GoOoOD day to you, person! Guess what? I'm not dead! Also, this chapter contains some heavy stuff so I've bumped up the rating. Also, the (slightly rearranged) song in this chapter is 'Breaking the Habit' by Linkin Park. 'Imouto-chan' means 'little sister' in Japanese. 'Tenshi' means angel.

'Jasanae' means 'dearest one' in a combination of angelic and demonic languages.

DISCLAIMER: Characters from YuGiOh belong to Kazuki Takashi, not me; Link, Marth, and Roy belong to Nintendo, not me; Kitty and Skuzzie belong to me, and Kurry belongs to herself. Hope I haven't left anyone out.

Kitty's breathing stopped, then quickened. A wave of energy flashed through the room.

"Kitty, wait-"was as far as Link's pleas reached before he was cut off by an inhuman snarl. Power and rage emanated from Kitty as she tore down the hallway after Kriaun.

"…He's not dead…." said Link softly.

Kurry began to glow and crackle with blue energy once again. She removed her sais from her belt and began to advance on Malik.

"Kurry…please, don't do this! You know me! Fight him, Kurry! You know me, you don't want to kill me!" pleaded Malik.

Kurry said nothing and simply stared at him for a moment.

"Kurry, please…" begged Malik again.

Kurry seemed to hesitate briefly, struggling with herself. She then shook her head and leapt at Malik. Just barely dodging this abrupt assault, Malik desperately scanned the room for something of use. Unfortunately, Kurry was upon him again before anything presented itself. Malik was starting to panic, narrowly dodging her attacks time after time. Sprinting across the room he dived for a decrepit old shield that had escaped his first scan of the room, half-hidden by a pile of heavy books.

Unfortunately Kurry finally made contact, and Malik was hurled through the stack of book and into the stone wall behind. Malik groaned as he slid to the floor, his eyes focusing just in time to see Kurry pin him to the wall with a terrifying clarity.

"Kurry…angel…please, don't do this…" pleaded Malik desperately.

"..And why shouldn't I kill you?" questioned Kurry in a cold voice that was not her own.

"…Because I love you," replied Malik in a soft but defiant tone.

Kurry paused at this, eyes flickering between vivid greed and electric blue, and expression of surprise painted on her pale face. She struggled with herself for a moment, then suddenly her eyes surged to a violent green and she brought her sais down towards Malik's throat. Malik's breath caught and he closed his eyes in despair; but the gleaming weapons never made contact. In a flash of green and blue light Kriaun was gone, and Kurry was free. She collapsed, Malik stepping forward to catch her before she hit the cold cement floor.

"Malik…." She whispered, shaking violently. "I almost…almost killed you…oh, God... I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…" Kurry murmured, tears spilling down her adrenaline-flushed cheeks. She paused for a moment, as if remembering something. She looked up at Malik. "…Malik…did…did you mean what you said?" she questioned, a muted but desperate hope evident in her eyes.

The steady rise and fall of Malik's chest stopped abruptly. He fought with himself for a moment.

"…yes," he replied simply.

Kurry stared at him for what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly sparks flew through Malik's vision as Kurry's lips pressed against his own.

Kitty threw open the heavy metal door and ran through it to the rocky cliffs surrounding Kriaun's fortress, releasing a bone-chilling roar of rage. Kriaun turned his head.

"Hello, little sister," he greeted smoothly.

"Don't you DARE call me your little sister," Kitty spat. "I'll kill you for what you've done, you sick, depraved, son of a bitch!" she raged, eyes turning scarlet with anger. Kriaun raised an eyebrow.

"Tsk tsk, little sister. Such language is unbecoming of you, my dear imouto-chan," he smiled mockingly. Kitty fumed, her eyes now a deep ruby.

"Do not mock me! For the love of God, I'm only three minutes younger than you!" she screamed at him. Kriaun smiled, his poisonously green eyes crackling.

"Very well then, sister," he replied, his tone scathingly cool. "Your eyes have gone a very beautiful scarlet… I am surprised the death of such worthless trash angered you enough to bring out your wild demon blood."

