This is something that came to me one night as I was trying to sleep. I don't know where it even came from; it just appeared!

Anyway, I knew I had to write it down right away or else I'd forget or something. This is Angst, my second fic in this genre. Yes, I am working on my other Angst fic. Yes, the next chapter is almost done and it will be up soon.

As you may have noticed from my posted fics and favorites, I am a very big fan of a certain pairing. If you can't figure it out, then you'll have to read this in order to. Also, this is very important. I have never written anything even remotely like this before, so I'm a little nervous. If you don't like reading about the subject of rape, then please do NOT read! No, I have no plans whatsoever to turn this into a lemon, but certain scenes will be implied. I will NOT go into depth about certain scenes! So before you decide to flame me and tell me how sick I am, let me take the time to say that rape/sexual assault on anyone MAKES ME SICK! I am writing this because I feel the need to express my feelings on it and I want to explore how one character from 'Yu-Gi-Oh!' would handle it if she went though such an experience. I also want to write how I think her family, friends and fellow classmates would react/behave. This is also based on what I've read about in books and seen in movies and police shows. Yes, I know they don't portray the whole story and that some things are exaggerated or understated, but please bear with me; I'm not what you call an expert in this.

::: sighs::: Okay, here we go…

Usual disclaimers apply. I do not own 'Yu-Gi-Oh!' I do own several random characters that will appear throughout this story and I will point them out at the end.

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Descent Into Hell

By:

Red Phoenix Star

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Prologue: Innocence Shattered

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Thick, dark clouds rolled across the sky, obscuring the silvery moon above. Thunder rumbled following the brief flash of lighting. The telltale signs of an oncoming storm. This had been occurring for over an hour, yet rain had not fallen; instead the sky flashed and rumbled ominously. As if reminding all the occupants in the city below of its promise to bring rain. It was almost tranquil.

However; nothing was peaceful about what happened when a dark object speed down the well-kept street of the upper-class section of Domino.

The object, a slick-looking black car; sped along the more remote area of the sparsely populated wealthy community. As if the driver behind the wheel was looking for something.

They clearly found what they were looking for when they skidded to a sudden halt near a curb and the door swung open.

Instantly, two pairs of hands shoved out a small form, tossing it out. The figure rolled before stopping short against a paved wall. Then as quickly as it happened, the door slammed shut before it sped off, speeding down the street and disappearing into the darkness.

The stillness returned; bringing with it an air of apprehension and pain.

Slight movement came for the figure lying on the ground. They seemed to curl up into a ball, holding them in a fetal position. Almost as damp and just as shivering.

They were stained with blood and sweat.

The tiny, delicate form rocked back and forth. Their eyes, once so bright with promise and hope; were pained and crushed. Their long hair hung in damp clumps and stuck to a pale face once aglow and basked all present in its radiance. The pink lips moved very slightly, uttering not words but somehow speaking volumes with their silence.

"…no…"

A light, fearful voice passed through the lips; feminine and weak sounding.

"…no…please…please don't…"

Eyes filling with tears, the girl tucked her face into her knees and wept as the rain began to fall.

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The girl had finally managed to force herself to her feet and, staggering on trembling legs; made her way to the nearest house. Slipping through the open metal gate, she made her way up the smoothly paved path of the neatly manicured, tidy house.

It was clear that no one would answer her constant banging or soft cries. The lights were off and all the windows dark. All of the occupants too deeply asleep to hear the desperate pleas of the girl outside.

Giving up, she went to the next house, her body shivering from the cold that swept in with the rain; which was steadily growing heavier.

After finding a house with it's light on, she shakily made her way up the path and banged almost frantically on the fine oak door. Only to be opened a few minutes later by a woman in a long, satiny robe whose puzzled, annoyed look quickly turned to one of horror and fear.

"… please help me…"

The shocked woman's face disappeared once more behind the door with a loud 'BANG'.

The poor girl's situation had just became; if possible; worse.

Her watery, brown eyes stared out at the darkened door before her; now flat and lifeless. Turning around, she slowly trudged away from the house that turned her away.

Not knowing what else to do, she did the only thing she could think of.

She walked.

Her feet seemed to develop a mind of their own as they carried her further away from the charming houses and past larger, finer manors. Where they were guiding her she wasn't sure.

Anyplace had to be better than here.

Time lost meaning as she walked, crouched over and trying to warm herself in the chilly rain. Useless, she knew, but it was all she could do aside from moving forward. Her body was soaked through to the bone now. Her entire body and spirit numb from the cold of the weather and from the events that brought her to be dumped here.

Her feet were drenched and numb from rain and cold before she realized that she had passed the gate of a house. Looking up, she found that it was more that just a 'house'. It was more like a 'palace'.

The imposing, gray building stood out before her, darker from the torrents of water pouring from the Heavens. The large, iron gates were closed shut and a security camera swung from one of the high, cement posts of the wall. It seemed to pause on her small figure and almost critically examine her.

Deciding to at least try, she took a tiny step forward and gazed timidly up, her sodden, beaten form reflected in the glass lens. "…h-Hello? Is…anyone there…? I…I need help…"

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Seto Kaiba brushed his chestnut bangs out of his face, his ice-blue eyes reflecting his frustration and general tiredness. 'Damn idiots. Should have known not to place this into the hands of a rookie…' He was fuming over a computer program that he had developed, yet one of the new, young engineers working on it had made several mistakes and now it wouldn't function properly. 'That teaches me for letting some kid handle something so delicate." He inwardly snapped; though Kaiba was hardly one to call him a kid, being even younger than the engineer; who was barely a year out of college.

