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Nobody Lives Happily Ever After
By; Evil MJ

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh, I just like to write stories, and mess with people

Warning: SEX, VIOLENCE, GORE. It doesn't get clearer than that people. If these things upset you in some manner, I am sure that Barney is on tv somewhere.

I want to thank everyone for their reviewes. Everyone knows that a writer is greedy for feedback, so you know I love every minute of it!!!

Katmon - lock your door!!! Keep the little sister out..sex is a brewing!!

I was asked if Joey slept with his sister. No he didn't, sorry I wasn't clear on that one. I will explain the whole Serenity, JOey situation later. So if you think you have this story figured out *evil grin* You may be surprised!!

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Chapter Six

Bones leaned against his desk with an amused grin on his gaunt face and shook his head in wonderment.

�Did you really threaten to shoot him?� He asked him undisguised awe.

Joey sighed audibly and folded his arms across his chest in a picture of paternal defensiveness.

"Yeah, reatreatened to shoot him. You can�t blame me man, he was practically doing her�� He trailed off his face turning a shade whiter than Bones� natural complexion.

Bones gave a little chuckle. �You�re right. I think I would do the same thing if it were my daughter. I�m glad I�m not you though; wait until you have to talk to Kyla again. Better dress warm Joey, I have experience with girls and I bet it is going to get mighty chilly.�

He sat down behind his desk in the well-worn office chair and opened the file that was sitting in front of him, a recorder sitting beside it with notes ready to be transcribed from the recently performed autopsy.

�We have an id on this one. Her name is Emiko Inoue. She�s a twenty-year-old theater student attending one of the local universities. Comes from a well off family, they reported her missing after she didn�t return home from rehearsal. She has a lead role in an upcoming play that the class is putting on.� He handed Joey a picture of Emiko.

A lithe dark haired Asian beauty, she was sitting with what he assumed to be her sister due to the resemblance, a wide smile lit up her delicately featured face. With a groan he put the photo down and sat down, suddenly feeling very worn out.

�We were able to identify her from her dental records. There wasn�t much left of her face, or hands, that was recognizable. I thought the last one was pretty horrific, but you have no idea how wrong I was.�

Startled at this omission Joey turned to his friend who held his gaze, his silence spoke volumes about the information he was going to present. It was very rare that Bones was at a loss for words, normally able to speak for the dead in a manner that was both professional and compassionate.

�This one wasn�t just murdered. Gods help us all, she was cannibalized.�

Shocked Joey could only look to Bones searching for some sort of comprehension, this was going way beyond his experience.

�Her flesh had been ripped and cut right off her body. At first I thought that perhaps wildlife or animals of some sort had picked at her, until I looked at the bones. She has been dismantled pretty well, and there are several marks that are indicative of a knife wound, similar to hacking and carving motions. The worst of it however, is the marks that are clearly made by teeth, human teeth. Who ever did this took it a step further and did more than just kill the girl, they were gnawing on her remains.�

Joey felt his stomach rebel and start to rise in his throat. He wasn�t just hunting a killer anymore, now he was hunting a monster.

�She�s been dead about a week judging from the state decomposition, she was thrown into the Harbour like the last one. Normally I would say our killer was very stupid to be disposing of a body in such a well populated area, but it occurred to me that who ever was doing this was counting on us to find his victims.�
Joey nodded in agreement. �This one likes the game, wants the recognition. I wouldn�t be surprised if they were watching when we dragged her out of the water. Shit Bones, if I don�t find this spook soon it�s going to be my job, and the Gods help me, I don�t know if I can see another kid die like this.�

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The Kaiba mansion stood tall and impressive, towering above the city below it, not unlike the man who inhabited it. Joey started at the gates and unconsciously bit at the inside of his mouth, a nervous habit in reaction to the chore he had to attend to. If he was right about everything that had been happening up to this point, then Seto Kaiba and his wife Isis should have each received a card, or perhaps one of them could be the sender. Troubled by the turn of events with not only the cards, but also his confrontation with Mokuba, he felt it was time to speak to Seto himself.

This was going to be ugly.

