" Where am I?" Tristan pushed himself up and opened his eyes. He looked around confused and then down at himself. " I remember…" he stopped and thought about it. " Nothing." He looked around again. " Who am I and what am I doing here?" He climbed to his feet. " And which way was I going?" He looked toward a row of trees and then down a hill toward another row of trees. " It all looks the same." He scratched his head and sighed. A growl from somewhere in the trees gave him no more time to think about it as he started running as fast as he could away from whatever it was. That is until he tripped and fell, rolling down the hill and onto… Kaiba.

Kaiba winced at the impact and angrily pushed Tristan off of him.

" What the hell is your problem?" he said scowling. Tristan moved away, still a little shaken, and studied the boy before him.

" Do I know you?" he asked. Kaiba rolled his eyes and brushed himself off.

" Cute," he said sarcastically. " As if you could really forget me." He moved a hand to his head as if it would make the internal pain go away. " What was the big rush anyway? It better be something like a fire because if you say something stupid like you heard a noise, I might just have to…" he stopped when he noticed Tristan still staring at him intently. " What?" he asked rudely. " Look. I know you're Joey's friend but that doesn't make you anywhere close to mine and it certainly doesn't give you the right to stare at me like that."

" Who's Joey?" Tristan asked intrigued. He moved closer as if knowing the answer would save his life.

" You're really starting to annoy me. Oh wait, nevermind, you never stopped." Kaiba stood up and looked around, trying to decide which way to go.

" I don't think I like you," Tristan said, also standing.

" I know I don't like you so I guess we're even." Tristan looked down and sunk into deep thought. ' There has to be something that I know.'

" I just wish I could remember…" he whispered out loud. Kaiba seemed to be ignoring him, more concerned with whether or not his head was the only thing that hurt.

Kill him…

Tristan looked around confused.

" What?" He looked at Kaiba, who was still ignoring him.

Kill him. You know you want to. Just do it. Nobody else will know…

Kaiba turned and glared at him.

" I told you to stop staring at me like that," he snapped. " Do you need a tutorial?"

Kill him. You have it in you I can feel it. Can't you?

" I knew the mutt had strange friends but I didn't know that they were all obsessed with me. As much as I'd like to just leave you here, it seems smarter to stick together so I'm going to have to ask you to…" Suddenly Tristan pounced, feeling the hatred and anger take him over. He no longer thought about what was important, he just gave into overwhelming want to kill Kaiba. Kaiba fell back, his head slamming into the ground first, making the pain in his head ten times worse and dazing him for a moment. Then he felt two hands slide around his neck and his breath became short. He kneed Tristan into letting go and then pushed him away, backing up away from him. " What the hell? What's wrong with you?" he said still partially in shock. Tristan growled and leapt at him like an animal and for a moment Kaiba could have swore that he was. There was a fire in his eyes that couldn't be described in words that Kaiba would believe. He kicked the boy down and held him to the ground, cutting off his air with a chokehold. He let him go only when his body relaxed and Kaiba knew that he was knocked out. Kaiba took in a deep breath and tossed the sleeping body aside. " Damn," he said brushing himself off. He looked at the body and then at his surroundings. " I have to find Mokuba," he said, making it his first priority. He debated whether or not to leave Tristan or deal with him with just a hope that he'd wake up with some less threatening intentions. Either way didn't seem like much of benefit for him considering that if he found Joey and the others how upset they would be if he'd just left the boy to die, and carrying him would just slow him down…not to mention the slight, or maybe not so slight, possibility of putting his life in danger. He scowled and stood up, noticing how dark it seemed to be getting. " I don't care whose friend he is," he stated and started to walk away.

" We're walking in circles," Ryou complained loudly.

" My feet hurt," Joey added. Yugi nodded to confirm that his did as well.

" Maybe we should stop for a few minutes," Yami suggested. Bakura glared at him.

" No," he said flatly.

" Who put you in charge?" Yami scowled.

" Well if you were in charge we'd all be dead right now," Bakura responded.

