B.S.- Hey guys! I started writing this chapter, and I couldn't stop!

Y.S.- SO we've decided to call this Chapter, the chapter that never ends.

B.S._ Oh! I love that song! This is the Chappie that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friends some people started reading it not knowing what it was and they'll continue reading' it forever just because…

Y.S.- WILL SOMEONE SHUT HER UP AND START THE FIC?! Yami-chan?

Yami- ~_~() Black Star doesn't own Yugioh. Yami Star?

Y.S.- Yes, Yami Channy? 3 *_*

Yami- Don't ever call me that again!v0v()

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Kiaba had not waited to find out about Gabriela's condition before running out of the nurse's office. He was late for a meeting and still had to pick up Mokuba. He was out long before the gang figured out where she was.

Yami and Yugi were deep in a conversation about Gabriela. They both were confused about her. She seemed so out of it this morning. It was as if something was distracting her mind.

~Gabriela's Mind~

Gabriela was sure she was in her nightmare again. She was surrounded by shadow again. But then she heard the voice from earlier. It sounded like her, but different. Who was the owner of the voice?

"Hello, Gabriela. I've been waiting along time to meet you. I hope your journey here was not as uncomfortable as mine, but we'll have plenty of time for that later. I suppose you want to know who I am, right?"

Gabriela turned to the voice in shock. The person before her was a girl that was a bit older looking than Gabriela, but looked a lot like her, too. She had chestnut hair that was long and slightly curly too, it just had raven stripes in it. Her bangs came to the bottom of her cheek on the left and to her neck on the right. Her eyes were greener than Gabriela's but they still had the hazel tint to them. "Um…yah…okay…sure. Who are you?" Gabriela was sure she was hallucinating, but what the hay? If this was a dream, she might as well enjoy it, right?

"I am Jericho, once a slave in the Pharaoh's palace. I have a little favor to ask of you, but first it's important that you understand the reasons I have behind this favor." Gabriela nodded.

"Shoot."

"Long ago, in ancient Egypt, slaves were sacrificed to the shadow realm to create monsters for the Pharaoh's games. It is obvious you can't make something from nothing, so he needed humans' essence or life force or whatever you would prefer to call it. At the time of a great Harvest of these slaves, I was very young. Not more than 10 years old. I don't even know where I came from or what my real name is, but I do remember the day that I was thrown into the worst part of the shadow realm. It could only be described as Hades in it's self."

~Flashback~

It was a dark, cloudy day near the Nile. A lot of slaves were lined up along the shores, some screaming, some crying, others swearing vengeance on the Pharaoh and his helpers. There were many children. Too many. They were in crates, like birds, squacking and shrieking. None of them knew what was happening, but I couldn't have been good.

A man stood on a raised platform, looking over every slave and yelling out the prices that each one was worth. His hairstyle made his identity obvious. The Pharaoh. (before we go any further, I'm going to make it perfectly clear. This is Yami's father! Not, I repeat, Not Yami!) He was buying the slaves as the law required before sending into the horrible realm, alive. He was finally done with the adults and moved on to the children, opening one crate at a time. After so long, He got to a crate with children from Jericho or any that had been picked up or kidnapped on the way there and back. The journey probably took years. The High Priest at the time, Pegasoth, reached in an pulled out a young girl in gypsy's cloths with rebellious green eyes and brown and black hair. The Pharaoh studied her for a moment and called out a small sum. The High Priest put her down and she ran around him trying to get away. She ran smack into the Prince of Egypt (classic name, huh), Yami. He looked at her, obviously stunned that a slave would have the nerve to even approach him, let alone try to knock him out of their way.

The High Priest grabbed her roughly by the neck. "Don't squirm, little girl. It's pointless. Are you alright, Prince Yami?" The boy nodded and dusted himself off. The High Priest turned to the Pharaoh. "May I put her where she belongs now, your Highness?"

"Yes. Put her in the Shadow Realm before she causes any more problems." the Pharaoh waved a hand over his shoulder at her, dismissing her completely. It took precisely two minutes for Pegasoth to open the portal and shove her in, laughing insanely.

As the young girl stood in the nothingness that was the Shadow Realm, She heard the horrible screams of pain and terror. Walking quietly, she saw the people that had been thrown in changing into shadow and horrible monsters. The sight would bring nightmares to her for many years. Even young people, covered in what looked like wounds from an attack, were absolutely grotesque. She stayed in that realm for 5 years, though it seemed like much more. Soon, she was the only one left, since it had become the custom for losers of the game to give a slave instead of harvesting. The realm was now mostly empty, and the young girl was completely unaffected by the shadow that had enveloped her physical form.