Lisa had taken the opportunity to chase some leads they had on the case. Earlier today they finally had a break when Joey noticed a common denominator in each of the killings. All the girls were performing on stage in one capacity or another, whether it be dancing, singing, or acting. There were also a couple of calls coming in on the tip line that they had set up that seemed promising. All though it was a huge drain on manpower to set up the phone lines, even one scrap of hope was worth every minute of it. Despite the reality of the fact that for just one good lead, you often have to go through hundreds of crank calls and false leads to get it.

Strengthening his resolve he drove through the gates that had been opened by security a few minutes earlier. As much as Seto disliked him, he was smart enough to know that to turn away one of the cities most decorated detectives would not be looked on favorably, especially with the paparazzi keeping a close eye on him.

Joey parked the car in the front drive and got out, heading up a well manicured garden path that lead to the front door. A doorman, probably in his mid sixties stood waiting for him, taking his coat and disappearing with it so quickly that Joey almost wondered if he would ever see it again.

�You will be received in the parlor Detective Wheeler, if you would come this way.�

Joey jumped, startled, and then berated himself for acting like a rookie. There was just something about Kaiba land that always gave him the creeps. He turned to follow the butler who led the way through a pair of impressive double doors into the �parlor�. An impressively huge room that was bigger than his first house, and decorated in tasteful classic design, no abstract paintings or garish modern sculptures graced this space, only the most expensive and yet simple furniture and watercolor pieces served to provide a restful place for the eye to stop. Joey couldn�t bring himself to sit down, he felt like he was in a damned museum.

�Detective Wheeler, it has been a very long time, but I have been expecting your visit.� The voice that greeted him from the doorway was definitely not Seto Kaiba. Rather it was a melodic and peaceful voice that seemed to float magically across the room. Joey turned to face his host, or rather hostess, as Isis Kaiba entered, shutting the doors behind her.

Joey drew in a breath, almost afraid to say anything to the woman who stood before him. Wearing what looked to be a large white scarf that was draped around her body and somehow connected at either hip by two gold claps, he cold only stare in amazement. Her long black hair was piled in a careless style on top her head, that he knew most women would pay a lot of money to replicate. She looked just like the Goddess whose name she bore, a slight unreadable smile on her lips that lit up her soft green eyes.

�Mrs. Kaiba.� He began, but Isis cut him off with an impatient wave of her slender hand.

�Please you must call me Isis.� She moved over to the large desk on the other side of the room and opened the top drawer, pulling out an envelope. �I can only assume you have come about these.� She handed him two Duel Monsters card, the Head of Exodia, and Gaia, the Fierce Knight. Joey looked down at the cards and nodded mutely.

�Seto, I�m sure, would be most upset with me if he thought I was showing you these. He is a firm believer that the Kaiba family takes care of its own problems; the police are never to be called. I know he�s wrong this time. You need to know Joey, if we are to sud.� d.�

Joey regarded her with a scrutinizing gaze. �What do you know about this Isis? You seem to have some information that I didn�t get.�

Isis smiled wanly and wrapped her arms about herself as if trying to find some comfort. �On the day that the last duel was held, before my Millennium Necklace cracked I was shown a series of visions. They showed me exactly what I had to do to ensure that when the time came we would all be ready to face the darkness again.�

She looked up at Joey and he found himself drawn into her sad almond shaped eyes, his heart started to beat a little faster and he longed to take her in his arms and hold her. With a slight shake of his head and he pulled himself from that train of thought.

(Gods, you think I was a teenager again. Pull it together, Wheeler)

�Tell me Isis, what did it show you, is that why you married Seto?� He asked, going on his own intuition, Seto and Isis were always regarded as the perfect couple, both regal and detached in bearing and appearance, like Gods up here on their own mountain.

Joey knew better, Isis may look cold and removed from emotion, but he had seem the way she fought for her brother so long ago, and knew that beneath all that was a very passionate and determined woman.

�Seto is going to play an important part in the events to come, but after the death of Yugi, and the abolishment of Duel Monsters, he lost his way. He was a man with out identity, no longer able to prove he was the best; his greatest opponent was lost to him. I wo beo be a stabilizing influence on his life, so that he would not become lost to us.� She stopped and the look of pain that crossed her face touched Joey�s heart.

