm baaaaaack!!!!!  I've snared a new reviewer!  ^__^  Hope you all had a good Turkey Day!  My Thanksgiving turned out . . . interesting . . . I ended up watching my niece, a glitter-obsessed two year old O.O  I was going to meet a good friend of mine at the mall and go shopping, but it turned out like one of those stupid movies where the people wander in circles, and even pass each other but never actually meet, so I'm pretty disappointed.  Nothing a few reviews couldn't help, though . . . On with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh!

Chapter 6: Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire?

Seto tried to turn the helicopter away from the gigantic rock, and he almost succeeded.  But it was too close for him to miss it completely.  The helicopter hit the side of the mountain, seriously damaging the propellers.

"What should we so?" shouted Mokuba as Seto wrestled with the controls to keep the helicopter up in the air.

"We'll have to jump!" yelled Seto as he opened the doors.  "The water will break our fall, and we can climb out on that small island of rocks down there!"

"If you say so, big brother!"

"We jump on three!  One!  Two!  Three!" said Seto.  He jumped out of the helicopter, and felt himself hang in the air for a brief moment.  Then he went plummeting towards the ocean, his navy blue trench coat billowing out behind him.  He hit the water with a splash, and immediately surfaced.  Behind him, he heard the sound of the helicopter crashing into the water.

"Mokuba!" he called.  "Mokuba!  Where are you!"

There was no answer.

"Mokuba!" yelled Seto, a note of panic rising into his voice.  He must still be in the helicopter! thought Seto.  He took a deep breath and dove beneath the waves.

            Swimming down, Seto peered through the blue-green water for a glimpse of his brother.  He spied the copter balanced precariously on a rocky shelf.  The passenger door was open, and Mokuba was frantically trying to pull his foot loose.  Seto could see the fear etched on his brother's face as bubbles escaped his mouth.  Seto swam as fast as he could towards the helicopter.  Mokuba slowly stopped struggling, and went limp as the copter wobbled dangerously.  If it lost its balance, it would fall to the bottom of the ocean, dragging Mokuba down with it. 

Seto reached it in a matter of moments and pried Mokuba's foot loose from where it had been wedged between the seat and the wall.  As he swam out with his brother tucked safely under his arm, the copter slid off the edge and was lost to sight.  Seto reached the surface of the water, gasping for air.  He swam over to the rock island and climbed out.  Seto sat and rested while Mokuba coughed up the seawater he had swallowed.

 "Eww, gross!" said Mokuba, making a face at the taste of the salty water.  Seto smiled and breathed a sigh of relief to see that his brother was safe.  Slowly, he got to his feet.

"What do we do now, Seto?" asked Mokuba, also standing up.

"I don't know, Mokuba," answered Seto, looking at the empty expanse of water as the fog cleared.  "I don't know."

            Another day, another chapter . . . have a good weekend and I'll update tomorrow!  If I get lots of reviews, I may even put up two chapters tomorrow!