Seto's Late Night Visitor

Seto laid Mokuba down in his bed tucking him in like wrapping a caterpillar in a cocoon. Mokuba moved ever so slightly but did not wake from his long needed sleep. He in fact hadn't slept since he had met with 'Maxum'. There had been too much to think about or figure out. When everything had finally been figured out he was busy worrying about Seto and Cecilia, now to be known as Heshema. Mokuba didn't trust her and he couldn't figure out why. After all she had done nothing but help them so far.

Seto left the room and headed to his office. He didn't think leaving Heshema was a good idea. He went to sit in his overly expensive leather chair but became so flustered he began to pace instead. His mind was rushing over millions of reasons to go get Heshema. Then the ideas would reverse into the reasons he should leave her be.

"Those immature losers could be doing anything to her." Seto thought out loud. "Maybe I should just go and check up on her…" He paused in his words and his pacing. "Then I'll bring her home. She should be with me anyway." He said starting to get mad that he hadn't just forced her to come home with him. "She knows they all like her, why stay and be a temptation?" He continued talking to himself trying to think of away to make going over there a good idea. "She can control herself. Besides those stupid idiots won't cross me…" Seto paused had he heard something. He looked around, there was nothing but the complete silence and dark loneliness Seto was completely accustomed to.

"Are you sure none of them would cross you?" whispered a mysterious, almost unreal voice.

'Well Yugi would but he wouldn't fight me over a girl, he's too much of a kid to even think about her like that." Seto said almost laughing; he was trying real hard to reassure himself that nothing was wrong.

"Well, you are far too trusting, Seto Kaiba" came the whisper again.

Seto was now sure that this voice wasn't just in his head. "Well what would you have me do?" He asked hoping to find out who was talking to him from the shadows, but he made a point to not look around like a confused puppy with his tail between his legs. Seto continued his pacing instead trying to face the direction in which the voice had come from.

"I would have you go and get what belongs to you from that card shop." The voice whispered, stopping Seto's pacing.

"And why would that be?" Seto questioned, turning slightly to try and face the voice.

"Why would you need to ask, you have all the answers yet you refuse to put the pieces together, Seto." The voice was behind him and Seto turned sharply hoping to catch a glimpse of the lady he was talking to, because it was obvious that it was a women maybe 16 or 17 years old with a dialect of an old fashioned queen.

"Would you please allow me the honor of seeing whom I am speaking to?" Seto said catching on to the royal speech pattern quickly.

The young women stepped out from the shadows in front of Seto and her appearance startled him. He had expected her to be some weird girl with only a gorgeous voice and 'snoop' written all over her. Instead she was a beautiful lady with flowing bluish white hair and ocean blue eyes. Seto looked into those eyes and almost fell in, they even moved like the sea. Her beauty could almost rival that of Heshema if it weren't for the fact that she was just about completely outlandish and peculiar looking. Along with her blue hair was a blue tinted dress but with the poor lightly in Seto's office it looked almost exactly the same as Heshema's white silk dress. Over her shoulders hung a silvery-gray cape the hood was pulled back and the way it hung told Seto that she rarely put it up. Looking over her face he realized the strangest thing her ears were pointed to an extent that they were almost impossible to miss. Her skin was a pale pink with blue taint to it. The more Seto looked at her the more he was captivated by her beauty. The young lady stood there waiting for Seto to make the first move. She knew very well he was looking her over but she enjoyed his glance even though he made no sign to say if he liked what he saw or not. She stayed her ground like Heshema she could read minds, unlike Heshema she could read Seto, she enjoyed every thought that crossed Seto's mind not because he was himself good looking, but because she knew he was technically Heshema's boyfriend and should have been some one to stay away from. If she had been anyone else she would have been dead, but she had a lot of practice with this, Heshema.

"So what do I owe this pleasure," Seto said trying to make sarcasm cross into the word pleasure but the young lady was not fooled.

"I believe your little Heshema is away from you. If I were you I wouldn't let her out of your sight." She said putting a strange accent on Heshema's name.

"How, may I ask, do you know Heshema?" Seto asked, beginning to wonder how everyone immediately knew her name yet he hadn't.

"We have a peculiar past with one another." She said without fully explaining.

I can tell they know each other; their beauty is almost equal to each other. Seto thought

Unlike Heshema this girl preferred to keep her talents a secret. So, she did not repeat the thought Seto had just unwittingly told her. Heshema liked being known that way people could know what they were getting into. With this young beauty deception was best as long as it would hurt Heshema. Her adoptive family wanted to destroy Heshema at all costs. So, it was her goal to carry out their wishes. Other then to Heshema she was a very nice young lady and if it weren't for the fact that Heshema refused to die she would have rather followed a path more on the good side.

