Ishizu was still sitting in Shayla's room with the blind girl. Ishizu was composing herself. Shayla, however, was still in a state of shock and had not yet even said a word. She had stopped crying, simply because there were no tears left.
"Shayla, child, are you okay?" Ishizu asked, trying to urge her into conversation. But still Shayla said nothing. Ishizu sat down next to her, placing an arm around her shoulder. "Shayla? Do you even hear me?" No answer. Everyone else had gotten frustrated with trying to get a response out of her, but Ishizu had far more patience than they did.
"Shayla, please, just say something," said Ishizu, quietly. "We're all worried about you."
Shayla slowly let out a breath and raised her head a few inches, "I can hear them screaming…"
"What?" asked Ishizu, more than a bit surprised.
"The ones he is holding prisoner in his mind," said Shayla, distantly. "There used to be three voices, but now there is only two…" With that she fell silent again.
"Do you mean…those souls that my brother's dark half is hurting?" asked Ishizu. But Shayla did not answer. Try as she might, Ishizu could not get another word out of the blind girl.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"None of these fools know where Obelisk the Tormentor is!" fumed Yami Marik as his search for the remaining god card continued to turn up nothing. "I must find that card in order to make the world mine! But where can it be? It must be on this ship somewhere!"
He continued to roam the halls, looking for more victims and trying to locate the missing god card.
"Perhaps my search would be easier if I claimed the remaining Millennial Items," he thought. "The Millennial Scales would certainly help find out who is hiding Obelisk. But claiming them will take valuable time!"
He turned down another hallway. "There is another way to increase my power, and that is by disposing of these fools. As I destroy them, my own strength increases. And I know just where to start! That fool Odion! He's the only one who ever posed a threat to me! Wait…" Yami Marik laughed. "He is no longer a threat! He cannot force my other side to take control, because that side is dead!" He laughed again.
"No, I must focus. Obelisk is my priority, and I know someone on this ship has it. But I have already searched the minds of Yu-Gi's closest friends and they don't have it!" He paused. "I know. Seto Kaiba must have it. He has been obsessed with power from the beginning, though he doesn't know the true strength of the god cards. I bet he stole Obelisk back the moment the pharaoh was unconscious." He turned down a different corridor. "I'm coming to claim what is mine, Seto Kaiba."
Seto Kaiba's room wasn't hard to find. He had chosen the most private one. 'Do not enter' signs were placed on the double doors that surrounded his room. Yami Marik ignored the signs and entered the hall that Kaiba's room was on. He found Kaiba's room easy. It still had the large #1 on it, marking it as a finalist's room.
Yami Marik tried to doorknob, but it was locked. That wasn't near enough to stop him. He stepped back and raised the Millennial Rod. The blast blew the door off of its hinges. Yami Marik stepped through the shattered doorframe.
This room was one of the largest on the ship. It was cozy as well as spacious. But Seto Kaiba was not in it. However, someone else was.
"What…Oh no!" gasped Mokuba Kaiba.
"Where is Seto Kaiba?" asked Yami Marik in an ice-cold tone.
"What do you want with my brother?" asked Mokuba, was slowly backing further into the room.
Yami Marik's eyes narrowed. Then an idea hit him, "This boy is Seto Kaiba's one weakness. I can use him to manipulate Kaiba into giving my Obelisk."
"Get out of here before Seto finds you!" yelled Mokuba, trying to sound brave.
"He was the one I was hoping to talk to," smirked Yami Marik, pulling out the Millennial Rod. "I want Obelisk the Tormentor."
"Well, it's not here so get out!" snapped Mokuba. He knew there was little he could do against Yami Marik, but Mokuba had never been one to give up.
"Not without the third god card, and you're going to help me get it," replied Yami Marik, evilly. "Because I know Kaiba will do anything for you, even hand over the remaining god card." He took a step towards Mokuba.
WHAM! Something hit Yami Marik from behind. It hurt, but it wasn't near enough to stop the evil spirit. He turned around. Seto Kaiba was standing in the broken doorway, holding a piece of wooden that had once been part of the door.
"Stay away from my brother!" growled Kaiba.
"Seto!" exclaimed Mokuba happily.
"Mokuba, stand back and the first chance you get, run!" ordered Kaiba, who was glaring at Yami Marik.
"You're the one I'm primarily interested in," replied Yami Marik. "Where is Obelisk the Tormentor?"
