Have Mokuba, somehow transported from America to Satellite

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[The KC Grand Prix had just ended that afternoon and Mokuba, now back in the control room, was busy discussing Kaiba Corp operations with his older brother. Visor still on, he was sending duelist data to the remote company server back in Japan. He studied the screen as he spoke...]

....and then he said that he would be interested in doing business with Kaiba Corporation. That's good news, right, Niisama? Maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all...?

[A familiar acknowledging "Hn" resounded from somewhere in the room and Mokuba smiled to himself, continuing the work.

Suddenly the lights started flickering and the computer before him crashed, the screen flashing blue before turning black. He heard a loud crackling noise --the sound of live electricity-- and watched with shock as the lights exploded and burned out, replacing the room that had just been bright with almost complete darkness.

Once his eyes readjusted to the sudden lack of light, he found the control room in chaotic disarray. Torn chairs tipped over, curtains ripped with holes, large craters in the control panel. What happened! Every thing was fine a moment ago.

Looking around for his brother in the mess, he felt his heart begin to race when he discovered that Seto Kaiba was nowhere to be found...]

Niisama where are you!!!? I'm scared! Niisama!!!

[Stumbling through the mess, he found a door and opened it, the Moon showering him in dim light, alerting him that day had somehow become night.

Now before him lay a ruined city... and he had to face it without his brother]

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[ruririi.livejournal.com]

[Kicking along a random peace of junk, Shia pouts and continues to walk. She then hears the scream and run towards it, thinking about how this would be the perfect opportunity to transform into a magical girl or something. But only in her dreams. She stops and sees the smaller boy. A Mokuba!]

O-Oh.. how cute! [She raises her hand] Mokuba!

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[Mokuba hears a voice. He isn't alone after-all! He sees a girl flagging him down and he stumbles toward her, almost tripping over rumble multiple times]

Miss? Where am...?

...wait, how do you know my name?

[Add confusion to his already weary state]

[ruririi.livejournal.com]

Because I-... oh. [She wants to tell Mokuba that she's God or something like that, but the poor boy looks like he's close to tears.]

Well.. you're on an island.. It's kinda a different world from where you're from. Away from... [She's having a bit of trouble explaining this situation without making things sound bad.]

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[He hasn't forgotten him]

Have you seen Niisama? I was just with him and now he's gone!

[ruririi.livejournal.com]

O-Oh! You mean Seto.. [Shia bites her lip] I actually haven't seen him.. B-But! Hey, I've only been here for a few days, but this island is pretty big, so he's gotta be around here somewhere, right? [Hopefully a Seto from his world came here too.]

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[Mokuba nods his head yes slowly, absorbing her words for a bit of hope that he desperately needs right now]

I suppose you could be right, miss. Niisama has to be somewhere.

[He smiles a bit through the tears of worry, looking up at her]

My name is...oh you already know my name hehe. What your name, miss?

[ruririi.livejournal.com]

Yes! All we need to do is look. I'm sure we'll run into him sooner or later. [She smiles and pats his head. Damn, this kid is only a few inches shorter than her. Shia hates being short sometimes.]

Oh, you can all me Shia~

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[He flinches a bit from the hand on his head. It was a gesture his Niisama used to do all the time when he was younger, and to have someone else do it.. just seems wrong]

Will you help me find Niisama, Miss Shia?

[ruririi.livejournal.com]

[Shia moves her hand back and apologizes. She must've hit a sore spot.. She brushes it off with a smile.]

Sure! There's some creepy people out there, but I'll protect you! [She was hoping for a dramatic background of some kind, but there was just the gleaming moonlight.]

[kidkaiba.livejournal.com]

[He watches her, wondering if he can truly trust her]

Creepy people?

[cancersparkles.livejournal.com]

[A feminine voice, soft and even, surrounds him. It might even feel as thought she's speaking into his very mind.]

Mokuba... [She will try sending some warm, comforting feelings his way.] Be not frightened.

[egyptianmage.livejournal.com]

Wow another Mokuba...

And Maha still looks like a 10 year old... *internal sobbing*

"Mokuba?" Sure it's a ten year old Dark Magician in human form saying that name. Sure there's a Set peering down from a fire escape that he climbed up on. But at least there's people who know him...

Damn this still looks bad doesn't it?