Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Green Mile ❯ What They Did ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

DDM: Hey, what's up? Sorry it took so long for the update...i was...taking a break...

Midnight: If you mean SLEEPING ALL DAY when you say break...

DDM: oh shut up! you sleep a lot longer than I do!

Midnight: point taken

DDM: Yugi? can you thank the so awsomely cool reviewers please?

Yugi: Sure! ^.^ THANK YOU SO MUCH to Mary Ann, Evil Inga and Evil Yami Inga and Jesse! You guys rock!

Bakura: As special thanks for being such awesome reviewers, you get a nice BIG basket full of plushies and cookies!

Yami: Cookies which Bakura and myself made.

Marik: O.O wow... Bakura and Yami working civil together in the kitchen...is that even possible?

Midnight: Not really...I forced them into doing it cause I said that I would chain them to a wall and beat them very brutally with my ever trusting baseball bat.

Marik:O.O

Yugi:*whispers to DDM* Hey Dragon, is your yami always this violent?

DDM:*whispers back* No, not all the time...just when she feels like it.

Yugi: ah...OH! before I forget the other thing for our wonderful reviewers...

*Yugi gives Mary Ann, Evil Inga and Yami Evil Inga and Jesse a big hug*

DDM: awww that was sweet!

*Yugi blushes*

Yami: I think we should get on with the fic....so my torture can pick up where it left off.

DDM: don't worry Yami! It won't be like that forever! Here...*gives Yami a hug* feel better?

*Yami blushes*

DDM: Marik! Warnings please!

Marik: WARNING!!!this fic contains bad language, character deathS, meaning more than one, Tea-bashing, Tristan-bashing, very slight joey/mai,yugi/serenity, descriptive deaths, Yami angst (verbal more than physical) and whatever the reviewers want. Rated R just in case. Also, Dark Dragon Mistress will be using AMERICAN names, just so no one is confused.

DDM: Thank-you! Bakura! Disclaimer please!

Bakura: Dark Dragon Mistress does NOT own The Green Mile OR Yu-Gi-Oh. If she owned YGO, Tristan and Tea would be brutally murdered every episode, but she DOES NOT own it, so DON'T SUE!


DDM: thank-you!And for lack of other characters, Tea will be acting like Percy for those who have seen the movie.And Yugi and Yami will be taller as well. On with the fic!

'...'= thoughts "..."=speech (AN...)=my notes

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Chapter 3: What They Did

In Cell Block E, Seto and Marik were dueling again at the desk near the Mile. Ryou was watching and refing the duel to make sure the two didn't kill eachother. Tea was filing her nails, not really paying attention to her surroundings.

"Ha! I use the magic card, Polymerization (AN: Is that spelled right?) to fuse my three Blue Eyes!" Came Seto's cry of triumph.

"Yawn. You are SO predictable Seto! Like I didn't think you were gonna bust out that dragon. What do you think I am, an amateur?" Marik said. Seto's face fell.

"Dark Hole!"

"Dammit! Twice in one day!"

Ryou laughed at his friends' argument.

"You guys are SO immature!" Came Tea's voice.

"Tea, why don't you go see what your uncle is up to." Ryou said.

"I got in trouble last time I did that."

"Well than why don't you go to the infirmary to see what you can do there."

"No! You're not the boss of me!"

"But I am!"

Ryou and Tea turned away from their argument to look at the owner of the new voice. Yugi walked into the office with a folder in hand.

"Now, Tea, go to the infirmary and see what you can do for them." Yugi said. It wasn't a request, It was a demand.

Tea tossed her shoulder length brown hair and looked into Yugi's violet eyes, with her own blue ones.

"Fine." She stated simply. Yugi sighed and turned to watch Seto and Marik's duel. They had not paid much attention to Ryou and Tea arguing or Tea and Yugi.

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Meanwhile, on the Mile, Malik and Bakura took the time to get to know the new inmate.

"So, what are you in here for?" Bakura asked Yami.

