Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Waif Child ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Lady Nightshade 
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Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.04.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 486 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.04.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 486 | Status: Completed
The Waif Child 5
Author's Notes: This is a VERY, VERY DARK A/U. Pernia is a waif child, one who is sold to rich men and women to provide “entertainment”. She is brought by Gozaburo Kaiba at the age of nine; after he adopts Mokuba and Seto. The older the two children get the more obsessed Seto becomes with the little waif girl; giving Gozaburo the perfect chance to use that to his advantage.
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Seto didn't bother looking up from pulling on the blue regulation jacket of his uniform when Gozaburo stormed into the bedroom. The youth continued to ignore the older male letting his annoyance build up; letting him be the first one to speak on whatever was going through his mind that day.
He didn't have to wait long.
“You insolent little bastard,” he hissed, causing the younger male to turn around. “Do you have any idea how bad your little dinner date could have looked for the company?!” He roared backhanding Seto into the bed post. “Or were you too intent on wanting to show off for her so you can screw her more?”
“I don't have to show off for her to get her into my bed,” smirked Seto. “She enjoys me body more then she could ever enjoy yours.”
Gozaburo snarled and reached forward to smack him when his cell phone went off. “What?!” he snarled into the phone. “Fine, I'll be there. The shit for brains have screwed something up,” he said, hanging up the phone and turning to leave the room. “When this day is over we are going to have a long talk.”
“Don't count on it,” smirked Seto, whipping the blood away as the door closed. He left the room and was off to the office giving his adoptive father a head start. He had no intention of going into school today he wanted to end this little game he had going with the old bastard. Besides, he now owned more then half the company's stock.
Seto wasn't surprised that his step-father hadn't noticed that the majority of the company's stock no longer belonged to him. Gozaburo evidently didn't believe that he, Seto, was smart enough to be able to take over the company bit by bit instead of all at once. Gozaburo didn't believe Seto had the brains and the nerves to betray him. The old man was foolish to underestimate Seto's hatred for him. The old man also didn't know how much control he had over the waif girl, Pernia.
Pernia was loyal to him alone; he gave her the one thing Gozaburo would never give her. He had given her a mind; although he; much like Gozaburo, would never give her, her freedom; she belonged to him. He would train her to fight and to think; but he would never let her go. Seto climbed into his private limo and told his personal driver to take him to his father's company.
Today he and the Big Five were going to kick Gozaburo from the company and then he, Seto Kaiba, would finally be the Master of the Kaiba Empire. He wouldn't have to share the waif girl with the older male anymore; which aside from him making more money and not having to see his creations turned into machines of war was the sweet smell of victory. He would turn Kaiba Corporation into a gaming company and make millions.
Today the curtain would close on this act only to reopen again on a newer brighter act for him, the company, his brother, and his waif.
Pernia watched the limos leave the mansion and sighed slowly under her breath. She wondered when she would be punished by the older Kaiba for leaving the mansion. She was never supposed to set foot out of the mansion grounds; she couldn't even leave the mansion itself. It was depressing in a way; yet still she had it better then most waifs did. She was feed regularly, she was healthy, and now thanks to the Young Master Kaiba could read books she had hidden in her room to amuse herself.
She collapsed onto the bed and wrapped the sheet around her body, toga style, leaning against the wall she frowned. Things had definitely gotten interesting every since the young master Kaiba had gotten hormones. Hardly a night went by that she wasn't called on by one of the males. She frowned and examined the mark on her wrist marking her has a waif.
She knew that no matter who won this war she would never be freed from the Kaiba family, unless she killed them. That thought made her skin crawl. She had no intention of murdering anyone, besides she hadn't been ordered to kill anyone by either Kaiba.
She rolled over onto her stomach and peered beneath her bed pulling up one of the floor boards and pulling out one of her favorite books, A Tell- Tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe. For some reason the morbid tale and slight sense of dark justice and vengeance appealed to her. She couldn't explain why; but Seto had read the tale to her one Halloween night and she had fallen in love with it.
