Shinryu-Twilight Dragon- Well, think about it. The dragons live on a roof. The Dark Magician lives in some kind of old office building. He is more likely to know about technology. And humans? Doesn't he just seem like a people person? Haha- and you want to see her expression? If only I could draw. When it happens, I'll try to make the description as vivid as possible. And the slaver is such a fun character to write. Expect to see more of him in the next few chapters.
Aqua-Princess of Imagination- Yes, poor Seto. But I think I'd way rather be trapped in a room than chained to a ceiling. See? I'm trying to be somewhat nice to him. . . Haha- I seriously just laughed at that. Because, you see, I know what is coming up. I'm anything but nice to him.
Ardikani4- Hey there! Welcome to Possessions. I'm your author, KaelynnD, and I'll be leading you through the rest of the story. I'm really glad you enjoy this even though I totally agree about how dark it is. Interesting that you commented about that. Over the next three chapters, you are going to be seeing some warnings about upcoming dark events. Hope to hear from you again!
PeachTeaKT- The dragons aren't human either, but they can take on human form. I'll be explaining that a bit in this chapter I believe (I'm not actually sure yet, I haven't finished writing it. Haha) And his reason for starting the war is totally his personality. Over the next few chapters, he is going to repeat one phrase over and over that will clue you into his mindset. Thanks for the review! (Do it again!)
Teribane- So am I to take that as you like the Dark Magician? Because I love him. Haha- I have had his character planned for so long and I'm so happy to finally be able to write him! But I'm going into more detail on his jealousy thing in this chapter. I realize that I cut the last one off before I could explain. And he is tolerant of Seto because he sees him as an object to be used for his own gain. Not because he thinks Yami is lonely or anything. Haha.
Luxord's Xigbar- Um. . . okay? Haha- I'm assuming that is because the Magician is so unexpected. But hey, I can't have all the monsters act like Krin, Kara, and Zoa. There has got to be some distinction.
ZQuill- I don't get why people skip around. Haha- but I like seeing which chapters people go back to read. And the Dark Magician's character is going to be nearly bipolar. Get ready for a roller coaster of his emotions over the next few chapters.
Seto K4iba1- I like that you are thinking about how the story will end. Because until about. . . three hours ago, I had no idea what I was going to do. I published this story on a whim, not really expecting it to be so popular. I started with no idea of where I was going to be going with it. I knew Seto:Krin/Kara/Kisara (although Krin wasn't named) and that monsters were going to be human-ish. That was IT. There was no Kuriboh, no Dark Magician, certainly no slaver. But I now know exactly what I'm going to do, and I seriously hope that you like it!
AyaseFanGirl- You don't like him? Good. Now for my job: I'm going to try to make you like him again. If I can't do that, then I'm going to be upset with myself. And he isn't his people, remember? Earth is neutral, not him. Well, technically, he doesn't really care which side wins. He just wants something to happen. And I kind of hate to break this to you. . . but I'm not really going to focus on Krin's reaction to Seto's return (which will happen). I mean, I'm going to show it, but it won't be a long interaction. Just think: who would be the most hurt that Seto ran away? And wouldn't said dragon be seriously ticked? Read the warning at the bottom of this chapter and the next. Oh! And Mokuba- he isn't going to be with the dragons forever. Or much longer actually. Hope you like this chapter!
Author's Note: Okay you guys, just to let you know, I'm done with classes for the semester! And that means that updates should come MUCH faster than normal. I'm not even joking, if you don't get an update at least once every two weeks, send me a PM or an instant message (LendingDreams) and tell me to get my lazy butt to typing! There isn't an excuse for me not updating during the summer. But I've given you all plenty of ways to contact me. Use them. You'd be surprised at how inspired I get after someone reminds me that I haven't updated in a while.
-Oh yeah, and I started back up my blog. The link is listed as my website on my profile. Check it out for updates on new chapters and plot discussions!
Seto's POV
"Can you exp-" I began, but was cut off by Yami putting a finger to his lips. Once he was sure that I had understood his message, he adjusted his finger to point to the door.
