Disclaimer: Still haven't managed to take over Yu-Gi-Oh, but I'm working on
it!
A/N: Alright! This chapter, I'll warn you has a lot of swearing, but that's why it's rated R! Also lemons in later chapters, but you don't need to worry about that right now! Also, I know it's been simply ages since my last update so I decided to update three chapters for one! Also a special thanks to Sakura Li Sumari for her constant support and reviews, YOU ROCK! Anyways, please enjoy the chapters.
Chapter Three
Chains
The car pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a warehouse, and the driver brought something to his mouth.
"Open the door." He said, and immediately the doors swung open. Then he turned his attention to Amaya. "When you walk out of here, be calm, I don't have an explanation for you yet, but please don't scream for help."
"Ok." She replied, her voice sounding oddly controlled. She stepped out the car, and actually considered running, but then she saw who the driver was, and her breath caught in throat. She recognized him, Yami, the leader of the Chains. He walked over to her, and she figured that he would have grabbed her arms roughly behind her back and lead her inside, but he didn't, he gestured for her to follow him. She did and the doors shut immediately after they were all inside. She was lead into a room, which looked to be an office of some sort.
"Sit down." He said, it wasn't an order, it was request.
"So why'd you bring me here?" Amaya asked, her voice oddly carrying no anger. For some reason she was confident that he wouldn't hurt her. His presence was intimidating, but it wasn't dangerous.
"I'll explain." Rei offered, Yami gave a nod of his head.
"To put it bluntly we need you for our gang." Rei said, getting straight to the point.
"So you kidnapped me?" Amaya said, her fiery nature taking over a little, but she was controlling it.
"It was the only way to get to listen." Rei replied. "We really do need you help, were at war against the Daggers."
"I don't care who you were at war with!" Amaya retorted. "You could've asked at least!"
"I'll say it again." Yami said, the sheer power of his voice and his presence causing her to give a shiver again. "We mean you know harm."
"Then I'll ask you tell me what your doing." She said, Amazed to find that her voice didn't sound sarcastic.
"Were asking you to join, we need you for something." He replied. Amaya looked at him straight in the eyes, and her gaze stayed there, transfixed.
"Sure." She replied at last.
'After all,' She thought to herself. "I've been wanting a little excitement in my life.'
"What?" Rei asked, seemingly unable to comprehend the answer.
"I said sure." She repeated. "I've got nothing to loose, and if your at war, I know how to fight. I've taken martial arts."
"You are a trusting girl." Yami said.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Amaya asked, her cerulean eyes meeting his lavender ones.
"How do you know I wouldn't have killed you?" He asked, Amaya thought about it for a minute.
"I dunno. You seem all that dangerous. You look powerful, but not dangerous." He studied her for a moment.
"You have a good sense of character, you see into their heart. Use it often, it may save your life." He turned to Rei. "Get her some clothes and teach her how to use a gun." Rei nodded.
"Yes Yami." She replied. And with that, he was gone, his footsteps echoing off of the wooden floor.
"What a strange guy." Amaya mused, then shrugged.
"Well, come on, I might as well get this over with.." Rei grabbed Amaya's hand and lead her to her room. Once they were inside, Rei went to her closet and rummaged through it.
"Here we go." She said, pulling out a black leather tank top and pants, along with some chains. "These look they would fit you." She tossed the clothes to Amaya. "Change into them, and don't worry, I'm straight." Feeling a little uncomfortable she peeled of her clothes, changing into the ones that Rei had given her.
"You look alright." Rei said, circling around her to admire her handiwork. "But you forgot these." She said, holding up the chains and putting one around her neck, and the other on the belt loops of her pants. "You know, I thought you would've fought about being here, but you seem pretty cool about it." Amaya shrugged.
"I'm bored with my life, I need a little excitement." She replied. It was true she was bored, and the fact that was breaking about a million rules, and the law, plus the danger involved made it all the more appealing.
"Well, don't worry, you'll be getting plenty of excitement." She replied. "Anyways, do you know how to use a gun?"
"No." Amaya answered.
"Then come on, you won't last five minutes in a gang fight without one." And with that, the two girls were headed for the basement.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Amaya took careful aim and fired, the bullet hit the target, but near the edge.
"Kuso." Amaya swore in her frustration. She had been practicing for almost half an hour and had only hit the target three times.
"Don't worry." Rei remarked from her position against the wall. "You'll get it." Amaya snorted.
"Ya right." She said, and fired again, missing the target completely. "See what I mean."
Rei walked over to her, and took the gun.
"Watch." She said, holding out the gun. "Remember where my hands are." And with that she fired, hitting the dead center of the target.