"I don't usually feel comfortable discussing personal matters with people I hardly know anything about." Yami replied.

"Okay. My name is Bakura Seiako. I was born and raised in London, England and i'm 31 years old. My birthday was November 29. When I was 15 years old, I got into a car accident and got a case of amnesia. I can only remember what I just told you. I was told that my parents died in that car accident, and the people who took me in were a group of asassins. They trained me in the deadly art of killing, and for 13 years, i have been killing people. I got caught during my last killing and got landed here. I'm here mainly because I killed about ten people with a bomb. In total, I killed about 15 people. That's my life story." Bakura finished. He ran a hand through his snowy white hair and looked at Malik and nodded, signalling he should tell his story. Yami then turned his attention to the man across from his cell, slightly green.

"Well, what can I say? My name is Malik Isital, and i'm 32 years old. I was born and raised in Cairo, Egypt, and my birthday was October 25. When I was 10 years old, my father forced me to get a bunch of heiroglyphs branded on my back. I can't really remember why...he said something about an ancient pharaoh, but I can't remember if he was drunk or not. Anyways, I have a sister named Ishizu, and my parents are both dead. Actually, Ishizu is dead too. I got here because I very brutally murdered my father. I took a white hot knife, and tied him up. I took my sweet time, first cutting a layer of skin off. Then I proceeded to breaking all the bones in his body, then I cut a few joints off. I set him on fire after that. I ran away from home. I was 18 when I killed my father. When I was 20, I had killed my mother and Ishizu the same way. I was sentenced to 10 years in prison, then death. I've been here for two years." Marik said.

Yami looked as if he was going to be sick.

"So, what about you? What's your life story?" Bakura asked.

"My name is Yami Mutou. I can't remember where I was born, but I was raised in Conneticut. I'm 29 years old. My birthday was April 28." Yami took his shirt off to reveal several long, white scars, then continued his story.

"As you can see, my parents didn't think too much of me. They always thought I was a freak and a failure. Every time I did something wrong, I got whipped about 20 times a night. My father used to beat me with a belt. My mother always beat my with a whip or she would throw glass at me. I was being beaten since I was 5. Then my parents were charged for child abuse when I was 15. From then on, I lived alone. I did a bit of traveling when I was 20. I found this Millenium Puzzle on my travels in Egypt." Yami finished.

"So what did you do to get here?" asked Malik, averting his eyes from the scars on Yami's chest and torso.

Yami's eyes went all glazed, and it looked like he was going to cry, then said,

"I couldn't help them. I tried to take it back, but I was too late."

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Yugi was in the courtyard of Cell Block E, folder in hand. He opened the folder and took out a booklet. On the first page of the booklet, it said,

"Name: Yami Mutou Date of Execution: July 16"

'That's a little less than three weeks' Yugi thought to himself. 'Whatever he did must be really bad. Most inmates are in here for about two years.'

He turned the page, and started to read.

(AN: K, from this point on, the story is going to happen as if it were a flashback, BUT IT'S NOT! it's just so you guys can understand a little better. OK? OK. on with the fic)

A loud, bloodcurling scream is heard from a small house in the middle of a farm. A man with brown hair, and a moustache is seen running towards the house. He bursts in and shouts,

"What?! Dammit, woman, what?!"

A medium-sized, slender woman with blonde hair and grey eyes is in hysterics.

"The girls! They're gone! Somebody took our two little girls!" The woman shouted breaking down into sobs.

Just then, a little boy, no older than 12 comes into the room, white as a ghost.

"Papa!" he shouts "Papa, come quick!"

The two parents follow their son to the back door. They immediately notice a trail of red on the white deck.

"Papa, that's blood!" The younger boy says.

"Oh my god. Sharleen, call the Sheriff, right now." The older man commands. The woman does as she's told and picks up the phone.

"Hello? Sherrif? Oh god, you gotta help me! Somebody took our little girls!" She half cried into the phone.

