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Yugi was in his room, sitting at his desk. He was holding the millennium puzzle in his hands, staring at it. He thought back to the strange white robed man, Shadi.

'Why did he say that? Don't I already know about the spirit? Why did he say that I had to learn the true powers of this puzzle? I know for a fact that the other me is hiding something. Actually. A lot of things. But he refuses to tell me. I can handle it...probably. But if I can't...I think I figured some of it out. He's afraid if he tells me, whatever this problem is, I'm guessing it's bad, he's afraid of what I might do. Maybe toss him away. Toss the puzzle into the sea. Smash it against a wall. Back then...way back then...when I had an idea of what he was doing...'

(Flashback.)

Yugi stared down at the thug that had just tried to mug him. He laid on the ground, unmoving. His eyes were empty, devoid of life. There was no blood. The man was simply gone. Yugi trembled, trying to look away from those lifeless eyes that stared at him. He glared down at the puzzle, gripping it and ripping it off. He held the leather cord roughly, the heavy golden artifact swinging underneath.

He yelled at it. "What did you make me do this time? Huh? Answer me! NOW! What are you doing while I'm asleep? Huh? What did you do to this man?" A cold voice answered him, resonating from the puzzle.

"I did what I had to. You should be happy that that man is gone! Didn't he try to mug you? I saved you! Stop being ungrateful!"

Yugi shook the leather cord, causing the puzzle to swing wildly. "I should get rid of you right now!" He looked around, spotting a brick wall not to far from where he stood. Fear gripped him, and he glared at the accursed puzzle. "What? Are you afraid? Afraid that I might smash it?" The voice answerd him again, still cold but slight fear settled behind the words.

"Y-you wouldn't dare! I have saved you and your friends countless times! Didn't you ask for friends? Haven't I been one of them?!"

Yugi shook his head, tears threatening to spill from his amethyst eyes. "I DID ASK FOR FRIENDS! BUT NOT LIKE THIS! YOU DO TERRIBLE THINGS TO PEOPLE! WHAT KIND OF FRIEND IS THAT?! I HATE YOU!" He cried, staring at the brick wall fiercely.

"I hate you..."

He ran at the wall, raising the puzzle, but something grabbed him. Strong arms curled around his waist, roughly tugging him back. He screamed, flailing his limbs. Something sat on him and took the puzzle away from him. The voice spoke again, stern but had lost it's coldness. "Yugi calm down. You're going to hurt yourself like that." Yugi blearily looked up, seeing the transparent form of his double, sitting sideways on him.

He hissed, and clawed at the man, but for some reason his feeble attacks went right through him. The spirit chuckled. "I can decide whether or not you can touch me. Right now I don't feel like getting clawed at." Yugi ignored him, grasping for the puzzle. The man lifted it away, and placed it beside him, out of Yugi's reach.

Yugi gave up on trying to get away and laid on the pavement, staring daggers at the man. An awkward silence followed. Yugi turned his head slightly, peeking at the man from the corner of his eye. He yelped, seeing that furiously calm red stare gazing back at him. Yugi muttered under his breath, twitching. The man stared at him. "What was that?"

Yugi growled. "I said get off me. I'm calm."

The man didn't look convinced. "Oh but Yugi, your thoughts say otherwise. Remember, I can sense what you're feeling besides emotions. I can read your thoughts."

Yugi glared at him. "Oh yeah? What am I thinking then?"

The spirit stiffened, slight amusement twinkling in his eyes. "...Rather graphic things I must say. Didn't know you had it in you." Yugi grunted. "Yeah well, welcome to the angry side of me. You're one of the few people to have ever made me this angry. I'm hardly ever this angry." The spirit hummed. "Interesting." He reached beside him, picking up the puzzle. He stood up, off of Yugi, and waited for the young teen to do the same. A few people walked by, gawking at Yugi.

He stood up, brushing himself off before staring at them. "What's wrong with them?" The spirit snickered. "Well...to anyone else but you, I am invisible. You are the only one that can see me in spirit form. And it is the other way around. I am the only one that can see you in spirit form while I am in control. Of course, it hasn't happened yet because I uh...always knock you out."

Yugi waved off the awkwardness of that statement. "But why are they staring?"

The man handed the puzzle back to Yugi. "It's because I'm invisible, and I was holding the puzzle, which to other people makes it seem like the puzzle is floating."

Yugi snickered, then laughed. He put the puzzle back on as the man raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny?" Yugi shrugged. The man was curious now. "Tell me." Yugi snorted. "Heheheheh. Imagine how many people we could prank." The spirit sighed. "Why I never...hmph. You're certainly interesting Yugi. But I doubt you would actually do that." Yugi scuffed his feet.

"Yeah. You're right..."

The man raised his eyes to the sky, a small smile on his face. Then he looked at Yugi. "Let's go back home. Your grandpa is probably worried." Yugi gasped. "That's right!" He dashed off, the spirit close behind. He smiled again, vowing to himself that maybe, just maybe, he'd be a bit more lenient on those who commit crimes.

(End Of Flashback.)

Yugi yelped as a voice yelled at him. "Yugi! Say something! Hellloooooo?" He fell backwards, landing on the ground. He looked up, seeing the agitated face of his grandpa. "Oh. Hey Jichan."

The old man wagged a finger at him. "Don't you hey me. What were you doing?" Yugi got up, rubbing his hip before putting the chair back up. "Oh...just reminiscing." Sugouroku bopped him on the head with a rolled up newspaper. Yugi grunted, blinking at him. "What was that for?" Sugouroku's face turned serious. "Something bad has happened. It's in the newspaper and on T.v. While you were busy reminiscing, the T.v. report ended. But I got the newspaper for you to see." Yugi took the newspaper, unrolling it.

He stiffened.

The face of Mr. Kanekura was on the front, eyes rolled up. A white feather lay next to him. They said that the cause of death seemed to be most likely a heart attack. The news said that Mr. Kanekura was known for selling rare artifacts for money. They wondered if it could be the curse of the Pharoah's Tomb.

Yugi clenched his hands, the paper ripping and crinkling from the pressure. "Grandpa...curses...do they exist?"

Sugouroku coughed. "Well...when Tutankhamen's Tomb was opened in 1923...there were the same kinds of rumours...all the discoverers died mysterious deaths. But now it's thought that the mummy's curse could be just a sensation stirred up by the media of time." He glanced out the window. "That's not what I'm worried about though."

Yugi set the newspaper down on his desk. "So what are you worried about then?"

Sugouroku closed his eyes, worry darkening his features. "Professor Yoshimori was a part of the excavation Mr. Kanekura was in. I'm worried the curse will get to him."

Yugi turned to look at his grandpa. "Well then let's go. He said he was going back to the university. We'll bring everyone else and go visit him." His grandpa nodded.

"Sounds great. I'm sure he'd like the visit."

End Of Chapter Thirteen Part One