8-Family

"Yami." A deep voice ordered. Even though this voice was deep, it was majestic and powerful. It showed dominance, yet compassion. So strong, yet, it's tone was so gentle. It's voice was Yami's most beloved sound to hear. "Come." The voice commanded gently. Yami had no choice but to comply. How could he not obey that beautiful voice? There was just no questioning it. Yami then realized, how could he come to his beloved voice if he could not see a thing? It was pitch black. And he was weak when there was no light source. Well, Yami refused not to just give up. He'd just have to feel around. Yami proceeded to put one foot in front of the other and began to walk with his hands raised, trying to feel if there were any walls. He could not feel none, and it was so dark that when he looked down, he couldn't see his feet. Where was he?

"Almost there Yami. Closer." The voice encouraged. Yami began to move a bit more quickly in excitement. He went from speed walking to full sprinting. All he could hear was his panting and his quick foot steps hitting the surface of the floor. Wherever he was running in, it was certainly long. Wasn't there any walls in here? Any at all? "Just focus Yami, you're getting closer." He heard the voice again. Right, no distractions. Keep moving.

It felt like hours until he finally could not run anymore and began to slow to a stop. He panted heavily, having running nonstop. And the voice, it hasn't said a word. Yami then felt sad. Did he miss him? Was he gone? Did he take too long? Did he upset him by being too slow to get to him? Oh...If he was mad at Yami, he'd feel terrible. Suddenly, Yami felt something warm on his cheek. He then saw a small flicker of light in front of him, and it quickly grew brighter into a small flame. But this was not any ordinary flame. It was golden, the very fumes gave off a golden aura that shined beautifully. Suddenly, the light disappeared much to Yami's displeasure. Until the entire room lit up like a switch. The entire room was golden. Golden vases, golden furniture, statues, and sculptures. There were Egyptian writings on the walls, carved into the golden tiles. And Yami could understand them. He looked to his right and saw a large bed with pure white sheets. They were a bit ruffled, as if someone had used it recently. This was someone's room.

"Yami. Come to me." The voice gently commanded again. It was close! Super close. Like it was right...

Yami turned around and widened his eyes.

...Behind him.

Before him, stood a man with beautiful sun-kissed brown tan skin that gleamed magnificently in the light. Golden blonde locks framing the front of his face, black silk spiky hair with each tip of a spike bleeding into red. His eyes were a gorgeous crimson that seemed to give a pretty glow. He held a muscular body, and on that body was a white sleeveless top with a golden lining on the collar. A white shendyt, or kilt, which also had golden thread lining. On his feet, were white flat shoes that also had golden lining. His body was decorated with golden jewelry. He had a golden choker, wrist bands, a necklace with the eye of Horus, and finally, on his head held the crown. A golden crown that had small golden wings on each side, encrusted with rubies and sapphires. And topping it all off, was the eye of Horus once again in the center piece of the crown. He was royalty. A noble. A prince. No...A king.

The man made a pure smile at Yami. His smile was so beautiful to Yami, that it was almost like it was radiating with a joyous aura. "Well? Do not be shy. Come." The man waved his hand towards himself, gesturing for Yami to come to him once again. Yami complied easily and ran to the king, embracing him tightly. Since they were the same height, Yami end up burying his head in the nook of the king's neck. He softly began to sob, oozing his grey ink-like tears onto his royal white clothing, staining them. This did not seem to bother the king however, as he chuckled and pet Yami's head softly. Comforting him like a mother would her child. He raised Yami's head by lifting his chin with his finger gently, and gave a quick peck on his pale lips. Yami felt his cheek turn grey, and blushed.