�I�m afraid I didn�t do a very good job. For a while things were fine, we had two wonderful children and Seto was content to run his empire, the envy of the business world. But something was missing, he tried to pretend that he was fine, but I could feel him slipping further and further away. He is so dark now Joey, he does things that I know he wants to keep well hidden from us, but I don�t need the millennium items to see how his heart is twisting.� There was both fear and a tired sadness in her voice that made Joey place a hand on her shoulder trying to soothe her as best he could.

�Isis, did he hurt you?�

Isis shook hear head vehemently. �No, no, nothing like that. He just pulled away from his family, becoming cold to us. He knows I would never leave him, he has the greatest weapon to wield against me; our children. He would ensure that I never set eyes on them again, and that is the one thing that would break my heart.�

A single tear slid down her cheek and Joey couldn�t help but to brush it away with his thumb, grazing her full bottom lip. Overcome with guilt at his actions he pulled back and apologized.

�Isis, I�m sorry, I have no idea what the hell is wrong with me. You�re Seto�s wife, for the love of the Gods.� Much to his astonishment Isis only chuckled in amusement.

�Oh, Joey, I haven�t been a wife to Seto in a very long time. There is something else that consumes him, and it isn�t me. I am a mother, and in name, a wife, but I haven�t felt like a woman in a very long time.�

Joey looked at the woman who stood before him, mature now; she was sexier than when they were teenagers. She had a figure that most women would kill for, long legs and a firm behind; her skin was the color of light mocha, without a single freckle or blemish marring its surface. He stared at the claps on her dress, distracted a moment, trying to imagine how it came undone, mentally taking it off of her. Isis walked up close to him.

�I saw one other thing in my visions� She said in a low voice, her eyes darkening.

Joey blinked in surprise as she reached up and took his face in her hands and drew him in for a kiss. Her mouth claimed his and her small tongue slid into his mouth and played against his in a slow sultry manner. Unable to control his body, his cock grew hard and strained against the material of his pants. With a moan he pulled her away, trying to find some sanity, trying to convince himself that he didn�t want this.

(Oh Gods, I never wanted anything more in my life)

Isis took his hands and brought them down to the claps on her dress. Her eyes danced with mischief.

�They come undone like this.� And with a single motion her dress fell from her body, and with it all of Joeys� resolve.

She was amazing, a bronzed temptress, despite the fact that she had born two children, her breast were still high and firm, her nipples circled by dark brown areoles. Her stomach was as flat as when she was twenty, a few faint marks on her abdomen indicating that she was indeed a mother. She was incredible, unable to help himself he reached up and gave into the impulse he had when he first laid eyes on her and freed her raven tresses, allowing them to tumble down her shoulders and back.

�This is so wrong.� He muttered, but Isis stilled his protests with another kiss, this time more urgent and demanding, all the while her nimble fingers worked at freeing the buttons on his shirt. �What if Seto comes home?� He objected weakly, his chest now bare, her hands now working on his pants.

�My husband will not be home for a least another day. He has business and he never returns before it is completed, don�t worry, no one will disturb us. The servants are loyal to me.� She pulled his pants and underwear free, so that he was as naked as her, except for his shoes. Irritated he pulled them off and flung them across the room, his socks following soon after.

Isis laughed at his eagerness and snaked her tongue in his ear, the sensation causing his erection to twitch and to his amazement grow even harder.

He led her over to the soft rug that lay in front of an obviously unused fire place and drew her down to the floor so that they were kneeling in front of each other. He tangled his hands in her long hair and laid siege to her mouth, forceful and passionate, pressing himself against her soft thighs, demanding entrance. She moaned in his mouth and trailed her hands down his back and cupped his buttocks, feeling their firmness.

�Isis, it�s been a long time.� He almost panted as she licked and nipped at his neck. �I hope I haven�t forgotten how it�s done.� He joked trying to ease the tension. In response she lay down before him, her legs slightly parted, inviting and gave him a seductive smile.

�Tell you what, if you don�t get it right the first time, we�ll just have to keep trying until you do.�

He almost came right then and there as she trailed her hands down her breasts, pausing to tease her nipples until they were hard peaks begging for his attention. Unable to resist their call he lowered her head and took one in is mouth. Sucking and laving the bud with his tongue until she moaned and thrust her hips against him with need. He smiled and turned his attention to the other breast and afforded it the same attention.

