Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Assassinate the CEO ❯ Monster ( Chapter 5 )

Heyaz folks! Sorry for the long wait! Got summatives and exams now and its killing me as hell... I'll be so happy when its done... and many thanks to you all for your wonderful reviews! I have the next part up and running. However this does contain a rape scene that is very gory and sadistic. And this chapter is called 'Monster' for a good reason since we see someone's true colours. Well read on and enjoy!

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"I wonder if she'll ever wake".

Huh? What... was that? Was that a voice?

"The doctors said she might stay in a coma for a very long time Mokuba. She has lost a lot of blood and her lungs filled up with much water. And for some reason her body is rejecting all types of medicines or nutrients they give intravenously. They said she might not make it if she stays in a coma for much longer".

Doctors? Coma? Blood? ... Mokuba???

"I know she'll make it Seto! I know she will!"

Seto? ... what's going on? Where am I? Where are their voices coming from? It's so dark... I feel weak... tired... in pain...

"I doubt it Mokuba. Five bullets to main pressure points is quite deadly. Its amazing she survived this long... even if it's a coma".

Bullets? Was I shot? ... wait... I think I remember... Drake! He shot me five times... one in each shoulder and knee and... one... in my...

"I have no use for assassins who gain their hearts back".

... heart...

"Stop being so negative Seto! Why are you like this?! She's gonna make it, I know she will!"

Though my memory was fuzzy... I could now see Drake's image as he shot that last blow into my heart, making me keel over the edge of the platform and plunge into the sea... sinking till I hit bottom... blood seeping everywhere...

And then there was a splash... and something... swam towards me... I could see its eyes... they were...

"And why do you insist on coming here?! There's no point!"

...blue...

"We should leave now! I have no interest in watching over a nearly dead corpse!"

... it had blue eyes...

"I don't even know why I risked my neck to get her!"

Blue eyes... it had blue eyes!

"Let's forget about her and leave already! She's as good as dead!"

... Seto has blue eyes... Seto has blue eyes... Seto... had... saved me...

My eyes shot open and I jerked up. The room around me was very bright and all the walls and the ceiling were a bright white.

I groaned as my mind spinned at everything and I sank back, resting my head against something soft. I kept my eyes opened but they were pained by all the brightness... gods... it hurt... and my limbs... my chest... it hurt even more...

"Asha?" a voice said to my left.

I turned my heat slightly to the left to see a young boy... a young angelic looking boy with purple/gray eyes look at me timidly. Was that an angel? Am I in heaven?

"Well... she finally awakes..." a cold voice said further down.

I turned my head slightly and could see a fuzzy shape at the foot of whatever I was resting on. I struggled to see what the shape truly was. As it cleared up I could see the figure of a young man in a long white trenchcoat over a black shirt and black pants. My eyes rode up to look at the face, which was still fuzzy and the first thing I saw was his eyes...

Blue eyes...

And soon the image cleared to show the face of Seto Kaiba, staring back at me with an intense glare, to which I groaned and shut my eyes.

"No... I must be in hell..."

A small chuckle came from my left and I opened my eyes, this time seeing that the angelic looking boy was Mokuba, who was smiling at me widely.

"No... sorry Asha. But you're not in hell or heaven. You're alive and we-... well almost WELL... you're in Domino Hospital.You've been in a coma for nearly three weeks now" he explained.

I nodded softly as I shut my eyes again. Three weeks? Well I'd suspect as much, thanks to all the damage I endured.

"Did they catch Drake?" I asked softly.

"No" Mokuba replied, sighing. "He got away before the police could get here. Besides it was more important to save you. I was so worried! Even Seto was worried!"

"That's enough Mokuba" came Kaiba's stern voice and I opened my eyes to gaze at him as he was glaring dangerously at Mokuba.

Why... did he save me? He hates me... and I don't blame him... but why did he want to risk his neck out for someone like me? Surely he'd want to leave me for dead... wouldn't he?

"Stop denying it Seto! You WERE worried about her! I saw the look on your face and I know you best! You were afraid she would die!" Mokuba retorted fiercly, making me gaze at the CEO even more, who was looking downright furious.

"I said that's enough Mokuba! We're not discussing this any further!" he snarled at him though in his eyes I could see he regretted doing so. He then caught me looking at him and growled again. "What are you looking at?!" I swallowed before locking his angry gaze with my calm one.

"I wish you left me for dead" I said quietly. Mokuba gasped a Seto's eyes narrowed.

"What was that?"

