A/N: Again, I'm so sorry for the delay. I hate waiting so long between updating. It's hard for me as well as y'all because I've got all the ideas just itching to be written down and no chance to d so. It's absolutely maddening. It's difficult to focus in class because of my ideas. Anywho, I hope this tides y'all over. The next chapter will involve Mokie and Helios, Yugi, and of course the Shield hacker whom I'm quite certain we can all name already.

Chapter summary: In which Kaiba needs to tinker, gets to do some hacking, and learns New York is an promising destination.

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The moment Kaiba felt the Balance tip, he instinctively moved further into the Light. Phantom pain he recognized from his graze with the assassin's bullet lanced through his chest. But it was not his chest that was bleeding and struggling to breathe, it was Yugi's. Yugi had been shot.

It only took a moment for the significance of that thought to take root in his mind before Kaiba's Shadows reached out to their limits and latched onto Yugi's Light, curling around it and reinforcing it with his own. He could feel Obelisk's divine power reinforcing his own Shadows, protecting him and guiding him as he struggled to remain close to the King. Even with Obelisk's help, he could not diagnose the severity of the damage, but he could tell it was serious. Yugi was disoriented and confused and at one point began to fade. Kaiba yanked Yugi's Light back with a viciousness he rarely exhibited. He would not lose his only rival.

He could not.

He tried to pay attention to what was happening around Yugi and noticed Yami's Dark and a Light he knew to be Jounouchi were attacking something. Monsters had been summoned. He was not sure which ones, but he could guess. He was relying on Yugi's Shadow senses to figure out what was going on but they were not functioning well at anything except keeping the young King alive at the moment

There was a ripping sensation that made Kaiba cringe then everything stopped. Yami returned to Yugi's body but kept a firm control of his Dark Shadows to prevent them from suffocating Yugi's fluttering Light. Kaiba could barely make out the garbled sounds of their private conversation over the distance and Yugi's muddled senses. He was ableto determine something had been taken from Jounouchi and the shooter had gotten away, again.

Kaiba suspected the shooter was the same one who shot him in the shoulder and caused this mess in the first place but he could not project words from this distance. It was taking nearly all of his concentration to remain connected as firmly as he was. He stayed with Yugi as long as he could. He felt the King move and assumed he had been placed in an ambulance.

Yugi's Light guttered once more and Kaiba lassoed the King's Shadows with his own and yanked with all the strength he could muster. He could feel his own body gasping from the effort when Yugi finally came back. Yami was all but panicking trying to help Kaiba keep Yugi awake and coherent and maintaining a strict control of his Shadows. This was placing a strain on all of them.

Then Yugi began to sink into unconsciousness and Kaiba panicked, pulling his King's consciousness back to awareness as hard as he could. But in the end, it was useless. Kaiba was left grappling with nothing. Yugi was gone and Yami had become incredibly hard to reach. The Regent froze frantically feeling the Shadows, waiting for the Balance to vanish.

It did not. He heaved a sigh of relief. Yugi must have been drugged and gone into surgery. That was the only explanation he could come up with for the loss of both the Pharaoh's and the King's Shadows but have the Balance still standing. Kaiba was still Lighter than he normally was but it was not quite uncomfortable yet. It would be soon though if Yugi did not recover.

He felt phantom hands kneed his tense shoulders and slowly began to relax. Seth said nothing, he simply touched. Kisara grumbled in Kaiba's mind vibrating his Shadows. Kaiba slowly retreated back to close to reality and rubbed the palms of his hands against eyes. He was drained and hyperaware of the Shadows around him, half expecting them to flail with the loss of the Light but they remained steady.

Kisara nudged Kaiba's consciousness crooning encouragingly. Yugi was still alive. The assassin had failed again. But had he? What caused that ripping sensation? Did this mean the assassin was after the entire Inner Court and not just Kaiba?

Kaiba ran a hand over his face as the exhaustion and strain nagged at him. This was not what he needed. There were too many unknowns in this. He needed to find his brother and the crazy Greek and get the hell back home as fast as he could. He was useless in this godforsaken reality.

Seth murmured something in soft hieratic and Kisara crooned giving him the sensation of wrapping her scaly body around his. It was comforting and helped calm his frayed nerves. He could not lose Yugi. The King and the Pharaoh were the only Duelists worthy of facing him as an equal opponent. They...

