Destinies Intertwined.

Hello! Well here's chapter 10! Again, another pleasure to write so I really hope you enjoy it! However, there is violence in this one, so you have been warned :) I won't bore you's much longer with my rambling, SO... happy reading and reviewing!

P.s. As you should know by now, I do not own Yugioh.

"My Prince please, let me help you!"

The woman's voice had no effect on him as Yami closed his eyes and forced back his tears. Just like in his dream, she had been taken except this time; he couldn't save her. He hadn't even laid a scratch on her captor. Instead, he had been knocked down; helpless as she was taken away… away from him. "I've failed." He whispered and balled his fists.

He recalled the few moments before the intruders had ambushed them; how Tea looked deep into his eyes and waited for what he was about to say... how he was about to tell her that she was the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on; that he couldn't take his mind off of her; that he had feelings for her and, even though they were wrong, that she deserved to know; and, that no matter if she rejected him or if she didn't, that he would always care for her.

He remembered how he was to inform her with a kiss. A single kiss. He had been so, so close to her; so close to feeling her lips on his. So close to letting her know the truth. And so close to find out if she reciprocated his growing feelings. The moment seemed so perfect; too good to be true for, it was peaceful and there was nothing else in the world except for Yami and Tea.

But, of course, it was too good to be true. And the moment ended when the figures appeared... the figures that would eventually lead them to him, and thus lead to her kidnapping.

What does it feel like to have your most precious THING being taken from you?

Thing…

She was not a thing. She would not be owned.

Yami had to find her. He couldn't let Fadil, or Bakura, have Tea prisoner and, after the stunt that slave tried to pull the previous night, there was a high risk he would do it again. But what did Bakura have to do with it? Over the years, it had been clear that he wanted power- power from the millennium items to rule the world. What did he want with Tea? He hadn't expressed any interest towards her and now, all of a sudden, he seemed to have leaded the ambush.

Panic rose within Yami. Not only had Tea been taken by Fadil, now she had Bakura to worry about. "Argh" He groaned as he hit his balled fist to the ground. "How could I let this happen?"

The woman's pleas caught his attention. He looked up and saw that she had kneeled down beside him, not knowing what to do. Her Prince had been shattered and she was left trying to bring him back up. Yami met her eyes and, as soon as he did, she bow down immediately. "Prince..."

He studied her and, as he did, he realised that she too, was panic stricken and full of worry. She was shaking; confused at his state of mentality for, her whole life, he had been a god- like figure to her, and everyone in the village. Yami was her leader and protector; her King. And that was when he had his epiphany. He had to keep strong. He couldn't let anything break down his barriers because if he became weak, then all of Egypt would too. He needed to be strong... for them, and for Tea. He wouldn't let them take his dignity. He wouldn't let them ruin the lives of innocents. And he would not let them take his Princess.

Yami rose to his feet.

I will find you. I promise.

And I never break my promises.

"Miss, do you by any chance, have a horse?" He asked assertively; running would take too much time.

The woman nodded and rushed to the back of her home and, after what seemed to be a minute, she returned, pulling a horse behind her. She stopped in front of her prince and handed him the rope. Yami nodded in gratitude. "Thank you. I shall return it to you as soon as I can." He said as he mounted the animal.

She was about to object however, his sudden command for the animal to move had stopped her. There was no time for 'thank yous'. He needed to reach the palace, and fast. He had to inform the Guardians and then set off... set off to find Tea and keep to his vow of protecting her. And he would not fail again.

"Go!" He demanded as he urged the horse to run faster. And it did; it galloped as fast as it could. "OPEN THE GATE!" Yami yelled as he neared the colossal entrance of his home... their home. However, upon reaching the gate, he realised it hadn't opened and so, the horse reeled upwards, protesting against Yami's demands to go forward. This had frustrated him. "GUARDS!" He yelled. What had happened to everyone?

"Prince?" Came a voice from behind him, making him swerve around.

"THE GATES... OPEN THEM!"

"My Pr—"

"THERE IS NO TIME. OPEN THE GATES!"