"Show off." Amaya muttered and held the gun out as Rei had. "Well, here goes nothing." She said, and pulled the trigger, hitting about five inches away from the bulls eye.
"That's better." She said, leaning on Amaya's shoulder.
"Well, at least I hit the target." She muttered, setting the handgun down. "What time is it?" Rei glanced at her watch.
"About 12:30." She replied.
"What!" Amaya yelled. "My mom's gonna kill me! I have to get home!"
"Relax, Just call her and tell her that your staying at Demi's house." She replied, her voice calm and unconcerned. Amaya considered it for a moment, but then remembered that she didn't have a cell phone.
"And you suggest that I do that? Your forgetting, I don't have a cell phone." She crossed her arms over her chest.
"No worries." Rei replied, throwing her something. "Use mine." Amaya caught the tiny black phone and dialed her house number. After a few rings, her mother answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey mom, it's me." Amaya said, cringing at the tone in her mothers voice, the tone that usually meant that she was in serious trouble.
"And where are you?"
"At Demi's, I'm spending the night here."
"No your not!" Her mother said. "Your coming home right now, it's a school night!"
"Mom, I'm staying at Demi's I'll be there tomorrow morning to pick up my school stuff." And before her mother could reply, Amaya had hung up the phone.
"Wouldn't let you stay." Rei said knowingly as she caught the phone that Amaya had tossed back to her. Amaya rolled her ocean blue eyes.
"Nope. But she can go to hell." Then she shrugged. "I'll be grounded though."
"Where do you live?" Rei asked.
"125 Chestnut drive." She replied. "But one thing, I have to go home tomorrow." Rei considered it for a moment.
"Sure." She said, "I'll give a ride to school tomorrow." She said. Amaya nodded.
"But we'll have to stop at my house first, so I can grab my school stuff."
"Whatever, doesn't bother me." She replied. "Anyways, I'm going to bed." Amaya yawned.
"Ya. me too." She replied, and followed Rei to her room.
"Here." She said, pulling out a sleeping bag. "You can sleep on this."
"Thanks." Amaya said, crawling under it and using her head as a pillow.
"Night." Rei muttered sleepily.
"Night."
A/N: Okay, there's the next chapter done. And sorry if it seems like Amaya is accepting things to quickly, but she likes the whole gang idea because she wants to rebel against something for once and she wants a bit of thrill in her life.
Duke: That's gotta be the lamest excuse I've ever heard.
Shut up! Anyways, please R&R!
A/N: Alright! This chapter, I'll warn you has a lot of swearing, but that's why it's rated R! Also lemons in later chapters, but you don't need to worry about that right now! Also, I know it's been simply ages since my last update so I decided to update three chapters for one! Also a special thanks to Sakura Li Sumari for her constant support and reviews, YOU ROCK! Anyways, please enjoy the chapters.
Chapter Three
Chains
The car pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a warehouse, and the driver brought something to his mouth.
"Open the door." He said, and immediately the doors swung open. Then he turned his attention to Amaya. "When you walk out of here, be calm, I don't have an explanation for you yet, but please don't scream for help."
"Ok." She replied, her voice sounding oddly controlled. She stepped out the car, and actually considered running, but then she saw who the driver was, and her breath caught in throat. She recognized him, Yami, the leader of the Chains. He walked over to her, and she figured that he would have grabbed her arms roughly behind her back and lead her inside, but he didn't, he gestured for her to follow him. She did and the doors shut immediately after they were all inside. She was lead into a room, which looked to be an office of some sort.
"Sit down." He said, it wasn't an order, it was request.
"So why'd you bring me here?" Amaya asked, her voice oddly carrying no anger. For some reason she was confident that he wouldn't hurt her. His presence was intimidating, but it wasn't dangerous.
"I'll explain." Rei offered, Yami gave a nod of his head.
"To put it bluntly we need you for our gang." Rei said, getting straight to the point.
"So you kidnapped me?" Amaya said, her fiery nature taking over a little, but she was controlling it.
"It was the only way to get to listen." Rei replied. "We really do need you help, were at war against the Daggers."
"I don't care who you were at war with!" Amaya retorted. "You could've asked at least!"
"I'll say it again." Yami said, the sheer power of his voice and his presence causing her to give a shiver again. "We mean you know harm."
"Then I'll ask you tell me what your doing." She said, Amazed to find that her voice didn't sound sarcastic.
"Were asking you to join, we need you for something." He replied. Amaya looked at him straight in the eyes, and her gaze stayed there, transfixed.
"Sure." She replied at last.
'After all,' She thought to herself. "I've been wanting a little excitement in my life.'
"What?" Rei asked, seemingly unable to comprehend the answer.
"I said sure." She repeated. "I've got nothing to loose, and if your at war, I know how to fight. I've taken martial arts."
