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Kindred Spirits: Chapter 36: Trap For the Wary
Misty woke up feeling weightless. The thick overpowering air was gone and she stood and almost shrieked when she saw a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Pitch black eyes. Black and green robes. And the glowing mark of the Lizard on her arm. Of course. Her past had a bad habit of catching up with her, it seemed.
But if that really was poison gas that had gotten to her, that meant Kate was still in danger.
Misty ran out of the fire escape to where Kate was after several flights of stairs. The receptionist had passed out, her wheeled office chair having toppled over as she did as well. Misty ran up to her and hoisted her up, untangling the woman's legs from the axle of the chair. If it was a sleeping agent in the gas, the lack of working alarms was troubling. Misty called the police and only after hanging up did she give the lizard god in her head a talking to.
"Why have you come back again?" She asked the God – at the moment too angry and shocked to think about her situation. The lizard appeared in the space in her head, a vast black and green head, and almost comically large eyes rolling down to look at her.
"Opportunity", Ccarayhua said back to her.
Misty felt the conversation vanish as she heard the police sirens. They took Kate out on a stretcher and checked Misty for breathing. Dark Signers were not technically alive, but there was some kind of pulse that the first aid responders noticed as they checked Misty's symptoms. Luckily for her, she had mastered appearing alive in her previous time as a Dark Signer, so her eyes appeared white when they shone a light inside of them.
Her apartment was fumigated and there was investigation into a chemical attack of some kind. Misty wanted to lay low but the press was quick to ask questions. She went to the closest convenience store and changed into something that looked less like cultist robes and more high fashion before she checked her make-up and make sure her eyes weren't black. Looking normal was a luxury right now.
There was a lull in her day when she exited the hubbub of microphones and sound bites. It was finally over, but none of that really mattered at the moment. Misty checked into a hotel and brought up her e-mail on her phone, pausing as a suspicious E-mail stuck out among the herd of paparazzi and insurance letters.
Misty responded to the message and then went to the hospital to check up on her receptionist. Kate was doing alright as the lethal gas wasn't concentrated on the ground floor. A personal attack then, and by someone who'd had access to her personal quarters. It was unnerving to say the least.
While she was there Misty saw her private doctor and she was baffled to find the amount of toxicity in Misty's body should have killed her. Misty wanted to tell the doctor how right she was on that front, but it was an unbelievable story. Apparently all of her organs worked just fine, but she wasn't interested in hearing her own picture of health at the moment. The Lizard God wanted her attention about something and Misty was divided.
She thought she'd been able to walk away from her own dark past, but the Lizard's whispers were a record that she certainly had unfinished business. That didn't make any sense but at the moment Misty didn't care. She felt sleep deprived even though she'd slept well enough the night before.
/
Jack had gotten the message from Yusei and Aki about Max and Annie's message to Yusei, as well as the recent accident on Misty's apartment hours ago. He was kicking himself for waiting so long to have this conversation, but he'd never forgive himself if it did not happen.
Jack unmounted his D-Wheel, leaving the Wheel of Fortune on the side of the street as he removed his helmet, trading it with a carefully preserved bouquet of flowers he'd purchased from a teasing florist. He knocked on the closed door and hoped to whatever higher power would listen that Carly was there.
Jack didn't know what to say, other than he had to say something. If the tragedy over three years ago was to happen again, he didn't want Carly to be shocked by it . His nerves were on edge, the normally confident man's stoic posture and face now tense. It was getting late, as the sun had now set on Neo Domino City.
No one was there. Jack knocked again and his answer was silence. He clenched the flowers slightly.
"Jack?" A voice asked behind him. Jack turned to see an exhausted looking Carly with a fresh bruise above her right eye holding up her apartment keys.
"Carly, I wanted to talk to you. Are you alright?" Jack asked, immediately wanting to return whoever injured Carly with double the favor.
Carly looked to the flowers and blushed heavily and raised her keys, unable to coherently form what she wanted to say with words. Right. The apartment.
Jack stepped back and let Carly open the door.
Jack looked to Carly's apartment. It was messy, with papers, mail letters, and articles strewn about her desk and making its way to one of her chairs. "Can I come in? I need to talk to you." Jack asked.
Carly nodded faintly, turning to lead Jack into her living space.
"Yeah. Please come in. But mind the floor – it's slippery. I should know." Carly said, sitting down on the couch, taking off her glasses to rub the bruise. "After I fell down, I went to the convenience store across the street for some pain reliever."