"I love you, Yami-"

"...?!" Yami made a worried expression as the king's smile fell and his embrace loosen. His hands dropped to his sides, and fell on his knees. He panted, and then coughed, blood spitting out of his mouth. Red began to color his royal top. Yami gasped in horror and knelt down to the king, holding his shoulders and shaking him. His eyes then became empty, of any glow or shine that showed in his once beautiful red eyes. Yami began to panic. He then realized, and slowly looked down. The king's torso, held a huge gash that cut through his chest right where his heart was. He coughed again and fell forwards on Yami, making him stumble a bit. But he did catch him, and he held him close. The grey inky tears falling down once again. Yami sobbed and sobbed as he felt his beloved king's life slowly fade away, dying in his arms.

He felt his hand cup his cheek and rubbed it lightly with his thumb. Yami gazed at his king's face, watching his pained frown...

Turn into a loving smile.

With all his might, using the last of his strength, he reached up to Yami, and kissed him again. Only it was not just a peck, it was a real kiss. Lips locking and intertwining, moaning and groaning in pleasure. Yami was loving each second of it, not caring that his king had the taste of blood on his lips. The kiss was short-lived however as the king broke it and laid in Yami's arms once again. His expression was fearless, not scared of dying. Rather, calm and almost as if he was ready for his life to end. Yami felt his black heart break into billions of pieces as he saw his king shed a small tear, sliding down his face. He knew himself that he would not see Yami again, and this broke them both to the core. Yami almost never saw him cry, so to see him in such a weak vulnerable state, crushed him. The king was still smiling however. Besides that one tear, nothing on his face showed any sadness, fear or sorrow. Only love.

"It was not your fault Yami. It was not your fault."

It was me...

"I love you, Yami."

"Atem..! Please no!"

I did it.

"Do not cry. I hate to see you stain your face like this.."

"Please do not leave me!"

It was my fault. I killed him.

"ATEM!"

They will pay...All of them will die!

"I...love..you.."

KILL THEM!

"..Ya.."

"AH!" Yami snapped his eyes open and panted heavily. Sweat caked on his forehead, slowly dribbling down. Yami slowly reached his hand to his face and felt wet grey ink tears streaming down. Another dream about him. No, a nightmare. Yami has had several dreams and nightmares of his love, and they always ended up with him crying in his sleep. Yami sat up and looked around. It was his bedroom, he was in his house. Thank goodness, he was safe. It was always the same thing. First he and his love would meet up, kiss each other here and there, maybe even make love in some dreams, but then they would always end into nightmares by having his beloved killed, and finally dying in his arms.

Every single damn time. Thankfully, most days he didn't dream about anything, or even go to sleep. And some times those nightmares were once in a while. He didn't really need to sleep anyway, because he did not need to survive by sleeping like humans. Well, he wasn't going to sleep any time soon after that nightmare.

After Yami left Yugi's house, he suddenly felt tired and dragged down with fatigue. He figured taking a quick nap would make him feel better. Boy was he wrong. What confused him mostly is why he was tired in the first place. Was kissing Yugi making him weak because of his pure power? He wasn't sure at all. Trying to push that out of his mind, Yami then swung his feet to the side of the bed and dropped down. He yawned and stretched his arms behind his head. His chest and legs were bare, only having black boxers on. He didn't like to wear a lot of clothing to bed.

He looked to his window and walked over to it, pushing the curtain away to have a look outside. It was raining still, but even worse now. The skies were dark and cloudy, and not much people were on the streets. It must have been early evening, because the sky wasn't pitch black with stars just yet. By Yami's calculations considering the positions of the shadows of the people outside, it was maybe six O' clock. Even thought the skies were dark and there wasn't much like to make shadows, the sun was still shining behind those clouds, making the shadows barely visible.

What to do now? Was Yugi still awake..? He could telepathically speak to him. It's a bit early to retire to bed for the day. Then again, Yugi was tired too, from seeing that kill Yami made a few hours ago. He shouldn't bother him now. Wow, Yami's been sleeping since morning. That just can't do at all. Yami walked over to his closet and grabbed the knobs to it's door and pulled them open. Hm...What to wear?

After a quick change of clothes, Yami quickly left the house.