There was a thunderous noise as the ground gave way where Kitty had leapt forward, sword drawn and flames raging around her. She collided with Kriaun, a bone-crunching thud echoing across the rocky cliffs. Kriaun's sword blocked hers, but there was mild fear in his eyes at the force behind his sister's sword.

"You have grown stronger since we last met, sister," observed Kriaun as he forced his way onto his feet. "Is that metal hand serving you well?" he questioned aloofly.. Kriaun was caught off guard by a powerful left hook connecting with his face.

"Yes, actually. But my good hand works just fine, thanks," Kitty replied, staring defiantly back at Kriaun. Kriaun scowled.

"Perhaps I will cut off your other hand for your insolence. One metal hand certainly wasn't enough to save your friend, was it?" he asked mockingly. The air itself seemed to darken in response. Kitty's eyes were now an incomprehensibly deep shade of red, and a low, brutal growl was emanating from her throat. The temperature around them rose sharply. Kitty had been pushed beyond her limit and her terrifying powers were about to be unleashed upon her twin brother.

She took a swipe and Kriaun's throat, claws extended. Kriaun dodged and punched Kitty in the stomach, then took to the air. His white blonde hair shone eerily in the moonlight, and with his pale skin and violently green eyes he looked very much like a ghost. The moonlight seemed to bend and stretch around Kriaun as though it were avoiding him.

"Very well then. I think it's time we settled this, sister," he jeered softly. "And you know… I take back what I said earlier. I'm not surprised the death of that wolf demon angered you so. Trash does so love company."

Kitty came at him like an angered bull, attacking as hard and fast as she could. Kriaun blocked and dodged her assault, keeping maddeningly just out of her reach.

"God-Damnit-Why-Won't-You-Fight-Back?" raged Kitty between blows.

"Because this will all be so much easier if I let you wear yourself out," grinned Kriaun. Kitty paused for a moment, which was all it took for Kriaun to send her flying. She skidded to a stop at the edge of the cliff. Kriaun began to walk towards her.

"…And how easy wearing you out has become. Your hand may not handicap you, but your illness does. All I have to do is run you into a heart attack," smiled Kriaun nastily. "Or let you bleed to death because you just skidded into a jagged rock."

Kitty struggled to her feet.

"Pain and illness will not stop me from killing you," she replied icily. Kriaun smiled again.

"Perhaps you do have the power to defeat me, sister. But you just simply do not have the stamina. You cannot win. Just lie down and die, sister. It would make things so much easier for both of us," chided Kriaun.

"Go to hell," responded Kitty, staggering slightly from the gaping wound in her side.

"Been there, done that," laughed Kriaun as he hit Kitty over the head with the hilt of his sword. She fell to the ground, unconscious. Kriaun sighed.

"It really is too bad… if she had been thinking clearly she could have put up a much better fight," he lamented. "Oh well. In any case, it is time to end this," murmured Kriaun to himself as he raised his sword. Kriaun paused when a blinding gold light entered his vision and a dragon thundered over his head.

"What the hell?"

The blazing light collided with him and knocked them both to the ground. Kriaun looked up into a pair of fiery brown eyes,

"You are going to die," said Ryou simply.

Kriaun's eyes widened in real fear for the first time that night. Barely able to both stand and block the energy he was being assaulted with, Kriaun desperately wracked his brain for a way out. A grin crawled its way across his face as an idea occurred to him.

"You cannot keep this up forever, you know," goaded Kriaun, his feet shifting in the dirt as he held up a barrier against the energy being thrown at him.

"This potion-induced power of yours will not last for long."

"Maybe so, but it will be more than enough time to defeat you," REPLIED Ryou coldly. Kriaun smirked, his guess confirmed.

"But will it be enough time to defeat me and save your girlfriend?" he questioned as he sent a violent blast of energy at Kitty, who had just struggled to her feet. Time seemed to slow down as the energy collided with her and engulfed her body. Kitty's wings had been torn and mangled beyond recognition in less time than it took her to cry out, the force of the blast sending her hurtling over the edge of the cliff.