"Now what's with the personal visit, Jack? You hardly ever talk to me unless it's involving a scoop." Carly asked.
"Carly, you remember when we first met?" Jack asked.
Carly nodded. "The duel in the hospital. Then you stayed with me for a while, and then – I don't remember after that, but once the Daedalus Bridge got build, you moved in with Yusei and Crow."
Jack leaned the mop against the wall. Then he turned to her, following her pointing hand to place the flowers on her counter top by the kitchen.
"Well - Carly, you have amnesia." Jack said, the suddenness of the statement surprising him.
"Hm? Well didn't the rest of the city?" She said, yawning. "After those weird purple marks appeared in the sky, everyone suffered from that, right?"
Jack frowned and sat next to her, giving her space as he hunched down slightly to be at her eye level.
"Not everyone." he said.
Carly nodded. "But that was long ago. Why's that so important?"
"Well-." Jack began and wasn't sure what to say next. He didn't want to spin an unbelievable tale to her, but also didn't want to tell a lie.
"-because of what happened. You saw footage of people being sucked up into that stone heart, right?"
"Yeah, remember? I was there with you and Mikage in the helicopter when it happened. We watched Yusei duel your old friend Kiryu Kyosuke in Satellite." Carly said, surprised at how naturally the man's name came to her.
"Then you broke my camera and then . . . then I visited the Arcadia movement, but after that-" Carly stopped.
"After that there's this big gap in my thoughts." She said, scratching her head. "I thought that everybody in the city went through something like that." Carly said.
Jack chose his next words carefully. "Well you were very active during that time."
Carly frowned. "Active? What do you mean? Jack, you know what happened back then? Why wait till now to tell me?" She asked, sounding a little suspicious but more hurt as she asked the string of questions.
He froze. She had the right to know, even if it meant he was a coward for not telling her sooner. And even if it meant she wouldn't want to speak to him afterwards.
"Because it might happen again and you deserve to know the truth before it does." Jack responded
/
"It's done." Jack's icon appeared on Yusei's device and the man looked up from it, looking to Aki, Atem, Isis, and Seto. The five were in the Izayoi's residence talking in the dining room. It would still be a while before Hideo and Setsuko Izayoi returned from the trip, and after tuning up the Bloody Kiss and a practice Riding Duel between Yusei and herself, they invited the others over.
The Riding Duel had taken Aki and Yusei to Atem's location, and they decided to leave the victor ambiguous, letting Drill Warrior and Splendid Rose vanish from the Riding Duel so that Atem and company could travel with them and talk. Now they were discussing a plan of action and Jack was on his way.
"Then with that, we've all sent warnings to the former Dark Signers." Yusei stated. "I only hope that the messages were sent in time. It's a shame we only found out about this through the news – and Max and Annie's call about Bommer leaving Peru so suddenly. That man they described has to be Bakura" Yusei said, closing his eyes in frustration.
"I messaged Misty and she says she's alright." Aki said. "But I don't know if that's really the truth. If both she and Bommer are already Dark Signers then-" She stopped, eyes wide.
"That means Kiryu's either next on their list or is already one of them." Yusei said, his fists shaking.
"Despite that, this is an unnatural occurrence, right?" Seto asked. Aki nodded as Yusei was miles away at the moment, most likely thinking of Kiryu's new family, as well as his own old wounds dueling Kiryu and the chance he may have to confront him again.
"That's right." Aki said and Seto narrowed his eyes. "If I was the owner of Kaiba Corporation, I'd bet it all that Shiro and Bakura are behind this. Meaning our plan to bait them must be decided now, otherwise things will only get worse from here on out." The man said.
Isis nodded. "But how can we bait them out? What kind of incentive does this Shiro require?" He asked.
Atem looked down to his Puzzle. "Perhaps we're thinking of luring in the wrong person." The Pharaoh suggested.
/
Jack got the messages from Yusei and Aki once he'd returned home. The plan involved the tournament he was part of and featured several returning duelists from both the Fortune Cup and the WRGPX tournaments. As the famous 'King' in the past, and now the 'World King' for a few months, Jack hoped that this would be a start to his new legend.
But of course with Shiro and Bakura's appearance, that threw his goal a bit asunder. Jack stopped the Wheel of Fortune next to Yusei's own Yusei Go and Aki's Bloody Kiss and walked in as Aki had left the door unlocked.