" Just because you slayed a few demons doesn't make you…"

" Can you hear them?" Ryou said suddenly causing everyone except Bakura to look at him in surprise and confusion.

" Hear what?" Joey voiced everyone's thought.

" There's three of them," Bakura spoke for him. Their eyes shifted to the spirit. " They've been following us ever since we picked up blondie. They started to close in a few minutes ago. They're trying to surround us."

" They're following me?" Joey asked confused. Bakura fought the urge to hit him.

" You've been hanging out with that self-centered rich boy too much."

" Hey! He is not… I didn't… I… I am not self-centered," Joey crossed his arms and pouted. Ryou leaned over and whispered to Yugi.

" Shouldn't we be more concerned about whatever's following us?"

" I don't know. Bakura seems pretty calm considering that he knew they've been following us for some time and he didn't say anything. Maybe they're harmless," Yugi returned. Ryou went quiet, choosing not to respond.

" You KNEW they were following us for THAT long and you didn't SAY anything?" Yami said, not hiding his anger very well. " What's wrong with you?" Yugi frowned as the two spirits got into another argument. Ryou and Yugi sunk back a little away from the group. Yugi sighed.

" I don't think I like this game," he said.

Mokuba lay next to something warm and smiled thinking he was waking up at home.

" A dream," he whispered, but when he opened his eyes and turned around, expecting to see his brother…he came face to face with… " Tea?" He screamed and scrambled away from her as quickly as he could. " Oh. My. God. Ewww. I just touched…" he shook his head and wiped at his clothes. " That's so gross." He made a face of disgust. Then Tea started to stir, which made him slid a little farther away. She pushed herself up and rubbed at her eyes, then opened them.

" Mo…Mokuba?" she asked as her eyes started to focus. " What's going on?" She looked around and then frowned. " Oh. Right. How could I forget?" She rolled her eyes annoyed at her stupidity and then looked back at Mokuba. " Are you okay?" she asked. He managed a nod and then inched his way back over to her.

" Are you?" he asked. She looked herself over.

" Yeah, I think so. Things seem different here," she tried to find a way to explain why her body didn't hurt as much as it had when they were in the real world. Mokuba didn't take that meaning of the sentence.

" You can say that again," he said looking at where they were. They seemed to be on a mountain. There was a lake at their backs and a canyon with a rope bridge at their right. Straight ahead was a seemingly never-ending patch of trees. When Mokuba turned back Tea brushed his hair aside and the movement made him recoil and move away again.

" I'm not going to hurt you. I just wanted to get a better look at that cut on your head," she said disappointed. Mokuba's eyes went up as if he could see it and he touched a hand to his forehead, only to withdraw it again when pain shot through his nerves. He looked at the blood that reddened his fingertips and Tea smiled at the face he made. She moved to help him again but he pushed her away.

" I can take care of it myself, thank you," he said indignantly. She shook her head.

" Just like your brother. You know, it doesn't hurt to ask for help every once in awhile." He ignored her and stood up, walking over to the lake. Tea followed not wanting him to get too far away. " So what do you think this game is supposed to be? Like Survivor or something?" she asked hoping to start a friendly conversation. Mokuba didn't respond, caught up in his reflection in the water. He reached a hand down to touch the surface but something jumped out at him and he fell back in surprise. Tea reacted by pushing him further away from the water's edge as fast as she could, then curling up in pain, realizing that maybe she wasn't as fine as she'd first thought. Mokuba caught his breath and watched her as she fought to convince herself that the pain wasn't really there. He leaned toward her to see if she was okay but she stood up suddenly and he fell back again.

" Let's find a way out of here," she said grabbing his hand and pulling him to his feet. She dragged him away from the lake and the canyon and toward the woods before he even had time to protest. They walked a while in silence before Mokuba spoke up.

" Hey what's that?" he pointed to a very strange looking rock half hidden in the distance. Tea looked in the direction he was pointing.

" I don't know but it looks evil." Mokuba laughed.

" You think everything's evil," he said. Tea attempted a scowl.

" I do not!" she protested. " Let's just ignore it." She pushed him in a different direction. He pushed back.

