Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seto's Wish Alternate World Conclusion ❯ C31 More Kaiba’s and trouble is starting to erupt! ( Chapter 31 )

Clarity would like to add a special thanks to Nenya, for her possible influence towards certain parts of this chapter.

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C31 More Kaiba's and trouble is starting to erupt!

 

At Kaiba Corp, another Kaiba had suddenly appeared. This Kaiba was wearing a very rich-looking white uniform, with an intricately designed collar......he wore no trench coat. He felt a strange wave of dizziness pass through him and shook it off, realizing it must be from fatigue. He had really overworked himself the last few days, but he had to.....everything had to be perfect. The game was about to end on multiple levels, and he had planned on winning them all.

 

He looked around his office and suddenly fumed in rage. “What happened to my office? Why does it look different? Whoever's been redecorating my office will pay!” Paranoia instantly kicking in, he began to wonder why his office would look different, how he didn't notice this before, and who could be responsible?

 

Why he didn't notice was easy.....lack of sleep. He cursed his own weakness for missing something as simple as changes in his room. But the main question was still.....who did this, and why? `Mokuba wouldn't dare do something like this. That leaves the Big 5, or Gozaburo himself.....' He then smirked, thinking, `Hmph....let the fools have their fun. This will be the last command they ever make.'

 

Yet, as he next walked out of his office, he realized it wasn't just the office that was different: everything was different, even the employees weren't the same. In fact, they all stared at him, as well. And it wasn't simply because they didn't know he was even in his office.....they stared at him like he was some kind of alien, as if he appeared totally wrong to them. The way they looked at him, you would think he just came out of his office naked or something.

 

And the truth was.......he did look totally different to the Kaiba they were used to. This one wore expensive white clothing, no trench coat, appeared to even look a few years younger and.......his hair was green.

 

DTKaiba was taken off guard, not used to people staring at him like this. He struggled to keep himself composed, but turned to head back into his office. As he did, he suddenly noticed his name on the office door as president, instead of Gozaburo.

 

In an instant, anger and rage erupted from the young Seto Kaiba, yelling and screaming at them, demanding a proper explanation. When no answer came to satisfy him, he decided to storm back into his office room, safe from prying eyes and the insanity that seemed to be surrounding his day. But, now it wasn't just the people that were bothering him......it was much more. Kaiba could only think of one explanation as to why he would have a `president' emblem on his door, and he paled at the very thought of it. `Gozaburo's up to something.....I know it! If he thinks he can pull a fast one on me and get away with it, he's got another thing coming! It's time to deal with him once and for all!'

 

DTKaiba immediately jumped on his computer, trying to find a reason for all this madness happening around him.

 

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After explaining the story again to any new Kaiba's that had recently joined them, JKaiba held up some post it notes. “This is getting confusing. Maybe we should put these on ourselves to help simplify things.”

 

Mokuba tiredly smiled, as JKaiba said that. Even though none of them seemed to be able to tell each other apart, Mokuba could sense a very slight difference in each one. It wasn't their looks or really mannerisms....since they were basically all the same, as long as one didn't count their clothes or history.

 

“What do you suggest; we put our names on them? That'll help.” SMKaiba smirked.

 

To be honest......Mokuba wasn't exactly sure how he could tell. Perhaps what he was sensing was each Kaiba's soul's connection to the world they belonged to. He had no idea how.....but it was there.

 

“How about numbering them and sticking them to your lockets?” Mokuba then suggested. Just because he could tell, it wouldn't help make it any less confusing for them. So, he might as well allow them to try and make some kind of order to all this madness.

 

Some of the Kaiba's glanced over at Mokuba from the comment. Mokuba could see that some of them didn't like the idea, at all. They probably thought the idea was stupid. But then.....they'd never dare say that to their own brother, either.

 

SMKaiba was the one to finally speak, saying, “Even if we did that, how would that help us to know which one is which?”

