Disclaimer: Do I own Y-G-O???? Hehehehehe, I don't think so. (^_^)
Zoeygirl: Hey there! Well this fict started off somewhat abruptly so I'm gonna rush things and put a little more detail. Um the final and last chapter to my other fict should be out by the weekend so yep! (^_^) Enjoy!
Oh and thank ya for your reviews! Its nice to know where this is sort of going! (^_^)
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Tea trudged through the puddles in the rain as best she could, moving as fast as she could, and breathing as hard as she could, only to find it wasn't enough. Marik wasn't as light as she hoped he'd be.
Marik: Can you not go any faster wench?! Those sirens are sounding closer!
Tea: I know I told them it was an emergency!
Marik: What for? (He snapped.)
Tea didn't say any thing, all she could think about was sitting down. She was wearing out fast! It was only lucky for her that she took that first aid class last year. Nevertheless it didn't help the situation any. Tea had this sick feeling he was watching her, planning something awful that would make her regret this walk completely.
Sure he had lost all of his powers, and so his hair wasn't the spikiness she once remembered, that strange power didn't radiate off of him noticeably, and the millennium rod no longer belonged to him, but he was just as dangerous now as he were then, maybe even more, because now he was desperate.
The dim lights flickered on and off to the Ishtar museum. It was closed, the employees locked up hours ago, and yet someone was inside, someone who didn't belong there, someone who managed to disarm the alarms, someone from long ago.
"Where is it? Where is it? Where the hell is it!? This is it, I sense it! It has to be here! Shit!"
The figure floated down the hall, blending in with the shadows, mixing in with the darkness towards the section for ancient relics and jewels. Eyes flashing blank, white orbs scanned the small room, resting on a door with the sign STORAGE ROOM on it. A hiss escaped the figures pursed lips, as it literally floated towards the door.
A hand clothed in black, reached out and clutching the door knob. But much to its dissatisfaction, the door did not open.
"Fucking Ra! I know it's in there!! Open! I said open!"
A loud crack ruptured through the room, as a fist flew through the locked door. Moving around on the opposite side, the hand unlocked the door from the inside. The door flew open with such ferocity that chunks of wood flew off. The eyes wasted no time in scanning the dark closet. Boxes upon boxes were stacked on each other, thrown aside as if it were garbage, but the sharp falcon like eyes did not leave one detail to rest.
A box slammed against the wall carelessly, sounds of glass breaking and ancient relics smashing on the floor. Then there was silence as the figure hovered over a single box, covered in dust and cobwebs.
"Filthy mortals! Who the hell do you take me for!?" A voice yelled out ripping the top of the hood off. There, inside was a package no more then 6 months old. Feverishly the figure ripped it open, revealing a note and 5 small items that shined brightly.
Quickly the figure grabbed the note, opening it up, and allowing his eyes to scan the small writing. He peered down at the items, humbly picking one up in the palm of his hand. Feeling the medal against his cold hard skin, he read the note.
The note read-
DEAR ISHTAR,
WE CAN NO LONGER PROTECT THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS ANY LONGER. THEIR POWER GROWS WITH EACH PASSING YEAR. THEY ARE CALLING TO THEIR MASTERS. WE KNEW THIS WOULD NOT LAST FOREVER. SEVERAL ATTEMPTS TO TAKE THEM HAVE ALREADY OCCURRED AND WE FEAR THE EVIL PRIEST HAS COME BACK FROM THE DEAD, THIS WAS EXPECTED. THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN DO IF THIS IS TRUE AND IF HE COMES HE WILL FIND THE OTHER FOUR TO JOIN HIM INCLUDING THE ONE FRIEND OF THE GREAT PHARAOH. WE HAVE LEARNED THE 3 FOLLOWERS HAVE ALREADY TRACKED THE LOCATION TO THE ITEMS TO US. WE CANNOT LET THEM GET THEIR HANDS ON IT. IF THIS HAPPENS THERE MAY VERY WELL BE A REPEAT OF THE SLAUGHTERS THAT HAPPENED OVER 5 THOUSAND YEARS AGO. HE WILL BE THE KEY TO ALL OF THIS. YOU KNOW OF WHOM WE SPEAK OF. HE DWELLS WITH YOU THERE ALONG WITH THE PHARAOH, THE HIGH PRIEST, AND THE TOMB ROBBER. IF THE EVIL PRIEST FINDS HIM, THERE MAY VERY WELL BE NO HOPE. WE HAVE SENT THE ITEMS TO YOU KNOWING THAT YOU WILL HAVE BETTER LUCK IN CONCEALING THESE THEN WE HAVE. WE HAVE LEARNED OF THE PROBLEMS YOU HAVE FACED IN THE PAST WITH YOUR BROTHER, ATLANTIS, AND OTHER FOES THAT HAVE CROSSED YOUR PATHS AND WE KNOW THAT YOU, THE PHARAOH AND HIS FRIENDS WILL HAVE BETTER LUCK THEN US. WE UNDERSTAND YOU HAVE MOST OF THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS THE PHARAOH CREATED RIGHT THERE IN THAT VERY CITY AND WE HAVE LEARNED MUCH OF THE ADVENTURES THAT FOLLOWED THEM. THE PHARAOH HAS HANDLED THE SITUATIONS WELL AND PERHAPS THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS MAY SERVE A PURPOSE IN THE DESTRUCTION OF THE DARK ONES. WE TRUST THE PHARAOH COMPLETELY AND IF NECESSARY YOU MAY GIVE THE DARK ITEMS TO HIM. WE ALSO TRUST THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS TO YOU FOR WE KNOW THE DARK FORCE WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO TRACK IT TO DOMINOE CITY. WE ALSO KNOW OF THE RISK WE ARE TAKING WITH BOTH THE PHARAOH'S FRIEND AND THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS EXISTING WITHIN THE SAME LOCATION. IT IS A RISK WE ARE FORCED TO TAKE FOR THEY CAN NO LONGER STAY HERE. MAY YOU HAVE BETTER LUCK THEN US. THANK YOU.
"Idiots."
A nasty smirk crept up on his face. How stupid did they think I was? Someone as great as he would have no problem in finding the very thing he created. But now! Now he knew of the boy and his location. He didn't think the boy would be reincarnated after the incident so long ago but he had a feeling the Pharaoh was most likely involved. Nevertheless this pleased him greatly. He was concerned that he'd have to resurrect the boy on his own and that would be hard to do, but if he was already alive, it was only a matter of time now. He only needed the time to find him, turn him against the Pharaoh, and give him what was rightfully his so long ago. With the boy as his pawn there would be nothing to stop him!
