A/N: Wow, just got this done. I was going to put one last scene on the end, but… I don't have time. Oh well. Just be glad you got a chapter at all! Please…?

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leviathanofpower: Ahhhhhh! Don't die! I don't want you to die! Ahem. That is, I hope you continue to enjoy the fic!

Willowwind: If they get Mokuba, I will smack them... Heh. Now it sounds like I don't know what's going to happen. But I do. If you ask really nice, maybe I'l tell you hee hee hee... Have you read a book called The Saint of Dragons? Because that's worse. It's all about the dragon hunters going to try and get rid of all the dragons, and there's only one good dragon (The Dubai Dragon) and he turns traitor. Then he explodes.Meh.

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Disclaimer: Oneofthosereallyannoyingdisclaimersthatnosylawersandmiserablecopyrighterssaywehavetowrite:Idon'townanythinginthisfic,andyouarethethickoneifyouthinkIdo!

Now then…

Five: Room 101

"I know where I've seen it! This code!" Mokuba yelled suddenly, scaring Ryou to death.

"Where?" Ryou asked curiously, looking over his shoulder again to see the code for himself.

"Well, not exactly, but it's very close!" Mokuba babbled on. "Tell me, did you see any rouge duel disks around when we were searching the house?"

Ryou shook his head, baffled. Mokuba deflated.

"Oh, c'mon…" He moaned. "To have come all this way and…"

"I didn't say I didn't know where to get one." Ryou said happily. "I don't know why you want a disk all of a sudden, but I think it's about time I got my old friend out, no?"

And so, without further ado, they headed back towards Ryou's flat, Mokuba explaining along the way.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

"Urrgh…" Jenna woke slowly and groggily. Then she sat up as she realised she wasn't at home, or a hotel or hostel or even Ryou's flat. "What is this…" She wondered, standing up and examining the place that looked worrying like a cell; a concrete room with bars for a door. Through the aforementioned bars, she could see an identical cell oppisite. There were no windows, and little artificial light, just a single, weak bulb hanging between the two cages. However, even if the room and cells had had floor to ceiling windows of the finest, clearest, glass and the sun was as bright as the hottest day over the Sahara, Jenna doubted it would have improved at all. This room was irrepressibly dingy. Now, how to get out? Especially as she didn't even know where she was…

She heard a slight movement, and wiped round to see a man sitting in the corner of the cell, his back against the wall and his legs stretched out along the length of the bars. He glanced up at Jenna, but made no move to speak, remaining creepily silent.

"Who are you!" Jenna screamed, jumping. Then, realising she had instinctively yelled in her native tongue, she began to repeat the question in Japanese.

"Don't bother." Seto said lazily, straightening up. "I do understand English, even though you have a very strange accent."

"That's because I have relatives in most of Europe!" Jenna protested. "So I'm a mixt…" Then she remembered that it really wasn't any of his business. "Look, why didn't you say anything before?"

"You didn't make any effort at conversation either." Seto pointed out. His legs and back were numb. He stood up, noting that he was only perhaps a head taller then the girl before him. Oh well. Maybe people were generally just taller in… wherever she was from.

"That's because I didn't know you were there!" Jenna replied, already frustrated with this guy… As he stood up, she could see his face better in the dull light and recognised him instantly. "Hey, you're that robot guy!"

Seto just sighed. He was used to statements like that. "And you are…?"

"No-one." Jenna said slowly. "Just a student from England, travelling…"

"I meant your name, moron."

"Jenna. It's Jenna. So, what's going down here?"

"Use your imagination." Seto answered, rolling his eyes.

"But… we've been kidnapped?" Jenna asked, wanting to sit down suddenly, but thinking better of it when she remembered the floor was made of concrete. "Why?"

"You tell me." Seto shrugged. "What do you have to offer them?"

"Nothing!" Jenna moaned. "It's not like I have any money… hey, why would anyone kidnap you!"

"Oh, let me think." Seto spat sarcastically "What could the owner of a multi-billon pound company possibly have to offer anyone?"

Jenna ignored him. "Wait! I bet they want you to build them an army of robots so they can just beat the crap out of all the other countries!"

Seto wondered vaguely if she could possibly be serious. "Or maybe," He said heavily. "They just want money."

Jenna exhaled noisily. "Whatever. Kill the dream, why don't ya? Well, I hope that Ryou and Mokuba don't do anything too-"

Seto was on her in an instant. "You know where Mokuba is!" He demanded.

