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A/N: Thanks for reading :) Here's chapter 8 :) Enjoy! –- Razzleteddy

Cry of Echoes

Seto creased his brow in a determined state while he studied the riddle over carefully. He just let it fizzle in his mind but there was no need for it really because he knew exactly where to go. So, he grabbed for Joey's arm with haste, "Come on. We don't have time to waste!" pulled him along.

"Wait!" Joey pulled back a bit, "What about the cops?"

Seto then whipped around with a serious look, the thoughts of Mokuba never left his mind. "Jesus Joey, you heard what he said." He lined his brow at him, "No police."

"Yeah but we still have to report this Seto." Joey wrenched his arm away from his tight grip. He couldn't believe on what his love suggested and lined his brow more serious than his, "We can't just go off and-"

"Joey." Seto began as he tried to remain calm enough to think. However, all he thought about was Mokuba and the danger he was in. He shook his head at the thought, "I can't rely on the police to get Mokuba back alive. We don't know what we're dealing with here."

"Yeah, we could be dealing with professional killers!" Joey crossed his arms with a raised voice. "We still should let the law handle this Seto!"

"Right, the keyword here is killers Joey!" Seto shouted back as he dismissed his last statement, his voice laced with slight fear. Reason had fully left his mind and replaced by Mokuba, he had to save him. "Look, you can stay here and deal with the cops if you want to. But for me, I'm going out there to find my brother." And with that he ran out of the house quick as a flash.

"Seto!" Joey called after him then hardened his face at Seto's irrationality. Suddenly he heard the squeaking of tires, "Shit!" He had better hurry if he wanted to catch him. But first he went over and grabbed for the phone then tossed it to Mr. Fields. "Call for help, okay," he then ran out of there.

Mr. Fields nodded as he watched him leave. However, he just stared at the phone and debated whether to call the police. By the sound of the man's voice, it wasn't safe for Mokuba. He then turned tearfully and viewed his beloved friends who rested motionless on the floor. No, it wouldn't be safe for Mokuba and reluctantly he settled the phone down with a very sad heart.

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Seto thought about the fear his brother displayed on the screen. He creased his brow with ferocity then flared his eyes at the man who had caused it. He swore. He swore with every fiber of his being if any one of them harmed his little brother. They would be dead, all of them. He would make sure of that. "Don't worry Mokuba, I'll save you," he narrowed his eyes, "I swear it."

"Seto! Wait!"

Seto looked up to the rearview mirror and spotted Joey who was running after him. He immediately slammed on the brakes and stopped the car fully. Joey hurried up the passenger side door and jumped in with a huff. He slammed the door shut, "I wish would you listen to reason here!"

"I don't have time for this Joey!" Seto stepped on the gas again. Time was important and they shouldn't waste it. "So buckle your seatbelt!"

"Boy, you have lost your mind!"

Seto ignored that as he made his way down the road. Joey threw his seatbelt on, "Don't you even know where you're going?" He sucked in a sharp breath as they made a sharp turn around a corner.

"Of course I do." Seto calmly answered as he lined his eyes serious.

"Where?"

Seto didn't answer but instead drove down the street at fast speed. He chewed his lip then prayed that the heavens would watch over his brother and keep him safe. He hoped they heard his prayer above.

"Seto, where are we going?" Joey asked again in consternation.

"We're heading for Domino's Exhibit Museum."

"The museum," Joey watched him speed through the city streets without caution, "Why there?" he clutched his teeth when they ran through a red light.

"The riddle," Seto inhaled a breath. "The answer is at the museum," he creased his brow seriously. "If we play his stupid game it'll be easier to find Mokuba. It's the only way Joey."

Joey raised his brow then as he remembered the riddle, the game, of course! He forgot all about that. So, the first clue is at the museum. "But that's a big place," he frowned a moment, "How do we know where to look?"

Seto rutted his brow with a deep thought. "We'll find out when we get there. Call Bakura's cell and tell him to meet us at the museum fast."

"Bakura…?"

"Just do it."

Joey just gave him a 'don't give me that tone' look but did as Seto asked. He pulled out his cell phone, "I still should be calling the cops…" he mumbled under his breath then dialed the number. He waited for a few moments. "Hello Bakura? … Bakura, we have trouble! ..."

Seto pulled the car into a screeching halt in front of the entrance and got out. He ran up to the main doors and studied around his surroundings very carefully. Nothing here… he sighed.

Joey finished his conversation and luckily, Bakura and his husband were still at the arena. They were about to leave for home when he called so it wouldn't take them long to get there. He got out of the car and followed Seto. "Wait for me!" he ran up to him out of breath. "See anything Set?" he viewed around as well.

"No, that means that it could be inside," Seto crumple his brow seriously then walked up to the door and pulled at it. However, he frowned at the locked door and hit it hard with frustration "Damnit, shit!"

Joey frowned worriedly when the doors didn't budge an inch. "The place is close." He then sighed deeply, "We would have asked someone to come and open it for us."

"We have no time!" Seto picked up a rock as he said this and glared at the door. He was about to smash the glass in when it was grabbed out of his hand by Joey. "Hey!" he turned to him.

"Wait, does breaking and entering ring any bells here! The place's wired with alarms!" Joey tossed the rock back down upon the ground. "Do you want to get arrested?"

Seto rubbed his temples, he felt completely helpless. "We gotta get in Joey."

