"I must be dreaming."

Seto Kaiba was walking down a dark path, seeing only darkness in every direction he looked. He had opened his eyes to find himself in this quiet and cold place and immediately classified it as 'another one of those tricks Yugi and those Egyptian circus freaks' had played on him in the past. At first he thought how he hadn't had a vision since 'that other Yugi' disappeared into the light in Egypt, but then reminded himself that the mind can easily be manipulated into seeing things that aren't real; that's what his hologram system was based on.

"Pharaoh," a distant voice called. "Pharaoh."

"Who's there!?" Kaiba demanded. He lashed his head, looking in all directions, but saw only shadows.

"Pharaoh… Pharaoh," the voice kept calling.

"Show yourself, coward!" Kaiba bunched his hands into fists.

The calling stopped… and was replaced with a giggle. "Come now, Pharaoh; even you must admit that was a little harsh for a childhood friend," the same voice spoke, but suddenly more clear and clearly that of a young girl's.

Before Kaiba could react, light dispersed the darkness and blinded the young man.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba. It doesn't appear that we're getting out of town anytime soon."

Kaiba shot open his eyes and found himself back in his business car, Roland at the wheel and Mokuba at his side. Cars were bumper-to-bumper in traffic and horns blared. Kaiba's head felt like it had been pounded by sledgehammers, but he just muttered something inaudible under his breath and rubbed his temples.

Mokuba looked away from the window to look at his brother. "You alright, Seto? You've been out of it since we got in the car"

"I'm fine," Seto snapped before he realized what he had done. "Sorry," he quickly added.

"It's okay," Mokuba replied. "I just worry about you sometimes." He looked back at the window and added, "Everyone is sure in a hurry to get a head start on their summer vacation. If things don't change soon-" His voice caught in his throat and his eyes grew wide.

Across the road in an alley, Mokuba saw a gang of hooded men walk into the darkness. But that wasn't what shocked him; a girl that seemed around the same age as Seto was struggling to stay on her feet. The girl turned her head towards the street and somehow spotted Mokuba through an opening between the cars. Pain was obvious on her face and she seemed to mouth a plea for help.

Kaiba looked at his brother with what was considered in his case a questionable look. "What is it, Mokuba?" Those words had barely left his mouth when Mokuba opened his door and jumped out. "Mokuba, get back here!"

Car horns blazed as Mokuba weaved through the traffic-packed cars towards the sidewalk on the other side of the road.

Kaiba looked at his head employee. "Roland, get off the road as soon as possible and wait there." He slid across the leather seat and out of the car before Roland could object. He slammed the door shut and ran after his brother. Unlike his brother who was smaller and could squeeze through the gaps between a bumper-to-bumper, Kaiba had to lunge over hoods and trunks, swinging his feet so close that it nearly touched the glass windshield of an unsuspecting car.

When he managed to get past all the cars and onto the sidewalk, he looked around for Mokuba, but the spiky haired boy was nowhere to be seen. "Mokuba!" He called over the noise of the honking cars.

Mokuba suddenly appeared around a corner ten paces away that led to an alleyway. "Over here, Seto!" He motioned with one of his hands for his brother to come to him, not the other way around.

Kaiba bunched his hands into fists at his side and walked over, trying to control his growing frustration that only make his headache worse. "Mokuba, we don't have time for this."

Mokuba didn't reply and instead disappeared into the alley.

When Kaiba rounded the corner into the dank alley, his sapphire-blue eyes grew wide. It wasn't the foul odor coming form the dumpsters that caused him to do this, but the sight of an unconscious girl resting against the gray brick wall.

She was at most eighteen- his age- with pale skin and untidy shoulder-length, light brown hair. She wore a dirty white blouse and denim jeans that were torn and had holes in them. Her arms- that lay at her side- were covered with bruises the color of blueberries and cuts in a different range of lengths, scarlet-red blood dripping from them.

Mokuba was kneeling beside the girl with a white handkerchief, trying to wipe away some of the blood on her cheek. He looked up at his brother with deeply concerned eyes. "In the car, I saw some weird guys in cloaks walking away from her. She saw me through an opening of the traffic and seemed to call out to me," he explained.

Kaiba groaned more out of irritation than the pain that pounded his skull. "You shouldn't have gone off like that."

"But she's hurt, Seto!" Mokuba argued, standing up.

"It's her own fault! If she wasn't as ignorant as Wheeler, she wouldn't be like this," Kaiba nearly barked.

"That's… a little… harsh… Seto," a voice weakly huffed.

The bickering brothers stopped and looked down to find the girl looking up at them through half-open, river-blue eyes.

She was obviously in a lot of pain, yet she still managed a slight smile. "Long time… no see," she said.

"Do I know you?" Kaiba asked with his usual dark tone.

The girl made a weak laugh and slowly pushed away a stray piece of hair from her face. "Can't say that I blame you… for not remembering. I ran away… from the orphanage not too long… after you two arrived."

"The orphanage?" Mokuba repeated. "How could you-" He cut himself off and his eyes grew wide once more. "I thought you looked familiar!"

"Coming back now?" The girl asked. "That's good. At least I know… I have some friends… in this city."

Kaiba was by now also starting to realize who the girl was. "You're Morgan."

She nodded and slowly started to get to her feet, leaning against the wall for support. Her feet were trembling and she suddenly became pale as a ghost. When she seemed to have managed to stay on her feet, she smiled again, but her eyes closed and she fell forward.

Without thinking, Kaiba quickly held out his arms and caught the girl. He was glad the alley was dark and Mokuba could not see his face well, for you see, for the first time in his entire life, Seto Kaiba actually blushed.