Chapter 1
The sun dipped below the horizon lighting up the sky in a beautiful display of red and gold. The light was admired by all, save one. A small statue of a magician in a purple cloak lifted its staff and pointed it toward the prone figure in the nearby bed. The speaker on the base of the started releasing blaster sounds and the light blub in the tip of the staff made a pulsing glow. A strong pale arm reached out from under the covers, taping the statue on the head to stop the alarm. The covers slid back to reveal star shaped tricolour hair that could belong to only one person... Yugi Moto; King of Games,Lord of Monsters and Emperor of Shadows.
He sat up and stretched like a cat while making a strange purring noise. He climbed out of bed and promptly tripped over his shoes. He moaned,stood up again, and swayed to the washroom. He opened the door, walked in and slipped on the puddle of water that had dripped from the fan. He turned on the water and took a hot shower. He picked up his towel and wrapped it around his waist. Yugi walked to his room than to the wardrobe. He put on his undergarments and then a pair of tight leather pants and a leather shirt, the one with all the buckles. He opened his jewelry box and put on a couple of chain bangles. He also put on the cartuhe with Yami's name in it. He opened the glass case that he kept his dog collars in. He reached toward his favourite, the black one with a couple of links of chain dangling from it, than he remembered that it was the anniversary of Yami's death. So he put on Yami's favourite, the plain blue one. Yugi than put a pad of paper and his blood red gel pen in his pockets. Yugi put on his custom duel disk. It had a curved stage with hieroglyphs around the edge and a millennium eye on the cuff. He reached down and picked up than clicked on his card belt( and a extra just for show). Yugi ran down the stairs to the kitchen, he could smell his favourite green tea brewing. He waved hello to his Grandpa and poured himself a mug of tea. He put a crumpet with butter and jam in the toaster oven for a few minutes then took it out again. Yugi sat down to eat his breakfast ( even though it was more like dinner time!)
"Good morning to you Yugi!" said Grampa " You know, your mom is planing to come over tonight." Yugi spluttered and nearly choked on his tea. "When!?" wrote Yugi on his pad. "Very soon, she should be here in an hour or two."Yugi gulped, bolted down the rest of his breakfast and ran up the stairs.
Yugi sat at his desk trying to catch his breath and calm down. His thoughts were racing "What if Mom knows about Yami!? What if shes specious of me not being able to talk?!, What if she try's to take back to Egypt with her! Or worse! If she try's to forbid me from duelling!". Yugi forced all those thoughts down and sat down to write a letter to Yami.
Address Heaven or hell (location unknown)
Dear Yami
The second duellist kingdom yesterday went perfectly . I had the final duel in an abandoned grave yard. When Joey (the finalist) came in I came up from a fake coffin in a suit with my hair gelled back and holding a rose. I looked just like a movie vampire! He totally freaked out! However its not all good news I have "That Feeling" again but stronger than ever before. This time I think its for me... well.
Love and card games,Yugi
Yugi picked up the note and put in the photocopier to make a copy. When the printer was finished he took out the original and picked up a lighter from the desk and set fire to it. He leaned out the window and let go of the paper watching the ashes drifting up into the sky until he could see them no longer.
He pasted the other in his journal made up of letters to Yami. Yugi sighed and walked back down the stairs. "Oh! Hello Yugi, are you going out?" said Grampa .Yugi wrote on his pad "Yes I am. Goodbye."
``Well stay safe!` said Grampa ` I will.` wrote Yugi. Yugi walked to the coat rack put on his cloak and buckled up a pair of black motorcycle boots. He pulled up his hood and headed out the door. Yugi walked down the dark streets to one place in particular.
