Ok, sorry it took so long to upload this chapter. Remember me telling you all that I had some problems at home, well I was ill, I mean really ill, took a while for me to get back to normal, but I'm all better now so I wont leave you all waiting for the next and final chapter as long as you have waited for this one.

Anyway, as normal, read, review and enjoy.

Resurrection

Chapter 19

(Alex's POV)

Darkness, why do I always become surrounded by the black folds of darkness, no light ever seems to come to me, the more I try to seek the warmth of the light, I only see the dark, maybe that's all I'm meant to know, the cold darkness.

Slowly and very painfully, I open my eyes, a small groan leaving my lips, blinking to adjust my focus to the darkness of the room, even with my sore eyes open, all I see is darkness, my body shivering from the cold breeze blowing around me, but from where, I couldn't say.

Looking slowly around me, I notice a small broken window, only a slither of glass remained in the frame but at least it was high enough to allow the moons shimmering glows to flow in, though they don't reach the ground, a small smile curling upon my lips, maybe from knowing that darkness isn't the only thing I can see, though the smile is gone no sooner then it had appeared.

~What is that smell?~ I think, lifting my hand to cover my face from the rot filled air that was slowly chocking me, only to find that I couldn't reach my face.

~What the~ cold metal cuffs had been locked around my wrists, long thick metal chains running off from them, holding me to the ground, stopping any means of escape, the rusted cuffs cutting into me skin with any move I make, rubbing against the scars of my past, crimson liquid running in between my fingers.

My head is throbbing and all I want to do is gag, the rot filled air filling all my senses as I shift myself into a more comfortable position, legs crossed, fear washing over my body like wild fire as a door creeks open loudly, closing my eyes to the light that floods the room as the echoing sound of foot steps comes closer towards me as I try to stop myself from shaking.

I stiffen, snapping my eyes wide open, slowly moving my gaze upwards towards the man that towered before me, plan black boots, dark blue jeans and a black silk shirt, not at all what he wore in my nightmares but his face, mostly his eyes would always send an uneasy shiver down my spine.

I find myself choking on words I long to scream at him as he bends down, coming with in inches of my face, his spice filled breath hitting my pale skin as he breathes, smirking widely at me and I swear I see fangs hidden behind those lips, as if at any moment he would sink them into the skin of my neck and rip my throat out.

I shudder, a mixture of the cold breeze and his intense red eyes upon me as I hear a low growl leave my body. He chuckles, sounding more like a jackual, bringing himself up to his full high once again.

"Do you fear me?" he asks, the same familiar hypnotic sound from my mind floating all around me as I shake my head, though my body lets me down, shaking more noticeable as he laughs at me.

I am afraid of him but also fascinated, though I couldn't find a reason why I am. This one man has made my life hell but I can't seem to shake away the feeling of longing to know more. Maybe the reason I long to know is for the fact that, all though only in my nightmares, he has been there my whole life, knowing more about me then I do myself.

"What did you do to my father?" I ask, my voice dry and swore, grateful that the words had managed to pass my lips.

He smiles, a smile that would have woman falling to their knees around him, yet there was hidden darkness behind it, bending back down to look into my large blue eyes as I feel myself suck in a breath.

"Take a good look around Layla, Bakura was free to have his fun with him" he whispers into my ear, tracing the shell of it with his tongue, the feeling sending unwanted shivers down my spine and at that very moment, I long for this to all be just a dream, to wake up in the warm covers of Yami's bed, his protective arms wrapped around me, but this was no dream, reality could be such a bitch.

His whispered words finally sink in as I shift my gaze around the room, but all I see is darkened shadows, shadows that seem to mock me, not allowing me to see what they conceal.

As if sensing this, he stands, moving backwards towards the wall, his red eyes never leaving mine, reaching behind himself as a faint clicking sound echoes around me before the long ceiling light flickers into life above me, flooding the room with light.

The bastard could have given me a warning first as my eyes quickly close, my breath hitching, do I really want to see what he wants me to see? Breathing slowly, I force myself to open my eyes, though now I really wished I hadn't.

A large lump forms in my throat, I want so much to just throw up but my body is frozen, unable to perform the task, my gaze slowly moving from left to right, taking in the sight before me and I now know the answer to my own question about the smell.

A leg, hand, arm, I stop, swallowing the lump that had formed in my throat with a loud gulp. Another arm, hand, torso, leg, pelvis and then finally a head. I stare for what feels like eternity at the glazed chocolate eyes looking back at me, the twisted face of pain forever imprinted upon the decapitated head of my father as I feel a high pitched scream leave my body.

The soft sound of his laughter linger in my ears way away he has gone, leaving me in the darkness once again, the darkness I have feared for most of my life, but now, here, chained to the cold dirt covered floor, I invite it to take me.

(Normal POV)

"Yugi" Tea's voice ran through the once silent hallways of the museum as the small group of friends raced towards Yugi's limp form upon the ground.

"Ow" Yugi groaned, pushing himself up onto his knees, rubbing the small lump at the back of his head before getting to his feet, Tea holding onto his arm for support.

"What happened Yug?" Joey asked, looking at Yugi with concern.

"We were running, trying to find you guys when everything went black"

"What about Alex?" Yami asked harshly, gripping onto Yugi's shoulders.

"She was with me before everything went black, but I don't know what happened after that" Yugi explained, glancing sideways as a sigh passed Yami's lips, letting go of his twins shoulders, the small of the two turning his gaze back to Yami, a small smile of apology upon the Pharaohs lips.

"They must have her then" Tristan said, looking at Joey, with only a nod from the blond.

