Notes:
I do not own yugioh, this was written in the point of view of Amaya and Yami Marik.. Well his mind set... I plan to write more...
Amaya: Aye..

Her eyes gazed out of the sleepy horizon, from her apartment window. High up above the ground the sun was slowly beginning to set, she felt a bit nervous when she first moved here, and took her months to finally get the courage to open the window. Five stories below was the pavement, her green eyes hid behind her bright yellow glasses as she turned from the window to head out to the hall. Approaching the elevator one thing ran through her mind, finding him.. Him would be her brother, Arek, pronounced Eric, went missing a couple of years ago and her leads had led her here, Domino City.. She found it strange she ended up in Japan after coming from Europe, her dark hair brushed her waist as she tied it back. Her name was Amaya, when the elevator hit her floor she stepped on and rode it all the way down, watching through the glass doors. "Arek... Im coming..."

She was out to follow her next lead, told to check by the ports, that told her alot. Mindlessly she started to cross the street when someone on a motorbike whizzed passed her, almost hitting her. Amaya stepped back on the curb dusting off her jeans that now had mud on them. Oh how she hoped for the rain to start to fall again like it did early that morning. Taking in strides, she continued walking, crossing where she should slowly going to the ports. She saw the guy that had almost hit her.

It was a bit obvious this was a dead end, a dead end she will soon discover to be her last as a large arm went around her neck. "Hello little girl."

She froze a whipped around, staring into the eyes of the man that had almost ran her over. "You... You almost hit me!"

"Yes and? I knew you would be coming here. After all I had sent for you." The man said sort of monotone.

"You sent for me right?," She hissed gitting spiddle in his face sarcasm was heavy. Her eyes reflected anger from being ambushed, and this man's closeness was annoying her deeply. Pushing up on her glasses she stepped back. "Now if you do not mind I must look for someone."

"You mean your brother right?," He responded twirling the golden rod in his hand before smirking. Amaya froze, before growling, how could he know? No one knew did they? For all she knew he could considering the leads shes been following.

"Yes, my brother," Curiosity reflected deep with in her eyes. Brushing over herself as she stepped close to this man. Close enough she felt an over bearing aura on him but far enough she didnt have to touch, taste, smell, him. She only wanted to hear what he had to say. This man was getting a bit cocky, but remained calm.

The calmness itself was scary beyond belief. She was angry but he, he was calm. "How do you know..."

"Arek, Am I correct, now what is a European doing here in Japan." He said half smirking before laughing as she was about to answer, an another arm went around her neck again. It wasnt him but from the build she could tell it was a male. A male that was powerful with slender and powerful arms. Cutting off her airway, she tugged at his arm to no avail till she saw nothing but black.

The black wasnt a death black but a sort of sleep black. Marik couldnt help but laugh slightly, moving the head of the woman that had been so angry, now so helpless. The thought made him lick his lower lip.

"Take her aboard Ill deal with her later." He instructed, as he first pulled something out of her pocket. A picture of her brother. "Ah Arek, and such a waste too.. Could have been useful to me, too bad."

Taking a match he lit the corner of the photo dropping it to the ground and heading aboard his boat. He was almost tickled pink to have Arek's sister, he did mention having a younger sister before, but never imagined he would ever see her. The semi-false leads he have been able to give her lead her right into his clutches.

He had only seen her once before in a photograph Arek had kept. Marik felt a curled smile go to his lips chuckling to himself. Arek's disposal wont be told to her yet, oh no, at his expense shell be broken down. Broken down to where she will feel nothing and basically be nothing. God how he hated that man, and now he could further his delight.

Of course, there was so much more you could do to a woman that you could with a male. Again a smirk every thought of what he wanted to happen, pressing into his mind. But first shell be his puppet, his bidder. That he will make sure of, if she didnt listen there will be consequences.

He went aboard his boat, heading to his study, passing by the room he had her in chuckling and smirking brighter than ever. How he missed the company of a female, of course she was forced here still the idea of a female around brought him a peace of mind. Sitting at his desk he opened a book reading deep in thought.