Yami was in heavy thought as he walked in the rain down the streets on the pavements. He had his light, Yugi, but how was he going to open a gate way to Limbo again? He didn't even remember. When he last opened it, it was millions of years ago. He needed to find someone who knew how to do it. According to Toxin, Venom last opened it up a few decades ago. He would go search for him, but that would be way too much trouble than it was worth. First of all, Venom was insane. Crazy, nuts, screwy all up in the head. And while Yami was stronger, Venom was really close to holding that title by only a few inches. And he hasn't seen him since he banished him to Oblivion, which was also millions of years ago.

He didn't know where Venom was, he didn't know if he was even still alive, and if he was, he did not want to fight him. Yami had an ego, but even he had to admit, Venom was not one to screw around with without caution. And if off guard, he could kill Yami very easily.

So no way, Venom was definitely out of the question. But who could he turn to? There were no other shadow walkers on earth besides himself, Toxin and Venom. That's all there was, just those three. But then, Yami thought about what he killed earlier today. That thing, was a shadow walker, but a weak one. All weak ones acted as if they had no brains. But it appeared out of no where. As if someone spawned it there purposely. It seemed like it was after Yugi. That thing would never have the smarts to appear where Yugi was, simply because it wouldn't know where he was. Unless someone some how informed it...Was someone after them? If that was a weak shadow walker coming after Yugi, and it seemed to know where he was at the time when it spawned at their exact location...Perhaps someone made it?

Anyone who studied enough of forbidden ancient black magic, could make up their own artificial shadow walker. It would not be perfect, and it would probably be weak, which explains that thing Yami killed. Someone must have made one and sent it after Yugi. But why? And who, for what intentions? He knew Toxin wasn't capable of making shadow walkers, considering that he was an artificial one himself. His creator was really good at black magic, which was why Toxin wasn't weak like normal ones. And it couldn't have been Venom, because when Yami banished him to Oblivion, he took his ability to make shadow walkers away. Whether he escaped or not, he still wouldn't be able to use it. Venom was half shadow and half human. He made himself half of a shadow by using black magic, he no longer could now. So it couldn't be him.

Damn it this was frustrating! Yami didn't know what to do. He had to think of something! He had to get his love...his friend, back.

Making a stressed sigh, and realizing that he was wandering no where, Yami decided he would get his mood off of things by having a quick kill. Ah but where to? He needed a big building that held a lot of people. Like that mental asylum. Hmm, maybe a business company? Yes, that would do nicely. But which one? Ah wait, Yami remembered one. There was a gaming company building in the middle of the city. That would be perfect!

And not a second later, Yami was flying through the city in the skies. He didn't know where the building was exactly, but all he really had to do was look for the tallest and biggest building in the city. And that wasn't a problem since he was in the air, being able to get a better view of the city from above.

"Aha.." Finally found it after a good fifteen minutes. He quickly landed in an alleyway across the street from the building so no one would see him. And yeah, that building was humongous. A skyscraper. Whoever owned it was a happy, wealthy man. A lot of people seemed to be crowding the front of it, meaning this was a popular place. Public, meaning he would get a lot of unwanted attention if he attempted anything. The police would come after him, the human authorities. He'd be wanted, a nuisance on his shoulders constantly. Not only that, but he would be a danger to Yugi, not being able to see him because of the cops trying to look for him. Maybe this wasn't worth it.

He had to make this discreet, but how? Yami then smirked. He could do that! He would have to use a large amount of power however, and he hasn't used a lot of power in a good long while. But, this was worth it, and it could be done.

Yami walked from the alleyway and made his way in the middle of the street. Cars stopping immediately in fear of crashing, honking their horns in anger at Yami. Though, he didn't give a damn. He raised his hands up in the air, palms open and fingers outstretched. People gave Yami odd looks while the drivers in the street constantly yelled at him, telling him to get out of the way. People began to whisper, or even telling Yami to get out of the road. Yami ignored these distractions and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, emitting from his hands was a dark purple aura, making people behind him gasp or look in awe. The aura then expanded into a small dark purple ball, about the size of a bowling ball, held by the palms of his hands. He heard the humans make more noise in amazement. Soon, the ball then expanded even larger, becoming taller than ten feet. Then, bigger, and bigger and bigger, until it was about as tall as the gaming company. It surrounded the entire area, the sky no longer grey, but purple and black.