 

“It's obvious that I'd be number 1.” MEKaiba said, automatically accepting Mokuba's idea, even if he thought it did sound stupid.

 

“And why is that obvious?” SMKaiba snapped, all ready showing signs of being competitive.

 

“Because I was the first one here.” MEKaiba answered.

 

VWKaiba claimed, “That's bullshit. I was the first one here. You morons showed up, afterwards.”

 

MEKaiba retorted, “How the hell do you figure that? We came to you because we suspected there would be more, incase you don't recall.”

 

“.....except I was the first one here.” JKaiba stated. “The rest of you showed up after me.”

 

“Bullshit!” SMKaiba retorted. “I was here first. I simply didn't find the rest of you, until later.”

 

This argument continued to erupt between the four of them.....again. Mokuba was all ready getting a headache from their arguing, yet also noticed that one was hanging back and not getting into the middle of it. It was MKaiba again.....that odd one, that was different from any of the other versions of his brother.

 

But Mokuba couldn't take the childish yelling anymore, and finally cried out, “STOP IT!” causing everyone to stop and look at him.

 

MKaiba being the closest, sat down with him. “You okay?” It felt kind of strange talking to him like that, but his brother would want to make sure he was all right......whichever Seto that might be.

 

“No.” Mokuba said. “I feel like hell and…”

 

“Watch your language.” The four Kaiba's said.

 

Again, all the others said that, except the one oddball that acted out of character, which was checking on him, now. JKaiba now was also beginning to see the differences, since VWKaiba was the one to bring it up. `Was he a spy?' JKaiba wondered. `Perhaps he's the one responsible for all this.....'

 

“Fine.” Mokuba replied. “Look, I don't feel good as it is, and all your yelling is doing is making it 10 times worse!”

 

“Sorry.” All four of them said.

 

“Good. You're #1.” Mokuba said, pointing to JKaiba.

 

“Why does he get to be #1?” SMKaiba asked.

 

“Because he was here first.” Mokuba replied, remember JKaiba as the first one he saw. “And you're #2.” he said, continuing to give the multiple brothers numbers.

 

“How do you know that?” VWKaiba asked, wondering how Mokuba could tell the difference, when even they couldn't.

 

“And you're #3.” Mokuba continued to count, giving a sticky to MEKaiba. He then turned to VWKaiba, adding, “and you're #4.”

 

Seeing only one Kaiba left without a note, JKaiba picked up the paper and approached MKaiba, handing it to him. “I guess that makes you #5.” Yet, JKaiba hesitated giving the paper to MKaiba. It was the first time he really felt the extreme difference in this one.

 

Instinctively, JKaiba's voice softened while speaking to him, and he felt the strange need to protect this one. And that confused him, because it made no sense at all. Any Seto Kaiba was independent at practically any age, and would have been greatly insulted to be treated otherwise. He didn't even know why he felt that urge for the moment and quickly shook it off, shocked by his own reactions towards himself. He gave the paper to him and quickly walked away.

 

MKaiba gave a shy smile as JKaiba handed him the note, and noticed the conflicting look in JKaiba's eyes, before he abruptly turned and moved away from him. `I hope he doesn't realize.' MKaiba thought, now worried. For a split-second, he allowed himself the feeling of joy to be around his brother again. But he couldn't let himself do that. If they learned the truth.....he wouldn't forgive himself. He didn't want to hurt anyone, especially with his problems.

 

“Enough of the notes.” MEKaiba finally said. He turned to Mokuba, saying, “There hasn't seemed to be any more of us showing up, lately. That means, you have no other reasons to stay here. You're sick and you need your rest.”

 

“Agreed.” JKaiba nodded. “This is our problem, not yours. Go back to your room and get some rest.”

 

“But......”

 

“No `butts'.” VWKaiba stated, for once all of them seeming to agree on something for a change. “Go to sleep. With any luck, you'll wake up in the morning, and this will all be over.”

