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A/N: Thanks for reading :) Here's chapter 10 :) Enjoy! –- Razzleteddy

Cry of Echoes

Yami raced through the streets on his way to the museum but he had to be careful. He didn't want some cop pull him over for speeding. However, the frantic call from Joey was enough to summon him to his friend's aid so in great apprehension. He stepped on the gas and hoped it wasn't bad.

"Yami, did Joey say what was wrong?" Yugi asked concerned.

Yami rutted his brow as he wondered the same thing. However, Joey wouldn't tell him, not over the phone. He inhaled a breath, "No. He just said Seto's in trouble and get my ass down to the museum fast."

"It must be important." Yugi became worried. "I mean being in the middle of the night and all."

"It is."

Ryou sighed with concern as he hanged on his every word. "I hope it's not that serious." He rutted his own brow and looked over to Malik, who had the same look as everyone else.

"Me too," Malik wrapped his arms around his love, worried himself. They were lucky though, Yami drove them about half home when the call came in. Then suddenly he thought of something, their brothers. They must have left the arena by now. They had stayed behind to take care of something. So they asked Yami to drive them home. Marik and Baraka would be worry when they discover that they aren't at home yet. "I should call Marik and let him know what's going on."

Ryou then nodded with agreement, "Yeah, Bakura too."

"Unfortunately boys, I forget my phone at home but don't worry. We'll call them when we get there."

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Meanwhile, twenty-five minutes had passed.

Seto and the rest met back up in the main lobby, all with disappointed looks. They've searched as much as they could but found nothing because the museum was so huge. Joey cringed out of breath and felt his legs ache because he ran all over the place. "You're sure you didn't find anything?"

Bakura shook his head annoyed, "Nope, nothing."

"Damnit!" Seto started to pace back and forth nervously. "There's gotta be something I'm missing here." He racked his brain as he repeated the riddle over, "I hold frozen time. What does it mean?"

"Do you think the riddle has a double meaning to it?" Marik furrowed his brow.

Seto then stopped for a moment at the thought, "A double meaning hmmm..." He began to pace once again while he continued with his thoughts. "What's the answer?" he rubbed his forehead.

"Joey!"

Joey looked up and saw Yami rushed into the room. He smiled a little, glad that he had finally arrived. If anyone could help Seto out of this mess, it would be him, "Yami, I'm glad you here!" he exclaimed.

Yami stopped out of breath and viewed Seto in bloody clothes plus a guard who rested on the floor unconscious. He sucked in breath and looked at each of them. "What are you doing breaking in here?" He furrowed his brow stern, "Have you all lost your minds?" He knelt down and checked him for a pulse then closed his eyes relieved to find one. "And what about this poor man…" he sighed for a moment, "He needs medical attention."

"Not yet, he doesn't." Seto stopped his pacing for a moment to view him.

Yami stared at him with disbelief. "What in the hell is going on?" He asked him with some alarm, he knew there was trouble but he would have never guessed this kind. "Well?"

Seto didn't answer him but instead went on pacing with heavy thoughts and tried to analyze the riddle more. Therefore, Joey pulled him aside and explained the whole situation that they faced when finally Yami interrupted him, shock with disbelief. "I can't' believe it," he looked toward Seto and watched him pace left to right. "Seto, why haven't you called the police?"

"We can't call the police."

"But still."

"Still nothing," Seto paused. He was dead serious in his eyes, "No police."

Yami blinked at him stunned. "Seto…" he walked up to him just as serious as he was. "Will you listen to your senses? Things look bad enough as it is," he had to try to reason with his friend.

"Yami, please spare me the goodie speech here okay." Seto rubbed his forehead roughly. He needed to concentrate on the riddle. He then glanced at his watch and spotted the time. "Besides, I don't have time to waste listening to it."

"Seto, we can't go off breaking the law ourselves!" Yami crossed his arms, "You should stop this before you dig yourself a hole that would be hell to crawl out of!"

"You don't understand Yami! They're going to kill him!" Seto finally shouted while he let his emotions get the best of him momentarily. He saw everyone looked at him then he faced the floor. "Look…" he swallowed a little, "All I care about is getting Mokuba back alive, nothing else matters." He viewed everyone again, "So, if can't handle the way I do things then leave now and let me be," he turned around to continue with his search.

