A/N: Hallo! Well, I'm back from me school trip to Guernsey, and I have to say although I tried to get this chapter done- It was written on coaches, ferries, beaches, while everyone else was in the swimming pool and in our free time- I couldn't finish it. In fact, I only got the first section done. So I wrote it all this morning. Enjoy. :D

Review Responses:

Erosgirl: Wow, thanks! (Does happy dance) I do my best... even though I can't watch any episodes at the moment. (Glares at ITV) Oh well, the Japanese version's better anyways. And the Mangas are being relased in August! Well, Horrah!

Dreamer of Dragons: Ahh, a fellow AF fan... Have you read book four yet? Because I was really annoyed when BLANK died... and sad.(Left BLANK incase anyone hasn't read it...) And, a nice guess- logic is optinal- but completly wrong.

Dragonlady222: Okay... I'm embarresed now. I'm sorry if I came off as rude and/or nosy. Well, I guess I am kindanosy because I like to know about people, but... Hey, I don't envy you, working at midnight. I don't have a job seeing as I couldn't even get a paper round even if I wanted to till this year, you can't work at all till 16 and you can't sell anything till 18. Heh.

Disclaimer: Dude, I totally don't own.

Now, here's hoping I can figure out how to upload this thingy on the new site!

Sixteen: Rolling Stones

Azreal bit her lip, staring nervously at the buttons in front of her. There was something about them, if only her brain would slow down enough to think of what it was…

"Anna!" Mokuba yelled desperately, pulling his hair in front of him in a vain attempt to prevent it from burning. "Please, just hurry up!"

Red and Green.

Seto watched silently. Even he was sweating, the heat was unbearable. And if Az couldn't pull this off…

Purple and Yellow…

"Just press something!" Jenna screamed, silently praying that death would be swift.

Blue and Orange?

Ryou watched detachedly. Somehow he couldn't believe that after everything he'd survived that he'd die here…

Exactly like…

Yugi closed his eyes.

"The Colour Wheel!" Azreal screamed finally, her hands shooting out to the buttons. "They're all opposites! So, Red, Purple, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange!" She pressed them even as she yelled the names, adding: "The order of the Colour Wheel…"

In contrast to the intensity of the preluding seconds, the brief lull as the code was processed seemed to take an eternity. In just a second or a thousand, the last of the lasers would heat up, red-hot- firing them right to the grave.

Unless Azreal had actually hit home.

Which, amazingly, unbelievably, she had.

Gradually, the lasers petered out to the sound of a collective mixed sigh of relief and disbelief.

"Heh." Azreal grinned into the slowly cooling air. "I knew it would work. Each colour was next to it's opposite on the Colour Wheel, so I figured that was the order. My first client was an artist, ya know."

"Fluke." Seto smirked wickedly.

"No way!" Mokuba shot back. "You hafta admit, Seto, she was pretty smart…"

"Pretty smart!" Azreal echoed in mock indigence. "Try I'm a bloody genius!"

"Um, I hate to interrupt this Anna-is-the-greatest conversation…" Jenna said warily. "But why is the floor shaking…?"

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

"It's not just the floor, it's the entire corridor!" Yugi noted.

"There's something coming down!" Mokuba realised with a sinking feeling. They watched in horror as what appeared to be a large boulder came rolling irreversibly down the passageway towards them.

"A rolling boulder?" Azreal said indcredously, wrinkling her nose. "Oh, c'mon… everything else in this little house of fun has been sci-fi! There isn't a rolling stone within five genres of here!"

"That doesn't change the fact that it's coming towards us." Ryou noted, fighting a grin.

"And somehow, I don't think this one's inflatable." Yugi added, laughing.

"Good job it wasn't this one that rolled over Téa, then… But then again…"

The others ignored the private joke. Now was not the time.

"There's nowhere to run!" Jenna screamed as the boulder got closer. Of course, true to form, the wall behind them swished into the floor, leaving them a good long stretch to run.

"I don't like this." Seto said as the others began to head down it. "I don't like it one bit. We're being herded. Like sheep."

"The alternative is being squished like bugs!" Azreal pointed out, running back and grabbing his hand as the others gained more distance. "Shut up and run!"

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

They bolted down the corridor; Mokuba and Ryou, the quickest, in the lead followed by Jenna and then Yugi, who, as the shortest, had the littlest legs. Seto and Anna were some distance back, running hard but at the disadvantage of their lost lead. And they were all heading blindly down a corridor that someone obviously wanted them to run down, and into whatever trap lay at the end.

"It's a dead end!" Mokuba screamed, seeing that all that lay at the end of the tunnel was a blank wall.

"No!" Ryou replied "Look!"

