“Looks calm enough.”
The cavalry had arrived and were hiding out of sight from the Lair where the Fallen Ethereal and Bad Seeds’ hideout supposedly be. According to the instructions given by those involved in the pursuit of the Bad Seed who used to own that Lair, it was located somewhere in the outskirts of Scotland, deep in the forest where it was secluded enough to hide away from both human and Ethereal eyes. If they were to walk down the forest towards the end, they would find themselves in front of a scenic view of the Loch, where the Loch Ness monster was used to rumoured to be in. Of course, before the peace treaty between Ethereal and humans, everyone called it the Loch Ness monster because of their ignorance towards the variety of Outer Beings coexisting with them. After the treaty, everyone soon knew that the Loch Ness monster was just one of the Beasts that were used as a main transport to dive down into the lake to meet up with Ethereals who lived in water, like the merfolks and the Hydro Dwellers. It was said that to avoid suspicion and capture, the Bad Seed actually used teleportation on days when it committed its crimes in a regular basis while it went all out over the world to perform its dastardly deeds, thus the high-level seclusion and the tedious time it took for those involved in the pursuit to arrest it.
After the long meeting on how to strategize their ambush on the enemy, everyone departed to gather their best forces yet, both human and Ethereal side. The human middle men gathered together to form their own team while the Ethereals went back to their clan to address their army forces into battle, or in other words, what was left of the clan that swore loyalty to Maximillion Pegasus. Seto was hell bent on getting his Puppy back, so it was no wonder when he quickly made his way to the army forces and drilled them to get their gear up to fight. The Ethereal middle men, including Duke Devlin and his remaining loyal colleagues, also ganged up in their own force and joined the fight. Yami, Marik and Ryou joined Seto in his army force and headed out. This time, Maximillion Pegasus personally came along with about a dozen of his finest bodyguards to join the fight. He believed that allowing this atrocity to happen was his fault in the first place for not being a good leader, and that he wishes to take responsibilities for this whole mess.
Trying to convince Akhenadin to join the team was not an easy task. Just looking for him alone was like trying to find a needle in a haystack as he takes great refuge in places where it’s so dark you can’t even see your fingers even if you held it a millimeter in front of your face. If it weren’t for Dark Dwellers’ nature to be born with eyes glowing in the dark like Whisperers, you wouldn’t even see him even if he’s right under your nose. They were relieved to find out that Akhenadin had not picked sides in this war aftershock, but neither would he yield into participating in another senseless war. All the Heads of the Outer Being, including Lord Seth, had to issue him a handsome sum of bribery just to get Akhenadin to sway to their side. He was now officially in the team, only he was concealed and blended into the pit of the darkness of night, waiting for the signal and the right time to strike.
“Let’s hope it stays that way before we get to rescue the ‘mothers’,” Seto said as he gave the signal to his soldiers to make their stealth move. His soldiers nodded and followed his every command, followed by the rest of the army forces. Maximillion Pegasus nodded and held up his hand, as a signal for Akhenadin to pitch base at the mansion tower.
Meanwhile, inside the Lair, things were hectic in the dungeons. Seeing as they were running out of time and their Lord Zorc Necrophades was running out of patience, the Bad Seeds and Fallen Ethereals decided that they could not wait for the ‘mothers’ to come to term and have resorted to induce childbirth. They slipped some mild birth-inducing medication into the ‘mother’s corn soup before giving them the feed of the day, and by the late afternoon, the ‘mothers’ began to react to the medication as they began to feel the birth pangs one by one. Yugi was the first among the Domino gang to react.
“Oh God…Oww…It hurts…!” Yugi cried, doubling over and clutching his abdomen tightly.
“What the…?” Tristan was next to feel it. “What’s wrong with us…? It’s…too soon…”
“It…It must be the food…!” someone from Gammon High exclaimed. “They must’ve…slipped in…something…! Oww!”
“It must be…some sort of…birth-inducing meds…” Ryou said as he, too, felt the contractions.
“F…Fuck! What are they thinking…?!” Tristan groaned. “We’re not even due…!”
“I think…their master is…getting a little…impatient,” someone from Maximillion spoke, holding back a yelp as a contraction hit him.
“Well, well, well, I think the medication worked beautifully.”
Everyone looked up to see a group of Illust-chan’s lackeys appearing in front of the cell gate. One of them took out the key to unlock the gate and let everyone enter.
“You…You bastard!” Tristan cursed. “What are you trying to do?!”
