I need more reviewers... I don't know how I'm doing! ahhh! :P

please try to remember that I really need feedback on how I'm doing, otherwise I'm at a loss and I won't know whether or not to go on with the story...

Hey, I need your guys' opinion... I've been thinking about doing an Epilogue, and a sequel... what do you guys think? PLEASE REVIEW ANY COMMENTS, QUESTIONS, OR ANSWERS TO THE CONTEST.

thank you! enjoy!

Yugi's POV

"Pharaoh?" he asked out loud, "Pharaoh, where are you?" he asked.

"Yugi... perhaps you should rest for a while." Sora suggested.

Yugi sighed. "But the Pharaoh... I was talking to him and-"

"Yugi, please." Sora urged kindly. "You shouldn't get too overwhelmed, it's not-" she broke off as Yugi jumped to his feet and raced around the room desperately trying to find the source of the voice.

"Yugi!" She yelled as quietly as she could, but Yugi didn't listen to her.

Yugi reached the doors to the room and pulled on them, but they didn't budge.

"No! Get away from there!" Sora suddenly jumped to her feet and raced towards him, Yugi looked at her in confusion, gripping the doors handles, But something surprised him, he swiftly turned back to the doors, and looked at his hands.

To his horror, there was a yellow stream of light swarming around his tightly gripped hands.

"Sora! Whats going on?" he asked confused.

Yugi's hands slowly turned from a normal tan shade, to a horrifyingly wrinkled blue shade, the skin from his hands drooped a little, and veins started to be seen.

Sora had noticed the yellow stream the moment Yugi set his hands on the door; she grabbed the back of his shirt, and yanked him backwards, causing him to lose his grip on the door handles, With Sora clutching the back of his shirt, and Yugi's seemingly iron grip on the door, when Yugi was free, they both collapsed on the ground.

Yugi's heart was pounding hard, and Sora seemed to be just as scared as he was.

He looked down at his hands, they turned back to that normal tan shade, but they were still drooping, they seemed lifeless, but not.

"Sora?" he asked, and she looked up at him.

"What was that? Why are my hands like this?" he asked her while shoving his hands towards her.

"Uhm..." she began, she didn't know how to start.

Yugi looked at her expectantly, waiting for an answer.

Sora sighed, "The door is kind of rigged..." she began.

Yugi cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Rigged?" he asked.

Sora nodded. "Yes, since there are Waythers here, there has to be a system in which only the Royal Family can use. In the beginning, when we didn't have a system, the Waythers were able to escape, so we devised a system in which all doors, personal items, and other things can only be accessed by us." she said.

"Waythers? Royal Family?" Yugi said questioningly.

Sora blinked. "You know... Waythers..." she said. "Do you not know what a Wayther is?" she asked.

Yugi, still wearing a puzzling look, shook his head.

"Hmmn... old terms then? I find that older people still use different terms... Uh, I guess like 'Slaves'." she explained.

Yugi's expression changed from puzzled to a look of understanding and sorrow.

"Why do you have slaves?" he asked.

"Waythers. And, well, I... I actually don't know the answer to that question... I've grown up around the Waythers... Most of them are really nice, but some just spit and refuse to do anything other than take care of themselves and the other Waythers around them..." she said slowly.

Yugi sighed. "Well..." he replied.

Sora looked at Yugi's hands again, they were no longer thrust towards her, but laying in his own lap. They were still wrinkled and saggy, and they now bore freckles here and there.

Sora's eyes flashed for a moment. She didn't know why, but she wasn't really sure why she had forgotten already... what only she could do, and no one else... Mira and her family themselves still puzzled over this fact, but they disregarded it. Before Sora knew completely what she was doing, she found that she had reached for both Yugi's hands. Yugi was a little surprised, but he didn't move nor say a word of protest.

Sora held both the wrinkly hands against her own two, and closed her eyes.

Heal these hands, they were not meant to be harmed, they are of but pure innocence, and not deserving of this consequence meant for another. Heal these hands of innocence. she chanted these words over and over in her mind.

Yugi looked down at his hands curiously, He didn't know exactly what Sora was doing, but he was sure that it wouldn't be anything bad.

All of a sudden he gave a little squeak of surprise as he realized that his hands were slowly turning from a wrinkly mess of skin, to what they had been before. A tan perfect hand.

Sora then released Yugi's hands and re-opened her eyes; the look of shock on his face didn't seem to surprise her in the least.

"Sora..." he said wondrously.

Sora only smiled back at him. "Yes, I know. I guess you could say that I'm... a Magician of sorts..." she replied.

