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      Explicit
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      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Major_Character
      Death
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      F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Yu-Gi-Oh!, Gundam_Wing, Yu-Gi-Oh!_Series, Yu-Gi-Oh!_GX, Yu-Gi-Oh!_5D's,
      Yu-Gi-Oh!_ARC-V
  Relationship:
      m/f_-_Relationship, M/F/M_-_Relationship
  Character:
      Kaiba_Seto, Mutou_Yuugi, Bakura_Ryou, Marik_Ishtar, Otogi_Ryuuji_|_Duke
      Devlin, Heero_Yuy, Quatre_Raberba_Winner, Duo_Maxwell, Trowa_Barton,
      Chang_Wufei, Yugo_(Yu-Gi-Oh), Yuto_(Yu-Gi-Oh), Yuri_(Yu-Gi-Oh), Sakaki
      Yuya, Fudou_Yuusei, Yuuki_Juudai_|_Jaden_Yuki, Johan_Andersen_|_Jesse
      Anderson, Crow_Hogan, Edo_Phoenix_|_Aster_Phoenix, Marufuji_Ryou_|_Zane
      Truesdale, Marufuji_Shou_|_Syrus_Truesdale
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe, BDSM, Human_Trafficking, Reverse_Harem, Humiliation,
      Rape, Attempted_Rape/Non-Con, Murder, Underage_Sex, Underage_Drinking,
      Past_Life_Flashbacks, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Attempted_Murder, Blood
      Kink, Torture
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      Published: 2017-12-07 Updated: 2017-12-13 Chapters: 4/? Words: 9600
****** THE SIREN OF ATLANTIS ******
by FireCats20
Summary
     “Seto, I’m moving,” Reign said as the finale light of the sun was
     chased from the sky.
     The boy sat up alarmed, “Do you have to go? Can’t you stay with your
     butlers?” Reign bit he lower lip, forgetting the effect it had on her
     friend. Seto cupped her chin, running his thumb over her lips, he
     said darkly, “Your lips a mine to bit.”
     Before Reign had time to process his words, Seto pressed his lips to
     hers. He roughly pulled her underneath him. She moaned into into the
     kiss. A hand ran from Reign’s knee to hip, the other hand wrapped
     itself in her hair, Reign arched her back grinding on Seto, this time
     he moan moaned.
     This was as far as Seto was willing to go, “Seto,” Reign breathed
     heavily, “I didn’t have a choice in the matter. I need you to promise
     me nothing will change between us.”
     He propped up gently playing with the white-blond hair of his only
     friend, Reign settled into a comfortable position, her chest against
     Seto’s pelvis and head on his stomach. Tears fell down her cheeks, as
     Seto tried his best to reassure her things would be fine, but he was
     just as scared as Reign. “No matter what happens, I’ll always keep in
     touch, nothing is ever going to change between us. I swear.”
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     Seto and the mysterious girl he swears to protect.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter takes place before Seto and Mokuba are adopted.
A girl sat on a deserted beach looking out at the setting sun. She could have
easily been mistaken for a porcelain doll with hair that sparkled like
moonbeams, rose lips, and the most unusual sea colored eyes. The voice of her
best friend could be heard of over the sound of crashing waves as he ran to
her. His hazel hair hung low on his shoulders, his eyes a deeper blue then the
ocean, they were a modern-day Romeo and Juliet. He fell on the sand resting his
head of his friend’s hip, panting heavily. The two reflected on the last 4
years, without saying a word, watching the sky became a deep crimson sapphire
as the sun disappeared into the ocean.
“Hey,” A voice call out from the dark. “Hey, come on wake up…”
“Is she going to be ok, Seto?”
“I don’t know Mokuba.” Two boys, 6 and 8 years old, leaned over the body of a
young girl. “I think I saw someone fishing over there. I need you to go get
them. I’m going to stay and make a fire.”
The younger boy ran off in the direction of a pier. It was a miracle they had
even see the girl. The beach she was on wasn’t used that often, so it stayed
deserted. Normally Seto had his nose in a book, reading to his brother as they
walked home from school, but he’d forgotten that day. A few moments later,
Mokuba was running back with help.
“Mmn,” a sound escaped the girl’s lips. “Mnn,” she was clutching an amulet as
she drifted in and out of consciousness. She winced as the First Responders
worked to keep her alive.
“You said you found her?” An officer asked, as she and her partner approached
the scene. “We need to get your name.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” The elder boy answered. “I’m Seto and this is Mokuba.” He noticed
the girl’s tattered cloths looked like an Ancient Greek Tunic. “No one ever
uses this beach. When I saw her alone I thought it was odd someone would be
down here.”
“You might have just saved this girls life,” The second officer said. Seto
suddenly had an overwhelming desire to protect the girl, after seeing something
dark and twisted in the man’s eyes.
As the girl was being loaded in the back of an ambulance, Seto asked, “Can we
go with her?” The ambulance driver looked at the children. “She is all alone,”
Seto’s eyes never left the stretcher, unsure how he knew the girl had no one,
“When she wakes up, we want her to know she doesn’t have to be alone.” He
refused to mention he didn’t trust the officer or the group that had suddenly
started to appear. The driver nodded and closed the door behind the boys.
Three days later the girl sat in her hospital bed looking out at the ocean. She
fingered the amulet that hung around her neck. A star patter, resembling
constellations, covered its surface; however, they didn’t seem to appear on any
known star map. Mokuba was laying on a reclining couch doin homework, while
Seto was nestled on the bed, his arm wrapped possessively around the girl.
“Do you remember anything?” Seto asked.
She closed her eyes and shook her head. The long moonbeam strands tickled
Seto’s arms.
Mokuba moved to the foot of the bed, “Nothing at all?” he asked. “Your name,
birthday, anything?”
The girl sighed, “There is something, but it doesn’t make sense.”
“What is it?” Seto asked.
“If I tell you, you’re going to think I’m crazy.” She looked at Seto seeming to
lose herself in his eyes, as he became lost in hers. Their world faded, and
they found themselves 3,000 years in the past. The girl was on her knees, arms
bond behind he back; the soldiers forced to bow. Seto stood in priest robes
next to Egypt’s current ruler, and cousin. The faces of those around them were
hidden by shadows. The Pharaoh ordered the girl and men on either side of her
chose which would die, which would be free to leave, and which would become his
slave. Before her companions could say a word, the girl offered her life in
exchange for both men’s freedom. Seto advised his cousin to accept her
proposal, as he saw something in her that would benefit his kingdom; what he
failed to say is how she would challenge both the Pharaoh and himself.