"If we want to lure Bakura in, is this really a wise way to go about it?" Jack asked, looking to Seto.
Seto nodded and spoke. "Of course a great risk is involved, but Atem's shown he knows his way around Riding Duels and Standing Duels in this world. Plus the Puzzle will protect him in the event of a Shadow Game Bakura creates."
Jack tisked. "I just don't understand why Bakura would take the bait. It's an obvious trap."
Seto grinned. "And he's a tomb robber. He sees traps as mere challenges to test his own skills. This plan both whets his pride and curiosity."
Jack nodded. "I suppose that makes sense. And on top of that we've got Security stationed to guard the place if Bakura or anyone else tries anything."
"We need a play to draw this Shiro guy out." Crow said. "No number of nightly patrols will just lead me to him. It needs to be a public event – one he won't be able to get away from."
"The Tournament this week. We force his hand." Jack said and Yusei nodded.
"That's a good start, but what's the incentive?" Crow asked.
"A duel with the King of Games. One on one. No tricks." Atem said, speaking up.
"And what ensures that we're not going to ambush him? Or drag Security into the matter?" Crow asked again.
"Easy." Atem said. "We'll all be there as guests of honor. Seto and Isis can be part of my team. And Team 5D's can be there to provide a challenge to the winner of this tournament." Atem said.
Jack nodded. "That makes sense. Just as I was the one to challenge Yusei at the Encore match when he won the Fortune Cup. Yusei, you up for that role this time?" The World King asked.
Yusei nodded. "Yeah. Team 5D's being there is a good way to ensure a huge turnout. And I do owe it to this City and Satellite to give everyone a good duel."
"Well even if Shiro does show up, what are we going to do then? We can't just arrest the guy." Rua asked.
"True, but facial records, the model of D-Wheel he drives, who he has with him – those will be things we'll use to get more information about him when the time comes." Crow said. "Especially since Sherry will be watching this Shiro guy like a hawk once she gets here."
"And are we sure a Duel is enough of an incentive for him to come out of hiding?" Aki asked. "It seems foolish for one as currently safe as him to step into the public eye like that. Even for a duel with someone as famous as Yugi Muto."
"Then we give him what he wants if he wins. My Puzzle." Atem said, looking down to the pendant around his neck. "Even if it reflects my status as Pharaoh, here it's a mere ornament without my soul needing to rest in it. I think if we're going to add this condition, I should be Bakura's opponent." Atem said.
"Still, Shiro may set his own conditions to the duel, even if he does agree to them. Remember, he didn't want the Millennium Eye even though it was in his grasp." Seto said, crossing his arms.
"Well in any case, do we have a better idea?" Crow asked. The large group looked around and eventually came to a consensus.
Jack sighed. "Well then it's time to call Mikage and get some extra Security detail. Then I need to call a few people and figure out how to spin this with the media."
"Thanks Jack." Yusei said, most of the others there nodding their heads as Jack got up to start making his calls.
Jack sighed as he'd have to contact a woman who cared deeply about him, but one that he did not share the feelings for. After what Carly had said to him he would rather just try and sleep, but this was too important to ignore. He found her contact information and hit dial.
Jack walked out of the building to make some phone calls while Crow discussed standard Security procedure with the group.
Yusei left the room with Aki and the Pharaoh. Yusei went over some fundamental D-Wheel exercises with Atem, Aki observing to see how Atem's form was from far away. They'd managed about twenty minutes of practice when the Izayois returned in a taxi, tired from the trip. The group decided to disperse and continue the discussion the next day to let Aki and her parents rest in their own home.
/
Ushio finished inputting the latest records into the Security server and then shut down his personal computer. Finally, freedom was his for the night. He clocked out and jokingly told Mikage not to work too hard before he left the precinct. She'd just heard Jack's request to beef up Security and had assigned Kazama to be in charge of the tournament's extra precautions at Kazama's own request. Kazama and Ushio both left at the same time, using the Duel Lane to their advantage to beat the nightly traffic with a quick Riding Duel.
Goyo Guardian faced off against Demon Chaos King, Goyo's Jutte Lariat meeting Chaos King's flame swords as the two aces clashed in light rain. The duel ended in Ushio's victory due to the battle damage Goyo inflicted and the two officers laughed at rest of their day once it was over.
"You really had to give Enjou Mukuro a speeding ticket again?!" Ushio snorted. "I swear, since he lost to Jack and then Yusei, he's gotten more unhinged. Still, a decent duelist like that should know to abide by the rules of the City."