 

`Don't say that.' MKaiba thought, not wanting to lose the realistic view of his brother, so soon.

 

But Mokuba still argued, “But with the way you guys are arguing, I'm never gonna get any sleep, anyway!”

 

“Fine.” JKaiba said. “Then after you're in bed, we'll move to another room to discuss the matter.” All the others nodded in agreement, as JKaiba said this. “Now, let's go.”

 

They led Mokuba from the office to Mokuba's bedroom. The four led Mokuba to his room and helped tuck him into bed. Though MKaiba stayed behind, he still gave Mokuba a small smile and waved.

 

“Goodnight.” JKaiba said, as they turned and finally all left the room.

 

Outside, Mokuba could hear them arguing where to set up their meeting room. The voices started to rise, and all finally shut up at once as if remembering they were in front of Mokuba's door. Then quietly, they slipped away somewhere else.

 

Mokuba sighed, muttering, “Oh, yeah.....this is going to work.” He yawned, muttering to himself, “This night is never going to end.” as he began to drift back to sleep.

 

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While this was happening, another consciousness came to life, studying its surroundings. Kaiba noticed something was instantly wrong. All the power and control over his virtual world had been stifled, leaving him practically helpless to do anything. He was stuck in a computer under the mercy of whoever was presently in control of the mainframe. `This is not good' he thought, wondering what had gone wrong. He had sensed no viruses to come in and cause so much lack of control for him, nor was it possible for such things to simply stop working or be disconnected all at the same time. It would take time for things to be manually unplugged, and Kaiba would have seen it. It was like the world blinked, and he suddenly lost everything. Even the world he made inside the computer as a hobby, had to be recreated all over again.

 

But as KaibaS1 was trying to analyze this, Kaiba2 materialized next to him. They both stood in the virtual world, looking each other over. S1 finally said to 2, “You're me. But how is this possible? I can't be duplicated.”

 

Kaiba2 crossed him arms, muttering, “And what makes you think I'm you, or vise versa? There can only be one me. Which means, you must be some kind of virus. Are you responsible for this?”

 

KaibaS1 immediately took a stance, seeing this one as a potential threat. “No. Are you? Why had my control over other systems become so greatly limited? Did you do this?”

 

Kaiba2 didn't answer. But S1 could now feel the changes in the system, as Kaiba2 was attempting to use the database of the computer to hack into and read him like a piece of data.

 

KaibaS1's instinct was not to defend, but attack and lash back violently against his opponent. After all, the best defense was a good offense.....which was exactly what he did.

 

Kaiba2 could feel the other's more violent attacked, and immediately upped his own attack. Before long, they were ripping at each other's existences, forcefully and painfully trying to pry into their core information....their very souls.

 

Then at once, they both stopped......both seeming to have managed to gain enough information on the other to realize how close their history's seemed to be with each other, from what they learned.

 

“You did what you had to, to save him.” KaibaS1 gasped, referring to Mokuba, while attempting to recover from the painful ripping into his psyche.

 

Kaiba2 nodded back, trying to recover from S1's own invasion into his mind. “We're not gaining anything by doing this.” he finally managed to gasp out.

 

Both agreed to pull away from each other's minds, and allow themselves a moment to recover, also keeping the computer from crashing from all the chaos-taking place within its memory chore.

 

They looked each other over, as KaibaS1 said, “This isn't possible. How can there be two of us?”

 

“Theorizing about it is pointless.” Kaiba2 stated, looking away. “One of us needs to get out of here and find out.”

 

S1 cocked an eyebrow, saying, “It sounds like you already have an idea.”

 

“The computers are still hooked up to the old virtual reality machines, as I'm sure you've sensed. Two of them are at Kaiba Corp, and the last one seems to have been modified into a virtual game machine at Kaiba Corp's arcade. I'll take over whoever uses the game next, and you hold his soul hostage. While I'm out, I'll hook up the cameras to the system, so you can see what's going on, and warn me if there's a problem I might miss while in human form.” 2 answered.

