Chapter Thirteen – One Dysfunctional Family

Here it is! The long anticipated meeting! This is going to be really funny and there's going to be a lot of fighting in it, trust me, you'll like it!

Chapter Thirteen – One Dysfunctional Family

The door opened. (O.o SMALL!) (THERE WE GO! Okay proceeding, don't blame me; they gave me Mountain Dew in Choir, why? Who knows…) A dark skinned bald man opened it. Kriss cringed.

"Marik Ishtar?" She asked, dreading the answer.

"……..no." Said the man.

"Oh thank God! Is he here and can I speak with him please?" Kriss asked, relieved that this wasn't her father.

"Uh, sure?" he said, leaving.

Kriss waited outside. She was kinda nervous but more relieved that her search was over. She had no clue who that was but she didn't really care.

While she was waiting, someone else passed by the door. It was a woman who also had darker skin, but about as dark as Kriss's and she noticed Kriss waiting there at the door.

"Hi, who are you?" She asked politely.

"Uh, Kriss," She responded.

"I'm Ishizu" she greeted.

"Yeah, I know, I saw you in the paper in an article about and opening exhibit," Kriss said dully.

"You read the paper?" Ishizu asked with mild surprise.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Kriss asked back.

"It's kind of uncommon for kids to read the newspaper…" Ishizu said.

"Oh, I have a lot of free time," Kriss responded.

"Do you want to come in?" Ishizu asked.

"Sure," Kriss said.

She stepped in and looked around. It was a pretty decent sized house. It looked like it was custom built, probably bought by Ishizu and her family from what she knew of how long they'd been here.

"So who are you here to see?" Ishizu asked.

"Marik Ishtar," Kriss responded, still gazing around the house.

"Oh, what do you want with my brother?" She asked.

"Uh… family… matters?" Kriss tried.

"Family matters?" Ishizu asked, "Wait a minute…" Ishizu studied the young girl before her. The hair, and the guitar, dead giveaway, "Are you… Marik's kid?" She asked in disbelief.

"I think so," Kriss responded.

"Whoa… Marik's not gonna be happy about this…" Ishizu said.

"Why not?" Kriss asked.

"Well, he's been trying to get out of the curse the hard way!" Ishizu explained.

"Is it working," Kriss asked.

"No."

"I didn't think so."

Then another person stormed in the room. He had blondish white-ish hair that stuck up at the bangs and was wearing a white sleeveless hooded shirt and jeans.

"What the Hell do you want?" he screamed at her.

"What a nice greeting," Kriss said coolly.

"Marik!" Ishizu chastised.

"What? It's not like she cared," Marik argued.

"He has a point there," Kriss cut in.

"See?" Marik gestured towards Kriss, "Listen to the kid!"

"You don't even know who I am!" Kriss shouted.

"That's true, who are you again?" Marik asked Kriss.

"Your daughter," Ishizu stated tonelessly.

"No, for real," Marik laughed.

Kriss and Ishizu looked at each other, than back at him.

Then the reality hit him. A brick of pain it was. "Holy shit, you're not kidding?" he looked thunderstruck.

"Nope! Congratulations! It's a girl!" Kriss said, holding her hand out to him.

Marik's eyes narrowed.

"I didn't want you 13 years ago and I don't want you now," he growled, waking away.

"Marik!" Ishizu called after him, "She's been waiting all this time to meet you and you're just gonna walk away like that?" Ishizu yelled.

"Yes," Marik said without stopping.

"I can help you break the curse you know!" Kriss called.

Marik stopped.

"I know, but I'll find a way by myself," He snapped.

"No! You have to let me help!" Kriss yelled.

"Why?"

"So I have a reason to kill my mom!" Kriss desperately cried.

"Wait, kill?" Marik looked at her.

"Why would you want to kill your mom?" Ishizu asked, looking at Kriss.

"Because she's an evil deranged bitch whose only purpose in life is to enslave me and make me miserable and then stalk me and try to kill me so she can live with you forever! She's evil I tell you! Evil!" Kriss breathed heavily.

Ishizu and Marik stared.

"And you aren't?" Marik asked, Ishizu elbowed him.

"Nope! I'm just a victim!" Kriss responded, "but I do admit that any fight that's started, I end it!"

"Is that why there's a scar on your cheek?" Marik asked, pointing at it.

Kriss felt her face, "Wow, I didn't even notice that…' She responded.

Marik shook his head suddenly, "No, no, no! You cannot stay here! And that's final!" Marik yelled, adding emphasis with his arms.

