He had been called many names; Pharaoh, YU-GI-OH, Yami, Atem, and most recently, Yugi Moto, the name of the boy who had solved his millennium puzzle and freed his spirit. He and Yugi had finally found all the millennium items and returned them to their resting place where they had proceeded to have the duel that would decide whether his spirit could go to his final resting place. With a mixture of pride at how far his friend had come as a duelist and sadness at having to finally say goodbye to his first and best friend in over five millenia, the Pharaoh walked through the door that would take him to his final resting place. However he had barely made it through the door when he found his way stopped by his greatest servant and his successor to the throne; Mohad and Seto Kiaba.

"Mohad, Kiaba allow me to pass." He said but the two simply shook their heads.

"I am afraid we cannot do that as of yet my Pharaoh." Mohad replied.

"And why is that?"

"You still have one final task to complete." Kiaba told him with a small smile; Yami smiled in return recognizing the irony in his friend's statement. Regardless of the time period Kiaba always had a flair for the dramatic.

"What task is that?" Yami asked, wondering what fate had in store for him now.

"A child by the name of Kal-El is meant to be the Earth's greatest champion against the darkness; however fate has seen what will occur unless you intervene."

"What will happen?"

"Kal-El will never truly accomplish his destiny. He will trap the darkness but shall never truly defeat it as he has no way to unlock his full powers."

"Explain."

"Kal-El will have the ability of flight, enhanced hearing and vision, and enhanced breathing capabilities as well as invulnerability and enhanced strength. However without your aid he will never unlock the gift that will serve him best... the ability to use magic."

"What can I do?"

"Your spirit will be able to help him learn to control his abilities much faster than he otherwise would have and you can also teach him confidence and to not allow guilt to overwhelm him, just as you did for Yugi. However you will not be alone."

"What do you mean?" He asked but Kiaba and Mohad merely shook their heads before disappearing revealing a door in their place. The Pharaoh approached the door and walked through where he sensed a sensation much like falling, and for a time would know no more.

Fifteen Years Later

Clark Kent walked into the office of Dr. Virgil Swan, wondering what the eccentric billionaire wanted with him; he suspected that Swan may have found a new Kryptonian artifact but with Dr. Swan, one could never truly be sure. However, as he walked into the Dr's office he found that it wasn't Dr. Swan waiting for him; instead there was a man in a black suit and top hat with black hair that was graying slightly who appeared to be in his early thirties.

"Hello Kal-El." The man said, his voice revealing the smallest trace of a french accent. Clark was immediately on the defensive, shoulders tensed and eyes burning red.

"Who the hell are you and how do you know that name?"

"His name is Giovanni Zatara and as for how he knows your true name Kal-El, I told him." Dr. Swan told him as he wheeled himself into the office from a side door, a smile on his face.

Clark relaxed, but only slightly; while he trusted Swan he had learned from bitter experience that simply because someone appeared to be a friend didn't mean they truly were.

"Why?" Clark asked and Swan gestured to Giovanni who pulled a box seemingly from nowhere; he handed it to Clark who regarded it warily; however at a nod from the Doctor he opened it revealing a golden pyramid on a chain that had what appeared to be an eye in it's center.

"This isn't Kryptonian."

"No, but it is the next step in accepting your destiny my friend."

Hands trembling slightly, he lifted the chain and placed it around his neck; there was a flash of light and he fell to the floor unconcious.

"Hello." A voice said and he opened his eyes to find that Dr. Swann and Giovanni Zatara had disappeared. Instead he found himself in an arctic fortress that was empty except for a man who appeared to be in early twenties with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Who are you and where am I?"

The man laughed before he answered Clark.

"I have been called many things, but you may call me Yami Clark Kent. As for where we are I have no idea; this is, as you say in this century, your party."

"Alright Yami, now why am I here?"

"You are here Clark because when you placed the pyramid around your neck you awakened my spirit which resided within."

"Do you know why the pyramid was delivered to me?"

"It is to help you unlock your greatest power, the power that will help you defeat the coming darkness once and for all."

"What power is this?"

"The power of magic."

Clark wanted to laugh but something in Yami's eyes told him he was not joking.

"Alright Yami. I don't know why but I trust you."

Yami nodded, and with another flash of light Clark found himself back in front of Dr. Swann and Giovanni Zatarra.

"If you will allow me, I would be honored to train you in the mystic arts."

"When do we begin?"