A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews. I love hearing from you guys! I almost hate to present you with a set-up chapter, but it had to be done. I did manage to slip a very small tendershipping scene there in the middle… so I guess it's not a complete loss. The contest still stands... will this be the chapter that does it? We'll have to see. Enjoy!

When the ship docked at Illusion Island, in spite of the fact that everyone was anxious to get off, there was no rush. In fact, it was a good twenty minutes before anyone walked down the gangplank. Ryou, Malik and Isis all had to be helped off; Bakura was literally carrying his hikari, who was slung over Bakura's shoulder like a sack. It was an uncomfortable position, but Ryou couldn't find it in himself to care. Mokuba and Shizuka were walking on either side of Isis, helping to keep the woman steady on her feet, while a worried Anzu trailed two steps behind. Otogi, Honda, and Jou followed along with Mariku and Malik, who nearly fell to his knees and kissed the ground, he was so relieved to be off the boat. Seto was last to disembark, and that was because he had been searching for Croquet, who had mysteriously disappeared at some point during the last few hours of their journey. Not a sign of the man could be found on the boat and even in his absence, the workers refused to speak.

Logically, the only way for Croquet to have escaped would have been to jump overboard. It sounded far-fetched, but Seto wouldn't have put anything past Pegasus. He fumed silently, fingers unconsciously clenching around the straps of his bag, as he strode down the gangplank to join the others. He'd missed his chance to question Croquet, and now they were moving blindly forward into was likely a trap - literally. The second Seto's feet had hit the sand the plank was drawn back onto the boat, which began to turn. Jou came up behind him as they watched it scoot away from the dock at full speed.

"Does that make you feel as doomed as it does me?" Jou asked finally, feeling even more disheartened when he realized that the sailors on board were actually cheering.

Seto just sighed and reached out to wrap his free arm around Jou's shoulders. He drew his pup closer without saying a word and rested his cheek on the soft, golden blond hair, wishing more than anything that Jou, Shizuka, and Mokuba were back at the Kaiba mansion where they would be safe behind wards. If the three of them were wounded during this... expedition... he didn't know what he would do.

"Stop thinking about it," said Jou, pressing a kiss to Seto's cheek before he buried his face into his taller lover's collarbone. "I mean it, Seto. We're all here and we can't do anything about it now. There's no way for us to get back now that the boat is gone. Even if you called your helicopter, it would take hours to get here, and by that time, god knows what Pegasus could do. It's better if we keep going."

"I know," said Seto sourly, feeling so out of his element that he couldn't stand it. For the sake of the others, he was doing his best to remain as outwardly calm as possible, but it wasn't easy. If all of them lost it before they even got to the castle, they'd never have a chance at rescuing Yuugi or Yami. As tempting as it was to draw a set of wards, stake out the dock, and call one of his helicopters or boats to come pick them up, he resisted the urge.

"Come on," said Jou quietly, having a good idea of what exactly was going through his lover's mind. "Let's go."

Reluctantly, the two of them turned away from the tantalizing sight of the sea and looked beyond their small group of friends towards the forest. There was no discernible path to the castle that rose up above the middle of the forest. Seto frowned, realizing that once they entered said forest, there would be no way for them to tell if they were going in the right direction. Even from a distance, he could tell that the trees grew so close together that the sunlight would have a hard time getting through. Good thing he'd had the foresight to pack a few flashlights, but if they could avoid the forest altogether... Thoughtfully, he fingered the deck of cards in his pocket. It's not as though they could launch a sneak attack anyway, not when Pegasus had to know that they had arrived.

Mokuba must have spotted the action, because he glanced up at his brother and shook his head. "Save your energy," he said, silencing the others as they turned to listen. "You'd never get close enough to try. Pegasus has laid barriers, wards and trap cards all around Illusion Castle. Even the Blue Eyes wouldn't be able to get more than half a mile in before she was trapped."

"You know this from personal experience?" said Malik. He was kneeling on the ground beside Bakura and Ryou, but unlike his white-haired companion, the fact that he was on solid ground seemed to have gone a long way towards dispelling what ailed him. Already his cheeks had gained back a noticeably rosy flush that had been missing during the journey.

