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Fanfic Chapter 39: Shadi Dealings
Episode Basis: Aftermath
Previously on Yu-Gi-Oh! With Yugi gone and the Dark Magician literally seconds away from destruction, the Spirit of the Millennium Puzzle thought it was all over. Then a surprising visit revealed that the love his friends had for him kept Yugi's spirit alive. Reaching out through their bond of friendship, Joey, Harold, Tea, and Tristan were able to block Pegasus from seeing Yugi's cards. With the tables turned, the Spirit activated the Dark Magic Ritual, Yugi's face-down card, to summon the Magician of Black Chaos. But Pegasus wouldn't back down, he combined Relinquished with Thousand-Eyes Idol to form the Thousand-Eyes Restrict with the power to freeze and control enemy monsters. But instead of absorbing the Magician of Black Chaos, it absorbed hundred upon hundreds of Kuriboh who exploded crippling the Thousand-Eyes Restrict's… um… eyes. Yugi's ultimate Magician destroyed Restrict winning the duel. Yugi was revived and returned to his friends in the real world. But in true villain fashion, Pegasus escaped. At least the worst is over… is it?
As Yugi and his friends ran across the castle's rampart, Joey assured Yugi that Pegasus couldn't have gotten far.
"We better find him soon; he's the only one who can restore my Grandfather's soul!"
"Well how far can one distraught millionaire with a magic eye go?" Harold asked rhetorically.
Suddenly Tea skidded to a halt. Yugi turned and looked back. "What's the matter, Tea?"
Tea pointed to an obelisk-shape tower in the center courtyard. "That tower, it looks familiar. I think I've been there before with Tristan and Bakura."
The others turned to look at the tower. "I seemed to recall a secret room… that's it, Pegasus' Sanctuary!" Harold gave her a skeptic look. "Maybe it was just a dream."
"Not unless we were both dreaming it," Tristan said. "I'm starting to remember it too. Pegasus caught us and then the spirit of Bakura's Millennium Ring emerged and did something… they fought and… why did we forget?"
"Evil spirit?" Yugi asked.
"Tristan, was this the evil spirit that got you away from those guards?"
"I don't know, maybe…"
"Big bucks say he put a spell on Tea and Tristan, making them forget," Joey guessed.
"Who cares why they don't remember," Harold said. "If there's a secret room of Pegasus's, he's probably there, let's go!" They ran off with Yugi trailing behind.
In his private room, Pegasus stared at the three soul cards on his desk. "Who would've thought that a Millennium Item could contain two souls," he muttered. "Is that what its power is, the power to unite souls? Oh well, it matters not, it's beyond my grasp now, as is Kaiba Corp. Keeping these three souls here would serve no purpose. Besides, I'm a man of my word." The images on the cards disappeared.
In the upper gallery, Mokuba groaned.
In the catacombs beneath the castle, Kaiba groaned.
In a hospital room, Solomon Moto gasped for breath.
Pegasus turned and looked at the large portrait that dominated one wall. "Cecelia, was I wrong in doing this? All I wanted to do was reunite with you, and now… I'm sorry, please understand that it was all for you."
His Millennium Eye flashed a warning before the cold voice penetrated his ears. "How sweet."
Pegasus turned and saw a shadow at his window. He recognized the person as Yugi's friend, Bakura. But there was something strange about him. He noticed the strange necklace he wore. "I remember, you possess the Millennium Ring!"
"That's right, one day; I hope to possess all the Millennium Items. Care to wager yours on a Shadow Game?" He asked it like he was asking Pegasus to go on a walk down the street. "It'll give you a second chance for a Millennium Item. Who knows, what you want may not be beyond your grasp." He went up to Pegasus' Duel Monsters deck and began shuffling. He laid a set of cards out on the desk. "Your Millennium Item can see into people's minds, mine can see into people's souls. I can just look through your deck and it would reveal your past, your present, and your future. First, I'll look at your past." He turned over the first card. "The Happy Lover (1) card, this tells me that you experienced the joys of love." Then Yami Bakura noted that it was upside down. "Which means that it ended in tragedy." Pegasus scowled. "What a pity. Moving right along…" Yami Bakura turned over the second card. "The Mask of Darkness (2), so your recent efforts were nothing more than a cover-up for your true objectives, objectives that came from deep within your heart." Yami Bakura let out a slight chuckle. "Who would've thought you had a heart, let alone one so easily broken?"
