Hey guys, I'm finally back. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but my family has been using the computer alot lately & I barely get any time to update anymore. But here I am. Yay!!! Well, on with the fic...
I still do not own YGO or RotLD (unfortunately)LOL
Chapter 3: A Little Problem
3:30 pm Domino City Medical Supply Warehouse (basement)
Joey & Tristan remained unconscious for a few hours before finally waking up, coughing uncontrollably to get whatever was now in their lungs out.
"What was that?" Joey asked Tristan as he tried to get to his feet.
"I don't know....You alright?" Tristan replied as he also struggled to stand up.
"Yeah," he said, even though he still felt a little lightheaded. "How long were we out?" Joey asked when they were both on their feet.
"I don't know, hold on." Tristan looked at his watch. "Crap! It's already 3:30! Was that stuff really that strong?"
"Guess so..... Damn, I can still smell that stuff!" Joey said as he looked over to the capsule that had exposed the stuff that had knocked them out.
"Some of it must still be in the air." he said, rubbing his nose.
"Where did the body go?"
"Huh?"
"The body in the capsule. It's gone! And the window's broken, too."
Tristan looked into the capsule to see what Joey was talking about. He saw the broken window, but didn't see the body. "The glass must've broken when I hit it. And the body must've melted when it hit the air, I guess." He then turned back to Joey, who was moaning in pain. "You OK, Joey?"
"No......I don't feel so good." he said as he held his stomach.
"Come to think of it, neither am I." He held his stomach as well. "I think it was that stuff that knocked us out. My kinda head hurts, too." he said as he put a hand on his head.
"Ugh.....I think I'm gonna be sick."
"Just hang in there, man. C'mon, let's go back upstairs before Kaiba gets back, if he hasn't already."
They both slowly walked upstairs to get some fresh air. They left the basement & shut the door, but they noticed a familiar smell. "Aw, shit! That crap's up here, too!" Tristan said.
"Damn! What now?"
Tristan looked around a minute. "Here maybe this'll help." He went over to one of the shelves & grabbed a can of air freshener. He sprayed it all around the room. "Any better?"
"A little."
"Hopefully the smell will wear off before Kaiba gets back."
Joey went & sat down on a bench next to the door to the break room. Tristan went over to sit down next to him, but then he heard something soon after he sat down. "What was that?"
"What was what?"
"Listen."
Joey did. He did hear something. It sounded like plastic bags rustling. "What is that?"
"I don't know. It's coming from over there." Tristan pointed to the last row of shelves across the room, but couldn't see past the other shelves that were in the way. "Should we go check it out?"
"Hell no! I think we've checked too many things out for one day! I really don't give a shit what's over there right now!"
"Whatever. It's probably just rats or something. Kaiba said they come in here all the time."
"If you're so fucking curious, why don't you go see what the hell it is?"
"Fine! I will!" Tristan got up & walked over to the last row of shelves. The noise became louder as he got closer, much too loud to be a rat or any other kind of rodent. He knew it, but he still wanted to see what could possibly be making that kind of noise & why. He finally reached the shelf & saw what was making all that noise. "What the fuck!?!"
"Tristan!?!" Joey quickly got up to go see what was wrong with Tristan. "Holy shit!" was all he was able to say when he saw that one of the skeletons that they hung up earlier was now on the floor, struggling to get out of the tightly sealed bag. Its arm tore through the side of the bag & grabbed Tristan's ankle.
Tristan fell to the ground trying to kick it off of him, but it wouldn't loosen its grip. "Joey, get this fuckin' thing off me!" Joey grabbed a crutch and started beating the skeleton, breaking every single bone. It finally let go of Tristan, but it still attempted to escape from the bag & go after Joey & Tristan even though its arms & legs were shattered. They suddenly heard something start banging on a metal door on the other side of the room.
"What the fuck is in there!?!" Joey panicked.
"I don't know, but I'm assuming that it's not supposed to be alive, either!"
The banging got louder & they heard some screaming coming from the same room every time each bang failed to knock down the heavy metal door.
"Well, I don't wanna wait around to find out. Let's go in the break room." Joey suggested. They both quickly ran into the break room & locked the door. They could still hear the screams & loud banging. "What the fuck's goin' on around here, Tristan!?!"
"I think it was that stuff."
"What stuff?"
"That stuff that came out of that capsule thing. That stuff that knocked us out cold! I think it was that same chemical that the military made."
"That Trioxin stuff?"
"Yeah. Had to be. What else could do all this?"
"How the fuck should I know!?!" Joey looked around the room as he tried to think of something to do, then spotted the phone. "We've gotta call the police! Maybe they can help!" He reached over to the phone, but Tristan grabbed his arm before he could reach it. Joey looked at him with a confused look on his face. "Tristan, what the hell?"
"The police? Joey, don't you know what'll happen to this place if you call the cops? They'll shut this place down. Then you, me, & Kaiba will be out of a job."
"Whatever, Tristan!" He pulled his arm away from Tristan's grasp. "I'd rather be flippin' burgers than work in this place!"
"Nobody will hire us cuz we'll get a reputation of the two idiots who do nothin' but fuck everything up!"
"Then, what the hell are we gonna do, Tristan?"
Tristan stayed quiet for a moment, trying to think. "We're gonna call Kaiba. That's what we're gonna do."
"Kaiba!?! Are you high? That's worse than calling the cops. He'll fuckin' kill us if he finds out about this!"
"He's gonna find out anyway, so he might as well find out from us!"
Joey was silent for a moment, then he crossed his arms & rolled his eyes. "Fine."
Tristan grabbed the phone & dialed Kaiba's cell phone number. It rang a couple of times before Kaiba finally picked up his phone.
Tristan tried his best to stay calm as he started to speak to Kaiba. "Hello? Kaiba?.......Ummm....we have a little problem....."
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