A little while later, almost the whole town's population, the men, were running through the fields, armed with shotguns. They continued looking for the two little girls. The girl's father found one of the girl's doll on the ground, slightly tinted with blood and desperately shouted,

"KATIE! LAURA! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

A few shouts later, a loud wailing is heard. The crowd of men follow the sound of the wailing. They crossed a river by bridge, and the source of the wailing was found. Many of the men looked at the sight before them, and looked as if they were going to be sick. Some of them were sick.

A man with tri coloured red, black and blonde hair was leaning against a large boulder, sitting on the ground, wailing. He had his arms wrapped around two bloody messes that were apparantly bodies. Their heads were resting on either of his legs, and their bodies were barely clothed. The colour of their hair was undetermineable because it was soaked in blood. Blood covered their entire bodies, especially down their legs, to show that they had been raped before murdered. Their stomachs were slashed open and intestines and other organs were pouring out. There had also been slashes along their throats and wrists.

Between sobs and whimpers, the man holding the two girls said,

"I couldn't help them. I tried to take it back but it was too late."

The girl's father had got a look at his two little girls in the man's grasp, and let his anger take control. He walked up to the man (AN: In case you haven't figured it out already, the man is Yami) and punched him across the face. He drew his fist back, and punched again, his fist connecting with his jaw. He punched the man a few more times, then broke away and collapsed on the ground, breaking down into hysterical sobs. The Sheriff walked up to the man with tri-coloured hair, cocked his gun, and put it to his throat and said,

"Boy, you're under arrest for murder and rape." That said, he spit on his face.

(AN: Okay, now we're going back to Yugi in the courtyard. Okay? Okay.)

"Holy fuck." Yugi said to himself as he finished reading the last page.

"I told you it would make your blood curddle."

Yugi turned around and saw Joey standing there.

"Makes you sick, doesn't it?" Joey asked.

"Damn, and I thought Malik was bad. He never raped and killed two young girls." Yugi said.

"So what brings you out here, Joey?"

"I got another complaint about Tea from the infirmary."

"Great. Is there anything at all that she can do right?" (AN: Midnight: nope, not at all.)

"You know I didn'tlike it when the governer asked me if she could work here. But the governer has the power to say a woman can work here, and unfortunately, his only niece's name is Tea Gardener."

"Well, let little Tea squeel to her uncle. You know what I think? I think that she just wants to see one fry up close." Yugi said, shaking his head and sighing.

"Well, she's going to get her chance. It's the 29th of June today. Bakura is to be executed on July 1st. If she witnesses that, she might just shut the fuck up and move on. I got news today that she was looking for a job at Domino Mental Hospital. Pays more money." Joey said.

"Really? well, the sooner she's gone the better. Did you see the way that she brought Yami in today? Our job is to keep the prisoners calm and quiet, you know that better than any of us do."

"I do know that, Yugi, but for now, you'll just have to deal with it. Just a few more days, then you'll be rid of her."

"I'll see if my sanity holds out that long." Yugi said with a grin on his face.

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DDM: Well, another chappie done! sorry again for the long wait.

Yami: I DID WHAT?!?!?!?

DDM: ^_^u eh heh...problem, Yami?

Yami: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU MADE ME DO THAT!!!!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!

Bakura: wow, pharaoh, that's lower than what I did!

DDM: Don't worry, Yami. If it makes you feel better, the tomb-robber gets executed next chapter

Yami: *brightens up* Really? SWEET! i'm gonna need ALOT of popcorn! ^.^

Bakura: WHAT?!?!?! WHY DO I HAVE TO DIE SO SOON?!

DDM: Cause I said so.

Bakura: *grumbles*

Midnight: oh, hiki. i'm going to require alot of popcorn too.

Bakura: SHUT UP BAKA!

Midnight: Was I talking to you, tomb-robber?

Bakura: *grumbles some more*

Yugi: Read and review please! no flames! *busts out the infamous puppy dog eyes*

Midnight: awww! how can you resist that cute little face?