Cry Of Echoes Chapter 18: Golden Wings, a yu-gi-oh fanfic

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A/N: Thanks for reading :) Here's chapter 18 :) Enjoy! –- Razzleteddy

Warning! Strong contents will be featured here. So, read with caution is advised. I repeat this chapter will contain very strong contents. You have been warned! Thanks. -– Razzleteddy

Cry of Echoes

Baiko awoke with a groan and blinked his eyes for a minute. He slowly sat up which caused the boy to whimper a bit. When he heard this, he gazed down at the boy's cheeks. They were soaked with tears and his hands that bled from his fetters that shackled him to the bed. He breathed heavy and viewed the boy down blow and noticed a white substance mixed with blood dripped down while it dried up slowly.

He rubbed at his eyes as he very gradually pulled out of the boy. Then climbed off the bed and stoop up, he zipped his pants up then sat back down. He took out a cigarette and lit it taking a moment to inhale the material. He went into deep thought and traveled to his beloved Aya with sad eyes. Oh Aya... why do you have to betray me... for HIM. He thought then inhaled on the cigarette angrily then turned around to the boy. He did look like her... such beauty he softened his face at him.

Mokuba heard the man wake and moved around. He just laid there very still, though he couldn't move anyway even if he wanted to, his whole body ached, inside and out, his energy was completely gone.

He inhaled a small breath as he thought why. That word repeated in his mind. Why? The man must have a reason all for this, either that or this person was truly crazy. He wrinkled his nose a bit at the smell of the cigarette smoke when suddenly he felt the man soothed his check. It caused him to flinch away from the contact immediately, his heart started to race. Oh god no, not again! His mind filled with dread. "N-No please... don't hurt me no more," he pleaded broken and began to wept. He didn't want to go through that horrifying experience over again. He wouldn't be able to take it. Once was enough. How could Seto go through horrible experience? It was beyond him, no wonder his brother was so hard.

Baiko smirked a bit and pulled his hand back as he watched him cry. "Well, I see you're awake," he laughed a bit. "Did you enjoy yourself?" Mokuba sighed gravely as he didn't answer him. However, Baiko didn't mind and instead took other puff off his cigarette. "Well I did, it was most enjoyable," he move closer and traced his face with his hand which caused the boy to cringe at his touch. "You know I've been thinking. Maybe I shouldn't kill you. Maybe I should just keep as a pet to play with. Would you like that?"

Mokuba flinched at his cold touch. He began to cry a little. He hated the feel of it. He gagged fearfully when the man grabbed his throat with force. The feel of the man's hot smoky breath close to his face brought a chill to him.

Baiko narrowed his eyes a bit, "I asked you a question Mokuba."

Mokuba let out a small whimper as he thought. No, he wouldn't like that. He would rather die than to go through this hurt. So, he shook his head a bit, "No," his voice was low and jagged.

"No." Baiko raised a brow with wonder. "What, you rather die than to be with me?" he locked his jaw and squeezed his throat more.

Mokuba thought it over as he turned numb, the sheer thought of it anger him a bit. He sucked in breath before he shouted. "Yes, I would!" he didn't care, "I rather die than be with you!" he cried painfully.

Baiko began cross at the boy's rejection. With angry hate that filled his body, he sat up and smacked him hard across the face again. He heard the boy cry out from the impact. "Fine, then you'll die along with your bastard brother!" he breathed rapidly to calm down. "Why must you be so-" he then turned at the sound of a knock on the door. "Yes, what!" shouted.

Washi opened the door and moved his eyes on Mokuba for moment. "Excuse me Baiko, sorry to disturb you but Toson called. He'd finished most of his tasks and his at Golden Wings now waiting."