Mokuba squinted, and saw that the floor at the end of the corridor seemed to be moving. It soon became clear why- because it was moving. There were two pieces of metal swing back and forth, that when they crashed together, formed a circle. When they whizzed out, the pieces disappeared for perhaps a minute or two, zooming off to who-knew-where in the building. Transport.

As Yugi and Jenna caught up with them, Mokuba stared down in dismay into the deep, dark pit below the place where the 'doors' met. What worried Mokuba was that even though they disappeared for so long, they only met for a second before leaving again. And with the boulder so close…

Crash went the metal.

"Jump!" Mokuba roared as the metal pieces began to make their way off in oppisite directions again. If they didn't make this one, the boulder would surely get them… They all jumped, landing safely on one of the doors, apart from Jenna, who, in a minor disaster, landed on the gap between the doors that were getting further and further apart. However, she was quickly pulled onto safe ground, but Mokuba could not relax yet.

For one thing, he was being taken away by a piece of metal going way too fast, and for another, Seto and Anna had not yet jumped. The boulder was so close to them that if they had wanted to, all they'd have to do was lift a finger and they'd touch it. It was bearing down on them in the same way that a sparrow would look to a spider. But they weren't yet close enough to the pit and the metal to jump.

Still not close enough.

Not yet.

The boulder was almost upon them.

Almost…

Nearly there…

Finally, they jumped.

And they nearly made it.

If they had waited a little longer to jump, taken another two steps forward before attempting it, they would've made it. But they had jumped too soon. And now Mokuba watched as his brother and Anna, his only family, tumbled into the pit.

He did not hear them hit the bottom. He could not even see the bottom. And one thing was certain- no-one could survive a fall like that.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

The metal swept away into a simple, earth tunnel, going so fast that their hair and clothes were whipped around and played with by the wind. But Mokuba noticed none of it. He was sure there was no way that they would die that easily. Besides, what would be the point of killing Seto now? They obviously wanted something from him.

The last thing Mokuba saw before the end of the tunnel disappeared from sight was the boulder crashing into the wall at the end of the corridor, effectively blocking the pit's exit.

But then, they had all made the jump. They were supposed to all make the jump. Seto not making it had, most likely, been a mistake. And there was no way on the Earth that they could've survived a fall like that…

"Mokuba." Yugi smiled, but his eyes were worried and downcast. "Listen. If anyone's going to survive that fall, it's those two. There's hope for them yet. But right now we need you to focus because I honestly believe that we are really going to need your help…"

Mokuba paused a minute, then nodded. Yugi was right. There was hope for them yet. Pushing his doubts to one side, he stood up to examine their situation. Not that there was much he could do right now, given as they were being taken to somewhere and there was roughly 15 seconds before they reached their destination.

"I guess we go for a ride." He said. "Brace yourselves, because, as Anna would say: 'The end is nigh'."

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

A moment later, the metal shuddered to a halt, and they could all breathe again. For a second. Then, suddenly, their platform turned sideways, vertical, and they all fell off, into a pit of their own.

It was not a long drop, perhaps only a metre or two. But it still hurt when they landed. And, as they soon discovered, there was no way to climb up the steep sides.

Slowly, Mokuba became aware of a slight hissing sound, and slight flashes of blue light, and then a clang.

Light.

Hiss.

Clang.

Light.

Hiss.

Clang.

He turned and saw that the hole was, in fact, quite wide in diameter, and that they were only standing in half of it. The half way line seemed to be blocked by more lasers. But these were different to any others he had seen. They were blue, for one thing. Plus, they were being shot out in what could only be described as blobs, like the fireballs Mokuba remembered being in the castles on particularly the NES Super Mario games. These blue balls of deadly light, leaving the air hissing behind them, were flying across the hole to where they hit a dull, rusted piece of metal that vibrated and clanged against the earthen walls of this hole.

"Why put lasers in a hole in the dirt…?" Ryou wondered.

"I'll bet it's protecting an exit on the other side." Mokuba said definitely. "So, as long as we time it right, these things-" He pointed at another blue laser-blob that was shooting past them. "Should be reasonably easy to get past."

He edged close to the machine that was spitting the laser-blobs out. As soon as it let one go, he dived through, clearing it just as another followed the others.

Light, hiss, clang.

Jenna was through.

Light, hiss, clang.

Yugi joined them.

Light, hiss, clang.

Ryou began to step through. Unfortunately, no-one had noticed that the bottle of water Ryou still had in his pocket had been leaking. As a result, the dirt floor, as the pit had literally, like the tunnel, just been dug out of the earth, was very muddy. Hence, Ryou missed his footing, and, still gamely clutching his guitar, slipped over, and ended up sitting right in the path of the laser, with no time to move. It was all he could do to protect himself.

