~*Breakthrough and a Singer of Stars*~
~*The following song came from Michael Jackson's "Little Susie". You guys should download this song. Even though MJ isn't as what we expect him to be, this song is really freaky. If you listen to it while reading this, you'll see what I mean*~
"It can't be!" Tea exclaimed. "It just can't be!" her hands shook so badly that the papers almost fell to the floor.
"What is it?" Yami and Marik picked up the remaining pages, looking it over.
"Yes," Rishid nodded. "We we're blown away completely! Those numbers belong to Santa's precious victims Serenity, Mai and your cousin Midori."
"But…how…it can't be." Tea's voice shook.
"At first, I thought those three could have done it themselves." Namu sipped on his coffee. "When I looked at the dates, however, I knew something was really bizarre. All I can think of is the killer making time with each of its victims' cell phone."
"That son of a bitch is getting craftier every minute." Marik muttered.
Ishizu looked up at the clock. "Oh dear you guys, I have to get to work. My boss called earlier to ask me to work a two hour shift at Club Electra." She then stood up.
"I have to get going as well," Yami stood up. "Promised to meet up with Joey at the hospital." He then turned to Ishizu. "I can drop you on the way there."
Ishizu nodded. "All right. But aren't you going to take Tea along?"
"I think it's best if she stayed." Yami kissed his girlfriend on her forehead. "I don't want the killer to go after her again."
"Good point." Tea kissed Yami on the cheek.
Two Hours Later…"Beautiful singing Ishizu. Just beautiful like every night."
"Thanks Takasaki." Ishizu smiled at the manager of Club Electra. She had been singing part time for a few years. Tonight, she sang numerous Christmas songs for all her regular customers.
"So, same time tomorrow?" Takasaki grinned.
"You bet." Ishizu beamed. Her eyes watched Takasaki leaving the club. The club was empty and Ishizu was in her dressing room still in her skimpy Santa suit. Smiling to herself, she picked up her backpack and left the room. The club had been rebuilt during the summer and a second story had been added.
"Ishizu…" a dark voice called out.
"Huh?" Ishizu looked around. "Who's there?"
All the lights had gone out leaving Ishizu in the still of the darkness except for the illuminating ray of the moonlight that basked its presence through a window.
Suddenly, a figure stepped from the darkness. Soft music that resembled something from a music box played and a dark voice started to sing.
Somebody killed little IshizuThe girl with the tune
Who sings in the daytime at noon
She was there screaming
Beating her voice in her doom
But nobody came to her soon...
"What the hell?!?" Ishizu's eyes darted around. "Who are you? Come out this instant!!"
A fall down the stairs
Her dress torn
Oh the blood in her hair...
A mystery so sullen in air
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderlyLift her with care,
Oh the blood in her hair...
At that point, her tormentor shoved her down the stairs as hard as he could. Before she could react, Ishizu felt herself falling forward. She could not hear herself screaming for the song that her attacker was singing was all she can hear. Time slowed down for her for a slight moment before she finally landed head first on the floor.
Everyone came to see
The girl that now is dead
So blind stare the eyes in her head...
And suddenly a voice from the crowd said
This girl lived in vain
Her face bear such agony, such strain...
But only the man from next door
Knew little Ishizu and how he cried
As he reached down
To close Ishizu's eyes...
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderly
Lift her with care
Oh the blood in her hair...
Her world grew dark before her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Something warm and thick oozed out. Ishizu's fingers dipped into the liquid only to realize that it was her own blood.
It was all for god's sake
For her singing the tune
For someone to feel her despair
To be damned to know hoping is dead and you're doomed
Then to scream out
And nobody's there...
She knew no one cared...
She watched her attacker standing over her, a cruel smirk curled his lips. Removing his mask, he laughed softly at the way Ishizu looked. The sound of the music box tone continued to pound into her head as he continued to sing.
Ishizu was shocked at who stood before her as she could easily see his face from the moonlight. Her lips parted to whisper an audible whisper…his name.
"It doesn't matter Ishizu." He kicked her to the side, causing her to roll onto her stomach, her face landed in her own blood. Reaching inside his jacket, he took out a towel, wiping the blood off his shoes and his hands. He then finished off his song, the music box still in his hand.
Father left home, poor mother died
Leaving Ishizu alone
Grandfather's soul too had flown...
No one to care
Just to love her
How much can one bear
Rejecting the needs in her prayers...
Neglection can kill
Like a knife in your soul
Oh it will
Little Ishizu fought so hard to live...
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderly
Lift her with care
So young and so fair
He took a last glance at Ishizu, his eyes bored into her form. He then took out the picture of Ishizu, tearing it in half. He then made his way up the stairs and into Ishizu's dressing room. Closing her door, he noticed pictures of her friends, which included Yugi and the gang. Taking a pen from the desk, he crossed out the pictures of Mai and Serenity. He pulled out the thumbtack that held Tea's picture before placing it in his pocket.
"One more week to go Tea." He smirked, taking out a dart. "Now…hmm…who shall be the next one to go?" he then threw the dart at a random picture.
Approaching the door, he took a look at the picture he just struck. A sadistic smirk came about his lips. "Well, I heard of blondes having a lot more fun but this is just another dumb blonde."
"You know Marik," Tea watched Marik wrap the bandage around her arm. "I could really appreciate this a lot. Even if we aren't a couple, you actually still care."
"That pretty silly for you to think that," Marik grinned. "I still care after all this time."
"Yeah…well…" Tea started to say. Suddenly, her phone started to ring. Reaching inside her pocket, she took it out, checking the phone number.
"Is it the killer?" Marik looked up at Tea.
"No, it's Joey." Tea replied, answering her phone. "Hello?"
"Tea," said Joey. "You might want to turn to channel five."
"Why? What's going on?" Tea picked up the remote, switching on the television. She then switched it to channel five.
"Top news of the hour," the newscaster announced. "A young girl has been found dead in Club Electra at around 1a.m. Police identified her as Ishizu Ishtar…"
"Oh my God, Ishizu!" Tea watched in horror as the TV screen exposed Ishizu's dead body, her face lying in her own blood.
"Ishizu…" Marik watched the TV as well.
"According to authorities, Ishtar has died of multiple skull fractures. Police have at least one evidence that could help them in their case. Though lights were a concern, security cameras remained functional although police will have trouble identifying the attacker. According to sources, the killing of Ishizu Ishtar and two other girls as well as the case of the still missing Midori Hamasaki are all connected and no suspects have been found as of this date…"
"Oh my God! Ishizu, who's done this to you?" a single tear streaked down Tea's face.
Marik dropped his hands to his side. "Maybe they took her to the hospital. Maybe the news is lying. She can't be dead. You know how some people are? They're just unconscious and they think they're dead but they're actually alive once they reach the hospital…"
"Marik calm down." Tea stood up. "Let's go to the hospital to see your sister. I'll drive."
"Oh no you don't!" Marik stood up, taking out his keys. "I'll drive. Your arm still needs some healing after being sliced open.
~*To Be Continued*~