Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Mary-Sue Invasion ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

A slightly shorter chapter this time. I ended up leaving some scenes out of this (mainly because I can't bring myself to write them right now, and I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer. Maybe I'll get them written in next couple of weeks or so…)

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Chapter 8 (Okay, who needs titles? -_-;)

"So."

Hands clasped behind her back, Nightfall measured slowly the living room floor, a deep frown on her face. Suddenly she stopped and gave a serious look at the three other girls who were watching her expectantly.

"So."

Aurora leaned forward eagerly. "Yes?"

"We need to do something."

Black Pearl snorted. "Really," she muttered under her breath. "I wouldn't have thought of that."

Pearl nudged her in the side. "Hush yami. Let her speak," she whispered.

"This," Nightfall said, ignoring the two as she continued walking around, "is beginning to get serious. Felicia is dead, Maryann and Susan have fled, and Azura and Unity seem to be more interested about their own affairs than our common good. It is sad to see our companionship falling apart like this."

She shook her head sighing sadly and sat down as well. "Also, it seems that Felicia's bracelet has fallen into enemy hands. We need to retrieve it."

Black Pearl leaned back on her chair, playing absentmindedly with her long raven-black hair. "Yes, that weird guy with serious mental problems has it, right?"

"It's quite probable. And I believe that Azura is after it too - anyway, I'm pretty sure that she's the one who snatched the twins' Millennium Items."

"So now she has, besides her own, also the Book and the Quill, and she's about to get the Bracelet too. That is serious, she'll soon be all too powerful." Black Pearl stood up with a determined expression. "I will go to get the Bracelet back before she gets it."

Nightfall nodded. "I was just about to suggest that. Take Pearl with you, an extra pair of hands might come useful."

Pearl jumped up from her chair. "Always ready to help!"

Aurora watched worriedly after them as the two girls left. "Be careful!" she shouted as she heard the outdoor slam close.

Nightfall sighed. "I really hope they succeed in this," she muttered.

"I'm sure they will," Aurora said and patted encouragingly her shoulder. "But I wonder what Azura is doing right now…"

Nightfall snorted. "Plotting something with her sweetheart, what else?"

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The lights were low in Otogi's apartment, and the silence was deep enough to be cut with the proverbial knife. The door to the bedroom was ajar, and from its shadows came sweet scents of burning incense, floating in the air, soft and slightly intoxicating smells that eased a troubled mind. The atmosphere was perfect for quiet meditation.

Inside the bedroom a lonely figure lay on the bed; Azura was getting her beauty sleep.

Otogi Ryuuji, on the other hand, would have given much for a chance to get his beauty sleep. Actually, he would have been content with a short snap on a fakir's spike bed - even that would have been better than what he was currently doing.

But it couldn't be helped; if Azura wanted to have Felicia's bracelet, she would get it. More precisely, he would get it for her and be her hero. With that in his mind he continued his way towards Malik's apartment.

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In his office Kaiba Seto was quickly flipping through his papers, trying to ignore the growing headache he had. It was quite impossible how good people were in messing up things. Now, if they only were as efficient in doing what they were supposed to do… Well, nothing too bad hadn't happened, nothing that he wouldn't be able to put in order in few days, but… With a deep frown he wondered if he really wanted to have people who were this incompetent hired.

His frown deepened even more when he glanced at his watch. This had taken longer than he would have believed… the others waiting for him on the street were probably growing impatient. Good thing that he had left them on there though - if they had been with him in his office breathing over his shoulder, he knew he wouldn't have got anything done.

"Niisama?" A quiet voice interrupted his thoughts, and with a start he turned to glance at the door, surprised to see his little brother standing there. Well, not that surprised after all, actually he had been wondering why the boy hadn't shown up yet.

"Mokuba? What are you doing here?" He turned his gaze back to the papers. "Oh never mind that," he continued before Mokuba could say anything. "The last few pages of this document are missing. Go to my secretary and get them." The frown was back on its place as he shoved the papers to his brother and turned to his computer.