"We do," Shizuka said quietly, folding her arms across her stomach. "Back when this all was just starting, Pegasus thought that Seto-onii-san and Nii-chan might have a Millennium Item, so he kidnapped Mokuba and me to make them give it up. Mokuba and I tried to escape a lot." She fell quiet and licked her lips, allowing them to make their own conclusions and not deigning to mention exactly what had happened as a result of every one of their failed escape attempts. It would only cause unnecessary panic. Mokuba seemed to be thinking the same thing, because he nodded at her.

"Since we were guardians at the time, we were occasionally able to summon our partners to help us," he added to clarify. "It never worked and I imagine Pegasus has only gotten stronger since then. We're better off making our way through the forest on foot and saving our energy for… for whatever might happen at the castle."

Otogi was nodding thoughtfully. "Now that you mention it," he commented, "Even when Pegasus's helicopter brought me here for our meetings, there was no landing pad at the castle. I'm almost positive that we landed on the other side of the island, and then a car picked us up and drove us all the rest of the way. It's the only way in."

"Great," Seto muttered, visions of ambushes dancing through his mind. Now that the Millennium Items were in reach, there was no telling what Pegasus would do to get his hands on them. Quickly, he double-checked the shields he had placed around his bag to protect the puzzle, making sure that they were still intact. If nothing else, they might give Pegasus some difficulty if he got his hands on the bag and tried to open it. Anyone who did without knowing the correct passwords would get a nasty surprise.

Mariku thrust his hands into his pockets. "So what, we're walking?" he asked, not sounding particularly thrilled about that fact. Seto didn't blame him. Neither Isis nor Ryou were in any condition for a trek through the forest, and who knew how long it would take them to make it to the castle? Knowing Pegasus, it could take anywhere from several hours to days.

"Unless we can steal a car, yes," said Mokuba. His younger brother hadn't meant it as anything more than a casual comment, but the second he saw the look on Bakura's face, Seto groaned inwardly.

"Bakura - " he began.

"Save it, Priest," said the white-haired boy, setting Ryou down on the ground with an uncustomary gentleness. The hikari slumped back with a hand over his sunglasses, his face pale. Malik reached out and wound an arm around his shoulders, giving him something solid to lean against.

"We don't have time for your games," Seto said, wishing that Yami would miraculously appear. Aside from Ryou, his cousin was the only person who had ever been able to control Bakura even a little. Sometimes the dangerous boy would actually deign to listen to the pharaoh when he would ignore everyone else. "And anyway, you shouldn't be leaving Ryou alone in his condition."

Bakura glanced at his other half briefly before looking at Seto. Something flickered briefly in the reddish brown eyes, but the emotion vanished before Seto could identify it. "He's not alone," Bakura stated, and the implication behind those three words was more than clear. If Bakura returned to find that Ryou had been left alone, someone was going to die. Probably slowly and painfully. Jou winced and took a less than subtle step backwards, dragging Shizuka with him. Anzu, who had been kneeling next to Isis, twitched uneasily.

"There's a building over there," Shizuka said helpfully from behind her brother, pointing to the right. Just barely visible in the distance was, indeed, a grey building of some sort.

"Let's go, then," said Mariku with a smirk, successfully distracting Bakura. He looked at Malik for a moment before he turned, heading with a long stride towards the end of the dock. Bakura followed, and after a long pause, so did Honda and Otogi with notable reluctance. Seto gazed after them, torn between going with them in an effort to keep Bakura and Mariku from doing too much damage and remaining with the others to protect them. Finally, he decided to stay with the rest of the group if only because he hoped that the two psychos did a number on anything that Pegasus owned. The bastard deserved it.

"Are you feeling better, Isis-san?" Anzu asked, a little more relaxed now that Bakura was gone. She studied the older woman's face with obvious concern. "You look pale."

"I'm fine," Isis answered with a wan smile, clearly aware that Malik was staring at her with concern in his violet eyes. "My visions sometimes take more of a toll on my body than I'm ready for, and I was not expecting to receive one so soon after my last one. Usually, they're several days apart."

