Grand Theft Domino
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Kilnorc: That's right guys, Kilnorc here with a brand new, Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic! I got this idea from playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas and for some reason, the idea never left. So, after some positive feedback and encouragement, I've decided to write this. Now, I must warn you that future chapters will be filled with violence, references to mature themes such as some sexuality (although, not graphic...even I have standards), a lot of language and drug references.
Please, keep in mind that this is the first ever type of fic I've done since I became a fanfic author, and I've been doing research on stuff like this, so if it's confusing, I do apologize.
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Crime. It's in every city, every small town, in every place of the world. Everyone tries to avoid crime, but no matter what they do, it always finds them somehow. Muggings, home invasions, drugs...it all hits home at one point.
Strangely, some people aren't forced to do crime. They do it as a means of getting by in life, to make a name for themselves. From small street gangs, to crime syndicates such as the Triad and Yakuza organizations.
Why do they do it, exactly? Do they perform these law-breaking acts to become famous? Not all the time. Sometimes...people do it because of their families. This is the story of some small-time gang members, who just wanted some vengeance and respect. What they got...was nothing like they had ever imagined.
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Monday Night, 10:30 PM, Domino City
The door creaked as it slowly opened. The door was locked moments before, but now, a young man with dirty blonde hair poked his head through the opening , his brown eyes scanning the dark room. He had been here so many times before, so it didn't surprise him that it was dark like now.
After easing through the open doorway, the teen quietly closed the door behind him and crept through the room, avoiding the kitchen furniture. Like a ninja, he made his way from the kitchen to the stairway. He knew what waited for him up there...he knew what he had to do before moving on with his evening.
Quiet as a mouse, he stalked up the steps, avoiding the ones that would creak loudly and alert the resident of his presence. As soon as he reached the top landing, he could see light seeping out from under a closed door nearby.
Grinning like the Chesire Cat, he walked over and gripped the doorknob, twisting it with careful ease. After turning it as far as he could, he slowly pushed the door all the way open, looking at the prize that awaited him. There, sitting at a desk, head on text books, was a young girl. She looked so cute, her head on her books like that.
She must've fallen asleep doing her homework... the blonde shook his head, Least she has me to give her a wake-up call.
Losing his stealthy footwork, the young man walked up behind the girl and brushed a few strands of cinnamon colored hair away from her eyes.
That hair is so soft and beautiful. She tries so hard to do well at school, and she also keeps up with her physical beauty. She'll be quite a heartbreaker whens he gets older he thought, staring down at her, Well, time to get to work...
He bent down and grabbed the girl's shoulders, shaking her gently at first, then a little more every few shakes.
"Serenity...,"
The girl groaned and turned her head, burying her face in her books some more.
"Serenity, wake up,"
"Mmm...I don't wanna...,"
"Wake up, Little Sis. It's late,"
"Then lemme sleep,"
"I will, but I won't let you sleep on your schoolwork,"
The girl moaned loudly and lifted her head, yawning, "Sleep...,"
After yawning and rubbing her tired, brown eyes, the girl turned and looked up. Seeing the blonde teen behind her, a wide smile suddenly appeared on her face, "JOEY!"
Joey Wheeler grinned as his baby sister shot up from her chair and wrapped her arms around his body, "Hey there, Sleepyhead. How you doin'?" he asked.
"I've been doing great, Joey!" Serenity looked up at him again, this time, a look of worry filling her eyes, "What about you? You need help? You can stay here as long as you want, I have some extra money that I can-,"
Joey planted a finger on her lips, silencing her, "I'm just here to see how my baby sis is doin', that's all. I'm not here for a place to hide out, and I sure as hell don't need any cash. Especially yours," he poked her forehead, "That's yours, and I want you to use it for you, not on me...got it?"
"But Joey-,"
"But nothing, Serenity," he scolded, "I mean it. I don't visit my family for some cold hard cash...unlike that bastard father of ours,"
Serenity sighed and walked over to her bed, sitting down on the mattress, "So, he's still using his work money for gambling and drinking,"
Joey nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, "I dunno how you know about that, considering how Ma doesn't want anything to do with either of us, but yeah, he's doing that. He gets wasted off his damn ass and sleeps with any whore that he can find while I'm out trying to pay back his debts!" he snapped.
