*If anyone wishes to know who is doing who, please refer to the first chappie!*

Remember:

Marik is the Hikari, and Malik is the Yami!

Kisara and Ryou are siblings, not Amane and Ryou! Amane and Mai are. Just pointing that out :).

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh. Last time I checked, I wasn't Kazuki Takahashi. Yugioh belongs to him and all of its characters. OCs belong to Pippa and me, so no stealing! ASK!

*Warning*: proceed this story with extreme caution! There will be: Violence, gore, death, rape/non-con (whatever you want to call it), incest (this is Ancient Egypt. Get real!) A bit of OCCness due to the situations of characters, prejudice against skin colour and religion, depression, suicide tenancies, hate/love relationships.

Inspiration: This story was inspired by Jollybigsis' 'Enslaved'. I absolutely love that story. Great Casteshipping story! If you haven't checked it out, then do so!

Chapter Fourteen: Loyality

Mahaado

I head into the former Pharaoh's tomb. I know Bakura will be back so I will seal the tomb until he's in here.

The meeting we had went rather well. Though I am still surprised that such powerful men are out there. A Ka to rival the gods is for sure something to be worried about. I know that it is dangerous to fight Bakura on my own, but I do not wish to get anyone in danger. I must do my duty for the Pharaoh.

I close my eyes. The Pharaoh has been returned to his resting place. I hope he and the gods will forgive us for allowing his mummy be defiled in such a horrible way. King Aknamkanon was a great Pharaoh, and Bakura will be punished for treating him in such a vile manner. I shall see to it that Bakura is sealed in here forever.

I know that his Diabound can move through stone so I must be careful about that. I cannot allow him to escape so easily. I must use all the power within me. If that means using forbidden spells then that's what I must do. Anything for my Pharaoh and friend.

I open my eyes, feeling Bakura coming into the tomb. "I've been waiting for you, Bakura."

"Ah, have you now? Then you should know what I acquire," he says, stopping a few feet away from me.

"Don't be flattered. I have no intention of giving you the Ring," I say.

"Fine. If you insist on dying then that's on you," Bakura scoffs. "Diabound!" The creature emerges behind him.

"Your monster looks different," I observe. I summoning my own monster. "Though tell me something before we begin."

"She changes forms as she evolves," Bakura explains. "Yes?"

"Fair enough," I say. So his monster gains more power the more it fights. That makes sense. I must be careful. "Why are you after the Items so badly? Also, how did you convince Malik to turn his back against the gods and his siblings? I know you have no power over him with magic because I would be able to tell that," I say. From what I've heard from Marik and Isis, Malik would never turn on them or the gods. He is proud of who he is, and loyal to the Pharaoh if not his father and the Tomb Keepers, but the Malik we saw last week was completely different than that. I can tell that he still wishes to avoid a fight with his siblings at all cost, but what happened? Why does he follow Bakura like he does?

Bakura's pale eyes lock with mine. "You know, don't you? The spell for creating the seven Millennium Items?" he says. He looks at Diabound for a moment then back to me. "For your second question, I simply showed him the truth. It took a long time to open his eyes, but as you clearly saw. I won."

I close my eyes for a little bit. "I see. That's how it is. I must warn you that the path you are going down is a dangerous one. I do not agree with the spell, but I have a duty to my Pharaoh, and past that I will not let you harm innocent people. I will not speak for Malik's choices; they are his own, but I hope that one day both of you will see the error of your ways."

"I don't care. I will get my revenge no matter what the cost. If anyone is in my way, they die. It's that simple," he says. 'Error of your ways'?" he snorts. "Don't make me laugh, Mahaado. If you were smart, you'd realize you are in the wrong. How foolish of you to follow a fool! I will win the Ring from you. I will gain the Items one by one if I must. Zorc will come, and he will unleash his rage. He is very angry!"

"Bakura, I think even you understand what one would do for a friend. I am not about to just hand over the Item to you. The Pharaoh is not just my king, but also a close friend to me, and I would not allow him to get harmed as you wouldn't with your friend. I wish there was another way, but you bring this on yourself. You are going to be defeated," I say. It's kind of sad I'm sure he could be a great person, but sadly that was not the case.

"Well, why don't we get this show on the road then? Diabound," he smirks.

The creature lashes out with its snake tail. My Ka easily dodges. "What?" he hisses.

