Seto: I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
Joey: Shh! He'll hear us!
((They sneak up behind LazerWulf, who is quietly typing away at his computer. Bringing the party horns up to their mouths, they give a long, hard blow.))
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNK!
(LazerWulf jumps 10 feet out of his chair and hangs from a chandelier)
LazerWulf: What'd you do that for?
Seto: It was the mutt's idea.
Joey (to Seto): Oh, come on, ya know ya liked it.
LazerWulf: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on?
Seto and Joey (though Seto is not as enthusiastic): HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
LazerWulf (suddenly dawning on him as he drops from the chandelier): Oh, that's right. July 10th marks one year since I created my FFnet account and first posted "How? Why?". The anniversary of TRotP should be about now, but since this fic was deleted a couple times. I have lost track of exactly when. I know it's between because Evil SS's review of "How? Why?" that inspired this fic on 7/14 and my first review for TRotP on 7/17.
Joey: Wait, how do ya know when yer first review was if da fic was deleted?
LazerWulf: Simple, I archive all my review alert e-mails.
Seto: You're so vain.
LazerWulf: Uh, huh. Okay, Mister Pot. Anyway, instead of review responses, I would like to issue a formal apology for the last chapter. The quick-switching POVs were my lame attempt to add suspense. It won't happen again. As to the length, I'm sorry you thought it was short, but I'm lucky to be getting any updates out at all. I have a job that keeps me pretty busy, with not much time to be writing. Plus, I have SSJ4Takeru's fic that I'm beta-ing, and his chapters are epics in and of themselves, so that takes time. So I have one simple request for all of you. Please do not request updates with your reviews and/or complain about the lack thereof. I have not forgotten about this fic, and I'm definitely not neglecting it.
Joey: Now, onta da fic!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kisara, but I own Lyn. I don't own Mokuba, but I own Abukom. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I own this AU. I also own Max and Sam.
'Yami to Hikari'
'Hikari to Yami'
The Return of the Priest
Chapter 15: Blatant Star Wars Rip-Off
Lyn's POV
Anzu and Bakura were staring at me incredulously.
"How do you know about the Rod?" Anzu asked.
"And how do you know rich-boy has it?" Bakura added.
"Seto told me all about it, at least, as much as he knows."
Bakura sneered. "Oh, he did, did he?"
"When? Why?"
"The when was on our date. As for the why, I'm not sure myself. He said that I reminded him of a girl he saw in a dream, someone named Kisara."
"But why would Seto send Tristan and Duke to the Shadow Realm?"
"Maybe he's got an evil streak in him," Bakura chided.
"There's only one way to find out," I said.
Seto's POV
"Mr. Kaiba, there's a Lynae Stromberg here to see you."
"Very well, Roxanne. Send her in."
My arrangement with the school was that I got one week a month off to attend to my company full-time and they got a new computer lab. Lyn's appearance was a surprise, because I wasn't aware that she had a similar arrangement.
A further shock was when she walked in my office with Friendship-Girl and Schizo-Boy in tow.
"What are you doing here?" I noticed that I had said that without my usual shrewd skepticism and more like I was happy to see her, which I was.
Anzu spoke up. "We're here because Tristan and Duke were sent to the Shadow Realm."
"And what makes you think I had anything to do with that?"
"You're the one with the Millennium Rod, aren't you?"
"I'm sorry, Seto," Lyn said, "I had to tell them. From what you told me about these Millennium Items, they're dangerous, and after what happened, I had to tell them. But you didn't have anything to do with it, did you?"
Before I could answer, there was a golden flash, and I was in my soul room.
'I thought you weren't going to do this again.'
"I didn't."
I turned around to find Seth, adorned in his priest outfit and sitting in my chair.
Lyn's POV
There was a golden flash, and Seto's appearance changed. His normally combed hair was sticking straight up, like a brunette Vash from Trigun. Also, his normally cool and calculating eyes were wild and wide.
"Well, well… I see you found me out." His voice had changed, too. It sounded like his normal voice, but there was a deep, almost an echo, underlying it. "Yes, it was I who sent your friends to the Shadow Realm."
I could barely speak. "Wh… who are you? And what have you done with Seto?"
"Oh HO! So it's 'Seto' is it? I wouldn't expect you to know me. Those two," he gestured to Anzu and Bakura, "on the other hand, should know me."
"Malik." The amount of venom Anzu put into that name was shocking.
"Precisely."
Seto's POV
I was shocked, to say the least. "Malik? But how?"
"His spirit is still in the Rod," Seth responded, "but it was weak. He must have taken over while you were asleep, and while I wasn't looking, in order to send Tristan and Duke to the Shadow Realm. Their soul energies must have given him enough power to take over just now."
"Can't we take control back?"
"I've tried, but to no avail. He's locked us in. I don't know how."
I grumbled, stared at the "computer screen" and, powerless to do anything else, watched the events unfold.
"What do you want, you creep?" Anzu asked.
"My dear Anzu, isn't it obvious?" I heard a distorted version of my voice reply. "I want power. I've already stolen the power from your friends Tristan and Duke, and now it's your turn!" With another golden glow from the Rod, I saw a dense purple fog filled the room.
"Now's our chance," Seth told me. Before I could interject, he grabbed my arm and we disappeared from my Soul Room.
Lyn's POV
"Wha… where are we?" I asked.
"Welcome to the Shadow Realm," Malik-Seto replied, "where anything is possible."
"Even this."
I turned around to find two more Setos approaching. One of them was wearing a tall blue hat and white robes and the other was wearing a white business suit, like the one Malik-Seto had on.
"Seth! Seto! Glad you could join us!" Malik-Seto said.
"What are you doing here Malik?" the one in the hat, Seth, I'm assuming, curtly asked. "I thought I had you locked away."
"Malik… Malik… I so hate that name. It doesn't reflect who I really am."
"Oh, and who are you?" Seth asked.
"What? All those years together and you haven't figured it out?"
He reached out toward Bakura and golden light rose out of Bakura's pocket and shot towards Malik-Seto's hand. Suddenly a dark cloud obscured Malik-Seto from sight. When the cloud vanished, Malik-Seto was gone. In his place stood a tall figure in a dark outfit with fiery red hair and a white mask that obscured all of his face except for his left eye, which had been replaced with the golden eye from Bakura's pocket.
"Seth, I am your father."
Joey: D…
Seto: I swear, if you go dun dun dun, I will smack you so hard.
LazerWulf: Knock it off guys. Anyway, I don't know when I'm going to be able to make my next update. I'm starting college in soon. Heck, even this chapter took longer than expected. I was hoping to have it out by the 10th, but that didn't happen. I do promise the next chapter will do more to explain this recent development, but until then, re-read Seto's conversation with Seth in the first part of chapter 7.
Joey: Until den, review! (And no complaints about da length!)