Atem's POV

The Pharaoh could only stare at Shadi with wide eyes. "Wha-What does that mean?" he asked in a scared voice.

Shadi closed his eyes. "It means, my Pharaoh, you must save the world again. If you don't, the world will fall around us, and at that point, no one can do anything." he answered.

Yami looked at him questioningly.

Shadi gave an exasperated sigh. "Since Yugi is in the future, he could very well disrupt the timeline, causing our future to change, and as he changes, you change, and when you change, the world will be out of balance. That is why it is so important to find him and bring him back home."

The Pharaoh couldn't help but tare his gaze from Shadi, to the crystal ball where he was communicating with Yugi. That might have been my only chance to ever talk to him...

"My Pharaoh." Shadi said suddenly, snapping Yami out of his thoughts.

"There is someone else here..." he said cautiously.

Yami whirled around. He looked all around the edges of the room they were now in.

There was a small rattle of chains. "help me." the voice called out in a small hoarse whisper.

Yami's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Shadi. Shadi just shrugged his shoulders. "If your going to look my Pharaoh, be cautious. You never know what you could find." he said in a quiet voice.

Yami nodded, "Will you come with me?" he asked.

Shadi nodded. "Of Course my Pharaoh." he replied. Yami nodded. "Alright then, let's go." he murmured.

Yami slowly made his way towards the door, but stopped suddenly when he heard the faint rattle and clanging of the chains he had heard before.

Yami looked back at Shadi to see if he had heard, which, he did.

He turned back to the door. "It's on the other side of this door. Have you gone in this one yet?" he asked in a whisper.

Shadi blinked. "That door was not there before you had entered, so I have no idea what to expect." he whispered back.

Yami wore a concerned look on his face, but he gripped the door handle and creaked open the door slowly.

There was a white flash before his vision, and there was a sudden shrill scream.

Yami looked up in alarm, all that was going through his mind now was to save and rescue the person who was screaming out for help, he couldn't help picturing what the person would be like, according to the screams, it had reminded him of a little girl. Well, it could be a girl, but the screams from both a boy and a girl seem to always sound the same. he thought.

"My Pharaoh! Watch out!" Shadi screeched behind him.

Yami turned to look back at Shadi, but he didn't have time. The door he had previously opened flew open and a figure jumped on him knocking him to the ground.

"Shadi!" Yami screamed.

He looked up at Shadi, Shadi's eyes were wild with fear, regret and horror. "Help me!" Yami pleaded.

Joey's POV

Joey was sound asleep, he hardly knew where he was anymore, his dream was marvelous. He was in front of an all-you-can-eat buffet. He licked his lips hungrily, he wasn't sure when the last time he had eaten was, but he didn't care, because now, he had a whole buffet to make him feel full again. He grabbed plates and stacked all sorts of food onto it, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, steak, chicken nuggets, and then, when he got to the end of the buffet, he saw a white cake. His eyes glowed, and he reached out to grab it, but then, all of a sudden, shouts and screams surrounded him.

Joey looked around wildly, clutching the food he had on his plate, then, in a blink of an eye, he was waking up in the real world.

Joey scrambled to his feet immediately. He knew something was wrong, he didn't know what, but he had a feeling that Yugi or the Pharaoh were in deep trouble.

One does not simply just have a dream about food, and then dream of screams of bloody murder all around him! he declared to himself.

"Joey?" Tea asked.

He whirled around, concern seeming to spark in his eyes.

"Tea, Tristan. Something's wrong." he said.

Tea, Tristan and Mokuba all scrambled to their feets.

"What is it?" Tea asked.

"I dunno, I just feel that somethings wrong with our little buddy."

"Yugi?" Tristan asked.

Joey shrugged. "Both the Pharaoh and Yugi. I can't really tell." he replied.

"What do you think is going on in there?" Mokuba asked.

"Dunno." Joey replied, and he gave an irritated sigh. "I hate not knowin' what's happening." He added.

Tristan and Tea both nodded their heads.

All of a sudden there was a screech of tires, and everyone's vision shifted from each other to the road.

"What was that?" Mokuba asked.

No one replied.

A small faded red car came barreling down the road, and had screeched to a stop next to the sidewalk, and parked.

An old man with a black bandana wrapped around his head stepped out of the car, and Mokuba and the others all instantly knew who said person was.

It was Grandpa Muto.

No doubt trying to figure out where his grandson was.

Grandpa shut the door to the car and waved at Yugi's friends.

Tea, Joey and Tristan all waved back, but Mokuba leaned back up against the tree.

"Be careful guys, he might go in there." he stated.