"Your Ka is indeed formidable, but mine is no weakling. Illusion Magician, attack!" I exclaim. I've been training my Ka this week, and even though his Ka is bigger, my Ka is able to move faster, and slip through spaces. Though that does not mean we can let down our guard.

He hisses as his beast is attacked. He looks up at it like a parent caring for a child. His gaze returns to me. "Ah, I see you've been training too. Excellent! I wouldn't want a weak opponent!" he cackles. "Time to have some fun, Diabound!" Suddenly, his creature disappears.

"Don't let your guard down," I tell my monster. Diabound could be anywhere. I know this ability. Though… I know a way to draw it out. "Illusion Magician, attack him."

The attack hits one of the activated blades. The force causes the blade to hit its twin. They swing back and forth between us. "Helical Shockwave!" he shouts. The blast coming fast behind me.

"Illusion Magician!" I exclaim. My Ka moves taking the hit from the attack. I gasp. His monster is powerful indeed. "You activated that trap."

Bakura laughs. The blade nearest him swings towards him. He jumps, holding onto it with one hand. "Of course! Did you think I had forgotten the traps here? Not even close. Once I've been in a tomb, I know all of its traps. It's the beauty of it." He swings around the blade like a dancer. "They're just so much fun to play with too!" He cackles. "Diabound!"

His creature emerges, punching Illusion Magician, who hits a wall.

"You'll get yourself killed that way," I gasp spitting up blood. I have to admit he's a good fighter. My Ka blasts Diabound back. I might have to summon more monsters to aid me in this battle.

"What way? Don't be so concerned, Mahaado. I know what I'm doing." He hisses, clutching his chest with his free hand. "Helical Shockwave!"

Diabound moves above my creature, letting its attack out.

I gasp. I'm not sure I have the Ba to summon another creature. Maybe I shouldn't have summoned my Ka this fast, but I have to hit Bakura with all I have. "Bakura, you are indeed formidable. I didn't think I would have to do this." I close my eyes giving my Ka some of my Ba to power it up. "Attack, Illusion Magician!"

"You're giving your Ka your own energy? How foolish!" Bakura laughs. "Helical Shockwave!"

The blast causes my Ka to hit the wall. It starts shaking.

"You ought to know not to fuck with a god, Mahaado! Any last words before I take your Ring, and kill you? Don't worry, your Ka's power will be put to good use by my Diabound!"

My Pharaoh, please forgive me for failing you. I was unable to stop Bakura from his path. I know a spell that would allow me to fuse my Ba and Ka together, but it's dangerous. If I were to do it then I would die. Though I suppose that was going to happen either way. I don't believe there is a way to reverse the spell once it's done. I don't have much time to think about it either. My vision fades in and out. I might not even have the ability to make that choice. "Bakura, there is still time to turn back." I barely manage out before my world goes black.

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Bakura

I look at the collapsed man, snorting. "We shall see about that, Mahaado." I walk over, cutting the Ring loose from his neck with one of my knives. I put it away. The tomb shakes, ready to collapse at any moment. I look at my Ka for a moment. "I liked fighting you today. I'll spare your life. I want to watch your demise from something more interesting, not from a collapsing tomb." I pick the man up with one arm after securing the Ring around my neck. "Let's go, Diabound!" I command.

We move through the wall. As soon as we exit, the tomb caves in on itself. I turn to stare at it for a long moment. I set Mahaado down, leaning him against a large rock. "Don't worry. They'll come for you," I smirk. I walk a few feet to a post, cutting my horse loose. I climb on him, petting him. "Sorry for the scare. You ready to go home?"

He neighs a response.

"Me too," I say. We take off.

XXXX

Light pierces the darkness by the time I get back to the hideout. After putting my horse away, I walk into the hideout. All eyes are on me. As usual, I'm honoured with bows.

"One down, six more to go!" I cackle as I make my way to my throne, taking a sit. I snap my fingers. "You! Feed me and give me wine!" I order a slave.

"Yes my king," the slave says bowing. He fills up my beaker with wine then grabs a basket of my figs.

I pull on my lap. He hands me the cup. I take a drink from it, setting it down. He holds out a fig to my mouth. I tear into it, juices dripping down my chin.

"I had no doubt you could do it, though by the look of you it was quite the interesting fight," Malik says.

