Chapter 2: The Capture
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh!!! Stop making me admit it! runs off sobbing
Kaiba's POV
I'm seriously going crazy here! I mean, come on! That girl somehow got rid of Garth and convinced some of my workers that I had promised her $400!!!
I moaned in anguish aloud at the thought of the money lost.
"Oh, puh-lease, Kaiba. Have you looked in your checking accounts lately? You're loaded with MOUNTAINS of cash! What does a couple hundred bucks mean to you?"
I looked sharply down at my media specialist, who just happens to be nearly indispensable, and also happens to be the most annoying back-talker there ever was (not to mention really short).
"It's not the money; it's the concept." I replied coldly. Actually, that was the exact opposite of what I was thinking. To be truthful, I was pondering the concept of bashing his head in and putting his relatives in a financial crisis.
Of course, you'd have to say that I was wondering who the heck this girl thought she was and where she was at the moment, if you want to be not so accurate, but somewhat poetic.
And plus, there was something unnerving and strangely familiar about the girl, although I was fairly sure I hadn't seen her before (With emphasis on "I", because she could have easily seen me at one of those mandatory appearances I regularly made.).
I avoided walking into another pole again by taking a bypass around a trashcan (And why is that trashcan here? It looks awfully tacky.). I pushed the elevator and fidgeted impatiently as I waited.
Oh, and did I mention my "specialist" was talking all of this time?
"Blah blah blah, and then the blah could be blah-ed and the blah-ness of the blah blah of blah blah would understand the importance of the other blah..."
Okay, okay...so maybe he didn't actually say that, but that's what I heard.
"Right, right," I consented, shaking my head as if in agreement.
The elevator finally arrived and the doors opened to reveal a cluster of more experienced employees, mostly technicians and other useless people. As they knew me fairly well, they hustled out pretty fast, and I sauntered in with the one of the most irritating person I knew (besides Wheeler and Yugi, of course) trailing right behind me.
When the elevator stopped at my floor, I stopped him from getting off with me. "Thanks for your help, but I have some things to do," I snarled as he attempted to follow me out down the corridor to my room. The elevator doors closed behind me, shutting out the view of a very surprised guy.
I guess I had said that he could come with me to discuss some business things, but that would have to wait.
A guy who happened to be older than me, stood at my door, waiting for me. He said some hurried statement about the weather forecast predicting conditions too rough to travel in.
I politely asked why, and he said that there was an approaching hurricane. I kind of lost my temper there, and started yelling at him with increasing furiousness (for lack of a better word) about why we hadn't been notified of a typhoon!?!?!?!
He shrunk a little, and said that the previous forecast hadn't predicted anything of the sort.
I glared at him with the venom of an angry me, and stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me.
If I had been another person, I probably would have burst into tears. I wasn't going to be able to defeat Yugi!
Of course, me being me, I merely slumped against the wall and began to hurriedly think of an island nearby that we could stop at until the storm passed.
"Big brother?" Mokuba asked from the darkness.
I jumped up, and slumped back down when I saw who it was. Mokuba was always there, no matter whether I wanted him to be or not. At the time, I really wanted to talk to someone, so I relaxed (or tried to) and recollected to him my so-far story of the day.
He merely stared at the floor the entire time I was talking, and I thought that he might have fallen asleep while sitting up because he didn't seem to respond to all the excitement of my story.
"So," I said finally, "what do you think?"
He stared at the floor for a little longer, then abruptly looked up at my eyes, which scared the pants off of me (for the sake of censorship and lack of a better clean word).
"I think that your plan with the island should work out, but in the mean time, you can start investigating who tried to shoot you...I mean, there haven't been any attempted assassinations lately, and I think the group who sent today's guy must be either new or reckless," he confided, sounding eerily like me.
"That's a good idea, I guess..." I replied wearily, wanting some good answers to the puzzling events.
"And in the mean time, you can take a nap," he added sternly, sounding even more like me.
I would have protested, but I was just too tired. It was weird though, because I was used to working 23/7. I guess it must have been catching up to me (which sounds amazingly like an old woman's words).
I got to my bed, and sunk into a troubled sleep. Actually, I wasn't aware that I had fallen asleep. It felt as if I was meditating or something. I felt totally relaxed, as if nothing mattered anymore. I tried once to get up, and didn't try again, as I just managed to move my finger. After what might have been an eternity, or only a couple of minutes, I felt a stiffness setting in. I found that I couldn't breathe very easily.
Eventually, I panicked, because I realized that I hadn't breathed in a while. I couldn't even open my eyes. I tried to do something, anything, but I couldn't budge!
I heard a faint blaring in my ears, and I thought that I must be dying. Oh well, I thought dreamily. If only I had been able to defeat Yugi first... I felt myself moving, and muffled voices. I assumed that I was either in heaven or hell, and surrounded by angels or demons.