Glancing over, I didn't immediately see what he was referring to. But then, a very subtle movement grabbed my attention. A shadow could be seen in the crack between the door and floor. It hovered there, just barely swaying from side to side.
Yami tapped his ear as if to say, "he is listening."
We both waited silently until the shadow disappeared. That took several moments. I believed that the Magician was trying to see what Yami and I had been talking about on the computer, which is why Yami didn't want to talk just yet. I didn't speak until Yami asked, "What are you doing here?"
His tone was quiet, so I made sure that mine matched his for volume. "The slaver brought me here to jump start the war."
Yami was interested enough to close his book all the way and place it on the bed beside him. "And how will that come about?"
"Apparently, the Blue-Eyes will be so outraged at my being here that they will launch the first attack."
Yami bit down on his lip. "I figured you had been chosen. And it makes sense that it was the Blue-Eyes. But why does the slaver want to start a war?"
"He told me that it was to make things interesting again. Because, as you have probably noticed, the world has become boring," I stated sarcastically.
I moved to sit at the edge of the base of the bed, but Yami said, "It would probably be better if you sat on the floor."
"Why?"
"I don't know how the Magician would react to you sitting so close to me," he answered.
"He would get upset because I am sitting in a relatively close proximity to you?" I asked since I found that incredibly difficult to believe.
"He killed Yugi."
And I slowly crouched down to sit on the floor. Yami knew the Magician better than I did, and I didn't consider the purple-haired monster to be very rational. So I decided that it might be in my best interest to do what he said at the current time.
"How did he do that?"
After the monsters invaded our world, I had stopped trying to deny the presence of magic. My mind still couldn't grasp all of its qualities, but I had come to accept the two souls in one body thing that Yugi had so often claimed. Yet that was what confused me. Yami and Yugi shared one body. So how was Yugi killed?
Yami's eyes stared forward at a far corner as he spoke. "His soul was driven from this body."
I expected him to say something else, but that was where he stopped. Maybe that was all he knew, that Yugi's soul was no longer connected to him. Or perhaps he just didn't want to tell me anymore. Either way, I chose to change the subject.
"Then why did the Magician put me in here? I mean, if he is so possessive, wouldn't he want me to be anywhere else?"
Yami stared down at me as if I were an idiot. "Did you see any other doors here? This is the only room with a door, much less a lock."
"If he locks the door, how is it that you can get out to the computer?"
"You saw him. He isn't the smartest beast. Occasionally, he forgets to lock it behind him."
I nodded, thinking on how that seemed like something Kisara would let happen. And as if reading my thoughts, Yami asked, "What are the dragons like? I think I remember the Magician saying that there was more than one."
"There are three of them. And they are insane, just like all the other monsters," I answered.
"Do you find it strange that there are three?" Yami questioned. "After all, there were only the three cards."
"Technically, there were four cards," I corrected. "And for all we know, there could be more of them out in the rest of the world. It is bound to be a coincidence that I was chosen by three."
"I don't believe in coincidences," Yami pointed out.
"So you believe that it was my destiny to be become a slave, pet, and companion? I don't buy that."
Yami laughed. I sent him an incredulous gaze while I waited for him to explain his sudden good mood.
It took him a minute before he was able to form words. "Sorry, I just never would have expected those to be the reasons you were chosen." He took a second to compose himself before adding, "It was rude to laugh."
I shook my head and gave a small, half-laugh of my own. "No, I agree. With my personality, those are probably the three worst types of beast I could have ended up with. If it wasn't actually happening to me, I probably would find it amusing."
Right after I finished speaking, Yami glanced back to the door. This time, I knew what I was looking for; the shadow was back.
Yami grabbed his book, opened it, and leaned back against the wall while pretending to read.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall to rest on the bed. Then we waited for the door to open.
"Okay dragon-boy, you're coming with me to a meeting," the Dark Magician said once he had entered the room. When he stood next to me, he pulled me to my feet and produced a key.
"Would you try to run if I took off the cuffs?" He asked.
"Could I actually get away?"
The Magician pretended to contemplate. "Perhaps. Can you run faster than a pack of wolves?"
