AN: Finally got this done. And it's almost 2 in the morning and I have to work at 10, so I'll be brief.
No BlueFox of the Moon, Ghede is not an alien. ...That's all I'll say because I don't want to ruin the surprise :x
Yes, Yugi lost. But if Yugi had won, then the story would be over and that wouldn't be fun now would it. Mwahaha!
I agree consumedbylove. If you love a character, you occasionally have to put them through hell. Though only fictional hell. ;)
lovenyami Marik will eventually get food. He's skinny enough as it is. I can't let him go hungry forever D:
There is a duel in this chapter. I'd like to say now that the duel is, in my opinion, a tribute to a scene in an Indiana Jones movie. Can you guess what I mean?
Then again, I"m silly so it might just be a tribute in my mind...
*puts out a box of Limited Edition Obelisk plushies* Ta da! Enjoy! Thank you for reading and lots of love for reviewing!
Rajan rubbed the back of his neck as Diabound carried them to the temple. He cursed himself for not being more careful and mulled over what he could have done differently in the fight, trying to determine if he had even stood a chance.
'And Kisara had to see me like that...great...' he thought dismally.
"Catch."
The blond looked up in time to comply with the command, looking at the thick leaf Bakura had tossed to him. "I see you used some," he smiled, breaking the medicinal herb in half and rubbing the opaque green goo on his neck.
"Yeah. That stuff reeks, by the way," the thief tsked.
"It helps though," Rajan nodded, feeling some of the pain ebbing away. He peered down to see they were hovering just over their destination and made a motion to Bakura that they should descend.
Not long ago, the temple had been a beautiful sanctuary that housed the frozen forms of three powerful creatures. It had been a simple design: an elongated oval-shaped arrangement of columns supporting a domed roof. The floor, columns, and roof had all been crafted of the same polished stone that held a bluish-hue to it. In the center of the temple was a hole that seemed bottomless, a platform rising from it's depths. It was there that the dragons had once stood, sealed in crystal and bound by magical swords that could only be removed by those chosen by fate.
The dragons had been awakened and fulfilled their duty by seeing the defeat of the Leviathan revived by Dartz. They had departed, promising to return should the world ever need them again. In their honor, the temple had been maintained diligently.
Once Ghede had arrived, he seemed drawn to the building as well, perhaps seeking the ancient power that no longer dwelled there. It had been the first battle and, while the man had left the temple after finding nothing to interest him, the structure had suffered heavy damage. Only half the roof still covered the temple, the other portion laying in heaps an the marred stone floor. The columns that remained bore battle scars while others stood broken at staggered lengths.
Rajan had set people to work on salvaging the remains of the once proud temple, giving them the task of gathering necessary supplies and guarding the building from further damage in the event that the castle was lost. He had hoped and prayed it would never be needed.
Diabound came to rest near Mahado and Atem, the blond quickly moving to the mage's side.
"I'm sorry-"
"Don't apologize, Rajan," Mahado cut him off. "Are you alright?"
Rajan nodded firmly. "Still suffering from wounded pride, but I'm alright otherwise." Crimson eyes turned to Atem and he offered him a smile and a bow. "Pharaoh Atem. I wish we were meeting in happier times."
"Aa," Atem replied, beyond caring what title people wanted to give him. His thoughts were constantly returning to Yugi, who he had left in the care of Isis and Rishid for the time being.
"Where are Petri and Malik?" Rajan asked, looking around.
"I haven't seen them yet," Mahado admitted. "I'm certain they will arrive shortly."
A roar overhead heralded the arrival of the Blue Eyes White Dragon as he swooped down, it's passenger dropping from it's back before it had even landed. "Master Mahado, they're coming!" Kisara cried. "Ghede doesn't' seem to be with them, but his bugs are coming this way!"
"Thank you, Kisara," the mage replied hurriedly. "Rajan-"
"Osiris no Tenkuu Ryuu!" Rajan called, having already drawn his sword. The red dragon appeared overhead, it's roar shaking the air. "We'll have to hold out. Perhaps if we-"
"Rajan!" Mana cried, running towards them. He grabbed onto his arm frantically. "Petri and Malik ran off! They said they were going after Marik!"
"What!?" The blond looked to Kisara. "Did you see them?"
"No."
"They ran into the woods heading north west," Mana explained hurriedly.
Rajan pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ghede has Yugi's soul doesn't he?"
