Warnings: Violence, mentions of blood and killing.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Ship: None in this chapter, but soon to be citronshipping.

The six priests of Egypt, gifted wielders of the Sennen items, gathered beside the great Pharaoh, who sat in a golden chair laced with expensive fleece. Pharaoh Atem rose, his golden trinkets clinking together, and everyone bowed. Facing the Pharaoh was a young blonde haired boy and lavender eyes. His name was Marik, and he was dressed in a purple tunic stitched with gold thread.

The Pharaoh addressed Marik with a deep, bellowing voice, "Rise," And he did. "Do you accept the responsibility of becoming a tombkeeper, and swear to guard the holy secrets with your life?"

"I do accept, your Highness," He replied, looking directly into the Pharaoh's eyes, a twinge of pride shooting through him as he did so. He was lucky to be serving the Pharaoh, God on Earth. His older sister, Isis, owner of the Sennen necklace, smiled slightly. She was the one who recommended her brother to become the first tombkeeper; she wanted him to experience the same happiness that she received from serving Atem.

"Then I hereby bestow upon you the sole responsibility of maintaining the secrets of the Pharaoh and his ancestors. Come," He beckoned. Marik took a few steps forward, somewhat nervously. But as the Pharaoh was about to bless Marik an initiate the ritual ceremony, Isis cried out.

"Y-Your Holiness!" Yelled Isis.

"How dare you interrupt this sacred ritual, Isis!" Yelled Set, infuriated.

Priest Aknamkanon rested a hand on Set's shoulder to appease him. "What is the meaning of this, Isis?"

Isis continued, "My necklace senses a dark presence approaching the throne room! One with incredible powers of Heka!" She exclaimed.

All the other priests' eyes widened. Priest Shada sputtered, "But, that's impossible! No one man could possibly penetrate our defenses!"

Just then a guard was thrown into the room, his bare chest spattered with a deep red which soon stained the floor.

"Think again," Shouted a voice from the hall leading into the throne room. A man with deep grey eyes and a red robe, decorated in jewels and various assortments of precious metals, entered the room. He looked to be in his early twenties, and wore an intimidating scar underneath his right eye. He smirked, raising his bloodstained hand to toss a strand of silver hair out of his face.

"Who are you?!" Yelled Mahad.

The man laughed, "I am Bakura, King of thieves! I've come for your Sennen items," He yelled, a crazed look on his face.

Set scoffed, "For a miserable thief to stand alone against the six priests of Egypt it admirable," He smirked back, "I shall make sure the canopic jar for your guts is a somewhat larger one," Set taunted. He saw no reason to be afraid of a lowly thief.

Priest Mahado added, "Listen well, thief... By will of the gods, we shall destroy you for daring to stand against our Pharaoh!"

Bakura laughed, "You interest me! I'll take on all of you at once!" He laid eyes on Marik, "I'll start with this one."

Marik stepped back, trying his best to keep a straight face. Isis quickly stepped forward, "You'll do no such thing! Take this!" She summoned her spirit monster, a large, angelically humanoid creature with a long brown dress and the head of a pure white bird on her head.

"Pathetic!" He yelled. The floor rumbled, and a large, grey monster with a snake for a lower body, a muscular torso, light grey wings and 3 large horns emerged. All the while, Bakura laughed.

Shada cried out, bewildered, sensing the immense energy radiating from this new monster, "Th-This is an incredible Ka! It rivals the gods themselves!"

Bakura laughed harder, "Thet's right! Now, Diabound, my Ka, kill them!" Diabound raised his arm for the kill, but paused when a deep voice penetrated Bakura's eardrums.

"That's enough!" Yelled the Pharaoh.

The thief king gave him a uninterested glance. "Ah, so the holy Pharaoh decides to grace us with his presence," Bakura did a mock-bow.

"Bakura, I've had enough of this." And out came a new monster in a blast of white light. It was enourmous, even bigger than Diabound, with a deep blue body and many spikes jutting out of his glaring face. "I'll finish you for daring to threaten the lives of my priests! Go, my God, Obelisk!" Obelisk attacked, punching Diabound in the gut and sending Bakura reeling.

"Urgh!" Bakura groaned, wiping blood from his mouth. 'I-Is this a real God?!' thought Bakura, glaring. He laughed again. "My plan was to take all the Sennen items by force, but... it seems I shall have to rethink my plan."

"Whatever your plan may be, justice will always prevail against evil!" Atem yelled.

Bakura scoffed, "Justice? Evil? Pff, what do you know about either of the two! Don't make me laugh. The Sennen items are made of good and evil... They're like a double edged sword! Whoever possesses them must be aware, you see... The Sennen items will react to the evil that lives in every person's soul... And drag them into hell!"

"You speak nonsense!" Yelled Mahado, taking a step forward.

Bakura ignored him, "No one can truly draw the line between good and evil. Only the Sennen items can tell!"

"Stop this! Bakura, you speak lies!" Yelled Atem, slashing the air with his arm.

Bakura glared again, "It is your choice whether or not you believe me. But for now..." He turned. "Diabound, kill Obelisk!"

Diabound shot forward at the speed of a cheetah, but Obelisk countered with the speed of a bullet, quickly countering the attack of Diabound with a sharp blow.

"What?!" Yelled Bakura. "My attack didn't do anything?!" He was trying his best not to slump from the sharp pain in his chest.

"That is the power of a god. An evil being like yourself will never surpass them!"

"Tch," Bakura glared. 'That took away a lot of my ba... But I still have enough energy to get out of here... And take a certain someone with me' His eyes turned to Marik. "I see. So that is what you god can do. You're better than I thought... But next time won't go so well for you, Great Pharaoh..." Just then, before anybody could react, Diabound wraped itself around Marik and broke through the wall to the outside. "Until we meet again!" He yelled, hopping onto Diabound.

"Sister! Ungh, help me!" Cried Marik, thrashing. But it was too late, and Bakura disappeared into the night, with Marik along with him.

"Marik!" Yelled Isis, trying to give chase to them. But Diabound's power made it invisible in the night, and slowly the screams of Marik grew fainter and fainter until they disappeared entirely.

Shada kneeled down beside the weeping form of Isis, "He'll be okay. Surely Bakura will use him as bait to lure us to him, and there we will defeat him." Isis looked up and nodded, her face stained with tears.

This is a birthday gift for my girlfriend Ashlyn. I hope you enjoyed! Citronshipping will be in either the next chapter or the one after that. Please review! Also, some of the dialogue in this story comes straight from the manga.