"Sure, niisama." Mokuba smiled as he left the room. It was good to see that everything was back to normal.

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"I'm so glad he has found a nice girl like you… just the right kind of woman to take care of him and…"

Mokuba hesitated a moment hand over the door handle listening to the pieces of conversation he heard. Was Ms. Yamagawa again 'interviewing' a daughter-in-law candidate on working hours? She should know by now that Seto didn't like that. Deciding to give her a friendly warning he pushed the door open.

"Ms. Yamagawa? Do you have…" The papers dropped from his hand and spread all over the floor but he didn't even notice it as he stared in horror at the beautiful redhead who was sitting opposite the secretary.

Unity turned to look at him a big smile spreading over her face. "Mokuba! Honey, great to see you again! I was just about to go to see your brother… where are you going, honey?"

Mokuba was backing slowly out of the room, still staring at Unity eyes wide. As the girl got up from her chair he suddenly sprinted away screaming for the guards.

"Hey, wait!"

I don't think so… Glancing over his shoulder Mokuba saw Unity running after him. I wouldn't have believed she'd really be able to get in here… Passing some very confused-looking office workers he headed to… where? Right now he was going directly to his brother, but… Can't lead her straight to Seto. He ran straight past Seto's room and as he came to the stairs he turned abruptly and started to stumble down them. To his relief he finally saw two guards running the stairs up and stopped, panting, as they reached him.

"There's a witch in here! You have to… have to…" he had to stop do draw breath.

The guards glanced at each other. "The Wicked Witch of West, huh?" another of them started to say placing a hand on his shoulder, but just then Unity came into view.

"That's her!" Mokuba shrieked pointing at her. "Catch her before she…"

"Oh, thank you so much for catching him," Unity said cutting him off. "I was running short of breath." She flashed them a smile and the men grinned stupidly back at her.

"Glad to help, Miss Unity," they answered in unison, and Mokuba groaned. Then he started to struggle as the men took a firmer grip of him.

"Let go of me! Let go! I…"

"Hush, hush now, little honey… it's alright." Unity had walked to them and bent down to ruffle his hair. "It's so hard with kids once they come to puberty," she continued giving a grave look at the guards who just nodded, still grinning.

"Anyway." Unity straightened and waved with her hand. "Let's go to meet your brother." She started to climb up the stairs and the men followed her dragging Mokuba with them.

"Do something!" Mokuba shouted as a couple of even more confused-looking office workers passed them on the stairs. "Stop her!"

Unity smiled at the employees. "He just had a little fight with his brother, Mr. Kaiba wants to speak with him now."

As usual, Seto's name was enough to get the employees to remember that they really had a lot of work to do, and everyone scattered to do their jobs.

"Don't listen to her! She's a witch! Don't…" Gosh. With a defeated sigh Mokuba realized that this wasn't going to help. And they were quickly getting close to Seto's office…. Once again he opened his mouth and shouted as loud as he could (and believe me, it was loud. All in all, it is quite amazing what kind of sounds small children can get out of themselves):

"Run, niisama!"

In his office, Seto was still staring at the computer screen, absentmindedly wondering why fetching some papers was taking so long from his brother. If that demented excuse for a secretary has lost those files, I will…

"Run, niisama!"

He blinked.

Mokuba's voice. Mokuba telling him to run. Danger. Mokuba in danger.

He ran.

In the stairs, Mokuba groaned again as he saw his brother dashing towards him and his captors. "I meant that you'd run away, idiot," he muttered when Seto stopped at the end of the stairs to glare at Unity, his trench coat blowing flamboyantly behind him.

"You," he all but snarled, "will release my little brother right now, leave this building, this city, and, preferably, this country, and then maybe I will let you live."

Unity smiled at him, batting her eyelashes. "I missed you too, dear."

Seto dropped his eyes quickly to the floor. "What do you want, witch?"

"Oh, nothing so much… why don't you look at me, honey? That is all I want, really… just look at me and then your brother can leave to… do whatever kids like him like to do. Go somewhere to play, or…"

"Witch." Seto's hands were squeezed into fists. "Harm one hair on his head and I will send you to an early grave."

