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Thank you to all who reviewed this time around!
Yami No Marik I'm guessing you're a Kaiba X Isis fan? I'm not particularly fond of that pairing myself, but it just kindof worked, you know? And I couldn't think of any other characters. Could you really see Isis being a famous, self-centered film star?
SilverWing147 What is in it? You shall find out below.
Elusia Thank you for your comments. I shall try to make the next murder scarier. It's hard, cuz I haven't seen the movie in a thousand years and can't remember everything. I'm probably renting it tommorow, though, so that should help.
Ksaturn I loved the movie as well! Thank you so much!
"Mother of God..." Otogi said when he saw what was inside the washing machine. To the ordinary eye just passing by, it looked like some clothes. It was only when you stopped and saw what was in the clothes that you were filled with feelings of disgust. For inside the machine was a human head. It was a woman, he eyes staring up at Otogi unseeing.
There was so much blood everywhere, and Otogi's stomach felt squeamish, to say the very least. With officer Bakura and Yami, though, it was pure business.
"Who is this?" Bakura asked, staring at the head. From where Otogi was standing, he couldn't see the body. Then he realized: there wasn't one. The body was missing.
"The woman I was driving," said Yami. Otogi watched as Bakura stuck his hand in and started moving it through the mess. Ordinarily Otogi wouldn't have minded, but if there was any mysterious evidence, it would most likely point to Otogi, and he didn't want that.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" he asked.
"There's something in there," Bakura replied, not looking up.
"Here, use this, man," Yami said, handing Bakura an object Otogi couldn't make out.
"Thanks." Something occurred to Otogi then. This Yami guy knew an awful lot about what was going on for a limo driver.
"Are you a cop?" Otogi asked, preparing himself for the worst.
"I was," Yami replied matter-of-factly. Just then, Bakura pulled something out. It was covered in blood, but Otogi could still make out that it was a Duel Monsters card. It was a Celtic Guardian. This puzzled Otogi. He couldn't see this woman even liking the game of Duel Monsters, let alone owning a Celtic Guardian. It didn't end there, though. Bakura also found a key to one of the rooms. Otogi could plainly make out the number 10.
"She was in room ten?" Yami asked. Bakura's face darkened.
"I am." A sudden feeling of realization came over Yami's face.
"Where's your guy?" he asked.
"He's cuffed to a toilet."
Mai was bored. She didn't want to be here, and she hated her room. She was also very hungry. Heading over to the other side of the room, she picked up one of her suitcases and through it on the bed. Opening it, she picked out a few bills and placed it back where she was. She was glad no one had wanted to see her bags. She didn't want to have to explain how she got that money. However, everybody knew that she was hooker, so what did it matter anyways?
Sighing, Mai opened her door to go raid the vending machine again. It was still raining. Just then, she saw the three men who had left earlier running towards her.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Go to your room and lock your door," the police officer said quickly heading past her.
"Fuck that," Mai said to no one in particular and followed them into room 10. In there she watched from the doorway as the rushed to the bathroom. When they pushed open the door, she didn't see anything. Just a toilet and sink. There was obviously something wrong, though, because Bakura turned away and cursed to himself.
Mai's face sunk as she realized what was wrong. When he had come to the motel, he had had a prisoner. Now he was missing. Mai lowered her head, and joined in with Bakura's cursing.
Kaiba looked over at his wife's body. She was doing better, but he was still waiting impatiently for the roads to clear. He still hadn't forgiven the limo driver –Yami, he thought his name was- for hitting her. He could tell that Yami felt guilty about doing so. He was acting way to nice, when he really should be hoping that Kaiba didn't sue him.
Glancing over at Mokuba, Kaiba's heart filled with sadness. The kid was having a hard time adjusting to having Isis for a mother. Kaiba knew everyone here thought Mokuba was his son, but he was really his little brother. But Kaiba had always cared for him like a son, and that wasn't going to stop anytime soon. If Isis died, Mokuba would be all he had left.
