THE FOURTH HURRICANE! FLORIDA NEEDS A BREAK...I NEED A BREAK!!!!! AGHHH!

Anyways...I feel so loved with the reviews! If I get enough I MIGHT just make a sequel where Bakura...well I don't want to give it away...::wink::

This is a romanctic, sad, and slightly humorous chapter. YOU WILL FIND THE IDENTITY OF THE EVIL MAN AT LAST!

Disclaimer: To keep it short and sweet, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Recap: "I'm afraid my dear, that Yami will not be able to wear any of those so-called clothes in the shadow realm. In fact, I'm afraid neither of you will walk away alive..."

Both hikari and Yami turned around, startled. Carla was especially shocked; she recognized that voice...it was the hypnotic guy; the guy who spoke in her head. Yami was shocked too and the figure seemed familiar...but Yami had major memory problems and couldn't place the name. They looked at the figure warily as he appeared out of the shadows.

"Hello Phar-aoh, hello little girl. (Carla in her thoughts: WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M LITTLE?!!!! TT) Why so shocked, don't you remember me...?" said the voice from the shadows, obviously mocking them.

Yami was scratching his head thoughtfully.

"Ummmm....no."

Evil guy does a major sweatdrop.

Yami continues, "Err...it's on the tip of my tongue...nope, lost it. I guess there are way too many people in my past life...or lives when you think about it. You must not be one of my chief priorities, I'm sorry to say...when I left..."

Carla was sweatdropping by this time too. The evil guy looked indignant.

"DON'T YOU REMEMBER ME!? IT IS I...(dramatic pause) MARIK!" cried Marik as he stepped out of the shadows, revealing his odd sandy blonde hair that contrasted his tanned skin. His most conspicuous features were a) his extremely devil-like spiky hair that put Yami's to shame, b) evil eyes that seemed to show no mercy, and c) his weird leering voice that had evil maniac written all over it.

Yami looked a bit constipated as he scrunched up his face trying to remember...and then a lightbulb went off. (A/N: sorry, the clueless Yami antics are too cute too resist!)

"OHHHHH. Now I remember it's you Marik, the guy who tried to conquer the world through the Egyptian Gods. Hmmm...you haven't changed, your hair is sooooo tacky, and your fashion style is HORRIBLE. Lavender?! Not to mention you still have that Millennium Rod..."

Carla and Marik: (-.-;;;;) Clueless Yami...

"You think this is all a joke then pharaoh well is THIS funny?" Marik cackled as his Rod sent a blinding ray of light towards Yami. Yami's puzzle managed to shield him and Carla from the ray. Unfortunately, then the shield flickered and broke leaving Carla and Yami with a bit of whiplash. Yami's adorable clueless look was replaced by his trademark game-face look.

As realization struck Yami, he opened his mouth and said in his deep, commanding voice:

"Marik you have committed many wrongs upon my hikari, IT WAS YOU WHO TRIED TO KILL HER WASN'T IT?! (Carla: ooooh he's in troubbble...with YAMI AND ME) IT WAS YOU WHO TRIED TO BREAK HER SPIRIT!...IT WAS YOU WHO TURNED EVERYONE AGAINST HER!!"

A pissed Yami got out his deck of cards from his back pocket, which was still in good condition, and said angrily, (A/N: if you don't know what he's going to say next then you need to really need to go back to Yu-Gi-Oh! preschool)

"IT'S TIME TO (a/n: D-D-D-D-D- JK) DUEL!"

Marik however grinned evilly, ignoring the threat.

Bad sign.

"OH PHAR-OAH. Since you put me in the Shadow Realm I've had a lot of free time on my hands (Yami smirked with a no-kidding look)...I've used that time to research, and look what I found." Marik said with a smug smirk.

He took out a dirty scroll that looked as if it had been shoved in a dark corner, squished, for five millennia. He tossed it to Yami, who caught it warily. Yami skimmed the scroll. Blahblahblah...

WAIT.

Oh no, how could he have missed this?! This was impossible! It couldn't be, but there it was in small Egyptian hieroglyphs that could only have been made by the chief magician:

Shadow games are fought to duel over the possession over the prized Millennium Items. The nameless pharaoh often did this, and has been successful with this method. However, an unorthodox alternative has been found. All must one do to gain possession of a Millennium Item and its power, is battle with the power of the Millennium Items and the energy the owners possess. Of course this means that this method is only available to owners of a Millennium Item so it is often disregarded."

DISREGARDED?! DISREGARDED HIS AS- Yami was simply shocked. This just said that all those shadow games, all those painful, tiring, battles for power, COULD HAVE BEEN RA-DAMNED AVOIDED. WHAT A WASTE OF TIME. If he could he would've wrung his chief magician's neck.

Marik chuckled evilly.

"So you see pharaoh...there is no need to duel...all we must do is see which millennium item is better and which owner is more capable of handling such raw power...ME. Pharoah while you have let your shadow powers dull with your slumber, (Marik's voice is steadily getting louder) I have grown stronger each day absorbing the darkness the shadows gave me! PREPARE TO MEET YOUR FATE!" bellowed Marik as the horus eye on his Millennium Rod and on his forehead both glinted malevolently. A gold light erupted from the rod and before Yami could counter, it struck him in the chest.

Yami gasped with the terrible pain he felt and doubled over. Carla was by his side in an instant seeing if Yami was ok. Yami was breathing deeply but was fine...for the moment.

It was as bad as a shadow game. Actually it was worse...DIRECT HITS FROM MILLENIUM ITEMS HURT MORE THAN DUEL MONSTER CARDS. His puzzle gave out a faint glow but Yami knew immediately it wouldn't be enough. Marik was right; he WAS stronger.

And Marik was definitely rubbing that fact in.