Ryou gave Kriaun one look of utmost loathing and flew after Kitty. Kriaun smiled triumphantly and turned to leave, when something caught his eye. Looking up, his eyes widened and electric blue glow reflecting on his vivid green eyes.

"Oh shi-"

There was a bone crunching thud as Kurry collided with him, her long blonde hair streaming wildly behind her and her sais glittering in the moonlight. Swift, powerful assault after assault was unleashed upon Kriaun, atomic energy crackling through Kurry's sais. Kurry bombarded Kriaun with this constant stream of attacks for five full minutes, venting the pent-up rage she had harbored towards him for so long. Kriaun fell to the ground and Kurry paused, breathing heavily.

"Truly, your rage only serves to amplify your beauty, dear tenshi," purred Kriaun as he gazed up at Kurry, blood slowly curving down his face. "Are you going to kill me, my love? Would you really deprive my sister of that right? Though…she may not survive to attempt it anyway, by the looks of her..." lamented Kriaun as he glanced over to the edge of the cliff. Kurry followed his gaze and her eyes widened in horror. Ryou, back in his original form, was kneeling next to Kitty's unconscious body, tears running silently down his face. Kurry's eyes were fixated on Kitty's mangled wings.

"You could save her; you know..." chided Kriaun softly. "Or you could kill me. What is it going to be, tenshi? You could end it all right here and now and kill me.

Just let my sister die. But you won't, will you tenshi? You can't just let the one who saved your life die, can you? But think of the lives you would save if you killed me. You are faced with quite a predicament, my love. You had better decide quickly, my sister is going to bleed to death soon," goaded Kriaun. Kurry stared at him for a moment, and then ran towards Kitty, stepping on Kriaun's face as she went. Kriaun smiled to himself, grimacing in pain, and began struggling his way back to his fortress.

Kurry stopped abruptly as she reached Kitty's side. Kitty was in even worse shape than she had appeared. Her wings were bent completely out of shape and so brutally torn almost more bone was visible than wing. She was bleeding profusely from the gaping wound in her side, and appeared to have several broken ribs. Kurry felt both terrible fear for her friends life and enormous rage towards Kriaun well up inside of her. She was vaguely aware of Ryou suddenly backing away from her, and a white light obscured her vision as power began to scream through her body. She knelt next to Kitty and placed her hands on her shoulders. Ryou covered his eyes as a dazzlingly

Eventually this brilliant display of light faded, and Ryou removed his hands from his eyes, gazing at the scene before him in wonderment. Kitty was completely healed. Kurry appeared as surprised by this as he was.

"Did…. Did I really just do that?" questioned Kurry to no one in particular. She did not have long to consider it, however, for at this moment Kitty's eyes began to flutter open.

"…Kurry?" murmured Kitty softly. Tears welled up in Kurry's eyes.

"Oh, you're alive, thank God, you're alive…" she breathed. Kitty smiled.

"Of course I am. I'm with you," she said gently as she got to her feet. Kurry threw her arms around her.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again," she mumbled, shaking.

"I'm sorry, love. But we have something to take care of before we discuss this any further," scowled Kitty as she caught sight of Kriaun, who had not expected Kitty to be so quickly revived and was now desperately trying to escape. Kurry nodded and the two drew their weapons and started towards Kriaun.

Kriaun's eyes widened in fear. He was backed into a corner and had no means of escape.

"This ends now, brother," said Kitty coldly. Kriaun looked at a loss for words for a moment, then suddenly hope rushed into his face.

"You may think that, sister, but you are wrong," smiled Kriaun acidly. "You illness should be causing you severe respiratory distress any second now after the stress your body has been through. You won't even be able to stand, much less kill me," sneered Kriaun.

"I'll just have to kill you in a hurry, then," replied Kitty, raising her sword.

"Your boyfriend may need your help sooner," grinned Kriaun.

Kitty glanced behind her, and he eyes widened when she saw Ryou was in no danger at all. But she realized her mistake too late, and it was all the distraction Kriaun needed to use his last bit of strength to knock Kitty out of the way and throw himself onto the alarm button. Kurry swore violently in angelic.

