Pegasus sat in his abnormally big black leather chair, carefully gazing at the flat screen computer in front of him. Damien was hunched over his shoulder, and he too, was studying the monitor. They were in Pegasus's home office, complete with a table, computer, printer, fax, Xerox, filing cabinets, phone, TV, and his leather chair.
"Stop breathing down my neck Damien, I'm trying to spy on Kaiba, and it's very hard when you are right over me," Pegasus announced.
"Sorry, boss, but I have to look too."
"Does it look like I care what you think? I don't, so just back off or-wait, he's opening up the Kawaki file, this is it!" He observed as Kaiba sat down in his own abnormally big black leather chair and dragged his mouse to the file. He clicked to open it up, completely oblivious to the camera watching him. The two of them were on the edge of their seats (well Damien didn't have a seat) leaning in closer as if doing that could somehow let them be there. This was it; this is what they have all been waiting for.
The Kawaki file was the deal that made it all happen. If Kaiba got this deal then his stocks would sky rocket, publicity would go up, and his invention would be a success. Kari Kawaki was a major business man. He was the one that patented and marketed all of Kaiba's inventions, such as the duel disks. His company also manufactures everything with a Kaiba Corp label on it. This man did almost everything to do with Kaiba's inventions such as, marketing, sales, providing the parts, and the publicity for Kaiba. This file was about Kaiba's new innovation. It was a duel disk, but it would me absolutely hands free. You wouldn't have to hold it or the cards. The commands were also all voice activated, not to mention the new easier and more advanced technology and special features. If this deal went through, then Kaiba would win it all. Pegasus had to face the facts, he could never come up with and idea better than that, or an idea that he could make. These files and those papers were all that he had to survive. He had to ruin it. He had to stop that deal, and fast because the signing was in a week.
"The odds are looking good for Kaiba. The budget is affordable, everything is accessible, odds are up for buyers, looks like this is a good deal…" Damien thought out loud, which was a bad idea. Pegasus's face burnt up to the point that smoke was almost coming out of his ears.
"I DON'T NEED TO KNOW IF THIS IS A GOOD DEAL! I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO STOP IT! I DON'T WANT YOU TO THINK POSITIVE OF KAIBA! YOU HELPING ME! SO START LOOKING FOR FLAWS!" Pegasus screamed. Although outside of the room, no one heard anything, because he was smart enough to make everything sound proof so no one can hear his business deals.
"Okokokok, I'm sorry, look! The phone is ringing!" Damien announced, trying to save his ass.
They both turned there attention once again to the glowing screen as Kaiba answered his phone.
-Kaiba Corp-
"There is a call for you on line Mr. Kaiba," Rolls spoke through the phone.
"Who is calling?" Kaiba asked.
"Kawaki Patent"
"Put it through,"
"Hello, Kaiba speaking," Kaiba spoke in his same deep emotionless tone of voice.
"Hello this is Kendra from Kawaki patenting, and Mr. Kawaki wants to know when the meeting is," A lady responded on the phone.
"Tell him that if he wants to talk to me he will call me himself. I am not going to talk to low class employees about our deal," Kaiba slammed down the black phone. He was not the type of person to waste his breath with anyone lower than the best. He does not speak to anyone that does not need to know about his transactions.
Pegasus's office-
"Oh wow, that was a success," Pegasus grumbled.
"Hang on, it's ringing again," Damien informed him.
-Kaiba Corp-
"What is it?" Responded Kaiba.
"It's KP again…" Rolls told him once more.
"What do they want now? To waste more of my time?" Kaiba mumbled while rubbing his forehead.
"…"
"Fine, fine put them through, maybe they came to their senses and it's Kawaki," Kaiba thought out loud.
"Yes Mr. Kaiba."
"Kaiba here," Kaiba spoke into the phone.
"I always knew you were bull headed, Kaiba. Now when is that meeting?"
"Friday at 4:00 PM."
"Good, and that is where you will go over all of the money issues?" Kawaki questioned.
"I will talk about everything money, and the buyers," Kaiba said to Kawaki.
"Very well, I'm sure it will be good," Kawai answered back, and then hung up.
"Did he just hang up on me? No one hangs up on Kaiba. If I didn't need him, he would be fired right now," Kaiba shouted to absolutely no one as he slammed his fist on the top of the big wooden desk in front of him. Then he picked up his Blackberry and started programming things into the small handheld device.
-Pegasus's office-
"Ok, so this meeting is the meeting. The one we need to prevent," Pegasus announced.
"So what do we do with the girl?" Damien asked.
