Moons: Alright…next chapter!! And I'm sorry to all those who reviewed the last two chapters. For some reason ff.net erased all but two or three reviews. I don't know what the hell is up with it lately but it's been giving me troubles lately. Hopefully now it's all cleared up.

Aurora: You're hopeful.

Moons: -_- you know, for a muse you really are against my writing.

Aurora: I'm not really. It's just worth seeing the look on your face. So please, go on…write…it really is amusing to me.

Moons: Again…be more muse like for once!

Aurora: Fine, I'll try…oh Moons of Yami, please draw inspiration from my power of the Gods. I ask them to grant you with the powers of creativity!

Moons: -_-…never mind…go back to being yourself.

Aurora: Thank you!! n.n

Unbroken

CHAPTER EIGHT

            Bakura held Yami's sagging body up against himself. He had to get Yami out of here before Alan, the other scientist and those goons got him. Yami could never fall back into The Master's hand. He had something planned for Yami. Even though Bakura didn't know what it was, he knew that it couldn't be good.

            Yami groaned softly. He flinched, even though not awake, and let out a quiet whimper. Bakura growled as he heard Alan's footsteps approaching them quickly. They were trapped!

            "Quick! Over here!"

            Bakura turned quickly to the voice and saw a small boy that looked way too much like Yami. That must have been that kid Yugi that Yami had told him about. Standing behind him was another boy. Bakura's jaw dropped open. The other boy looked just like him. It was almost scary. Bakura suddenly remembered that Yami had mentioned a boy named Ryou that he had mistaken for Bakura. That kid had to be him. And if it was, they were here to help.

            "Please." Yugi spoke softly. "We have to hide you two."

            Bakura nodded and dragged Yami over to where the other two stood. Yugi pointed to a large dumpster.

            "Climb in there." He ordered. "The last thing they'll do is look in a garbage dumpster for you two."

            Bakura gawked at the small boy but nodded. He shoved Yami in first and then climbed in after him. To his surprise, both Yugi and Ryou struggled in after him. Ryou stood and pulled the lid shut. He turned to Bakura and raised a finger to his lips.

            "Be quiet." His voice was soft but Bakura picked up on his British accent. "They'll find you if you talk."

            Bakura closed his eyes and reached out to both Ryou and Yugi's mind.

            'Thank you.' He was truly grateful. 'You have no idea how much this means to me. I couldn't let Yami down again.'

            Yugi smiled but Ryou gave a surprised jump. Bakura knew that Yami must have talked to Yugi through a mental link but this was a first for Ryou. He gave a knowing smile and decided that he would eventually get used to it. He went to try again when they heard footsteps just outside the dumpster. Bakura held his breath and prayed that they wouldn't find them.

            "Where the hell did they go?" Alan's voice was filled with rage. "They were just here! I even hit the Pharaoh with the power dispellers!"

            "Oh shut it Alan and let's keep looking!" The other scientist sounded at the edge of his patience.

            "You know something Brett," Alan growled. "If I didn't know any better I would say that you wanted the Pharaoh and Tomb Raider to get away!"

            The sound of footsteps faded away from them. But there were only three sets of footsteps. One of them was still standing there.

            'Please go away.' Bakura mentally pleaded.

            "Don't worry Bakura. They'll leave.'

            Bakura jumped when he heard Yugi's voice in his head. He smiled lightly. So Yami had taught Yugi how to have a mental conversation. Suddenly the person standing outside started talking to himself.

            "I'll get you Alan." It was the second scientist, Brett. "I'll be the one to bring those two punks back to The Master and then I'll tell him how you tried to help them get away. All I need to do is recruit someone from the lab. Someone who I can fully trust. Someone who's been broken."

            Finally his footsteps retreated. The four boys sat in the dumpster for a long time before they finally dared to even breathe. It was Bakura who finally broke the silence.

            "They're gone." He spoke with some relief. "I can no longer sense them which means that they are too far away. We're safe."

            Yugi and Ryou breathed a sigh of relief. Soon though, Yugi crawled over to Yami's side. He looked his new friend over sadly, trying to find any wounds from the bullet. There wasn't any blood, which relived Yugi, but there was tiny bruise on his side and his clothes were covered in an odd greenish liquid. And whatever it was, Yugi knew it was a dangerous thing.

            "It is." Bakura whispered. "It's a new experiment by those freaks down at the lab. It stripped of his ability to access his powers. And it's all my fault."

            Bakura punched the side of the dumpster. A loud, dull ring echoed around them. Ryou and Yugi clamped their hands over their ears. But Bakura seemed oblivious to the ear ringing noise. He was staring at Yami with empty eyes. Yugi felt pity rise up in him.

            "Your code name is Tomb Raider isn't it?" Yugi asked silently.

            Bakura gasped and sent a shocked glance at Yugi. He sat there silently, watching with knowing eyes. Yami had told so much. This small boy knew a lot, but he didn't know everything. And in a way, that was good. He gave Yugi a tiny smile.

            "Yes, as Yami's is Pharaoh." Bakura nodded. "But I can tell you more once we get out of this dumpster."

            Yugi and Ryou cast glances around them. For a moment they forgot that they were hiding out in an old garbage disposal. They gave sheepish glances and nodded. Rising to their feet, Ryou pushed open the lid. Bakura breathed the fresh air sighed. Fresh air, air outside that stuffy lab. He know understood why Yami so wanted to escape. It was exhilarating.