They were his friends.

Seth leaned against his Ka's back, resting his head on Kaiba's shoulder. Obelisk grumbled softly before retreating back into the Shadow Realm through Kaiba's Deck. The silent support combined with Kisara's almost constantly crooning and purring eased him down from his heightened state of awareness to a more neutral, calm state where he could think more clearly. He needed to plan. He needed to tinker with something. A Duel Disk would sate his need to tinker but he would settle for a computer.

To distract himself, he extended his Shadows as far as he culd reach in this reality. It was not as far as he was used to but it was satisfactory. As his Shadows senses traveled up the east coast of the United States, he noticed a something odd. For some reason, he felt disoriented the closer he got to New York. The city itself was decent, filled with Shadows both sentient and non, but there was a place there where his Shadows couod not penetrate. It felt...not wrong so much as different. And there was something else.

Souls. There was an unusual cache of souls in New York City Just beyond the point where his Shadows could not cross. But the feeling of those souls was so strong, he could feel it from here if he focused hard enough. Numerous souls, bound to...something. Seth added his Shadows to Kaiba's, drawn towards the unreachable cache. Kaiba snagged Seth and held him back. The cache of souls may be ntriguing, but it was dangerous and not what he was looking for.

He expanded his Shadows senses farther out into the more rural areas of New York. Interestingly enough, the further northeast he felt frm New York City, the more muddled everything became. It was as if something was blocking him. That made two areas of interest and both were in New York. Pity Kaiba no longer believed in coincidences.

He blinked back to reality and was immediately disoriented. He was sitting on a low stone wall surrounding a manmade garden at the rest stop. He could not remember ever sitting down but at least he was in the shade. Or no, not shade. He lifted his head and looked up at the sky in confusion; it was night. Movement beside him drew his eyes back down to where Arrow sat next to him. He blinked when he realized Arrow had shed his vigilante hooded jacket and weapons for mostly civilian clothes.

Oliver wore a black t-shirt with AC/DC branded on the front. He still wore his leather Arrow pants and boots but his hooded jacket had been removed and probably safely tucked away with his bow and arrows in the duffle bag at his side. The dark paint that had been painted around the vigilante's eyes had been washed off. Kaiba was struck by Oliver's eyes. He knew they were green but if he leaned just so in the streetlight, they appeared blue.

Oliver waited until Kaiba was satisfied with his investigation before speaking. "Welcome back."

Kaiba sighed and folded his hands, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his fingers. "The King was shot," he said without preamble. He saw Oliver jolt in his peripheral vision and continued before he was interrupted. "The assumption is he was shot by the same person who shot me. He's fine. He's most likely in surgery now."

Oliver's shoulders dropped in relief. "That's good news at least," he said. "Where was he when it happened?"

"Unless he moved since I left, which is possible," Kaiba conceaded, "he was at home."

"So the assassin knows where he lives," Oliver said.

Kaiba nodded. "Nice shirt," he said suddenly.

Oliver chuckled and looked away. "Not a huge fan but it was free so I'll live."

"Mai and the others?"

"There's a Goodwill a couple blocks down from the next exit," Oliver said. "It's not big or anything, but Mai was able to pick out a few things for everyone."

"Shaadi won't wear modern clothes," Kaiba said.

"Yeah, we figured that out when he just stared at her until she stopped trying to get him to change clothes," Oliver laughed. "John's still with her. Shaadi should be back in a couple minutes to check on you."

Kaiba hesitated before asking. "How long was I gone?"

"About an hour or so," Oliver said. "You just... Now that I know what happened, it makes sense but you gave us a scare back there. You just froze up and became unresponsive." Oliver looked at his Regent penetratingly. "You're Lighter."

Kaiba hummed absently. "I'm compensating for Yugi. He'd better recover quickly because I can't stay like this for long. If I do, I could become entrenched and it'll become more difficult for me to get back my balance without Mokuba."

"So in other words, our time just got cut short by a lot," Oliver concluded. "Great. Well, on the bright side, there's a couple computers in the library near the Goodwill if you're interested."

Kaiba felt a grin grow slowly on his face. "Internet access?"

Oliver winked. "Unlimited. Well, for about thirty minutes anyway."

"I can work with that." Kaiba stood carefully, catching himself when his legs wobbled. He was more tired than he could afford to be.

