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Isis walked with a pep in her step as she walked down the hall to her brother's room. She looked in to see the beds neatly made with fresh, white sheets on it and sun beaming into the recently cleaned room.

"Oh my goodness!" She said ecstatic. "They're out of the hospital!" She ran down the hall to the information desk.

"Excuse me miss, but in room 409, the patients, when were they released?"

"What?"

"The patients in room 409, when were they released?" The lady took off her glasses and straightened the papers in front of her.

"I hate giving this kind of news." She mumbled and Isis raised a brow.

"What news?" Isis stomach started to churn a vague feeling came about her.

"The patients in room 409 died at 7:21 this morning." Isis stumbled back in shock as the lady's voice became distant.

"We called your school this morning…."

Flashback

RING! RING! RING!

The secretary picked up the phone.

"Hello, Domino Magnet High school how may I help you?"

"Yes, this is Domino Baptist Hospital."

"Oh, my, is something wrong?"

"This call is concerning a Ms. Isis Ishtar about her brothers."

"What's wrong?"

"They're dead" The secretary gasped as the room became cold.

"I, wh, when?"

"Mrs. Warren!" Isis rushed into the office.

"Just a minuet, yes…Ms. Ishtar." Isis smiled brightly.

"Yes, I woke up late and I know this is coming up a lot lately but I was wondering if you could excuse it this one last time."

"O-of course." Isis smiled gratefully and turned to leave, but paused and turned back around.

"What's wrong?"

"Just…some bad news." Isis nodded.

"Well I hope everything turns out good." Isis left the room and Mrs. Warren hung her head.

"Me too…what were you saying mam?"

"They died 30 minuets ago. We did the best we could to save them but it was beyond our help." The secretary swallowed harshly and nodded.

"I'll deliver the news to her."

"Thank you." The secretary unsteadily walked to the principal's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." She walked in hesitantly and took off her glasses. "Karen what's wrong?"

"Malik and Orion Ishtar were pronounced dead 30 minuets ago….and I just got the call to break the news to Isis." The principal stood up in shock as Karen wiped the fresh tears that fell from her eyes.

"Who's going to tell her?"

"I can't!"

"I can't either." He searched the papers on his desk. "Whose class is she in right now?"

Classroom

Beep…..Beep…..Beep. Mr. Gordon looked at the large black cord phone on his desk and sighed.

"Class you may talk quietly talk amongst yourselves as I take this." He picked it up sighing.

"Yes Rob?"

"Mitchell, is Isis Ishtar present in your class?"

"Why wouldn't she be?" Mr. Gordon said sarcastically and the principal sighed.

"This is no time to be a smartass."

"What's going on?"

"Isis brothers died 30 minuets ago in Domino Baptist Hospital. They were officially her only family when her youngest brother died almost two weeks ago." Mr. Gordon ran his fingers through his short brown locks.

"Are you serious?!" He whispered harshly.

"Yes…" Mr. Gordon sat back in his chair and looked at Isis over his black framed glasses.

"And you want me to give her the news?"

"I'm asking it as a favor Mitch."

"I can't do that! She'll hate me!" A couple of students looked at him and he raised his hand in assurance and they carried on with their conversations.

"Mitch please? I'm here trying to console Karen, can't you help me out?" Mr. Gordon glared at the papers on his desk.

"Karen can take her tears straight to hell, the emotions of a teenager are more fragile than a cheating, conniving 46 year old." He hung up the phone and ran his fingers through his hair again. 'I can't do this'

End

Isis gripped the wheel tight as she clenched her face tight. She sped down the dark road to her house screeched Helena-My Chemical Romance through her speakers. She felt her body shaking with all the hurt and anger taking over. 'They called my school…and nobody told me?!' she gripped the wheel tighter, her knuckles loosing their color. 'Why!? What did I do to deserve this!?' A car coming the opposite way she was honked her horn and she realized she was on the wrong side of the road. She swerved off the road and slammed on the brakes. Her headlights beamed on a tree, not even 6 feet in front of her. Tears spilled from her eyes as she let go of the wheel and entwined her fingers in her hair.

"I can't do this!" She sobbed as she laid her head on the steering wheel.

Home

Isis flung open the door and threw her purse across the living room. She ran to the stand next to the couch and dropped to her knees. She pulled the phone down to her and with blurry eyes dialed Seto's cell phone.