And so, the guard immediately followed Yami's orders, ordering that the gates open quickly. Yami's brisk attitude had made him panic. Why was his Prince so angry and on high alert?

As soon as the Palace courtyard was in view, Yami rushed inside and jumped off the horse as he sprinted towards the doors. "GUARDIANS!" He yelled and navigated his way through the palace hallways. Again, the size of the castle wasn't helping him and he decided that once Tea was home and safe, he would do a thorough examination of every inch of the place to make sure he wouldn't get lost again.

"SETO!" He rounded a corner; no one there.

"ISIS!"He entered a room; again, deserted.

"MAHAD!" And silence followed. Oh no. Have they been taken too?

Yami sped through every hallway and room, and called upon every Guardian yet he still hadn't gotten any replies. This made his panic rise for, there was now the possibility that they had also been captured and the longer Yami lingered in the Palace, the longer Tea was in danger.

He had to go alone. There was no time.

"Very well." He whispered, turning as he sprinted back towards the courtyard. His legs were protesting that he stops torturing them from his running, yet he ignored them. Resting was out of the question for, the lives of those he cared about depended on him... again.

"PRINCE!"

Yami stopped and turned swiftly. Behind him came rushing the very people he had been calling moments before.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" He demanded and rushed towards them. "Never mind that," He started, as he saw that they were about to answer his rhetorical question, "You must help me! They've taken her!"

"What?" The Guardians replied in unison.

"Teana! They've taken her!"

Not only was Yami in a state of panic, but upon hearing the words, the Guardians too had become filled with anxiety and worry.

Tea could definitely say that being thrown into a cell was not comfortable... at all.

The walk was a long one and, being dragged with hands across her mouth didn't help that much either. It had all happened so quickly. One moment Yami was about to tell her something and the next, they were running down the streets of the village, trying to get back to the palace. He had even carried her whilst he ran for; her stupid dress limited her movement. He had been so brave, and his bravery had knocked him out... literally. Tea remembered seeing the figure leap out from the side and strike Yami to his face... and how he fell, with herself landing on top of him. She remembered the panic and how, even though he too was also worried, he still told her to run; to get herself to safety. But that didn't sit well with her and she refused. And even though she had been captured, she didn't regret her decision because she would never leave him, no matter what.

And now, she was somewhere in the outskirts of the village, afraid and unable escape for, it was pitch black and the only noise she could hear was the shifting of the cell guards.

"Save yourself..."

The grumbled whisper had caught Tea off guard and she turned rapidly, trying to decipher the whereabouts of it. "Who's there?" She asked in an undertone, alarmed at her sudden companion.

"There is danger lurking at every corner. Run... run before it's too late."

The croakiness to the voice had freaked Tea out. Who was there and why did they sound so familiar... like she heard that voice before. "Show yourself." She demanded, again in an undertone but with shaken confidence. Tea couldn't show that she was afraid... that mistake had gotten her in this mess. She had to be strong. She had to be strong for herself... and for Yami. She would get back to him; there was a way may it be that she escapes or that he finds her. She thought she knew Yami quite well and so she knew that he wouldn't let her stay trapped here... he would find her.

She would have him back.

A flickering light caught Tea's attention and it was slowly making its way to her. She back away as far as she could for, she thought that a floating light was creepy. However, the cell bars stopped her in her tracks. "St-stay back!" She stuttered; forcing her back straight against the bars as the light had reached her and stopped in front of her. The luminosity, however, had revealed the person who was holding it, and who had been speaking.

Tea gasped. "It's... it's you!"

A woman nodded shakily and fell to her knees as she was too weak to stay on her feet. "My Lady..." She whispered weakly and was unable to continue what she was about to say.

Tea also knelt down and helped the woman regain some balance. The sight of her had made Tea flinch for; she looked as if she had been tortured in many horrendous ways- she was bruised all over, her clothing was that of ripped rags and her hair looked as if it had been ripped out from her scalp. Dry tears were evident on her face and were shining over the dirt that encased the poor woman. Tea couldn't help but tear up. The lady had been so kind and cheerful when she had last seen her. Now, that life within her was gone, and she was about to give up on everything in any second. How could anyone do such a thing to her?

