Two weeks later in a Cairo store…
"Jaden, why do we have to wear these things? You know how much I hate them." Destiny whined, glaring down at her old Egyptian beaded dress.
"It makes us less noticeable." Jaden replied from the changing room.
"Okay, but can't we be less noticeable wearing-"
At this moment, Jaden emerged from the dressing room wearing a tunic. Destiny clapped her hand to her mouth to try to hide her muffled laughter.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing. Nice dress, by the way."
"It's not a dress, it's a tunic!" Jaden exclaimed, stomping his foot.
"Whatever floats your boat."
Jaden and Destiny entered Marik's tomb warily.
"Hello?" Jaden called. "Marik? It's Jaden."
"I can see that!" said Marik, suddenly appearing at the foot of the staircase. "I can also see that you brought her." Marik waved an indifferent hand at Destiny.
"Why can't you ever learn my name?"
"Anyway, follow me." Marik led them down the stairs, through a living room and a kitchen, and through a twisting maze of labyrinthine corridors until they ended up in a large, bare room. "This is my Duel Arena."
Destiny looked around with disgust. "Looks more like an oversized basement."
Marik ignored her. "Now, Jaden, this is going to more than an ordinary duel. Oh yes, the winner will keep more than the Millennium eye; they'll also keep their soul!" Marik yelled as darkness engulfed the room. "Let the shadow game begin!"
********************************************************************************A combination of two short chapters. Enjoy!