Okay thanks to a message I just realized I posted the wrong chapter.

Whoops.

Am I dumb or what.?This is what I get for ignoring fanfiction for so long. :/
And yeah, THANK YOU SO MUCH for the review telling me of my major error.

-you know who you are- ^^

So yeah, here's the REAL next chapter. Hopefully. I got exams and the super hot whether all in one week.

Anyway forgive me for my error. I feel kinda bad about it, but I'm too sleepy to care as much at the moment. So yeah. Read on...

Out in the mobile home of the Hawkins, the professor sat at a table. On it was a brown journal-like book. Its cover contained an ancient pattern and design that seemed unrecognizable. As Professor Hawkins looked over it he heard the door open.

"Professor Hawkins!" I called, announcing myself. "You called saying your found the book?"

"As a matter of fact I did," the professor said, standing up and walking up to me. He handed me a book with both of his hands. The touch of its brown leather on my fingers sent shivers up and down my spine. All the more reason for me to be excited to read its contents. "Do take good care of it, Amet. Of course, I probably didn't have to tell you that."

"Don't you worry, Professor. Your book is in good hands," I nodded, holding the journal with both of my arms up to my chest.

Meanwhile outside, Jet had riddin his bike after me, following. Catching up to the open clearing where the Hawkins trailer was, Jet saw three men in black and white suits with shades. They made hand signals as they approached the mobile home with discretion. Jet knew I was inside because he saw my bike. 'What are these guys up to?'

"If I'm right, this journal came directly from the Dominion of the Beasts many centuries ago," Professor Hawkins explained to me as I inspected the cover.

"Amazing," I said, impressed.

"Although the writing is beyond my knowledge, so I can not translate much of it I'm afraid."

"That's okay. I'll work with what you've givin me," I said with a bow of my head. Suddenly, I heard a banging sound outside the trailer. Jumping I saw a group of big strong men rush in with no hesitation. Whoever they were, they gave me a bad vibe. "Who are these guys?" I said as the professor and I backed up.

"You men have no authority to be here!" Professor Hawkins shouted in a stern British accent. The men didn't listen, obviously, and knocked the professor out, resulting with me screaming from surprise. A hand took the book right out of my arms.

"Hey give that back!" I snapped, jumping and swiping it back, only for me to be picked up and thrown over one of the men's shoulders. "Put me down! Hey! Get me down from here right now! I know how to pillow fight!" Professor Hawkins groaned, unconscious on the floor. The three men walked out of the trailer, the journal in one of my hands while the other was in the form of a fist, performing a failing attempt of punches to the man's back. "Argh! Drop me right now! Don't you make me scream for help- HELP!" I shouted that for as long as my lungs could give me. At the end I just let out a huge breath, tired from all my struggling. "You know, I am so getting tired of this 'damsel in distress' thing. It's the 21st century for heaven's sake!"

"Amet," Jet said in a silent gasp, watching from behind a tree. He knew he couldn't just rush in without a plan. By now he had learned that was a foolish decision, and on more than on occasion. But at the moment his best friend was in danger. Jet's inner thoughts fought in a war between right and wrong, and in the end one side won. "Amet!" Jet shouted, running out from behind the tree. The men had already arrived in a large black van. As the sliding door of the vehicle opened Jet watched helplessly as I tried to get out of the men's grasps.

Through all of my kicking and screaming I managed to catch sight of a blond in a far off distance. Jet! At a last attempt of freedom I shot my arm out, throwing the journal in his direction, not that the suits over here really minded, as long as I got into the van. Unable to pursue anymore strength I was shoved inside, the door slamming shut.

"AMET!" Jet cried, but the van had already disappeared. An out of breath Jesset stopped and took deep and heavy breaths, his hand resting on his forehead. Empty of any energy Jet fell to his knees. "No!" he shouted, banging on the grass under his fist. "I'm so sorry, Amet..." he said, his eyes closed and tired. What would he tell the others? Yugi and Tea? Who were those men anyway who kidnapped me? What did they want? What will they do?

But through his tired actions and thoughts Jet spotted something a few inches away. The thing I had thrown at him. Picking it up, jet inspected its outer cover. "This must be the book Amet got from Professor Hawkins. Wait! Professor Hawkins!" Immediately Jet jumped back up and ran the opposite way to the trailer. What happened to the professor, he wondered.