 

S1 glared coldly at him, snapping, “And what makes you think I'd trust you? You get your freedom and leave.......and I'm stuck here. Maybe `I' should go.”

 

“This is not the time to sit and bicker. If there are two of us suddenly, we need to know what's going on. And with this lack of control in our computer systems, for all we know Mokuba could be in danger, and he comes first!” Kaiba2 snapped.

 

S1 nodded, “All right......agreed. But you have to promise that we'll work together, before you go anywhere.”

 

“Fine......I swear.” 2 agreed.

 

With their purpose and plan set into motion, 2 swiftly moved to the arcade area, finding some boy playing the game. He appeared before the boy, putting himself in the image of Noah so that he wouldn't be recognized or be held responsible for what was to come next, and challenged the kid to a duel. The kid thought he was simply another player and accepted.

 

It didn't take long before Kaiba took the kid down, and took over his body. He pulled himself out of the seat, looked at his wallet to see his name was Philmore Radcliff, and then snuck into the arcade's back room in order to hack the system and start granting camera access to KC's mainframe, as agreed to KaibaS1.

 

KaibaS1 was once again gaining more control and sight to his new surroundings, once again.

 

Now with KaibaS1's camera control, Kaiba2 next typed a code to sneak into the back room and stole a portable computer device, used primarily for e-mailing. Leaving the back room with it unnoticed, he picked an address, and showed it to the computer camera for KaibaS1 to use, in order to communicate to Kaiba2. When that was done, he quickly left the arcade to head home and find out what was happening.

 

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DTKaiba slammed his fists on the table in rage, as he believed Gozaburo was responsible for changing all the passwords on the computer once again. “I know you're trying to shake me.” he said calmly, then practically screamed at the monitor, “But, it's not going to work!!”

 

It was actually a blatant lie. Inside, DTKaiba never felt more frightened. He was so close to winning the game. And then suddenly, his whole world seemed to have been changed around him. Without even his knowledge, Gozaburo seemed to have switched the rules of the game.....and he wasn't even sure what the rules were, anymore. The office was changed, the passwords were different, he had his name as the CEO of Kaiba Corp plastered on the door. And there was only one reason he could think of for Gozaburo to do all this.

 

`He knows......he knows what you're up to!' his mind was telling him. DTKaiba grinded his teeth, as his fingers began to pound harder on the keyboard.

 

`And now, he's just toying with you to watch you squirm.' “No!” he snapped at himself. “It's too late for him to escape my strategy, no matter what he does. He can't take back the stocks I won!”

 

`But he can take Mokuba's stocks from you. If he knows what's going on, then he might have learned that part of your game, too. You can't trust Mokuba. He probably betrayed you. Gozaburo warned you....everyone is your enemy. There are no exceptions to the rules.'

 

“Shut up!!” DTKaiba yelled at himself, pounding his fist on the table. “There is no proof of that! Mokuba can't tell him what he doesn't know, himself. He doesn't know anything about what I'm doing!”

 

He was certain that Gozaburo was responsible for putting a his name on the door, as a cruel joke, to try and make him squirm. He wouldn't put it past the man to try and get a rise out of him. And even though DTKaiba knew he was easily capable of breaking through the machine.....what he feared was that it might simply be a diversion, as if doing this was wasting time on the real danger that his stepfather was about to throw at him.

 

Finally, DTKaiba was able to successfully hack in and access the Kaiba Corp files. Unfortunately, it only led to more questions. His computer was filled with all sorts of new files and folders that were never there, before.

 

One file was listed KL, that seemed to be schematics for a future amusement park, though still very incomplete. Another was a list of top duelist in the world, as if it was the makings of a future tournament.

 

DTKaiba quickly shut those files down.....his fear growing even greater. It was like Gozaburo was tapping into his heart and playing with the shattered reminisce of what was left. These added files all seemed to be old dreams of his....now tainted or broken, thanks to Gozaburo's teachings. Gozaburo knew his original dreams of creating games instead of weapons, making kids all over the world happy. Was he now trying to throw that in his face, too??

