A/N: I was requested to update this. Hope you like it!


Constructive criticism is accepted and very much appreciated! This is rated T for teen due to some language and frightening images. Enjoy!


I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or anything else famous that people may have heard of before reading this.


Chapter 2: Trapped and Lost

Ryo slowly opened his eyes as he tried to remember where he was.

He was lying on his back as his eyes shifter to the right, then to the left, and finally above. It was so dark, he couldn't tell if his eyes were really opened until he saw a small beam of light drift down from an opening in the ceiling.

As he tried to sit up, the hikari suddenly remembered where he was, and how he got there: the trip, the hike, the fall… Wait, the fall?

Ryo sat up with a twinge of pain, but he ignored it and looked back up at the opening. How could he have no injuries, let alone live through the dangerous plummet? There wasn't anything down there that could've broken his fall.

Ryo's muscles ached as he stood up. He leaned on the cold, rocky wall. Suddenly, realization slammed into his mind harder than a bat: he was trapped in an ancient Egyptian tomb with no water, no food, and no way out.

"Father," he yelled in desperation, "Father, I need help! Where are you?! Father!" His calls more and more frantic, but still no one answered. At least, no human answered.

When Ryo let his body slide down and he was sitting up against the wall, tears began to swell up his eyes. Then, he heard something walking in front of him. He reached his flashlight and turned it on as he looked up. To his astonishment, and frightened surprise, he was not alone after all.

There, sitting with its bushy tail wrapped neatly over its little paws, was the Fennec fox Ryo had seen the night before. But it didn't look anything like the other foxes his father had shown him; this one had eyes that were a glowing red, and its fur glowed a ghostly silver. And when Ryo's flashlight shot a beam of light at it, it didn't flinch or run away. All it did was blink its blood-red eyes.

Ryo's eyes brightened. Not only did the fox give him some creepy company now, but the little animal gave him an idea: the creature was outside the night before. The animal would probably also try to avoid people, even though it seemed to have a liking to Ryo. Thus, it must have found another way in… and out. All Ryo had to do was coax the little fox to show him the way, which could be an impossible task. How could a wild animal understand what he wanted?

The hikari stood up and cleared his throat.

"U-um," he stumbled, "you don't think you could show me how you managed to get in here, could you?" The fox looked and him and flicked its large, bat-like ears, as if letting Ryo know that it did in fact hear him. The furry animal stood up and started trotting down the ancient hallway. When he didn't follow, the fox just stood there, starring at him. Ryo gulped. Was it wise to randomly follow an oddly colored fox? But what other choice did he have?

Ryo took one step, and then another. The fox's ears perked up, and it began going forward again, with Ryo right behind it.

Ryo expected to see hieroglyphics or statues or something that would make the tomb seem interesting. But they didn't pass by anything so far.

"You know," he began to talk to the fox, "it's odd that there's nothing here. Most tombs would have artifacts in it… was this place broken into by tomb robbers, Little Fox?" It didn't answer, but instead just flicked its huge ears.

"But there aren't any--" Ryo stopped as they walked up to what looked like a doorway on the left right side of the hallway. The hikari stopped and faced the large hall in the wall. He gulped as the fox just sat where it was. The white-haired boy shone his flashlight into the darkness, and he nearly screamed; inside were sarcophaguses vertically lying on the wall. They didn't seemed to all be painted with gold and many precious stones embedded in them.

"B-but," Ryo shook, "F-Father said that all kings had their own tombs! These are far too nice for just anybody…" He flinched when he felt something step on his boot. He quickly looked own, expecting to see a rotting hand covered in cloth, but instead saw his little fox friend looking up back at him. He guessed that it was trying to get him to go on.

Ryo nodded. "Alright, let's keep going. Father'll know more once I tell him when we get out of here." The fox seemed to nod, and it began walking forward again. They didn't pass by anything else special.

Eventually, Ryo began to see a little white dot ahead of them. As they got closer, it grew, both in size and brightness. It was the exit! They were almost there!

"Oh, thank goodness," he sighed with relief, "but how do I repay a fox?" The creature didn't respond, and it began to break from a fast trot to a run. Ryo did the same, relief and happiness pushing him forward.