There were some attentions at hand though. He had to find his three followers fast. The dark millennium items rightfully belonged to them, and this would become most difficult without them. The Pharaoh would also pose a threat and so would the Ishtar family. He had a feeling that the Pharaoh's other friends would be involved and also have to be dealt with. But there was something that really disturbed him it was about the millennium items that existed today. Were they anything like the dark millennium items he had right now then there would be some problems. Whatever the situation it didn't matter anymore because he was back!
"Idiots! I could not be put down so easily! And Ishtar family, what a poor job you did in hiding them. Nevertheless I will make my appearance minimum until my power has returned and a plan is made! HA!"
A happy growl erupted from his throat as he placed the item back in the bag. Reaching in again, he pulled out yet another piece of jewelry. It was a ring of silver color, with a green emerald in the middle. It was old and tarnished with scratches covering the entire ring. The figure only smirked as he placed it on his finger, the tarnishes and scratches disappearing in an instant.
"AH, that feels much better! I feel like a younger old self of mine! I remember now, this one belonged to me. Now I have four more dark items to return to their rightful masters. Hehehehe, it is only a matter of time now." The man laughed grimly, as the green jewel in the center grew brighter.
As its glow intensified, strange black lines or marking spread throughout the hand of the unknown man. They outlined the muscles, nerves, and bones in his hand, and dimmed down to an almost tattoo form, stopping at the joint of his wrist.
"Yes my power is back. With my ring back where it belongs I will only have to wait a day before the other three come. Then perhaps we can find the Pharaoh's trusted friend, and then he will be mine!"
The darkness grew greater, but the mysterious figure grew brighter. A man, dressed in dark velvet blue stepped forward slamming the door closed, behind him, in his hands the bag that held the dark items. His eyes were a piercing sea green, a red tattoo of a triangle encircling one of his eyes. The outline of his hand where the ring lay, resembled that of a cobweb painted in black. Jewelry much like the Ishtar family covered the man from head to foot. He wore a golden ankle bracelet on both feet, three tight, jewel encrusted necklaces clung to the skin against his neck, and there on each ear, was a small golden hoop earring, slightly oval shape from appearance.
The man, or rather boy, flipped over the hood that covered his head, allowing him to breath more easily. He had to be no older than Isis Ishtar in appearance, his wild red hair giving him a much younger look. If evil looks could kill his would be no exception. There was no doubt about it that his slanted sea green eyes held lust for power, revenge and most of all the need to kill, yet one look at him and it would be evident he was no more than a teenage boy who was spoiled rotten, he was much more.
"So Ishtar family," He began staring up at a golden plate, a smirk crossing his complexion. "I see that you have grown weak for these many years. Why look at all of this. It must be quite easy to tell that you have abandoned your post to guard the Pharaoh's tomb and have proceeded towards your own personal gains. Aw this may be easier than I thought."
As quickly as the smirk made its way to his face, a frown followed, his eyes becoming serious once more.
"Yet when I looked the God cards were gone. Your job was to guard against those as well, and I would most appreciate it if you idiot people gave them to me." He growled, his eyes clouding over.
"I want my God cards back!"
The street lights were on, and the sky had momentarily cleared up. The sirens were finally gone, leaving Tea and the evil one all alone on the middle of a deserted road.
Marik: Where are you going? Do you not have a vehicle at your disposal? (He snapped suddenly.)
Tea, startled somewhat; ignored his complaints, moans, and groans. He was growing heavier by the minute, and it was quite evident that he wasn't helping her out more then he should've been.
Marik: Is this how far your home is? Speak wench or I will use the last bit of my energy to strangle you!
Tea: (Wincing.) We're going there!
Marik peered up grimly, staring at the tall white building in utter disgust. It was a hospital.
Releasing a heavy sigh, Tea did not notice the hand that shot out towards her neck. Instantly she gasped for breath, pulling and grasping at the hand that beckoned to choke her.
Marik: What are you trying to pull you bitch! Where the hell have you taken me!!? This better not be some sort of trick or I'll snap you like a twig!! (He coughed, another drop of blood falling to the ground.)
Tea was totally freaking out! Her eyes wandered in every which direction, looking for some sort of help! She was all alone.
Marik: SPEAK!
Tea gasped for breath, trying to speak but unable to! Marik frowned, a disgusted feeling coming over him again. He dropped the girl to the ground giving her no more then a second glance.
Marik: Now I will tell you one more time, why have you lied to me!?
Tea coughed, holding her throat with both her hands, her eyes wide and watery. She glared up at the Malik look-alike with anger and shock.
"Cough, cough, well your injured aren't you?! I thought going to the hospital would be better than going to my house first! I mean seriously!! Cough, cough, you probably have some internal bleeding!"
Marik raised both eyebrows at her, as if pondering the answer she had given him.
Marik: And why could we not do this at your house?
Tea: Do you really think I know how to treat injuries like that!? I mean sure you could get out of the rain, but my home can only provide you bandages and some pain killers, I have nothing that can fix those wounds! Any moron would know to take somebody to a hospital rather than their house if their body is looking like that!
Marik: Humph.
Tea stood up, dusting herself off as Marik coughed again, this time a sharp pain enveloping his stomach.
Marik: Fine! But you promised to tell no one of me until we reached your home! Then you may do as you will as will I!
Tea: I know, but I guess nobody can interrogate you if you're dead, though I wish you were. (She said hatefully.) So don't think I'm doing this out of pity!
Marik laughed aloud, happy with the anger he had received from the girl. Finally something that put a smile on his dampened spirit! With this real human body of his own, nevertheless a soul of his own, he had experienced so many new emotions he never thought possible. When he clutched that little goody-goody by the throat, he didn't feel the same joyousness he used to feel or expected to feel. Now he felt shameful almost. He hated the feeling and wanted no such emotions in him. So this insult was pleasing to the ears.
Marik: I'm glad to hear that wench.
Tea: You call me wench again and I'm going to run away right now! I bet you won't even be able to walk across that street over there! So watch with the name calling or you're not going to get any medical treatment!
Marik: (Sneering.) Then what the hell is your name again?!
Tea: It's Tea! Tea Gardener!
Marik: Aw yes I remember somewhat now.
Tea: You knew it earlier too! Your just trying to provoke me, aren't you!?
Marik: Well, SIGH Yes I am actually. It is quite enjoyable for someone as pathetic as you to care for someone as me. How heart warming.
Tea: (Rolling her eyes.) 'I know he's going to have to stay at the hospital for at least a day. So while he's being cared for in the emergency room, I can call Yugi and Malik! I'm sure they'll know what to do! I mean I can't really go to the police. It would be kind've pointless. I mean what am I going to tell them?'
