Well it's about time I wrote about what really happened in the Chapter "Duel in Dark"

It must be done in order to connect the rest of the story.

In this chapter there's a lot of "mind talk" (you know like Yami and Yugi) so I figure that I'll just separate it with apostrophes ('').

Don't own Yu Gi Oh! (If I did I wouldn't have to write this!)


Cirquet grabbed her head; it was pounding like someone was hitting her over and over again with a sack of bricks. She stumbled into a young couple while trying to regain her balance, "Sorry," she muttered as she collapsed on a nearby bench. 'What is wrong with me?' she thought to herself. Something had spooked her earlier at home though now she wasn't quite sure what it was. 'I must be losing it, even my friends didn't since it but…'

"Cirquet?" A voice called out. 'Great I must be going crazy, I'm hearing voices in my head' she laughed grabbing her head.

"Cirquet is that you?" She looked up towards the source of the voice realizing that someone was actually talking to her. Big brown eyes caught her emerald ones. She starred trying to figure out who the boy was messy blond — no nearly white— hair, sad puppy dog eyes, and a very strange aura.

"…I guess I must be mistaken," he said after she didn't answer.

"Uh…Ryou, Ryou Bakura? Is that really you?" Cirquet asked in disbelief.

"So you do remember me," he smiled.

The two walked around talking about how life had been going for them and how it had not.

"So you're not living with your dad anymore Ryou?" Cirquet asked concerned. True she only knew Ryou from when they were younger; he often stayed at her home in London while his father worked on the digs her father sponsored. The two were always with each other, but when Ryou's mother died (she stayed at the Circe home as well taking care of Ryou) she only saw him on rare occasions and then nothing at all.

"Yes, I was having some problems, and it doesn't really matter anyways you know my dad was never really there anyways."

"I heard he remarried."

"Yeah, I didn't go to the ceremony though," he said leaning his head down. This wasn't the Ryou Cirquet remembered. The one she knew was happy, and sweet—not that Ryou wasn't now—but something seemed different. He had lost his mother, and his father seemingly forgot about him, but there was something else, something Cirquet couldn't put her finger on.

"Cirquet, uh…would you like to come over for a visit," he asked out of the blue.

"Huh…well I guess so." 'Ryou seemed very different just then' she thought to herself.

'Little Ryou shall we have some fun with your friend?' the darker half Bakura teased his lighter half Ryou. 'Please don't hurt her, Bakura she's a friend!' Ryou begged. 'All the more reason to invite her over.' Bakura laughed.

"Ryou?"

"What…I mean yes? What do you want?"

Cirquet starred at her friend, something was up but she wasn't going to say anything, at least not in public. "Where do you live?" was all she asked.

"Oh, follow me."

The two arrived at Ryou's apartment. It was pretty simple, just like Cirquet thought he always liked things to be simple, at least part checked out right.

"Please make your self comfortable," Bakura pointed out to a few seats, he was trying to act like Ryou with little success. He could tell Cirquet was a little thrown off but feel confident enough to still believe he could trick her. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked as he headed towards the kitchen.

"No, I'm quite fine Ryou."

'Your little friend is in for it Ryou.' 'Please, I, I haven't seen her in so long, please don't hurt her.' Ryou pleaded to Bakura. 'Pathetic little Ryou.'

Bakura walked back towards the living room. He noticed it was unusually cold in the apartment and that the lights seemed to be dimmed. He swore to himself that he wasn't hearing some deep breathing. He walked into the room and froze…from fear.

"Ryou, right?" Cirquet her eyes cutting through Bakura, she saw right through him.

"…hmm…How did you know?" Bakura teased trying not to quiver as he felt something scaly run along his legs.

"I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't now would I? Who are you?" she demanded.

"No one you need to know."

Cirquet starred at him trying to figure out just what he was, and then it dawned on her. This Yugi fellow who was at her house, he two had another side. 'No not another side, another soul? That's right the soul of the pharaoh Atem. So, Ryou…but how?' she asked herself.

