Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Loves a Mystery w/the YuGiOh Cast ❯ Misunderstanding ( Chapter 21 )
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a/n: HECK YA…..Oh…read my other fanfic "Immortal Beings in the Night"…Pleeeeeez!!! I really want to know what you think of it!!! It might not be as good…but you know, my stories aren't really that good, but I'll try to keep a positive look at it! Anywayz, The story is with Bakura, well the parings are you and Bakura. Pleez don't get me wrong. I LOV SETO!!! He is mine. Pleez don't think I am a slut or anything, I would choose Seto over Bakura anytime….I just wanted to try something different. And different to me is: 1) different man to be in love with. 2) Different setting (sort of). 3) Completely different story-guideline with supernatural beings in it. 4) (I really can't think of anything else) And Pleez don't read it if you hate Bakura, cuz then that would be weird: to read something that has you and Bakura together while you hate him……Oh and if you do read my other fan fic: WAS IT CONFUSING? R+R………..on w/the story:
Chapter 21: Misunderstanding
I turned my head and saw a shadow flash on the wall from the lightening. I turned around to see a man in a mask hit me in the head.
I collapsed to ground when I heard, "Tamra!" faintly in the corridor.
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I woke up with a headache. "Oh man….anyone one have an aspirin?" I always talk out loud when I wake up from getting knocked out. I tried to move my arms to cradle my head but I couldn't move them. I decided to finally open my eyes to look around. I was in my substitute room; sitting in my chair in front of my desk tied up.
"What the?" It only came out as a whisper as I tried to move my arms but they were tied to the arm rest of the chair. My legs were tied together at the ankles. I looked up and saw the cast sitting on the couch in my room. Every single person had a string or wire around their ankle and wrists. A man was holding a gun towards them. I recognized him as the man who held the knife to Amy's neck.
"The rich one is awake." The man holding the gun motioned towards me. Another male walked up behind me and put a gun to my head.
"You escaped me once, but I won't let that happen again." The same man that pulled the trigger on me had a handgun on my head.
I looked at the cast; Seto was there with Mokuba sitting next to him. Every single person in the room had their eyes on me, waiting for me to answer. "What would you give me for it?"
"Your life and freedom." He answered my question as I considered his offer.
"I can't sign the papers if my hands are tied, and I don't even have a pen." I closed my eyes. `Why I am giving up my company is beyond me.'
"Tamra, you can't just hand it over like that…at least give up a fight for your company!" I looked up and stared into Seto's eyes.
"Shut up before I shoot you!" the man with the gun walked over to Seto and stood by him with the gun on all of them at the same time; it was mostly pointed at Seto.
"I almost lost my life fighting for it once. I think getting shot twice would be one to many times." I hung my head as the man put the papers on the desk and started untying my hands.
"Come on Tam! Ya can' jus' give up." Joey was trying to encourage me.
I looked up into Joey honey due eyes, "Joey, thanks…….. but I can't keep fighting, I might lose all of you." I nodded towards the guy standing my Seto.
"Sign the papers now." The man freed both of my hands and put a pen on the desk. I took the pen in my right hand and sat forward hiding my left hand under my desk. I reached up and hit a button underneath the smooth surface of the wood.
I put the pen on the surface of the paper and paused, "You know, by the time I sign this, you'll be dead."
"Shut up and sign the papers."
I shrugged, "Your funeral."
"Stop." I didn't even start the paper signing when he told me to discontinue. "What are you talking about?"
"Right now there are about two dozen officers outside my house making their way in."
"You lie."
I stomped my feet on the ground breaking the rope that tied around them. I twisted around and grabbed the man's arm and brought it behind his back. He dropped the gun from the pain in his arm.
"Walk forward and tell me I am wrong." I kicked the man and he took a step forward towards the window.
"Stop right where you are." I felt another gun against my scull. "You will let go of my partner or you will die right here and right now." I let go of the man and backed off kicking the gun to the front of my desk.
"Where's the gun?" The man I held was looking for it where he dropped it. "What did you do with it?!" He grabbed my throat and held me in the air.
I was struggling in the man's grasp. "Somewhere where you can't find it." I sucked in some air while trying to kick the man where it counts.
"WHERE IS IT?!" He tightened his grip. Everyone behind me was watching from the couch silently. Both men stood in front of me waiting for me to answer.
"I'll ::gasp:: never tell ::gasp:: you."
He started shaking me at the same time as you could hear sirens in the background.
"Come out with your hands up." The cops were talking through their speakers.
He let me go and fall to the floor. He turned to look out the window with the other man. In a split second I crawled around the desk and stood up with the gun in my hands pointing it at both of them. "Drop your gun." I motioned for the man with the gun to drop his.
"Or what?" He held the gun up and pointed it at me, "You'll kill me."
"You read my mind. Untie my friends." The male that was choking me stepped forward and went to my companions. I had my eye on them both as I backed up to the door and watched them both.
"Where do you think you are going little missy?" The guy holding the other gun started walking forward.
"Do you think I won't shoot, cuz I WILL!" I pulled the trigger on the gun. It purposely missed the man and shattered the window behind him. He man dived and rolled on the floor, "You see you have a misunderstanding on how demanding I really am." The male on the floor let go of the gun and pushed it towards me. I picked it up and walked towards the window. A dozen officers were outside as another dozed zoomed into my house. I looked out and nodded. The officer I was looking at did a slight nod and picked up the receiver of the walkie-talkie and spoke into it.
Officers burst through my bedroom door as I stood by the window. "Miss Knox what happened in here?"
I threw the gun to him making sure it wasn't cocked, "Just another misunderstanding on the papers." I smiled and walked over to the couch. I untied Joey, Seto and Tea, as the other officers untied the rest.
After the incident we all sat in the dinning room to eat something. It was lunch time by the time everything was cleaned up and the window was replaced.
I sat down in the chair to eat my lunch which was a salad and a sandwich. I rolled the tomatoes on my plate from side to side as I looked up and watched everyone dig in.
"Tamra, what's wrong?" I looked at two pools of sapphire before I answered Seto's question.
"I was just thinkin about what…….Shadi said." I paused and looked up. No one was watching or was listening to me or Seto. I was glad, because I could only tell one person of what Shadi said.
"The decision?"
"Yea…I am just wondering if that was it....but I have a feeling that I wasn't."
I looked back at Seto's calm eyes, "If you ask me, I don't think I was."
"I agree." I turned back to my food as Seto put a comforting hand on my knee. I squeezed a fake smile onto my lips as I looked at him and began playing with my food again.
"Um...Tamra? I think that someone wants to talk to you." I looked at Yami as everyone turned to me.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because.....turban head is behind you." I glared at Bakura. I knew who he meant.
"You're a jerk Bakura." I turned around to face Shadi in the face when I felt a small pull on my chair.
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Why is Shadi appearing to them all? What that really the decision again? Why did Tamra feel a tug on her chair?