It took every bit of energy Tea could muster up to carry Marik in with little to no help from Marik himself. He smirked the whole way through, threatening to cut her throat with his nails if she breathed on him again. Tea had gotten her fair share of frights tonight!
At the desk in the emergency room was a middle aged woman, plump and ripe as a plumb. She stared down at a magazine, a dull expression on her face. She didn't even notice the brunette girl slamming the glass door open supporting a blonde Egyptian boy on her right shoulder. The brunette girl less than gingerly released the boy on the nearest chair, a growl admitting from the boy's throat as she practically threw him down. Finally the woman's attention was drawn by a smart remark from yours truly.
Marik: OW! You bitch I think you broke another rib!! I'll skin you alive, this I swear!!!
The woman's eyes lazily traveled up to the boy. She raised an eyebrow curiously, as she eyed him up in down in his rather limited choice of clothing.
'Not bad, not bad at all.' She thought as another sharp remark snaked out of Marik's mouth.
Woman: Please keep your voice down. There are other patients here who wouldn't prefer such vulgar words.
Marik cocked an eyebrow as he glanced all around him. There was no one in the room. Hell, there were only two doors, and they were both closed.
Marik: What the hell are you talking about!? There is no one else here!
Tea's eyes sagged slightly, a tired sigh escaping her lips as she approached the desk. "Um miss, he has some serious damage I think. He's coughing up blood and his ribs are turning black and blue. Uh I think he needs some medical attention."
The woman peered up at Tea, a less than interested look on her face.
Woman: Please wait behind the line for your turn.
Tea: (o_O) What? There's no one else here and he can barely walk! He needs some help.
Woman: I said wait behind the line ma'am.
Marik: 'WTF' (u_u)
Tea: (-_-) Fine have it your way. (She mumbled backing up behind the line.)
10 minutes later.
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Tea: (Tapping her foot impatiently.) Okay you know I've been waiting here for a really long time! ARE YOU READY YET PRINCESS DIE!!!
Marik: (Asleep.)
Woman: (Yawning.) Have you filled out the papers?
Tea: Yes.
Woman: Have you written down the symptoms and the needed information?
Tea: Yes. (Between clenched teeth.)
Woman: Have you taken a number?
Tea: YES!!!!
Woman: And you have written down your insurance number I suspect right?
Tea: LADY! YOU'RE GOING TO BE CHARGED FOR A HOMICIDE IF YOU DON'T SEND HIM IN SOON!
Woman: (Blinking.) Fine then. I'll have a wheel chair sent down to pick him up in just a few minutes. You my dear will have to wait here.
Tea: Fine. (She huffed walking off.)
Tea took a seat next to the Zonked out form crouched over. What a night this was. And there Marik was sleeping away, as if this were no big deal. Well she wondered what those engravings were on his back. Maybe she could just, oh poke it perhaps. I mean he was slumped over and she wouldn't get another chance. Oh well.
Carefully, she reached out a hand, her index finger leading the way towards his back. Guess curiosity really did kill the cat.
Marik: Get away from me.
Tea: (Startled.) Uh, you're awake!
Marik: I've been awake. I don't let down my guard especially when your type is around. I was merely resting my eyes.
Woman: Tea Gardener?
Tea: Y-yes?
Marik: Humph.
Woman: The doctor will see Bobby Bear now.
Marik: (o_o) Who the hell is that?!
Tea: What name was I supposed to use?
Marik: My name! (Growling.)
Tea: Well I wasn't sure if I should! Don't yell at me!
Marik: Never mind!
Tea watched from the safety of her seat, as three men opened the door, rolling a wheel chair in their path. She listened intently as Marik threw a hissy fit, being pulled up like a new born baby, and placed in the wheel chair gently, and rolled through the door and down the hall out of sight but not quite out of hearing range.
"IT HURTS! DEAR RA DOES IT ALWAYS FU***** HURT LIKE THIS WHEN YOU'RE A MORTAL!!!!!"
Man: Hey Will, let the doctor know he's becoming delusional.
Will: Right. Damn hippies.
Hours passed by yet it seemed like it was forever. Tea hadn't moved from her spot the entire time. She was tempted to go home, to run away from the awful man being treated down the hall, to escape for her life to Yami or Isis Ishtar, someone who could help her! But she wasn't one to ever go back on her word. Was it possible that perhaps she was even a little concerned? To sit here until 2:00 in the morning wasn't something she'd do for just anyone, but for the psycho lunatic who tried to kill her friends, including her, rule the world and most likely destroy it bringing all three God cards to his disposal! Well, had she totally lost her mind?!
"I wonder how he's doing. Maybe I should check on him just so he knows I'm not bailing out on him or anything. GULP, and he won't hunt me down for it later."
Rising from her chair, her cell phone clutched in one hand, Tea glanced around searching for any person in sight. The woman who was behind the desk earlier was gone, and the only door that was open was the same door Marik was led out of. Feebly, Tea proceeded through the door, in hopes to find the insane killer, who couldn't have been far.
A series of screams like no other led her to believe he couldn't have been too far down. But was he really screaming? Was she hearing right or was this just a dream? She could never imagine someone like him to ever scream in such a way. It was something straight out of a horror movie and it sent a wave of chills directly up her already freezing spine.
Tea's footsteps approached a beam of light escaping a cracked door on her left. She could hear human voices mumbling here and there about things, even the woman whose voice was now shaky, but that wasn't even what pulled Tea closer. It was the screams again. Someone was suffering, someone who was in a lot of pain. What was going on in there?!
Out of panic Tea ran to the door, peeking in ever so carefully. There in the white lit up room, was a doctor, a couple nurses, the men that had rolled Marik down the hall earlier, and the same woman from behind the desk. They were all circled around the male laid or rather forced down on the examination table. A few sheets were spread across, along with utensils, medications, blood bags, and needles. Tea covered her mouth with one hand and squeezed her little cell phone with the other in sheer horror!
There was Marik, his eyes wide with a look she had never seen on anyone before!! Was it a look of horror, fear, or just pain! His hair was tied back in a pony tail to keep off his already sweat soaked face, and he was now in an almost baby blue apron. A breathing mask lay across his nose and mouth and several tubes could be traced from a plastic bag directly into his skin.
"AWWWWW!!!!!!" His voice gurgled over, as his hands curled into fists, his veins becoming incredibly noticeable. She could almost make out tight plea's coming from the back of his throat. His eyes squeezed shut and it was in that moment that Tea saw tears!
Was he crying?! Was Marik crying?! He had never cried before, Tea never even thought he was capable of tears since he wasn't really human, he didn't fully exist!
