Prologue
In the dark of the night, the moon was bright and the streetlights were flickering. Bakura and Max were running through the streets in fear that they were being pursued. They finished crossing a street and Bakura tripped over a curve. As Max tried to help him up, they both heard a familiar voice. "And where do you think you're going?"
Bakura recognized that it was the voice of the evil spirit that controlled him. He quickly got back up and he and Max began running again. "This can't be happening, not again!"
Finally, they came to a small church nearby. "We should be safe in here," Max hoped. But the sanctity of the church cannot protect anyone from everything or everyone. The candles lit up and the sinister chuckling of the evil spirits filled the church. "Stop it! Stay away from us!"
"We can't do that," said the spirit that once controlled her. "We still have a mission to complete."
"Mission?" Bakura echoed.
"How quickly we forget," said his evil spirit. "Allow us to remind you; does the term 'Millennium Items' sound familiar? Well, you promised to help us obtain all seven. And at the moment, we only have one. But not to worry; my friend and I know where the others are. We just need someone to take us to them."
"And that's where you come in," his partner added. "After all, you're the vessels that allow us to exist in this world. Now stop resisting and join us."
"Never," Max protested.
"What makes you think we've given you a choice," asked the evil Bakura. "You will help us and the most powerful force that ever existed will be ours!"
"You can't force us!" Bakura cried.
"That's where you're wrong, mortal!" The windows shattered and the evil spirits cackled and their hosts cried out in fear. The evil Bakura spoke again and said, "I've waited long enough! The darkest Shadow Game in five millennia will now begin!"