Author's Notes: Hey everyone. Here is the conclusion to are two part dream sequence! This had to be one of the most interesting chapters to write so far. Enjoy everyone!

Chapter Twenty-One

Witch With The Golden Eyes

"He really doesn't look good at all," Rua muttered as Aki moved her hand to place it back on Yusei's forehead. The twins had awoken early in the morning to find that the older signers were in a complete disarray. Crow had managed to give them the abridged version of the events that had occurred while running in and out of the room to grab things for Aki. While Rua was more upset that they didn't wake them up for the fight, Ruka was more concerned about the older girl. She hadn't spoken to them at all since they had woken up. All she did was keep her eyes locked on Yusei. The twins understood that he and Jack were attacked and that Aki was not there. But she still had nothing to add.

"How's he doing?" the young girl finally questioned, sliding up close to the edge of the bed. Yusei had barely moved in his sleep. Unlike the last few dreams, where he was constantly tossing and turning, he remained completely still. His breath was heavy and he looked like he was in pain, yet all he did was lay there, looking helpless against whatever he was seeing in his dream.

Aki looked briefly to Ruka, as if she had been snapped out of a daze. Though she admitted to being okay, the girl could not help but feel uneasy. There were so many unanswered questions with what had happened, she didn't know where to even keep her train of thought. Biting her lip for a moment, she reached out to check his forehead. She turned her hand over and a few times on his brow, her face almost trying to calculate what his temperature might be.

"Whadda think? How bad?" Rua questioned as well, leaning over his sister's shoulder to get a better look.

Removing her hand, the red haired woman moved to wipe her hand on a small spare towel Crow had brought earlier, "His temperature is fluctuating too much for me to get a clear guess. But, I'm gonna say roughly around 103.3." she confirmed, looking directly at the twins. "I'm going to stay here with him. We can't leave him alone in case something happens. Go tell Crow an update and then tell one of the maids that we are going to need a doctor soon for him and Jack."

Though she had not left Yusei's side, Aki was still very well aware that Jack was still in pretty bad shape himself. While Crow had managed to patch him up, the blond was still asleep from the loss of blood from his wound. Throughout the night, the orange-haired young man would pop his head in every hour or so to get an update on Yusei and in return, let her know how Jack was doing. Though they both felt that they had everything under control, they agreed that if neither one of them showed any improvement after a few hours, they would call in professionals to take a look at them.

Nodding, Rua smiled slightly as he got to his feet once more. Stretching out his back, the boy gave a small thumbs up to the two girls with a wink. "He'll be okay Aki. Don't worry." And with those as his parting words, the young boy took off for the door.

Ruka rose from her spot as well, though she was not as quick to run off. Looking to the older woman, she placed a hand onto her shoulder. The action made Aki look at her with a raised eyebrow for a moment, unsure of what she was doing. Though it was obviously forced, a smile as well came to her face. "Whatever she did to him, just remember that he's strong. He can overcome anything she throws at him." Aki opened her mouth to respond, but the young girl turned and left as well before she could utter a word.

Turning back to her gaze from the door and upon her sleeping friend, Aki tried to force a smile out upon her face. Ruka's words meant the world, though she knew there wasn't gonna be a calm feeling with her until he woke up. She wanted to hear what had happened from him, not anyone else. There had to be a reason for her to kiss him. Even though she said it was okay, there was still a feeling of doubt in the back of her mind. "Yusei," she began as she slid herself onto the edge of the bed. She brushed the bangs from his closed eyes as she continued to force a grin, "You really are unlike any other man I have ever met. Why did you let yourself give in to this?" she inquired, knowing that no answer would come.

The black-haired young man groaned slightly as her cool hand graced his brow once more. Taking in a short breath, she felt her heart skip a beat. For a moment, it was as if nothing else mattered. It didn't matter to her if someone saw her, but she knew that maybe deep down, it would help. Leaning in close, Aki let her hand slide down the side of his face. Moving slowly she closed her eyes, letting her lips press lightly against his brow. To her surprise, Yusei's heavy breathing seemed to diminish instantly. His body relaxed completely as she pulled back slightly, keeping her face close to his. The tips of their noses touched as she leaned over him, her forced smile now becoming real. "I'll get you something cool for your head." She whispered as she rose from her spot.

"Aki!"Crow's voice called, causing her to halt in her steps. Turning on her heels quickly, the orange-haired young man burst through the doorway, looking pale and slightly scattered. For a moment, she thought that he had caught her kissing Yusei on the forehead. She felt her face fluster completely, unsure of what to tell his friend.

