Author's Note; Amazing, huh? When I first posted the early three chapters of this on the Seto shrine, I told the readers that it wouldn't be anywhere as long as my other fics…and yet here I am, almost numbering twenty chapters, crazy, huh? Nxt chapter is the last one ppls!! XxxxxxX

Hiya to the ever-faithful Autumn Angel-31, she's been a great support throughout this fic!!

He knew it as soon as he stepped through the portal that history was already much too deep into the process of repeating itself for him to stop it…Denian saw the two monolithic beasts clashing…he felt the air pressurizing as their infinite powers challenged each other and most of all…he saw her; eyes glazed over a light blue with a savage wind whipping her translucent hair up into a frenzy; this was his real little cousin.

As Zorc raised a fist and fired a blast of red-coloured energy at her, the offensive dart of magical energy was swallowed whole by the legendary dragon's White Lightening…but as the huge, powerful white ball of pure energy struck Zorc head on, Bakura didn't even flinch…Kisara did…and she staggered backwards, breathing fast and shallowly, knowing it had to be done, even as she caught sight of her family and friends watching from the boundary of her magic…Seto stood there too. She knew Denian could easily penetrate her powerful shield spell if he wanted to, but his blue-grey irises told her he wouldn't attempt it; he knew exactly what she was doing.

"Why's she hurt?"

That was Marik who asked and Denian answered mechanically as he exchanged a knowing look with his younger cousin.

"She attacked Zorc…when she was six, her soul was split to contain two Kas…and both are bound to her Ba…it doesn't matter; she'll win…but she's gonna die because of it."

"Can't you do something?!"

He felt the wall against his back as surprisingly strong arms pinned him there…Seto Kaiba was glaring at him with a mixture of pure hatred and pleading, but he knew even if he did break through her shield, which would only take him a couple of seconds, Kisara would die either way…so, with an aching heart, he shook his hazel head at the father of his goddaughter…who released him and staggered back a step or two…unwilling to accept that this could happen a second time…not again. As the enormous roar reverberated throughout the cavern in which they were standing, about twenty still-loyal Aralanti appeared on the other side of the hall…ready for a fight…

A whispered murmur of Egyptian and a powerful blast of air…the twenty fell to the ground lifeless, as the awful effect of the ancient Marthui magic exhibited its harrowing capabilities to all watching…that was why Denian had been so feared when he'd been on the same side as the assassins.

One more roar and the dragon opened its mouth wide, Kisara willing all of what little energy she had into this…her final blow. Her would-have-been-husband sensed the build up and knew there would be no more fights after this attack…he flashed his sadistic smirk and eyed her with a knowing violet gaze.

"See you on the other side, my love."

"I'm not going to hell, Bakura."

With that spite-brimming snap, a white, blinding flash consumed the chamber as the figure of Zorc was dissolved amidst the lightening-crackling sphere of the attack…the air seemingly singed in the epicentre as the awesome power of the Blue Eyes White Dragon was revealed…when the blinding, overwhelming light did fade there was no Zorc to behold and no Bakura either…Acting only on pure instinct, Denian caught Ishizu as she made to move forward; there was no use, all the Aralanti that'd tried to attack were dead, Bakura was nowhere to be seen, destroyed in the Dragon's lamenting blast…and the figure lying on the ground wasn't moving…not in the slightest. The twins made to move, snapping out of their daze, as did the rest of the accompanying Marthui and Tombkeepers.

"No!"

All eyes fell to Denian as he barked the order through gritted teeth, tears sparkling in his trademark irises as he held back the woman who had become his lover. With the ever inquisitive and slightly accusing glares lingering on him, he swallowed the knot in his throat and locked gazes with the piercing cobalt of the younger male's.

"You go."

Seto didn't really know what was meant as his feet obeyed Denian's instruction…his head was spinning…they'd only just arrived here, they couldn't be too late, could they? The questions she had asked regarding Jazira's future; Kisara had known all along.

This scene was all too familiar as his feet gave way and the ground crashed up to meet his knees…her chest wasn't completing the normal up-down pattern that was so essential to life…because no life was left within her. No noise was heard in that underground cavern as the young man lifted the limp frame into his arms, tears breaking free of everyone's hold…but if one listened closely, they could hear the stabbing echo of a Pharaoh's heart breaking into two.

a/n- did u like dis chptr?? Nxt one is the last one ppls...XxxxXxxxX