"Please," Tea whispered, "Don't strain yourself. Here, lean against me." She continued and positioned herself so that the woman rested her head against Tea's shoulder."

"But...my Lady..." She gasped.

"No." Tea interrupted sternly. "You have helped me in the past. It's my turn now." She couldn't help but shake as she said the words. What if she ended up like that? Fear began to consume her to the very core.

"Thank you..." The woman struggled and closed her eyes- she could finally be in peace that way. She would once again be with him... her heart and soul.

"No, don't close your eyes!" Tea insisted, upon noticing what the woman was doing. She was giving up for, if she closed her eyes in the state she was currently in, she wouldn't open them again. "You mustn't give up! Please, stay awake! Talk to me... about anything! Just don't close your eyes!"

"It just seems so easy that way." She breathed, "If I close my eyes then I might be able to escape this horrid place and find him..."

"Him?" She must keep the woman talking.

The lady nodded crookedly and began sobbing; the memory was too painful. "Abasi..." She whispered and cried harder. He had been taken from her, just like that and in front of her very eyes. He was gone forever... whilst she was stuck here, in a place full of torture and hate. She would never again feel the warmth of his hold; see his smile; return his soft kisses.

And she would never again be herself. She was alone.

Even though it was hard for Tea to ask her next question, she had to do it. Because that was the only way that the woman would stay awake. "What... what happened to him?" She also found herself crying harder.

"My darling Abasi..." She breathed in, "He tried to save me... he tried to fight them...for me... and I lost him. He was taken from me... I lost him Teana and I feel nothing. I'm so numb and not even the scars that they cause upon me can change it. There is no reason to live anymore."

Tea couldn't help but stare. The woman had gone through so much and yet, she was still breathing. Although she was about to give up, up until this point she hadn't. And how her Abasi had been taken from her... that was the part which pained Tea the most. The man also helped Tea when she was (and still is) unfamiliar with the land. They were such kind people... who could do something like that. And why them? They hadn't done anything wrong. She could understand why they would be after herself and Yami- they were the Princess and Prince. But to target an innocent family... that was just low, even for them.

Along with the fear, anger had found its way to Tea. She would not allow any more harm to this woman nor herself. No one would hurt her. She wouldn't allow it and Yami wouldn't allow it either. She and Yami shared a bond so strong that no evil could surpass it. He would come for her. He would save her and thus, Abasi's wife would also escape this hell. "Do not think like that." She began, "You will be free, and I promise you that. Don't give up. You have fought so hard and you still are. Just keep fighting. You are an inspiration not only to me, but to everyone."

The woman replied with a gasp and more sobs as she held on to Tea tighter. "But you must escape... you are in more danger than you think. I know what they're planning."

"And when I do, you will come with me."

"My Lady—"

"Call me Tea. We are equals."

"But—"

"What is your name?"

The woman coughed as she sighed in defeat, "Safyia."

"Thank you Safyia, for everything."

"Prince, it is much too dangerous!"

"I do not care."

"What about the people? What will they think when they find out their Prince has left?"

"You will deal with that."

"But Prince..."

"I will not argue with you any further, Seto. As Prince of Egypt, my word is final."

"And as your Guardian, I cannot let you go out there."

"My Prince, I must agree with Seto."

Frustration was filling Yami rapidly. He knew their intentions were in the right place yet he couldn't understand why they didn't understand the reasons that he needed to go. "Look, I recognize that you have vowed to protect myself and you have. But I must go. She is out there and until I find her, I cannot and will not rest."

"Akhenaden and I think otherwise... My Prince, there are search parties already out there. Mahad and the soldiers are preparing to set off. They will find her."

"Seto, I am going. Your words won't change my mind."

"Prince! Please listen—"

"ENOUGH!" Yami snapped and the whole palace silenced. Seto immediately knelt down before his Prince however, Akhenaden only back away a few inches. "I will accompany Mahad on his quest. There will be NO more discussions of the matter." He finalised and turned away from the two to make his way to the courtyard. "The more we dwell on the matter, the longer she is in danger."