"Quiet, let's just battle!" Pegasus snapped.
"As you wish, but first, there's one more card to be revealed."
Pegasus growled.
"Don't you want to see your future?" Yami Bakura turned over the last card. "Doma, the Angel of Silence (3), it's an appropriate card for your future, since I will now silence you forever! Prepare yourself, mortal, for a Shadow Game unlike any you have ever played before."
The two fired energies from their Millennium Items. "This match will be played on the landscape of our minds!" The very fabric of reality was distorted from the clash of Millennium energies. "Really, Pegasus, is that all you can muster? Ah, that's right, I forgot, you were fatigued by your Shadow Duel with Yugi."
He's right, Pegasus thought. The Shadow Duel did take a lot out of me.
On and on, this mystical battle went until Yami Bakura's Millennium Ring energy overpowered Pegasus's Millennium Eye energy and threw the millionaire against the portrait. "You've been defeated, Pegasus," Yami Bakura announced. You're a rank amateur compared to someone who has been playing Shadow Games for centuries!"
"For centuries? Wait a minute, you're not… it can't be! You!"
"Yes, me."
"Shadi told me the previous owner of the Millennium Ring was an evil soul! But I never would've guessed…"
"So you know who I am, not like it'll do you no good, you won't live long enough to tell anyone!" Yami Bakura went up to Pegasus. "You have lost the game, now I shall claim your Millennium Item!"
"NOOOOOOO!"
In the dining room, the eyes on the portrait of the Egyptian man started to glow.
"Did anybody besides me hear that?" Harold asked.
"You mean that scream?" Joey asked back. "Yeah."
"It sounded like Pegasus," Tea said. The five arrived at the tower to see Croquet and several of Pegasus's guards carrying an unconscious Pegasus down the stairs.
Yugi went up to Croquet. "What happened?"
"Someone has attacked Mister Pegasus," Croquet informed them.
"But what about Grandpa and the others, Pegasus promised to free them!"
"Now is not the time," Croquet said dismissively as he went off.
"Man, he looked awful," Harold commented.
"Who or what could've attacked Pegasus?" Tristan wondered.
"Let's check out the towers," Harold suggested. "We might find a clue as to who did it."
The four ran up to the tower. "So this is where Pegasus hangs out?" Joey asked.
"Whoa, big portrait!" Harold commented.
"Whoever she is, she sure is pretty," Joey commented.
"What's this?" Tea asked picking up a book on the desk. "It seems to be a diary or some sort of memoir."
Joey looked over her shoulder. "Hey, it's in English."
"Duh," Tea said rolling her eyes. "Pegasus is American."
"So can you read it?"
"I'll try."
A card fell out of the book and Yugi picked it up. It was of the same woman as in the large portrait.
"Listen to this, guys, it's all about Pegasus and some lady, probably the lady in the portrait."
"It must be," Yugi guessed holding the card up to the portrait. "She's everywhere."
"So read it, Tea. As much as I value privacy, this could contain the solution to this whole mess," Harold said.
"Okay, okay." Tea said and began reading. "'My darling Cecelia, at last I've finally found a way to restore you to this world, it's an elaborate plan but not one that is beyond my genius. It involves the Kaiba Corporation and some ancient magic I plan to harness when I obtain more Millennium Items.' This could be it," she said to the others. "This could tell us why he set up the tournament and went after Yugi!" Tea began reading again.
Cecelia, oh my lovely darling Cecelia, you know how I loved you since the first moment we met those many years ago. I'll never forget that day.
