Don't own Yugioh. Sorry about the cliffhanger.

After what seemed an eternity of endless questions the policeman took Yugi back to his cell. He lay down on his cot quietly. He didn't cry for he was all cried out, still he thought about his grandpa the only family he ever had. And while tears didn't come a hollow feeling in his heart did. After a fashion he curled up on his cot and went to sleep.

(Break)

Honda called out, "Hey, Otogi, are you here, man? Look, I am sorry about what I said, so if you are here just come out so we can talk this over, okay?"

Anzu gripped her branch tighter causing her knuckles to turn white. Honda took a step forward and Anzu trailed behind him her eyes darting about for a sign of a villain. As they walked she said to him, "Maybe we should split up and search for him?"

Honda looked over his shoulder and frowned. "That is how stupid people get killed. Are we stupid people, Anzu?" She shook her head no. "Damn straight, we came in together and we shall leave together."

Honda pointed to a narrow set of stairs. The steps lead upwards to Otogi's walk - in storage closet. It was a spacious closet that contained all of Otogi's merchandise. Plenty of places for a villain to hide. Honda hoped to find the "fake Yugi" than again he hoped he didn't. Not so much he was afraid, he just didn't want to do battle with the "fake Yugi" while Anzu was present. Despite all of his bravado Honda was afraid for her.

As they approached the steps they heard a crash. They raced towards the sound. It lead off to another door. Opening the door lead them into the main part of the gameshop. The both looked around listening for any sounds. When they heard some muffled sounds coming from behind the game shop counter, Honda leaped over the counter. There was a door with another closet. This is where Otogi kept the most expensive games.

Honda turned to Anzu and shout whispered. "You stay here."

She shout whispered back, "We stay together remember?"

Honda rolled his eyes in exasperation. He shout whispered, "Fine but stay right behind me, got it?"

She nodded. Honda kicked the door in. He stormed in the room with his fists in a boxer's position. Anzu had her tree branch raised above her head. They both stopped their attack as they saw the source of the noise. On the floor bound to a chair was Otogi. His face bruised. His wrists a purple color as the ropes cut into his flesh. He looked up at them and whimpered behind his gag.

Honda dropped down onto his knees and quickly pulled the gag off. "Man, what the hell happened?"

"The "fake Yugi" happened," Otogi answered.

Honda undid the ropes and helped Otogi stand up. Otogi meanwhile was rubbing some feeling back into his wrists. "Thank you. Honda, it was just like you said. He was taller than Yugi and had red eyes. Dude was creepy on a mass scale."

"He just scared you and tied you up?" Anzu asked.

"Isn't that enough?" Otogi asked slightly annoyed.

"That isn't what I mean. I mean he killed Yugi's grandpa. Why did he let you live?"Anzu mused out loud.

Otogi turned from Honda to glare at Anzu. "Gee, I am so sorry you guys didn't find the corpse you were looking for!" he thundered his voice filled with fear and anger. "He let me live but he tortured me. Does that count?" he spoke through his clenched teeth now thoroughly annoyed with Anzu.

"Man, you need to go to a hospital," Honda said.

"No, I will be fine."

"You need to get checked out," Anzu said softly, just before she lifted his bruised wrist. She frowned. "What is this, Otogi?"

He snatched his wrist away from her and mumbled, "Nothing. None of your damn business."

Honda picked up his wrist and saw the same thing that Anzu saw. Otogi had two little puncture wounds running along the vein. Otogi tried to pull his wrist out of Honda's grasp.

"What the fuck did he do to you? Suck your blood or something?" Honda asked.

"No, just leave me alone, okay?" Otogi pleaded.

"Just leave him alone, Honda," Anzu said. "He looks a bit pale. I will go get him some water to drink."

After she had gone, Honda eyes roved over Otogi suspiciously. It was obvious something bad had gone down and Otogi wasn't talking. Honda took the opportunity to survey his surroundings. Behind Otogi's chair was a syringe, a few alcohol pads, and a pair of rubber gloves. Next to Otogi's toppled chair were a few boxes of orange juice and some graham crackers. Honda frowned and was about to ask Otogi about this when Anzu's scream cut him off.

The sound came from the walk – in closet and Honda raced that way to search for Anzu. As he raced up the stairs he mental kicked himself. 'Damnit didn't he give her a speech about going off alone?' "Anzu, are you okay!" he shouted. He took the stairs two at a time and tripped up the last step as Otogi was right behind him. Scrambling back up he shouted her name again. "Anzu!"

"Here, Honda, Oh, God, I am here."

Honda walked over to were Anzu was standing. A shock look on her face. Her mouth a perfect "O" and her finger still pointing shakily at the wall. He looked over at the wall a sense of dread upon him. On the wall written in big red letters was scrawled.

