A/N: Yes, so also a note that Sennen Items are the Millennium Items and I believe that the names of the Tauk and the Ankh are changed to Necklace and Key. If that helps at all.

I know a lot of this fic doesn't make sense currently, but hopefully it will eventually.

Summary: A plane crashes, more visions and Shadi and Isis have a nice little talk, in which Shadi confesses he has no clue who he's talking to.

I feel the wind in my hair
And it's whispering, telling me things
Of the storm that is gathering near
Full of power I'm spreading my wings

"Last night at approximately 8:00 an airplane flight destined for France crashed in the Egyptian desert, details as to why this crash occurred are not yet available. Rescue workers are searching for survivors..."

Isis stared at the television in horror. That plane, that was the flight she and Shadi were supposed to take, she could have been on that plane! She could have been killed!

"Sabotage," Shadi said darkly, looking at the television.

"You think… someone wants us dead? Why?" Isis stared at Shadi, sure he may be the most knowledgeable when it comes to Sennen Items, but with his habit of delivering messages of death and destruction, perhaps he wasn't the best judge of what was accidental and what was a murder attempt.

"We are carrying three Sennen Items. Three of the most powerful artifacts known to man, if we were dead, anyone would be free to take them," Shadi explained, his eyes clouding over.

"But how many know about the power of the Sennen Items, and if they do know about the power, how many know that we carry them?" Isis asked, it all seemed like a coincidence, a frightening too-close sort of coincidence, but one nonetheless.

"If someone were to search hard enough, I believe there is enough scattered information to point to us as holders of Sennen Items," the thought was unnerving and Isis was once again regretting agreeing to this search for holders. She suddenly felt wide open to attack on this boat in the middle of the ocean.

"This also explains your reluctance to take that flight, the Sennen Tauk was warning you of the danger. That will be helpful if whoever sabotaged the plane should decide to try other means to dispose of us," Isis was at a loss to how Shadi could speak about someone trying to 'dispose' of them so easily. He may not value his life, but Isis certainly valued hers. That brought the old question to Isis's mind of exactly how alive Shadi was.

Isis nodded, "I'm going to go for a walk," she stood and left the small cabin where she and Shadi were.

Li-Ming looked at the invitation in her hand,

Li-Ming Egan
You are invited to participate in the first annual Duel Monsters World Championship. Should you wish to participate, the tournament begins on May 1st in London, England. Please contact us with your reply before April 25th.
Regards,
The International Confederation for Duel Monsters

A World Championship for Duel Monsters, a chance to prove herself internationally, Li-Ming couldn't wait. She was the top duelist in China and now she would be able to show the whole world what she could to.

"Dad!" Li-Ming ran into her father's study, clutching the letter in her hand.

"Yes?" her father asked, looking up from behind his wire framed glasses.

Li-Ming handed her father the letter and grinned, "I can go, right?"

Her father smiled, "of course, I haven't been home in years, it's about time."

Li-Ming's father Donald was actually British, he had met her mother when she had gone to London to study and they had fallen in love and Donald had come back to China with her. Li-Ming had never been to her father's country, and now she not only had the chance to compete internationally, but she would also get to see her father's home country.

Isis stood at the side of the ship watching the water below her, feeling the wind blow through her long hair. Someone was trying to kill her, not that she hadn't been in a similar situation, but now she did not know who it was, nor how she could deal with it.

"I am sorry for getting you involved in this."

Isis started at the sound of the familiar voice behind her, as Shadi came up beside her, resting his elbows on the side of the boat.

"I would say that I never knew that this would happen, but that would be a lie because I suspected something of the sort might. But I am sorry for putting you in danger; it was the only way I knew. I sometimes forget that not everyone exists the way I do, and that not everyone's existence is based on the fate of the Sennen Items," Shadi sighed, looking out over the water.

Isis nodded, resisting the urge to ask exactly how it was Shadi existed, "I should have known that there was the danger, there is always a danger when you carry a Sennen Item. I should be used to it by now."

"Don't get used to it, I have gotten used to it and I have forgotten what it is to live," Shadi looked at Isis closely, and then turned away, "it is too easy to talk to you, I sometimes forget that you are not who I think you are."

Isis was about to ask exactly who he thought she was, before he turned and walked away, leaving her to think over his mysterious words.

"Gautier, voulez-vous jouer avec moi?" A small blond boy held up a duel monsters deck looking hopefully at Gautier, the Shadi look-alike.

"D'accord!" Gautier pulled out his own deck.

Isis blinked and found herself staring at the ocean again and not into the face of a younger, happier, Shadi.

"You fool! I gave you a simple task, crash the plane and take the Sennen Items and you couldn't even do that!" The man in black shouted.

"They were not aboard the plane. They must have known of our plot, though how I do not know. I will get to work finding what means they are using to get to France," Nirobi sneered at the other man, there was nothing he hated more than taking orders from this man no different from a spoilt child. Soon, he thought. Soon he would be the master and his boss would be the slave.

"See that you do find where they are, and quickly. I am growing impatient Nirobi. I want those items."

"Yes, sir. You will have them." Nirobi smirked as he turned from the other man, soon he would have them. He would have the power that had long been denied to him.

"I have finally returned," a white haired man stated.

A man with tattoos across his forehead stared in horror, "impossible!"

"Is he immortal?" a round, elderly man seemed to agree.

A man with tri-coloured hair glared at the white haired man, "Bakura!"

The white haired man, called Bakura, grinned, "You have done it, the great priest of darkness! I would like to hear about your grudge!"

"You…" said a man, called the priest of darkness by Bakura.

"You shouldn't be surprised, your body should have known it, the great power of Zork. It is by that great power that I have been revived," Bakura grinned twistedly at the priest of darkness.

"The wicked Zork! By that power…" the old round man cried out.

"The great and wicked priest of darkness. There is no time for you to go on about your lasting grudges. You have something to do, don't you? To him…" Bakura looked to a tall man dressed in blue.

"Seto!" cried the priest of darkness.

"Yes," said Bakura, "you were to take out the Blue Eyes and give it to him."

Gautier opened his eyes the remnants of the dream making him feel nervous and scared by every shadow that danced across his room. He had never had such an unusual dream before and it left him feeling distinctly scared, like the terrifying Bakura would pop out of any corner of his room and attack him.

"Gautier? C'est d'accord?" Gautier's best friend Richard sat up in his bed next to Gautier's.

"Oui, Richard. C'était seulement une cauchmare," Gautier assured his best friend.

Yes. Another chapter with another crappy AE flashback/dream thingy. Let me know if I've made any mistakes, I'm translating most of what I'm writing there, and it's from memory as well so if anyone has any corrections they would be much appreciated.