'La padrona percepisco qualcosa intorno il suo collo dell'amico. Un amuleto di alcuno genere nascosto sotto la sua camicia (Mistress I sense something around your friend's neck. An amulet of some sort hidden under his shirt).' Magia (Dragon of Magic, he is the only one who can understand English) answered.

'Sotto la sua camicia? Multare guarderò poi (Under his shirt? Fine I will look then).'

Cirquet got up and walked towards Bakura. He stepped backwards but felt the claws of one of the dragons. It held him firm in place, breathing down his neck and sending chills down his spine.

"Morte essere piacevole (Morte, be nice)," she said while unbuttoning Bakura's shirt. She saw a glint of gold underneath and pulled out a strange ring. The eye of Anubis rested on it watching her with intent.

"Che è questo (What is this)?" she asked to her friends. They looked around in their memories trying to remember just what the strange ring was.

'Somiglia a uno di quegli articoli formali che il prete di Egitto hanno indossato (It looks like one of those ceremonial items that the priest of Egypt wore),' Tempo answered.

'Penso che abbia ragione la Padrona, sembra provenire da Egitto, ma ciò che farebbe tale furfante fa con un articolo albeggiato dal prete (I think he is right Mistress, it does seem to originate from Egypt, but what would such a scoundrel do with an item dawned by priest)?' Magia asked.

The question rung through the room, it did seem odd that this spirit—for he certainly was not a priest—to have such an item. It was Protezione (Dragon of Shield) that had the answer.

'Era ladro, la sua anima è stato forzata nello squillo, e Ryou è la sua reincarnazione. Lo squillo non appartiene a lui ma a un prete che ha sigillato lui in esso. Ha un'anima scura, ma non è malvagio, giusto frainteso, come lei la Padrona. Non quell'articolo intorno il suo collo è un articolo di Millennio e è un attrezzo molto potente, nonostante potente come alcuni degli altri articoli egiziani (He was a thief, his soul was forced into the ring, and Ryou is his reincarnation. The ring does not belong to him but to a priest who sealed him in it. He has a dark soul, but it is not evil, just misunderstood, like you Mistress. That item around his neck is a Millennium item and is a very powerful tool, though not as powerful as some of the other Egyptian items),' he explained.

"Bene Protezione, quando lei le parla sa sempre ciò che dire (Well Protezione, when you do talk you always know what to say)," Cirquet smiled at the dragon.

"So then, what should I call you? Or would you prefer I ask Ryou?"

"Huh, you think you can threaten me? I am King of Thieves; I don't fear you or anyone for that matter," he smirked.

"Really…I don't think Morte believes that, farla lo crede Morte (do you believe him Morte)?" The creature smiled, teething bearing, she knew it was just a threat but did enjoy when her mistress played around with her "prey".

"You wouldn't have the thing hurt me, you would be hurting little Ryou as well," Bakura laughed.

"Oh how wrong you are, I can easily separate your two souls into separate flesh and then let Morte devour you, it's been so long since she has eaten."

Bakura looked at her in disbelief. Separating from Ryou, having his own body to control and not having to worry about what Ryou got himself into. 'Perhaps,' he thought, 'I should get on her good side. It would be nice to have a body of my own.'

"Fine then, you can have your Ryou back,' Bakura said then collapsed into Cirquet's arms.

"Ryou, Ryou…are you all right?" she asked as she heard a light moan come from Ryou.

"My head…uh are you all right?" he asked, his eyes were full of fear and sorrow. "He didn't hurt you did he?"

"Ryou, Ryou calm down. I should be asking that question to you. Are you fine?"

"Uh…fine, yeah. I'm glad you're okay," he sighed.

Cirquet grabbed him tighter, giving him a hug to comfort him.

"Now little Ryou do you need some help with your little friend?" Cirquet asked with a smile.

"No, I can usually handle him, its just, I…I…I don't know."

