This may be the last chapter for a while, depending on how fast I get more ideas. I was riding on a wave of them recently, that's why there's been a few fast updates. But now I'm running a bit low, so it may take a while for the next chapter. Just saying this as a warning for those of you who are expecting more of these rapid-release chapters. Anyway, there's a lot of important things that happen this time around. Kind of big things. Oh, and for those of you who get mad at the first part of the chapter, make sure you read it to the end, 'kay? That's all I have to say. I think.

"Yami, I'm going to take him for a shortcut through the the fields. It's the shortest way to get to the nearest hospital because there's fewer cars on the road," Kaiba said, pointing in the direction opposite of the one he came. Rain was coming down hard, soaking Yami to the bone, considering the fact that he was only wearing his usual dark tank top and jeans.

"Okay, just get him there," Yami snapped, worried that his smaller look-alike wouldn't reach the hospital in time. "It's faster to walk home going the other way, so I won't be following you. Contact me when you get him to the hospital."

"Yeah," Kaiba grunted as he set Yuugi on the front passenger seat. He slid in the driver's seat two seconds later and fish-tailed out of the parking lot, quickly speeding away from Yami. Yami sighed and started his long, wet trek home.

Kaiba's mind was racing as fast as his Porsche was. The Jackals were back? How?

And they obviously knew that Yami wasn't Yuugi. Dragon had hidden Yuugi and his grandfather himself! No one knew where they were, yet the Jackals had still found them. They had to be getting inside information. But how? What was their goal? Unless...

Suddenly, the Porshe hit a bump in the road the car began to spin out of control. Kaiba managed to straighten out, but he was going way too fast to stay in control for very long. He tried to slow down, but the car didn't respond.

Then Kaiba saw that the Porsche was veering off towards a telephone pole. "Oh, sh-" Then the car smashed into the pole at the speed of 85 miles an hour.

Yami cursed heavily as the rain impossibly started falling harder, completely chilling him to the bone. And was that thunder? Yami's headache was coming back with a vengence, and he really wanted to get out of the rain.

His salvation appeared in the form of a smallish restuarant. Yami only had a few dollars in his pocket, but oh well. It'd be enough to buy him a bowl of soup. Maybe they'd even let him wash dishes to pay for a meal.

He pushed the door absently open with his shoulder. A girl about his age flounced over to him and led him to a seat at the bar, where another customer was sitting at the far end. A high school student, judging by her uniform. Yami didn't think anything of it until the girl turned and noticed him.

Yuugi? Was it really him sitting at the opposite end of the bar? What was he doing here? Ditching school probably. Anger flared up in Anzu again as she went to go confront Yuugi. She was working on a project on her own, thanks to him! And here he was, out in the rain, getting dinner in a tiny diner.

She marched over to the purple-haired kid and stood over him, arms crossed. "Where have you been?" she asked harshly. Only after she said that did she realize that she wasn't talking to Yuugi. First of all, this person a few good inches taller than Yuugi. Second of all, he seemed older, and leaner too. And when he turned to face her, his eyes held none of the childish roundness that Yuugi's did. His violet eyes were narrowed and showed an age beyond his years.

"O-oh, I'm sorry, you looked like someone I know," Anzu stammered out. Still, the similarities were uncanny. He had the same funky hair as Yuugi, except for the fact that some of the blond bangs were spiked up into the dark purple, he was wearing the same pendant, and...well, he was still short. If Yuugi grew up a bit, and took on a bad attitude, he'd look just like this kid.

Blushing, Anzu turned and slapped some money on the counter to pay for her food and rushed out of restuarant. How embarrassing was that? She just yelled at some stranger. Not only that, but a handsome stranger, if Anzu was being honest.

The only thought racing through Yami's mind was, Shit! His hands were shaking from that close encounter, and he fumbled numbly with his cigarettes before he finally managed to pull one out and light it. He thought for a while that his cover was blown. Yami was relieved, to put it mildly. Anzu almost found out his secret. From now on, he was going to play it safer.

"So, Ginzo. What of Kaiba and little Yuugi?" asked the blue-eyed shadow pleasantly. He seemed to be in a good mood. Ginzo dreaded breaking that good mood. It was dangerous to foul the rare good moods.

"I made the car crash, as you ordered sir."

"Good. You checked to be sure they were really dead, yes?"

"Yes, sir," Ginzo replied, not particularly lying. He was hoping that the questions would end there.

"And?"

A nervous gulp broke the silence before Ginzo answered. "No sign of them, sir."

"What?" The word was spoken quietly, almost politely. He was inviting Ginzo to fix his error in what he said. Ginzo wished he could lie, but the boss was bound to find out eventually, then it would be even uglier.

"Kaiba and Yuugi weren't among the wreckage, sir."

"You failed?" There came that quiet voice again, dangerously muted, like the calm just before the vicious storm.

"N-no sir!"

"So you found the bodies?"

"W-well, n-no."

"That means you failed me, Ginzo. Do you know what happens to subordinates who fail their missions?"

Before the tall man could answer, the assassin called Magician dropped behind him from the rafters and used twin sabers to sever his head cleanly and silently.

"Magician Girl, clean up this trash," the man with blue eyes said before turning away. She appeared next to Magician from the shadows. Even the normally bubbly girl knew to be silent in the face of her boss' rage. She began to clear up the gory mess.

A few minutes later, Magician Girl was throwing the remains in a dumpster several feet away from the hideout. She found herself having doubts about Blue-Eyes' plan. She didn't really want to follow the cruel man anymore. Especially since he was planning to raise some Egyptian gods. There was clearly something wrong with his head, and Magician Girl didn't want a part of his craziness. Not anymore.

It made her sick when she had to tie Yuugi up like a stuffed pig in the storehouse. Still, orders were orders. And when Blue-Eyes gave an order, you followed them. Otherwise, you'd end up like Ginzo.

Magician Girl shuddered and turned to find Magician right behind her. "Ah, hello brother!" she chirped cheerfully. Despite being Magician's sister, Magician Girl didn't want to show her doubts. Magician was loyal to Blue-Eyes. At least, that's what she thought until he spoke up.

"I don't believe it would be wise to be Blue-Eyes pawns for much longer," he said softly. "He's getting impatient for his gods to be released, and I don't think that we'll last long if we continue to serve him."

"You were thinking the same way?" Magician Girl asked, her voice dropping and shading with worry.

"Yes."

"Great, now that I know you feel the same, let's blow this joint! I'm sick of being here!"

"No, not yet."

"Why not?" Magician Girl whined.

"Blue-Eyes will be able to find us and we will be in danger if we leave now. We shall wait for a better oppertunity to sneak away, when he is more distracted. Do you think you can bear with this a while longer?"

Magician Girl nodded reluctantly. "Good. Don't worry, it won't be much longer," Magician assured her. They both disappeared into the shadows.