Hello! My name is Marik and I'm twelve years old! I come from a family of Tombkeepers. I was given the initiation at ten years old. A year later my dad died. I was finally able to leave the Underground! Pharaoh had my father murdered and I wanted to go punish him for it. I also wanted to take his Pharaoh title from him, I read a scripture about a Puzzle that gives Pharaoh his powers and if I had it, I'd make sure people weren't murdered for no reason!

I had two people with me. My older brother Odion and my best friend Malik. Malik didn't talk or interact with Odion and Odion acted as if Malik didn't exist. I think they've been in a fight. My older sister Ishizu staid behind in the Underground. I had the Millennium Rod. I don't really know what it does but one night, before I decided to leave, I'd found it in my bed with me, close to my chest. I think it was a gift my dad gave me. I don't remember how I got it.

Right now we were in a hotel and I was looking through a magazine about motorcycles. I'm going to drive one one day! … Why not today? I looked up to see Odion was still sleeping. I sighed. Maybe I should wake Odion up?

"Psst." I looked over to the door that led out of the room we were in. "I know how to get out of the room! We can get that motorcycle and you can drive it. Just make sure you're really quiet." I smiled.

"Really Malik? You'll take me to get a motorcycle?" I asked. He nodded, a strange smile on his face. It was one of those mischievous smiles. I beamed, looking at Odion.

"He needs his beauty sleep. You have no idea how hard it is to be beautiful and bald." I frowned at him.

"We're not going anywhere unless you apologize." I demanded, crossing my arms as I sat up on the bed I was lying on. It was the one I slept in with Malik last night. We were all headed to Europe! We were going to travel the world and have some fun! I don't really know where the Pharaoh is right now and Odion wouldn't let me go alone.

"Really?" He demanded, exasperated. "He's asleep! It's not like he heard me!" I frowned at him, giving one of those stern frowns Odion and Ishizu sometimes gave me.

"It doesn't matter, you have to apologize or we're not going anywhere." Malik frowned, a passive look crossing his face.

"Not even… for candy?" I smiled.

"Candy? There's candy?" Malik smirked.

"Yes. Someone's bound to have candy and ice cream." I beamed before jumping from the bed. Malik beamed, his mouth wide open in joy. I ran over but he gave me a glare. I stopped and started walking instead. "We're going to need a chair, you need to reach up there." He pointed at the locks and I gulped.

"U-up th-there?" I looked down. Am I tall enough?

"Marik, you're twelve years old. You'll be tall enough. Don't be scared. I'm right here with you. I'll help you." He walked over to a chair and looked at me. I nodded and walked over to the same chair and we started pushing it to the door. Malik got in the way when I tried to put it where the door was supposed to open. "You need it wide enough for you to sneak out of. You need enough room to sidle out." I nodded and when the chair was in place, I climbed on the chair and undid the locks. Malik smirked. "Now get down. Open the door before you do." I nodded and opened the door before climbing down and sidling out. He copied me and I slowly closed the door. Then I beamed.

"We're free!" Malik covered my mouth.

"Shush." He whispered. "To the elevator." He whispered. I nodded and walked to the elevator and when it came, we entered the elevator and Malik pressed the top floor. I chuckled before pressing the bottom floor. Then we beamed at each other. "Now you're free… until Odion finishes his beauty sleep." I dropped my smile.

"Am I going to get in trouble for this?"

"Not if you're back before he wakes." He answered, raising his brows before lowering them so he could smirk as the elevator opened and we were allowed out. As we walked I expected Odion to come rushing out of nowhere and taking me back to the room but he never came and soon I was out of the hotel. I ran when my feet touched the sand. I laughed as I ran from the hotel. Malik joined me in my laughter.

"This is awesome! My first trip in the Outside on my own!" He cackled as we ran through streets and alleys, taking turns here and there. Soon Malik stepped in front of me and I skidded, falling down on my rump. I rubbed my bottom and looked up at him.

"Don't forget the motorcycle." I beamed.

"Thanks Malik." He nodded and we walked around, looking at the stores that were available. Malik grabbed my hand and started leading me through streets. "Malik?"

"Last night I looked through a handbook and found a place that we could go to for candy or motorcycle browsing." I frowned.

"Browsing? I thought I could borrow and drive one." He chuckled.

"Yes. My bad." I smiled as we stopped outside a building. They had motorcycles on display.

"Wooow. Amaaazing. I wanna ride one! I wanna ride one!"

"Hush, hush. We will." He walked me into the building before replacing his hand with the Millennium Rod. I tilted my head. "Speak to him." He pointed at a man behind a table. I walked over and looked at him. He looked at me, frowning.

"What is it kid?" He spat.

"I want a ride on one of your bikes!" I cheered. His eyes went dull.

"Which one?" That's weird.

"Hold the rod tighter. Or hold it up to his face." I heard Malik whisper in my ear. I looked for him but he was gone. He must have hid. I held it up higher, gripping it tighter.

"I want a ride on one of your motorcycles." He nodded.

"That'll be-"

"Free." Malik whispered.

"Free?"

"-"

"Use more force." Malik growled. I gulped.

"It's for free." I demanded, stomping my foot. He nodded.

"On the house."

"Brilliant." Malik whispered. "Now tell him you want the best one he has."

"I want the fastest!"

"Slowest you idiot! You don't really know how to drive and you're small!"

"But you said-"

"No." I whined but agreed.

"I change my mind. I want the slowest."

"Those are slow. Those over there are fast." He pointed and I quickly found a slow bike I'd like to drive. I beamed at him, pointing at it.

"I'll take that one for free." He nodded and I quickly ran to the bike. "Malik? I think I didn't think this through."

"It's the smallest they've got." He replied, coming out of hiding. I nodded. We got the bike out of the store and into an alley. I got on and started testing the controls. They seemed easy enough. I've read lots of magazines about motorcycles so they shouldn't be that hard to control right?

"Let's go!" I cheered and rolled the right handle and the bike started and soon we were off, out of the alley. "Let's go find candy!" He cackled, riding behind me. We drove around and soon I realized it's been a while since we've been in the hotel. Odion would be awake by now.

"Don't worry. Hide the bike and-"

"Master Marik?!" I looked to see Odion in the crowd, staring right at me.

"Marik! The road!" Malik shouted. I turned back to the road but I didn't have time for turning. Before I knew what happened, Malik and I had jumped from the bike, letting it crash right into the building and now people were shouting. Malik helped me up. "Run." He ordered. I obeyed, running.

"This is your fault Malik." I complained.

"I didn't tell you to drive the bike." He retorted.

"Yes you did!" I disagreed.

"Did not."

"Did too!"

"Did not!" I ran into an alley and hid in a trash dump. Malik jumped in after me. After I caught my breath and when I was sure I hadn't been caught, I jumped out only to meet my older brother's waist. I gulped, looking up. He was relieved. He hugged me.

"Master Marik, I'm glad to find you safe. Where did you get that bike?"

"That's not important right now Odion." I told him. "I need to get back to the hotel so I can bathe."

"Yes Master Marik." He replied. We walked back in silence. When we got there, Odion ran me a bath and when he finished, I quickly got in. I bathed and made sure to wash my hair before I got out of the tub. I didn't want to smell like trash. When I finished washing, I heard Odion call my name.

"Master Marik." I wondered what he wanted. I couldn't possibly be in trouble could I?

What do you think Odion should do? Or should he do anything? Until the next chapter!