"Well," Joey sighed and looked up as he thought for a moment. "Maybe there's an alarm box somewhere," he rubbed his forehead. "We could try to defuse the system ourselves."

"Of course!" Seto looked up somewhat excitedly. "Joey, you're a genius!" He kissed him and broke into a run, "Come on! They usually kept it in the back!" he called out.

Joey smiled a bit and followed him. He ran hurriedly to the back of the build and watched Seto stopped in his tracks then viewed around with squinted eyes. However, Joey spotted the fuse box first, "There it is!" he pointed out at the far right corner.

Seto ran over to it and picked up a small rock. He smashed the box open with a smirk then cracked his knuckles with ease. "All right, this should be easy."

Joey looked over his shoulder and viewed the controls. "Are you sure you can do this?" he inhaled a short breath.

Seto smirked over his shoulder with 'are you kidding?' look. "Of course I can. This is kids' stuff. I mean I've grown up with computers after all." He began to type in several codes as he hacked into the system, "Hmm... this will take a few minutes."

"Well hurry," Joey looked around worriedly and hoped that nobody was watching them. Suddenly, he frowned when he thought about his father who had expected him to be home right about now. He knew this would probably piss off him but threw that thought out his mind anyway. "No Mokuba is more important," he thought with sad eyes and hoped the boy was okay.

"I got it! The alarm's down!" Seto exclaimed as he pulled him from his thoughts. "Let's go!" And with that, the both of them ran back over to the front entrance again.

"Babe, we still got a problem here. The door is still locked." Joey reminded with a small frown.

Seto narrowed his eyes at the door. He wasn't going let anything get in his way. "We have to break the glass then," he picked up the same rock had before and was about throw it when...

"May I suggest a pick tool?"

The both of them jumped startled and then turned around. Seto sighed with some relief when he saw who it was. "Bakura, don't sneak on us like that!" he whispered angrily and threw the rock down.

Bakura just smirked at him, "Sorry, my bad."

Marik walked up to them and viewed Seto's bloody clothes with some shock, "My lord, what happ-"

"No time to explain Marik." Seto cut him off as he viewed over to the former thief. "Bakura, can you open the doors?" He rutted his brow a little, "I mean pick the locks or something. We need to get inside."

Bakura raised a brow at him and wondered if it was a joke from his friend. "You're kidding me right?" He then pointed at the lock doors. "I mean you want to do what now?" he asked in a stunned voice.

Seto became serious, "I want you to pick the locks and open the doors."

"Yeah but…" Bakura couldn't help it and gave out a slight laugh. He found it to be a bit ridiculous on what his friend wanted him to do. He knew his record and knew he could land into serious trouble. "Isn't that like, I don't know, breaking and entering here?"

"That was what I was saying."

Seto viewed over to Joey and warned him to shut up then turned his attention back to Bakura. On the other hand, the intimidation didn't fazed the blond teen one bit, nope not at all. Joey just crossed his arms tightly against his chest and threw him a glare of his own.

"You're serious aren't you?" Bakura viewed his face more closely then saw the desperation in his eyes. "All right," he pulled his tool kit from his pocket, unzipped it. He grabbed an instrument and proceeded to pick the locks.

"You keep pick tools in your pocket Bakura?" Joey a raised brow, "Wouldn't that get you into trouble or something?" he knew about his record.

Bakura sighed tiredly. "Most likely, if I get caught here." He continued to do his task anyway. "Just out of curiosity fellows," he sighed a bit, "Mind telling us why we're breaking in here?" he viewed Seto over for a moment but got nothing. His friend just stood there silent and posed like a stone with no emotion.

Hmm, no clues there, Bakura then viewed over to Joey who appeared to twitch with anxiousness. He smirked when he spotted something in his eyes. However, before he could drill the teen for answers he continued to pick the lock with ease. Suddenly he grinned at the sound of a click. "Yup, still got it," he pulled the door open for everyone.

Joey fidgeted a little as he reluctantly stepped back with uneasiness. He knew they were about to commit a serious crime here. So, he creased his brow a little, "I don't know about this guys. We could get into serious trouble here."

"Come on." Marik rolled his eyes at the teen. "Don't be such a wuss Joey," he crossed his arms with a smirk. He saw Joey turned to him sharp at that.

Joey turned to him a bit sharp, "I am not a wuss!" he hissed at him before he looked back to the awaited door. "I just think this isn't a good idea is all," he rutted his brow with doubt.

"Then stay here." Seto simply said in his usual tone then went into the building without hesitation. He must as well go all the way and sure as hell wasn't going to stop for anything. He couldn't, had no time to debate because time was important and not to be wasted, he thought again.

Bakura and Marik both viewed each other and was about to followed Seto inside. However, Marik stopped and peeked over to his shoulder to Joey who still looked at them unsure. So he raised a brow at him, "Coming?"

Joey inhaled a breath as he thought for a moment. "Shit," he pinched at his eyes, he felt stuck between a rock and hard place. What should he do? Should he cross that line? He then pictured Mokuba's scared face and narrowed his eyes determinedly. "Yeah, just let me call Yami." He pulled his phone out of his pocket again, "We need somebody here who at least has some common sense."

Marik shook his head a little while the both of them waited for the teen anyway. They didn't know what all this was all about but knew it must be serious, it might be best to get the explanation from him instead from Seto.

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