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.: Chapter eighteen - Danger Identified :.

Yami blinked open his eyes, attempting to rub the blurriness from them. After he looked around again, though he still had a few spots floating around in his vision, he saw that they were in a plain-colored room with several large machines in it. He blinked a few more times, wondering where, exactly, they were. Then his thoughts jumped back into his memory and pulled up the images of what had just very recently happened. It hit him hard. They weren't on Earth anymore. They were... they were home! He couldn't even describe how relieved he was. He turned to check on Bakura and Mariku, but was instead met with the face of a drugged-looking Yuugi. His mind shut down. Idly, he took in the sight of a Ryou who was practically being strangled by Malik, while Mariku was cuddling his precious little baby, the said animal looking rather dead and Bakura was just to the side of him, holding his head and looking a little ill. Then Yami moved to face ahead of him once more and saw several men who were dressed in "anti-germ" suits.

So they had been transported back, but they had to have been touching to save the time of having to find all three separately. That would take too long and run the risk of the ones left behind getting into danger. But, of course, the second they all toppled over in a pile was when the machine decided to pinpoint them and teleport them home. With the humans.

"Ethe-hle, are those...?" one of the men asked, slightly muffled voice filled of wonder. It was like he was looking at a new species of exotic animal for the first time. Well, he kind of was. Yuugi, not even realizing he was under scrutiny, shook his head a bit, seeming dizzy and unfocussed. He mumbled something to himself, before he looked around. When he spotted Yami, it was like time froze for a second, before fear began to creep into his heart. What was Yami doing... Wait – Eyes becoming even wider than seemed natural, he realized that he was in a dull, gray, and very metallic room. A foreign dull, gray, and very metallic room. A dull, gray, and very metallic room filled with things who reminded him of people who worked with dangerous chemicals or radiation and had to wear hazmat suits. What the hell was going on? The fright, one akin to a trapped animal that's been taken from its territory, was now crushing down on him with such force it was overwhelming. He glanced in desperation to the one he had let stay in his house, but Yami just looked away as if he felt guilty and ashamed.

What, now? the prince wondered. Wasn't it supposed to be a good thing if they were able to bring back a human for observation? Wouldn't three be better? So... why did he not feel so amazing anymore? After all the Hell he and his companions had been put through by humans... But not Yuugi and his friends. They never did anything but try to help us.

"Go tell the chief!" one of the men shouted to another, who left the room, the doorway spraying a thin, germ-killing mist as the door slid open automatically. But all of this went mostly unnoticed by the three residents of the planet, though Yuugi couldn't help but stare in a confused and worried manner.

"Yami,"

The red-eyed man glanced up, seeing one of the suited Althasians kneeling in front of him. "Yes?" he asked, subtly urging the other to continue, if not with his answer, with his tone of voice.

"It's amazing what you've done – bringing three of them back with you! And... whatever that thing is," he added, motioning to the cat, who still didn't look full of very much life, tongue even hanging from its limp jaws. Mariku seemed oblivious, though, still cuddling the poor creature, despite that fact that one of his hands was scratched up and bloody. "But, Yami! It's just so... we could learn so much, now!"

Yami wasn't sure if he should bring up the fact that it was a complete accident or not. He decided against it.

"Fucking hell," Bakura muttered distastefully, just now getting to his hands and knees.

The man (most likely a lab worker) stood up and gestured for the others to do the same. Yami got to his feet easily, though Bakura seemed to be having a little bit of a problem. But he recovered quickly enough, and within seconds he was giving off his trademark glare. The prince then reached down his hand to help Yuugi to stand, but the human just stared at him, face contorted into a horrible expression. His eyes were burning with so many different emotions, that Yami couldn't make out a single one. Well, he could tell there was anger there, just by the other's body language. And that hurt, because the red-eyed male had never, ever intended to do this to the Earthling. But how could he ever hope to communicate that? He just made it evident on his face that he was apologetic. Yet, still, Yuugi refused to take his offered hand, and even went so far as to move back away from and then turn away.

Yami's mouth dropped slightly, and his hand faltered, fingers splitting from each other, a general look of surprise crossing his face. He knew the other was mad at him, but to not even want to look at him, even when it was obvious he was sorry?

One of the workers behind him spoke up. "Oh, Yami, don't mind him. He's probably just a little freaked out. I mean, most new specimens are. Don't take it personally."

