Geared
Chapter 1: Duel!
This is my first submission into the Yu-Gi-Oh! GX category of fanfic, and my first submission into under this email.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or the names/trademarks of the appertaining product that is Yu-Gi-Oh! Any problems? Kiss my ass.
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It was cold that night, he felt the coldness with each sharp breath he took, cutting into his throat like a knife and sweeping back his coat.
He closed his eyes as he remembered the good old days, where the sanctity of duelling was set and stone and the world practically revolved around it.
Now though, it seems as if duelling has become a lot more serious, the art of duelling separating the men from the boys, a makeshift right of passage set into a game of card and ink.
He even remembered that fateful day, when he first got his deck from his father, a world renowned duellist with a Ph. D in duelling of all things, Dr. Crowler.
He loved his deck and cherished it, added some of his own cards and took some out, it became quite a powerful deck, it made his father proud.
He stopped suddenly, under the dim glow of the street light, the thought of his father's deck running through his mind.
As he took it out he ran through the cards, they we're all there, each card, partially faded and worn with age but showing signs of good care.
As he slipped his deck back in his coat he looked at his duel disk, it wasn't as apparent as his father's which basically covered his entire body.
It was a simple duel disk, personalised at the wrist to look like a large gear with a blade like decoration for the cards to be used.
As he looked forward, he noticed a group of darkly clothed men and women, the men wearing a sort of leather trench coat with a blue trim and the girls wearing a revealing corset-miniskirt combination with a similar trench coat over their shoulders.
What grabbed his attention was the retro style duel disks around their wrists, originated from the Battle City tournament that seemed to be years ago.
As they, in their group, walked down the same street in which he stood, one of them turned their heads to see him, then pointed him out to the rest of his group, all eyes were now on him.
A tallish but muscular man, which seemed to be the leader of the group, stepped forward then held up his duel disk, in what was now the correct greeting and challenge of one duellist to the other. A small smirk spread across Tal's face as he too, raised his geared duel disk.
Both of them sprung to life as they activated before them after both players slotted their decks into the holder.
Both of them shouted the phrase in which everyone lived their duelling lives by, the words that echoed through the ears of duellists since the game was first created. "DUEL!"
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And that's that for the first chapter. I'm in the midst of writing the second chapter now so… Be back in about… Soonish.
Enjoy.