Taiwan-chan: hey people, this is a new series I decide or had help to make!
Kira: yes I'm back!
Taiwan-chan: Yes and for those who have read the serried "The secrets of the Immortal: Nicholas Flamel" Then you will understand!
Kira: Yup
Taiwan-chan: don't worry, the Millenium items story will be updated as soon as possible!
Kira: Taiwan-chan does not own The secrets of the immortal: Nicholas Flamel or Yu –Gi-Oh GX.
Taiwan-chan: GOGO!
-Flamels-
Prolog:
In the streets of London, England, it was a calm and eerie night. As the silence echoed around a small park, a cloaked figure hurried through the streets, the strangers long black coat bellowing out from behind. If one had seen the stranger this night, the police might have been called. But there was no sign of a police, it was then cleared that no one had seen the stranger. He then quickened his pace, determined to make it to the meeting place, before his employers became mad and fired him. If he was fired, it would mean that he would loose everything. His wife. His only sons. His daughters. Everything would be taken away from him.
After being out in the cold winter air for over 2 hours, the man finally reached his destination: the Dragon's Flagon. A local bar in vicinity. Taking a long deep breath, the man walked to the warm atmosphere. Walking tenderly, the man walked up to the bartender and ordered a half pint of beer. Pulling his hood from his face, revealing his haggard appearance. Stubble covered his face, the only evidence that this man has not shaved in a few months top. The smell of him told that he had not bathed in a while too. His once youthful eyes now held wear and old age, even though the man was still in his early 20's. His midnight blue hair was long and unkempt, a few strands curing around his lean and tanned face. Once he got his beer and swallowed half of it in one gulp, the man looked around, in attempt to find them. His one shred of hope that they might not have shown up destroyed, he picked himself up and walked over to the women and man that sat in a secluded area.
"Good evening Mr. Howard. How are you this fine winter night?" The black haired man asked, a cold edge to hi voice. God how he hated this man. Taking a sharp breath, he replied in a shakily voice, "I-I am q-quite fine, Mr. Dee" Curse his shakiness!
"Ah that is good to hear." Mr. Dee replied, sarcasm lacing every word. Turing to the women companion by his side, he points at her and says "Allow me to introduce you to my adopted daughter. Yubel Dee"
"A pleasure to meet you Howard-san" The women, Yubel said, as much sarcasm on the word 'pleasure' that would make her father cry in joy. Bowing her head slightly, her silver=blue hair fell around her face, and eyes. Her eyes intreged Howard the most. They were…blue and orange! Orange for crying out loud! 'She must be on of Mr. Dee's experiments' Howard thought, sympathy attacking his very core.
"Now, Mr. Howard. When we spoke on the phone earlier, you said that you discovered something that would help my….ah….'situation'….greatly." Dee said , resting his elbows on the table and clasping his hands together.
"Ah! Y-yes I did. I think I found the one with the pure fold aura that you have been looking for." Mr. Howard began. Looking slightly nervous.
Dee and Yubel's eyes widen and they looked at each other, before turning their attention back to the man before them.
"Who?" Yubel hissed out, narrowing her eyes. Mr. Howard gulped and pulled at his collar.
"A-a boy. N o-older then 6 at the most. I-I did some f-further investigation, a-and I discovered what his name is."
Dee smiled evilly. "What….is…it?" He said through gritted teeth, barely containing his excitement. Finally the Dark Elders will be risen once again…
"
H-his name i-is…." He takes a deep breath and closes his sapphire blue eyes, "Johan. Johan Anderson."