He reached out with his Shadows and brushed Shaadi. The Advisor almost jumped when he felt his Regent's Shadows and grasped them firmly in return. Kaiba took Oliver's wrist feeling the other man grasp his in return and Traveled to where Shaadi stood beside the Goodwill. It was late but hopefully not too late.

"Is the library closed yet?" he demanded upon arrival.

Shaadi blinked but shook his head. "Not for another forty minutes or so."

"Good," Kaiba said, quickly locating the small building and hurrying across the parking lot towards it. "I need a computer."

"Regent!" Kaiba slowed just enough for Shaadi to catch up but did not stop. The Advisor came even with him and spoke. "Are you well? Has something happened to the King?"

"He was shot," Kaiba said quickly. "He's in surgery but other than that I'm not sure how he is."

"I see. And the Pharaoh?"

"Not taking it too well," Kaiba muttered. "He's controlling himself but only just. Jounouchi was with them so they aren't alone. Something was ripped from them. I'm not sure what but whatever it was, it's affecting them."

"Ripped from them?" Shaadi gasped voicing the question on Oliver's mind. "How is that possible?"

"I don't know," Kaiba said as they walked closer to the library. "Shaadi, you go first, then you kohai. I'll go in last. We don't want to be seen as a group. Kohai, if Mai or John come in looking for us, call them over. Keep them busy until I'm done. I'll leave first. Stay as long as you can without being kicked out by the staff."

"Understood," Oliver said nodding with Shaadi.

The group fell silent and Shaadi strode forward into the library. He paused at the entrance before moving to the left towards the nonfiction reference book section. Oliver waited a full minutes before walking in and swerving to the right where the newspapers and periodicals were located. He grabbed the latest edition available of the Wall Street Journal and sat down in one of the comfy armchairs to read. Who would have thought the Wall Street Journal was available in this reality too? At least it was something familiar.

He felt Kaiba come inside but did not look up. He could feel Shaadi also following the Regent with his Shadows when Mai and John walked in. John noticed Oliver almost immediately upon stepping through the sliding doors and walked over to join him. Mai trailed along behind, eyes darting around the room.

"Mai," Oliver called softly. He waved her over, gesturing to one of the empty armchairs. Naturally, she perched herself on the arm of the chair he was sitting in with a cheeky grin. John shook his head and took the empty seat.

"Where're the others?" John asked.

"Kaiba's over there on one of the computers," Oliver answered, pitching his voice low to both suit the quiet environment and keep the conversation between them. "Shaadi's over in the nonfiction section."

"Probably looking for anything useful," Mai said. "Whatcha lookin' at? Anything interesting?" she asked, peering at the newspaper in Oliver's lap.

"Yeah actually," he said. "We were right, there is a group of superheroes in this world too. They call themselves the Avengers."

"There's probably a story there," John commented wryly.

"I bet." Oliver turned the paper around to show the photograph on the front cover. "This apparently just happened about a week ago. Check it out."

John and Mai leaned over to get a better view of the image. It was actually two photographs of the same place taken at different times. The photo on the left was of a large plaza that had been torn apart by a huge, towering black obelisk type thing. The image on the right showed the same place but covered with people wearing volunteer vests obviously working on the clean up efforts.

"Aliens?" Mai wondered.

"Yeah. But read the caption," Oliver said, tapping the words underneath the photographs.

Three dead, 20 injured, and four still missing after unknown aliens invaded England last Wednesday before being fought off my Thor of the Avengers.

"Thor?" John repeated out loud. "The only Thor I'm familiar with is the one from Norse mythology. But I only know his name because of a few college classes and an animated TV show I used to watch as a kid."

"He's the Norse god of thunder," Mai said. "He has a card in Duel Monsters but I've only actually ever seen it once. I'm guessing this isn't the same Thor though," she muttered, craning her neck to look for anyone who could pass as 'Thor' in the photograph.

"He's further in," Oliver said, pulling the paper back to flip through the pages to the continuation of the front page story.

When he found it, he folded the paper in half longways and turned it around so the others could see the photograph. It was slightly blurry and obviously not taken by a professional, but it depicted a group of humanoid things facing off again a single, blonde haired, red caped person who could only be Thor. He was leaned back holding a hammer-like object as if he was about to throw it. The photograph had been taken from inside a nearby building through broken glass.