Yami put his hands down to his sides, satisfied with his work. The humans were now trapped in his little world. No one could get in or out, and on the outside, no one could see a thing. No one could see outside on the inside of Yami's little realm either. To the outside, it would be as if nothing was there. Yami was about to step across the street to his destination when a heavy hand roughly gripped his shoulder. Yami whipped his head around at who dared to touch him. Just an angry male driver, outraged at what Yami had done.

"Hey! You freak! What the hell is this-"

Yami wasted no time in shutting him up. He reached up and seized his throat, lifting the man up above the ground off his feet. Yami smirked as he saw the fear in his eyes. He squeezed his fingers together on his neck as hard as he could, hearing the man choke and squirm. The people screamed, yelling to stop or let go. Yami paid them no mind as he heard a crunch, and dropped the now dead man on to the ground. Yami then looked at the crowd of people, who looked terrified. As they should, he thought. He whipped his hand lazily at them, black aura following his fingers as it flowed through the air. Knocking everyone out unconscious one by one. Just like at the party.

Yami turned back to the building and made his way to the doors. He easily pushed them open, walking in without a care. It was really busy in here. There were people constantly running around with either papers in their hands, or suit cases. Everyone wore a suit or something professional. And everything was spotless, completely clean. It even smelled sanitary in here. And it looked high class, not boring as he thought it would. A chandelier was in the middle of the room hanging from the ceiling. It looked like silver metal, with pretty crystal light bulbs. There were desks everywhere he turned with someone working on a computer, typing inhumanly fast. Yami was impressed at the humans' efforts. They were working very hard in here.

Yami walked past the workers who were rapidly running back and forth with ease. He was walking straight ahead to a large desk with dark oak. There was once computer chair with a phone next to it's computer monitor with only one person, a female with glasses and a pink blazer typing on it with great speed. That must have been the receptionist. He walked over to the desk and gave a smile.

"Excuse me?"

The woman looked up from the computer and gave a polite smile back. Yami could tell it was actually genuine.

"Hello sir! Is there anything you need?" She asked nicely. Holy crap, he could barely understand what she said! She was talking so damn fast. Yami had to try to process what she said in his head before trying to respond back.

"Err..." Yami blinked and shook his head. "Yes. I have an appointment with..." Damn who was the boss's name? Yami looked at the brand of her computer monditor. It read, 'KC Kaiba Corp'. "Mr. Kaiba. A personal one." Yami lied. It wasn't as smooth as he wanted, but it was good enough. The receptionist nodded and looked back at her computer.

"Ah! You are quite lucky. Mr. Kaiba usually doesn't...Hm?" She made a puzzled expression. Yami made and evil smirk.

"Is there a problem?" He asked sweetly. The receptionist just looked back up at him and shrugged with furrowed eyebrows.

"I'm sorry sir, but you're not scheduled for an appointment with Mr. Kaiba." She gave a sad smile. "Sorry. Would you like me to-"

Yami's hand was on her face, his fingers grabbing between her eyes and cheeks. His thumb cracked her left glasses lens, then pushed in to crush it completely. His hand gave a black aura, surrounding her entire head. Thankfully, no one noticed because every one was way too busy. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, glasses falling off to the floor, and finally falling unconscious with her head falling flat on the desk. Her mouth was open, drool dripping down her chin. Yami dusted his hands off on his chest and proceeded past the desk to the elevator. It was just across from it. He walked to the elevator and pushed the arrow button that pointed upwards. No doubt the boss was on the top floor.

