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Chapter 6

Yugi paced up and down, tears were still falling. He could not understand why this was happening, after everything they had been through. Why could they not get a break from all of the anguish? It was infuriating, they had been away from the King for less than a minute and then he had gone. The door creaked open and a policeman walked out he sat opposite Grandpa and Yugi was quick to retake his seat.

"The good news is that we have got CCTV footage of them. It seems that this Bates character was waiting for you to leave the hospital and when your back was turned he took Atem. But the bad news is that then the only other piece of footage we have is them approaching the airport, but it is there that we loss sight of them."

"The airport!" Yugi cried, "Why would Bates go there?"

"We don't know." The policeman said, "We've contacted the airport and they haven't seen them. Some of our officers are on the way to the airport now so I'm afraid the only thing you can do is to wait.


He could feel something vibrating in his pocket. Pulling the phone out of his pockets, Bates answered it. He did not need to look to see who it was, he already knew.

"Seriously? You have to call now? I'm a bit busy."

"Like I care, look just listen. I know where the Valley of the Kings is. I have stolen a jeep so I will be waiting for you round the back."

"Good to know." Bates said, slightly sarcastically, "Well thanks for the update but I'm too busy to chat right now!"

With that he hung up the phone. Peering round the corner he saw the plane he needed, luckily it was the closest to him. But there was no one walking towards that plane, it was still not time. Glancing down at the boy at his feet he smirked. The Pharaoh was bound, his hands tied but his feet were free. A cloth was tied over his mouth to prevent him making any noise. He was alert, he knew what was happening. He knew who had taken him. Their eyes meet. Bates leered at him, kneeling so he was on eye level with the former King.

"Now, are you going to be good boy?" Bates said, patronisingly, "If you say a word during the trip you know what will happen."

A flash of silver glinted in front of Atem's eyes. He knew what that meant. Bates had looked away again; he was looking round the corner. He could see people starting to board the plane. He was quick to undo the bindings on the boy. He then pulled out a small razor blade, positioned it on the Pharaoh's wrist and then placed some duct tape over it to keep it in place.

"If you dare step out of line then you know what will happen." Bates snarled.

He pushed the spot where the blade was concealed. The tiniest gasp came from the latter as the blade cut through the skin. Smirking at the response Bates grabbed the Pharaoh by the wrist and dragged him to his feet. They had to board the plane looking as normal as possible.

He had considered climbing into the luggage hold but that was not a good idea as there was no oxygen in there. So, Bates had stolen two boarding passes from some passengers. He had a vice like grip on the Pharaoh and they hurried over to the plane. The Pharaoh thought about struggling but he knew what Bates would do. If he was honest, he was too afraid of Bates to fight back. Bates was slightly worried that they would be stopped as he climbed the steps of the plane; he was still gripping the former Pharaoh. The airline crew made no impression that there was anything wrong. They greeted them with a smile. Moving up the aisle Bates made sure that the Pharaoh was sitting by the window seat as it meant that there was no escape. Atem stared out of the window; a single tear fell from his eye.

"Don't speak. Don't move. Don't do anything." Bates said, he pressed down on the blade on the other's wrist again.

Atem closed his eyes as he felt his skin being cut open. What could he do? There was no means of escape. What was he going to do?


When Grandpa had received a phone call summoning them to the police station Yugi was sure that it meant they had got Atem. Well, that's what he was hoping. They had hurried into the police station where they were immediately directed into a small room which had a circular table with four chairs around it.

"It has to be good news right?" Yugi asked, tears streaming.

Grandpa was barely able to hold back his tears, "I don't know, all we can do is hope."

As if on cue, the policemen entered the room and took a seat.

"Please say you've found him." Yugi said.

"Unfortunately not." The Policemen explained, "But we know where they are going. They were seen boarding a plane and that plane is headed for Cairo, Egypt."

"Egypt?" Grandpa asked, "Why there? What happens now?"

"We have informed the security services in Egypt and we will be in regular contact with them."

Yugi put his head in his hands, tearing streaming. At this time on the previous day he had been heading the hospital to take the Pharaoh home but now he was on the other side of the world. The policemen went on to explain how they would proceed but Yugi wasn't listening. He was lost in his own thoughts. Why did things like this keep happening? Why could they not get a break from this anguish?


Bates shoved the boy round the corner, practically squashing him against the wall. They had literally just got off the plane when Bates had noticed the surprising number of police. He knew what it meant and was kicking himself for it. He should have been more careful. Carefully looking round the corner he swore under his breath, Travis was still not here. And the police they would find them if they did not move now. The Pharaoh had seen the policemen and tried to free himself but Bates spotted this. A fist connected with the Pharaoh's jaw.