Kazama sighed through Ushio's earpiece. "Yeah, but to him rules are meant to be broken. You hear about his loss the other day?" Kazama asked.
Ushio blinked. "No."
"Well. . . "Kazama began. "It's a bit of a ridiculous story, but eye witnesses say he dueled against a guy who looked like the late King of Games."
Ushio paused. "Which one? That's a long list of potential candidates who used to be the King of Games."
"The first one on the map. Muto, Yugi." Kazama said.
Ushio felt something in his head twist as he heard the name. It was not a name he'd heard in a long time, but he couldn't remember where he'd first heard it. Obviously it was a well-known name, but when Ushio tried to recall why, his thoughts were a blur.
"What's the significance of that?" Ushio asked. "People dress up as celebrity duelists all the time." He said.
Kazama chuckled. "Well this guy used an exact replica of Yugi's deck, but with Speed Spells of course. He beat Mukuro in a Riding Duel. That's never happened to him outside of a tournament before." The officer said.
Ushio narrowed his eyes. The rain began falling at a quicker rate, and he focused on the back of Kazama's D-Wheel to make sure they were a safe distance apart.
"So he started speeding in public again after he lost?" Ushio asked.
"Yeah." Kazama said. "He did the same following his loss to Yusei in the Fortune Cup, but I didn't think he'd repeat it after the first warning he got then.
Ushio laughed. "Well if he does it again, which one of us Securities should duel him to bring him in for probation?"
Kazama grinned. "Crow. That way he'll have lost to another of Team 5D's."
Ushio snorted. "Yeah, then he'll just pace so much in his cell, he'll bore a hole through the floor."
The two finished their journey from the ride, laughing at Mukuro's expense. Kazama was the first to depart, his residence closer to work than Ushio's. Tetsu Ushio himself had to continue the drive solo, but received a message on the inside of his his visor – someone was contacting him.
'SECURITY ADJUNCT SAGIRI' the text on his visor read.
"Mikage. Chief is that you?" Ushio asked, shifting to auto pilot so he could focus on the conversation.
"Tetsu Ushio. Domino High, Upperclassman." The text said, under Mikage's virtual name.
"The heck, Chief? Where'd you get that information from?" Ushio asked, his words meeting silence as his mind processed what he saw. If that was who he was in a previous life, he now had no recollection of it. Then more words appeared.
"You vex me, Ushio. You live outside of the time period you were born into. I want to know how." The text read.
"What's it matter to you, Chief? That information's got nothing to do with anything." Ushio said, feeling a headache as blurred images of his past started to appear.
He faced two punks, a blonde and a brunette adolescent, each looking up to him in anger as they licked their wounds. A boy with a high pitched voice yelling – pleading at him to stop fighting them. Then there was a deck of playing cards, the top card slipping over to reveal a Queen of Spades.
Through the snapshot memory, Ushio's tall gaze looking down on the other students at his high school. A sash of leadership around his school uniform. Then an extended time at a mental health facility, staring at a wall. He snapped out of the daze of memory snapshots to see there was more text on the screen in his visor.
"What on Earth was that?" Ushio thought as he looked to the text on the screen.
"Ushio, return to HQ at once if you want Mikage to remain alive." The text read.
Then an image appeared, Mikage typing diligently at her desk. Yet Ushio could see from that angle a red dot on the back of her head. He couldn't see her face, but given her over corrected posture and rapid-fire typing pace, she must know that she was in danger.
"I've told her that she has to write at least one hundred words per minute if she wants to live. Of course, that will only apply until you arrive, then she's free to go." The text displayed.
Ushio growled. "Why not just meet me then? Why go through the trouble of dragging me back to work? And why involve the Chief?! You're setting yourself up for an investigation and then imprisonment!"
Then a voice like sharp gravel could be heard through Mikage's headset, though she wasn't wearing it.
"Because I want to properly motivate you for what is about to come next." The voice said and Ushio shuddered. Something about it sounded familiar to him.
Whoever this was, they knew how to get into his head – not like pushing his buttons was hard to do. But to piss him off – that was another matter entirely.
"Well I hope whoever you are, you're ready to face the full force of Security!" Ushio yelled back, sending a ping out to all officers in the area. Soon, Kazama and Crow would back him up. Between them all Ushio had no doubt that they'd get to the bottom of this.