"Very well, my Prince." Ahkenaden mumbled and made his way to his duties.

Seto however, had followed Yami out. "I apologise my Prince."

"There is no need, nor time."

The two had reached the courtyard in less than two minutes. The place was filled with soldiers, all set up and ready for their search. Mahad was saddled upon his horse at the front of the group. Yami made his way toward him; signalling a nearby guard to get a horse for him.

"My Prince, what would you have me do during your absence?" Seto asked as Yami walked towards the front of the group.

"Alert the villagers of the situation and ensure their safety. There is an evil lurking out there and I sense that it is getting closer as we speak. If you must shelter every one of them here, in the palace gates, then so be it. I will not let anyone else get hurt."

"SOLDIERS!" Came Mahad's voice, "IN THE NAME OF THE PRINCE... FUTURE PHARAOH OF OUR EGYPT, WE WILL FIND TEANA AND PUNISH ALL OF THOSE INVOLVED WITH HER CAPTURE!"

Cheers of agreement followed but were soon silenced when the soldiers noticed Yami's arrival. They had all bowed their heads.

"Prince!" Mahad called out, "What are you doing here?"

The guard had arrived, pulling a horse behind him. Yami took the rope and mounted the animal. "I am coming with you." He stated as he made his way to the gates before Mahad could object.

And Yami was off. Off to find and rescue Tea; to fulfil his promise. He was off to save his Princess and punish those who had taken her away from him.

Laughter had caught Tea's attention and put her on high alert.

Safiya flinched and backed off. "Oh no!" She gasped, "He's here..."

"Who's here?"

The response she got was a mere, shaking point. Tea turned and found that she faced the lit up face of Bakura. She also gasped at the sight of him and back away from the bars; shielding Safiya as she did so. The woman would not be hurt anymore.

"I see you've made a friend." He snarled and took a step closer to the bars so that his face was leaning against them. "Tell me, Tea... or should I call you Teana... are you comfortable?" He began sniggering at his question.

Tea didn't answer nor did she meet his eyes. To be honest, he scared her. A lot. And now that he was here without her having Yami's security, she wasn't sure if she could shield Safiya from the man let alone herself. She was in danger... and the danger would only grow in Bakura's presence.

"Aww, you're ignoring me are you? You see, that's not very nice. Maybe the Lady of Egypt should be taught some manners..." He began to remove the hinge of the cell door.

"NO!" Tea gasped and backed away even further. She and Safiya were now on the furthest side of the cell and couldn't move back any more. If Bakura came in, there would be nowhere else to move away from him. Tea was frightened, extremely frightened and she could feel herself begin to shiver. Please Yami... save us.

Tea missed him so, so much. She missed having him close by. She missed talking to him. And she missed having his protective arms around her. All she wanted was to curl up to Yami; to have him comfort her and tell her everything would be okay... that she was safe. She wanted to be with him so much. Not only was he a Prince, but he was her Prince.

"Oh, look... it's a dear friend of mine. Would you like to meet him Tea?" Bakura asked, making her avert her thoughts from Yami. "Although, I'm quite certain that you already know him." And he stepped away, leaving Safiya and Tea alone for a short moment before a new figure took his spot.

And as soon as she saw the man, Tea filled with fear and rage. "YOU!" She screamed and shielded Safiya from his view. He had scared her more than Bakura had done so.

"Hello." Was all the man said.

"Get away from us!" Tea yelled; the fear and desperation was clear in her voice.

"Now, that is no way to treat a friend is it Tea?" He began unlocking the hinges.

"YOU'RE NOT MY FRIEND FADIL! YOU BETRAYED ME! STAY AWAY FROM US!"

He seemed to ignore her screams and opened the door to the cell. "Safiya, my sister... how are you?" He moved closer to the two.

Safiya tensed behind Tea, whose eyes had widened. Sister?

"Oh, she's not told you? Well then, let me explain." Fadil said as he reached Tea and held her hand. She jerked out of his grip but he held grabbed onto both of her arms. She tried squirming out of his grasp, yet it tightened the more she moved. All she could do was keep her face as far back from his as she could.