“It’s our sister’s orders. We’re just doing our job,” the leader of the lackeys smirked, then signaled to his men, “Come along, brothers. Let’s take them all upstairs to the Birthing Chambers. Don’t worry your socks off, ladies. You’ll be well taken care of. After all, most of the midwives you’ve come to know in your world are imposters from our team.”
As the lackeys reached over to pick the struggling, protesting ‘mothers’, the ground suddenly rumbled like there was a mini-earthquake going on underneath the Lair. Somewhere in the middle of the cell, the floor began to crack and cave in, revealing dozens upon dozens of dwarf-like men carrying axes and spears as they popped out like moles one by one. All of them swiftly and silent hacked and decapitated every single Bad Seed and Fallen Ethereal that were there to take the ‘mothers’ up to their doom. Not a peep was made from the lackeys as their heads fell and rolled off their shoulders one by one to the ground with the speed and agility of the dwarf-like men that could render Flash or Superman speechless. As the headless lackeys fell onto their knees and toppled to the floor, a familiar face along with his team came out of the hole.
“B…Bakura!!!” Ryou almost screamed with joy but was luckily hushed by Bakura’s kiss. They French-kissed each other for almost 2 minutes before the kisser was reminded by one of Bakura’s comrades about their mission. Bakura grinned and immediately asked the dwarf-like men to carry all the ‘mothers’ and escape through the hole they made.
“Bakura! Thank goodness you’re here!” Yugi cried in relief, almost forgetting that he was in pain. “Where are the others?”
“Around…” Bakura grinned as he hugged Ryou possessively.
“What about Duke? Is he here?” Tristan asked worriedly.
Bakura nodded before replying, “Come…”
With that, Bakura’s team and the gang of dwarf-like men, or to be exact by their real clan name the Underground Dwellers, carried all the ‘mothers’ through a long and dark tunnel that had a lot of twists and turns. Then, from their original route, one Underground Dweller took the lead and started digging with his pitchfork at top speed, deviating towards another direction. They went on and on until they finally reached the surface which was right beside the Loch. There, part of the group of human middle men was there to take over. One of them who had the power of creating force-fields made a huge one to surround the ‘mothers’ while one of them who had the power of teleportation entered the force-field and teleported everyone to Domino Island and into Domino Motherhood Institution where Mai had built specifically for midwifery and delivery just for the ‘mothers’ of Domino Island when the day comes for the mass delivery ritual. In the hospital, the human midwives who were already briefed about the mission and awaiting their arrival soon quickly ushered all the ‘mothers’ into designated delivery rooms and were given a sort of sedative medicine to ease the pain and delay the birth temporarily as it is important and compulsory in the ritual tradition to have the father of the child to be present at the birth. Luckily, the hospital was big enough to accommodate all the ‘mothers’ and soon, their parents were either flown in, shipped in or drove in to be by their side while awaiting for the Whisperer fathers to arrive from the mission to attend the delivery.
Some of the Whisperers in Bakura’s team were sires of a few of the young ‘mothers’, including Bakura, but they couldn’t stay and start the delivery as they had a mission to complete. Ryou cried and sobbed and begged Bakura to stay, tugging at his arm desperately, even though both knew that they had to separate for now.
“Please! Please don’t go, Bakura! Please! Stay with me!” Ryou wailed.
“Let go…” Bakura pleaded, trying to pry him away. Ryou’s parents and twin sister tried to coax Ryou to let go.
“Come on, son,” Mr. Bakura said. “He’ll be back soon. Don’t worry.”
“I don’t want to be alone! I want Bakura with me!”
“You have us, darling,” ‘Mrs.’ Bakura said. “We’ll accompany you till then.”
“Yeah, bro. He’s got a job to do,” Ryou’s twin sister agreed. “He’ll come back for you.”
“Promise…” Bakura nodded in agreement, then whispered into Ryou’s ear, “Love you…”
Ryou hesitated for a moment, then sniffled and let go of Bakura’s hand. Bakura planted a chaste kiss on his forehead before rushing off together with his team to accomplish the mission. Again, with teleportation, they returned back to the Loch in Scotland and made their way together with the human middle men to join the rest of the troop in their ambush.
“I’ll return soon,” Bakura muttered to himself. “I’ll return to watch the birth of our beautiful pups, Princess. Wait for me patiently…”
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As Illust-chan and the other midwives realized that the lackeys she sent were getting a tad too late, she decided to go downstairs to investigate, only to discover her lackeys all sprawled on the floor on their own pool of blood and their heads scattered all over the place. The crack on the floor of the empty cell told her enough that the enemy has already begun their ambush.
