"Marik, we have to talk." Isis said as she quietly entered the living room. Marik turned his head from his game with Ryou and nodded. Ryou offered his friend a hug and he prepared to face his sister.
"Marik, I showed the doctor that poem you wrote... I know you're still unnerved by Malik, but he says you should try to physically face your demons or metaphorically... Look, we need to find you some way to put Malik away in your own head by your own hands." Marik nodded to his sister.
"Aye, I know. That's why I want to go to America with Ryou. I hear that there's something that may be able to help me over there. I'll return post haste after the job is done." Marik watched his sister's face soften and then she sighed.
"Take care, brother. Please, for all it is worth take care." And with a hug from her, and later one from Rishid, he began to pack.
There is hope
There will always be hope
But sometimes
That dawn has the blackest night
I don't know how long it will take
I don't know the price to pay
I don't think I can escape
But that doesn't mean I won't avoid
Avoid the unnecessary
Death's bells chime for us
Those who ate in Lucifer's castle
Are walking to their doom
Very few have chariots to take them home
And those that do cannot leave
But I suppose that Ra shines upon me
For you have set me free
And later on maybe
You'll understand my fee.