A/N: Hello all! PLEASE forgive me for the extremely long wait. I was planning on updating before Christmas, but then I had surgery for appendicitis. Couldn't quite write like that (although I did have nothin to do XD) Also, I'd like to ask forgiveness for the crappyness of this chapter. At the moment, I think I'm coming down with the flu and this makes sense to me, and someone said it did to them. . I can only hope it does to you.
This is the second to last chapter guys. . I'm hoping to get to 100 reviews before the end of the story. . wanna help me get there? has never done it before and is hoping this story will maybe get her there
WARNING: This chapter contains severe physical, mental, and implied sexual abuse/rape. If this isn't your cup of tea, please wait for the next chapter. No, there is nothing graphic, but it does call for a warning.
Jounouchi had never known so much pain in his life. Within an hour his and the terrorists talk, Jounouchi had been beaten, kicked, shot, and beaten again. The other 'prisoners' weren't much better off and Jounouchi had a horrible feeling the older man in the corner wasn't breathing anymore.
The 'cleansing' of the world had started, according to the terrorists, and they weren't going to stop at anything. They made it perfectly clear that anyone who interrupted with their little plans was to be eliminated. That included the police officers that tried to save them.
Jounouchi had honestly run out of options. The torture had been going on for what seemed like hours, and Jounouchi was sure it had been. He lay there, gasping for breath as they once again left him to beat on one of the other victims.
He was sure one of his ribs were broken. Every moment, every breath hurt. His earlier migraine had escalated to something he'd never thought possible, and he was sure he was probably bleeding to death in some way or another. It was a horrible feeling and a position Jounouchi had once had a huge fear of . . . but had never dreamed he's actually be in it.
He wasn't even paying attention when he was suddenly ripped up from his lying position and jerked around. Jounouchi let out a sound of pain, but quickly smothered it as Terrorist 1 (they still refused to give names) drug him across the floor and set him in front of what looked like the young woman.
She was hardly recognizable anymore, but Jounouchi wasn't sure he was either. She looked up at him and gave him a pleading look, almost begging for him to help her. He would have if he'd had the strength. They'd won. They'd beat the spirit out of him.
His eyes widened as the two terrorists grinned at each other and one started toward the girl, lifting her face and kissing her, muttering words under his breath that Jounouchi couldn't quite pick up. She obviously could, for she struggled and cried, begging him not to do whatever it was.
But as the man started working on her shirt . . . it didn't take long for Jounouchi's mind to comprehend what was going on . . . and what he was about to be forced to watch.
His scream was as loud as hers.
"Yuugi, do you realize how risky this is for me and my company?"
The hope that Yuugi had an hour ago was quickly diminishing. They had gone to Kaiba Corporation and requested an 'audience' with Kaiba. He had taken them quickly, to Yuugi's surprise, and had listened with no interruption, or smirk, or anything.
It was almost like he had been expecting them.
"Kaiba, please." Yuugi said, not caring any more if he sounded despite. He was. His best friend was trapped with nut cases and there was no way to tell if they were still alive or not. Yuugi needed someone with the technology and the power to get in there and get those people out. Kaiba was the one to do it. "You're the only one who can help us and you know it. I know you and Jounouchi have had differences in the past . . . but please."
Kaiba folded his long fingers together and stared at Yuugi, blue eyes blinking calmly. "And just how do you propose I get in there? Yuugi, I have no more power then the police have and if someone where to find out that I could hack into their systems, my company could be at a major downfall."
"When have you ever cared about that before? You have the money to bail you out if you're caught." Yuugi stated. "I'm sure even the press wouldn't find out. Face it Kaiba, you're the only hope we have."
The CEO opened his mouth to say something when a small cry came from behind Yuugi. Both looked to find Arson in front the TV, his purple eyes wide with terror. They were showing clips of the hostages, and Arson had run across one of his father. As young as he was, he understood something was not right, and he ran to Yuugi, burring his head in his knee and crying. "Where Daddy?"