"Sshhh!" Serenity waved her hands, "Mom's asleep! If you wake her up, you'll have to leave,"
"Sorry," Joey scratched his head, "Just get worked up about him. I swear, he's gonna owe the wrong guy some money and he's gonna come home with a few fingers missing," he muttered.
He looked up at his sister and saw a sad look on her face.
"I'm sorry, 'Ren, I shouldn't say shit like that," he muttered, "Anyway, how's school going for ya?"
"Pretty good," Serenity nodded a little, "I'm passing all my classes,"
"All A's?" Joey raised an eyebrow.
"A's and B's," Serenity smiled sheepishly, "I do what I can,"
Joey chuckled and walked over, placing his hand on his sister's head, ruffling her hair, "That's all anyone can ask of ya, 'Ren. Don't push yourself to please anyone who wants you to go nuts for grades. Just do what ya can,"
Serenity giggled and grabbed his hand, "Will do, Big Brother,". She looked down at his knuckles and saw that they were all scraped up and had dried blood caked on his skin.
"Joey...,"
Her brother pulled his hand away, "Just cut myself, 'Ren, don't worry," he murmured, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets.
Serenity shook her head, "No, you didn't Joey! I know what you do, Joey, and I want you to stop,"
"I haven't been doing anything!" Joey snapped defensively, "Even if I was, I can't stop,"
"Why not?!"
"Because!"
The two siblings glared at one another for a short time, the air so thick with tension, one could cut it with a knife.
"I'm sorry, Serenity," Joey shook his head and took a seat next to her on her bed, "It's just that this is what I have to do so we don't get kicked out. Our bastard father may be an alcholic, money-wasting asshole, but even I can't imagine him on the streets. You know what he would have to do to get his kicks?"
Serenity shook her head.
"Good," Joey pulled out his hands and rubbed his knuckles, "Serenity, I know you don't approve of what I do with my friends, but I do this to keep from living like a bum,"
"You could come live here...,"
"No, I can't," he shook his head, "Ma wouldn't want me. If she did want me, she wouldn't have left me with that sonofabitch. She would've let me come stay with you two the first time!"
Serenity leaned over and put her head on her brother's shoulder, "Just give her time, Joey. I'm sure she'll come around,"
Joey mentally scoffed, "I guess so...," he looked at the clock, "Shit, I forgot it was that late," he looked back at his sister, "You should get to bed, Serenity. Tonight's a school night,"
"What about you?"
"Aw, I'm failin' anyway, it doesn't matter when I go to bed,"
After giving his sister a kiss on her forehead, he made his way to her bedroom window, "This would be better than accidently wakin' up Ma...," he whispered, pushing the window open, "Take care, Little Sis,"
Serenity nodded and waved as he climbed out, "You too, Big Brother,"
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With a loud clunk, a can of soda rolled out of the vending machine after Joey pressed his choice. He snatched the can and cracked it open as dozens of cars roared behind him.
"You could come live here...,"
Joey shook his head, his sister's words echoing inside his skull.
"Wish I could, Serenity, but it's not Ma I gotta worry about," he murmured to himself, turning around and looking at the night life of Domino City, "It's my other family...,"
After finishing his soda, Joey crushed the can with his head and tossed it to the side, not caring if it hit the trash can or not. The night was young and he had really nowhere to go for now. He was meeting up with some of his friends, but that wasn't until midnight...he had time to kill.
As he walked down the street, Joey turned into a corner, wanting to take a shortcut. As he made his way down the dark alley, he could hear voices echoing from the other end.
Ah, Domino...there's always something going on around every corner... he thought, still walking down the dark path. The voices grew louder, making them easier to figure out. It didn't take long for Joey to reach the source of the voices.
Two tall, bald men, who looked identical, stood in front of another man, one with shocking white hair and a small set of scars under his right eye. The bald men were dressed in fine suits, although, the suits didn't look normal. Most suits had black, dark blue, or even silver linings on the sleeves or pockets. These didn't.