"Shhh... shhh." He mumbled when she tried to get out of his grip. "Now, do you remember the man who helped escort you to the palace?"

Tea felt Safiya tense behind her at the question. All Tea did was look away from Fadil as he continued talking. "Well," He said, trying to make Tea face him by moving his own closer to hers, "he was my brother."

Tea couldn't help my turn to face him as she again, widened her eyes. However, she quickly turned away when she saw their proximity... a closeness that seemed all too familiar.

"Ahhh, so you do remember him. Well yes, my brother. And a horrible brother he was—"

"NO HE WASN'T! HE LOVED YOU! AND YOU KILLED HIM!" Safiya yelled suddenly.

"So she speaks." Fadil said briskly before continuing with his story as if no one had yelled at him at all, "You see, my parents loved him. They thought he was the greatest son anyone could have. And he loved that attention. He thought he was the best at everything... that no one could surpass him. Then my mother gave birth to me. I was the child they never wanted for, they wanted a daughter. You would think why they would want a girl in a world that was male dominated but that's what it was. So here I came, unwanted in their perfect little family. I was the slave. Whilst they trained my brother to be the perfect son, they forgot about their other son who wanted to prove his worth to them. And then he got married... to her! And so, he again got his perfect story. And me? I had nothing. Nothing. Do you know how it feels? Do you know how it feels to not be loved by your own family? No, of course not. You're the precious Princess." He moved closer to Tea, "Although you do have such beauty. Your pathetic excuse of a Prince is not worthy of you. What has he done? Sit around and wait for everything to magically appear for him—"

"DON'T talk about him like that!" Tea spat.

"Ahh, the Princess is defending her Prince. Tell me, when I kissed you, why did you kiss me back?" He was now so close to her face that one more move and he would once again brush his lips over hers.

"I did not!" Tea scoffed although, she did in fact, kiss Fadil back. However, it was because, for some reason, she pictured Yami as the one kissing her.

"You're lying. And you know it." He brushed his lips over hers.

Tea tensed and moved away from his mouth. "Don't..." She growled.

"Aw, not so enthusiastic now are you?" He teased and again moved so that his lips were a millimetre from hers. "I can make you happy."

Nice try.

Tea knew the truth. She kissed Fadil back because her mind showed her that Yami was the one kissing her. She knew it was wrong but that's how it was. And she didn't need to justify herself to Fadil. She had pushed him off when she realised that it wasn't in fact Yami was who kissing her, but Fadil instead. And now the creep was using his difficult past as an excuse for his actions. He had no excuses.

Tea had found her strength, and pushed Fadil off of her so that she was free from his grip. She stood up. "How dare you," She snarled, "How dare you use your difficult past to treat people like this! You say your family didn't love you... well look at you! You killed them. You killed them because they didn't take a second look at you! And you know what... I don't blame them! Do you even see yourself? You've tortured the only family you have left... someone you claim to be your sister! How dare you treat her like that... and for your selfish reasons! Your brother was a good man and you know what? I thought you were too, once! I trusted you! But you know what... I should have listened to him! He was suspicious of you from the start! So how dare you accuse my Prince of such things! You have no idea what he has been through! He is a great leader and a great man... something you will never be!" Tea felt so out of character, yet she kept going, "YOU are the pathetic one you slave! You're a slave Fadil and you always will be!" She didn't know where the words were coming from. It was as if power was consuming her; she felt in control. "You were a slave as a child, you were a slave in the palace and you're even Bakura's slave! And you're a slave who has meddled and betrayed the Pharaoh!" She took a step closer to him and looked him straight in the eyes, "And if you ever try to kiss me again, I promise you, that's that last thing you'll do." She sneered, and slapped him across the face.

Fadil was shocked. Where did all of that come from? One moment she was quivering in his hold and the next she had him backing away. The tables had turned... but only for a short moment.

Tea realised what she had just done and as she did, she lost all of the confidence that had filled her body moments before. "Oops..." She whispered when Fadil's movement towards her made her back away. He did not look pleased... at all. In fact, he looked as if darkness controlled him. Tea was in grave danger and she knew she was about to get hurt. Tears had welled in her eyes. This is it... She thought.