"I said I wish you left me for dead! I wish you let me die in that infernal ocean! I didn't want to be rescued, especially by the likes of you! I wish I wasn't anywhere near you!" I yelled at him angrily.

"Well you know what, I wish I left you for dead too alright?! I wish I didn't have to deal with a bitch like you! I wish you never came into the life of mine and my brother's!!!" he yelled right back at me, ignoring the fact Mokuba was still there, staring at him in sheer horror.

"Well its thank to you that I did come into your life, to fucking well kill you!" I shrieked at him. "But now I won't because I promised your brother, but why did you have to fucking well save me?!"

"Why don't you shut up woman?! Don't talk to me in that tone! It doesn't matter to you what I do and if I do it! Be happy your pitiful skinned hide is alive right now!" he roared at me, advancing a few steps dangerously.

Just then a male doctor with greying hair and soft brown eyes, looking as if he was in his late fifties, burst into the room with three nurses, staring at me in shock to see that I was awake before glaring at Kaiba.

"Mr. Kaiba, this is no way to treat the patients! I must ask of you to leave now since you are harming her greatly!" he ordered. Kaiba glared at him before heading to the door and looked back at Mokuba.

"Come Mokuba".

"No! I'm staying here with Asha!" the younger Kaiba brother shot back, holding onto my hand tightly. Kaiba glared at me instead of his brother, hatred and... I couldn't tell what else but it was evil that shone in his eyes.

"Fine! I'll send a limo for you in a few hours" he growled before stalking out of the room as I layed back against the pillows, breathing out in relief as the doctors checked my blood pressure and ran some tests. Mokuba looked at me reassuringly, giving me a smile.

"Don't worry Asha. He was worried about you. Its just thanks to his pride that he holds his feelings in".

I didn't reply but inwardly I trembled. I didn't want to know what else he hid from me that he might unleash...

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A week had passed and I was finally better, my wounds on my limbs healed properly and according to the doctor, the bullet to my heart had thankfully missed a key nervous system so I was lucky to have survived. A lot of water was in my lungs as well but they managed to get most of it out, giving me some pills tot ake during the week to make sure they were fully clear, whcih they were now.

During the week I learned that my trial had been two weeks ago but since I was in a coma it was to be rescheduled, three weeks from now. Well I'm not too keen on going to it anytime soon.

At the end of the week I was released from the hospital and unfortunately I was still in that bastard's custody. But luckily Mokuba was there to keep me sane enough so I decided to accept it.

When the limo came to pick both me and Mokuba up, who had arrived a few hours earlier, we got in and Mokuba told the driver to head back to the Kaiba Estate, to which we went.

Along the way Mokuba told me that Kaiba was at Kaiba Corp and would be for the majority of the day till late at night when we would probably be asleep. That I was so glad for. The bad news, however, was since the weekend was coming up in two days, Kaiba was actually taking some time off. Originally it was to spend it with Mokuba but now... well... to also keep an eye on me.

I made no comment of it though, just nodding and Mokuba seemed happy to see that I was taking this better then his brother did. I was slightly sadden to hear that Kaiba had been fairly harsh to Mokuba during my last week at the hospital, due to the fact Mokuba was spending more time at the hospital to visit me. I advised Mokuba to spend some more time with him during my stay so the elder Kaiba would not get too riled up.

Twenty minutes passed when we finally arrived at the familiar mansion and I sighed, wishing not to be hear. It was being sent to Alcatraz with the exception that I was the only prisoner trapped in a building with the one man I detest and loathe.

And now that I wasn't in Shadow anymore it made it worst. Drake was like a elder brother to me. He was the one who took me in, who cared for me, who gave me food, shelter, clothed me, taught me and sent me to school... and look how I repaid him? And Alice... gods... she's probably ticked off at me too I bet... but I made my decision and I'll accept all consequences... you know, I feel like a good shocking from that bastard's jucifier right now...

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The first two days passed by harmlessly enough. On my first night I played many video games with Mokuba and we ate lots of pizza and ice cream for dinner that night. Around 11 p.m. we had gone to bed. My room was a good few doors down from Mokuba's room and... sadly... only two doors away from Kaiba's.

After saying our good nights to one another I had gone under the nice black silken covers and just layed on my back, looking on the pale blue ceiling, listening to the wind and slight sound of cars through the opened window. I, however, did fall asleep.

Around 1 a.m., to which I was still awake but only bearly, I could hear footsteps outside in the hall. At first I thought it was one of the maids but as the sound became louder I soon realised that Kaiba had returned from work.

I could hear a door open and the footsteps faded away into the room momentarily, to which I believed was Mokuba's room before the footsteps moved again and the door was shut quietly.

