Chapter One: All in the Golden Afternoon

A girl was riding her bicycle down the road. It was not an abnormal sight, really. The girl was nothing special; she had one of those faces that you could forget about five seconds after you saw her. The bike she was riding was an eye-catching shade of neon orange. it had pegs and a very large navy blue basket. It did not have a single spot of rust and it was clearly well cared for by the girl.

Speaking of the girl, she was pedaling on said bike quickly. The rate, at which she was pedaling, however changed drastically when she entered a nature conservation. Now, she was pedaling leisurely, enjoying the view of the trees that surrounded the path. Finally, she reached her destination.

It was a lookout point along the path, which was on a cliff facing the city which she had come from. The view was simply breath-taking and well worth the kilometres of biking it took. The girl dismounted from her bike, put the kickstand down and with a whispered "Wow.", leaned on the safety railing. She was perfectly content with admiring the sprawling urban metropolis. if she could, the girl would stay here all day, looking at how the other people went about their lives. Unfortunately, she could not stand there forever.

A polite cough tore the girl from her thoughts. Startled, she turned to see a photographer standing at the path, a camera in his hands. "Oh! Sorry." the girl exclaimed, backing away from the edge.

"Actually," the man said "I was wondering if it would be alright with you if I took some pictures of you. You looked so peaceful standing there."

The girl blushed and waved her hands in a negative gesture "I... I'm flattered really, but... you see," the words started to come out rushed "I'm not the most photogenic person out there and you'll probably do better by getting someone else and I really am sorry, but I hate to get my picture taken and..."

The man stated to laugh, cutting off whatever the girl was about to say. "I understand completely," he said warmly "I feel the same way about being on the other side of the camera. That's why I became a photographer, after all."

The girl smiled at this and, bike in tow, made her way over to the photographer. Once there, she held up her hand. "My name's Meg."

"I'm Phil, pleased to meet you Meg."

"Pleased to meet you too, Phil. I hope I can see you again." With that, Meg hopped on her bike and started down the path towards her home.

Biking down the street, Meg stopped suddenly "On no," she groaned "I forgot to get groceries." Quickly, she turned into a park so she could cut through it and save some time and energy. Then, with much haste, she peddled down the gravel path.

Walking out of the grocery store, her arms full of bags, Meg began to load said bags into the basket of her bike. As she completed the precarious task, a withered old crone walked up to her. "Dearie," she said in a raspy voice "Could you help a weak, old woman with something?"

"Well," Meg began as she turned around to face the crone "What do you need help with?"

"I need you to help me find something. Just grab my hand and we'll be on our way.

Meg looked apprehensively at the hand the crone held out. There was something off about this crone, a certain... unnaturalness about her. That, and Meg was having flashbacks from The Little Mermaid. She took a step back, ready to turn away from the offered hand, when a memory of her favourite line in one of her favourite movies ran through her head. Fifty years from now, when you're looking back at your life, don't you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car? Meg sighed, grabbed the handlebars of her bicycle and took the old lady's hand. Instantly, the world around them disappeared into a kaleidoscope of colours.

Author's note: Ah, the age old cliff-hanger. My apologies for using this, but it was the best spot to end the chapter without going on for too long. Anyways, Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to 4Kids TV and Kazuki Takashi, not me, even though I haven't used anything from it yet.
This story is my attempt at the age old girl-falls-into-a-fandom fic. I would greatly appreciate any and all help at keeping this story fresh and nice (and not a Mary Sue). This will NOT be a romance between any of my OCs and any YGO character. There will be no romance involved in this story besides what is canon. Also, Phil is not important, feel free to forget about him. The crone/elderly lady however is.

I'll be using the japanese names, so Tea will be Anzu, Tristen-Honda, etc. The names will be westernized (family name last, given name first) and I"m not using suffixes, because they can get annoying.

TTFN, Dreamer #3