Disclaimer: Do I look rich to you? I don't own yugioh charters.

Okay my loyal follower's I have decided to revise this story, the old one just felt to under detailed, any way I would like to leave reviews. I crave them, and it not nice not to give a hard working author no food for thought, so please review. *on hands and knees begging.*

Chapter One: Hacked

Bored, I am so fucking bored, ugh I really need to hack something, instead I'm stuck listen to my little sister and her friend arguing over which Yugioh character is better. I seriously need to hack something, soon, maybe the pentagon.

"Hey sis, you listening?" My sister asked waving her hand in front of my face. Listing, did I look like I was listing? That would be a big fat no.

"No," I replied simply. Aw look she's glaring at me. Why if it isn't the cutest thing I have ever seen. I defiantly need to hack something, and soon if the way my fingers are twitching are any indications. You see I have a bit of an addiction, obsession, whatever it's called. I like to hack things, and the harder they are the better, for me that is. Incidentally I have not hacked anything in over a month. Well to be more accurate, my mom caught me, and I've been banned from my precious Delilah for a month. Yes, I named my laptop. Don't judge me!

"You're suffering withdrawal aren't you?" She asked with an evil smirk. My fingers twitched. My sister is evil. Evil I tell you. Oh well run's in the family.

"Your older sis does drugs?" Her friend asked. What was her name again, hum let's check her wallet shall we. Ah another problem I have. I have kleptomaniac tendencies, in other words I like to steal. Kind of annoying actually, I don't mean to take anything, most of the time, it just sort of happened, but I give most things back, eventually. Okay her name is Lolana. It's too bad she doesn't have any cash.

"No, Keyla's too good to do actual drugs; she just has a couple of bad habits that can be called criminal. And sis, give Lana her wallet back."

Pff, not like I was going to keep it anyway. I handed Lolana, (man that's a funny name), her wallet back. Lolana, (I'm going to have hard time keeping a straight face every time I say or hear her name), looked at me as if I had grown a second head. It grated on my nerves for some unknown reason. Okay so that was a lie, I just didn't like her, but she didn't have to look at me like I killed her goldfish.

"What, so I have kleptomania, it a mental disorder, and I give everything back eventually." I finally yelled at her. Lied about giving everything back, I only give stuff back when I'm caught so not very often. Okay I feel much better, I stole something, and I get Delilah back today, I'll hack moms bank account in revenge, ma ha ha.

"So what did you want earlier anyway?" I asked. I'd probably regret it, but I really want to get off the subject of my, um, problems to put it simply. Don't look at me like that; I'm trying to be polite, well anyway back to the subject.

Both Lolana and my sister perked up. I almost stepped back in fear. I recognized the look's in their eyes, it's called fangirlism, and any person who like their mind how it was should stay as far away as possible, I am so going to regret asking that question. "Well, dearest sister, we want to know, in your opinion, which character is better. Bakura or Kaiba?" I hate it when I'm right. Really I do, cause the only time I'm right is when it's about something I don't like, or want to happen. In short, my life sucks!

"Can't say, don't watch Yugioh." I answered simply. Ain't that the truth, never really got into it all that much. I didn't see what the big deal was it was just another show about people saving the world by playing children's card games. Seriously how many different versions of the same plot can there be, wait don't answer that, I know I won't like the answer.

Lolana looked appalled. Then shared a glance of horror with my sister. "You DON'T watch Yugioh." She said as if I had broken some sacred rule. In her world I probably have, oh well can't change anything. And the fangirlism is back full force. If I was a normal sane person, I would be running, but guess what I'm not sane. At least I'm not according to that bitchy psychiatrist.

I gave a shrug, showing no fear at their fan girl ways, my sister just sighed. She knew I wasn't normal so it was no surprise to her. "Seriously, sis, you have got to watch at least one episode to try it out." She grumbled lightly, keeping her head turn from me.

"Fine, I'll do it after I get my precious back." I said; might as well see what all the fuss was about. My jumped when I said precious, she knew exactly what I was talking about and she honestly thought it was the weirdest thing I could do. Obviously she's never met Bill Gates, well I haven't either but that's beside's the point.

My sister glared at me as she said in a low voice. "You know it kind of freaky that you talk about your computer like that."

Lolana did a double take at my sister's words, and then looked at me as if I had grown an extra head or two. "Girl, you have some serious issues."

