Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.

Chapter 1

"Taka!" Seto awoke from another nightmare of his sister.

Over five years ago she went missing. He hadn't had any dreams or anything of her in those years. Why now? He stood from his large bed and walked into the hall. He held his head. The sound of his sister's screams still rang in his head.

"Seto?" Mokuba's voice was behind him.

Seto turned to his younger brother. He stood rubbing his eyes.

"Why are you up so late?" he mumbled sleepily.

"Gomen Mokuba," he apologized.

Ever since Taka went missing he was over protective over Mokuba. That day at the orphanage was the worst. Taka had walked out of the gates for barely a minute and her screams were heard inside the orphanage. Everyone had rushed outside and couldn't find the ten year old girl.

"What's wrong?" Mokuba asked.

"Nothing," Seto replied.

Mokuba nodded.

"You should get back to bed, big brother," Mokuba advised, "there's school and work tomorrow."

"I'm just going to get a drink," Seto turned his back and walked into their large kitchen.

He got himself a glass of milk and sat down. He rubbed his temples and drank some of the cool milk. He let it run down his throat and swallowed. After the glass was finished he put it in the sink and walked back to his room. Mokuba was fast asleep on Seto's bed. Seto smiled. His brother had done that whenever he knew something was bothering Seto. Seto crawled into bed being careful not to awake his sleeping brother and fell asleep.

xXx Malik xXx

Malik sat up on his bed. He twitched. The millennium rod glowed in the box it was in. It sat on his dresser. He stared at it but looked away.

'Marik's gone,' he thought to himself.

He, Ishizu and Rishid moved back to Domino so he could finish school. The light continued glowing. He stood and opened the box. The millennium rod shone. He touched it and a dark aura shrouded around him. He pulled his hand back. The aura stayed and a familiar laughter was heard. Malik turned. Marik stood with his arms crossed behind him. He backed into the table.

"Pick it up Malik," Marik growled.

"I... Iie," Malik replied.

"You've become pathetic, hikari," Marik laughed again.

"Urasai!" Malik exclaimed.

"Why do you fear the rod?" Marik asked, "It has given you nothing but power."

"Iie! You came and stole my body! You call that power!" Malik growled.

Marik laughed.

"I cannot return to you this time, Malik," Marik growled, "why don't you take the rod and use it's power?"

"It will do nothing for me!" Malik hissed, "the pharaoh didn't do anything!"

"Oh but my hikari... he did," Marik said calmly, "he's the reason you were angered... the reason you were a tomb keeper... you have the mark on your back to prove it."

Marik felt his back.

"It was his fault you got that... you had to watch after his creepy tomb... I released you from having to do that... you should thank me, hikari... not hate me," Marik smirked.

Malik growled but thought for a second.

'I would've still been in that dark tomb,' he thought.

"You're right," Malik bowed his head, "I do thank you Marik," he whispered.

"Take the rod then... and kill the pharaoh."

Atemu and Bakura had both been separated from their hikaris from a spell Yugi's grandpa had found while in Egypt. Atemu had read it over and they tried it. And as a bonus they became modernized, meaning there was less a chance for Bakura to blow up a microwave and they got their hikari's knowledge of school, except that Bakura was lazy when it came to homework.

Malik turned to the rod and took it in his hand. It glowed in his hand again and Marik and the aura disappeared. Malik's eyes were cold... cold as they were in Battle City. He smirked.

"This time, pharaoh... I won't fall for your tricks," he growled.

Japanese Dictionary

Iie- no

Urasai- Shut up

hikari- light

Gomen- Sorry

Oh and if anyone could help me think of a better title then please give me an idea I don't like the one I thought of