Then, after all her time of waiting, someone came into the realm who could get her out. His white hair stood out like a sore thumb in the shadows. She ran up to him, and when he saw her he hid a bag behind his back and pulled out a knife. "What do you want?" he demanded.

"Please! Can you help me get out of here? I was a slave along time ago and got thrown in here to rot. I swear I'll return the favor in anyway I can if you help me out of here."

The boy thought about it for a minute. "Fine. My name is Bakura. What's yours?"

"I don't know my name." Bakura noticed a burn mark on the back of her shoulder where she had been branded with the name of the place she was found. "Jericho. Jeri for short. Jeri is your name from now on, alright? Well, Jeri, I'm going to teach you my line of work. Rule 1, trust no one. Rule 2, make the best of every situation." He had already come up with a plan for this girl. She was tall for her age. A good 5' 10". She would be perfect for the job he had planned.

He began explaining his "line of work" to her as he led her through another portal to an alley in a slave area of the town. "Come on. I'll get you some suitable clothes and we'll start work as soon as the sun goes down, alright?" He led her into a rundown hut. "Rest here until then. If you're hungry, there is fruit on the table. Don't leave this hut!" He ran out, leaving Jericho to sleep. He returned as the sun started to set. She was awake already and he through her the clothes. "Change into these. Over there." He pointed to a small closet like space that was once someone's bedroom. She went in, changed and came out in a Harlem girl's attire.

"What in the underworld?! Why do I need to wear this?!" She looked down at herself in amazement. The top was a purple low cut belly shirt with a red jewel in the middle of the chest. It had two strips of cloth around her arms on the side for sleeves to hold it up. The bottoms were just a bikini like piece with see through silk making the rest of the pants in a slightly ballooned out shape. All in purple, which was odd because only Royalty could afford to wear purple.

"You look perfect for your job. You owe me, remember? You'd still be in the Shadow Realm if it weren't for me. You can wear this while we're walking around if you can't stand it." He through her a tan tunic with a hood, like most ladies wore in the hot sun in the market place.

"What is it I'm supposed to do again?"

*an hour later*

The sun was barely casting a glow from beneath the horizon. Jericho was standing in the shadows, waiting for Bakura's signal. 'I can't believe I got suckered into this.' she moaned silently. He had talked her into being his decoy while he made a deal with the guard on duty and got the best treasures from inside the pyramid. Of course, all she knew of it was that he was doing some business and she was going to earn them some extra coins for her keep. She saw him point to her from the other side of the camp fire that the guards were sitting around. 'Here goes nothing.' She gulped and walked out into the open.

The first guard that saw her yelled for her to hault, but another guard nearby motioned for him to put away his sword saying, "It's only a Harlem. We could use some entertainment."

She walked out and did just as Bakura had told her, wondering how long she would have to put up with the stares from the 4 stupid guards. She danced and held out her hands for coins, never speaking a word. Bakura was standing nearby with a full sack on his shoulders, motioning that their task was done. She tried to back away from the group at the fire when one of them grabbed her arm. She sensed something strange about him. Then she realized. He Was A Monster! "Why? Leaving so soon?" She looked back at Bakura who was giving her a dirty look for wasting time. She jerked her hand, the guard dressed in green held tighter. "Come on, beautiful. Just one more dance." She could feel a pressure in her head that yelled, 'Danger! Danger!' She bit him and he through her on the ground. She grabbed sand to throw in their faces and run, but when she 'threw', a powerful white light surrounded her and the guards were thrown away from her and knocked unconscious.

She grabbed the coins she had dropped and ran for Bakura. He grabbed her arm and ran back to the hut before anyone could find out what happened. "Why didn't you tell me you could do that?" he demanded.

"I didn't know. What was that anyway?"

"The power. That must be how you survived in the Shadow Realm." He came up with another plan. "Jeri, You are now ready for a bigger prize." He began explaining what they were going to do. Steal the Pharaoh's precious Millennium Items.

*two days later*

Jeri was in front of the Palace gates. There were supposed to be some dancers coming for a banquet tonight in honor of a good harvest. Jeri hid near the gate until the girls showed up, then she abandoned her tunic and joined their line, trying to blend in. The girls were led into the banquet hall where the Pharaoh and his advisors and all the upper class were preparing to eat. The girls sat down and waited for everyone to eat before they got up. Jeri snuck away behind a huge pillar and ran through the halls looking for the Items Bakura wanted. 'Where in the palace am I supposed to find an Eye, an Ankh, a Necklace, a Rod, a Ring, a Scale, and a Puzzle? He sent me on a scavenger hunt!'

