CG: Howdy, peps, and pipettes! New chappie! YAY!
BeeBop: Yep. Seto's going to be in this one!
CG, and BeeBop are suddenly covered in rabid fan girls screaming Seto's name.
CG: IDIOT! COULDN'T YOU KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!
Sony: Don't worry. I know how to get rid of them. "YO, GIRLS! SETO'S SKINNY DIPPIN IN HIS POOL!
Fangirls: YYYAAAAYYY!
CG: Thanks man! That was close!
Sony: Yeah, now if you'll exscuse me, I have some girls to keep entertained! -
BeeBop: ---- That is so nasty.
CG: Hey, at least he's not entertaining us!
BeeBop: Good point!
Wild Justice
Chapter 2: Can't think of a title. .
Isis starred at the grave in shock. It said, "Sam Carson. 1980-2004. RIP." She just couldn't believe he was dead!
She never looked up when it began thundering, and the rain pounded into her back. Sam was dead. The only person who had ever truly cared for her was gone forever.
Isis lay her head on the tombstone, and began crying hard. Her tears mixed with the rain, and ran into a puddle at the base of the tombstone. Slowly she wrapped her arms around it, in a desperate hug. She needed something to hug. She needed someone to love.
When all of her tears had run dry, she continued to lay there, lost in her own misery. When she heard foot steps behind her, she never looked up. She was barely conscious of the needle that entered her arm. And as the darkness began to take over her mind, she didn't feel the knife slice her wrists open…
Mokuba walked through the graveyard, feeling sad, and angry at the same time. When he told Seto he wanted to visit their parents graves, Seto had refused. Mokuba changed his mind. Refusing didn't describe it. Becoming infuriated, and all but forbidding Mokuba to mention going there again, was closer to the truth!
Mokuba didn't let it drop though. He kept nagging at Seto, but Seto kept coming up with excuses. He had to go to a business meeting, or he needed to work on his next project. He had an extremely bad headache because he had to work all day, or he was to tired. Mokuba gritted his teeth. Seto was just hiding from his memories. Seto was very good at hiding his memories.
Mokuba had finally had enough, and told Seto he was a coward not to face the past, and ran from the mansion. He had walked two miles through the rain, and he didn't regret it. He had needed to do this for a long time.
Mokuba stood over his parents graves, and wondered what they were like. Unlike Seto, he had no memories to hide from. There were so many things he wanted to know, like what his mother sang to him, as she rocked him to sleep, or what his father liked to read. But he didn't know any of it. Because Seto couldn't face those memories. Mokuba snorted. Seto had everyone convinced he was so tough, when it was really a lie. Seto wasn't tough at all.
From the corner of his eye, Mokuba saw a limo pull into the graveyard, and knew immediately who it was. He acted like he didn't notice, and began walking around, mainly away from the limo, where Seto would be forced to get out to come after him. He noticed a new grave, and wondered who it was for, so he walked towards it. The closer he got, the more it looked like someone was slouched over it, but he couldn't tell through the rain. He began jogging towards it till he was close enough to see. It was a woman!
She had long black hair, and wore a black dress. He couldn't see anything else. He ran towards her, and gently turned her over. Seto began calling out his name, but Mokuba didn't notice. Not when he saw the woman's wrist cut open.
Mokuba gently layed her down as quickly as he could, and jumped up. "Seto! Hurry!" Hearing Mokuba yelling Seto began racing towards him, preparing to do anything he could to protect his little brother. As he got close to Mokuba he saw someone laying on the ground.
When he reached Mokuba, he quickly studied the woman. It was Isis Ishtar! "Quick! We've got to get her to a hospital! Her wrists have been cut!" Mokuba cried, panicked. Seto placed to fingers on her neck, and felt a strong pulse. She was alive! He reached for his microphone on his trench coat, and said, "Tell the doctors at Kaiba Corp to ready the emergency room! Now!" He ripped his trench coat off, and wrapped it around Isis tightly, completely ignoring the mud.
Gently, he lifted her into his arms. 'She doesn't weigh a thing!' He thought. He walked as quickly as he dared towards his limosine with Mokuba bouncing beside him urging him to hurry. When they got into the limosine, Seto sat down, and Mokuba dived in beside him. As the driver pulled away from the graveyard, it suddenly hit Seto. There was no knife laying anywhere near Isis. Which meant she couldn't have done it her self!
CG: Hey, I've got a great idea! Review and let me know what you tinks! - Flames are welcome, but only if you leave your email address. That way, I know who to pick on! And for any one who does flame me, and doesn't leave an email address, I'm going to type up a nasty come back in the next chapter, and, since you obviously liked it so much you wanted to let me know about, I'm going to dedicate the story to you! - So flame if you dare!
Sony: Fan mail for me is welcome also! .
BeeBop: Flame mail is more of what he's going to get!
CG: Fantastic idea! Any flames about Sony are welcome!
Sony: --.-- How mean!
CG: But funny! Funny is good! -