Anzu nodded and said nothing more. An awkward silence descended upon the group, and no one seemed to know how to break it. Seto shifted and glanced over the others with a critical eye, wondering how they were holding up. Shizuka and Mokuba had sat down back-to-back at the edge of the group, with Shizuka facing the forest and Mokuba facing the docks. Jou was still standing beside Seto with his eyes trained on the spot where Bakura, Mariku. Honda and Otogi had disappeared. Malik was completely preoccupied with Ryou, and Anzu was fussing over Isis as best she could when the priestess didn't want anyone paying attention to her. The scene was, for the most part, normal - too normal. He felt ill at ease, like there was something he was missing. Uncomfortably, he unzipped his bag and slipped his hand into it. His fingers brushed against the box that contained the pieces of the puzzle and he felt himself relax slightly. For all of two seconds.

The distant sound of explosions made everyone tense as several disbelieving expressions swung in the direction of fire and smoke that was rising from the building only just visible from their vantage point. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Mokuba breathed, his mouth falling open when he saw a glint of gold rising from out of the smoke. Seto didn't even bother to scold him for his language. He just watched in stunned silence as two smalls dots appeared on the road, heading fast in their direction. Within minutes, as the fire behind them raged higher and even more violently than before, Bakura and Mariku became visible behind the wheels of two cars, both of them laughing wildly. Above them, Otogi and Honda approached on a small winged creature. Otogi in particular didn't look very impressed as the two of them landed, as the end of his ponytail had been singed by the flames as they made their escape.

"Never again," he vowed, emerald eyes blazing as he inspected the damage. "Never again!"

"Oh my god," Ryou muttered to himself, pulling his sunglasses down a little. He winced as the light stung his sensitive eyes, but it was worth it for the unobstructed view of the damage and his speeding yami. "I'm bonded to a psychopath."

"At least you're not alone," said Malik uncertainly, not really sure whether or not that was a good thing. With a wince, he got to his feet and pulled Ryou up beside him, steadying his swaying friend with a hand to his arm. "If Pegasus didn't know that we were here before, he definitely knows we're here now."

"And somehow, I think our chances of getting off this island alive just dropped significantly," Jou mumbled as Mariku screeched to a stop right in front of them. The yami looked more exhilarated than he had in weeks.

"Hop in," he said with a smirk, jerking his hand towards the back seat as Bakura's car coasted up beside him.

"With you two at the wheel? Not likely," said Seto, stopping his brother from getting in. He levelled a glare at Mariku and Bakura. "Get in the backseat, both of you. I'm driving."

"Who died and put you in charge?" Mariku retorted without thinking. His expression froze as soon as he registered what he'd said. Seto was pretty sure he stopped breathing, and in the other car, Bakura went very still, the amusement draining from his face. Slowly, without saying a word, Seto walked over to the car and held out his hand. Not a single protest was voiced as Mariku pulled the keys out of the ignition and dropped them into the brunette's hand before he got out of the car and slipped into the backseat.

"I'll drive the other one," volunteered Honda, breaking the heavy silence that Mariku's comment had caused. Seto gave him a hard stare before he handed the keys over. He would have preferred to have Isis at the wheel, but the woman hadn't looked well enough to drive. He turned, intending to ask whether she felt up to it, and stopped, blinking at the space where Anzu and Isis had been. It was empty, and there was no sign of the two girls anywhere else. Gradually, the others, realizing that he wasn't talking or moving, turned to look as well. Realization dawned harsh and fast.

"Where did they go?" Shizuka asked, bewildered. She walked over to where the two of them had been sitting and looked around, her eyes sweeping over the nearest trees and bushes. The forest didn't start for another good ten feet, far enough that someone would have had difficulty attacking Isis and Anzu and then making it back inside without being seen. "They were just here."

"Nee-san?" Sounding frightened, Malik let go of Ryou and hurried towards the forest. Otogi waved a hand at Mariku, who had started to get out of the car, and ran after him as the hikari charged frantically into the brush. He couldn't believe that his sister would wander off when the threat of their father was hanging over their heads, but what other answer was there? How could someone have gotten close enough to kidnap her and Anzu so quickly, and without notice? It was impossible. "Nee-san!" he called out again, cupping his hands around his mouth. "Nee-san! Where are you?"

"Anzu!" Otogi shouted at the same time, squinting in the brilliant early morning light. He could tell at a glance that they weren't around; Anzu's pink sweater would have been easy to see through the trees if she had been close. As Malik continued to shout uselessly, he knelt, peering closely at the ground in hopes of seeing footprints. But the ground was so dry that he merely sighed in frustration. "I don't see any sign of them," he called back to the others.

