This is a YU-GI-OH story; is slightly inspired by another story. This story has Yaoi, Threesomes, maybe a little Yuri, Drama, Angst, Abuse, Vampires, Angels, Supernatural Activities, maybe a few demons, OOC, OC's, set after Battle City, and more warnings might come.

Summary: Joey and Tristan have abusive parents; they both don't want any of their friends to know. Seto is also hiding a secret; that only Mokuba knows, or so he thinks. A few new threats are given to the YU-GI-OH gang and everyone has to work together to stop it. But what happens when Joey finds out something that was hidden from what seems his him his whole entire life; but not only puts his, but everyone he loves in danger. Also, who else in the group has powers that are unknown? Joey won't be alone for long!!!

Parings: Eventual Seto/Tristan/Joey; other parings will be presented in later chapters.

********** Chapter 1 **********

"Joey, where are you!!!!" A drunken man yelled.

Joey was asleep on his bed when he heard his father's raging yell. He rolled over so quickly; he nearly fell out of bed.

'Oh no, what is it this time?!' He thought.

He knew that if he stayed in his room hiding from his father, his father would find him and the punishment would be even more painful.

Slowly he got out of bed and walked over to the door; his trembling hand reached the knob and slowly turned it; he opened it and slowly stepped out, then made his way to the staircase and walked down.

Joey came down to see a very drunk, very pissed, Jonathan Wheeler. Jonathan was always an abusive person, towards his son Joey. When Jonathan wasn't at home with his son, he was a clean looking man, with neat blond hair and light brown eyes. But when Jonathan was with Joey, his neat hair was extremely messy and his eyes turned to a dark brown that scared Joey to no end.

When Jonathan saw him; he picked up a vase and threw it at Joey.

Joey ducked in time; the vase hit the wall and shattered.

'Ohmanohmanohman...' Joey's mind yelled.

He ran the rest of the way down stairs and dodged all of Jonathan's punches; except one that sent him flying to the floor.

"Please dad, don't hurt me, please..." Joey pleaded.

Jonathan pulled him up by his hair; then brought him up to eyes contact.

"You worthless piece of trash..." He snarled. "You're nothing but a mutt..."

Joey felt hot tears come to his eyes; he was never aloud to cry in front of his father.

'Oh no...' He thought.

"Weakling!!!" Jonathan yelled as he punched Joey.

Joey fell to the floor when Jonathan let go of his hair.

Joey now had a black eye and blood rushing down his jaw.

"You're nothing but a piece of trash!!!" Jonathan spat. "You're the biggest mistake I had ever made!!!"

Jonathan looked at his son for a moment; then sneered in disgust and walked away.

"Worthless mutt..." He mumbled.

'He will never know what he really is...' Jonathan thought. 'I don't know what power he holds; but he's nothing but trash, as far as I'm concerned, he's powerless.'

When Jonathan was no longer in the living room; Joey stood up. Tears rushed down his face as he thought of the words his father said.

'Worthless piece of trash...' A voice echoed in mind said. 'Worthless mutt...'

Joey slowly made his was back to his bedroom.

Once he got there, he locked the door and climbed back onto bed.

"Maybe he's right; I am worthless..." Joey whispered before he drifted to sleep.

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Tristan was sound asleep on the couch; until something hard hit him on his forehead. His eyes snapped opened and he rolled off the couch. When his vision came back, he looked at the drunken face of his mother. She was holding a broken bottle in her hand.

"Get up!!!" She screamed as she threw the bottle on the floor.

Tristan quickly got to his feet. He always had to obey his mother or he would have to face his father.

Tristan's mother's name was Cleo; she has long brown hair that reaches down to her kidneys and a pair of red eyes. Tristan's father's name was Jason; he has short black hair and a pair of brown eyes. Both of them never really liked Tristan, but continued to raise him. Their marriage was going down the drain; but they continued to stay married. Tristan never knew why his parents hated him so much; but he had a feeling that he reminded them of something they didn't want to remember.

"You do nothing but sleep all day!!!" Cleo yelled. "When are you going to die?!!!"

Tristan flinched at his mother's words; he always tried to please her with he accomplishments did; but nothing ever worked, not even for his father; so he quit trying.

Cleo slapped Tristan up side his face; Tristan said or did nothing, just stood there with his head down waiting for what ever she was going to do next.

Just then they heard the door open and close signaling that Jason was home.

'Oh god, please don't let him be drunk!!!' Tristan's mind yelled.

Tristan looked up to see his father. He looked awful; from a far away distance Tristan could smell alcohol.

"Jason, what are you doing home so early?" Cleo asked.

Jason said nothing; he just eyed his son as he got closer.

Tristan's head dropped again; he didn't know what his father was going to do.

