From Darkness To Light: Secrets Revealed
By Asher Tye
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, I wish I did 'cause then I'd be rich. Since I'm not, suing me would be pointless. Thanks bunches for all the reviews. I can't wait to see the reviews for this chapter.
Summary: Mokuba and Yugi have been kidnapped by the Punished Eagle, on the Dark-Eyes Illusionist's minions. Now it's up to Yami to get the two back, but as his strength begins to fade, will he be able to save his partner?
*_* - Personal Thoughts
/_/ - Yugi to Yami
\_\ - Yami to Yugi
(_) - ????? to Mokuba
[_] - Mokuba to ?????
_ Telepathic communication
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Wind whipped through Yami's hair as he gripped tightly to the back of the Curse of Dragon. The golden monster soared as fast as he could over the city of Domino, trying his best to keep his quarry in sight. Yami was partially regretting his decision to summon his present mount. Curse of Dragon was indeed a powerful flier, but Punished Eagle was simply faster than the snake-like dragon.
And any aerial advantage I can give to Curse will help the eagle as well,* Yami thought, straining to keep sight of the dark purple bird in the waning light.
"Curse of Dragon, Burning Fireball Attack!" Yami yelled. The dragon opened it's mouth wide and released four balls of burning fire. Smoke rose from the bird as the flame breath singed a few of his feathers. Suddenly, the Punished Eagle dropped like a rock from the sky, beginning to maneuver between the tall buildings. Yami and his dragon followed. The need to turn and weave helped to slow down the eagle's flight, but at their current altitude, Yami didn't dare try another fireball attack, lest he miss and destroy the city.
*Now what am I supposed to do?*
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Yugi was quite surprised to find himself suspended a few hundred feet in the air, his small body gripped tightly in the talons of a giant bird. The boy looked over at the Punished Eagle's other claw to see Mokuba, out cold, hanging limply from the eagle's claws. Yugi began to squirm between the bird's toes, trying to free himself from the iron grip that imprisoned him. Behind them, Yugi could just make out the golden shape of the Curse of Dragon pursuing them, no doubt Yami's doing. Yugi's eyes opened wide as he saw four balls of fire fly past him. This was immediately followed by the Punished Eagle quickly dropping from the sky.
"Woah," Yugi said as he watched the eagle begin to maneuver between the tall buildings, obviously using the city to prevent Yami from attacking again. Finally, the boy was able to free himself from the bird's talons, gripping hard to the scaly skin to keep from being blown away. "Okay, first task is to get this bird to land. If I can get up to it's head, maybe I can cover it's eyes with my jacket, force it to the ground."
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The activity on the bird's foot did not go unnoticed by Yami on back of the Curse of Dragon.
*Yugi what are you trying to do, get yourself killed?* Suddenly, the Punished Eagle flew straight towards one of the skyscrapers. *What is he...? Oh, no!!* A high-pitched cry escaped from the beak of the Punished Eagle, generating a sonic wave that struck the building like a sledgehammer. Immediately the towering structure began to crack and fall, threatening to flatten everything in it's path.
"Blast! Curse of Dragon, take us back!" Yami commanded as the golden serpent circled around. Yami reached into his deck, pulling forth two cards. "Go, Giant Soldiers of Stone. Grab the building!" Immediately, two rock giants appeared, grabbing the sides of the building as they attempted keep the structure from falling.
"Time Seal!" came another voice the building froze in place. Yami looked up to find Shadi hanging from the tail of a Petite Dragon. "That should hold the building. Now we have more important things to deal with," Shadi said as he landed on the back of the Curse of Dragon, much to the reptile's irritation.
"Right," Yami said as he searched for the Punished Eagle. The bird had been able to put a great deal of distance between itself and Yami. "Curse of Dragon, GO!" The serpentine dragon's wings angled to pick up speed as they gave chase. That was when Yami noticed a shadowy figure running and leaping across the tops of buildings, also chasing after the monstrous eagle.
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Yugi had finally made it to the back of the bird, his skin burning as wind whipped at his face. Carefully the teen made his way up the eagle's back, hoping that none of the feathers he grabbed gave way. More than once did he wind up pulling out a handful of feathers, only saving himself barely. Finally, he reached the neck.
*Excellent,* Yugi thought as he took off his jacket, putting it in his mouth as he continued. Suddenly, Punished Eagle's head turned as he spotted the spiky haired human. Before Yugi could do anything the giant bird's head shook, throwing the boy off.
"Yugi!" Yami called from his perch aboard the Curse of Dragon, preparing to draw a card to save his partner. This proved unnecessary, however, as someone else intervened instead. Yugi found himself gripped tightly in the muscular reptilian arms of a Krokodilus as it leaped for the back of the bird, digging it's claws into the feathered flesh as it landed. Yugi grabbed two handfuls of feathers as the beast warrior moved down the bird's back quickly, using it's claws to keep itself from being shaken off by the aggravated bird. Soon the lizardman was on the Punished Eagle's leg right above the still unconscious Mokuba. In Krokodilus's right hand a dark shape appeared, resolving itself into a Sword of the Deep-Seated. A wicked slash severed the Eagle's foot, sending it, and Mokuba, falling to the ground.
"Mokuba!" Yugi called, watching helplessly as his friend tumbled through the air. On the back of the Curse of Dragon, both Shadi and Yami prepared to draw from their respective decks.
"Wing Dragon Guardian of... What?!" Both duelists were stopped in their tracks as they saw a pair of white clawed hands caught the boy in mid-air, hands belonging to the none other than the Summoned Skull. The great horned demon glanced up at the Punished Eagle, a look of disgust on his skinless face. Wounded though he was, the Punished Eagle was not yet ready to surrender his prey, swooping towards the interloper. He was unprepared for Yugi's jacket to suddenly wrap around his head. Blinded the bird rocked and bucked in mid-air, throwing the teen from it's back. Yami was ready, however, grabbing his partner and pulling him onto the Curse of Dragon. Summoned Skull landed on the roof of a nearby building, gently laying his sleeping charge on the cement before rising in the air again and disappearing.
"Curse of Dragon, Flame Stream Punished Eagle!" Yami yelled as Shadi pulled a card of his own.
"Shadow Spell!" the young Egyptian called as chains erupted from the ground below, wrapping and binding the Punished Eagle holding it in place to be destroyed by the golden dragon's flame breath.
"Finally, now we've gotta make sure Mokuba's all right," Yugi said.