"Damnit, the place will be swarmed with soldiers in minutes; we have to get the others and get out!"

"Then let's GO!" roared Kitty, who was already running for the door with Ryou. The three raced through the halls, alarm blaring through their ears. When they reached the kitchen, they found the unconscious bodies of the guards from earlier, but no one else.

"They must have already gone outside. Come on," ordered Kitty as she climbed into the still-open air vent. Kurry and Ryou followed, the three crawling through the vent as fast as they could. Kurry could hear Kitty swear under her breath as her breathing began to sound strained. They finally broke free of the fortress and caught sight of the others at the edge of the woods. Running with everything they had, the three neared the others and something became startlingly clear.

Skuzzie was alive.

"…Thank God," choked out Kitty as she collapsed into the snow beside him, her breath coming out in short, harsh gasps. Link's eyes widened.
"What's wrong with her?" he questioned Kurry sharply.

"I really don't know, Kriaun said something about her having some illness that would cause this, but he didn't say what it was," replied Kurry frustratedly.

"…E.C.D," said Skuzzie from his place leaning against a tree. Link stared at him.

"…She has an energy core disorder?" he questioned urgently.

"Yes, she didn't want anyone to know… it affects her respiratory system, she needs a special potion, we've got to get her home," explained Skuzzie rapidly. Marth opened a portal.

"Well? Hurry it up!" he barked irritably. Link picked up Kitty and walked into the portal. Roy picked up Skuzzie, who was too weak to walk, and walked through the portal after them. Ryou paused and looked at Kurry before he entered the portal.

"Will she be alright?" he questioned Kurry.

"…I hope so," she replied worriedly.

Kitty's eyes fluttered open and she found herself gazing into the blurred face of Skuzzie. Kitty squinted at him for a moment, confused and disoriented. Her eyes widened as her memories came flooding back to her.

"Skuzzie!" she cried out, throwing her arms around his neck.

"Good morning, my dear. How are we feeling today?" smiled Skuzzie, his eyes gleaming.

"You're ALIVE! I don't know how you are, but damnit I'm the happiest person in the world because of it!" replied Kitty ecstatically.

"It takes more than a lethal blast of energy to keep me away from you. You also have excellent taste in pointy-eared healers. Speaking of which, you've been out cold for four days and Link's been worried sick, he should be charging in here right about…"

"Kitty!"

"…now," finished Skuzzie with a grin. Link nearly threw Skuzzie out of the way as he kneeled beside Kitty.

"Are you alright? How are you feeling? Are you in pain?" bombarded Link all at once. Kitty giggled.

"You're as worried as ever. I feel fine, Link. Just a bit achy," reassured Kitty.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me you had an E.C.D! Hell, I can't believe I didn't notice! You're absolutely insane, do you know that?" rage Link, half at Kitty and half at himself.

"Link, calm down… you should both be resting, and I know for a fact that you, Link, haven't. And Skuzzie, you should be laying down," ordered a cool voice from the doorway. A smile came to Kitty's face as Marth, Roy, Seto and Ryou trailed into the room. After several minutes of the aforementioned group fussing over her and catching up with all that had happened, silence fell.

"…Where is Kurry?" questioned Kitty to no one in particular.

"She's probably tending to Malik; he's broken a couple ribs… She'll have noticed you're awake by now, though," replied Seto. And as if on cue, Kurry appeared in the doorway, smiling. Kitty sat up straight, a grin on her lips.

"You're late," she laughed mischievously. Kurry giggled and pulled Kitty into a hug.

"I'm sorry, love. Malik was distracting me," she grinned devilishly. Kitty gasped.

"Don't tell me he actually told you?" she questioned eagerly. Kurry simply grinned back at her in reply. Kitty let out a squeal and threw her arms around her friend.

"Took him long enough! I'm so happy for you both, that's just too cute!" Kitty giggled. Kurry blushed.

"Honestly, you're certainly cheery for someone that's been unconscious for most of the week," she laughed in a surprised tone.

