"Mokuba... What happened to you? Why haven't I found a cure yet? Why have I, someone with all the resources in the world at my disposal, unable to even save my little brother?"

At his personal bridge in the top-floor control room of KaibaCorp headquarters, Seto Kaiba was typing furiously on one of his keyboards. He had a single task at hand: to find a cure for Mokuba. Kaiba was almost too exhausted to sleep. His eyes were sagging heavily as he looked up at the large digital clock on the wall directly in front of him.

"It's four in the morning. I feel like complete Hell right now. I've been awake since five AM yesterday and I have been here since eight in the day. My conscience will not allow me to go to sleep now though. I have to find a cure for my brother, even if it means my atrophy and demise. If my little brother dies... The rest of the world can go to Hell."

Kaiba searched the Web as well as secret networks, databases, and files all over the world from his terminal. He refused to eat or sleep unless forced by one of his executives or Yugi and his friends. Kaiba scoured all creation for an answer to the problem that had plagued him for nearly six months. He travelled all over the world in search of something to save his brother. He had been everywhere from the northern regions of Siberia to the Australian Outback. He went to Japan, Egypt, Mexico, and fifty other countries around the world in pursuit for the answer. Seto Kaiba had spent over two million dollars for this mission already and he vowed to never stop the search until he was dead and penniless.

One thing that Kaiba managed to find in Egypt was a papyrus scroll depicting a prophecy that some of those who had possession of Millennium Items would exchange their items to other equally rightful owners. Eventually, when the world has complete peace, with no more threats of thieves, all the items would be returned to the pharaoh, who is presently Yami Yugi.

What was really intriguing to Kaiba was the specific section in the prophecy regarding the protectors of the pharaoh. The scroll said an "innocent" would rise to be the next "judiciary of the millennium," but this would only happen after a "trial" from "the absence of power." That statement alone wasn't what stuck out to Kaiba, but the statement afterward nearly made him jump. It said something along the lines of, "This 'judiciary' will be bound by blood to the disguised friend, sworn protector of the pharaoh, and master of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon." Seto could not help but to be completely awestruck by this prophecy. Isis' predictions over a year ago completely paled in comparison to the impact this scroll had. It meant so much to Kaiba that he brought it back to KaibaCorp headquarters with him. The scroll is locked up in a vault with ten armed guards protecting the entrance along with a special surveillance system that cost nearly a million dollars.

Money is no object to Kaiba when it comes to his little brother...

A buzzing sound echoed through the control room and woke up Seto as he was about to doze off at the computer. He pressed a key at one of the consoles and spoke through the microphone, "Who is it? And why are you here at four in the morning?"

"It's me, Tristan," the voice on the other side of the intercom said.
Kaiba buzzed Tristan in and then got up from his terminal. As the thick steel doors opened up, Tristan walked in with his backpack from school on his back. He proceeded to walk up the stairs toward where Kaiba was standing.

"What the Hell are you doing here at this time of morning?", Kaiba asked crankily, due to his voice being made somewhat raspy with his lack of sleep.

"I was up early this morning to go fishing, only to find the motor on my boat wasn't working, so I decided to get breakfast. I figured you'd probably be up yourself, and knowing you, you probably haven't eaten since Téa and I force fed you lunch yesterday. I know you aren't going to sleep, so I decided to do the next best thing and get you something to eat."

"I don't need anything to eat, Tristan. I need to help Mokuba... I need to find his cure..."

"You won't be able to help Mokuba if you're so ill that you can't even move your fingers or open your eyes. Now, either eat one of these donuts I brought here willingly or I'm going to cram one down your throat."

Tristan pulled out a large box of two dozen glazed donuts and a gallon of hot coffee from his backpack and he placed them on the top of the terminal. He then took out a jar of creamer, a bag of sugar, a box of disposable spoons, a small package of napkins, and three white mugs. He opened up the box of donuts and used a napkin to take out one of them. Tristan placed the donut in front of Kaiba at the terminal and then poured him some coffee from the gallon thermos into one of the mugs. Seto nodded to Tristan and picked up the donut. Kaiba began nibbling on the donut, knowing that Tristan was not joking about stuffing the donut into his mouth for Tristan and Téa did exactly that to him with cheese fries and a soft drink the day before. Tristan then took out a donut for himself with another napkin and poured himself some coffee from the thermos.

"Cream? Sugar?", Tristan asked.

"No thanks, Tristan. You, Yugi, and everyone else have already done too much for me. I have lots of money, but I don't think any amount of money could possibly repay you all for what you have done, especially after my being nothing but a bastard to you all."

"You and I think very differently. We have different values, different ideologies, different philosophies. I've realized that the way you think doesn't necessarily make you bad, it just means you have different priorities than I do. There are some things I could care less about, but you may care about them a great deal, and vice-versa. I am glad to be able to help you, not only because I feel for your brother, but also, because I'm sure whatever is wrong with your brother is what's wrong with Bakura."

"I'm betting what is wrong has something to do with the Millennium Items. I am thinking more and more that Mokuba and I are part of the prophecy I found in Egypt a couple months ago."

"I don't mean to sound insensitive, but why are you concerned that Mokuba is going to die if you believe the prophecy is coming to pass?"

"I'm a realist... I don't believe in hocus-pocus. The prophecy may be a symbol for something else. I don't want to take things too idealistically or believe in something that may never happen. For all I know, it could mean something completely different than what I think."

"You must believe, Kaiba. You must believe that everything will turn out well in the end."

"I don't want to get my hopes up. I don't want to suffer a downfall."

"When you go into a duel, do you go in thinking you're going to lose?"

"What the Hell does dueling have to do with my little brother's illness?"

"If you think something bad is going to happen before anything happens, something bad is bound to happen."

Kaiba turned his head and looked at his terminal, watching the status of the screens. Everything was running like normal, even though things really weren't normal by any stretch of the imagination. Things were bad, or at least bad for Kaiba. Seto found himself breaking down and crying at random points when he was by himself. Once in a while, he even was on the verge of weeping in front of people, but his self-control allowed him to at least get away before he shed his tears. This time, Kaiba was about to be not-so-lucky.

Tristan watched as Seto started trembling and trying to shy his face away from him. He saw Kaiba put his hand to his eyes and asked him, "Kaiba? What's wrong?"

Kaiba could do nothing but tear up. Saline droplets ran from his eyes and moistened his hand. Kaiba made every effort to not make any noise to keep Tristan from figuring out that he was weeping right in front of him. In the calmest voice he could muster, Kaiba simply whispered, "He's so sick... He needs help..."

"Kaiba, are you crying? Are you ok?"

"No, Tristan... I'm not ok. I need Mokuba to get better. I'm in agony over his suffering. I cannot eat nor sleep until I have found his cure."

"Yugi, Joey, Téa, and I will do everything within our power to help you. You just need to trust us."