"Think Thor's his cover name or his real name?" John asked.

"My guess?" Oliver shifted in the chair so he could see the picture as well. "It's his real name. Remember Sif?" The others nodded. "She mentioned Thor. I'm guessing this is the Thor she said she follows."

"Which means he's an alien like her," Mai said.

"But that means he's not a god," John said. "He's just an alien species who may be longer lived than humans." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Which begs the question: does that go for all the 'gods' in this world or just his group?"

"Got me," Mai said.

She glanced back over her shoulder around the room and saw Kaiba hunched over a computer in the corner of her eye. His unblinking eyes glowed from the bright computer light. She heaved a sigh. She knew her Regent had an affinity for technology but seeing him actually in his element was always something. Whether it was a treat or disconcerting, she was never sure.

Shaadi held the mythology book carefully as he read through it. Most of the Egyptian mythologies were identical to those in their homeworld. It seemed that once again, the myths changed to focus on the Osirian pantheon once Upper and Lower Egypt united and the famous dynasties began. Everything before that point was hard to find, but he had been anticipating that and knew how to read between the lines.

Ra, Set, Atum, Anubis, Osiris, and Isis among a select few were still some of the oldest gods in the pantheon but it was difficult to find any information on them before the dynasties and the Osirian pantheon came to power. Also, Set was unsurprisingly relegated to the villain once more. Shaadi sighed through his nose at the news. He knew to expect such an outcome, but it still bothered him that something as simple as human politics could affect ancient history and by extension mythology so much.

He replaced the reference book with care, eyeing it thoughtfully before stuffing his hands in his sleeves and walking down the aisle towards the exit. He had nothing more to learn from books. A voice over the intercom system announced the library would be closing in ten minutes. He made his way towards the exit, feeling his Regent's Shadows distracted by whatever he was doing. Shaadi did not acknowledge Mai, Oliver, or John as he left. He would wait outside for them.

Kaiba was frustrated beyond reason. When he first started, he had simply Googled 'Shield', the agency Coulson claimed to be a part of and got the official website. 'Shield' turned out to be an acronym for 'Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.' They were to go-to agency regarding anything involving alien invasion, which had happened multiple times, and threats from outside and within. Their objective was to protect the individual and the world from threats too great to be handled alone.

From the official Shield website were several links and offshoots focusing on a group called the Avengers. Fabulous. Kaiba was not sure if superheroes in this reality was a stroke of good luck or bad luck. Superheroes made it easier to explain John's existence and possibly his own, but superheroes also made things more difficult. It meant this world was actively on the lookout for people with powers which would make it difficult to hide.

So why hide?

He pulled out his KaibaCorp cell phone and typed, /Noa. Are you there?/

/Yes. A part of my program is still in your phone./

Kaiba grinned and typed, /You ready for a game?/

/Depends,/ Noa replied after a moment. /What kind?/

/Hide and seek./

A smiley emoji appeared on Kaiba's phone screen followed by, /Oh yeah!/

Kaiba plugged the charger end of the power cord into his phone and the USB end into the computer and started typing. Noa's program connected to the computer and began working to mitigate any attempts to stop Kaiba's hacking so he could gather as much information as he could in the little time he had. If Shield was as good as he was lead to believe, then his hacking would be caught, stopped, and his computer tracked down quickly. But since Coulson was already aware of him, it should not be too difficult to have a little fun with this. Maybe he could even leave a message for the agent.

Just minutes later, as he was scanning through a file on Iron Man, he got a message from Noa. He quickly glanced over it and sped up his typing. Shield was on to him. they were fast. Noa was doing his best to stop the attempts to prevent Kaiba from accessing too many classified files. But there was an A.I. which was having some success at blocking Noa. The fact an A.I. was offering his brother a challenge was impressive. Noa was a human intelligence uploaded into the digital world. An A.I. was by definition artificial which meant it did not possess the human ability to think outside the box. Yet an A.I. was giving Noa trouble. Whoever programmed it had to be good.

/Hello there./

Kaiba blinked when the message appeared on the screen in front of him but did not reply. He continued to type as another message appeared below the first.

