Adelianna: Thinking I need to find someplace that The Evil One can't escape from, or something that would occupy his time so he won't bother me. Something then bounces off the back of Adelianna's head.

The Evil One: Chuckling since he threw an eraser at the back of Adelianna's head Bwa ha ha. Do you actually think that a mere lock would keep me, The Evil One, out of your room? Bwa ha, choke, cough, Bwa ha ha.

Adelianna: Talking to herself Okay, calm down. Take deep breaths. Breath in, breath out. Turns around and faces The Evil One. Points a finger at him Your Evil. EVIL!!!!

The Evil One: Duh. Points at himself That's my name.

Adelianna: Thinking Wait a minute, I have a slightly younger annoying brother that can keep The Evil One busy. Man, just my luck that I have two younger brothers.

Adelianna: Smiling That's right, you are evil. And to congratulate you on your evilness, I have some candy that I would like to give you.

The Evil One: Jumps up and down, grinning happily Candy! Candy! CANDY!!!

Adelianna: Smiles more Uh uh. Just follow me. Adelianna starts leading him to her slightly younger annoying brothers room where few have dared to venture. For lack of a better name, her slightly younger annoying brother is called: The Annoying One. Her plan was simple: trick The Evil One into The Annoying One's room, a room that few have escaped from, so don't be surprised if Santa Clause is trapped around in there somewhere. She knew that they would drive themselves crazy, but hey, all is fair in love and war. And this was war to Adelianna, pure and simple. She made a pledge to herself. She would win the war of sibling rivalry!!!!!!!!


Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own YGO. I do own Jessica, Alex, Timothy, Adelianna, The Evil One and The Annoying One.


The Evil One: Hey, what are you talking about. Noone owns me. I'm free, I'm free, I'm freeeeeeeee!!!! Starts running around happily.


*A special thanks to all those who reviewed




Chapter Five




Drip, drip, drip. Water fell from a crack in the stone ceiling onto a puddle of water on the cold ground. The light was dim, given off from torches along the wall barely letting anyone see past their own outreached hand. The place was depressing, as though a freezing fist closed its grip upon your heart, squeezing all the warmth and well being out of any soul it managed to reach. The silence that invaded the place was overwhelming, but preferable to the painful screams that were shouted every few minutes.

Jessica shivered frightfully as she closed her eyes tightly, drawing lines across her pale, clammy face. She knew this was one of her dreams again, but that didn't stop the terror that invaded her heart. As she looked around, realization hit her that she was in the corridor of a dungeon.

Huh, she thought. This was different from her usual dreams. Normally, Jessica was in a pitch black place with duel monsters watching faceless people that, at least in her dream, she cared about being slaughtered while she stood by helpless to do anything. Not a cold, gloomy dungeon.

Jessica flinched again as a scream sounded, causing her to shiver violently. Wake up, she told herself. Wake up! Nothing happened, so she decided to find the person screaming.

"....Won't someone please save me...." Jessica stopped, straining her ears for the sound. "....Wash away all my sorrows......" It was a song, Jessica realized, with a hypnotic melody, broken down by sobs as it was sung. She continued following the voice.

As Jessica passed under the dripping water she looked up, a droplet spilled on the end of her nose and ran into her mouth. She tasted the moisture as it touched her tongue, marveling at how real it felt. Jessica put her hand up against the cool wall, feeling its roughness as it scraped her skin.

"....Won't someone please set me free..... So I'll have a happy tomorrow....." The song hauntingly rang out again, causing Jessica to jerk her head quickly towards the sound, long, brown ripples of hair flying across her back. This time she noticed it belonged to a girl, and with an extra earnest in her step, she made her way quickly towards the voice.

"....For inside myself I feel nothing more.... No emotions of love or happiness...."

Jessica passed numerous cells with metal bars spelling captivity for anyone unfortunate enough to be locked inside. At the very last cell, she stopped and stared hard into the darkness. Jessica could just barely make out a quivering heap on the floor, cries being smothered by the stone floor.

"....Just a cold, dark feeling inside my core......" With a gasp, Jessica realized that the voice was that of a little girl, a child.... "....While I'm trapped in this darkness....." The little girl said the last part in whisper, then burst into a fit of tears that racked her entire body.

"Hello," Jessica said gently as she kneeled on the floor, coaxing the girl to look up. "I won't hurt you."

