Prove your worth, Black Knights!

Misa, a young girl who had been taken to Italy for interrogation without Soichiro knowing, had been sitting in a room with another woman. It wasn't like anything she had seen in action movies, where the police throw a person into a dark room and had only a flashlight to see anything. The Giove hadn't been as ruthless because they gave her a full course meal with steak and rice, along with some mango tea. She was really enjoying the luxury that was being given! However, she had to be careful. These were still dangerous people, regardless of how well they treated her. She needed to stay on guard if she wanted to stay alive.

In front of her was a brown table with files and a coffee mug on it. A woman sat across from her and read the newspaper that was like... 50 years old! Like seriously, who even reads the newspaper now? Anyway, the woman cleared her throat and gained Misa's attention. "Well, I must say. You look like a fine young girl my nephew would like. Say, if you happen to leave this room alive, want to go on a little date with him?" The lady asked Misa and she shook her head in response. The woman clicked her tongue and got a sip of her coffee before giving a stone cold stare at Misa. She hadn't looked away; She looked straight ahead and tried her best to remain calm. "I'm Ginevra Di Angelo and you are... Misa. A former ally of Bakura, a man who should be in Vindice Prison for the crimes of slaughtering innocent families three months ago. You suddenly switched sides and hopped on over to Giove XII's guardians, who had absolutely no idea who you were. You helped them when they were at their lowest of suffering a loss against the poor fool."

Her words hadn't struck a nerve into Miss's mind. They weren't meant to, anyway. All Ginevra was doing was stating the facts. She hadn't seemed to be the type of woman who would just speak rudely to people for no reason at all. "Y-yes, your right. I had... worked with Master Bakura for nearly most of my life. He's a wonderful person, really! If you guys could get to know him... maybe you'd understand why he's acting this way to the Giove." Misa said as she held a hand on her wrist, tight. She still managed to maintain eye-contact with Ginevra, who was rubbing her chin, and kept the image of Bakura in her mind. Ginevra rubbed her hands and sighed loudly before speaking up, "You said 'Master Bakura'. That implies that you could still be working for him, either out of fear of his power or you just want to cripple the Giove's pride from the inside. Hypothetically speaking, you became a close friend of Soichiro in such a short amount of time and had been spotted around him a few times. Were you trying to figure out the perfect time to assassinate him without anyone suspecting you? You could be playing 'The Weak Girl' as an act to show that you couldn't harm even a single fly."

Ginevra was a smart woman. She searched for almost every situation possible in a case without leaving any openings for the suspects to lie about their intentions or whereabouts. Through this form of interrogation, she has won many cases involving murder, burglary, and illegal drug smuggling. It was all child's play for someone such as her and she yearned for a tough case. Hopefully, this one will be a bit harder to crack than the others. "I commend you, Miss Ginevra. You are truly a smart woman, but rest assured. I am no longer, by any means, working with Master Bakura to kill a successor to the Giove. That boy, Soichiro, has a heart of Gold that I would never try to harm. If you don't believe me..." Misa quickly pulled a knife from her boot and held it at her heart. Ginevra's eyes widened as Misa was threatening to kill her self... to show she couldn't hurt the boy. "I don't want to die. Believe me, Soichiro, I want to live a long life with everyone else. But I know that won't happen in the Mafia. Anyone who works in this... industry risks the chances of endangering innocent civilians and their family, who may not have any knowledge of it. It's such a sad way to live life... to always suspect that someone is ready to kill your own daughter to smite you... is truly pathetic. But I wouldn't mind fighting for the rest of my short life... if it's with you!" Misa's sad thoughts ringed through Ginevra's ears and the woman sighed as she took off her glasses.

"If you cooperate and give us intel, no matter how small it may be, about Bakura and his plans... we'll send you back to Japan with Soichiro. In return, you must never speak of what happened here in this room until we give permission." Ginevra's long green hair had a phone launch out of it and she dialed a number. Ginevra stood up with her mouth wide open, her eyes telling Misa that something bad has happened. Misa moved the knife from her chest and let out a shook gasp as she leaped over the table onto Ginevra. In the next moment, a wall on the right to Misa had exploded and Misa could feel the presence of a dangerous man.

