Great minds think alike, I s’pose :)
But down to business. Bakura is still a thief, growing up in the gutters of London. He’s fairly well dressed, only from what he’s stolen from the occasional victims of his thievery. (Anyone who wakes up or unfortunately walks in on him during a job usually meets a timely end by his knife.)
This, of course, is how he meets Marik—a servant of a renowned duke. His family has been serving the house for centuries, tied to the grounds of the estate. Though he is permitted to leave on errands, he is rarely ordered to do so. He cannot leave without permission, and therefore spends his time dreaming that someday he’ll escape or be allowed to seek his fortunes elsewhere. The opportunity arrives one night when he’s been put on night watch over the grounds, and runs into a certain thief. They tussle, with Marik ending up pinned against the ground. He tells Bakura to at least make it quick, if he intends to kill him. Bakura, intrigued by Marik’s lack of fear, backs off for the moment, though he assures him that if he tries to alert anyone else or return to the house, he’ll be dead before he can make a sound. They begin talking, and as dawn approaches, Marik has a decision to make. He escapes with Bakura to the thief’s home in an abandoned graveyard. They then spend the rest of their lives terrorizing the city of London.