"Curse of Dragon, land," Yami commanded, and the serpentine dragon, exhausted from the weight on it's back, gladly landed, returning to it's dormant card state. Yugi ran over to his fallen friend glad to find him still breathing. Yami turned to Shadi.
"Thank you for helping me rescue them, I wasn't sure anyone would be able to make it," said Yami, offering his hand to the tomb guardian. Shadi ignored the hand.
"I'm far more interested in finding out why so many shadow monsters seem to be interested in a mere child."
"I'd lay odds that it has something to do with that spirit that possessed him earlier," Yugi said. "It's a pity we chased it off."
"Regardless, it would be wise for me to perform a soul search on him. Perhaps the spirit left some clue as to it's identity. That being said, the boy shall come with me." Shadi moved to collect Mokuba, only to be stopped by Yugi.
"Shadi, Mokuba needs to go home. I somehow doubt Kaiba would approve of you carrying off his brother for who knows how long."
"That doesn't matter. Whatever secrets this boy possesses could be of vital importance." Shadi soon found himself being blocked by Yami as well. "You intend on making this difficult for me, don't you."
"If you wish to speak with the boy, I would suggest you first get his guardian's permission. Otherwise, he is simply an innocent, and falls well outside any jurisdiction you may have," Yami said, gathering Mokuba in his arms as he and his partner left.
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Mokuba was more than a little scared as he looked up at the menacing form of Gozabura, or more precisely, the caveman version of the cruel man, a hateful expression on his face. The raven-haired boy had seen that look many times before, whenever he'd done anything even remotely wrong to his adopted father's eye. Typically, such looks were immediately followed by punishments. Mokuba was unsure what he'd done to make Cave-Gozabura angry, but he immediately began to back away, only stopping when his bare back slammed into a rather sharp rock.
Cave-Gozabura continued to approach the boy, but was stopped as a spear planted itself in the ground between the two. Mokuba looked to see a second spear resting in Cave-Seto's very ready hands. The teen growled at his opponent, thrusting the sharp point of his weapon towards the elder man. For his part, Cave-Gozabura grabbed the thrown spear, gesturing menacingly towards Mokuba, the very tip of the spear resting on the center of the boy's naked chest. Cave-Seto's grip loosened on his spear, and immediately regretted it as a fist smashed into his jaw. Cave-Gozabura pressed his advantage, knocking Cave- Seto to the ground and kicking the spear from his hand. The tip of the spear now rested on the young man's chest, ready to skewer the teen. At least, it was before two big hands grabbed Cave-Gozabura by the shoulders, slamming him into the cave wall. The hands were connected to the same bearded man Mokuba had seen earlier, the apparent leader of this tribe, and he did not look at all happy.
While the bearded man yelled at Cave-Gozabura, Cave-Seto made his way over to Mokuba, helping the still scared boy to his feet.
"Mokuba are you all right?" Cave-Seto asked, but in Yugi's voice.
"What?"
"Come on Mokuba, ya gotta wake up, it wasn't dat bad," came the voice of Joey Wheeler.
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"Come on Mokuba, ya gotta wake up, it wasn't dat bad," Joey Wheeler said, lightly slapping Mokuba's face as he attempted to wake his friend up. Yugi was busy getting bandaged by Tea and his Grandfather. Slowly, Mokuba's eyes opened as he regained consciousness.
"I'm awake, you can quit hitting me," the boy weakly said as he pulled himself into a sitting position. "What are you guys doing in my..." Mokuba looked around, realizing how different his surroundings had become. "Wait, this isn't my house... How'd I wind up here?" In response, Yugi began looking at his friends, hoping for some idea of what to tell the younger Kaiba that wouldn't be overly frightening for him to hear. Finally, though, it was Yami who answered, opting for straightforward approach.
"First you were possessed," Yami stated, almost as though it happened everyday.
"What?"
"A spirit took over your body and had you bring it here so you could duel Yugi and win his remaining Exodia cards," Yami said. Mokuba once more felt very weak as he heard this, leaning back against the back of the couch.
"I... I don't remember anything like that. The last thing I remember was being in my room and seeing Yugi walking past my house from my window. Then... nothing."
"I hate to point out the obvious," Solomon Motou said. "But it is dark outside, and going on nine o'clock to boot. I very much doubt Mokuba's elder brother will be as understanding about all of this as he is." Mokuba looked around the Turtle Game Shop.
"So I take it this wasn't caused by a gas line?"
"I'm afraid the spirit that possessed you had some rather... explosive friends," Yami said.
"I'm sorry."
"Relax, it ain't your fault. And Yami chased it off, so it shouldn't be bothering ya, squirt," Joey said.
"For now I think it prudent you return home. If my phone worked I'd offer it to you but..."
"Um... I have a cell phone if you'd like to use it," Ryou said offering the phone to the boy. "It's supposed to be for emergencies, but I guess this would count."
*Yeah, Seto will know what to do about this,* Mokuba thought, dialing his home number.
"Hello," came an elderly female voice.
"Mrs. Carmine? It's Mokuba, I..."
"You're ready to come home now, right? I'll have Lance come and pick you up at Yugi's," the aged housekeeper said.
"Wha...? How'd you know that?"
"Why simple, I got the message you left." Over the phone, Mokuba could hear the gentle sound of paper being unfolding. "'Mrs. Carmine or Seto... Am going to Yugi's, don't be mad Seto. May not be back until after dark... Will call for car if necessary. Mokuba.' Not the best grammar, but it certainly got the point across. Now shall I send the limo?"
"Uhh, yes," Mokuba answered, still a little unsure as to the note's authenticity as he hung up, handing the phone back to Ryou.
"So what's up?"
"Apparently I left a note telling where I would be and what to do if I was late." This statement seemed to surprise the others.
"Well, dat settles it. This has gotta be one of da weirdest belligerent spirits I ever seen. It even provides a way for it's hosts ta get home."
"Hmmm," was the only answer Yami gave. "Mokuba, when you see Seto, please tell him that I will be coming to see him tomorrow."
"Do you think something's gonna happen, Yami?" Yugi asked.
"I'm not sure. But I think the spirit may try again to get those Exodia cards. It's presence at the Kaiba mansion and it's demand for a duel means it was looking for someone able to beat us. No offense Mokuba, but I'm willing to bet that when it couldn't find Seto, it simply settled for you."
(He's wrong... Wrong!!!) came a voice.
"Huh, who said that?" Mokuba asked.