" It might be a way out." He ran toward it. " It looks like it could be some kind of clue. In Seto's game there's this…"

" We're not in ' Seto's game,'" Tea interrupted pulling him away from it again.

" But it could be the same kind. I haven't seen anything to tell me otherwise," Mokuba pulled away again, putting his hands to his hips defiantly.

" Let's just concentrate on finding the others," Tea pushed him forward, away from the large stone.

" Hey, stop pushing me!" Mokuba whined.

" Keep your hands off my brother," the older Kaiba demanded as he approached them from behind. Tea stopped moving and turned around as Mokuba took off running to hug his brother.

" Seto! I was so worried!" he cried happily.

" Is anyone with you?" Tea walked over slowly.

" Well I was attacked by a rabid wolf but I left it back there," Kaiba said, pointing in the direction he'd come from.

" Joey…" Tea paled a bit. Kaiba scowled at the implication.

" Fortunately no, but he's of the same breed," he said indifferently. Tea started off in the direction he'd indicated. Mokuba followed a little, grabbing her arm to stop her.

" Where are you going? You can't go off alone," he said.

" He shouldn't be alone either. I'm not leaving him out there."

" He's lost his mind. He tried to kill me," Kaiba tried to reason with her, why, he wasn't quite sure, except maybe because his brother was. She turned on him angrily.

" What did you say to him?" she said sharply.

" So you're saying it's my fault?" Kaiba looked at her in disgust and disbelief.

" Well you aren't exactly Mr. Charming when talking to people outside you're social class. It wouldn't surprise me if you didn't hand him the weapon and instruct him to use it just so you'd have an excuse to humiliate him." Kaiba was taken back by her anger.

" I don't LIKE fighting if you…"he started, taking offense.

A scream broke him off and all eyes shot to the direction Tristan was in. Another scream sounded almost immediately after in the exact opposite direction.

" Yugi…" Tea paled again. She looked back and forth in both directions, unsure of what to do. She looked at Kaiba for help.

" You go back there and get him!" she ordered, then took off in the direction of Yugi's scream.

" But Moku…ba…" he looked down at his little brother who smiled reassuringly.

" I'll be fine Seto, let's hurry." He pulled his brother off toward where Tristan was. They found him huddled helplessly up against a tree as a creature that looked half bird and half tiger closed in on him. Seto kicked the animal as hard as he could, sending it flying into a tree away from them and screaming away in a shocked defeat. Tristan opened his eyes to look at his savior. " Are you okay?" Mokuba helped him up. He ignored him and looked at the older Kaiba.

" You…you saved me," he said surprised. " Even after…" he trailed off. " That's…" he paused and narrowed his eyes, that fire taking over again. When he spoke again his voice sounded like it's been taken over by a demon. " That's so nice of you." Instantly, he was attacking Kaiba. Mokuba grabbed his arm and pulled him off and then kicked him in the stomach, stunning him for a moment as he shrunk away, coughing.

" I thought you were just kidding," he said as he and his brother took that moment to escape.

" Do I kid?" Kaiba asked belligerent.

" Sometimes," Mokuba shrugged. He stopped running suddenly and looked back. " But we still can't leave him."

" What are we supposed to do? We don't have anything to keep him restrained."

" So let's make something," Mokuba looked around for anything they could use.

" With what?" Seto joined the search not sharing his hope. He could hear Tristan getting closer, although not very fast, as he had been expecting.

" I don't know. You're supposed to be the smart one. Use one of the belts on your trench coat." Kaiba looked down at his coat.

" What? No. I can't do that. These coats cost me…"

" Seto, do you want to live or die defending your stupid trench coat?" Mokuba looked at him ashamed. Kaiba looked away as Tristan walked into view.

" Hey guys. I think I'm a little lost. Can you help me?" he asked innocently. Kaiba felt a tug on his arm as Mokuba loosened one of the belts. He pulled away.

" I'll do it. You just…knock him out or something," he whispered. Mokuba gave him the famous Kaiba glare as if to say 'yeah right.' Kaiba sighed. " Fine. I know how much you love ruining things." He slipped the coat off and threw it at him, then casually walked over to meet Tristan.