"Well first we have two things we need to attend to. The first is we didn't get to put a camera in the board rooms. We have to do that so we know exactly what's going on. Second, we have to find out someway to get that blackberry. It has all of his schedules and information, Melody has to get it," Pegasus explained to Damien.
"That's great to know but the question is how."
"I don't know Damien you have to help too!" Pegasus shouted even though Damien was standing right next to him.
"I think that we should get Melody and Mokuba together on a real date first, because he will get suspicious if they hang out in his house and the office all the time," Damien concluded.
"Do we have that time?" Pegasus inquired.
"It doesn't matter; if he gets suspicious then it will all fall apart. I think six days is enough time, anyway. We have to do it, you know we do."
"Don't tell me what I know! We will do this, but it has to be soon. We have to boost up her image if we want him to like her faster. But not too slutty, we don't want her looking like a whore or to get Mokuba thinking any less of her," Pegasus noted.
"Ok, so that's the plan? But how will we get into the office? Or steal the Blackberry? We need to think ahead, and think of a plan!" Damien answered back.
"We will! We need to see how everything is going! What Mokuba thinks of her! Oh! Brilliant idea. We should plant a microphone on Mokuba. Then we can hear what he thinks about her, and maybe anything about business," Pegasus discovered.
"Good idea!" Damien responded.
"I know my ideas are brilliant. Now what are you standing around for? Get on that idea and think of a plan!" Pegasus ordered. With that final statement Damien walked out of the office. He passed by Melody on his way out, but didn't say a word. He didn't have too. Other than consulting the plan, he had no reason to talk to her.
She whisked past him too, because she had no reason to talk to him either, and she didn't want to anyway. He was very scary looking. He was about 6'6'', had black hair and a black goatee to match. He was very muscular; she guessed he worked out everyday. The worst part was that look. His eyes would squint at you, and then he would look down upon you, as if you were scum on the bathroom floor. It was defiantly a look of someone who you shouldn't get on their wrong side. All he had to do was lean back against a wall and cross his arms, and he would make the perfect club bouncer.
Melody saw her father in the kitchen, probably taking a break from work. Unlike Kaiba, her father actually ate. He was grabbing a water bottle and some healthy snacks out of the tall silver refrigerator.
"Hi dad, how was your day?" Mel asked.
Her father jumped, "Never scare me like that! I could have spilled this water all over my new Italian suit! My day was the same like every other, but yours are about to change…" Pegasus told Mel with a smirk on his face.
Mel wanted to mention that the water bottle was closed, but decided better of it, "What do you mean? Is it about the plan? What do you want me to do?" She questioned instead.
He sat down at a padded chair, and signaled Mel to come sit down too. She was slightly frightened of the task she was about to perform, considering Mokuba is getting suspicious, but then again, that made it all the more exciting.
"We need to monitor how much Mokuba likes you; therefore you have to plant a microphone on him. Can you do that?"
Mel nodded in response.
"Good next we need to up your status, where do you think you are in ranking of popularity?" He father asked.
"Well Mokuba is part of the "cool" crowd in the first place, so that makes me popular to begin with. Now I know they boys think I'm hot, because I always turn heads and they are always making comments on how I look. I'm still new, so I don't know if any one really knows me yet though," Mel responded back.
"That's great to know but you didn't answer my question."
"Oh, sorry, I think I'm just under popular, but I'm rising up. That's only with the boys though. I don't have many girl friends," Mel added.
"Ok, so your image seems ok, but your personality needs to change. You have to make more friends, and fast. You have to be known. You also can't be mean, so Mokuba has no reason to hate you. Gain his trust. That way if Kaiba tries to accuse you then Mokuba will defend you, is that clear?"
"Ye-"
"Good, now go back to not bothering me."
Pegasus stood up, quickly walked back to his office, and shut the door. Mel stayed where she was.
'But your personality needs to change' that one sentence kept ringing through her head. Was she not good enough? What was wrong with her personality? I guess she can never live up to her father's expectations. That's when it hit her. He truly didn't love her. She was stupid enough to believe that maybe her dad wanted her back, because he cared, but no, it was all to get Kaiba. He was willing to neglect her and change everything about her, for money and her mom. How was he supposed to get her mom back anyway? She is dead! Dead as a doornail! With all these crazy thoughts in her head, she needed to escape. She ran up the marble stairs to her room and was about to call Mokuba. Then, just before dialing the last digit on her cell phone, she realized she couldn't talk to him, it was all ABOUT him. So, she called the only other person she knew, she called Kane.