"Crow, I..." she began was was quickly silenced with him running into the room, stopping short before her. "What's wron-"

"We have a problem," he started, cutting her off completely. Even though Crow was a high-strung person in pressured situations, even now he seemed more off than normal. He was trembling slightly, licking his lips nervously and his breath heavy. Taking hold of Aki's wrist, he started to pull her towards the door, "Come with me. Something's up with Jack."

Pushing back the thick curtains, Yusei found himself in the same room he had been in his previous vision. The dim light of the room was warm as candles lined walls. The sweet smell of herbs burning flooded his nose, making him almost want to sneeze. Though, as he stepped into the room, there was something much different about the layout. Along the center isle, large pillows had been laid out on either side. On one side, sat the three other signers. Killa, Pisco, and Apaec sat with their feet tucked underneath them, seemingly waiting for him to arrive. The other side of the isle sat people Yusei had yet to meet in this dreams. They were older men, far older than this father for they had gray hair and at least two had a somewhat long beards down to the middle of their chest. They wore robes similar to that of his father's as they sat, muttering back and forth to each other.

Holding out the curtain for Chasca, Yusei let his eyes narrow at the strange sight. He was caught off guard, that was for sure. But why he had this feeling was beyond him. At the opposite end of the room sat his father and Rowta, their eyes fixed on him as soon as he had entered the room. While his guardian kept a small grin on his face and gave him a nod of welcome, his father's expression was far from warm. His eyes narrowed as he saw him enter with the priestess causing him to clear his throat nervously.

"Do not worry Yatol," he could hear Chasca mutter behind him, causing him to glance back at the girl. Bowing her head to him, she smiled. "You will be alright." Placing her hand to his shoulder, she gave it a light squeeze. Nodding in return to her, he quickly started off towards the head of the room, leaving the woman to find her spot beside Killa and Apaec.

He walked with a quickened pace down the walkway, gaining looks from everyone as he passed by. The elder gentlemen all began to halt their side conversations as he passed by, straightening up in their spots once more. They bowed their heads to the young prince, showing him a sign of respect as he hurried to the other side of the room. And yet, Yusei did not look back to them. Even though his normal self would give them a nod in return, his past life knew better. He was to only receive bows and to never return them.

"You are late Yatol," his father spoke quietly as Yusei came to a quick halt. He gave his father a small nod of the head, as he started up the small step to take his place beside him once more. "And with the priestess?"

"She was healing my wounds from training father," he muttered, keeping his face stern as he thought back to just mere moments ago. He could feel his heart still racing from being so dangerously close to her. Her perfume still lingered in his nose as his face still seemed flustered. "She insisted that I look presentable for a meeting with you. Though I was not expecting the elder counsel as well."

And yet, his father paid his words no mind. Rising to his feet, he stood strong before the room, his staff in his hand. Giving a small nod, silence rang through the room. All eyes were now upon the man, awaiting for him to speak. In a way, Yusei felt a twinge of jealousy towards his father. He was to be commanded and respected in every way possible and deep down, he knew that he would never have that same respect ever. Though he was tough and unfeeling on the outside, Yusei knew there was more to his father. Though he had yet to see it in any of his visions.

"I thank you for coming on such short notice," he announced broadly, gaining mutters and head nods from the rest of the room. "This meeting is of great importance to the people of this city and to the state of our nation." Bringing himself back down into a sitting position once more, he placed his staff onto the ground beside him. "Before we begin, I must ask that the elder counsel give welcome to the signers of the Crimson Dragon."

Yusei could see Pisco smirk a bit as he knew he was about to receive a sign of respect from the men across the way. For a moment, the room was silent as the older men gave the four youths a look over. They muttered once more between themselves, skeptical looks being exchanged. Then, as if they hated every moment of it, they gave a small bow to them.

"I do not understand why these young people are considered the signers of our dragon," one of the older men growled as he brought himself up into the sitting position once more. "This task is supposed to be for those of the royal line. Therefore, the prince's duty."

Yusei felt himself sit forward, prepared to defend the honor of the other signers against the man's harsh words, but he was quickly silenced by his father's hand snapping out before him. "Though that is still a matter to be discussed, that is not the reason I called this meeting. These warriors were chosen by the dragon itself. And they are to be treated with the same amount of respect that you would give my son."

"Father..." Yusei muttered under his breath, leaning back into a more relaxed position. Shock was only one way he could describe the feeling he had. Three months of fighting and arguing over the signers and he defended them. It was like his father of this life was not the cold-hearted man he was believed to know from just the visions. He could see his father steal a quick glance over to him, giving a nod for him to withdraw his unvoiced protest.