Seto knew better then to assume anything in this situation but he had nothing else to go on. "Are you telling me not to trust her?"

"She was faithful once, but it didn't turn out so great. It's not likely she's going to make that mistake again." The girl whispered in the voice of an all-knowing sorceress.

"What would you propose I do?" Seto asked nicely.

"I would propose you go and retrieve the one who is supposed to be bound to you." She whispered still in the voice that Seto had no choice but to trust. "What is there to think about you wanted to go a minute ago." She mocked him.

"Alright I'll go if you answer 3 questions for me." Seto asked, if she wanted him to go bad enough she would answer every one of his questions to the T.

"I'll answer what I feel like answering, but there is no harm in asking." She said again taunting him and he had thought only Heshema had the guts to taunt him.

He liked her style. She sensed this thought and decided this quest was going to be too easy.

"Alright question one, who are you to Heshema?"

"That I'll answer, I am her rival, her greatest challenge that she has yet to beat."

"When why would I even think of leading you to her?" Seto said baffled that she would have said that if she wanted him to go to her so badly.

"She is so perfect…" She paused almost disgusted that she had had to say that but she kept going before Seto could realize why she had stopped. "…She has to have a challenge some where. If there is no challenge there isn't a game, and everything is a game to her, otherwise she would have gone insane a long time ago. But if it'll suit you better we are close friends. We have known each other for a long time." She said completely honest, they had been close friends before she had announced she had wanted Heshema dead. She hated to give up so much information but she knew he would end up using this knowledge to his advantage later. In this case this is exactly what she was setting him up for.

"Umm…" Seto paused to decide if this was sufficient enough to move on. "Alright what is your name… umm… your real one?" He asked trying to get a good answer out of her.

"Well I'll tell you because you're cute." She said almost barfing. "I'm using my true form right now so I'll look different when you see me next." She said flirting with him if she was to hurt Heshema she had to steal her man and Seto would have to come to her after he went to see Heshema, she was sure of it.

"So that's why you let me see you because you knew I would never be able to recognize you." Seto said interrupting her.

"As for my name," She started getting back to the topic even though she didn't want to tell him. "It's Endarine of the Wandering City of elves, adopted by the sacred family of perfection on Ki'marra." She said in full introduction.

"Wow." Seto said taken back she had said it so fast that he knew she hadn't had enough time to think about it there for it had to be true. "I'm guessing the elven part is what gives you the ears and those eyes." He said keeping all emotion hidden, but it was obvious that her eyes had him in shock.

She made no comment the eyes were the reason she had been adopted…

Endarine's Flashback

"Who would drop off an elven beauty like you," Bulanvo had whispered in her ear as a small child. She had smiled with her face still in her hands. "Come on. If you'd like I'd look after you." Bulanvo had smiled. "I'd be like your big brother."

At that she looked up and straight into Bulanvo's eyes.

"Wow, that's amazing" He said, "I see the ocean in your eyes. LITERALLY." He chuckled to himself.

"You mean you don't hate them." She sobbed.

"Oh of course not. Beauties like that should be sacred not hated. Tell me young elf maiden what is your name?"

"The wanderers called me Endarine," she whispered.

"Perfect the name is almost as beautiful as the maiden herself." He smiled. "Seeing as you are alone would you like to join my family." He said smiling, standing up and holding out his hand for her to take.

"Where do you live?" Endarine asked taking his hand and standing up.

"A ways away in another dimension, I can get really far away whenever I want to get away, but I can take you with me." He smiled.

"Then will I ever see the elves again?" She asked

"Most likely," Bulanvo said, "I like it here its nice and peaceful, not to mention quiet.

"What does your family do?" Endarine asked remembering her family moving every 4 months with the wind.

"We tend to try and find the Belaki; she's a young girl that we have a game going with, the most perfect wins. We need to prove to her that we're more perfect. So we 'find' her repeatedly." Bulanvo said this like a teenager explaining a new game to an infant. Endarine held out her hand and fell into his world.

Back to Reality

She had followed him and he had shown her how to blend into her surroundings by mind calling him to change her appearance. The form she was using now was her Ki form. She looked up she had been distracted and Seto had asked her a question. She quickly searched his mind and found his question.

"No, you may not call me N; call me Endarine N –DAR -EENE'

"Alright then Endarine, will you go with me?" He asked completely serious.

"It would be my pleasure." She said with an evil grin on her face that was totally uncharacteristic of her, but she thought she had finally found a way to beat the infamous, Heshema.