Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh writers block I know what's going to happen but will it go onto the keyboard will it twiddle! Pain in the … Short I know but blame writers block and college' there being a pain, why must they insist on deadlines dam them' … but I haven't forgot about this I've figured out the ending almost got it written so this will be finished … please review tell me how I can improve, what u like what you don't, what you had for tea. Enjoy…
and its messing around with my mind talk things again temprimental computer so this is
"' 4th dragon'"
""other dragons""
'-seto'-
Chapter9
Seto rubbed his throbbing head as he scoured the office trying to find any evidence that the attacker left. He felt stifled by the rooms oppressive atmosphere, the room was completely clean, the only things that looked out of place were papers on the desk alongside an uncompleted Rubix cube, and a jar in the corner. Moving slowly he idly shuffled through the papers and placed them in the top draw of the desk. They were quickly flowed by the cube with a small disdainful mumble of "bloody amateurs." He continued to walk over and picked up the jar, bringing a hand to clutch the nearest shelf as he swooned. Putting the jar carefully on a nearby shelf he slowly left the room, not noticing the small glow coming from his deck.
Once he had rounded the corner Seto reached out trying to find a link to his ever-responsive cards, sensing unease seeping from his deck. He was distracted.
"'We must persuade the pharaoh to perform the spell'"
'-That is slowly happening, Yugi is willing, give him time and Yami will agree-'
"'Mokuba doesn't have the luxury of more time.'"
'-I know, I know. Is there no other way a quicker way...-' He felt a familiar coolness wrap out from around his deck.
""We could always remove their bubble of magic which blocks us from them, then we could go in and take him.""
"'But what about Mokuba he would be caught in the crossfire his safety could not be assured.'"
""Can it be assured with Marik running around!""
"'We would have time to mop up any loose ends this ways safer for the world.'"
""Don't shit in your own back yard.""
"'Yes but it will be safer for Mokuba'"
"WILL YOU JUST SHUT THE HELL UP…" Seto screamed as he turned yet another corridor stalking towards the hospital wing.
The harsh artificial lights of the hospital ward stung Yugi's eyes as he stepped into the hospital wing of the underground base.
/You would have thought that these people would have had enough bad heads without all of these interrogation lights shining in there faces all of the time./
/'It's just so they can drug you while your trying to take some headache tablets/' /Your never going to get over that are you/ Yugi shook his head as he walked slowly to where the professor lay, the others would still be hoping that he would wake. Yugi and Yami both knew that he wouldn't not until they gave in to there enemies and resurrected Marik, but how were they going to tell them that? As he slowly walked down the long ward he heard a noise come from one of the units. As he poked his head around the curtain he noticed that a young female teen was having a nightmare. As he carefully walked up to the bed he noticed that it was the girl from the night of the escape, what had the others called her? Leanne? Reanne? Yes that was it Reanne. He placed his hand on the teen and softly spoke,
"Reanne, you're having a bad dream, Reanne." Reanne awoke with a sudden start as she almost jumped out of the bed.
"W-wh-what?" Yugi recomposed him self, and offered what little information he could remember.
"You've been asleep for a long time, you're back in the school or what ever it is that you call it. Are you ok?" The teen looked around and nodded dumbly before trying to reach over to grab a glass, her hands shaking too badly for her to grip the jug so Yugi carefully pored out half a glass and pressed it firmly into her hands, as she shakily took a few sips she started to speak slowly.
"So we escaped, that's good… did every one get out? Who are you? I remember you but…" she ran her hand through her short blond hair in frustration.
"I'm Yugi, and don't worry apparently every one escaped, although there have been some more recent problems." As Yugi looked at the relieved teen he voiced a question which had been irritating him since he'd heard another's opinion on her actions on leaving the compound. "What caused you to… well..." he blushed slightly before feeling the close energy of his Yami urging him onwards "what made you transform so quickly, and well violently. Do you know?" she looked down at her duvet-covered legs. After a while she spoke, so softly that Yugi wasn't sure whether it was her or whether there were people in the next room.
"I remember feeling fine and smelling the clean air, and then I felt it… I don't know what to call it… the memories too fuzzy, it was like some thing was forcing it's way into somewhere that it didn't belong, it hurt and someone screamed. A man. And I just wanted out of there. NO, I had to get out of there." Yugi nodded his head. He remembered times when had felt the same,
"Have you ever felt it before?" she looked into the opposite curtain sadly lowering her head.
"No, but I'd recognise it anywhere." Yugi smiled softly.
"Once bitten twice shy. Anyway we had better let someone know that you're up, it'll be some good news for them at least." Yugi walked out of the room giving Reanne a reassuring smile as he left.
/Well a least that's some good news./
Yugi continued his journey down towards the end room to where the professor lay.
When he entered there was a feeling of anxious sorrow with a tint of confusion and anger. Yami coughed softly trying to gain the attention of the mass of mutants.
"I know that this is probably an inappropriate time but Reanne's awake. I think she'd appreciate some company. Could I talk to you about the professor? But I think that we should talk else were." A young girl looked up.
"B-but what if he wakes up, we've got to be here."
This is why I'm in control thought Yami. He could feel Yugi's sorrow for the girl: his aibou has so much empathy he was almost empathic which, although it allows him to get along with absolutely any one, also leaves moments like this. He could feel Yugi in his soul room pacing, almost in tears for the mutants. He sent the energy of a mental hug down their link.
"Well you can't just leave Reanne sitting in the ward." He reasoned, "Why don't some of you go and see Reanne, some of you can stay here." and shooting a direct look at Logan "And some of you can come and talk with me. There's no need for every one to be in here. Besides most of you look like you need a rest." And boy he wasn't kidding, most of them looked like they'd been sitting there for days, even though the professor had only been in the room for a few hours. He stepped into the hallway and waited, noting that the general message must have gotten through and the mutants had slowly started filtering out. Logan had came along with Jean, Scott, and the weather witch Ororo "Is there some were that we can talk without being overheard "Why are you hiding something more." Scot said venomously. Yami didn't dignify that with an answer as he was lead away to another room, but secretly he was starting to dislike being here. Hiding all of these secrets and their unawareness was starting to hurt his aibou. He sighed as he stepped through into another small room that looked like some kind of laboratory and smelt strongly of disinfectant.
"Unfortunately I know what has happened to the professor and Yugi believes that you should know what is going on." Scot had made a fist out of his palm, Ororo was looking angry and Logan wasn't growling. Yami didn't know whether he had pissed the man off beyond that or whether the man had been expecting it… "You know how they want me to raise Marik from the dead, well they took Xaviours soul as hostage which is why he won't wake unless they chose to let him."
/Or we win the game/
"I know that you shouldn't believe me but it can and has happened, and we will raise Marik and the rules of their game will be played out whether they intended it to be or not."