One man wore a suit that had green linings on his pockets with buttons to match. The other bald man, wore a matching suit, only he had orange linings on his. The one thing that these two in common besides the colors of their suits and their looks, was a Chinese symbol tattooed on their forehead.
Now, this is new...why are they here? Joey wondered, looking at the third man.
Dressed in dark, loose clothing, the man with white hair and scars glared at the two men, arms jammed into his pockets.
"I said, I want my cut," the white haired man hissed.
The bald men smirked at him.
"You fool!"
"Our boss has already given you your money,"
"The money that was arranged beforehand,"
"So why, do you insist on more?"
"We did not cheat you, so why screw with us?"
"You have a death wish?"
The scarred man opened his mouth to snap, but noticed Joey nearby. He turned his head to him, "What the fuck do you want?!" he hissed.
Joey held up his hands quickly as the bald men turned and reached for something in their jacket pockets.
"Chill, Bakura. Look, I'm passing through, alright," he explained, glancing at the two taller men, "I don't want trouble from you, or from the Triad,"
Bakura growled and jerked his head to the side, "Then move along, mutt, I don't want to waste my time and energy on a street mongrel,"
"I'm movin', I'm movin'...," Joey muttered, quickly walking past the trio, "Oh hey," he turned, but kept walking backward, "Any chance I get some good time with Mai anytime soon?"
"Get the fuck outta here, Wheeler!"
Joey yelped and darted off, leaving the three men far behind.
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Monday, 12:10 AM Domino City Auto Scrapyard
"He's late,"
"He'll be here,"
Tristan Taylor, a gruff young man with a strange hairdo (brown hair pointing up and outward), checked his watch, "I dunno Duke,...what if he ran into Marik and his Ghouls?"
Duke Devlin, a young man with spikey black hair and a dice earring, shrugged, "Then we go kick Ghoul ass like we always do,"
"If that happens, maybe we could actually take control of stuff," Tristan growled, pulling out a gray pistol.
"Dude, new gun?"
Tristan grinned at Duke's question as the magazine clip popped out, "Yep. I know a guy...gives me all the best stuff. Honestly, I think if we were to finally try and kick Marik and his Ghouls out of Domino, or at least, outta our part of the city, he'd give us what we need for it,"
"Can't you get your sister to give us shit, man? Ain't she a cop or something?" (1)
The brunette glared at him, sliding the magazine back into his pistol, "Fuck that man. I'm not gettin' her involved,"
"Why, cuz she's a cop and might screw us over?"
"No!" Tristan snapped, tucking the pistol behind him, "It's just that she has a kid, my nephew, and if I get her involved in anything, that puts not only her, but my nephew in danger, and if something should happen to them, I'd never forgive myself,"
A loud banging sound made the two of them jump to their feet, Tristan moving for his gun while Duke grabbed a nearby plank of wood. They were staying in a large, rundown shed that lay in the middle of a junkyard. This was pretty much the headquarters of their gang, the Card Kings.
"Whoever's out there, say your name or your gettin' an ass whooping!" Duke half-shouted, gripping the plank of wood.
"You even try that and you'll find yourself on the ass end of your own ass whooping...," a loud, calm voice shot back.
The door to the shed opened up and two people stood in the doorway. One of them was a teenage girl with short brown hair and big blue eyes, wearing a short blue skirt, a pink jacket with a blouse underneath and a large blue bow over the jacket: the standard girl's uniform of Domino High School.
The second person was a young man with hair even crazier than Tristan's hair. It had three seperate colors: a body of black hair, with red highlights and golden-blonde, lighting-tipped bangs. His violet eyes darted from both Duke and Tristan as he took off his blue cape (which he modified from a blue uniform jacket), "Duke, Tristan...where the hell is Joey?"
