Betcha' didn't see this coming (I hope you didn't). Anyways my stories almost over just a few more chapters (I figure about 3 or 4) and its all over. It's actually kind of sad but kind of good at the same time (all my friends tell me I can't finish anything, but I'll finish this just to get one in there)!

I don't own Yu Gi Oh! If I did it would be more like the first season (you know the one were Kaiba had green hair and it didn't focus so much on duels and more on the story).


"My dear little dragon, are you not happy about my presence," Saburo laughed maliciously.

"…Stop it!" Cirquet yelled out.

"Stop it, stop what?"

"Stop calling me that you harpy!"

"Now, now, there's no need for name calling. Besides how would it make you look in front of the Great Pharaoh," she smiled.

"Cirquet who is she?" Yugi asked.

"A witch, a liar, a cheat, a scoundrel, I have a whole list of words for her if you'd like to her them. A devil is about the closest word for her," Cirquet spat vehemently.

"A devil, oh my dear dragon…my people worshipped me, you've heard the story."

"To hell with Malachi's stupid story! They feared you! You used your people for your own dark purposes, tell me how many did you kill! How many?" she yelled in rage as memories of what she had learned about her "incarnate" flashed before her.

Cirquet could feel her anger grow. The memory of Malachi's story made her sick to her stomach. Yugi saw the rage build up in her. Her bright green eyes were almost as black as coal, her face glowed with anger.

"Temper, temp…"

"Shut up!" Cirquet yelled.

Saburo shoot up off the thrown like a bullet grabbing Cirquet by the throat the holding her against a wall.

"Watch it little dragon, don't tell me what to do," she sneered. Cirquet could smell the stench of rot coming from Saburo's mouth; it rolled off in waves and nauseated her.

"Dark Magician, use your Dark Magic Attack!" Yugi yelled.

Saburo turned towards the blast and vanished just before it hit her. Cirque threw up her hands to the blast.

"Cirquet!" Yugi yelled he hadn't expected Saburo to move so fast.

"Ahh…it's all right Yugi…I'm fine," Cirquet gasped. She was choking from Saburo's attack but the attack Dark Magician had used did nothing to her.

"Where did she go?" Yugi asked as he helped Cirquet up.

The room no longer had its Egyptian feel; it was now just an ordinary room. Cirquet shook off her freight and looked over the room. The noise and weird shadows were gone and the dim light of the hallway could be seen under the door.

"What happened Cirquet?"

"I don't know Yugi, but I know neither one of us is safe."

Foot steps echoed through out the hall.

"I think they're looking for us," she sighed.

Yugi opened the door hitting an unsuspecting Joey in the nose.

"Gees, Yug look where you're openin' doors," Joey complained while grabbing his nose.

"And what were you two doing?" Lan asked perversely.

"…Nothing…," Cirquet glared.

"Cirquet," a proud voice growled.

"Father?" Cirquet looked up in surprise.

"Well young lady, are you going to explain yourself?" Grego asked in a huff.

His golden colored whiskers puffed up ever so slightly with each of his words. He had a very regal appearance and almost anyone who knew him referred to him as General. Age suited Grego wonderfully, his golden hair was losing its shine and being replaced by gray, but it suited much better, his deep blue eyes only made his appearance sharper.

"…Hmmm…well, I don't think I should have explain first!" Cirquet whined.

"Is that so?"

"Yes…I think that you all have something more to explain, especially you Malachi you lying ba…," Cirquet had to bite her tongue from finishing.

"Malachi, what does he have to explain?" Grego asked pointing to Malachi.

"I don't Malachi, what do you have to explain, lei mentendo unito tra consanguinei (it's something really rude:o)," Cirquet stated rather calmly. Her eyes were set in a dangerous death glare; the green color had left again giving way to two black pools.

Malachi looked up rather nervous, he felt rather strange as though something were something wrapped around his head forcing him to look at Cirquet.

"The story Malachi. Did you know I could read cuneiform, I mean I've spent most of my life trapped in this house, I've got plenty of time on my hands. And I have a pretty close relationship with Theodore and Mau. You remember them don't you; well after you left the old valley they took over your job. Can I ask why you quit working there? I mean it seems kind of odd that you would just…quit," Cirquet's eyes flashed dangerously as she finished her sentence.

Malachi gulped loudly his nerves showing through. Yugi sat next to him noticing how his palms sweat. He remembered what Saburo had said about Malachi, and that Cirquet said it was a lie, but he knew nothing else. Ryou was by Cirquet he knew a little bit but he was lost just as much as everyone here. Bakura on the other hand didn't care about what was going on but he was enjoying the dark presence that was exuding from Cirquet.

