After a day's travel, Karter and Elenna were still on the edge of the desert. Their journey had taken them form the tomb, but they were yet to reach a village or city.

"How far do we have left to travel?" Gasped Karter as he fought of his dehydration.

Clothed only in a rough robe, in which he had been buried over one thousand years ago, Karter was becoming burnt and dehydrated in the dry hot conditions of the desert.

"Just over one kilometre…. Do you see that large dune over there? Just over it is a small village."

"Yeah, but being the future, don't you have things like flying cars we could have taken?"

"I don't know what you expected, but even if we did have flying cars, all our vehicles were either destroyed, or will have been stolen. So we are stuck on foot, being a Guardian, guarantees a free flight for us. So when we get there we can catch a flight wherever you want to go."

For the next ten minutes Karter and Elenna trudged on in silence. They were tired and exhausted, and were beginning to think they might not make it over the dune. As having walked through the night in the heat without and water or food, they were running out of energy and becoming dehydrated.
However despite the odds and the heat, they soon made it into the village. Elenna led them down a large street. The surroundings in the village were almost exactly as Domino had been a millennium ago, only back then this town would have been a slum.
"If this was small desert slums." Thought Karter to himself. "Then what are the cities and towns like Domino going to be like."
Just thinking of his old home made Karter miss his old time period and family. "I will make you proud Mum and Dad." He silently vowed to himself. "You watch me, I will achieve what even you would have thought impossible."

"Karter." Elenna shouted, waking Karter from his reverie. "We're here, we can stay in this hotel for the night. We will move on in the morning."

Elenna led the way into the hotel and moved to the front desk. Upon seeing Elenna the man sat up with surprise.

"Lady Guardian, what brings you here?" The man asked with obvious respect towards Elenna.

"The tomb was attacked when the Heir awoke. So I was ordered to help him escape and escort him."

"Ah, so you will be needing Joccamo's reserved room then."

"Yes please." Elenna responded, swaying on her feet as her exhaustion became obvious.

"Up you go." The man said, then seeing how faint they looked he added. "I will send a meal up to you both."

Relieved at the prospect of finally getting of his feet, Karter followed Elenna up 12 flights of steps and down a long corridor and winding halls. They came to a stop outside a door with an X on it. From within her jacket Elenna withdrew a card and unlocked the door, ushering Karter inside.

"There are to rooms, so go and pick one. I will take the other." Elenna said to Karter as she locked the door. "And here, take this." Elenna threw a second door card to Karter.

Karter walked towards the two doors checking the two rooms out. The one on the left was bigger and more spacious, but they both had balconies with views. Not that there was much to see, but what was now a thriving city in the sand. Both rooms also had bathrooms, and air-conditioning.

"You take the one on the left." Karter said to Elenna gesturing at the bigger room.

"But… Karter. You're the heir you should get the bigger room."

"No Elenna! I might have inherited some unknown abilities from my father and the pharaoh, but I am no higher than you. Yes you might be my escort, but you can also be my friend. And besides, I was always taught that the woma should get the bigger room." Karter walked into the smaller of the two rooms, and closed the door.

He was starting to get sick of Elenna slaving over him. All he needed was a friend, someone he could rely on. Not a slave or servant.
Karter sat down on a stool beside a bench and procured the box the short guardian had given him. Placing it on the table he removed the lid. Inside just like the Guardian had said, was multiple piles of Duel Monsters Cards and a pile of different updated rule variants. The first pile of cards upon inspection, was an exact replica of his father, yugi's deck. In fact Karter wouldn't have been surprised if it was Yugi's deck. The second, third and fourth piles were a collection of old cards, most of which he had seen or heard of. However the sixth deck contained multiple burned, smouldered and charred cards. Yet there were still cards that were intact. By looking at the cards Karter could tell it was his deck. So the burns were probably obtained during whatever happened to him a millennium ago.

An hour later, Karter heard a knock on the door. Pausing in his reading of the new rules he called.

"Come in."

Elenna entered the room. She looked frailer than when they arrived.

"Are you alright? You look a bit…Unsteady." Karter asked as he stood to help her into a chair.

"Yes, I am fine. Just waiting for the meal we were promised. I hope they bring some fresh clothing as well. This is full of sand, and is beginning to chafe on my skin."

"Aren't you used to the desert? I mean you've been here for a while haven't you?"

"Yes I am used to the desert, but even those of us who grew up in the deserts like to have clean clothing that is devoid of grains of sand. However our clothing is usually a bit rougher than city peoples, as it does help get you accustomed to the sand."

"I see."

Elenna and Karter laughed at this as if it was a joke, as with their weary mind states the random comment amused them.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"I'll get it." Karter said eying at Elenna as if to tell her to sit down as she too rose for the door.

"But."

"I already told you, just because I have special gifts does not mean you have to slave over me."

Karter left the room to answer the door. As he opened it, a man pushing a metal trolley came into view.

"Your dinner. Sir."

"Great, please come in my companion is starving."

As Karter led the waiter into the room Elenna emerged into the common room of the hotel suite.

"Oh finally. I'm starving." Elenna exclaimed as she saw the food.

The waiter grinned at the enthusiasm towards the food, and turning to leave he stopped at the door.

"Enjoy your meal, and, If you need anything just call." The waiter exited and closed the door.

A couple of hours later Elenna and Karter had finished their meal and were feeling very satisfied, and both had full stomachs. They sat in silence taking in the silence and resting their bodies.

"Elenna." Karter finally broke the silence. "There is something I must ask you."

