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Chapter 2 - A day at the beach

Since that night, Amunet had begun to change in attempt to gain her father's trust. She was now more evil, and started duelling through mind puppets for her father. Marik was very impressed and proud of Amunet's cruelty that was now equal to his own. One day, Amunet had sent one of her Rare Hunters to win Yugi Motou's millennium puzzle.

He failed, and she wasn't happy at all.

"No, please. Spare me from the Shadow Realm." The pitiful man pleaded of Amunet, fighting against the Millennium spell.

"No. You have failed me, and now you shall pay the price." Said Amunet, her Millennium necklace glowing, as she closed her eyes in concentration.

After his mind was in the Shadow Realm, she took over his body.

"What do you want now, Marik?" Asked Yami, thinking Amunet was her father, since Marik was the only person he knew who took over minds.

"I'm not Marik. However, we are related."

"Then who are you?"

"You'll find that out soon enough, Yami." Amunet replied enjoying his confusion.

"What business do you have with me?"

"The same business Marik has with you." She said simply.

"But how? Who are you?" Yami repeated.

"Questions, questions." Amunet shook her head mockingly. "We will soon meet, pharaoh. Till then, you can keep guessing." And with that, she broke the millennium spell, leaving the spiritless body.

Amunet sat back in her golden throne identical to Marik's in frustration, crossing her arms.

"I'm impressed, Amunet. A month ago, you couldn't even watch someone be sent to the Shadow Realm, but now, you're sending them there yourself." Marik commented with a proud smirk.

Amunet closed her eyes and lowered her head, smiling at her father's attention. "It's no big deal. Scott failed in obtaining Yugi's Millennium puzzle and the Egyptian God Card you lost to him, father. So he got what was coming to him." She replied, her smile turning ice cold, that would send shivers up anyone's back.

"I'm so proud of you. Now where have I seen that kind of evil before? Ah, yes. In myself. You're so much like your father." Said Marik, putting his arm around her shoulders.

"What was mother like?" Amunet asked.

Marik paused in shock. "What?"

"Mother. What was she like? I'm so much like you, I don't know anything about mother." She replied, looking deep into her father's troubled eyes.

He looked down in sadness and happy thought, then looked back up at Amunet.

"She was beautiful, like you. The absolute opposite of my personality. I still don't know how it was we fell in love. I was so cold and evil, and your mother, .... she was so kind and gentle. She seemed to have brought out the good in me." Marik said, remembering the moment Amunet was born. Amunet followed her father into the past with her Millennium necklace.

~* Flashback *~

After the hard labour and birth, Marik's newly wed wife lay limp in the hospital pillows, closing her eyes wearily.

"Kaylin, we have a beautiful baby girl." Marik said, holding baby Amunet in his arms.

Kaylin didn't open her eyes to look at her first born, but her face became very pale.

"Kaylin? Kaylin! Doctor! There's something wrong!"

The doctor took her pulse, and his eyes opened wide.

"She doesn't have a pulse! Hurry! Take her to intensive care!" He cried urgently.

A bunch of assistant doctors and nurses hurriedly rolled the hospital bed towards the elevator.

Marik waited anxiously outside the intensive care unit, pacing up and down in front of the doors, his newborn baby in his arms, fighting back tears.

The doctor came out, a sad look upon his face as he shook his head. "She's gone. We did everything we could. The labour and birth were just too much for her body system to handle."

Marik nodded his appreciation for their desperate attempts to save his wife, tears beginning to flow down his cheeks despite his trying to force them back.

"I'll leave you to be right now if that is what you wish." Said the elderly doctor, patting his shoulder sympathetically.

Marik nodded again, not able to talk because of the lump in his throat.

The doctor patted his shoulder again, saying: "It's going to be a struggle, but this little girl here will help you get through this." Before he left, indicating to the baby in his arms.

Marik sank to his knees for his head was spinning in a whirl of emotions making him dizzy. He sat on the ground leaning his head against the chair behind him, closing his eyes. All he could see was his wife, remembering all his good memories from the time he first met her till the day she accepted his hand in marriage and then to the moment he learned of her pregnancy.

Marik began to sob in denying grief. "Kayla. Why? Oh, God, why? Kayla don't leave me."

He stared at the baby in his arms. She opened her eyes and stared back at him for the first time. Marik noticed her eyes were the same colour as his. The baby girl smiled at Marik's tear-stained face, and reached her little hand up to grasp some of his hair. He smiled back.

~* End Flashback*~

Amunet was staring at Marik with the same eyes in sympathy.

"I'm so sorry, father." She breathed, her eyes filling with tears.

"It was over 14 years ago, Amunet. I've gotten over it now." Marik replied, Amunet hugging him.

