My Shadow In The Dark
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Summary: Sometimes a person isn't who they seem. "I'm Weevil Underwood, Insect Duelist Extraordinaire!" And even if they are. Everyone has dark secrets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weevil's P.O.V
Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse and Slight Depression.
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Why does everyone mock me? Kicked out of Battle City, carried out of Duelist Kingdom on a ship the size of an ant...It's just not fair.
I'm stuck here walking home to Father. Father's probably drunk again.
"I'm home!" I push the door open and peek inside. Ugh, this house is filthy. I guess it's okay, though. There's probably a bug or two around that I can study.
Yes, that's my life. I'm an original piece of art. I'm my own shadow in the dark.
Weira came from downstairs and hugged me. Weira's my little sister. She's the one I duel for. I need the money to feed her, because Father doesn't work. She has long baby blue hair and thick glasses just like mine. She also shares my interest in bugs. She's fascinated by them, just like me.
No one knows I have a little sister, except Rex. If only Wheeler knew why I always cheated...Why I had to find some way to win, he'd have sympathy!
Yugi'd let me cheat! Weira hasn't eaten since I left. I don't have any money. And I can't tell DCF because here, they'll adopt us separately. I love Weira, and I wouldn't want to be separated from her at all.
"Weevil!"
She looked up at me with her adorable green eyes. "The caterpillar you found the other week? It metamor-meta-meta-"
"Metamorphisised?" I laughed as she nodded. "So it's a butterfly?"
"Yes."
"It's blue and green, right?"
"How did you know?"
She looked up at me excitedly. "Well, Weira, I recognized the type of caterpillar it was."
I know, it's kinda lame that I studied bugs. But my Father never took me out. So I would go out on the porch steps and study the bugs with Weira. When I started doing it, I was maybe 6 and Mother was still alive. Mother bought me an ant farm for my birthday. Weira was 2, but she'd come up in my room and watch them contentedly with me. Then, the day before I turned 8, the car crash...Father got into alcohol, and he stopped working. I had to start working at the gas station to make money for food. Sometimes I just wanna tell Weira to pack her things and tell her we're leaving. And I probably could do it, since I was now getting paid 12 dollars an hour at a Laundromat. All I had to do was sit and help people.
If I save some extra money, I can afford a down payment on a house. Or apartment. Man, I hope this next tournament comes up soon. I need money to get me and Weira outta here.
Then I heard it. The crash and smash of bottles. Father's awake. And he's been drinking. Weira looks at me, sheer fear gracing her delicate face.
It's time to be brave. I have a little money on me. I have to leave now. Weira can't afford another surgery. Last time, Father hit her eye so hard, she needed surgery to get it fixed. She was cross-eyed for a month.
I take a deep breathe and pick Weira up, running a grabbing her and my jacket. I then grab my duel disk, my cards, her cards and my antfarm, and shoot out the front door.
It's amazing what little sibling motivation can do to you. Like Joey and his little sister. But I'm only 12, and Weira's 8. I know I'm not the same as regular kids my age. Rex is 14, and he tells me about his parents. His family is rich, although he dresses not to show it. He doesn't like to be a show off, like that snoot, Kaiba.
Rex's Mother is still alive. She's really nice, I went over Rex's house once, cause he's my best friend and all. Rex's Father looks just like an older version of him, and he's always really nice. He calls me 'Weevy' like my Mother and Father use to before...
"I'm sorry!" I jumped as I ran into someone. Weira, who had been on my back, rubbed her back side and grabbed the stuff I dropped, handing me my jacket. "Weevil, put it on or else you'll get sick."
I looked up to see who I had run into. IT CAN'T BE! It's Yugi and Co! Joey's glaring at me, because technically I ran into him.
I quickly put my jacket on and put Weira on my back, grabbing everything else.
"Hey Weevil, who's the other freak on your back?"
Weira looked around to hide her blush of shame. Serenity hit Joey for saying something so rude, and I just glared at him. "That would be my little sister, you simple minded inch worm."
