I know this doesn't make up at all for the long delay. I'm so sorry guys, life had decided to throw about every curveball it had at me at once, and I didn't have time, or even the want (gasp), to write. But I'm back now, with this second to last chapter for this story. I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: Haven't done one of these in a while. Don't own Yugioh, Mummies Alive, or any of their characters. Unfortunatly.

Thanks so much to reviewers! You guys rock! And on with the show!

"What's happening?" Yami's words echoed throughout the emptiness. The dark was all encompassing, seeming to have no end. "Where am I?"

"Right where I want you Pharaoh."

Yami turned to the now familiar snarl. It was the one who had tried to harm his light. Scarab.

The evil bug appeared out of the darkness, grinning.

Yami growled at him. "What have you done with my friends?" he demanded.

"It is yourself you should worry about," Scarab chuckled as another, larger form came out of the shadows.

"Hello Prince," it hissed, "I've long awaited this day."

Yami's eyes widened in recognition as the large figure sauntered over to him. "Heishin."

/Yami/ Yugi called out several times through their Bond. He was holding tightly to the Millennium Puzzle and focusing all his energy to it, but it was no use. Yami wasn't answering.

Presley noticed him. "Yugi, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Trying to talk to Yami," Yugi answered, "But it doesn't seem to be wording." He sighed in frustration and let go of the Puzzle. He could sense his dark, but only slightly. Where could he be?

The two were standing outside of the palace, beneath a large balcony, as the various people there called up to it. Suddenly the people started cheering. Yugi looked up.

"Look," he told Presley, "Someone is coming out."

Presley also looked up and gasped when he saw the man standing on the balcony. "Father?" he said in disbelief.

"What?" Yugi asked confused.

"It's my, I mean Ramses father, Amenhotep," Presley explained, staring up.

"My friends!" the Pharaoh announced as the crowd cheered, "They have returned!"

The cheer roared louder.

"But," Amenhotep shouted interrupting them, "Someone else searches for them. Someone with evil intentions. We must find them first! Find them and bring them to me, and we shall all be free!"

The crowd gave one final cheer before they slowly dispersed, searching.

"Who are they looking for?" Yugi asked.

"Us, I think," Presley answered.

Suddenly, someone grabbed Yugi's arm. "AHH!" he yelled, turning, prepared to fight whomever it was off, but instead saw...

"Yami?" he said, looking up at the familiar face. "Yami!"

"Shhh," Yami hushed, looking into the crowd, "They'll hear you."

"Who?" Yugi whispered back.

"We need to talk." Yami motioned for Yugi and Presley to follow him towards the shadow of a building. Once they were there, Yami glanced around. Seeing no one, he began to speak.

"It's a trap," Yami said, "That isn't the real Pharaoh. It's Scarab in disguise!"

"How do you know?" Presley asked.

"I was captured," Yami said, "and I had to fight my way out. Scarab's plan was to disguise himself as Ramses father and get everyone to look for you guys. His minions are looking for you as well."

"What do we do?" Yugi asked.

"We have to escape this realm somehow. But I don't know how." Yami looked down.

"I might," Presley added.

"You do?" both Yami and Yugi asked.

"Yeah," Presley continued, "The Western Gate. That's how things usually come out of this realm."

"But where is it?" Yami asked, "And is if still open?"

"It should be," Presley answered, "And I have an idea of how to get there, but how can we with everyone looking for us?"

"Don't worry," Yami said, "I can take care of that."

"That was an interesting speech," Joey commented as he and Jakal stood at the back of the crowd near the palace.

"I don't trust it," Jakal said. Something was nagging at him, telling him that something was wrong with this picture.

"Well, now that everyone is looking for them, how are we going to find them first?" Joey asked.

Jakal answered with the only thing he could think of. "Luck."

Yami, Yugi, and Presley weaved through the crowd, covered in a dark shroud of magic.

"How are you doing this Yami?" Yugi asked.

"I don't know," Yami answered, "I've never been able to do this before. All I know is this shroud is how I escaped."

"Oh," Yugi said. They continued to walk, Presley leading the way. They arrived back at the wall that Presley and Yugi first awoke.

"This is where we started," Presley said, looking up at the setting sun's light just peaking over the top of the high wall, "It should be here somewhere."

"Of course!" Yami said, "The western wall!"

"Huh?" the two boys asked.

"The wall is facing west, towards the setting sun. If we follow it, there should be a gate," Yami answered.

"The Western Gate!" the two boys said in understanding.

"What?" someone asked, hearing the familiar phrase. He turned to look at them.

"Oh no!" Yami said, "We've been spotted! Run!" Pushing the boys a little to get them started, the three ran down the length of the wall, being closely pursued.

"Wait!" a voice shouted after them, "We've been looking all over for you!"

"They're going to bring us to Scarab if they catch us!" Yami shouted, "Keep running!"

"Hey guys! Wait up!"

Yugi halted, finally recognized the familiar voice. "I know that accent!" he said, turning around to face his friend.

"Hey guys!" Joey repeated happily as he ran up to him, Jakal close behind, "I'm so glad we found you! The entire Shadow Realm's looking for you guys!"

"We know," Yugi answered.

"And we thought you were trying to take us to Amenhotep!" Presley added.

"And why would that be a bad thing Ramses?" Jakal asked.

"He's not really my father," Presley answered, "He's Scarab in disguise, just like so many years ago."

"Oh," Jakal said.

"But Yami saw me," Joey said, "Why didn't you guys stop?" He turned to look at Yami.

"I didn't recognize you," Yami said, shrugging, "You look like a lowly slave boy."

"Yami, that's mean," Yugi said.

"So?" Yami said, "You look filthy as well Chosen One."

"What?" Yugi asked, "What did you say?"

"You look filthy," Yami answered, frowning and raising an eyebrow.

Yugi looked up at Yami's crimson eyes. "What's my name Yami?" he asked seriously.

Doubt flashed over Yami's eyes and something was not right with them. They had a hint of purple in them, but not Yugi's purple. A dark violet color, swirling larger in the crimson pools.

Yami grinned crookedly as his had shot out, grabbing Yugi's neck. "Chosen One," said Yami's voice along with another, low, grubling, hissing voice.

"Yugi!" the rest of the group shouted, rushing the two.

"Don't move or the boy dies!" the now violet-eyed Yami hissed, his grasp tightening on Yugi's neck. Everyone froze.

Yugi struggled for breath in the teen's grip, bringing his own hands up to weakly try to pry the hand away. His innocent purple eyes opened slightly, glaring at Yami. "You are not Yami," the choked accusingly.

"Very observant," the teen said, "But too late." He raised his free hand behind him, palm out. A black portal appeared, and the violet-eyed Yami stepped back through it, dragging Yugi with him.

"Yugi!" the remaining group screamed, rushing for the closing portal. Presley arrived first, trying to dive in. But the portal was closing too fast. Jakal yanked him out before it closed on him.

"Why did you do that!" Presley shouted deperately, "We have to save Yugi!"

"The portal would have cut you in half!" Jakal answered, "Then you would never be able to save him!"

"What do we do now?" Joey yelled frantically.

"I think I saw where they went," Presley said, trying to remember. The image he had seen for a split second popped in his head. "They're there," he said, pointing at the palace.

An evil grin crossed the violet-eyed Yami's face as he continued to hold the young teen by the throat. Yugi struggled, kicking and pulling against the hand on his neck, but it was no use.

"Feisty one, isn't he?" Amenhotep asked as he walked into the large dark room within the lower confines of the palace. A purple mist surrounded him and cleared to show the bug form of Scarab.

"So," Yugi spat out, "You didn't lie. It really is Scarab."

"Now why would I lie to you?" the evil Yami taunted.

"I'm surprised he's still conscious," Scarab commented, "Loosing your touch?"

Yami glared at him, violet eyes flashing. "No," he hissed, "I wanted him conscious for this. You've no idea how long I've waited to do this."

"What have I ever done to you?" Yugi coughed.

The violet eyes whipped back towards the captive. "You!" he growled, "You're the reason I've been here, tortured in the dark for a MILENNIA!"

Yugi's already dizzy brain became confused. "I'm only fifteen," he whispered.

The violet-eyed Yami groaned. "You're as thickheaded as the Prince. And he won't shut up!"

'Yami?' Yugi thought. /Yami/ he tried.

/rrrrrraaaaaaAAAHHHHHHH/ Yugi heard yeall through the Bond/Heishin...Inside...I'm sorry...can't let...go...Yugi/

/What/

/Inside.../ the voice repeated, pain laced in it, but then it silenced.

Yugi felt a power start to build up inside of Yami's body. His head started shaking and the violet eyes closed. The grip on Yugi's neck released as both hands flew to Yami's head.

Yugi collapsed to the ground, coughing, then looked back up at his darker half. "Fight him Yami! Fight it!"

Yami's eyes opened, crimson again. "Run," he groaned, as Scarab began to walk up behind him, "Run!"

Yugi looked up at Scarab and then back down at Yami. "No."

"You're more trouble than you're worth," Scarab said, hitting Yugi with his long purple arm, sending the teen flying into the wall. Hitting his head, Yugi fell to the ground, and lay still.

"Yugi!" Yami shouted, but then his body righted itself, violet eyes returned. "He's alive Prince," Heishin taunted, "But you decide how long."

Scarab smiled and gave a dark chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest. "You are loosing your touch."

Yami's hand flew up, palm out, and Scarab grabbed his head, screaming in pain and falling to his knees. He transformed back into his original, wrinkled self. Yami's hand dropped leaving Scarab on the ground, breathing hard with an ancient hand over his heart.

"Don't question me," the grumbling voice hissed.

"Yes master," the old Scarab groveled.

"Well this looks inviting," Joey said sarcastically, looking down the long, wide, dark hallway the three rescuers were standing in front of. It had been an odd trek through the inerds of the palace, down several similar looking halls, through many doors, coming to dead ends and having to turn back and try again. But it seemed that finally the three were getting somewhere, arriving at this new huge hallway. The walls on either side were barely visable and the ceiling might as well had been nonexhistant.

"This has got to be the way to Yugi," Presley said quietly.

"Then let us continue," Jakal finished, taking the initiative first step, the other two following.

Keeping alert, all three searched the darkness for anything unusual. "I've got a bad feeling about this," Presley said aloud.

"Me too," admitted Joey, "Like someone's watching us."

Jakal silently took his long bow off from across his back, drawing a metal arrow to the string, pointing it into the darkness. He thought he saw something move within the shadows.

"I wish we had some light," Joey said, "Then I'd feel a little better."

The room was suddenly ablaze with glowling red light, coming from the staffs of the hundreds of Shabtis surrounding them.

"Feel better now?" Jakal yelled as he sent arrows flying into the closest Shabtis, causing the stone creatures much damage, but not defeating them like his firey arrows would, which he wished he had at the moment.

"No, definatly not," Joey answered, ducking to avoid being punched in the head by an oncoming Shabti, punching the thing in the stomach, unfortunatly causing more damage to his hand then to his attacker.

"Look out!" Presley shouted, sending his Boom-Ra into the Shabti's head, decapitating it.

"Thanks," Joey said, right before the headless Shabti grabbed his with both its arms, lifting and squeezing as hard as it could. Joey screamed in pain but then kicked it in the stomach with both feet, finishing what his fist had started. The Shabti broke in half, the pieces falling to the ground and shattering.

"One down," Presley said, helping Joey up from where he had fallen.

Joey smiled, but then jumped as a battle cry filled the air. All around them, more Shabtis were appearing from the distant walls and down the hallway. "And about a million to go," he finished as he and Presley stood back to back, facing this new arrival.

Jakal was slowly being pushed back and he knew his arrow supply was depleating. "There are two many of them!" he shouted back to the boys. 'Just like last time,' he thought, running out of arrows and starting to use the long bow to lash out at the stone creatures.

"This isn't gonna work," Joey said as the three backed into each other. They just weren't causing enough damage to make the Shabtis stay down, and there were even more flowing in.

"Any ideas?" Presley asked.

"Yeah," Joey said, "HELP!"

Suddenly four lights shone throughout the hall, illuminating every nook and crany. Purple, pink, red, and green balls of burning light shimmered, floating down to form a square around the three humans. The lights faded to reveal four figures, standing poised to attack, each wearing a strange type of armor.

"What are they!" Presley said surprised.

But Joey recognized them instantly. "Dark Magician," he said in frightened awe, "Dark Magician Girl. Flaming Swordsman. Celtic Guardian." Each of the four Duel Monsters stood with their backs to the humans, facing the stunned Shabtis.

After being blinded from the light, the Shabtis had been imobile, but now that they could see their new enemies, they attacked at once.

As one, the four monsters released their powers, whether it be magic, force, or fire, completely obliterating the Shabtis in their direction. In a matter of seconds, the Shabtis were gone.

"Wow," Presley whispered, stunned.

But then, Dark Magician's green eyes truned back on then, and he sure didn't look happy. Raising his teal staff, energy started to build in it.

"No! Wait!" Joey shouted desperately as the other monsters turned toward them as well. "Stop!"

Dark Magician continued to power up, but Flaming Swordsman moved first. When the monster crouched and jumped high in the air, sword out, Jakal grabbed the other two, pulling them in and leaning over them, protecting them at all costs. Armor crashed as the monster landed.

But the strike never came. The three opened their sqeezed eyes and looked around, Jakal releasing his grip.

The Flaming Swordsman had landed in front of Dark Magician, his sword and arm held out as if to block the sorcerer. Dark Magician looked at the sword, then to Flaming Swordman's face, frowning. Flaming Swordsman turned his head to look back at the three, then waited.

"Oh," Joey said, stumbling away from the other two, "We're sorry to trespass, but we need to rescue Yugi and Yami from an evil guy holding them captive!"

The monsters' reactions were instant. All eyes went wide as fear and anger registered on their faces. All heads whipped toward Dark Magician as energy burst into purple light around him. Giving a curt nod to each of them, they each burst into their own color light as well, and followed him quickly down the now well lit hallway. Flaming Swordsman stopped, right before flying 'round the corner after the other three monsters, looking back as if to see if the other three were coming as well."

"We're coming Yug!" Joey shouted as the three went tearing after the powerful monsters.

"Where is that blasted spell?" Scarab mumbled to himself, digging through countless scrolls to find what he was looking for. He was casting frightened glances towards the violet-eyed Yami, afraid that the power inhabiting the Pharaoh's body would become angry at him for taking too long.

But that power was presently busy inside his prisoner's head. The Prince had gone back to shouting every foul word he knew in three languages at the form within him, trying to distract his possesor so he could regain control of some parts of his own body. Heishin would take no more of that.

Causing Yami's body to walk over to the still form of Yugi, he drew back his foot. "One more word Prince," the hissing voice threatened through Yami's own mouth. Yami's curses silenced.

An evil grin curled onto the violet-eyed Yami's face as Heishin swung the foot forward, Yami using all the mental strength he had left to stop it, reducing the kick to little more than a nudge.

Yami's spirit fell, exhausted. "Leave him out of this," he said within the confines of his own head, "Yugi has nothing to do with this."

"On the contrary Prince," Heishin said aloud, "He has everything to do with this."

But suddenly, Yami's body was smashed in the chest by what looked like an ancient boomerang. "That's what you think," Presley shouted.

Startled by this new voice, Scarab ceased his search for the spell to look at the new arivals. Yet after a second's hesitation, anger welled in his ancient bones, transforming Scarab back into his bug form.

The Duel Monsters recognizing this new bug as the enemy, and set out attacking it, sending magic, fire, and swords flying. But unlike the Shabtis, Scarab was no pushover, sending out his own magic and attacks back towards them.

"You insolent boy!" Heishin screamed from Yami's body, getting up to charge Presley, only to be stopped by Jakal.

"I don't think so," Jakal shouted, holding out his long bow. Heishin grabbed on to it and the two pushed fiercly against it.

Joey and Presley ran to the fallen Yugi. "Yug, Yug! You gotta get up!" Joey shouted, propping up his friend's head.

Yugi moaned. "He's coming to," Presley said, kneeling next to him.

Yugi opened his eyes to a frightening sight. "What's going on?" he demanded, startled.

"Don't worry," Joey said from behind him, "We're winning."

And indead it looked that way. Scarab was not going to be a match for four powerful duel monsters for much longer, even with all the spells in his possetion. Heishin's powerful spells were halted at the moment, as his hands were engaged in the power struggle over the bow. The struggle in which he was loosing; Jakal being no doubt physically stronger than Yami.

Yami's face twisted into a scowl as he started to bend under Jakal's strength. "Had enough?" Jakal growled, pushing the fake Yami to the ground.

Heishin growled. "Yes," he answered, dropping the feet out from under himself and falling to the ground, pulling Jakal down with him. Rolling on his back, he flipped Jakal over him, releasing the bow. Heishin stood Yami's body back up as Jakal hit the ground. "I have," he finished.

"This ends now," the hissing voice announced. Turning to face the room, the violet-eyed Yami's hand flew up, blasting the nearest Duel Monster, Celtic Guardian, square in the back.

Celtic hissed in pain before falling to the floor. The remaining three monsters turned to this new attacker, unbelief on their faces. It didn't make sense; the Pharaoh would never attack one of the guardians.

In their distraction, Scarab gathered some of his fading powers into a purple blast that was successful in sending the Flaming Swordsman to the ground as well. But, hesitation withdrawn, the two remaining sorcerers sent Scarab to his knees with one powerful blast. Scarab then fell.

The two magicians turned to face their former master. Dark Magician Girl looked over at her teacher, not knowing what to do. But the Dark Magician could sense the evil residing in the Pharaoh's body and knew what they had to do. Nodding his head, the two magicians sent two powerful streams of magic towards Yami's body.

Yami's hand flew towards them, blocking the spells from their final destination. Gathering the power up into two spheres of magic, Heishin twisted them around faster and faster until finally whipping them back towards the mages, with the purple magic streaming towards the Dark Magician Girl, and the pink towards the Dark Magician.

The attacks exploded on their targets, causing both to fall.

Then Heishin dropped Yami's hand and walked casually over to the fallen Scarab. The three remaining, Yugi, Joey, and Presley, watched him in horrified shock, unable to move. They had just seen their friends fall in a matter of minutes.

"Now that all the pieces are here," Heishin hissed, scooping up a scroll from where Scarab had dropped it. Without any further adu, he started to read from that scroll, ancient Egytian rolling from his mouth.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" both Yugi and Presley screamed as white hot heat seared through their bodies. Their bodies floated into the air as arms and legs seemed to try and rip themselves off their bodies. And they were both tortured by the equally pain ridden screams echoing throughout their minds.

Joey couldn't take any more of this. Gathering all the strength he could muster, he ran over and collided with Yami, driving his fist into Yami's stomach. "I'm sorry," Joey said to the just Pharaoh he knew was still in there.

The air was driven from Yami's body and Heishin dropped the scroll. Yugi and Presley dropped to the ground and the screaming stopped.

"You fool!" Heishin tried to scream at him, but it only came out as a hacking noise. His hand whipping out, he grabbed Joey by the throat, and he slowly righted Yami's body, his other hand whiping his mouth. "I don't know how you did that," Hieshin choaked out, "But it will be the last thing you do."

Joey looked on, horrified as Yami's body started to change. Yami kept all of his features but his skin had turned a sickly pale white, ancient wrinkles appearing to slither all over him. His hands became long and bony, as nails grew sharp and long, digging into Joey's skin. Joey wanted to hurl and scream at the same time, but couldn't.

Suddenly their was a noise from where Yugi and Presley fell. Yugi was slowly standing up, his eyes closed and his head down. Power radiated out of the small body as the symbol of the Millennium Eye appeared on his forehead. "You don't even know what he's done," came a tone from Yugi that Joey had never heard before.

"If it is the last thing, at least it was the most important," said Presley, also in a strange tone. He stood also, Millennium Eye on his forehead. His power made his hair stick up, and it seemed much longer than it used to be.

Heishin watched in horror as they suddenly looked up at him, without pupils, but solid gold eyes, shining as if illuminated from the inside. Each had a cocky grin.

"I think you've had just about enough fun with Joey," Yugi said, holding out a closed fist and then openning it.

Joey fell to the ground, gasping for air.

"And Yami too," Yugi continued. Swooping his open hand as if grabbing something, he pulled it into himself. Heishin was jerked forward as if something were just ripping out of him, his body heaving as it reformed itself back into the original Heishin.

Yugi took a deep breath. "Ah, that's better," he said.

"Time for me to have some fun," Presley said. He waved his hand out in front of him in a grand gesture. "I miss our friends. Let's bring them back."

The four Duel Monsters, Jakal, and Joey all stood with newfound strength within them, rubbing their heads, their backs, and other various sore areas. To say they also looked ticked would be an understatement.

Heishin stood in horror filled shock. This couldn't be happening! It just couldn't! Not again!

Not liking his odds, Heishin retracted a few steps, feeling a small crunch as he stepped atop a piece of paper. Looking down, he saw the scroll he had been reading. He dove for it.

"I don't think so," Yugi said, holding out an open palm. Heishin was blasted off his feet by an invisable force, sending him flying to colide with the back wall. Heishin collapsed to the floor, yet was still concious as he raised his head to look at the two boys.

"I've been wanting to do that all day," Yugi sighed happily.

Presley held out his hand and the scroll flew to it, unrolling. After glancing it over, he smiled and looked around the paper towards the fallen man. "You don't know what this does, do you?"

"It gives the spellcaster the ultimate Pharaoh's Power!" Heishin screamed in frustration and rage. He tried to stand, but the Celtic Guardian and Flaming Swordsman pinned him to the wall.

"Well, techniquely yes," Presley continued, rolling up the paper, "It actually activates the Pharaoh's Power and then rips it from its host body."

"Quite painfully I might add," Yugi said. He massaged his shoulder a bit as Presley continued.

"Then the spellcaster then summons the powers to themselves by way of sacrifice," Presley said, "Which also hurts a lot." He rolled his neck a little.

"So the Chosen One had the Pharaoh's Power all along!" Scarab shouted suddenly. He was instantly pinned to the ground by the two Duel Monster Magicians.

"Ah Scarab," Yugi said, "Finally catching up with the rest of the class are we?" He smirked confidently at the trapped bug. "Joey," Yugi continued as if nothing happened, indicating his stunned friend, "stopped you at a crucial spot. See, the Power was activated, as you can tell. And some of it had been released, but you had failed to yet bring it to you, as Presley is still alive."

"All the released Power needed a place to go," Presley continued, "So it found the next suitable host, which would have to be a Pharaoh. Give you three guess where it went, and the first two don't count." Presley smiled. "Oh, and thanks for that by the way." He flexed his hands, as if testing his new abilities.

"Alright, history lesson now over," Yugi concluded, "I'm done. Ramses?" He looked towards Presley.

"I'm good," he answered, "I think it's time to give our friends a little fun, since we seem to be hogging all of it. And we don't want to drain these poor young bodies too much, huh Yugioh?"

"No we certainly don't," Yugi agreed. He turned toward their stunned crowd. "If you need us again, just call, but until then, have fun."

Yugi and Presley then collapsed.

Joey and Jakal rushed to their collapsed friends, but the Duel Monsters took the final order from their Master with enthusiam. Before the two ancient spellcasters could so much as blink, the monsters combined magic and fire with the Celtic Guardian's sword. He whipped the energized weapon around once, then cast the combined powers toward the pair of them.

The energy exploded, sending the two screaming into walls, to which they smashed into, fell, and no longer moved.

Satisfied, the Monsters turned towards their unconcious master and his friends. The Dark Magician gave a curt nod to a startled Joey, who hesitantly returned it, and the Duel Monsters dissappeared, back to where ever they had come from.

But then the ceiling darkened, and the walls started to... melt?

"What's happening?" Jakal asked.

"The Shadow Realm," Joey said in a startled voice, "It's trying to take over this illusion again!"

"We have to get out of here!" Jakal shouted, scoping up the two fallen boys and booking it out of the room, Joey on his heals.

I'm sorry, I had to! I had to save something for the last chapter! And it shouldn't take long either, as it is about half written now. Please do review! Bye now!