Bwhahahah! It's all your favorite writer, Lady Kitsune-sama! 3 SEPA! Heheheh, probably not a lot of you know me since I'm a fairly new member to fanfiction.net (in writing) Anyways, yes this should be fun for all of us since I like to write comedy as well as romance! But this really isn't a comedy 3

Summary: A young girl, brought back from the dead, is forcefully taken to Egypt, where she will be forced to open the doorway to the gate of shadow to free the powerful monsters, so they can be used to destroy the world. Yugi and Seto receive strange letters and tickets inviting them to the duel of a century in Egypt, Seto's telling him about that he's missing something, and in Yugi's telling him about freeing the shadow realm to the world with his yami's sister. When both participants come, they are forced to work together to find out about this strange girl that keeps appearing in their dreams, asking for help.

Disclaimer: Nooooo I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh either! Yes I know there's only 7 millennium items, but 3 I added one extra! So there! I needed to add one for the story 3 Anyhow Selene and Anubis are my characters. Don't use them without my permission plllllleeeeeaaaaaasssseeeeeeeee!

Warning: ^^;; I don't watch Yu-Gi-Oh that much anymore, even though I was inspired to write this lovely thing. If I get something wrong, just understand that it's for the story, and also if I say something you really don't get, also tell me, so I can try to fix it and not confuse all you poor peoples. Might be some OOCness for Marik o.o. It's rated R for the gruesome death the little girl suffers, the fact her mother was raped, and the fact that she comes back from the dead and starts to- oopies that would give away something in the story!, and um some citrus and maybe lemon... XD READ!

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The small seven-year-old chased after her mother, going down the stairs. "Mama slow down!" The little girl cried, grabbing hold of her mother's skirt. Her mother had always worn long flowy skirts, she didn't know why though.

"Selene hush." Her mother scolded, her voice no higher than a whisper. Something was wrong; her husband had just stepped outside to speak with that strange man. Her husband seemed worried, what could it have been? It couldn't have been a debt collector or something; they had paid all their bills this month. Her husband wasn't a part of any gang was he? "Selene, go to your room and play honey, Daddy will be right back." Selene's mother told her child.

Selene nodded and bounced back up into her room. Her mother smiled, her little girl was a very obedient child to her and her father.

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Selene closed her door behind her quietly as she walked into her room. She looked at herself in the mirror, she didn't know why but she liked to pose in front of the mirror. 'Hehehe, maybe I'll be a model someday!' Selene thought to herself giddily.

Selene patted the fuchsia streaks in her blonde hair. She had always wished she had looked like her parents. Because of her hair and purple eyes, many people asked if she was really her parents' child or adopted. She would always have to tell them she was, since her mother had proof of her birth, she had a home video of herself in labor and delivering Selene! Though her blood and DNA testing had shown her father was the real father, Selene still didn't look her mother or father.

Selene wondered about her room. She was still in her school clothes, but those were her favorite clothes, so really she didn't want to change out of them. The bottom shirt was white and long sleeved, cuffed at the ends, and buttoned down the front. Over that she wore an overall-like navy dress that's skirt hem came a bit above her knees. Then she had cute little white shoes, which looked like the older kids' sneakers.

Taking a quick sweep of the room to make sure no one was looking, Selene quietly walked towards the big bed she had been given, and wriggled underneath. From underneath she pulled out a small locked toy-box. Looking around again to make doubly sure no one was here to see what she was about to pull out, she nodded to herself, now sure she could open the box. She pulled out a key from underneath her dresser and unlocked the lock on the toy-box and pushed the top off.

Inside the toy-box glittered a beautiful made golden ball and golden collar. On the ball was a large strange eye. It was about the size of a bouncy ball and had small golden wings hanging at its sides, folded. It was connected to a collar, fit for a human's neck. It had strange hieroglyphics across it in two rows. Her father, a famed Egyptologist, had taught her how to read hieroglyphics when she had been 4. Now since she had spent 3 years learning hieroglyphics, she wanted to try her luck at deciphering this on the collar.

"She that wears the central key is the maiden of the shadow realm gates. She is the Lady of the monsters." Selene deciphered.

The hieroglyphics on the collar and the eye on the ball glowed with a strange golden light, as an ancient magic started to over take Selene's small body. The ball's wings flew out, opening, sand and dust fluttering off the pure gold wings. The collar opened at the back, like a giant mouth, and snapped around Selene's small neck, fitting snuggly, not chokingly around her neck.

The ancient magics stopped there, for now. In a panic of her treasure being found, she tried to pry it off her neck, but the collar refused to budge. Finally giving up, Selene sat glumly on the floor, thinking about what her mother might do when she saw Selene's treasure. Selene pulled out the dueling monster cards she had also found with her treasure. One she had never heard of before, was a picture of a three headed jackal-like monster, with a long tail that ended with a cobra, looking as if it was hissing. The monster had 2 large dragon like wings, slightly open in the picture. Around it's 4 necks it wore golden collars with balls like the one she had around her neck now. The other was a Dark Magician Girl card.

Then a small tap came at the door. Gulping, Selene answered the door.

What she got wasn't anything she would have expected...

Right through the left side of her chest, where one day been the top of her left breast, a dagger went through, and pierced her small seven-year-old heart. The dagger pulled out and blood came spewing out from her broken vessel. Selene fell down to the floor, blood starting to pool around her, dead.