Professor Hawkins groaned from his trailer floor as Jet burst in through the door, journal at hand. At seeing the old man broken on the floor alert filled his eyes. "Professor Hawkins are you alright?" Jet asked in urgency, helping the him up.

"Amet..." Professor Hawkins said, struggling to keep awake. His old age had finally taken a toll on him. "Where's Amet...?"

Jet looked away to is his remorseful face. "They took her away... I couldn't stop them."

The man made a faint smile at the teen. "I'm sure you did your best."

Jet looked at him. "Come on. I've got to call an ambulance for you and get help." As Jet walked to get the professor to the couch to rest peacefully, something on the table caught his attention. After laying the professor on the couch, he fell into a deep sleep and Jet walked over to the table. On its white plastic top laid a white envelope, a sealing sticker of the yin yang symbol keeping it closed. Suspiciously Jet picked up the letter and looked at the back. "To Yugi," he read outoud. So this had to do with Yugi? Jet clutched onto the letter and placed it in his vest pocket before going over to the phone, dialing 911. "Hello?... Yes I need an ambulance over here right away," Jet told, thinking about me. He figured it best not to tell of the kidnapping. Not yet, anyway. At least he should tell Yugi firstand foremost. It probably concerned him more than others.

"Amet," Tea said wearily as everyone gathered in the Mutou Living room, everyone being Yugi, Tea, Tristan, Jet, and his parents. Plus Rebbecca. Jet had just explained the entire scenario at hand, and of couse everyone had their own way of recieving the news.

"And my grandpa," Rebbecca added, just as deep in thought as Tea was about her daughter.

"Don't worry, Tea. Amet's fine," Mai said, placing a strong hand on the brunette's shoulder before turning to Rebbecca. "And I'm sure Professor Hawkins is okay recovering in the hospital."

"I found this letter addressed to you after the kidnapping," Jet informed, handing Yugi the still-sealed envelope. Yugi took the envelope and Joey came up behind his best friend to see what it was.

"What do you think it is, Yuge?" Tristain asked.

Yugi merely shrugged and ripped the top portion of the letter open. He took out a letter and unfolded it. His purple eyes widened and his head jumped. "It's from Vivian."

"You're kiddin' me," Joey said with a face. "Tell me he did not just say Vivian. 'Cause if he did I'm gonna get so-!"

"THAT SHE-WITCH! SO THIS WAS ALL HER DOING!" Rebbecca shouted in total anger and rage, standing up with a balled up fist and cutting off Joey's rising temper. Yugi and he both fell silent at her sudden outburst. Mai too was left awkward.

Jet's eyes drifted over the words of the note. "She's keeping Amet hostage. So at least she's okay, for now."

"But what does she want?" Tea asked worried. "Does the note say anything about that? She must've taken Amet for a reason."

"She, wants me to be in her movie," Yugi answered with an unsure face after reading the rest of the note, making Joey and Tristan fall in the background. All that drama and suspence for some lame ransom like that?

"That's it?" I asked with a sweratdrop coming down the side of my face.

"You're saying this chick only kidnapped your daughter because she wants you to act as her lover in some stupid film!" Mai snapped, making Yugi and Tea jump at Jet's mother. Joe was trying to do his best to calm her down, but we all know Joey. He can't do it. "How ridiculous! Per putting us through all this trauma for such a lame cause! Just wait 'till I get my hands on her I'll-"

"Wait, there's more," Yugi said, looking at the bottom of the letter and catching everyone's attention. "If we want Amet back we have to meet Vivian at the harbor tomorrow. Otherwise we won't be able to get her back."

"Oh what could she possibly do to Amet?" Mai said irrediculously.

"If she's rich enough to hire those men who took her I can figure up some idea of what she could do to Amet," said Rebbecca.

"Well, Yugi, what's the back up plan?" Tristan asked with a determined look.

"There is no back up plan, Tristan," answered Yugi indifferently. "If we want to get Amet back in one piece we'll have to comply with her reasons."

"Yugi you aren't really gonna go through with acting with her are you?" Jet asked in disbelief.

"It is for Amet's safety, anyway," Yugi said with a fake faint smile. "It's a small price to pay."

"No man I'm not gonna let you go degrade yourself by acting in some corny chick-flick! I say we head down to those docks tomorrow and steal back Amet ourselves!" Joey shouted, in the end standing on top of the table with a ridiculous pose. Jet starred up at his father with another sweatdrop while Mai slapped her forehead.