"Oh," Fadil growled and marched towards Tea like that of a predator, "I will do more than just kiss you."

Tea held her breath and felt the bars behind her. Knowing there was nowhere else to move; she slid down into a seated position and curled up herself. However, as soon as she huddled herself in the tightest way possible, she felt weak arms encircle her. They were Safiya's. Tea looked up and into the woman's soft eyes.

"He's coming for you." Safiya whispered, "He will save you." And she held her tighter, hoping that it would somewhat protect Tea from the man approaching her.

It had been a bit over a week, and Yami, Mahad and every soldier had searched the village in such detail that they could remember every street off by heart. They were now in the outskirts, still searching for the missing Princess and the longer it took to find her; the more Yami began to lose faith.

No! You will find her.

He surely hoped so. As he strode on his horse, back and forth, whilst his soldiers took a few moments of rest; Yami closed his eyes and whispered. "You will come back to me, Tea. Please, stay strong... where ever you are."

"Prince, may I have a word with you?" Mahad asked as he approached Yami on foot.

Yami nodded and jumped off his horse; a nearby soldier holding the ropes whilst he spoke to Mahad. "Will it be quick? We must hurry and continue searching."

Mahad lead Yami further from the group. "Prince, I am sorry to ask you about this, but it might help." He took a deep breath and continued, "Last time, where did you go?"

Yami had no idea what Mahad was talking about. "Last time? What are you talking about?"

"When she disappeared..."

Yami's eyes widened. Bakura had taken her before... "Mahad, what exactly happened before?"

And so, Mahad explained to Yami the story of how Teana had been taken from him the first time. How she vanished in what seemed to be a minute and how he had gone into a fit of rage... ordering endless search parties and even going himself. Mahad told him how he began to neglect his duties as Prince and that he would not rest until he found her.

It was as if déjà vu had occurred because Yami felt those exact feelings now. And the more Mahad explained the past's events, the more memories came flooding back to him. A flashback transpired in his mind; letting him relive the moments. Another piece of the puzzle had been put together for; Yami remembered everything that happened a few years before. It was all so clear to him. And he could remember the exact places he went to search for her.

He turned to his left. "This way." He said, to no one in particular.

"Prince..."

"Let's go."

His strikes got harder the more he hit her.

It was as if Fadil couldn't control himself for, the week consisted of him beating the Lady of Egypt. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THIS NOW, PHARAOH?" He bellowed as he caused another belt upon her. How dare she insult him after all he had been through. How dare she call him a slave!

And throughout the whole thing, Tea kept her eyes closed. She kept them closed when he had grabbed her from Safyia's hold; kicking the poor woman out of the way as he did so, which caused her to become unconscious. She kept her eyes closed when he kissed her, multiple times. She kept her eyes closed when he hit her.

And she kept her eyes closed when he made inappropriate advances upon her.

The whole time, she just stayed quiet, hoping that if she did, he would stop. But he never did... he continued with his assault. And he seemed to be getting angrier the more she stayed silent.

Tea was in such excruciating pain that she felt numb. Her tears continued to well down her face, "Please..." She begged after what seemed as forever, "stop..."

"What's this?" Fadil yelled and grabbed Tea by her hair, "The Lady of Egypt is begging? You're begging a slave?" He shoved her against the wall with all of his power and growled into her ear, "I'm sure the Gods aren't too happy about that. Yet again, I'm quite sure they're waiting to strike me down as soon as I step outside, from what I'm doing to you. And trust me when I say... I'm not finished." He spun Tea around and studied her; hunger burned within his eyes.

"Please..." She cried, trying to move away from him but it was no use... she was too weak from the excessive torture. He had won.

He laughed and licked his lips as he stepped closer to her.

It's too late. All she could do now was picture herself with her friends; laughing and having a good time. She pictured Yugi's innocent smile; Joey stuffing his face with food; Tristan also stuffing his face with food; and lastly, Yami holding her as she fell asleep in his arms.

"FADIL!"

