Set during the last arc, anime-based; Kaiba x Kisara, sort of.


Otherworld


The nearest street-lamps were far away, but the fickle night-light of the city filled the air even here, behind the black glass of his tower. His computer screen was shining in a faint cold light.

He was seeing none of it. His open eye was fixed on the orb before him, which was gleaming in its own strong golden light.

He didn't see that either: when he held the orb, the symbol turned towards him, very close to the one open eye, he could see through, beyond.

There, in a strange white mist, he saw the girl. He was ready to deny any of this magic, even the orb which's power had once torn his soul from his body and stolen his brother – but not her. She was connected to his dragons, and they to her. He felt, no, knew this with the same certitude with which he knew mathematic properties to be true.

"Who are you?" he asked in a whisper.

She opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came from her lips. She looked shocked, and tried again, but remained silent, and the white mist got in the way, making it impossible for him to read her lips.

She raised her arms, like unfolding wings, and reached out for him – and then she faded.

Kaiba slowly lowered the golden orb and turned back toward the screen: somewhere in the back of his mind, he routinely read through the report in front of him.

He would find her.