"Oh get down from there. You're embarassing your son," Tea said, taking Joey's ear, rather painfully on his behalf.

"Tea don't you have any say in this? This is your husband after all," Rebbecca said in an assertive tone. "Are you just gonna give Yugi up to that spoiled Vivian?"

Tea let go of Joey's ear and turned around. "Like Yugi said. This is for Amet, and I want nothing better than to have her back home. If it means doing something as outrageous as this than fine."

"Not you too," Joey said at Tea.

"Is there really no other way?" Tristan asked.

"We'll just have to wait until tomorrow," Yugi sighed, standing up. "Until all this is solved, out first priority is Amet's safety." Although wishing for an alternative plan, everyone nodded in agreement. And really, everyone was wishing for some alternative plan.

Back in the Wheeler's Residence that night, Jet laid in his bed with his arms folded behind his head on his pillow. After turning so his head laid on its side, Jet wondered about his best friend and her whereabouts. Taking the flashlight under his pillow he turned it on and reached for the journal under his pillow as well.

'Amet gave me this journal before she disappeared for a reason. There must be something inside.'

He opened the cover and encountered paragraph after paragraph of an ancient writing unfamiliar to this world. "Weird..." Jet said quietly, going page by page through the book with the aid of the dim light from his flashlight. "I can't read a single thing out of this chicken-scratch... Huh?"

Turning one page, Jet found a picture of what appeared to be some girl that looked like the Magician's Valkyria, or more specifically, the picture I drew as a kid that was currently taped to my room.

"No way," Jet whispered, eyes widening. Beside the magician look-alike was another figure in the picture. It looked like some prince, who also appeared on the same drawing of mine. "Ugh, this is too freaky!" he said, shutting the journal closed with no hesitation. 'Why do those two pictures look the same as Amet's drawing? No way is this a coincidence. How is something that this old holding something the same Amet came up with not even a decade ago? Unless...'

Jet remembered what I said previously, how the answers to finding my killer lied in the past, but not this far back, right? Jet shook his head, holding the side of his head with his hand. "Forget this weird mumbo-jumbo. Right now I have to focus on the matter at hand, rescuing Amet." Jet turned off his flashlight and hit it and the book under his pillow, laying back down on it. "Don't you worry Amet, we're coming for you."

I was laying on the ground, sleeping. At the moment my hands were tied with rope and I had a cloth tied around my eyes as a blindfold. And still I didn't know who kidnapped me. Hey, it could be worse. But ever since the kidnapping at Professor Hawkins's I've been disabled from moving, and thus lost track of time. If I was right, it was night time. Made me wonder if anyone knew I was missing. No wait, Jet does, I almost forgot. Oh I hope he has some plan... I'm doomed.

"Mm..." I floated in an airless space, just like those other dreams I'd have of Atem. I opened my eyes, but I found myself up in a blue sky. "This is strange... This dream is different." Looking down my eyes widened. Below me appeared to be some kind of kingdom. It looked so tranquil and paradise-like. So much green, no city-life. It was like a fairy tale. "Where... is this exactly...?"

"AH! HELP ME!" shouted a boy's voice, making me look down. I saw a 10-year old blond-haired boy running through a green grassy plain, being chased by what appeared to be knights. Though that part wasn't what surprised me the most. What did, was the child's likeliness to Jet. His face, voice, a complete copy of a younger Jesset Wheeler. For a moment I thought it WAS Jet, actually.

"No way," I said, not that anyone could hear me. What kind of dream was this?

Once the boy and the knights ran past a tree, I saw a girl come out from behind in hiding. She wore long blue cloth and an odd blue and gold garment on her head which consisted of long black hair. I gasped, my head jumping again. "T-That's me?" The young look-alike of me peered out from behind the tree with a concentrated look on her face, watching the knights chase the Jet-look-alike. Same eyes and likeness as my own.

"Whoever he is, looks like he needs some help from the royal guards," said the girl from behind the tree, bringing her arm up. In her hand was a small scepter wand similar to that of the Magician's Valkyria. Was it coincidence that the two children looked like me and Jet? But then again, I've come to believe there are no such things as coincidences. Especially in my dreams.