"Who said what?" asked Yami, confused as to what Mokuba had heard that he had not.
"It sounded like someone was... Nevermind. It's absurd." It was at that time that Mokuba heard the sound of a car horn. Lance walked into the shop, carefully stepping over the rubble that had once been the doorway of the Shop.
"Some kinda party you've been having here," Lance said, an eyebrow raising as he surveyed the store.
"We're remodeling and I'm afraid it's a bit of a mess here," Solomon Motou said. "Have a nice night Mokuba."
"Thank you," the boy said as he began to leave. "And sorry again."
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"AHH!" Kiz Retal screamed as he was slammed into the wall by the force of the blast Zoa had hurled at him.
"Did I not warn you not to expect to save yourself simply because you used others to do your dirty work?" Zoa said, a hateful look on his face.
"But it was not my fault," Kiz said, getting to his feet. "No one told me that the wielders of the Millennium Items would become involved. And besides, Zeboim was there as well. He had the brat in his hands and just left." Hearing his name, the giant winged form of the Summoned Skull stepped into the fiery light that illuminated Zoa's throne room.
"Blame me not for your mistakes, spellcaster. Your dishonorable plan was flawed from the start, but I would not allow a mere child to die simply because of your ineptitude."
"MY ineptitude?! Were it not for that Krokodilus and that thrice-damned Pharaoh, Mokuba would be bound for our master and the trap would be set for Seto Kaiba!"
"Excuses, excuses. And to make matters, you deliver this news at dinner time." Zoa walked back to his throne, before which a box had been placed. A shuffling sound could be heard from the box, indicating whatever was in was still alive.
*Apparently, Zoa hasn't killed whoever he kidnapped from the villages,* Kiz thought, hearing the muffled cries from the box. *Filthy fiend, such disgusting creatures.* The Dark-Eyes Illusionist noted the disapproving look on the Summoned Skull's lipless face as well. *Is he as disgusted by this display as me?*
"Now then, you have failed Kiz, but seeing as how you were up against that upstart Pharaoh and his millennium items, I am willing to overlook this and give you another chance," Zoa said, reaching into the box as he stroked his prey. "But fail me again and..." Zoa lowered his head into the box. A horrible sound could be heard as the creature in the box gave a final violent kick before dying. Zoa's head raised, his face now bloody red with the heart he held in his mouth. With a single gulp, Zoa swallowed the organ, smiling a toothy grin as he did so. "I trust you take my point."
"Yes my lord," Kiz said. "I do have one request though..."
"One so perilously close to death should not be so quick to throw around requests... But it could prove entertaining..."
"It is safe to assume your only interest in the younger Kaiba is as bait for his brother. Once the elder Kaiba is in your possession, you'll have little use for Mokuba. Am I right?"
"So far."
"I would like to claim the boy as my reward for delivering his brother..."
"Claim Mokuba," Zoa said, almost as if the very idea of anyone wanting the youngest Kaiba was absurd to the demon. "You want that worthless little brat?" A glowing ball appeared before Zoa
"Yes sir." Mokuba appeared in the orb, as Zoa gazed at what Kiz was asking.
"Such a tender young morsel he is. So pure, yet tainted by life just enough to add spice... Perhaps I should think over relinquishing such a delicious looking meal," Zoa said, a small droplet of saliva coming down his lips as he watched the boy.
*NO!! The blue fool wants to eat the kid! I can't let that happen!* the Dark-Eyes Illusionist thought. "You misunderstand me my lord. I have no wish to steal your... 'treat.' Merely study him."
"Why would you want to study him? The brat is subpar even for a human."
"But he is brother to your "reservoir of power." Perhaps some of that potential has rubbed off on him. I think you agree that a chance at a small boost to my own power is an ample reward for such a titanic, and guaranteed, boost to your powers." Zoa's eyes closed as he considered Kiz's request.
"Very well. Should you succeed in bringing me Seto Kaiba, you may keep Mokuba Kaiba. Fail me..." At this Zoa's eyes opened to glare at the spellcaster. "...And I shall devour both your hearts!"
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Much later that night, Mokuba lay awake in bed, unable to sleep as he tried to recall the day's events.
*What's happening to me?* Mokuba thought to himself. *Why have I been blacking out so much lately? And what's with all these weird dreams?* Mokuba wished his elder brother had not decided to pull an all-nighter at KaibaCorp. Absentmindedly, the boy began scratching his chest. *First Seto yells at me about skipping school, then about sending Jesse to the hospital. Now I'm trying to blow Yugi's home apart for two cards.* The itching on his chest was getting worse. *I keep dreaming about caveman days, and it seems so real, like some distant memory I've forgotten.* The itching refused to go away. *ARRGH!! What's WRONG!?* Angry now, Mokuba reached a hand under his shirt to get a better crack at the stubborn itch, only to be surprised as he felt a raised line in his skin. Carefully, the boy traced his skin, more than a bit surprised to find himself tracing a shape of some sort. Worried now, Mokuba pulled himself out of bed and quietly walked to the bathroom, turning on the light. In front of the large bathroom mirror, the raven haired boy undid the buttons on his pajama top, his eyes widening at what his saw. In the center of his chest, right in his flesh, the shape of an ankh could be seen. Not merely an abstract shape of an ankh either, but a fully and perfectly formed ankh.
"WHA...?" Mokuba's sentence as cut off as a hand clamped over his mouth, his own hand. Before the boy's startled eyes, his own reflection began giving him a smile that was... friendly.
"I guess I should have expected you'd react like that, we weren't much better the first time that thing appeared," the reflection said. Green energy began to sparkle all over the walls of the bathroom. "There now, this room has been completely soundproofed. If you want to scream please do so, we have all the time in the world and I can guarantee no one's gonna interrupt this." Of course by this time, Mokuba had really lost the urge to scream over the shape that had appeared in his chest.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU!?!?" Mokuba screamed, pointing at his reflection, who immediately clamped his hands over his head.
"Yow, you got a real set of lungs on ya, you know that?"
"Oh, that's nothing, you should hear me when I do this... SETO!!! MRS. CARMINE!!!! HEEEELLLLLP!!!!!"
"They're not gonna hear you, you do know that... Besides the fact that this place is soundproof, Seto's still at KaibaCorp and Mrs. Carmine's under a sleeping spell, courtesy of the Invitation to a Deep Sleep card. You could bang the walls and scream bloody murder and no one could hear you."