 

“I don't care!!” DTKaiba snapped, his eyes now twitching. “I will defeat you, no matter what you try and destroy of mine!!”

 

Finally, he found the stock market reports.....his only real concern. He quickly hit the stock market's update page and loaded up the latest report. And as it came up......DTKaiba turned as white as a ghost.

 

“What the hell is this?”

 

From the report, it showed that he owned 46% of all Kaiba stocks; Mokuba owned 5% and the rest were to other interests.......but none of them listed Gozaburo, or the Big 5. This report in fact terrified Kaiba, because he knew what the stock report was supposed to look like......this had to be a fake. But the only one that would place a fake one in his machine was Gozaburo, himself.

 

It was as if Gozaburo had put it on the screen to mock him. It felt like his stepfather had somehow all ready won, and was merely playing with him. Maybe he did win Mokuba over, or maybe Mokuba's been permanently removed from the game, making his stepfather in charge of that small percent, yet a very vital part that he needed.

 

If that was true, then that meant......he lost the game.

 

“No.....” DTKaiba whispered, seeing his plans suddenly crashing down around him.

 

Frantic and at the point of hysterics, DTKaiba wildly typed into his machine, hacking into the security surveillance for KC, looking through the different areas to find the Big 5, or his stepfather. It wasn't any concern over Mokuba that drove him in the least.....only fear that he had lost the game is what ruled him.

 

But, he couldn't find his targets anywhere. Then in frustration, he re-hacked through the Internet into the security system of the mansion. If he could find Gozaburo and hear what he had done.......then maybe he could find a solution to the trap card his stepfather had presently thrown at him.....and still beat him at his own game.

 

This was indeed a difficult task to achieve, but if anyone could do it......Kaiba could. He blew the firewalls, and shortly after succeeded in breaking into the system. Frantically scanning through the different rooms of the mansion to find them, he first looked at Gozaburo's private office, then the kitchen, the living room, his own office, his bedroom, Mokuba's bedroom.......that's where he stopped, realizing the picture he saw just a moment ago. Slowly, he clicked the camera back to his own bedroom to see himself.

 

`What??' he thought, forcing the camera to zoom in on himself sleeping in his bed. DTKaiba blinked a couple times. It was strange too, because this Kaiba wore a white trench coat, black turtleneck and pants, and his hair was for once his natural color....something Gozaburo would never approve of, if that was actually the real him. `An impostor?' DTKaiba thought. `Is this part of Gozaburo's plan? But, what does he have to gain by doing this?'

 

Immediately, he mentally answered `My stocks, of course.' and he gritted his teeth. Gozaburo was cheating. He had the nerve to have someone impersonate himself, so he could buy the stocks back and transfer them back to Gozaburo.

 

`Very clever.' DTKaiba thought, though part of it didn't exactly add up. Why would he not try and make the impersonator look exact? Why the subtle changes, at all?

 

The only explanation he could think of was maybe Gozaburo had the others dress differently, to ensure that incase he found out, he couldn't simply try to blend in with the impostors. And since they were arguing so much, maybe Gozaburo didn't trust them, either.

 

DTKaiba then panned through a couple more areas and finally clicked on the meeting room. This picture was even more confusing. DTKaiba got a full view of 4 other look-alikes in this room, all cursing and yelling at each other, as if they were about to rip each other's throat out. Yet, they all suddenly paused and turned to the door as if hearing something.

 

The picture now showed his brother Mokuba tiredly coming into the room. He looked almost half asleep and seemed like he was arguing with them about something. This too seemed totally wrong for DTKaiba on so many levels. His brother `daring' to argue with him for once and then Mokuba not seeming surprised by 4 of him.....the whole thing was equally strange. `He knows about this and didn't tell me.' he thought.