I titled my head back and laughed psychotically, freaking them out even more. My sister was the first to snap out of her shock used to me doing this every now and then, (as I've said before certifiably insane,) and turn to her friend. "You're just now noticing this?" She asked dryly. I laughed even harder it was just so fucking funny. No Idea why it was so funny to me just was.

The front door slammed shut, signaling that mom was home, and that I was about to get my precious back. My beautiful, lovely, wonderful, precious would be safe in my arms very soon. Revenge will be mine. I had finally stopped laughing, but I'm pretty sure my evil grin was freaking out everyone in the room, mom too, as she had just walked in.

I walked over to my mom and asked. "Can I have Delilah back now?" I was shifting back and forth on my feet in my excitement. "Please." I know I was acting like a child, but I defiantly couldn't help it.

Mom gave me an evil look then sighed. She knew how I was when I came to Delilah so I don't know why she would be surprised at the way I was acting. She reached in to her hand bag and pulled out a dark red laptop that I immediately grabbed out of mom's hands, and began snuggling it whispering my precious over and over. It must have really freaked them out because they all took a cautious step back.

"Are you sure that was a good idea Mrs. Lanka?" Lolana asked mom nervously. Yay, I was freaking out my sister best friend, oh happy day.

"Not really, but better that then the alternative." Mom said in reply. Good to know she remembers the last incident, and I was only nine too. Whoa, had it really been that long since I got in to hacking. Wow, just wow, I've been hacking high class for six year, and the authorities still haven't caught on to me, so cool. Well to me at least, to everyone else, I a nightmare.

I ran to my room leaving every one standing there dumbstruck, but I didn't care I had Delilah back. I put her down on the desk and slowly opened her lid. It was all I could do to keep myself from jumping up and down in my excitement. She was safely back in my hands. Now to hack mom's back account, and get that out of my system. I am so glad to be able to hack once again, even if it isn't at all challenged, but the thrill was there so it was still highly enjoyable compared to a bleak month where I couldn't feel the smooth keys of my precious keyboard under my fingers, it was a month of pure unadulterated torture.

Once I had hacked into her account info and copied it, and got the overall urge to hack out of my system. I then decided to see what the fuss was about with Yugioh. Really as I said earlier, children's card games.

I first looked it up the basic plot on Wikipedia as I had to make sure it was worth my time. I'm a hacker people; if it's not worth my time then they are better things for me to be doing, such as hacking the pentagon. Okay not a bad plot, and it has people with M.P.D, I do so love a good mental case, so yes over all it sound interesting, now to look up an actual episode.

I went into YouTube, and randomly click on an episode. The intro began to play, music wasn't so bad either. After a minute of it playing, the screen flickered to black. My precious! You better not have a virus. I kill whoever's filthy hands have touched you.

After the screen flickered I tried to turn off Delilah, but it wasn't working, instead a purple cloud of something began to emit from my precious. I didn't know what it was, but for a brief moment I had thought the worst. I had thought that my precious had just been fried.

The cloud began to wrap around me, and my precious, feeling my body with cold. So much un-natural cold, it felt like I was dying in a sense, then I heard a voice. A cruel horrifying voice, if I had been reasonably sane, I probably would have shit myself, that being said 'what the goddamned fuck!' "I wonder if you can change him. I doubt it, but what the god's command I shall obey for I am their loyal servant."

"Huh? Who are you?" I yelled out in angry confusion. Where ever I was sucked. It was cold, dark, but most importantly cold, too goddamned cold for a normal human to survive. I could already feel my body go numb as the it became colder. Well I only have one thing to say in the situation. "Motherfucker!"

The voice laughed harshly, "My, you are different from most other, much like the Tomb Robber, but I wonder if you will survive." I could barely hear it. That horrible voice, followed by unbearable cold. I felt my eyelids grow heavy as I suddenly became so sleepy. So goddamned sleepy. This was not the way I planned to die! The darkness of unconsciousness clouded my vision. I only had one thought running through my mind before darkness took me. 'Fuck!'

I awoke in a dark, damp alley way, with my precious beside me humming as if the fog of darkness had never happened. I had no idea where I was, but I had a feeling I wasn't in Kansas anymore, figuratively speaking. Oh who the hell was I kidding, I probably wasn't even in the same dimension for goodness sake. Yes I believed in parallel worlds, I believe that people linked up to them thought dreams. That's where all the good stories came from, dreams. Boy did that drive my family crazy, and I hypostasized that my with the way of travel, the only logical conclusion was that I was in another dimension, but just to make sure…

Opening Delilah I immediately began to hack the nearest satellite to get find out my location. Didn't take as long as I thought it would, the security here sucks to say the least, and I found my current location to be Domino, Japan. Why the hell does that sound familiar, oh well no matter. It will come to me sooner or later. Now let's see if I still exist.