"I'm not going anywhere," I stated.
"Good choice."
He made quick work of removing the cuffs. The moment they were gone, I pulled my hands in front of me. My shoulders screamed in protest. It had only been a short while that they had been restrained into the position behind my back, but that was all it took.
"I'll be back later, Yami. Say goodbye to KaibaCEO here."
Yami didn't say anything. His eyes never left the book in his hands.
"Sorry about Yami. He is a bit of a prick when I take his toys away."
I smirked at the flit of irritation that crossed Yami's face. Although we were fighting on the same side, I still thought of him as a rival. So seeing that he was no better off than me made me feel somewhat better about the situation.
When I stepped out into the adjoining office, there were two others waiting. One was the slaver, but the other I didn't recognize.
The new man wore a severe expression, seeming as thought he had never smiled. His black hair hung loosely around his eyes, which were as red as blood.
"Now can we get started?" He said as he glared darkly. I took that as a sign that he didn't appreciate coming for me.
"That we can! Let's head over to the room," the Magician said before walking away. He grabbed the staff that he had left leaning against the door frame and slung it across his shoulders.
Yami was right when he said that the Magician often forgot to lock the door. I considered knocking or the like to let him know that the door was open, but the slaver hung back to wait for me. I had no particular interest in upsetting him. So I walked over to him and allowed myself to be lead out. No one spoke while we walked. The Magician waved happily at everyone that he passed, while the black-haired red-eyed man moved silently, sending the occasional glare. The slaver just stayed beside me, probably making certain that I didn't try to run away.
We reached yet another room without a door. This one seemed to be some kind of waiting room. It was full of couches, side tables, and what appeared to be a reception area. The Magician took a seat on a couch and the other man sat across from him on another. The slaver instructed me to take a seat beside the black-haired man and I did so hesitantly. He sent me a bad vibe.
"So, to get started, Red, this is Seto. He belongs to Krin, Kara, and Kisara," the Magician began.
The other man, Red, turned to me as if he couldn't care less. "And?" He asked.
"We can use him to get them to leave the city. Like a trade, him for their departure," the Magician explained.
"They would do that?" Red asked as he crossed his arms and legs and leaned back.
"I'd do it for Yami," the Magician stated.
"I have found that most owners will go to great lengths to maintain possession of their slaves," the slaver added.
I thought over that plan. Would Krin actually be willing to leave Domino just to have me back? I could see Kisara doing it without question, but she claimed to love me. I didn't see Krin or Kara taking to that plan so easily.
"I just don't see that working," I said.
None of the others had been expecting me to speak, so it took them a minute to think over my words. After several moments, the slaver spoke.
"Seto, do you have something, an object that you are very attached to?"
My hand went up to my neck. I had been working very hard since I had been chosen to keep the locket hidden beneath my clothing. I was worried about what the dragons would do if they caught me with it, so I had been playing it safe. But it still hung there, a comforting, constant weight.
"Yes."
"Is it important enough to you that you would do anything to make sure it was always in your ownership?" The slaver continued.
Would I? There were limits to what I would do for the locket, of course. It wasn't more important to me than Mokuba, but that was because the locket only meant something to be because of him. But the locket tied me to my past, back to better times.
"Within reason," I decided.
"That is how the Blue-Eyes think of you. You belong to them, by now, they have grown attached to you. They will do whatever it takes to get you back."
"And there is the matter of pride," Red added.
I hated being spoken about as though I was nothing more than an object. Part of me considered arguing the fact, but there was really no point to it. After all, these monsters didn't care what my opinions were.
"So we need to arrange a meeting with them. Do we have a negotiator in the area?" The Magician asked.
"Not that I'm aware of. Sending one of the lessers might work just as well," Red stated.
For several minutes, they discussed the best means of contacting the dragons. I just sat there and listened, finding myself slightly bored. I didn't understand why I needed to be present for this. They weren't asking any questions, so I wasn't actually contributing anything.
So there I sat, not really listening as the conversation continued on. The next thing that really pulled my attention was an action of the slaver. He leaned over to see something behind me, then moved his hand in a "come here" gesture.