I held my breath slightly as his footsteps passed my door then stopped. Through the faint light from under the door I could see a slight shadow in the middle. I inwardly gulped. Was he going to come in?

The doorknob slowly turned before the door finally opened, to which I closed my eyes immediately and pretended to be asleep.

He then walked into my room silently, approaching the bed and I could feel a slight presence leaning over me, to which it was him no doubt.

Several minutes passed before I could feel his cool fingers stroke along my cheek. I nearly jerked but managed to stop myself, forcing my whole body to stay calm.

His fingers travelled along my face, over my forehead, running lightly across my eyelids, over the bridge of my nose, under my chin and finally over my lips, resting there. I had such an urge to bite him but chose not too.

I then felt the bed go down slightly, as if he placed his other hand down against it and he removed his fingers. Inwardly I sighed. The feeling of his fingers upon my lips sent chills down my spine.

Soon warm, yet cool breath as well as blown across my face and I immediately stayed still. Oh gods... don't tell me he's going to KISS me?! What is wrong with the idiot??? Was he drunk? But yet you could tell by one's breath if he was and I smelt no liquor of any kind from it.

Inwardly dreading the feel I made a sleepy grunt noise, to which he froze before I rolled over onto my side.

I could hear him inwardly curse before he removed the pressure on the bed and he turned away, walking out of my room. He must of paused at the entrace way for a bit, probably looking at me before he finally shut the door and walked to his room. A door opened, he stepped inside and then it closed to which I opened my eyes.

I ran my fingers along my lips, remembering the feel of his touch and I shuddered. What's going on? I seriously didn't want to find out.

Shuddering slightly I decided to fall asleep... though it was a restless sleep at that.

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The night before the weekend wasn't a remake of what happened the previous night. He did stop by my door again but this time he didn't open it. And then finally he went to his.

Saturday actually went pretty well to me. Mokuba followed my advice and spent some good time with Kaiba. I learned from the maids they had left to do some sibling outing and so I just walked around the estate.

I knew better then to enter Kaiba's room as the maids probably would find out and tell the bastard when he'd return so I just wandered around, looking at different paintings and portraits. At lunch time I made something for myself before deciding to look around in Kaiba's library, seeing if there would be a good book to read. I didn't get much time to look around though as I could hear a car door shut outside and peaking through the curtains I could see Kaiba and Mokuba make there way up to the mansion so I quickly went back upstairs to my room, not too keen to see them at the moment.

I could hear voices downstairs, two of them being Kaiba's and Mokuba's and another female's, probably one of the maids. Heh, the bastard is probably asking if I recked anything...

Soon footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs in bounds. I sighed in relief. It was only Mokuba.

Stepping out of my room I greeted him kindly, asking how his day went. It must have gone great by how he was bubbling over, telling me all the details of what they both did. Heh... it seems Kaiba even enjoyed himself...

At dinner I had stayed away in my room. Mokuba asked me if I wanted to come down but I shook my head no, saying lets not ruin his brother's mood. He was kinda reluctant but agreed and hurried off, to which I smiled before returning to my room, having a simple dinner sent up to me.

This day would have gone alright... but yet... like all good things come to an end so did this...

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It was after 10 p.m. and Mokuba was already put to bed. I smiled as I returned from the bathroom near his bedroom, wanting to use a certain flavoured toothpaste that was not in my room. I could hear his soft snores as I chuckled softly. Adorable thing he is.

However my slight happiness was broken as a figure stood a few meters from me. The figure being Kaiba.

Right now he was wearing a blue two piece pyjama suit, which had the 'KC' logo on it, with the cuffs turned back slightly. He was wearing his blue trenchcoat over it. Why I didn't know. Feh, I don't care even. He was barefoot and had a steady glare meant for me.

But seeing as we were fairly close to Mokuba's bedroom and not wanting to wake him, I decided to be civil.

"Goodnight Kaiba" I said in the most polite voice I could muster before heading into my room and closing the door behind me... well ALMOST closing the door.

Kaiba's hand shot out just in time and stopped it from closing, coming in after me and shutting the door himself, locking it before standing, crossing his arms and giving me a glare.

"Well according to the maids it seemed you behaved yourself well enough" he said, sneering at me. My eyebrow twitched in anger but I forced it down.

"I knew what's not mine shouldn't be touched. Besides I'm a guest in your home and I choose to act that way". He smirked again.

"Oh really now? You're no guest in my home... all you are is a low, filthy assassin who's going to jail for life". I shrugged.