"Just what does this all mean, anyhow?" I whispered to myself, only for the oh-so-familiar light to appear and take me away from this visionary world. I'd have to remember this dream, this different one. It was the beginning of something totally different, and I was shown this vision for a reason.

"Get up," said a female voice, shoving me in my stomach, luckily not too hard, though hard enough to make me groan. I was pulled up by a pair of hands and the blindfold was pulled down suddenly. I shook my head and opened my eyes from their long slumber. Everything was a blur at first, but eventually I came to see I was in a dark large room - no, a warehouse. In front of me were those men who took me, along with Vivian Wong.

"No way," I said bewildered.

"Surprised?" she asked with a sly smile, her long fake nail touching the side of her lip.

"No," I growled, sitting upright on the ground, my ankles and wrists still tied up. "You're lucky I'm tied up otherwise you'd be-!"

"You're not in the position to be making any threats, little Amet," Vivian said in such a know-it-all voice.

I kept my glare. "What do you want with me?"

"Nothing really. You're merely bait, a helpless pawn in my hands," she said with a smile. Helpless? "Oh Yugi, soon you will be mine," she said in a daze.

"... You have problems, lady," I muttered with a sweatdrop. She kidnapped me just to get to my dad? "But whatever you're planning won't work, ya wannabe actress!"

"WANNABE ACTRESS?" she shrieked, making me wince. Her huge body guards stayed still. Quite creepy to be honest. She came up to me and raised her hand. "You little twerp, why I oughta-!" She was about to slap me but stopped last minute, as if trying to restrict herself. She then pulled her hand back. "No, I promised your friends and family I'd do no harm to you unless my requests were not met."

"What are you talking about," I demanded.

"Mm, I left a little note. In just a few minutes you and I will be taking a little trip down to the docks," Vivian explained with an evil chuckle. "You'll see what happens. While we're there, you might wanna say goodbye to your daddy one last time."

I growled through my gritting teeth. Whatever she was planning I couldn't let it come to pass. But with me as hostage there's no telling what my dad will be doing to please Vivian wants.

Tea looked out the windows of the game shop, Yugi having left with Joey and Rebbecca early in the morning to head to the docks downtown. The worried glint in her eye matched with her frown. She had been standing at the same window for over an hour now, awaiting for her daughter to come back and for answers to what had taken place. Yugi told Tea to stay back in the game shop for safety measures, in case Vivian were to try anything else.

"What am I doing here? I should be out helping my family," Tea said to herself, looking down. Her hand absentmindedly went to her flat stomach.

"Tea I'm here!" Mai's alarmed voice called. The blond woman ran into the shop, the bell ringing above the door. Tea turned around. "Joey left a note at the house saying he left with Yugi and that you were here. You okay?"

"Just worried," Tea replied. "I can't help but feel there's something I should be doing."

"Well duh! You're giving up Yugi too easily. Put on a fight with that Vivian girl like the old teenage Tea would!" Mai encouraged.

"But..."

"No buts, Tea," Mai opposed. "What could possibly be holding you back?"

Hesitantly, Tea walked up to her friend and whispered into her ear. Mai's eyes instantly widened at her words and she stared at her in shock. "Really?"

"Yeah," Tea said shyly.

"How... quick," Mai commented, now in a totally different mood. "Is that why you're not going after Yugi? You're scared the-"

"Shh!" Tea interrupted, covering Mai's mouth. "I know we're alone but be careful what you say. I haven't told Yugi yet."

"You haven't told him?" Mai retorted.

"I've tried, but whenever I would the timing would always be so bad that I'd stay quiet about it," Tea explained in her defence. "And now..."

"Well now it's a perfect reason to fight!" Mai said, getting back to her old self.

"Mai I can't fight in my condition!"

"Not that kinda fight, hun," Mai winked, placing her arm around the brunette.

Well, yeah. That's that.

This chapter's kinda lame to me. If you liked it, thanks though. It'd be nice if some people reviewed though so I knew how this whole thing was going.

Besides that, I'm also getting tired of the Amet-always-in-trouble thing. It gets old now that I read it over. I'm still writing the stroy on WordPad so I'm just winging it all. Until then, I need to find good inspiration. As of recently high school is so dull and teenager-ish. People like drama too much. That ain't right.

Well, have fun this summer everyone! Keep up the AC's! Eat BBQ! Do something summer-y becuase I can't seem to! ^^