It was at a party at my father's country estate. It was a gala event, with celebrities and tycoons from all over the world. Anyone who was anyone was there, but by far the one who impressed me the most was you. Even though we were only children, I knew I was in love. We were drawn to each other and from that moment on, we were inseparable. You inflamed my passion, inspired me to become an artist, and you were my favorite subject. I was so in love. And just when I thought things couldn't get any better, you agreed to take my hand once again, this time in marriage. That was the happiest day of my life. But it was cut short, for just as we said our vows, you were struck down by a deadly disease and taken from me and this world. It was as if God himself struck me with divine wraith. I was filled with sorrow. From that moment on, I lost the will to paint. My heart grew bitter and cold, unable to accept the fact that our life together was forever lost. I decided to scour the Earth in an attempt to reunite with you without taking my own life.
My search eventually took me to Egypt, where the ancient people there believed in reincarnation, a belief I wanted to embrace. I had just arrived in town when a gust of wind blew my hat off my head. It was caught by an Egyptian dressed in a cloak and turban. He wore a strange necklace shaped like an Egyptian ankh.
"Thank you, sir."
"Stranger, heed my advice." His ankh seemed to glow with a mystical energy. "You've traveled far; seek to cure the heartbreak in your soul. Take great care, the search to heal the pain of a broken heart may lead to an even greater heartache."
"Wait, how do you know these things?"
"It matters not, go home."
But I couldn't, it was as if he could see into my very soul. If he knew of my pain, maybe he could help me heal it. I followed the mysterious man deep underground, to something that looked like an Egyptian tomb. Hieroglyphs and statues of Anubis adorned the room. The mysterious man was praying at a sarcophagus.
"So you decided to ignore my warning," he said without turning. Two guards suddenly grabbed me and dragged me into the room. "I am Shadi, guardian of the Millennium Items. Once one has gazed upon the Items, they can never leave unless they go through the trial of one of the Millennium Items."
"Millennium… Item?" I then saw that the sarcophagus had insertions, for seven objects of different shapes and designs. Only three of the insertions were filled with gold objects that looked similar in design to the ankh Shadi wore. He took one of the remaining items from its insertion on the sarcophagus. "Your fate shall be decided by the Millennium Eye. If you were chosen by Osiris to find this chamber, then the item shall give you your heart's desire. But if you are not, it will drive you mad and eventually destroy you." And before I could refuse he shoved it into my left eye. The pain was unbearable. I blindly called out for you knowing that you would not answer.
Eventually the pain subsided. "You are chosen, you now bear the Millennium Eye and its power to see things beyond the physical plain."
He was right; I could see things beyond the here and now. And the sight that I now beheld was the most beautiful sight of all.
"Maxamillian!"
"Cecelia!" Just when it seemed like I was finally reunited with you, I was pulled back to reality.
"This Millennium Item alone can not accomplish that which you seek," Shadi told me. "Each Millennium Item, houses a different amount of power and he who retrieves all seven will be powerful than Isis herself. But do not try to claim all seven Millennium Items, or you would end up like the previous owner of the Millennium Ring. Out of the corner of my good eye, I could see Shadi staring at one of the remaining objects. "The power drove him insane."
Just when it seemed like hope had been restored; it was whisked away from me as easy as the wind took my hat. But seeing you, even for that brief moment, gave me more hope than I ever thought possible.
Tea skimmed through the rest of the journal then paused at another page. "Listen to this, guys, 'Cecelia, there is a small chance that I can bring you back to life. I have discovered another Millennium Item holder, a young boy named Yugi, who defeated the Duel Monster Champion, Seto Kaiba. Somehow, I must draw him into a Shadow Game, and win his Millennium Item, for if I combine the virtual technology of Kaiba Corporation with the soul harnessing power of the Millennium Item that the boy possesses, I might be able to restore you, and once again hold you in my arms.'"
"I never really expected Pegasus to be such a passionate man," Harold said.
"Poor guy," Tristan sniffed. "He only wanted to bring back his wife!"
"Nobody should have the power of life and death," Yugi lamented. "Trying to play god only turns you into the devil."
"Wow, Yugi, that's very deep," Joey commented.
"Sorry, guys; the journal doesn't say anything about how to restore Grandpa and the Kaibas."