The two were suddenly back in the hospital room, “Hello,” Mokuba stared at the
two, their lips barely touching, “earth to Seto and Rei,” blinking, they
quickly jumped apart, Seto lost his balance and went crashing to the ground,
attempting, to prevent his fall, the girl ended up laying on his chest, the
hospital sheet between them. Mokuba leaned over the side of the bed, gazing at
the two he asked, “where did you go just now. Your bodies were here, but it was
like you spirit was somewhere else.”
“Was that—” Seto asked.
“It was our previous lives.” She answered before his question was asked.
“There’s more—”
The two continued to lay on the ground, having forgot Mokuba was in the room,
“WHAT!” Seto said with excitement.
“I haven’t really remembered anything new; but my name is Reign Meadows, I’m 8
years old, and my birthday falls on the equinox, at the time of a total
eclipse.”
Reign climbed back on the bed fallowed by Seto. She began playing with the
amulet again. Unable to stop the question Seto asked, “If you don’t remember,
how do you know?”
“I come from somewhere beyond time, a place that doesn’t exist, this amulet is
my only clue. The patterns are a language, when looked at in the right light I
am able to read it.”
“Is that why you said, Seto and I would think you’re crazy?”
Reign nodded. Seto and Mokuba took her hands in theirs. “We believe you,” Seto
said. He now understood his desire to keep Reign safe, “You can’t tell anyone
about this, no matter what. Bad people can use you to hurt others. You have a
gift, you are the keeper of existence and I need to keep you safe, so we can
get your memory back.”
“Seto…”
“I think you are a keeper of the Akashic Records. I read something about them
once. They are like a book of life, everything that is and will be, is recorded
in that book. The path to our destinies are always changing, however our
destinations stay the same. One person is chosen to protect the records every
1000 years, or something like that, bottom line is you have a gift that I need
to keep sefe…”
“Seto, I’m moving,” Reign said as the finale light of the sun was chased from
the sky.
The boy sat up alarmed, “Do you have to go?” his majestic blue eyes reflected a
hint of fear.  He remembered the years of torture, both had to endure. Seto
hated he hadn’t been able to keep his promise to protect her, if she moved…it
was something he didn’t want to consider. “Can’t you just stay, be looked after
your butlers?” Reign bit he lower lip, forgetting the effect it had on her
friend. Seto cupped her chin, running his thumb over her lips, he said darkly,
“Your lips a mine to bit.”
Before Reign had time to process his words, Seto pressed his lips to hers. He
roughly pushed her back laying between her legs. Her arms pressed against his
chest and moaned into Seto’s kiss. He ran a hand from Reign’s knee to hip,
moving her skirt he press against her, her panties forming a barrier between
them. His other hand wrapped itself in her hair, pulling it tightly. Reign
arched her back grinding on Seto, broking the kiss he leaned his head back,
this time it was his turn to moan. He held her hip in place as he nipped he
neck.
Reign knew this was a far as Seto was willing to go, even though 13 was the
legal age of consent. He flipped them, so his hands pressed into her back and
he buried his face in her cleavage. “Seto,” Reign breathed heavily, “I didn’t
have a choice in the matter,” He hugged her to him noticing she was silently
crying, “I need you to promise me nothing will ever change between us.”
He propped up on an elbow gently playing with the white-blond hair of his only
friend Reign settled into a comfortable position, her chest against Seto’s
pelvis and head on his stomach. Tears fell down her cheeks, but you wouldn’t be
able to tell. Seto tried his best to reassure her things would be fine, but he
was just as scared as her. “No matter what happens, I’ll always keep in touch,
nothing is ever going to change between us. I swear.” They stayed like that the
entire night.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Seto and Reign are adopted by rival CEOs and members of an under
     ground crime syndicate, Yamato Ishakora, Gozoaburo Kaiba. Seto has
     became a gaming champion, his favorite being Duel Monsters. He keeps
     up with Reign's life and music career, but he no longer communicates
     with her, after a tragic event takes place in his life. Even though
     Seto won't talk to Reign she continues to send him e-mails, and in
     the event Seto does't receive a message on schedule he hacks
     satellites to find out why.
Chapter Notes
     The focus of this chapter is Reign. Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, and
     Wufei appear as OOC in this chapter and use code names when referring
     to one another. Later chapters involving the 5 contain some OOC, but
     their personalities reflect more of their manga characters.
     Seto's story, though not mentioned, stays close to the manga/series
     with some differences.
     Appearing in the next chapter Yugi, Bakura and Marick are
     reincarnations. Their Yami sides seem to take control when they or
     someone the care for is in danger. They are the only 3 to possess a
     millennium item referred to as talismans of of the Gods.
“No matter what happens, I’ll always keep in touch, nothing is ever going to
change between us. I swear.” Seto’s words raced through Reign’s mind. It had
been nearing four years sense she had moved to the states, three and a half
years since she’s had become “the singing goddess” known as AREIGNAHA, and two
years since the accident and Gozoabru disappeared.
“Get into place,” A stage hand said.
For some reason, unknown to her, Reign had been thinking about Seto, the last
few weeks.
“Lights, props, que the fog and…” The music began playing, the stage had
pointed to Reign.
Eight months into her two-year world tour, this was Reign’s 17th concert.
“Hello Dublin,” she yelled, walking onto the stage. Her clothing had become a
little risky after the accident, her favorite outfit being: a Faux leather
studded bra with straps that connected to a choker, matching leather skirt that
hung to low on her hips, barely covering her backside, she couldn’t bend over,
and complete with thigh high 13 inch spiked boots. The arena was packed, and
the crowd roared with excitement. “I have a great mix for you tonight from my
new album COVER. I’m going to start off with one of my favorites by G Tom mac
titled Cry Little Sister.”