"Well, duh." Jenna said, unable to stop herself backing away a little "He's-"

Seto pounced and covered her mouth, muffling the words.

"Ssh!" He hissed, intensely. He swung the rather scared Jenna round so she could see the CCTV camera in the corner. "Do you want them to know!"

Jenna shook her head as best she could, and Seto released her. She quickly backed off, away to the other side of the cell.

"I'm only here because they threatened to harm my brother." Seto admitted, slowly and coldly. "So I can't let you jeopardise that." It wasn't an apology, but it was an explanation. And, in time, maybe that would be good enough.

"Well, he's alright." Jenna sighed, after a long pause. "At least, he was last time I saw him. But I think-"

Whatever Jenna thought was cut off as the door to the room containing the two cells swung open, squealing like a pig and car breaks rolled into one. Two more nameless henchmen entered the room. A moment later, they began to pull a protesting, pulling, fighting, Jenna out. Seto almost helped. But, from the sounds of things, he'd need to appear helpless for a little longer. So he watched as Jenna was eventually over powered and pulled away- 'For questioning.'

"Don't tell them anything…" Seto begged quietly as she continued to struggle and her head came within his vicinity. She nodded, and, as she was pushed forcibly against the bars and her hands tied, she looked very scared. But she smiled grimly.

"Room 101…" She half-laughed, half sobbed. Seto wasn't quitesure what she meant by that. Did this senario remind her of it? Or was there something else he wasn't quite grasping? Hmm. Probablythe former. Strange she should mention it at a time like this. Even stranger heshould bebothered about it at a time like this. Jenna struggled one last time,then she gave up, walking,defeated but still determined not to succumb to… whatever they were going to do, and whoever 'they' were… She walked, head held high, and went with the guards out of the room with as much dignity as possible.

The door slammed, and Seto sat back down, wondering absently if he'd see her again. Still, at least he remembered why Mokuba had mentioned her name before- Ryou's travelling companion.

Things were getting dangerous. He needed to get out soon. But, then… No, not yet.

Just a little while longer. He needed to see how this turned out.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

They continued to walk swiftly up the stairs and along the hallway to where Ryou's flat was.

"So it's like the programming in the Duel Disks?" Ryou checked, still finding it hard to get his head round what Mokuba was trying to get across to him.

"No." Mokuba shook his head, slowly as they nearly reached Ryou's door. "It's more like the code that was written for all the cards. You run it through the program on the Duel Disks to project the hologram, and every card is different. So I think that maybe…it's…" He trailed off as he saw why Ryou's flat had been left open and what the man himself was staring at. "Oh, man…"

Ryou had gone very pale. He walked slowly further into the flat, broken possessions being kicked underfoot. The damage was wide spread and throughout the flat. There was seemingly nothing left righted or in one piece. Ryou moved listlessly through the flat, from room to room, Mokuba trailing after him. They didn't speak.

They entered the main room again, but Ryou's eyes merely flicked over it before he turned and walked across the hall again.

Mokuba, however, moved into the main room. He wanted to help, but he didn't even know where to start. How did you clean up something like this? Something scratched under his trainers. He lifted his foot, finding Ryou's guitar, or part of it, underneath. Whoever had robbed him had even snapped the neck off.

"Oh man…" Mokuba groaned again, wanting to sit down, but the sofa cushions were ripped and torn, scattered across the room. "This is all my fault…" They had silently agreed that this wasn't a normal robbery. They had obviously suspected him of staying with Ryou. And he thought he had been so clever, but all that had happened was that he had got Ryou's home trashed! And if they had been in…

"They took Jenna." Ryou said flatly, scaring Mokuba once again. But there wasn't time for that now.

"What?" Mokuba asked "Are you sure? I mean, why would they? Maybe she's at the Police station…"

Ryou shook his head. "It's all here." He said, screwing up a note in his hand. "Here." He tossed something at Mokuba. Mokuba caught it, surprised to see it was a duel disk. And not one of the ones the Americans had mass-produced either. A original Kaiba Corp. Model.

"There's two of them." Ryou said shortly, holding up a second disk. "When I found out I qualified for a free disk, I already…" He trailed off, not wanting to try and explain how Bakura had stolen a disk for him first. He began to walk out the flat.

"Ryou?" Mokuba called "Where are you…?"

"Going?" Ryou completed. "Back to your place, naturally."

"But…" Mokuba began, looking back at the ruined flat.