"Let's put that to the test!" Mokuba said, grabbing objects from the sink, medicine bottles and toothbrush holders as he began to through them against the walls, creating visible dents. Suddenly, he threw a bottle directly at the mirror, hoping to shatter it and rid himself of the reflection. The object was stopped in mid-air by a field of dark energy, which gently placed it back on the sink.
"Now then, I know you're an intelligent boy, you'd have to be. I mean, we're the same person, and I know I can tell the difference between a life and death situation and someone simply trying to talk to me." Still suspicious, Mokuba reluctantly sat down on the edge of the bath tub, looking straight at his reflective doppleganger.
"All right, you wanna talk, I think you need to answer some questions. Who are you?"
"Like I told his royal gamblership, I'm you, or at least a part of you."
"Huh?"
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Bakura lay awake in bed, not the least bit tired. Unfortunately for him, both Ryou and his body were, so there was little he could do to amuse himself.
*Damn weak human body. I'd almost be twice as effective without it.* Bakura thought to himself, glad that Ryou had at least remembered to keep his ring on, thus allowing the Tomb Robber easy access to his body. The problem arose in the fact that as essentially a ghost, he didn't need to sleep. Bakura licked his, or rather Ryou's, lips feeling how parched his throat was. For a few minutes, the Tomb Robber considered waking up his light side to deal with the problem, but of course that brought a new problem; he'd have to talk to Ryou. So, choosing to bypass that little scenario, Bakura opted to get some water himself. Sluggishly the body both shared got out of bed, Bakura's unfriendly features dominating the normally gentle face. Quietly, the dark spirit opened the bedroom door, listening for any sign that Ryou's parents were still up. The last thing he needed was a run in with his "father."
Satisfied the house was asleep, Bakura made his way to the bathroom, quickly getting a cup of water to cure his dry throat. Returning to his room, Bakura began to get a feeling that something was amiss. The white haired spirit looked around the room, his eyes resting on the dresser. His eyes widened as he saw the top drawer was open. Bakura rushed to the dresser, fearfully tossing out the contents of the drawer before yanking it out of it's place, clearly upset. Bakura looked up just in time to see the small, mousy body of a Burglar leap up on the window, it's furry body blending it into the darkness in the dim light. The appearance of the Shadow Realm Monster was not what upset Bakura most however, but what the monster possessed in it's paws. Firmly clutched in the rat monster's claws was Bakura's Millennium Eye, it's smooth golden surface glinting in the moonlight. The Tomb Robber sprinted to the window, his hands racing forward to snatch thief. Bakura proved too slow, however, as Burglar leapt from the window to the tree right outside.
"NO!" Bakura yelled, grabbing his dueling deck from the nightstand. The Millennium Eye still glinted in the moonlight, allowing the ancient Egyptian spirit to see the escaping rat. "Go, White Magical Hat! Help me catch that rat!" Bakura yelled as a man in a white tuxedo, cape and top hat appeared before him. Bakura jumped on the man's back and the two took off after the rat. From rooftop to rooftop the three thieves jumped, the Burglar's small nimble body allowing him to take a large early lead. It soon became apparent that Hat's longer legs were definitely helping him to catch up. Bakura flipped through his deck, searching for something to hold the Burglar. That was when the white-haired Tomb Robber noticed a short figure two roofs away from them. As soon as Burglar made it to the roof the figure stood on, it knelt, offering up it's prize to the creature that was so obviously it's master.
"Excellent work," the figure said in a raspy voice Bakura knew he recognized. Bakura dismounted from his monster, ready to draw a card and take back his eye.
"That happens to be mine. Give it back and I won't be forced to take it from... Mokuba?!" The Tomb Robber was quite surprised to find himself staring at the youngest Kaiba, once more wearing the same bronze armor as before, though now it was covered in several arcane symbols. As before, Mokuba's left arm and right leg were both draped in his normal attire, giving him a slightly off-balance appearance.
"That's funny, we could have sworn this was the same Millennium Item Pegasus used on us," Mokuba said, leaning over to take possession of the item being offered to him. "It matters not to us, we have need of the Millennium Eye for now." Mokuba then nodded to Burglar. "You are free to go little one." At his words, the rat-thief disappeared.
"You shouldn't have done that," Bakura said menacingly. "The rat may not have been much, but he was your ONLY defense against me. White Magical Hat, attack."
"Call off your monster, Bakura, before it's too late," said Mokuba, calmly standing still as the monster approached him. Before the Magical Hat could strike a sword appeared between them, blocking the Hat's cane. The sword then twisted in mid-air, it's tip pointing right at Bakura as it fired, slicing through air as it hit Bakura squarely in the chest. The ghostly form of the Tomb Robber found himself driven from Ryou's body, pinned to thin air by the sword. Helplessly, the ancient spirit struggled against the trap as Ryou's sleeping form began to fall. The teen was caught by the White Magical Hat, who looked back wide-eyed at Mokuba.
"What have you done to me!?" Bakura yelled, raging in a voice no one could hear, no one save his captor.
"Oh relax. This is merely an altered form of the trap card called Life-Force Sword. Instead of taking out one of your cards however, this trap removes your soul for five turns."
[He's gonna be all right, though, right?]
(Don't worry, the effects will wear off after about twelve hours. But there's no need to tell him that. No one can see or hear him and he's not in danger, so let's let him sweat over just what five turns could be the equivalent of.)
"We would suggest you take your master home. We don't think he'll appreciate waking up in unfamiliar surroundings," Mokuba told the White Magical Hat as he turned to leave with his prize. Behind him, the ghostly Bakura continued to hurl threats of unimaginable pain at Mokuba, demanding to be released.
[So where do we go now?]
(Home.)
[But I thought...]
(We're tired and need rest. Plus Seto will be coming home soon. I'd prefer him not asking any uncomfortable questions we can't answer yet. Besides, if we use too much energy, those three meddling nuisances will zero in on us too quickly, and we don't have the energy yet to battle them.) With those thoughts in his mind, Mokuba simply disappeared, teleporting home and leaving a very angry Tomb Robber screaming in silence.
To Be Continued...
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Yeah, I know, neither Malik nor Isis were in this chapter, despite what I said last time. Well this chapter was beginning to run a lot longer than I'd anticipated, so think of this as Part 1. But you gotta admit a lot did happen. So just who is this spirit that seems have taken up residence in Mokuba? What new plan will Kiz come up with to capture Mokuba? How will Yami explain all this to Seto, and will Seto even believe him? You'll have to wait and see next time, and don't forget to read and review.
