Hikaru: Here's the next part! And things are beginning to heat up.
Yami: Dear Ra, what are you two plotting now?
Witty: You'll just have to see, Yami. (Smirk)
Hikaru: (Snickers) You know something, Witty, you do look a lot like your namesake when you do that.
Yami: (Walks off, muttering darkly under his breath)
Hikaru: (Sticks her tongue out at him a bit childishly as he storms off) Hmph, who pissed in his wheaties this morning? (Gets a weird look from Witty and shrugs) What? I heard that somewhere, and thought it was funny.
Witty: (Nods) It is. (Snicker)
Hikaru: Would you be so kind, Witty?
Witty: We don't own YGO, but anything original is ours.
Hikaru: Arigatou, Witty-chan! And now, on with the fic!
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Chapter 7: Captured
Hours later, Hikaru started to come back to consciousness. She moaned softly and her eyes fluttered open. She focused her gaze with slight difficulty and looked around, trying to take in her surroundings, but wherever she was, it was too dark for her to really be able to see much of anything. She tried to move, but found that she couldn't. Her eyes widened when she realized that her wrists were bound to the wall above her head by shackles or some other kind of bindings. She struggled wildly, but the cold metal didn't give way, only dug into her pale wrists and made them bleed a little. She cursed softly to herself and fell still again.
"Witty? Witty, are you here?" Hikaru called into the darkness, but got no reply.
She swore again, realizing her friend quite obviously wasn't in the same room, and hoped desperately beyond hope that the other girl was all right.
Maybe she was able to escape...
The thought left her, though, when she realized how unlikely it was. Whoever had kidnapped her had used whatever that spell was to knock Witty out, too.
Just then she heard a door open, and sunlight flooded into her darkened prison. The bright light hurt her eyes and she closed them for a moment, then opened them again, slowly letting them adjust to the light. She looked up when she heard footsteps approaching, and her mismatched eyes narrowed when she saw that it was the same one from before. She shrank back against the wall, though, when he took the Millennium Rod from his pocket and removed the dagger from it. He placed the tip of the blade beneath her chin, using it to tilt her face upwards until her eyes met his. She wanted to move away from it, but she realized that he would most likely just use the thing to kill her if she made any sudden movements.
"I see you're awake, my dear," he said, that same chilling tone in his voice from before.
"Who are you?! What do you want?! And what have you done with Witty?!"
The other smirked at her, completely ignoring her first two questions. "You mean that friend of yours? She's alive, for now, but whether or not she remains that way depends on you," he said darkly.
Hikaru narrowed her eyes, glaring down at the dagger he held at her throat, then back up at him and cursed at him in her native tongue. Then she flinched back as he moved the blade just a little closer, not quite drawing blood yet, but near enough to make her nervous.
"I'd watch what I say if I were you, my dear. The one who hired me needs you alive, but that friend of yours is another story entirely"
So someone hired him to capture us?! That explains a lot.... She glared at him. "Leave Witty alone! You touch even so much as one hair on her head and I swear by the Great Leviathan, I'll unleash all the powers of the underworld on you"
Her captor drew the blade away from her and slapped her harshly across the face. The blow stunned Hikaru, who had not even seen it coming. She kept her head turned to the side for a moment, then looked back up at the other, a dark bruise forming on her pale, delicate cheek, the dark marking a stark contrast to her almost ghostly complexion. Then she gasped when she saw that he was holding up the Oricalchos Crystal that had been around her neck.
"Not without this, you won't," he said, smirking in a way that made her extremely uncomfortable.
"Give that back!" she hissed.
He shook his head. "I don't think so."
He dropped it into his pocket and sheathed his dagger back in the Millennium Rod. Then he held it in front of her face, and the Eye of Ra symbol started to glow brightly. She tried to turn away, but found herself unable to avert her gaze. Horror flooded over her, but then it seemed as if she was under some kind of spell. She watched from inside herself as the stranger unlocked the bindings on her wrists and pulled her roughly to her feet. Then he led her out of the room and onto what seemed to be a pier over-looking the ocean. She tried to regain control over her body, but whatever magic he had used was far stronger than her own, and she was powerless to break free from it.
