Author's Note: I've thought about it, and while I won't promise anything, there may just be a sequel to this story in the near future after it's completely re-posted.

Disclaimer: Kazuki Takahashi and associates own these characters. I write for fun and not profit. The Mummy (1999) is the work of Stephen Sommers and Universal.

Reborn

Chapter Ten

"Come on, come on, come on, hurry up!" Ryou shouted from down below as Yugi, Yami, Malik and the Professor flew down the fire escape and raced down the side of the museum. As they all piled into the car a sudden cry of protest came as the double doors of the museum burst open, revealing a wide-eyed Bakura as he looked to the group.

"PHARAOH!" he screamed, pointing to Yugi as he threw back his head and let out a string of wild laughter.

Slamming the door shut, Yami withdrew his gun and fired a shot at Bakura, who had stopped laughing and dodged the bullet, swearing.

"Save it," Malik said, easing Yami's hand down while his gaze rose to the second floor of the museum.

Looking up, the rest of the group froze as a shape appeared in the giant wall length window from the top floor of the museum. Atemu roared inhumanly from behind the glass, his fierce crimson stare locked on Yugi.

"That's it, you're all done for!" Bakura sneered, his laughter flying freely again as he took in the horrified look on Yugi's face.

Yami glared at the thief, but ordered Ryou to accelerate as he fumed, eyes darkening as they locked with Bakura's. He stood up from his sit and pointed a finger at the thief. "You're gonna get yours, Bakura! You hear me? You're gonna get yours!"

"Oh, like I've never heard that before, you bastard!" Bakura screamed back as the mob of followers came from the museum, attempting to chase after the car.


Yami thumped back down in the seat, stretching his arm out behind Yugi as he gave him a side glance and smirked. Yugi's expression remained unchanged as he looked away to the front, until the car came to a sudden stop. Every one lurched forward, rubbing their heads.

A mob of men stood before them, eyes dull and glazed over in a zombie like trance as they stood in a stiff wall, allowing no way of getting around or through them.

"Oh, my –" Yugi started, but his words were lost in not his, but Ryou's scream, as Yami slammed his foot over his, causing the car to accelerate again and zoom foreword, straight for the human wall.

"Hang on!" Yami shouted, taking control of the car as Ryou moved over, switching him seats with little protest before ducking, along with Yugi and Malik.

Their speed didn't slow as they prowled through the crowd, however they didn't seem to be hitting too many as the men simply jumped on before they were hit, cries from both parties mingling in the giant mess. The fight was pretty brief. Yami managed to punch a few of the men off while Malik kicked away and even the Professor gave a violent shove to one and sent him sailing down. Yugi and Ryou succeed as well, however both panicked as Yugi "accidently" poked one in the eye and the victim retaliated by almost taking off their heads with his sword.

The battle finally ended however as they crashed into a pole. Yami attempted to start the car again, but it would not give in. Wasting no more time trying, they all leapt out of the car and ran.

"Go, go, go, go!" Yami urged, pushing Yugi behind him along with the others as the mob was closing in, cornering them into a dead end.

"This is it, we're trapped," Ryou said, feeling his back hit the stone wall and heard Yugi gasp beside him, as his must have as well.

Yami swore, taking out his gun, but Malik shook his head, eyes narrowing as it seemed the crowd was beginning to part, a long line of space in the middle forming. An eerie silence followed, along with the dim light of torches as two beings were making their way down the row.

"It's him," Malik growled, his lavender eyes narrowing even more. "Prince Atemu."

His walk was slow and confident as he made his way down until finally stopping. His ruby eyes studied each face slowly, saving Yugi's for last as a tight smirk painted itself upon his lips when their eyes locked.

"Keetah mi mery-i aja nilo, isirian," Atemu spoke, reaching a hand towards Yugi.

Bakura came up from behind the Prince, a smug look of pure joy on his face as he watched Yami's face as the words were spoken.

"Koontash dai na aja nilo," Atemu spoke again, his fingers twitching as he tried to urge Yugi to take it.

"Did you hear that?" Bakura grinned. "Come with us and he will spare your," he looked to Yami again and grinned, "friends."

"No," Yami growled, stepping in front of Yugi and glaring. "There's not a chance in hell you're doing that."

"Yami. . ." Yugi said, fear dancing down his spine as he watched Atemu's face turn into the face a man who knew exactly what he wanted and was going to get it any second.

"There's no way, Yugi," Yami spoke through clenched teeth, his grip on the gun tightening.

It seemed everyone was inching their way in closer, trying their best to shield Yugi from the Prince as he waited, expectant, right in front.