/You're good. I'm better./

A challenge. Kaiba enjoyed challenges. He smirked and focused solely on his hacking, skimming through windows and articles he managed to open as fast as he could before they were closed by the other hacker. They were good, Kaiba admitted reluctantly. Fast, efficient, and predicting his moves with decent success. Thankfully, since Kaiba had no real goal in mind except to make sure Shield had no contact with his brother or Helios, his searches appeared to be random which threw the other hacker off to a degree.

Speaking of which, another message appeared. /Do you even know what you're looking for?/

Kaiba ignored the new message and continued searching.

/Are you ignoring me? I'm kinda offended./

Kaiba's phone vibrated twice indicating Noa had been forced to retreat back into his phone. That meant he sensed a possible hack in the phone. Kaiba quickly unplugged the device from the computer and went back to typing. Unfortunately, the lag, however short, allowed the other hacker to catch up to him.

/You really are ignoring me./

Kaiba huffed and moved the chat screen aside so he could continue searching the Shield archives. He had not found anything of use which meant as far as he knew, Coulson had told the truth. Shield had not had any contact with Mokuba or Helios yet. That was good news in the sense that he did not have to worry about getting them out. But it was bad news because it meant he still needed to look for them.

/Hey! You're younger than I am! Totally not fair./

Kaiba blinked, eyes flickering briefly up to see the small pinhole at the top of the monitor that held the computer's webcam and groaned. If the hacker had gained access to this computer it meant Shield had tracked his IP address and knew where he was. Time was up. He began dismissing the windows but took the time to type a single message into the chat window.

/Tell Coulson the Regent says hello./

He sent the message and moved to log out of his session on the computer when a reply came in. It was a short message consisting of just two words but they clearly carried a lot of weight.

/Coulson's dead./

Kaiba hesitated, lifting an eyebrow in disbelief. He debated whether or not to counter those words before coming to a decision. There was not much for him to lose from this. /Unless he somehow died within the last several hours since I spoke to him face to face, which I doubt, then he's very much alive./

He sent the message and logged out of his session. Taking up his phone and power cord, he stood, stuffed them into his pants pocket, and walked away. He noted with relief that no one from Oliver's group looked at him or acted as if they recognized him as he walked out. The automatic doors slid shut behind him cutting off the female voice announcing the library would be closing in five minutes.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets against the cool night breeze and walked into the parking lot. Shaadi's Shadows brushed his and Kaiba casually walked behind a Ford pickup truck. Shaadi was seated calmly on the curb between the truck and an empty parking spot. His eerie eyes gleamed as he met Kaiba's. He did not stand, just waited for Kaiba to join him. Kaiba was not about to sit on the ground if he could avoid it, so he leaned back against the truck.

"Find anything interesting?" he asked.

Shaadi shook his head. "Most of the Egyptian mythology was the same as from our world. Although," he said, tilting his head thoughtfully, "I am beginning to think Anubis is supposed to be a reference to myself."

Kaiba eyed Shaadi curiously. "Anubis was a crazy wizard who tried to fight the Pharaoh."

Shaadi nodded. "But the things the god is associated with are the very things I was responsible for in my past life."

Kaiba hummed. "So you think Anubis is the name of the enemy pinned onto Shada. A case of mistaken identity?"

Shaadi nodded. "It is not uncommon. It would appear Anubis is only treated badly in modern pop culture. And that is mainly because he is associated with death and humans are known to fear and dislike anything like that."

"I thought Anubis was the god of the embalming," Kaiba said.

Shaadi nodded. "He is but he was also the god of the dead until Osiris took his place when the Egyptian dynasties began and the Osirian pantheon took precedence."

"I see. Politics," Kaiba scoffed under his breath.

He glanced through the tinted glass of the truck over his shoulder and saw Oliver walking out of the library with Mai and John. About five other people hurried out as well followed by two stragglers. Kaiba tugged Mai's and Oliver's Shadows towards him, waiting for them to walk around the truck.

"Get anything interesting?" John asked.

"As a matter of fact, yes," Kaiba replied. "I just heard Coulson is officially dead."

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise but it was Shaadi who shook his head seriously. "I would agree but I know he is not undead." His orange brown eyes met Kaiba's blue sternly. "I know what the dead feel like. He did die, that is true. But he is very much alive now."

"I know," Kaiba said. "I said he's officially dead."

"What do you mean by that?" John demanded.