And at that moment, I didn't really care.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh!!! Stop making me admit it! runs off sobbing
Kaiba's POV
I'm seriously going crazy here! I mean, come on! That girl somehow got rid of Garth and convinced some of my workers that I had promised her $400!!!
I moaned in anguish aloud at the thought of the money lost.
"Oh, puh-lease, Kaiba. Have you looked in your checking accounts lately? You're loaded with MOUNTAINS of cash! What does a couple hundred bucks mean to you?"
I looked sharply down at my media specialist, who just happens to be nearly indispensable, and also happens to be the most annoying back-talker there ever was (not to mention really short).
"It's not the money; it's the concept." I replied coldly. Actually, that was the exact opposite of what I was thinking. To be truthful, I was pondering the concept of bashing his head in and putting his relatives in a financial crisis.
Of course, you'd have to say that I was wondering who the heck this girl thought she was and where she was at the moment, if you want to be not so accurate, but somewhat poetic.
And plus, there was something unnerving and strangely familiar about the girl, although I was fairly sure I hadn't seen her before (With emphasis on "I", because she could have easily seen me at one of those mandatory appearances I regularly made.).
I avoided walking into another pole again by taking a bypass around a trashcan (And why is that trashcan here? It looks awfully tacky.). I pushed the elevator and fidgeted impatiently as I waited.
Oh, and did I mention my "specialist" was talking all of this time?
"Blah blah blah, and then the blah could be blah-ed and the blah-ness of the blah blah of blah blah would understand the importance of the other blah..."
Okay, okay...so maybe he didn't actually say that, but that's what I heard.
"Right, right," I consented, shaking my head as if in agreement.
The elevator finally arrived and the doors opened to reveal a cluster of more experienced employees, mostly technicians and other useless people. As they knew me fairly well, they hustled out pretty fast, and I sauntered in with the one of the most irritating person I knew (besides Wheeler and Yugi, of course) trailing right behind me.
When the elevator stopped at my floor, I stopped him from getting off with me. "Thanks for your help, but I have some things to do," I snarled as he attempted to follow me out down the corridor to my room. The elevator doors closed behind me, shutting out the view of a very surprised guy.
I guess I had said that he could come with me to discuss some business things, but that would have to wait.
A guy who happened to be older than me, stood at my door, waiting for me. He said some hurried statement about the weather forecast predicting conditions too rough to travel in.
I politely asked why, and he said that there was an approaching hurricane. I kind of lost my temper there, and started yelling at him with increasing furiousness (for lack of a better word) about why we hadn't been notified of a typhoon!?!?!?!
He shrunk a little, and said that the previous forecast hadn't predicted anything of the sort.
I glared at him with the venom of an angry me, and stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me.
If I had been another person, I probably would have burst into tears. I wasn't going to be able to defeat Yugi!
Of course, me being me, I merely slumped against the wall and began to hurriedly think of an island nearby that we could stop at until the storm passed.
"Big brother?" Mokuba asked from the darkness.
I jumped up, and slumped back down when I saw who it was. Mokuba was always there, no matter whether I wanted him to be or not. At the time, I really wanted to talk to someone, so I relaxed (or tried to) and recollected to him my so-far story of the day.
He merely stared at the floor the entire time I was talking, and I thought that he might have fallen asleep while sitting up because he didn't seem to respond to all the excitement of my story.
"So," I said finally, "what do you think?"
He stared at the floor for a little longer, then abruptly looked up at my eyes, which scared the pants off of me (for the sake of censorship and lack of a better clean word).
"I think that your plan with the island should work out, but in the mean time, you can start investigating who tried to shoot you...I mean, there haven't been any attempted assassinations lately, and I think the group who sent today's guy must be either new or reckless," he confided, sounding eerily like me.
"That's a good idea, I guess..." I replied wearily, wanting some good answers to the puzzling events.
"And in the mean time, you can take a nap," he added sternly, sounding even more like me.
I would have protested, but I was just too tired. It was weird though, because I was used to working 23/7. I guess it must have been catching up to me (which sounds amazingly like an old woman's words).
I got to my bed, and sunk into a troubled sleep. Actually, I wasn't aware that I had fallen asleep. It felt as if I was meditating or something. I felt totally relaxed, as if nothing mattered anymore. I tried once to get up, and didn't try again, as I just managed to move my finger. After what might have been an eternity, or only a couple of minutes, I felt a stiffness setting in. I found that I couldn't breathe very easily.
Eventually, I panicked, because I realized that I hadn't breathed in a while. I couldn't even open my eyes. I tried to do something, anything, but I couldn't budge!
I heard a faint blaring in my ears, and I thought that I must be dying. Oh well, I thought dreamily. If only I had been able to defeat Yugi first... I felt myself moving, and muffled voices. I assumed that I was either in heaven or hell, and surrounded by angels or demons.
And at that moment, I didn't really care.