"You dare." Bates hissed, "You dare to try and free yourself. You will pay."

He was just about to strike the Pharaoh again when he heard a car horn. Grabbing the Pharaoh by the scruff of the neck he bolted to the car, throwing the once King into the boot before jumping into the front seat.

"You timing sucks!" Bates said.

"Shut up." Travis snapped, "I could have left you there to the mercy of the police and taken the boy for myself."

Bates rolled his eyes, "Tell me what you have found out."

"The items should be in an underground chamber in the valley of the Kings. Apparently this chamber has a doorway to the next world. But the items should be there."

"They better be. We'll have to hurry they are on to us now."


Bates put his hand on the stone. The stone had strange cravings in it and various shaped holes where he presumed that the Millennium Items would go. But they were not here. He could feel the anger building up inside him. He turned round to face the other two people in the room. Travis was staring round, it was clear that he was not happy about the fact that the items were not there. The other person was on his knees, his gaze on the floor. They had made sure to weaken the Pharaoh. His nose and lip were bleeding and Bates had still not removed the blade from the latter's wrist so there was dried blood all down his arm. Bates strolled over to the boy and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.

"Where are they?" He yelled.

"I… I don't know!" The Pharaoh replied, "I don't know where they are."

That was a half lie. He knew that the Ishtars had the items but he did not know where they were. A fist had connected his face, even more blood poured from his mouth which caused him to have to spit the blood out. Bates rubbed his sore knuckles and walked away.

"What now?" Travis asked.


"Look." The man said, pointing at the screen, "That's them right?"

The older man looked at the screen, "Yes. That's them. That matches the description we were given. Right, track them. We have to find them now."


Travis looked around, looking for anything that could help them. Bates was pacing up and down, he was fuming. They had been standing there in silent for a long time without saying a word to anyone. Travis' eyes spotted something on the wall. Etched into the wall was something that looked like an eye, in fact it looked like the eye on the other wall?

"Bates. Come here."

Bates hurried to join him, his eyes found what Travis' had.

"That looks like…" Bates trailed off.

Frowning Travis gazed at the wall, "What if there is something behind it?"

The pair exchanged a look.

"But how do we get in?" Travis continued.

Another pause. Bates looked around. There had to be something in here which could help them. But the only other thing in the room was the boy, who was slumped on the ground. The boy couldn't help them. His frustration was growing again but suddenly it hit him. What if the answer to how to get in was currently slumped on the ground? Bates covered the distance to the boy within seconds and then dragged him over to the wall.

"Him. He can get us in." Bates said.

"How?"

Bates smirked, "Blood. Think about it, there are things that can only be opened by something like a blood payment. He is a Pharaoh after all, it should work."

"But what if we are just being really stupid and it is just a wall."

"Then we still would have hurt the boy, he deserves it."

Pulling out his knife, he prepared to split open the Pharaoh's arm. Travis gripped the Pharaoh wrist as Bates dragged the knife up the Pharaoh's right arm. Atem weakly cried out, pulling against his captors but that just created more pain for him. Within a matter of seconds his arm was covered in blood. With the blood that had got on to his hand Bates then pressed it against the wall right over the eye. The eye lit up, it was the colour of blood. The eye then split straight down the middle and an opening appeared. Travis and Bates rushed in. Sat on seven stone pillars was the seven Millennium Items. Their greedy eyes locked on to the golden items as the approached. Atem, who was clutching his bleeding arm, looked up. He saw the Millennium Items, his heart skipped a beat. If Bates and the other man got their hands on them then hell would break loose. He knew that Bates knew about the items and roughly how they worked. He could not let that happen. But, what would they do to him? They might hurt him even more. He did not want that, but he couldn't let them get their hands on the items.

Bates' hand had found the Millennium Rod. It felt so light for something that held incredible power. His eyes had locked with it, he was not quite believing that he was holding it. Once he knew exactly how to use the power he could become rich. So rich. Nothing bad would ever happen to him again. He could literally rule the world and have every one bowing to him and his power. Such small items could control the whole world and a world of magical creatures. It would all be under his control. His eyes had found another item, the puzzle. His hand stretched out to grab it but there was a weak shout and someone slapped his hand away.

"You shall not touch the Millennium Items." The Pharaoh stated, his face was deadly pale and his voice weak but he was determined.

"Oh and what are you going to do?" Bates asked, his grip tightening on the Millennium Rod.

"You will not touch the items." Atem repeated.

"Just you try and stop me."

Bates swung the rod, it collided with the side of Atem's head forcing him to smash his head into the corner of the stone pillar which bore the Millennium Puzzle. Atem fell to the ground, the pillar toppled over as well and the puzzle fell to the ground where it landed in the pool of blood that was rapidly forming.

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