Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.

The guard chuckled sinisterly as he just held onto the fragile old woman. Abayomi could barely keep his eyes open, and was panting heavily. Danielle cursed in her mind and glared at the guard with her teeth gritted.

"Give Khepri!" Danielle growled.

"No," he smirked. "If you don't cooperate, this woman will suffer more than just death. If we can't find this thief, then you three will just have to suffice."

"Please… Don't hurt my wife," Abayomi could barely speak.

"Begging are we?" the guard laughed with all his might. "Come on, let's go. And no more tricks, or this woman will be gone before you could say, 'help us, Ra.'"

"Why all guards bad?" I whispered to Abayomi.

"They're not all corrupted… I know others who would never harm an innocent person…" Abayomi shook his head.

"What are you two whispering about?!" the guard commanded an answer.

"No! Run! Forget about me," Khepri shouted.

"Quiet, you old hag!" the guard's grip on her tightened.

Danielle saw her chance. He was distracted by her cry and his emotions had definitely gotten the best of him if he shouted at Khepri in anger like that. Not wanting to be too sudden, Danielle reflected the sword to the high-noon sun, and it was damn bright and hot. She aimed it at the guard who was beginning to look back toward her and Abayomi, but hit straight into the burning light. As the guard screamed in pain at his eyes being blinded, his grip on Khepri lessened.

"GET DOWN, KHEPRI!" Danielle ordered.

Khepri did as she was told and managed to duck down without the guard's dagger leaving a scratch on her. Danielle ran at the guard and tackled him down, both struggling for the possession of the dagger. Of course, Danielle against a full grown man had a very likely outcome… He rolled over and was now pinning her down, glaring at her with hatred.

"You'll be the first to go, girl!" he cried out.

As he was about to plunge the dagger into her chest, he paused and practically jumped off of her screaming in pain. Danielle's jaws dropped. She glanced over at Khepri who had fainted after that wild event, and Abayomi was on the ground panting and barely conscious.

Wha-? Then who? Danielle wondered.

Danielle turned her gaze over at the screeching guard holding his leg in pain. She closely examined it, and it was not a stab wound. It was a burnt wound… Danielle looked down at the weapon that she had placed in her sash immediately after reflecting the sun. She remembered how the guard's legs shifted as he began to strike down at her, and he must have touched the sword.

The sword was heated up by the sun?

She placed her hand slightly above it, and indeed, it was vibrating off heat. The guard was still screaming in pain, for the burnt mark was deep and the length of the weapon. Danielle was slightly getting irritated about his whiney screams and decided to knock him unconscious with the back of the weapon.

"Check over there! I thought I heard something! Find them!" a voice not far ordered.

They're coming for us…

Danielle grabbed Khepri and Abayomi, leaving the no good guard behind. Carrying two people was a difficult job, mind you, but she tried her best to get them somewhere safe.

"Dalila…" Abayomi could barely utter.

"Abayomi? No. Rest," she shook her head.

"There is… a hideout… over on… the right…" he struggled.

"What?"

"Thieves' Tavern… A secret place… Shelter for the wounded thieves… Tell them… itja… (iTA)."

That means thief doesn't it? That's a simple password… Danielle scoffed at the thought.

But there was no time to be pondering over a password. She needed to get there quick, and hopefully, these thieves would help Abayomi and Khepri.

Michael… If I told you were I was going right now, you'd die of jealousy. Danielle inwardly snickered at the thought.

Michael had been fascinated by thieves in Egypt and how they somehow managed to still raid a tomb even with all those traps. But he also told her how violent they could be toward others… Even another thief, but a thief would never kill a thief. That was a law to them. Fights are okay. Killing is an act of treason.

But that means they could kill anyone that's not a thief… like me…

Now Danielle was a little nervous, but she can't back down now. She turned to the right and was led to a dead end.

"Eh…?"

Danielle was about to ask Abayomi if they went the wrong way, but he had fallen asleep. Danielle didn't know where else to go, so she merely stood there and hoped by some miracle, something might happen. She place Khepri and Abayomi down carefully and leaned back against the wall. However, the wall seemed to have shifted to the right, and she fell right through.

"AHH!" she screamed bloody-murder.

But she managed to grab onto the wall with both her hands before she had plummeted down these hidden stairs. Her heart was racing as she tried to calm herself down.