Tea forced her eyes open as soon as Fadil's grip was no longer on her. She never thought she would be so relieved to hear Bakura's voice. "What is it, my Lord?" He was beside his master in an instant.

"What are you doing?" He snarled.

"My Lord... I..." Fadil was at a loss for words. He actually looked scared; very different to how he was a few moments ago.

"Eh, I don't care. Now," He turned to Tea. "Would you like to know why you're here? I've been doing some thinking and I believe that you should know." He smirked; Fadil following suit.

Tea merely slid down the bar and hugged herself as she shivered in shock. She had never been this hurt before... ever. She was so afraid for, she wanted to keep fighting... to stay strong but she didn't know how. She cried, and cried.

"In the name of Ra, what have you done to her?" Bakura pondered, "Never mind that. Now, let's start from the beginning shall we? When I occupied the body of your pathetic friend—"

"BAKURA, MY LORD!" A red eyed guard ran in yelling from the top of his lungs.

Bakura growled in frustration, "What do you want?"

"HE'S COMING! THE PRINCE AND HIS ARMY ARE COMING!"

Tea's head shot up. "Yami..." She whispered and managed a small smile whilst still being enveloped by her tears.

Bakura smirked. "I was wondering when he would arrive. Looks like it's your lucky day Tea." He moved away from the bars.

"Bakura..." Fadil began.

"See, you'll get to suffer with your precious Prince now." And with that Bakura made his way out; Fadil following close behind.

"Fadil!" He sneered.

"Yes, my Lord."

"Kill him."

"PRINCE, THEY'RE COMING!"

Yami turned abruptly and saw a hoard of the red eyed figures fast approaching them. He growled at the sight of them. However, he was a little relieved because finally, after many days, there was a sign of the whereabouts of Tea.

"SOLDIERS," Mahad yelled out, "READY YOUR WEAPONS!"

The army was ready within a split second, with Yami in the lead and Mahad close behind. "Prince, will you call the attack?"

Yami nodded. "Now." He growled and stuck out his left arm. The duel disk emerged from what was once a gold bracelet.

"GO!" Mahad yelled and the soldiers charged into battle.

"Prince, stay here—" Mahad began but Yami noticed a large black arrow coming toward them. Yami's eyes widened, which resulted in a confused look from Mahad. "Prince?"

"MOVE!" Yami began and tried pushing his comrade out of the way but it was too late. The arrow struck him right in the chest. Mahad fell.

"NO! MAHAD!" Yami yelled and leaped from his horse to his fallen friend.

"My Prince..." He whispered, "it's been an honour serving you."

"NO! STAY WITH ME! I ORDER YOU TO!" The Prince yelled. "You will not be defeated." His insides were squirming. It felt as if a brother had been struck down. Panic rose within him as he saw Mahad's eyes closing, "MAHAD, KEEP FIGHTING, STAY STRONG—"

However, Yami was cut short when a light began protruding from both Mahad's millennium item and his own duel disk. It was blinding, and Yami couldn't help but close his eyes.

"I will always serve you, my Prince." Came Mahad's voice.

The disk was burning against Yami's wrist. What's... happening?

After what seemed to be five minutes of such luminosity, the light subsided. Yami fluttered his eyes open and gasped at the sight in front of him.

He was looking up to a familiar face.

"Dark... Magician?" He gaped

Mahad nodded with a small smile, "Hello, old friend." And he turned; summoning his Dark Magic Attack, upon the intruders.

Yami lost his movement for a few seconds, but a familiar noise made him turn around. As he did, he noticed that something had appeared on his duel disk. Again, another familiar face, and, when he looked up, his eyes widened for what seemed to be the thousandth time in the last two minutes for, he was staring at one of his most powerful monsters.

Slifer the Sky Dragon.

And... yeah. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I loved writing it! As you can tell, I used some bits that actually happened in the anime but hey, when Mahad became the Dark Magician... that was seriously one of my favourite bits so I had to have it here :3 Oh, and sorry I made Fadil so evil xD Anyways, next chapter will hopefully be up soon!

Until then,

Sammii :)