A laugh on the other end was all Ushio heard. He checked the ping to see that no one responded. Then Ushio tried to call Kazama and Crow manually, and found that he couldn't contact anyone. He even tried a city wide ping, but couldn't reach anyone. He commanded the A.I. in his D-Wheel to contact by E-mail and even that didn't work.
"You really thought we'd let you contact your friends after singling you out like this?" The voice asked him.
Of course. The Securities' D-Wheels were managed at HQ with a master program to prevent human error. Someone must've tampered with his model since he'd been issued it yesterday. He then tried his holoscreen, but the torrent of rain would make using it like this near impossible, and the phone call function was blocked.
Apparently his number had been deleted from the Security Registry, which meant that this person, whoever they are, was seriously targeting him. Like it or not, he was on his own. Ushio swallowed and drove as fast as he could to get back to work through the rain, earlier conversation about speeding completely disregarded.
/
Mikage saw the Security D-Wheel drive into the parking lot, and a soaked Ushio run through the doors, uniform dripping from the rain. Then the voice spoke to her from somewhere nearby.
"Well done, Miss Sagiri. You kept a cool head under pressure. I commend you." A window came up on the computer and Mikage saw her own back, the red dot was now gone from her head.
"You're free to leave." The voice said and Mikage slowly stood, taking time to calm herself down. There was a stun gun in the desk below the computer and Mikage took a step back, pressing a few keys to save the document in question before kneeling down to manually turn off the computer, covering the camera's vision with her back as her fingers warped around the stun gun's handle, and she flicked off the safety through muscle memory.
The computer mercifully shut down after she'd pulled out the stun gun and stuck it inside her breast pocket. Then she picked up her purse under her chair and exited the room. It was raining and she was about to go down the hall to get her jacket when she turned.
Behind her was a tall man with a mane of long white hair, the bangs upraised like bat wings. The man's eyes were cold, yet his expression was a relaxed smirk. He pulled a golden object out of his long black trench coat. It was a golden ring the size of a Frisbee, with a triangular shape in the center of the hoop and an Egyptian style eye embedded in the middle of it. Several points hung down the body of the ring, the bottom most one defying gravity to point at her. The man's grin became shark like and the eye on the artifact shone with a bright light.
Then Mikage found she was looking at the scene from another perspective. She was now looking down seeing her own body fall to her knees and then on her face, stun gun skidding across the floor as she'd passed out.
Mikage tried to move, but felt like her whole body was covered with layers and layers of cotton. Then she realized that she didn't have any sense of taste, or touch. She heard her own body collapse, but now she was somewhere else- and in another body. The white haired man laughed and looked directly at her new location before putting away her stun gun, a massive hand wrapping around her and pulling her towards him. Now he was gigantic and she was guessing she was about the size of a mouse. His grip felt numbed, as though she was wrapped up in a quilt.
The man turned his hand around to the metal walls and Mikage saw a doll in his hand, modeled after her features. Short blue hair cut professionally but still stylishly. She was wearing a replica of her suit, made from fine materials. Whoever this was, he had a lot of free time on his hands. She tried to scream but nothing came out of the small line of yarn that made up her new mouth.
Then she heard footsteps and the man slipped her into his coat pocket and moved around.
"Mikage! Where are you!?" Ushio's booming voice was unmistakable. On one hand, Mikage wanted him to run, but on the other hand she wanted him to beat the snot out of this guy and hopefully reverse whatever this was.
"Ah, Officer Ushio! So nice of you to get my message!" The other man said.
"Who are you?" Ushio's voice asked, the inflection indicating surprise.
"You mean you don't recognize me? I would've been your classmate if you'd only stayed in school a little longer! I'm hurt!' The mystery kidnapper said.
Mikage stopped. Classmate? That didn't make sense – all of Ushio's records before he'd moved to Neo Domino weren't in the police system. And no one on the force knew about the man before he'd joined Security. Something was very, very wrong.
/
Ushio stopped. The man's face was familiar, but the foggy feeling he'd gotten ever since the duel with Kazama ended had only increased. Hearing the man's voice gave him a splitting headache.
"Does the name Bakura hold any meaning to you?" The man asked him. Ushio froze. That name was familiar somehow.
"Bakura." Ushio said aloud, the other man's face and hair registering with the name. His brain clicked, matching the two.
"I remember now. You were a duelist in the Battle City Semifinals. But how the hell are you here? That was a literal lifetime ago! You should be dead!" Ushio said.