“A last fire will rise behind those eyes/Black house will rock, blind boys
don't lie/Immortal fear, that voice so clear/Through broken walls, that scream
I hear
Cry, little sister - Thou shall not fall/Come to your brother - Thou shall not
die/Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not fear/Love is with your brother - Thou
shall not kill
Blue masquerade, strangers look on/When will they learn this loneliness?/
Temptation heat beats like a drum/Deep in your veins, I will not lie
Little sister - Thou shall not fall/Come to your brother - Thou shall not die/
Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not fear/Love is with your brother - Thou shall
not kill
My Shangri-La/I can't forget/Why you were mine/I need you now
Cry, little sister - Thou shall not fall/Come to your brother - Thou shall not
die/Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not fear/Love is with your brother - Thou
shall not kill”
Without a pause Reign went straight into the next song, by Alice Coppor—Poison.
“Your cruel device,/Your blood like ice./One look could kill,/My pain, your
thrill.
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)/I wanna hold you, but my
senses tell me to stop/I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)/
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin through my veins/You're poison, I don't wanna break these
chains.
Your mouth, so hot/Your web, I'm caught/Your skin, so wet/Black lace on sweat
I hear you callin and it's needles and pins (and pins)/I wanna hurt you just to
hear you screaming my name/Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin
(deep in)/I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin through my veins/You're poison, I don't wanna break these
chains/Poison
One look (one look), could kill (could kill),/My pain, your thrill.
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)/I wanna hold you, but my
senses tell me to stop/I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)/
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin through my veins/You're poison, I don't wanna break these
chains/Poison
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)/I wanna hold you, but my
senses tell me to stop/I wanna kiss you, but I wanna too much (too much)/
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
Yeah/Well I don't wanna break these chains/Poison
Runnin deep inside my veins/Burnin deep inside my veins/Poison
I don't wanna break these chains.”
This was followed by Evanescence—Bring me to life, The Pretty Reckless—Take Me
Down, Egypt Centeral—Whate Rabbit, Reba McEntire—Fancy, Carrie Underwood—Two
Black Cadillacs, Kelly Clarkson—Stronger, Skillet—Monster, Starset—Antigravity,
Poison—Fallen Angel, and The Runaways—Cherry Bomb.
Reign was hiding out in her dressing room. She was enjoying the chance to be
alone, but she was starting to fill dizzy. She had fallowed, her butler,
Sebastien’s orders, making sure every “T” had been crossed and every “I”
dotted. It wouldn’t be long before she had to return to the stage to finish up
with the concert. Reign was so lost in thought, wishing her butlers hadn’t been
called away on an emergence, she hadn’t noticed someone entered the room.
Reign picked up her glass of water, when she noticed the strange after taste,
‘No,’ she thought looking at her reflection, she noticed someone standing
behind her.
“You taste the drug I slipped in your drink,” The voice said, pushing her
against the mirror. He was just one of many obsessive fans, the only
difference, this man knew she was the daughter of IC’s (Ishakora Corp.) CEO
Yamato Ishakora. “It’s too bad your bodyguards weren’t able to be here,” He
started to slide his hand down the front of her skirt, he slid his other hand
under her bra top. “I wonder how much Daddy will pay to get you back,” He
slipped his fingers under Reign’s panties and toyed with her threatening her
entrances.
“Please don’t,” Reign whimpered. With one fluid movement the man had ripped her
undergarment off. A gasp escaped her lips, “No, don’t do this,” the drug hadn’t
taken complete effect. After her adoption, Reign’s father had force fed her
certain drugs to build up her immunity against them. At this point she was
pretending to be scared, waiting for the perfect moment so she could run,
“Please, I’m begging, don’t.” As soon as she felt him shift to undo his pants,
Reign grabbed a knife she kept hidden in a secret pocket of her skirt; knocked
him off balance she stabbed him in the leg barely missing the artery, and run
from the room.
“Fucking cunt,” the man yelled, “grab her!”
Reign turned a corner barely dogging a small group of men dressed as security.
The music was too loud for anyone to her, so she continued to run. At one point
she slid through one man’s legs to avoid being caught. The drug was beginning
to take full effect as she ran into the back ally.
Once outside, she headed to the street. Dialing a number on her phone, Reign
desperately wished Seto were there. She hadn’t been watching where she was
going, and ran straight into the arms of a guy with magenta hair and mauve
bangs. He and the group with him were wearing all accuse passes for the
concert. ‘Don’t make eye contact, don’t make eye contact, don’t make—’ she
thought, but it was too late, Reign was already lost in a pair of magenta eyes.
“Help me,” was all she was able to say before the two were transported to
Ancient Egypt; her vision somehow different this time.
“Joeri,” Seto said, “The Pharaoh is this way, if you will fallow me.”
“Priest Seto,” The man was dressed as a commanding officer, he carried a helmet
under his arm, “if you don’t mind my asking, but I must know—”
“The rumor is true,” Seto answered before the question was asked, “Our King has
a new play thing, but this one is different.” Joeri was led to the throne room,
“Though my cousin is a kind man he does have his sadistic moments…”
“Don’t we all,” Joeri chuckled, “I’m certin you do as well.”
“That is a conversion for a later time,” Seto grinned, “This girl has been able
to endure whatever the Pharaoh has put her through.”
“Do you care to explain further?”
“You know she willingly offered herself so her companions, the bandit Bakoura
and thief king Merik, would be spared.”
“That is what I heard.”
“I feel, I know she will be a great match for him. She is able to challenge him
in ways no one else can. My cousin ended up watching Reign get bathed, because
she didn’t want help. He ended up putting her in neck and wrist cuffs, so she
won’t try escaping again, not to mention she is made to sleep in his bed.
Before you ask, No, he hasn’t bedded her yet. It’s just a matter of time. I
think he is trying to wait until he is no longer able to get out of taking a
wife.”
Joeri couldn’t help but laugh. His magenta eyes met Reign’s sharp gaze. She was
fighting against her bindings as the Pharaoh was finishing up with a trial.
Just having laid eyes on Reign, he understood what Seto meant. She wasn’t
dressed like any slave he’d seen, in fact, her cloths had been made from a one
of the Pharaoh’s tunics.
“Now that Joeri has arrived we can begin,” The Pharaoh said. He pulled Reign up
by the chain connected to her cuffs. The second tug he gave had her tripping on
the steps leading to his throne, forcing her to her place her shackled wrists
around his neck. His arm wrapped tightly around her waist. The cloth making up
her skirt and top left little to be imagined. “If you don’t start behaving,” he
threatened allowing his lips to graze hers, before placing his forehead to
hers, “I will punish you with this chain.”
“As you wish Pha—”
“As you wish what?”
“As you wish Yami Atemu.”
