Whisper Again
And what a fun chapter this will be.
Corruption,
Seto,
Anthy!
Memory,
Computers,
Yami,
And all that other fun crap.
This is the hacker chapter!
Hey, that rhymed!
I feel smart.
Anyways...
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Whisper Again
The Hacker Girl and Lady Sakura
It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wronged, I've been down
Into the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream are we having fun yet?
Anthy stormed into Seto's living room wearing a robe and a rather angry expression on her face. It was midnight, and she didn't like being woken up. Seto was typing away on his laptop when she sat next to him.
"This had better be something pretty damn good to wake me up." She hissed.
"Read this article, what do you see?"
" 'Multi-billionaire's son found after being stolen at birth...Lady Sakura Kuroshi shared her joy with the public when her son, Ochiiru Kuroshi, was found after fifteen years of having been missing. Sources say that she found him wandering the streets and that he recognized her has his real mother right away...' Sounds like a hell of a lot of bullshit."
"I'm meeting with her on Friday. She wanted to talk to me about...something she wouldn't say...and she suggested I bring someone I trust."
"You want me to come?"
"Not physically. I need you to spy."
"You'll be wearing an earpiece, I'll talk to you...and if I find anything, I'll have Chimera send it to your laptop."
A slight silence fell on them.
"Who are you bringing?"
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Morning came, and Seto and Mokuba were busy getting ready. Anthy was already at her computer-god, wires plugged into her flesh, mind ready to explore this strange place. Seto and Mokuba both had little metal ear-clips, acting like their headsets. Seto wasn't at all nervous, but he smelled a rat instantly. He knew that there was something wrong with her. But he had backup. Mokuba, for emotional support, and Anthy, for "I'm-in-trouble-come-out-of-the-TV-and-bail-me-out" support.
The drive there was a mere twenty minutes, twenty minutes of knuckle cracking and neck cracking, quick check-ups and last minutes preparations. But they finally arrived at the front door of her mansion, and (briefcase in hand), cautiously stepped through the open door. Lady Sakura was there to meet them.
She was as tall as Seto. Her skin was deathly pale and her eyes were an empty and dead black. She had long black hair, and she wore a rather revealing business suit. She had long, pointed fingernails (painted a blueberry color) and strangely pointed canines.
"Hello, Kuroshi-san." Mokuba said politely. Seto said nothing, but Lady Sakura didn't return the warm gesture.
"Ochiiru, come out and entertain Mokuba-san while I speak with Seto."
Yami came into view, band-aid on his cheek and smiling. He led Mokuba out to the back, where sakura trees were in full bloom.
Seto returned his main focus on Sakura, on guard.
Seto, I've downloaded the upper floors and will fix my attention on the basement.Anthy's voice was heard quiet enough as Seto followed Sakura onto the back porch where 'Ochiiru' and Mokuba were climbing the sakura trees.
"Fifteen years without him, and one day I found him again." Lady Sakura said.
She lies. The same day Yugi filed the report was the day she 'found' him...maybe earlier.
"He looks like a friend of mine, but he lacks all the qualities of him. My friend was proud and strong, but was also kind and gentle at the right moments." Seto said solemnly.
"He is fond of games. A few days ago, he had gone over to a friend's house to play a game that I'm sure you're very familiar with."
"Duel Monsters?" Seto asked, playing on innocence.
"Yes. When he came home, he said that he had the greatest time of his life."
She lies. He saw a god and a god slayer...and it scared the hell out of him.
"How did he get that injury?"
"The same way you will."
Lady Sakura jumped at Seto with incredible speed. Her outfit changed to that of a succubus (think Morrigan from Night Warriors), and bat wings came from her back and where her ears would be. Seto jumped back, back into the house that is. He dropped the briefcase and ran, trying to find a place where there was some kind of TV or computer screen, before he found a computer screen that took up nearly a whole wall. Sakura flew at Seto, intending to tame him the way she did Yami...
The computer screen became that of liquid, and Seto ducked as a dragon head made of wires emerged and lunged at Lady Sakura. She shrieked and jumped back, returning to the form she was before. The dragon head receded, and Anthy's triumphant face replaced it on the screen.
"Take your kin and leave. But be warned, you've just managed to anger the most powerful person in this city." She hissed.
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After Seto and Mokuba and Anthy had left, completely, Lady Sakura turned her attention to Yami, who was waving good-bye to Mokuba with a pure smile on his face. But that smile faded when he turned to look at Lady Sakura. She grabbed a handful of his tri-colored hair and dragged him into the basement. She hung him by his wrists from the ceiling and pulled a whip from the wall.
"What is your name?" She asked. Yami paused...images of the duel flooding his mind.
When he didn't answer, she raised the whip and hit him, hard.
"What is your name?" She asked "
"Who am I?"
Yami didn't answer. He thought about the moments before the duel, then Yugi had spoke of 'Yami'. A fractured memory was beginning to manifest. He saw Osiris...
The whip came twice...
"Who am I? Answer me!" Again and again the whip came, as if the punishment was bringing Yami to his senses,
The picture was completing itself...but one piece was missing.
The whip kept coming, and Yami was beginning to bleed. He didn't answer her. He couldn't...he was remembering something...important. An hour went by before Yami was cut from the ceiling and lay bleeding on the stone floor. Lady Sakura left him there, but chained him to the floor, preventing escape. Yami's eyes drifted into the darkness, he had to remember this one last piece...
Who was the missing face in his memory?
How tragic, for now the mighty have fallen
This is that which is a memory
And those few who remain
There is a she devil to contend with
And a boy who is remembering
But not yet, not yet
He still belongs to her,
And if he killed her, he'd still be hers...
The sweet suspense to addict like a drug...
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Whatever lies beyond this chapter is a little later on
Regardless of warnings, reviews and ideas are accepted
And I need ideas like I need to write more (which means yes!)