Submit, Yugi, or they will all die!

"That is what he wanted my blood for," Otogi spoke and crashed down onto the floor in a dead faint.

"Damn, "Honda said. He went over to Otogi and cradled him. He looked at his wrists again and then understood the puncture wounds. "Call an ambulance, Anzu."

"Might be faster if you take him on your bike," she said softly. Her eyesight was blurry but that was because her tears were trying to come. She bit down onto her lip and kept her tears in check. She promised herself to be a stronger Anzu after Malik had used her and Jou for mind slaves. Being a stronger Anzu meant not crying for every damn thing in the book.

"Yes, you could be right. He isn't looking so well. I wonder how much of his blood that bastard took from him to write that shit on the wall."

"Probably too much, "Anzu replied. "I am surprised he didn't faint already."

Honda snapped his fingers. "Anzu, remember that blood drive they had at school last year?"

"Yes," she replied.

"Remember after we gave blood the nurse gave us orange juice and cookies? She said we needed to keep up our strength."

"Yes, "she replied again.

"Well, I looked around Otogi's chair while you were gone and there was cookies and juice everywhere."

"Oh, god," she murmured softly. "He was keeping Otogi strong by feeding him cookies and orange juice?"

Honda nodded. "I guess in between Otogi's feedings the "fake" Yugi was drawing his blood out of his body. He must have also kept Otogi awake with the torture session. "

"Honda, what kind of sick person is this "fake" Yugi?"

"Not a person at all," Honda replied as he took one of Otogi's arms and placed it onto his shoulders. He then dragged the other teen down the steps. Once out of the door he placed Otogi onto his bike.

He placed a helmet on his head then another onto Otogi's head. Honda climbed onto the bike behind Otogi and prepared to leave for the hospital. "Anzu, I want you far away from this place. Go to the bus stop and wait for the bus. Make sure there are a lot of people around and check your surroundings. Be on the look out for this asshole. I will meet you at the hospital, okay?"

She nodded slowly.

"Go now. I will wait for you to walk the few blocks to the bus stop."

She walked off slowly. Honda watched her as promised. He revved up his bike and took off for the hospital, as he left a pair of scarlet eyes watched him go.

The spirit frowned. Things weren't going according to plan at all. One, he wasn't finished with the green eyed game shopkeeper. He would have been finished except Yugi had awoken and ruined his plans. So the spirit was forced to go back into the puzzle and wait. Two, he had meant to kill the game shopkeeper and he had meant for the tough guy (Honda as the spirit referred to him) to find him. Three, the spirit meant to have a bit of fun with the tough guy. The spirit snarled angrily, and then something happened which to cheer him up. He got a bit of inspiration; maybe he would have his fun after all. The spirit was fairly certain were the tough guy was taking the green eyed game shopkeeper. So the spirit raced headlong to cut them off at the pass. The spirit dodged old people, skateboarders on the sidewalks, and people pushing strollers. He raced through alleyways, managed to avoid being hit by a guy on a bicycle, and out growled a dog tied to a fire hydrant. Finally, a bit winded he made it to the intersection. He was in luck. Honda was stopped by a red light one street away from the main intersection that would take him to the hospital. The spirit waited impatiently for the light to change. Finally it did and Honda revved up his bike. He came speeding along and the spirit calmly walked in front of the bike. Honda swerved to avoid hitting the spirit and he and Otogi went careening off into the sidewalk. The bike jumped the curb and hit a lamppost. Otogi went flying through the air. He came crashing down though a plate glass window of a popular restaurant. Honda landed on a table that was set outside for diners. Then he hit the sidewalk with a thud. The spirit watched as people raced towards Otogi and Honda. Some shouted for an ambulance and others asked the boys if they were okay. Honda stood on shaky feet he raced toward the interior of the restaurant where he found Otogi's mangled body. Most of it was a mass of imbedded glass and human flesh. Honda bent over and wretched everything he had eaten that day. The sight of Otogi was too much for Honda to bear, the final nail in the coffin was Otogi's head twisted at an odd angle. Honda knew Otogi was dead and he didn't need anyone to tell him that. Honda slumped to the floor in shock. The spirit with a smirk on his face calmly walked away whistling. 'Now off to find that silly girl' he thought.

Well, I hope it was well worth the wait. You really didn't think I was going to let Otogi live did you? Sheesh the guy was really annoying. Perhaps Anzu might be next. It might even be Seto, Jou, or Mokuba. Didn't forget about those guys in America. Author smiles manically, yeah, right like I am going to kill off my man Seto...lol

Later good people.