Disclaimer: Fuck, I already hate these things……… I don't own Saoko Raiya or Kaiya, who belong to DeceptiveInnocence, and which I am using with her permission, and I obviously don't own YGO either.
A/N: Well, hi again! Ok, this fic, just a warning, is going to have graphic violence/sex, character death, and drug use, so if any of you have a problem with that………. sorry, but I don't think any of you do if you survived the last fic, lol. Anyways, without further ado, shout-outs:
WolfOfShadow: All you had to do was ask shadow # hands shadow the car she wanted# Have fun!
surfergurl16: I know, I love Demi...she's one of my greatest creations ! She's actually based after my best friend, Deceptive-Innocence... I swear, I'm going to write a book for her: Common Sense For Dummies. Anyways, hope you like the chapter!
Bloody-Skull-Baby: Hello again! Reading another I see... yay! Anyways, I loooove that song, that's why I used it. Heehee, anyways, hope you like this chapter!
GothPoetofDarkness15:I know, I love Joey's car. I was thinking of what I coudl put on his and that popped up and I couldn't stop laughing. I swear, my parents thought I was nuts, lmao.
Ok, with that said…….. I give you chapter three # bows and walks off stage #
Open My Eyes: Rise Of HellFire
Chapter 3
Clues Left Behind
Darkness covered the city, the dark night sending a chilly wind through the air, but that didn't bother the figure standing in the shadows, it's wolfish green eyes reflecting the moonlight.
A gust of wind rippled the cloak that it wore as it waited for the other to come. It's ears twitched slightly as it picked up the footsteps of the approaching person. A few moments later, he rounded the corner and walked towards the figure.
"Do you have it?" The figure asked gruffly, watching with disappoint as the man looked away, afraid. He knew how these people were, and he knew he was lucky if he made it out of this alive. He had contemplated running, but he knew they would have hunted him down anyway.
"You don't have it do you?" The figure said in a singsong voice, making the man tremble.
"Look." He said, trying a last ditch effort to save his life. "I can have it later. Just smooth it over with Saoko for me, just talk to that Exlim guy, he'll make sure she gets what she needs." He added with a wink, clearly showing what he meant.
With a growl the figure's semi-clawed hands reached for the hood, and threw it back, the moonlight illuminating Exlim's scowling face.
"What was that?" He said in a deadly voice, pulling back the hammer of his gun.
"Makodo!" Shouting Exlim's last name in panic, he backed away from the angry man in fear. "Look, I was just clowning, ok! Look, I know your family reputation, and I'll make sure to make this up to you if you would just-"
"Stop your fucking babbling." Exlim barked, making the terrified man fall into silence, as the click of the loaded gun sounded ominously in the night. "Saoko gave you three days." Exlim said, casually lifting the gun and pressing it to the trembling man's head. "Three days are up." The gunshot filled the air as Exlim blasted the guy's brains out, some of the blood spraying onto his face. "Such a waste." He muttered, wiping the blood off his face and licking his hand.
Putting the gun back into his pocket he reached out with gloved hands and began searching the man's clothes. He picked up his wallet, looked in it and smirked, pulling out a wad of bills and counting them.
"10 grand." He mused out loud. "Not bad." Stuffing the money into his pocket he continued in his searching until he found what he was looking for.
He smirked as he held up a bag filled with power. He opened it, put some on his tongue and smirked before turning to the corpse. "And you said you didn't have it. Fucking cocksucker." He added, giving the corpse a kick before walking away, leaving him to rot.
Saoko.
Turned as the door opened, revealing Exlim who threw off his black and red cloak, shaking his hair out before turning to the small women. (A/N: His hair isn't that long by the way, but some of the bangs fall into his eyes)
"So do you-"
"Yes I have it." He answered, flinging the bag of heroin onto the table before she could even get the question out, making her growl in annoyance. He was going to be dead if he didn't watch it. "But I had to kill the guy."
"Good." She answered, scooping the bag up.
"Hey, I want my share." He said, making Saoko turn to face him, her knee-length black hair swishing softly.