The little girl slowly stared at her. She had long, brunette colored hair that covered her small little body, adorned by a stained white robe with a pendant encircling her neck. Her blue, green eyes were open with terror and fright, tears streaming down her face, cleaning the dirt that covered it.

Rage and hatred filled Jessica's soul for whoever did this horrible atrocity. Through the bars that separated them, Jessica squinted at the little girl, trying desperately to see her clearer in the dim light.

"Who did this to you," asked Jessica, barely able to filter out the rage from her voice.

The little girl crawled slowly toward her, staring deeply into Jessica's eyes. "D-Don't," she whispered. "Don't."

Jessica's brows furrowed as she repeated what the girl said, "'Don't?'" Since the little girl was closer now, Jessica was able to tell that she looked strangely familiar. With a jolt to her system, the girls features began to blur as Jessica was able to discern why she looked so familiar. The little girl was her, or looked exactly as Jessica did when she was ten or so.

"Don't." Desperation was obvious in the little girls voice. "Don't.... Listen...." she dragged the words out slowly, as though it took every ounce of strength in her to utter them. Suddenly the little girl screamed loudly and rolled around on the floor, scratching her head until her fingers were red with blood.

"Stop!" Jessica cried in horror, trying futilely to somehow reach the little girl. Jessica squeezed her arms through the bars, desperately grabbing hold of the child. Then as unexpectedly as she started, the little girl lay still on the ground, panting for breath.

By now, tears were streaming down Jessica's face. She wanted to wake up. Now! This was no ordinary dream.

A distant roar then sounded through the corridors, raising the hair on the back of Jessica's neck. The light dimmed even more at the sound, as though to hide from the impending monster. A dark force seemed to cover the entire dungeon, an evil, terrible force. Jessica sensed it even though she didn't see anything. It was as if a coldness had latched itself onto her soul, draining her of every emotion except helplessness and terror. She stood up quickly, her back to the little girl as she looked for whatever had made the roar. The little girl whimpered, causing Jessica to breath in short, quick gasps; fear growing from the stem in her mind to take root in her heart.

In the corner of her eye, Jessica saw blackness. She turned around to face it, and found herself staring at what seemed to be a cloud of pure black. Not a single shred of light seemed to penetrate it as it swallowed everything in its path. It came faster and faster, and before Jessica had time to retreat, it swallowed her whole, a ringing sound in her ears as she tried to fight it. The little girl screamed again, and Jessica joined the child in her pain as she dropped to the floor, clawing her body to get rid of the blackness that covered her form.

The darkness was like liquid cloth. It wrapped itself tight around Jessica, paralyzing her. It crept inside her mouth, and down her throat, encircling her heart in its icy, cold grasp. The darkness was covering her nose so that she was suffocating, Jessica's eyes seeing nothing as her heart stilled. The blackness whispered in her ears, loud threats that she couldn't distinguish as it added to her misery by lashing out at Jessica, ripping the white skin off her unprotected throat. As her mind shut down, the little girls screams echoed in her ears as it died, leading Jessica with it to welcome death.




There was no other words to describe him. Joey was frustrated, so frustrated in fact that he felt like screaming at the top of his lungs. Not even his peaceful surroundings could ease the tension forming in the pit of his stomach. The air was cold and sweet, its soft hum constantly being interrupted as children laughed and played. The green, lush grass crunched under Joey's feet as he walked through Domino Park, rays from the sun warming his back as sunlight fell through the clear, blue sky.

Joey watched his shadow stretch out before him, leading him to a street occupied by stores and restaurants. After an hour of searching, Joey still couldn't find Yugi. He was beginning to worry that something had happened to him.

We all need to get cell phones, Joey thought as he stepped onto a curb, hoping that he'd find Yugi soon. He continued on his quest, jogging along the sidewalk, when suddenly a duel monster card blew in front of him. A little kid wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses ran after it, running straight into Joey's path. Joey tried to stop, but he tripped over his own untied shoelaces, and with a loud smack, both Joey and the boy fell in a heap onto the ground.

Joey groaned and rolled off the boy. He stood up slowly and reached his hand out in order to help the kid up, who took it gratefully. "Sorry 'bout dat," Joey apologized as he pulled the boy off his feet.

"That's okay." The kid brushed himself off. Joey snatched the boy's card out of the air as another strong blast of wind blew it beside him, but the breeze didn't stop there. The wind continued on blowing, knocking the kids baseball cap of his head revealing pointy, tri-colored hair.

Joey stood dumbfounded as he stared at his best friends unruly hair. "Y-Yugi?!"