"Why not?" Kriss pressed.

"Because, uh… uh… there's no extra rooms!" He concluded.

"What about that one right up the stairs?" Ishizu asked, pointing to that shut door that was right there when you went up the stairs.

"No, it's got a code remember?" Marik reminded her.

While they continued fighting, Kriss walked up the stairs to investigate the door. It was a computer code. She smirked and got out her laptop. Kriss booted it up and a few moments later the door opened.

"But- whoa. How'd you do that?" Marik asked, gaping at the door.

Kriss shrugged and put her laptop away. She walked in the room and looked around. There was a bed and a beside table and all that jazz. There was another door though. She opened it and walked through. Kriss gasped as she realized that she was overlooking the kitchen; standing on some sort of indoor balcony.

A bathroom was off the room as well. There was also a computer table with a telephone line as well.

Marik glanced around the room, astounded. "Oh my Ra! That's what's in this room!" He stated.

"'Oh my Ra' I like that," Kriss smirked.

"You're still not staying here you know!" Marik reminded her.

"I don't see why she can't," Ishizu cut in.

"Yes!" Kriss said.

Marik glared at her. Kriss glared back.

"Well, I can see that you two have a lot of catching up to do!" Ishizu said, and without thinking she shut the door.

"Wait!" Marik yelled. Throwing himself at the door, but it was TOO LATE! It already locked him and Kriss in the room.

"Huh?" Kriss watched her "dad" claw at the door, trying to tear it down.

"What the Hell are you looking at! Help me!" He screamed at her.

Kriss shook her head, "Uh uh."

"What! WHY NOT!"

"You deserve it!" Kriss said, looking away.

"I deserve it- How do I deserve it?"

"You wanted to throw me back out on the street! You didn't even care that I've been waiting for ten years for you to come and save me!"

"Save you? From what?"

"The orphanage, from mom, quote on quote."

"Why would I need to save you from your own mother?" Marik asked, leaning against the door while Kriss sat on the bed.

"Because she enslaved me," Kriss said.

"Oh… You really have been alone all your life huh?" Marik asked, softening his tone a little.

"Yeah."

"Don't you have any friends?"

"I have two."

"Just two? Who?"

"Thorn and Rex."

"Who and who?"

"Thorn is a wolf who've I've known his whole life and Rex Raptor? You've never heard of him? I thought he was kinda famous around here…"

"What's a wolf doing over here?"

"Like I know…"

"Hmmm……."

They both just sat there for awhile. Then Marik looked at the door again, as though it would open itself.

"You really want out of here don't you?" Kriss asked.

Marik nodded.

Kriss looked over at the computer at the desk. It was an okay model, one that Kriss knew how to work. She walked over, plopped into the chair and turned it on.

Marik looked at her, then realized something vital.

"HEY! THAT'S MY GUITAR!" he shouted.

"Yeah, I'd always wondered what the M.I. meant…" Responded Kriss, not taking her eyes away from the computer, "Whoa," She softly whispered.

"What?" asked Marik.

"This computer controls everything in the room! The locks, the lights, the heat, no wonder it's so cold in here…"

Marik looked at the ceiling, "I thought it seemed dark in here…"

"Yeah, me too," Kriss agreed. (OMR! THEY AGREED ON SOMETHING! FOR ONCE! That was fun)

Kriss did some tapping at the computer then hauled out her own and turned it on.

"Why do you need both?" Marik asked.

"So I can hack one with the other," Kriss explained.

"oh."

After while Marik heard a soft click behind him; he spun around and opened the door. "YES!" he screamed as he flung himself out into the hallway.

"You really didn't like that did you?" Kriss heard Ishizu ask.

"YES!" Marik yelled.

"Really!"

"NO!"

Kriss chuckled.

"What the Hell are you laughing at!" Marik yelled at her.

"HEY! Be nice to your daughter!"

"That's his daughter?" Kriss heard a deep voice ask from downstairs.

"I'm laughing because that sound like something that I would say!" Kriss laughed, getting up and walking out the door.

Marik glared at her as she walked by. Then without thinking he swiped the guitar off of her back. Kriss narrowed her eyes and tried out her slash move again. Marik backed against the wall and held out the guitar.

"Thank you!" Kriss snapped as she snatched it out of his hand, "Don't try that again, that was just a warning, next time, they make contact!"

Don't mess with the guitar! OH! And Erika and I found a picture that looks like Duke remembered the pizza he ordered three hours ago! It's hot! XDDD

-Kriss

PS: R&R!