Cursing under her breath, she made her way back up and dismissed all the midwives, telling everyone to get ready to retreat. She poured quite a large dose of the birth-inducing meds into a vial of milk and made her way towards Joey’s room where he was kept prisoner. Malik, who was held captive in his room two doors away from Joey’s, heard her passing by and banged the door as usual, demanding out, in which Illust-chan stopped for a while in front of the door and decided to get back to him later. Without the courtesy of knocking, she barged into the room to see Majah stroking Joey’s honey-blonde hair. She took a glance at Joey and saw that he was staring at space, his eyes as blank as a doll’s as he allowed Majah to pet him like a little dog.
“Move aside, Brother Majah,” Illust-chan said in an authoritative voice.
“Sister Illust-chan,” Majah stood up, hugging Joey in his arms protectively. “What are you doing here?”
“No time for idle talk. We are being ambushed. Sooner or later, they will come here. We cannot wait any longer. At least he would do.”
“Do what, Sister Illust-chan? What are you trying to do?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” Illust-chan growled as she pushed Majah aside to force-feed Joey with the milk. “If we want our lord to have the strength to escape safely, he will need at least one sacrifice. I’m going to need this little brat to do that.”
“Sister Illust-chan! You promised!” Majah exclaimed as he tried to wrestle the milk away from his sister. “You promised that Joseph will not be part of the speed-up process! You promised you’ll let him carry to term! You cannot go back on your word!”
“My word is law here, Brother Majah, and my word right now is to make this brat give birth now and give it to our lord! Have you forgotten our noble cause?!” Illust-chan shrieked, her voice booming across the room as if there were two people speaking through her mouth. Whenever Illust-chan gets agitated or angry, her wrath was not to be reckoned with. If she began to spout a double overlay voice, she meant business.
“But…But I love him…”
“This brat is not worth loving if he can’t even make a simple swearing of the heart! Now step aside, Brother Majah! Don’t make me do something worse than it is!”
Majah wanted to resist, but he knew through experience that despite his larger built, his powers were no match to his sister. Shoving Majah away, she pulled Joey up by the hair and put the vial of milk onto Joey’s lips and tried to make him drink. Joey made no effort to open his mouth or swallow. All the milk trickled from the sides of his lips and stained his chin, neck and shirt as he continued to stare in space, his mind went to goodness knows where.
“Curse the gods of Ethereal!” Illust-chan spat as she threw the vial against the wall, shattering it into pieces. “What the hell is wrong with him? What did you do to him, Brother Majah?! Why is he like this?!”
“I…I don’t know…” Majah replied sadly. “He’s been like this since we had sexual intercourse. He wouldn’t eat, he wouldn’t speak, he wouldn’t even sleep. He’s just lying there staring at nothing, like a living dead.”
“Well, snap him out of it! I’m going off to make some more and also see if everyone else has escaped! I want him alive and kicking by the time I come back!”
As Illust-chan stormed out of the room, Majah slowly picked Joey up in his arms and lightly patted his face, trying to get him out of his reverie. He called out his name dozens of times but he wouldn’t budge. Finally after shaking him a little, Joey’s eyes finally reacted. They slowly shifted, bringing his gaze towards the broken shards of glass that was once the vial of milk. Without warning, he pried himself out of Majah’s embrace and walked over to the shards. Majah, who was shocked and overwhelmed that his love was finally up and about, did not expect what happened next: Joey reached down to pick up one shard and, with two strokes, slit both his wrists.
Majah gasped and ran to Joey, trying to press the slit wounds down to stop the bleeding. His eyes filled with horror as he saw Joey finally smiling for the first time since he got into this godforsaken place. It was the exact same smile that Majah has seen and fallen in love with, only it was for a totally wrong reason.
“Joseph! Joseph, my love! Why did you do this?! How could you be so stupid?! Stay with me, Joseph! Stay with me!”
“I’m…sorry…” Joey whispered, his voice almost inaudible.
“What?”
“I’m…sorry…Seto…I’m…no longer yours…”
“Puppy…?”
Majah looked up and narrowed his eyes in contempt as he saw his love rival Seto standing there staring at the sight of a bloody Joey before him. Seto widened his eyes in horror at the blood that was spouting from both his beloved’s wrists and saw him in the hands of a Fallen Ethereal. He narrowed his eyes just as equally in contempt as Majah and growled.
“What have you done to my Puppy?!”
“Your Puppy?” Majah echoed, speaking in rather fluent Whisperer Tongue as he tore off a bed sheet to tie up the bleeding slit wrists. “He’s my woman! I will not let you have him!”
“Get your hands off my mate, you ugly piece of vile putrid waste!”
