Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It's My Life ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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Decisions, Decisions

 

Chapter 4

 

Malik lounged on his throne-like chair, leisurely eating fresh picked grapes from a golden bowl. He let the little purple orb roll around his mouth multiple times before biting into them, letting the juice spill over the side of his mouth with little concern. Rishid was late again….

 

“Where is Rishid!?” He bellowed loudly, the entire room echoing menacingly.

 

Haku, one of the Sazuka brothers, walked up to him and knelt down, trembling a little.

 

“W-we haven't been… able to locate him y-yet…”

 

The golden bowl that Malik had flew across the room, hitting Haku square on the head. Fresh blood poured from the new wound, traveling down over his eyes, half blinding him in black-red.

 

“I don't CARE about your pitiful excuses! I want to know where Rishid is right now!!! If I don't find out where he is soon… I'll make sure you all suffer ten times as much as he did…”

 

They all knew that he wasn't insincere…

 

“Ma-Master Malik… Don't fret. He should be here s-soon… Don't be bothered.”

 

And as if on cue, the door furthest away from them all opened up eerily slow and creakily. Rishid immerged from behind it, closing it sluggishly and walked unhurriedly through everyone else, his hood covering practically his whole face.

 

Malik's mug was the pure definition of fury. His teeth bared, it looked like he had flown over in front of Rishid, glaring up at him with utmost anger and ferocity.

 

“So… once again you decide to disobey me, Rishid?!” He said, emphasizing Rishid's name as if it were the most disgusting thing in the whole world. “You better have a pretty good explanation for your absence… or I'll make your punishment worse than that of before…”

 

Rishid stood motionless for a few minutes, and then he cleared his voice.

 

“I'm sorry, Master Malik. But I am late because I have retrieved something that may be of your interest.”

 

Blinking, Malik tilted his head ever so slightly and glanced at Rishid with curiosity.

 

“…Really now… What is this thing of `interest' then?”

 

Rishid nodded costive. “I will order someone to bring it to you at once…”

 

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Jin was stirred awake by the heat of something beating down on her. Groaning with annoyance, she squinted her eyes open to see what was tormenting her into aggravation. She noticed that the sun was peering through a slight crack in two purple-black curtains, which offered little light to fill the room. Confused, she stumbled awkwardly off of the bed and into the best standing position she could muster. When she gained her balance, she shuffled over to the large, almost five foot tall window and slid the curtains open with enough force to tear them off.

 

Blinding bright light entered the room as if it were its the very first time seeing the day. After letting her eyes adjust from dark to light, Jin looked around the room. It was a mess. There was a turned over desk and chair lying abandoned just a few feet away from a ragged looking bed; the one she was once laying on. The floors of the small room were made of stone, grey and covered in dust. The walls were no better.

 

Swallowing, Jin nervously took in her surroundings, trying to figure out what had happened to her. She couldn't remember anything! What had happened… she could recall being at the bar… cleaning… and then it all went blank. Sighing, she looked up, and for the first time, noticed that there was a pale, dark brown door just across the room. Feeling her heart jump with new vigor, she rushed over to it in no time and grabbed the knob, twisting it with all her might.

 

Locked… of course. Anger and rage suddenly welled up from deep inside her and she began pounding raucously against the door, trying to make as much noise as possible.

 

“Hellooooooooooo!!!!! Let me out!! Is anyone there!??!”

 

There was no sign of an answer, but Jin continued bashing her fist into the door until it the side of her hand was raw and bruised. Instead, she started to kick and slam her whole body against the entrance. No use. Feeling beaten, she slowly staggered to the bed, and slumped down onto it, letting her head hang. How long had she been there?

 

Who was keeping her here? She felt tears of frustration and anxiety trail down her cheeks. This was no time to cry…but she couldn't help it. Sobbing quietly into her hands, she shook her head. How could this happen to her…? She didn't ask much… she just wanted to live a peaceful life… unlike how it was before.

 

Abruptly, the battered door swung violently open, crashing against the back wall with tremendous force. Jin jumped uncontrollably and her eyes flew to the entry way. Two men, the same size and height, walked into the room in unison, not missing a single step in accord. They both stopped directly in front of Jin, looming over her like two black clouds.

 

“You are to report to Master Malik immediately.”

 

Jin's eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

 

In no time, the two men lashed out and grasped Jin's arms easily and half dragged her out of the room kicking and screaming.

 

“Hey!! Let go of me, you jerks!! Who the hell do you think you are!?”