I didn't turn around, so I didn't have time to react before I was suddenly knocked to the ground. Being thrown forward resulted in my lying flat on my stomach, which meant that I still couldn't see who was behind me. I tried to push myself up, but whoever was on my back kept me down.
It started growling, which lead the Magician to say, with much amusement in his tone, "What are you doing?"
More growls.
"He what?" Red asked.
Growls.
"Let him up and let's talk about this," the Magician said, still sounding as though he found the entire display hilarious.
Whoever it was didn't get off, but the weight let up slightly so I was able to roll over. When I did, my cheek slightly started to throb.
Kuriboh glared down at me and pressed back down on my chest. His eyes flicked to my newly reopened cheek. He seemed to enjoy that, a fact that he showed by tracing it over with this claw. The three others were smirking as they observed.
The Magician finally spoke, "So, Kuriboh, you know our guest?"
Kuriboh growled deeply.
"You lived with him?" The Magician said. Could they actually understand what he was saying?
The slaver leaned forward. "I have been looking for you. I found your kid."
Both Kuriboh and I turned to look at him. It was apparent that we both were equally interested as to where Mokuba was.
"The Blue-Eyes have him."
"What?" I exclaimed. Kuriboh growled simultaneously.
The dragons had Mokuba? He was the kid that the slaver was referring to earlier? That couldn't be possible. The timing just was too ironic. To think that minutes after I left, they found Mokuba. Kisara must have loved that.
The slaver looked to me and cocked his head. "Now why do you care about that child?"
Kuriboh, who was still sitting on top of me, glared over at the slaver. He growled even more, which I believed to be the only way he could speak. I was incredibly confused as to how they knew what he was saying. Maybe it just had to do with sharing a like attribute. But, no, that couldn't be it. The slaver said that he was Earth. He wasn't a Dark monster like the others.
"Your brother belongs to Kuriboh?" Red questioned.
"So interesting," The slaver muttered.
The Magician looked more annoyed than interested. He turned to the slaver and said, "The Light has kidnapped one of ours? That is unacceptable."
"What do you suppose to do about it?" The slaver asked.
The Magician shook his head in thought. "I'm not sure. But I will not allow Krin to get away with that. Taking the kid is an act of war."
I nearly said something, but the slaver glared down at me. I could tell what he was thinking: "Don't you dare say a word." I understood why. He didn't want the Magician knowing that he was attempting to trigger the first attack. And this was a good opportunity to get something to happen.
The Magician glanced down at me. "We are going to have to trade him." He was angry. In order to trade me and my brother, he wouldn't be able to force the dragons out of the city.
"Then how will we gain the upper hand with Krin?" Red asked.
I hadn't really noticed it before, but they often only referred to Krin. Was he the only one of the dragons that they were worried about, or was he just in charge?
Kuriboh wasn't listening to them. He glared down at me, keeping his claw against my cheek. As I looked at his hand, I saw the healing scar trailing across. I had been right. It hadn't been Mokuba's blood on the wall.
"There has to be a way to get the kid back without handing over this boy," the Magician muttered. Then he spoke to me, "Did they ever leave you alone?"
I shook my head. "No, there is always one of them on the roof."
The Magician groaned. "Then it looks like a trade might be the only way. What about you, Trap Master? This is your field."
The slaver took a moment to think before saying, "I think I have an idea."
All eyes flipped to him. We waited for him to continue.
"In your earlier plan, you were going to have to trade Seto over anyway. So follow through with that one. Get all three of them to come meet you, and while they are on the ground, I will go up and grab the other child. Seto can be the distraction and the means of trade."
"So that way we get the kid, and make them agree to leave?" Red said, making sure that he understood what the slaver was saying.
"Precisely. We can get exactly what we want, without really giving up anything in the process."
That made the Magician smile. "I like that plan," he said. "I like it a lot. How are we going to set up a meeting with the dragons without causing suspicion?"