"Is the wittle pharaoh tired? ...Maybe you should just surrender! Poor, poor Yami at least I didn't get stuck with a girl as my hikari!" taunted Marik. That last comment made Carla think...was Phillip Marik's hikari, and if so where WAS he?

"Marik where is YOUR hikari? What have you done to him!" cried Carla thinking for Phillip's safety. Sure, Phillip was a pompous geek, and sure Carla despised him with a passion, but that didn't give Marik the right to abuse his hikari...or worse.

Marik sneered and kicked a vaguely familiar lump from behind him. It was Phillip and he looked unconscious...(Carla gasped)...but there was no scratch or blood upon him. Marik glanced at his hikari, disgusted.

"The weak fool fainted when I appeared."

"I can't blame him. You ARE quite creepy." retorted Carla.

(TT) "You're next, little girl..." (Carla: grrrrr...)

Yami and Marik began to fight each other, blinding lights emitting from both items. Yami managed to give Marik a light blow, but whatever blow Yami managed to inflict upon his enemy Marik countered it tenfold. Yami was now on his knees, panting. His mind kept chanting the same thought over and over again: this was way worse than a shadow game. At least then he wasn't constantly hit!

In the meantime...

Carla had stood in horror as each of Marik's rays hit Yami, her Yami's pain seeming to come out in slow motion. It was always the same with each hit. Yami would gasp painfully as the ray found its mark, and then double over, his tormented crimson eyes showing his pain and futile hope for victory.

Yami was slowly dying.

And Carla was infuriated with herself for just watching from the sidelines mouth agape like a fish while Yami battled. Yami had pushed her aside with an I-don't-want-you-getting-hurt-because-of-me look. Carla couldn't stand to let Yami die, and with Yami's death, the world was certainly doomed. She knew what she had to do, but was uncertain. Carla didn't want to die. She loved life. She had wanted to live out her teenage years, go to prom, then college, and eventually get married and die peacefully in her sleep.

But Carla watched as a yell erupted from Yami's mouth as Marik hit him directly. It was a yell of pain...but what disturbed Carla was that it had a resigned, despairing note to it.

She suddenly knew what she had to do.

"MARIK! You may think you've beaten Yami, but you overlooked an important factor. ME." cried Carla, earning Marik's attention.

Yami looked with worry at Carla while Marik scoffed, "So what is the mighty little hikari going to do?"

"THIS. I will perform Neferti's Wish...and I am NOT little!" Carla said her eyes shining with triumph as Marik looked on with shock. Yami on the other hand, was running to her, horror etched on his face about what his dear hikari was about to do.

"Hekeht." began Carla in a clear voice. A gentle white light began to surround Carla's body.

"NOOOOOO! Carla stop it! Don't do this, your life isn't worth it!" cried Yami as he desperately ran towards Carla. He reached her and tried to get through to her but as Carla wished it, the light blocked Yami.

Yami's voice was husky and hoarse as he whispered,

"No...please no... Don't do this Carla. Why did you read that ra-damned scroll?... I...I...don't want to lose you." Yami finished off, not exactly saying what he wanted to say...but then again he wasn't sure what he had been trying to say. Tears streamed openly from his eyes.

Carla looked Yami in the eyes as she the next word with certainty, "DAIBES."

More beautiful, white light came and Carla knew it was her energy, her life force.

Carla's eyes shined with regret as in that moment she became painfully aware of what she was doing and what she was about to lose. The light flickered.

Yet it only lasted a moment.

She thought of all her family and friends, how she loved them all, and couldn't bear to see her nightmare come true. She looked up into Yami's crimson eyes again. She saw his tears, and she saw many emotions in them. Concern, worry and...she couldn't quite name the last emotion Yami's eyes held. But whatever it was, Yami's eyes were full of it.

She thought with all her being of how she would do anything for them.

The light shone again, twice as strong.

Yami was beating his fists helplessly against the white light. Marik just looked utterly stupefied at the moment, as he couldn't grasp the concept that a human would willingly give their life up for someone else, especially for the Pharaoh.

Carla took a long pause before she said the final word...but looking up into the sky, she truly knew what it meant to be brave.

The teenage girl smiled in triumph as she yelled the final word, "NAHAPHYT!"

A mysterious wind began to pick up and swirl against Yami and hikari. The white light started to come streaming towards Yami. He didn't care. All he had eyes for was Carla, as he put her in a protective embrace. He cupped her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him.

"You will always be my brave hikari girl."

Carla gave out a weak reply (her lack of energy was starting to affect her) "I know."

Yami looked sadly at Carla, his tears wetting her hair as he tucked his chin under her head. Carla's lips became tinged with blue. She quickly lost the ability basically do anything but cuddle against Yami as utter tiredness overcame her. She was so...sleepy. But Carla knew as soon as she closed her eyes, she would never open them again. So she took one last look at the world. She could only move her head enough to look up into Yami's lovely crimson eyes, but that was more than enough. Yami could have sworn a hint of a sad smile crossed Carla's face before her eyes closed to the world.

Yami let out a howl filled with sorrow and longing as Carla's body went limp; his beautiful, funny, infuriating, and kind hikari was gone.

Yet...

Yami looked at Carla's face shocked with his eyes brimming with tears; it was a final act of Carla before she went.

...A tear trickled down her cheek too.

Whew! I had major writers' block while I wrote this so forgive me if you think it's bad.

Next chapter well...let's just say I don't want to be Marik next chapter.

As for all the reviewers who are mad if they think I killed my character...well as taken from a quote from some book (don't remember which one) "What's loved, lives." Then again her death might be necessary...(reviewers start getting armed with pitchforks...AGAIN)

O.O Me: uhhhh...well you'll just have to wait and see. GOT TO GO! (runs away frantically, reviewers: get her!)

-Starlet36