The fourth chapter of Vampire Insight is now underway! It seems that the thief has taken both the Rod and the Eye from that CEO, Kaiba. Who is the one who has the Millennium Necklace taken from them? Read on, and find out.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story and my OCs. Domo arigato, very.

-Domino Museum-

"Ishizu, is something wrong?" Marik Ishtar asked his sister, Ishizu Ishtar as the Millennium Necklace glowed brightly. Ishizu shook her head heavily, and sighed.

"I am afraid that we are in the presence of a great evil," she replied, the Necklace's glow fading. "An evil so great that even the Pharaoh cannot defeat it."

"What could this mean?" Marik inquired, placing his arm around his sister.

"I'm not sure, my brother," the Egyptian sighed, her navy blue eyes closing deeply. "I am afraid that was all the Necklace was all to reveal to me."

"I see," Marik whispered, walking off to the Egyptian gallery of the museum. He looked to his left, and noticed the Tablet of Lost Memories, with the pharaoh, Atemu, and Guardian Seto playing a Shadow Game. This also showed the Egyptian Gods: Ra, Slifer, and Obelisk. I am afraid that the same evil the beheld Egypt is here again, Marik thought, his violet eyes glistening. I just hope that the Pharaoh has what it takes to defeat it. A cold laugh drew his attention from the tablet. He looked up, and saw the cloaked figure on suction cups, hanging above the Egyptian. Marik's eyes filled with fright.

"W-what are you doing here?" he stammered, beginning to back away. The figure leapt down off his hanging post, and proceeded towards Marik.

"I'm looking for an Item of some sort," the figure hissed, drawing a small blade from the sheath around his waist. "A Millennium Item, per se."

"What!" Marik yelled, nearly jumping up a foot into the air. "You shall never get your hands on the Millennium Items! Unless…"

"Unless I've already got a hold of a few Items," the figure finished, holding up the golden box. Marik's eyes grew wider, bulging like balloons.

"You didn't!" the Egyptian whimpered, staring at the Eye of Ra on the glistening box. "How dare you disrespect the tomb of the Nameless Pharaoh!"

"Nameless Pharaoh, you say?" the thief grinned, although Marik couldn't see it from beneath the cloak. "I know all about this pharaoh, more than you, my friend. Now, if you'll excuse me…" He turned to make his way towards Ishizu, but Marik blocked the entrance.

"If you want to get to her, you'll have to get through me!" Marik barked, but the thief just smiled, and began to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"You, you insolent fool," the figure replied, his concealed hands glowing bright red. The same light outlined the Egyptian, and he flew up into the air, hitting the ceiling, hard. The stranger lowered the Egyptian, who was now unconscious, to the marble floor. His form changed again to Marik, and the false Egyptian pushed the real Marik aside, into a broom closet.

"Marik, is something wrong?" Ishizu asked the thief, who smiled.

"No, sister," the fake Marik replied, taking hold of the Millennium Necklace. "Everything's just fine." He unhooked the Necklace, and placed it in his pocket. Ishizu felt her neck, and looked up at the phony.

"Marik, what did you do?" she yelped, staring into the thief's harsh, violet eyes. A cold laugh escaped the phony's mouth.

"I'm just borrowing this, Ishtar!" he replied, racing out of the museum, leaving a shocked Ishizu standing there, a cold hand still on her neck. That wasn't my brother, she thought, shaking her head sadly.

-Domino Cliffs-

"My, this is fun!" the thief laughed, placing the Necklace along with the other Items. "Four down, three to go. Now, who to choose?" He leaned back onto the ridge, and looked up at the sky, a lone bird flying up near the clouds. A deformed figure landed in front of the thief, large demonic wings, covered with blood, protruding from its back.

"Well, how is your pilgrimage going, my master?" the new stranger asked, fanged teeth appearing when it smiled.

"It's going well, Lukara," the thief replied to the vampire, closing the box. "I am just about done, and we can finally achieve what our master achieved ten millennia ago." The vampire bowed, grinning evilly, and took off, the thief setting the box on a small rock, surrounded in shadow. Soon, this city shall be ours, he thought, leaning back once more. As will the Pharaoh and his little friends.

Who's next on the thief's list? Find out in chapter five!

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