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I hadn't bothered to look for Yami.

I know it sounds mean, but at the time, I don't think she wanted to see me anyway.

I wouldn't mind if she came back.

But I am not going to admit that some dream is going to kill us all.

"Celtic?"

Hearing my name, I slowly looked up from my bed. I had figured the other customers didn't want me hanging around, and I didn't want to hear their gossip, so I left and miserably made my way to my room. I felt tired so I lay down, and was about to doze off when my name was called. "Is that you Dark?" I asked as I watched him slowly enter the room looking around as if something was missing. "Hey…" he asked. "Where's Yami?" Sighing, I put a hand to my forehead, feeling a headache coming. "We got in a fight…" I began. "Yami had a dream about the dragon, another god, the God of Obelisk and us being killed. So I, well…told…her that dreams weren't real and I must've said it roughly because she ran out of the restaurant crying."

Dark said nothing.

"You made Yami cry?!" he exclaimed more amazed than angry pointing at me with a quivering finger and open mouth. "You? Celtic Guardian the one who FOUND her, you made Yami CRY?" Nodding at him, I felt more annoyance come on. "Yes, yes, yes. I did it, it was me!" I shot back. "I made Yami cry because I yelled at her, and now she's off in the city somewhere, probably lost, and she has only that stupid dream to comfort her!" Dark said nothing as I finished complaining. "So are you done?" he asked without expression. Turning to him and glaring, I said coolly, "Yes." Dark sighed heavily as he walked past me and sat on his bed next to me. "You know what Celtic?" he asked. "You need to trust others wild intuitions sometimes. Yami wouldn't mention the God if she knew it wasn't important. I mean, she hasn't even heard of the God before! Don't you think it's just ever so slightly strange that she would know who he was all of a sudden?"

Looking at Dark through a bored eye, I said, "Lots of creatures know who he is. One of them could have told her." Dark sighed again and thought for a minute. "Well ok," he said. "But how do you explain the red dragon? And the other god?" Now it was my turn to sigh as I asked him hotly, "Do you really have to ask me these things? I know that dreams are not real. Yami was only lying and to hell with saying I'm sorry to her." Dark was once again silent as I shifted myself back to my sleeping position. "You know…" he said as he looked at his arm. "I got this cut because of you. Did you know? When I carried you back, your sword got my deep in the arm. Yami…when I told her, she just put a hand on it and then…it didn't get better, but it sure felt that way. No pain. And afterwards, I felt a bit stronger too. My power level anyway. For a short time."

Healing and power up?

Though, not really because the cut was still there, but…

Yami did that for me too…but…

"I don't care."

As he got up, Dark looked down at me. "You know Celtic," he began angrily. "You're being a real pain and maybe Yami isn't as insane as you think! But for one thing I do know is that she's out there lost and sad because of you and she's the one who believes in you most! And that's really sad! You know she deserves better!" Turning his back to me, he glared. "I'm going to find her." As he began to walk away, I said after him, "I'm not going to believe in some silly dream. Even if it came from Yami. Dreams aren't real and they don't come true." Dark stopped at the door. "Really?" he asked sadness and anger in his voice. "Would you say that if SHE were still alive?"

"Don't you dare…!"

But he had already disappeared out the door.

I only sighed and lay back down, yawning.

"Dreams aren't real…there are no such things as a red dragon with two mouths…"

***

"Celtic…"

What?

"Celtic Guardian…"

Who is that? I've heard them before…

"Celtic…it's me…"

Looking around, I saw myself standing in the ashes that I once failed to save someone in. "N-no!" I cried stepping back. "Get me away from here!" Screaming, I spun around and prepared to run. "NO!"

"Celtic…love, wait!"

Stopping, I gasped in surprise. "It…it can't…but…" Looking behind me, I saw the familiar flutter of a blue dress and the wave of golden hair. But this time, a white light shined behind the figure, almost blinding me. "Celtic…" the voice said soft and silky. "It's me…remember?"

I could only gape.

"How…?" I asked in amazement as the figure came down and gently took my hand. "How…? You…you're dead…!" The figure laughed. "I am never dead." She giggled. "I am only if you chose me to be." Looking into her face, I took her other hand. "Then…then I want you to live…" I croaked. "Live and finish what we started." She smiled as she gently stroked my head. "Then…I need power…to come back into this world. I need something that can raise a monsters power level and give them strength too."

Power level and strength?

Yami…could she do that?

But…she's…

But then interrupting my thoughts, she spoke again. "If you can give that to me when you get to Dark Sages…" Slowly, she brought a hand up and touched my face. "Then we can be together…again."

"Wait…!"

***

My eyes shot open and I sat up straight gasping. "What…! What…!" I heaved as I felt my forehead. "It…it was a dream…" Turning around on my bed, "I stared out the window into the cool night's sky. Almost like it was far away, I heard her voice again. "Power level and strength..."

