The Secret
Me : 'Cause, honestly, I really can't think of any other name. I might change it if I think of any other better name. Well, this story is about the Duel Monster themselves, because 99% of the time it's about the characters. Come on, give the Monsters some love man. Also, there will be monsters from the GX and 5D's eras because I feel that this fandom should encompass all three gens when it comes to the monsters. And we shall be focusing in the Tribes (Spellcaster, Warrior, etc.) And the first one? Spellcasters, duh. But enough talk; HAVE AT YOU!
Dark Magician Girl : Annie doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! nor anything else you see here.
- The Secret -
- Spellcasters -
- The Secret Village of the Spellcasters -
- Magician's Valkyria's POV -
"Hey Val! Dark Sage is looking for you!"
My head snapped up from the runes that I was translating. I knew instantly who it was.
"Girl, come on in!" I yelled, hoping that if I'm fast enough, I could get these runes translated for Breaker. I brushed back a lock of auburn hair out of my face so I could continue with the runes.
Dark Magician Girl's blonde head popped out from my door, grinning ear to ear. I smiled. DMG could make anyone feel great by just being next to her.
"Mind giving me a sec? I almost finished these runes for Breaker, and you know how he is when you don't give him something on time…" I said, before chucking when I thought about Breaker just plain freaking out when you give him something he asks for it after a day or so. It's odd, he's kind of a layback guy, which makes me wonder why he learned the art of the sword.
"Sure!" DMG chirped, still smiling. "Need any help?" she asked.
"Nah, I got it. I just didn't think how long this was going to take."
We stayed quiet for a while, with DMG just watching me do the runes, with her eyes wandering around my place from time to time.
"So…" DMG began, but her smile looked… mischievous? Oh Ra… this can't be good. Dark Magician Girl was sweet and had a good heart, but she could be a total gossiper. She had a grape vine that extended across nearly all the Tribes.
"I heard from one of my sources that you were… crushing on Silent Magician…"
"Before you say anything else, I am NOT crushing on him. No way. And second, who tipped you off?"
"So, you DO like him…"
"Answer the question."
Dark Magician Girl sighed before continuing on. "Fine, if you must know, it was the Magician of Faith."
Why am I not surprised? Sure, she acts all sweet and innocent and all, but on the inside, she's evil. Pure freaking evil.
I close the book of runes, finally finished. My right hand was sore from all the writing. I grabbed the parchment that I was writing the translation on, my staff, and me and DMG rushed out of the little house (but, to be truthful, it was more of a hut than a house.)
Breaker the Magical Warrior's house was down the street. Young Spellcasters were on the streets, laughing and playing. The older ones were chatting, talking about new spells among other things.
Our Spellcaster's Village was hidden well; we had magical barriers that so far no one that was not invited in couldn't come in. It was peaceful; nothing really happened. Which reminded me; I had to go change the emeralds on my hat and my staff.
Spellcasters had to change or 'recharge' the stones they used from time to time. Either it's from use or an overload of magic (which had happened to me before. Trust me, it wasn't fun.) or whatever, but sooner or later you would have to either replace it or fill it with a stronger mage's magic.
"Yo Breaker! Here's your translation!" I shouted, banging on his door.
The bronze-clad warrior opened his door, and smiled when he saw me. "Hey Val. And thank Slifer that you actually finished so fast."
"Fast? It took me a whole week!"
Breaker rolled his eyes. "Compared to some other mages, you're insanely fast. And, oh, hey DMG." he said, noticing the blue-clad magician next to me.
"Hey Breaker. How goes the sword training?" she asked.
Breaker shrugged. "Good. I think am getting better."
"Well, we got to go. Dark Sage needs to talk with me." I said and he nodded, understanding. You just… do NOT stand up Dark Sage. It's completely unrespectable. Spellcaster are drilled from the moment they get their staffs (or other magical object) that they respect their elders. I would really hate to see the idiot who would do that.
We hugged and said our good-byes, and rushed to through the small village to Dark Sage's house. It was one of the larger ones, and it was well kempt. It was a soft light green color, with a gorgeous wooden door; glossy and it had small gems imbedded into it, flicking faintly. Crystal wind chimes floated softly in the light breeze, a soothing sounds coming from the clashing crystals. The whole place resonated with a calming presence, like a sanctuary. Which it was; in a sense. Dark Sage nearly had an answer to any question. I have never seen him angered at any question (no matter how stupid it was.)
I gingerly touch one of the chimes, and the door opened for the both of us.
The inside was almost as amazing as the outside. Large cases of leather tomes were in order, each having small white gems on the spine that glowed softly. The floor looked like it was from the same tree that the door was from. And in the back, floating on magical energy, was Dark Sage.
And he wasn't alone. With him was Dark Magician, his older brother Dark Magician of Chaos, and… oh Obelisk.
Silent Magician LV8 was standing next to Dark Magician of Chaos. Okay, both Silent Magician LV8 and LV4 (which is his little brother) are mute. They talk through the art of telepathy, which is actually very hard for Spellcasters to learn. It's a skill mostly reversed for Psychics, but few Spellcasters have learned to speak with their minds instead of their mouths.
And, do I like him? Well… he's one of the sweetest guys I know and he's kind of cute… oh Ra, what am I thinking? I have to get on track here.
"Thank you Dark Magician Girl for bringing in Magician's Valkyria. Magician's Valkyria, do you know why you are here?" Dark Sage began, and the room was silent.