Atemu knocked Reign’s legs out from her picking her up he walked down the
steps. Reign buried he face in his neck. She was Atemu’s greatest treasure and
he enjoyed showing her off anyway he could.
When Reign came to, the men trying to kidnap her were unconscious and hog tied.
She was being held by the guy with magenta eyes. Her arms were wrapped around
his neck, her head lay on his shoulder. He possessively wrapped an arm around
her waist while the other twisted the tips of her hair; his head was leaned
against the build. Even though his eyes were closed Reign felt him smack his
friend’s hands away when they tried lifting her skirt.
“If you touch her skirt one more time, I swear I will break your hand.” She
could feel he had a dark thirst, equal to that of a vampire. And yet, even with
the overpowering evil she felt safe with him. “Welcome back to the living,” the
guy never opened his eyes or offered to move. He didn’t seem to be bothered by
his past life experience, the tone in his voice remained calm, “Mind telling me
what hell that was?”
Three far off voices came from the phone Reign held, “Reign…Mistress…My lady
please tell us you are safe.”
Reign put the phone to her ear. She had forgotten she even had it. Reign’s
voice was shaky, “Come get me…I just wanna be home…Now.” Reign ended the call a
wondered what she could say. She hadn’t felt this venerable in months. “Your
past.” she answered honestly.
“Yuri,” he said continuing to cradle her and play with her hair.”
“Reign.
 
***** Chapter 3 *****
The following night Reign sat in the back of her limo looking out at the sky.
Under the glow of the moon, her white-blond hair sparkled like moonbeams. She
had decided to cut her world tour short and, “How is my father doing?” Her
voice was cold and distant. “Not that it really matters, or anything. I’m just
curious.”
The driver looked at her through the rearview mirror, “Your father has been
complaining about your absents.” A light smile crossed Reign’s lips, as he
noted how she had grown, from the once fragile little 9 year old child, into
this amazing strong-willed 16 year old woman. He had been there for the good
and bad, helped teach Reign martial arts, and so much more. “You should know
your father cares about you. I know its hard to believe, with all the abuse he
put you through, but everything he has done was to make you stronger, to teach
you how to stay cool under pressure and survive, and prepare you for any danger
given who his associates are.”
Reign let out a soft sigh, “I know,” she said. “I just keep thinking about
Seto. My father my tortured me, but he did show some kindness, unlike Mr.
Kiaba. I keep comparing our experiences, the extreme punishments.” Reign met
the amber gaze of her privet butler. “I doubt he waited, he wanted me to be is
first everything, and he’s…he…” she sighed and leaned her back against the cool
leather, looking up at the ceiling, before closing her eyes, Reign continued,
“I thought I could trust him to keep his promise, but I guess I was wrong.”
‘Reign,’ the driver thought, ‘you will never get over the boy that saved your
life on the beach that day.’
The estate was completely dark when the limo arrived at the front gate. “You
know Sebastien,” Reign said, her eyes still closed, “I didn’t mind the extreme
discipline that much, nor did I mind the punishments after a while. I mean, I
got use to the sting of the shock collars and riding crops, I even got use to
the tasers and how creative father got with them.”
Sebastien knew all too well how sadistic Yamato Ishakora could get, but he also
knew the secret about who Reign truly was; something that Gozoaburo Kaiba
hadn’t realized, when she and Seto were adopted. ‘If only realized the truth of
your royal blood little mermaid…’
A boy lay on the sand, of a deserted beach, “You’re getting me wet and blocking
my sun.” He looked up at the girl straddling his hips, a sea colored gazed met
his majestic blue as if searching his soul. “What?” his tone reflected alarm.
“Seto, are you sure you want to challenge him?” she asked, both unaware they
were being watched. “What if you lose? Or even worse, you win, and he doesn’t
want all three of us?”
He ran his fingers through the white hair of his friend, and smiled at her
tenderly, “I plan on winning Reign,” his voice was determined. “I have to win
for my brother.”
“Is that her, brother?” A young man approximately 18 asked. His dark bangs hung
in his amber eyes.
“It is.”
Another young man approximately 18 with the same dark hair and amber eyes
leaned on the fence with crossed arms, “Shouldn’t we tell the master?”
“Not yet.” The two looked at their older brother. “Aloysius, whatever you and
Ciel are thing, forget it. Besides, we can’t go against orders.”
“Yeah, but…” Aloysius trailed off.
“Hey, Bastián,” Ciel placed his hands on the fence.
“Yeah, what is it?”
“We were thinking, that is,” Aloysius said sadly, “what is the master going to
do with her?”
“I don’t know,” Sebastien responded. “We call from the limo, the two are
leaving.” Sebastien, Ciel, and Aloysius road anxiously to the orphanage.
A man about 19 was waiting for the limo to arrive, “Gozoaburo, Yamato, my dad
and the others are just finishing. What took you?”
“Traffic,” Sebastien said bowing.
They walked in just in time to see Seto challenge Gozoaburo to a chess match,
“If I win you adopt my brother, me, and my friend.” Gozoaburo accepted the
challenge thinking he couldn’t lose to a kid, but Seto had the upper hand, he
had memorized all the man’s game strategies.
Yamato chose that very moment to approach Reign, “Your friend is good.
Gozoaburo hasn’t got a chance in Hell of winning.”
“I know—”
“Your right to worry.”
Reign examined Yamato. He appeared young, mid 30’s, no mark where a wedding
ring should be, his aura radiating with danger. His deep azure eyes entranced
her as he took hold of her hand and kiss it softly. She envisioned him as an
ancient gladiator, a friend of the Roman Emperor Caesar, a betrayer of the
crown and conqueror of kingdoms. Seto’s sharp possessive gaze caused Yamato to
break eye contact, bringing Reign back to reality.
She snatched her hang away and turned back to the game, “I don’t know what
you’re talking about.”
“Gozoaburo will lose, your friend will be adopted, and you will be left all
alone.”
His words cut deep, ‘How could he know?’ Reign thought.
The girl jumped at a voice that came from behind her, “What do you know about
your family, where you came from?” The man placed a hand on her shoulder, and
knelt on one knee; once again Reign was lost, this time, to his violet gaze.
The man standing before now was Middle Eastern, a cruel Sultan, who got off on
watching his people suffer and things he did to his concubine was unimageable.
“Dartz,” Yamato hissed.