"Well Ryou I do have that bracelet, you know the one I had to wear when I was younger. Maybe it will help you with your spirit. Or I could separate your two souls and send him back to where he belongs," she offered.

"No, it's my burden to carry. If we separate there's no telling what could happen."

"Well you know I'm here for you even when nobody else is, right?"

"Yeah…"


Cirquet left Bakura's house rather late. Lan was probably pretty upset with her, for leaving without any cause. She still didn't feel like heading home, there was still something on her mind, something scratching at her conscious. She was startled by a sudden strike of lightening. 'Rain…today. Huh…it was so clear this morning,' she thought. The wind began to pick up and what trees there were they swayed violently. The rain fell sharper and harder and began to beat against Cirquet's bear skin. The lightning lit up the street, bringing about strange shadows and images. In the corner of her eye Cirquet saw something a bit too familiar.

"Mau…?" she called out. 'I couldn't be, could it, he disappeared, but what if…'

She followed the strange image, not to sure if she was going crazy. "Mau!" she called out again. Cirquet continued to run but soon found herself in a dead end. She was about to turn around when a malicious laugh caught her off guard.

"Who's there?" she asked. The laugh continued ignoring her question.

"Just who the hell are you!" she yelled.

"You don't recognize me?" called out a familiar voice.

"Mau…?" 'No this isn't Mau…at least not mind whys.'

"Dammit show yourself!"

A large blurry shape came out of the shadows. His teeth set in a wide grin and evil thoughts on his mind.

"I demand to know why you have control over my friend's body!"

"Hehe…his soul has been replaced," the body answered.

"Re…replaced…no! How dare you! Get the hell out of my friend's body!" Cirquet screamed.

"Now, now don't get up set. I'll soon be sending you there along with him,"

"What! Who are you? What…what did he ever do to you?"

"So many questions…so little time in which to answer. I am the great Baron Van Clemens, one of the founders of the Knights, and your friend did nothing to me, he is simply a means of escape. Besides it's not your friend you need to worry about," he grinned.

"What do you mean?"

"That you will learn soon enough, now come with me so we can end this."

"Excuse me," Cirquet grinned, she wasn't about to let this egotist get the better of her.

"Come with me. I don't feel like having to defeat you in order for you to come."

"Defeat me…apparently no one told you who I was. If you want me to go with you, you'll have to fight me in a duel."

"Grr…your stubbornness persist you. Fine it will be easier this way. We shall duel, and by the rules I have set. I am aware of your dueling styles. You love to use polymerization in order to win. But I'm going to use Rules of Resurrection, so no polymerization for you," Clemens smiled at his plan.

"Oh so clever," she mocked.

"I'll ignore that little comment. Now I'll be the gentleman and allow you to go first."

"How sweet, but first I think I'll invoke the shadow realm, to make this duel a bit more spicy." A cloud of darkness surrounded the two.

"Now let us start. First I'll place a card face down in defense along with two magic cards. Your turn."

"Afraid…"

"Never."

"Well your about to be. I summon the Celtic Guardian (1400/1200). Why don't you destroy her face down card?"

The monster charged head own its foot steps pounded against the ground, but it was sent flying back towards its master.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Simple, I played the magic card Eternal Spirit which protects my defense monster for a simple cost of 200 life points, but I think I'll reverse my life point loss by using the trap Strange Counter which increases my life points for any card I have to pay for."

"It doesn't matter; there are other ways of defeating you."

"Oh really, well if your done it's my turn. I'll play another defense card and use this magic card, Copy Strategy, to copy my last move and place another card in defense mode. Now I'll finish by setting two more cards down. Your turn."

Clemens smiled; this was very frustrating for him. This duel was going to be defensive and he hated it. Cirquet on the other hand was merely thinking about how to help her friend.

"Now I think I'll use a magic card of my own, Downgrade, so I can summon my Buster Blader (2800/2300) in attack mode. But I'll wait to attack and set another card face down Do your worst my dear."

