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"Where the hell is the bloody basement?" asked a very irritated Bakura as he, Yami, and Kaiba walked slowly down the staircase.  Kaiba chose not to answer, as he was concentrating on not letting the small, flickering light source be blown out.  This annoyed the former tomb robber even more, and he mumbled something in Egyptian under his breath.  Silence cloaked the three like a blanket until they finally made it to the bottom of the rather long staircase.

Was it always that long? Kaiba questioned silently.  He shook his head, chiding himself for being so ridiculous, and stopped in front of a strange looking box.   

"Here.  Now, one of you, give me a ha-" but the CEO was cut off as a very loud, shrill cry rang out through the darkness.  The candle flame sputtered and died. 

"Shit.  Do you have another match?" Yami asked uneasily. 

"No.  I could only find one." 

"Ha!  Is the great and almighty Pharaoh afraid of a little darkness?" Bakura sneered. 

(A.N- Yeah, yeah, I know.  Tristan said the same thing to Malik in the last chapter.  I couldn't resist.) 

"Shut up Tomb Robber." 

"Make m-what the fuck is that?!" The cry reverberated against the walls.  They could all feel the shuddering of it in the floor beneath their feet. 

"Perhaps we should hurry this up a bit?" 

"Contrary to belief, I am human and I do actually need light to see what the hell I'm doing so I don't electrocute myself, Yami." 

The decisions was made to go back upstairs and search for another match, but just as the three were coming to the door, it slammed shut, right in their faces.  Kaiba growled and tried to turn the handle, only to find it locked. 

"What the-" he was cut off once again by that shrill, spine-tingling cry. 

"What the hell is that?!"  Bakura shouted as he covered his ears, the shrill cry rising up higher than eardrums could handle.  The sound suddenly stopped, and the three let their hands fall limply to their sides. 

"Well, the only way we can go is down.  There's another staircase on the other side of the mansion. 

"Oh, just wonderful.  Let's take a tour of the whole damn basement, shall we?"  And with that, the two spirits and the CEO started back down the long staircase.   Halfway through, Yami stopped and clutched at the Millennium Puzzle.  He turned to Bakura.

"Did…you just feel that?"  The spirit of the Millennium Ring nodded, his hand moving to feel the weight of the Ring.  Kaiba stopped too.  

"Feel what?" 

"A dark presence.  A very dark presence.  We should hurry on, just in case.  Yugi and the others might be in danger."

"Wow…not only is he a pharaoh, he's a genius too."  Yami chose to ignore that comment and only proceeded to take the stairs two at a time, and, despite Bakura's sarcasm, was just behind the former pharaoh, leaving Kaiba just at his heels.  But, as they once again met the large, pitch-black room, there was a loud boom of thunder, as if Mother Nature was trying to warn the small group of the horrible things to come.  

That was when a ghostly figure rose up from the concrete ground.  It was the figure of a tall woman, and would have appeared to be alive, if not for her transluctant skin.  The group then found out the source of the noise as the banshee esque woman opened her pale, see through mouth and let out the same haunting wail they had heard before, but so loud this time, that before they could cover their ears, they felt the blood begin to trickle down their earlobes.  The woman continued her loud shriek, never closing her mouth once as the bloodcurdling scream continued. 

It was oddly enough Bakura who came to his senses first and grabbed the other two by the hands and dragged them behind himself.  His trained eyes scanned the walls for any sign of a door, as he heard the woman's shrieks chase the three. 

Shit, she's following.  Damn it, there must be a door here somewhere. 

The former tomb robber was rewarded as his sharp eyesight caught the glimmering metal of a doorknob.  He flung the door open, dragging his companions behind him and slamming the door shut.  He was panting as he sank against the wall, wiping away the salty sheen that had begun to form on his forehead with the back of his pale hand.   

"Needless to say, I think that was the dark presence we felt before, Pharaoh."  Even in such a quandary, Bakura didn't cease to patronize the spirit of the Puzzle.  Yami started from his daze as he was addressed, then nodded.  He turned to look at Kaiba, who had gone quite pale.  

"Since when did you house spirits here, Kaiba?"  Despite the fear that was shining clearly on his insipid visage, blue eyes glittered defiantly.

"She wasn't here before tonight, I can assure you.  I would have heard it." 

Another screech could be heard from nearby the other side of the door.  Bakura stood up and crossed his arms, muddy orbs glittering as he asked simply,

"Now what?" 

His question was answered as another shriek was heard; this time far too close to the group for comfort, then the placid face appeared.  She screamed again, only this time there were audible words mixed with her cry. 

"You can run and hide.  I will seek and find.  The game of Death begins tonight."  The three bolted out of the room, fear taking complete control.  They didn't need to turn their heads to know they were being chased.  They could feel the demonic woman's burning gaze on their backs, which only caused them to run faster.  Fear was all the three knew, despite the fact that, had they been thinking more clearly, the two spirits would have realized that they could defend themselves at least for a little while, using their Millennium magic. 

Yami turned a corner sharply, pulling the other two with him, as they doubled over, completely out of breath. 

"Wha-what…the hell…was…that?"  Kaiba gasped as he fought for control over his fear.

"Now Kaiba…if…if we had…any clue…don't you think…we would have told…told you?"  came Bakura's snappy reply.   He received a glare from the CEO, but nothing more. 

"We have to get to the others…warn them.  Tell them we're playing the Game of Death." 

Bakura's head shot up as he whispered frantically, 

"That's what she said?"  

"Were you not listening?" 

"Oh, I'm sorry.  It's my fault I was a bit distracted with the sudden psychotic, screaming broad chasing after us!" 

He received yet another glare, this time from Yami, but chose to ignore it.  The shrieks carried on, cutting the groups break short as they took off at a run again, the spirit's minds spinning, as they knew they were playing the Game of Death.  

Sooooo….how did you like that? Don't worry, the Game of Death will be explained in Seto, Yami, and Bakura's next chapter.  I'm going to dedicate each chapter to each group.  There will be three.  As of right now, one group is Seto, Yami, and Bakura is one group, while Joey, Yugi, Tristan, Duke, Ryou, and Malik is another.  Next chapter is where Yugi, Joey, and Tristan split from the other three, which gives three groups.  Why I'm telling you guys this, just thought I might as well tell ya so you know what's coming.  In case you really didn't understand that, the next chapter will be basically about Yugi, Tristan, and Joey.  Oh yeah and…PLEASE REVIEW!  THEY HELP ME A HELLUVA LOT MORE THAN YOU THINK, GUYS!