Seto's head was starting to hurt. They'd been on the island for less than half an hour and things were already starting to fall apart. "Alright, everyone in the cars," he barked.

"What?" Malik stared at the brunette with wide eyes as Otogi gently but firmly steered him back to the safety of the others. "I'm not leaving my sister out here! Ra knows what my..." He stopped suddenly, his voice trailing off, as Ryou glanced up at him.

"I'm sorry, Malik, but it's too dangerous for us to stay out here. We need to get moving before someone comes to check out the fire. Isis can take care of herself, and so can Anzu," Seto replied. When Malik still refused to move, he glanced at the car and beckoned. Mariku slid out, marched over to his hikari, and scooped the younger boy up. Malik yelped and began to thrash immediately, demanding that he be put down, but Mariku paid him no mind as he carried his lighter half back to the car. Ryou stood up, swaying slightly, and wandered over to the car that Bakura was standing beside. The two of them got in the backseat, followed by Shizuka. Jou hesitated, watching his sister for a moment, before glancing at Seto. They exchanged meaningful looks before Jou followed his sister. Otogi got into the passenger seat of the car, while Honda got in the driver's seat.

That left Seto in the front seat of the car with Mokuba beside him and Mariku and a very annoyed Malik in the back, along with their luggage. He, however, chose to set his bag down at Mokuba's feet before he got behind the wheel and started the car, still feeling uneasy about leaving Isis and Anzu behind. But what choice did they have? They had no proof that the two women hadn't left of their own free will, and there was no telling how long it would take to track them down. Isis could be odd like that sometimes, especially when it came to visions from her Millennium Tawk. And if they remained out in the open, they were sitting ducks for anything that Pegasus might want to throw at them. They had no choice, but that didn't mean he had to feel good about it.

In the backseat, Malik finally stopped fighting and hunched his shoulders, looking like a small child as he asked, "You do think she'll be okay, right?"

"Yes," Mariku said, his dark eyes meeting Seto's in the rear view mirror. Both of them were thinking the same thing. I sure hope so.

GMA

In the back of the second car, Ryou leaned silently against Bakura's chest and sighed softly as he gazed out the window. He could tell that his yami's body was tense, and no wonder. Somehow, the two of them had ended up in the more crowded car. Otogi and Honda were in the front seat, which left them with lots of space, but Shizuka and Jou were in the back as well, and it was so cramped that Ryou actually had to curl up on Bakura's lap. It had been mortifying at first, but Bakura had acted as stoic as always, and the others apparently just didn't care. Ryou wondered if they would even bother to react if he grabbed Bakura and kissed him. Not that he would. Because those thoughts were totally not running through his mind.

He grimaced slightly as the car drove up over a bump. Okay, maybe those thoughts would be in his mind if it weren't for the fact that his head still felt like someone was banging on the inside. The worst of his migraine had passed, but sometimes the aftermath was almost more annoying and difficult to deal with, as it left him with extremely sensitive eyes, dizziness if he stood up or moved too fast, and nausea. Right now, he was stuck firmly in the 'move and the world spins like crazy' mode. If he could have helping to fight Pegasus by lying down on the ground and not moving, he would have gladly done so, but as it was, he just wished that Honda would stop hitting every bump in the damn road.

"Stop squirming," Bakura hissed in his ear.

"Sorry," he muttered, slightly embarrassed and feeling worse by the second. His throat had a peculiarly tight feeling that made it difficult to swallow. Knowing what was inevitably going to happen, he fervently wished that he were anywhere but on Bakura's lap. The yami must have realized what was coming because he gave a low growl and leaned forward.

"Stop the car!"

"We can't," Honda answered, not daring to take his eyes off of what passed for a road for even a second. Perhaps the road that Otogi had been on before had been an actual paved road, but the one that they had found was more of a dirt path that wasn't necessarily wide enough for a car. Sometimes he was forced to slow down to a crawl as he tried to manoeuvre the car into a space that a car wasn't meant to fit through. He didn't envy Seto being the one in front.