"Yeah well better there then here Kaiba" I said. I wasn't going to let his comments get me into an uproar. But it seems Kaiba didn't have that in mind.

"You know why I saved you bitch? You know why I risked my neck to save your worthless hide?" he asked. I turned to him, eyebrow raised.

"For Mokuba's sake?" His smirk widened.

"Yes... but that wasn't the only reason. I didn't want you to slip away yet... well not until I teach you some proper rules..."

Just then I was slammed down onto the bed, to which I cried out in pain due to the fact my limbs were still and sore and soon found the damn bastard straddling my hips. I struggled to push him off but he pinned my hands down with just one his, holding them tightly by my wrists, squeezing painfully.

"Agh! Get off you mother fucker!" I yelled at him, to which he backhanded me with his other hand. My cheek throbbed painfully.

"Tsk-tsk... such bad language" he sneered as his other hand reached for something inside of is trenchcoat and he pulled out a pair of opened handcuffs. My eyes widened slightly.

"So kind of the Police Station to lend me this in case you got... restless" he sneered as he locked one cuff onto my right wrist, pulled the chain in between around two bars in the metal headboard before locking the other cuff on my left wrist.

I struggled to pull free but he just watched me in satisfaction, his dark evil stare never leaving his face.

"Much better, wouldn't you agree?" he said as he reached for something in the waistband of his pyjama pants.

"Definetly not! Now uncuff me!" I yelled to which he cuffed me again in the face.

"Silence bitch. I want my brother to sleep in peace" he said as he pulled out a long gleaming blue and white dagger. My eyes widened. Oh no... he's not seriously going... oh no...

He caught my look but didn't say anything as he brought the dagger down and cut off my shirt before yanking it off, revealing that I was wearing a black corset underneath. He smirked at me.

"Quite the whore are we? Just like that slutty cousin of yours..." he sneered, to which my eyes widened before I glared and started writhing again.

"Why you fucking bastard! Don't you dare call her that!" I screamed at him. He just smiled evilly.

"I can call whoever I want, whore" he retorted as he slipped the dagger underneath my corset, the blade pressing against the material as he tugged upwards, ripping it all the way. He then pulled it out from under me and tossed it away, leaving my fairly large breasts exposed.

"Such a nice fair bouncy bust" he said, giving a mock cooing sound as he ran his fingers along them and I shuddered at the feel. He sneered.

"Don't worry... you'll experience more then just touches from me when I'm done" he sneered as he started tugging my pants off my legs, ignoring the failed kicks I was trying to land on him.

"What are you, some kind of pedophile?!" I yelled at him to which he sneered.

"Me? A pedophile? Hold your tongue girl. I am not that... I have no interest in children or very young girls and boys... but my main interest is to see you cry out in pain, begging for me to stop... pleading with me... falling to my every whim" he whispered in a voice that was full of lust before he brought the dagger down and cut off my underwear, tossing the material aside as he sneered at me.

Ok, that's it! I'm gonna scream and wake up this whole godamn mansion so I can get out of here!

However the bastard must of read my thoughts and crushed his lips against mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth, wending in deeper, making me want to gag... and yet... moan...

Meanwhile his hands were starting to roughly grope and tug at my once tender flesh. I winced and cried out against his mouth at the pain that was going through me from his rough actions. He then released my lips, smirking at me.

"Such an exotic taste..." he said before dipping his head down and started to suck hard on my right breast while he groped my left.

I cried out as I could feel my nipple harden beneath his demanding sucks and licks. I shuddered as his tongue curled around it before smirking and working on my left breast, giving it the same torture as the right.

He switched back and forth, when one wasn't sucked he pinched the hard nubs painfully between his forefinger and thumb, causing me to cry out. He even bit into them hard, making me scream in agony to which he laughed cruelly.

"Well well... and I thought I enjoyed your screams when I used the shocker" he said as he rubbed his hands down along my thighs, his gaze never leaving my own face as he watched me pant and whimper slightly in pain.

Seeing as where his hands were I immediately crossed my legs, to which he sneered again darkly. Without saying anything he picked up the dagger and slammed it right into my thigh, blood gushing out.

"AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I screamed out to which my legs weakened their grip and he smirked, pushing them apart easily.

"How good of you to listen" he said, chuckling at the weak glare I gave as he insterted a finger, to which I cried out.

"No! Stop!" I yelled.

"How about no?" he suggested as he inserted another finger, causing me to cry out again.

"Yes you bastard! Stop it!!!"