"Skuzzie's alive, you're okay, I'm alive and safe at home, and I have all of you, of course I'm cheery!" replied Kitty euphorically. Suddenly they all registered a soft snoring from the floor. Link lay there, fast asleep.

"Poor guy, he's absolutely spent… we couldn't convince him to get a proper rest when there were still people injured…" sighed Roy.

Kitty gave Link a fond look and sighed.

"He's always worked himself too hard…would someone please take him up to bed?" requested Kitty. Marth nodded and gently picked Link up and carried him out of the room. Kitty leaned back and sighed contentedly.

She was home.

Malik hummed to himself as he wandered around the mansion, reflecting. A month had passed since the incident with Kriaun, and things were settling back into their normal routine. Zelda, a close friend of Link and Marth's, had come to stay in the house.

A gorgeous, outspoken and vivacious blonde with bright blue eyes, she fit in well and was quite obviously very fond of Link, a fact Link was oblivious of. Kitty and Skuzzie were fully healed and back on their feet, though Link and Kurry were keeping a much closer eye on Kitty ever since they had learned of her illness. The problem with Seth, however, still had yet to be dealt with. The millennium rod had been acting up as of late, and Kitty knew she was running out of time. Kurry had to be told.

Kitty planned on telling her tonight, but she had lost her nerve to do so on several previous occasions, so Malik could not be sure that this would be any different. Malik sighed inwardly, fearing how Kurry would react to being told the truth about her past. But whatever happened, Malik fully intended to be with her through it. He yawned and stretched as he walked into the kitchen and found Kitty sitting at the table, wringing her hands and looking positively ill.

"So you're really gonna tell her this time, huh?" questioned Malik quietly. Kitty nodded.

"I have too. I'm almost out of time, and I've kept this from her for too long already," she replied agitatedly. Malik took Kitty's hand and smiled reassuringly.

"Relax, 'Sunie. You'll be fine. I'll be there when you tell her," comforted Malik. Kitty looked slightly startled at the use of her old nickname for a moment, then smiled.

"Thank you, Malik. I just hope she doesn't hate me for keeping this from here when she finds out…" she trailed off.

"Kurry could never hate you, Kitty. She loves you more than anything on Earth, I wish you could see that," replied Malik with a sigh.

"…I wish I could, too, Malik. I really, really do," said Kitty sadly.

A number of hours later, Malik found himself wandering the hall of the mansion once more. As he walked into the living room, his heart nearly stopped. Kitty and Kurry sat there, deep in discussion. Malik walked in behind them, as silent as a shadow.

"…how old do you believe your soul to be, Kurry?" questioned Kitty quietly.

"…2,349 Kiraminian years. Seventeen Earth years," replied Kurry, looking at Kitty strangely.

"..And… how old do you think I am, Kurry?" Kitty questioned further.

"..Around five thousand Kiraminian years, as you were once of ancient Egypt, and sixteen Earth years," replied Kurry slowly. Kitty took a deep breath.

"Kurry… I…I have to tell you something. Your soul… it is as old as mine is, in fact, you are a year older than me in Kiraminian years as well," said Kitty gently, her knuckles turning white from the grip she had on the arms of her chair. Kurry stared at her in disbelief.

"That's impossible. I would remember something, would I not?" Kurry questioned sharply.

"No… there was an… accident. Your memories were lost when your soul was sealed away. You were the Pharaoh's royal seer, Ku'riana. You foresaw that your fate was to be reborn in this time and had yourself sealed away so you could fulfill that destiny. You were the greatest seer the world has ever seen before or since and you were my best friend even then," the words spilled from Kitty's mouth as though she had not control over them. Kurry gaped at her.

"An…entire life…that I don't remember… oh my Ra…" muttered Kurry to herself, horrified.

"…I can show you what happened, if it is what you wish," said Kitty quietly. Kurry looked up at her."Show me," she replied firmly. Kitty simply nodded and placed her hands on either side of Kurry's head. Kurry let out a shuddering gasp as Kitty's hands began to glow, and visions poured into her mind.

