Hi hi again. SOrry it took so long it took to much time for me to get homework done and then all my tennis matches ran long so yeah... In between study and Anime Fanfic has little time but i finally remembered so here is Chapter 4...

Chapter 4: Childish Behavior

Things where beginning to happen far to fast. The facts seemed almost unrealistic. What they told him could not make any since. As long as he could remember he had been shy, considerate, and kind. The boy they described him as was cruel and lacked almost all human emotions. Yet it seemed almost possible when he considered his yami. Even when given facts about Marik he could not understand them. From what he was told Marik was one of ten most wanted men in the underground and that he had been on that list since he was six years old. Marik only smiled as they talked about him.

He explained it was a mere accident that he had taken the life of the Prime Minister Of some country. Marik could not remember. He really didn't care because he was rather happy about just to be back in the surroundings. Soon he separated from the group leaving his yami with Ryou and Bakura. He promised of course to return but he had to go see some old friends. And thus is where the story continues.

Where did you go? Malik questioned through the link but Marik did not answer. He did not have time to contemplate on his decision like Ryou had to. He knew what he was going to do and would only regret the decision if Ryou and others would not take the Commander up on her offer. Unlike Ryou who did not remember Marik did and would have given anything to have his life back to the way things where.

He loved the stalking of rooftops and screaming of his dying victims. In fact it was truly Ryou's fault that he had to leave in the first place. He remembered the day it all began, the beginning of the end of the great Blades and Revolver. And yet he blocked the vision from his mind. It was mostly because of that woman's last request that he was even alive so he really couldn't have Ryou but still that anger he suddenly felt would not leave him. That is why he walked away blindly and ignored his yami's constant callings through their link. His thoughts where interrupted when he walked into someone.

Before he could move two strong and firm arms rapped around him. And he stopped mid-motion at the calling of his name from a rather angry voice.

Not log after they had arrived did a young woman come running to the Commander telling her she was needed in the Control Room. So they followed her across the large grounds to a large Circular building, which extended down into the ground. She got into the elevator and they rode it sixteen floors below the earth's crust. She had begun talking and as soon as they hit the bottom floor problems began to erupt. For secrets were being challenged and pain was inevidable. The Commander held Marik back in the elevator for a moment and whispered something in his ear.

Marik only let a small indecisive smile cross his face as he looked towards Ryou. He nodded yes slightly then continued forward with the rest of the group. Malik and the others asked what she had said to him but he would say he only thought of the days when he was feared. Back to the days when he could kill people for messing with him and he was happy.

They continued into a large building where people where running past them in all different directions some going to the north others south some running through them others hurrying in an other directions. They reminded Ryou of worker ants totally unable to do anything but work.

"It's a shame." Marik said shaking his head as he tripped one of the people. When they fell it seemed as if everyone in the building stopped mid-motion. The young woman said nothing only restacking her papers and continued on her way. As she began to move so did the others.

"What did you do that for?" Ryou asked looking confused at his friend. Marik had not acted this way in a long time. It must be what that woman said to him. He thought.

"Cause I could." Marik replied. "Its not like it matters these people aren't really alive anyway. They where genetically made and aged just like-" Marik stopped himself and shuffling his feet tripped a young man this time.

"Just like what?" Bakura asked wondering why Marik had stopped.

"Forget it." He said waving off his hand as the people began moving again. "Its not important at this time. You will find out soon." He smiled as he finished his words. "Its better you not know the truth."

"What do you mean?" Ryou asked. "What is false?"

"Memories." The Commander said. "All will be explained in time. Knives you need to be nice." She said walking over to Marik and giving him a rather stern look.

"I am sorry." He said in a childish voice. This person did not seem like Marik Istar at all. It seemed strange to see this child like person whom seemed so different hours before.

Marik walked closer to the Commander than Malik and it seemed odd. Once they entered her office they noticed lots of pictures. They where taken by surprise by all the frames and loose pictures. "It seems only fair that I keep an eye on him even after he was gone." She whispered.

"What do you mean?" Malik asked as he watched his light sit quietly on a chair in the far corner of the room and reach under it as if searching for something only with his hands.

"When Marik's parents, oh the fools they where, attempted to hide Marik from us after the Incident Six Years Ago, he was presumed lost and that was the end of that. But you see I refused to believe it because I helped raised Marik and just like I always thought him as soon as he landed in this country he came straight to us." She sighted as she walked over and grabbed the rather long knife Marik had managed to pull from the chair. "For you see…" She said getting ready to throw the knife. "Marik's skills can never be out dated because he was born to do what he does. Much like you!" She said pointing the knife at Ryou before throwing it in the air by its tip causing it to twist. Marik grabbed it mid-motion and placed it in his pocket in one motion. "I taught him how to do that when he was four." She said with a smile as she walked over to Marik and pet him upon the head. He seemed happy that she praised him.

"You're lying." Malik said looking over all the pictures until one caught his eye.

"I remember that one." Marik said walking over to the picture and tapping on the frame with his finger. "It was when we met for the final time, before the big plan. Before the master plan that called all the large groups together." Ryou tapped over someone's face. "That's Thothra." Marik said it appeared like he was petting the picture with his finger. It bugged Malik.

"Stop doing that!" Malik insisted pushing Marik's hands from the frame.

"Jealousy gets you no where." Marik whispered before walking back towards the door. "I need to go know before I accidentally awaken Blades. I will go check on Revolver and Wolf for you." He said bowing his head slightly before leaving.

The Commander ran quickly from the room and called out to Marik, "He goes by Vincent now! Thothra's dead!"

"Understood. I will make sure to give him much love." He replied. Marik's vocabulary and mindset seemed to be changing. His speech was no better then those of a ten year old.

"It's really a shame. Marik excepted the offer even before I told him the conditions but then again Marik grew up in a place just like this." The Commander said. "He won't act so hostile towards you the next time you see him. By the next time you see him Marik Istar will most likely be gone and Knives. Will have returned."

"What does that mean?" Malik asked.

"Just what I said." The Commander replied.

Malik suddenly jumped from his seat and ran after his light. As the ran he noticed the elevator had not moved but Marik was no where to be found. He hurried for the main floor and he saw Marik beginning held in the embrace of older man. Marik seemed to be returning the embrace as well as if he was happy and excepting of it.

Who is this man and why does Marik know him?

What does he have to do with Ryou's memories?

Does Goddess Know where this Fanfic is going?

Does the audience want a battle scene anytime soon?

Who knows?

Post your ideas or email me. Thanks. R &R.