"Almost there," Ryo smiled, "just a few more--" he was suddenly stopped when he felt a huge, powerful hand grasp his pale arm, and he dropped his almost dead flashlight. All of the happy and safe feelings drained away from his face, and were suddenly turned to fright and disbelief. He was so close… But when Ryo looked up to see his kidnapper, he screamed; it had no face. Instead, it had gray, worn-down skin, holes for eyes, and was completely wrapped up in ancient Egyptian cloth.

Suddenly, a new fear struck down Ryo's spine; the fox. He looked back down at his little friend. It was sitting with its sliver, bushy tail around its small paws.

"Run," Ryo ordered, "Run, Little Fox! What are you doing, you bloody animal?! I said run!" But no matter how much the hikari yelled, the fox didn't move. Instead, it seemed as if a grin began to grow across its furry face.

"You're still a gullible fool," it whispered.

"D-did…" Ryo was too shocked and frightened to speak.

"You asked how you could repay me, right," the fox smirked as it walked up to the captured Ryo, "well, don't worry. I know exactly how you'll repay me." Ryo's eyes seemed to be twice their normal size, and his brown eyes were nothing but tiny orbs inside a sea of frightened white.

The fox turned to the mummy that was holding the hikari.

"Let's go," it ordered, "We need to knock him out so he doesn't get any hopes of escape."

"No," Ryo muttered, "I-it can't be… it just can't! Th-this has to be a dream…"

"Oh, no, Ryo," the fox laughed, "this is all quite real!" The mummy dragged Ryo away as the fox trotted triumphantly with it, leaving the flashlight behind.


Ryo's father slammed his fist onto the wooden desk underneath one of the tents. It had been 24 hours since his precious son had disappeared inside the tomb.

"Please, Professor Bakura," Ishizu begged, "please stay calm, sir! They're already sending another search party--"

"But no one's found him," Mr. Bakura yowled. The young Egyptian stepped back, towards her brothers, Marik and Odion. She could see a tear begin to roll down the worried father's cheek.

"Poor Ryo," he muttered, "he must be so scared…" He sighed as he placed his hand under his glasses before continuing, "I promised myself… and her, that nothing would happen to him…" Marik looked down at his feet, trying to find a way to comfort him… unfortunately, he failed miserably. Odion looked away and sighed as Ishizu just starred at the broken man in front of her. He began to gasp for air, and tears began to flow down his face, and Mr. Bakura tried to cover them up by keeping his hand over his face and turning away from his company.

"What am I going to do…?" he sobbed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Bakura," Marik tried to reassure, "we're going to find him."

"Alive," the older man asked as he looked up, "or will we find his body, rotting in the hall of an ancient hell?" Marik turned away. He didn't have the heart to honestly answer that question.

"Please, sir," Ishizu pressed, "we mustn't think negatively. We will find him… alive."

"Ishizu," Marik whispered, "can I have a word with you outside?" She nodded, and then followed him outside of the tent. It was almost dark, and the evening stars began to appear and glitter in the dark blue sky.

"What is it, Marik?" Ishizu asked.

"There's no way that Ryo went missing on accident," Marik explained. His sister looked at him.

"A-are you suggesting that…" she said in horror. Marik nodded grimly. She looked away and placed her hand on the side of her head.

"B-but I thought--" she stuttered before being interrupted by her brother.

"I thought so too, Sister," he agreed, "but apparently, it wasn't destroyed like we thought it was.

"Oh, Marik," Ishizu asked solemnly, "what are we going to do? Mr. Bakura must not know that his son is in even more trouble than he thinks…"

"I have an idea," he mentioned, "but I'm going to have to borrow your laptop or phone, Sister."


A/N: WHY HAVE MY CHAPTERS BEEN SO FRIKIN' SHORT?! Geez, this isn't anything like my normal self… then again, there really is not such thing as a NORMAL me. I'm sorry, guys. But I definitely know where I'm heading with this one. Also, I'll be gone for a while starting next Monday, so I won't be on the site for a long, long time. Oh, and DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A REVIEW. THOSE ARE VERY IMPORTANT! They might make me work on my stories while I'm gone…