Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Torture Rituals of Marik ❯ Seto ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2 - Seto Kaiba

 

His head ached, as he came back into consciousness. In fact, it was throbbing like fuck!

 

Opening his eyes, he was more than confused to find the scene that was lain before his eyes. Apart from the fact that he was sweating in the unbearable heat, he was surrounded by hobgoblins and sprites poking each other with pitch forks a good few feet taller than themselves. This was clearly some sort of joke. Get real, the only place you could possibly find this stuff was in hell. And Seto didn't believe in any of that hocus pocus bull anyway.

 

For some reason, he was secured to a metal chair with very tight rope. On yanking as hard as he could on the rope, he failed to loosen it even the slightest. Whoever was behind all this nonsense, would suffer greatly for trying to make a fool out of him.

 

To his left, appeared a huge puff of smoke, followed by a strong, hacking noise. A tall winged shadow emerged, holding it's chest and flapping it's…wings?…oh god, he'd started hallucinating all ready! When the figure fully materialized, Seto found himself slightly shocked. Things were getting more ridiculous by the minute.

 

Slapping his chest, Marik bent his upper half over slightly, a hand on his left knee, “That wasn't the `grand entrance' I was going for.” Seto sent the crazed man a comical look. Regaining his composure, Marik put a hand on his hip, and dramatically pointed his rod towards the heavens, all the while grinning maniacally, “Welcome to Hell Seto Kaiba! (Insert evil laughter here)”

 

“Spare me.” Kaiba groaned, unwilling to fall for any of the blondes mind games.

 

“I don't think so Seto,” he ran the rod along Seto's thighs, resting it on his chest. From behind him, he whispered into Seto's ear, “You've been a very, naughty, little boy Kaiba!”

 

Recoiling as he felt Marik take his ear in his mouth, Seto grunted with annoyance, “I couldn't give a damn if I've been a little angel, I've got a business to run.”

 

Grinning malevolently, the golden skinned demonic being stood up straight, “Not any more.”

 

“What do you mean `not any more'?” he tried to turn his head to face Marik, so he could yell at the asshole face-to-face.

 

“Well, now that you're dead, your business had to be assigned a new owner,” then in a very chuffed voice, he admitted, “I did the honours of selling it off for you. I'm sure that you'll be ecstatic about my choice.”

 

“I doubt it,” Seto shook his head, not believing a word.

 

His head was bowed down to his knees, when he heard the voice that had haunted him for a very long time, “My my Kaiba-boy! Look at the mess you've gotten into now.”

 

Eyes darting up to a large projection screen, he snarled at the man in the screen, “Pegasus!”

 

“Thank you ever so much for this wonderful company Kaiba-boy! I've been counting the days, and now, it's all mine,” Pegasus threw his arms into the air, looking rather camp as he did so.

 

To no avail, Seto strained against his bonds, fists clenched painfully tight, “Pegasus! You snake!”

 

“Why thank you. But I do say, I really must say goodbye now, I have a very busy day ahead of me,” mockingly waving with a handkerchief and faking sniffles, the silver haired man said, “Farewell dear Kaiba-boy. You shall be dearly missed.”

 

“Wait!” it was too late, since Pegasus had already cut off the monitor link. “That BASTARD!!”

 

The former CEO glared at Marik, who only shrugged before walking up to him. It seemed as if the man was hiding something behind his back. But what? That was the question.

 

Straddling Seto's lap, the golden demon kept his hands behind his back whilst licking along the side of his prey's jaw line, “Oh Kaiba?” he wasn't liking the questioning tone in his voice, “Can you guess what I'm holding in my hand right at this moment?”

 

Rolling his eyes, the brown haired man replied, “No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me anyway.”

 

“Quite right, my little toy,” his blue eyes dilated, as he saw the three most precious things to him in the hands of this mad man, “Ta da!”

 

It was, his three Blue Eyes White Dragon cards!!!

 

“How did you get hold of those?!” he jolted violently about, only grinding himself against Marik's crotch, which the latter seemed to be thoroughly enjoying, “Give them back to me! They're mine!”

 

“Nu-uh-uh,” Marik wiggled a finger on his free hand at the feeble man, “You're going to beg me for them.”

 

“I refuse to take myself down to that level!” shouted the offended man.

 

Sighing, the mischievous creature looked down at the precious cards, “Oh well, I guess I'll just destroy them then.”

 

“Don't you dare! They are priceless!”

 

“What are the magic words?” Marik tilted the others chin, stroking it with a cheeky grin on his face.

 

Knowing that he had no choice, Seto grunted, “Please?”

 

With a look of intense thought on his face, Marik leaned back against Kaiba's legs, “Hmm? Nope, you'll have to try better than that Kaiba!”

 

He would do almost anything to keep his cards from harms way, “Please Marik?” trying his best to sound more polite.

 

“No.”

 

“Pretty please?” he batted his eyelids to see if it would have any effect.

 

“Come on Kaiba!” lifting one of the cards right up to Seto's face, Marik leisurely bent the paper, until it was close enough to ripping.

 

“Don't do it Marik!!!”

 

“Wrong answer,” with a maniacal laugh, he ripped the Blue Eyes White Dragon card in half, then discarded it behind him.

 

“You fucking bastard!” Seto lunged his upper half forward, trying to take a chunk out of the assholes hand.

 

“I'll be forced to do the same to this one as well,” he lifted up a second card.

 

“I swear Marik, if you put even a nick in that card, I'll bite your dick off!”