"Hello?" Isis coughed and wiped her mouth.

"S-Seto…"

"Isis? Baby are you ok?"

"Malik….and Orion" She sobbed. "They're dead!" She cried harder and as Seto stood in his hotel room frozen.

"What?"

"Please don't make me say it again!" She hung her head. "Natalie is gone to the outback and Joey…..I don't know where he is…..I need you tonight…..I need you right now." Seto looked at his clothes spread out on his bed.

"I-"

"I already know what you're going to say." She hung up the phone slowly and laid down on the hardwood floor. "I already knew."

Morning

Isis shifted under heavy sheets as her fingers brushed across delicate, soft material. 'This….isn't the hard floor I was on.' She jumped out of her sleep to see she wasn't in her house at all. She lay under a golden, scalloped hem satin spread with scroll designs embroidered in it. Seto sat at his large pine desk typing away at his computer about 10 feet away from the foot of the bed. The room had to large windows on each side of the bed and cream curtains billowed in the wind. She looked down to see she wasn't in her clothes from yesterday. She was in a grey, close-fit tank nightgown. She gasped and Seto turned.

"You're awake."

"You're not supposed to be back." Isis said drawing her knees to her chest. Seto stared at her in a trance and she began to cry.

"Isis, no!" Seto ran to her and took her into a tight embrace. "It's going to be ok."

"NO! No it's not!" She choked. "They were my only family! They were all I had!"

"You still have more in life." Isis sniffed as she started to remember a past incident that left her in Seto's arm, her face planted against his chest.

"I wish I could die, right along with the rest of my family!"

"No you don't!"

"Why don't I? Tell me a reason to live!"

"Your home."

"I don't know how I'm paying next month's mortgage."

"Your friends?"

"They can't feel my pain."

"Me?" Isis buried her face in his shirt and shrugged.

"I don't know!" Seto ran his fingers through her hair and he felt her shiver.

"Are you cold?" He wrapped the blanket around her shoulders and her body relaxed. They sat like that for a while until Seto looked down to see his black haired angel sleeping. He laid her back in the bed and trudged over to his desk and began typing. 'It's time to grow up Isis….I'll help you'

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Isis slid out of bed and slipped into her light blue, cashmere house coat and slippers. She opened the heavy oak doors and peeked out in the halls. 'How long have I been sleeping.' She wandered the large, long halls, observing the artifacts that decorated the dark halls. A door opened and a small black haired boy exited the room and looked at her.

"Oh, you must be the girl everyone is talking about."

"Excuse me?"

"The girl that's been sleep in my brother's room for 4 days." 'Four days? ...I must stink!'

"If you're looking for my brother, he's not here. He went to work about an hour ago."

"No, I wasn't looking for him; I was actually looking for the….bathroom." Mokuba laughed.

"Oh! Ok! I wouldn't want to use Seto's bathroom either! He has so many girls around here, who knows what would be in there."

"What?"

"Oh nothing! I didn't say anything." He opened the door to a light blue bathroom. It had two porcelain white sinks that looked like bowls. The tub wasn't connected to a wall but in the in front of a window that overlooked the forests and mountains of Domino.

"I have to get water from somewhere else to take a bath?"

"No silly! The plumbing's connected to the bottom of the tub." He turned the tub on and water streamed out the faucet.

"Towels are on that rack since we're forever having company. Sorry about all the blue, Seto's favorite color." Isis nodded.

"Something we have in common."

"Well I'll let you get to your bath." Mokuba walked out, locking the door. Isis slid out of her robe and ran her hands across her arms. She turned the water off and glided into the tub. She sat there and let the water soak over her as her thoughts began to flood her vision.

"3, 2, 1, BLAST OFF!" Malik ran around the room in his space shuttled pj's as Orion read.

"Sissy can you read me a story?" Marik asked Isis and she turned off her cd player.

"Of course." She pulled him in her lap and began to read.

"Once upon time there were-"

"Three brothers and one sister." Isis raised a brow.

"How about you make up the story."

"OK!" He jumped down.

"Once upon a time there were three brothers and one sister. They were all that they had in life." Malik stopped running around.

"Malik and Orion where the oldest and always kept a close eye out on the little ones."

"Especially Orion." Orion implied smiling.

