Attack From the Deep

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Star Chips: Yugi: 3/Joey: 2/Sarah: 3

I eyed the Star Chips on my wrist as they shined under the sun's rays. I didn't feel like looking at the desert part of the island anymore - my mood had changed.

And it was all his doing.

Eric Hall.

I felt troubled at the fact that I let my guard down around him. It was unacceptable. Why did I succumb to his hold, as though I were a pawn in a game? It was because this feeling of uncertainty overwhelmed me. I was confused, and I couldn't talk about it with anyone. Not knowing what happened in the past was frightening, and it made me question myself.

The Pharaoh must be feeling something worse than mere confusion. I couldn't imagine what that feeling could have possibly been. If I was this distraught over not knowing just a small part of my past, what could he have been feeling from losing his entire memory?

Almost automatically, my eyes drifted over to Yugi and the Millennium Puzzle around his neck. Right then and there, my heart screamed at me to just admit to everyone who I really was so that I could help the Pharaoh and talk about everything that happened, so he wouldn't be confused anymore. I wanted to just explode with descriptions of all his memories so that he could remember everything and we could go back to working together and protecting people.

But I couldn't.

It wasn't the right time just yet.

Yugi did not know that there was a spirit within his Puzzle, and the Pharaoh himself might believe that his soul was actually Yugi's in the confusion of suddenly being within a body with no recollection of how he arrived there.

This was a delicate situation, one I did not wish to rush - I could not rush - despite how much I might have wanted to.

"This is so exciting," said Joey giddily like a school boy, suddenly breaking me out of my thoughts.

My attention reverted back to the others. I believed in fate, and sometime soon, I know I will be able to help the Pharaoh as I have done before. He will remember his life and my identity, and we would soon be able to find a way to defeat the evil that has returned.

"The three of us have won our first duels! This calls for a celebration!"

Joey was fist pumping the air, when suddenly, we heard a quiet growl coming from him.

"Hungry?" Téa teased with a smirk as Joey cradled his grumbling tummy and looked down at it with a pout.

"Hey, dueling builds up an appetite," Joey said, trying to defend his body's need for food. Tristan curiously poked his friend's tummy only to find himself in a headlock a moment later. Their play was quite amusing.

"If I knew that Pegasus wouldn't provide food in his tournament, I would've brought some with me," said Téa with a small sigh. "I only have my bag..."

"The tournament is going to last a while," added Yugi. "We can't survive on nothing to eat and drink the whole time."

"Have no fear, guys," said Tristan when Joey finally let him go. He then produced a book from inside his trench coat. "I've got a guide that can help us."

Everyone looked at the guide with skeptical faces. Then Joey asked, "Can we eat it?"

"Better than that. It shows us all the plants, berries, and roots we can eat."

Joey, Téa, and Yugi collectively made gagging noises.

"Tristan, buddy, eat all the tree bark you like," Joey said, patting his friend on the shoulder. "I'm gonna go look for some real food."

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