Seto POV

It was dark when I woke up from my fainting spell. My legs refused to let me do anymore than shift them slightly. I was inside a tent nothing like the ones I had grown use too. It was small, just enough room for one or two to lay uncomfortably close, it didn't offer any of the luxuries like being able to stand up fully, it served it's purpose and that was it. I forced my legs to obey me as I crawled towards the tent's opening that was moving slightly from the evening desert breeze. I looked out to see a blazing fire but the thief was nowhere to be seen. I saw the sack of water from before and grabbed it. I drank as much as I could before I took off in to a sprint away from the camp site. I wasn't sure if I was going the right direction but if I was lucky enough they had people out searching for me.

The farther away I got from the glow of the fire the more my mind began to run wild. I was growing colder by the second and my legs were beginning to disobey as I struggled to remain upright. But I lost the battle when I ran into the solid figure of the thief.

"You're running away, even after I've been so hospitable?" He held on to my arm tightly preventing me from getting away.

"Let go of me!" I shouted at him while he dragged me back to the campsite. He threw me down beside the raging fire. I landed on my front and realized how swollen my chest had become. It hurt a great deal.

"I suggest you stay put. You may be slowing me down but I really do need you alive."

"I need to get back to the palace."

"I'll tell you what you need." The thief muttered as he dropped the snake he'd caught into the fire.

I scrambled back into the small tent. I couldn't focus my thoughts on anything besides getting back to the palace to care for my son. I wanted to believe Atem could handle it but I wasn't sure about that at all.

I laid quietly inside the tent listening to every move the thief made. It was awhile until he entered the tent. I could feel him watching me. I felt increasing uncomfortable as I felt him shifting around me. It wasn't until something slightly rough touched my neck that I began to panic.

I lashed out at him but he caught my fist and pinned me down. I kicked violently but I couldn't get him off of me.

"I was hoping you'd have some fight left in you."

It was morning when I regained consciousness. My robe was ripped a great deal. I couldn't help but panic though since I couldn't remember what had happened. I straightened myself up the best I could but I looked far from what I normally looked like. I was filthy; it would be horrible to be found now in this state. The opening of the tent was lifted and the thief smiled in at me.

"Sleep well?"

I couldn't do anything but stare at him. How could be act so causal?

"I suggest you get out unless you want me to roll you up with the tent." He told me.

Yami POV

As I watched the people that looked so familiar but yet my mind was so fuzzy. The woman who looked like Ishizu in every way was Isis. The man that favored Shadi so much was Shada. The man, Mahado, that if his hair was violet would without a doubt would be the Dark Magician and his apprentices, Mana, the Dark Magician Girl. They seemed to all be in a high level of panic but they didn't show it. Mahado kept questioning me and checking my head for any existing injury. I heard him mutter something about my shenanigans but I was completely lost.

What I did know was that I had been successful in finding the room to my memories. But they weren't coming back as easy as expected. I looked around the room and counted, two were missing.

"Two are missing."

"Yes, that's good. Do you recall who's missing?" Isis asked me. She looked eager for my answer. I thought hard but I couldn't think of a name. Until I remember the stone Ishizu had shown me, "Kaiba! He isn't here." I looked around he had been there with me before I was here but now he was gone.

"Another odd name." the one named Shada said casting a gaze over to Mahado, "There's something wrong."

Seto POV

The thief yanked me up onto the horse. He had his arms on either side of me. As he led the horse, I was sure he'd stolen from the palace, towards our secret destination. I kept my head down since the sun was blinding and I had nothing to protect myself from it. I remained absolutely silent until it obviously appeared as though I'd fallen asleep, though how could I.

"Call me Bakura." He said out of nowhere.

I didn't reply. Something about that name didn't set well with me well. I suppose I shouldn't be too against it since of what my son's name was. He leaned on me a bit. His body was so much different than Atem's, he felt rougher...harder even. His arms were muscular which worried me more than before. When the time came would I be able to successfully fight for my life.

He leaned on me more and I could feel him smelling my unwashed hair every so often. Long deep intakes as though I'd disappear at any moment. I shrugged my shoulders to get him off me only causing him to laugh mockingly.

"Don't like being touched? Or smelled? Don't tell me you're beginning to change already."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Back to my village. I'll use you to bring out my spirit creature."

"I was never taught that. Pharaoh forbids its use."

"You don't fool me. I know you're very familiar with the ritual."

I didn't reply. My mind raced as I thought of so many ways to escape. It was impossible for him to know my abilities and to be so familiar with forbidden magic.

"Have you noticed that it works better now that the last of your purity is gone? Virgins weren't meant to play with magic."

"Is that what you do spy on people's private moment?"

"Only yours. I watched you groan in pain and moan in pleasure. But despite that you're never satisfied. I can do that for you."

His hands were massaging my inner thighs a place that had become very sensitive since I was relieved of my son. Atem had discovered that all too soon.

My breathing hitched from the touch, he noticed right away.

"I see. How interesting." He said as he moved his hands ghosting over my chest to my neck. He pushed my hair from over my ear and touched right behind them, with his lips. I could feel my face growing warmer and not from the sun.

Yami POV

As the day went on things were beginning to make sense to me and I didn't what I was feeling. I remember that I'd discovered the room that contained my memories. I had been in meditation when I remember feeling a dangerous presence before everything went black and then here. I had been certain that I was before but now I felt trapped in my memories or back in the past completely. The feeling was still there and I couldn't shake it. Kaiba's past self was nowhere to be found and neither was Akunadin, the eldest of the priest in my court. They both should be here.

"Pharaoh." An older man said as he entered the throne room. I was sure it was Akunadin.

"What is it?"

"I was simply checking on my nephews well being."

"Is that so?"

"I can tell, you're distressed over this turn of events."

There it was again everyone was being so cryptic. I still wasn't sure what was going on. Though I was getting the idea something was going on with Seto.

"Well, I only came here to inform you that Priest Mahado has taken it upon himself to lead a search party."

"Excellent."

"Only if you feel endangering another one of your priest is your idea of excellence."

That's when it hit me. He was trying to start the same series of events years before they were suppose to happen. He had the upper hand against my priest since they were still young and for the most part inexperienced.

I ran for the door. I had to stop Mahado from walking right into the trap that would kill him.