"Good." Baiko bent back down to Mokuba and deep kiss him, the grabbed hold of his throat again. "You know I should fuck you again and this time I wouldn't be so nice," he hissed at him. He then licked the side of his face seductively, which caused the boy to whimpered and recoiled from him fearfully, "To bad we ran out of time," he laughed cruelly and released his hold. He walked over to the door about to leave when he stopped. "Washi, have Eizo take the boy into the bathroom and clean him up."

"Well Baiko, you see…" Washi creased his brow nervously, "Eizo isn't here. He went to the store."

"The store...?" Baiko narrowed his eyes at him.

"Yes sir." Washi gulped a bit, "But don't worry. He'll be back in a few."

"Find then…" Baiko breathed with annoyance, "You clean the boy up and be gentle with him understand," he pause for a moment, "Don't forget to the device back on him," he gave him a serious look.

Washi nodded, "Yes sir."

Baiko nodded back and left them alone. Washi then smirked evilly and strolled over to bed, "Well kid, it's just you and me now…" he unchained his wrists and picked up Mokuba's worn out form and carried him to the bathroom. Mokuba just sigh helplessly while he prayed his brother would come and kick their asses soon. Washi entered the room and laid him down on the floor then stared at him with intent in mind. Well, Eizo isn't here to stop me…he thought with an evil grin, it was his turn to have some fun. He went onto his knees and crawled over to the boy. He gently flipped him over onto his stomach, undid and zipped down his pants then climb over laid down on top of him. He smoothed his hair slowly as he breathed in his sent.

forty-five minutes later...

Washi relaxed his whole body for a few moments with rapid and labor breath. He released the kid's hair and soothed it back with softness. "See…" he said out of breath, "That wasn't so bad," he whispered and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. Fatigued, he pulled out of the boy and stood up. He zipped up his pants then gradually walked over to the sink to clean up.

He walked back over with a wetted a cloth and plastic syringe full of warm water. He knelt down, very carefully pushed the syringe deep into the boy's entrance and began to flush him out, once all the substance was cleared, he began to wipe away the filth that layered the boy's inner thighs, down his legs and between the buttocks. When he was done he put his underwear and pants back on. Wearily, he carried Mokuba's limp body back to the room. He placed him back down on the floor then proceeded to change the beds sheets with clean ones. Then he slowly walked over, picked him up and laid him back down upon the bed. He chained his hands back, put the device back on and covered him up with a blanket. He gave him a last glance before he left the room, closing the door behind the child.

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Seto paused out of breath as his leg ached with throbbing pain. He looked on aggravated at the miles of road ahead of him. "Shit, at the rate I'm going it'll take forever to get there," he took another moment then continued on, he half limped and half ran down the sidewalk while he pushed forward.

On his way, he paused at a small store with several parked cars. He slowly walked toward one then considered stealing it. He needed a quicker way to get where he needed to be, he was desperate. Maybe he should call Jin and get his help instead but he decided it against quick. If Jin got caught it could jeopardize the children's center and lose it, he just couldn't do that to him.

He glanced up when abruptly an old man walked out of the store and went over to his car, keys in hand. Seto stood there and debated whether to take his car. However, he dismissed the thought and instead pulled his coat closed to his face. He walked up to him. "Umm, e-excuse me sir. I was wondering if you could help me?" he kept his voice calm so not to frighten the old man. He didn't need any attention drawn to him.

"Yes?" The old man looked up a bit startled, "What is it you want?"

"Well," Seto thought for a moment, "I-I was wondering. You could give a ride to the Golden Wings Hotel? You see, my car was stolen a ways back an-"

"Oh that horrible!" The old man exclaimed but then saddened his eyes. "I'm sorry young man but I don't usually give rides to strangers," he turned back to his car door. He pushed his key into the slot a bit anxious now.

"Oh please sir. I need to get back to the hotel, it's very important. I'll pay you for your trouble." Seto pleaded with him and hoped the man would change his mind. However, if the man wouldn't he would have no choice but to take it by force and he didn't want to do that.