"But little Marik didn't welcome the protectiveness…most times because he felt he was brave and fearless like his brothers."

"Isis was the only girl in the family and always tried to keep everything together."

"But sometimes she failed and Orion had to stop the trio from arguing."

"But all the while, we all loved each other." Malik said smiling.

"One day, the quartet prayed that they would never be separated." Marik said.

"And their wish came true. They all lived in one house, they never kept secrets and they all lived happily ever after." Isis ended the story and they all hugged each other.

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"Marik is dead." Marik's body flashed through her mind.

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"The patients in room 409 died at 7:21 this morning….this morning…….we called the school this morning…"

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"He has so many girls around, who knows what's in there."

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Isis let out a hoarse cry and buried her face in her hands.

"I can't do this!" Isis sobbed in the tub for a while before, slowly washing her body and submerging her whole body under the water. She soon came up and sighed heavily before getting out. She slipped into a white bathrobe and flew down the hall to the room she had been sleeping in. Dark jeans and a black off the shoulder sweater lay on the bed with black and white tank on tennis shoes on the floor.

"I guess Seto would know how to shop for a girl." She put the clothes on and looked at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful golden tone was gone. Her face looked drained of color and dark circles lined her eyes.

"I've been sleep for days and feels like I haven't slept at all." Her reflection jerked slightly and she jumped.

"And whose fault is that?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm you! The part of you that is tired of you moping around!" Isis stepped back slightly.

"Go away!"

"I can't go away! The only way I'll be gone is if you're gone and I don't you see you going anywhere." Isis ran to Seto's desk and looked into the black screen. Her reflection smiled at her.

"I see you!" Isis fell to the floor and looked at the wood.

"Tag, you're it!" Isis jumped into the bed and hid under the covers. The room was quiet and she sighed. She turned her head to see an almost identical body laying next to her.

"Boo." She screamed and flew out of the bed, backing up until she bumped into something. She turned around to see a full mirror and her reflection stood there with her arms folded and she leant to one side.

"You need to grow up. They're dead! They're not coming back!" Tears welled in her eyes.

"They were my only family!"

"They were my only family, oh shut up! You have people here that might as well be your family! Natalie! Seto! Joey! Come on now!"

"No! Seto has other girls!"

"Do you believe that twit?!"

"Please! Stop it!" The reflection laughed.

"Stop it! Please! I can't control my emotions! Wha-Wha-wha!" Isis screamed as she broke the mirror with her fist and the reflection became distorted.

"STOP IT!" Isis passed out as she looked into the glaring eyes of herself.

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Isis walked downstairs with a small bag in her hands as Seto walked through the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Home." She said briskly and Seto shrugged.

"I'll have the driver take you home."

"I'll walk."

"Suit yourself." He said monotoned and walked up the stairs. Isis turned around slightly then shook her head and walked out. Home seemed to be like walking from France to Rome, but finally she made it home. Her hand was aching. She had gotten stitches before Seto got home and it was hurting like heck. She opened the door and sighed.

"I guess this is the sound that'll be meeting me everyday from now on." She went to the phone and played her messages.

"Isis! This is Natalie! We stopped at some center and they had phones and computers. I got Seto's e-mail! I'll be coming home in a week! And you're going to be staying with me! I'm so sorry! I love you so much!" Isis walked into the kitchen and pulled out a box of townhouse crackers and cheese.

"Isis…I know you don't know me, but I'm someone very important in your life and you don't even know it. I'm coming over on Sunday to talk with you. I think now is the best time." Isis ran to the answering machine and pushed replay as the doorbell rung. She stopped the machine and walked to the door. A lady with stood there with red hair and a little red-haired girl on her hip.

"Hi, are you Isis?"

"Who wants to know?"

"I guess you are then…I'm Alice." Isis crossed her arms. 'Another one of Seto's groupies perhaps?'

"And how may I help you?"

"May I come in?"

"How do I know you're not some psycho path?"

"I have a kid."

"It could be a midget."

"Mommy what's a midget?"

"You do have your brother's sarcasm."

"Hooooold on. You're here about my brothers?"

"Well, sort of. I'm here about one."

"Well sorry toots, their dead."

"I know that. That's why I called you."

"Why are you so important?"

"Because I'm Marik's girlfriend."

"Was."

"Yes I know……and this is his daughter, Lacy."