Again, Seto’s sharp possessive gaze brought Reign back to reality. She felt
dizzy as she tried to focus on the last few minutes of the game. Once her head
cleared enough she answered, “The only thing I remember is the ocean. Seto
found me on a beach last year, I barely had any clothes, because they’d been
badly ripped by the surf. I remember my birthday and someone telling me I was
very special because I’d been born on the equinox, at the time of a total
eclipse. This amulet is my only clue to where I come from. I know this isn’t my
true home, and I come from the sea, aside from that, I know nothing else about
my past.” She looked at the two, a hint of knowing in her eyes, “We as humans
are doomed to repeat the past; to live and die as we did in our previous lives,
forced to make the same mistakes with each reincarnation, unless we can find a
way to change our fate.” Reign spoke with an understanding far beyond her 9
years of existence. She started to go congratulate Seto when she paused, her
eyes never left his, “I know he will refuse me. He didn’t expect to lose, but
Seto’s determination to protect his brother is the only thing that drives him,
it’s the only reason he’s never lost at anything. By the way, I’d chose Yamato,
even if he is a sadistic bastard, his aura reads safer than yours Dartz.”
“In that case,” Yamato smirked and snapped his fingers. The three men that had
been standing off to the side walked over. They knelt by Reign and bowed their
heads, one hand on their knee the other formed a fist on the ground. “Let me
introduce you to your personal butlers, Sebastien, Ciel, and Aloysius
Gjeolhan.”
“What is your command my mistress,” The three said in unison.
As the limo came to a stop, the driver quickly rushed to open the door for
Reign, only to find her already out of the car and at the front door waving.
‘That girl,’ he thought. ‘One of these days she will be the death of us all.’
“Sebastien, don’t worry about my thing right now, I’ll get them later. Go home
and rest, I’ll call when I need you.” Reign turned and entered the house, she
tried turning on the lights, but nothing happened. “Father, I’m home early. I
have something to discuss with you. Father…” her voice trailed off and words
soon became only thoughts. She wanted surprise her father for his birthday by
telling him she had decided to take a break from her career as a singer and
finish high school, but she wanted to return to her home town of Domino; and
she was finally ready to learn the company, just as he wanted. She had expected
to see him, but something worried her, something felt wrong, ‘What’s going on?
Why isn’t the power working? What if one of his mob connections…’
Reign turned the corner to enter the living room when she saw her father’s
lifeless body and heard the click of a gun as the cold metal was pressed to the
back of her head. All she could focus on was the blank stare and glassed look
of her father’s eyes, a trail of blood coming from his mouth and a single
bullet hole to the chest.
“Don’t move,” the voice was cold, emotionless, “keep your eyes on the ground.”
“Pease, don’t kill me,” Reign said, shifting slightly, causing her hair to fall
at just the right angle exposing part of a tattoo on her neck. She silenced her
mind enough to make out 5 different whispered voices, all male. Based on their
tone of voice, they had to be close to her age. “You can take anything in the
house. I’ll give you as much money as you want. I…I…I’ll do anything, just
please don’t kill me. I’m not even suppose to be home from tour yet, I promise
not to say anything…”
A second male stepped in front of her, “I’m going to blindfold you,” his voice
was soft, almost kind. After covering Reign’s eyes, he ran his fingers down the
left side of her face, from temple to throat. He was surprised when she leaned
into his touch. His hand moved to her hair pulling it back to expose the mark
at the base of her neck.
Reign felt the withdraw of the gun and the sound of the cock being put back in
place. “Strip,” the first male said “completely.”
Reign did as she was told, refusing to remove her neckless; it was a part of
her, something she never took off. She fidgeted under their gaze, as if, they
were appraising her at actuation. Her skin was littered with scars, burn marks,
bruises that hadn’t completely healed. She wanted to run, scream, but she was
frozen in place. She remembered something her father had told her, the reason
he had forced her to get the tattoo, his words rang loud and clear now, ‘It’s
for your safety. You know I’m connected to many underground crime rings, if any
of them see this tattoo, you will at least have a chance of surviving.’
“So, what we gonna do with her?” the voice sounded playful. “I mean, she hasn’t
seen what we look like, not to mention this body…” His words faded as Reign
felt nails slide across her chest and stomach. She flinched, a soft moan
escaping her lips. “I think the little slut enjoys this.” He ran his fingers
over her tattoo, “Do you know this is? It’s a brand. It marks you as a whore.
It gives us permission to do whatever we want without consequence.” His
cockiness carried a hint of malice.
Reign felt his weight shift, something had been thrown at him, “Koroshi, tie
her arms behind her,” The first male said. It was apparent he was in charge.
“With pleasure,” He said, his voice reflecting a smile. He pressed himself
against her back, the bulge of his pants made it painfully obvious, he wasn’t
trying to hide the fact he wanted her, as he slid hands down her arms in a
sensual manor. “I’ll try to be gentle, but I can’t promise I’ll be able to,” he
whispered, leaning in so his breath tickled her ear.
‘Why is my heart pounding?’ Reign thought. She hissed than moaned as the rope
bit into her flesh. ‘What is wrong with me?’
“Your room,” The fourth male grabbed her away from the one called Koroshi, and
escorted her to the stairs. “Which room is yours?”
“The entire 3rd floor of the east wing is mine,” Reign answered. ‘Is it true,
am I turned on by this?’ She tried to rationalize her actions as she fumbled up
the stairs. The entirety of the room was fit for royalty. The bed was a four-
post canopy, much larger than a king, a balcony overlooking a pond and garden;
vanities, dressers, chests, wardrobes, paintings, photographs, and Reign’s
albums lined the walls. The room had its own private bath complete with two
extra large walk-in closets. ‘No! It can’t be. It’s not true. These men broke
into my house, killed my father in cold blood, probably the servants too,
there’s no way I’m getting turned on…it’s just my body reacting, doing what I
need to survive.’ She was suddenly thrust forward caused her stumbled and fall
onto the bed.
“Hey Kyra,” Koroshi said.
“Yeah, what,” It was the voice of their leader, Kyra.
“I know we have this mission and all, but, well…”
“While Hanta is calling the boss,” the gentle one said, irritation ringing in
his voice, “we want to have some fun with the kitty.”
Koroshi grumbled, “Satsujin.”
“What about you Nikuya?” Kyra asked.
“Can I cut her?”