"…I'll place this card face down in defense position and end my turn by placing a magic card down as well," she replied briefly. 'Now then, if Mau soul was replaced, then I should be able to retrieve it, right?' Cirquet thought.

"Heh, do you think you could possibly win me by placing monsters in defense position? Ha! You already have three in defense position and you keep using that Eternal Spirit Card to protect them. Well not any more!"

"What!" she had not been paying attention tell just then and wasn't sure what it was he was up to.

"That's right, I play Dispell! Heh, now then shall we see what card number 1 is?"

"…" she tried not to laugh.

"No answer then, well my Buster Blader (2600/2300) attack!"

"Idiot I play Wobuki!"

"Hmm, well no matter, there is always next time."

"I'm afraid there won't be a next time. For my first move I'll play Field Extension which allows both players to have up to 8 monster and 8 magic and trap cards. And now I'll place Lord of Dragons on the field in defense position and I'll add to that card The Flute of Summoning Dragons and place these two dragons on the field increasing my total monsters to 7. And for my final move, I'll play this ritual card that I placed on field at the beginning of this dual. I call upon the ritual card, Unholy Nightmare of the 6 Black Dragons!" Cirquet could feel the excitement rise from her dragons as they prepared to be summoned.

"What!"

"Prepare yourself, for you have never faced monsters like these before. Those monsters that have been sleeping now have awakened. Say good-bye to my 6 Dragons for they will be the last things you will ever see. Awaken Black Dragon of the Shield (1200/3500), Black Dragon of the Sword (3500/1200), Black Dragon of Life (900/2000), Black Dragon of Death (2000/900), Black Dragon of Time (0/2000), Black Dragon of Elementai (2000/0). I now end my turn."

"What, those cards, they're no match for my Buster Blader, not when I add this, its called Curse of Dragon's Blade. This card powers my Buster Blader up by 600 attack points and it also gets a 500 point increase from destroying your dragons. Ha Ha I won this duel. Attack now Buster Blader (3700/2300) that pathetic Time Dragon and win this duel."

The monster did as it was told, but in blinding flash the remnants of the monster were scattered across the field.

"Does anybody ever read the effects of effect monsters? I guess not," she sighed.

"What….no my Buster Blader it…you just destroyed my monster…how."

"Simple my dragons aren't dreaded for just any reason. Black Dragon of Sword reduces monsters attack by 500 points, Black Dragon of Shield does just the same except for defense."

"Uhh…but…?"

"Uh…tsk, let me finish. The Dragon of Life lets me gain 1000 life points per turn. So now I have 9000. The Dragon of Death takes 500 life points every time you draw. The Dragon of Time makes it so you can only draw every other turn. And finally the Dragon of Elementai let's me select any field that I choose for that turn and unfortunately for you the field is mountain, giving my monsters a 300 point boost."

"But even so you…you should have lost life points…?" Clemens tried to figure the cost.

"Sorry but my dragons are quite protective over each other, they hate to see the others get hurt especially Black Dragon of Sword. As I hope you've figured out, he simply stepped in and took the blow, and since he was in attack mode, well you know the rest. Now his life points are open all of you attack to wipe out the rest of his 5000 life points."

In a bright flash of light, one that illuminated the streets for miles and miles the dragons combined there attacks to finish of the duelist.

"Now then I do believe this duel was set by rules of Resurrection. So I guess that means your soul will be replaced."

"No I beg you anything, anything but that," Clemens pleaded.

"And how many begged and pleaded in that same manner and you completely ignored them!" she yelled thinking about her friend Mau.

"I'll make amends I swear on it."

"Too late," she calmly said locking the spirit in an empty card.

"You should be happy; if I had sent you to the shadow realm my dragons would have devoured you."

Cirquet walked over to Mau's unconscious form. She silently asked Tempo to retrieve Mau's spirit and within a few minutes Mau was up.

"Lady Circe…?" he asked confused.

"Come on, we should head on home," she smiled helping the hulk up on his feet.