Through the hole formed in the wall, a tall man had stepped through and waved at Misa. Ginevra hung up the phone and reached for her .50 in her jacket but the man had his pistol out and aimed it at her head. "I wouldn't do anything that would get you killed, Miss. You're a lovely lady, maybe we could go on a date sometime? Oops. Looks like I'm getting side tracked, aren't I? My orders were to bring Misa back to Lord Bakura and let him decide what to do with her. In my opinion, she should be hanged on a rope for betraying us all. But we'll get to see what your punishment is, won't we?" The man said as Misa stood up and threw her knife at the terrifying man. He moved his head to the side as it flew past him and began to start moving towards her. He lifted her up by her throat and make a "light" squeeze as she slowly lost consciousness. She tried to kick him in the face but it proved to be of no avail.

"Sleep tight, little princess. You'll be in the care of Bakura-san once more. After that... death."

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M

isa awoke in a soft, queen sized bed that had felt rather familiar. "Oh... I'm back in Master Bakura's home..." She sniffed the pillow her head had been resting on and happily sighed. "It smells just like him!", she said as she shot up from the bed and examined the area she resided in. Everything was perfect! Nothing had been touched or moved while she was away... everyone had been left the way it was. A knock on the door had alerted Misa to stay alert since she could be killed at any time. "Miss Misa! Bakura-sama has given you a fresh set of new clothes. He said to get dressed and wait for Mister Elric to come get you for the new meeting." Someone from the other side happily shouted as they opened the door and threw her clothes onto the bed. They had acted so quick that her brain didn't have enough time to register who the person was.

"Meeting? Master Bakura will be trying to figure out a punishment for me with the ones he trusts the most. The seven of them will be in an argument over me..." She said before going into a very harsh coughing fit. Blood trickled out of the girl's mouth and she wiped it off with her arm. She couldn't afford to lose anymore blood, if she wanted to survive the meeting with Bakura and his friends. Staring at her new uniform, she quickly had gotten dressed and prayed to God that she didn't die during the meeting.

The door forcefully swung open, a man had kicked it so hard that the hinges of the door fell out. He stared at her uniform with a smile on his face, a perverted one. Her long black coat had bringed out the mystery in her as she wore a black pelted skirt and a blue bow on her wrist. She covered her chest area to stop him from staring at her breasts, "Aren't you... supposed to take me to Master Bakura?" She asked the man and he turned around. He started to walk off with his hand high in the air and she hurried after him. Following the man down a long dark hallway without any source of comfort or way to see if she was actually going in the right direction. Misa panted as she saw light at the end of the hallway with a man standing in front of it.

Misa ran into him and his body disappeared from her vision as she stood in another dark room. A light had shined upon her as tall chairs had been revealed around her. A full circle of what appeared to be... 10 feet and higher chairs. The tallest had been most likely 76 feet tall! And it must have been reserved for Bakura. Soon, puffs of pitch black smoke had started to appear on top of the chairs. She counted each one in appearance and came up with the number that 6 people were here.

"We're still letting scum like this BREATHE?! After we took her in and fed her while she was dying!? I should be the first to kill her!" A deep voice boomed throughout the room. She was sure that the room was shaking because of his voice. Turning to the side, she glanced at the one who had first spoke up. He had short messy black hair that would have looked better if he had actually taken the time to brush it. He wore a purple turtleneck under his black overcoat with a necklace wrapped around his neck. It had a tiger tooth as a pendant. And for his lower attire, he wore tight black pants and brown timbs. A knife had been in his hand and he balanced the sharp tip of it on his index finger.