She remembered that night well, and smiled softly at the memory.
Flashback************************************************* ****
“No doubt I now grew very pale,” recited Seto, the book opened in his hand and Pernia resting on his chest, listening with rapt attention. “--But I talked more fluently, and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased --and what could I do? It was a low, dull, quick sound --much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath --and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly --more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men --but the noise steadily increased. Oh God! what could I do? I foamed --I raved --I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder --louder --louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God! --no, no! They heard! --they suspected! --they knew! --they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now --again! --hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!"'
“Was he always insane?” asked Pernia.
“What do you think?” asked Seto, closing the book and placing it by the bedside table.
“I think his guilt was starting to eat away at him,” she said, shifting her body up so that she rested higher on his chest and buried her nose in his neck. “And that his guilt is what brought on the beating of the dead man's heart.”
“Or perhaps the man's heart really was beating,” whispered Seto, in a voice that caused both a shiver of fear and desire to curl up her spine. “Perhaps, it really did want vengeance by driving his murder to insanity.”
Pernia stared up at him and in the light of the lamp she saw something in his eyes that made her feel very afraid; but of what and for whom she did not know.
End of Flashback***********************************************
Pernia opened the book and began to read it silently to herself.
`TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.'
Elsewhere_________________________________________________ __
Seto Kaiba sat on the opposite side of the table from his step father with the Big Five standing behind him. While he wouldn't trust the men with his life; they were certainly sneaky and underhanded enough to get the job done and all six of them now owned at least three quarters of the companies stock, Seto of course owned the majority of it.
“We now own the majority of Kaiba Corporation,” smirked Seto, crossing his legs and resting his chin on his interlaced hands. “You loose father.”
THE END
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Author's Notes: I thought it over and decided this would be a good place to stop don't worry the sequel will be out whenever I think about a good plot that will parrellel with the orginal YGO or the first set of manga. I am thinking of eventually having this be an A/U of the original season before progressing into the American seasons.
Author's Notes: This is a VERY, VERY DARK A/U. Pernia is a waif child, one who is sold to rich men and women to provide “entertainment”. She is brought by Gozaburo Kaiba at the age of nine; after he adopts Mokuba and Seto. The older the two children get the more obsessed Seto becomes with the little waif girl; giving Gozaburo the perfect chance to use that to his advantage.
____________________________________________________________ _
Seto didn't bother looking up from pulling on the blue regulation jacket of his uniform when Gozaburo stormed into the bedroom. The youth continued to ignore the older male letting his annoyance build up; letting him be the first one to speak on whatever was going through his mind that day.
He didn't have to wait long.
“You insolent little bastard,” he hissed, causing the younger male to turn around. “Do you have any idea how bad your little dinner date could have looked for the company?!” He roared backhanding Seto into the bed post. “Or were you too intent on wanting to show off for her so you can screw her more?”
“I don't have to show off for her to get her into my bed,” smirked Seto. “She enjoys me body more then she could ever enjoy yours.”
Gozaburo snarled and reached forward to smack him when his cell phone went off. “What?!” he snarled into the phone. “Fine, I'll be there. The shit for brains have screwed something up,” he said, hanging up the phone and turning to leave the room. “When this day is over we are going to have a long talk.”
“Don't count on it,” smirked Seto, whipping the blood away as the door closed. He left the room and was off to the office giving his adoptive father a head start. He had no intention of going into school today he wanted to end this little game he had going with the old bastard. Besides, he now owned more then half the company's stock.
Seto wasn't surprised that his step-father hadn't noticed that the majority of the company's stock no longer belonged to him. Gozaburo evidently didn't believe that he, Seto, was smart enough to be able to take over the company bit by bit instead of all at once. Gozaburo didn't believe Seto had the brains and the nerves to betray him. The old man was foolish to underestimate Seto's hatred for him. The old man also didn't know how much control he had over the waif girl, Pernia.