Satsujin snapped at him, “No! If the boss lets us keep her she’ll be my kitten,
besides, you got the last girl and look at how that turned out,” Reign could
hear the glare in his voice, “she was supposed to belong to all of us, but you
got primary dibs, and within a week you had blead her dry. Well not this time,
each of you have had primary dibs, and ended up killing them.”
‘They must be using code names,’ Reign thought she had managed to right herself
and was sitting in the center of her bed. She was taking in everything they
said, looking for clues. ‘They must be good at what they do to have earned
those names.’ Different scenarios raced across her mind, like being suspended
as one took her from front and the other behind; in another scene she was on
her knees looking up at them, their faces hidden by shadows, and each were
“punishing” her with riding crops: hitting her breast, her sex and ass, arms,
and back telling her she had brought this upon herself; and the last image she
was forced down on all fours and made to suck them off as they took turn raping
her from the front and back.
“Boss,” The fifth male, Hanta, said, “We have a problem…No, he has been taken
care of…Yes the staff as well, all but one…No he never came in…You see, he
dropped our problem off and drove away…His daughter…Cut Short…Understood.”
There was a pause as he ended the call, “Stop quarrelling. Oh, fearless leader
we need to chat. You three can play with the bitch all you want, however,
Bosses orders, under no circumstances are you to penetrate her, in other words
no fucking of any kind.”
The sound of the door latching terrified Reign. She was alone with a butcher, a
professional killer, and a slayer; all titles those in the Underground fought
for. She felt the bed shift, as they formed a triangle around her. She tried
backing away from them, but it was no use. A hand wrapped around her ankle and
yacked her down, “AAAHHH!” she yelled. “Please,” a whimpered escaped he lips,
“Please don’t.”
“Don’t be scared kitty,” Satsujin said, “we won’t hurt you to badly. In fact,
this will be quite pleasurable for you.” He roughly pushed he legs apart,
causing her to yelp, and yanked her against him; his desire pressed into her as
his nails digging into her flesh.
“Aaahhaa!!!” Koroshi flicked Reign’s right nipple before twisting it between
his fingers, yanking and kneading her breast, he spanked her flesh, nothing
kind or unforgiving in the he touched her. “Ahnn,” her body instinctively
arched as she wriggled under there sadistic taunts, Nikuya circled his tongue
around her left nipple, sucking and biting her hard, making deep red ridges
over her ribs, as he dragged his nails across her skin. They were causing her
pain, but the way they did it made her want more. Reign tried to fight them,
but they held her in place. Satsujin’s nails, piercing the sensitive skin of
her inner thighs, was enough to have her moaning “Mmn…Mnn…”  They ran their
hands up and down her body again and again. She could feel tiny droplets of
blood trickle from the deeper scratches, no longer in control of her actions
she could no longer be silent, “HAHH…Uhh…”
Lips brushed her right ear, his breath hot, words harsh and degrading,
taunting, “I bet you’re soaked,” Koroshi kissed the side of Reign’s throat.
“You’re such a little whore,” he whispered barring his face in her neck,
“letting us touch you like this.” They could tell she was approaching her
climax, and continued to tease her body, refusing her the one thing that would
push her over the edge, “I want to hear you beg, beg us to take you.”
Reign hadn’t noticed the others come back, “Please,” she beg, in a voice
unrecognizable to her, “Please, more, more, I need you, need to fill you inside
me, please, please fuck me.” The words were nothing shy of true lust, “Please
fuck me now.” She felt Kyra and Hanta join her on the bed, could feel all 5
smile as their lips barely touched her skin, their tongues brushed the bleeding
cuts. ‘What are you saying, what are you thinking? These guys just killed your
dad in cold blood and your begging them to…to…’ Reign kept screaming to herself
trying to rationalize against her newly found lust.
“We have about an hour,” Kyra said cruelly.
Hanta added, “To find out what she knows.”
“The boss will be here by then,” Kyra finished.
“While you were playing,” Hanta said, “we found some toys in the study.”
Without warring, Reign’s bindings were cut; Kyra and Hanta bit into her inner
thighs, Koroshi bit into her right breast, Satsujin bit into the left side of
her neck, and Nikuya bit into her left forearm, all hard enough to draw blood.
Her body arched, she gasped in pain finally reaching her climax as the world
around her became dark.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Reign’s body moved under a gentle touch. Soft moans escape her lips, as she
became aware of her, not so visible, surroundings. Reign’s arms and legs were
now tied to the bed posts; her head swimmy, her heart pounded, she was
terrified. “Our boss will be hear soon,” The velvet sound of Satsujin’s voice
echoed in the room, “his orders were clear, we cannot touch you,” she could
hear the smirk in his voice, “well we can touch you all we want, we just can’t
take your body.” Reign felt a sudden pinch in her forearm fallowed by a burning
sensation, “I’m starting an IV, but don’t worry it won’t kill you, it’s just a
simple little serum to make you more compliant for our boss. You won’t be able
to lie to him while you’re on it.”
“Why are you doing this?” Reign had been attacked multiple time over the years,
giving who her father was. She was always able to keep a level head and think
through any situation, but this was different asked, “Please stop. I’ll tell
you anything. You don’t… you don't have to do this,” Pulling on the stretchy
cloth that held her arms and legs, she tried sitting up, but her restrains held
her in place.
“Because your father wasn’t so forth coming, this is the only way…” Satsujin’s
voice trailed, Reign could tell he was focused now.
“Our boss said information is locked away,” Koroshi said, his voice caused
Reign to jump. “This serum is designed to help unlock those memories.”
“That should be good, now let’s have a look at these scratches,” Satsujin
gently applied a cream to every bite and cut, pausing over the mark he had
placed on her neck. “Your assumption of our age is correct, I could tell that’s
what you were think that earlier.”
“Are you sure that will take effect by the time he arrives,” Kyra’s asked. She
felt Satsujin nod. “Alright then, Koroshi and Nikuya do something with the
remaining servants. Hanta and I are going to search the place, you stay here to
make sure that doesn’t actually kill her. While you’re at it, try to get
something out of her before he gets here, you know how I hate being in the dark
about our missions.”
