Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Beat Breakers ❯ On the run ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

By: Jerex

Yugioh Themes music (that I think identifies with each of the characters)

Yugi: Paradise, See the Light (styles and breeze mix)

Yami Yugi: the Automatic, Monster

Bakura: Tilt, Invisible

Yami Bakura: PPK, Resurrection

Good Marik: Fall Out Boy, THKS FR TH MMRS

Evil Marik: DJ Demand, Dark and Light

Yami Marik: REM, It's the End of the World as we know it

Mokuba Kaiba:ATB, 9PM (till I come)

Seto Kaiba: Hybrid, Unfinished Symphony (seriously check this one out it takes a while to get going but when it does it's a remixed version of the honest to goodness Kaiba theme music from the series!)

Tea Gardner: Cascada, Every time we touch

Joey Wheeler: Warrior, Warrior

Tristan Taylor: Planet Perfecto, Bullet in the Gun

Duke Devlin: Ant and Dec, Better Watch Out

Serenity Wheeler: Paul Van Dyk, Forbidden fruit

Maximillion Pegasus: The Feeling, Never be Lonely

Bandit Keith: Rippin, Gamer

Mai Valentine: Styles and Squad E, Party People

Mako Tsunami: Chicane Feat (Bryan Adams,) Don't Give up

Rex Raptor: Jack Hartmann, Dinosaurs Dinosaurs

Weevil Underwood: Halo of Flies, I'm a Bug

Ishizu Ishtar: Angelic, It's My Turn (the lyrics to this one are so appropriate)

Odion Ishtar: McFly, I'll be Okay

Noa Kaiba: Last tribe, Gamemaster (Signum Remix)

Shadi: Pulse of the Sphinx

Chapter 3) on the run

Yami Yugi's first thought was `I've just been pulled through a window by Marik' his second was `but we're on the third floor' his third was `goodbye cruel world' his forth was of no consequence as it wouldn't have worked anyway.

Yami Yugi was therefore surprised to find a second later that not only was he still alive but had landed beside Yami Bakura on a taught stretched canopy over the sidewalk, unfortunately the combined weight of Marik, Yami Bakura and Yami Yugi caused them to be thrown up and out over the busy road, as luck would have it they did not fall under the wheels of a passing vehicle but rather on top of a passing mini.

Yami Bakura landed like a cat beside the aerial while Marik landed on the balls of his feet managing to keep his balance with grim determination he crouches down to reduce is centre of gravity, Yami Yugi didn't have as much experience (general experience it's not like Bakura, Yami Bakura and Marik regularly jump on top of passing cars) and skidded across the roof and slipped over the side into the path of a passing lorry, or he would have had Marik not grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and held on as the lorry zoomed past his head merely millimeters away from the lorry's side, his hair tugged by it's slipstream, after this Marik manages to pull Yami Yugi back onto the roof, to relative safety.

Back in the rehearsal room or low budget accommodation with air conditioning (no glazed windows) as it was marketed in the Daily Domino Newsprint Kaiba raises his hands in a pacifying gesture and asks quite calmly and reasonably “What is this about, why are you here, can I be of service?”

“Shut up, get on the ground, get on the ground now!” replies the Officer in charge, as two of his men grab hold of Joey slam him face first into the dirt and slaps the `cuffs on.

“I have rights, I won't be treated like this, I'm Seto Kaiba…” before Kaiba can continue he's grabbed by the Officer in charge and has his head smashed repeatedly into a wall (can anyone say Police brutality) as he lost consciousness he felt a flash of pain jolt through his wrists as some one roughly handcuffs them together, he falls to the floor hitting his already damaged head against it as peaceful oblivion takes him.

Back on the car roof Yami Yugi holds onto the aerial for dear life while Marik flicks a finger in the direction of the filth as he stands to his feet “Swivel on that” he says before been knocked of the still moving and indeed speeding car by a low sign, Yami Yugi and Yami Bakura exchange glances, nod once and jump of tucking and rolling they land on the roadside safely.

Reverting back to their light halves Yugi and Bakura approach their fallen and unpredictable companion who lies motionless on his front on the tarmac.

“Is he dead?” asks Bakura timidly.

Marik groans and rolls over onto his back “No he isn't” he moans his head lolling his eyes unfocused he looks back down the road where they came from, and frowns “Yugi, Bakura isn't that a speeding JCB?” Yugi and Bakura look up from Marik to see an enormous Juggernaught bearing down on them, about to turn them into road kill in a matter of seconds, their faces contort with fear, their bodies freeze with fright as they are unable to do anything but scream and await their inevitable deaths.

Horn blaring the Juggernaught ran over the three duelists roaring across them it continues on its murderess way, but don't worry all three of our favorite antagonists survived, Bakura had flat out fainted and was lying face down beside Marik while Yugi had had his legs kicked out from under him by Marik and had also survived as the Juggernaught drove literally over them, it's undercarriage a centimeter if it were an inch away from his and Marik's nose's.

Yugi gasps and gapes struggling to breath after so many near death experiences one after the other, he was white from fright and pale from shock, Marik nodded his head hitting it against the tarmac painfully but not caring and pats Yugi on the shoulder comfortingly “It's okay, your okay, were okay”

A second Juggernaught horn blazing ran over them, Yugi started screaming again.

Kaiba had a terrible migraine; his head was splitting literally, he'd came to in a sparse and dilapidated interview room, and was just starting to get comfortably set in his agony and was contemplating suing the police department for any penny it's got when the door jerked open and a man dressed in a pinstripe suit and sporting a friendly smile enters a female officer appears behind him and closes the door.