Yuugi picked the child up and turned back to Kaiba, only to see him speechless. ". . .Jounouchi has a child?"
The younger boy nodded, looking at the toddler in his arms and hugging him tight. "Yes, Kaiba he does. Arson is only one of the reasons we need you to help us so much. Please Kaiba . . . I've never begged you for anything harder in my life. The 'great Motou Yuugi' is asking Kaiba Seto for help. Please."
Kaiba turned and pressed a button on his desk, nodding slightly to Yuugi. "Get Mokuba up here. . . we're going to need his hacking skills.
Yuugi could only smile.
As Yuugi watched Mokuba at his job, he decided he wasn't quite sure he wanted to know exactly how Mokuba got his hacking skills. The younger boy worked in a way that proved to Yuugi that he'd been doing this for years. Yuugi now had no doubt that many of Kaiba Corp.'s 'crashes' were Mokuba inflicted.
"All right Yuugi . . . I have the police records of what is going on. Two police offers were shot trying to get in there, and no more attempts have been made. They're trying to come up with a way that they can talk the terrorists into giving up the hostages."
"Any news on the victims?"
"None. They haven't gotten close enough to see anything," Mokuba said leaning back in the chair. "All they know is they've heard a lot of gunshots. Whether or not they're hurting people, it has yet to be decided. They're trying to come up with a way to get in there. I'm sorry, Yuugi. There isn't anything else."
"Damn . . . "
"There might be one way," Kaiba started from the back. "But it's risky . . . and if we're not careful, we could end up hurting the victims more than helping them. But before we can do anything . . . we need to find a place that sells huge amounts of chloroform or ether."
He could hear her sobs and he sobbed with her. After all that she had gone through in the past hour, Jounouchi's torture was absolutely nothing. The two terrorists were now in the back part of the cinema, leaving them be for a moment. Jounouchi slowly crawled over to where she was laying (despite the pain in his sides) and laid a hand on her.
As soon as his fingers touched her skin, she started to scream. Two gun shots sounded from behind them, and Jounouchi cursed. He hadn't even thought of what she must be thinking of at the moment. But before he could do another thing, he was ripped from his spot and pushed against the wall.
The younger man was looking at him, glaring at him through his one eye. "You have a son, don't you?"
At the mention of Arson, Jounouchi's eyes widened. The other man smiled. "Guess so. You know, we know where you live. We know where he is. He's with your friend, Yuugi. Am I not right? Now, listen to me very closely, Jounouchi Katsuya. If you want your child safe, and you want to ever see him again, you will do what we say, got that? If you don't, we will hunt down that child and rip him from limb to limb. He's already motherless."
"If you lay one finger on Arson I will-"
He sentence was stopped as he was backhanded across the face. "The little bastard won't have a father if you keep up like this. Then he'll truly live up to the name." A smirk spread across his face. "In fact . . . he might not have one even if you do stay good. Depends on how I feel at the end of the day."
Jounouchi was trying to shake various images out of his head. The rape, the threatening of his child, plots for murder . . . Jounouchi had always thought he could take anything that came at him. But at the moment, all he wanted to do was die.
Jounouchi Katsuya had given up.
He blinked a few times as he started to cough, wondering why in the world he was starting to get sleepy all of a sudden. The air conditioning had come on, but that shouldn't have mattered. He looked to his left to find the young woman slumped over on her side and a few seconds later, the middle-aged man on the left did as well.
Breathing was becoming harder and he closed his eyes, wishing that if this were death, it could come quickly.
The last thing he heard was two gun-shots and then all was black.
Explinations: For some people, the threat of someone hurting their child can cause them to panic, such as in Jounouchi's case here. Never being a mother, I can't imagine the fear that people must have when they know their child is in danger, and Jounouchi is already suffereing from physical abuse. This just adds in the mental part of it all.
Next chapter, you will find out what Kaiba's plan was. Oh, and I think Arson calls for an explination. Though Kaiba maybe a jerkoff at times, I do believe he has a heart. I also have a little feeling his weakness might lie in children XD Don't ask.
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