A/N: Well, people, this chapter begins the Daily Update Challenge… I'm actually typing this on Wednesday night, so whether I succeed or not is till very sketchy. Let's just cross our fingers and hope for the best, ne? The chapters this week will be short, but hey, who doesn't like little and often...? Anyone?

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Eight: Swatches and Lemons

Azreal reeled back, bumping into Yugi. She had very nearly walked straight round the corner and into a pair of guards.

"What do we do now…?" Yugi asked quietly. "Guards behind us, guards in front of us… We're trapped."

"I have no idea." Azreal said happily, almost as if she was enjoying it all. "What we need is a way to get rid of them, a distraction of some sort…"

"What did you have in mind?" Yugi asked worriedly.

"I don't know…" Azreal replied, head on one side. "Maybe something-"

She was interrupted by a bang echoing from one of the corridors. The guards instantly broke into a run in that direction.

"Something exactly like that!" She concluded, grinning. "C'mon Yugi! Follow that noise! Because where there's an explosion…" She paused. "There's bound to be a Kaiba."

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The watch continued to beep happily as it hung on the bars, and the two travellers continued to watch in slight discomfort.

Ryou watched fearfully, something about the way that watch was beeping reminded him inexplicitly of what was almost certainly a-

He was interrupted as the wrist watch exploded, blowing the cell door right off it's hinges.

A countdown.

Trying to remain calm, Ryou fought to get a piece of plastic shrapnel out of his hair, cursing quietly as the still-hot fragment burnt his fingers.

They looked at each other.

"Well." Mokuba said eventually "That worked a little better then expected…"

"How the hell did you do that!" Jenna demanded.

"Oh, well, ya see…" Mokuba flustered "I noticed when I was trying to stop the alarm that the watch had an alkaline battery, which was leaking. And then I thought, well, we have the battery alkali and the lemon's acid, so all I had to do was to get the concentration right and I could get it to explode; but of course it wasn't a powerful enough reaction so I had to re-wire some of the circuits so I could pass electricity through it so it would heat up and…"

"Sorry I asked…" Jenna interrupted, indicating with a sweep of her arm that it had all gone completely over her head.

"I wasn't expecting it to be that powerful…" Mokuba concluded sheepishly. "I just wanted to blow the lock up, not the whole door…"

"I was wondering that myself…" Seto commented. "There's no way that such a simple bomb would blow up a door unless you somehow managed to-"

"Um, sorry to interrupt…" Ryou put in. "But that bang will have alerted pretty much everyone in the building. Maybe we better hurry this up…"

"Uh-huh." Jenna agreed. "So, unless anyone has two lemons and a watch with a dodgy battery, that may cause a bit of a problem…"

The problem she was referring to, of course, was the fact that Mokuba's bomb had only broken his and Ryou's cell- Seto and Jenna were still trapped and guards were approaching rapidly.

"Seto…" Mokuba began, suddenly realising something. "Tell me you really do have something in your eye…"

Seto gave a rare smile. "Did you ever doubt me, brother?" He asked, removing his contact lenses.

"I never could…" Mokuba said, reaching through the bars for them.

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"Oops, wrong turn!" She laughed.

He groaned. "This is by far the worst rescue I've ever been on…"

"Ah, don't be like that Yugi! Try to enjoy this!"

Another, louder, groan.

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Ryou and Jenna watched in amazement as Mokuba fumbled with the contacts, fitting them into a kind of 3D oval. They were even more surprised when a full projection began to rotate in the air in front of the retina scan. It clicked open, and one of the locks 3 red LEDs changed to green.

"I'm guessing those aren't ordinary contacts." Ryou said quizzically, and it was Seto answered.

"No." He said, a hint of pride coming into his voice. "A little something I'm working on… They're actually mini cameras and, as you can see, holo projectors. They can take in just a few less images a second then the human eye, but unlike the human eye can capture full dimensions- Height, width, depth, whatever. Then they can project a realistic image of whatever you like." He smirked in self-satisfaction. "Unfortunately, they do make your eyes water, but as soon as I've worked that out, I'm selling them to the Intelligence agencies."

"No way!" Jenna cried. "You have to release these commercially! How much do they cost to produce?"

"Not much as people would think." Seto shrugged. "But who'll pay ,ore money for them?"

"You are so sneaky…"

"Hey, maybe we should stop chatting!" Mokuba said, looking up from examining the lock. "We don't have much time left, and this thing still has voice recognition and a card swipe…"

"I can beat the voice recognition." Seto said. "The card I wasn't expecting…"

"Would this do?" Ryou asked, pulling the key card he'd stolen before out.

Mokuba didn't respond, instead taking the card and running it through the lock. Another light turned green.

"Here's a question…" Jenna said thoughtfully, her voice rasping from lack of water. "If there's all this security that'll only open for Metal Man, then how did the guards open it alone before?"

"There must be a manual override somewhere." Mokuba shrugged. "Seto? The voice recognition?"

Seto pulled a small organiser out of his pocket. "Hey," He said to Mokuba as he began to press some buttons. "Remember this?"

