The Three Titans

Written by Kp606

I do not own Yugioh!, or any of it's characters.

Also thanks to the kind intercession of a reviewer, I have re-written some parts and made it a lot better. Thank you!

Tea and Grandpa were running frantically to where Yugi was traced by Mokuba. Both were expecting to see him standing there, dueling someone, and winning.

Or at least this is what Tea thought. However, when they reached the front of the tent they saw, to there horror, little Yugi, lying on the ground unconscious. He was scrunched up, facing away from them. Tea screamed and ran over to him. It seemed to take an eternity to reach him but she finally did, almost tripping as she knelt before him. Tea took her hand and wrapped it around his neck. She put her fingers on the side of his neck and felt for a pulse. Her heart was beating frantically, the sweat was pouring down her face.

"He's alive, but he's week, Grandpa we need to get him to a hospital now!" Tea said, the stress lifting slightly from her already weak heart.

Grandpa, who already had high blood pressure from all the running turned and ran, approaching a woman with long blonde hair who was on her cell phone. In the mean time Tea bent down and hugged the unconscious body of Yugi. She was praying, begging, that he would be alright.

Elsewhere...

A man, with a dark complexion and light blonde long hair was sitting on a park bench, laughing. Around his neck was a large golden pyramid like Necklace. The sunlight that burst through the trees refracted off of it quite beautifully. He continued to laugh, quite hysterically. People passed by and looked at him with raised eyebrows, but paid no attention, he just continued to laugh. He was laughing quite unusually too. It was a deep, evil laugh that seemed to send shiver down the backs of passerby's. He was hunched over the backrest, looking up into the sky, he looked calm, happy, like something went the way he wanted it to. After about a few minutes he stopped and looked straight forward. And sniggered.

"Strings!" he shouted raising a golden rod with an eye on the top. It looked ancient and almost like a weapon. "Strings! Find Seto Kaiba! Get me my Obelisk so that I may rule!" he broke out laughing hysterically again and the thing around his neck glowed, quite dangerously. A dark feeling seemed to loom over the park for that split second; something had gone wrong, terribly wrong.

In the mean time, Tea and Grandpa were able to get a hospital for Yugi. The doctor said he was in critical condition. They were given a small room, with a simple tile floor, and small window, and a picture of a beach that hung on the wall, bringing a positive feeling to an unhappy situation to most of the occupants. Tea on the other hand was not about to be relieved by a picture of some water and sand. Yugi was her friend, she didn't want to see bad things happening to him, but they did, they seemed to follow his almost.

'This makes no sense,' thought Tea as she looked at Yugi, almost ready to cry. 'I mean he doesn't even appear to have any physical wounds, and yet he's in critical condition. I wonder if this has something to do with...'

Tea's mouth dropped, she had just noticed, Yugi's puzzle, was gone. It was missed in all of the fuss; all though, to most, it is hard to imagine why a large golden pyramid necklace can't be noticed if missing. She yelled out to Grandpa about this, who almost fell of his chair, his already jumpy self getting more jumpy.

"But, but this makes no sense. How could this have happened? Oh no, he didn't did he? He, he lost a duel!"

By now, this was apparent. The two talked on how it could have happened, they were even more panicked then when Yugi was first found. Neither of them knew what to do. Yugi lose a duel? Yugi lost a duel once, to a power hungry man. But Yugi lost because he had a sense of honor, one that the man may never fully possess. Other than that, failure and loss was something new to all of the, Thoughts were racing through Tea's mind. Who did this, why, how strong were they, was Yugi safe? She was just so terrified, for her little friend...

Elsewhere

"Dang you Pikachu! It was a water type you should have one! Huh? Oh look, silly me, my phone is ringing."

A man with long lavender-hued hair out down his toy and reached over to grab his phone. He was wearing a cheesy red-tux and a smile like expression. "Industrial Illusions, Maxamillion Pegasus at your service. What can I do for you?"

"Hello Pegasus, guess who?"

Pegasus's mouth dropped. He knew that voice. The voice that haunted his dreams, it was Bakura. The sunlight that shone in seemed to stop. The hunter green plants that normally gleamed in the sunlight seemed to disappear in Pegasus's mind. Even the polished oak desk, with cheddar cheese, a glass of merlot, and silver overly priced pens, seemed to be lost in the darkness of fear. After about a second of total numbness, Pegasus shook to, and put the phone properly back up to his mouth.

"I don't know what on earth you could possibly want!" he yelled into the phone quite aggravated. "I don't have the eye anymore, you have it! Or have you forgotten with your incredibly small brain! The nerve of you, how did you get this number anyway?"

"Oh Pegasus, come come now, shadow powers extend far beyond simple telephone lines. Anyway, I have no intent of taking anything from you, well nothing you could give anyway, here, let me show you instead!"

The phone shook horribly and tiny beams of light shot from the phone. An ear-splitting sound erupted from the phone, yet even with all of these things happening, Pegasus seemed unaffected.

"Dammit!" Bakura yelled, "you've built an immunity to it! I will have..."

But Pegasus took no word after that. He sprang from his chair and pressed a small red button under his desk. He looked forward sternly at the oak French doors for a second, as thought waiting for something, in the back round he could hear the soft cursing of Bakura on the now dangling receiver. He then, rather strangely, sat back down, rather calmly. The floor gave, or at least the little bit underneath Pegasus. He fell into an elevator like contraption which brought him further down into the depths of the mansion. As he neared the floor, he didn't wait for it to stop. Pegasus hopped up and walked over to where his personal assistant, Kemo, was waiting. Kemo just simply watched as his master came closer and closer. It was an incredibly dark room, the smell of gasoline loomed in it. Although, there weren't any type of automobiles, even machines, in the compound.

"Kemo we have an emergency. Shadow business, surely you understand. We must head to the chopper, Men lock and load."

Simultaneously several clicks could be heard from the shadows, then eight fully armed me came out of the dark. The huge door, fit for an airplane hangar, opened and the ten men walked out, looking calm, but were more nervous than before. They headed off into the jungle like island, walking quickly and and looking straight forward, lying to themselves that everything would be okay.

ooc: Well I know there wasn't much dueling, but there will be. Hope it wasn't to confusing, send a review please for ideas and compliments etc.