"Yes..." Mahado nodded. "He had taken it shortly before you arrived.
"Then someone has to go after them. If he gets a hold of Malik too then all is lost."
"Rajan, Osiris is the fastest. You'd have better luck," Kisara pointed out.
"But we need Osiris here," Mana squeaked. "Ghede's bugs are coming this way."
Bakura sighed in mock disgust. "Bitch bitch bitch, that's all you're doing. Look, you don't need Osiris here right now. My Diabound can hand it. Rajan go find your brother, Malik, and the psycho."
"But Osiris' attack it effective against-" Mana began to protest, but Atem gripped her shoulder.
"Pharaoh sees where I'm going with this," the thief grinned, looking at Rajan. "Have Osiris hit Diabound with his "Thunder Force"."
Rajan blinked at Bakura as if he'd grown a second head. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. Have Osiris attack Diabound."
"If I do that, you'll die," the blond argued.
"If I was worried about dying, do you think I'd be telling you to do it?" the thief countered.
"It is alright, Rajan," Atem interjected. "Trust him."
"Look, even the Pharaoh's backing me," Bakura laughed, amused that his sworn enemy was on his side. Was imploring others to trust him, the mighty Thief King.
Rajan made a face, eying Bakura suspiciously. "For the record, I like you and don't want you to die, especially not by my Ka," he muttered.
"Touching," the thief rolled his eyes.
"Osiris!" Rajan pointed his hand at Diabound.
"Wait, Rajan!" Kisara cried.
"Is this really wise?" Mahado asked, looking to Atem.
"You witnessed his ability in the last Shadow Game," the former Pharaoh pointed out.
The mage nodded. "In a shadow game, yes. But-"
"Thunder Force!" Rajan shouted, his Ka roaring and launching it's attack at Diabound. Everyone save Bakura and Rajan shielded their eyes from the closeness of the attack. Despite his boasts, the thief folded his arms over his stomach, doubling over momentarily and letting out a short, sharp cry of pain. It was quickly followed by a deep chuckle, Bakura straightening and wiping a bit of blood from his mouth.
"I...impossible..." Rajan breathed seeing Diabound seemed to be unfazed by the attack.
"Go," Bakura shooed the stunned blond, turning and striding toward the gathering crowd that faced the oncoming insects. Diabound flew on ahead, standing ready to attack. "Diabound, Thunder Force!"
Rajan shook his head after seeing Diabound mimic his own Ka's attack. "Someone's going to have to explain this later. I'll be back as soon as possible."
His words seemed to snap the others out of their daze. "Good luck, Rajan," Mahado said, clapping a hand on the blond's shoulder.
"Damn it!" Malik cried, lilac eyes searching the brush. "I lost it."
Petri frowned, search as well. "It can't have gotten too far..." An idea struck him. "If he was leading us to Marik, then can't you tell where he is?"
"What?" Malik turned to his companion.
"Well, the legends say that a yami and hikari are bound to each other, body, mind, heart, and soul. I guess I always thought that it meant they could always find each other. Like they were linked, you know?"
Malik made a face. 'Linked? Like...a mind link?' He recalled the shadow game where they had fought Zorc. 'They mentioned something like that...'
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"Malik, can you tell Marik to keep Zorc distracted?" Yami asked the blond.
"How can I do that?" Malik tore his eyes from his yami for a moment.
"Do you guys still have a mind link?" Yugi questioned.
"Mind link?"
"Never mind," the Pharaoh cut in.(1)
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'They never did explain what they meant by it...'
"Malik?"
"I'll try...but I've never had that sort of connection with Marik before," Malik admitted, closing his eyes. 'What am I even trying to feel?' he wondered, a slight chill running down his spine. 'Should I think of Marik? Or think about how he makes me feel? His warmth? His smell?' Lilac eyes shot open as he felt an unmistakable pull as if a heavy magnet had settled in his chest and being drawn to its polar opposite.
"This way(2)!" he shouted, allowing the feeling to guide him. 'Maybe it's just wishful thinking. Maybe I just really want to find him and make sure he's safe.' As he burst into a small clearing, he spotted Marik, chains securely pinning the blond yami to a large tree. 'Or Petri could be right...' "Marik!" he called out in a mix of relief and concern. Marik was slumped against the tree's trunk, his eyes closed and features slack. The teen ignored Petri's calls to stop and was rewarded with the other blond pouncing on his from behind.