Yugi had just about given up hope. He understood how Pegasus must've felt when Cecelia died. Then he looked on the desk next to where Tea laid the journal and gasped. "Guys, look, soul cards!"
"And they're all blank," Harold added.
"Pegasus must've come through," Joey deduced.
"Let's go find out." Joey, Tea, and Tristan hurried down the stairs. Yugi started to follow but looked at Harold, who was staring at Pegasus' journal.
"Harold, is something wrong?" Yugi asked.
"I just realized that my assumption about Pegasus was all wrong."
"We all were wrong about him. Let's go."
"Go on ahead, I'll catch up."
"Okay."
As Yugi hurried down the stairs, he suddenly stopped before a pool of energy, like a puddle. What's going on? Suddenly a man rose out of the pool. He was dark skinned and dressed in a white cloak and turban. He also wore large hoop earrings and an object that looked like an Egyptian ankh or a key.
"He has a Millennium Item too," Yugi realized.
The man opened up his deep blue eyes. The disturbance in the mystic alignment has brought me to this time, he thought. He then set his sights on Yugi, and particularly, his Millennium Puzzle. His eyes widened. I know not who has stolen Pegasus's Millennium Eye, but perhaps I should start my search here, with this boy. He stepped up the stairs towards Yugi. Throughout the centuries, those who have come to possess certain Millennium Items have been often driven to capture them all.
"No, stay back!" Yugi shouted as he backed up towards Pegasus's sanctuary.
I sense that the thief is hiding within these very walls, and I shall start my investigation with this boy. The Egyptian man took off the key he wore around his neck and aimed it straight at Yugi's head.
"Don't come any closer," Yugi said frightened. "Joey, Tea, anybody!"
The Millennium Key shall unlock this boy's mind and reveal the truth to me.
He turned the key on Yugi's head.
He found himself in a hallway between two chambers. One was covered in bright and pastel colors and he could see inside. The ground was littered with toys and games. The other was dark, much more sinister-looking.
This youth's mind contains two chambers, the Egyptian thought surprised. Never have I seen such a thing. One appears to be a room of innocence, void of madness and corruption. The purity of the soul who exists here could not have stolen Pegasus's Millennium Eye. He then turned to the other chamber. I detect another presence inside! The door to the dark chamber swung open with a creek. This soul is much more mysterious.
Inside, he came face-to-face with a being that looked like the boy but had a dark overtone to it.
"Well, I wasn't expecting a visitor," the Spirit said. "Do not worry, you may enter the chamber if you wish, but I warn you, I will not let any harm come to the boy whom I share a vessel with." The Egyptian stepped inside. "You presence here intrigues me."
In the past, I have ventured into many minds, but never have I seen such a chamber. The Spirit's room was covered in bricks and decorated with Egyptian hieroglyphs. I feel as if I'm in an Egyptian tomb.
"I don't know how you entered here, please explain yourself. Before you trespass any further, I demand an explanation for your intrusion."
"I seek a criminal who has stolen the power of a Millennium Item," the Egyptian man explained. "It has been three millennia since the Items have been created. The dark energies were entrapped in them by a brave Pharaoh. For whom so ever gains control of all seven will wield tremendous power. For centuries, corrupt men have sought to gather the items."
"Hmmm," the Spirit simply said.
"It is my destiny to guard them for as long as they exist, and to punish those who have taken them from their rightful owners, like the thief who has stolen Pegasus's Millennium Eye."
"And you accuse me of being this… criminal?"
"You have already taken refuge in the vessel of another; that does not bode well. But if you are not the criminal, then you have nothing to fear from my search."
"Guilty until proven innocent," the Spirit mused. "An ancient concept for this modern age, however, I have nothing to hide. I'm not your criminal."
"Then grant me passage to your unconscious mind."
"Fine, I'll unlock the doors for you." The Spirit snapped his fingers and the chamber were suddenly lit up with doors and stair cases at almost every angle imaginable. It looked like an Escher painting. "You may search 'til your heart's content."
The Egyptian man looked around, obviously never seeing such complexity before in any being, mortal or otherwise.
"And now, I leave you to your exploration." And the Spirit vanished.