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It had been all over the news and newspapers, the murder of that family. The father had been found dead in the bushes, beaten and stabbed in the back. The mother had been found on the couch, stalk naked, raped to death. And the little girl, had been found in her room, stabbed in the heart and dead. All the papers went into the gruesome ways that the father had been beaten, or how the mother looked in her battered and raped to death state. But for the little girl, they explained mostly her features, including the strange golden collar and ball that wouldn't come off when the young child's neck when embalmers tried to dress her for her funeral. So they had left it on her, and buried her with it. Strange also was the fact that the embalmers couldn't get the little girl's body to come out of the fetal sleeping position or two strange dueling cards out of the girl's hand. So they buried her body in the fetal position, with the golden ball and collar still on, and the cards still in her hand. The father had been buried in his favorite work clothes, the mother, in her favorite dress. The little girl? No one could find her a very dressy dress, so they let her be changed into another set of the school clothes she had been wearing.

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All the news and newspapers had caught someone's eye. Not about the killing or the raping or the family itself. What caught this person's eye was the little girl and the picture of her. In the picture, the golden ball and collar could be seen. The person, who was interested in this strange artifact around the girl's neck, was Marik.

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Marik, after a month's time, hired Yami Bakura to help him. This little girl seemed to maybe posses just what he wanted, so she needed to be alive. He need Yami Bakura to use the Rebirth card on this little girl.

Both the psycho and thief stood at the end of the little girl's grave. Yami Bakura pulled out his Rebirth card and called forth it's powers.

A bright light came as the little girl's body rose from underneath the ground it had been buried under. Both of the dark men stood and watched, before something strange began to happen. The girl's body began to grow! In length, slightly in weight, and in curve and shape. Thread and clothing whined and popped and ripped. Because of her flaring hips and lengthened but lean stomach, the skirt rose higher than her waist, revealing some. The panties she had been wearing whined and ripped, showing darkened curls of her new womanhood. The sleeves ripped and tore when the arms had lengthened rapidly. Buttons flew as the new large bust came in, causing the shirt to lay open and revealing to free bosom and lean stomach. Her poofy bangs vanished as the large fuchsia streaks framed the pretty face of the girl, while long blonde hair splayed down her back. Her shoes had ripped at the growth as well. All through this, her clothes now torn and tattered leaving the now 15-year-old girl mostly revealed, the golden collar and ball stayed on her, and grew with her.

A soft mumble came from the 15-year-old, as she started to move. She blinked her eyes large purple eyes slowly, and sat up. Her bosom now was very revealed, and on the top of her left breast was the scar from where she had been stabbed. Nice shapely legs pulled together at her knees, closing off the view of her womanhood, as she pulled her knees up to her bosom, hugging them. Her shoulders started to shake as she hid her head and cried, acknowledging where she was.

It hadn't been a dream, she really had died. That angel really had come to her, and taught her, but it had seemed like far more like years, since she had learned everything up to being a 15-year-old.

That's when she felt her bosom against her legs. Opening her wet eyes, she saw her breasts. "Oh My Lord!" Selene shrieked, in a 15-year old voice. She grabbed her throat in amazement and said a few babbling words before she actually believed she heard herself right. She then placed her hands on her breasts, amazed with them. She rubbed her hands over them, feeling if they were really there or just some dream. She traced her scar tenderly, and then felt her breasts more, still not believing they were there.

Marik stared on lustfully. Even though this hadn't been part of his plan, 'this is definitely a perk.' Marik sneered inwardly. He felt himself hardening as she moved to sit up, revealing more of her now beautiful self for his view. Though he did know Yami Bakura was seeing just as much as him, he didn't care. He didn't want to cause the girl to stop moving and showing herself more off to his gaze. When she closed off her womanhood he frowned, 'No matter...I'll bloody that up along the way...' He thought evilly. When she began to run her hands over her breasts he about couldn't suppress his lusty moan. He had to feel those large and beautiful things; he had to touch them, feel them, redden them with some blood for him to lick away. He had to do that to every bit of that now beautiful and so innocent-like creature Yami Bakura had just resurrected.

Selene stopped her exploration of her newly grown body at the sound of a stifled moan. She gasped quickly, pulling her arms around her bosom, being very modest. A man walked out and towards her as she pushed herself away, finally backing into a tombstone...her tombstone. At that thought Selene started to cry, but to her unfortune these tears were not salty water, these were blood tears. They dripped from her cheek down to just above her cleavage. The blood tears rolled down both breasts, making red trails across the pale skin. Some even rolled over the nipples of her breasts, before dripping onto her stomach, from her crouched pose, and rolling off her sides onto the ground.

Marik couldn't take this, that blood screamed to him, as did her body. Pulling her by the shoulders, he slammed her down sideways across her grave, and began licking the blood away from her cheeks, licking away the few that went down her neck, lapping away the trails of the blood tears on her breasts and nipples, and lapping the last bits of the trails on her stomach. When he had cleaned her of the blood he licked his lips as he stared down at the horrified face of the new 15-year-old he had pinned. He bent down to whisper in her ear, "Don't cry blood again, or next time I'll give you some of the treatment your mother went through before she finally died from it." He silkily whispered.

Selene stared up at him still horrified and mortified. Roughly, he pulled her up with him, before putting shackles around her wrists and tugging on the chain they were connected to. "Now you are with me, and you will do what I say." He hissed. He turned to Yami Bakura, telling him where his payment was to get rid of the thief, who quickly left to gather his gold. Marik led Selene from the graveyard to an abandoned warehouse; glad that it was midnight and not many people around to see the pretty creature he was about to use to probably his pleasures, and to destroy the world.