"Malik, stop!" Petri panted. "S-sorry about that. You're really fast."
"Let me up, he needs help," Malik grumbled, unpleasantly squashed between the ground and the combined weight of Petri and his backpack.
"I will, but you can't go any further," the blue-eyed blond insisted, getting up and offering Malik a hand. "There's a barrier not even two feet in front of us. If you'd run through it, I wouldn't be able to help you."
"Barrier?" Malik looked around, not seeing any sort of wall. He did notice four small, odd-shaped statues half-hidden by rocks and dead leaves. Before he could raise another question, a wheezing, maniacal laugh erupted from behind the tree Marik was chain to.
"Sharp eyes, runt," Harper laughed, stepping into view. "Not that they'll do you any good." He grinned wildly as his gaze met Malik's, green eyes glittering darkly. "So tell me, little light...hehehehe Do you...hahahaha want to play a--hehehhahaHAHA a game?"
Petri pointed his sword at Harper, standing protectively before Malik. "I won't let you hurt him!"
Well isn't that noble," the demolitionist snickered. "You and I can play a game as well. It's called "sit down and shut up or I'll blow up my hostage". Doesn't that sound like a fun game?" he asked, grinning and producing a stick of dynamite from his suit jacket.
"Wh-what's that?" Petri asked.
"It's called dynamite," Malik explained. "It-"
"No no, let me tell him," Harper insisted with a grin, draping his chain over his forearm and producing a lighter. With the fuse, he held it out, Malik cringing and wondering how the man could be so calm. "You see, when you light the fuse, it burn down - see that spark burning there on the cord? - It burns down into the blasting cap. And when that happens-" He gave the stick a strong throw, the small device exploding in the air with a loud bang coupled with more insane laughter. "Of course, mine are much more powerful than standard issue. Let's just say that there will be....much more of..." he laughed again, barely managing to speak. "The dark one to love!"
Petri lowered his arm, not willing to risk his long lost brother's life. Blue light danced along the blade as it reverted to wood.
"Good boy. Now be a dear and stay out of the way so the grown ups can talk," Harper snickered. Malik put as hand on Petri's shoulder, moving to stand beside him.
"What are your terms?"
Seto tapped away on his laptop, quickly assessing everything with his company was running smoothly in one window while tracking the news on another. Two irritating days had passed as still they hadn't pinpointed the location of Jean Radcliffe, despite the trail of victims left in his wake.
"Where are you going, Radcliffe?" Seto wondered, trying to decipher the data he was reading. "You seem to be making a lot of pit stops..." He opened two other windows, re-reading over the profiles of bother Jean Radcliffe and Fredrick Harper. He was irritated that the men didn't seem to have any connection. Their companies had no reason to ever interact lest Radcliffe had ever tried to buy out Harper. The former was clean cut and serious while the latter looked more has though he should be in a mental institution.
"There has to be something connecting them...or someone..." the CEO eyed his cellphone for a moment before an idea struck him. "Puppy, come here!" he called. Jounouchi appeared almost immediately.
"Find something Seto?" he asked hopefully. Instead the brunette tossed him his cellphone, a number already dial and connecting. "Eh?"
"Hello?"
"Yugi's grandpa?" Jounouchi blinked before holding the device properly. "Hey grandpa! No...er, well, nothing's more wrong than usual I guess. Seto just kinda handed me the phone. I'm guessing he wants to know if anything's happened over there?" The blond half-heartedly glared at his boyfriend. Seto scribbled something on a piece of paper and went back to working on his laptop.
"Wait a sec, let me see here...Ah, he wants to know if there's anything else we should know about the duel Ryou was in." There was silence as Jounouchi listened to the tale, broken only by the CEO hard at work running his business long distance. "Huh...Nah, I don't know if that's helpful, but I'll tell him. Yeah, I'll call if we find out anything else. You too. Talk to you later."
"What did he say?" Seto grumbled.
"Well, just the same story Atem told you the other night. Ryou lost his duel to some crazy guy named Fredrick Harper. Before they could stop him, he vanished saying that "Master Ghede will be pleased". What?" he asked, the CEO turning to stare at him a moment.
"Master "Ghede"?"
"Yeah...Hey, you think-" Seto turned back to his computer, already typing- "that guy's the key?" Jounouchi asked, leaning over his lover's shoulder.