Had Marik actually developed a soul and body of his very own?!! That would only mean that he could experience emotions the same way she and everyone else could. That would also mean that such pain as he was experiencing right now, had to be almost unbearable for someone who had never had such traits before! This was all new to him and something as awful as this would have to be horrifying even for someone who enjoyed terror!
"Oh my gosh! Not even he deserves this!" She said aloud to herself, watching as a needle was injected into his left arm.
"Dear Ra stop it!!!!!!!!" He cried out, his teeth grinding together.
If her intuition was right, then Marik was going to try to kill her even more now after this incident. She was only trying to help him with the wounds he had received and of course he was getting medical attention, but she had no idea that he really was a full mortal who could feel pain. Not only that but from someone who had never experienced such things before. How sad, how sad it must've been for someone like him at that moment. It was either a blessing in disguise, or a punishment from hell.
Tea: Hey what's going-
"Your Tea Gardener am I right?" A voice replied out of nowhere. Tea looked up and was startled to see the doctor completely clothed and covered in operation gear, staring back at her.
Tea: Y-yes. Um what's going on with him?
Doctor: Hmm, you shouldn't be here. (He replied pealing the gloves off.)
Tea: Hey please tell me what you're doing to him!
Doctor: I'll be straight forward with you. We had to rush your friend into surgery right away. Any later and he would've been dead.
Tea squeezed the cell phone tighter, unsure how to react to this statement. All color drained from her face. If she wanted to she could've killed this murderer herself by doing absolutely nothing. She could've ran away while helping him to the hospital, leaving him on some street to die and possibly suffer worst then the way he was suffering right now. She could've ended this herself and yet in her heart she couldn't do that to another human being. Not ever!
Tea: W-why what's wrong?!
Doctor: Well he had severe internal bleeding. An important artery to the heart was missed by only a few centimeters and that's what saved his life. Also he had two fractured ribs and a puncture wound to his small intestine. That was minor. All in all he'll be perfectly fine and he'll be ready to go home in a week or two.
Tea: (Sighing.) OMG that's good to hear. (*_*) I think.
Doctor: Ahem excuse me?
Tea: Oh nothing um just why is he screaming like that?
Doctor: Uh well I'm unsure really. Of course to get to the internal bleeding we had to get in there quickly and I didn't have time to put him under anesthesia. Besides in his current position and the speed of his heart, it's risky to use it, so I pumped him full of numbing medicines, every strength and type I could find. He shouldn't be able to feel anything really. (Rubbing his head.)
Tea: (o_O) 'What a cry baby.'
Doctor: Well we've got it from here. You can go home and come back tomorrow if you like. He'll be awake by maybe mid-afternoon. I give it only a week at the most though. Blood vessels, when sealed properly, can heal quickly.
Tea nodded silently, giving Marik one more glance before turning around. She could and would do nothing else.
Staring down at her cell phone, Tea knew what she had to do.
RING, RING, RING!
Yugi: Hello?
Tea: Um Yugi is that you?
Yugi: Hey Tea is everything alright? You seem kind of tired.
Tea: Oh yeah I'm just peachy. (-_-) Uh I know this is going to sound weird but can I talk to Yami for a minute?
Yugi: Um yeah wait one minute Tea.
A couple of seconds later, another voice recognizable to the ear, gained Tea's full attention.
Yami: Tea? Is everything alright?
Tea: (-_-) 'Why does everyone ask me that?'
Yami: Tea? Hello?
Tea: Uh hi Yami! (She said cheerfully.)
Yami: (Blinking.) Uh hi Tea. So is there something you wanted to ask me?
Tea: Yeah actually I wanted to tell you something more than ask you. You know Y/M?
Yami did not reply. There was only the hoarse breathing over the phone.
Tea: Yami?
Yami: Yes I remember? Why what's wrong?
Tea: Well I-
It occurred to Tea that telling him straight out might not be safe yet. Now that she knew Marik wasn't just an evil spirit whose powers were just momentarily taken away, what was supposed to happen to him? Could Tea really tell Yami?
Yami: Yes? Tea, are you there?
Tea: Um yeah you see I had this dream that Marik came back.
Yami: I see. (Serious.)
Tea: And well I know it's been awhile, but sometimes dreams can tell you what's to come. You told us if anything weird ever happened concerning him, we were to tell you or Isis right away.
Yami: Yes I said that. I'm glad you told me.
Tea: Well I wanted to know or more ask now. Um if HE were to ever come back what would happen?
Yami: I know what the being wants. It has never crossed my mind if such a plaque were to ever return but if he did I could not take another risk. I would use mind crush, no hesitation.
Tea's blood ran cold. Was he absolutely serious or did she just catch him at a bad time?
Tea: Even if he were human I mean mortal?
Yami: Well that is a strange question considering he was born from Malik's hatred and nothing more. I don't think that would be possible. For Bakura, yes but not for Y/M.
Tea: I know, but that's what happened in my dream. Believe me it was really complex! (She giggled forcefully.)
Yami: Well I would hand him over to Isis Ishtar in that case. They would perform their own experiments on him, I mean resurrection or becoming mortal is a thing that many people wish to discover, but he would most likely be locked up in a tomb where there would be no chance for him to escape.
Tea: (Gulp.) I see.
Yami: Why? Tea is there something more you're not telling me? You know you can tell me anything.
Tea: (Blush.) I know I was just wondering. It was a scary dream. Any advice?
Yami: Yes. Perhaps you're stressing yourself out with school and your new job. You should relax a bit. I know those nightmares are awful, I myself still remember them and yet my past is still haunting me from over 5000 years ago, but you must learn to deal with such heart aches and remove such nightmares from your dreams.
Tea: Yeah you're right. Well I guess that's it then.
Yami: Wait, are you sure you're okay?
Tea: Yeah I'm fine, just wondering.
Yami: Alright then. Oh and Tea?
Tea: Yes Yami?
Yami: Goodnight.
Tea: Goodnight.
Tea stuffed the cell phone back in her purse, heaving a heavy sigh. Her eyes began to close slightly as she proceeded down the sidewalk towards her house. It was official to her. Those tears in Marik's eyes, the promise she made. She hadn't given up on anyone, not even Kaiba, though she often found herself in denial with him. (-_-) She couldn't just have him thrown away. Perhaps she could even teach this Malik look-alike what it meant to be human and to love and feel and so on. She would almost be a hero if she could do that! (^_^) Well one thing was clear to her and she had made up her mind about it. She couldn't tell anyone about Marik.
Zoeygirl: Holy crap was this long, weird, and pointless or what? Oh well guess I enjoyed writing parts of this chappie. (O_O) This was long. Anyways I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. (*_*) Te, yeah right. Anyways any guesses please feel free! I'm sure by now we all know what Pharaoh's friend this story is being referred to. (^____^)
Zoeygirl: Hey there! Well this fict started off somewhat abruptly so I'm gonna rush things and put a little more detail. Um the final and last chapter to my other fict should be out by the weekend so yep! (^_^) Enjoy!