The guards shifted a little. "Now, mister Kaiba," another of them said, "Don't talk like that to Miss unity. How can you threaten such an angel?"

For a moment Seto just stared at them, then he nodded slowly. "Yes, a real angel, isn't she?" he said sweetly making Unity blink in confusion. "The one who'll get her will be really lucky… too bad for you it's not going to be either of you."

He smirked a little as the men glanced at each other. This thought had obviously never crossed their minds.

Unity twitched a little as she glanced at the middle-aged, graying men. Luckily… she thought, before snapping angrily at the men, "Oh, just ignore him!" She turned back to Seto. "Stop being so difficult and look at me!"

She was ignored as Seto continued talking to the men.

"Now, on the other hand… it's quite a pity that she has chosen me - for her, that is. You do know what kind of a coldhearted bastard I am, do you really think I'd be good for her?"

This time the men looked purely shocked and they turned to look at Unity with wide eyes, starting to speak at the same time.

"You have to reconsider this, Miss! You'd be so unhappy with him…"

"Yes, I, for example, would do anything for you, but he…"

"I'd do anything for you too, and I'd do it better, but he…"

Unity was blinking frantically, and it had nothing to do with charming someone. "Hey guys…"

"You'd do it better, huh? Well, I'm the one she asked to get her coffee yesterday!"

"That's just because she wanted to be alone with me!"

The men were turning rapidly quite red, and Unity looked like she were totally at a loss of what to do while Seto stood back and followed the development of the situation calmly.

"She said that she adores blue eyes, that's why she likes niisama," Mokuba piped up suddenly, and the men stopped shouting for a moment to stare at his innocent, wide, gray-blue eyes.

Then the brown eyes of another of the guards - the coffee-fetching one, that is - fell upon the blue eyes of his companion, and a moment later his fist met another of the said blue eyes with strength.

Mokuba jumped hastily away from the fighting men as Unity started to scream incomprehensibly at them.

"Come here," Seto said quietly, pulling Mokuba behind himself. "Now, Miss Unity, we didn't finish our conversation yet."

Unity fell silent and turned to look at him with quite an anxious feeling. This isn't going well… maybe I should get more guards here.

"Go niisama!" she heard Mokuba whisper from behind his brother's back. "Kill her! Spread her brain on the floor!"

Seto cut off what he had been going to say with a blink. "Mokuba," he said calmly looking over his shoulder, "what have you been reading lately?"

Mokuba just smiled at him innocently, and he turned his attention back to Unity.

"Whatever it is, you won't be reading it anymore," he muttered, and heard a quiet sigh from behind himself.

"Yes, niisama…"

"Umm…" A wide-eyed young woman with a memo in her hand was staring at them - and so were quite a lot other people, too. "Should I call the guards… uh, more guards, sir?" she asked hesitantly.

Seto shook his head. "No, I'll take care of this myself. Just ignore this and do your job."

With one final glance at the battling guards, the weird redheaded woman, and her employer's little brother who was still telling him to kill the witch, she nodded and walked quickly away, anxious to get to the safety of her own office. The other people left as well, one after the other. Anyway, there had been weirder things going on in Kaiba Corporation.

"So…" Seto took a deep breath. "Now that we are finally left alone, let's finish this. I want you to…"

Something snapped in Unity's head. "Who cares about what you want!" she shrieked and flung herself at Seto. "This is my story and I decide how things go!" She took a firm a grasp of Seto's hair and shook him, or, well, tried to shake him vigorously. "Look at me now!"

Seto was desperately trying to get her off of himself, but although she wasn't very strong, she seemed to have some common characteristics with burrs. "Let go, witch! I…"

"You heard him! Let go!" he suddenly heard Mokuba's voice and felt someone clinging to his back. Damn, I think I'm going to… he was just thinking when Mokuba sank his teeth into Unity's hand, …fall.