"You are a trusting girl." Yami said.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Amaya asked, her cerulean eyes meeting his lavender ones.
"How do you know I wouldn't have killed you?" He asked, Amaya thought about it for a minute.
"I dunno. You seem all that dangerous. You look powerful, but not dangerous." He studied her for a moment.
"You have a good sense of character, you see into their heart. Use it often, it may save your life." He turned to Rei. "Get her some clothes and teach her how to use a gun." Rei nodded.
"Yes Yami." She replied. And with that, he was gone, his footsteps echoing off of the wooden floor.
"What a strange guy." Amaya mused, then shrugged.
"Well, come on, I might as well get this over with.." Rei grabbed Amaya's hand and lead her to her room. Once they were inside, Rei went to her closet and rummaged through it.
"Here we go." She said, pulling out a black leather tank top and pants, along with some chains. "These look they would fit you." She tossed the clothes to Amaya. "Change into them, and don't worry, I'm straight." Feeling a little uncomfortable she peeled of her clothes, changing into the ones that Rei had given her.
"You look alright." Rei said, circling around her to admire her handiwork. "But you forgot these." She said, holding up the chains and putting one around her neck, and the other on the belt loops of her pants. "You know, I thought you would've fought about being here, but you seem pretty cool about it." Amaya shrugged.
"I'm bored with my life, I need a little excitement." She replied. It was true she was bored, and the fact that was breaking about a million rules, and the law, plus the danger involved made it all the more appealing.
"Well, don't worry, you'll be getting plenty of excitement." She replied. "Anyways, do you know how to use a gun?"
"No." Amaya answered.
"Then come on, you won't last five minutes in a gang fight without one." And with that, the two girls were headed for the basement.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Amaya took careful aim and fired, the bullet hit the target, but near the edge.
"Kuso." Amaya swore in her frustration. She had been practicing for almost half an hour and had only hit the target three times.
"Don't worry." Rei remarked from her position against the wall. "You'll get it." Amaya snorted.
"Ya right." She said, and fired again, missing the target completely. "See what I mean."
Rei walked over to her, and took the gun.
"Watch." She said, holding out the gun. "Remember where my hands are." And with that she fired, hitting the dead center of the target.
"Show off." Amaya muttered and held the gun out as Rei had. "Well, here goes nothing." She said, and pulled the trigger, hitting about five inches away from the bulls eye.
"That's better." She said, leaning on Amaya's shoulder.
"Well, at least I hit the target." She muttered, setting the handgun down. "What time is it?" Rei glanced at her watch.
"About 12:30." She replied.
"What!" Amaya yelled. "My mom's gonna kill me! I have to get home!"
"Relax, Just call her and tell her that your staying at Demi's house." She replied, her voice calm and unconcerned. Amaya considered it for a moment, but then remembered that she didn't have a cell phone.
"And you suggest that I do that? Your forgetting, I don't have a cell phone." She crossed her arms over her chest.
"No worries." Rei replied, throwing her something. "Use mine." Amaya caught the tiny black phone and dialed her house number. After a few rings, her mother answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey mom, it's me." Amaya said, cringing at the tone in her mothers voice, the tone that usually meant that she was in serious trouble.
"And where are you?"
"At Demi's, I'm spending the night here."
"No your not!" Her mother said. "Your coming home right now, it's a school night!"
"Mom, I'm staying at Demi's I'll be there tomorrow morning to pick up my school stuff." And before her mother could reply, Amaya had hung up the phone.
"Wouldn't let you stay." Rei said knowingly as she caught the phone that Amaya had tossed back to her. Amaya rolled her ocean blue eyes.
"Nope. But she can go to hell." Then she shrugged. "I'll be grounded though."
"Where do you live?" Rei asked.
"125 Chestnut drive." She replied. "But one thing, I have to go home tomorrow." Rei considered it for a moment.
"Sure." She said, "I'll give a ride to school tomorrow." She said. Amaya nodded.
"But we'll have to stop at my house first, so I can grab my school stuff."
"Whatever, doesn't bother me." She replied. "Anyways, I'm going to bed." Amaya yawned.
"Ya. me too." She replied, and followed Rei to her room.
"Here." She said, pulling out a sleeping bag. "You can sleep on this."
"Thanks." Amaya said, crawling under it and using her head as a pillow.
"Night." Rei muttered sleepily.
"Night."
A/N: Okay, there's the next chapter done. And sorry if it seems like Amaya is accepting things to quickly, but she likes the whole gang idea because she wants to rebel against something for once and she wants a bit of thrill in her life.
Duke: That's gotta be the lamest excuse I've ever heard.
Shut up! Anyways, please R&R!