"It was her…" I whispered as the stars twinkled at me. "It was really her…"

And I broke down crying bitter tears.

***

Later that night, I had no idea when; I finally got up from a damp pillow and rubbed my eyes.

"Celtic…"

A new voice! Although I couldn't see a thing, I heard it, deep and powerful. "Who's there?" I said turning around but seeing no one. "Who is it?" The voice rumbled again as it spoke like thunder. "Who I am is not important. Who my brother is, is not important either. What is important is that you listen to us." Turning back around so I was sitting normally, I glared. "I'm not handing over Yami if that's what you want." I warned. But then I felt hot air blow in front of me; so powerful it blew some of my hair back. "We do not WANT Yami." He said as his breath rolled over. "We must make you believe." Looking ahead, I held no expression on my face as I said, "I don't believe in foolish dreams." Almost angrily, the new voice growled deeply, setting goose bumps off my skin. "You believed in that dream you just had then didn't you?" he asked angrily. "Yet you don't take the words of others. Even those who you love and care about the most." I sighed as the breath slowly calmed to only a breeze. "Who are you?" I asked. "Why are you telling me this?" As the breath began to fade away, the voice called faintly, "Everything is not…what it seems to be."

And then it vanished.

"Yami…" I heard Dark's voice say downstairs. "I know…he can be a jerk, but he's just worried. He's worried that…well…well, I don't really know what he's worried about, but I do know that he didn't mean it."

Yami!

Quickly I got up and headed for the door. "Yami…?" I called as I opened the door. "Yami?" Looking down the stairs, I saw Dark, his hands on Yami's shoulders trying to pursuade her to go upstairs. "Celtic…" she said quietly as she looked up. "I…I'm sorry…I mentioned the dragon. I won't do it again."

Yami…

Quickly rushing down the stairs, I said almost happily, "No, Yami. Don't be sorry." Stopping in front of her, I went on a knee to face her. "Yami…" I began. "I'm sorry. I've been acting like a jerk and I…well…I…You can tell me anything from now on..." But Yami smiled breaking me off. "It's okay Celtic." She said. "I know." Grinning, she ran to me and hugged me.

I'm glad to have you back Yami.

***

As we walked out of the city, Yami looked up at me thoughtfully. "Celtic…" she said as she walked beside me carrying that tiny box I gave her. "I had another dream. And I know I promised you that I wouldn't tell you anymore…" As she trailed off, I smiled. "Yami, you can tell me anything remember?" I said reassuringly. "What was it?" Yami frowned as she kept walking down the dirt road that would take us to Dark Sage's home. "I saw…the dragon again." She continued as Dark walked behind us watching for any sneak surprises from anyone or thing. "And he told me he visited you last night."

What?

Instantly, I stopped. "What?" I asked dumbfounded. "That dragon you keep telling me about in your dreams met me too?" Yami nodded confused. "But…he never talks to other people…" she wondered. "Celtic, did you have two dreams or one?"

How…

How did she know?

Shaking my head, I tried to come up with an excuse. "One." I said as I continued to walk. "One dream that's all." Yami sighed as she exchanged heavy looks with Dark and ran to catch up with me again. "Celtic," Yami said as she caught up with me. "Did you have a dream about a girl? A girl that asked about a power level and strength?"

What's going on here?

How does Yami know all this?

Shaking my head again, I unwittingly walked a bit faster. "No Yami, just one about a dragon." Yami sighed as if more confused than ever. "That's strange." She said as she jogged to keep with me. "The dragon said that it wasn't really a girl that met you it was the…God of the you know what."

The God?

In my dreams?

As a girl?

Slowing down again, I sighed. "Yami…" I started. "What did the dragon say about this girl?" As I turned to look at her, Yami quivered a bit. "He said that the GOO (God of Obelisk) was showing you an illusion and if you did what she said, then all the death and killing will happen!"

It can't be…

It was her…

She would never lie to me!

But Dark interrupted my thoughts with, "That's it! Dark Sage's house!" Looking up at the tiny stone house, I shrugged. "Is that really a house?" I asked. But Dark didn't hear me as he quickly walked up to the house to knock, but I…

I stayed behind.

Yami…she would go home soon…and would I ever see her again?