They discussed all possible means of doing so, never taking the time to ask Kuriboh to get off of me. He remained sitting on my chest, glaring down at me. For some reason, I assumed that he would be interested in what the others were saying, after all, it did relate to Mokuba. But he didn't so much as glance up at them. I wondered if he realized that I had absolutely no part in helping Mokuba escape. This didn't seem like the best time to ask.
Finally, the Magician's eyes lit up with excitement. He drummed his fingers on the staff while he spoke, "I've got it."
Then making eye contact with both Red and the slaver, he said, "Gentlemen, we are going to march. We'll head out at sunset."
Mokuba's POV
"I miss Seto," Kisara mumbled.
Thirty-four. I thought as I stared at the dragon sitting across the roof from me. She hadn't moved much since I had been brought up here, but she hadn't closed her mouth for more than a few minutes either. Just an hour or two ago, I started counting how many times she mentioned my brother. He was her favorite topic.
"Kisara, we will let you take the lead on the next hunt if you will just shut up," Kara stated. She and Krin spent a great deal of their time trying to find a way to make their sister stop talking, but so far, nothing worked.
"No you won't," Kisara said grouchily, "You are just saying that. Right Krin?"
Krin glanced to his sane sister. "I'm not letting her take the lead."
Kisara made a face at her sister.
Their conversations were growing more and more pointless as the time moved forward. Originally, I had been interested to hear all about them, to learn about Seto's time here. But that sort of topic fizzled out and became Krin and Kara shooting insults at Kisara.
"I suppose that you are right on that account, brother," Kara said while glaring at her sister. "She would probably just let our prey escape."
"That is not fair! I'm not the one who said we should take him inside," she defended.
"Aren't you the one who said, 'My beautiful Seto has a way to talk to the boy that the Dark Magician chose'?" Kara asked, mimicking her sister's voice.
"Yes, but it was Krin who decided to take him inside so he could use the computer," Kisara pointed out.
"To find out where the Dark camp is! And Krin stayed with him while he was supposed to be there."
They took him inside to get on the instant messenger? That is how Seto escaped? I found myself laughing slightly at the very thought. But my laughter drew their attention away from the argument.
"What do you think is so funny?" Kara asked.
"Nothing," I stated simply.
Kara rolled her eyes. "We can tell that you are lying, so there is really no point to it."
"Well, it's just kind of funny that Seto got away because you wanted to AIM."
They sent each other confused looks. I hadn't thought about the fact that they most likely didn't know that Seto's instant messenger was called AIM, or that it was even called instant messaging. So I decided to clarify.
"Anyone could do that for you."
"Could you?" Kisara asked.
"Yeah, if I had a computer," I answered.
"Kisara, don't do this again. Remember, that is the reason we lost Seto," Kara said.
"There are three of us here now. He won't be going anywhere."
"Are you really willing to risk that? Wasn't it you who was just telling us how now that we had his brother, Seto wasn't going to leave again? There isn't really even a high chance that the Magician's kid is going to get on at the same time," Krin said.
Kisara groaned and threw her hands into the air. "Krin! He can't go anywhere if we are all watching him. I made a mistake with Seto. It isn't going to happen again!"
"You're right. It won't happen again. But that is because that kid isn't going inside," Krin said.
"I'm sorry, I thought that you wanted to know where the Magician was hiding," Kisara spat.
I felt the need to jump in to say that I wasn't going to try to run away. But Krin sort of terrified me and Kara reminded me of Seto before he had his coffee in the mornings. I believed it to be in my best interests to stay out of their debate as long as it wasn't directed at me.
"We will find the Dark camp another way. Clearly this isn't going to work," Kara said.
"Clearly? How is that clear? All we need him to do is get it open for us. Then we can bring him back up. Nothing will happen!"
Krin and Kisara continued shouting at each other. I stopped watching them when I noticed that Kara was glaring intently at me. Her eyes were fixed on mine, examining me. Shifting uncomfortably in her line of sight, I tried to decide why I had suddenly drawn her attention.
She stood up and walked over to me, stood over me, and kept glaring down. I watched while she got to her knees in front of me so that she could better look into my eyes. What was she looking for?
