Chapter Fourteen: Worst Nightmare
At 5:45 Haruko walked in Seto's office. He was working quickly. She was grinning. "A present for you Mr. Kaiba." Placing it on his desk, she left.
Seto looked at it. It was a box with the words, 'For the one who wouldn't give up,' written on it. Inside there was a tape and a walkie talkie. He put the tape in the VCR and turned the tv on.
Mac's grinning face came on. "Congratulations Kaiba. You didn't give up like I thought you would. How are the dreams, not to shaky I hope." He laughed. "Anyway you've just decided the fate of all the ones you love. How does it feel? Now now don't rush to the phone to call home, by now all the cords have been cut anyway. I have the Manor under lock and key. So now just sit on pins and needles while I give you my next move. Here it is. Turn on the walkie talkie I gave you and proceed to your mansion." Mac turned to leave. "Oh and bring as many cops as you want." He brought a gun to the screen. "I have one to."
The screen went blank. So did Seto's face. All the color drained. He felt dizzy and sick. Gaining strength he call the police. Most were with him when they were driving up Kaiba Manor Lane.
Mac smiled as he looked out the window. "Perfect. I knew he would take the bait. Like candy to a baby."
Mokuba had grown tired of Mac's rude comments. "Listen we haven't done anything so let us go." He demanded. "Besides you're drinking."
Mac put up the quivering hand that held the gun. "Look drunk or sober kid, your running my nerves down. I'm a pretty good aimer too, so don't push it."
The walkie talkie buzzed. The police cheif was on the opposite end. "Mr. Hartnet this is the Domino Police. Come out peacefully and we'll let you off with bail."
Mac grabbed his talkie. "I'm so glad you could join us. Which one should I shoot first when you start to bother me? The little brother Mokuba or the lovely Claire."
Seto took the walkie talkie. "Listen here Mac. You better not hurt either. Let them go now."
Mac became flustered. He shot up. "That was a warning Seto. Let me leave with Claire and I promise not to hurt anyone again."
Ian pulled up fast. He ran over to Seto. "Is Mac inside."
"Yea and his holding my brother and my fiancee as captives to get what he wants."
Ian took the takie from Seto. "Mac, Mac get out here you stupid drunk."
"Drunk?" Seto questioned. "You mean he's been drinking."
Ian shruged. "Most likely."
Mac grinned. "Why if it isn't my former best-friend. How are you McCallister?"
"Mac stop playing these games. There old."
Another shot went out. Yelps of surprise could be heard from inside. "Does that sound like a game!" He yelled. He stared out the window.
Claire leaned over to Mokuba. "I want you to run for the door when there's a chance."
He shook his head. "I can't leave you here with him."
"Hey I can hear you two talking." He directed his attention back to the outside life. "So what's it going to be. I leave with Claire, no problems. Or someone gets hurt."
Ian was still talking to him. "Your not going to hurt anyone Mac."
"Why's that? You going to send specialize people up here to take me down? Nice try but it won't work."
"Come on Mac, lets forget this and go home."
"Forget this." He shot another shot. This one broken a window.
"Mokuba I need you to run as soon as I tell you, okay." A few tears escaped her worried green eyes.
"Okay Claire. Please be careful."
Claire nodded. She looked over to Mac. Getting up she came up with some ideas to get them out. "Mac this is...so cool." She felt really odd doing this. But something had to be done. He was losing his composure as it was. "I think we should leave together. Go somewhere where they wouldn't know us." She was extremely close to him.
"Really?" He asked surprisedly.
Nodded she gave him her best look. He looked deep in her eyes. She grabbed an empty vase and placed it behind her. "One more thing Mac." She whispered in his ear. "Goodnight." The vase came crashing down on his head. "Mokuba run, run now!"
Everyone heard what was going on. They looked up to the doors. Seto and Ian moved forward. Three gun shots went off.
"Claire he's up again." Mokuba looked behind them.
Claire pushed him to move faster. "Just keep running."
Mokuba ran out of the house like it was going to collasp. He fell to the ground out of breath when he was close to his brother. "Did...did Claire make it?" He asked between gasps.