Light, hiss, swoop, crumble.

Ryou opened his eyes, not daring to move.

Light, hiss, swoop, crumble.

It seemed that the laser-blobs, amazingly, were reflecting off the tuning keys at the top of his guitar, sending them into a wall which it was eroding. Ryou kept very still. The slightest movement could change his fortune.

Light…

Ryou braced himself.

Hiss…

The timing had to be perfect.

Swoop…

The second the laser-blob had reflected, Ryou rolled out of the path to safety, thanking God that he had been so lucky.

Crumble.

Mokuba watched, as, with each laser burst, more of the wall crumbled. If his assumptions were to be believed, this pit ran directly parallel, for all of it's short length, to the one that Seto and Anna had gone into. Which gave him a brilliant plan.

"Ryou." He said, heading over to the machine. "Give me your screwdriver, and, everyone, I need anything reflective."

The three older people looked at each other in concern, but then hurried to comply. After all, he was a Kaiba.

Besides, after all that hassle, there wasn't an exit on this side of the hole after all. So maybe they'd have to make one.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Once, a long time ago, it had been said about Seto that 'Nobody could survive a fall like that', right after he had apparently leapt off a cliff but in actual fact had hidden in an alcove half-way. Well, they were wrong on that occasion and Mokuba was wrong on this one. You see, the hole was deep. Very, very, deep.

But they had not fallen all the way down.

About quarter of the way down the long, thin hole, just below where the light reached, there was a net. And it was on this net that they had landed.

"Great." Azreal groaned, slightly afraid. They had already established that there was no way up, especially as there was now a boulder blocking both the dim light and the exit. "I'm claustrophobic and I'm stuck in a thin, dark hole below ground!"

"At least you're not on your own." Seto pointed out. "Stop pacing around a sit down."

Azreal sank down next to him, but, for the moment, was distracted from what was, in effect, a manifestation of her nightmares. Which had been the desired effect, though of course Seto would never admit that.

"Meh…" She grinned mischievously, though Seto couldn't see it. "I can think of a few people I'd rather be stuck down here with…" She leant against him, and, as Seto instantly stiffened, laughed at him. "Relax." She said. "You're so tense… I mean, if you were any stiffer I could use you as a surfboard."

"You can hardly talk about being tense." Seto replied, referring to the fear-induced tension. Azreal laughed nervously, and they both relaxed, still wrapped around each other.

"So." Seto added a moment later. "How many?"

"How many what?" Azreal asked.

"How many people can you think of that you'd rather be down here with?" Seto explained.

Azreal considered, then, eventually, "Three."

"Oh really? And who, might I ask, are they?"

"Well, for one thing, your brother." Azreal replied, smiling. "No offence Seto, but he's been a lot more help then you in this whole fiasco…"

Seto grunted grudging agreement. "And the second?"

"Our Mr Bling-man." Azreal's smile widened as she imagined Seto's expression. She loved getting under his skin.

"What!" Seto demanded.

"Well, he's bound to know a way outta here…" She said lightly.

Seto mumbled angrily to the extent that Bling-man was an imbecile.

"Heh." Azreal pocked him gently. "You're just jealous."

"Of what?" Seto asked tolerantly.

"Because your house doesn't do the funky Transformers thingy." Azreal teased.

"No, because it's idiotic." Seto sniffed. "And the third person?"

"Indiana Jones." Azreal said, as though it were obvious. "Duh."

"You'd take a fictional character over a real person?" Seto asked indignantly.

"Not usually, but he's Indiana Jones!" Azreal said, indicating that this made all the difference. "He'd find a way out of here for sure. Besides, young Harrison Ford. He's cute."

"So you're saying that I need a whip and a funny hat to get you to like me." Seto rolled his eyes.

"Yep." Azreal replied, closing her eyes. It would seem strange to most people, enjoying a moment together while they were stuck down a damp, dark, hole. But they weren't most people. It was so rare that they had nothing to do but relax, so rare that they had any time together. It was nice just to sit and talk…

"I bet I know one thing I can do better then any of them…" Seto began.

"And what's that?" Azreal asked, but she knew the answer. He was going to kiss her. She smiled. It was so rare that Seto was in a mood like this, they had to make the most of it…

Seto leaned down.

And then Mokuba blew up the wall above their heads.

"Are you coming or what?" He asked Seto cheerily, who sat there, stunned, as he watched Azreal being pulled out the hole away from him.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

A/N: Another chapter over. And, at last, we are nearing completion. Dragonlady222, you were right in saying Az would get it right! Pity it just released a boulder though... (Sweatdrop) Till next week!