Luck is definitely on my side…

She pushed herself up, grabbed a hold on Khepri and Abayomi, and walked down the stairs. She must have stepped on a certain stepping stone because the wall closed by itself. Everything was pitch black, but was immediately lit up by torches on the side of the walls. She continued heading down the stairs and reached a door. Danielle inhaled and exhaled to calm herself and knocked. On the door was a look out thing, and it was opened for her to meet a pair of eyes.

"Password…"

"Thief," she replied.

The man paused for a moment, probably pondering on how a teenage girl knew the password. But once his eyes shifted over to Abayomi, it widened. The door was immediately swung open to reveal a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. But his skin was not as tan as the people in Egypt.

J-Jounouchi?! What's he doing here?! Danielle thought with astonishment.

"Abayomi!" he cried out. "What happened?!"

"Guards. Abayomi fought them," Danielle explained in the simple words she knew.

"Come in, quickly," he ushered.

As they entered, the laughter or shouts turned into whispers and mutters. Everyone stared at the four of them curiously or astonished. This blonde boy that looked like Jounouchi summoned someone and helped Abayomi and Khepri to a room. The person examined them closely, but he was no doctor.

"So how is he?" the blonde boy asked.

"He's just worn out and she is still in a bit of shock, but with rest, they'll be good as new," the person smiled.

"Thank Ra…"

"I'll be bringing them some water and food. Would you like any um…"

"Oh. Danielle," Danielle nodded.

"…..? Uh. Right… Would you like anything?"

"No, thank you." He must also think I mispronounce my name… Maybe I should start using Dalila… Nah!

The man left and the blonde boy was left with her. He stared at her as if she had done something wrong. She was slightly getting nervous. Even Jounouchi couldn't look at people like that. Perhaps this boy wasn't Jounouchi after all.

"I have never seen you around before. How did you come across Abayomi?"

…How do I say it again…?

"Uhh.. Abayomi… took me in," Danielle forced her words out slowly.

The boy obviously thought it was strange. Her speech was accented and slightly off. He still understood her, though. She didn't look like a normal Egyptian. He was about to ask her another question, but she began first.

"You… look familiar. Is your name Jounouchi?"

"Jounouchi? You must come from someplace else since you have such strange naming."

"What about Joey, then?" Danielle tried again.

"I prefer Josef… What is a Joey? That doesn't even sound like a name… But enough of that. How did someone like you manage to escape when even Abayomi couldn't handle it?"

Danielle felt insulted! Was he implying that a mere girl can't help herself? The nerve! Danielle stood up angrily and began to accidentally speak English.

"Are you saying I can't protect myself?! It's because I look like a short, weak girl, isn't it!? Well excuse me for not looking buff and tall like boys, but girls can have equal amount of strength as some boys, too!"

"What? Slow down! I don't understand a thing you're saying!" She's crazy!

"I am not weak," Danielle said in the language he understood.

"All right! I'm sorry if I offended you," Josef sighed with relief. He may not have understood her, but when women are mad, they can be a little intimidating. "So how did you escape?"

"These," she showed him the stink bombs.

"What.. are those…?" he reached for one.

"Don't touch. It's called a stink bomb. Smells really bad," Danielle explained.

"You made that?"

Danielle nodded. It wasn't that hard. Anyone from her science class could make one. But it seemed that stink bombs weren't exactly known around here. This just caused more questions to pop into her mind. How did she end up in Egypt? Why does this boy look like that one boy from Yugioh? Josef studied her for a minute. She didn't look like a normal Egyptian at all. In fact, she didn't even act normal or speak normally.

"Where are you from?" Josef asked.

"…." Danielle didn't know what to answer. If she even did tell him, would he understand? Nothing seemed to make sense anymore.

I guess she doesn't want me to know. Secretive as well as ill-tempered. Reminds me of someone… "All right. I'm assuming you don't want to tell me, but by the way you struggle to speak, it must mean you aren't from around her, right?"

Danielle nodded. "Abayomi teach me… err… taught me? Teach.. Taught…" Which one was it again?

"Taught."

"Yeah, that…"

"You're not that good, are you?"

"Be quiet!" Danielle shouted and pouted.

They were both interrupted by another man harshly opening the door. He had both the expression of annoyance and anger.

"You said you were the only one who was going to occupy this room! Extra people cost extra pay, Josef!" he shouted.