And that stunned the prince pretty bad, too. He almost spoke up and said that they weren't frightened animals that had no higher knowledge. He almost added on the fact that their species were so closely related... That just because the humans acted differently, it didn't mean that they were stupid, brainless... creatures! But he didn't. He kept his mouth shut.

The man turned away, completely oblivious to the whole inner war against his own words.

"That's a load of shit. It is personal, and there's a chance the shrimp's never going to forgive you, much less trust you or want to be your 'friend'." The words made Yami's body chill over, and his heart dropped somewhere into his stomach, making him quite nauseous, as something else clotted into his throat. He glanced over his shoulder at Bakura. The other's brown eyes looked like smoldering coals in a dying fire. "You lied to him. You dragged him through the mud with you when you got in trouble with their law. We all did. Why should they ever want to trust us?"

As much as he absolutely hated to admit it... Bakura was right. He was completely right. Why? Why would they ever want to be friends with the people who betrayed them – not only once, but twice? If knowing someone two days could make them friends, of course. But he had felt that... he and Yuugi had shared some kind of connection when they were sitting together, playing those strange games and Yami was tasting new things for the first time... They had been playful, and just to share that requires some amount of closeness or trust...

Yuugi, meanwhile, was trying to hold back bitter tears. They were ones of frustration, and it caused that disgusting taste to come back into his mouth. Where the hell were they, anyway? He was broken from his worried thoughts when he heard a very strangled sounding, "Yuugi," from the direction of Ryou and Malik. It turned out it was the paler of the two, who was being smothered by his blonde friend. He tried to peel Malik's arm from around his neck, and managed to loosen the other's hold enough to be able to talk normally. After a few seconds of drawing in breath, Ryou finally spoke again. His eyes held just as much fear as Yuugi felt, though his body language said he was more calm than he really was. Then again, it wasn't like he could do much with another human being attached to him. Literally. "Yuugi," he began again, more clearly this time, though his voice wavered a bit. "Where are we?"

Shaking his head a bit, Yuugi looked around as if he was, indeed, a trapped animal in a new place. "I was just wondering the same thing."

"I can't understand anything they're saying. It sounds almost like they're speaking Russian..." Ryou continued, knowing that he had heard this language before but not knowing where or when. Then he gasped. "Oh!" The shorter human's head whipped back to look at him. "Yami and the others talked like this when we first saw them!"

Yuugi's eyes widened at this. He hadn't even thought about that! "And then they something with those weird little black things!"

"They said they were translators–"

"–But I've never seen anything like them! And I know things like that would have been on the news!"

A horrified silence passed over them. That, and one single realization.

They had been kidnapped.

"We're gonna die, and they're gonna find our bodies in a gutter," Malik whimpered pathetically, still holding onto Ryou with all of his might.

And then something even more unexpected happened.

Ryou slapped Malik.

Hard.

"Will you get it together?" he shouted, and the Egyptian stared at the him, shocked, his face not really showing any signs of having been struck, since his skin was so dark. "We all get it – you're freaked out! But so are we! So get over yourself!"

There was a moment of complete silence, even the Althasians quieting.

"Damn, Ryou," Yuugi finally managed. Never had he seen his usually soft-spoken friend do something so... violent. It was then that the palest human seemed to remember he and Malik weren't alone and his face became tinted with a soft pink shade. He even looked, for a moment, as if he were going to apologize, but then his jaw clamped and he made a serious expression.

"Well, someone had to do it!"

As much as Yuugi agreed, he knew that now might not have been the best time, since really, what was best to do in this situation? Oh, right. Panic.

"Guys, we have to get out of here."

The message seemed to hit pretty hard and the humans glanced warily at the three Althasians (Malik cringed as he saw Mariku, Yuugi sent a glare Yami's way, and Ryou just looked hurt). "We don't even know where we are, though," The white-haired teen murmured, turning his eyes back to his friends.

"That's not going to matter until we get away. I mean, we don't really know how much time we actually have," the shortest male replied before looking over at his Egyptian friend. "Think you can suck it up for a bit?"

The violet-eyed human glared, almost as if he were himself again. "Everyone has breakdowns! I'm over it, though," he hissed. But he almost unconsciously shot Mariku another quick gaze and shivered like he had the flu, which caused Yuugi and Ryou to raise an eyebrow.

"Anyway, how are we supposed to escape?" the light-skinned male inquired, being sure to keep his voice low.