Bringing his hand back to his lap, the man let his face return to a cool and calm expression. "We have other matters at hand that must be discussed." Every voice in the room seemed to silence and side mumblings they had were halted. The older men and signers came to attention, prepared to listen closely to the man's words. "Though we have won the battle against these demons from the sea, the war is far from over. Apaec," he paused, causing Jack's past self to straighten up at attention. "As my newly appointed general, please inform the counsel of what you have learned."

The large man cleared his throat, his face stern and emotionless. "From what my scouts have learned, the invaders have pushed back to the coastline. However, they are not retreating. They are looking to mount another attack." Shaking his head slightly, he let a small sigh escape him. "If we are correct, they could be on the move within days."

"But our forces took a blow in the last battle," one of the elders voiced. He was a thin man, though still appeared to have been built back in his day. He let his eyes come up to the front of the room, locking a stare with Yusei. "If we just summon the dragon's power forth now, we could blind side them at night. This way, they have no way to defend themselves."

And yet, Chasca shook her head. "The dragon's power is not completely under control as of yet," she spoke, causing all eyes to turn to her. Yusei could see his father and the elders look at the woman with shock and surprise on their faces. Rowta had warned for the signers not to speak out of turn in the meeting. Though it did not matter to her. She kept a stern face, standing her ground before the objection could be made. "The prince needs more training to be able to channel the power for another battle."

"He will be fine!" one of the men told, glaring daggers to the priestess. "He is meant to-"

"If he goes into a battle without being able to control the power of the dragon, then the power alone will kill him and anyone within ten miles of him. We want to save our city. Not destroy it." she snapped back, causing the man to withdraw instantly.

Yusei couldn't help but smile at the girl's comeback. He watched as she took in a deep breath to calm her nerves, before shooting a gaze back up to where he sat. Her cheeks flushed seeing him look her over, knowing that it was a small sign of gratitude towards her. Yusei felt a small skip of his heartbeat, knowing that he too was flushing red slightly. This feeling was something he wanted to hold on to, though he knew that there was no way he could allow himself.

"Exactly," his father told, bring him back to the matter at hand. "We need to have a back-up in case the training falters. Therefore, it is time we sought help." Mutters spread through the room as the chief rose to his feet once more. Bringing up his staff, he gave a nod to the two guards at the end of the room. "See him in," he spoke.

Giving the man a nod, the two soldiers pulled back their curtains. It took only but a moment, but a figure entered the room with great stride. He was dressed differently than the rest of the people Yusei had seen. Animal pelts were thrown over his shoulders while leather-hide armor covered his arms and chest. He wore thick clothing, much too heavy for where they were in the jungle. On his belt, he had a sword that looked like one of the Spanish sabers the soldiers had used before. His eyes were a deep black with a broad jawline that man him seem stern, even with a smile on his face. Jet black hair fell down to the middle of his back as he moved into the room.

Extending out his arms, he halted. "It has been too long my old friend!" he bellowed loudly. He gave a small bow to Yusei's father, who returned the jester as well.

"The same for you, Coatl." his father spoke, though kept his voice low in his normal manner.

Turning sights on Yusei, the strangely dress man gave him a quick look over. "By the gods themselves," The words were confusing, making him shoot a glance over to Rowta. His guardian nudged his head slightly, as if telling him to stand as well. Following his father's action, he moved slowly to his feet letting the man take a look over him. "Is that truly Yatol? He's the spitting of you Quauhtli when you were his age. Except those eyes. Those are his mother's for sure."

Yusei turned his gaze on the man beside him, "Father? Who is this?"

A bellow of laughter exploded from the man, causing him to withdraw in shock. "Of course you don't remember me boy! You were just a babe in your mother's arms when I last saw you."

Smiling at the words and the confusion of his son, Yusei's father straightened up to bring order to the room. "Members of the counsel and signers of the dragon," his father began, coming up beside the large man. "This is Chief Coatl of the northern plains of Nazca. He and I have agreed to a union of our nations to drive back the demons and to defend our lands."

It was as if all hell broke loose. The counsel of elders rose to their feet in objection, shouting things that Yusei could not understand. Tradition, boarders, fallout from the aftermath. It was all political things that he wish he could tune his mind out to. Though he knew he needed to understand why. The signers remained seated, just as confused as he was. His father and Coatl stood firm in their spots, allowing for the older men to object.

"This will not work out. It will lead to war for power!" one of the men shouted, gaining approval from the others. "We have already had war with Nazca in years past. What will make this treaty hold for the duration of this fight?"

