*Disclaimer: Once again, Jellybob 15 does not own YGO!*
~To Reader: Wow! I left you with a bad cliffhanger! I hope you are still hanging on! ^_^' Oh and there's only Malik in this story.........no Marik! Sorry to all Marik fans. It just would have been too complicated. {That just means that Jellybob 15 was too lazy to write it! *_*}
Chapter Four: Dual Identity Revealed
"Mark who?"
Tea's body grew stiff. It was like the stiffness you felt when you are about to get hit by a train. That is, in her case, hit by one mentally not physically. But, even with the shock, Tea tried her best to move toward the door. She made her way, inch by inch, until she felt the cold metal knob awaken her from her state of distress.
"Where do you think you are going?"
Tea looked back at Mark. His cold eyes melted her warm-hearted ones. As she pulled her eyes away from him, she concentrated on unlocking the door. Her success soon turned to a bitter defeat once she realized that it needed a key to open it. She clenched her teeth tightly, knowing that there wasn't going to be a simple way out of this mess she was in.
She turned back to Mark sharply, and whispered, "why are you doing this?"
Weevil smiled and answered, "I need a favor to ask of you."
Tea's face fell once she heard the word favor. She closed her eyes tightly.
"What do you want?" She asked with annoyance in her voice.
"Good question." Weevil said quickly.
For some reason, Tea heard his voice echo throughout the room. That's when she heard the chair near the window wheel around swiftly. She swallowed hard once she saw the figure. Malik.
"M...M..Malik?" Tea stuttered, trying to keep herself calm.
"You remember?" He said comically.
Tea nodded slowly and looked over to Mark, who was repeating all the words that were coming out of Malik's mouth. She soon realized that Mark was under a heavy spell that allowed Malik to control him.
"Leave him alone!" Tea forced out as a smile crept upon Malik's face.
"Once you do me this one favor." Malik said slowly as he rose from his chair.
"And that would be to-"
Malik interrupted, saying softly, "lure Yami to New York City.......and snatch his puzzle."
"Never." Tea breathed angrily as Malik smiled.
"I knew you wouldn't see things my way, but I have another plan." He said.
Tea looked at the malicious smile that grew wider and wider with every word he spoke.
"Would you like to hear my other plan?" He said happily.
"What is it?" She asked as he walked toward her.
"It's called the art of torture."
Tea's eyes enlarged. Torture?
"You wouldn't........" Tea whispered as Malik finished her sentence.
".........torture you? Too brutal? How about this method......."
Malik slowly waved the staff in front of him. Tea followed the staff back and forth......back and forth. That's when she felt an evil presence overcome her. It was corrupting her delicate mind. That's when a light from the staff flashed before her. Then, total blackness.
Meanwhile, Malik looked at Tea's flimsy body. He smiled confidently and sat in his chair again, thinking about how to approach his plan in an effective way. He grinned once he figured it out.
~Domino City~
*Ring! Ring!*
Yami looked up from the television once he heard the phone ring. He slowly rose to his feet and went in search for the phone. Once he found it resting on the kitchen table, he asked, "Hello?"
"Yami?" A female voice said on the phone.
"Tea?" Why are you calling back so soon?" Yami stood there silently, awaiting an answer.
"Something's gone terribly wrong over here." Tea said sadly as Yami's face grew to seriousness.
"What is it!?" He asked frantically as she breathed heavily.
"Ohhh....Yami! It's so terrible...." She shouted.
As he heard tears on the other line, his eyes sparked with anger. "Answer me!"
"This man....he's........he's.....after......"
"What?" Yami said as he swallowed hard.
"Please Yami, I have no time for answering your questions...please come..now.." She choked on her tears.
"Listen to me....you need to call the authorities!"
"I need your help Yami..." Tea whispered softly.
The phone went dead.
"TEA!" Yami yelled.
The dial-tone sounded.
"Tea........" Yami whispered as he hung up the phone.
He looked up with tears in his eyes. He couldn't believe what was happening to Tea. He couldn't just let her suffer in NYC, something was definitely wrong. AND he needed to act quick. He growled heavily and grabbed his jacket, rushing toward Kaiba Mansion. {A/N: Hmmm....I wonder why he's going there for?}
~Meanwhile~
Tea's eyes fluttered open, only to realize that Malik was watching her. She sat up quickly and looked at him. "What are you...." She drifted off her words once she realized that she wasn't in the Dance Studio anymore. It looked like Malik's hangout of some sort.
"Have a nice rest?" Malik asked as he stood up and peeked through the blinds.
Tea sat there in silence.
"I take that as a no." He smiled.
"Why am I here?" Tea whispered slowly.
"Why? Let's just call it safe-keeping," he continued, "after all....you are my prisoner."
Prisoner?
"What?" Tea spat out as Malik nodded.
"That's right." He said strongly. "Until Yami comes, that is."
"I'm not luring him to NY....." Tea responded.
"Ohhh...you don't have to anymore." He looked at her. "We got the job done."
"How?" Tea asked with irritation. "You didn't control my mind, right?"
"That's my little secret....." He smiled again. "But tell me, does your head ache with pain.....do your eyes feel distorted.....does your mind feel soiled?"
Tea glanced up at him, not bearing him the satisfaction of guessing her symptoms correct.
He did read my mind
Her train of thought broke once she saw Mark walk into the room.
"Did you get what I wanted?" Malik asked harshly.
"Yes....master...." He forced out.
"Good." He said as he turned to Tea. "You've met before, I presume."
Tea nodded.
"Hmmm....I meant have you met before?"
Tea was confused, she didn't understand what he was talking about.
"Show her....."
Tea looked over to Mark, with curiosity stained in her stare. Mark grimaced and shook his head.
"I can't" Mark whispered as Malik sighed.
"You do it now, or I'll have no choice but to do it for you."
Mark looked down at the ground and closed his eyes. That's when his eyes turned a turquoise color as well as his hair. Tea looked at Mark with a horror-stricken expression. She couldn't believe her eyes.
He sort of looks like-NO
Tea's eyes widened with shock. The young, handsome man that stood before her turned into a short man with a conniving smirk. The finishing touch was the glasses. Tea's mouth ran dry.
"It's you....." Tea said with a sense of disgust in her voice.
"Yes....." The short man said slowly as he looked away from Tea.
"I see you guys know each other fairly well," Malik added, "but just in case....Tea Gardner....meet......"
He stopped and looked at Tea.
"Weevil Underwood."
~To be continued.......~
Soooo.....the plot thickens! I wonder what's going to happen next? Stay tuned!!!