By Asher Tye
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, I wish I did 'cause then I'd be rich. Since I'm not, suing me would be pointless. Thanks bunches for all the reviews. I can't wait to see the reviews for this chapter.
Summary: Mokuba and Yugi have been kidnapped by the Punished Eagle, on the Dark-Eyes Illusionist's minions. Now it's up to Yami to get the two back, but as his strength begins to fade, will he be able to save his partner?
*_* - Personal Thoughts
/_/ - Yugi to Yami
\_\ - Yami to Yugi
(_) - ????? to Mokuba
[_] - Mokuba to ?????
_ Telepathic communication
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Wind whipped through Yami's hair as he gripped tightly to the back of the Curse of Dragon. The golden monster soared as fast as he could over the city of Domino, trying his best to keep his quarry in sight. Yami was partially regretting his decision to summon his present mount. Curse of Dragon was indeed a powerful flier, but Punished Eagle was simply faster than the snake-like dragon.
And any aerial advantage I can give to Curse will help the eagle as well,* Yami thought, straining to keep sight of the dark purple bird in the waning light.
"Curse of Dragon, Burning Fireball Attack!" Yami yelled. The dragon opened it's mouth wide and released four balls of burning fire. Smoke rose from the bird as the flame breath singed a few of his feathers. Suddenly, the Punished Eagle dropped like a rock from the sky, beginning to maneuver between the tall buildings. Yami and his dragon followed. The need to turn and weave helped to slow down the eagle's flight, but at their current altitude, Yami didn't dare try another fireball attack, lest he miss and destroy the city.
*Now what am I supposed to do?*
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Yugi was quite surprised to find himself suspended a few hundred feet in the air, his small body gripped tightly in the talons of a giant bird. The boy looked over at the Punished Eagle's other claw to see Mokuba, out cold, hanging limply from the eagle's claws. Yugi began to squirm between the bird's toes, trying to free himself from the iron grip that imprisoned him. Behind them, Yugi could just make out the golden shape of the Curse of Dragon pursuing them, no doubt Yami's doing. Yugi's eyes opened wide as he saw four balls of fire fly past him. This was immediately followed by the Punished Eagle quickly dropping from the sky.
"Woah," Yugi said as he watched the eagle begin to maneuver between the tall buildings, obviously using the city to prevent Yami from attacking again. Finally, the boy was able to free himself from the bird's talons, gripping hard to the scaly skin to keep from being blown away. "Okay, first task is to get this bird to land. If I can get up to it's head, maybe I can cover it's eyes with my jacket, force it to the ground."
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The activity on the bird's foot did not go unnoticed by Yami on back of the Curse of Dragon.
*Yugi what are you trying to do, get yourself killed?* Suddenly, the Punished Eagle flew straight towards one of the skyscrapers. *What is he...? Oh, no!!* A high-pitched cry escaped from the beak of the Punished Eagle, generating a sonic wave that struck the building like a sledgehammer. Immediately the towering structure began to crack and fall, threatening to flatten everything in it's path.
"Blast! Curse of Dragon, take us back!" Yami commanded as the golden serpent circled around. Yami reached into his deck, pulling forth two cards. "Go, Giant Soldiers of Stone. Grab the building!" Immediately, two rock giants appeared, grabbing the sides of the building as they attempted keep the structure from falling.
"Time Seal!" came another voice the building froze in place. Yami looked up to find Shadi hanging from the tail of a Petite Dragon. "That should hold the building. Now we have more important things to deal with," Shadi said as he landed on the back of the Curse of Dragon, much to the reptile's irritation.
"Right," Yami said as he searched for the Punished Eagle. The bird had been able to put a great deal of distance between itself and Yami. "Curse of Dragon, GO!" The serpentine dragon's wings angled to pick up speed as they gave chase. That was when Yami noticed a shadowy figure running and leaping across the tops of buildings, also chasing after the monstrous eagle.
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Yugi had finally made it to the back of the bird, his skin burning as wind whipped at his face. Carefully the teen made his way up the eagle's back, hoping that none of the feathers he grabbed gave way. More than once did he wind up pulling out a handful of feathers, only saving himself barely. Finally, he reached the neck.
*Excellent,* Yugi thought as he took off his jacket, putting it in his mouth as he continued. Suddenly, Punished Eagle's head turned as he spotted the spiky haired human. Before Yugi could do anything the giant bird's head shook, throwing the boy off.
"Yugi!" Yami called from his perch aboard the Curse of Dragon, preparing to draw a card to save his partner. This proved unnecessary, however, as someone else intervened instead. Yugi found himself gripped tightly in the muscular reptilian arms of a Krokodilus as it leaped for the back of the bird, digging it's claws into the feathered flesh as it landed. Yugi grabbed two handfuls of feathers as the beast warrior moved down the bird's back quickly, using it's claws to keep itself from being shaken off by the aggravated bird. Soon the lizardman was on the Punished Eagle's leg right above the still unconscious Mokuba. In Krokodilus's right hand a dark shape appeared, resolving itself into a Sword of the Deep-Seated. A wicked slash severed the Eagle's foot, sending it, and Mokuba, falling to the ground.
"Mokuba!" Yugi called, watching helplessly as his friend tumbled through the air. On the back of the Curse of Dragon, both Shadi and Yami prepared to draw from their respective decks.
"Wing Dragon Guardian of... What?!" Both duelists were stopped in their tracks as they saw a pair of white clawed hands caught the boy in mid-air, hands belonging to the none other than the Summoned Skull. The great horned demon glanced up at the Punished Eagle, a look of disgust on his skinless face. Wounded though he was, the Punished Eagle was not yet ready to surrender his prey, swooping towards the interloper. He was unprepared for Yugi's jacket to suddenly wrap around his head. Blinded the bird rocked and bucked in mid-air, throwing the teen from it's back. Yami was ready, however, grabbing his partner and pulling him onto the Curse of Dragon. Summoned Skull landed on the roof of a nearby building, gently laying his sleeping charge on the cement before rising in the air again and disappearing.
"Curse of Dragon, Flame Stream Punished Eagle!" Yami yelled as Shadi pulled a card of his own.
"Shadow Spell!" the young Egyptian called as chains erupted from the ground below, wrapping and binding the Punished Eagle holding it in place to be destroyed by the golden dragon's flame breath.
"Finally, now we've gotta make sure Mokuba's all right," Yugi said.