Seeing a smile pass between the two chiefs, the room grew silent. "A union of our cities," Coatl told, extending his arm to point to the doors. The guards once more pulled back the curtains of the room, causing all eyes to go to the door. Yusei felt his blood run cold as a small framed woman entered the room. Her hair was long, down to the back of her knees and was a black as his. Her tan skin was perfect, not a single flaw could be found. She was tattooed over every inch of her body, beautiful and details drawings. Her clothing was revealing and left nearly nothing to the imagination, for it was nearly see-through. Deep gold eyes were framed in stunning make-up as she moved towards the center of the room, her bare feet gently moving along the stone floors.

'...That's...' Yusei thought to himself, feeling his pulse move into ears. His eyes went wide in shock as the young woman stopped beside the man, a gentle smile on her lips.

"Prince Yatol, members of the counsel, and signers of the dragon," the man began, puffing his chest out in pride as he looked down at the girl beside him. "I present to you the high priestess of our temples and my daughter. Princess Atzi."

Low mutters passed through the room as the girl bowed deeply to Yusei and his father. She took a knee, resting her hand to her chest softly. For a moment, he didn't know how to react to the young woman before him. He knew that he couldn't control his actions at this point, but he wanted nothing more to voice that he was shocked and confused. A small push to his back from his father shoved him forward so that he was directly before the young woman. "It is a true honor to be in your city. And it is a true honor to meet you," Bringing her head up, she let her piercing gold eyes meet his calm blue ones. "Prince Yatol."

Resting his hand to Yusei's shoulder, his father gave him a small nod. He felt his eyes narrow slightly before lowering his head in return to the woman. "The honor is mine, Princess Atzi." he muttered softly. Extending a hand to her, she instantly took it in a firm grasp. He felt himself withdraw slightly in surprise at the strength in her hold. Helping her to her feet once more, Yusei attempted to pull his hand back, only to find that she would not let go. Her slender, tattooed fingers wrapped around his, forcing his gaze back to her own. Her eyes were almost hypnotizing to look at; rare and unique just as his blue ones were. He could hear his father and the Coatl speaking, though he could not make the words out. Atzi's stare was cold yet alluring to him, almost clouding his thoughts.

'Yatol,' a soft voice muttered, causing him to stiffen. 'Beware...of the witch...'

Shaking his head slightly, he blinked a few times in a row, feeling a dull headache start in his temples. 'What was that?' he thought, seeing Atzi continue to smile at him softly as she held his hand.

"Therefore," Yusei's father's voice called, bringing his thoughts back to the room. He saw every set of eyes on him as he felt two strong hands come to his shoulder, causing him to nearly loose his footing. Looking over to the man and his father, he could see a smile on both of their faces as they looked to the elders and signers. "Come the winter solstice, my son will be married to the Princess Atzi, unifying our nations and creating an unbreakable wall to Cortez and the demons."

Applause from the counsel erupted and words of congratulations poured forth from the men. And yet, they were not compliments on the impending wedding, rather for the wonderful deal for the two nations to join. It was as if their arguments from earlier were voided. Yusei could hear the words of continuing the line with him be muttered and the idea of a full calendar year from now, he would have produced an heir to follow in his and his father's footsteps. He stood frozen in his spot, feeling the girl finally remove her hold from him as she was embraced by his father. Another firm slap came to his back from Coatl, making him stagger forward from the crowd forming around the now future princess of the city.

"Yatol! You best learn to handle your balance now. Atzi can be a handful!" Coatl bellowed loudly, laughing as the girl blushed at the words.

And yet, the shock must have been written all over his face. Looking up to the signers, he could see the others watching him carefully. Apaec and Pisco sat with firm looks on their faces studying him carefully. Killa had a hand placed over his mouth in shock, trying to keep herself from having an outburst of some kind. And yet, the others did not matter. All he could think of was Chasca. The priestess sat in silence, her eyes locked with his. They let their stare meet for what seemed like an eternity, unspoken words trying to form. And yet, the woman finally closed her eyes and turned her head away. Yusei felt his heart tighten in his chest as he saw it; a small trail of tears falling down her face.

"Chasca," he whispered under his breath, wanting nothing more than to go to her. Yet, he froze in his steps.

"Come Coatl. Atzi," he heard his father speak, causing him to turn back around to the group of people celebrating behind him. "I will give you a tour of the city. Yatol, will you join us?" he questioned, extending his hand to his son with a smile.

'Yatol,' the voice from before muttered in his ear, causing him to bring his hand to the side of his head. 'Beware of the witch.' It spoke again, this time louder. He knew this voice. There was no doubt about it in his mind. He had only heard it once in these visions, but the sheer sound of it was like a cold chill up his spine, making him uneasy and dizzy.