Oh and thank ya for your reviews! Its nice to know where this is sort of going! (^_^)
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Tea trudged through the puddles in the rain as best she could, moving as fast as she could, and breathing as hard as she could, only to find it wasn't enough. Marik wasn't as light as she hoped he'd be.
Marik: Can you not go any faster wench?! Those sirens are sounding closer!
Tea: I know I told them it was an emergency!
Marik: What for? (He snapped.)
Tea didn't say any thing, all she could think about was sitting down. She was wearing out fast! It was only lucky for her that she took that first aid class last year. Nevertheless it didn't help the situation any. Tea had this sick feeling he was watching her, planning something awful that would make her regret this walk completely.
Sure he had lost all of his powers, and so his hair wasn't the spikiness she once remembered, that strange power didn't radiate off of him noticeably, and the millennium rod no longer belonged to him, but he was just as dangerous now as he were then, maybe even more, because now he was desperate.
The dim lights flickered on and off to the Ishtar museum. It was closed, the employees locked up hours ago, and yet someone was inside, someone who didn't belong there, someone who managed to disarm the alarms, someone from long ago.
"Where is it? Where is it? Where the hell is it!? This is it, I sense it! It has to be here! Shit!"
The figure floated down the hall, blending in with the shadows, mixing in with the darkness towards the section for ancient relics and jewels. Eyes flashing blank, white orbs scanned the small room, resting on a door with the sign STORAGE ROOM on it. A hiss escaped the figures pursed lips, as it literally floated towards the door.
A hand clothed in black, reached out and clutching the door knob. But much to its dissatisfaction, the door did not open.
"Fucking Ra! I know it's in there!! Open! I said open!"
A loud crack ruptured through the room, as a fist flew through the locked door. Moving around on the opposite side, the hand unlocked the door from the inside. The door flew open with such ferocity that chunks of wood flew off. The eyes wasted no time in scanning the dark closet. Boxes upon boxes were stacked on each other, thrown aside as if it were garbage, but the sharp falcon like eyes did not leave one detail to rest.
A box slammed against the wall carelessly, sounds of glass breaking and ancient relics smashing on the floor. Then there was silence as the figure hovered over a single box, covered in dust and cobwebs.
"Filthy mortals! Who the hell do you take me for!?" A voice yelled out ripping the top of the hood off. There, inside was a package no more then 6 months old. Feverishly the figure ripped it open, revealing a note and 5 small items that shined brightly.
Quickly the figure grabbed the note, opening it up, and allowing his eyes to scan the small writing. He peered down at the items, humbly picking one up in the palm of his hand. Feeling the medal against his cold hard skin, he read the note.
The note read-
DEAR ISHTAR,
WE CAN NO LONGER PROTECT THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS ANY LONGER. THEIR POWER GROWS WITH EACH PASSING YEAR. THEY ARE CALLING TO THEIR MASTERS. WE KNEW THIS WOULD NOT LAST FOREVER. SEVERAL ATTEMPTS TO TAKE THEM HAVE ALREADY OCCURRED AND WE FEAR THE EVIL PRIEST HAS COME BACK FROM THE DEAD, THIS WAS EXPECTED. THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN DO IF THIS IS TRUE AND IF HE COMES HE WILL FIND THE OTHER FOUR TO JOIN HIM INCLUDING THE ONE FRIEND OF THE GREAT PHARAOH. WE HAVE LEARNED THE 3 FOLLOWERS HAVE ALREADY TRACKED THE LOCATION TO THE ITEMS TO US. WE CANNOT LET THEM GET THEIR HANDS ON IT. IF THIS HAPPENS THERE MAY VERY WELL BE A REPEAT OF THE SLAUGHTERS THAT HAPPENED OVER 5 THOUSAND YEARS AGO. HE WILL BE THE KEY TO ALL OF THIS. YOU KNOW OF WHOM WE SPEAK OF. HE DWELLS WITH YOU THERE ALONG WITH THE PHARAOH, THE HIGH PRIEST, AND THE TOMB ROBBER. IF THE EVIL PRIEST FINDS HIM, THERE MAY VERY WELL BE NO HOPE. WE HAVE SENT THE ITEMS TO YOU KNOWING THAT YOU WILL HAVE BETTER LUCK IN CONCEALING THESE THEN WE HAVE. WE HAVE LEARNED OF THE PROBLEMS YOU HAVE FACED IN THE PAST WITH YOUR BROTHER, ATLANTIS, AND OTHER FOES THAT HAVE CROSSED YOUR PATHS AND WE KNOW THAT YOU, THE PHARAOH AND HIS FRIENDS WILL HAVE BETTER LUCK THEN US. WE UNDERSTAND YOU HAVE MOST OF THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS THE PHARAOH CREATED RIGHT THERE IN THAT VERY CITY AND WE HAVE LEARNED MUCH OF THE ADVENTURES THAT FOLLOWED THEM. THE PHARAOH HAS HANDLED THE SITUATIONS WELL AND PERHAPS THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS MAY SERVE A PURPOSE IN THE DESTRUCTION OF THE DARK ONES. WE TRUST THE PHARAOH COMPLETELY AND IF NECESSARY YOU MAY GIVE THE DARK ITEMS TO HIM. WE ALSO TRUST THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS TO YOU FOR WE KNOW THE DARK FORCE WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO TRACK IT TO DOMINOE CITY. WE ALSO KNOW OF THE RISK WE ARE TAKING WITH BOTH THE PHARAOH'S FRIEND AND THE DARK MILLENNIUM ITEMS EXISTING WITHIN THE SAME LOCATION. IT IS A RISK WE ARE FORCED TO TAKE FOR THEY CAN NO LONGER STAY HERE. MAY YOU HAVE BETTER LUCK THEN US. THANK YOU.
"Idiots."
A nasty smirk crept up on his face. How stupid did they think I was? Someone as great as he would have no problem in finding the very thing he created. But now! Now he knew of the boy and his location. He didn't think the boy would be reincarnated after the incident so long ago but he had a feeling the Pharaoh was most likely involved. Nevertheless this pleased him greatly. He was concerned that he'd have to resurrect the boy on his own and that would be hard to do, but if he was already alive, it was only a matter of time now. He only needed the time to find him, turn him against the Pharaoh, and give him what was rightfully his so long ago. With the boy as his pawn there would be nothing to stop him!