“Mr. Kaiba” he nods respectively before sitting down opposite Kaiba on the other side of the table, the officer chooses to remain standing beside the door to the man's side “can we get you anything?” he gestures warmly and takes a box of cigarettes from an inside jacket pocket “cigarette?” Kaiba shakes his head but stops immediately as the pain in his cracked skull increases ten fold “non-smoker huh?” the man replies “sensible, how about a cup of coffee?” Kaiba learned from his mistake and didn't attempt to nod “coffee please…” it came out more pleadingly than he'd originally intended but had the welcomed result.

“Tanya one cup O' Joe for Mr. Kaiba here” he smiled brightly at the disgruntled CEO as the officer leaves the room “lets cut to the chase here shall we? Are you sure you don't want a cigarette?” he tails of as he reaches for the box of cigarettes again “No. of course you don't” he says “now…Mr.'s Bakura, Ishtar and Motou what can you tell me about them” he smiled.

Kaiba could be forgiven for been slower on the up take than usual as he had recently suffered a severe head injury.

“Them, you want them why? What for? What have they done?” Kaiba asks in surprise.

“I asked first” the man said still smiling as the door opens and the officer re-enters placing a polystyrene cup full of the nectar of the Gods in front of Kaiba, who breaths in the caffeine fumes and felt a little less worse.

“Look Mister…” starts Kaiba

“Stern, Detective Sergeant Stern” did this guy ever stop smiling?

“I, Don't, Know, What, They, Did, Why, Am, I, Here?”

Detective Sergeant Stern stands up still smiling “Sergeant let's give Mr. Kaiba here a few minutes to think things over” he and the officer leave the room, ten seconds later a beefy looking man in an ill fitting trench coat and trilby, with a scraggily moustache, a bull neck and a broken nose barrowed into the room and slams his fist against the table top causing the cup of coffee to leap up and down with a clatter amazingly not a drop of coffee was spilt during this, as Kaiba jerks back his head erupts with agony.

“Play times over Kaiba” growls the man leaning over the table he invades Kaiba's personal space “Baruka, Malik and Yomi”

“Bakura, Marik and Yugi” Kaiba corrects him automatically.

“Don't you get smart with me!” roars the `Bad' cop “where are they?” he yells his arms wind milling about “where would they go? Who would they meet? What will they do?”

“How the hell should I Know?” growls Kaiba unable to shout back in his condition but sorely tempted to “I don't even know what there supposed to have done”

“Oh yes? A likely story, I bet you were in on it from the start weren't you, probably the brains behind it, that's it right, they take the risk, you reap the rewards, was that how it was?”

“I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE BLITHERING ABOUT” screams Kaiba “I WANT TO SPEAK TO MY SOLICITOR” Kaiba almost blacks out from the pain caused by raising his voice that loud.

“You can have a solicitor when I say so sun shine” sneers the `bad' cop `accidentally' throwing Kaiba's cup of coffee against the wall “an I aint saying so until you confess about your involvement in the job”

“What job?” asks a confused Kaiba.

“So that's the way it is, is it? Wait here, don't move” he strides over to the door wrenches it open and strides out slamming it shut in his wake. For half a minute peace and then…the door opens again and Stern enters the room.

“Chewing gum?” he offers Kaiba a piece.

Kaiba stares at him “Who was…?”

“Detective Sergeant Headcase” answers Stern with his ever present smile present.

Kaiba closes his eyes and groaned `not the good cop, bad cop routine, please no' he thinks.

“So have you been thinking about your friends and where they might be?”

`Kill me now!' Kaiba begs the heavens `please!' but his pleas when unanswered.

Joey wasn't faring much better it had been decided that he was to thick to know anything so he'd been thrown into the holding area cell with a bunch of red collar felons awaiting release or charges and was presently trading blows with a bunch of common street punks, now these here punks were used to beating down simple thugs but Joey was anything but a simple thug…Okay he is a thug but he isn't a simple thug…alright yeah he's a simple thug, but, uh, but he's from Brooklyn, that has to count for something.

Joey gave almost as good as he got, but he was outnumbered and he didn't have Tristan for support this time.

Kaiba was led through the station by a balding middle aged desk sergeant who opened up the cage (holding area) and pushed him into it, locking up again he ignores the fight and returns to his post, years of experience had taught him to turn a blind eye in these situations or risk getting a black eye.

So it came as no surprise that he ignored the increased grunts and groans that followed as Kaiba uncharacteristically laid into the punks and helped the Mutt.

“I suppose I shud t'ank yer fer `dat” Joey gripes as he wiped a trail of blood across his nose and ducks another punch.

“Oh please” scoffs Kaiba acting uncannily like a bear with a sore head “less talk and more action Pup”

“Hey who are you calling a puppy dog?” spurred on by Kaiba's words Joey doubles his efforts, it didn't take them long after that to take out everyone who was spoiling for a rumble, but of course violence between prisoners is not allowed and guess who takes all the blame?

“Those two” Hardcase indicates Joey and Kaiba through the bars “Kaiba and Weely” “Wheeler!” “Whatever throw `em in the solitary confinement cell”

The officer addressed looked troubled “but sir the Drunks already in there”

“Then put `em in with the drunk” growled Hardcase “they will tell me everything I want to know once I'm done with them” he declares

Can Kaiba and Joey survive been trapped in the same small cell for an indefinite period of time?

Who is the mysterious Drunk?

Have Yugi, Marik and Bakura survived their hazardous rest on the road?

And will we ever discover just what crime they are supposed to have committed anyway?

At least some of these questions shall be answered next time