Checking his watch, he frowned. It was 10:30, yet he was exhausted. He'd been up since 5:20 that morning working and has stopped briefly only to eat. He felt a twang of guilt for not having spent much time with Mokuba that day and silently swore to make it up to him later. 'Yeah, how many times have I said that and never done it?' He sighed, then decided to close up for the night. At least he could go and say good night to his little brother before turning in himself.

Just as he was shutting down, his phone beeped. Scowling, he picked it up. "Kaiba!" This had better be important, he thought acidly.

"Sir! I'm terribly sorry to disturb you, Mr. Kaiba…" It was one of his security guards, Akashi.

"What is it?" He snapped.

"Mr. Kaiba, there's someone out by the front gate."

"At this time of night?!" He exclaimed, sounding both angry and suspicious.

"It appears to be young lady sir."

Oh Gods, that's the last thing I need right now; a stalker! Kaiba thought, exasperated and furious.

"Tell them to go away! I don't have the patience to deal with some half-witted fangirl with has nothing better to do than to follow me around like a lost puppy!"

Akashi cleared his throat before continuing. " I don't think it's anything like that, sir. She seems to be asking for help."

"If she's a stalker, then definitely so."

"Mr. Kaiba, I'm looking at her right now via the surveillance camera and…" Here the guard paused before he seemed to suck in a breath. "…oh Gods.."

"What?" Kaiba asked, irritation fading slightly at the tone in Akashi's voice. It didn't sound good.

A moments pause. Then…

"Sir? I…She appears to have been attacked…"

A strange chill coursed through Seto Kaiba's body as this was relayed to him. It was a moment before he answered, in a lower, calmer voice. "I'll be right down. Go out to the gate and I'll meet you there." Hanging up, he strode out of his office.

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The instant Kaiba reached the bottom floor, there was an anxious-looking maid waiting for him by the front door with a large umbrella. She held it out to her employer as she opened the door. "Mr. Akashi is waiting for you outside, Sir." She stated simply, her dark brown eyes wide and concerned. "Should I call the police now?"

"Let me have a look for myself. If this isn't some sort of hoax, then call the police." He answered as he opened umbrella and strode out into the storm, sheets of rain coming down around him. His long strides guided him down the path away from the Kaiba Mansion. From the moment he first heard, his mind was racing with endless possibilities. Who was this girl? What was she doing here? Was she really hurt? Or was it some sort of clever ruse set up by another rival company?

'Well, if it is the latter, then this girl is going to see that no one plays around with Seto Kaiba and gets away with it!' And even as he tried to convince himself that this was some amateur attempt to break into his house and steal secrets, one tiny part of him knew. If any one were out to get him (and there were many), then they certainly wouldn't play upon his sympathy for others; seeing as how he had very little of it to begin with.

Just as these thoughts passed through his brain, he reached the front gate. Standing there was Akashi; tall, broad shouldered and dark hair that fell neatly to his shoulders. He stood on the outside, umbrella over his head, gazing at something on the ground. He looked up to face his boss. Though dark glasses covered his eyes, his face appeared white.

Kaiba knew, in that instant, that this was no hoax.

Grim-faced, he approached his guard, who was standing over a huddled form with his umbrella held out over them, shielding them from the rain. He waited for the man to speak.

"When I got out here, she looked…scared." His face was completely ashen. "Sir, she looked at me and…well…"

"What?" A heavy feeling settled into the young CEO's stomach.

With a sigh, Akashi took off his dark glasses, revealing dark, hazel eyes that seemed shocked and somber. "She said…she said, 'Please don't turn me away. Please. Please help me.'" Blinking suddenly, Akashi swiftly putt his glasses back on and continued. "I told that she wasn't being turned away and that I was to wait with her until you came out. Sir."

It was then that Kaiba took a good look at the small form, huddled against the stone pillar. Her thin arms were wrapped around her legs and her face buried against her knees. Her long hair clung to her body in a darkened, reddish-brown curtain. He then noticed with rising horror that her clothes were badly torn and there were cuts on her wrists, arms and legs.

'Oh great,' Kaiba thought, feeling slightly sickened; realizing just what kind of assault this poor girl had been through. As he looked closer, he felt something; like he was familiar with the girl before him.

'She looks familiar, but where have I seen her?'

With a feeling of dread, Kaiba reached out and touched a slender shoulder. She jerked, as if she'd been poked with a cattle prod. Looking up, Kaiba nearly fell over in shock as he looked into a face he first saw only a few months ago.

Warm brown eyes once sparkling with warmth and sincerity; were now glittering with fear and mistrust. Tears rolled down the flushed cheeks of someone Kaiba first met in his Battle City finals tournament.

"Serenity Wheeler…"

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Wow. I finished the prologue.

Yes, I own Akashi the security guard. Actually, he's chief of security around Kaiba Manor. I also own the maid; I'll call her Aoi.

Oh, I also own the plot, so don't steal it or else….

It should also be known that Serenity is my favorite character. She is very sweet, warm and kind. She's also very pretty and generous and could really do some good for our favorite bad boy CEO. (Truth is; she reminds me of Serena/Usagi from 'Sailor Moon', so that's why I like her ^__^.)

Review please. Flames will be used to burn the guys who hurt Serenity.