Yuugi shrugged. "Well, in every escape plan, there's always a diversion," he pointed out.

"But," Ryou added, "the person doing said diversion usually ends up screwed by default."

He had a point.

"Uh, guys, as fun as that sounds, I don't think anyone's going to be distracting anyone..."

A beat.

"Why?"

"Well," Malik began, lifting a finger and pointing at the hazmat-men with a fearful look in his eyes. "For one, they're coming over here like they're about to tranquilize a rabid dog."

Turning, Yuugi and Ryou suddenly became two perfect impressions of a pair of deer caught in headlights as they realized their tanned friend was right. Four or five were approaching with an air of caution the three humans. "Maybe... they just wanna talk...?" Ryou squeaked, moving into a position so that he could get to his feet easily and quickly, the two others following suit.

When Yami and his companions received those looks while the humans were conversing, there were mixed reactions brought about by them. The prince looked like he'd just been told an old friend from the past had died. Bakura snorted and looked away as if he didn't care, though he shifted in a way that made him look uncomfortable. Mariku paused in cuddling the half-dead feline to eye Malik, a small smirk forming across his lips as he did so. Just then, a different man from before walked up to the small group of three and began filling them in.

"The Earthlings, as well as you all," here, he inclined his head towards Yami, his eyes drifting to Mariku and Bakura before continuing; "have been in an unclean environment." He indicated that he wanted the three to follow him, and follow they did, though the red-eyed male turned back and looked at Yuugi who didn't even seem to notice him.

"We're going to sterilize you in a germ-free containment. You've seen it before, correct?" He seemed to mainly be asking the prince, but all nodded. The Althasian worker smiled behind his mask. "Good, that makes things a lot easier." He typed in a few symbols (which were assumed to be numbers) on the keypad next to a different door than the one that had been used earlier. It lead to a white, circular hallway. It was very short in distance, and had no windows or any form of light aside from the luminescent ones on the ceiling and that lined the sides of the walkway. It took almost no time for the four to cross to the other end of it, and once there, Yami turned his glance to the worker.

"Are you going to tell the, uh, humans about what you're going to do to them?" he inquired hesitantly.

The other chuckled a little. "No, no, we don't really want to waste time with getting communicators set up. Besides, once we have them cleaned off, we'll pull them out and talk with them and explain things then." After saying this, he opened the next door and the three were lead to what looked like a large, oval bubble. The substance it was made out of was severely see-through, and the bottom of it was flat, allowing someone inside to walk around (with what space there was, of course) without trouble. The suited man began unhooking the door to the machine when he turned around and gave the three a once-over. "Now's not the time, but later, you really have to tell us where you got those horrid-looking clothes."

Bakura and Yami both looked down and scowled, remembering the jail uniforms they had been so rudely forced into only hours ago. Mariku just looked from one side to the other in a shifty manner like he was hiding something, or didn't want anyone to know something he had done. There was a soft click and the transparent, circular door popped open, allowing the three entrance.

"Well, there you go!" said the worker, stepping back and smiling at them. "You all did a wonderful job. We'll take it from here, so don't worry yourselves!"

The prince still felt immensely guilty over everything they had put the humans who had done nothing but try to help them through, but the faster the decontamination was done with, the faster he could talk to the chief or someone of higher status in this operation. He sighed and went in first, followed by Bakura, and he by an uneasy Mariku. As soon as they were all inside, the door was shut and a hiss broke the silence of the bubble as a white spray began filling the room. All sounds from outside were completely cut off, so it was even more obvious when Bakura coughed. Yami sighed and leaned against the glass-like substance behind him, ignoring the odd smell and taste that came with inhaling the mist. Suddenly, a voice cut through the thick air.

"We're checking your vitals and brain functions to make sure everything is in order," it informed. The whole process seemed to be going normally before it came again and added, "Mariku, what the hell do you have in there?"

The short prince and the brown-eyed man both turned and gave their companion an odd look before noticing the bulge in his stomach underneath the orange jumpsuit-like uniform. The former groaned while Bakura rolled his eyes. "Take him out and stop looking like more of an idiot than you already are."

