(A/n:Alright. Let me make this perfectly clear now,before I receive anymore "suggestions" about how my fic should be written. I write the way I want to write. I am not the only one to mix dub and Japanese names, and I will not be the last. Secondly, Rakura is not a mis-spelling of Bakura. It is a name I gave Bakura's yami, to distinguish the two, but in this particular fic, Johnanna is told to call him that,to keep her from calling him Bakura, since the two girls aren't old enough to realize that Yami Marik and Yami Bakura are not the same as their hosts.)

"Where have you been, Marik? You're late!" The tomb raider growled.

"I apologize. She needed food. That so-called father of hers had her locked up in her room again. She won't do us any good dead, now will she?" The spirit stared Rakura down.

"Of course not. Let's go now." The spirit turned from Yami Marik and grabbed Johanna's hand.

"Hi, Jo jo!" Victoria greeted her friend.

"Hi,Tori. We binish the portal 'day!" Jo followed Rakura happily. "Tan I lives wif you, 'Akura?"

"What?! Absolutely not!" The old thief made a face, then seeing Jo pouting, he cleared his throat, and spoke a little kinder,kneeling to her level. "It's far too dangerous for you."

"Ohs…." Jo sighed, letting Rakura lead her on.

When Victoria opened her mouth to ask him the same question, Yami Marik put an end to it quickly. "No. You are not going to live with me. So do not ask."

"Wats." Victoria wanted very much to get away from her neglectful, abusive father. "How wong dis takes, Maser Mawik? I tan't 'tay a wot."

"Yes, we know." Yami Marik sighed. If I had the Millennium Rod, she would never have to worry about her father again, because I'd kill him! Then controlling her would be a lot easier too.

"Marik. Bring her. I think we're ready." Rakura said suddenly, breaking into the evil spirit's thoughts.

"Fantastic." Yami Marik grabbed Victoria's hand. "Alright, Vicki. Here's your chance to prove your loyalty to me."

"What I haffa do?" Victoria asked fearfully.

"Don't look so frightened,Child. No harm will come to you while we're here. All we want you to do is ask the portal to open. Then we can come visit anytime, anywhere." Rakura instructed, a glance at Yami Marik. Why hadn't he explained this to her himself?

"Go on now." Yami Marik encouraged. "Make me proud."

Victoria walked slowly to the spot the tomb raider had indicated. Every part of her was trembling. She looked up at the darkening skies. "It gonna wain….." She whined to them.

"Just open the portal!! NOW!" Yami Marik yelled at her.

The little girl looked up at the sky. "Portal, opens! Wet dem come anytimes!" A chase of lightening proceeded a loud crack of thunder, as Victoria crumbled to the grass in fear.

"Get up and finish it!" Yami Marik growled angrily.

"Tori,det up!" Johanna started to run for her friend, but Rakura grabbed her arm, holding her back.

"You can't go to her right now. She's in the middle of the job." To Victoria,he yelled,"Get up, you worthless rat!"

Victoria felt the violent,cold rain beginning to pelt her, as the lightening and thunder continued. Determined to prove her loyalty to Master Marik, she forced herself up, and with a face wet with tears, and rain, she looked up at the sky. "I tommand you! Open nows!" A crackle of lightening hit the ground, just inches from the child. She screamed, and fell to her knees again. "Maser Mawik…pwease,I so told…." She cried into the grass.

Yami Marik looked up at the open hole in the sky. "She's done her job well. I'm taking her home now."

"Very well. We will do finalities another day." Rakura led Johanna back to her house.

Yami Marik walked over to Victoria, and lifted her up gently. "You've made me very proud, Victoria." Of course, he only said that to keep her on his side. "Come on, you need to go home now." Yami Marik walked away from the portal now, as clouds covered it, and carried Victoria back to her house.

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Marik had slowed down considerably by the time he reached the neighborhood where the Kaiba brothers lived. He still had a few more streets to go through, and the rain was almost blinding. He put his high beams on, and shook the rain from his helmet visor. Very suddenly, a car pulled out in front of him, and he had to turn. The motorcycle, however, slid on the slick road, and he lost control. Before he could do anything, he rammed sideways into a car, then another, before flying off on to the street. He yelled in pain, sure he'd broken something.

He heard someone yell for an ambulance, as a crowd of people gathered around him. He felt himself drifted into unconsciousness, and tried to fight it. "Rishid…Ishizu….." He only hoped someone would inform them of what had happened. They would be so very worried. He normally called when he got to his friend's house,especially when he rode his motorcycle. How would they react when he didn't call? Would they instantly panic and assume the worst? He hoped they would not worry long. He had his wallet, and his identification. Someone would call. Some would have to, if he died. No! Don't think like that, Marik! You're not going to die, not now! It's not your time!

"Can you hear me, Son? What's your name?" An EMT was beside him now, assessing the situation.

"M-marik Ishtar…please, you must call my brother and sister. They will worry."

"They will be notified." The EMT said softly. "You're going to be okay. And are very lucky." She stood up, and helped her partners get Marik into the ambulance.

Marik was so very frightened. He didn't want to go with these people alone! He wanted his brother and sister to be with him. "Please, someone call them now."

"The hospital will call them. As soon as we get in, I'll tell them." The female who'd attended on him promised. "You need to just relax."

Marik closed his eyes then, willing himself to fall asleep, part of him hoping when he woke up all of this will turn out to be a dream.