Ku'riana followed Seth down the cold, dark corridors of the dungeons. She frowned and shivered. Ku'riana greatly disliked the Pharaoh's high priest and she liked these dungeons even less. However, Seth had insisted on showing her his new 'prize', as he called it, and as she had never seen a demon before, she'd decided to humor him. Ku'riana had heard stories about demons, about how they were terrible, bloodthirsty beasts. Which is why nothing could have prepared her for what she was met with when Seth stopped at the cell at the very end of the corridor.

A young woman of about her own age with long dark hair, tan skin, cat ears, tail, and claws, sat on the floor of the cell, her arms shackled to the thick stone wall.

"Kitsunie, the great fire demon, tamed for the Pharaoh…" breathed Seth excitedly. The demon Seth had just introduced as Kitsunie slowly raised her head. As they made eye contact, Ku'riana felt as if she were going to be sick. The eyes that stared back at her were full of sorrow as she had never seen. These were the eyes of a broken soul. This demon was not a bloodthirsty monster; she was a human being, caged like an animal. The sorrowful, violently blue eyes that stared back at her proved too much for Ku'riana to stand. She hit Seth across the face as hard as she could.

"You absolute monster! She roared at him. "I cannot BELIEVE you are capable of such an atrocity! You have caged a human being as if she were some kind of wild beast! The Pharaoh will hear of this!" raged Ku'riana.

Seth gaped at her for a moment, startled; but he quickly regained his composure.

"Ku'riana, my dear woman, though this beast my look human, do not be fooled. It is not intelligent, it cannot even speak," he explained quickly.

"Just because I choose not to speak to you does not mean I cannot," said Kitsunie quietly. Seth nearly jumped out of his skin, and nervously backed away from Ku'riana.

"You see? She is certainly quite a bit more intelligent than you, now let her go!" spat Ku'riana angrily.

"…As the high priest, I am perfectly within the law to force her to be a servant of the palace…but I will cease treating her as an animal and provide suitable accommodations, I assure you," said Seth smoothly. Ku'riana glared back at him.

"I will see to it that you do. You have not heard the end of this, priest," said Ku'riana coldly as she turned and walked away. Seth turned to Kitsunie and scowled.

"You will regret speaking, demon," he snarled softly. Sorrowful blue eyes simply stared back at him in silence.

One week later, Ku'riana found herself face to face with Kitsunie once more. The demon, a year younger than Ku'riana herself, seemed unable to look her in the eyes. Intricate designs were tattooed on her arms and legs, and she wrung her hands nervously, her long dark hair hanging over her face.

"Tell me, Kitsunie… where are you from? Who is your family? How did you come to be here?" questioned Ku'riana.

"I am from a small village on the outskirts of the kingdom. My family was slaughtered by the priest's men, who captured me and brought me here," Kitsunie replied quietly.

Ku'riana stared for a moment, taken aback by the bluntness of Kitsunie's response.

"Those tattoos on your body, those are the marks of a warrior in the Pharaoh's army, are they not?" questioned Ku'riana further.

"Yes… Master Seth wished I fight for the Pharaoh," replied Kitsunie.

"Kitsunie…I must ask you… how is it you can speak of these tragedies that have befallen you so emotionlessly? Do you not feel sorrow? Do you not mourn what you have lost?" asked Ku'riana. Kitsunie looked up at her for the first time since their conversation began.

"I have no tears left to shed," she replied simply.

This was the first of many conversations between the two. As time went on, Ku'riana found herself caring immensely for Kitsunie, yet nothing she did could bring happiness into her eyes. Though she because toned and healthy through her training with

the Pharaoh's army, Kitsunie's eyes still held no light in them.

Until one of Ku'riana's visits was interrupted. Two large, armed soldiers marched in, carrying a semi-conscious young man with wolf ears and tail between them. Kitsunie leapt to her feet.

"Sciona!" she cried in a strangled tone, sounding both thrilled and horrified.

"We found this wretch trying to break into the palace. Lord Seth has commanded that he be kept imprisoned here. We will leave you to deal with him for now, lady Ku'riana," said the right hand guard gruffly as they threw the wolf-eared young man to the floor and left the room. Kitsunie ran to his side, pulling him into her arms.