I quickly slid my duel disk and cards on, just to make it less things for me to carry. I handed her her cards and watched her take them, a shameful look on her face. I put my ant farm under one arm and pointed at Joey accusingly. "You should be ashamed of yourself, you dung beetle! Weira's only 8, and for your information-"
"WEEVIL YOU BRAT!"
I turned around and saw my Father, who had caught up to us, stumbling after me drunkenly.
I squeaked and ran behind Yugi's gang, hoping I would turn invisible. Weira, who was on my back, also hid.
If it's possible to feel lower than Bug Slime, I did. I was so scared and terrified...That I began to cry.
Yugi looked back at me. And suddenly his gang created an unbreakable barrier around me. Like THEY were my friends. My father tried to surpass him, but they argued and fought back at him. After 10 minutes, after that huge blur of things, Weira and I watched the police car drive off with Father.
Yugi looked back at me, a tinge of concern in his eyes. "Weevil, are you and your sister okay?"
"Yes, as a matter if fact, we are, and we didn't need your help!" I scowled at them. I couldn't imagine how Weira must've felt. Possibly embarrassed that I ran and hid? I don't know. All I know is, before Yugi could say anything else, I picked Weira up and ran off. Again.
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Rika: Hey All! I know Weevil bashers are gonna kill me. I'll somehow get over it. I was almost dared to do this when I was reading Chapter 7 & 8 of Ash The Wanderer's Deathdealer.
It kinda made me wonder what makes Weevil tick. And then I thought, 'Wow, even for a cheater, he seems so miserable, and destined to win. Like he's trying for someone,' and the Joey-Serenity thing popped into my head.
This is a truly original piece of art, on which I already know I am going to get flames on from Weevil haters, but I just had to set the record straight. Weevil may be a bad guy, but no one truly knows someone unless you're in their shoes.
I, myself am a Weevil basher, but you can't help but feel sorry for the guy, really now. He never wins, he always gets caught, and he always tries so hard. There won't be any Weevil bashing here, so don't worry, Weevil adorers. I just want people to know you can't judge a book by its cover. And you can't judge a person by what you see at first sight.
Weevil Fans, this is for you! I'll have Chapter 2 up asap. Whether the Weevil bashers like it or not.
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Summary: Sometimes a person isn't who they seem. "I'm Weevil Underwood, Insect Duelist Extraordinaire!" And even if they are. Everyone has dark secrets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weevil's P.O.V
Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse and Slight Depression.
~
Why does everyone mock me? Kicked out of Battle City, carried out of Duelist Kingdom on a ship the size of an ant...It's just not fair.
I'm stuck here walking home to Father. Father's probably drunk again.
"I'm home!" I push the door open and peek inside. Ugh, this house is filthy. I guess it's okay, though. There's probably a bug or two around that I can study.
Yes, that's my life. I'm an original piece of art. I'm my own shadow in the dark.
Weira came from downstairs and hugged me. Weira's my little sister. She's the one I duel for. I need the money to feed her, because Father doesn't work. She has long baby blue hair and thick glasses just like mine. She also shares my interest in bugs. She's fascinated by them, just like me.
No one knows I have a little sister, except Rex. If only Wheeler knew why I always cheated...Why I had to find some way to win, he'd have sympathy!
Yugi'd let me cheat! Weira hasn't eaten since I left. I don't have any money. And I can't tell DCF because here, they'll adopt us separately. I love Weira, and I wouldn't want to be separated from her at all.
"Weevil!"
She looked up at me with her adorable green eyes. "The caterpillar you found the other week? It metamor-meta-meta-"
"Metamorphisised?" I laughed as she nodded. "So it's a butterfly?"
"Yes."
"It's blue and green, right?"
"How did you know?"
She looked up at me excitedly. "Well, Weira, I recognized the type of caterpillar it was."
I know, it's kinda lame that I studied bugs. But my Father never took me out. So I would go out on the porch steps and study the bugs with Weira. When I started doing it, I was maybe 6 and Mother was still alive. Mother bought me an ant farm for my birthday. Weira was 2, but she'd come up in my room and watch them contentedly with me. Then, the day before I turned 8, the car crash...Father got into alcohol, and he stopped working. I had to start working at the gas station to make money for food. Sometimes I just wanna tell Weira to pack her things and tell her we're leaving. And I probably could do it, since I was now getting paid 12 dollars an hour at a Laundromat. All I had to do was sit and help people.