"Does it hurt?" he asked with mock sympathy as he insterted a third finger, stretching my virginity a bit.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK?! STOP IT!!!" I demanded to which he sneered, giving me a lopsided grin.

"I think not... slave..." he hissed as he added a fourth finger, causing me to scream out again as he started to thrust them in and out, causing me to yell out with each painful motion.

After what seemed like agnonizing torture, he slipped out his fingers, to which I sighed in relief before he used his hands to keep my legs parted firmly as he dipped his head down, running his tongue along my nether lips.

"No... stop..." I said weakly. I heard him chuckled but he didn't as he inserted his tongue inside me, causing me to unwillingly moan and buck hard against his face.

He must have been smirking, the fucking bastard, as he continued doing this, thrusting and probing his tongue in further while sucking at some parts. When he bit down hard I screamed out in agony.

I felt lappings and I could tell that I must have bled down there. I writhed beneath him, trying to get him away from there. Luckily for me he did so, raising his head and grinning maliciously as he watched me pant heavily.

"Oh we're not done yet bitch... we're far from over" he cackled as he started undressing, soon him as naked as me. As my gaze traveled down his well built body to his hard on, I paled. It was fricking huge! And fricking hard as well! I growled at him as I tried to close my legs but he slammed his hands against them roughly, using one hand to squeeze the wound he made to which I cried out again, reluctantly keeping them open.

"Good girl..."

"Fuck off Kaiba..." I snarled. He grinned.

"Oh I'll plan to fuck... fuck you that is..."

"You better use a fucking condom asshole! If I'm gonna get raped I don't want your goddamn kids!" I snapped. He smirked as he held up the condom between his fingers.

"Relax, I wouldn't want you to have my kids anyway" he sneered as he slipped the latex on his hard, throbbing length before leaning forward.

"Now say 'ahh'" he said in a mock teaching voice.

"Fuck off" I snapped again. He smirked, shaking his finger at me before slamming his hips forward, his length going deep inside my tight core.

My screams of pain must have echoed off the walls as I continued to do so, writhing and jerking as he continued to slam hard, fast and ruthlessly inside of me, going deeper each time.

Meanwhile he was sucking hard at my neck, giving me wet, large hickeys while he started cutting and stabbing me with the already bloody dagger. Slicing my nipples open, slashing my arms and legs, stabbing my gut. My blood was everywhere. All over me, on him, on the sheets beneath us.

I continued to struggle to get free but that seemed to give him more pleasure as he was slamming in faster and faster, stretching me and destroying my barrier. He kissed my hard, sucked along my cuts, pressed his tongue between my torn nipples, giving me bruised everywhere.

As his hands were gripping tightly onto my hips and he continued his savage streak I started to cry. The bastard had made me cry and I was helpless to stop him.

"Please!" I begged, taking any chances now. "Stop it! Please!" He sneered down at me and licked at my bittersweet tears.

"That's more like it... but too little too late slave" he smirked as he continued thrusting and slamming into me, moaning loudly into my hurt ears as I too could feel his moment coming.

He then roared out as I screamed out shrilly as he ejaculated deep within my core. Even if it was in a condom I could still feel it and it hurt as HELL!

Tears were pouring from my eyes as my struggling ceased long ago. I wept, my eyes dilated, not being able to hear anything clearly as I could see him pant in satisfaction. He looked at me with his domineering cold blue eyes, the blue eyes I have now grown to fear as he whispered some incoherent words into my hear.

It had three syllables, that I could tell by his cold breath beating against my ear drums... but I was so wrecked... so ruined... I couldn't understand it at all. I struggled too but I couldn't. It hurt too much...

He gave one last kiss, this one soft though it didn't matter to me. It all hurts... gods... I wish I were dead...

He pulled out of me with a satisfying groan and removed the condom, tossing it into the garbage nearby the bed before placing the bloody dagger on the bedside table. After that he reached up and uncuffed my hands, tossing the metal bond aside before grasping my wrists in his hands tightly, thinking I might strike. But I didn't. Even if I wanted too I wouldn't... not now...

He layed down beside me, smirking at me in that domineering smirk of his before nuzzling my bruised neck, holding my bloody form close to him as I could sense him fall asleep.

More tears left from my eyes as I quivered. This man... no... not a man... never a man! This monster has hurt me mre then ever... he has stolen my virginity... my freedom... my life... my soul... he has taken everything from me. What would my family think of me now? The thought made me cry harder.

Mother... father... everyone... I'm so sorry... I swore not to be broken by the one man I hated... but... he did... he broke me... I'm so sorry... please forgive me... please...