"Are you alright?" he could hear Rowta's voice ask him, a strong grasp coming to his shoulder. Looking up, Yusei kept his hand to the side of his face, trying desperately to try and hide his shock. His guardian was by his side, concern in his eyes. "You have gone pale."

Giving a small nod, he swallowed harshly. Looking back to his father and the others, he gave a weakened smile. "Please, go on without me. I must speak with the signers and Rowta." he kept the shaking in his voice down to a minimum. He didn't believe what he thought himself, but there was no other explanation. His palms were clammy as he balled his hand into a fist to try and keep his calm. "We must also continue our training. I will see you for dinner tonight."

"I look forward to it," Atzi told, smiling to him. She tossed her hair gently over her shoulder, letting the train of her dress fall beside her again. "Until then, your highness." It was in a swift and graceful movement. Allowing for his father to lead the way, the woman took after him, giving a small wink as she turned her gaze back to in front of her. Leading them towards a side door to the chamber, two guards stepped aside as the trio disappeared into a small side hallway, the elders following after.

Pisco was the first to his feet, stretching out his back from sitting on the floor. "Well well well," he began, a smirk coming across this face. He stretched out his knees slowly bring them back into working order. "Looks like someone was holding out on us. So much for that trust thing." And yet, Yusei paid the man's taunts no mind. The moment the door shut he could feel his blood boil and his hands ball tightly. Turning on his feet swiftly he brought his fist up, slamming it into Rowta's face. The man staggered for a moment, his hand coming to his jaw. He seemed dazed and slightly bewildered as he stood there, unsure of what do or say.

"Yatol!" Killa exclaimed, withdrawing back beside her mentor.

And yet, Yusei could not control his anger. Letting his eyes narrow, he wanted nothing more than to lash out again and continue to do so until his rage finally vanished. He could see Pisco and Apeac move quickly to his side, strong grasps coming down onto his shoulders to hold him in place. The two other signers spoke not a word as they stood by his side, watching the older man stagger slightly, grasping his jaw tightly.

"You knew this was going to happen," Yusei hissed, feeling his anger rise with every word spoken. "Didn't you?" He could see Chasca and Killa kneel beside Rowta, seeing if he needed any help. Yusei knew he hit him hard, most likely breaking his jaw or nose in the process. And yet, at that very moment, he could not care less. "Didn't you?"

"Your father told me you knew," he could hear the man mutter softly, spatting slightly as blood rolled into his mouth. Straightening up slowly, Rowta pushed away the two priestesses. He rolled back his shoulders, standing himself tall once more. Turning his head slowly about, Yusei felt his stomach turn. There was a thick trail of blood running from his nose down to his mouth, his upper lip being split open. "That this meeting...was just a formality." he spoke, voice trembling.

Chasca let her eyes narrow, all tears now forgotten. "Yatol, you did not know this was going to happen?" she questioned softly, gazing back over to him.

And yet, Yusei felt his anger threatening to burst forth once more. There was a dangerous tingling pain beginning to burn through his arm and back, making his breath begin to grow heavy. He could hear the others speaking around him, asking and pleading him to calm down. On his arm and shoulder, he could feel the hold of Crow and Jack's past lives tighten on him, telling him that it was not something to get so upset about. And yet, he knew that they were lying to try and make him feel better.

Bringing his head down slightly, Yusei could feel the world beginning to dim around him. Looking down to his feet, it almost seemed like he had suddenly gained tunnel vision. There was nothing he could do as he felt himself throw off the hold of the others on him. Taking a step forward, he spun around on his heels, glaring back at the room of his signers. He could see concern on their faces as each of them slowly grabbed their arms, a dim red glow shining through their holds and fingertips. Whether or not he was blacking out in the dream once more, he couldn't tell. And yet, he straightened up once more, shooting a glare across the room.

'I think he's coming out of it,' he could hear Crow's voice echo through the haze of the darkness forming.

'Aki, please go and sleep. You've been here for hours.' Ruka added on, making him tense even more.

'Not until he wakes up...I need to know the truth...'

"I cannot stand here and allow my future to be decided again," he muttered. He could see the shocked expressions on everyone's faces. Though Rowta still remained stern, eyes narrowed as he wiped up some of the blood that continued to flow down his face. Turning on his heels, he headed at a quickened pace to the opposite side of the room. "I have already lost my freedom. I refuse to loose the remainder of my life because my damn father wished it." And just like that, everything seemed to fall apart. Shouts and calls became muffled and inaudible. Every pillar seemed to fizzle out and the smells of the temples left him. He felt as if his whole body began to slow down, like he was walking in waist deep mud. Every sense and feeling vanished as he felt himself begin to fall back into a chilling and unsettling darkness.

Author's Notes: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Don't forget to read and review!