"That card is none of your concern," spat Kaiba. Both were sizing each other up.
"You couldn't possibly understand the power of the god cards combined with the Millennial Items!" retorted Yami Marik, raising the rod and aiming the head of it at Kaiba. "Allow me to show you!"
He drew out the power of the rod that he had used against Tristan, Téa, and Duke. There was a flash of light from the Millennial Item as it began to work.
CRASH! Instead of hitting Kaiba, the beam of light swerved off and blasted another chunk out of the doorframe. Kaiba ducked as splinters showered down on him.
"What is this?!" thought Yami Marik, frantically. "The Millennial Rod refuses to harm Seto Kaiba! How can this be?! Can it be his connection to the past…?"
"Nice trick," glowered Kaiba. "Let me show you one of my own, Marik!" Trying to distract Yami Marik long enough to let Mokuba run for it, he charged him. Kaiba aimed a punch at Yami Marik's gut, but he dodged it.
"You are a fool if you think you can beat me!" growled Yami Marik.
"Watch me!" Kaiba retorted, aiming another punch.
Yami Marik dodged this one too. Knowing that his Millennial Item was no long reliable, he swung a punch of his own. Kaiba threw his fist out of the way and landed a punch in Yami Marik's stomach. Yami Marik staggered back a few feet, the wind knocked out of him.
"You will regret that!" Yami Marik growled, now furious. He unsheathed the razor edge of the Millennial Rod.
Kaiba looked a bit wary now. Though he didn't believe in magic, he could tell a knife when he saw one. Yami Marik charged him. Kaiba jerked backwards and to the left and Yami Marik's attack missed. As he stepped passed Kaiba, Kaiba turned his right leg out, forcing Yami Marik to stumble over it.
They turned and faced each other again. Mokuba was cringing in the back of the room, unable to get passed them to the exit.
"You are trying my patience!" Yami Marik shouted.
"I know what you did," Kaiba countered. "You killed Téa. I've already radioed ahead. The police are ready to arrest you the moment we land, Marik."
"You'll be dead by then! And the power of the world will be mine!"
"You're insane!"
Yami Marik replied with another blast from his rod. But this one, like the first, swerved off of its target and blew a large hole in the wall. Kaiba looked over his shoulder, making sure his younger brother was unharmed. In that moment, Yami Marik attacked again, this time the Millennial Rod was point forward.
"Seto!" cried Mokuba.
Kaiba turned as Yami Marik brought him arm down. Kaiba reacted out of pure instinct. He reached at the air and managed to grab the Millennial Rod. He had gripped the blade and blood was dripping from his hand, but it was better than being stabbed. He brought his uninjured hand over and gripped the Millennial Rod above the blade.
"Let go!" demanded Yami Marik.
"Dream on!" spat Kaiba.
A tug-o-war developed between the two of them over the Millennial Rod. The rod cracked with power, unable to harm either of those holding it. It lashed out at inanimate objects around the room.
With a burst of strength, Kaiba wretched the Millennial Rod away from Yami Marik.
"That's mine!" bellowed Yami Marik.
He charged Kaiba, determined to get the rod back. Kaiba braced himself, ready to fight. He swung a punch at Yami Marik, but Yami Marik dodged it and quickly circled behind Kaiba. Yami Marik aimed an attack of his own. Kaiba swung back, blindly trying to defend himself.
Seto never felt the punch come so he quickly turned around to face Yami Marik. Yami Marik was doubled over, his eyes wide in pain. Kaiba gasped and backed up. When he had swung around to defend himself, he had driven the point of the Millennial Rod into Yami Marik's stomach and up into his lungs.
With a mangled gasp, Yami Marik slid to the ground. Kaiba took a step back, more than stunned by what he unknowingly did.
"Seto!" exclaimed Mokuba, hurrying over.
"Stay back Mokuba," urged Kaiba, never taking his eyes off of Yami Marik.
"Is he…?" asked Mokuba.
Yami Marik's eyes slid shut. His hair fell flat. In death, he looked like good Marik once again.
Kaiba placed a hand around Mokuba and turned him away, shielding him from the sight. Kaiba was still horrified at what he had done, even thought it was self-defense in the middle of the fight.
"Let's go Mokuba," said Kaiba, leading his brother from the room. "I'll call the medical staff to deal with this…"