"Would you try anything?" She questioned with her unwavering gaze.
I shook my head.
"You ran away from your owner, didn't you? What should make us think that you won't try that again with us?"
By now, both Krin and Kisara were watching us instead of fighting. It felt as though I was being interrogated by all three of them, not just the girl standing before me.
"I ran away to find Seto. I was coming here and Seto would kill me for saying this, but I'm pretty sure that you are going to end up finding him again," I answered.
Did I really think that they were going to find Seto? I wasn't entirely sure. But I had been telling myself that fact for a few hours now. They had to get Seto back, otherwise, I would have run away for nothing.
"I think he is telling the truth. At least about the part where he won't run away," Kara said, turning to her siblings.
They did some sort of head and hand gestures to each other. It seemed to me as though they were speaking without actually voicing their thoughts. Such a thing shouldn't surprise me. After all, they were dragons. Dragons shouldn't exist. It only made sense that if dragons existed, then they should be able to communicate without talking.
"Fine. But if he escapes, this one is on you two," Krin said as he got to his feet.
Kara held out a hand to me. I took it and allowed her to pull me up to my feet. But then she stepped away from me, and in doing so, moved away from the door that I had been leaning against.
They looked like they were about to change into dragons again. Did they not know that there was a door a foot behind me?
"Are you guys not going to use the door?" I asked just before Kisara had the chance to shift forms.
"It is locked," Krin stated.
"Don't you have like, 3000 attack power?"
"What?" Kara asked.
I then realized that they probably had no idea that they were cards from a game. She wouldn't understand the reference.
"I mean, I thought you were like, super-strong or something."
Kisara giggled. "Well, we are! But if we break the door, then we won't be able to lock it again. Then my love will just be able to walk right out whenever he wants to."
I dug my fingernail into my palm to keep from laughing. Her love, I thought with amusement. I couldn't wait to find Seto to make fun of him. The very thought of someone loving Seto romantically, especially after meeting him, was laughable.
"Do you sleep in that form?" I asked, gesturing to their human bodies.
"No," Kisara said.
"Then just sleep in front of the door and he won't be able to go anywhere," I said, making it sound as thought it was the most obvious answer in the world.
"Do you really just not want to fly down?" Kara asked.
I hadn't really expected her to catch on to that fact. I wondered if dragons could understand the concept of being afraid of heights. The concept of being dangled from a helicopter was another that they probably couldn't relate to either.
"What makes you say that?" I asked.
"You just gave us a method of keeping your brother trapped," She stated.
Oh. I didn't really think about it that way. I did just cut off Seto's only means of escape from the roof, and just because I didn't want to jump off the edge of the building. He was so going to kill me.
"I'm afraid of heights."
Kisara cocked her head as if she didn't understand what I had just said. "What?" She asked, trying to clarify my statement.
"I'm afraid of falling to my death. I don't have wings, you know."
Kisara nodded, but still looked confused. Krin looked bored. Kara looked amused.
"Is it faster to go through that door?" Krin asked, and pointed his hand towards the door I had been leaning against.
"Probably. And you don't have to keep jumping from human to dragon to human and so forth."
Krin walked back over to the door and twisted the knob harshly. Even from several feet away, I could hear the sound of parts breaking. He placed both hands on the center and pushed, and the door swung open. There were no lights on inside, but that didn't stop him from walking straight in.
I felt a hand on my lower back slowly push me forward. Glancing up, I saw Kara standing beside me. She rolled her yes when I didn't immediately move and pushed me forward a bit harder.
The staircase didn't have any lights. I'm sure that it did at one point in time, but either they were shot, or the electricity didn't work. For some reason, I assumed that Light monsters shouldn't be able to see in the dark, but the dragons had no visible problems moving through the hallways. I let Kara guide me until things grew lighter as we neared windows.
They seemed to know where they were going. That struck me as odd. They hadn't come in through that door before, so they should only know their way from the bottom up. But Krin went straight to the stairs and entered. Kara still was directing me, so I followed.
But, Seto's office was on this floor. Why weren't they going there?