"If they do then she's in big trouble"

"Then lets get out of here, we don't have time to hang around chatting" Yugi said as the five of them sprinted towards the exit.

(Alex's POV)

I could feel the cold breeze wrap all around me, like an ice blanket, sending small waves of shivers down my spine. My eyes felt heavy but I don't dare close them, fear that I would never awake again. My legs still crossed upon the cold stone floor, unable to move them at all.

~How long have I been here?~ I say out loud, tilting my head back to gaze up at the small broken window, my neck cracking as I move. The silvery moon had gone, replaced by the bright burning sun, though everything around me felt cold, its warming glows unable to reach me, casting large shadows around the room, though it didn't hide the things I wanted it to, my fathers ripped up body parts.

I have since thrown up the small contents of my stomach, now all I could do was gag on air, my throat raw and slightly swollen, but how ever much I tried, I couldn't get my eyes to move away from his dead ones. The last of my family, gone forever, pulled apart by another and I find myself wondering if he even knew what her died for, the reason why. Did they even tell him? Or did Bakura just leave him in the dark as he pulled him apart? And for the first time in a long time, I felt alone, a single salty tear rolled slowly down my cheek.

All my sarcastic comments ment nothing now, I was alone, knowing all to well what my fate would be, my soul was damned but then why did I feel so content with my fate?

All hope I once had was now gone, melting away into the emptyness, I was going to die and there was nothing I could do about it.

~don't give up, Yami will come for you~ I hear a voice in the back of my mind and it was right, Yami would come for me, I smile, the lonelness I once felt drifting away from me, I still had a reason to fight, damn it all if I was going to die with out fighting.

Sighing, I shift my gaze towards the door, hoping for mo more surprises as the tanned blond walked in, his black boots making a low thudding sound as he came closer towards me, sitting down only a few inches in front of me.

"What do you want?" I hiss, though I still feel dead inside but I wasn't about to let him see it.

He said nothing, he just sat there, looking at me with blank lavender eyes, but there, hidden in the corner was sadness and regret. I felt a wave of confusion wash over me, this boy, no older then I was, had killed, scared the hell out of me and done every command asked of him, so why were his eyes holding so much sorrow and regret?

"Can I ask you something?" I ask, watching as he blinks, looking at me as though I wasn't ever in the room before but nods his answer all the same.

"What has he promised you?" He seems to ponder this for a moment, shifting his gaze from me to the cuffs around my wrists and back again.

"You wouldn't understand, he promised me my freedom" I just look at him, trying to read his expression. Seeming to sense my searching eyes, he sighs, looking down at the floor before back up at me.

"I'm an ex tomb keeper, I was meant to keep Yami's tomb and secrets safe but all I wanted was my freedom, I have his secrets carved upon my back and for helping Anubis, I'm granted my freedom"

My gaze softens a little towards him, all he wants is to be free, was the cold and heartless person that I knew just an act? A way of making sure he would get his freedom?

"But you are already free, Yami doesn't need his tomb protected any more"

"I knew you would say that, you don't understand so I will explain, because Yami didn't go to the after life as he was meant to, his tomb and the secrets of the shadow realm remained open, so it still needs protecting"

"Anubis has been planning this for over 5000 years, do you really think he will give you what you want? Can you not see that he's just using you"

"What the hell do you know?" he snaps harshly, gripping the collar of my top, pulling me with in inches of his face.

"What do you know about being forced to do things that you don't want to do?"

"A lot, your forcing me to give my soul up, for a moment I felt sorry for you but your nothing more then Anubis' bitch, you had a choice and you chose to help him, your paretic" he stiffens at my words, letting go of my collar, his face twisting with rage as he rose to his feet, leaving the room with out a backwards glance.

(Normal POV)

The cold mornings breeze whipped around the group of panting teens as they stood in a small circle, catching their breaths.

"Did any of you find anything?" Yami panted, watching as the others shook their heads.

"Erm Joey, what happened to you face?" Yugi asked, raising and eyebrow at the blackening bruise around Joey's jaw line.

"He and Kaiba got a bit heated" Tristan answered.

"The fucker was asking for it, I went to see if old money bags could help, said he wouldn't even spit on the bitch if she was on fire" Joey snapped before calming down, running a hand through his mop of blond hair, flashing the group a cheesy grin before turning around to the sound of someone crying behind them.

"Is that Ryou?" Tea said as Joey and Yami ran off towards the white haired teen, the others following closely behind.

In one quick movement, Yami had Ryou's shaking body pinned against the thick brick wall of the building behind them, his eyes narrowed almost to slits and his free hand clenched into a tight fist by his side as Ryou let out a painful whimper.

"Where is she?" Yami hissed out, pushing more of his weight onto the white haired teen, not caring to ask how he had gotten into his blooded state.

"I… I'm sorry Yami, I couldn't get control of my body from Bakura, I haven't had control for over eight months now" Ryou whispered, sliding down the wall into a heap upon the floor after Yami let him go, spitting out a small amount of blood from his mouth before looking up at them.

"I could see everything that was happening, but I couldn't stop him"

"So how did you regain control? And how did you get beaten up? You better tell us the truth or I'll finish the fucking job" Joey snapped.

"After Anubis and Mailk left the museum with Alex, Bakura was meant to finish off Yugi but he forgot about the statue of Horus that had been chasing them, he got knocked out and I took control of my body, I went after Anubis and Mailk but they knew I wasn't Bakura and that's how I ended up like this"

"Ryou, where is she?" Yami once again asked, a little softer ten before.

"I'll take you there" was all he said as Tristan bent down in front of him, carrying him on his back as they ran.