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Chapter 9
Fiends of Forever: Predator

He stared at the spots on the carpet. They sunk. Deep.

Seto knew he wouldn't be able to get them out of his carpet for a while.

Then… what happened was completely unexpected.

The smell.

Oh! The smell…it was excellent. Pungent.

He squirmed from side to side. The moonlight shined through the windows and Kaiba tightened his grip.

"I know dear brother."

. . . killed his own flesh and blood out of blood-thirsty attempts.

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Lights flashed and it took a moment for Kaiba to realize he was standing on the porch of his mansion. They weren't the ordinary white…But red and blue. Sirens. They seemed to echo off into the silence. The older teen clenched his teeth for a moment. He tried to remember…Think damnit! What happened? I was—I was in my room with Mokuba. Oh God. Mokuba. Please… let this all be a dream. Please! Seto stood. That was it. Frozen like the cold and heartless statue he already was. Harsh . . . But there was no meaning to live now. None what so ever. No matter how much he wanted to commit suicide right now for what he had done…the little raspy voice in the back of his head mentioned, you are already dead.

The lights gleamed in the distance before his house in the driveway. It took a second for Kaiba to see three people were lifting something up into the back of a car. A bed. That's what it looked like. A bed. Who's on it? It was hard to tell. A white sheet covered what was lying on top of it.

Bump.

Bump. Thump. Bump-bump.

Music, along with the beating of his heart, mightily pounded throughout his head and ears. Gulping, Kaiba turned towards the door behind him. The front doors were open. How did they get open? And when did he ever get out here? It was almost—Kaiba glanced down at his watch—what! It couldn't be almost ten pm on the thirty-first of October. It was impossible. That day happened almost one in half or two days ago. Today was of course, November second….or first. Not October…unless…

But vampires don't have the power to set back time….do they? If it's still the thirty-first of October, then it has got to be—bump—Mokuba's Halloween party. None of this makes any sense. If today was Halloween, then Mokuba should still be alive. And inside the mansion….

Kaiba's eyes widened. He took a step before shrills echoed into the night air as the party music stopped. "Aaahhhhhhhh.."

"—was murdered!"

Screams rose as kids flew from the Kaiba mansion. The brunette had to take a step back as kids overflowed down his porch stairs and into the night. Kaiba watched the teens dodge the car which was now backing up into the street. They must have seen the ambulance. Why aren't the cops inside? It was then that Kaiba finally read the words imprinted on the side of the huge truck to confirm his theory.

Ambulance.

Sudden thoughts of Mokuba pressured his mind like a balloon being squeezed to death. It felt like it could explode any second. They couldn't be lifting his little brother into the back, could they? Kaiba's eyes widened. He's was going to be ruined. Or maybe he already was. He had no little brother, the press was definitely going to get a hold of this story, he was bound to get in extreme danger with the police later.

Swiveling his head back to the door, he watched the last of the kids sprint out before he glanced at the back of their heads and started into his own house. By this time, silence pierced the air with no more kids to continue screaming. Walking down the hall, Kaiba finally came into the room where the Halloween party was held. Streamers had fallen on the floor. Balloons littered everywhere. Plates, cups and left over pizza with any other kind of food you could think of catered the floor like an escort. Then, there was the candy. It was everywhere.

Kaiba not wanting to believe his eyes rubbed them. At first he didn't even notice the two figures standing in the far corner doing nothing. They just stood there. It was hard to notice them. They looked like statues in his eyes. Finally, when one of them moved, Kaiba caught sight of who they were. It was Mokuba standing next to Joey. He stepped out into the light. They rays of the ceiling lamp reflected off his eyes. They sparkled with delight as he spotted his brother across the room. Kaiba had never been so happy in his life.

Then, for a brief second, Mokuba's dead body appeared before his eyes. The soulless capsule lying in his hands. They blood oozing down his chin. Mokuba's eyes opened slowly, his cooling arms surrounded Kaiba's body. It was then that the older brother realized—he was being hugged. Not by his dead brother, but by his warm heated flesh of the living Mokuba. Kaiba glanced down at the little teen's head and the body which was holding him tightly. A mere whisper reached his ears, "I missed you." A tear stained face looked up into Kaiba's eyes, "I missed you soooo much Seto."

His head dove into Kaiba's chest as his grip tightened even fiercer than before. It was iron grip. And if felt like he was never going to let him go. "Me too." Kaiba's voice was nothing more than a whisper heard by his own ears as small steps echoed off the walls to greet him. His head looked up in time to see Joey walking towards the pair of Kaiba brothers.

"Kaiba you shouldn't have done that."

Kaiba, who was rubbing Mokuba's back, stared into Joey's eyes, "I hate you right now…get out."

"I didn't—"

"You have destroyed my life, killed my brother and then sent me back to relive a nightmare. I. Hate. You." Kaiba's grasp on the little kid clutching to his torso constricted. Joey's face looked tormented. He didn't know what to do as he watched the exchange Kaiba had made to Mokuba.

Kaiba wanted nothing more than to kill Joey wheeler on the spot. The costume he was wearing made him sick to his stomach. Just looking at the pathetic male in the vampire costume made him cough down a gag. After living the real thing, you'd think that you had a consideration for the species. Not this time.