And it hit me. Seto never told the dragons who he was. The name printed boldly on the office door, "SETO KAIBA" would have given him away. To keep his last name a secret, he would have had to take them to a different office.
The CFO's office was an interesting choice. I wondered why it had been that particular office that he thought of.
When we stepped inside, I looked around. That couch pushed up against the far wall looked as though one would sink deep into it upon sitting down. Its surface appeared soft enough that just touching it could make a person fall asleep. Could it have been made of heaven? I really wanted to find out.
But Kara wouldn't let me. She lead me over to the computer and sat me down.
"Do it."
I mock saluted and reached down to turn on the computer, only to find that it was still on. It shouldn't have been such a surprise. Seto did only escape a few hours prior.
I shook the mouse until the monitor lit up. Due to inactivity, the computer had logged him out of the program, so I would have to figure out his password.
Back before all of this, Seto's password had been #3whitedragons. I seriously doubted that it was still the same thing. If I knew Seto, and I was fairly confident that I did, he would have changed it to something else. But what else was personal, and fairly complicated?
Just to get started, I typed in my name. It was obvious, simple to hack, and unfortunately, it was also wrong.
"Can you not do it?" Kara questioned.
I jumped slightly. I had forgotten that she was standing directly over my shoulder.
"I can. It will just take me a minute."
Tapping my fingers against the keys, I decided to try Seto's birthday. He didn't publicize it, so it might be secure enough for him.
102592
Authentication failed: Invalid Username or Password. Please try again.
I cracked my knuckles and tried my birthday.
070795
Authentication failed: Invalid Username or Password. Please try again
Krin, who was leaning beside the door, groaned. "If you can't do it, why are we in here?"
What could it be? There were dozens of ways to write out a birthday alone. How could I chose the right one? And I had no way of even proving that it was one of our birthdays. It could be a random city around the world for all I knew. He could have opened a dictionary and picked a word from any page.
Atlanta
Authentication failed: Invalid Username or Password. Hint?
I smiled. I had forgotten about the hint option. Seto didn't really seem like the type to enable it, but I clicked it, hoping that he hadn't left it blank. A small note appeared.
Kiddo, it is your 0ld nickname. With a zero. -Be careful
Of course! If I had managed to get to the computer at some point, I would need to be able to log on to his account. Since he wasn't able to tell me the password with Kuriboh being so possessive, he left me a way of figuring it out. My fingers ran quickly across the keys.
Mokie0
Authentication failed: Invalid Username or Password. Hint?
Frowning, I stopped to stare at the screen. Maybe it was an old hint. He could have changed the password, but forgotten to fix the hint, which I clicked on again. When the message appeared, I read it again. With a zero, at the beginning? I nearly considered trying that, but reconsidered. Too many attempts and the system might shut me out.
M0kie
And I was in. It was really obvious after looking again at the "o" in "old." It was the number, not the letter. I cannot believe that it took me that long. I wouldn't be telling Seto about that.
"I'm in," I said.
Kara leaned closer. "Is the Magician's kid on?" She asked.
I scanned the list of names quickly and shook my head. "No, he's not. It doesn't look like anyone is on right now."
"So we wait, again!" Kisara exclaimed irritatedly. She fell onto the couch that I wanted to be asleep on, and I just glared at her, envying. I had just woken up a few hours ago, but just looking at the couch made me tired.
Kara moved to sit on the desk. They were getting prepared to wait for a while, which meant that I would have to wait for a while. But since I was on the computer, I might as well look through Seto's stuff.
I pulled up his email. Since it was for his business, the password was more secure than his instant messenger account, and also had nothing to do with Duel Monsters. I had it memorized, so I had it pulled up and opened quickly.
It had only been a week since he was taken by the dragons. He already received over two-hundred messages. He never told me how many people poured to him for help. There were emails from random citizens, government officials, about twenty from Joey, and several from some guy named Harrison.
I skimmed over the subjects, finding myself increasingly bored with them. Only one caught my eye. URGENT, it read. I initially would have guessed that it was from a citizen who needed something, but this one was sent by the government. Sending an email with the subject in all caps didn't seem very professional, which is why it interested me. I clicked it.