" We were wondering what happened to you," he said trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice. He only managed to get rid of half of it. Tristan looked toward Mokuba.

" Who's he and what's he doing?" he asked curiously. Kaiba winced at the sound of ripping but didn't look back.

" Nothing that you need to be concerned about." He waited to see if Tristan would change again but he seemed to be maintaining him normalcy. Kaiba scowled. " Be glad that I never really like you." He said and punched him as hard as he could. The brunette fell back and hit a tree, then slumped forward and passed out.

" Nice hit, Seto!" Mokuba cheered. He walked over with the belts and bound him. Kaiba clenched his teeth and shook out his hand.

" Is he breathing?" he asked as if it were the most normal question in the world. Mokuba checked Tristan's pulse and then pinched his nose closed. In response his mouth opened.

" Yep. Remind me never to try and kill you." He struggled to flip the body over so that he was lying on his back. " He's going to feel that when he wakes up," he said eying the bruise that was already forming on his face. " So what now?" he looked up at his brother for a suggestion.

" We wake him up. I'm not carrying him," Kaiba said kneeling beside them.

" Do you think that's such a good idea? He's not going to be happy."

" That's just something we'll have to deal with." Mokuba moved away as his brother started to shake the boy to wake him. Running feet approaching made them both stop and look toward the sound.

" Tea, you try to distract 'em and me and Yami will knock 'em out," a familiar voice called. Tea came shooting out of the trees screaming.

" Why do I always have to be the bait?" she whined. She tripped over Tristan's foot and tumbled down on top of him. Another creature, much like the one that had been after Tristan followed right after. Mokuba covered his face and shrunk down behind Seto when all of the sudden a whoosh sounded and the creature crumbled to the ground with a screech. Tea pushed herself up.

" Oh, my head," she moaned.

" Did I hit it?" Joey came out of the trees next, followed by Yami. Kaiba's heart stopped a minute, looking at how battered the blonde was, but he paled at the sight of Kaiba and moved behind Yami.

" What's going on here?" Yami demanded, noticing Tristan. Mokuba ducked lower behind his brother at the spirit's tone.

" Just taming the wild beast," Seto managed, moving his eyes from Joey to Yami. " Where's Yugi? Tea said it was his scream we heard." Yami scowled and crossed his arms.

" It's best not to bring that up again," Tea said looking over Tristan. " So, why's Tristan tied up now?" she asked not understanding his first explanation.

" Don't trust him. He's not real," Joey spoke up from behind Yami. Everyone looked at him confused.

" He tried to kill Seto," Mokuba said in answer to the question.

" And Seto tried to kill me. He can't be trusted," Joey repeated. Tea moved away from the two brothers.

" Are you sure Joey? He seems like himself to me," she asked. He stepped out from behind Yami and looked at Seto accusingly.

" He's possessed by Marik. He attacked me," he said. Kaiba shook his head and sighed, trying not to let the comments hurt his feelings.

" I can assure you that I'm not possessed," he said. " You're friend here however very well might be. And I never attacked you. This is the first time I've even…"

" Now I know it's not you. The real Kaiba would never believe that anyone could be possessed by anything." Even Mokuba started to doubt, backing up a little. Kaiba looked at everyone in turn and scowled.

" We don't have time for this. We need to find a way out of here before more of those things decide they're hungry." He stood up and Joey backed up a little, skittishly.

" I'm not going anywhere with you until you prove to me that you aren't Marik."

" How do we know that you aren't Marik just trying to throw everyone off?" Kaiba turned on him, not in the mood for the blame game.

" We'll never get anywhere unless we can trust each other," Yami said.

" Tell that to your friends," Kaiba looked away annoyed.

" So the real question is…how can we prove to each other that we're ALL really us?" Joey said crossing his arms, still glaring at Kaiba in mistrust. " You start."

" Fine. Why don't you come over here and I'll prove to you that it's really me," Kaiba smirked in challenge. Joey hesitated.