"We got what we came for." Ryou said stiffly. "Now we have to go and get them."

Mokuba nodded, following the nineteen year old's strides. But it didn't change the fact that e felt incredibly guilty. What had essentially began concerning him alone had spread, and now people were getting hurt. Ryou hadn't done anything wrong, but now he had been dragged in, and his belongings ruined. And from him Jenna had become involved, kidnapped just on the off chance that she knew something. Just because she may know where he was. And, he suspected, they knew that if she didn't know, Ryou would. And they knew Ryou would go after her.

They were walking right into the lion's den. They were going to go right into the place where the people trying to get them were trying to take them. And they were going to hope that they stayed alive.

He just wished he knew why. What did these people want…!

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Hours later, Yugi waited, getting as little annoyed.

"Sorry, the number you are trying to call does not exist." The phone insisted. "Please redial and try again."

Yugi frowned, putting the phone down to stop the repeated message mid-word. He had already dialled three times… surely he couldn't have miss-dialled all three times! He tried one last time, putting in each number slowly and individually. As he waited, he knew there was no mistake.

"Sorry, the number you are trying to call does not exist. Please redial and try again. Sorry, the number you called…"

As the message played over and over again, Yugi growled in frustration.

"Yes it does!" He screamed. "I used this number yesterday! Of course it exists!"

"…Try again. Sorry, the…"

"Shut up, you idiotic thing!" Yugi yelled. "It exists, alright! So connect me!"

"…does not exist. Please redial…"

Yugi slammed the phone down, the growl of frustration now promoting itself to a scream.

"Um… is this a bad time?" Someone asked. He hadn't heard them come through the shop door over yelling at the phone. He turned to see none other then the ex-muse, Azreal. Or, to call her by her human name, as he should, Anna.

"Anna!" He said. "How was it?" He was, of course, referring to her visit to her family.

"Okay." She shrugged. "I suppose the general population worshipping me is better then when they despised me."

"Well, you did save the city…" Yugi smiled. "With Kaiba, of course." (A/N: Look out for this particular story after IMM is done!)

"Heh." Anna smirked. "I still can't believe you thought Seto and I were dead…" she laughed.

"You were." Yugi pouted. "Half of you, anyway. And Kaiba only just made it out as well, so there!"

"Speaking of Seto…" Anna said slowly. "That's why I came round. I went round to see them about half an hour ago, just after I got back, and the place was empty! I just wondered if Mokuba had mentioned anything while he was here…"

Yugi shook his head. "No, I haven't seen him since Friday. He doesn't work on Sundays either, so he won't be here today. Sorry."

"Strange…" Anna muttered.

"I'll tell you what's stranger." Yugi sighed. "Whenever I try and phone Ryou, it tells me that the number doesn't exist… Oh, did I mention he was back?"
"No." Anna replied, surprised. "Is he?"
"Yeah." Yugi nodded, giving up as the phone sent out the same recorded message. "Along with a friend of his. But, now that I think about it, I haven't seen them since Friday night either. I was sure he'd want to do something yesterday, but…" He shrugged.

"Hmm…" Anna smiled. "Call me Azreal, cause I think I smell an adventure!"

"I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation…" Yugi protested weakly, but Azreal was already dragging him out the shop.

"I've never been wrong so far!" She said cheerfully. "And I'm sure the Kaiba brother's disappearance and Ryou's disappearing Phone are connected! So let's go over to Ryou's and check it out!"

"Well, I am a little worried about him…" Yugi admitted doubtfully "But I don't see how-"

"Oh, cheer up!" Azreal grinned as she saw his downcast face. "How long has it been since you had a good adventure, eh? And don't lie, the muses know everything! Including you longing for more adventures, deep down inside…" She paused, seeing Yugi was still unconvinced. "C'mon! It'll be fun!"

And, when they got there…

"Well…" Azreal said grimly "At least you know why the phone didn't work." She gave a half shrug, lifting up the shattered phone by it's cut chord.

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A/N: Hurrk! What will they do to Jenna! And what will Mokuba and Ryou achieve by walking right into 'the lions den'! And now Yugi and Azreal have come into it to! This is getting out of hand… Oh well. R&R please! For more about Azreal, read Amusing for Inspiration. And as for the thing Yugi was referring to… Well, what can I say? Coming soon! So, until Saturday, watch this space!

(For those of you that don't know, Room 101 is of course from Orwell's 1984, and in a nutshell it was a room where you were faced with your worst fear whilst being questioned)

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