"…Yami," a weak male voice said from the doorway.  "I…tried."

            Set turned his head to look at whoever had spoken to him.  His eyes widened a bit.  It was Tristan.  He was in horrible shape, but he was up and around.  Set was surprised that he hadn't died.  He set Yugi's body on the bed gently, stood silently for a moment, then lost all feeling in his legs and fell to his knees again, eyes misted with pain.  He dug his claws into the floor.  "I know.  This isn't your fault…it's mine.  I…really should have been there.  But I wasn't; Osiris had my mind under his control.  If I had only been there he'd still be alive!"  He stood up and clenched a fist and his teeth.  With an infuriated yell, he struck the wall and left a large hole in it.  He beat on the wall again and again until his knuckles began to bleed and leave red smears on the wall.  Then he finally placed his palms on the wall and said no more.

            Tristan stumbled over to the mourning Set with great difficulty and placed his two-fingered hand on his shoulder while his other hand leaned against the wall for support.  "It's going to be okay."

            Set whirled on him, looking as if he was going to burst out in tears again, but he didn't.  "No, it won't!  I had sworn to protect him!  He was like a son to me, and I never got to tell him that!  I loved him, don't you get it?!  I loved Yugi!  I'll never get to hear his voice again, never get to hold him in my arms!  I let him down.  I failed, just like I did back in Egypt.  I couldn't protect Leyanna, and now I couldn't protect Yugi…"

            "Stop it."

            Set's eyes began to blaze angrily, but not because of Tristan.  "Why?"

            "Yugi…wouldn't want you to…mourn his death."

            Set said nothing.

            "He'd want you to move on and…enjoy the rest of your life."

            "I can't.  I won't live on in happiness if he's not by my side.  I'd rather be dead."

            "Stop it.  Just stop it."

            "Just let me vent!  Let me cry!" Set snapped.  "You have no idea how hard this is for me!"

            "It's just as hard for me as it is for you.  Yugi was my friend too.  He really cared for all of us.  I'm upset as well, but I'm not letting it tear me apart.  I'm done crying.  It's time for action, Yami, not tears.  If you're so upset, do something about it."

"I'm going to, believe me.  I'll tear Runihura apart for what he did to Yugi!"

            "No.  Don't."

            "Why?  He doesn't deserve to live."

            "…because…he is actually someone you know very well, though you haven't befriended."

"What…?  How do you know that?"

            Tristan put a finger to his head.  "After Khentimentiu's blood entered my body, I found out everything."

            "Then you know about me too."

            "Yes."

            "Then why do you call me Yami?"

            "Because that's who you are, just like Khalid is Joey and Anubis is Kaiba."

"Then who is Runihura?"

            Tristan hesitated.  "…Maximillian Pegasus."

            Set froze.  After spending many years with the Bloodservants, that was one thing he hadn't known.  Pegasus was Runihura?  He shook his head in disbelief.  "How?  He was…he disappeared!"

            "And what do you think happened to him?  Where would you go if you were him?"

            "I'd…go…to the museum.  It was built over a shrine dedicated to Osiris--!"  Set sat down on the bed.  "Why didn't I see this before?  By going there, I was sealing Yugi's fate…"

            Tristan nodded.  "Runihura was the one pushing Pegasus along the entire time.  He was the one forcing Pegasus to commit all those horrible deeds.  Pegasus struggled against him at first, but soon gave up.  Runihura had hoped to revive Osiris with the souls he sent to the Shadow Realm, but because of you and Yugi, his plans were foiled.  It was when you were dueling Pegasus that Runihura realized that Joey, Kaiba, and Bakura were reincarnations of the original Bloodservants.  He forced Pegasus to lose the duel so he could meet with Bakura and awaken his yami's darkness.  It worked.  Soon enough, Joey and Kaiba fell to the same fate.  This was all planned from the very beginning.  Even Yugi's death."

            "But now that Yugi is dead, he must be safe."

            Tristan shook his head now.  "His body will still be sacrificed to Osiris, and if that is allowed to happen, history will change.  You will have never defeated Osiris in the past and the world today will be a place of nightmares.  Yugi will cease to exist.  He must be revived.  We have—" (he looked at his watch) "—two hours."

            Set groaned.  "What should I do?"

            Tristan stood as best as he could, aided by Set.  They both looked sadly at Yugi's corpse.  "We must reach one of them."

            "I don't understand."

            "We must reach through to one of the reincarnations, even if it's only for a second.  That's first.  Then we'll—"  Tristan began coughing and choking suddenly.  His eyes turned completely white and they rolled back into his head.  He stumbled backward a few steps, released a final choking cry, then collapsed, never to get up again.  Set looked at Tristan's body for a moment before looking up and seeing Runihura standing there, hands dripping with blood from the brunette's body. 

            "He knew too much," he said quietly, licking blood from his fingers afterward.  "A nuisance.  He is not fit to serve our Lord Osiris."

            Set's eyes blazed with rage.  First Yugi fell at his hands, now Tristan…how many more lives were going to be lost?  He didn't know, but he was through standing around helplessly and letting himself be walked all over like a rug.  He wanted revenge, and he wanted it as badly as he craved the blood of humans.  "That's IT!" he yelled, fangs lengthening considerably.  "I've HAD IT with you and your murderous ways!"

            Runihura's eyes narrowed dangerously.  "You are going to betray Lord Osiris again, Set?"

            "I AM NOT SET!  MY NAME IS YAMI!"

            "Fine.  Yami then.  But it doesn't matter whether you are called Yami or Set, you are still no match for the power of Lord Osiris."

            "I DON'T CARE!  I ONLY WANT TO SEE YOU DEAD FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY FRIENDS!"

            Runihura shrugged.  "All right.  Come.  Show me the depth of your rage!"

            The building began to shake, much to Runihura's surprise.  It was after the manor began falling apart that he realized what was happening: Yami was revealing his true self.

            And that was not a good thing. 

            Runihura took a few steps back. 

            He had seen Yami's darkness before, and he had sworn back in Egypt that he did not want to see it again.  It was that bad.  It was okay when he was fighting with you, but against you was a completely different situation.

            Runihura knew that if he survived, it was only out of luck.  No one, not even Osiris, could stand up to the might of Yami's true self back then.  And at the moment, no one could stand up to his might now.

            The one loyal to Osiris knew he was going to die.

            For the first time in his life, he was afraid.