With a shriek Unity let go of him, staring at her hand which had a small red streak flowing down it. She tried to step back but Mokuba was still clinging to her arm, and as Seto, who had been captured between them, tried to regain his balance waving wildly with his arms, she started to fell down. Arms waving as if she were trying to take wing she fell back towards the stairs while Seto and Mokuba ended up in one pile on the floor.

"You taste bad!" she heard Mokuba shouting as she rolled down the stairs. This can't be happening… flashed in her mind just before she hit her head on the edge of a step and passed out. The guards stopped their fighting and froze in shock for a moment before rushing to her with horrified cries, Mokuba and Seto scrambled to their feet staring at the fallen girl feeling slightly confused, all the people who had left to their works ran back to them, the anxious young woman grasping a cell phone and starting to call an ambulance…

Now, let's leave this hectic scene behind. Look deep into the crystal ball that appears in the front of your mind's window… with its help we can take a short look on what will happen after a few days…. As the mystical mists fade away, a hospital bed comes into view, and there is a young girl lying quietly on it. Her bright red hair forms a cloud around her head, a cloud into which the evening sun has just disappeared. She breathes peacefully with her respirator as she sleeps, not knowing anything about the sympathetic nurse who is checking her blood pressure.

The nurse stares at her sadly, thinking: So young… it is so wrong when this happens to the young. Suddenly she freezes in the middle of movement - the girl's eyelids twitched. Not daring to believe, she stares at her holding her breath, but… yes! It is true! A miracle has occurred! Shaking with excitement she runs to the door, shouting, "She is awake! The Sleeping Beauty is awake!"

A doctor and three other nurses as well as five patients rush to the room to witness this amazing event. As the girl blinks slowly, the doctor chases the other nurses and patients away, only he and the first nurse remain in the room.

"There, my girl." He smiles as he leans over the girl. "How do you feel? Do you remember what happened? Who you are?"

The girl blinks again. "Ye…" she tries to say, but her mouth is dry and she cannot speak until the nurse gives her some water. "Yes," she says then more firmly and looks around. "Am I in hospital?" she asks with a confused frown.

The doctor nods. "Yes. You seem to be very lucky, young lady. According to your diagnosis, you were not going to wake up again. It is quite a miracle that you did… I personally wouldn't have believed it. You were in coma for five days, and…"

"Five days!" The girl jumps up on the bed. "Oh my god… I have to find out what's going on, I… I need my computer! Get me my computer!"

The doctor and the nurse glance sharply at each other. "Now there, my girl, I don't think this is a good time to go surfing in the net…"

She throws the respirator angrily away. "I don't want to surf in the net! I have to find out how this story is going on!" She tries to get out of the bed but the doctor and the nurse hold her back.

"Story?" the doctor asks. "What do you mean?"

"This…story…" the girl gasps ceasing her struggling. "My story. I have to find out if my friends are still in this dimension - or maybe they have been killed… by those horrible Duel Monsters freaks…"

The doctor frowns. "Duel Monsters?"

"It's a trading card game," the nurse whispers to him. "My son likes it."

"I see." The doctor looks gravely at the girl. "Just lie back now and rest, I will take care of everything."

She lies down and shuts her eyes, feeling really tired. "And I should get the Mascara, get me the Mascara… then all will be fine…"

The nurse and the doctor leave her alone as she falls asleep. Outside her room the doctor shakes his head sadly. "We can only hope she will get better once she has had some time to recover."

"Oh, I'm sure she will, don't worry, doctor."

But she didn't. Next week they had to send her to a mental institution, for she just kept on babbling about shaping the world with her computer and controlling people with her friend's mascara.

It was sad, but that's life.

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AN: That's all for now. I'll try to get the next chapter written soon, but we'll see about that… I basically know what's going to happen (for once!) so there shouldn't be any great problems, but as I said… we'll see.

All grammar etc corrections are still appreciated, btw… I know there has to be some, I refuse to believe that I'd be able to write completely fluent and flawless English (yet ^^). I just keep on getting mixed up with words like 'clasp' and 'grasp' or 'spring' and 'sprint' (writing 'sprang' when I meant 'sprinted') for one thing… ^^;;