Prologue: Anti-Magic
Two weeks before…
Seto Kaiba was standing in his bedroom, his brother Mokuba clutching his blue duster tightly. The two were staring at the corner of the room, where a bright portal-like opening was shining and three shadowy figures were looking back at them.
Last night, Kaiba and Mokuba had already had a strange encounter with four nasty beings called Resheph, Susiros, Styx, and Nox. The four of them had attempted to destroy Kaiba and get away with kidnapping his brother, but they had suddenly been saved by a most unexpected group: Yugi and his friends. And not only had they saved them, but they had done so with strange powers that they called 'magic'. Kaiba, of course, knew that had to be pure bull, and immediately brushed it off.
That morning, however, something strange had started happening to Kaiba; his outline had started glowing with a bright, white light, and bright white sparks had started shooting out of his hands-similar to the abilities that the geek squad had demonstrated.
And as if that wasn't insane enough, now suddenly these three had appeared in his room through some weird, glowing portal.
"Who are you three?!" Kaiba yelled at the shadowy figures.
That's not important at the moment, Kaiba. For now, all that you need to know is that we're here to help you with learning to accept your new gift of magic.
"Don't you dare try to tell me about that fairy tale junk again," Kaiba said. "I've already gotten enough of that from those dorks last night."
"Fairy tale junk, eh?" another voice said from the light. "Then what exactly do you call that stuff shooting out of your fingers?"
Kaiba looked down at his hands, still shooting out white sparks like crazy. "I don't know…I don't even know where this came from!"
Remember last night, when that black and violet orb came at you? You recall that you chose to absorb it, in order to protect your brother, yes?
"So?"
Well, Kaiba, that orb was meant to be a spell which would strip an already magical being of their powers. However, it hit you, a non-magical entity, and thus the spell had no choice but to do the opposite of what it was meant for.
"In other words," the second voice said, "the spell gave to you what it had meant to take from the...geek squad, I believe you like to call them?"
Kaiba snarled."Don't you dare start comparing me to those dweebs! I'm nothing like them!"
Kaiba, Kaiba, Kaiba…some people would be enthralled to receive the gifts of the defenders of their worlds. We cannot understand how you can be so opposed to it.
Kaiba folded his arms. "I have to run a multi-million dollar company, which requires me to be logical and rational. I have no time to even consider some ridiculous possibility of…powers."
Sigh…even when it's coming right out of your fingers, you still choose to disbelieve it. Well, we're sorry, Seto Kaiba, but we can't just let you continue on like this. You eventually have to start using your gift for what it's meant for-and that's going to include working with the 'geek squad'.
"If you think for one second that I'm even going to consider teaming up with them-"
THAT WAS NOT A REQUEST, SETO KAIBA! The scream made Mokuba bury his face into his brother's duster. Kaiba protectively put one arm around his brother and glared up at the beings. Now, listen-exactly two weeks from now we know that two of the defenders are going to be called upon to complete a certain magical task. We want you to accompany them, so report down to an abandoned warehouse by the Domino docks that day. We hope we have made ourselves clear enough. Goodbye.
The light slowly returned to an orb-like state and vanished into thin air.
Mokuba looked up at his brother. "Seto, what are you going to do? They sounded pretty serious."
Kaiba shook his head. "I don't care how serious they were, Mokuba. I'm not going to be forced into doing something that I don't want to do, and that especially includes working with the dork patrol and using these…powers."
Is that so, Kaiba? Well, we'll see about that…