The old man viewed him with some caution but then noticed the desperate look in his eyes. He sighed and thought for a minute when finally he smiled, "All right young man. Get in," he unlocked the doors for him then got in.

Seto breathed with some relief and limped to the passenger side. He opened the door and got in slowly, being careful with his leg. The old man noticed the young man seemed wounded and began to second-guess his decision. Still, he started the engine up anyway and proceeded to the hotel.

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Meanwhile, Joey ran through the city streets out of breath as he passed stores of all kinds. He hoped the hotel wasn't that far. He knew he was going to be in big trouble with his father when he got home but that wasn't important to him now. Seto was and so was Mokuba. He just had to help them. He just had to. He creased his brow and picked up his pace a bit.

"This is just in, the famous Seto Kaiba..."

"What's this?" Joey stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of his love's name. He viewed a bunch of televisions in a store display with his brow still creased as he listened to the news intensely.

"Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba Corp, was arrested early the evening for breaking into the G. M's Sweet Music store but no items were taken. However, it has been reported that while in custody he'd assaulted a police officer and caused minor injuries to him…"

"He'd assaulted a police officer!" Joey sucked in a breath. He was shocked. He then widened his eyes even more when they showed a picture of the wounded cop. "Oh babe, you didn't…" he viewed the screen with anxious eyes as he continued to listen to the news report.

"He escaped from jail…"

"What!" Joey sucked in another breath, "He escaped from jail too! He lost his marbles completely!"

"He is considered armed and dangerous."

"A-Armed and dangerous!" Joey covered his mouth, he just couldn't believe on what he heard.

"If see Seto Kaiba you must call the police immediately."

Joey drew in a heavy breath, "Oh lord, this isn't good." Suddenly an idea pop into his mind, "Golden Wings..." he ignored his pain and ran full speed toward the hotel.

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Seto widened his eyes at the obvious lie, "What, assaulted a police officer! Minor injuries! I never assa-" he caught himself quick. "I mean, can you believe that," he then pulled his overcoat closer to his face while he continued to listen to the news report.

"He is considered armed and dangerous."

Seto rubbed his forehead with a groan, "Oh, shit… this isn't good," he whispered to himself. Boy Jiro sure had his work cut out for him in the end.

"If see Seto Kaiba you must call the police immediately."

Seto groaned for a second time. This sure wasn't good. He was in deep shit now. However, the old man breathed deeply and shut off the radio. He shook his head with disappointment as they drove to the hotel. "You hear that. You can't even turn on the radio without hearing mayhem. This city is surely going to hell in hand basket."

"Yeah, you've said it…"

"I mean, it's not safe anymore with all these maniacs running around loose and causing trouble." The old man creased his brow more disappointment. "What's the world coming to...?"

Seto shrunk down in his seat somewhat, he felt very nervous now. "Y-Yeah that's the question of the year…" he exclaimed with a light chuckle. Oh, please don't recognize me. Oh please don't recognize me he prayed repeatedly. He then cleared his throat, "Maybe that Kaiba guy had a good reason for breaking into the store. I mean, maybe... he didn't have a choice," he mumbled depressingly.

The man nodded thoughtfully at his reasoning words. "I suppose…" He viewed over to the young man and viewed his nervous composer with a small smirk. "So tell me young man. What's your name?"

Seto widened his eyes with some hesitation. What's his name? He couldn't give him his name. No, that wouldn't be a good idea that was for sure. So he blurted out the first name that came to mind, "I-It's... Yami! Yeah Yami, Yami Moto that's my name," he pulled his coat even closer to his face.

"Well… Yami," The old man smiled. "I'm Gaho. Gaho Asai. I own a small flower shop downtown," he causally said.

"That's nice." Seto gulped a bit hard. He hoped they would get there soon.

The then two rode in silence for the rest of the way when they finally arrived at the hotel. "Well here we are." The old man stopped his car in front of the building. "It was nice meeting you... Yami," he held his hand out with the same smirk on his face.