"Are you alright?" Ryou asks.

"I was able to complete the raid in your absence. I also have a few more Ka you might find interesting," Ennos says.

"It was very interesting. The magician is stronger than we first thought," I reply. I nod at Ryou. "Oh? How many?"

Diabound wouldn't be as strong as she is without Ennos' help. He finds powerful Ka for me during his raids in villages. He leads the thieves there. Only I get to rob the tombs. They bring the fools back so I can take their power. I'm itching to try out my new power!

"Two this time, my king," Ennos says.

"I'll go after Seth; we know he's another big threat, and I want to test how good Gardius has gotten," Malik says with a smirk.

I tear into the fruit again, savouring it for a moment. "You! Go get them!" I command another slave.

This one, a girl, bows then quickly does as I ask. My slaves aren't mistreated. They're fed, clothed, and bathed. I protect them, and they do as I command. It's that simple.

"Excellent idea!" I cackle, taking a gulp from my wine. "Want to go out and celebrate my joyous victory once I've obtained more power. Ah, and here they come now."

"Sounds like a fun time," Malik smirks.

Two people in rags-a man and woman, slightly younger than myself, are bound in manacles. Their eyes cast downwards. The slave woman behind them.

"How would you like me to do this, my king? One at a time, or does Diabound wish to have them both at once?" Ennos asks.

I look at my second in command. "Will it be too much for you to summon them both at once?"

"Of course not, your highness," Ennos says. He stands up using his powers summoning the two monsters. They roar in fury.

"Huh. Interesting," I say. I set a gaze on the two fools.

They look up at me slowly, shivering in terror. "P-please…"

"We'll do anything!"

"Well, Diabound is itching for more power," I smirk as I summon my beautiful Ka. "As am I."

"P-please!" they cry.

I cackle as Diabound does away with their creatures. I shiver in pleasure as Diabound absorbs their powers. I recall her. The slaves are beyond terrified. Poor things.

"Don't worry; you'll be put out of your misery soon," I smirk. My eyes slide to Mai.

Nodding, she stands up. She draws out her cactus whip from her belt. The fools try to make their escape, but before they're able to, Mai flicks her wrist and beheads them. Blood sprays on her. She wipes her face. "Well, that's that. They should be grateful we do that. We could let them suffer," she scoffs.

I push the slave off of me. He stumbles for a moment then catches himself. Good thing too. If my figs were dropped then he would be dead. It's what happened to that last one! Grabbing my cup, I throw my head back, swallowing the contents within. I set the cup down, wiping my lips with the back of my hand as I stand. "Ready to go, Mal?"

"I am indeed," Malik says finishing his drink and standing up. "I also hope this mess will be cleared up by the time we get back."

"Of course, your highness," one of the slaves says.

XXXX

Zaid

"Sadiki, take this to table four," I tell my son, handing him a tray of beers.

"Of course, Father," he says taking it easily, and carrying it to the table.

As usual, the crowd at the tavern is rowdy, but there aren't as many people here as there usually is. This isn't good. This isn't good at all. What could be causing their disappearance? Surely, they haven't found a better tavern? Mine is known as the best! I turn around, preparing drinks and food for another table. A loud clang against the bar alerts me.

I turn. Two men stand before the bar. One, with white hair and grey-purple eyes. He's covered in all sorts of gold, silver, and other types of jewels. The taller one has spiky blond hair, his eyes a darker shade of purple. He, too, is wearing jewels-just not as much as the other. Both are clad in robes-the white haired one in a dark red, the blond in a purple. Dark coloured shentis cover their lower halves.

My eyes dart to the large golden armlet that the white haired one's fingers are curled around. "Bring me food! Lots of it!" he demands, sliding the gold to me.

I take it, examining it for a second. My eyes light up. With this, I could pay off my debts! Sadiki could have his dream…

I gain composure. "Of course! Right away!" I exclaim, scurrying to do as I'm asked. I quickly make the food and drinks for them. Hurrying out behind the bar with two trays in tow, I set them down at the table the two men are at. "Here you go, sirs! Eat up. Anything you want, please don't hesitate to ask me, or my son," I say, jerking my chin to the boy busy serving food and drinks to other customers.

"We will; better be good for what we just paid," the blond says.