"Curse of Dragon, land," Yami commanded, and the serpentine dragon, exhausted from the weight on it's back, gladly landed, returning to it's dormant card state. Yugi ran over to his fallen friend glad to find him still breathing. Yami turned to Shadi.
"Thank you for helping me rescue them, I wasn't sure anyone would be able to make it," said Yami, offering his hand to the tomb guardian. Shadi ignored the hand.
"I'm far more interested in finding out why so many shadow monsters seem to be interested in a mere child."
"I'd lay odds that it has something to do with that spirit that possessed him earlier," Yugi said. "It's a pity we chased it off."
"Regardless, it would be wise for me to perform a soul search on him. Perhaps the spirit left some clue as to it's identity. That being said, the boy shall come with me." Shadi moved to collect Mokuba, only to be stopped by Yugi.
"Shadi, Mokuba needs to go home. I somehow doubt Kaiba would approve of you carrying off his brother for who knows how long."
"That doesn't matter. Whatever secrets this boy possesses could be of vital importance." Shadi soon found himself being blocked by Yami as well. "You intend on making this difficult for me, don't you."
"If you wish to speak with the boy, I would suggest you first get his guardian's permission. Otherwise, he is simply an innocent, and falls well outside any jurisdiction you may have," Yami said, gathering Mokuba in his arms as he and his partner left.
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Mokuba was more than a little scared as he looked up at the menacing form of Gozabura, or more precisely, the caveman version of the cruel man, a hateful expression on his face. The raven-haired boy had seen that look many times before, whenever he'd done anything even remotely wrong to his adopted father's eye. Typically, such looks were immediately followed by punishments. Mokuba was unsure what he'd done to make Cave-Gozabura angry, but he immediately began to back away, only stopping when his bare back slammed into a rather sharp rock.
Cave-Gozabura continued to approach the boy, but was stopped as a spear planted itself in the ground between the two. Mokuba looked to see a second spear resting in Cave-Seto's very ready hands. The teen growled at his opponent, thrusting the sharp point of his weapon towards the elder man. For his part, Cave-Gozabura grabbed the thrown spear, gesturing menacingly towards Mokuba, the very tip of the spear resting on the center of the boy's naked chest. Cave-Seto's grip loosened on his spear, and immediately regretted it as a fist smashed into his jaw. Cave-Gozabura pressed his advantage, knocking Cave- Seto to the ground and kicking the spear from his hand. The tip of the spear now rested on the young man's chest, ready to skewer the teen. At least, it was before two big hands grabbed Cave-Gozabura by the shoulders, slamming him into the cave wall. The hands were connected to the same bearded man Mokuba had seen earlier, the apparent leader of this tribe, and he did not look at all happy.
While the bearded man yelled at Cave-Gozabura, Cave-Seto made his way over to Mokuba, helping the still scared boy to his feet.
"Mokuba are you all right?" Cave-Seto asked, but in Yugi's voice.
"What?"
"Come on Mokuba, ya gotta wake up, it wasn't dat bad," came the voice of Joey Wheeler.
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"Come on Mokuba, ya gotta wake up, it wasn't dat bad," Joey Wheeler said, lightly slapping Mokuba's face as he attempted to wake his friend up. Yugi was busy getting bandaged by Tea and his Grandfather. Slowly, Mokuba's eyes opened as he regained consciousness.
"I'm awake, you can quit hitting me," the boy weakly said as he pulled himself into a sitting position. "What are you guys doing in my..." Mokuba looked around, realizing how different his surroundings had become. "Wait, this isn't my house... How'd I wind up here?" In response, Yugi began looking at his friends, hoping for some idea of what to tell the younger Kaiba that wouldn't be overly frightening for him to hear. Finally, though, it was Yami who answered, opting for straightforward approach.
"First you were possessed," Yami stated, almost as though it happened everyday.
"What?"
"A spirit took over your body and had you bring it here so you could duel Yugi and win his remaining Exodia cards," Yami said. Mokuba once more felt very weak as he heard this, leaning back against the back of the couch.
"I... I don't remember anything like that. The last thing I remember was being in my room and seeing Yugi walking past my house from my window. Then... nothing."
"I hate to point out the obvious," Solomon Motou said. "But it is dark outside, and going on nine o'clock to boot. I very much doubt Mokuba's elder brother will be as understanding about all of this as he is." Mokuba looked around the Turtle Game Shop.
"So I take it this wasn't caused by a gas line?"
"I'm afraid the spirit that possessed you had some rather... explosive friends," Yami said.
"I'm sorry."
"Relax, it ain't your fault. And Yami chased it off, so it shouldn't be bothering ya, squirt," Joey said.
"For now I think it prudent you return home. If my phone worked I'd offer it to you but..."
"Um... I have a cell phone if you'd like to use it," Ryou said offering the phone to the boy. "It's supposed to be for emergencies, but I guess this would count."
*Yeah, Seto will know what to do about this,* Mokuba thought, dialing his home number.
"Hello," came an elderly female voice.
"Mrs. Carmine? It's Mokuba, I..."
"You're ready to come home now, right? I'll have Lance come and pick you up at Yugi's," the aged housekeeper said.
"Wha...? How'd you know that?"
"Why simple, I got the message you left." Over the phone, Mokuba could hear the gentle sound of paper being unfolding. "'Mrs. Carmine or Seto... Am going to Yugi's, don't be mad Seto. May not be back until after dark... Will call for car if necessary. Mokuba.' Not the best grammar, but it certainly got the point across. Now shall I send the limo?"
"Uhh, yes," Mokuba answered, still a little unsure as to the note's authenticity as he hung up, handing the phone back to Ryou.
"So what's up?"
"Apparently I left a note telling where I would be and what to do if I was late." This statement seemed to surprise the others.
"Well, dat settles it. This has gotta be one of da weirdest belligerent spirits I ever seen. It even provides a way for it's hosts ta get home."
"Hmmm," was the only answer Yami gave. "Mokuba, when you see Seto, please tell him that I will be coming to see him tomorrow."
"Do you think something's gonna happen, Yami?" Yugi asked.
"I'm not sure. But I think the spirit may try again to get those Exodia cards. It's presence at the Kaiba mansion and it's demand for a duel means it was looking for someone able to beat us. No offense Mokuba, but I'm willing to bet that when it couldn't find Seto, it simply settled for you."
(He's wrong... Wrong!!!) came a voice.
"Huh, who said that?" Mokuba asked.
"Who said what?" asked Yami, confused as to what Mokuba had heard that he had not.