'I can't let them do this,' Yugi thought. 'They're all risking themselves. . .for me. I can't. . .I can't allow anything to happen to Ryou, the Professor,' his thoughts were stopped for a moment, eyes breaking away from Atemu's to glance at Yami's profile. 'Yami. . .'

He took a step forward; not allowing himself to hesitate as his hand closed over Atemu's, knowing if he did, he'd react instinctively and pull away.

"No!" Yami said, reaching to grab Yugi back, but he moved too quickly away, to stand beside Atemu.

The Prince smiled and raised Yugi's hand to his lips and kissed it. "Heba."

Yami raised his gun, but Malik shouted, throwing himself foreword and dislodging the weapon from the Egyptian's hand before he could fire.

"Don't," Malik warned, whispering in his ear, "he still has to take him to Hamunaptra to perform the ceremony." The Tomb Keeper's gaze tried to lock with Yami's, but he couldn't seem to tear it away from the sight before them. Malik placed a hand over his clenched fist, lowering it.

"Live today, fight tomorrow," he said.

"Yugi," Yami said, his voice seeming to carry a dreadful pain as he spoke the name. "Yugi. . ."

'Please, Yami,' Yugi thought, trying to send Yami a message with his eyes. 'Please don't do anything. Please.'

Atemu turned away slightly from the scene, only so that his quarter profile could be seen. He gave a mocking smile as his grip around Yugi's hand tightened and he pulled the teen to his side, wrapping his other arm around his waist.

Malik bore his gaze into Yami's again, repeating the same message as before. The Egyptian was frozen, unable to do anything other than glare at Atemu and it almost seemed as if a strange string of energy passed through the two men as their eyes locked.

Yami's voice dropped to a deadly chill. "I'll be seeing you again."

Atemu didn't seem the least bit phased as he gave the man a satisfied smirk and then walked away, Yugi stiff at his side as he was forced to move with him.

"YUGI!" Yami yelled as they walked off, but Malik lunged, restraining him.

As Malik fought to keep Yami reserved, Bakura made his way over to Ryou, who stiffened as the thief smirked, tracing his fingers along the boy's collar bone until it came to land under his chin, which he lifted up.

"I believe you have something that belongs to me," he smiled, reaching down and retrieving the Millennium Puzzle that Ryou had dangling from his fist after Yugi had shoved it to him in the car earlier.

"Stop," the white haired teen gasped, but it was ripped from his grasp before he could utter another word. Bakura smirked, tracing his hand once more over Ryou's throat before backing up and following after Atemu.

Not a single sound erupted from the surrounding crowd as Atemu and Yugi walked through at a slow pace, Atemu seeming to enjoy the scenario far too much. When the two were just about through the last of the crowd Atemu paused, tightening his grip on Yugi even more and turned that so his quarter profile was showing again, the flames of the nearby torches reflecting off his face.

"Kill them all."

Yugi jerked, trying to get out of the Prince's grasp as he turned, eyes widening as he looked back and screamed. "No! No! You can't do this! Let go of me!"

For a moment even Bakura froze, but just as quickly he kept up behind Atemu, ready to grab Yugi if it was necessary.

Back up against the wall Yami, Malik and Ryou silently panicked, sweat breaking out across their forehead as the oncoming mob of followers approached, their eyes glazed over again in a 'zombie-like' state.

"If you have a plan, let's hear it now, please," Ryou said, whispering to Yami who swore under his breath as his mind raced to think of a way out.

"LET GO!" Yugi continued to shout, but his cries were lost in the sudden screech of the crowd as they cheered Atemu's name, closing in closer and closer to the three trapped by the wall.

"Y-Yami. . ." Ryou pressed up against the stones as far as he could as Malik growled beside him, shifting his gaze sideways to Yami, who was starring at the center of their oncoming doom with a look of deep concentration.

"What are you doing?" the Tomb Keeper whispered, ready to spring if the opportunity arose.

"Just follow me," Yami said before grabbing a the torch he had thrown on the ground earlier and flung it into the crowd, watching as the flames bloated and exploded across the head of the men, their cheers turning to screams of terror as the flames engulfed them.

While they were too distracted to notice, Yami bent down and removed the drain grate from above, sliding the heavy metal cover to the side and motioning for Ryou to come over.

"What about Yugi?" Ryou asked as he was lowered down.

"Trust me, we're going to get him back," Yami promised, before dropping the boy below and motioning for the Professor to be next.

Once he and the Tomb Keeper were down he cast the now terrified crowd one last look before jumping into the darkness below with the others.


(1) Keetah mi mery-i aja nilo, isirian - "Come with me, my beloved. It is time to make you mine for all eternity."

(2) Kootash dai na aja nilo - "Take my hand and I will spare your friends."

That, my friends, is why subtitles are so great sometimes. ;D