"Of course," I say. I return to the bar to prepare more food. After everyone is served, Sadiki walks back behind the bar. I trace the armlet, which I placed safely away to serve the customers, gently with my thumb.

"Our debts will be paid, Sadiki," I say.

"That looks really expensive. I wonder where those men got it from," he says. "I wonder who they are."

"It does. I'm not sure, but I'm grateful. That white haired one sure has an appetite on him," I say with a chuckle, watching him grab some food off the other's plate. "I think his friend got a plate-if that!"

"They both seem to have an appetite though. So either they're greedy, or they don't get much food. Though, with what they paid us, I'm not sure how greedy they could be," he replies glancing over at the two men. "Then again showing off all that gold is going to get them in trouble for sure. I how they're ready for that."

"I do not wish either of those things," I say, shaking my head. "Yes, let's watch. The others are growing interested."

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Malik

I smirk a little bit at Bakura This is sure a fun way to celebrate a victory over the stupid palace. When I was younger I may have protested the way Bakura got our food, but now I don't care. These fools deserve what they get. They don't like me and I don't like them. I smirk as Bakura rips into a chicken leg like a savage beast.

"Certainly a way to spend our victory. They'll think twice about crossing us the second time," I laugh. Of course, I don't miss the other occupants of the tavern eyeing us. I know Bakura can sense them as well.

Looking up from the leg, the Thief King grins. "I'm glad they're not giving me the Items so easily. That would be boring."

"I'd say. Told you they were no pushovers. I knew they would be entertaining. I'm very excited to see what priest Seth has for me when I come grace him with my holy presence," I laugh.

He sets the bone down. Grabbing a cup, he downs the drink. "Well, that should be entertaining. Perhaps the two of you can share torture stories during your…" He looks at the men approaching us. When they reach us, they're surrounding us. Their eyes are locked on Bakura.

"Hey kid, that's a lot of money you got on you."

I shift ever so slightly, but I catch Bakura's eye. Obviously, my best friend has something planned. Now I'm interested!

"You look like you got gold to spare," another says.

Bakura's eyes narrow as they watch the fools carefully.

"We can see it around your neck."

"Hey, isn't he that thief?" One asks.

"The other is that assassin!" another says.

"Yeah, let's kill them! They both have plenty of gold to spare!"

"Close the doors, so no one comes in!" one orders another. A fool does as he's told.

A smirk spreads across Bakura's face. Slowly he mouths three beautiful words.

The fools look at each other in confusion.

"Huh? What'd he say?"

"'Want to die'?"

"Huh?"

With a faint glow the Ring, the space around us practically explodes with power, evaporating the men close to us. The tables and chairs are thrown to the ground with the force of the blow sending anything on them to the floor with a crash. The men didn't even have time to scream before they are completely destroyed. Bakura and I laugh at their demise. They should know better than to mess with us. "Well, that was entertaining."

Bakura clutches his sides, roaring with laughter. "Yes! And I made good use of them too! Their souls for Zorc to feast upon!"

"Sounds like a good plan. I only wish you'd let me have some fun with them, but I suppose it can't be helped," I laugh. I shift my eyes to the people behind the bar. "What about those fools?"

Bakura looks at them. They stare back at us in both horror. He smirks. "Do you always let stupid fools into your tavern to kill people?" he asks.

The man blinks. "Um… no sir. My customers don't usually want to kill anyone who comes in here."

"Hm. Well, those fools were greedy. I don't like greedy fools," Bakura says. We stand up, walking over to the bar. He folds his arms over the top, leaning against it. "I must say, for the shitty place you have here, you sure have good food."

The man's eyes narrow. "It's all I can afford."

"Well, not anymore," Bakura grins.

I glance at Bakura for a bit then back at the two men. "Obviously, you heard what they called us, and I'm almost honoured our reputation precedes us. He's the King of Thieves, and I'm the King of Assassins."

"You're the men the guards have been looking for," the younger man says.

"Yes, and it would do you good not to tell them we were here," I say slipping one of my knives into my hand as a warning.

They eye the knife with worry. "I'm Zaid; he's Sadiki," the man says. He looks up at us. "How are you going to get good food during your raids and assassinations if you kill us?"

Bakura laughs. "Ah. So that's how it's going to be, eh? Well then, how about you close up this little tavern so we can discuss our agreement?"