Yugi ran a hand through his hair, confirming the loss of his hat. He sighed and grinned sheepishly up at Joey, who was still confused. "Ah, hey Joey, how have things been?" he asked politely, trying to change the subject.

"Whaddya mean 'how have things been'? Why are ya dressed like dat?" Realization began to dawn in Joey's eyes. "Oh, I get it, you're disguising yourself so da Rare Hunters can't find ya."

Now it was Yugi's turn to look bewildered. "Rare Hunters?" he asked, startled. "They're here?"

Joey looked his best friend up and down, trying to understand him. If Yugi didn't know that the Rare Hunters where here, then why was he in disguise? Yugi wore a plain white shirt, complete with a matching dark blue coat and pants. Wait a minute, Joey thought. Plain, white shirt?

"Yugi!" Joey shouted, pointing at his little friend's chest. "Where's yer millennium puzzle?!"

Just then, Yami walked out of one of the restaurants that littered the sidewalk with Téa by his side, both carrying a bag of food in one hand, while holding a drink in the other. They both stopped when they saw Joey and Yugi, guilty expressions evident on their faces.

"Um, hi Joey," Téa said cheerfully, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

Joey kept on staring at Yugi, then to Yami who wore the millennium puzzle around his neck, confused that their were two Yugi's. "Wha.....Wha," he started. "Two....you...."

"Um, yes Joey." Yugi looked up at his tall friend while taking off his sunglasses. Joey looked bewildered as he stared at Yugi and Yami, not even noticing when someone had accidentally bumped into him. "Somehow we separated into two individual bodies." But the sentence fell on deaf ears as Joey promptly fainted.




Jessica screamed loudly as she sat up in bed. She screamed and screamed until her voice cracked and her throat became parched. Then the girl stopped, hugging herself around her knees while she wept into them. Jessica's sheets were strewn around her, soaked with her perspiration. What was happening to her? She understood that many people suffered from nightmares. She had also in the past, but not like this. The dreams were so detailed and real, it was as though they were actually happening.

Her throat burned, most likely from screaming so much. Her neck was wet too, probably from her tears. Jessica raised a hand to wipe them away, but her fingers came away sticky. She looked down at her hands, and with a sick flip of her stomach, saw that they was covered in blood.

Jessica grabbed a towel that was strewn next to her bed where she tossed it after she had taken a bath that morning. The towel was red, the same color as her blood. Jessica was in a state of shock as she quickly wiped her neck, watching the liquid soak into the towel as though the blood wasn't there. Revulsion filled her again as she remembered her nightmare, the darkness she had fought. Jessica had died in the dream. Waking up in her sweat soaked bed was like being reborn.

Tears ran silently down Jessica's cheeks. She was terrified as she remembered the darkness, furious as she recalled what had happened to the little girl. Jessica's feelings were so confused, it was as if every emotion she had burst inside her body, threatening to overwhelm her.

With a scream of frustration she yelled, "Why is this happening to me." She pounded her fists on her bed, then once again lifted a hand to her face and cried.

A cough stopped her though as she removed her hand away from her tear filled eyes and turned towards the sound of the noise. There, framed in her open bedroom window, was a boy her age with sharp, icy blue eyes, and dark brown hair. Then, with a shudder, she recognized who it was. It was none other than Seto Kaiba.




Narrator Big floating head with hands not connected to body floating in space: Looks angry Why didn't one of you stop my grandmother from visiting me at the hospital? Looks accusingly at everyone Do you know what that was like? Now starts crying Nobody loves me. Is interrupted by The Evil One soaring through space with a jet pack

The Evil One: I'm free, I'm free, I'm freeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! Soars off

Narrator: Okay, that totally freaked me out. Scratches head How can he breath in space? Looks shocked How can I breath in space? Starts gasping for breath. After a few seconds takes a deep breath. Shrugs Hmm. I can breath just fine. I guess anything is possible. So, Adelianna, don't lose hope, maybe your brother's will be nice to you one day. Well, anyway, will Adelianna's plan work? Will she be able to trap The Evil One in The Annoying One's room where few have dared to venture? And what is up with Jessica's dreams? Anyway, find out on the next exciting episode of Looks angry for a moment And I will echo. I love to echo. Echo, echo, echo...Words start to echo has he says Passed Down Through Time.


Note: Miraculously, the Narrator got through the day with noone hitting him. Shrugs I guess he's right, anything is possible.