Disclaimer: Don't own YGO.

The blimp landed in Egypt the next day. Malik got off at the airport, and Marik followed, head down, looking lost. Mokuba stood behind his brother as the older Kaiba addressed Malik.

"I'm going back for Isis and the others. You do what you want, you psycho freak." Malik shrugged.

"I will do as I want, and you do as you will. You can't stop me, and Isis will be afraid to try because of what I have in my possession that I can hurt at the slightest whim. Come on, you." He stalked off, Marik behind him. Malik made his way through the crowd, pushing people out of his way. Marik stayed with him as best he could, but he kept falling behind and having to shove his way through. Malik kept having to wait for him. Marik knew that if he got too far away from Malik, the collar would hurt him. Finally, they got through into a line for security. The guard stopped them.

"Please take off any large metal objects and step through the detector," he said, sounding incredibly bored. Marik froze; what about the collar? Malik smirked.

"I'll just go around, thank you." In an instant, the guard's mind was taken over, and he 'graciously' showed them a way around the detector. Marik sighed. He should have known Malik would never abide by the law. They caught a cab. Malik was having fun taking over minds; they got the ride for free. They were at Marik's old home, the tomb. They went inside. Malik quickly shoved Marik into a chair and told him to stay there. He left in the direction of the room where the Tombkeeper's Initiation had been performed. Marik curled up and buried his head in his knees. It had been bad enough to be a prisoner on the blimp. Now he was captive in his own house. He felt the tears come to his eyes, but he was determined not to let them fall.

Malik saw the table where Marik had been, where the inscriptions had been brutally carved into his back. He called Marik into the room. The boy came running. At a glare from Malik, he kneeled. Malik reached down and unzipped his shirt. Pulling it off, he looked at the boy's back. Dammit, he couldn't read the marks, they were too old and scarred.

"Marik, get on the table." Marik scrambled back, horrified.

"N-no! You wouldn't! You can't!" Malik gestured, and Marik began to scream. But he wouldn't move. Malik made the pain worse and worse, but Marik still wouldn't move. Finally Malik cut it off.

"Listen, boy, get up there, or we'll do this the hard way." He hissed with anger, but Marik just cowered against the wall. Malik snapped his fingers, and a number of figures, dressed in ivory robes with hoods so you couldn't see their faces, rose out of the floor. Two of them reached down and grabbed Marik's arms. He pulled and struggled, but they were too strong.

"No! NO! LET GO! LET GO OF ME, PLEASE!" His screams went unheard as he was dragged over to the table. They slammed him down on his stomach, and strange black coils came up and wrapped around his arms and legs, securing him down. He could hardly move, but he kept up his struggling. Malik smiled. He took the sheath off of the dagger in the Millenium Rod and handed it to one of the figures. They began.

Kaiba sat at the controls. Mokuba was curled up in a chair, not looking at his brother. Seto sighed and went to his brother.

"Mokuba, what is wrong with you?" Mokuba looked up, tears streaming down his face.

"How could you, Seto? How could you leave him with that sadistic madman?" Seto sighed again.

"Mokuba, there was nothing we could do. Malik would torture him if we tried. He has that boy's life in his hand. The most we can do is get Isis and the others and together we'll find a way to help Marik. OK?" Mokuba nodded. Seto turned to his pilot.

"Put her into turbo-mode."

"Yes sir, Mr. Kaiba!" The blimp became a plane, and they were off.

A/N- OK, I know that you're all going to give me reviews that say, "Poor Marik!". That's fine, just don't flame me. Anyway, I just think you ought to know that there are ones that are a lot worse out there. If you don't like, you shouldn't read (I should take my own advice...). Keep the reviews coming! They make me go HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!!!