Mr. Kaiba,
As you have yet to respond to our last several messages, we are forced to assume the worst. In the event that you are simply unable to access a computer at this time, the President has allowed you ten days to reply before we take action.
Our studies show that Domino, California, has more of these monsters than any other place in the country. It is because of this that the President feels we should focus our attention on clearing out the city of the beasts. We have come to understand that they are capable of speech, so we made attempts to reach out to them, but they have refused our demands. We are being forced into action.
As there is no longer any ruling figure in your city, we are coming to you, Mr. Kaiba. Several other letters of this sort have been sent to a select few of the other citizens, but we have yet to receive a response from any. If we do not receive a reply from you within the next ten days, we will have no other choice than to take immediate action. It is our understanding that most all of the citizens in Domino that have not been taken captive by a creature have escaped, which is why we have been given the authority for an air strike against the city. We have no other option. The monsters must come to know that we are not a nation to be messed with, and their actions will be met with dire consequences.
If you get this message in the allotted time, respond only if you need additional time to evacuate the city. The President has a job lined up for you here if you find yourself in a position to help.
We sincerely hope that you are out of the city in time.
And his electronic signature rested at the bottom, but I didn't take the time to read over his name.
Air strike. So they were going to bomb the city? What about all of the people still inside? Were they so willing to risk the lives of so many American citizens? This had to be a joke. It couldn't be happening. We were still in the city. Everyone I knew was still in this city.
I quickly looked at the date the message was sent. Then I realized that I really had no idea what day I was currently living in, so I looked that up to. To my great relief, the message was sent only the day before. That left nine days before the attack.
I had to respond. I had to tell him that they couldn't attack. I wasn't Seto, but that guy didn't need to know that. I could sound professional. Right? This wasn't the first time I had sent an email to someone important. This would work. It had to work. It had to work. It just had to.
"What are you looking at?" Kara asked. She leaned so she could see the screen. I waited as her eyes looked over the lines displayed.
"What does that mean?" She asked after finishing the message.
"It means that in nine days, this city won't exist," I stated. That drew the attention of the other two dragons.
"How so?" Krin questioned.
"A bomb will destroy everything within miles. No one will be able to survive it. Me, you –all of you- and Seto will die unless we get out now, or I respond to him."
"We aren't letting you send out a message," Krin stated.
Now it was my turn to stare at him. "If I don't send this message, we will all die," I repeated, making sure that he understood what I was saying.
"I heard that. However, you said nine days. By then, we should have Seto back. If we clear out the city of all the Light species and our allies, then that would just leave the Dark here. There would be no need for us to fight if this bomb is truly as deadly as you claim," Krin said.
He was smiling.
"No. I have to answer this man. Innocent people will die if I don't," I insisted. He couldn't be serious.
"Kara, is he still connected to our way of contact?" Krin asked.
Kara glanced down at the screen. "He is," she answered. She seemed to know what he meant behind the question because she pulled me to my feet and began to drag me towards the door.
"No! You can't do this! People will die! Seto could die!" I shouted. I tried to fight against the dragon holding onto me, but it was no use. She was far stronger than me.
"No, this is perfect," Krin whispered.
I kept shouting, but he no longer heard my words. He had moved over to the computer, taking a seat where I had just been. He didn't look up to me as Kara dragged me out the door, although I was doing everything I could think to draw his attention.
Domino was going to go up in flames, and there was absolutely nothing I could do to stop it.
So, You know what is fun? Writing a minor panic attack. I think I made Mokuba's brain malfunction.
W A R N I N G: I put warnings in all chapters that are going to include more. . . violent things. So for the next chapter, don't say that I didn't tell you. If you don't like painful/dark things, just read Seto's POV for Chapter Fourteen. Skip Mokuba's. I'll put a summary of it at the end.
However, for people who read things of a violent nature all the time, it isn't going to seem like a big deal at all. That is mostly a warning for younger readers who aren't ready for PG-13 just yet. Haha.
-Since I'm out for the summer, it would forreal make my day if you guys reviews a whole lot!