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Edits are being made. 6/17/13


Ch. 4 – Distorted Lullaby/Memories

A light shone in his eyes causing his pupils to dilate. It was all he could see, a bright white light. He had no idea where it came from just that it suddenly appeared lightly swaying from side to side. The light grew brighter and brighter soon hurting him. He tried pulling away shutting his eyes but felt the tug of someone's hands on him forcing his head back and an eye open. His eye shifted around looking for another person but all he could see was the white light.


He gaped into the room standing just a few inches away from the doorway, his young violet eyes staring in disbelief at the open bird cage and the much open window. He rushed into the room looking around frantically, "Nox!" He called with a light coo the boy knew the bird liked hearing. He went silent awaiting a response, when one didn't come he called again, "Nox!" He said this time with more feeling, fear set in that the bird had strayed from its cage and out the window. Mokuba shook his head, no, it couldn't have happened. Nox was loyal to him; Nox would never leave him alone! "Nox!" He cried out his voice sailing into desperation, "Nox, come out." He pleaded once again making a soft cooing that appealed the creature. Still he received nothing. Mokuba's lower lip trembled as his eyes watered, the child sitting on his bed, distraught. He stared at the ground then up at the cage letting his tears silently fall down his face.

Seto watched his brother his eyes following him around the room as the child searched for his beloved pet. It disgusted him, that thing was not human…it was not him. Why was Mokuba caring as if it were him, as if it were human? It had no value to them; it did nothing but drive a wedge between them. Now it was gone and Seto could remove that wedge, restoring their life.

He took another good look at his brother, seeing him in tears over it he frowned. Taking a step to the doorway he made a movement that would catch the boy's attention. Mokuba instantly looked over to his older brother. His face stained with tears, his cheeks and nose red as he tried to keep his composure but obviously failing to do so. "…Seto…" He choked out, "He's gone…Nox is...gone..." Seto looked around the room before stepping completely in and walking over to his brother. Mokuba instantly hugged onto Seto the moment he came close enough. He cried into him, "how? Why?" Mokuba asked though the obvious scenario.

"Sometimes things just happen…" Seto said lightly hugging Mokuba. Mokuba wasn't usually one to just accept things just happen but if his brother said so it must be true. Picking up Mokuba Seto held him the way he would hold a baby, his brother instantly wrapping his arms around his neck leaning his head on the broad shoulder offered to him. Seto walked over to the window using his free hand he pulled it down then turned the safe guard to lock it. "Let's forget this ever happened…" Seto spoke in a soft tone sounding off. "It's just us now." His hand moved to close the cage door.

Mokuba nodded burying his face into Seto's neck as he wept quietly. "It'll be alright…Mokie…" Seto nodded himself stroking his younger brother's back as he carried him out to his home office. Now with that creature gone he could fix everything.

Later that evening Mokuba had gone off to his room while Seto typed away in his office. Barely twenty minutes had passed by when Seto had the urge to get up and check on Mokuba. The child sat by the closed staring out with his cheek resting in the palm of one hand, the other busied itself by lightly touching the cold glass, his small fingers tracing over it drawing small shapes. Seto watched his brother wondering if what he had done was the right thing to do. It was then he heard a soft tapping on the window followed by the opening of it. Mokuba shifted around in his place appearance told Seto he now held something, something small and black.

Seto's eyes widened in disbelief, had it really come back to the mansion? Did it not see it was unwanted? The audacity of such a despicable creature! Seto growled in fury as he stormed off back to his office, there was nothing he could do now Mokuba was in the room with it. He tried to be nice and let go but apparently it wasn't enough that bird had to be dealt with properly and that's just what Seto was going to do…

It was around ten at night when Seto decided to take a new plan into action, waiting outside his brother's door Seto stood. He listened carefully for the sound of Mokuba's steady breathing to his dismay he heard something he hadn't in a long time. The soft hum of a song Seto found himself trying to place, it was familiar a little too familiar but the name of it seemed lost to him.

Close your eyes sweet child

Dream well and remember I'll always be there

No matter what happens

We'll be together till the very end

Seto's eye widened in realization, that soft spoken lullaby was the last thing that connected him to a past he had nearly forgotten. The faint images of a woman flashed before his eyes, he could barely make out her face but something told him that this woman was his mother. She hummed a soft melody, her lips moving in accordance with the words the boy had just spoken. This was definitely something sacred, something for them, not that creature. He had used this lullaby to calm his brother to sleep in the orphanage. Now, that filthy animal was hearing it.

How disgraceful.

He wouldn't –couldn't- tolerate this.

The CEO's eyebrows drew together in immeasurable anger as something snapped in his mind. With an irritated growl he flew into the room, his sights set on the blackness that is ruining his life, taking everything he had away from him. Taking it into his hands he forced it against the wall, blocking out all other noises around his he squeezed the creature in his grasp, his icy callous eyes narrowing at it while his griped tighten around it. His lips quivered, his teeth grinding against one another, "M-Mori…" He stammered out, his anger made it harder for him to speak properly, "Mori!" He said his voice booming this time. Seto felt a light thud against his arm but ignored it, it happened again and again. One last thud hit him this time with less force, it felt as if something was trying to grab his clothes but couldn't quite get a hold on the material. The feeling faded as he released his grip letting it slide toward the floor.

A stillness floated in the air as a sense of peace filled his mind, it was all over. It was gone for good and there was no possible way it could come back. The corners of his lips tugged back into a conflicted smile, his eyebrows curved in almost a saddening way as a laugh was emitted from the back of his throat, his laugh echoed through the halls of the mansion. It was the only thing he remembered hearing, his own distorted laughter, before everything went black.


The light faded away leaving a darkness he could not escape no matter how hard he tried. The other presence left, its touch left just mere second before the light. He was bounded to his seat by the weight of his own body. He had no options; with nothing to do he had to wait. Just what he was waiting for? He wasn't sure, suppose anything would do.


Translation

* Mori is Latin for die