 

`I told you......he'll betray you, too. There's no such thing as an exception to the rule. You can't trust anyone....not even him.'

 

“He's working for Gozaburo.” DTKaiba said, his eye twitched again, feeling a mix of fear, hate, betrayal, and confusion rising in him, as he continued to watch the scene before him.

 

They left the room and DTKaiba followed the scene with the security cameras, watching as they all together led him back to his bedroom, tucking him into bed and fawning over him. The very sight was shocking to DTKaiba and made him sick to his stomach to even watch.......or was it? A small-buried part of him was actually unsure if he was disgusted or envious that Mokuba was offering such caring to someone else besides him.

 

The small voice was quickly buried, as he hissed coldly, “Is this why you betrayed me, Mokuba? You took Gozaburo's side for a few moments of `pretend' affection? I always knew you were pathetic.”

 

Yet, the feeling of betrayal and jealousy was bubbling up again, as his mind was insisting, `He mine!' but again he buried those thoughts, reminding himself that Mokuba was just another pawn in the game, now. Nothing more.

 

But despite how much he was trying to convince himself that Mokuba didn't matter, he couldn't keep down the hatred and anger he felt towards Mokuba, for daring to betray him. Thanks to him, it looked like their stepfather was going to win.

 

He felt like a fool for not heeding Gozaburo's warning and not seeing Mokuba as a potential threat. He also felt equally stupid for allowing his stepfather to somehow get a step ahead of him in the game. And he had no one to blame but himself.

 

As these thoughts went through his head, DTKaiba's eyes danced like a feral beast, ready to pounce on the first thing that moved. They were showing the first signs of madness in them, as his body omitted raw anger, prepared to lash out at whatever dared get in his way. And the more he watched the picture of these multiple versions of him, the more angry he became.

 

DTKaiba slammed his fists down against the desk, snapping, “There can only be ONE me! This is unacceptable!! I will not allow it! Do you hear me, stepfather?? I don't know or care what your twisted game is! I will not allow this! I will destroy all of them, as well as you!!”

 

Then DTKaiba chilled instantly, as if he was bi-polar, and began to cackle madly......watching the screen, like he was in some hypnotic trance. `They may pretend to be me......even act like me to some level, but they are definitely not me. No.....these versions of me have a definite disadvantage. These fools are obviously all weaker than me, especially if they'd rather sit around playing nurse maid to that weakling brother of mine.'

 

Yes.....he now understood that Mokuba was to be listed as another enemy, and would be treated as such.

 

DTKaiba then lovingly stroked the computer screen, saying, “Dear brother.......I will make sure you are the death of them all. And as punishment for your betrayal, I will make sure you join them......”

 

But before there could even be any plan of action, the picture suddenly became blank, once again catching him off guard. DTKaiba reared back, again fear filling him as he thought that perhaps Gozaburo had found out what he learned and was now taking action against him, once again. But what came afterwards was nothing that DTKaiba expected.

 

From the blank screen, words came up, saying, “Identify yourself.”

 

“What?” Kaiba questioned out loud. Did someone hack into his computer?? In frustration, Kaiba impatiently typed in, “This is Seto Kaiba. Who are you, and how did you manage to tap into my computer?”

 

But as soon as he hit return, he regretted it....thinking that he had made a deadly mistake identifying himself. After all, maybe this hacker had something to do with what was going on.......maybe he worked for Gozaburo, as well.

 

“Quite simple, really......I'm `in' your computer and my name is Seto Kaiba. Are you responsible for this?”

 

“For what?” DTKaiba typed back in, confused by what he was reading. `There's another one? Inside my computer??'

 

“For me being here, obviously. Did you cause this?”

 

DTKaiba blinked, reading the screen. It was supposedly another him, trapped in the computer, asking if he was responsible. Maybe......there really are multiple versions of him. Maybe this wasn't Gozaburo's fault, after all. Then again....maybe this was part of the game, to test him.

 

`Well, I can test back.' he thought.