"Fine." She answered, pouring some into a smaller package. "But the rest gets sold."
"Fine by me." He said, casually catching the small bag that she threw to him.
"And don't take that shit yet." She added, turning back to him so that half of her face was illuminated. "We have to try our plan again." At this Exlim rolled his eyes.
"It's already failed eleven fucking times, what says this one is gonna work?" He said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.
"Who thought that you and I were going to work?" She countered coolly. "And I'm starting to almost wish that yours had failed. Now get ready." Exlim growled softly, but bit his tongue and left the room, heading for the experiment room to get things ready.
"Fucking bitch." He muttered as he prepared the bed and the medical equipment. "What she needs is a good fuck."
"What was that?" Her deadly voice rang out from the shadows as she stepped into the room.
"You heard me." He said with a smirk, stepping up to her and pressing her small body into the wall with his own. His tongue ran up her neck as she surpressed a shudder.
"Not now." She growled, shoving him off her, making him chuckle as she shouldered past him, filling the needle with a clear liquid. "Bring him in." She said as she heard the knock on the door. The man came in carrying a youth of 26, and put him on the bed.
"Are you sure he won't struggle?" Exlim inquired as Saoko strapped him down.
"No." She replied. "He's too high on cocaine to struggle." Exlim said nothing, but it was clear by the glazed look on the man's face that she was right - he was stoned right out of his fucking mind. "Hold him down." The small women and Exlim leaned over the figure, securely holding his arms down - he wasn't fighting now, but when that shit got into him, fuck……….
"3……….2………..1…….." Exlim counted down casually, almost boredly. That, however changed as soon as Saoko injected him with the fluid.
"Get back." But Exlim didn't need to be told - the moment she had injected him he had jumped away. The heart monitor was the first sign, the irregular beeping filled the room nearly masked by the youth's insane animalistic cries.
His hand clenched, his eyes shut, the veins splayed over his skin like ropes.
"Come on, come on." Saoko muttered to herself as the man's eyes shot open, a feral, animalistic look in their shining depths - a look that was forever imprinted on his face as his eyes lost all then life in them.
"Fuck!" Exlim shouted as the sound of the flatline machine filled the room.
"Dead." Saoko seethed walking over to the figure and unstrapping him while Exlim lit a cigarette. "Get the fuck in here." She called to the door and immediately the guy that had brought him in came in the door and removed the corpse. "And make sure he's found."
"I don't fucking get this bullshit!" Exlim exclaimed, puffing his cigarette and exhaling angrily. "You worked, I worked - why the sam FUCK won't they?"
"Blood." Saoko answered calmly. "We have the same blood type, AB, which is extremely rare - none of the subjects since has had the same blood." Exlim ran his hand through his fiery locks before turning back to Saoko.
"Later."
"Where the hell are you going?" She demanded and Exlim sighed.
"To have some fun." And with that, he was gone. Saoko let him go, knowing that to him 'having fun' meant getting high and then fucking whatever chick who would put out for him - and with him having been blessed with the beautiful (although deadly) looks that he did, it wouldn't be hard to find a slut that would get in the back seat with him.
'Doesn't matter.' She thought with a sigh before leaving the room. She didn't need him for this, in fact, she was almost glad that he was gone. She would have time to think, find out just why in the hell Marik had sent her what he did.
She turned into her room and sat down at the dresser, gently lifting the book that he had sent her in the mail only a week before his death.
She knew it wasn't to read - that it had some meaning, and the title hadn't mattered in the least. She had examined every page looking for a clue that he seemed to have been sure that she would find……. But it hadn't been there, and it pissed her off that he was outsmarting her - she had always been by far the most intelligent and intellectual - not to mention most deadly and sadistic - member of the Ishtar branch.
Unless…………….
She opened the book and examined the back of the front cover - nothing. She flipped to the back cover and found what she was looking for. A slight flaw in the seam - completely undetectable unless you were Saoko Raiya.