(Oh, Gods, I am going to hell for this one)

He moved down her body, using his hands and mouth to explore her feminine curves, making her say his name over again. He stopped at the soft mound of crisp black curls and parted the lips to the center of her femininity. She gasped and arched against him as he dove his tongue into her hot wet core, tasting her. He ached to bury himself between her legs and thrust into her over and over again until he reached his release, but knew he would enjoy it more if he allowed himself time to ready her first. He replaced his tongue with his fingers, curving them slightly so that they would find her G-spot and as he moved them in and out of her slick opening he turned his attention to the small nub of flesh just above.

His motions were slow and deliberate, allowing the sensation to grow deep within the pit of her stomach, she felt dizzy as he licked and thrust, her fingers grasping the rug beneath her as if to steady herself against the onslaught of emotion. The sensation of pleasure began to grow and her breathing grew quicker, making her light headed. Joey�s motions became quicker, the thrusts of his fingers moving in time with the licking of her clitoris. She arched her back and screamed at the intensity of feeling that overcame her, spasming and bucking, juices soaking his hand and mouth as she climaxed against him.

Joey took a moment to catch his breath, in wonder at the intensity of her orgasm. It had been too long since he had been this intimate with a woman and it shook him just how much he missed this, just how much he needed it.

With a moan that was almost a sob, he thrust himself deep within her; she was so wet and tight that he struggled not to lose control right then and there. He wanted to go slow, but she began to move against him, wrapping her legs around his waist and gripping him tightly.

�Isis�� he moaned and buried his face into her neck, inhaling her exotic and musky sent.

He kissed her, so that she could taste herself on his lips; greedily she took him iuckiucking on his bottom lip, nipping at the soft flesh. He moaned as she met him thrust for thrust, her eyes never leaving his as he drove himself in her over and over again.

He stopped momentarily so that she could flip her over onto her hands and knees before him. Savagely he thrust back inside her so that he buried himself even deeper within her. He gripped her hips as she rocked herself against him, reaching beneath them so that she could grip the base of his penis adding to the sensations. A thrill ran through him at her eagerness and he moaned her name pulling her up just a bit so that he could put his arms around her and cup her breasts, and play with her nipples.

�Oh Gods, Joey, yes.� She purred at his touch.

Joey slid his hands back to her waist as his strokes became faster and more urgent, no longer able to hold back, the need overtaking him. Slick with sweat, he watched as she and reached down to rub her clitoris, pleasuring herself as he thrust in and out of her.

�That�s it Isis. Oh Gods, you feel so good.� He panted moving faster and faster until they both reached an earth shattering orgasm. Joey exploded within her with a cry of her name, barely able to hold himself up, and they both toppled to the floor.

Joey pulled her into his arms and they lay together silently for a moment. Joey closed his eyes in contentment, enjoying the feeling of holding a woman again, after such a long time. It had only felt like this one other time in his life, and he was going to be dammed if he thought of her right now.

Isis finally broke their contented silence. �Seto must never know about this.�

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Mako stared at the island before him with mixed emotion. He wasn�t sure if he should be filled with excitement and happiness at the prospect of seeing his father again, or if he should be worried that his father might be dead, or worse, might not want to have anything to do with him. He heard Tristan approaching behind him, and felt him place a hand on his shoulder a silent gesture of support.

�I�m almost afraid to find him, Tris.� He knew that Tristan would understand his mixed feelings and did not feel he had to elaborate the tumultuous emotions within.

Tristan nodded in sympathy and compassion. �Well, Mako. It� s better to at least know the truth, then to spend the rest of your life wondering what happened.�

Mako nodded and took one last look at the beach that lay before them, serene and beautiful.

�You�re right, here goes nothing.� He announced, and sealed his fate by stepping onto the sand and into his future.

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Seto lay on his bed in his private home, staring at the ceiling. Naked, empty. It didn�t matter what he did, his actions only served to dull the pain and the need for a short time. He didn�t know how long he could continue like this, wanting, wanting so bad he hurt.

He didn�t understand why he felt this way, why he was so driven.

He would return to his life tomorrow, but he would already be thinking ahead to his next sojourn into the darkness that filled his soul.
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