Lea-Renee: Oh Ash I've begun writing your request. I will update when this is finished, which sadly feels like only a few chapters away luckily the next story is a light hearted one filled with angst and death.
Rayne: She misses writing her angst filled stories.
Lea-Renee: The sad thing is I really do...
Rayne: Also she may be getting a laptop which will mean quicker updates.
Lea-Renee: I get kicked off the computer half the time so it'll be cool sadly there'll also be no internet on it to distract me...(Is that a good or bad thing?)Plus my brother's coming home soon...

Warning: Nothing too horrible yet...
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh Gx if I did well the possibilities are endless yet they won't come to me in a witty but true form.
Songs: Oblivion by Mastodon (It's a song about the end. Good song, good band, good cd)

A clatter of something against the floor woke me up and I looked through the bars to see no one other than Sho looking at me carrying a bowl of what barely resembled food and more like gooey gray crap. "Um here's your food," he said shyly, pushing the food under the door. Johan's calm breathing didn't change at the prospect of food and he remained asleep.

"Sho!" I exclaimed in happiness, glad to see a friendly face even though it was covered in soot, "How are you?"

His large gray eyes peered at me in shock. "How do you know my name?"

"Oh, umm," Thinking of a plausible excuse really fast I replied, "Because your brother Ryo told me all about you. He's worried sick you know."

"He is?" he asked as if not believing that his brother would really do that.

"Yes," I smiled sincerely.

"Well then how is he?" Sho asked the emotions in his eyes were a muddle of anticipation and fear.

"Well not two days ago he seemed perfectly fine," I informed Sho and was glad to see that the fear was replaced by joy. "And he and Edo are now together."

A small smile graced his lips. "About time too."

Before I could reply a familiar voice called from the stairwell. "Oi shrimp hurry up. You've got work to do."

He apologised to me and went off saying something about Manjoume always being bossy and I couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh, I guess something never change. I lightly rubbed Johan's shoulder waking him up and despite all that happened yesterday he managed to give me a weak smile. I felt a desperate need to kiss his sorrow away but held myself back and instead gave him his share of the food.

Before he could say anything I asked, "You know I'm not the one you want, right?"

"No, you are the true Supreme King. Why can't you see it?" Johan replied, his tone serious but his eyes bright.

"Because that's Haou, he's the one who has always been able to control crowds, make people swoon over him, he's a leader through and through," I sighed slightly, peering at my hands as though they had suddenly become interesting, "While I'm just me, no one special, just the one who hides beneath his shadow most of the time. I'm the unimportant one. You know, his name even means 'Supreme King.'"

I felt his strong arms around me and his breathe in my hair. "Even though I can prove that you are who we need, I still can't believe that you'd ever think that of yourself. You must have been blind to not see how much your friends needed you."

"And how would you know that?" I questioned, forcing the tears in my tears not to brim over.

"Because I had dreams about you, they were so bright and full of happiness even with the sense of underlying sadness that you held with you," Johan said holding me tighter, "You hid your true self from the world using the excuse of being behind your brother's shadow. "

"You've had dreams about me?"

"Ever since you were born, that was about the same time that Jehu put me under his control. You could almost say that I watched you grow up and didn't you grow up to be beautiful," I could hear a smile in his voice.

When Johan said all that, his voice so calm and sweet I almost lost it but I was strong and I didn't cry. Maybe he was right, maybe I was stronger than what I thought. "Thanks."

"And if you need proof about you being the Supreme King I can easily give it to you. When you..." Johan cut himself off when we heard the heavy footsteps of armoured feet coming down the stairs.

"You're coming with us," one of them growled, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me away from Johan. Before Johan could do anything the other two were prepared and knocked him out. I had a feeling of what was going to happen to me as the dragged me off into some dark, damp room with all sorts of scary devices on the wall.

The guards strapped me flat onto a table, from what I could see there were splatters of blood all over it. A guy walked in, his blonde hair was slick and oily, eyes mean and black with a scar on the side of his mouth making him have a perpetual frown (1). He moved the others to the side as he slid a sharp finger nail down the side of my face. "We don't normally get pretty ones in here," he said, a sickening smirk on his face, "So this is going to be fun."

1. the same type of scar my friends and I thought would be awesome to have when we were 14, these friends are guys and I still love them.

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