If I save some extra money, I can afford a down payment on a house. Or apartment. Man, I hope this next tournament comes up soon. I need money to get me and Weira outta here.
Then I heard it. The crash and smash of bottles. Father's awake. And he's been drinking. Weira looks at me, sheer fear gracing her delicate face.
It's time to be brave. I have a little money on me. I have to leave now. Weira can't afford another surgery. Last time, Father hit her eye so hard, she needed surgery to get it fixed. She was cross-eyed for a month.
I take a deep breathe and pick Weira up, running a grabbing her and my jacket. I then grab my duel disk, my cards, her cards and my antfarm, and shoot out the front door.
It's amazing what little sibling motivation can do to you. Like Joey and his little sister. But I'm only 12, and Weira's 8. I know I'm not the same as regular kids my age. Rex is 14, and he tells me about his parents. His family is rich, although he dresses not to show it. He doesn't like to be a show off, like that snoot, Kaiba.
Rex's Mother is still alive. She's really nice, I went over Rex's house once, cause he's my best friend and all. Rex's Father looks just like an older version of him, and he's always really nice. He calls me 'Weevy' like my Mother and Father use to before...
"I'm sorry!" I jumped as I ran into someone. Weira, who had been on my back, rubbed her back side and grabbed the stuff I dropped, handing me my jacket. "Weevil, put it on or else you'll get sick."
I looked up to see who I had run into. IT CAN'T BE! It's Yugi and Co! Joey's glaring at me, because technically I ran into him.
I quickly put my jacket on and put Weira on my back, grabbing everything else.
"Hey Weevil, who's the other freak on your back?"
Weira looked around to hide her blush of shame. Serenity hit Joey for saying something so rude, and I just glared at him. "That would be my little sister, you simple minded inch worm."
I quickly slid my duel disk and cards on, just to make it less things for me to carry. I handed her her cards and watched her take them, a shameful look on her face. I put my ant farm under one arm and pointed at Joey accusingly. "You should be ashamed of yourself, you dung beetle! Weira's only 8, and for your information-"
"WEEVIL YOU BRAT!"
I turned around and saw my Father, who had caught up to us, stumbling after me drunkenly.
I squeaked and ran behind Yugi's gang, hoping I would turn invisible. Weira, who was on my back, also hid.
If it's possible to feel lower than Bug Slime, I did. I was so scared and terrified...That I began to cry.
Yugi looked back at me. And suddenly his gang created an unbreakable barrier around me. Like THEY were my friends. My father tried to surpass him, but they argued and fought back at him. After 10 minutes, after that huge blur of things, Weira and I watched the police car drive off with Father.
Yugi looked back at me, a tinge of concern in his eyes. "Weevil, are you and your sister okay?"
"Yes, as a matter if fact, we are, and we didn't need your help!" I scowled at them. I couldn't imagine how Weira must've felt. Possibly embarrassed that I ran and hid? I don't know. All I know is, before Yugi could say anything else, I picked Weira up and ran off. Again.
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Rika: Hey All! I know Weevil bashers are gonna kill me. I'll somehow get over it. I was almost dared to do this when I was reading Chapter 7 & 8 of Ash The Wanderer's Deathdealer.
It kinda made me wonder what makes Weevil tick. And then I thought, 'Wow, even for a cheater, he seems so miserable, and destined to win. Like he's trying for someone,' and the Joey-Serenity thing popped into my head.
This is a truly original piece of art, on which I already know I am going to get flames on from Weevil haters, but I just had to set the record straight. Weevil may be a bad guy, but no one truly knows someone unless you're in their shoes.
I, myself am a Weevil basher, but you can't help but feel sorry for the guy, really now. He never wins, he always gets caught, and he always tries so hard. There won't be any Weevil bashing here, so don't worry, Weevil adorers. I just want people to know you can't judge a book by its cover. And you can't judge a person by what you see at first sight.
Weevil Fans, this is for you! I'll have Chapter 2 up asap. Whether the Weevil bashers like it or not.