A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.

And nope, I in fact do not own Yugioh or anything else I write about.

Chapter 21

Less than a minute later, Diem and Marik ran back down the stairs fully prepared. Odion and several Rare Hunters were finishing up putting supplies in the back as they jumped in. Both vehicles were filled to capacity and sped off into the vanishing sun.

"Two more units are to join us on the road," Odion said to Marik. "Three more will be able to surround and quarantine the area within half an hour."

"Another heist like the last one?" Diem asked.

"Something like that," Marik answered.

Both vehicles finally reached a road and increased their speed even more dramatically. Diem felt nervous as they were inching above seventy miles per hour on the horribly impoverished roads. But everyone else seemed fine, obviously they were used to it. She moved closer to Marik's side and gripped his hand low where no one could see.

The journey was a long one as night fully set in and the headlights were turned on. The two additional units that Odion spoke of appeared behind them and stayed very close. Everyone was still and quiet as usual. Diem stole a glance at Marik and could only see the bottom half of his face. To her suprise he was smiling, a fiendish type smile, but a smile nonetheless. She could not see his eyes but she imagined he was not taking any notice of her, he seemed lost in thought and frozen in time. His other hand was inside the chest pocket of his robe, holding his millennium rod tightly.

Over an hour later, after crossing onto several differnt roads. Even passing over the Nile River, they came to an abrupt halt within sight of a single lonely building. It was of modern design and in fact appeared to be just recently built. The night was very young and the moon shined large and bright in the sky above.

Rare Hunters filed out with haste and began gathering their supplies. This time Marik's orders were much more swift. He ordered half of his Rare Hunters, including Diem and Odion to follow him. The rest were sent on to reinforce the patrols that were circling the area. All ten ran quickly towards the side of the building, ropes were falling down from the roof and held tightly by several more Rare Hunters.

It was the first time that Diem had ever vertically scaled a building and she did quite well in spite of the darkness. Though she was a bit slower and far more shaky than the others. When she reached the top she was suprised to see at least twenty more Rare Hunters standing in wait. They all bowed low to Marik as he came into sight above the building's ledge. Odion gave the order and all began to slide in through the exposed ventilation shafts.

Diem stayed close to Marik as they were among the last to enter, once assured that everything was safe and clear. Upon reaching the ceramic floor, Diem straighted herself out and tried to survey the vast dark room. The lights were most likely cut, she thought, and the only light that came in was from the moon through the tall arched windows. Glints and sparkles met her eyes as she looked around, reflections of gold and glass.

Keeping pace with the Rare Hunters that began moving forward, she figured they were breaking into a museum. She paused to think for a moment on which was the bigger crime, a bank robbery or museum? But her thoughts were interrupted as the Rare Hunters came a stop and were busy placing explosives onto a vault door. Diem cringed, she was on the verge of asking Marik if this was really the best way to handle this. After all this is no underground bank vault, an explosion here could destroy this whole floor and collapse the building. Not only destroying unreplacable relics, but themselves as well.

Rare Hunters were packing the heavy steel door with enough to blow up the entire building. Diem moved forward to Marik's side and was about to speak, when suddenly the lights overhead came on. Everyone shielded their eyes for a moment, suprised by the sudden light, but also from growing so accustomed to the darkness within the building.

Marik immediately stiffened his body. He gave the signal for everyone to spread out, thinking an ambush was only moments away. It was impossible that his information was faulty, this could not be a trap, he thought reassuredly to himself.

The vault door so heavily laden with explosives clicked loudly. Seconds later, it swung open slowly. Marik held his millennium rod out in front as Diem moved slightly to stand closer behind him. Rare Hunters kept their backs to both sides of the wall as they slowly moved closer to the open vault door.

But it was not a band of police or a rival gang or even a mummy that walked out of the vault, only a solitary woman. She walked forward a few paces before coming to a stop, completely confident though she was surrounded by Rare Hunters and standing directly in Marik's line of sight. Diem moved away from Marik slightly and observed her standing so defiantly. She was young though she looked very mature, wearing a simple yet beautiful dress along with several pieces of golden jewerly. When she spoke, her voice was soft and full of compassion.

"You have come too late for what you seek Marik," the woman said. "It is no longer here."

"What the hell are you doing here? I told you not to interfere with my business!" Marik growled.

"Obelisk is my business!" the woman returned, matching his tone. "And you will not be taking it so easily."

"What have you done with it?" Marik asked in a deadly voice.

"It does not belong to you, none of what you seek will ever belong to you Marik! You are a tombkeeper, you forget your place," said the woman.

"I have make it clear that I will never spend another moment waiting for the pharaoh in that cursed tomb! I will create my own destiny and do whatever it takes for it to be fulfilled!" Marik said on the verge of screaming, he was nearly shaking with rage. "Now give it to me!"

Diem grew slightly nervous standing so close to Marik. She had never before seen him so angry or completely maniacal. But the woman still held her ground, cool and collect, she choose not to answer his demands. Instead she shifted her gaze over towards Odion as he stood along the wall, obviously him as he was much taller than the rest.

"Honestly Odion, I am suprised with you for allowing all this. If I did not know you so well then I would assume that you enjoy doing this," she said with disapproval.

Odion did not respond but kept his watchful gaze in her direction. Then she shifted her attention forward again towards Marik. But she was obviously not staring at Marik, but instead at Diem.

"I could say the same for you as, Miss Schlotfaz," the woman said.

Diem's heart rose to her throat as she stared back at the mysterious woman, unable and unwilling to speak.

"So you did take my prophecy seriously after all brother?" said the woman.

"What I do is none of your concern," Marik said, not calming down at all. "For the last time, where is the final god card?"

Police sirens were heard echoing in the distance. All the Rare Hunters turned back to see a flashing red far away in the desert.

"You have less than a minute to escape," the woman said. "What will you do brother?"

"This is the last time that you will impede my progress Ishizu. Interfere again and I will send you to the shadow realm personally!" Marik said.

Marik turned and ran back with way which they came with all the Rare Hunters following in tow. A large window was broken with several ropes secured to stone pedestals. Marik, Diem and Odion were among the first to reach the ground, others were brave enough (or desperate enough) to jump out the window. They all landed hard and clumsily ahead of the others.

All the vehicles quickly moved into position as their doors were flung open and Rare Hunters jumped inside. The caravan of eight identical SUV's sped into the desert moments before the police reached the museum entrance. Diem had a hundred questions to ask Marik, but it obvious he was in no mood to answer them.

"Damn her!" Marik screamed, slamming his balled fists onto his knees.

He was still shaking with rage, trying to get a grip over himself. Diem moved closer and reached out a hand onto his. Immediately he slapped her hand away.

"Not now," he seethed.

Diem took Marik's advice and leaned closer to the window. She stared out into the vast nothingness. Her questions would have to wait.

End of Chapter 21