Several of the brutes charged out of the tent towards the yami. He just glared at them until they were close enough. Flailing out with his arms he smashed the mace down hard on one of their skulls letting the red liquid leak out of the crack that kept growing with each blow that Y. Bakura brought down upon the wound. In the other hand he was slashing out with the dagger stabbing at throats, gouging out eyes, slicing off hands and causing mayhem among the pitiful souls that surrounded him. As the men feel he ducked to pick up their weapons as they got better. After about five deaths by his hand the weapons of choice were a cutlass and ((of course the best weapon of all)) iron claws that fit onto his knuckles. With these weapons he ripped faces into dangling pieces of tissue as the blood seeped out of the open flesh. He cut men down in half and was covered with blood in the process. He brought the cutlass down hard between one man's eyes and then sent it back through the side of his head. With and evil grin he spun his arms in the whirling circles of death that he had become...

Nayia had ran as far away from that camp as possible until she collapsed in the sand. Clawing at the soft ground she rolled onto her back and stared up at the clear sky. She had just seen a man die. A man die by the hand of the Bakura that she knew and loved. She lay on the ground and slightly quivered with the image of the dead man flickering in her mind. Breathing heavily she lay down on the ground and dug furrows in the sand while the sun beat down on her body...

Bakura couldn't close his eyes after he heard the first man gurgle in his death throws. His gaze had been locked open and as the last man feel Bakura took back over his body. He dropped the weapons to the ground and looked at his bloodstained fingers as he feel to his knees. When Yugi had been taken over by Yami in the duel against Seto Kaiba, Yugi had been afraid of the presence inside him. Yami had only attempted to kill a man who was putting himself in danger, the yami inside Bakura actually had. He had a reason to be afraid of himself, even though he knew the yami had saved his life at the expense of others. Bakura recovered himself enough to walk out of the camp in a daze. He trudged right after the footprints that led out of the camp until he saw Nayia lying on the ground. Bakura rushed over to her and placed a bloodied hand on her shoulder.

She turned her head and looked up at Bakura. She saw that the gentle glow had returned back into his eyes and she shook her head before looking back at the ground, "You killed someone..."

Bakura pulled her up and hugged her. "I know... I know... It's ok now. It's all over..." He rocked slightly back and forth trying to comfort her and himself in the same motion. He didn't know how to explain his yami so that Nayia would understand, he in himself somewhat believed that it was part of him out there who was killing all those people. He didn't want Nayia to worry, it wasn't her problem, it shouldn't be her problem, it was his problem, only his problem. He wanted to hit himself. It was all his fault, the only thing that he had done for Nayia was cause her pain...

Bakura helped Nayia up and they walked back to town where they went to Bakura's apartment. He closed the door and walked over to the cabinet. He grabbed some food and drink and left them on the table. With hands distractedly playing with each other he walked into his bedroom and flopped down on his mattress. Bakura stared up at the ceiling and sighed heavily. What could he do? Ever since he had found Nayia, ever since he had come to Egypt in fact, bad things had started happening to him. He rolled over onto his stomach and moaned, he reached for the bedpost and pulled out his deck. He didn't know why he still had it with him, there weren't any more people to duel. But he flipped through them and slid out his change of heart card. This really was him, dark on one side, light for the other, and one side kept winning against the other. He sighed and then flicked the time wizard out, this hard started the whole fiasco. He placed the two cards on the bedpost and put the rest of his deck away. Picking the two card up, one in each hand, he looked between the two and rolled onto his back again. Closing his eyes he clutched the change of heart to his chest and started talking to his yami in his thoughts...

/Why can't you do anything about this...?/

//I'm a spirit, not a miracle worker.//

Bakura was surprised that he actually got a response from when he was just thinking to himself. /You can hear my thoughts?/

//Only if your talking to me.// There was a smirk accompanied with this remark.

/Well, why can't you do anything about this? Isn't it your fault everything has been going wrong?/

//I didn't do anything! I can only take control of you, and maybe capture a few souls, but make actual problems follow you around? Wish I could take the credit, but I'm afraid it wasn't me...//

Bakura huffed in frustration. Why was it that everything bad that ever happened to him seemed to come from Egypt. Even when he had arrived by boat for the first time when he passed through the city gates it had felt like he was passing through some sort of electrical wall. The feeling had numbed itself out by now, but it still made him tingle.

Nayia walked into the room carrying some tea on a tray. "Bakura? Bakura. I brought you some tea..." She placed it at the bottom of the bed and sat there looking at Bakura.

He sighed and propped himself up to look at her. "Uh... thanks......... Hey, Nayia?"

She looked at him curiously, "What is it?"

"Do you miss your home?"

She cocked and eyebrow at him and shrugged, "Well, I guess, but that's natural isn't it? I mean, this place isn't really what it used to be... so, I'd say that I do miss it." She smiled and looked out the window longingly, "I used to walk in the gardens every morning just before dawn to watch the sun rise. I saw you there a few times, although I never came up to you. I'd also roam through the hallways all day looking out at the city, at night it would light up as everyone lit their candles and it was so beautiful..." She sighed and looked back at Bakura, "It's all gone now though, but that's how it is I guess..." She got up and walked out of the room leaving Bakura lying on the bed.

He sat there for a long time looking at the ceiling thinking. When an idea had finally settled into his unsettled brain he rolled off his bed and picked up the time wizard. Walking out of the room he looked at Nayia sleeping peacefully on the couch and held the card he was holding in his hand firmly. He knelt next to her and placed the card between her hands. Stroking her forehead with his hand Bakura kissed her head and whispered softly to her, "You need to go home Nayia, I saw how much you wanted to when you were talking about it, I know that I'll miss you, I'll miss you so much, but I can't keep you here where you don't belong. You need to go home Nayia..." A tear fell down his face and down onto the card which began to glow with a silver aura a long with Bakura. "The time wizard will take you home, it will take you to a safe place... I don't want to loose you Nayia, but I have to, and I just want you to know... I want you to know that I love you..." He covered his face with his hands as the form of Nayia lying on the couch faded until she was no longer there. The silver glow faded too leaving only the weeping form of Bakura kneeling on the floor...

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Bakura couldn't stay there. The next morning he packed up all his things and got on a boat. He went back to his old home and placed his things on the floor before he went to find Yugi and everybody.

It didn't take him long to find them, and Tea was the first to greet him as he joined back with his familiar group of people.

"Hey Bakura! Long time no see." She smiled and cocked her head to the side in her little Tea way.

Bakura shoved his hands into his pockets and kicked the ground depressed. "Ya, I guess so Tea..."

Joey slung his arm over Bakura's shoulder and smirked, "Why the glum face Bakura?"

He just shrugged and mumbled something.

Yugi looked at him quizzically, "What is it Bakura?"





Bakura looked down at Yugi and smiled slightly, "I just had a dream Yugi, just a dream........................"