"Yes, what is it?" Elenna tentatively asked unsure of where this would go, or if she could answer.

"Back in the cave, that man. He told you to tell me the features of my new body. What did he mean by my new body, because as far as I can see in a mirror I still have my old body."

"Oh!" Elenna exclaimed, realising that this question was actually quite simple. "Look at your left arm."

Karter looked down at his now mechanical arm. It was formed from sold golden metal, but he was sure it was not gold, perhaps it was a combination of metals. The mechanical section of his arm ended midway between his shoulder and elbow, where it became flesh, and protruding from his elbow wrist and finger joints were a series of pistons. These pistons were in place of his muscles, as with no muscles to extend and bend his joints, his arm would be useless. So the pistons were in place to make up for the lack.
However other than the fact that he now had a mechanical golden arm, Karter could see any new 'abilities.'

"Yes, so my new body is in reference to my artificial arm. Then what does he mean by these new abilities?"

"Well, I understand why you missed it, but your arm is not all that is artificial now, and your abilities I will explain later, but for now let's just relax and get some rest."

"What do you mean, not all that is artificial?" Karter asked as this new information shocked him. "I mean, I know that the left half of my body has sustained some burns to the chest, face and what's left of my arm. So what other injuries did I sustain?"

"Don't you remember anything from the night you sustained those injuries, any pain, anything at all."

"No, not really. However I do remember another person, he. He was trapped under something, something big, but I don't remember what it was. Actually I can't really remember much about my past."

"Oh. I am sure it will come back eventually, but seeing as you can't remember I will tell you. So far you have been able to see that you left side has been burned. You have also lost your left eye, and a lot of your nerves were destroyed. So your left eye is artificial and your body has micro wires al throughout that are wired to a chip in your brain." Elenna stopped to let Karter absorb this information.

"So, I'm like a cyborg now."

"Well… Sort of. You're a human whose brain is chipped and wired to make up for nerve damage."

"Ok. Is there anything else that I should know?" Karter asked Elenna.

"No, other than your abilities and duelling abilities, which I am guessing you remember?"

"Yes I remember, though other than duelling, the heart of the cards and everything else my father taught me it's all blank."

"Ok, maybe something will come back over night, but for now let's get some rest. Here." Elenna threw Karter some pyjamas that had been brought with the meal.

Karter and Elenna then retired to their respective rooms before settling in for the night.

Karter slept badly that night. He tossed and turned through the night, haunted by some figment from his past. Yet one thing kept racing through his mind.
I am Karter Moto, son of Yugi Moto, but who am I?
His dreams continued on filled with the horror of remembering so little of who he was, and having lost the small piece of himself he actually remembered.

Finally his mind broke unable to bear what it was seeing Karter sprung up awake, his sudden reflexes surprising him.

"They must have increased my reaction abilities and possibly strength and agility." Karter thought to himself. "Probably some of these 'new abilities' Elenna won't tell me about yet."

Karter set himself comfortably into a seating position in his bed, and he began to strain his memory. Trying to remember. Something small, something insignificant, just anything at all.

"Bring up my little brother!" Hannibal sat behind a large oak desk in large office in the Kaiba corp building. "To bad these fools don't realise that they have employed into a high position the future pharaoh of the world."

"Big brother, you called for me."

A young adult of around 25 years walked in. He was tall thin, but had a very strong and agile look about him. He sported long blonde hair that fell to his shoulders, behind the curtain of hair he bore two different eyes. One was green, and the other was gold. The golden eye, however, he was not born with. He had acquired whilst mugging an ancient Egyptian museum. It was in fact a very old and powerful Egyptian artefact.

"Ah, Steven." Hannibal called in greeting to his brother. "I see you are still in possession of the Millennium Eye?"

"Well yes. What did you expect? That I would lose it. Now what do you want me to do, you know I am busy."

"Well, now that you mention it. Do you remember that little quest I told you about years ago?"

"Yes, the one where you wanted to become pharaoh. What of it?"

"Well. Steven you see I initiated the begging of that little quest last night. And I thought you might want to join up with it?"

"Of course, if you're going to seize the right to be pharaoh, I'll be there with you brother."

"Perfect, then I have a job for you, something only you are capable of achieving. The treasures guarded in the Pharaohs Guardians vault were evacuated successfully, so we were unable to obtain them. However you are able to, with your Millennium eye and athletic abilities they won't see you coming. The few of them that are left are fleeing across the mountains, yet I suspect the real treasure were sent out earlier. They will most likely be in the town by now." Hannibal handed Steven a map with a town marked out on it. "There won't be many of them, so it should be easy. Take any two of my men, I recommend the best whether or not you will need them."

Steven looked around the office, out the windows, sizing up and assessing each of his brother's men. When he had found two he liked he turned back to Hannibal.

"I'll take these two." Steven left the room with the two men he had chosen trailing him.

Hannibal sat in his chair very happy with himself. No one had ever stopped his brother before, even he couldn't stop him. So now with Steven on the job there was nothing that could stop him. It didn't matter how many people were in this party, even if there 100 Steven would outwit and dispatch them all. With the Millennium eye he could read every thought they made. And with that advantage those who opposed him stood not even a ghost of a chance.

Me: Thank you to anyone who is reading this story. As I have said in previous chapters it is my first publicly released writing, so constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. I am planning to stage some duels in future chapters, so please send card names you would want to see to me, so I can put them in the story. And sorry for the delay in releasing this chapter, I have had exams over the past few weeks, but don't worry there are more chapters coming and I am planning another story. So keep a watch out and thanks again.