"No Dark Sage." I said truthfully, gripping my staff. My palms begin to sweat. What could I have done wrong? And to bring everyone else here… nothing came to mind. I was beginning to become worried.
Dark Sage turned to DMG. "Did you not tell her?" he asked, but it had no hint of malice.
Dark Magician Girl blushed. She began to twirl her staff; the sign that she was nervous. "Sorry Dark Sage. She was doing an translation for Breaker the Magical Warrior." she explained, still absent-mindfully twirling her blue and yellow staff.
"It's okay Dark Magician Girl. I understand." I think I saw her breath more easily when he said that.
"Well Magician's Valkyria, the Egyptian Gods have spoken."
My eyes widen at that statement. The Gods? He means that Slifer, Obelisk, and Ra have spoken? The last time they had spoken, it was about the Pharaoh Atem and the Millennium Items. Was… he back?
"It was not what you're thinking of." Dark Sage said, and I wondered how he knew what I was thinking. But then again, Dark Sage basically knew… well, almost everything.
"No… the Tournament…. It was returned."
Okay, THAT shocked me even more. The Tournament was back? After so many years… I couldn't believe it.
"And the Gods have spoken. You five are the Chosen Ones that will represent the Tribe of the Spellcasters."
I looked around. DMG looked like she was ready to explode. Dark Magician eyes were wide, and he nodded. Dark Magician of Chaos kept a cool façade on his face, but his eyes were glowing with excitement. But Silent Magician looked worried.
"What about my brother? Who will take care with him?" he asked mentally, his thoughts echoing out.
"Do not worry Silent Magician LV8. I have asked the Magician of Black Chaos to look after him and to teach him. I assume you are fine with it." Dark Sage said. Silent Magician's eyes expanded, and he nodded rapidly; his white hat almost falling off his head. Black Chaos rarely took apprentices; this was huge. Magician of Black Chaos was one the greatest Spellcasters that we have.
DMG gave a glance at me with her bright blue eyes at me and she looked like she was going to squeal, but Dark Sage began to talk again.
"Tomorrow, we shall leave the Village. I am sure that the other Tribes have gotten the message. Gather everything and anything you might need; we cannot return until after the Tournament is over. You may be dismissed."
We all bowed respectfully at the elderly mage and left his house. I saw that Dark Magician of Chaos basically pulled his brother and Silent away to do Ra knows what.
…And, of course, DMG does it to me.
"Oh. My. Slifer! Can you believe it? The Tournament is back! The last time it happened was when—"
"Yeah, when Dark Sage was actually young." I said wearily. It had to be around six o'clock already. And I was up all last night trying to finish the runes I gave to Breaker. And now coupled with the fact that I was selected by the Gods to compete in the Tournament… it was a lot to take in one day.
"Hey," Dark Magician Girl whispered, sounding much more calmer and wiser. Actually… she sounded like Dark Magician. I guess the apprenticeship had passed on some things. "It is a lot to take in. I just… you know, go a bit overboard…"
"A bit?" I questioned and we both smirked. DMG patted me on the back. "Anyway girl; get packed. We have a long day for us tomorrow."
Me and her walked together to her place where I dropped her off. I sighed before entering my little hut/house.
Like I said before, this thing passes as a hut. It was basically just one huge room with doors that signaled what should be the kitchen, my bedroom, and the bathroom. That's about it… yeah, I don't have a lot of money, I just… you know, try to live with what you got.
My desk was scattered with papers; some new spells I made up along with some other translations of various other runes and languages. I was meaning to organize them…
I rolled my eyes at myself. I… well, to be truthful, I really didn't know what to think about myself. Sometimes, I really wonder if this is my life, and not just a dream…
I shook off my feelings mentally. It's just the stress… man, I'm losing it…
I went into my room and grabbed a large royal blue bag that I used for packing. I start to fit anything and everything I could need; a couple sets of clothes, my book of spells, my extra staff; you know, the regular Spellcaster stuff. The I flopped onto the bed uncaringly.
Could this actually happen in such as short amount of time? It all seemed unreal… just like everything else…
Weariness pounded on my eyelids, begging them to closed and fall into a restless sleep. And I let them do just that.
In the back of my mind, I hear the words echo softly like a lullaby that my mother would sing to me.
"Chosen One of the Spellcasters, rest, as you will need it for it is to come…"
Me : And we're done! And I have noticed that there a barely any stories about the world of Duel Monsters themselves, which I think is weird. There is a LOT of things fanfic writers like myself can expand on.
Well, I did a fan favorite, the Spellcasters! So, I want you guys to decide on who you want to hear next! The choice is between the Warriors, the Machines, and the Winged Beasts! Place it in a review or a PM, I don't really care which one you choose.
Also, I thought of adding a Fun Fact to each chapter about the character and the Tribe who had the POV.
Fun Fact - First, I see that the Spellcasters are a scholar society of sorts. They mostly try out new spells and find old tombs; etc. You know, the pursuit of knowledge. Two, you'll see that Magician's Valkyria is unsure about herself. The poor girl overworks herself. This shall be seen a lot with her. And three, I'm going to get killed for this, but I believe that Magician's Valkyria is a MILLION times better looking than DMG. Sorry fan boys, but I honestly think so.
Anyway… I don't have much to say, other than review!