"How would it be spelled," the CEO muttered, trying various spelling. Suddenly one search yielded a result for a company called Ghede Industries(3). "Seattle?" Seto brought up another window, looking over a complied list of people who had recently been admitted to hospitals in unexplainable comas as well as their locations. Another window opened showing a map of the United States with dots corresponding to the list. The CEO stood, looking at Jounouchi. "Get the others. We're going to Seattle, Washington."
"We play a game of Duel Monsters using the Deck Master system. If you win, I'll let your friend here go. If I win, I get your soul," Harper explained, chuckling.
"What about Ryou?" Malik sniped.
"Oh? The other light?" Harper held up his chain, showing off his collection of charms, each a different shape. "Hmmm, so many souls. I don't know which one he is," he pouted mockingly. "But I guess if you win I'll let you pick one. It's not likely to happen though. My deck master will be the dark one's Ka, which I can feel is quite powerful."
'So it will be like Ryou's duel," Malik thought. 'My deck master will be my Ka, whatever that may be. I'll have to make it work. For Marik and Ryou's sake.' "Fine then."
The small, bomb-like creature from before appeared, this time carrying a contract with it for teen to inspect. Petri bit his lip, his grip tightening on the hilt of his sword as he watch Malik take the document and read over it.
'Can't I do something to stop this? But what? I don't want Marik to get hurt...I wish he was awake or that Rajan were here. They always know what to do...'
Harper laughed, producing a dagger from inside his jacket, eyes wild with delight as he launched the weapon through the air, intending to strike Malik non-fatally. "Signed in blood!" he cackled. Stunned, Malik took a small step back from the oncoming blade, his momentary hesitation leaving him vulnerable. Petri had just moved to push the teen out of harms way when the dagger was deflected.
Rajan's sword paused in the air before Malik's chest, the dagger knocked harmlessly away to embed in the dirt. Crimson eyes glared at Harper, their own panting slightly from his sudden appearance.
"Yeah...no."
"Ah so now both brothers are here. What a nuisance," Harper tsked. "But it doesn't matter. Like I told the runt over there, if you interfere, I'll gladly blow my hostage to bits." For emphasis, he produced another stick of dynamite, waving it in the air before him.
"Rajan," Malik began, but the man shook his head and took the contract from the teen and glancing over it.
"New rules," he announced, unintimidated by Harper's threat. "Your "hostage" is our older brother. Since you have one of the gods on your side, then my Ka will be Malik's "Deck Master". If we win, then you have to set all of the souls you've captured free."
"Che, please. You're in no position to be making demands," Harper snarled. "Besides, I already have one of the lights in my collection. If you want all of these souls, you're going to have to offer more than just one light."
"If you win," Marik spoke suddenly, all eyes suddenly on the "hostage". "Then you get all of our souls." One lavender eyes opened half way, focusing on Harper.
Rajan opened his mouth to say something then closed it again, turning his attention from Marik to Harper. "That's fine."
"What!?" Malik looked between Rajan and Marik. "Are you insane!?"
"If Marik trusts you with our lives, then that's all I need to know," the crimson-eyed blond replied coolly. Petri nodded, slipping his wooden sword through his belt.
Harper threw his head back and laughed. "Make it so!" His little Djab reached up to Rajan so the contract, which was relinquished so it could make the necessary adjustments. Malik felt as though he might faint for a moment at the thought that it was now not only his soul on the line, but that of his two new friends and his lover.
"When the battle begins," Rajan said quietly, "do what you must. I'll trust your judgment as I am not entirely familiar with how this game is played."
"You really trust me to win? Ryou was...is a good duelist too and this guy beat him," Malik whispered.
"As I said, Marik trusts you not only with his life, but with ours. Obviously he knows something that I don't. In a head on fight, I don't think Osiris could beat Raa, but perhaps you know a way."
Malik reached behind him when the edited contract was presented to him and drew the Millennium Rod from his belt loop. As an after thought, he shrugged off his back pack before unsheathing the rod's hidden dagger and pricking his finger. After writing his name, he replaced the rod behind his back and activated his duel disk.
Marik closed his eyes again, seemingly relaxed as the duel began.
"You can have the first turn, little light," Harper chuckled confidently. 'Oh this will be so much fun. If these two control Obelisk and Osiris, then the dark's Ka must be Raa. I'll win easily!'