Reign heard her door latch, as Satsujin lay beside her. He propped himself up
with one arm and started tracing lines over Reign’s body. His touch was
different this time, it was light and kind, soft and gentle. ‘What could I
possibly know? My father kept me in the dark about everything, everything but
the company and his mob connections.’ Reign snapped back to reality when she
felt his fingers run across her already hard nipples, giving them a quick
pinch, he continued down her body, stopping at her hips and making his way back
up with gentle circles. She arched and moved with his touch wishing he would
continue touching her like this forever as soft moans escaped her lips. This
felt more intimate and less humiliating, nothing like the way he touched her
before. ‘Is this the drugs?’ Reign thought. “My body is so hot, why?”
“It’s a side effect.”
‘My body is burning; this lust, I haven’t felt anything like it before,’ a
memory of her past life came in to view. ‘No, there was on time, I was rushing
into battle, no longer his slave, but a warrior queen, his queen.’ The lust
continued to grow inside her, making Reign want to feel him entering her body,
raw and unprepared. The was another side effect, Reign was no longer afraid and
beginning to think clearly once again. All she had to do was be patient, to
wait quietly and hope she wasn’t killed before help arrived.
“Do you know why they left me?” He asked, continuing without waiting for her
reply, “I have more restraint. My companions are far too eager to fuck, but I
enjoy taking my time. I prefer make the women want me.” He moved to straddle
Reign’s hips, she could fill his desire pressing against her sex as he leaned
down leaving a trail of tinder kisses from her neck to each breast, taking
turns sucking, twisting and pinching her nipples, occasionally biting them.
“You have no idea how much I want to fuck you. I want to fill your lips around
my shaft,” he ran his thumb over her bottom lip before nipping it.
Seto’s last words before the accident played in her mind, ‘Your lips belong to
me, I’m the only one allowed to bite them. Your body belongs to me, I’m the
only one allowed to touch it. Last, you belong to me, I am the only one allowed
to take your innocence.’
“I want to fill just how tight you are, as I burry myself in your…” Satsujin
leaned in pressing his full weight on Reign, his warm breath tickled her ear as
he dangerously whispered the last word, “pussy.” She breathed heavily, unable
to hide her moans, not that she was resisting, now the drug had completely
taken over her body. “Do you want me?” he asked, before pressing his lips to
hers, sliding his tongue along them begging they part, his fingers dipped
between her legs.
Her hips bucked automatic as his fingers toyed with her sex, “Mmn,” she moaned.
Reign’s lips separated allowing his tongue access. ‘His kiss has a hint of
danger. I’ve never been kissed like this, not even by Seto, how could I deny
him anything?’ She nodded as he deepened the kissed, ‘This hot feeling, is it
the drugs or my own lust begging to be free. I don’t understand? His hands, his
touch, it seems familiar, but how, from where?’
She felt him smirk against her neck, “So eager.” The kiss was broken as the
door opened, both captor and hostage panted heavily, breathless. “I promise I
will make you mine when the time is right,” he whispered into her ear, before
removing himself from the bed, “She all yours boss.”
Once the room was empty; the man removed Reign’s bonds and pulling her off the
bed. Standing behind her, he removed the blindfold and pulled her hair back,
twisting it around his hand. “Have you figured out who I am?” he asked as he
kissed the mark on the base of her neck.
“Elric,” Reign answered.
“What gave me away?” the man asked as he held Reign’s hair tightly and moved to
stand in front of her. Reign’s haunting gaze was almost enough to make Elric
rethink the situation. “You managed to escape my men in Dublin.” He sighed, “My
father isn’t telling anything and yours hasn’t been very forth coming, with the
truth when it comes to you and that friend of yours.”
“What truth is that?” Reign held Elric’s copper gaze. He was almost frozen and
hadn’t notice her remove the IV. She was 10 years younger than him, but his age
meant nothing to her.
“Your fathers secret project.”
“The Atlantis Project?” she questioned. Reign took noticed how Elric’s hair
shined like raven’s wings, “I know nothing about it,” her tone was short. The
drugs were out of her system and she was thinking clearly, “Wait you said those
men in Dublin worked for you? Do you have any idea what that bastard tried?”
“Yes,” His tone was dark, and his aura reflected pure evil, “and for that his
pieces will never be found. Now, back to the project?”
Reign, wasn’t stupid, she had figured out they were assassins and her knowing
what they looked like meant her death, now she knew Elric had hired them to
find out about her father’s side project, “Even if I knew something,
intoxicated or not, I’d never tell you.”
Within an instant Reign was pinned to the bed, Elric looked down at her, taking
her in appraisingly; her hour glass figure, porcelain skin, flowing moonbeam
hair, mystiours sea eyes, and her perfect round and plump 38C breast. “The only
way you’re making it out of here alive is to stain your hands,” he growled
darkly. Elric shifted, positioning himself between Reign’s legs, moving her
arms where he held both wrist, he squeezed her chest causing her to cry out
from the pain, “I think, before I kill you, I’ll take your virginity. It’s to
bad actually, this group really a pet.”
Reign began fighting against his weight, “No…Stop…Get off…” When she was 12,
she often fantasized about Elric. “Stop…Your hurting me…” Ciel, and Aloysius
told her it was normal for girls that age to have “dirty” thoughts, air quotes
include, about guys, and Elric was everyone’s walking wet dream. He was always
with Aloysius and Ciel, so he often came with them to pick her up from school.
Every girl in her class talked about him and how they all had a crush on him.
If only they could have seen just how dangerous he was. In public he seemed
kind, behind closed doors his true colors shown. He took advantage of most of
Reign’s classmates, and when they tried to say no he forced them.
“Stop…Please…Please don’t…Get off…No…Don’t touch me…Not there…”
“I’ve wanted to do this for the last 6 years,” his hand slid over her and he
began playing with her clit. “That very first day I saw you playing by the
fountain, I wanted you. No, it started before that, it started the day You
chose Yamato” He slipped a finger in her, “And don’t think I didn’t notice your
little crush, and when you started to develop.” He slipped a second finger into
her.
“Stop…” Reign yelled, whimpering at the feel of his fingers stretching her
entrance. ‘I have to do something.’ She was determined to get away from him.
‘If Seto can take a life, the life of his father, I can take Elric’s.’
He was prepping her, she knew he was large, and he knew he’d do more damage if
she wasn’t prepped. Elric nipped at her ear, “Do you remember the first time
you saw me? I’ll let you in on a little secret, I left the door open expecting
you to walk in on me.” Elric was about to insert a third finger, when Reign was
thrust into a flashback.