"It sounded like someone was... Nevermind. It's absurd." It was at that time that Mokuba heard the sound of a car horn. Lance walked into the shop, carefully stepping over the rubble that had once been the doorway of the Shop.
"Some kinda party you've been having here," Lance said, an eyebrow raising as he surveyed the store.
"We're remodeling and I'm afraid it's a bit of a mess here," Solomon Motou said. "Have a nice night Mokuba."
"Thank you," the boy said as he began to leave. "And sorry again."
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"AHH!" Kiz Retal screamed as he was slammed into the wall by the force of the blast Zoa had hurled at him.
"Did I not warn you not to expect to save yourself simply because you used others to do your dirty work?" Zoa said, a hateful look on his face.
"But it was not my fault," Kiz said, getting to his feet. "No one told me that the wielders of the Millennium Items would become involved. And besides, Zeboim was there as well. He had the brat in his hands and just left." Hearing his name, the giant winged form of the Summoned Skull stepped into the fiery light that illuminated Zoa's throne room.
"Blame me not for your mistakes, spellcaster. Your dishonorable plan was flawed from the start, but I would not allow a mere child to die simply because of your ineptitude."
"MY ineptitude?! Were it not for that Krokodilus and that thrice-damned Pharaoh, Mokuba would be bound for our master and the trap would be set for Seto Kaiba!"
"Excuses, excuses. And to make matters, you deliver this news at dinner time." Zoa walked back to his throne, before which a box had been placed. A shuffling sound could be heard from the box, indicating whatever was in was still alive.
*Apparently, Zoa hasn't killed whoever he kidnapped from the villages,* Kiz thought, hearing the muffled cries from the box. *Filthy fiend, such disgusting creatures.* The Dark-Eyes Illusionist noted the disapproving look on the Summoned Skull's lipless face as well. *Is he as disgusted by this display as me?*
"Now then, you have failed Kiz, but seeing as how you were up against that upstart Pharaoh and his millennium items, I am willing to overlook this and give you another chance," Zoa said, reaching into the box as he stroked his prey. "But fail me again and..." Zoa lowered his head into the box. A horrible sound could be heard as the creature in the box gave a final violent kick before dying. Zoa's head raised, his face now bloody red with the heart he held in his mouth. With a single gulp, Zoa swallowed the organ, smiling a toothy grin as he did so. "I trust you take my point."
"Yes my lord," Kiz said. "I do have one request though..."
"One so perilously close to death should not be so quick to throw around requests... But it could prove entertaining..."
"It is safe to assume your only interest in the younger Kaiba is as bait for his brother. Once the elder Kaiba is in your possession, you'll have little use for Mokuba. Am I right?"
"So far."
"I would like to claim the boy as my reward for delivering his brother..."
"Claim Mokuba," Zoa said, almost as if the very idea of anyone wanting the youngest Kaiba was absurd to the demon. "You want that worthless little brat?" A glowing ball appeared before Zoa
"Yes sir." Mokuba appeared in the orb, as Zoa gazed at what Kiz was asking.
"Such a tender young morsel he is. So pure, yet tainted by life just enough to add spice... Perhaps I should think over relinquishing such a delicious looking meal," Zoa said, a small droplet of saliva coming down his lips as he watched the boy.
*NO!! The blue fool wants to eat the kid! I can't let that happen!* the Dark-Eyes Illusionist thought. "You misunderstand me my lord. I have no wish to steal your... 'treat.' Merely study him."
"Why would you want to study him? The brat is subpar even for a human."
"But he is brother to your "reservoir of power." Perhaps some of that potential has rubbed off on him. I think you agree that a chance at a small boost to my own power is an ample reward for such a titanic, and guaranteed, boost to your powers." Zoa's eyes closed as he considered Kiz's request.
"Very well. Should you succeed in bringing me Seto Kaiba, you may keep Mokuba Kaiba. Fail me..." At this Zoa's eyes opened to glare at the spellcaster. "...And I shall devour both your hearts!"
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Much later that night, Mokuba lay awake in bed, unable to sleep as he tried to recall the day's events.
*What's happening to me?* Mokuba thought to himself. *Why have I been blacking out so much lately? And what's with all these weird dreams?* Mokuba wished his elder brother had not decided to pull an all-nighter at KaibaCorp. Absentmindedly, the boy began scratching his chest. *First Seto yells at me about skipping school, then about sending Jesse to the hospital. Now I'm trying to blow Yugi's home apart for two cards.* The itching on his chest was getting worse. *I keep dreaming about caveman days, and it seems so real, like some distant memory I've forgotten.* The itching refused to go away. *ARRGH!! What's WRONG!?* Angry now, Mokuba reached a hand under his shirt to get a better crack at the stubborn itch, only to be surprised as he felt a raised line in his skin. Carefully, the boy traced his skin, more than a bit surprised to find himself tracing a shape of some sort. Worried now, Mokuba pulled himself out of bed and quietly walked to the bathroom, turning on the light. In front of the large bathroom mirror, the raven haired boy undid the buttons on his pajama top, his eyes widening at what his saw. In the center of his chest, right in his flesh, the shape of an ankh could be seen. Not merely an abstract shape of an ankh either, but a fully and perfectly formed ankh.
"WHA...?" Mokuba's sentence as cut off as a hand clamped over his mouth, his own hand. Before the boy's startled eyes, his own reflection began giving him a smile that was... friendly.
"I guess I should have expected you'd react like that, we weren't much better the first time that thing appeared," the reflection said. Green energy began to sparkle all over the walls of the bathroom. "There now, this room has been completely soundproofed. If you want to scream please do so, we have all the time in the world and I can guarantee no one's gonna interrupt this." Of course by this time, Mokuba had really lost the urge to scream over the shape that had appeared in his chest.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU!?!?" Mokuba screamed, pointing at his reflection, who immediately clamped his hands over his head.
"Yow, you got a real set of lungs on ya, you know that?"
"Oh, that's nothing, you should hear me when I do this... SETO!!! MRS. CARMINE!!!! HEEEELLLLLP!!!!!"
"They're not gonna hear you, you do know that... Besides the fact that this place is soundproof, Seto's still at KaibaCorp and Mrs. Carmine's under a sleeping spell, courtesy of the Invitation to a Deep Sleep card. You could bang the walls and scream bloody murder and no one could hear you."
