A/N: Yeah I really should not be starting another story! But when that plot bunny hops you try to catch it before it gets away. Anyway I hope you'll like where I'm going with this.

Disclaimer for whole story: I don't own Yu-gi-oh 5D

"Character's speaking"

Character's thoughts

Unknown Voice

Part I: Causing of Choices

Chapter 1

The Outcome of a Past Choice

It's been four years since that fatal day that changed my life. Four years since I last saw any of my once called teammates. Four years since I was taken from the Satellite by Sector Security for being the leader of Team Satisfaction. I clenched my teeth in anger just thinking about that last part, but then a sadistic grin touched my lips. I was truly a fool back then. A fool who believed in the strong bonds of friendship and that nothing could break them. Thinking that my friends would always have my back no matter what made a bitter laugh escape my mouth. Yes, I had indeed been a fool, but I am one no longer. A shadow of a smile briefly formed on my lips as the day I was saved from those absurd values played in my mind.

Flashback

By now I had lost track of the time I've been in the Facility and I no longer cared either. My deck that was the only thing I had left had been incarcerated and incinerated right in front of my eyes. Even now the tortures that I had and am still enduring couldn't compare to that day that my entire deck was burnt to a crisp. Yet despite all that's happening to me I still cling onto the hope that one day my friends will come for me. That right now they're trying everything they can to leave Satellite and try to rescue me from this horrid place. And deep down I knew that the belief that I will soon be saved is what truly kept me alive.

And you will be saved.

Hearing this voice startled me, making my senses go on high alert. I quickly looked around my cell for the source of the voice. However the cell was still the same as always with me being the only occupant.

Maybe I'm finally losing it and I imagined it.

It was then I heard vague amused laughter echo around me.

I am no hallucination of your mind.

The response had only made me believe that I was indeed beginning to lose my mind. After all aren't the first signs is that you start hearing voices in your head? More laughter came from the voice which made me realize that this "voice" had to be somehow reading my thoughts. I had never liked anyone invading my personal space and mind reading differently counts.

Who are you?

I did my best to remain calm when I asked this but if this voice could really read my mind then it had to know that I was getting pretty annoyed with it.

I'm the one that can save you from this place.

My annoyance instantly vanished when I heard this. Could this voice really free me? Could I once again walk outside these concrete walls? To be able to see other people other than those cruel guards? Maybe by some miracle get a chance to duel again? The thought of finally leaving this place was too tempting for me to ignore.

How?

I was surprised when I heard how desperate my voice just sound. I guess I want to leave this place more than I thought.

Die.

What?!

Surely I had heard wrong. Yet it must of have heard me think that because the next response had a very serious tone to it.

In order to be saved you must die.

It couldn't actually expect me to just die…could it?

What do have to live for?

Right away images of my friends, Team Satisfaction, and others who lived in the Satellite came to mind. How much I wanted to help make the Satellite a better place for everyone to live.

And what has trying to protect them gotten you?

Those words had somehow managed to get a tight hold on me. After all what did trying to save people get me? Being taken and torn away from my friends. Getting imprisoned and tortured. Having my deck destroyed. It was then that a strong feeling of hatred overtook me. Why was I suffering like this for people who probably didn't even give a damn about me! Why was I here protecting someone whose fault it was for causing all the trouble in the first place! Why was I wasting my life in this cell when the others are probably happy and had moved on with their lives! All this time of trying to help people now seemed so……pointless. It was then that I decided that I was no longer going to waste myself with worthless goals and morals. From now on I would do what I wanted and what was best for me.

Now do you understand?

Yes.

Good

I immediately felt a chilling numbness throughout my whole body as my breath was being sucked out of me. I started panicking as a cold and hollow feeling entered my heart making it's beating slower with each passing second. I was now down on my knees, breathing deeply in a feeble attempt to get some oxygen back into my lungs. However it was futile and before I knew it my vision grew blurry and my breaths became very hollow. In my last bits of life I was sprawled out on the floor of my cell and had caught a glimpse of a red then purple glow on my right arm before I went into darkness.

Now you will be reborn as my Shooting Dark Star.

End Flashback

After the day I had been reborn and realized what I had become, I knew I had made the right choice. Looking at myself in the full body mirror, I noted that my appearance hadn't really changed that much over the years. The only things that were different were the color of the irises of my eyes, my eyes themselves and my criminal mark. A light burning sensation on my arm reminded me of the most important difference. Looking at the dark purple glowing of the mark on my right arm brought a carnal smirk to my face. I knew the glowing of my mark meant she was coming to see me to have some fun. No sooner that the thought crossed my mind I heard a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in."

The words had barely finished leaving my mouth when she immediately opened the door and entered my room. Her eyes and irises greatly resembled mine yet unlike my mark the ones on her face were not from a criminal one. From the corner of my eye I could see that her own mark was glowing dark purple on her right arm as she started moving closer to me. I fully turned to face the woman I've known for three years and watched as a seductive smirk played on her lips. I licked my lips in response knowing exactly what that smirk on her face meant.

I continued to make strong and hard thrust inside my dark lover causing screams of pure pleasure to come from her. I myself was making my own noises as I began reaching my peak of ecstasy. It wasn't long before we both hit our breaking point and spilled ourselves on one another. After our shared organism, I kissed those alluring lips I craved so much and resumed thrusting in and out of her. By now we had to have at least gone through ten organisms and were about to hit our eleventh.

One of the good things that came from becoming what we are was that we never got tired or needed sleep. If we wanted to keep going for hours and hours we could and we would never get exhausted. Not only that but since we were technically dead we couldn't have enough "necessities" for reproduction so we didn't have to worry about that problem. Those didn't even touch the best part of what are rebirths have given us, which only reinforced to me that I had definitely made the right decision.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked me with a playful smile as she gently caressed the mark on the side of my face.

My own smirk appeared as one of my hands covered her hand that was on my face and my other cupped one of her gorgeous large breasts.

"How grateful I am that I'm here right now," I answered her before I brought my face a mere inch close to hers.

"With my Black Rose Witch," I added softly as my lips made contact with hers.

"Do you want to know what I'm grateful for?" she mischievously asked back as soon as our lips were a part, dragging her other hand skillfully along my side.

"Enlighten me," I teased back while massaging the breast that was in my hand.

She brought her lips next to my ear, making her artificial breath blow against it.

"My Shooting Dark Star," she whispered into my ear.

A smirk made its way to my lips before I decided to capture my witch's lips for another passionate kiss. We went for another round of pleasure making, trying to enjoy as much fulfillment as possible because tomorrow we would finally start following the path of our new destiny.

A/N: So now can you figure out what the "what if" situation is?