"Sciona… Sciona, my love, why would you do such a foolish thing…?" she murmured into his long blonde hair.

"…I promised I would never abandon you, 'Sunie," said Sciona softly as he lost consciousness. Ku'riana watched this scene unfold before her in amazement, as she saw a spark of life come into Kitsunie's eyes.

"Kitsunie…who is this?" asked Ku'riana after a moment's silence.

"…This is my boyfriend, Sciona Firenze," replied Kitsunie softly.

"Kitsunie…you never told me you… wow, he's cute," said Ku'riana disjointedly. Kitsunie gave a rare giggle at this.

"I think you are going to like him," she smiled.

And Kitsunie's words, for the most part, came true. The two generally got along well, but Sciona distrusted the angel. However, both Ku'riana and Sciona could see the happiness the other brought Kitsunie, and because of this, they rarely argued.

At present, the three found themselves on the banks of the Nile, relaxing.

"I bet you I can hit that fish with a stone from here," challenged Sciona.

"Please. You couldn't hit the broad side of a pyramid, love," teased Kitsunie playfully. Sciona puffed up indignantly.

"Oh yeah? You just watch!" he retorted, hurling the stone and accidentally nailing a very large man in the back of the head.

"Uh oh."

"Oy, scum! You'll pay for that!" barked the man angrily, his small brown eyes narrowing.

"Look, it was an accident, leave him alone!" protested Ku'riana angrily.

"Listen, milady, I don't want to hurt you. Now get out of my way, I'm going to teach this scum some manners," the man growled as he shoved Ku'riana aside. A loud crack echoed through the air and the man fell to the ground, unconscious.

"You will not touch them," spat Kitsunie angrily.

"Hey! She's attacked Brok!" yelled a voice from behind them.

"Get the scum! Guards, guards!" cried another voice. Kitsunie swore under her breath.

"We've got to get out of here. C'mon, this way;" she ordered as she ran towards the city. The other two followed, not needing to be asked twice. They ducked into a back alley and began quickly winding their way back towards the palace.

"If Seth finds out about this I am in so much trouble…" murmured Kitsunie.

"Not if I have anything to say about it. You were defending us, I am sure Seth will see reason," replied Ku'riana. Kitsunie simply looked at her for a moment, then turned and continued back towards the palace without a word.

Seth did not see reason. Kitsunie began the next day with several deep, bleeding whip scars on her back and a black eye. When Ku'riana saw this, Seth received a black eye of his own.

"The bastard…the BASTARD….how can he…? He- He just- RAUGH!" raged Ku'riana to Sciona. Sciona sighed.

"Arrogant ass. We'll find some way to make him pay, damnit…" he growled.

"Well, I- ahh!" cried Ku'riana as she fell to the floor, clutching her head. Kitsunie ran in at the sound of the scream.

"What going on in here?" she demanded agitatedly.

"I think she's having a vision. A major one," replied Sciona tensely. Kitsunie frowned.

"I think you're right… that's… probably very not good," she murmured worriedly. Ten minutes had passed before Ku'riana came out of her vision.

"…Ku'riana? What is it? What did you see?" questioned Kitsunie gently. Ku'riana was quiet for some time before she spoke.

"…I have to leave," she replied softly.

"What? When? Why? Ku'riana, what did you see?" questioned Kitsunie urgently.

"…I know this sounds insane, but… the fate of the planet rests on my being reborn in another time. I am needed in the future. I must seal myself in the sennen ring. We have precious little time, the thief king Bakura was just sealed away and the Ring will remain unguarded only until the sealing spell looses its magic. I must go tonight. Kitsunie… please, I need you to alter and strengthen the sealing spell for me. I am begging you, pleaded Ku'riana. Kitsunie stared back at her for a long time.

"If that is what you wish. I will go gather the materials to perform the spell," she replied emotionlessly as she turned and walked out. Sciona gaped at Ku'riana for a moment, but suddenly his expression turned from one of surprise to one of anger.