I then hacked into multiple data bases looking for me and my family, and what do you know, I don't fucking exist. Not that much of a surprise, but now I had another problem. I had no identity, no money, and no place to stay, well on the bright side at least I still have my precious by my side. I sat there thinking about what I should do. Well the very first thing I should secure would be some cash so…

Thank the heavens above I have kleptomania. So I scurried out of the alley, strapping my precious to my back, and carefully determining my target actually not very carefully, it just sounded better to say that. I needed money and some poor bastard was going to help me get it. I watched a couple of guys; both had some sort of gold items on their persons, so I figured they could spare bit cash for the needy. The needy being me.

I started walking toward them, my head down, now it was time to put my chronic kleptomania to work. I bumped in to an albino with brown eyes, which was unusual, but not unheard of, and I grabbed his wallet as we fell. And boy did he have a very nice chest, seriously what did he do to get abs that hard, I bet ten dollars a person could wash clothes on his stomach.

"Oupf," He groaned. Now time to see if those acting lessons paid off. Acting lessons my mom approved of at the time, at least until she realized just what I planned to do with said acting lessons, then she made me quit.

"Oh my god, are you all right? I wasn't looking where I was going. I am really, really. sorry." I quickly pulled the money out of his wallet than handing it back to them "Um I believe you drop this." I said once the money was safely in my pocket. The albino took the wallet, and helped me up, with a smile, then his eyes narrowed dangerously, before reverting back to its previous state of innocents. To be honest, that look made me want to get the hell out of doge. It told me he was dangerous, and that I had just messed with the wrong person.

"Oh, that's quite alright Miss, after all everyone makes mistakes." His voice was kind, but my danger instincts were screaming at me to run the hell away, and I was planning to do just that, as soon as he let go of my hand. "Namu, why don't you go on ahead, I just need to talk to this nice young lady."

Let me go you creepy person, not that I was going to say that out loud, that would be pushing my luck, and I have better self preservation then that. The albino's companion, a blond who was practically covered in gold jewelry, gave him a look, then smiled and walked off. He probably scared me more that the albino and that was saying something. I was scared as he maneuvered me back in to the alley where I had just appeared half an hour earlier.

"You're pretty good, if I was not a thief myself I'd have no idea you had stolen from me until it was too late." He said his entire innocent demeanor had dropped, and he looked downright terrifying. Seriously he went from I'm harmless to I'm going to kill you in two seconds flat, anyone who can do that is probably a psychopath. Which means get the hell out of dodge. Whine, beg, just do whatever it takes to get out of there.

"Please, don't kill me; I just desperately need some cash." I said still acting like a helpless little girl, hoping to weasel my way out of his wrath. I'm doing whatever it takes to get away from the sexy psychopath. I know I scared people back home, but I have nothing on this guy. He looked down right homicidal, as in he was going to kill me, and I had no intention of being his victim.

"Drop the act." He spat dryly, pushing me into the wall, behind me. Okay now that was insulting. I bet to the people look down the alley they would probable believe we were lover to impatient to make it to our homes. Regardless he insulted me. Me, the queen of cyber theft, hacking, and mind games. Who does he think he is? Wait, don't answer that, I almost forgot he was a GOD DAMNED PSYCHOPATH! I am so royally screwed.

"Fine then!" I spat at him, the venom clear in my voice. "If you knew what I was doing why did you not call me out? There was a cop only a few feet to the side of us, who would have been all too happy to take me in." This guy really scared the shit out of me, but since I had already gone and dropped my poor weakling act, I wasn't going to back down; it just wasn't in my nature. "Or by pulling me into this alley way did you intend to use my body for the carnal pleasures of flesh to punish my impertinence?" Really, was he? Because that was what the current position of his body pressed up between him and a brick wall hinted at.

His hair covered his eyes, as his shoulders began shaking, and I immediately recognized that posture for what it was. Hysterical laughter, I would know, I've scared enough people by doing just that. Then he threw is head back and laughs out loud. And if it wasn't the most horrifying laugh I'd ever heard I didn't know anything that scared me more.