"Come on, what do you say we take a day off tomorrow. You know, get away from the stress here." He asked more cheerful.

Amunet broke out of the hug and smiled. "Okay. Odeon, tell everyone tomorrow's a day off." She said to Odeon, who was near by on a labtop, choosing their prey for the next day.

"Yes, young mistress." He replied, closing the labtop.

*

The next morning, Marik and Amunet packed stuff for a day at the beach. Bakura and his daughter, Mila, were coming too, so it was kind of like a father-daughter trip.

The beach was beautiful, a sweet and cool summer breeze blew softly, lifting their hair. Blue waves crashed up on the sandy white shore, the sun was already high and bright in the morning sky.

"There's the water. Knock yourselves out, kids." Said Marik, setting up a sun tanning stand.

"Aren't you guys coming swimming?" Asked Mila, she and Amunet taking off their jeans and shirts, to reveal two-piece bathing suits.

"I might come later. What about you, Marik?" Said Bakura, setting up a beach umbrella and a towel on the sand.

"Dream on! And wreck my hair!? No way! Besides, I've got tanning to do." He replied, lying on a towel on the sand, closing his eyes, bathing in the warm sunlight.

"Like you need a darker tan." Amunet whispered to Mila, as they turned around, walking towards the water.

Mila giggled, and Marik sat up.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, father. Me and Mila are just telling jokes." Amunet replied casually.

"Damn straight." Marik dared them to comment anymore.

Amunet rolled her eyes, and she and Mila took off into the cool water. They swam out into deep water and kept going until they found the shallow sand bar.

There, Amunet and Mila waded for an hour, talking.

"Won't your necklace rust if it gets wet?" Mila asked, indicating to Amunet's Millennium necklace.

"No, it's magical. Besides, I'm not allowed to part with it. My father would be furious if I lost it." She replied, watching a stingray pass by their legs.

"Your dad is like so hot." Said Mila, abruptly changing the subject, staring back at the shore.

"Oh, well thanks. That's totally what I wanted to hear." Amunet said sarcastically, floating on her back.

"I can't help it he is. Your lucky, my dad's not even cute. Just an annoying person always on my back about sneaking out of house all the time." Mila said.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that. Your dad's really quite attractive." Amunet said, looking at Mila out of the corner of her eye, she wanted to get Mila back for saying that about her father.

There was an awkward silence.

"Eww! Amunet! Don't even joke about things like that!" Mila cried, splashing her.

Amunet giggled in return. "You know who's really hot? Brad Pitt." Amunet said.

"Yeah." Mila agreed, with a dreamy sigh.

A dolphin's cry distracted them.

They looked further out at sea, to see a few dolphins swimming and jumping.

"You wanna go?" Asked Mila, putting her goggles on.

"Okay." Amunet replied, putting her own on.

They swam towards the group of bottle nosed dolphins.

Amunet and Mila looked underwater at the circling ocean creatures. The dolphins swam up, brushing against the girls.

Amunet laughed, grasping a dolphin's fin. "Come on!" She cried at Mila, as the dolphin began to pull her through the water.

Mila did the same, and the dolphins dived under the water. The girls held their breath.

The dolphins brought them back to the surface and further out to sea. Amunet looked down, she couldn't see the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly a black fin emerged out of the water, followed by a spout of water.

The dolphins swam away in fear, leaving the girls. The killer whale drew nearer.

"Mila! Amunet!" Cried Bakura running into the water, followed by Marik. "Swim! Swim to the shore!" He yelled.

Amunet and Mila began to swim as fast as they could back to shallow waters, but were no match for the powerful fins of the whale.

Just as the whale reached them, it stopped before Amunet.

"Huh?"

The killer whale snorted, and pushed Amunet followed by Mila up over it's head, onto it's back, swimming towards the shore.

Marik was at first confused at how the whale had spared Amunet as though she was an old friend. But things soon became clear as they drew closer and he saw the white marking on the tip of the whale's fin.

"Mila! Are you alright?" Bakura exclaimed, embracing her protectively.

Amunet stroked the whale, she felt as though she knew him too.

"Amunet, could I see you for a second?" Marik said urgently.

She looked up. "Yes, father." He motioned for her to follow him.

Amunet slid off the whale and followed Marik obediently up the shore.

"Do you know who that whale is?" He said in a low voice. She shook her head. "Your mother's best friend."

"What do you mean?" Asked Amunet, a little confused.

"Your mother used to spend much of her time here, at the beach, visiting that whale." Marik pointed at the killer whale, who was now swimming back out to sea. "She named him 'Dipper' because he would always dive under the water and then surface in a jump." He smiled, showing her picture from his wallet.