She opened a door that looked very old. Inside was very dark except a ray of light that reflected off…A Ring! She grabbed it and ran for the gates. Bakura was on the other side, waiting for her. She handed it over and went to look for the others. She was now looking in a bright area of the palace and there were guards more and more often. She came to some doors that were decorated in gold and jewels. 'I bet something really good is in there. Even if it isn't on his dumb list…" She opened the door. It was a bed chamber. A rich person's bed chamber. It was huge! The view from the balcony/window wasn't bad either. She searched the room for what Bakura wanted. She looked under the bed and found a gold box. 'Bingo!' She pulled it out and opened it.

*In the Banquet Hall*

Pharaoh Yami was enjoying this banquet less than the others, which was hard to believe. He had hated these banquets for as long as he could remember. He was waiting for the drone-people around him to stop eating and decide it was time to leave when his Puzzle began glowing and warning him of danger. "Guards!" he yelled as he stood from the thrown, "Someone is in my chamber, stealing the Eye!" He had kept it since his father and Pegasoth had killed each other. Only their Items were left.

The guards ran to the Pharaoh's chamber and burst open the door. Jericho was kneeling on the floor next to the box that was laying open.

*Ten minutes later*

Jericho's hands were bound with a rope and she was being dragged into the Banquet hall. She was fighting like crazy. "We found this in your chambers, your Highness." The guard slung her forward and she screamed angrily. "We thought you would like her."

"Bring her here." Yami commanded. "Who are you? What were you doing in my chambers?" She growled angrily and fought some more with the ropes on her wrists. He stood and looked her in the face, only to nearly be spit on. He backhanded her and she was laying on the ground. She jumped back up. One of the guards still had the end of the rope tied around her wrists, or she would have easily have started beating the snot out of Yami.

Yami shouted at her. "Stop! You tried to steal from the Pharaoh. Who sent you?"

"None of your business, You Palace Rat!" She pretended to bow.

One of the advisors got angry. "You will show proper respect for the Pharaoh of all Egypt!" This was followed by a good many "yes" and "Make her obey!" 's. She got a slightly humble look from her now crouched position.

"But I'm trying to show you all the respect you deserve…" she peeked out of the corner of her eye at the idiot guard who was slackening his grip on the rope. "NONE!" she yelled as she jerked the rope away and began swinging it around her head like a whip.

"Dark Magician!" Yami called his monster as the rope-whip came dangerously close to it's intended mark on his head. "Restrain her!" The Magician caught the rope mid-swing and wrapped it around his wrist, pulling it taunt.

"I'm not a slave! I command you to set me free this instant!" she continued shrieking at the mage. Yami smirked and raised his hand. "If that's what you really want..." He brought his hand down and the Dark Magician let go of the rope, Fast! Jericho didn't have time to slacken her pull as she flew backwards onto the table of food and pasted out.

~End Flash backs (Finally!)~

"That is all you need to see for now, Gabriela. I wish to take revenge on all those who mocked me. We will go into more detail later, but for now, be thinking about what you have seen. Remember, history usually repeats itself. Don't be fooled by appearances, young Gabriela. Gabriela felt herself waking up slowly.

Bakura was in his soul room, thinking about the young girl. 'She travels a lot, she has that strange ability, she even saved Ryou. She looks so much like…No. It's simply not possible. Jeri wasn't put into a Millennium Item like Yami and I. Is it possible that her spirit is still angry with me? I must not wait to find out. This Gabriela girl must go! Before Jericho can find her or realize that she is her reincarnation. I am sure I could get Yami to help. He probably only remembers when she was in my circle. Its not too late to finish this.' He got up and checked were Ryou was. 'In the nurse's office? Again, Ryou?'

[Ryou! What are we doing in the nurse's office again?]

{The young girl, Gabriela, she's out cold.}

[How?]

{She knocked a bully out and then she just collapsed.}

[I'm taking control for a while.] Ryou didn't have any time to fight before his Yami had pushed his way into control again.

'I hope Yugi and the others know that Bakura's back and not me.'

"Gabriela?" Bakura was pretending to be Ryou. "Gabriela, are you alright?"

