Slowly his eyes opened. He sat up, rubbing his head. It throbbed from where it had been hit. He gazed around himself, seeing the steel bars that blocked his way to the other parts of the room. It seemed to be some sort of cavern.
What have I gotten myself into now? Mokuba thought as he looked around his imprisonment. His cell was the size of a small room. A small pallet in the corner where he sat served as his bed. In the center of the room a tabletop sat, wooden blocks held it a few inches above the ground.
He crawled over to the bars and took in the rest of the area. It was fairly large, completely made of stone and the only light came from torches flickering on the walls. There was a few more empty cells across the large room, and a hallway to his left where there seemed to be more cells. He could also hear soft crying from down there.
In the center of the grand cavern was a large wooden table. Things glittered on it's surface. He squinted to see what it was, then his eyes widened.
One of the things was his key with the obsidian. What is it doing there? Mokuba thought, gaze at it.
Sounds came from a stone staircase on the other end of the room. As he watched two shadows danced on the wall, then around a corner where the stairs led to two figures appeared. Mokuba almost growled at the taller one.
It was the guy who had grabbed him and brought him here. He was lean, his black hair slicked back, his brown eyes hard. He wore a plain white T-shirt and black pants.
The second person was a young girl, about Mokuba's age. He hadn't seen her before, then again he had been knocked out from the time the guy had thrown him into the helicopter. She, too, had dark eyes, but her hair was a brownish-red in color. She wore a light blue sundress with yellow frills around the bottom and hiking boots.
As the two walked the girl glanced at Mokuba. She froze, realizing he was awake. She tugged at the other guy's arm. When he turned to her she began to speak in a different language.
Spanish... Mokuba thought, faintly recognizing some of the words.
The guy glanced at Mokuba, then nodded to the girl. As he continued to the hallway Mokuba had heard the crying from the girl came over to Mokuba.
Mokuba scurried away from the bars and sat beside his "table". The girl looked at him sadly as she knelt down before his enclosure.
"Hello." She told him. Though she was now speaking his language, her voice still carried her Spanish accent. When Mokuba didn't return her greeting she sighed. "I'm Chiquita." She informed him, then turned her gaze to the corridor the other had disappeared down. "That was my brother, Antonio." She looked back at Mokuba. "Who are you?"
Again, Mokuba refused to answer her. Chiquita sighed again and arose, going over to the table. She picked up his key and brought it over to him. She sat silently for a moment, then spoke.
"Do you know what this is?" She asked, tapping the obsidian.
"Obsidian." Mokuba uttered, eyeing the key.
Chiquita smiled. "Yes, but it is no ordinary obsidian." She leaned closer so her nose came through the bars. "It's magic."
Mokuba's eyes widened at her words. "What?"
"Yes." Chiquita assured him. "It's part of a seven part collection, each stone with special gifts." She gazed up at Mokuba. "It is the reason you are here."
"It is?" Mokuba asked, forgetting to be angry with his captor.
Chiquita nodded. She continued on to explain the story of the Shadow Gems to him. Once she finished Mokuba had already crawled back over to the bars and was staring at her intently.
When she ended her tale Mokuba sat back a bit, thinking it all over. "So, I'm one of these Gem Keepers, huh? And so is your brother?"
"Yes." Chiquita told him, her eyes filled with a bit of awe at the fact. "I envy you both."
"Why?" Mokuba asked, giving her a quizzical look.
"You are a Gem Keeper." She told him. "I would love to be one. To be able to do so much good for the world." She gazed off into space.
"Good?" Mokuba questioned. "It sounds like the Gem Keepers can only do harm if they use their Gems."
Chiquita shook her head thoroughly. "Oh no. You can do good, just like my brother plans to."
"What?"
"Yes. My brother plans to use the power of the Shadow Gems to bring the world together and restore peace and order to it."
"That's just a nice way of saying he's going to take it over."
Chiquita glared at him. "How dare you say that about my brother!" She snapped. "He is a wonderful person, he would never force people to do as he says."
"I think he would." Mokuba told her. "He forced my brother to do as he said."
"Only because he needed you." Chiquita said. "Otherwise he would have never kidnapped you."
"Not only that, but he threatened my life." Mokuba stated.
"Who threatened who's life?" A voice asked. Both Mokuba and Chiquita looked to see Antonio standing in the entranceway to the other cells.
"No one." Chiquita said as she smiled at her brother, her face instantly lighting up at his appearance.
She must really care about her big brother... Mokuba thought as he looked at Chiquita and how she smiled at her brother. She really believes he can do no wrong...
Antonio walked over to them. He glanced at the large table in the center of the room and frowned.
"Chiquita," He said, going over to the table. "Where is the obsidian?"
"Oh, here." His sister piped, standing and taking the key over to him. "I was telling, uh..." She stopped and glanced at Mokuba. "What was your name?"
"Mokuba..." Mokuba uttered. Chiquita smiled.
"I was telling Mokuba about the Shadow Gems." She continued. "And about the wonderful things you will do for the world once you have all seven."
Antonio smiled and patted her head. "That is good. It is good that Mokuba will understand his sacrifice will not be in vain." Mokuba frowned, not liking how Antonio said 'sacrifice'.
Antonio flashed Mokuba a smile and began to head for the stairs.
"I have business to attend to, dear sister." Antonio informed her as he grabbed a black, leather jacket that rested on a wooden chair that sat around the table.
"But, you just got back." Chiquita said sadly.
"I know." Antonio told her, pulling the jacket on. "But there is much to do before all the Gem Keepers are in our presence."
Chiquita sighed and leaned against the table. "Now where are you doing?"
"Ireland." Antonio said with a slight grin. "I'll bring you a shamrock." He waved to his sister and took off up the stone stairwell. "Take care of our guests." He shouted from where Mokuba couldn't see him.
Chiquita turned from the stairs, a deep sadness on her face. She slowly sat down in one of the chairs around the table.
"You really do love your brother." Mokuba noted as he went over to sit on his cot.
"I do..." Chiquita uttered. "I hope he will be safe."
Mokuba nodded. "I know how you feel. I'm always worried about my older brother. I wonder what he's going now..."
Chiquita seemed to perk up at this. "Your brother is older as well?"
"Yeah," Mokuba said, staring at his hands. "For as long as I can remember it's been me and Seto." He glanced at Chiquita. "Our parents died when we were younger."
"Same with mine." Chiquita said. She went back to sit beside Mokuba's cell.
"Really?" Mokuba asked, turning to her.
Chiquita nodded sadly. "My mother died giving birth to me. My father died in a fire."
"Mine died in a car accident." Mokuba told her. "I don't really remember them."
"Neither do I." She said. "All I have is what Antonio tells me-"
"And pictures." Mokuba said along with her. They sat staring at each other for a moment, then smiled.
"I appears we have much in common." Chiquita laughed.
"I guess so." Mokuba said.
"Tell me about your brother." Chiquita said. Mokuba nodded and began to tell her about Kaiba. In return Chiquita told Mokuba more about herself and Antonio's past. This lasted well into the night.
A/N: I just want to say, you reviewers rock! I luv yall. You make me so happy and proud of my story, yay! :P