After a few minutes of waiting, the elevator opened up, revealing four people ready to get off. As they walked out and Yami walked in, he saw five more people rush in, cramping him. Yami bit his lip in anger. This was not comfortable at all, especially not the fat man next to him breathing down his neck. He wasn't even able to push where he wanted to go! Though being cramped, Yami did see someone push the very top button, which must have been the top floor. The elevator closed, and began to move. As they went up, Yami felt someone elbow him in the stomach. He groaned and looked up to see a taller man, with a stuck up expression, holding a suit case, lift his arm down. That bastard didn't even apologize! Yami made a frustrated sigh and looked at the floor.

Yami shifted his foot to his right, but then accidentally stepped on something.

"Ow! You stepped on my new shoes!" Oh great, it was that tall bastard again. Yami rolled his eyes and looked at the wall. The man pushed closer against Yami, making his temper rise even more. "You will pay for this you brat!" The man yelled as spit flew right on Yami's cheek. Yami's eyes shrunk, and his left eye twitched slightly.

Saliva.

Human saliva.

Filthy monkey human trash, saliva.

Right on his face.

Yami whistled as he stepped off the elevator onto the carpet, with blood covering his jacket and face. He looked back slightly at the elevator again, seeing the mess he made. The elevator door was dented, trying to close back but not succeeding. Malfunctioning as sparks of electricity spewed on the floor. Beyond that, was blood pooling from the elevator floor, past the doors and on the carpet Yami was now standing on. Three bloody bodies littered the room, with blood splattered all over the walls. And that stuck up guy who spit on his face? There were only three bloody bodies, there were four people in there.

Let's say he made a very delicious snack.

Yami licked his lips and began walking down the hall once again.

The hall was pretty long, almost like a corridor. But he reached the end no time flat, coming across a big set of doors. Two large white doors with a 'KC' scriptive design in what looked like, gold. A gold retangular plate was held above the doors. It read, 'SETO KAIBA' in black bold letters. Yup, this was the boss's office. He looked to the side, and saw two lights on the side of the doors. One red, one green. The green light didn't seem lit up, but the red one was. A speaker was on the other side of the doors. This must have been the kind of doors where you had to be buzzed in. Yami shrugged, and gave a polite small knock. He heard a buzzing sound and looked up.

"State your business." A voice ordered. The voice wasn't deep like Yami's, but it was a bit rough and it had a cold tone.

Yami respected that. He smirked and cleared his throat. "A package for you, Mr. Kaiba." Yami made sure to make the most polite tone possible. Yami couldn't wait to chop this guy's head off. First the boss, then everyone else. Wait. Yami blinked and thought about this for a minute. This was a building filled with many workers and not only that, but a lot of technology. Meaning, there were cameras. Everywhere. There probably some in that elevator. Yami already knew this before he went in, but the thing that bothered him the most, was the fact that there was no sign of an alarm. No siren, no announcements of evacuation, nothing. It was as if, this guy was ready for him. Was this a trap?

"You may bring it in."

Yami narrowed his eyes at the door as he heard another buzzing sound and the green light light up as the red light dimmed down. Okay, so maybe he was ready for him. But who cares? Yami could take on a simple human no problem. Instead of pushing the door open like a normal person, Yami instead busted them both with one kick, making it's hindges fly off somewhere and the doors fall backwards. He walked in casually, stepping over the knocked down doors into the office.

It was big. A big pure white office, with marble floors, white walls with a few paintings on them, and only two windows. It was pretty empty in here, and very clean like everything else was. There were two large book cases in the back of the room, where the desk was. The desk was also white, with a black computer chair occupying it's space. In front of the desk sat two white sofas. A black computer monditor sat in the middle of the desk with a few books laying next to it by a phone. Yami walked forward towards the desk once and took a look at what he was dealing with. Behind the desk, who sat in the chair, was a tall young man with dark brown short hair that went to down to his neck. His bangs covered most of his forehead and his face. His face, had sleek yet young features, and it seemed smooth with pale skin. Underneath those dark brown bangs, were ocean deep blue eyes. He wore a white sleeveless coat, with shoulder pads and a raised studded collar, with black sleeves from his shirt coming out from under it. He had extra belts in pairs strapped around his upper arms.