"Abayomi's hurt! You should at least be grateful of him, for he found this place and that's how you were able to earn money," Josef stood up and glared at the man.

"I don't care. Money is money. If he can't afford it, then him and those two hags need to get going!"

…DID HE JUST SAY HAG!? IS HE CALLING ME A HAG!? WHY THAT NO GOOD-! Danielle clenched her fist and glared at the man. No one calls Khepri a hag either!

"I'll get the money later, I only have enough for me right now," Josef tried to reason.

"Then out they g-"

The man was interrupted by Danielle shoving him to the wall. She gritted her teeth and growled. The man looked to shocked to push her off, but tried to glare back.

"You're no better than guards…" she hissed.

Danielle took out the pouch that she had stolen from those two guards a month ago and threw it harshly at the wall letting it land with a clunk onto the ground. She let go of him and began to walk out of the room, but not before giving him one last venomous leer. She made her way through the so called tavern with many people staring at her. They must have heard the conversation that just occurred because many gave her small glances while others just examined her as if she were an object. (meaning they were giving her perverted looks just in case some of you didn't figure it out).

She had heard Josef call out her name… or at least tried to… But she kept walking up the stairs and the wall automatically opened for her. She stepped out and heard the wall closing behind her. She inhaled and looked to the sky. It was slightly getting cooler. Still warm, but cooler than before. Danielle peeked through the alley to make sure those guards weren't still after her. When it was empty, she decided to explore as long as she stayed near the alley and not get lost. She strolled out of the alley and turned toward a close by marketplace. However, it seemed crowded. People were gathered around and there were many shouts, whispering, or cheering.

Hmm? Where's the fire?

"That's him all right. That's the Pharaoh's son," a man nodded.

"My, he looks like he'll make a fine Pharaoh some day," the woman next to him smiled.

Danielle practically forced her way through the crowd just to see who they were talking about. I want to see this "young Pharaoh."

But she stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes met that of this "Pharaoh." His violet eyes determined looking, yet compassionate. And the only thing to give him away. His multi-colored hair. He stared at her curiously, wondering why she was so filled with shock. But, he had to continue walking with his father.

"Y-Yugi?" Danielle stammered. She approached him slowly. "What are you doing here?"

Yugi looked at her strangely. She realized she had been speaking in English again, and was about to ask again, but a guard came up and blocked her way.

"What kind of language was that. Are you mocking the Pharaoh and his son?!"

Danielle glared at him. "Look before you leap."

"What did you say, girl!?" he raised his spear.

Danielle held the handle of the weapon that she had took from Abayomi's house. She had meant to give it back, but she must have forgotten. Lucky she did forget, though. Before a bloody fight broke out, a voice interrupted them.

"What seems to be the problem here?"

"My Pharaoh, this wretched little girl mocks you with some strange language. It could be a curse she is trying to place upon you!"

"Now settle down. If she was dangerous, I would have noticed," the man shook his head.

"But, sir!"

"Father, she didn't do anything. She doesn't seem like a bad person," the boy spoke up.

He even sounds like Yugi!

"I'm sorry, but, what is your name?" Danielle asked.

"It's only polite to address yours first," he smiled.

"My name is… Dalila," she hesitated to say. I guess I better use that name after all.

"I'm Atem. It's nice to meet you, Dalila."

"Oh…"

"What's wrong? You seem disappointed?"

"No… It's nothing, I'm sorry to bother… royalty," Danielle tried to think of the right words.

"Now begone, girl," the guard ordered.

She sent him a glare and walked off, but waved a good-bye to Atem. There were even more whispered amongst the crowd now.

"Did you see what she did?"

"She talked to the Pharaoh and his son so easily!"

"She is brave, or foolish."

Danielle felt awkward. Although, she would find it strange herself if some random person came up to you speaking a strange language and talks to you like an equal. She didn't care much for royalty to peasant system, but at that moment, she just felt awkward.

Maybe it was because I thought he was Yugi. But… it can't be a coincidence. No one can look like Yugi so… very down to detail. Except for the tan skin… Ah! My head hurts!

But something struck her. She remembered Michael telling her that Yugi was an Egyptian Pharaoh. That person looked exactly like Yugi, and he was to be the next Pharaoh.. Then there was that boy Josef who looked exactly like Jounouchi.

"This… No way… It's impossible… I'M IN YU GI OH?!"