There were some attentions at hand though. He had to find his three followers fast. The dark millennium items rightfully belonged to them, and this would become most difficult without them. The Pharaoh would also pose a threat and so would the Ishtar family. He had a feeling that the Pharaoh's other friends would be involved and also have to be dealt with. But there was something that really disturbed him it was about the millennium items that existed today. Were they anything like the dark millennium items he had right now then there would be some problems. Whatever the situation it didn't matter anymore because he was back!
"Idiots! I could not be put down so easily! And Ishtar family, what a poor job you did in hiding them. Nevertheless I will make my appearance minimum until my power has returned and a plan is made! HA!"
A happy growl erupted from his throat as he placed the item back in the bag. Reaching in again, he pulled out yet another piece of jewelry. It was a ring of silver color, with a green emerald in the middle. It was old and tarnished with scratches covering the entire ring. The figure only smirked as he placed it on his finger, the tarnishes and scratches disappearing in an instant.
"AH, that feels much better! I feel like a younger old self of mine! I remember now, this one belonged to me. Now I have four more dark items to return to their rightful masters. Hehehehe, it is only a matter of time now." The man laughed grimly, as the green jewel in the center grew brighter.
As its glow intensified, strange black lines or marking spread throughout the hand of the unknown man. They outlined the muscles, nerves, and bones in his hand, and dimmed down to an almost tattoo form, stopping at the joint of his wrist.
"Yes my power is back. With my ring back where it belongs I will only have to wait a day before the other three come. Then perhaps we can find the Pharaoh's trusted friend, and then he will be mine!"
The darkness grew greater, but the mysterious figure grew brighter. A man, dressed in dark velvet blue stepped forward slamming the door closed, behind him, in his hands the bag that held the dark items. His eyes were a piercing sea green, a red tattoo of a triangle encircling one of his eyes. The outline of his hand where the ring lay, resembled that of a cobweb painted in black. Jewelry much like the Ishtar family covered the man from head to foot. He wore a golden ankle bracelet on both feet, three tight, jewel encrusted necklaces clung to the skin against his neck, and there on each ear, was a small golden hoop earring, slightly oval shape from appearance.
The man, or rather boy, flipped over the hood that covered his head, allowing him to breath more easily. He had to be no older than Isis Ishtar in appearance, his wild red hair giving him a much younger look. If evil looks could kill his would be no exception. There was no doubt about it that his slanted sea green eyes held lust for power, revenge and most of all the need to kill, yet one look at him and it would be evident he was no more than a teenage boy who was spoiled rotten, he was much more.
"So Ishtar family," He began staring up at a golden plate, a smirk crossing his complexion. "I see that you have grown weak for these many years. Why look at all of this. It must be quite easy to tell that you have abandoned your post to guard the Pharaoh's tomb and have proceeded towards your own personal gains. Aw this may be easier than I thought."
As quickly as the smirk made its way to his face, a frown followed, his eyes becoming serious once more.
"Yet when I looked the God cards were gone. Your job was to guard against those as well, and I would most appreciate it if you idiot people gave them to me." He growled, his eyes clouding over.
"I want my God cards back!"
The street lights were on, and the sky had momentarily cleared up. The sirens were finally gone, leaving Tea and the evil one all alone on the middle of a deserted road.
Marik: Where are you going? Do you not have a vehicle at your disposal? (He snapped suddenly.)
Tea, startled somewhat; ignored his complaints, moans, and groans. He was growing heavier by the minute, and it was quite evident that he wasn't helping her out more then he should've been.
Marik: Is this how far your home is? Speak wench or I will use the last bit of my energy to strangle you!
Tea: (Wincing.) We're going there!
Marik peered up grimly, staring at the tall white building in utter disgust. It was a hospital.
Releasing a heavy sigh, Tea did not notice the hand that shot out towards her neck. Instantly she gasped for breath, pulling and grasping at the hand that beckoned to choke her.
Marik: What are you trying to pull you bitch! Where the hell have you taken me!!? This better not be some sort of trick or I'll snap you like a twig!! (He coughed, another drop of blood falling to the ground.)
Tea was totally freaking out! Her eyes wandered in every which direction, looking for some sort of help! She was all alone.
Marik: SPEAK!
Tea gasped for breath, trying to speak but unable to! Marik frowned, a disgusted feeling coming over him again. He dropped the girl to the ground giving her no more then a second glance.
Marik: Now I will tell you one more time, why have you lied to me!?
Tea coughed, holding her throat with both her hands, her eyes wide and watery. She glared up at the Malik look-alike with anger and shock.
"Cough, cough, well your injured aren't you?! I thought going to the hospital would be better than going to my house first! I mean seriously!! Cough, cough, you probably have some internal bleeding!"
Marik raised both eyebrows at her, as if pondering the answer she had given him.
Marik: And why could we not do this at your house?
Tea: Do you really think I know how to treat injuries like that!? I mean sure you could get out of the rain, but my home can only provide you bandages and some pain killers, I have nothing that can fix those wounds! Any moron would know to take somebody to a hospital rather than their house if their body is looking like that!
Marik: Humph.
Tea stood up, dusting herself off as Marik coughed again, this time a sharp pain enveloping his stomach.
Marik: Fine! But you promised to tell no one of me until we reached your home! Then you may do as you will as will I!
Tea: I know, but I guess nobody can interrogate you if you're dead, though I wish you were. (She said hatefully.) So don't think I'm doing this out of pity!
Marik laughed aloud, happy with the anger he had received from the girl. Finally something that put a smile on his dampened spirit! With this real human body of his own, nevertheless a soul of his own, he had experienced so many new emotions he never thought possible. When he clutched that little goody-goody by the throat, he didn't feel the same joyousness he used to feel or expected to feel. Now he felt shameful almost. He hated the feeling and wanted no such emotions in him. So this insult was pleasing to the ears.
Marik: I'm glad to hear that wench.
Tea: You call me wench again and I'm going to run away right now! I bet you won't even be able to walk across that street over there! So watch with the name calling or you're not going to get any medical treatment!
Marik: (Sneering.) Then what the hell is your name again?!
Tea: It's Tea! Tea Gardener!
Marik: Aw yes I remember somewhat now.
Tea: You knew it earlier too! Your just trying to provoke me, aren't you!?
Marik: Well, SIGH Yes I am actually. It is quite enjoyable for someone as pathetic as you to care for someone as me. How heart warming.
Tea: (Rolling her eyes.) 'I know he's going to have to stay at the hospital for at least a day. So while he's being cared for in the emergency room, I can call Yugi and Malik! I'm sure they'll know what to do! I mean I can't really go to the police. It would be kind've pointless. I mean what am I going to tell them?'