"Calm down, Seto. I'm sure our dear sister has a reason for running off without us. We should give her some time to explain her thoughts!" A feminine voice said as Misa's heart melted at the thought of her. She looked in the direction of the voice and put a hand over her heart. A woman with long auburn hair had been trying to console Seto, the first to speak about Misa's behavior. She wore black earrings that took the shape of a cross, showing off her love for the Bible and love for Jesus Christ. Her dark-orange eyes had been sparkling with positive energy. Her top attire had been a tight purple tank top with a tattoo on her left arm. It was just a pink rose, nothing more. A red cloak had been attached to her tank-top, a cloak that hid her lust for blood. Her lower attire had consisted of brown linen trousers with two belts wrapped around her waist and flip flops for her feet. Nothing more fitting. 

"No, I agree with Seto. Not on the kill part, of course. I believe punishing her in the dark room will be a good way to deal with her behavior! We can't be nice to her, even if she is sick. She needs to be treated just like how anyone else would in our... family." A low voice spoke as if it couldn't wait to torture Misa. Misa turned to the direction of the new voice and saw a man who could be in his late 20's. His red hair had been the most to gather her attention as it reminded Misa of blood. His gold eyes had been wide as he looked down at her, he seemed to love torture. His upper attire had been covered by a red cloak, most likely to conceal his weapons and prevent anyone from making counter ideas. He wore black cargo pants with brown boots, thats all that stood out to Misa. He didn't really seem to be the type to care for his appearance. "And Cecilia, you shouldn't be so easy on her. She could have given the enemy intel on our identities or our skills." He said in a matter of fact tone.

"You're right, Kaiba. We shouldn't act so rashly, however. I don't think we should use something as bad as the dark room. It's just terrible for a beautiful girl like that to be isolated from her own senses! Maybe we should let her keep seeing those 'friends' and have her act as a spy. It's important to learn more about our enemies." Elric said as he sat on his chair with a beer in hand. The old bastard was wearing a fur coat made out of the skin of a wolf. Misa moved her head away so she couldn't look at him. "I doubt the rest of you care enough about Misa to save her. Cecilia and I believe she should be put on a leash, not a tight one, but one where we limit what she can do. It's unlikely that she would tell anyone about our identities. She knows full well that it would bring more harm than good to those brats. Seto and Kaiba want to kill her to rid ourselves of unnecessary problems, I am well aware of that. But... Let's hear what Lord Bakura has to say."

Elric gestured to the highest chair, which only one man sat on. Bakura slammed his hand on the armrest of his stone chair, breaking it into small pieces and had glared at Misa. His eyes... gave the look of betrayal and loneliness that soon turned into rage. A dark aura had enveloped Bakura in his silent fit of rage. The very room began to shake in his anger, causing Seto to grin at his leader's power. Cecilia's mouth had been agape as the dark power Bakura had unleashed began to form cracks in all of their chairs. "Misa, I'm furious." Bakura growled out as she took a step back in fear of what he might do. In a blink of an eye, Bakura stood in front of her and embraced her into his arms. "When you left, I was afraid that you may have gotten hurt or worse. I'm sorry if I was scaring you, Misa. But what I'm doing... is for the sake of us all..." He put a hand on her cheek as a stream of tears left her eyes and she hugged him tightly. He rubbed her pink hair and soothed her as she cried, earning a smirk from Cecilia.

"But, as you know, you can't go unpunished for leaving without permission. I'm sure we will all figure out a punishment that's safe... such as helping Cecilia clean up the medical department of our home. Or maybe helping Elric with his cars... or better yet... Seto being your supervisor for the next three months." Bakura lightly spoke as Seto grinned and pointed a finger at Misa. He cackled as Misa looked at him and stuck her tongue out. "Of course, it hasn't been decided just yet. Cecilia, take her back to her room and make sure to repair her door. And Seto, stop gloating. You haven't won this duel just yet." Elric said as Seto groaned and Cecilia lifted Misa onto her back. The woman had then disappeared.