This was the boss? This 'boss' looked like he just turned eighteen. Yami guessed he was older than he looked. Then again, he looked like someone to Yami. but he couldn't put his finger on it. He seemed way too familiar. But Yami didn't know this man from anywhere. Yami shook his head slightly and continued to stare at him.

He had his legs crossed and his hands folded on the desk. He was staring at Yami with an intimidating gaze, as if daring him to do something. Yami mentally smirked but kept a straight face. So, he wanted to play that game? Yami closed his eyes, then opened them back up again quickly. Revealing his glowing red eyes. There was no doubt 'Kaiba' would shiver at that. He would quake in fear from Yami's eyes and whimper like an infant.

But...No. Instead, he kept staring, no, glaring at Yami. Showing absolutely no fear. Yami even sensed it, this man had no fear! All he sensed was a booming ego, roaring with confidence and pride. Yami narrowed his eyes and frowned.

"What? Not used to people not giving a damn of what you are?"

Yami blinked in shock after hearing what Kaiba said. How dare he talk down to him!?

"Because I can." He spoke again. What the hell? Was he reading his mind? Kaiba shrugged. "Yes, I think I am." He replied back in a boring tone. Yami stepped back once slowly. Okay, some how this thing could read minds. It's obviusly not human. Yami reached deep within his mental state, and shut down any open links, cutting off Kaiba's reading. Kaiba quietly moaned in pain, holding his head with his hand. Disturbed by the sudden cut off. "Okay, you cut me off. It doesn't matter. I know what you are." Kaiba slowly stood out of his chair and walked around his desk to the front, now standing across from Yami. He realized, this guy was pretty tall. A few good inches taller than Yami.

Yami said nothing as he watched Kaiba eye him.

"And yeah, you're right. I'm not human. Just like you." He admitted. Yami could not believe what he was hearing. What the hell was he? Kaiba sighed and shook his head. "I remember you and he used to get into trouble all the time when he was just a kid, and you were just a small weak shadow." Kaiba walked closer to Yami, making him back away even more. "I see that you're still violent and unstable. Just like back in Egypt." He heard Kaiba mumbled as if he was talking to himself.

Who the hell was this guy?! Why was he acting like he knew Yami? He didn't know him! And who was he talking about? And what does he know about Egypt? Then again, why did he look so familiar..? His voice, his face, everything seemed so..Yami held his head with both hands, having a headache turn into a migraine. "W-What do you know? You know nothing about me!" Yami clenched his eyes shut as he felt his head pound even more. It was like fifty jack hammers slamming down on his brain at once. He backed away all the way up until he hit the wall. Damn why did it hurt so much? Yami slid down the wall and sat on the floor, still holding his head between his legs.

Kaiba walked towards him, and stood over him as if he was judging him. "I can't believe you don't remember." Kaiba sighed. "What an idiot...Think back. Back to when my cousin was still living on this Earth."

Yami almost chocked on his own saliva.

"C-Cousin..!?" Yami whimpered as his headache got even worse. How!? Why!? How is this guy making him break down like this!? What was happening?! "Ah!" Yami's eyes snapped open, and all he saw was white.

Flashbacks.

Flashbacks of him, and Yami together. Images of his face flashed in his mind. Memories flashed quickly. Memories of them laughing together, smiling, making love.

Everything.

And then, more images of other people flashed. Flashes of a young girl with spiky brown hair, images of a young man with straight long brown hair next to her. Both with tan brown skin.

And then, there was an image of another young man. Short brown hair, ocean deep blue eyes, sleek young features. With tan brown skin.

Suddenly, images of this young man and his beloved were shown. Them arguing, yelling each other, even fighting. But then, he saw flashes of them smiling, laughing with each other, even hugging. Then he saw himself and this young man together. He was patting his head like he was a child, making a small smile while Yami just made a pout. He remembered him.