Almost in an ashamed way, the blonde reached inside of the one-piece and pulled out Princess, who still looked a little out-of-it. Then the cat's face immediately scrunched up at the smell and sensation of the air in the enclosure. It started writhing back and forth, trying to get away, hissing and growling. Finally, after biting the violet-eyed Althasian, he was let loose and hit the ground running before smashing head-first right into one of the walls. Princess then slumped down into a puddle of unconscious feline. Mariku tutted his pet and shook his head. "I told him to be a good boy, but he does not like to listen!"

Sharing a glance, Bakura and Yami decided to ignore that comment.

"Uh... should I ask?" the voice inquired, and there were a few others in the background.

"I doubt it," the tri-hair-colored male replied, voice dry.

There were a few moments passing before the silence was broken again. "Well, Yami, everything checks out with you fine. You can come out, now." The prince nodded and he was let out by the same worker from earlier.

"Just go through there," the other said to him, pointing at yet another new door, near the one they first same through, though on a different wall in the plain white room. "And head to your left."

Following the instructions, the red-eyed male found himself in a control-room, where the formerly bodiless voice was coming from. It was really just a black-haired man with a set of vivid green eyes who smiled and waved. "Hey! Congratulations, by the way," he said, before motioning Yami over. "But that aside, come look at this."

The prince frowned and walked towards him, now standing in front of a large window that showed the area with the bubble he was just in. It was impossible to see that it was even there when inside that room. Pressed against the window was a table full of electronics and blinking lights and screens. One of the screens was constantly writing out words and numbers faster than anyone would have been able to read it, but it was also printing the information out, which enabled that formerly lost ability. "What's wrong, Otogi?" Yami asked the head scientist curiously.

The green-eyed male flipped a switch and a human-like form appeared on one of the screens. "This is Bakura," he said before pointing to one of the symbols next to the body. "His heartbeats irregular, and his immune system is being eaten away."

The prince stared, horrified, before he leaned in closer. "He's been infected by something?"

Otogi nodded, his lips pursed. "He's not dead already, so I doubt it's too bad. But we have no idea what it is, so we have absolutely no way to treat it."

"This isn't good," came a new voice. It caused both to jump slightly and turn, seeing a familiar face.

"Chief!"

The old man's arctic blue eyes blinked down at them. "Last time I checked, that was who I am, yes." Yami let out a relieved chuckled at that and gratefully received the welcoming handshake. "You all did excellent on your mission. Three of them! And they resemble you, as well. Was that why you chose them?"

Shaking his head, the shorter male shrugged. "It just... worked out that way." He trailed off into silence, thinking about how he should go about explaining that the humans were more like them than some horrible, "violent new species" that needed to be watched like some kind of specimen. "Uh, sir," he began, but got caught in the other's aqua stare. He suddenly gasped, a light going on in his mind, the vision being the brunette on Earth who was so rude and refused to be referred to as "Seth", though it was his name. "Oh, sir, we found your–"

"Uh, guys?" came the interrupting voice of the scientist. Both moved their gazes to him quickly. "You might... want to have a look at this." He pulled up another status screen that showed the brain activity of the inhabitants of the dome. There were three. One was mostly flat, no thoughts going through the mind of the occupant. The other two were active, but one was almost just a single, thick line covering the whole screen. The elder inhaled sharply.

"That looks like..."

"That's Mariku," Otogi murmured, awed as well. Yami stared. He reached out and pointed at the flatlined one.

"Are you sure that isn't...?"

"No. It's definitely him."

All three watched the blonde inside the decontamination bubble cocking his head to the side every so often and looking around like a bird would. He looked like a completely brain-dead moron.

"Oh, dear gods."

"He's... a genius. With that much activity..."

The prince shook his head. "He's had tests run on him and I have to stand being around him more than I would ever care to. It's rare that he ever does anything... worth applause" Although, there was the whole hacking thing back on Earth...

"Well," Otogi put in, "he might not know it. He's not a normal guy, we all know that. It's possible that something's not wired right and he can't tap into his own mind most of the time."

This news was certainly unexpected, and Yami would have tried to comprehend the information that he was ingesting had his eyes not wandered over to where Bakura's vitals were being monitored. The red orbs widened drastically at the notes on the side of the picture that started flashing dangerously. "Otogi, something's wrong."