As Dark knocked on the small house made of stone, a familiar voice said, "Come in. I've been expecting you." As the door swung open on it's own, Yami shrank back from it a bit. "It's all right Yami," Dark said as he walked in. "He won't hurt us…he's a nice guy." Slowly, but surely, Yami stepped into the door. There inside were scrolls, scrolls, and more scrolls, piled on each other with a brown oak desk that held all sorts of gold and circular objects. A bookcase filled with books sat in the corner and a fireplace was in front of us. A bright red carpet circled the floor and in the center, sat an old man with a brown cloak covering his clothes and his old wooden cane straddled across his lap. "So…" he said as I stared at him, knowing I've seen him before. "We meet again Celtic Guardian." Staring, I pointed. "You?!" I asked completely frozen. "It was you! You're the one who gave me the box that Yami has!" Nodding, the old man, now known as Dark Sage, slowly got up and pushed back his cloak revealing violet covered armor and green gems covering it. As Dark Sage waved his hand over his wand, I saw the old knotted wood be replaced my brown colorful wood with one huge green stone surrounded by tiny other green stones.

As Dark poked me, I blinked and shook my head to keep from staring anymore. "Please sir…" Dark began as he put a hand on Yami's shoulder. "This is Yami and she came from the sky. We would like to send her home so she can be with her family and friends again, and possibly return her lost memory…but we need your help." Slowly, Dark Sage walked over to Yami and stared at her studiously. Then getting up and walking back to his chair, Dark Sage sat down in it and closed his eyes. "Follow the dragon." Dark Sage said as he put his wand across his side. "And he shall take the girl home."

….

What?

"What do you mean, 'follow the dragon'?" I asked flatly. "Listen, we came a long ways and we went through a lot of…(looking at Yami, I remembered to watch what I say…) a lot of tough times! The least you could do is tell us which dragon!" But Dark Sage said nothing as he turned his head, and fell asleep.

***

Disappointed, we walked out of Dark Sages house and down the road again, in search of someone who could take Yami home.

But…

Did I really want Yami to go?

Dark… I said as I watched Yami happily skip down the road. Do…do we really have to let her go? Dark turned to me a bit surprised. Celtic… Dark said as he looked at me with interest. You knew that we had to do this…it's what we set out to do remember? Nodding my head sadly, I sighed. But Dark… I pleaded as I watched Yami sadly. It's just…I…I can't just let her go… Dark smiled as he put a hand on my shoulder. We have to…she belongs home…not with us. Sighing, I looked down at my feet as they sadly trudged forward. But…I…

"CELTIC!"

Quickly shooting my head up, I saw Yami, hand over her head, as a dark hole appeared. And in the dark hole…

She was there…

"You…" she said as her gold hair flew around her. "I've been waiting for you Celtic…" Then, to my horror, She threw out her hand and grabbed Yami's arm. "Celtic!" Yami screamed as Dark rushed forward to help. "Yami!" Dark cried as he raised his wand. "Dark Magic attack!" But as the attack drew closer, She just waved her hand and deflected the attack back at Dark, who didn't have time to react. "Dark!" I cried as he fell backwards, a hole in his chest. Rushing up to him, I slammed into the ground next to him. "Dark!" I cried as I looked over his wound. "Hang on!" Looking up, I stared angrily at Her. "Why?" I yelled at her as she grabbed the struggling Yami closer to her body and grinned evilly. "Why do this? What's wrong with you?" Only grinning, a new voice came over the silence.

"Celtic Guardian…what a fool you are…"

That voice!

It was the same voice as the voice who owned the blue arm before!

Everything is not what it seems to be…

"You!" I screamed at her. "You're not really who you look like, so show yourself!"

"Gladly…"

As I watched in horror, Her image burst into a thousand pieces before my eyes and I stared up at a blue demon monster with spikes and armor all over it, it's mouth nothing but a skull and teeth, its head protruding spikes everywhere. It's blue eyes glared back into me, piercing my soul.

The God of Obelisk…

"It…it can't be…" I whispered. "It's…you…" The god laughed as he held up Yami. "Yes…" his hissing voice said. "I've come back Celtic…but now…I can extract the power from this girl and use it to regain my lost kingdom! I asked for something that would raise strength and you came through for me after all! Fool! Don't you know that this girl when her powers are full has the same powers as Exodia? One would be unstoppable! And I intent to be so!" Glaring at him, I felt Dark move in my arms. "Celtic…" Dark whispered as he grabbed my collar. "Celtic…help her…Yami, she's…" but as a spasm of pain ripped through him, I pulled him off me and laid him down. "Dark stay still!" I yelled as I got up. "Don't worry about it!" Drawing my sword, I stared at the god. "Let her go!" I yelled. "Now!"

But the god only laughed as he closed his fist on Yami, making her cry out a bit. "You?" he laughed as he began to close the dark hole. "Give orders to me? Hah! I'll make sure you're the first to die on my recall back to power!" Then, laughing, the circle began to close almost all the way. "Celtic!" Yami screamed as she struggled to break free. "Celtic! Help!"

No!

Running as fast as I could, I reached for Yami.

Yami…! No!

"Yami!" I screamed as the circle closed and my fingers grabbed nothing.