Pernia was loyal to him alone; he gave her the one thing Gozaburo would never give her. He had given her a mind; although he; much like Gozaburo, would never give her, her freedom; she belonged to him. He would train her to fight and to think; but he would never let her go. Seto climbed into his private limo and told his personal driver to take him to his father's company.
Today he and the Big Five were going to kick Gozaburo from the company and then he, Seto Kaiba, would finally be the Master of the Kaiba Empire. He wouldn't have to share the waif girl with the older male anymore; which aside from him making more money and not having to see his creations turned into machines of war was the sweet smell of victory. He would turn Kaiba Corporation into a gaming company and make millions.
Today the curtain would close on this act only to reopen again on a newer brighter act for him, the company, his brother, and his waif.
Pernia watched the limos leave the mansion and sighed slowly under her breath. She wondered when she would be punished by the older Kaiba for leaving the mansion. She was never supposed to set foot out of the mansion grounds; she couldn't even leave the mansion itself. It was depressing in a way; yet still she had it better then most waifs did. She was feed regularly, she was healthy, and now thanks to the Young Master Kaiba could read books she had hidden in her room to amuse herself.
She collapsed onto the bed and wrapped the sheet around her body, toga style, leaning against the wall she frowned. Things had definitely gotten interesting every since the young master Kaiba had gotten hormones. Hardly a night went by that she wasn't called on by one of the males. She frowned and examined the mark on her wrist marking her has a waif.
She knew that no matter who won this war she would never be freed from the Kaiba family, unless she killed them. That thought made her skin crawl. She had no intention of murdering anyone, besides she hadn't been ordered to kill anyone by either Kaiba.
She rolled over onto her stomach and peered beneath her bed pulling up one of the floor boards and pulling out one of her favorite books, A Tell- Tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe. For some reason the morbid tale and slight sense of dark justice and vengeance appealed to her. She couldn't explain why; but Seto had read the tale to her one Halloween night and she had fallen in love with it.
She remembered that night well, and smiled softly at the memory.
Flashback************************************************* ****
“No doubt I now grew very pale,” recited Seto, the book opened in his hand and Pernia resting on his chest, listening with rapt attention. “--But I talked more fluently, and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased --and what could I do? It was a low, dull, quick sound --much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath --and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly --more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men --but the noise steadily increased. Oh God! what could I do? I foamed --I raved --I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder --louder --louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God! --no, no! They heard! --they suspected! --they knew! --they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now --again! --hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!"'
“Was he always insane?” asked Pernia.
“What do you think?” asked Seto, closing the book and placing it by the bedside table.
“I think his guilt was starting to eat away at him,” she said, shifting her body up so that she rested higher on his chest and buried her nose in his neck. “And that his guilt is what brought on the beating of the dead man's heart.”
“Or perhaps the man's heart really was beating,” whispered Seto, in a voice that caused both a shiver of fear and desire to curl up her spine. “Perhaps, it really did want vengeance by driving his murder to insanity.”
Pernia stared up at him and in the light of the lamp she saw something in his eyes that made her feel very afraid; but of what and for whom she did not know.
End of Flashback***********************************************
Pernia opened the book and began to read it silently to herself.
`TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.'
Elsewhere_________________________________________________ __
Seto Kaiba sat on the opposite side of the table from his step father with the Big Five standing behind him. While he wouldn't trust the men with his life; they were certainly sneaky and underhanded enough to get the job done and all six of them now owned at least three quarters of the companies stock, Seto of course owned the majority of it.
“We now own the majority of Kaiba Corporation,” smirked Seto, crossing his legs and resting his chin on his interlaced hands. “You loose father.”
THE END
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Author's Notes: I thought it over and decided this would be a good place to stop don't worry the sequel will be out whenever I think about a good plot that will parrellel with the orginal YGO or the first set of manga. I am thinking of eventually having this be an A/U of the original season before progressing into the American seasons.