Heyas! I'm back to tell u im still goin'!

Joey collapsed into the strange man's arms and fell totally silent. The blond haired man asked a question, trying desperately to break the horrible silence. He hated quiet. That's why he chose this particular "profession". Lots of excitement…. That and his partner….

"So? What are we going to do with him? We can't just leave him here! There will be too much evidence when he wakes up… oh gods… we aren't going to KILL him! Are we? Well, love? What are we-"

"Ugh. We're taking him home! There. I said it. Are you happy? Do you just make up random crap just to hear yourself talk? We will take – him – home." The strange man holding Joey spat out the answer as quickly as he could so his skippy partner would just shut his trap. He also made sure as to speak very slowly on those last few words so his lover wouldn't be confused.

"But….we don't even know where he lives…"

"You can be such a dumb blond sometimes… we're taking him to our house… honestly… to know where this street rat lives would be a fuckin' miracle!"

"Jeez, hon, don't be such a crank! Ok, I'll take him on my horse… I'm afraid you'll kill a valuable tool… he could be of use to our goal…"

"Now you're making sense! But how are we supposed to get him from the heart to the city limits without getting strange stares? I won't tolerate having to cause so much ruckus that it would alert that damn Pharaoh who rules this hellhole of an empire…"

"Language, please! But I do know how to get out!" the blond revealed a hole in the ground which showed to be the semi-legendary catacombs of Thebes. "This will lead us to the city limits."

"You know, when you want business, you don't hesitate. That's why I didn't kill you that day that we met."

"Awwwww… that's soooooooo sweet! Come to think about business, we have some business to take care of when we get home…" the blond caressed his partner's face as he turned around to jump down the tunnel's abyss.

The white haired man followed in suit and they made their way to the outer reaches of the city. They only got lost once, which was pretty good, considering those two never consult directions and always went on instinct. This followed in them getting lost quite often. They hopped on their horses and rode off.

They had a short while to get home, but the fact that they found a willing subject to help them achieve their goal was enough to keep the poor soul alive. It wasn't too long until they reached the village of Kul Elna, a small town laden with crooks and thieves throughout the streets. The two practically ruled the place, seeing as how the white haired man was declared the King of Thieves for the success of the raid of Akhenamkhanen's, the previous Pharaoh's, tomb. People stared at their leader with odd looks because of the "new boy" on his back who was still unconscious.

The two thieves made their way under ground to the deep maze of hallways which they called their home. Joey was placed on the guest bed to rest and the two went off to do their own work.

It was some time before Joey woke up. He got up from the bed too quickly and immediately lay back down because his vision was so fuzzy, he couldn't see three feet in front of him. /Man, I musta been hit hard/ he thought, as he tried to stand up this time. He succeeded this time, doing a few reflex stretches and looked about the room to get used to his new home. "Uhhhhhhhh… man, I don' feel good… I wonder why they didn't kill me? I wonder… Hey! If I was captured, then they certainly didn't do a good job! Look, the door's cracked open! Oh well, their loss…I better get goin'…" he loomed about and he cautiously opened the door. "Shit! I take that back… Wow…" he gaped at the intricate labyrinth of halls before him. Well, if he was going to get out of here, he better start looking for a way out.

"GODS! I'll neva finda way outta 'dis place! I can't believe I'm gonna die a bloody virgin! This totally SUCKS! Oooo, another door… please, if I eva get outta 'ere, I'll make daily offerings to each god, just get me outta 'ere…" he opened the door and what surprised Joey the most was that the gods were not in favorite him this time, but led him to the worst place as possible in his eyes…

"Oh! You're awake. Good. Want some bread?" the blond kidnapper asked.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" he slammed the door behind him and took long deep breaths to calm himself. Then another fright occurred.

"Hello. I see you found the kitchen. My name is Bakura, as you didn't catch yesterday. You slept all day you know…" the white haired kidnapper named Bakura kept talking and this only frightened Joey more. "Come into the kitchen. It doesn't have that much good stuff in it this week, but I'm sure you're used to eating mush."

Joey obeyed Bakura and walked into the kitchen and sat down opposite of The blond. "My name is Marik. Now are you going to take me up on that bread offer or what?" Marik broke off a piece and set it on the table as he stuffed the other piece in his mouth while he was talking.

Joey took the bread and crammed it into his mouth not caring if it was poisoned or not, it was food. And he hadn't eaten in days. "Name's Joey. Say, why'd you guys knock me out and take me to this rat maze?"

"To be quite honest, we need help. You need help. We will make a compromise. We'll take you to the capitol and you help us raid a tomb we have our eyes on. We may be experts, but it is a three man job. You will undergo many tasks to gain the skills to even survive this ordeal. But I trust the capitol is that worth it?" Bakura just laid it on the table. Either Joey helps out, or he dies.

Great. Well, if he didn't make it he could always wait for Tristan to die of old age. Hell no. He was gonna do this and survive dammit! This did take some figuring though. Bakura didn't specify what kind of training or how long he'd have to learn. Hmm….

"Wait. How long will this take? And what are my survival chances if I learn it all?"

"You have two days." Bakura stated.

"Two weeks." Joey disagreed.

"Three days." Bakura was quite good at haggling. It won't take long before Joey gave in. Easy as taking candy from a baby.

"Seven days and that is my absolute and closing offer! Or would you prefer…" Joey took out a small blade hidden in his sleeve.

"Deal." Damn. Joey was good. Too good. He ought to have no trouble whatsoever making this training. "Seven days. On the eighth we move in."

"Deal" the pact was made. The deal was done. Now Joey would make it into the capitol no matter what. That is… if he survives!

Hee hee! This rox so hard! Luv y'all. I kinda made up the catacombs deal so don't quote his'try or nuttin'. . mew!