'If she's like this more often we'll have to keep her around," Bakura laughed.

Ryou did his best to ignore him, but even he was attracted to the darkness that Cirquet had present.

"Well Malachi? Why did you leave…c'était la culpabilité, ou peut-être c'était quelque chose d'autre, quelque chose un morceau plus somber (was it guilt, or perhaps it was something else, something a bit more dark)?"

"Y…you know v..vv…very we…well why I…I left," he stuttered.

"I do? I don't think I know Malachi, would you…refresh my memory?" she asked an evil smile crept across her face.

"Je pars à cause d'elle (I left because of her)," he answered with a growl.

"What was that, you seem to forget we have a number of non-French speakers in here."

"I left because of Saburo Cirquet, because of the evil witch."

"So you did know!" Cirquet shouted out. Her face glowed with a furious anger. Ryou grabbed her hand to calm her down. Cirquet looked back at him with slight confusion but calmed down a little.

"Humph, now what does this all mean Cirquet?" Grego asked. He had always known it was better not to interfere when Cirquet was angered but now that Ryou calmed her down it would be easier to ask her.

"Father, you know that story Malachi told you right?"

"Which one there have been plenty?"

"The one about Saburo Cirquet, about how her people loved and worshipped her?"

"Yes of course."

"Well it's a lie."

Grego's eye brow arched up insightfully.

"Saburo Cirquet was not some savior, but a ruthless tyrant. Those evil soldiers that tortured her where seven priest who sealed her away including her own daughter," Cirquet said sadly. Her eyes weld up with tears as she remembered what her friends had shown her about that day.

"My friends were those priests; they came from the known world. Protezione and Spada held from here, perhaps the earliest druid clerics. Magia was a Chinese sealer, Tempo from was a shaman from an island nation. While Vita and Morte held from none other Egypt, both were priest under a blooming pharaoh."

Yugi looked up immediately at the mention of Egypt.

"Is that why she's after me as well?" Yami asked after switching with Yugi.

"…As revenge? No she's not that stupid. She wants your powers, she somehow found out about the Millennium Items and their powers. This brings me to another part of my story. Who the hell released her from her prison?"

Malachi looked up immediately in defense.

"I did not release Cirquet; do not accuse me of such things. I haven't even been back there since you were born!" he protested.

"Malachi, chill I know you had nothing to do with this well almost nothing. Someone else brought her back, but I don't know who," Cirquet sighed, "But I think its best to send the duelist away for safety sake."

"I agree, I'll arrange for it to be done this night. The tournament will be called off. I don't know how the wolves and roses will act, but the safety of the all the duelists is are to priority. Their problems will have to wait to be settled," Grego announced.

"Yugi will you tell your friends to pack?" Cirquet asked.

"Right, but what happens after this?" Yami asked.

"…I honestly don't know but I have to find my friends, I need to help them as much as I can."

"…Cirquet, I have a question." Ryou piped.

"Huh…yeah Ryou?"

"…You have six dragons, and you said there were seven priests…so…if the dragons were the priest, than what about number seven?"

"Yes my dear, you did mention something about her daughter being a priest, so why wasn't she transformed into a dragon?" Grego asked.

Cirquet looked down not really knowing how to answer the question.

"…Do you remember how you said that I was Saburo's reincarnation?"

He shook his head yes.

"Well that's not true, but I…every time Saburo's seals broke the spirits of the priests would collect, one by one changing forms into the dragons in order to defeat her. I…I'm the last dragon…Once you removed the dragon eggs; my soul was released and followed the dragons. Matrade had a child that would have been a still born…so I…took…I took it as my host, and I was born," Cirquet gulped as Grego looked at her wide eyed.

Tears streamed down her face as she realized just how evil she must seem. Her she was the spirit of the daughter of Saburo, a spirit who had once been covered in the blood of her own mother, a spirit that was just as cruel as Saburo. Cirquet shook with a true sadness, no rage or anger just true sadness. It was the thing that had sickened her when she came back. She couldn't stand this side of her, this emotional, pathetic, pitiful side, she just wanted to hide. Two arms wrapped around, the comforting voice of her father drowned out her sobs. Yugi left with Ryou, Malachi followed leaving the two alone.


Just to clear it up a little

Cirquet isn't really a dragon; she's just the reincarnation of Saburo's daughter Allemna. The dragons were created out of the darkness that the priests had to absorb from Saburo in order to quell her strength.