I crossed my arms debating on if I should try escape while he was occupied, but reevaluate my plan once I caught a glimpse of silver from his boot. It was more than likely a knife, and he probably no how to use it. And just the thought of a knife was more than enough to freeze me in place, I wasn't just wary of knifes, I was downright terrified of them. I had always' been afraid of them, I didn't know why. There was just something about them that screamed to me. STAY THE HELL AWAY! And all that jazz.

"Oh, Ra you're an amusing mortal. I'll make you a deal, your to come with me, and pose as my girlfriend during this tournament, and I'll let you keep the cash you stole, and not send you to the s… the underworld." The guy said to me. I had no doubt in my mind that the guy was a complete nut case, but there is only a few things a person could do in a situation like, and no you don't run, that like say in please kill me mister Psychopath, I really want to die. So I took the only option left open to me.

"It a deal!" I said quickly. He maybe a psychopathic homicidal maniac that I would probably be much safer staying away from, but he's a cute psychopathic homicidal maniac who offering not to kill me in exchange for one small thing. It would be suicidal not to take the deal he offering "Oh before I forget, do you happen to know a place I can crash for free?" I asked. Hey don't look at me like that it a perfectly reasonable question, so don't laugh at me you jerk. I know he can't hear what I rambling in my head, but would it kill him not to laugh at my helplessness? Oh second thought, yes it would.

He grabbed my wrist again pulling me out of the alley with a psychotic grin on his face. Now I here's the part where I would ask the greater powers why, but that would invoke Murphy's Law, and you don't invoke Murphy's Law, its common sense people!

"Hey! You haven't answered my question." I demanded. I also came to the realization that I didn't know his name. Oh well, since I posing as his girlfriend I'll just use embarrassing endearments. Actually no I will not, because anything he does to me for that I defiantly deserve.

He gave a polite laugh, his innocent facade back up, and then answered with a smile. "You don't need to worry about that you'll be staying with me." His hand tighten painfully when he said this. Ouch, the stupid bastard! Now I'll either need to hack or steal something to calm my shot nerves. And staying with him? I should just run now, but I don't think he plans on letting go of my wrist soon, so yeah I'm stuck with the psychopath for a little while longer. Well damn!

"Oh thank you so much, you don't know how much I appreciate it." I said with a bright smile. Yes, I can do double edged comments too. So in your face albino boy. I patted Delilah reassuringly, Soon my precious, were going to hack some one bank account instead of stealing from lowlifes. And I know how to do it flawlessly too, ba ha ha. Cough. Choke. Okay no more evil laughter for me. Who takes a person who chokes on their evil laugh seriously any way? Don't judge me!

We finally arrive at a ware house after a short walk. His innocent facade had been discarded again as he kick down the door. Wow an abandon ware house hide out, now I know he's a bad guy. For the record that last remark was me being a sarcastic bitch.

"Hey! Malik, There's been a slight change in the plans." He yelled, a creepy grin, one that I happened to be quite familiar with, plastered on his face. That grin told me a lot of things, One: he was going to use me. Two: he was going to use me and Three he was going to FUCKING USE ME! I feel better now. Now where have I heard the name Malik before?

Namu, or Malik which ever his name was, look annoyed with the albino. Then he shot me a look and something glowed brightly from his pocket. I stood there like a goddamned idiot wondering what he was doing when his eyes suddenly widen, and he jumped across the room forcing me against the wall. Again. This is going to happen a lot isn't it? I mean come on, how many time could a person be pushed up against a wall in one day?

"What are you?" He snarled at me. Let's insert a blank look here. Yeah I was totally and utterly clueless.

"I was human the last time I checked. I'm also a hacker and kleptomaniac, if that's what you mean." I decided to be honest, it couldn't hurt, and if I was right about these people, I could get a job, and not have to worry about money in this world for a while. Of course just the oppisit is true too, but I doubt it, they just scream I'm going to take over the world to me, sometime I hate being me.

He started laughing like albino had earlier. Seriously what was it about me that was so funny? "I see how she can be useful, don't you agree Bakura?" I don't. Well I do, but I don't think their talking about my use of the five finger discount, or my mad computer skills… Wait did that creepy psychotic blond bastard just say Bakura?

Now I may not have watched much Yugioh at home, but I knew my sisters favorite character pretty well. Which I find really sad, but that beside the point, I have finally place why these people seem familiar. I had somehow been transported, to the world of Yugioh. Oh shit! I'm so going to die.