At this, she chuckled - but a chuckle that held no mirth and the type that would send a chill down even the bravest person's spine if that laugh was directed at them.
"Of course." She muttered to herself. It was so obvious that she wondered why she hadn't looked for it in the three years that she had had the book.
Without hesitation she pulled out a small switchblade from her pocket and cut along the seam, tearing it away completely. A small piece of paper fluttered out, Saoko catching it on it's way to the ground.
It was a photo. A photo of a young -looking girl with long blonde hair and shining, seductive blue eyes.
'So this is what he wanted me to find.' She thought, tucking the photo into her coat pocket. Pulling out her cellphone she dialed the number.
Exlim.
He smirked as he flipped off the women beneath him, catching his breath as he ran his hands through his hair.(A/N: Ok…….. can anyone say PLAYBOY! Ok, I'm done )
She was breathing heavy too, no doubt exhausted from the workout that he had put her through. She turned around on her side so that she could see his face illuminated in the moonlight streaming through the car window - it was apparent that she wasn't used to being cuddled after sex, which is something Exlim was thankful for.
Cuddling and affection wasn't his scene in the least - his love was physical, violent, destructive and a fatal poison to anyone that came to close to him.
He knew it, he embraced it, even was proud of it in his own way.
"That wasn't bad." Exlim commented with a smirk/slash grin as he turned his head to look at her with his dilated, drug-glazed eyes.
"It hurt, but I like it better that way anyway." He smirked at the slut's comment it hurt. What the hell was the bitch expecting - romantic dinner and then slow and steady on the beach?
The fact that it hurt came from one simple reason - he didn't give a fuck about his sex partner as long as he was getting what he wanted out ofthem. (A/N: Basically people his sexual turn-on's (as you will later discover more thoroughly as the fic progress's) are violence, blood, and pain…………. # nervous anime sweatdrop # uh……ya……….)
The ringing of a cellphone pierced the air and he rolled his eyes.
"What the fuck does she want?" He muttered as he reached around for the small device.
"She who?" The girl asked and Exlim just smirked, ignoring her completely as he brought the device to his ear.
"What the fuck do want?" He growled into the receiver, but he wasn't able to see Saoko's rolled eyes as she heard the heron-induced drawl in his voice, her eyes fell on the photo, studying the girl's face again.
"Get your ass over here - now. I don't give a fuck if you have Britney Spears in your back seat." She didn't give him time to respond to the demand before hanging up. Exlim glared at his phone angrily for a moment before throwing it out the car window, letting it smash on the cement.
The girl sat up, running her hands down his chest from behind, working her hands over his tensed shoulders. She grinned - obviously high too.
"What's wrong baby?" She muttered before spinning him around and pressing her naked body against his chest. The offer was clear and Exlim wasted no time in pushing her forcefully under him.
Saoko.
She pressed the hang up button on her phone angrily, glaring at the device. She had called Exlim twenty minutes ago and he had either turned his phone off - or smashed it.
Yes, the young 24 year old male was really pushing it lately.
Growling, her cat-like eyes seeming to glow in the dim lighting she dialed a second number.
Elsewhere
The figure lifted the phone to her mouth, the moonlight casting a faint glow over her face.
"Hello?"
"Yashi, I need you to find someone for me, I'm sending you the picture now." Saoko ordered, and Yashi didn't ask questions. She knew who it was on the other end of the conversation and there was no need for further talk as she turned on her computer screen, bringing the file up.
"I have it." She answered, studying the photo for a moment.
"I want her identified and found by tomorrow at dusk."
"No need." Yashi answered. "I know who she is - her name's Ming."
A/N:
MWHAWHAWHHWAHWA! You thought I got rid of her for good didn't you? # evil laugh #. There was a reason I had Marik send her off! Anyways, new character introduced in this chapter, although not for very long, but don't worry you'll see more of her soon! Anyways………. blah not much to say…… my friend slept over last night and we were up insanely late like……. 9 in the morning and getting up 3 ½ hours later……….. ya………. Anyways, please R&R people, it means a ton!