            "We can go back to my place." Yugi turned to Bakura. "My Grandfather is going to be gone a while. We'll be safe there."

            "No we won't." Bakura pulled Yami into his arms and stood up. "They know we're here. And once they regroup, they'll be back."

            Yugi and Ryou gasped. Bakura had a point. After all, Brett had said he'd be back to grab Yami. And now they had another escapee to worry about. They stood there for a few seconds before Ryou suddenly brightened.

            "We can go to my place!" He yelped. "My father is with Yugi's grandfather. We can hide out there. They won't think to look there for you guys!"

            Yugi let out a yelp of victory. Even Bakura gave a tiny sound of excitement. They all crawled out of the dumpster, Bakura tossing Yami out into Ryou's arms. He pulled himself out and landed softly at the others' sides. He took Yami from Ryou and nodded.

            "Lead the way."

            The three of them took off running, never once suspecting that someone was watching them. In the shadows of the alley, Brett laughed deeply.

            "My revenge starts now."

~*~

            The boy sat in his room, running a hand through his platinum blond hair. Life could be dull, but he knew that soon something exciting would happen. He had never been broken, but was still unlike those upstarts, The Pharaoh and Tomb Raider. His whole life, there had been an evil roaming around inside. He never had to be broken. He had agreed to do whatever The Master and his followers asked of him. Multiple times he had agreed to test out new inventions of the many scientists. Sometimes they hurt, like those damn bullets that the head scientist, Alan, called power dispellers. They had stripped him of all the powers he held, but only temporarily. After a little over an hour, his powers had come slowly stumbling back to him.

            And now he felt another scientist approaching his room slowly, hiding every time another scientist walked by. It was Brett, a scientist second to only Alan. In his heart he was holding a fierce grudge. He wanted nothing more then to see Alan fail.

            That was one of his powers. To see what was in others' hearts. He could find what one desired most, whether it was a good need or a bad. Granted he was partial to those with bad intentions, but reading the good ones where always perfect for a laugh. Like that damn Pharaoh's. He was always dreaming of getting out and living a normal life in the real world. Like that would ever be a potential for him. That little punk held so much power inside him that he would always be a threat. After all, he controlled the one thing that caused the world to work. The elements. Which was the main reason The Master wanted him back so badly. The Pharaoh could help The Master rule the world.

            Brett finally reached his room and slipped inside. He breathed a soft sigh of relief and turned to where he sat.

            "Rod Bearer." He tried to make his voice strong, but it wavered with the fear that he had felt while sneaking to his room.

            "Rod Bearer?" He laughed. "I'm basically one of you. You can call me by my real name you know. I'm not going to double cross you."

            Brett was rattled by this show of confidence. He was so use to dealing with the unbroken brats that he was used to nothing but shaky little boys who just wanted to escape a lesson. But he quickly regained his composer and walked up next to Rod Bearer.

            "I'm sorry." He drew Rod Bearer's lavender eyes up to his. "Marik then. I need your help in a special mission."

            Marik chuckled and looked back down at the picture he had been drawing. He had an amazing artistic skill. And he usually used it to draw what he saw in other's hearts. Brett gasped when he saw what the picture was.

            It was a picture of the Pharaoh and Tomb Raider standing in the middle of an open field. Floating around them were pictures of them laughing and doing things that normal boys do. In one picture they were playing basketball, in another they where watching a movie. In the last two they were laughing and sitting with two other boys that looked surprisingly like themselves. Brett recognized them as the two that helped Tomb Raider whisk off the unconscious and powerless Pharaoh.

            And there was second picture sitting on the very edge of Marik's desk. This one was just as shocking as the first. It was a picture of Brett standing over Alan. Alan was cowering away from him. In the background the Pharaoh and Tomb Raider were tied up. Brett was laughing insanely.

            "Did you forget I can see what's in your heart?" Marik's voice was thick with laughter. "I know what you want most, and it's to see Alan fail. And I know that the Pharaoh and Tomb Raider seek."

            "It's not what they seek." Brett seemed to feel some smugness at proving this little upstart wrong. "They've achieved it."

            "Yes, that I know also." Marik rose to his feet, letting the drawing flutter to the floor. "And I also know that you want my help to bring them back because they evaded you the first time. And if you bring them back and show up Alan you'll receive his position as head scientist. Which is what you desire."

            Brett took a step back before nodding. This Marik was an odd character. He never had been broken but he had a soul darker then night. No matter how evil the task, he was willing to do it. Though it was disturbing, Brett felt a bit of pride in the fact that they controlled such a formidable being.

            "Oh, and one final thing." Marik said turning to Brett.

            "Yes?" He asked slowly.

            Marik grinned and brought the hell of his boot down on the drawing, crushing the face of The Pharaoh. Brett felt almost sick as Marik ground down with his heel.

            "No one controls me."

Moons: He's here, he's here!! Marik's finally here! And he's so evil he makes me shiver.

Aurora: Oh, I love the evilness. Makes him so damn sexy!! And the drawing thing…*drools*

Moons: Well finally, she shows some interest in my writing.

Aurora: No, not the writing. The incredible character…now that's a whole other story!!

Moons: *sigh*…I guess it's a start. Please review this chapter and I'll try and deal with my love struck muse. I guess I'm glad she wants Marik, that'll leave Yami to me.

Aurora: *drools on Marik*

Moons: -_-