"Likewise," Seto shook his hand gratefully. "And thank you for the ride. How much do I own you?" he was about to reached for his wallet.

"No need," The man held his hand up politely. "It was my pleasure… Mr. Kaiba," he grinned at him.

"P-Ponder me?" Seto looked up at him, shock in his voice then gulped hard.

"Oh come on. I knew who you were the minute you've stopped me at the store." The old man gave out a slight chuckle, he found it almost amusing, "I may be old but not stupid."

"So you're going to call the police I take it," Seto viewed down, he's been caught. Damn, he what was he going to do. He didn't want to hurt him.

"I should…"

Seto turned to him frantic as he grabbed hold of his locket tight. "Oh please, I beg you don't call them! I can't go back to jail!" He rutted his brow serious, "My baby brother's in danger! This crazy guy took him and I need to find him! It a matter of life and death and I just-"

"Hey, hey now calm down here. I'm not going call them."

"Y-You're not," Seto inhaled a deep breath, "How come?"

"I may not know the whole story." The old man softened his face, "But I'm too old and too tired to get involved in such things," he lined his brow a bit.

"Well…" Seto faced him again somewhat surprised. "Thank you..."

The old man just nodded.

With that, Seto said goodbye to him and got out then proceeded to the one place he had in mind. The old man watched him go with a small sigh and drove off on his way home. Seto limped slowly totally unaware of Toson who waited on the roof for his arrival. Toson grinned when he saw Kaiba approached the fountain. "Well it's about time," he carefully picked up his rifle, set it up then slowly aimed at Mokuba's brother, he pulled the trigger back about to shoot a round. He waited until Kaiba was about an inch away.

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Seto viewed the fountain with a sigh and read the golden plate. The engraved words 'swan lake' shined on it and smiled at bit relieved. "Finally..." he walked over to it and was a few inches away when suddenly a shot rang out but missed him purposely. He flew down and covered his head while he glanced around, "What the hell!" he heard another shot go off then multiply shots followed, he dodged them as he leaped behind a small bricked trashcan, "Great, now what!" he glared up.

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Toson laughed joylessly while he shot rounds at Kaiba then watched him scramble. "Oooh this is going to be fun!" He loaded his gun again, "Come on Kaiba show yourself. I dare ya," he aimed again.

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Seto very slowly looked out with a deep breath but then pulled back quickly when another one shot off at him. He viewed the water fountain with anger, "Shit! I gotta get that clue!" he narrowed his eyes in determination and sat up at bit then ran out as fast as he could for the fountain. When he reached it, he dove into the water and gasped up. He spotted the envelope and reached for it, "Got it!" he bow his head back down into the water as bullets still shot at him when suddenly… they stopped.

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"All right Kaiba" Toson smirked. "It looks like you've lost. Say goodbye!" He aimed his rifle on Seto's head and was about fire when abruptly someone grabbed hold of his gun. "Hey!" he viewed up shocked. "Eizo, what the hell are you doing!" he said angrily but then looked on in fear.

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Baiko, who watched the whole thing on his TV screen, spit out his water that he drank just as shocked. "What the fuck?" He slammed his hand down upon the control panel with fury. "EIZO!" he couldn't believe his eyes.

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Meanwhile back at the hotel, Seto's head shot back up from of the water as he sucked in huge amounts of air. Abruptly, he filched at a single shot. With caution, he looked around for a minutes to check to see if the coast was clear then darted out of the water fountain. He limped away quickly while he still had the chance to.

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Eizo smirked down upon Toson's scared face. "This is for hitting the kid…" with that, he simply took aim and fired the gun right through Toson's head. He watched Toson's head flew back then watched him fall to the ground dead. He then glanced down and noticed that Kaiba had already taken off. But of course, he already knew where Mokuba's brother was going so with that, he simply left the roof with the gun in his hands so he could meet him.

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