Bakura chuckled, pointing at him with a bent finger. "You're one to talk. And you don't need to know all the details. I just want to know why you reek of a Penalty Game's punishment yet can still live a normal life in spite of that."
"Penalty Game? The hell are you talking about?" Ushio asked, pointing his pistol at Bakura, who grinned, raising the comatose body of Mikage by her neck.
"Are you really going to risk shooting your boss?" Bakura asked, chuckling. "Even if you hit me, the ricochet might kill her."
Bakura shifted his coat and Ushio could see a golden, gleaming metal ring staring at him. It was ominous and only intensified his headache as it reflected the light back into his eyes. An eye of gold was molded into the center of it on a triangular plate. That complicated things. And the man could be wearing bulletproof armor. Even a stun gun could seriously hurt Mikage if Ushio wasn't careful.
His training told him to de-escalate the situation, but his gut told him to shoot the man on sight. Something about that Ring felt wrong to him, a bubble of some dread fear in his mind began swelling up. Like a puzzle piece fitting into place, something in Ushio's brain recognized the terrible, terrible golden eye that stared back at him. Ushio wasn't sure why, but frankly he cared more about Mikage's safety than some headache.
"Let the Chief go. Then we'll talk." Ushio said, letting his weapon drop in plain sight.
Bakura grinned. "What a nice change of pace. Fine then." The man said.
Bakura let go of the Ring, letting it fall to his chest as it was tied around his neck and grabbed Chief Sagiri's body, lifting it up to his chest. He tossed her at Ushio as through she were a duffle bag. Ushio caught her with both hands, holding her snugly as he checked her pulse. Still there, and faintly breathing.
"Did you drug her?!" Ushio asked, fists clenching up as he set her gently on the floor, too worried about her safety to be on the attack. Still, he eyed the gun and wondered how fast he'd have to move to grab it and shoot accurately before the man could react.
Bakura laughed. "Drug her!? I don't need something as barbaric as that to accomplish my deeds! Don't worry – I haven't done anything to hurt your superior, but make no mistake if you try anything, you'll regret it."
Bakura reached into his coat and pulled out a doll in the image of Mikage, the small but detailed replication of the women wasn't lost on Ushio. Bakura poked the doll's side and next to Ushio, Mikage's comatose body flopped around, pushed by an invisible force exactly where Bakura had nudged the doll.
"What the hell?!" Ushio asked and Bakura repeated the action from the other side, flicking the doll's head. From Ushio's arms, the body of Sangiri Mikage moved around again, the head suddenly jerking to the side as though it had been stuck, yet the woman was still passed out.
"Simply put, her soul is connected to this doll. But if you help me to undo a great evil, I will remove the curse and she will be back to normal." Bakura said, gesturing with a hand as though it was a generous choice.
Ushio's eyes narrowed. "The only great evil I see is standing before me, impersonating a duelist from a lifetime ago and taking the head of Security hostage!"
Bakura chuckled. "Amazing. I can taste the darkness on you." Bakura said. "Somehow you've managed to come back to a regular life despite enduring a Penalty Game."
Ushio looked to the doll and then to Mikage's body. He had no outs. The entire compound was deserted save for them, and there was no way of contacting anyone outside. He considered tripping the fire alarm, but the man had him completely at his mercy.
"Darkness on me? What are you talking about?! And what the hell is a Penalty Game?!" Ushio asked again. The only 'darkness' he could recall was the Dark Signers and that was years ago.
"Oh, excuse me. You probably don't remember what happened to you. What a shame. I wonder how you got where you are now." Bakura said.
Ushio wasn't sure why the man was so concerned with his own past. Honestly, there wasn't much past for him to talk about. He'd experienced some heavily repressed trauma and the experience had made his teens and his twenties to his early thirties a blur. He'd forgotten what year it was and one day he woke up to find the world had changed. Yet he didn't mind as the dread that was plaguing him most of his adult life had vanished. To the point where he couldn't even remember what the dread was from in the first place.
"All that stuff in my past happened a lifetime ago. I can't remember any of it." Ushio said.
"Well that kind of magic I sense had to have come from another Millennium Item." Bakura said. The Ring was glowing now, the downward most point lifting to be level with Ushio's chest.
"And while I can't undo the Penalty game's punishment, well . . . let's lift up that fog around it, shall we?" The man asked.
The eye in the center of the Ring glowed and then Ushio saw ancient horrors he wished had stayed repressed.