"Fine. Draw!" Malik drew his card and added it to his hand. "I'm really not in the mood for a long, drawn out duel right now so I'm just going to go ahead and summon my Deck Master to the field. Come forth Osiris no Tenkuu Ryuu!" Rajan closed his eyes, his Ka spirit appearing in the air behind him, roaring at Harper with it's lower jaw. "Because it's my first turn, I can't attack, but I also won't play any cards this turn. Osiris' attack strength is based on the number of cards I hold in my hand, which means he's currently at 6000 attack strength. I end my turn."
Harper cackled, drawing his card, grinning wildly. "Oh, so that's the game you want to play is it? hahahahaha Then I -hehe- I summon my Deck Master to the field as well! Come forth: Winged Dragon of Raa!(4)"
'Marik, I think I know what your plan is,' Malik thought.
Harper growled as his Deck Master appeared not as a flame breathing dragon or a mighty phoenix as he had seem images of, but as a golden ball. "What is this!? That's not Raa!"
Marik's eyes opened again lazily. "You can't use my Ka," he said boredly.
"What!?" Harper snapped, glaring at him.
"You didn't say the magic words," the yami explained, rolling his eye dramatically before letting it fall closed again.
"Hmm, that's right," Malik hummed. "But then, I thought you'd have known that, Harper." He looked over at Rajan. "Don't you think he should have known that?"
"It is a shame," Rajan nodded in agreement. "Surely if you're going to boast about using Raa, you'd know how to use him." He caught Malik's gaze, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. 'Magic words?'
"Shut up!" Harper snapped irritably.
"I guess it would be only right to tell you," Malik muttered, tapping a finger against his lips. "In order to summon Ra, you have to say the proper incantation. And there are incantations to use his attacks, which he has several..." the teen sighed and shook his head. "Rajan was trying to even the playing field too by letting each of us use a god in this duel. It's just not fair for you to not be able to use yours..." He shrugged, shaking his head again. "I guess...for the sake of playing a fair duel, I should tell you..."
"No hikari!" Marik shouted, both eyes opening suddenly and pulling against his restraints. "If you tell him the chant-!"
"I know, Marik!" Malik called back. Rajan and Petri shared a worried glance. "But it's the right thing to do."
Harper's grin reappeared at the exchange. "I agree. Tell me, what is this "chant" I need to say?"
Malik sighed, holding up one finger. "I'm only going to say this one time, so you'd better listen carefully." He closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, keeping his expression neutral as he spoke.
"Great beast of the sky, please hear my cry
Transform thyself from orb of light and bring me victory in this fight
Envelop the forest in your glow and cast your rage upon my foe
Unlock your powers deep within so that together we may win
Appear in this game as I call your name:"
Malik opened his eyes, one hand stretching over head as he called out "Raa no Yoku Shin Ryuu!"
Harper grinned and opened his mouth to speak when the orb that was Raa shifted suddenly, unfolding slowly to reveal the Kaa in it's dragon form.
"What!?"
The chains binding Marik shattered and the blond gave Harper a smug look before bounding across the field to stand beside Malik.
"Oh," Malik snapped his fingers. "That's right, when Ra is played, whoever says the chant gets control of him." He lightly hit the heel of his hand against his forehead. "How stupid of me..."
"But...Raa is my Deck Master!" Harper shouted angrily.
"Then you should have said the chant first, stupid," Marik snickered.
"Leave it to you to be over dramatic," Rajan sighed, smiling at his older brother who grinned back.
Enraged, Harper placed three cards face down. 'I'll just have to do this on my own then. "I end my turn."
"And I'm ending this duel," Malik smirked, drawing a card. "Osiris now has 7000 attack points, but that's not enough. I'm also going to show you Marik's favorite attack: One. Turn. Kill."
"One Turn Kill?" Harper repeated. 'No matter what he tries to do, I have three traps waiting for him...What?' he stared in confusing as Malik held his arm to show that his life points were dropping quickly.
"By tributing all of my life points but one, I can give them all to Ra. And don't think I've forgotten your face down cards. Trap cards don't work against the gods." AS the Life Point meter finally stopped on "1", Malik pointed at Harper. "And just to teach you not to mess with my friends again, I want more Raa and Osiris to attack you together."
Harper gaped as both creatures started their attack, bringing his arms up instinctively to shield himself from the combined onslaught. He cried out as he was knocked off his feet, looking up at Malik and the others as his life points inevitably fell to zero.
