Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Adrenaline ❯ The Slave ( Chapter 3 )

LusciousDragon: Ok, still too early to know how my last chapter went over, I PROMISE this one will be longer, well, read and then review!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh, *sob* it's not fair *pouts*

Also, to clear up any confusion

Marik Ishtar=hikari

Malik=yami

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"Come with me, I'll warn you now, resistance is futile, whether you choose to come willingly, or if I must persuade you is totally up to you, I'd choose the latter, it's so nice to be in control of your own mind." Ryou followed the man who was doubtlessly crazy. They went up some steps, and the man opened a door, and sunlight blinded Ryou, who had to shield his eyes against the bright glare of the sun. He reckoned it to be midday. Ryou looked around, he was on a ship, he reckoned they were far from home, he could see nothing but water around them. His eyes rested on his captor, now that it was no longer dark, he could see the man, he was carrying a strange object in his hand, and Ryou noticed the necklaces around his neck, his hair was light blond, and was being whipped about by the wind, his hair was rather wild looking, but not so much in a bad way, in fact, he would have been very good looking if it hadn't been for the fact that his eyes were well… they didn't look friendly, they reminded him of Bakura's, that made Ryou shiver in fright.

"Who-who are you, and what do you want with me? Why am I here? Where are we? What will you do to me?" The questions tumbled from Ryou, and he was unable to stop them. Instead of answering, the man turned, scanning the horizon for something.

"Master Marik." Ryou whirled around. He gasped when he saw the man, this was the man who he had met in the alley, the last place he remembered being before he woke up here!

"Yes?" The man, Marik, answered.

"Your other slaves are in the cabin, shall I place this one their too?"

"Yes, Odion, I grow weary of his mindless prattle. Oh, and you may as well leave the light on, I wouldn't want them to die of boredom."

"Yes Master." The man grabbed Ryou, and took him downstairs again, putting him in a cell. Ryou hung his head in despair, he was a slave! Well, he had been a slave before, a slave of Bakura's. But this was different.

"Um… Excuse me?" A timid voice entered Ryou's thoughts, he lifted his head, and chocolate brown eyes met amethyst, but it wasn't Marik, it was a young boy, who sat in the cell next to him. "My name's Yugi, who are you?"

"Ryou," he said dully, not really interested in this little kid.

"Ryou huh, cool name, I'm Joey!" Ryou turned to the boy on his right, this boy grinned at him, a lop-sided grin, chocolate met chocolate as they stared into each other's eyes. Flustered, Ryou averted his gaze, looking instead at the ground below him. Who were these people, and why were they here?

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LusciousDragon: Ok, so that wasn't a cliffhanger at all, more like an ending. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, for my story, Joey and Yugi know each other, but they don't know Ryou, and Ryou knows neither of them.