Me: Okay readers we need to have a talk. You may not be aware of this, but we authors live off of your reviews.

Ryou: *innocent face* Really?

Me: Yes really. But unfortunately I have not gotten very many reviews, so my supply of review cookies is runnung dangerously low *eats last cookie* THEIR GONE! NOW I WILL STARVE!

Ryou: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! PLEASE DON'T DIE!

Bakura: Seriously? *sighs* She owns nothing.

Chapter 3

Seto paced across the throne room, hands clasped behind his back. The captain of the gaurd approached hesitantly. "High Preist?"

Seto turned ot face the blonde. "Yes, captain. Has any thing been found?"

Jounochi shook his head. "We've not found the thief's hideaway, but-"

"But nothing! Your men have not found any leads correct?!" Seto spat.

Jou gulped. "No sir."

"Then what are you doing here besides wasting time? Continue the search and do not came to me again unless you have found them. Are we clear?"

Another gulp. "Crystal," Jou said before leaving.

Seto began pacing again when Mahad walked in.

"I saw the Captain walking out. Has anything been found?" Mahad asked.

"No."

Mahad's fists clenched. "It's been almost two weeks, he's probably killed her by now."
Seto shook his head. "She's his bait. If she was dead, why would we comefor her? He will probably keep her alive, probably."

Mahad sighed. "I guess so, it's just that..."

"Just that what, Mahad?"

"No matter his plan, I fear her mouth may get her killed."

Illana sat with her arms around her knees. The shackles around her wrists and ankles chaffing the already raw skin. The rough rock of the wall pressed almost painfully into her back through the stiff material her dress had become.

She glanced out the tiny window and saw the sky was a mix of reds, golds, and grays. The sun had almost set.

'Where is he?!" she thought, her stomach clenching with hunger. She stared at the door intently, waiting for the Thief King.

The door opened and a blonde stranger walked in, holding her daily ration of bread and water. He handed to her carefully.

"W-who are you? The Theif King usually brings me my food..." she asked, taking a bite.

The man laughed and ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair, "And here I was told you had quite a mouth on you. I'm Marik."

Illana rolled her eyes. "Nah. Your little Thief King is just amusing to irritate."

Marik raised an eyebrow. "So you find it amusing to be beaten?"

Illana rubbed her sore face. "Meh, he's just got some anger issues. Where is he anyway?"

Marik leaned against the doorway. "Just gone for the day..."

"Let me guess, out to raid an innocent village and kidnap another competely unassuming girl... Yay! I might get a roommate..."

Marik laughed again. "I can see why Bakura keeps you around," said as he left.

Me: I'm soooo hungery.

Bakura: Eat a hamburger.

Me: NOOOOOOO! I MUST HAVE REVIEW COOKIE!

Bakura: Or what?

Me: I WILL STARVE!

Bakura: ...and?