"You actually kept it?" Mokuba said in surprise. He had brought it as a birthday present for Seto a long time ago.

The elder Kaiba nodded. "Yes. As you said, it's better then the ones I made… except it has been slightly modified. I knew they wouldn't let me bring my laptop, so…"

"They smashed it." Mokuba said sadly. "Your laptop I mean."

"Why do you doubt me?" Seto shook his head. "That wasn't my real laptop. That was a decoy- so they'd think I didn't have any escape plans. Plug this in." He ordered, passing a wire through the bars to his younger brother. Mokuba did so.

"What are you going to do with that?" Ryou asked curiously.

"If it's a voice recognition lock…" Mokuba began, beginning to figure it out himself. "Then somewhere inside it's memory it must have the password it needs to open!"

"Exactly." Seto nodded. "So all I have to do is hack in, find the appropriate voice code…"
"And play it back to itself!" Mokuba completed as Seto set to work.

"With an Organiser?" Ryou echoed indcredously, then shook his head. "Your Kaibas. I should've guessed…"

"Presto." Seto murmured a moment later as Bling-man's voice came from the small speaker he'd installed in the organiser.

"Let me in, quickly! I'm a busy man with no time to spare!" The organiser said in a perfect imitation of Bling-man's voice. The last LED turned green, and Seto swung the door open.

"Easy as that." He commented.

"And you didn't do this before because…?" Jenna asked, disgruntled.

Seto shrugged. "I wanted to see how this would turn out."

"You Physco…" Jenna replied, too tired to yell.

Mokuba laughed. "The Kaiba brothers do it again!" He cheered.

"Yeah," Jenna whispered under her breath. "Sooner or later they'll make you into a platformer…"

It seemed nobody had picked up on this joke at first, until she heard Ryou humming the Super Mario Brothers theme absently to himself.

"What?" Seto demanded, his glare back in place.

"Nothing…" Jenna smiled innocently, heading towards the door. "Now let's get out of here!" She turned again to Seto. "Get a move on, Mario!"

Seto scowled harder, but Mokuba chuckled.

"Super Kaiba Brothers…" He said, by way of explanation. "Oh, never mind…"

The good humour did not last long, however, because when Jenna opened the door they found themselves face to face with a pair of Guards.

And the barrel of a gun.

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"Yugi?"

"Mmm…?"
"Now is most defiantly when they need us."

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They froze.

"See?" The one holding the gun taunted. "For all your clever tricks and schemes, you can't stand up to one little gun! I don't know how you got out of that cell…" He continued, taking in one open cell door and one burnt-out one melting on the floor. "But I'm telling you, this bullet will go straight through ya- and anyone standing behind you."

Seto, standing next to Jenna at the front of the group, smiled. "Keep him talking." He whispered to her. "You seem to be good at that."

Jenna looked at him quizzically.

"Speaking of people standing behind you…" He offered in explanation, glancing up the corridor.

"What would shooting us achieve?" Jenna said to the guard, sounding desperate. "Why would you go through such trouble to bring us here just to shoot us?"

"We only need the Kaiba brothers." He replied shortly. "So there's no problem with my shooting you and your boyfriend… In fact, it's inevitable."

"We're not going-!" Jenna began to protest, before the guard was knocked out by something that gave off a discord of sound as it made contact. Whoever was doing the hitting managed to get the other guard with the back lash, and the two sunk like stones, revealing the two people standing behind them.

"You know," Azreal said conversationally, Yugi shaking his head behind her. "This is a really nice guitar, Ryou. You should take better care of it." She tossed it to him. "Hi everyone."

"Jenna." Ryou smiled. "Allow me to introduce Anna Mitsan."

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"Impressive, impressive…" He mumbled "Why didn't we spot those two on the CCTV?" He demanded.

"Well, we were still putting the fake feed through the cameras…" One lackey said hesitatingly. It had been the bosses' idea- To mess with the guy's head so he would give up the kid after all. "So we didn't…"

"Spare me your excuses." He said, rolling his eyes, turning back to the only monitors in the building that weren't still showing Kaiba supposedly beating the girl up. "Yes…" He continued. "I wasn't expecting any less of them, even with all the new arrivals…Well, well, well…" He smiled, pausing for thought, then nodded. "Yes. Let's make this a little fun… Get everyone to their positions and start the 'simulation'- for a real adventure!" He cackled at his own wit as all through the building, walls moved and rearranged, floors folded out or back, and the whole building in general mutated, leaving our heroes stranded in a room that was, temporarily, completely and utterly dark.

But it was only just beginning…

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A/N: By the time you're reading this I shall more or likely be already camping in the middle of a field for a Christian Festival! Whooo! Makes me Dance! (Dances) 'Why,' I hear you thinking, 'How is she going to update from a middle of a field? Does she have a laptop?'. The answer is no. I have a younger sibling- I knew I'd find a reason for them one day- who shall henceforth be known as the Update Monkey! Go Update Monkey! (Pokes) So, if all goes to plan, join this fic again tomorrow and I'll see you all on Monday night or Tuesday!