"Babe, wait." Joey walked up to him finally and stopped before he left. "I still think you're nuts... but I sure as hell won't let you go on alone." With that said he looked back over to Yami and hoped he would wouldn't either.

Yami viewed Joey's face and deeply sighed. He walked up to them then rested a reassuring hand on Seto's shoulder to show his support. He knew there was no stopping him and knew his friend would need his help, even though he doesn't seem like he does. What can he do? Mokuba's life was at stake and he couldn't turn him down. "Well…" he sighed again, "We better find that clue then."

"Right!"

Seto faced his friends and his love and saw their strong-minded looks. He knew they would do whatever it took to help get Mokuba back home unharmed. He nodded a brief thank you and showed a half a smile, "All right then." He began to pace again as he let his mind return to the riddle.

However, a couple of minutes of that he finally had enough. "Shit, what does it mean!" he said, "Come on Seto, think, think," abruptly, he stopped in front of the gift shop and viewed a particular display with deep thought.

Joey went over to him worriedly, "Seto? Di-"

"Joey! What do you see there?" Seto pointed to the display seriously.

Joey viewed into the window, "Cameras and pictures frames. Why?"

"Pictures…" Seto raised an eyebrow. "They hold frozen time... don't they?"

Yami walked up and viewed the display. "Do you think it's in the gift shop?"

Seto shook his head no, "What another things besides pictures the can hold frozen time?"

Yami wrinkled his own brow as he thought it over himself but couldn't come up with anything that sounded reasonable. He was about say something when Bakura chimed in, "Paintings are like pictures in a way."

Seto suddenly spun around. "Paintings, that's it!"

They all ran up the side stairs to the third floor into the painting gallery then stood there and viewed the displays. "Seto, Look over here!" Marik called out. Seto ran over to where he stood and widened his eyes on what he saw. There on the wall was a painting of different clocks.

Seto inhaled a breath. "I hold frozen time, this must be it." He walked up to the painting and felt around the back. Abruptly, he came somewhat relieved when he found a big brown envelope. He pulled it out and ripped it open then viewed inside. With trembling hands, he pulled out a piece of paper and a black and white picture. He viewed the picture with a raised brow. It was picture of chess pieces scattered on a table. "What does... this mean?" he asked in confusion as he looked at the picture more.

Joey looked over his shoulder, "Chess pieces?" he asked just as puzzled.

"Man," Bakura took hold of the picture and studied it himself. "This just proves this guy is a nutcase," he furrowed his brow seriously.

"Why would he give you a picture of chess pieces?" Marik stood next to his husband to view the pictures as well. "I mean I don't get it."

Yami inhaled a breath with worry and dread that filled him. "Seto, what does the note say?" He crossed his arms as he stared at the note. Seto furrowed his brow and opened the note with a heavy breath then began to read the note aloud for everyone...

Congratulations! You've found the first clue!

Seto my boy, now I know you're not a fool!

Your brother is waiting for you, kiddo!

So don't worry Seto, only five more to go!

Seto crumpled the note up angrily, "Five! We have to find five clues!" he turned around and punched the wall with fury. "Damnit, we don't have time to prance around this crappy city!" He saddened his eyes, "Oh Mokuba, I don't want to fail you." He leaned his forehead against the wall as he whispered. He felt helpless, ire and scared all at once. Just when he thought he was getting closer, he felt more lost then when this whole thing started.

"Set…" Yami wanted to know something, "Do you know who this guy is?"

Seto shook his head, "No. I couldn't see his face but…" he went into thought.

Joey then creased his brow, "But what?"

Seto looked up at him. "His voice sounded familiar, as if I heard it somewhere before. But I can't put my finger on it yet," he rubbed his forehead when he felt a headache form.

Marik wrinkled his brow a bit troubled. "I don't want to interrupt here but we shouldn't waste time. Seto, is there another riddle we have to follow? Check the envelope."

Seto then looked within the envelope and pulled out another note. "Yes."

Bakura walked up to him and viewed it with curiosity. "What does it say?"

Seto cleared his throat and read it aloud for everyone…

I want to play! How about you?

With my shovel and pail, there's plenty to do!

Digging in the sand is so much joy!

Can you figure this one out, Seto my boy!

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