Ok, so last time it didn't finish. Better for all you readers, right? Good for you! Have fun!

Notes: Well, I'm not sure, are there any? Nope! Have fun!

Ch 16: Prophesy Portrayed

Blinding light encircled the pair, dragging Sebak and Yami back to the present. Disoriented from the flash, the pharaoh stared at the dragon, who seemed strangely preoccupied. He was looking about as if he was searching for something, or someone. Confused and hungry for more of his past, Yami asked him, "What happened? Why did you bring us back?"

But the ancient beast ignored his opponent for once and kept staring at the center of the dueling field. Suddenly his gaze was diverted by the sounds of a car pulling into the area. Tires screeching, Ishizu's car pulled to a stop a yard or so from the duel, catching everyone's attention. Gracefully, Ishizu alighted from her sedan, moving towards Yami and the others. With a hissing intake of breath and a surge of anger, Sebak warily eyed the new arrival. 'It is her,' he thought, a prick of fear emerging in his mind, 'the betrayer.'

To Yami's side Ishizu placed herself, keeping a watchful eye on the other distorted duelist. The dragon continued to do the same, up till Ishizu's contact arrived. Straight out of the ground he rose, startling everyone around except the holder of the Tauk. His kohl lined eyes stared at Sebak from under the shadow of the turban he wore. In each hand he held one of the dragon's servants by their long robes, Sef in his right and Meskhenet in his left. The dragon could barely contain his rage. "Shadi…," he growled, his quivering voice close to a whisper, "set them down, they are not a part of this."

The keeper of the Ankh returned the knifing stare, "These two serve you, so therefore they are a part of you, Desert Dragon of Set."

Eyeing him wearily, the Dragon said nothing.

Yami looked at Shadi with a bewildered eye. "What did you call him?"

"Desert Dragon of Set," repeated Shadi, "it is his true name."

"But I though his name was the Desert Shadow."

"No, my pharaoh," said Ishizu, "that was his title in the prophecies. The ancients who wrote the scriptures knew not which god monster was the leader; they only knew that one was. There has always been confusion as to how many god monsters existed, but now we know."

"Slifer the Sky Dragon, Obelisk the Tormentor, the Winged Dragon of Ra, and the Desert Dragon of Set makes four," said Shadi.

The two minions of the Dragon groveled at Shadi's feet. "Please master, make him release us," pleaded Sef.

"Yes, please master Sebak!" begged Meskhenet.

Shadi looked at the Dragon in surprise. "Sebak?" he said. "You call yourself Sebak! Of all the names you could have given yourself, you take the name given to your host!"

"So what if I did!" cried Sebak, his eyes burning in agitation. "You would not expect me to go by my true name all the time! Besides, it was handy, and I liked it too."

In the background, Joey and Tristan looked at each other, bursting into a fit of laughter. "You liked the name!" snickered Tristan.

Joey elbowed his buddy in the ribs. "Yeah," he said, "guess he's not so tough afta all!"

Tea glanced sideways at them nervously. "Um guys," she murmured, switching between looking at them and staring at the duel, "maybe you should stop now."

"Ha ha h… Why?" asked Joey.

"Can't you see, numbskull?" said Mai, feeling a bit uneasy herself.

"See what?" queried Tristan.

"Him," said Duke, pointing to the duel.

The two jokers turned their attentions back to the duel, only to be stared down by two of the angriest eyes they had ever seen. Sebak glared daggers at them, his fists clenched so tightly that they had turned white. "You dare to mock my name, you ignorant mortals?" grated the Dragon between his pointed teeth.

Joey and Tristan gulped in unison, looking at each other, wondering what to do or say. "From where I come from," continued Sebak, "names are symbols of your power. By disrespecting my name, you shame me, me and my power."

The offenders shifted uneasily, afraid at what the spirit may do. "No reply?" said Sebak. "Your silence condemns you. Now, for your punishment…"

"Don't even think about it," said Yami, the Puzzle flashing briefly, "you WILL NOT harm my friends!"

"Why should I listen to you? You are not the pharaoh anymore."

"We'll settle that latter," replied Yami, "we still have a duel to finish."

"Duel? Ha! Forever the king of games you will be, always caring about such trivial matters. Games are of little importance to me, not any more. To hell with the duel!" exclaimed Sebak, ripping the Duel Disk from his arm, sending Nabe's cards flying.

"What? Do you forfeit?"

"Forfeit? No. The only reason I dueled you was to soften you up for this!"

As Sebak's laughter echoed off the nearby warehouses, creating the illusion that the Dragon was surrounding them all. Darkness spread around the area, blanketing everyone in shadow. "What are you doing?" yelled Yami over the rushing air that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Bringing you to my world!" replied the Dragon, his voice edged with maniacal laughter.

Everyone watched as the Manacle of Set burned with a fiery glare before falling from Sebak's arm, exploding in a flash of black tinted light. A shadowy mist rose from the fallen band of gold. The bestial features evaporated from Nabe, leaving him to swoon from his long mental imprisonment. The disoriented teen blinked, passing his hands in front of his face. Squinting through the swirling fog, Nabe tried to figure out what had been going on. "Yugi? Is that you?" he asked taking a few steps towards his friend. "What's wrong?"

As Nabe walked forwards, everyone took a few steps back, staring wide-eyed at the space behind him. Out of the darkness of this primeval realm, a titanic shape materialized. Everyone gasped as its shimmering form hovered over Nabe, golden eyes watching his every move. Finally, the teen noticed everyone's fright and slowly turned to look. Just as his dark eyes met the blazing gold ones, the shape struck. With a howling roar, the shadowy beast consumed Nabe, his essence pouring into the helpless teen. At first no one moved, all still in shock. Then Yami edged closer to his friend, concerned for his well-being. Just as he got near enough to touch him, all hell broke loose. Nabe lunged at Yami, his body morphing into some hideous thing, eyes burning. "Sebak!" cried Yami over the beast's cackling snarl. "What have you done?!"

Sebak turned his grotesque frame towards Yami. "Pharaoh, now you will meet the real me!"

A shadow formed around Nabe's body until he was completely obscured. Everyone anxiously waited for what was to come. The smoky orb grew larger and larger until it dominated the dark sky. An earsplitting roar erupted from the orb as it shattered, releasing a most horrendous creature. Its body was tall and long, much like the dinosaurian predators of old. A pair of wide wings scalloped the air, keeping its long clawed feet from touching the ground. The Desert Dragon of Set turned its horned head towards Yami, flames escaping between his teeth. Upon seeing their god, Sef and Meskhenet threw themselves at their master's feet. Sebak snorted at them disdainfully, turning his attention back to the pharaoh. 'I have waited millennia for this moment,' he thought, flexing his hand talons in anticipation. 'There he is, all alone, with only two of his disciples to help him. The pharaoh is mine!'

AN: Ok, sorry about the insanely long wait. I had severe writer's block; not to mention a million other things to do for school. I suck at ending…--,,, Anyway, now that summer is out, I will try to write more, even though I have summer class. I hope to finish this soon, then start on the sequel!