There are mysteries within mysteries, the Egyptian thought as he went up one stair case and down a different one. There are levels beyond levels, so I must probe each chamber to discover the truth. As he opened the door to one of the rooms, a large stone pillar came down knocking him back out. Despite his cooperation, something in his mind is covering up the truth. He got up and went down a hallway. So many doors, so many false entries, all designed to stray me from the proper path. But no matter how much they try to confuse and disorient me, my Millennium Key will show me the true way. He stepped up to a door. The Key leads me here, the truth is inside. He pushed the door open and found the Spirit sitting on a high-back chair. "It's you!" But as the Egyptian stepped into the chamber, a piece of the floor crumbled and left him dangling, inches away from being lost forever. Never have I seen mental defenses so strong, the Egyptian man thought. This could be the end of me!
"I don't know why the Spirit of the Millennium Puzzle is doing this, but I can't let him harm you," a young voice said as a hand grabbed the Egyptian's wrist and hauled him up.
It was the boy.
Once back on solid ground, he said, "Thank you for rescuing me, Young One."
"I'm Yugi Moto. I was curious what you're doing inside my Millennium Puzzle."
"I seek only the truth, but it's strange, everywhere I go; I have been blocked by trap or obstacle."
"It's strange, all right," Yugi agreed. "But I don't think the Spirit of the Puzzle is doing this on purpose. I think there are some things that not even he is supposed to know just yet. I sure wish I knew what they were."
As if some divine force could hear him, a light shown on one of the doors. Yugi and the Egyptian watched awe-struck as the door opened revealing a bright light. The Egyptian wondered why it chose to do this for the youth when it wouldn't do it for him, the bearer of the Millennium Key. Stepping through the door; Yugi and the Egyptian came to a long hallway flanked by stone tablets, each showing a different image.
"What are these tablets?" Yugi wondered out loud.
"Thousands of years ago, Egyptian hierarchy played games of great and terrible power," the Egyptian explained. "These 'Shadow Games' were played with real magic and real monsters. But those games erupted into a full-blown war that threatened to destroy all, until a brave Pharaoh locked the magic away, sealing them in stone tablets. But how could your other self have knowledge of this ancient history? It was thought to have been lost long ago!"
"Incredible," Yugi commented going up a stone tablet with an image of what looked like Catapult Turtle. "They look just like the cards we use to play with today." Suddenly one of the stone tablets came alive with the image of a very familiar monster.
"The Dark Magician!"
The Dark Magician raised his staff and aimed it at Yugi and the Egyptian.
"He's a mental defense against any intruder! He intends to destroy us both!"
"No way!"
"Unless we can stop him, we will never be able to leave this place!" The Egyptian then looked down. "Wait, this floor may be our salvation. If this is truly the Dark Magician we are facing, then the image on the floor must be his nemesis, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon! If I can use my Millennium Key to unleash its might, it will obliterate the Magician!" The image of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon started to glow.
"No, wait," Yugi protested.
"Why?"
"Because, he'd never hurt me." He stepped forward and spoke to the Dark Magician. "Dark Magician, please, we are not intruders; don't you recognize me? Stand aside and let us leave in peace! We promise not to reveal what we have seen here. You know me; you know I speak the truth! Please, trust me as I have trusted you!"
The Dark Magician lowered his staff and returned to the stone tablet.
The Egyptian was speechless. The Dark Magician was the ancient guardian of the Pharaoh, yet now he obeys this youth like he was the Pharaoh. The Egyptian came to an incredible yet undoubtedly proven conclusion: the boy was the Chosen One of the Prophecy.
Back in reality, the Egyptian removed the key from Yugi's head. "I apologize for my rude intrusion into your mind. I did not realize that you were the Chosen One. The ancient predictions have finally come to pass!" He turned away. "In my search for a thief, I have found one who is truly worthy! Beware, Yugi, the theft of Pegasus's Millennium Eye is but a sign of things to come. Powerful, evil forces have threatened to emerge, threatening to send everything into chaos as it had done in ancient times. And only the Chosen One, he who solved the Millennium Puzzle, can save it."