 

“How could I be in the computer, if I'm right here?” DTKaiba smugly asked it.

 

“That's what I'm trying to find out. There seems to be more than one of me, and the information in the computer isn't correct to Kaiba Corp's normal systems, either.”

 

DTKaiba blinked. It admitted the same thing that he had been realizing, himself.....the computer wasn't right. Then maybe.....he was actually telling the truth. If this was a trick, why would Gozaburo admit such a thing? It didn't sound like his style.

 

Finally, DTKaiba began to calm, as he started to see through his paranoia to realize that maybe he wasn't seeing things correctly, at all. None of this really made sense for this to be his stepfather's fault. Why would the man demean himself to put Seto's name as president, even if it was a taunt? Why would Gozaburo hire so many people to imitate him? The more there were, the quicker they'd be discovered.

 

And they couldn't really be multiple versions of him, right? That's not possible, unless he was somehow cloned, or sucked out of other realities, somehow. Not to say he never saw the impossible. After all, he's all ready been sucked into a card by Yugi.

 

But if they really were versions of him somehow, and Gozaburo was responsible.....that didn't make sense, either. Why pull multiple versions of himself to appear, and not in a controlled environment? After all......the more Seto's there were, the more they could be used against him.

 

But then....maybe Gozaburo wasn't responsible, at all. Maybe these things he'd been seeing are all real. Maybe there was another reason for there being multiple him's wandering around.

 

Suddenly, DTKaiba went from fearful to becoming wickedly optimistic. He could gang them together. He could use them to defeat Gozaburo, and then take them out, too......so there would be only one of him left in existence.

 

With an evil smirk on his face, DTKaiba typed, “No, I am not responsible for you being trapped in a computer. You mentioned there's more of you. Are there just one of you inside of there, or more?”

 

“There are two of us, though the other had presently taken over another's body through the virtual reality system, in order to figure out what's going on. And I know you're not responsible for us being in a computer. We were presently trying to figure out why our system seemed so limited, but now it makes at least some sense. Neither of us must be in our own systems, anymore. Could we all have possibly ended up in some kind of.....other world? But that doesn't make sense.”

 

`Did he say `virtual reality' system???' DTKaiba thought. Pushing that information aside for now, he kept on the present subject. DTKaiba gave a smirk and typed in, “Who cares what makes sense? We're here and might as well try and find a way to deal with it. So, you were already aware of being stuck in a machine. May I ask how you managed such a feat?”

 

“In both cases, Mokuba was dying. We did what we had to in order to prevent that from happening.”

 

DTKaiba blinked at the screen, as anger welled up in him once again. He pounded on the computer, screaming at it, “That's a lie!!” being reminded of the scene he saw back at the mansion, with all those other Kaiba's hovering over Mokuba protectively, like a wounded pup. It took him a minute to calm himself down, and try to think of the best response to what this `computer' Kaiba had said. After all, brother or no, Mokuba knew the consequences for weakness.......if he was dying, he probably deserved what he got. As he considered what to type, another response came, asking, “Are you still there?”

 

DTKaiba realized he had to reply soon. But at the same time, he wasn't going to let this one know how he felt. The less this Kaiba knew about himself, the better. `This Kaiba is obviously just as weak and pathetic as the others' he thought. Then with a satisfied smirk, he added to his thoughts, `That's why I'll win.' “I'm here. Yes.....I understand perfectly.” he finally typed in, quite amused by his own response. “In fact, I have a plan to help us all out. Can you still communicate to the other Kaiba that escaped the computer?”

 

“Yes, he set up a hand-held to communicate with. He also got the cameras from the arcade connected to my system, so I'm not completely in the dark. Perhaps we can help each other to get back home. Can you setup the cameras on your side over there?”

 

“Of course I can.” DTKaiba typed back. “But why simply go for trying to get back, when you can have more than that?”

 

There was a long pause on the other end, before the computer responded back, “Explain yourself.”