"How the hell can you do this! After everything she's been through, all that she's suffered, you're not only abandoning her, you're making her perform the spell to do it? What kind of monster would do that to her best friend? I knew I couldn't trust an angel!" roared Sciona. Ku'riana looked up at him,

"…I offer no excuse for my actions. But for the sake of the planet, it must be done," she replied sadly. Sciona gave her a disgusted look and ran out after Kitsunie.

Ku'riana sank to the floor and wept.

That night, the three of them found themselves standing outside of the large stone chamber that contained the sennen ring. A complicated system of glyphs was scrawled across the floor. Sciona stood guard in the hallway as the two women entered the room. Kitsunie wordlessly began drawing more glyphs on the floor, muttering incantations as she went. After some time, she stood and looked at Ku'riana.

"It is ready. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Kitsunie questioned quietly. Ku'riana nodded.

"Yes. This must be done. Now… you know what I must do, to separate my soul from my body so it can be sealed away?" she asked gently.

"…yes," replied Kitty simply.

"…Good. Activate the spell," replied Ku'riana. Kitsunie touched one of the glyphs and they all began to glow. Ku'riana wrapped her arms around Kitsunie.

"I love you, my friend. You are the dearest friend I have ever known, and you are like a sister to me. I hope you can forgive me for this one day. Thank you, Jasanae, and goodbye," said Ku'riana softly. She stepped away from Kitsunie and brought a dagger across her throat. As she fell, the glyphs began to glow with a blinding intensity.

The determinedly apathetic look in Kitsunie's eyes melted away as she sank to the floor. A tear ran down her face and onto a glyph, smudging it. Her eyes widened in horror as she recognized it. The memory glyph, the glyph that bound Ku'riana's memories to her soul had just been destroyed.

"No! NO!" cried Kitty in anguish, but it was too late. A violent gold light surged through the room, and suddenly there was only darkness and silence. Ku'riana's body was gone. Sciona appeared at the doorway.

"…I will come for her," said Kitsunie in a hollow voice as she shoved past him.

Memories consume, like opening the wound;

I'm picking me apart again…

You all assume, I'm safe here in my room, unless I try to start again…

Only one week had passed when Kitsunie was asked to stand guard over another sealing, of her own estranged twin brother, who had been deemed too dangerous to be left free, but whom they were unable to kill.

I don't want to be the one, the battles always choose…

Cause inside, I realize, that I'm the one confused…

I don't know what's worth fighting for, or why I have to scream,

I don't know why I instigate, and say what I don't mean…

I don't know how I got this way; I know it's not alright…

So I'm breaking the habit…

Tonight

And that was how she found herself now, drawing glyphs on the floor once again. Kitsunie stood and bowed to the Pharaoh.

"Pharaoh Yami, your highness, the glyphs are ready," she said apathetically.

Clutching my cure…I tightly lock the door..
I try to catch my breath again..
I hurt much more..Than anytime before…
I have no options left again…

"Good. Kriaun Tashimono, do you have anything to say before you are sealed?" asked Yami solemnly.

"Yes. I am sorry I could not save you from this scum, sister," lamented Kriaun. Yami took a deep breath and gave the signal. The runes began to glow. Sciona, the other guard over these proceedings, winced at what he knew must come next. It was senseless and unfair that Kriaun had to die for defending his people and his family. Sciona had to wonder if Kriaun would be any less dangerous when he was resurrected. Yami gave another signal. A noble Sciona did not recognize ran Kriaun through with his sword.

I don't know what's worth fighting for…Or why I have to scream;

But now I have some clarity
To show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way;

I'll never be alright
So I'm
Breaking the habit…

Breaking the habit…

Tonight…

Suddenly, a second set of glyphs came to life. Sciona's eyes widened in horror as he realized what they were for.

I'm painted on the walls…

"I'm sorry, Sciona," whispered Kitsunie.

And I'm the one that falls…

She drew her sword and ran herself through.

I'll never fight again…

"…I will come for you," she said softly as she fell to the ground, Sciona's anguished cry ringing in her ears.

…And this is how it ends…

So…um…don't lynch me. o.o; Please. And it's only how the chapter ends, not the fic, so don't panic. Oh…and reviewing would be nice.