Jason stood in front of his son, just looking at him; then he raised his fist and punched him up side his face.

Tristan fell to the floor holding his cheek, tasting blood flow in his mouth.

"Worthless..." Jason mumbled as he walked upstairs.

Cleo gave her son a swift kick to his stomach; then walked away with out a word.

Tristan stood up and let his body fall onto the couch.

'What have I done to have them hate me so much?!' Tristan thought.

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Seto typed wildly on his computer; he wanted to get all of his work done fast. He just wanted to lay down on his bed without a worry for his work.

Mokuba came into his study.

"Hey Seto, how are you doing?" Mokuba said.

"I'm doing fine, and you?" Seto asked not taking his eyes off of the computer.

"Fine. You know, if you keep working so hard; you're going to work yourself into another blood crave." Mokuba said.

"Don't worry, I'm almost done..." Seto said. "Just a few more minutes."

Mokuba sighed and sat on the couch. He worried for his big brother a lot ever since he became a vampire. Seto would have painful stomach pains that he swore would kill him; then he'd go out with a hooded coat on and feast on animals and criminals. Seto would came back satisfied for months; but when he worked hard for long hours it would stress him and he would crave for more blood.

"I'm done." Seto said.

For a moment he looked at Mokuba.

"Want to play a game or something?" He asked.

Mokuba smiled and nodded happily.

Seto logged onto the internet and looked for a two player game for him and Mokuba to play.

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Jonathan was asleep on the couch when there was a knock at the door.

He got up and headed for the door cussing.

When the door was opened; Jonathan saw seven men in black suits he had never seen.

"Hello, are you the father of Joey Wheeler?" One of the men asked.

"Why do you ask?" Jonathan asked.

"We want to buy him." Another man said. He stepped up in front of the other six men; he seemed to be the boss.

"I'm Joey's father..." Jonathan said.

He opened the door all the way and let the men in.

They all sat down and began their first meeting.

"Why do you want to buy my son?" Jonathan asked.

"He has powers that can be extremely helpful to us." The man said.

"Oh really..." Jonathan said, then he realized he didn't know who these men were. "Who are you people?"

"I'm Kenneth Yoshiro, and my two best men Zeta and Drake; the other men, they don't really matter." Kenneth said.

Kenneth has short red hair and black eyes; Zeta and Drake were a set of twins. Zeta had short black hair that had a white streak going through it; Drake looked the same, except he had long hair that was kept in a ponytail.

"If you buy him; will you take him away immediately?" Jonathan asked.

"No, we have to make sure everything's clear before we take him away." Kenneth said.

"How much are you willing to pay?" Jonathan asked.

Kenneth reached into a pocket inside his jacket, pulled out a check, and handed it to Jonathan.

Jonathan's eyes widened when he saw all the zeros; then went back to normal size.

"I spent my whole entire life with that worthless piece of trash; you think you can buy him with this?!" Jonathan said.

Kenneth took the check back then gave Jonathan another. His eyes widened again, but he didn't accept.

Kenneth took it back, then gave Jonathan another.

"Last offer..." Kenneth said.

Jonathan felt like fainting when he saw the last check.

"Deal..." Jonathan said.

Kenneth smiled deviously.

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Joey woke up with a feeling that he needed to get out of the house away from his father.

He got up and filled a duffle bag with clothes and pocketed his card deck.

"Where will I go?" He whispered as he walked over to his window.

He opened it and looked outside; it was getting late and the sun was setting. He looked down and threw his bag down to the ground, it landed with a small 'thump'. Now Joey climbing out of the window and onto the roof, he walked over to the drainpipe, and then shimmied his way down. He jumped off of the drainpipe and ran far away from his house.

A few minutes later, he stopped his running. He looked around and realized, he was in the middle of a neighborhood he hadn't visited in awhile.

"Joey, Joey Wheeler, is that you?" A voice called.

Joey turned around to see a middle aged woman headed towards him.

She had long gray hair that went down to her waist and light blue eyes.

"Mrs. Lovely, how are you?" Joey greeted.

"Doing fine, and you?" She asked, just then she realized Joey's black eye and a dried blood line down his jaw.

"Oh Joey, what happened to you? Is everything alright?" She asked.

Joey looked at her for a moment unaware of what she was talking about; just then he remembered the wounds he received from his father.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm fine." Joey said.

"Well, at least come to my house so I can clean you up and get some food into you; you look like you haven't been eating well." She said noticing how pale Joey looked.

"Okay..." Joey said.

He and Mrs. Lovely walked together to her house.

To be continued...

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Will Joey be safe?

Will Tristan be okay?

How much did Kenneth give Jonathan?

Will Seto get another blood craving?

If you readers send in, I promise that you'll get the next chapter soon!!!