Soon enough, it had been time for Misa to go to sleep. In a pink nightgown, Misa had tucked herself into bed and let out a tired sigh. A knock on the door had got her attention and Cecilia had walked inside her room. Grabbing a chair next to her desk, Cecilia sat on it next to Misa's bed. "Hi, CiCi... why are you here?" Misa asked and Cecilia had passed to think of an answer. She held up her left arm and showed the rose tattoo on it to Misa. "You remember why I have this tattoo? It's to remind me of what I'm here to do. It's to help the rose bud blossom into a beautiful flower. So when you ran off... I got scared. I thought you got into trouble with the Giove or... maybe even worse. Bakura was beating himself up about it the most. He didn't show it but he was furious at himself for being so weak to make you want to leave his side." Cecilia said as Misa clenched her blanket in guilt of what the older woman had said. Misa kept her head low and avoided contact with Cecilia's eyes.

"I'm sorry that... we had dragged you into this life. I'm so sorry!", Cecilia wrapped her around Misa and began to start sobbing uncontrollably. Misa too started crying and buried her face in Cecilia's chest. Kaiba, who had just been wondering the halls, had heard the two girls crying. He ignored them and slipped a red note under the doorway. He then left the two to cry. "I'm so sorry, CiCi! I didn't mean to make you cry!" Misa said after wiping away her tears with the sleeve of her gown. Cecilia rubbed Misa's back and gave her usual smile. "It's okay, Misa. I'm fine, really! I just needed my little sister back. And she is. Oh! Gosh! Go to bed, its way past your curfew. You still need to sleep so don't bother worrying about anything else." Cecilia softly spoke and walked to the door. She crouched down and saw the red note that Kaiba left earlier. She picked it up and left the room, waving goodbye to Misa.

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Cecilia stood inside a room, one that had the skulls of many families kicked aside. A throne that had the bones of all the people Bakura had single-handedly killed was in front of her. "Cecilia, I've tried my absolute best to kill those Giove trash for the last THREE months. All by myself. I thought I could get it all done without wasting anyone of my sisters or brothers talents. I appear to have been wrong! I can't take them all by myself, I've realized that now! I need my family to rise up and fuel our eternal flame of fury!!" He shouted with anger spewing out of his mouth. Cecilia watched Bakura stomp on a skull and crushed it to tiny pieces.

"I hate to ask this of you all, but I believe... its time we strengthen each other once more and bring those vermin down. The trash that stands in the way of OUR happiness cannot exist no longer. All of you will destroy them all. If you fail to bring me the heads of our enemies... Oh, who am I kidding? I know you all will succeed. NO ONE STANDS IN OUR WAY!" Bakura's voice boomed as his allies appeared in black smoke. They all wore black robes with the interior being a navy blue. Bakura held up his hand in the air and counted to 5. Cecilia lowered her head as she realized what he was about to do. "All of you have your own individual target. Study the fools and learn their weaknesses. All but one person is off limits: Soichiro Tsukuba. He's mine, and Seto, don't even THINK about killing him behind my back." Bakura warned one of the robed figures and disappeared from the room.

Cecilia shook her head at his dramatic exit and turned to the left. Kaiba had a book out and was reading it, totally ignoring what Bakura's orders. He was more or less focused on the ending to the PJO series, but Cecilia snapped her fingers to gain his attention. "Kaiba, we have work to do! Why are you so focused on a book than your mission?" Cecilia asked with a low voice and Kaiba sighed. He rubbed his eyes as he started walking forward, attempting to ignore the woman's existence. Eye twitching, she threw a swing for his back but he ducked and continued to walk away. "I'm not just reading a book, you ignorant fool. I'm studying my new target as we bicker over the stupid little girl." He threw his book at Cecilia and it swung open to show a blank page. He scoffed in annoyance as she just stared at the blank page.