 

“That didn't sound like begging to me Kaiba,” shrugging his shoulders, the tanned demon sighed, “Oh well. Can't say I didn't warn you.”

 

With that, Marik proceeded to tear the second Blue Eyes card. For possibly the first time in his life, which was now ended unbeknownst to him, Seto started to cry. Marik had pushed things too far. Those cards were priceless. And now, only one remained. He had obsessed over those cards since he was a small boy, and now, there was only one. Like the two others, it was on the brink of extinction. Now, he had no other choice, but to do Marik's twisted bidding.

 

“If you know what's good for you, you'll repeat after me.” Marik sneered, as he paced around his victim.

 

“Go ahead…” Kaiba did not like where this was going.

 

Clearing his throat, Marik began, “I, Seto Kaiba…”

 

Rolling his eyes, the former CEO sighed, “I, Seto Kaiba.”

 

“…beg of Marik, the hottest thing since the fires of hell first instigated…”

 

“Beg of Marik, the hottest thing since the fires of hell first instigated.” this was hell.

 

“…To spare my Blue Eyes White Dragon.”

 

“To spare my Blue Eyes White Dragon.” the words slipped quickly off his tongue.

 

Kneeling in front of Seto, Marik flicked the card in between his fingers, “Ah! I don't know about you, but I found that most satisfying. However…” Seto gulped, “…I'm still going to destroy your precious card anyway! Bwahahahahaha!”

 

“Nooooooo!” he could only watch, while Marik cruelly tore his last Blue Eyes card. He should have expected this, “You are a sick, perverse man you know that!”

 

Curtseying, Marik quirked his cloak, “Why thank you.”

 

Kaiba growled, now extremely pissed off. As soon as he escaped from this hell hole, he'd beat the bastard into submission, then get back his company.

 

With a flick of the wrist, the demonic being mysteriously materialized a remote, which he had used not long ago for his first state of business. He shivered as he reminisced over the torture he had inflicted on the small boy.

 

“Now Kaiba, look up at the screen again. Remember this?”

 

The film started, and there he was, only a young teen. He was wearing his old school uniform from Domino High, and he was raised on a platform. The screen panned over to his adversary. Everything came rushing back to him, and he looked over at Marik, who was contentedly munching on a tub of popcorn.

 

“Why are you showing me this?” Seto asked.

 

Mouth full with the buttery goodness, Marik replied, “For my entertainment, and your pain.”

 

Returning his gaze to the screen, Kaiba cringed as `Yugi' smirked, and played the five cards of Exodia The Forbidden One. That was his first defeat. The defeat that started it all. The defeat that made him obsess over defeating the smug shrimp. Scowling, Kaiba glared over to Marik who was cheerily laughing, clapping his hands.

 

“The Pharaoh one, Kaiba zero.”

 

“Piss off Marik. This is beginning to wear on me.”

 

“Ah, but that is the point. And, with all the duels you've had with the Pharaoh, we've still got a looooong way to go.”

 

The television hissed and went grey, before moving onto the next clip. It was one of his more recent duels with the small ingrate. He was wearing his white trench coat and his duel disk was secured to his arm.

 

“This time, I will defeat you Yugi Mutou!” he yelled from the screen, pointing defiantly at Yugi.

 

“Pah,” Marik shook his head, shoving more popcorn into his mouth, “Yeah right!” he threw a couple of popcorn pieces at Seto's image on the screen.

 

2 hours later…

 

“OH RA! PLEASE STOP IT! YOU'RE KILLING ME!!!” Seto screamed at the top of his lungs. Two hours of watching his own demise was driving him crazy! The first half hour was bad enough. But this, was ridiculous.

 

Nonchalantly looking over his shoulder, Marik smiled, “Fool! You're already dead.” switching off the television, he threw the empty popcorn box into a fiery chasm. “I have one more little surprise for you.”

 

“And what might that be?” he asked, even though he really didn't want to know.

 

Placing two fingers in his mouth, Marik made a high pitched whistle. From seemingly nowhere, another blonde man appeared.

 

“I should have known you were in this mutt.”

 

Jounouchi went over to Marik, and shook hands with the devil.

 

Shuffling in his cape, the fallen one brought out something and handed it to Jounouchi. Seto tried to peer past the mutt, to see what was being handed to him, but to no avail. He'd just have to wait.

 

The brown eyed boy went up to Seto, and placed something around his neck.

 

“What the hell is going on here? Stop putting that thing on me mutt.”

 

Slapping him on the nose, he wiggled his finger, “Bad doggy! You call me master now.”

 

Marik took his Millennium Rod, and sliced Seto's bonds. He was free! Well…not quite.”

 

Standing up, Seto was harshly pulled to the ground by the thing around his throat.

 

“Doggie's walk on all fours, remember pooch.” Jou patted his brown hair.

 

“What is the meaning of this? Marik?!” he snarled, totally humiliated by this outrage.

 

Chortling, Marik answered, “Jou is going to take you back up into the realm of earth, as his pet.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Let's just say, you'll be going to the vets from now on!” Marik opened a portal for the two men…I mean, the man and his new `best friend'.

 

“You're kidding right?”

 

“Nope. Take `im away Mr Katsuya. Nice doing business with you.”

 

“Until next time Marik,” Jou waved, then pulled at Seto's leash, causing him to hack, “Come on doggy. It's time to parade the pooch.”

 

“NOOOOO!”

 

As the vortex closed behind the two, Marik dusted off his hands, then occupied the seat which Seto had just been sitting in. Today, was turning out to be very good.