"No...NO!" he roared, though to no avail as one by one his charms shattered, freeing the souls he had trapped. Behind Malik's back, the Millennium Rod glowed softly for just a second.
With a final cry of outrage, he glared at Malik. "This...this isn't over!"
"Oh, it is, Harper," Rajan growled, charging forward as the totems shattered as well. Before he could reach him, however, Harper grasped his chain tightly in both hands.
"Lord Ghede will get you, little light! Mark my words!" he shouted, the chain taking on a faint glow before the CEO vanished, narrowly escaping Rajan's blade.
"Let him try," the blond spat before turning to face the others.
Malik squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating Marik's typical reaction to being reunited with him. Instead, the yami grabbed him by his shoulders and pressed their foreheads together. Surprised, Malik blinked his eyes open to be Marik's.
"Hi hikari...I missed you," he cooed.
Malik chuckled, wrapping his arms around his yami's neck. "I missed you too, Marik." They shared a chaste kiss, the teen not feeling exactly comfortable with the thought of making out in front of his yami's brothers.
Petri looked up at Rajan as he came to stand beside him. "This is our big brother?" he asked innocently.
Rajan crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes thoughtfully. "No no, remember? I'm the oldest. Don't you forget it."
"Oh yeah, how could I forget that, big brother!" Petri nodded, closing his eyes as well.
Marik looked up from Malik and blinked at the pair.
"Yep, sure is good being the oldest brother of two. Since, you know Petri, it's just you and me."
"Yep," Petri agreed, nodding.
Lavender eyes narrowed slightly, the right one twitching subtly as Marik walked toward them, cracking his knuckles. "Is that so? You're the oldest, huh?"
Rajan opened one eye to regard Marik thoughtfully. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
A heartbeat later, Rajan found himself trapped in a headlock, Petri hoisted in the air by the back of his shirt and cloak.
"Shit, he's gotten stronger," Rajan cried, grabbing at Marik's arm and trying to get free.
"Gah! P-please put me down, big brother! I was kidding!" Petri whined, kicking his feet and trying to get free. Malik watched on in stunned silence as his yami gently set the blue-eyed blond back on the ground.
"See? Now Petri remembers who his big brother is," Marik chided, looking down at Rajan. "Are you going to show your big brother some respect?"
"That depends, have pigs learned to fly yet? OW!" Rajan's efforts to escape doubled as Marik rubbed his knuckles against the top of his brother's head. "Stop! Stop it!"
Petri sighed, glancing at Malik. "Don't worry, this is normal for them," he assured the hikari. Both Rajan and Marik laughed, the latter playfully mussing the former's hair.
"Really now, we have to stop," Rajan sighed, looking sternly up at Marik. "The others are in danger, your friends included."
Marik's smile dropped as he released his brother and looked at Malik.
"Isis, Rajan, Yugi, Atem, and Bakura came here with me after you and Rishid disappeared," Malik explained.
"I found Rishid," Petri stated.
"And Yugi's soul was taken. But everyone's at the temple, where we should be headed now. I'll explain on the way." Osiris appeared in the air above them.
AN: And there. Finally got this chapter done. It's been bugging me all day. for some reason, I would write a few lines and then get myself distracted with something else. But now it's written and it's posted.
And look, the brothers are back together again. Tune in next time to see what happens next!
And OMG the others are going to Seattle! I've never been there :O How will I pull this one off!
For the record, I tweaked Diabound's ability a little. He's supposed to only steal/copy abilities of opponents he defeats.
If you think Bakura is OP (overpowered), don't think that. not yet anyway. Wait until the next chapter before you say that! Because you might be surprised.
And...I forget what else I was going to say...oh well, maybe I'll remember later.
(1) This was a scene from Hikari no Yami no Game. Ah, good times...And I doing too many flash backs?
(2) For some reason, I hear Malik saying this like the orbs in Sonic Adventure one that point you in the direction to go if you get lost. The Japanese voice, mind you. "Kochiro!" if I recall correctly.
(3) All the villains had companies with their names in the title. Isn't that just neat! :D *hides*
(4) LOL Silly Harper, using the English name for Raa. Thought maybe he should have said "Mega Ultra Chicken. Then Malik could have been like "Arise Chicken! Arise!" ...Expect to see that in the bloopers section later....
Good night!