"You will unless you want to be thrown up on," Bakura said grimly, holding Ryou at an angle to his body so that if the hikari lost the battle to vomit, it would go in the front seat. Noticing this, Otogi gave a squeak and punched his lover in the shoulder. Honda rolled his eyes and leaned on the horn as he slowed the car to a stop. Bakura threw the door open and got out, taking Ryou with him. They were just in time. Ryou bent double and threw up what little he had eaten that morning almost instantly.

"Eww," Otogi muttered, placing a tanned elbow on the window. "Are you okay, Ryou?"

"'M fine," the younger boy rasped, drawing the back of his hand across his mouth. Someone pressed a water bottle into his hands and he drank gratefully, spitting most of the water out to get rid of the vile taste before he drank again. He looked up to see Shizuka hovering over him wearing a sympathetic smile.

"Fuck!" Honda exclaimed suddenly. Ryou dropped the bottle and only Bakura's quick reflexes saved it from hitting the dirt. "Seto must not have heard me. They didn't stop."

"I'll call him." Jou fumbled in his pocket for his cell phone, hoping that the sharp little dart of panic that had gone through him at the thought of being separated from his lover wasn't visible on his face. He pressed the number 1 on the dial pad and waited for it to go through, but nothing happened. His amber eyes widened in dismay and he swore softly when he noticed the flashing warning at the top of the screen. "No cell reception."

"What?" the others shouted together. There was a mad scramble as everyone pulled out their own cell phones. One by one, each realized that their phones had the same problem.

"Get back in the car!" Bakura shouted, picking Ryou up. He winced slightly as his shoulder throbbed, but ignored the pain in favour of pushing Shizuka forward. "We've got to catch up to the others."

Honda slammed the accelerator down as soon as Jou confirmed that they were all safely inside. The car leapt forward and nearly lost the side-view mirror on Otogi's side to a thick tree trunk. He jerked the wheel to the left just in time and kept following the path as fast as he dared, hoping that they would catch up to Seto in due time. Five minutes passed, and then ten. No one dared to speak. Their eyes were staring hard through the windshield, straining for any sign of the other car. But after fifteen long minutes, Honda slowed the car to a dead stop and sat staring blankly forward, his hands loosely clutching the wheel.

"What are you doing?" Jou demanded frantically. "Keep goin', man!"

"It's no use," said Honda dully.

"What do you mean?" Shizuka forestalled her brother's explosion with a raised hand and a warning look. As he fell silent, she leaned forward, her hair falling over her shoulders. "Honda-san?"

"We're not following Seto's path anymore," he replied, sounding stunned. "I just realized that this road hasn't been driven on in ages. Look at how the bushes are unbroken. They've grown right over the dirt. There's no way Seto has gone through here."

Ryou sat up from where he'd been miserably huddled against Bakura's shoulder and followed Honda's finger. Sure enough, the path before them looked undisturbed. There weren't even any car tracks in the dirt. Honda was right; Seto and the others hadn't come this way. "Did they turn off somewhere?" he asked meekly.

"There was no where to turn off," Honda said, frustrated. "I was watching for that possibility, but it was all dense forest. Where the fuck did they go?"

A heavy silence fell over the car as everyone contemplated his question. Shizuka and Otogi looked shocked. Jou was caught between panic and anger, and Honda just leaned forward and rested his forehead against the steering wheel. Ryou closed his eyes, feeling even more miserable than before. This was all his fault! "I'm sorry," he whispered so softly that he didn't think anyone had even heard.

"Stop apologizing, Rabbit." Bakura's hand trailed through his hair in a way that would've been called comforting had it come from anyone else. "Are you still feeling ill?"

He nodded without thinking and then froze, trying to keep as still as possible so as not to aggravate himself to the point where he would need to be sick again. The world was still spinning, just not quite as badly as before. Bakura sighed, and then a hand tucked itself under his chin and his face was being tilted up before warm lips fit into place over his. Ryou started to pull away but was stopped by the hand still tangled in his hair. Much to his surprise, he realized that under the pressure of the surprisingly gentle kiss, the world was beginning to stabilize, and his nausea had faded to the point where he no longer felt like he was going to throw up on a whim. His eyes fluttered open as Bakura pulled back.

