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A/N: Thanks for reading :) Here's chapter 7 :) Enjoy! –- Razzleteddy

Cry of Echoes

Seto stood there, his face slightly soaked with dry tears. He felt all his emotions disappeared from him in instant. The smell of the blood flooded his nostrils while the phone's tone echoed throughout his ears. He viewed the clock tick by slowly like paint that dried on a wall. Suddenly, images of his baby brother flashed through his mind, it raced repeatedly with horrid thoughts. Suddenly, he saw the TV blazed on as the picture came into focus.

"Good evening Seto!" a man greeted.

Seto hardened his brow. He put the phone down. He viewed the TV screen with fury in his eyes, only a little bit of light shown but he could make out some details. The room appeared to be rundown and old with rotten wood.

After he took that in, he viewed three men who stood in the darken room. Two thin blonds and a black haired one, all dressed in black. The main man who had spoken sat cloaked, hidden within the shadows. He just stared blankly while he waited for the man to continue.

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Mokuba awoke drowsily and groaned as he felt his body ach. He felt his cheek throbbed with stinging hurt. "S-Seto?" he wondered where he was. He looked around frightened. He saw nothing but darkness because his eyes were covered with tape. "H-Hello?" he pushed himself upward then tugged at his chained hands. By what he could tell, he was chained to steel attached to a squeaky bed. "Hello? Is anyone there?" he asked again but nothing came. Slowly, he wept as the memories of what happened played before his shielded eyes. "Oh Nanny," he sniffed mournfully, "J-Jonathan."

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"It's so nice to see you! You're probably wondering who I am. Don't worry Seto, you'll find out soon enough. If you're smart enough that is."

Seto pressed his lips thin as the man snickered balmy. It obviously hit a nerve but he just stood there and showed no weakness. He wouldn't give whoever it was the satisfaction. Instead, he narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Where's-my-brother?" he growled at him, he studied the room as much as possible.

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Baiko then grinned mischievously. "Little Mokuba," he snapped his fingers which singled for one of his men. In the reflection of the screen, he watched Washi walked out and on to the boy's room with a smirk.

Toson stood there and enjoyed the scene but frowned a little while he rubbed his throat. It throbbed with a little bit of pain from where Baiko had choked him early. As for Eizo however, he just sighed, he didn't like the whole thing, not at all. He felt sorry for the kid, for both of them.

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Seto eyes flared while he watched one of the blonds left the room. Joey finally stood up from where he was and went over next to him. "What is it you want?" he viewed the man with a bit of fear and waited for an answer.

"Seto my boy, here's my proposal. I want you to play a little game I've set up. Oh, let's just say for my amusement. Oh, don't get me wrong. I do have others reasons too but will get into that later. Now let's get to the matter at hand shall we. I have scattered several clues all around the city for you to find. Of course, it should be easy for you to piece the puzzle together and find me considering how smart you are." He smirked, "The rules are."

Then they heard him laughed joylessly before he continued.

"T-There are no rules, anything goes except for two things. One, no police, none. I mean how can we enjoy ourselves if we have cops snooping around. So, let's keep it fair shall we. Second, you have exactly twenty-four hours. You see, little Mokuba is wearing a little time bomb device set for twenty-four. At the end of that time, it will go off. Boom, little Mokie will be no more!"

Joey then stiffened with shock and looked on in disbelief. He couldn't believe on what he just heard, what lunacy. "You're nuts!" He sucked a sharp breath, "You can't away with this!" he yelled angrily at the TV.

Seto wondered who this man was and why he was doing this. "Why?"

"I been watching you for a long time Seto and like I've said, I have my reasons."

Seto just stood there somewhat stunned while Joey looked on in dismay. Dreadful fear filled his whole body as he thought about Mokuba. "Please... please don't harm Mokuba," he pleaded with the man.

"Oh, I can't make any promises there Joey."

Seto flared his eyes at the cloaked man as he stiffened his whole body with rage. He inhaled a deep breath, "You harm my brother in anyway. I'll KILL you," he threatened heatedly.

Joey crossed his arms sharply. He watched the man just laugh, "HE means it!"

Suddenly they looked on in fear when a small box popped up in the corner of the screen. There was Mokuba who cowered on a bed, shackled and blindfolded with tape as he wept. Seto looked on with fear, "Mokuba…"

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Washi walked down the hallway and entered the boy's room with a devious smirk. He pushed the door open then stood there for a few minutes. He watched the boy quiver on the bed every so often. He's going to enjoy this.

Mokuba gulped as he heard the door creak open. "H-Hello, who's there?" He asked but didn't get a reply, so he creased his brow a bit fearful. "Please let me go, please," he begged.

Washi chortled somewhat as he set up the camera on him and turned it on. Mokuba inhaled a breath at the commotion and wondered what the stranger was doing. "Please mister, let me go," he whimpered yet again. However, Washi just walked over to him slowly.

Mokuba backed away a bit from the sound of the stranger's footsteps. He was about to say something again when quickly he felt the man grabbed at him. "No! Let me go! Leave me alone!" he started to struggle.

Washi forced him down flat on the bed with a laugh and began to stroke his hair. He looked up with a smirk while the boy cried as struggled underneath him.

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Seto viewed with anxiety eyes as fear gripped his whole body. He watched the blond approached his little brother, watched him grabbed for Mokuba and forced him down flat on the bed then looked up with a smirk.

"No, let me go! Leave me alone!"

He heard his brother cry as he struggled against him. That caused Seto's body to stiffen more heatedly. How dare he even touch Mokuba! He narrowed his eyes, "GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!" he bellowed.

"Now, now Seto, watch your mouth."

Seto heard the man scolded in a very cold tone. He looked up with pierced eyes and was about to reply when he saw him leaned forward into the light a little bit. "Come on, a little more you bastard so I see you ugly face."

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Baiko leaned forward and narrowed his own eyes. "Now Seto, remember. You have at least twenty-four hours to complete this game. Or I'm afraid I have to mail your brother back to you in pieces."

Eizo had enough so, he walked out of there and instead headed for Mokuba's room to stop Washi from doing harm to the boy. He just shook his head with disapproval, "God damn him."

Baiko then smirked once again. "Well Seto, before we go I'll give you a little hint to find your first clue. Riddle me this The Riddler would say! I hold frozen time. What am I?" He grinned, "Tick-tock goes the clock!" he cackled madly and turned off the screen, "Well, let the game begin!"

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An in instant the screen went motionless but Seto still watched the screen with a blinking stare. He felt rage took hold of his entire body. He then grasped hold of his beloved locket that contained his little brother photo. "He better not hurt him."

Joey then wrinkled his brow with distress. "Seto, what are we going to do?"

Seto turned to him about to reply when suddenly the TV went off which gave off this high pitch sound. He grabbed hold of Joey and threw him to the floor, "Look out! It's going to blow!"

TV exploded and then released this small fiery blaze. Seto viewed over his shoulder that use to be TV and sighed seriously. He stood up as he helped Joey to his feet as well. Joey looked at the TV with widened eyes, "Damn."

However, Seto creased his brow in determination then remembered the riddle. He only studied it for a moment before he knew exactly where to go. "Come on, we don't have time to waste!"

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