"Let's put that to the test!" Mokuba said, grabbing objects from the sink, medicine bottles and toothbrush holders as he began to through them against the walls, creating visible dents. Suddenly, he threw a bottle directly at the mirror, hoping to shatter it and rid himself of the reflection. The object was stopped in mid-air by a field of dark energy, which gently placed it back on the sink.
"Now then, I know you're an intelligent boy, you'd have to be. I mean, we're the same person, and I know I can tell the difference between a life and death situation and someone simply trying to talk to me." Still suspicious, Mokuba reluctantly sat down on the edge of the bath tub, looking straight at his reflective doppleganger.
"All right, you wanna talk, I think you need to answer some questions. Who are you?"
"Like I told his royal gamblership, I'm you, or at least a part of you."
"Huh?"
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Bakura lay awake in bed, not the least bit tired. Unfortunately for him, both Ryou and his body were, so there was little he could do to amuse himself.
*Damn weak human body. I'd almost be twice as effective without it.* Bakura thought to himself, glad that Ryou had at least remembered to keep his ring on, thus allowing the Tomb Robber easy access to his body. The problem arose in the fact that as essentially a ghost, he didn't need to sleep. Bakura licked his, or rather Ryou's, lips feeling how parched his throat was. For a few minutes, the Tomb Robber considered waking up his light side to deal with the problem, but of course that brought a new problem; he'd have to talk to Ryou. So, choosing to bypass that little scenario, Bakura opted to get some water himself. Sluggishly the body both shared got out of bed, Bakura's unfriendly features dominating the normally gentle face. Quietly, the dark spirit opened the bedroom door, listening for any sign that Ryou's parents were still up. The last thing he needed was a run in with his "father."
Satisfied the house was asleep, Bakura made his way to the bathroom, quickly getting a cup of water to cure his dry throat. Returning to his room, Bakura began to get a feeling that something was amiss. The white haired spirit looked around the room, his eyes resting on the dresser. His eyes widened as he saw the top drawer was open. Bakura rushed to the dresser, fearfully tossing out the contents of the drawer before yanking it out of it's place, clearly upset. Bakura looked up just in time to see the small, mousy body of a Burglar leap up on the window, it's furry body blending it into the darkness in the dim light. The appearance of the Shadow Realm Monster was not what upset Bakura most however, but what the monster possessed in it's paws. Firmly clutched in the rat monster's claws was Bakura's Millennium Eye, it's smooth golden surface glinting in the moonlight. The Tomb Robber sprinted to the window, his hands racing forward to snatch thief. Bakura proved too slow, however, as Burglar leapt from the window to the tree right outside.
"NO!" Bakura yelled, grabbing his dueling deck from the nightstand. The Millennium Eye still glinted in the moonlight, allowing the ancient Egyptian spirit to see the escaping rat. "Go, White Magical Hat! Help me catch that rat!" Bakura yelled as a man in a white tuxedo, cape and top hat appeared before him. Bakura jumped on the man's back and the two took off after the rat. From rooftop to rooftop the three thieves jumped, the Burglar's small nimble body allowing him to take a large early lead. It soon became apparent that Hat's longer legs were definitely helping him to catch up. Bakura flipped through his deck, searching for something to hold the Burglar. That was when the white-haired Tomb Robber noticed a short figure two roofs away from them. As soon as Burglar made it to the roof the figure stood on, it knelt, offering up it's prize to the creature that was so obviously it's master.
"Excellent work," the figure said in a raspy voice Bakura knew he recognized. Bakura dismounted from his monster, ready to draw a card and take back his eye.
"That happens to be mine. Give it back and I won't be forced to take it from... Mokuba?!" The Tomb Robber was quite surprised to find himself staring at the youngest Kaiba, once more wearing the same bronze armor as before, though now it was covered in several arcane symbols. As before, Mokuba's left arm and right leg were both draped in his normal attire, giving him a slightly off-balance appearance.
"That's funny, we could have sworn this was the same Millennium Item Pegasus used on us," Mokuba said, leaning over to take possession of the item being offered to him. "It matters not to us, we have need of the Millennium Eye for now." Mokuba then nodded to Burglar. "You are free to go little one." At his words, the rat-thief disappeared.
"You shouldn't have done that," Bakura said menacingly. "The rat may not have been much, but he was your ONLY defense against me. White Magical Hat, attack."
"Call off your monster, Bakura, before it's too late," said Mokuba, calmly standing still as the monster approached him. Before the Magical Hat could strike a sword appeared between them, blocking the Hat's cane. The sword then twisted in mid-air, it's tip pointing right at Bakura as it fired, slicing through air as it hit Bakura squarely in the chest. The ghostly form of the Tomb Robber found himself driven from Ryou's body, pinned to thin air by the sword. Helplessly, the ancient spirit struggled against the trap as Ryou's sleeping form began to fall. The teen was caught by the White Magical Hat, who looked back wide-eyed at Mokuba.
"What have you done to me!?" Bakura yelled, raging in a voice no one could hear, no one save his captor.
"Oh relax. This is merely an altered form of the trap card called Life-Force Sword. Instead of taking out one of your cards however, this trap removes your soul for five turns."
[He's gonna be all right, though, right?]
(Don't worry, the effects will wear off after about twelve hours. But there's no need to tell him that. No one can see or hear him and he's not in danger, so let's let him sweat over just what five turns could be the equivalent of.)
"We would suggest you take your master home. We don't think he'll appreciate waking up in unfamiliar surroundings," Mokuba told the White Magical Hat as he turned to leave with his prize. Behind him, the ghostly Bakura continued to hurl threats of unimaginable pain at Mokuba, demanding to be released.
[So where do we go now?]
(Home.)
[But I thought...]
(We're tired and need rest. Plus Seto will be coming home soon. I'd prefer him not asking any uncomfortable questions we can't answer yet. Besides, if we use too much energy, those three meddling nuisances will zero in on us too quickly, and we don't have the energy yet to battle them.) With those thoughts in his mind, Mokuba simply disappeared, teleporting home and leaving a very angry Tomb Robber screaming in silence.
To Be Continued...
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Yeah, I know, neither Malik nor Isis were in this chapter, despite what I said last time. Well this chapter was beginning to run a lot longer than I'd anticipated, so think of this as Part 1. But you gotta admit a lot did happen. So just who is this spirit that seems have taken up residence in Mokuba? What new plan will Kiz come up with to capture Mokuba? How will Yami explain all this to Seto, and will Seto even believe him? You'll have to wait and see next time, and don't forget to read and review.