Out of nowhere, a moving picture of Odysseus had appeared in the book. He looked to be playing a card game with his friends. Hopefully it wasn't blackjack or something close to it. "I'm studying his every move and he seems to be the PERFECT opponent for me. I'll enjoy breaking him... and his very soul!" Kaiba cackled as the book flew back into his hand. Kaiba threw out a peace out sign at Cecilia and disappeared into the shadows. She sighed as she looked at the picture of her target, who had looked about her type. "It's unfortunate... but as the big sister, I have to set an example for the younger ones. Misa, Seto, and those brats will know how strong their big sis really is!" Cecilia happily chirped and ran off in the opposite direction of Kaiba.

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"Go forth and bring me the prize we champions deserve. Go, my Knights of Death! Claim what is ours once more! Prove your worth to me!" Bakura shouted into the minds of his subordinates. All seven had nodded and each of them stood in various places of Namimori. Bakura's Black Knights Of Death march forward to claim the heads of the 12th Family while they don't even know they are being watched! Will they figure it out sooner than later or will one of them suffer the consequences? Find out when the next chapter releases. Stay tuned! Haha... toon.

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Ray: And we are back with another interview. Let's see, who haven't we interviewed yet? Oh, how about the main protagonist of the latest chapter? Misa... uh... we don't know her last name. But bring the pink hair babe out!

*Misa gets thrown into a chair without the slightest clue of why she was in a room with cameras pointed at her.*

Misa: Um, hello? Why am I here? Do I have to give the cartel money!?! I'll get their money, I just need more time!

Ray: What- why in God's name are you even affiliated with the cartel? NO! I DON'T WANNA KNOW! NEVERMIND! Anyways, Misa! You're hear to be asked some questions. So it's an interview and you'll be in a whole lot more soon.

Misa: Oh, so this is being broadcasted? Hi John from Tennessee!

Ray: ignoring that, let's get to the first question. Is your hair naturally pink or was it dye?

Misa: Actually, it was red before Bakura mixed my shampoo with pink hair dye. He claims it was an "accident" but I don't know.

Ray: So you are actually ginger? Thats nice to know. If given the chance, would you go back to your natural hair color?

Misa: Um, probably. If I think its time for a new change, so be it! Whose gonna stop me?!

*Suddenly, Bakura barges into the room and throws a pink wig at Misa while holding a razor.*

Misa: AHHHHHHH!!

Ray: CUT THE CAMERAS! CUT THE CAMERAS, I SAY!

*Connection terminated. Rebooting System.*

Ray: Ah, sorry about that. We just had a little camera malfunction!

You know they still saw that, right?

Ray: Shut up. Anyways, Misa. What illness or disease do you have? Most of the time that fans see you, you are usually coughing up more blood than any human should produce.

Misa: ...I can't say. It'd spoil the current story and have the fans already know what's going to happen.

Ray: Ni- so you're saying that the author is too lazy to do any research and just makes you vomit blood?

Misa: What?! No! This is actually serious, Ray!

Ray: But- Fine. Next question: What is your favorite artist or song?

Misa: Hm. My favorite song has to be Wolves from Selena Gomez. She's such an underrated artist!

Ray: Not really, no. 14 year old girls on Twitter still talk about her, Misa.

Misa: Twitter can't be brought up, its too corrupt.

Ray: Fair.

Misa: Next one, question man!

Ray: Okay. If you could have any super power, what would it be?

Misa: Hm... oh, I know! It'd be the power to talk to animals. It'd be funny to know what they are saying! They'd be able to send many humans to jail if they testified in court!

Ray: Facts but who would believe a talking dog or cat?

Misa: If you saw a dog talking, would you still choose not to believe it?

Ray: Fair. But dogs are man best friend! They wouldn't do anything like that.

Misa: Do you know why they are man's best friend? Since they can't talk, they cannot judge you for your poor decisions and horrible actions.

Ray: Huh, I never really thought of it like that.

Misa: Yeah, I know. Your brain is the size of my pinky toe!

Ray: Nah. Anyways, I think thats about it for this podcast! And Misa, if you are single by any chance...?

Misa: No. If a raccoon and dog had sex, you look like what they would produce.

*Connection terminated. Sick burn!*