"Wait, can you tell me anything else about this?"
"Take care and be on your guard, for whoever has taken Pegasus's Millennium Eye will also be after yours."
"That's almost too scary to think about." The Egyptian turned and walked down the stairs. "Hey wait; I still have lots of questions! Like… who are you?"
"I have never revealed my name to anyone. I am Shadi, Guardian of the Millennium Items. I am certain we will meet again." And Shadi disappeared in the same way as he appeared. "But remember this, evil is emerging, and it will be up to you to save the world!"
Yugi gasped.
"Yugi?"
Yugi turned around and saw Harold. "Harold, did you see him?"
"See who?"
"Uh…" Yugi wondered how Harold couldn't see Shadi appear and disappear. "Never mind."
"Man, between you and Tristan, we're more zoned than the United States. Come on, let's go."
"Right." Harold and Yugi went down the stairs.
When Mokuba first opened his eyes, all he could see was a blur, then, as his eyes came into focus, he saw a boy standing over him, a boy with white hair and brown eyes wearing a sweater and jeans.
"Who…"
"I'm Bakura, a friend of Yugi's," Bakura introduced.
"Ba… kura? Where am I?" He asked.
"Hey Bakura, is Mokuba all right?" Joey asked.
"Yes, he just woke up."
"So that means his soul's back in his body."
"That's a relief," Tea said letting out one long breath.
Mokuba turned and stared lazily at the trio. "You're… Yugi's friends?"
"He seems to have suffered no aftereffects of Pegasus's eye," Bakura analyzed.
Yugi and Harold ran up to them. "A little late to the party, guys," Joey commented.
"Yeah, sorry about that, got held up," Yugi apologized. "So, how is he?"
"Back to normal, who would've thought Pegasus would keep his word?"
Harold got down on one knee and looked at Mokuba. "Hey Mokuba, you want to blow this pop stand?"
"Not without Seto," Mokuba said hoarsely. "Where's my brother?"
Nobody has an answer for him.
Down in the catacombs, Seto Kaiba lifted his head. He spoke but one word: "Mokuba."
"Excuse me," Croquet said walking up to them. Harold stepped in front of Mokuba and Bakura just in case Croquet got any ideas. "Mister Pegasus has been sent to a hospital, and as such, will not be available for the remainder of the tournament."
I wonder who could've attacked Pegasus, Yugi thought. Bakura was with Mokuba, and the others were with me so none of us could've been the culprits. Whoever did it must be pretty strong to overcome Pegasus's Millennium Eye. Yugi gasped as he recalled what the Egyptian man Shadi said. Shadi said someone stolen Pegasus's Millennium Eye, maybe the thief had a Millennium Item too.
"If you ask me, he just wants to skip out on handing over the prizes," Joey said.
"Not at all," Croquet rebuked. "As per rules of Duelist Kingdom, all prizes are to be handed out. Yugi Moto, as reward for winning the Duelist Kingdom Duel Monsters Tournament, you get this." He held out a single card in a box. The picture was of an angel, as one might imagine angels to be, female, with large white wings and sparkling halo. "It's a special edition card called the Ties of Friendship. It's the only one of its kind; and hand-painted by Mister Pegasus himself. I've been asked to deliver it to the King of Games." Yugi took the card. "Yugi Moto, by accepting this card, you've accepted your new title as King of Games."
"Say what you want about Pegasus, he can definitely draw," Harold commented.
"Because Yugi has the Glory of the King's Hand card, he's also entitled to the three million dollars prize money." Croquet handed out a check. "The tournament is now over." Croquet turned and walked out.
Yugi turned and handed Joey the check. "Here, Joey, you take it. You deserve it for dueling so hard against me, plus your sister needs it for her operation."
Joey got misty-eyed, "Aww, thanks, Yug, you've done more for me than I could ever pay back."
"Joey, you're my friend, nobody needs to pay back anyone."
Hang on, Serenity, now that I have the prize money, nothing's stopping me from saving your eyesight.
"Hey Yugi, I just realized something," Tea said. "If Mokuba's soul returned to his body, then that would mean…"
Yugi nodded, "Yeah, Grandpa's been revived too. I can't wait to get him out of that hospital."