Cousin...This was his beloved's cousin. This was...

Yami opened his eyes slowly, the bright white in his vision slowly dying down. Once it died down, he was able to see. And what he saw in front of him, was Kaiba kneeling in front of him, looking at him with cold eyes. But even Yami could tell those cold eyes showed compassion and worry. Yami's lip trembled as he finally realized who he was talking to.

"S-Seth!?" Yami whispered in disbelief. After all these years, he thought everyone was dead. Kaiba shook his head and held out his hand. Yami looked at it, but took it. Kaiba pulled Yami up to his feet and waved his hand over to the two white sofas in front of his desk. Gesturing him to take a seat. Yami looked up at him, gaping in shock. His eyes were wide with not only shock but confusion. How was he able to survive? He thought that everyone was killed by...

"Quit looking at me like I shot twenty people. Sit down." He said roughly. Yami blinked and shook his head. He walked over to a white sofa and slowly sat down. Yami looked down at himself, and saw the blood had disappeared. Kaiba sat in his chair and folded his hands. Yami then looked upwards at Kaiba, his expression still a bit shocked. Kaiba blew some of his bangs out of his face. "Now, I know who you think I may be. And you're half right."

"What?" Yami asked in confusion. "I thought.."

"Let me finish." Kaiba rudely interrupted. "I'm not Seth. He's my ancestor. That's why we look alike." He explained. "However, because of what he was in the past, his abilities passed onto me."

Yami was still a bit puzzled at first, so he tried searching through his mind what Kaiba meant by that. He remembered, his beloved had powers like he himself had. Since he and Seth were cousins, it passed down by blood. Only Seth's powers weren't as strong. Seth had the ability to read minds, he thought no evil. And if this was his ancestor, that means Kaiba held the same abilities. "So, you're not him." Yami made a disappointed frown. Kaiba nodded.

"Yeah. I'm not him at all. But I do know who you are. I just didn't think you were still alive."

"But how?" Yami asked. "How do you even recognize me?"

"Because I had visions." Kaiba made a stressed groan. "I have to admit, I didn't know what the hell I was looking at the first time it happened. I thought I was going crazy at first. Until it kept happening over and over. I'm not one to believe fairy tale shit like this." Yami flinched at Kaiba's use of words. "I thought I was insane, that all this shadow magic crap was all in my head..." Kaiba looked at Yami dead in the eyes, filled with regret and anger. "Until I actually saw it. Seven months ago, I had a vision that my little brother would get stabbed through the chest in his heart by something dark with a black aura." Kaiba chuckled, covering his face with his hand. "Once again, I thought I was just nuts. Until it actually happened." His voice went into a cold dead silence after that sentence. It wasn't hard for Yami to realize that his brother was murdered by a shadow walker.

"Who was it?" He boldly asked.

"I don't fucking know..." Kaiba sighed. "Some albino asshole with white hair, red bright eyes. Almost like yours. I knew what he was once I saw him stab through Mokuba." Kaiba put his hand on the desk from his face. "You know him?" He asked. Yami nodded slowly.

"I know exactly who you are talking about." Yami made a small smirk. "I do not suppose you want revenge?"

Kaiba kept staring at Yami with a straight face. "Yeah, I think I do." Kaiba stood up from his desk and put his hands on the desk, leaning over and looking down on Yami. "How about an exchange?" His tone was challenging, dominant. Yami liked that. He smiled at Kaiba and crossed his legs.

"Really? What kind?" Yami retorted.

Kaiba leaned forward, his face even closer to Yami's. His expression was so serious, eyes so cold and wrathful. Yami began to no longer like it, but love it. His smile became an evil smirk, as Kaiba's lips were still a flat line.

"You tell me where and how I can find him and kill him, and in return..." Kaiba quickly licked his lips, preparing what he was going to say. "I won't call the cops on you for killing my workers, and as a bonus, I tell you how to get Atem back."

END

Let's see if any of you can guess who Venom is.