Kaiba shrugged. "I'm not sure. When I hacked Shield, someone almost as good as I am gave me trouble. Even started up a chat while countering my hack. They're good." Shaadi lifted an eyebrow at the compliment. "Whoever it was seemed fairly certain Coulson was dead."

"So a cover up?" Oliver asked, eyes dark with the implications.

"Or," Mai said slowly, "when Coulson died, they got the news and never heard otherwise."

"Makes sense," John said. "Telling someone a person died is hard enough but telling them the person came back to life is harder. It can bring up questions that can't be answered easily or sometimes not at all."

"Yes," Shaadi said. "That would be the most logical conclusion."

"By the way," Mai said, propping a fist on her hip and looking at Shaadi incredulously. "Since when do you sit on the ground?"

"Since it was available and hidden by the vehicle next to me," Shaadi replied.

"I have an idea of where to go now," Kaiba said. "There are at least two places in New York that attracted my attention. I can't reach the wth my Shadows and that worries me. Also, most of the Avengers information was focused in New York City. That's where Iron Man lives and his tower acts as a temporary base for the Avengers."

"You think it's a good idea to get involved with them?" John asked.

Kaiba eyed the other man closely. "Why do you ask?"

"Because we learned a couple things too." He waited for Mai to pull out her phone and hand it to her Regent before continuing. "They have a Norse god in their group."

"'God' as in-?" Kaiba listened but did not looked up from the images Mai had surreptitiously taken of the newspaper article.

"Alien Viking like Sif and...her," Oliver said hesitantly, refusing to say Lorelei's name. Kaiba did not blame him.

"His name's Thor," John said. "From what we read, he can fly, summon lightning, and throw a hammer."

Kaiba felt an eyebrow lift. "A hammer?" John nodded. "How boorish."

John laughed before sobering. "By the way," he said softly, "you doin' okay?"

Kaiba sighed and handed Mai back her phone. "The King was shot," he said simply. "He's fine last I checked. Since I haven't heard or felt anything from him, I'm assuming he's still in surgery. The Balance is still kept so he isn't dead."

"Think it's the same guy?"

"Definitely. But this time was different," he said. "He shot Yugi and took something from the mutt."

"You said 'ripped' it," Oliver corrected.

"That's what it felt like," Kaiba said nodding. "The shooter took something from the Light. I'm not sure what, but whatever it is has caused both the King and the Knight to panic." He leaned back against the truck and narrowed his eyes. "It bothers me."

"Coming from you, that makes me worry," Mai said warily. She huffed. "Enough of this doom and gloom. I need coffee and I know you do too," she said, pointing to Kaiba. "Let's find a cafè or something and head to New York."

"Or head to New York and find a cafè," John offered. "NYC is the City that Never Sleeps. We'll be better off finding a place to get a good coffee there."

Mai looked around at the small town and nodded. "Point." She sighed dramatically. "If only I had my Harpie."

"Do you think you can teleport us there, Shaadi?" Oliver asked.

"I have flown into New York before, but it has been years," Shaadi said. "This is also a different world and things may not necessarily be the same."

"What if I looked up the parking deck at the airport or something on Google Maps?" Mai offered, holding out her phone. "That is, if they have Google Maps here. Do they have Google Maps here?"

"I would need the street view of the place to get a good visualization," Shaadi said, standing, "but yes, that should be sufficient."

"Can I just say I'm glad our phones still work here," Oliver said.

"You're telling me," Mai said. "Our phones would work no matter what, but the fact we can get a signal and use the internet and whatnot..." She shook her head in obvious relief. "I'm thrilled beyond words. i won't look a gift horse in the mouth."

She fiddled with the screen before holding it out to Shaadi. The Advisor took the small device and studied the image on it. He traced a finger along the screen, turning the street view images in a complete circle for a full minute before nodding to himself and handing her back the phone.

"I should be able to get us there now," he said. "But we should hurry. I too would like a cup of tea."

"Tea?" John parroted as he took Shaadi's offered hand. "I didn't peg you for a tea drinker."

"I prefer star anise or licorice tea," Shaadi said as the others joined hands. "I am old fashioned that way."

A car drove by and John blushed. "I feel like I'm in a cult," he muttered.

Kaiba smirked. "Didn't you know? I'm a pagan god. This is a cult."

John groaned just as the Advisor's teleport activated.