The gang and Mokuba left the castle. The sky was just glowing red signaling the approaching of sunset. Mokuba called out for his brother, but nothing answered him.
"Seto… SETO… Where are you?"
The doors to the inner courtyard swung open to reveal Seto Kaiba.
"Big Brother, you're here, you're really here!" Mokuba cried running up to him and hugging his low section.
A/N: You know, because he's so short and all.
Joey got all misty-eyed. "Stupid… you guys gotta take care of each other. Aww…"
"Oh Seto, I didn't know what happened to you," Mokuba said holding out his locket, open to reveal the photo.
Kaiba held out his own locket which contained the other half of the photo. "I would've done anything to rescue you, Mokuba. So what do you say, kiddo, ready to get back home and pay back those goons who set this up in the first place?"
"Yeah!"
Kaiba then noticed Yugi and the others. "Thank you, Yugi, I owe you one for rescuing my Baby Brother from Pegasus."
"It was nothing," Yugi replied. "How could I do anything else?"
"I admit that our last match wasn't exactly how I would dream a rematch with you would've gone. I hope that we can meet in the arena again some day, and truly have a worthy rematch, with nothing but our pride on the line."
"I hope so too, Kaiba, and good luck taking back your company."
"Thanks. Let's go, Mokuba." And the Kaiba Brothers headed off towards Kaiba's copter.
"You did it," the Spirit of the Puzzle told Yugi as he stepped up beside his host. "You saved everyone, Yugi."
"We both did," Yugi said. "You helped me save my Grandfather's soul, and I don't even know your name."
The Spirit of the Puzzle stared off into the distance. "It's strange; it's been so long since anyone has ever asked me that. So long, that, I'm afraid it has been lost from my mind." The Spirit paused before giving Yugi a gentle smile. "For now, you can just call me… Yami."
"Well, Yami, I'm glad to call you my friend."
"And I'm proud to be one."
Joey's scream brought Yugi back to reality. "I just realized something, how are we supposed to get off this island if everyone's long gone?"
"Uh… guys," Harold began.
"The boats have all left!" Tea said hyperventilating.
"Fellas," Harold called again.
"Maybe we could hitch a ride with Kaiba," Tristan suggested.
"All of us in that one little chopper? I doubt it," Bakura rebuked.
"People!" Harold shouted, but to no avail.
"Let's go find Croquet and see if he…"
Harold let out an ear-piercing whistle (without the aid of his Watcher whistle), silencing the discussion and training all eyes on him. "Boyos, before you all start running around like chickens with their heads cut off, follow me, I have something to show you." Harold took them down to a small beach where he uncovered a small Limon speed boat.
"Whoa, Harold, how did you get this?" Yugi asked.
"I… uh… rented it from the Marina," Harold said not wanting to reveal his real method of obtaining the boat. "You guys didn't think I swam here on my own, did you? Who do you think I am, Mako Tsunami?"
"Looks like there's just enough room for all of us," Tristan said. "That is if you don't mind shoulder-to-shoulder."
"Climb on, everyone, and don't even think about pushing off before I get on because I'm the only one with the key."
"Aye-aye, Captain."
As the others started to board, Bakura smiled evil-like and held something round in his pocket. Yugi got the souls free, Joey got the money, but I have the real prize, the Millennium Eye, and soon I will possess them all.
"Come on, Bakura, or we're leaving you behind," Joey called.
"Oh, coming," Bakura said. Harold climbed into the front seat along with Yugi and Tea. He started the boat and everyone started the long trip back, getting a well-earned sleep (except for Harold) on the way.
The End
(1)
Name: Happy Lover
Level: 2
Type: Fairy
Attribute: Light
ATK: 600
DEF: 300
(2)
Name: Mask of Darkness
Level: 2
Type: Fiend/Effect
Attribute: Dark
ATK: 900
DEF: 400
(3)
Name: Doma, the Angel of Silence
Level: 5
Type: Fairy
Attribute: Dark
ATK: 1600
DEF: 1400