The photo was of a woman with long black hair and green eyes, she had the same shaped body as Amunet and was wearing a two piece bathing suit. She was sitting on what seemed like the same whale. A younger looking Marik sat behind the woman, his arms around her as he rested his chin on her shoulder, they were both smiling happily, a beautiful orange sun setting behind them on the horizon, casting an orange glow over the sea.

"Is that mother?" Amunet asked.

"Yes," Marik nodded. "Those were the happiest days of my life. When your mother was taken from me, I seemed to have fallen into a dark hole. Then you started to grow and I realized how much you needed me, it was bad enough you wouldn't have a mother, but I couldn't bear the thought of someone else raising my child. You helped me climb out of depression because I had someone to live for. You saved me, Amunet. If it wasn't for you, I would have committed suicide a long time ago."

"But why does Dipper think I'm mother? I look nothing like her." Said Amunet.

"I'm not completely sure, but I think I figured it out. It's your Millennium Necklace. It used to belong to your mother, and Dipper must've reconized it. Kayla's spirit still lives within the necklace, and she will guide you through life." Said Marik.

Amunet took off her necklace and stared at it. Was her mother's spirit truly there?

"Amunet! Are you coming or what? I found a school of starfish!" Mila cried from the water.

"Coming!" Amunet called back, putting her necklace back on as she ran to the water and waded out towards Mila.

Marik smiled as he watched the girls giggle and talk while they played with the starfish.

A few minutes later, Bakura snuck up on them, and threw a beach ball at the water, splashing salty water over the girls.

"Hey!" Amunet and Mila cried.

"I call a volley ball match in the water. Me verses you two." Bakura called.

"You're on." Mila replied, grabbing the beach ball, making the first serve.

They played, but were having too much time to keep track of the scores.

Suddenly, Amunet screamed and jumped. "AHHH!" She shrieked. "Something huge just brushed past my leg!"

"It was probably a shark. And I'm talkin Great White. Like on the movie Jaws." Bakura said.

"Very funny, Bakura." Amunet said sarcastically.

"Umm, Amunet. I think it was a shark." Said Mila in a scared voice, seeing a grey fin out of the corner of her eyes under the water.

The two girls searched the water. "Oh my God, there it is. Don't move." Amunet whispered, as she and Mila stared down at a large shark.

"Oh, would you two stop it! There's no shark! I was just kidding." Bakura said, walking towards them.

Sensing another motion in the water, the shark turned and headed for Bakura. When he saw it, Bakura froze to the spot.

"Mila, Amunet, I'll never doubt you two again." He mumbled at them.

They stood completely still, while the shark swam in between them investigating. After what seemed like hours, it lost interest and left.

Bakura, Amunet and Mila sighed in relief.

"That was close." Said Mila.

"Yeah." Amunet agreed.

*

The rest of the day was fun. The sun was just setting when Mila and Amunet decided to take one last walk along the beach.

They walked along the shoreline, waves washing over their feet up to their ankles, and then flushing out to sea again.

Amunet tied a beach skirt around her waist, and had a towel over her shoulders. Marik made her bundle up even though it wasn't very cold, but he still took extra precautions. "I don't want you to catch pnemonia." He told her when she tried to protest.

The wind began to blow stronger, making Amunet's hair fly out behind her. She closed her eyes and spun around in circles, feeling the cool breeze on her face.

As she and Mila walked further along the beach, the waves grew larger, and huge out at sea. Suddenly, Amunet caught something in the corner of her eye. She turned her head to see a young man not much older than herself surfing, the setting sun casting an orange glow over him.

Amunet had probably stared too long, because Mila shook her back to reality.

"Amunet, I think you've got a crush on that guy."

She blinked in confusion, then blushed. "No, of course not."

"Sure." Said Mila sarcastically, taking her arm. "We'd better head back. Our dads are probably starting to pack everything away." Mila began pulling Amunet forward by her arm.

They walked, and Amunet kept looking at the boy over her shoulder. She had never felt this way before. She had never been to school, Marik thought it was pointless, so she had never been around anyone her age besides Mila. Amunet was very confused at the weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"You girls ready to leave?" Asked Marik, Bakura folding the beach umbrella.

"Yup." Said Mila.

Amunet nodded and looked back at the speck on the horizon that was the boy.

They left in Bakura's car, after they had stuffed everything in the trunk.

"Bye, Mila." Amunet called to her friend in the backseat.

"See ya!" She replied waving out the open window.

Well that's it for now. I hope you liked it! And please remember to review, I really need your support right now since me and my friend are having a big fight right now. It's a miracle I even finished this chapter, among all the crap going on in my life.* Sigh*