It took every bit of energy Tea could muster up to carry Marik in with little to no help from Marik himself. He smirked the whole way through, threatening to cut her throat with his nails if she breathed on him again. Tea had gotten her fair share of frights tonight!
At the desk in the emergency room was a middle aged woman, plump and ripe as a plumb. She stared down at a magazine, a dull expression on her face. She didn't even notice the brunette girl slamming the glass door open supporting a blonde Egyptian boy on her right shoulder. The brunette girl less than gingerly released the boy on the nearest chair, a growl admitting from the boy's throat as she practically threw him down. Finally the woman's attention was drawn by a smart remark from yours truly.
Marik: OW! You bitch I think you broke another rib!! I'll skin you alive, this I swear!!!
The woman's eyes lazily traveled up to the boy. She raised an eyebrow curiously, as she eyed him up in down in his rather limited choice of clothing.
'Not bad, not bad at all.' She thought as another sharp remark snaked out of Marik's mouth.
Woman: Please keep your voice down. There are other patients here who wouldn't prefer such vulgar words.
Marik cocked an eyebrow as he glanced all around him. There was no one in the room. Hell, there were only two doors, and they were both closed.
Marik: What the hell are you talking about!? There is no one else here!
Tea's eyes sagged slightly, a tired sigh escaping her lips as she approached the desk. "Um miss, he has some serious damage I think. He's coughing up blood and his ribs are turning black and blue. Uh I think he needs some medical attention."
The woman peered up at Tea, a less than interested look on her face.
Woman: Please wait behind the line for your turn.
Tea: (o_O) What? There's no one else here and he can barely walk! He needs some help.
Woman: I said wait behind the line ma'am.
Marik: 'WTF' (u_u)
Tea: (-_-) Fine have it your way. (She mumbled backing up behind the line.)
10 minutes later.
** * ** * 20 minutes later.
Tea: (Tapping her foot impatiently.) Okay you know I've been waiting here for a really long time! ARE YOU READY YET PRINCESS DIE!!!
Marik: (Asleep.)
Woman: (Yawning.) Have you filled out the papers?
Tea: Yes.
Woman: Have you written down the symptoms and the needed information?
Tea: Yes. (Between clenched teeth.)
Woman: Have you taken a number?
Tea: YES!!!!
Woman: And you have written down your insurance number I suspect right?
Tea: LADY! YOU'RE GOING TO BE CHARGED FOR A HOMICIDE IF YOU DON'T SEND HIM IN SOON!
Woman: (Blinking.) Fine then. I'll have a wheel chair sent down to pick him up in just a few minutes. You my dear will have to wait here.
Tea: Fine. (She huffed walking off.)
Tea took a seat next to the Zonked out form crouched over. What a night this was. And there Marik was sleeping away, as if this were no big deal. Well she wondered what those engravings were on his back. Maybe she could just, oh poke it perhaps. I mean he was slumped over and she wouldn't get another chance. Oh well.
Carefully, she reached out a hand, her index finger leading the way towards his back. Guess curiosity really did kill the cat.
Marik: Get away from me.
Tea: (Startled.) Uh, you're awake!
Marik: I've been awake. I don't let down my guard especially when your type is around. I was merely resting my eyes.
Woman: Tea Gardener?
Tea: Y-yes?
Marik: Humph.
Woman: The doctor will see Bobby Bear now.
Marik: (o_o) Who the hell is that?!
Tea: What name was I supposed to use?
Marik: My name! (Growling.)
Tea: Well I wasn't sure if I should! Don't yell at me!
Marik: Never mind!
Tea watched from the safety of her seat, as three men opened the door, rolling a wheel chair in their path. She listened intently as Marik threw a hissy fit, being pulled up like a new born baby, and placed in the wheel chair gently, and rolled through the door and down the hall out of sight but not quite out of hearing range.
"IT HURTS! DEAR RA DOES IT ALWAYS FU***** HURT LIKE THIS WHEN YOU'RE A MORTAL!!!!!"
Man: Hey Will, let the doctor know he's becoming delusional.
Will: Right. Damn hippies.
Hours passed by yet it seemed like it was forever. Tea hadn't moved from her spot the entire time. She was tempted to go home, to run away from the awful man being treated down the hall, to escape for her life to Yami or Isis Ishtar, someone who could help her! But she wasn't one to ever go back on her word. Was it possible that perhaps she was even a little concerned? To sit here until 2:00 in the morning wasn't something she'd do for just anyone, but for the psycho lunatic who tried to kill her friends, including her, rule the world and most likely destroy it bringing all three God cards to his disposal! Well, had she totally lost her mind?!
"I wonder how he's doing. Maybe I should check on him just so he knows I'm not bailing out on him or anything. GULP, and he won't hunt me down for it later."
Rising from her chair, her cell phone clutched in one hand, Tea glanced around searching for any person in sight. The woman who was behind the desk earlier was gone, and the only door that was open was the same door Marik was led out of. Feebly, Tea proceeded through the door, in hopes to find the insane killer, who couldn't have been far.
A series of screams like no other led her to believe he couldn't have been too far down. But was he really screaming? Was she hearing right or was this just a dream? She could never imagine someone like him to ever scream in such a way. It was something straight out of a horror movie and it sent a wave of chills directly up her already freezing spine.
Tea's footsteps approached a beam of light escaping a cracked door on her left. She could hear human voices mumbling here and there about things, even the woman whose voice was now shaky, but that wasn't even what pulled Tea closer. It was the screams again. Someone was suffering, someone who was in a lot of pain. What was going on in there?!
Out of panic Tea ran to the door, peeking in ever so carefully. There in the white lit up room, was a doctor, a couple nurses, the men that had rolled Marik down the hall earlier, and the same woman from behind the desk. They were all circled around the male laid or rather forced down on the examination table. A few sheets were spread across, along with utensils, medications, blood bags, and needles. Tea covered her mouth with one hand and squeezed her little cell phone with the other in sheer horror!
There was Marik, his eyes wide with a look she had never seen on anyone before!! Was it a look of horror, fear, or just pain! His hair was tied back in a pony tail to keep off his already sweat soaked face, and he was now in an almost baby blue apron. A breathing mask lay across his nose and mouth and several tubes could be traced from a plastic bag directly into his skin.
"AWWWWW!!!!!!" His voice gurgled over, as his hands curled into fists, his veins becoming incredibly noticeable. She could almost make out tight plea's coming from the back of his throat. His eyes squeezed shut and it was in that moment that Tea saw tears!
Was he crying?! Was Marik crying?! He had never cried before, Tea never even thought he was capable of tears since he wasn't really human, he didn't fully exist!