The scientist looked over at what was the center of worry and paled slightly. "Oh, boy." He started typing something into the large computer system and then sighed. "We have to get him into quarantine." He continued his typing. "It's fine to handle him for now, because we've killed the infection on his skin. It's his insides that are being ravaged." But even though he was explaining this horrid circumstance to everyone in the room who would listen, the Bakura in the bubble was just glaring at everything around him, obviously aggravated at not being able to leave already. Upon looking closer, the prince and the blue-eyed elder did notice that he seemed to be just barely more worn-out looking than usual. Otogi leaned forward and hit the button on the panel and spoke into it. "Bakura, you've caught some sort of illness while on Earth, and we're going to keep you away from others so it doesn't spread while we figure out how to kill it." The brown-eyed man looked a little startled at this and started looking himself over (though he still had the orange suit on), as if making sure he still had all of his limbs.

"Well, hurry up and fix me!" he shouted, getting over his shock and once again gaining his irritated look.

Mariku looked up at his friend from his sitting position on the floor with his eyebrows creased and a worried expression on his face. "Mariku will kiss it better!" he cried and got up to throw himself ontop of the white-haired Althasian.

"Mariku, no!" Yami, Otogi, and their leader called from inside the control room. "Don't put your mouth on him! It may spread to you!"

The tanned male looked as though he'd been stabbed. Depressed, he kissed the tip of his finger and pushed it against Bakura's cheek. The other swatted the hand away and growled. "Touch me again, and I'll make sure you're dead before I am."

"You're not going to die, Bakura," Yami deadpanned.

Otogi ignored them and motioned for a man who was standing by in the background to come forward. He did so, and bent down so the scientist could speak quietly to him. He nodded once before straightening up and walked out of the room. Moments later, he reappeared in the same room as Bakura and Mariku. "Bakura, you go with him. He'll take you to quarantine." Grumbling, the pale Althasian did as he was told, exiting the bubble leaving the room. "You can come out, too, Mariku. And, uh..." he trailed off before turning to the prince. "Yami, is that thing he brought with him safe?"

Tempted to say no just because that damn feline had attacked him so many times, he finally sighed and shook his head. "It has some nasty claws and teeth, but that's about it. If it puffs up and hisses, just back away. Fast."

The chief raised an eyebrow, silently asking the other how the blonde got such a horrible creature, but it wouldn't have been his first, really. Making an unsure face, Otogi slowly nodded. "O...kay then." He turned back to the microphone. "And bring that thing with you, too."

"Princess."

The cat-eyed male gave Yami another look. "What?" he asked.

"He named it Princess."

"Oh, Ethe-hle," the scientist muttered. "He's going to end up keeping it, isn't he?"

"Yup."

"Just another to add to the list..."

Yami sighed. "Genius, huh?"

"Peachy," Otogi muttered. Then the door opened and Mariku came strutting in, Princess resting unconscious on his head like some awkward hat.

"I'm too rich to die!" he proclaimed randomly before throwing himself down on the floor and ceased all movement. Yami and Otogi ignored him and watched as the humans were lead into the room, all three looking terrified and confused. The prince felt his heart clench.

"They don't know where they are or what we're doing. They're scared," he said, half talking to himself, and half telling Otogi and the chief.

"I don't blame them," the black-haired man murmured back in reply while the old man leaned closer.

"The tanned one sure is spunky," he commented. Yami nodded.

"That one's Malik. The other two are Yuugi and Ryou," he informed. Then he turned his gaze back to the scientist. "Otogi, explain things to them. Otherwise, they, uh. Might not be willing to cooperate as readily?"

The other waved a hand at him. "It'll take a while to find the right level to talk to them on. We'll figure it out while they're getting cleaned." He said this rather absently as he worked on the buttons and switches on the table before him. "Alright! And we're ready to start the shower!" With one last flip of a switch, the mist began spraying out on the Earthlings, who obviously did not enjoy it in the least. Yami groaned.

"I have a bad feeling about this..."

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"They're going to kill us!" Malik growled, making Ryou shudder and Yuugi roll his eyes, though he wasn't as calm as he appeared. In fact, he wasn't doubting so much that they weren't going to walk out of this alive, but if he didn't say it, maybe the general aura would become a more hopeful one? Ha, thanks for ruining that, Malik.

"Shut up," he grumbled, following the thing he was walking behind. It was a "thing", because he refused to associate it with something like human, as he himself was. "We're not going to die, okay? We're going to get out of here."

Malik, who was having to be restrained with his hands behind his back with some form of surprisingly soft, metallic rope. He jerked around in the Althasian's grip and made animal-esque noises.

"Malik, just calm down! Look, if we do what they want us to, they might actually trust us enough to pay less attention to us and allow an escape!"

"I'm not going to just lie back and let them fucking probe me or shove some kind of rod up my ass!"

Both Yuugi and Ryou stared at their friend in a completely grossed-out manner. "Good God, Malik, you're acting like they're aliens."

Puffing air out of his nose, the Egyptian muttered under his breath and allowed himself to be forced along in a relatively peaceful way. Ryou quieted down as well, withdrawing into his own mind. What were these people going to do to them? And did Yami and the others really betray them like this? Or was it all a huge misunderstanding..? But, wait! How could it be a misunderstanding? There was nothing to understand in the first place! After that thought, the albino-like teen realized that he was only scaring himself further.

When Yuugi looked ahead, he noticed they were in a new room. A large new room. With... a bubble in it. "Uh, guys...?"

Ryou and Malik both stared.

There was a pause.

"Oh, hell no."

"I'm with him," Ryou added.

Then the door was opened for them by the hazmat man in front of them, and the three started to be pushed inside. Yuugi began backing up as best one can in a situation such as this. "What is this thing?" he cried, suddenly wondering if they were going to fill it with water and watch him and his friends try to get out before they drowned. Ryou whimpered and stumbled as he was pushed inside, hitting the smaller male and dragging both of them down in one swift movement. Malik gave a shout as he was practically thrown inside. The door was shut, and the outside world was turned into silence.

"Oh, God, did they just lock us in a fish bowl?" Ryou asked, sounding horrified. He moved over to the door and put his hands against the glass-like substance. It didn't budge. "They did!" He lightly banged on it and barely got so much as a dull thump. "Oh, man..."

Suddenly, all three stopped breathing at a new sound. It was a low hiss and slowly, they began to feel a light damp layer of something hit their skin. They looked up and all Hell broke loose. Yuugi and Ryou covered their noses and mouths with their hands, the latter curling up into the fetal position, praying silently, where the former scooted himself back until he hit the wall. Malik, on the other hand, totally flipped. "Didn't I tell you?" he screamed, getting to his feet. "They're fucking gassing us!" Then he lifted one of his feet and began to kick the side of the bubble as hard as he could. The thuds seemed to vibrate the entire structure and Yuugi started to wonder if it was going to cave in on them before they died from being trapped in this gas chamber. But the blonde didn't stop. "LET US OUT!" he shrieked, before he started ramming the side with his shoulder, throwing his entire body into his thrusts. Slowly, a crunching noise started to become more apparent. Then a small crack appeared and Malik pulled back, shoving his foot through the spot, breaking a hole through the wall.

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"Oh, gods above!" Otogi cried, before he stood up and started shouting orders to others. The chief looked on with a horrified gaze, as did Yami. Mariku even got up from his spot on the floor and blinked out of the window at the scene.

"He's too wild! Calm him down! Do something!"

But all watched, transfixed, as a worker in a suit tried to pull the Egyptian out of the decontamination chamber, only to get bitten. Malik, however, didn't plan on letting go any time soon. His leg was bloody, he was bound, and yet he still had enough fight in him to attack.

The scientist sighed heavily and fell back into his chair, not bothering the catch his weight. He ran a hand through his hair and looking on solemnly. "Guys... I don't... think we have much of a choice."

Yami, mouth hanging open slightly, turned to the other. "What do you mean?" he asked, feeling adrenaline pump through his veins. But at the words, he felt his blood turn to ice. No other choice almost always was something final and furthermore not good.

Otogi shook his head. "He's... an obvious danger to himself and others."

"He's just scared! I told you to explain–"

"Yami," Otogi interrupted. He was of higher rank than the prince from another world, and he commanded his power firmly when he needed to. "Yami, he's too violent. We're going to have to put him down before he causes more irreparable damage."

They... they were talking about all of this like it was nothing! Like the humans were some kind of dumb animals! Feral animals that had no hope whatsoever in becoming tame! And... and Malik...

They were going to kill Malik. Just like that.

"Oh, shit."

.: Chapter end :.

Waa. I hate this chapter so much, it isn't even funny. I hate the way it's strung together, I hate the way it flows. -kicks the air- UGH.

But yeah.

It's out.

Whee.

And how many of you caught the line from the Abridged Series? 8D I'm so witty. -dies-

Enjoy. Or attempt to.

-Cecilia