Disclaimer: I still don't own. Sorry.

Tasmin Witherspoon had had enough. She was tired of being Gozabura Kaiba's pretty little doll. One way or another, she had to fix everything.

From what she could see, that meant Gozabura Kaiba's death.

Not that she was vengeful or spiteful or anything. Of course not.

Her hand rested on her stomach and she winced. I don't want it! I don't want to bear his child... God, I didn't even want to bear Seto's! Why do I have to do this? Why is this happening to me

The answer, as usual, was bitter and immediate. Because Father didn't give a damn about you. He knew what he was sending you into and he didn't give a damn

She curled up on the couch and sighed softly. Mokuba should be home from school soon. Then she could go over and see Seto.

Since she had started to show in her pregnancy, Gozabura had begun taking her back to Seto. She knew why, too. He simply wanted to gloat to his adopted son that, once again, Gozabura had taken something from him. It was something that deeply ashamed her, and she was determined to right everything, even if it meant her own death.

Which, with Gozabura's power and influence, wasn't an unlikely thing.

"Neechan?"

She slowly sat up and smiled at Mokuba as he walked into the room. "Hello, lad... Did you have a good day at school?"

"Oh, it was ok..." Mokuba sat down and immediately cuddled up to her. "Are you feeling better?"

Tasmin forced her expression to remain pleasant. "Oh, much better, yes, of course..."

Mokuba winced. "Sorry... Stupid question."

Tasmin remained silent. Once upon a time, she would've responded with "There are no stupid questions, just stupid people."

But that was a long time ago. Back before Gozabura. Back when she still had her strength. Now, there wasn't much left of her spirit. What was left of it was focused on freeing Seto.

She had to get that Rod thing in Gozabura's office to Seto. That was all she knew. She'd held it once, when Gozabura had taken it from the asylum. It had felt as if something was crawling around inside her head. She'd let go quickly, dropping it with a yelp. She'd tried to tell Gozabura what she had felt, and had been punished for making up lies.

She was punished for an awful lot nowadays. It seemed like he just liked to hurt her. Then again, that wouldn't surprise her.

She closed her eyes and just rested on the couch, cuddling Mokuba as if he were her own personal teddy bear. She remembered that strange crawling feeling and shivered. Even now, it felt like someone else was sharing her mind, someone else was seeing her past. She slipped into a doze, and began to have vauge image-flashes. Some were familiar. Some were most definitely not.

"You've got to stay strong, Tas... just be yourself, all right? I can't stay here anymore..."

Long stretches of pale dunes, falling away to a river as green as a cat's eye...

"Afraid of the dark, little sister? Poor thing, we'll help you get used to it..."

"You will always be less than the Pharaoh."

"You're going to learn quickly that I get what I want, girl."

"Do you think that you're truly better than me? You're about to learn differently."

"What sort... of sick fuck... has a torture chamber... next to his office?"
"I do. And I enjoy having it."

He lost, his world shattered... He truly was second to the Pharaoh...

She waited and waited, but her period never came, and she watched in horror as her stomach slowly grew day by day...

Darkness and cold and fear and darkdarkdark forever...

Tasmin shook her head violently and blinked. Mokuba had been yanking on her arm. "Neechan? Why did you go to Father's office?"

Tasmin blinked some more and shook her head. "I... I'm not sure... I was dreaming... My memories... and someone else's..." She moved forward and looked around.

The object that the nurse had said was called the Millennium Rod was in a case in Gozabura's office. The case was shattered, the Rod was glowing with a light that was not natural.

Transfixed, Tasmin moved over and picked up the Rod. Her eyes unfocused and glazed over as she headed for the door.

Mokuba blinked and ran after her. "Neechan? Neechan! Tasmin! Where are we going?"

Tasmin's voice was oddly blank. "To Hikari."

Mokuba blinked, blinked again, then hurried after her. "Wait- wait, neechan, wait for me!"

A/N: Yeah... I didn't expect anyone to actually like my fics... this was supposed to be a one-shot, but people wanted more, so... well... I hope they like it... : shifty eyes:

Dark Magician Girl/Hikaru: Thank you for reviewing! Here's the more you want... Since, well, you asked so nicely. : shifty eyes:

nicole-purple: Bah! You live next to me, Marik... I know where you live...

And thanks to everyone who reveiwed "White Flag". It's just a one-shot, which I've not put a notice of, sorry I didn't do that earlier... but yeah! Thanks again!

...oh, and review, please? I have horrible self-esteem and reviews help so much... : nods: