AN: And from here we take a slight divergance from Xander for a chapter. Also, I'm changing a lot of the background for this one, Moebius doesn't happen, and there are some ancient egypt changes that involve how everything happened then, Bakura isn't as much of a psycho, he's still nuts though.

Herald-Mage Brianna: Mini-Jack, with a strange version of Yami Bakura in his head.

Kat Hawkins: Thanks

Smiles: Not sure if I will with them, Judge perhaps, Angelus isn't someone I really think is that capable. The only reason he caused so much trouble was because he has Angels body.

Harry2: He'll retain that habit in this universe, but it won't be quite as bad.

-Tell me, are there normally armed men that come to visit?- the voice in his head asked.

"No why?"

-A handfull of them are comming up the steps outside,- the voice laughed, -Looks like we get to have some fun after all today!-

"You know," Jon O'neil sighed, "You sound more and more like a snakehead every day, tomb robber."

-Please, like I'd ever dress up in lots of gold and declare myself god,- the presence responded, -Except that gold is quite fun to steal...and I...oh, never mind!-

"Why me," he muttered to himself as he grabbed the deck off the nightstand, "And I was starting to like this apartment..."

-Time to have some fun,- his dark half cackled gleefully.

"My life is hell," the clone muttered to himself, "And I can't even get a drink to even try to explain this one away."

A golden eye flashed across his forehead as he pulled the top card off of his deck as the door was kicked in and guns were pointed at the sole inhabitant.

And unfortunately for the souls of the NID agents, that inhabitant was a rather unstable duelist.

"Surrender, O'neil," the one in charge snapped as the entity smirked back.

"I think not," he responded, "Come forth, Steel Scorpion!"

"What the hell!" one of the goons yelled as the creature lunged at them.

"Sorry, but I have a date to keep," the being laughed as he walked out of the room, pulling a second card from his deck, "Overdrive!"

He leaped off and landed atop the armored and heavily armed vehicle that materialized below him.

-Well, at least my knee isn't a problem anymore,- Jon commented inside his head.

"So what is it, Loki 1, Us 92?"

-Something like that,- came the response, -God I hate the Asgard!-

"I think the great ones would agree with you on that statement," he answered while recalling his scorpion from the now wrecked apartment.

-I'd love to see Loki's face if Slyfer decided to show up, or Obilisk, hell, even the great dragon would be a hoot to have show up,- the other chuckled, -Those memories of how your people fought the snakes was different.-

"It is one of the few memories I still have," the other said as Overdrive vanished and the two switched back.

They walked in silence, before slipping into a game shop.

Jon reached into his pocket and pulled out a handfull of change.

"Enough for one pack," he said calmly while picking one at random.

Opening it his jaw dropped, "SWEET!"

-By Ra,- the entity yelped.

"Bakura, the legendary card, we have one of them," he said with his jaw on the floor, "And the invite cards!"

-Duelist Kingdom, here we come baby!- the spirit yelled.

"And the fourth Blue Eyes White Dragon to boot!" he yelled.