Hannah: "Hello again. This is your lovely, lovely, webmistress here with another exiting enstallment of Joey's horrible life!"

Joey: "This story sucks..."

Seto: "Only because you suck in it..."

Bakura: " I know who else sucks..." points to Hannah and sticks a bananna in his mouth

Hannah: "Shut up Bakura!!!" Takes the bananna away only to find that Bakura ate it.

Bakura: "he he he..."

Hannah: "Oh, and by the way, Yes Seto and Joey WILL eventually get together and make wonderful mutant children..."

Mutant child: "He he he! Bakura and Hannah made me... He he he!" Is holding a rubber millenium ring while wearing a mop on his head "Look at me! I'm Bakura!!!"

disclaimer: "I don't own Bakura... Damn! Stupid copywrite law..."

Chapter Four:

-Joey was walking down a hallway. It was from his old house a long time ago. He heard laughter further down the hall. Joey ran down to the end. There were two doors. Both were shut. Joey cautiously opened the one on his left. The door swung open to reveal a large room. A Christmas tree was by the fireplace of the room. There was a little boy and a little girl; both were laughing. The little girl pulled a present out from behind the tree and handed it to the boy.

"Here brother, it's a gift. From me to you..."

Joey smiled. He remembered this day. It was the Christmas that Serenity had given him his flame-swordsman. Joey laughed as he watched a six-year old version of himself tear open the wrapping paper and gape at his card. The little Joey screamed: "Yes!" and hugged his sister.

"Thank-you sis! I have always wanted this card!"

Little Joey ran over to the man and woman sitting on the back couch holding each other.

"Look mommy! Look dad! It's that card that I showed you in the toy store! The one I wanted!"

The mother and father smiled.

Then... The door swung shut and locked. Joey tried to open it back up but it wouldn't go. Suddenly, he heard screaming from the door on the right. Joey swung around. He heard a sobs and gasps coming from the other side of the door. Joey shoved open the door to find a little Serenity crying. Joey walked in the room and the door slammed shut and locked behind him. Joey could hear a woman's voice screaming something, and then he heard a door slam shut. Joey remembered this day... Hoe could he forget? It was the day that his life had changed forever.

-Joey saw a nine-year old version of himself run into the room and hug the sobbing Serenity. Then, Joey saw his father come in. His face was purple and his body was tense. There was a dangerous air hovering around him like a thunderstorm. The young Joey, Serenity, and father stared at each other for a couple of seconds before the lightning hit. Joey's dad pointed his finger at Serenity.

"You!!! It's your fault your mother left me! All your fault! You couldn't keep your big mouth quite!"

Joey's dad walked towards Serenity and raised his hand, ready to hit her, but Joey stood in front of the crying girl.

"Please father, don't hurt Serenity! Let her go! Hit me instead... Just... Don't hurt her..."

Then Joey's father punched the young Joey in the face. Serenity screamed and ran towards her older brother. Young Joey looked up at Serenity, tears streaming down both their faces.

"Little sister... Go, run away, follow mom. I don't want you to get hurt!"

Joey's dad shoved Serenity out of the way and punched Joey again. Serenity screamed.

"No! Don't hurt him!"

She flung herself over her brother, shielding him from the beating fists of their father.

"Serenity GO!!!"

The sobbing girl hugged her brother.

"I don't want to leave you!"

"Don't worry little sister... One day I will find you! Now GO!"

Serenity ran towards the door, looking back one more time and saying: "I love you big brother!" Before she ran out the door after their mom. That day was when Joey's life had ended. The day he had become nothing more than a beaten, empty, shell. His mother had left... His sister had left... His father had become a man Joey didn't know anymore...

-Joey's father now turned to the real Joey.

"Joey... Come here boy!!!"

Joey whimpered and took a couple of steps back. "Joey! Joey... Joey... Joey..."

-Joey sat up in bed, sweat dripping down his face. There was a man beside his bed and he whimpered in the corner, curling up into a ball.

"Joey!" said Seto. Seto saw Joey curl up and he heard him whisper something under his breath. He leaned closer to hear.

"Please... Don't hurt me please... I'll be a good boy.... Please..."

Seto stared at Joey. The mutt was begging not to be beaten.

"Mutt, snap out of it. You were dreaming..."

Joey kept muttering pleadings under his breath. Seto didn't know what to do. So, he did what any other person would do. He grabbed the glass of cold water on the bedside and dumped it on Joey's head. Joey sputtered and gasped as he awoke from his panic attack. He couldn't see anything, everything was a blur. He passed out.

Okay... Seto thought.

Maybe that wasn't the smartest idea after all... At least he's quite now...

Seto grabbed the glass and refilled it with water from the bathroom sink and placed it back on the nightstand.

Just in case...

Seto looked at Joey curled up on his bed and snorted before walking back down to his office.

Stupid mutt...