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(1 am, Mystic's POV)

I woke up, kicking Cerebrus off my bed, and listened to the silence for awhile, making sure that no one was awake, or around to bother me. I knew Seto had gone back to, and was still at the office, and Mokuba had gone to bed early. The last I'd heard of Lilliana, she'd run off after something Seto had failed to say to her. I turned on the TV and watched the news with mild interest when the story broke in on normal programming.

The city of Domino is once again plagued by terror as a new killer hit the streets tonight. The identity of the killer is unknown at this point. He or she, seems to be using some sort of wire to strangle their victims, leaving the bodies in the gutters. More details will be reported as we get them.

I turned the TV off, knowing who the killer was. It had to be the same choke wire Lil'd tried to use on Seto. I debated calling him, and making sure she hadn't succeeded, but I decided that if she'd really wanted him gone, she'd have gotten him already. My cell phone's ringing caused me to jump slightly. I waited till it beeped, informing me that I had voice mail. I sighed as I dialed in to check my message, blinking at the voice that had left it.

"Hey Mystic, it's Kaido. I've had a chance to think about what I said, and I'm sorry mon ami. I'm staying in New Orleans for a week tops, so could you do me a favor and tell anyone who asks that Satoshin had a family emergency and had to leave the country? Au revoir, et je t'aime mon cher."

I knew what au revoir, and mon cher meant, but the rest was a complete mystery. I shook my head, feeling only slightly better after Kaido's apology, but not enough to stop me from what I'd been planning. I slowly climbed out of the bed, the pain too much for me. I made my way to my bathroom and laid down on the floor, making several deep slashes in my wrists with a blade I kept hidden under the sink. I watched the blood flow from my veins until I lost consciousness

3 hours later, I woke up in my own bed, my wrists bandaged. I knew it hadn't been the maids who had done that, and silently cursed the darkness within. I took a hot shower, then looked into the mirror, lightly touching the gauze wrapped around my wounds. Shaking my head, I left the bathroom and dressed for school, leaving the pink jacket off and tying my yellow bandana over my Armlet. I slowly made my way downstairs and sat silently down at the table, pushing my breakfast around on my plate, but eating none of it. I kept my eyes cast down, feeling my younger brother's eyes on me. Mokuba opened his mouth to ask me what happened, but was cut off by Seto. "Mokuba, if you're finished eating, get in the limo." Mokuba just shrugged and headed off to the waiting limo as Seto looked to me. He didn't bother to say anything to me, knowing what I'd done. Instead, he just stood up and handed my bag to me. I took the bag and stood up, following him to the limo. The ride to school was painfully silent.

(Domino High, 2:30 pm)

I sighed as I saw Yugi walking up to me. I'd been avoiding him as much as possible, but he managed to track me down anyway. I was still upset about Marik leaving and Seto's apparent alcohol addiction, and wasn't really in the mood for a confrontation. I blew him off as best I could, and finally managed to walk away from him just as the final bell rang.

After school, I decided to take a walk. I was still angry with Marik, but more so at myself for allowing it to happen. I took my Harley and went down to the pier to walk around the water, and that's when I saw him. Marik himself was standing on the pier, looking out at the water. He hadn't seen me yet, and I used this to my advantage. Sneaking up behind him, I grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face me, punching him square in the jaw at the same time. Marik hit the ground, and I was quick in pinning him down. "I'm going to KILL you for what you did to me!" "Mystic.. calm do-" I cut him off with a blow to the side of his head, then used my knees to hold him arms down as I mercilessly beat him. I probably would have succeeded in my attempt to kill him, if Kaido hadn't shown up just then with a teenage girl in tow. "Mystic, don't!" Kaido grabbed my wrist, causing pain to shoot up my arm and reopen the cuts. That and the sight of Marik's battered body calmed me down quickly. Sighing, I looked up at Kaido, "What the hell'd you say on my phone?"

(Shadow Realm, narrative POV)

Keket was not in a good mood. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this angry. It's not bad enough that I have to pretend not to exist, but now I have to play hero! And to top it all off, The constant arguing I have to listen to in here is causing a permanent migraine... It's about time I took control of things around here... Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw the familiar form of Raikuru heading towards her.

"Raikuru... I though you were going to be gone longer."

"The little hikari came back early. Apparently she's more intuned to the Millennium Blade than I'd thought."

Keket arced a brow at her old friend. "What do you mean?"

"She felt that something was wrong in Domino, and apparently she was right. When she got back, she found her little toy half dead..."

"I see, and what brings you to the shadows instead of helping little Kaido?"

Raikuru smirked, "I came to see an old lover"

Keket returned Raikuru's smirk, knowing exactly what buttons to push. "oh... was that the Pharaoh, the Tomb Robber, that Priest, the guards... the servants... the monks... or-" The rest of her question was cut off quickly by Raikuru's hard slap.

"Don't test me Keket, you and I both were more than friendly with a few of the same people then... and if I remember right..."

The conversation ended when Raikuru spotted another form walking towards them. Both girls faded from the shadows and returned to their respective Items.

(A/N: Well isn't THAT interesting... smirks Once again, I have to thank Khitoutsu for her permission to do this, and help in writing it.)