From this Chapter on, things get VERY complicated. Several different things will be going on at the same time, and it will be easy for some to get confused. Please bare with me.

            Kurina sat in her bed silently, while her mind churned for an answer of how she was to escape the predicament she was in.  Her abiou has yet to waken, but she already felt the ping in the back of her mind signaling Anzu was about to come around. She lay back, and closed her eyes, retreating in her Soul Room, and waited for Anzu to become conscious.

            Anzu came charging out of her chamber, half-stumbling and half-fleeing.

            "What happened? Where'd that crazy man go?" she cried. She swung her around madly, searching for the being that had attacked them earlier that day. Anzu had been in charge when the fire and spells had erupted. Kurina has quickly changed up, and turned to face who ever it was that had disturbed her rest. She had barely had time to react to the familiar face before her when she had felt the painful hissing as her was flesh seared by a swift thunderbolt. She had no choice but to run up the stairs, trailing a stream of fresh blood in her wake.

            Once she had barricaded herself in Anzu's room, did it really get messy. Teleporting inside the door, the man began a duel with Kurina. Not the duel you did with duel monsters, but a duel of magic and spells. Until the smoke and lack of blood finally over took her did Kurina manage to keep up the defense. The man, this creature had snickered, reprimanded her for her weakness. Still teetering on the brink of consciousness, did she finally choke out one final word.

            "You…"

            Yugi stood on the opposite side of the street as the sirens wailed and lights on top of the police cars parked at Anzu's house. His head turned up as one of the police officers come up to him, notebook in hand. He kneeled down next to Yugi.

            "Son," he began. "Besides what you told us, do you remember anything else?" he probed. Yugi shook his head quickly.

            "No sir. Can you tell me anything?" he asked.

            "Not really. From what the arson experts have said, it looks like some sort of break and entry. It seems to go in line with a rash of robberies and fire starting that's part of a local gang initiation." The officer explained. "So far, none of them have involved any killing or raping, just breaking in and setting fire to the house. I have no clue as to where you friend could be, I'm sorry."

            Yugi nodded and thanked the man anyways. Inside his mind, Yami was already disagreeing with the man. Pointing out that he felt "magical energies" in the house, proof of some sort of magic.

            Yugi just shrugged, he was lost to the whole situation. Who knew where Anzu was!

            "Yugi?" someone asked behind him. Yugi twirled about, and there she was, in plain sight, but with a bandage around her shoulder, was Anzu, smiling.

            "ANZU!" Yugi cried, leaping at her, and hugging her tightly.

            "Ahh! Yugi, my shoulder!" she cried when her friend had crushed her wound in the embrace. Yugi backed away, blushing sheepishly.

            "Sorry." He apologized. He looked at the bloody cloth. "What happened?" he cried.

            "Well," she started. "I was sick today, when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it, and there was this guy asking to use my phone, saying his car had broken down. I went inside to get the phone, when I turned and he was right behind me with a knife! He stabbed me in my shoulder, and tried to attack me again, but I managed to run out of the house…" she stopped, her face contorted in pain and grief. "Yugi, I know who it is…" she said.

            "Who?" He asked softly. She turned her head away, biting her lip and blinking back tears. "I can't say." She replied. Yami switched quickly, and turned her around gently to face him.

            "Anzu, whoever it is, there is no purpose in protecting them. They need to be stopped before they do anything else like this." He pleaded with her. Anzu looked at him, a single tear tripping down her cheek.

            "Okay…it was…"

            A knock resounded off the door of his room. Looking up from his schoolbooks, the boy stood and went to the door, and opened it. There were three or four men in police attire, holding out a slip of paper.

            "Are you Jounochi, Katsuya?" one asked.

            "Yeah, I am." He said, puzzled.

            "Good." The man said, slapping the end of one cuff on his wrist. "Come with us."

            "What?!?!?!" he cried.

            "You're under arrest, Katsuya Jounochi, for arson, attempted murder, and assault with a deadly weapon. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law…"

            Anzu has taken control of her body and was looking around the room, richly furnished and well kept with its beautiful carpets and furniture made of rich woods. All the colors were either the silver from the candleholders, mirror, and other trinkets; black from the walls and some rugs; purple from the fabrics of the pillows and sheets; or red, from the candles and rugs. It was a dream room for any girl, but what bothered Anzu most was one thing.

            "Where's the door?" she wondered to Kurina.

            {There is none, which is the point. We are prisoners here; he will not want us to escape easily.}

            "What does that…Sekth want with us anyway?"

            {It's not us, it's me. We go back, him and I.} She sneered.

            "Does he have anything to do with you and the Star?" she asked. Kurina's eyebrows shot up at her abiou's uncanny ability to bridge the two complete and supposedly opposite things with each other.

            {Beware, Abiou. Curiosity did kill the cat, you know.}

            "Stop being cryptic Kurina." Anzu snapped.

            {Just shut up Brat.} She snapped back. {and leave that vase alone!}

            Anzu sighed and placed the silver vase down. She walked over to the bed and sat down, and folded her knees up to her chin. Kurina popped out of nowhere beside her, and sighed. She began to sing a song she knew from her past life.

Come with me in the twilight, of a summer's night for a while.

Tell me of a story, never ever told in the past.

Take me back to the land,

Where my yearnings were born,

The key to open the door is in your hand...

            She stopped suddenly as the last verse escaped her memory. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking back. What was that last line?

Now fly me there…

            "Abiou? How'd you know that?" Kurina asked. Anzu shrugged.

            "You started singing, and it just came to me." She said. Kurina looked perplexed, but went on.

Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming wind…

Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth.

            Anzu picked up from there.

Consolations be there,

in my Dreamland to come.

The key to open the door is in your hand

Now take me there.

            Slowly, but with gathering confidence, they went on together this time, voices blending smoothly.

I believe in fantasies invisible to me

In the land of misery

I'm searching for a sign.

To the door of mystery and dignity

I'm wonderin' down, and searching down the secret sun.

Come with me in the twilight, of a summer's night for a while.

Tell me of a story, never ever told in the past.

Take me back to the land

where my yearnings were born.

The key to open the door is in your hands.

Now take me there.

To the land of twilight.

            "That was weird." Anzu replied. Kurina nodded.

            "Hey, abiou." Kurina said.

            "Yeah?"

            "You were off key."

            "So were you."

            "Shut up."

AN: The song sung is called "Key of the Twilight". It's off the .Hack//sign anime. (DOT Hack Sign) I think it's downloadable from Kazaa.