"Hum?" Gabriela's eyes fluttered open. "Ryou, or is it Bakura? I forget."

"It's me, Ryou. I think you need to go home for the rest of today. I'll walk you."

Yugi stepped forward. "Yah, I'll come too."

Bakura interjected. "Oh that's alright. I'll take her home and meet you at the Game Shop later, alright?" Yami couldn't stand it anymore. Bakura was up to something.

He appeared out of the Puzzle. "Really Ryou, I'm sure that there is safety in numbers. She had to save you from a fight just a few minutes ago, remember?" He helped Gabriela up and she got a good look at his face and gasped. The Pharaoh! She jerked her arm away and backed into the wall.

"I-I'll be Okay on my own. I can go home just fine on my own…" She began side shuffling to the door, unfortunately, Tea was standing there.

"Come on, Gabriela! We'll take you home!" Tea grabbed her arm and guided her through the door. Bakura silently moaned. So close!

Tea kept a tight hold of Gabriela's arm most of the way home. They were almost there when some punk jumped out of the alley and showed a knife in his hand. "Your money, or your life?" he thought he was hilarious. He tried to grab Gabriela and Yami was about to hit him when he felt a strangely familiar energy. Gabriela put her hand in front of the jerks face and screamed, releasing a white light and knocking him unconscious. She looked from him to the group for a minute and then started running for her home, not daring to look back until she was safe.

She also didn't look forward, because instead of heading to her place, she ran smack into the side of a limo. A young boy was getting out. He had black hair and navy eyes. He looked at Gabriela, who was now sitting on the ground rubbing her forehead.

"Are you okay, miss?" He asked politely. He shut the door and tried to help her up. "Sorry about that."

"Oh, don't be. I'm the one who should be sorry. I should watch where I'm going. I'm sorry…um?"

"Mokuba. Mokuba Kiaba."

"Oh. Well, I'm sorry Mokuba Kiaba. Maybe if I get hit enough times, I learn to watch were it is I'm going!" They both started laughing. Gabriela felt a little better now. "See you around, Mokuba." She tried to leave.

"Hey! Wait! What's your name?"

"Gabriela. Why?"

"I was wondering if you would like to get a job being a babysitter. My brother has to go on a lot of business trips and I don't usually go on them. We've been through 4 babysitters in the past month and you seem like you'd be a lot more fun than those other freaks who wanted to get near my brother's money."

"Who's your brother?"

"You don't know my brother?! Seto Kiaba!"

"I'm sorry. You'll have to forgive me. It's been a while since I last got out. I think I go to school with him though."

"Great! Come back at 5! If my brother's not busy, he can interview you then! Bye!"

Gabriela ran to her house. This time getting the address right. She ran inside and locked the door. Then she sunk down on the couch and thought about everything that had happened. She pulled the Cat out of her shirt. "Maybe it was just a dream. Maybe it was just a normal day and I hallucinated." A voice answered from the Cat.

"Maybe Not."

"Jericho? It wasn't a dream?"

"No. I'm as real as you are." The Cat started glowing and Jericho came out in her red leather outfit. "I am going to tell you what I need you to do, Gabriela. Don't be afraid, I know the things I am about to tell you will seem far fetched, but I assure you I am very serious."

"Alright. But first I want to ask you a question."

"What is it?"

"What happened to Yugi today? When I looked up, he wasn't Yugi anymore."

"That was the Pharaoh. His name is Yami. He was sacrificed to the Puzzle to keep the powers from the Pharaoh's enemies who wanted to control his magic. I am your Yami. You are my Hikari. Yami and Yugi have that same relationship. They share a body the same as we do. Now I need you to bring out all your drawings."

Gabriela pulled out her folder. "Why?"

Jericho smiled. "I'm going to teach you to create Monsters and harness the powers inside of the cat. We will need this ability to defeat Yami. Unfortunatly, there are rules and limits to this power. We cannot create an invincible creature, but we can get the next best thing!"

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B.S.- Another Chapter down! Oh my goodness! I got a review from one of my favorite Yugioh writers! ^u^ Whoo!

Y.S.- Which one is it again? *pulls out a checklist 4 inches thick* There are so many!

B.S.- *Scowls at Yami Star* Yami Tenshi, you dolt!

Yami- Black Star does not own Yugioh…And I'm glad! This one makes me look evil!

B.S.- Well, Jeri thinks you are evil right now.

Seto- Again with the super small part?

B.S.- um…0_0() BYE! R and R! *a cloud of dust is seen from where she is running for her life!*