Sennen Chaos

Akira Tosiyama

Happy Birthday, Cherry. A chapter. Enjoy.

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Chapter 4

"WHAT?" their mother screamed. "We can't get there by four! It's already three and Tokyo's an hour away! And we don't have a car!"

"You can use my car."

Four pairs of eyes turned to Eyes.

"You'd better hurry." He tossed the keys to Aragorn. "You can drive?"

"Yeah. Thanks. I won't crash it, promise."

"Whatever you wish." Eyes turned back to his piano.

Aragorn wondered what his car looked like.

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45 minutes later, a shiny red sports car pulled up in front of Kaiba Corp.'s main office building. Arag and Drea hopped out and took off up the stairs, figuring the elevator would take too long.

"Be careful!" their mom shouted.

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Five minutes later, the twins burst into their father's top floor office.

"Why… the deuce… is his office… so high up?" Aragorn said between gasps of air.

"Because he owns the building? Because he likes the view? I don't know." Drea said shortly.

Then they were both silent as the noticed how dark the room was.

"Dad? Are you in here?" Arag said loudly.

Then a light came on and they saw their dad, imprisoned in his office chair. A sword was held to his neck.

"Hey guys," He whispered hoarsely.

"Shut up." A smooth voice said.

They saw their father wince as the sword bit into his neck.

"What do you want with our dad?" Arag asked, trying to stop himself from slipping into the British accent.

"Only what most evil men want: to take over the world."

"Then why are you torturing us?" Drea demanded.

"Because you're the only ones that can stop me." The voice said.

"What!" the twins said simultaneously.

The voice sighed. "Perhaps it would be easier if I just introduced myself. I am--"

"No!" Kaiba yelled. "Kids ru—"

"If you speak again I will cut out your tongue." The voice threatened. "I've wanted you out of the way for thousands of years. Don't think I would hesitate to kill you."

Their father swallowed nervously.

"Now, my son, if you will let me continue…"

Son? Thought Aragorn. How could he be this person's son? His parents died when he was five, and his stepfather committed suicide, so who could this person be?

"Go ahead. Not much I can do about it anyway." He lifted his arms uselessly in the ropes. Under his breath, he added, "Murderer."

"Pft. It's not like you would have lived much longer anyway. Neither would she."

Drea and Arag were very confused. "Did he just say that Dad… died?" Arag whispered.

"I think so."

"Oh, confused are we?" The voice said loudly. The twins jumped. "Then let me introduce myself and explain."

Just then the door burst open and Mark and their mom rushed in. "Seto!" their mother yelled, as Mark yelled, "Daddy!" and darted forward. Before anyone could stop him, he ran over, jumped on Kaiba's lap, and threw his arms around his neck.

The room froze. Four people waited to see what the voice would do.

A tall man with long white hair, clad in Egyptian robes, stepped out of the shadows. "If that boy is not back with the others in ten seconds, I will cut off his head."

Seto whispered to Mark, "Go sit by Arag and Drea, okay?"

"Okay Daddy." Mark ambled over to the others. They all let out a sigh of relief.

The tall man sheathed his sword. "Good. My name is Akhenaden. I was going to explain to you why I'm here, but I despise small children." He looked at Mark with loathing. "So I'm going to let your father tell you the story. That way I don't have to talk to the small… thing." Another glare at Mark, who remained totally oblivious.

"Er… okay…" Seto said. "But I don't really remember all of it… so Akira can help me, right?"

Arag was confused, but then he remembered his mom's name was Akira. How could I forget that?

"That's fine." Akhenaden said.

"And I still don't believe in all this bull… just so you know." Seto added as a side note.

"Well you don't really have a choice in the matter, do you? Now get on with the story, before I change my mind." The old man grumbled.

Seto Kaiba muttered something, then cleared his throat, and began his tale.

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