Had Marik actually developed a soul and body of his very own?!! That would only mean that he could experience emotions the same way she and everyone else could. That would also mean that such pain as he was experiencing right now, had to be almost unbearable for someone who had never had such traits before! This was all new to him and something as awful as this would have to be horrifying even for someone who enjoyed terror!
"Oh my gosh! Not even he deserves this!" She said aloud to herself, watching as a needle was injected into his left arm.
"Dear Ra stop it!!!!!!!!" He cried out, his teeth grinding together.
If her intuition was right, then Marik was going to try to kill her even more now after this incident. She was only trying to help him with the wounds he had received and of course he was getting medical attention, but she had no idea that he really was a full mortal who could feel pain. Not only that but from someone who had never experienced such things before. How sad, how sad it must've been for someone like him at that moment. It was either a blessing in disguise, or a punishment from hell.
Tea: Hey what's going-
"Your Tea Gardener am I right?" A voice replied out of nowhere. Tea looked up and was startled to see the doctor completely clothed and covered in operation gear, staring back at her.
Tea: Y-yes. Um what's going on with him?
Doctor: Hmm, you shouldn't be here. (He replied pealing the gloves off.)
Tea: Hey please tell me what you're doing to him!
Doctor: I'll be straight forward with you. We had to rush your friend into surgery right away. Any later and he would've been dead.
Tea squeezed the cell phone tighter, unsure how to react to this statement. All color drained from her face. If she wanted to she could've killed this murderer herself by doing absolutely nothing. She could've ran away while helping him to the hospital, leaving him on some street to die and possibly suffer worst then the way he was suffering right now. She could've ended this herself and yet in her heart she couldn't do that to another human being. Not ever!
Tea: W-why what's wrong?!
Doctor: Well he had severe internal bleeding. An important artery to the heart was missed by only a few centimeters and that's what saved his life. Also he had two fractured ribs and a puncture wound to his small intestine. That was minor. All in all he'll be perfectly fine and he'll be ready to go home in a week or two.
Tea: (Sighing.) OMG that's good to hear. (*_*) I think.
Doctor: Ahem excuse me?
Tea: Oh nothing um just why is he screaming like that?
Doctor: Uh well I'm unsure really. Of course to get to the internal bleeding we had to get in there quickly and I didn't have time to put him under anesthesia. Besides in his current position and the speed of his heart, it's risky to use it, so I pumped him full of numbing medicines, every strength and type I could find. He shouldn't be able to feel anything really. (Rubbing his head.)
Tea: (o_O) 'What a cry baby.'
Doctor: Well we've got it from here. You can go home and come back tomorrow if you like. He'll be awake by maybe mid-afternoon. I give it only a week at the most though. Blood vessels, when sealed properly, can heal quickly.
Tea nodded silently, giving Marik one more glance before turning around. She could and would do nothing else.
Staring down at her cell phone, Tea knew what she had to do.
RING, RING, RING!
Yugi: Hello?
Tea: Um Yugi is that you?
Yugi: Hey Tea is everything alright? You seem kind of tired.
Tea: Oh yeah I'm just peachy. (-_-) Uh I know this is going to sound weird but can I talk to Yami for a minute?
Yugi: Um yeah wait one minute Tea.
A couple of seconds later, another voice recognizable to the ear, gained Tea's full attention.
Yami: Tea? Is everything alright?
Tea: (-_-) 'Why does everyone ask me that?'
Yami: Tea? Hello?
Tea: Uh hi Yami! (She said cheerfully.)
Yami: (Blinking.) Uh hi Tea. So is there something you wanted to ask me?
Tea: Yeah actually I wanted to tell you something more than ask you. You know Y/M?
Yami did not reply. There was only the hoarse breathing over the phone.
Tea: Yami?
Yami: Yes I remember? Why what's wrong?
Tea: Well I-
It occurred to Tea that telling him straight out might not be safe yet. Now that she knew Marik wasn't just an evil spirit whose powers were just momentarily taken away, what was supposed to happen to him? Could Tea really tell Yami?
Yami: Yes? Tea, are you there?
Tea: Um yeah you see I had this dream that Marik came back.
Yami: I see. (Serious.)
Tea: And well I know it's been awhile, but sometimes dreams can tell you what's to come. You told us if anything weird ever happened concerning him, we were to tell you or Isis right away.
Yami: Yes I said that. I'm glad you told me.
Tea: Well I wanted to know or more ask now. Um if HE were to ever come back what would happen?
Yami: I know what the being wants. It has never crossed my mind if such a plaque were to ever return but if he did I could not take another risk. I would use mind crush, no hesitation.
Tea's blood ran cold. Was he absolutely serious or did she just catch him at a bad time?
Tea: Even if he were human I mean mortal?
Yami: Well that is a strange question considering he was born from Malik's hatred and nothing more. I don't think that would be possible. For Bakura, yes but not for Y/M.
Tea: I know, but that's what happened in my dream. Believe me it was really complex! (She giggled forcefully.)
Yami: Well I would hand him over to Isis Ishtar in that case. They would perform their own experiments on him, I mean resurrection or becoming mortal is a thing that many people wish to discover, but he would most likely be locked up in a tomb where there would be no chance for him to escape.
Tea: (Gulp.) I see.
Yami: Why? Tea is there something more you're not telling me? You know you can tell me anything.
Tea: (Blush.) I know I was just wondering. It was a scary dream. Any advice?
Yami: Yes. Perhaps you're stressing yourself out with school and your new job. You should relax a bit. I know those nightmares are awful, I myself still remember them and yet my past is still haunting me from over 5000 years ago, but you must learn to deal with such heart aches and remove such nightmares from your dreams.
Tea: Yeah you're right. Well I guess that's it then.
Yami: Wait, are you sure you're okay?
Tea: Yeah I'm fine, just wondering.
Yami: Alright then. Oh and Tea?
Tea: Yes Yami?
Yami: Goodnight.
Tea: Goodnight.
Tea stuffed the cell phone back in her purse, heaving a heavy sigh. Her eyes began to close slightly as she proceeded down the sidewalk towards her house. It was official to her. Those tears in Marik's eyes, the promise she made. She hadn't given up on anyone, not even Kaiba, though she often found herself in denial with him. (-_-) She couldn't just have him thrown away. Perhaps she could even teach this Malik look-alike what it meant to be human and to love and feel and so on. She would almost be a hero if she could do that! (^_^) Well one thing was clear to her and she had made up her mind about it. She couldn't tell anyone about Marik.
Zoeygirl: Holy crap was this long, weird, and pointless or what? Oh well guess I enjoyed writing parts of this chappie. (O_O) This was long. Anyways I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. (*_*) Te, yeah right. Anyways any guesses please feel free! I'm sure by now we all know what Pharaoh's friend this story is being referred to. (^____^)