"You did it again," he said, fingers brushing his lips in wonder. "Just like before." It was on the tip of his tongue to ask why Bakura hadn't done it on the ship, but before he could, he noticed the mild discomfort passing over Bakura's face. The older boy closed his eyes briefly and put his free hand to his head like it ached. Ryou, wanting to understand, reached instinctively for their bond and cringed when he realized that Bakura was emitting the same feeling of dizziness that he had just been experiencing. As Honda began pounding the steering wheel in frustration, he stared at Bakura in awe, realizing that Bakura hadn't just made the pain disappear, but had instead taken it on himself so that Ryou wouldn't be suffering so much. Bakura must have realized what was going through his mind because he gave a quick shake of his head before grimacing.

"Don't mention it," he said in a warning tone.

Ryou opened his mouth and then closed it, realizing from the hard glint in Bakura's eyes that he would likely get his head snapped off if he did. "Thanks, 'Kura," he said instead, curling up and burying his head in Bakura's collarbone. He felt sleepy, as for the first time in days, the nauseous, spinning feeling had finally lessened to a tolerable point. Bakura said nothing in response, but his hand began a series of gentle circles on Ryou's back that lulled the boy to sleep.

GMA

During her time of being a guardian, there had been many times when Anzu had wondered if she had lost her mind. This was turning out to be one of those times. Actually no, scratch that. She had definitely lost her mind. With growing disbelief, she stared at Isis, who let out a heavy sigh, dropped her hand away from Anzu's mouth, and turned to Mystical Elf once the two cars had driven out of sight. The duel monster beamed happily, allowing the shield that had hidden them from sight to disappear when Isis said her thanks, and vanished like she had never been there, leaving Anzu and Isis alone. Alone. In the forest. On Pegasus's island. Yup, definitely crazy, though she didn't know whether it was affecting her or Isis or both.

"Are you crazy?" she asked mildly, just to be sure.

Isis sighed and ran a hand through her long black hair. At some point she had lost the little hood that she normally wore, leaving her hair tangled and messy. "I'm sorry for ambushing you like that, Anzu," she said, dropping the honorific and blatantly avoiding the question. "I didn't mean to frighten you, though I know I probably did. I was in a rush to get out of sight before the others realized that we were moving and there was just no time to speak to you about the plan ahead of time."

"Wait, you did this on purpose? You planned this?" Anzu burst out, wondering why and how that could still surprise her. "Is this why you wanted me to come here so badly?" she asked, unable to keep the wounded tone from seeping into her voice.

A guilty look came over Isis's face. "Partly. I really did need the help of another guardian, and you are the one I trust the most. It was too dangerous for me to go off by myself. There are… things here that I will be unable to face by myself. But that wasn't the only reason." Her expression became more serious. "You have a destiny to fulfill, and you must do it by going to Illusion Castle now, or it will be too late."

Anzu surveyed her doubtfully. "You're not going to tell me what this destiny is, are you?" she asked with resignation.

"I'm afraid not. It's important for you to find out on your own."

"But… But didn't that bother you?" Anzu waved a hand towards the spot where the others had been. She didn't even like Malik and it had still broken her heart to hear him calling for his sister in such a frightened tone. He truly believed that something dreadful had happened to her, and she didn't understand how Isis could just stand there and not reveal herself.

"It bothered me a great deal," Isis said quietly. Something in her face told Anzu that she was being honest. "But sometimes what is necessary is not always easy."

There would be no arguing with her, Anzu realized. She looked around, knowing that even if she wanted to let someone know that they were nearby, it was too late. The cars had already left. Unless she wanted to go wandering through the forest by herself, she was stick with Isis. Sighing, she turned back to the older woman and spread her arms helplessly, hoping that she wouldn't regret this. "Lead on."

GMA

Dark. Cold.

That was all he knew. All that had ever existed and all that would ever exist. The shadows swarmed around him, gleefully chipping away pieces until he had blended with them to the point where he no longer knew where he ended and they began.

But…

Warmth. Light.

Things that were foreign to him…

… were slowly coming back.

It had started with two thin beats, like little pinpricks against his frozen soul, reminding him of what the foreign concept of light was.

And now…

… He could feel it, still so distant yet closer than ever before. Stronger than the two small pinpricks, like a raging inferno threatening to consume him. He wanted that. Every part of him, even parts he didn't know belonged to him, parts that he had thought belonged to the shadows, yearned to be close to, to be saved by, that sweet, enchanting, saving light.

The light was calling to him…

… Soon…

… He would answer…

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