“Over my dead body!”
Laying back Joey on the bed, the battle of Majah and Seto ensued. Seto’s staff clashed with Majah’s claws as they fought all over the room and crashed through walls, demanding dominance. Whenever someone from Seto’s team tried to reach over to take Joey away, Majah would let out his superhuman eagle-like screech and the sound waves sent them toppling over headlong onto the ground or flying out of the room, crashing through the window as they went. Seto and Majah’s battle aura collided with each other as they fought to the death, breaking everything beyond their wake. It got to one point when their fight was so intense, Majah’s punch actually sent Seto flying and breaking through the walls until he actually landed onto Malik’s bed in his room. Malik, after getting over the shock and quickly holding his bawling baby, realized who it was.
“Seto?! Oh my god, where is Joey?! Is he alright?!”
“Protect…Puppy…” Seto struggled to get up as he lunged forward to strike Majah again. Malik quickly went towards Joey through the holes of the walls and was horrified to see Joey’s pale blank look as the blood began to seep through the bed sheet tourniquets tied around his wrists. By then, Majah was so bent on the kill and lust for Seto’s blood, he barely noticed as Malik tried to both hold onto his baby and drag him to the next room through another cracked hole on the opposite wall.
“I’ll have you know,” Majah roared as he gave a blow at Seto, who in turn blocked it with his staff, “my woman almost swore his heart to me!”
“He is not your woman!” Seto growled as he whacked his staff at Majah’s head. “He’s my mate! Mine! He and the pups within him are mine!”
“And what good would that do you?!” Majah kicked Seto’s side and punched his gut. “You will never be by his side! You will take the children away and leave him heartbroken, regretting that he had ever done the ritual! You will make him cry for eternity and sad forever in his life for the love between you that cannot be! I can provide whatever you can’t!”
“No, you won’t!” Seto flung Majah out of the window with the power of his staff, then followed after him to resume fighting. “You will use him again and again, and you will harm my pups out of spite! You will never love him as much as I do! You only want him for his body!”
“I can provide him love and affection!” Majah screeched, his sound wave banging and rumbling against Seto’s built. “I can give him a family! A real family! I can be a loving father to his pups and a faithful, loyal husband to him! I will be there for him, answering his every call and granting his every wish! You will leave him and make him marry someone he does not truly love and have a family he does not truly want! At least with me, he gets to keep the pups and never have to fear of anyone leaving him alone! I can be what you can’t, and will always be what you never will! I reign supreme in this rivalry! I win!”
“Maybe so,” Seto said as he smashed the sound wave away and repelled it back to Majah as much as possible. “But I will remain in his heart and soul forever. I will be the only person he truly loves, and will always be the one he would think of whenever times serves him. You are doing me a favour by letting him keep my pups because his pups will always remind him of me, the lovechildren created by us becoming as one both heart and soul. Every sleepless night he will think of the nights he made love to me. Every time you shower your love to him, he will think of my tender loving care. Every blood you shed on our clan will only deepen his hate for you. You are contradicting yourself because you are not the person he truly loves either and the family you want to give him is not what he truly wants. You’re being a hypocrite.”
“How would you know how I feel?! How would you know what he would be thinking?!”
“Because those are the exact things I would feel.”
With that, holding his staff like a baseball bat, he swung as hard as he could, using the speed and strength to amplify the effect of his staff’s magic force to pummel Majah to the ground. The force of Seto’s magic severed both Majah’s huge raven-black wings and without the advantage of flight, he soon fell headlong towards the ground, with tree branches breaking his fall in between, and rammed his back hard on the earth below. By the time he came round, he realized Seto towering over him with ice-cold eyes that spelt murder, and his whole body was paralyzed, possibly because he broke his spine from the fall.
“You…You don’t deserve Joseph…! He’s mine!”
Seto didn’t reply, but his whole fiber of being was seething with anger, hate and vengeance as he raised his staff high in the air and rammed the lower end of it real hard onto Majah’s manhood, drawing blood. With the staff still embedded onto what’s left of the Fallen Ethereal’s dick, Seto knelt down and brought his face close to Majah and hissed in a very venomous tone.
“This is for defiling my Puppy.”
So saying, he got up and turned his back at Majah, leaving him there to die. He crossed paths with Akhenadin, who looked like he had quite good fun making carnage in the Lair, gazed sideways indirectly at Majah and walked off. Akhenadin understood that gesture and closed in to Majah, claiming what’s left over for him.
His blood lust face grinning from ear to ear was the last thing Majah saw before complete darkness engulfed him.
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