She was 12 and her father had just informed her about their moving to the
states. Elric was 22 and every girl’s wet dream. Thirty minutes earlier Reign
had spilled a gallon of paint on him. He had gone to wash up and was just
getting out of the shower. The bathroom door was open, so Reign walked in.
Until that moment she hadn’t see a real penis. “I’m s…so…sorry,” embarrassment
echoed in her voice. “I…I…I did…didn’t know…”
Elric wrapped the towel he’d been drying his hair with, around his waist, “It’s
alright.” He put his hand on her head, “It’s my fault, I must not have latched
the door.” He glanced down to see a bright red blush, “Reign are you ok?”
“Yes,” the girl squeaked.
“Maybe I should get your dad.”
“No!” the tone was louder than it should have been.
Elric looked down into sea-green eyes. Reign was holding his wrist in between
her breast. She was already more developed then other girls her age, he guessed
she was at least a 36B, “If you keep looking at me like that I cannot be held
accountable for my actions.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just, I’ve never seen, well, you know, not even a picture in
health class.”
“How about this, you don’t tell your dad, and I’ll help you with your anatomy
homework.”
“Really!” Reign’s eyes lit up. She knew Elric had heard her complaining and not
wanting her dads help.
She followed him to the room his was staying in. He laid back on the bed and
started answering question after question, not bothering to put on his cloths.
Reign moved to sit beside his head, Elric instinctive rested his head in her
lap.
“What does it feel like?”
The question took him by surprise, “It feels like skin, but a little veiny.”
“What do you mean?” She was staring at the bulge hidden by the towel.
“Do you want to touch it? That’s the only way I can explain it.”
“Is it ok to?”
Elric took hold of Reign’s hand showing her how to pump him. His shaft was
already half erect, with her rubbing him, he was growing in his hand.
“Mmn, don’t squeeze to tight.”
“My hand barely wraps around, are they all big like this?”
“They come in different sizes. I’m above average. The most common sizes 6” in
length and 1.5” wide or girth.”
“So how big are you?”
“I’m about 13” in length and 3.5” in width.”
“One of my friends told me they taste salty.”
“Do you want to taste it?” he looked at her with a raised brow. “You can
explore my body in any way you want. I’ll tell you if you do something that
hurts, like how you were squeezing to tightly.”
Elric was her first to sexual encounter in many ways. He taught her how to make
out, give head, he even went down on her; he’d shown Reign many positions, her
favorite being the “69 position” with her on top. She also enjoyed Mammary
intercourse, where she would letElric fuck her breasts, as she sucked his tip.
She’d told him it was becauseshe wanted Seto to have her virginity and she
planned to give it to him before she moved.
Reign came crashing back to reality when she heard Elric’s zipper. She was so
innocent back then, the flash back had given her an idea, something he wouldn’t
expect. “Elric, please,” she said, in her best 12-year-old voice, “I don’t want
it like this.” This new resolve caused him to waver, “You’re right, I did have
a crush on you. That guy from Dublin, hearing you killed him for me. You don’t
have to take my life. I really don’t have a clue about The Atlantis Project,
but I can tell you about another project.” Reign knew the 5 were stand by the
door listing, they were in the dark about Elric’s true goal and they didn’t
trust him.
“What project would could interest me as much as The Atlantis Project?”
“I’ll tell you while fuck my tits,” Reign looked into Elric’s eyes, remembering
how his past life had ended, “just like you did when I was 12, when I shared my
gift. I told you about the battle and single shot to the heart. Please, that’s
the Elric I want. After I’ve told you, you can give me to the guys you hired
tonight.”
How could he deny her request, as he fucked her chest and played with her clit,
she sucked him off. He didn’t notice the group of 5 were watching them or Reign
take his gun. “You are such a whore,” he talked down to her, “That’s a good
little slut. Suck me, Ahh!! Suck me like a fucking whore. You dirty little
slut, you are so fucking wet. Even now, after all this time apart, you remember
what I like.” One final thrust and he was cuming. Knowing how much she hated
it, he forced her to swallow him. She gaged and coughed around his still erect
shaft. “Now it’s time for your tight wet pussy to get a taste.” He started
pumping himself as he withdrew from her mouth his seed spilling on her breast
and stomach, “I promise to make this the most painful experience of your life.”
“My father was almost finished with something called The Assassination
Project,” She felt him spread her lower lips, and without warning his hand came
down hard on her sex. “Ahh! The reason…I thought it would…interest you…” She
squeezed her eyes tight and clinched the sheets gritting her teeth against the
pain, vibrating through her, “Mnn! I know…you…like working…with…” tears fell
from her eyes, “Ohh! Assassins…and this…this project…” When he finished his
assault she was raw, swollen. “If this project gets finished, the mob,
assassins, and everyone in between, will be in danger. Crime bosses everywhere
will be on the run, hunted like rats.” He didn’t seem phased by this news, but
the group at the door, was eager to learn more, “Elric, please don’t do this.”
He rubbed his tip against her, getting into position, he started sliding into
her entrance. Tears slide down her checks and he thumbed them away, “I’ve
waited so long to claim you.” Even with him prepping her, he was still too big,
“Your father’s project doesn’t worry me. I can have the team kill in an
instant.” The sound of a gunshot echoed, followed by the sound of Elric
screaming, “Fucking bitch, I’ll fucking kill you!”
The group walked in just in time to see their boss fling Reign against the
wall. He squeezed her throat tightly, a second shot rang out. Elric feel to the
ground, Reign covered in his blood. The last thing she remembered was a cloth
covering her mouth and nose, the world went black after that.
Reign sat in the back of an ambulance, a blanket draped around her shoulders
and her knees pulled to her chest, unsure of how much time had passed. ‘I shot
him,’ She was in a state of shock, the world around her seemed to buzz by. In
the second ambulance, Elric laid barely breathing. The first shot had grazed
Elric’s leg, but the second shot nicked his heart. She stared down at her
hands, ‘Why didn’t they kill me?’ she thought. ‘What are you going to do with
me?’
“Reign,” she heard three voices shout above everyone, “Reign! Let go of us!”
Sebastien, Ciel, and Aloysius were fighting to get through the officers. As
they argued with the cops, Reign flung herself into Aloyisus’s embrace. He
collapsed to the ground holding Reign tightly to his chest. Ciel wrapped his
over shirt around the girls trembling form as she sobbed uncontrollably.
“I want to go home,” she cried, “Please take me back to Domino, back to Seto.”
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