Joey nodded. "Yes. we know." he replied.

Mokuba nodded, and slid down to sit pressed up against the tree.

Grandpa Muto made his way towards the group of friends, worry and concern crossing his face all at once.

"Have you gone in yet?" he asked.

Joey shook his head. "No." he replied.

"Hmph." he replied, and started walking towards the entrance to the house.

Joey and Tristan both grabbed the back of Grandpa's shirt at the same time, stopping him in his tracks.

"What do you boys think your doing? let go." he said.

"No. You can't go in there. It might be a trap." Tristan replied.

Grandpa turned. "And what makes you think so?" he asked curiously.

It was then that Joey knew that Grandpa wouldn't go without a full explanation. This would mean that they would have to tell him about the kidnapping, and how Yami, as the spirit inside the Millennium Item, has taken over Yugi's body and had gone into the building to investigate.

Joey gave an exasperated sigh. "Tristan, let 'em go." he told Tristan while loosening his own grip.

Tristan gave him a knowing and sad look in return, and released him, and in turn Joey steered Grandpa back to the tree where Mokuba and Roland were all waiting.

Tea looked up as Joey and Tristan had turned around.

"Your gonna tell him the whole story aren't you." she guessed.

"No choice Tea." Joey replied.

"Hmm." was her only reply.

"What's this all about?" Grandpa asked as Joey plopped him down on the ground.

"That's what we're gonna tell you." Tristan answered.

Grandpa only watched them as Joey, Tristan and Tea all made themselves comfortable, Tea already had a few tears forming in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.

They all knew that it would be hard telling Grandpa the whole story, specific or not, Tristan and Joey knew that Tea and Grandpa would probably break down into tears in the middle of the story, but that idea didn't bother them.

They knew that what had to be said was going to be said one way or another.

Grandpa and Duke's POV

(little back track)

Grandpa hung up the phone, tears trying to spring from his eyes, but he fought them as best as he could.

"Yugi..." he murmured. "Yugi, where did you disappear to?" he asked to no one in particular.

Grandpa gave a small sigh. I should probably open the shop... I'll close it a little early today so I can go to that house where Yugi's friends are... then maybe we can search for him together, I hope they have at least some clues as to his where abouts. He thought to himself.

He walked over to the front door, and turned the sign from 'Closed' to 'Open'.

"I hope he's ok." he said out loud.

He walked behind his desk and flipped through a worn out book, he was just getting to a good part when a customer walked in the door.

Grandpa glanced up, and smiled, "Hello, Welcome to the Game Shop how- oh..." he said trailing off, he had stopped because he knew this person, it was Duke Devlin, the owner of the game shop next door to him.

"Hey Gramps, just stopped by to say hi." he said.

Grandpa raised his eye brows, "And why would the owner of a game shop that's next door to another game shop stop by to say hi?" he questioned.

Duke shrugged. "Dunno, I took the day off, we haven't been getting many customers lately, so I gave myself a break for today." he replied.

"Hmmph." Grandpa said.

Duke eyed him curiously. "What?" he asked.

Grandpa shook his head. "Nothing." he replied.

Duke didn't move for a few moments, then he walked up to the counter and layed his elbows on it.

"It looks like your having trouble with customers too." he said.

Grandpa narrowed his eyes.

"Whats your point youngster?" he asked, but he just got a shrug in response.

"So... Where's Yugi and everyone?" he asked.

Grandpa visibly flinched at the mention of his grandson's name, and this was when Duke realized that something was wrong.

His interest increased, and he wanted to stay on the subject, but it was clear that Grandpa wasn't in the mood for the discussion however, because he slapped the book he was reading down on the counter, grabbed his car keys, and stormed out of the Game Shop.

Duke just stared wide-eyed after him. He didn't know what to do now that Grandpa had left him all alone in his shop.

Duke sighed and watched as Grandpa climbed into his red beat up truck, with tires screeching on the road, Grandpa had left.

Duke looked around, He knew that he had hit a nerve, but he didn't expect Grandpa to act like this. He sighed again and he flicked the lights off, then, when he got to the door, he flipped the sign from 'Open' back to 'Closed' and he left.

Guah... sorry, Need more time, I actually find myself more and more trying to focus on my homework instead of this, but I cannntttt. Oh well...

Anyway, as I said before, the Contest is still going on, and if you didn't see the example i laid down for you last chapter, i will requote it.

(What do you think Mira will be like? Tricky? kind? evil? What do you think she will do when she is introduced?

Ex. Mira will be tricky, I think Mira could walk in on Yugi and Sora, and pretend she's someone else.)