 

Heaving her up, the two men carried her through multiple hallways, trying to avoid getting kicked, punched or bitten by the frantic female. Finally, when they had reached their destination, they practically threw her to the ground, making her head hit the floor. Almost instantly, a blue bruise started to form and Jin was seeing stars. When she was able to see straight again, she looked up while kneeling.

 

She saw a young man sitting in a renaissance looking chair, a smug look on his face. Beside him stood a tall, burly looking man in a cloak, along with others that stood farther away in a half circle surrounding her and the guy. Irritated beyond herself, she tried to stand up and tell the young man what for, but she was immediately forced back down by two strong, rough hands.

 

“Well, well,” he said, amusement dripping from his voice. “What have we here?”

 

Jin gritted her teeth. “Who the hell are you!? What do you want with me? I didn't do anything to you!!! Let me go right now!”

 

The adolescent man chuckled with high enjoyment and stepped off of his chair, making his way slowly towards her.

 

“Oh. I don't think you're in any position to be giving me orders. In fact…” He placed a gentile finger under Jin's chin, lifting it an inch or so. “You will now refer to me as Master Malik. I am your keeper now and you will do as I say.”

 

“Like hell I will!” She nipped at the two guys hands mercilessly. “I wouldn't listen to you if you were the only sound created!! No let me go!”

 

Malik laughed by himself, looking towards his henchmen. “Do you hear that? Isn't she such a sweetheart?”

 

The others mechanically laughed in return to their master's words…except for the man next to the chair, who remained motionless throughout the events taking place.

 

“You're a real trophy, my dear.” Malik walked behind her. “I think I'll keep you for quite sometime…” Turning his head to the side, he grinned a toothy smile. “Don't you think so, Rishid?”

 

Jin's heart skipped. Rishid…?

 

The man adjacent to the golden chair nodded slowly.

 

“Yes… Master Malik.”

 

His voice… It was Rishid!! What was he doing here?! Summoning her courage, she shouted out.

 

“I don't have to listen to some crazed psycho like you!! I have better things to do then take orders from a jerk like you!!”

 

Malik growled teasingly and grinned. “Oh yes… I'll definitely keep you. You're perfect…” Malik nodded a little. “Take her back…”

 

And with that, the two strong men grasped Jin again and lugged Jin back, struggles and all. When the finally reached the room, Jin was chucked forcefully to the ground and the door was bolted shut.

 

“You stay in there and be a good girl and maybe Master Malik will give you a crust of bread to eat.”

 

The two chuckled and Jin felt her heart sink as she heard the two men fading away. Launching herself at the door, she bashed continually into it.

 

“Let me out!! You can't keep me in here forever!!”

 

Jin sustained her onslaught upon the door for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, exhausted, she slowly slid down to her knees, looking at her now torn and bleeding hands.

 

“Please…” She pleaded, her voice raspy and thick. “Let me out…”

 

Tears flooded down her cheeks unchecked as she crawled her way to the bed and half lay on it with her legs hanging off. Staring at the ceiling, she started to think of what her life would be now… Turning over, she let the tears flow over the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. Her thoughts wandered to what `Malik' had said… Was…Rishid really there? How could he have done this to her? Why didn't he help her…?

 

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It was 2:35 AM.

 

Rishid walked uncomfortably through the various hallways of the abandoned building. The pain pills were wearing off and his shoulder was starting to tighten up. Rubbing it to try and ease the aching, he walked into Malik's room, bowing his head in respect.

 

“Master Malik… You wanted to see me?”

 

Malik was laying on his bed, the purple silk covers reaching to his bare chest. His hands behind his head, he looked over at Rishid with a content smile.

 

“Yes, I did.” He sat up. “You have been quite a useful servant lately, Rishid. Even though you have sustained punishment, you still managed to get me something. I am very pleased with your work…”

 

The words seemed to go through one ear and out the other. Rishid nodded mechanically, otherwise unresponsive.

 

“In fact, I think you should have the girl.”

 

Rishid felt his blood start to run cold. He swallowed the lump in his throat and cleared it.

 

“Master Malik… I don't think… I deserve her…”

 

Malik chuckled almost normally, walking up to Rishid and placing his hand on his shoulder as if they were the best of friends.

 

“Please, Rishid. Of course you deserve her. She's yours now. You can do whatever you want with her. Just make sure you keep her here and report to me whenever she starts responding to anything…”

 

Rishid bit his lip, and bowed his head. “Yes…Master Malik.”

 

Malik smiled. “Now go, Rishid. And leave me be…”

 

Turning around, Rishid closed the door and began walking down the hallways. Great… now he had done it… What was he gonna do with Jin?

 

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Me: Weeee! Chapter 4 is done! Hope you enjoyed! R and R please!!!