The brunette positioned Mokuba behind himself as he took a step towards the blond. "Mutt, you better have a good explanation, because you'll be a dead dog in a second. I don't know if you'll be able to comprehend what I am going to do to you in the next five minutes." Kaiba paused for a second before continuing, "After what I have been through, I am going to make you go through what I have gone through. Hell."

"Kaiba, I'm sorry, I didn't—"

"You didn't what? Mutt?" Kaiba spat before Joey as he took a step forward. Such hatred and anger went words him. "Because of you this nightmare will never end." Kaiba smirked, "but lucky for you…the nightmare I am living, will become part of you." Kaiba took another step.

Approaching his prey.

Going in for the kill.

Joey held his hands up in a defense, "Kaiba I know I screwed up—"

"No Mutt, you did more than just screw up. You ruined my life and Mokuba's."

"I-I," Joey became speechless. No comment was spoken for his lips as Kaiba advanced another step.

Mokuba stood his ground behind Kaiba and didn't move an inch as the space between them grew with each inching step the eldest took toward Joey. Even though the blond was his friend, Kaiba has his reasons for going after Joey; and Mokuba wasn't going to stop him.

Crunch. Kaiba stepped on a chip and ignored the little crumbs that embedded into the carpet. "You make me want to hurl, you know that?" Joey took a step back at as Kaiba advanced another step. He looked frightened. "So sick, I feel like torturing you before I kill you." Joey's eyes widened. Terror tore through Joey's body as Kaiba's eyes turned blood red with vivid anger. After a moment they turned to their original state of icy blue. Except for one minor change, the pupils held the slits of a cat.

Kaiba couldn't take in any longer. He pounced Joey and uppercut him in the stomach.

Joey slumped over onto Kaiba's arm. He felt nothing close to pain as he tried to get back to standing position. But Kaiba grabbed his hair and slammed him onto his knees. "It's about time you know your place. "Kaiba smirked as he brought his knee to Joey's face. The blond gulped down the liquid that spurt up in to his mouth. He wiped some of it away with his free hand as more appeared on his lips and cheeks. "Kaiba please, let me explain."

"I don't want your excuses." Kaiba griped Joey's shirt. He hurled him across the room into the wall. Kaiba stepped up to the blond lying sprawled on the floor. "I always knew you were a weakling. But to not fight back is lower than the dirt you are." Kaiba raised his fist to strike. He stopped immediately upon descending to Joey's face. Movement caught his eyes behind him. He glanced. Mokuba stood in the same spot with his hands clasped together over his heart. It was like he was anticipated Kaiba to kill. He was waiting for it. Enjoying it.

Seto Kaiba killing Joey Wheeler was entertainment.

"What's wrong Kaiba? Cat got your tongue?" Kaiba's attention was turned back to the blond. He was smiling like there was no tomorrow. And yet here he was, in Kaiba's grip like a rag doll waiting to be thrown all over the place and then be picked right back up again. But there was no life in the smile. It was sadistic. Both of them were acting like a character from a hellish nightmare. One of them was enjoying it while the other…? Kaiba stood like stone and contemplated. Was there really oneof them enjoying it? Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Mokuba. He could understand himself to get a little excited for actually getting to strike Joey…and seeing Mokuba didn't seem like there was only one enjoying this moment. Something is amiss, thought Kaiba.

The brunette's eyes glanced from let to right. He was looking for something. Searching…His was still in the air raised to wallop Joey. But he waited. "Having second thoughts Moneybags?" His eyes caught it. Kaiba's hand fisted around Joey's shirt harder, his eyes hardened as he made eye contact with Joey. Blood still specked Joey's inner corner of his mouth. Kaiba smirked, "You missed a spot."

Joey's eyes furrowed.

By then it was too late before Joey could comprehend the fist connecting with his jaw. His body spiraled backward along with the odd crunching nose from his face back as he crashed into another wall.

Kaiba wasting no time spun around and grabbed a pole left behind from a child's costume. It looked somewhat like a metal spear. He spun around a hurled it at Mokuba's standing figure. He soared it through the air aiming at one thing. His heart. Crimson surged everywhere. Mokuba's eyes widened as tears flew out his eyes. The room darken as the little boy fell to his knees. Even the lights seemed to dim at the powerful aura that filled the room. "Seto…" it sounded so raspy, it was as if the devil himself was speaking, "how could you do this to me?"

The brunette stood his ground He'd already killed his brother. He knew well enough this wasn't Mokuba. Kaiba looked away, "I'm sorry Mokuba."

The child's cries filled the room as the fell to the floor in torment and anguish, "Seto! Why Seto! Why!" Kaiba couldn't look or watch as he eradicated his little brother for the second time in a row. Thud. Kaiba knew Mokuba's life had ended.

Laughing filled the room.

"Well done Seto. I am surprised you figured it out."

Kaiba stood lifeless as he stared at the floor emotionless, "I am sick of playing your little game."

"Does that mean you are giving up?"

The young brunette didn't answer as he glanced at Mokuba's dead corpse. Hearing something behind him, he half turned before Joey stepped up beside him to stare at the teenager on the floor. "You know the press will be all over this?"

"I'll deal with that when the time comes." Kaiba's voice was monotone. The two stared at the lifeless body before the doorbell rang.

Am I loosing my touch or is it still the same? Please review.