What is he planning?! she thought, horrified, but it didn't show on her face. Her eyes that were once so full of life now seemed almost soul-less, really. She shuddered, or so it seemed, when her captor chuckled darkly as they stopped on the pier.
"You're so quiet, my dear. It's almost as though you don't have a mind of your own," he remarked. "Just be patient, you'll see soon enough what is in store for you. We have only to wait for your friend to get here."
No, Witty! she cried out in her mind. She tried to speak, but strangely enough, her voice was gone.
Witty slowly opened her eyes. What just happened? She looked around and saw someone standing over her.
"Time to go," that someone said. When Witty saw him walk into the light, she saw he had light blonde hair trailing down his shoulders. He knelt and grasped her wrists.
"Let me go!" Witty struggled, but to no avail as the other reached behind her and drew her dagger.
He pressed the blade to her throat. "Don't try anything, girl, or your friend will suffer for your mistakes."
Hikaru! "What have you done with her?" Witty glared darkly into the other's violet eyes.
"She is safe...for now, at least. Now move it." He pressed the small of her back with his other hand and led her out of the dark room.
They walked out into sunlight and Witty winced as the sun's rays seeped under the rim of her hat. She looked around and saw the Domino Pier to the side of her. Once she and the other stopped, Witty spun around, slapped the dagger out of her captor's hand, and caught it in mid-air. The other lunged at her and they both fell back to the ground. Her hat flipped off her head and she rolled over onto the other. She stole her dagger back and raised it into the air by her shoulder.
"I wouldn't do that, my friend."
Witty's ears perked up and she looked up and across the dock. "Hikaru!"
Hikaru stood there with a duel disk latched onto her arm. Her eyes glowed an unfamiliar light to her friend. "Let him go!" She called.
Witty frowned, puzzled. "What do you mean, let him go--?"
Her captor suddenly reached up and grasped her wrists. Before she could object in any way, he stole the dagger from her fingers and then rolled her over again. He jumped up on his heels and then yanked her up from the ground. He reached behind and revealed a duel disk that was clipped to his belt. He latched the disk onto her arm and turned her to face Hikaru. "Duel," he said. "Or she dies."
Witty glared over her shoulder. She swiped her hat from the ground and plopped it back onto her head. She took her deck out from her pocket and slipped it into the slot for the sake of her friend. She addressed the one who stood behind her: "You'll pay for this," she said darkly.
The numbers on her disk flipped to 4000. She called back to Hikaru. "We can run for it, Hikaru!"
Hikaru smirked and called back to her: "Hikaru won't run while she's under my spell," she said. Her voice was strangely dark, as if someone were speaking behind her.
Like a puppet, Witty thought and shuddered. Magic.
Hikaru's hand drew five cards from her deck.
Witty looked around in search for the source of the puppet master.
Under the pier, sitting in a quiet hidden row boat, Raphael and Alistair watched and waited.
Witty sighed when she found naught but her captor who stood behind her, keeping her at bay, and Hikaru standing across from her. "Very well," she called to whoever controlled Hikaru. "I'll fight if it means saving my friend! I'll break your spell somehow!!"
Hikaru laughed at her and Witty drew her five cards.
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To Be Continued. Like I said, things are really beginning to heat up now. Next chapter the two companions are forced to face off against each other in a heart-wrenching twist of fate, thanks to a certain blonde-haired, violet-eyed yami/hikari duo. Will Witty be able to free Hikaru's mind from Marik's control, or will their lives be shattered and their friendship destroyed? You'll have to wait until next time to find out. I'll try to have the duel up as soon as I can, but I'm waiting for my friend to send me her part, so yeah. But I promise, it will definitely be worth the wait. Well, it's late, and I'm about to fall asleep here, so I'm gonna go now. Ja ne, minna-san!
Hikaru Shinatrou, Daughter of Shaadi and Dartz