OK. This is my first story ever. Please forgive me if it isn't up to your satisfaction. Oh, and don't be too harsh when reviewing it.

Lalynn's First Episode

'…There it was. A simple glimmer of golden light, suspended in a blanket of endless black. I see it, floating there, dangling like a piece of bait for a sucker fish; but I am no sucker fish. I would stand there and stare at it, thinking of a way to escape, to leave this pit with its torturing treasure. At times I would raise my hands to the shimmering light and walk to it, but it would not grow nor get smaller. I would scream out, shrieking at it, but it didn't do much good. When my shrill cries would fill the void the light would fade but reappear soon enough. All I could do was stand there between reality and fiction, starring at my only way to escape, and unable to achieve my goal…'

Lalynn sat upright, her long silver hair matted to her forehead. She sighed and fell against the pillow and heaved deeply. She ran her palms over her face and calmed herself.

"Lynn? Are you alright…I heard you scream?"

Lalynn new her mother was standing beyond the door listening but not interested in her affairs. "I'm fine mother. It was a nightmare."

"Again?" Her mother mumbled and scuffed down the hall. Lalynn could hear her mother say several words, shut the door, and lock it. No doubt she had another "visitor". Lalynn's stomach wrenched itself into a ball when she awoke to her mothers bed-shaking love making.

Slipping out of bed Lalynn grabbed her robe and slid it around her slender pale body. Her square shoulders giving her poise, and her long silver strands making her face vibrant. Her brilliant blue eyes exploded on her cheeks and her smile succeeded it. Lalynn slid her fingers through her hair and walked out her room and down the hall. When the sound of her mother's rocking bed and moaned obscenities she hurried quickly down the stairs, her eyes filled with disgusted tears.

Lalynn hurried to the phone once it began to ring, "Hello?"

"Lalynn?"

"Sure is."

"Hey, it's me, Liz." Lalynn was grateful to hear her best friend's voice over the phone.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Nothing, wanted to know when you wanted me to come over and help out."

"Help out? With what?" Lalynn scrunched her forehead together trying to think.

"Your basement, remember?" Liz sounded worried and Lalynn laughed. She remembered all right. Her mother had ordered her to clean it out, but had never really enforced it. Since summer had begun though, she thought it be best to do so.

"Oh yea, I do. Come over any time."

"Something's up with you. Your mom, huh? She got another victim?" Lalynn could hear her friend snicker at her own comment.

"Yea. All night I guess."

"What a whore." Liz' voice trailed. Her sudden silence was enough of an apology. Lalynn hated to admit it but her mother was a whore. It was not uncommon to have her temporary "victims" over every other night. Lalynn was sick of it, sick of the rumors that were true, sick of the many times her own mother forgot to pick her up from school because she had company.

"Nah, you're right." Lalynn laughed softly and finished their conversation like normal. After she hug up the phone she ran upstairs and changed, her slender body chilly against the air. She smiled to herself as she heard a door slam shut and an engine run. She glanced out the window, a blue pickup drove away. "Must have been him." She shrugged and walked back down the stairs, surprised to see her mother sitting at the table, her hair wet from a shower.

"Morning sunshine." Her mother smiled slightly but it faded fast. "Lynn…he's a nice guy." She haltered and starred to the floor. Lalynn was tired of hearing those words, and she knew it.

"Liz is coming over. We're cleaning the basement." Lalynn ignored her mother and walked through the door to the outside world. The trees were bearing and the wind was chilly as it blew across the streets. Lalynn shivered and pulled her jacket around her tightly. She smiled as her friend Liz drove into the drive. Surprise exploded from her though when the passenger side opened and a young man of twenty slid out of the car.

"Hey Lynn!" Liz jumped out of her car and slammed the door shut. "This is Darrin. He's new in the area. Met at the community college. He was interested to find out who's picture was hung on the honors wall."

"Hello Lalynn." The man stood in front of her, his hand held out waiting for hers. Lalynn smiled at him her gaze on his.

"Hi." She slid her hand into his and he gripped it gently. He stared at her, his eyes rolling over her body and returning to hers.

"You two are quite the talkers." Liz laughed and pulled on Darrin and Lalynn and headed toward the basement door. Liz grabbed Lalynn and pulled her behind a few moments. "So what do you think? He's a looker huh?"

"Maybe." Lalynn blushed and ran a head and opened the door and lead everyone down the steep steps. "Mom says that this place is crawling with old Egyptian stuff. She said that our family gained possession of some old piece of jewelry soon after the war between the Kaiba company and a woman centuries ago. She said that my grandfather grew up with a young boy who was known to care for the jewelry, which was watched over, and once was held by a pharaoh and several other legendary men. I don't think I believe the stories. But we will soon see huh?" Lalynn laughed as she turned on the light and introduced the basement to her guests.

"Her mother's side of the family is strange." Liz piped in and starred at the messed up room. "Jesus Lynn!" She filtered through several chairs and landed on one pulling a box to her and began to stir through it.

"I know, isn't it wicked?" Lalynn stared at the room and made a face to Darrin who smiled and laughed back. "So when did you get here?"

Darrin's smile faded and ran his fingers through his brown hair. "A few days ago actually. I was sent here…"

"On work?" Liz asked as she turned away form the dust balls.

"You can call it that. I've been sent here to find something…like an artifact." He smiled and gently brushed his hand over Lalynn's as he walked past her, his breath sliding against her neck as he passed. "So where should I start Lynn?"

"Does it matter?" She smiled and flushed as he winked at her. She turned on her heel and walked to another section of the room and started unpacking things. The three of them talked and discussed objects that seemed strange that they came along on.

*several hours later*

"Hey Lalynn…what's this?" Darrin held up a golden chain, a pyramid shaped box dangling from it. "It looks kind of old."

"It's one of the pieces of jewelry that was handed to our family. My great great great grandfather was the sole keeper of the necklace." Lalynn stood up and walked gracefully to the spot where Darrin stood holding the dusty box. "I was once told that there used to be a magic held within the case, but it's worthless."

Darrin stared at Lalynn and back to the box. This was it. The millennium puzzle of Yami. The item he was in search for. "How'd your family get it?"

Sorry, that's all I have right now. I will be adding more soon. Bye