Just then, his thoughts were interrupted as Yami, officer Bakura and Otogi all returned, announcing a group meeting. Kaiba turned away from his wife and walked into the lobby, joining everybody else.
Anzu sat in her seat, panicking. Jou couldn't tell; he was never able to tell anything. He married her without even thinking that it was for the wrong reasons. He didn't love her, this she knew, but it had only been a little while: things could always change. She just had to wait to tell him.
The brochure she had been reading scared her badly. It kept talking about what this motel was built on. Anzu was puzzled. Why would they keep something like that where people could read it? Why would they want them to read it? Anzu was almost completely sure that no one in their right mind would want to stay here if they knew about the burial ground. The very atmosphere of this place was creepy.
Looking around, she saw the officer whisper something to Yami, and walk outside. Anzu wished she knew what was going on. If she only had some small idea of what was happening, it would probably help calm her nerves. Because, in truth, she was scared to death.
All around her it was like being back at school. No one was listening, although she could hear Yami's voice trying to make itself heard. But everyone just kept on talking. Anzu thought of helping him get their attention, then just sat back. He could handle himself.
"Shut up!" Yami yelled, frustrated. It was like trying to talk to two year olds. No one was paying attention, no matter what he did. This time, though, it seemed like everyone had smartened up. However, once they were listening he didn't know what to say. It was as if his mind went completely blank. He wished Bakura were here, but he was outside, keeping watch for his prisoner. Finally, Yami just decided to come out and say it.
"Someone has been killed..." he said, pausing, letting them take it in. "Katsuya Shizuka."
He heard many different reactions come from parts of the room. Everybody was equally stunned.
"Who's Katsuya Shizuka?" asked Mai, snapping back to reality.
"The actress I was driving," Yami explained. In truth, he felt guilty. He had been paid a great deal of money to get her to her destination on time. Now she was dead, and her body missing.
"How did this happen?" asked Kaiba.
"We don't know yet, because we can't find the body."
"Great," Otogi said. Yami shot him a death glare. Who was he to make sarcastic comments like that? After all, he had seen the same thing. No, though, he was acting cool and composed, as if it had never happened. There was something funny about him, Yami had remarked earlier. It was if he was hiding something. But Yami didn't have time to think about that now.
"Officer Bakura is outside right now," Yami started, hoping that the mention of the police officers name would relax them. "He was transporting a convict-"
"Who escaped!" shot back Otogi. Yami made a mental note to brutally murder Otogi later, but now he just had to try and stop everyone from having a panic attack. That was the last thing he needed right now.
"What?" The young man, Jou, asked, unbelieving.
"Hold on!" Yami said, trying to calm them down, but it was no use. The young woman, Anzu, was spazing out.
"It's not safe here!" she exclaimed, rising to her feet. She looked like she would run for her life at any moment. Her boyfriend tried to calm her down.
"It is safe here. There's a cop here," Jou tried to explain to her, but she was still standing, looking nervous.
"Two cops," remarked Otogi. Yami sighed to himself. This was not going well.
"Wait," Mai remarked, piecing it together. "You're a cop?"
"I was," Yami tried to explain, but she was already getting up.
"You guys are all full of shit," she said and marched off to her room.
Jou was trying to contain his temper, but Anzu was driving him right towards the breaking point. She was panicking way too much. The cop slash limo driver, Yami, turned to him for help.
"Can you get your girlfriend under control?" he asked him. Pleaded.
"She's not my girlfriend," Jou replied matter-of-factly. "She's my wife."
This made everyone shut up. Even Mai, who at this point had reached the door, turned around and stared at the pair in disbelief. Jou knew what they were thinking. They were too young. But they didn't know his reasons, and he wasn't about to tell them. It was way too personal.
"How long?" asked Mai softly.
"A couple hours," said Anzu sharply, looking quickly at Jou. Then, without another word, she ran out into the night, Jou following behind her.