Duke quickly dropped the plank of wood, "I dunno, Yami...he hasn't show up yet. Tea," he nodded at the teenage girl, "Lookin' cute as always,"
Tea Gardner giggled, "And you're being flirty as always," she slowly wrapped an arm around Yami's arm, "Just remember you got to be careful who you flirt with,"
"Yeah, no shit," Duke muttered, taking a seat on an old bean bag chair, "So, we're still one short...,"
Yami Motou remained quiet as he took a seat on a folding chair, Tea wrapping her arms around him from behind.
"Anyone have any idea where he could be?" Tea asked, checking her watch.
"Probably stopping by to see Mai again for a quickie," Duke muttered, putting his hands behind his head, "Although, it'd have to be a free quickie, 'cuz I don't think Bakura would let him anywhere near Mai 'cause he doesn't have any money to his name,"
"I got money, asshole!"
Everyone looked to the doorway to see Joey standing there, a large paperbag in one hand and a tray of cups in the other.
"Least enough to buy some snacks," Joey added, tossing the bag to Duke, "Get your shit and be glad I'm letting you have any now, Devlin,".
He walked over to Yami and slapped his shoulder, "Hey, sorry I'm late. Dropped by Burger World to grab some brainfood,"
"Brainfood?" Duke took a bite of his burger and chewed a few times, "There's not enough food in the world to help your brain, Wheeler,"
Joey glared at the dice-loving teen and snatched his burger away, then poured out his soda onto his pants, "Smartass,"
"Dude, what the hell?!" Duke shot up from his seat, trying to wipe his pants dry, "Great, now I looked like I pissed myself!"
"Enough!"
Duke and Joey looked back at Yami, who had his hand raised, and a stern look on his face.
"Sorry, Yami...,"
"Sorry, Boss,"
Yami lowered his hand, "We have enough problems with our rivals and the big bosses in the inner city, we don't need problems within our own group. Now, I'm sorry that I had to call you all here this late, but it was the only time I was able to...,"
That was true. Even though Yami was leader of the Card Kings, he did have other responsibilities. His family ran the Kame Game Shop in town, and he was helping his grandfather Solomon, and his little brother Yugi stock the shelves with new merchandise. That, and the date with Tea a few hours earlier, pushed back his schedule a considerable amount.
"So, why are we here, Yami?" Tristan asked with a mouthful of burger meat.
Yami cleared his throat, "I've come across information that Marik Ishtar and his Ghouls are going to try and invade our territory-,"
"What the hell?!"
"Assholes!"
"Shit, dude,"
"Enough!" Yami repeated in a loud voice, "Now, I know that as rival gangs, we are entitled to try and steal territory from each other, but right now they outnumber us-,"
"Yeah, but not by much," Duke interrupted, earning a glare from his leader, "Seriously, Yami, there's five of us, and there's like six or seven of those assholes,"
"Four, Duke, four," Tea corrected him, "I'm only in affiliation with you guys because of Yami,".
Joey gawked at her, "What the fuck are me and Tristan, chopped liver?!"
"I only said Yami because he's more than just a friend," Tea stuck out her tongue.
Yami chuckled at his friends, "Okay, okay...calm down. Any suggestions as to solving our problem?"
Tristan raised his hand, "Why not get Ushio to help us out? He's big, rough, and can take down at least three of those freaks," (2)
Joey waved him off, "Hell no! Remember what he did to Yugi? Beat the shit outta him and demanded 200,000 yen for protection money!"
"Yeah, until Yami kicked his ass," Tristan reminded him, "He spent four months in the hospital. Now, he avoids Yugi, Yami...," he waved to the whole group, "..all of us because we're connected with him. Why not him?!"
"Because...," Yami said slowly, "He's already a hired hand of Marik. He may have been avoiding us, but he still demands protection money from other kids and then he gives a large percentage of that money to Marik. Either way, he's not our answer,"
"What about Bakura?"
Tea made a disgusted look, "No! Absolutely not! I don't want an ass who uses girls to get money anywhere near me!"
Yami sighed, "That one's out too...," he scratched his head, "Seriously. We need some kind of advantage here. I don't mean to put down Joey and Tristan's brute power here, but even with those Ghouls, we're in deep shit...,"
"...Hirutani,"
"What?"
Joey looked up at the ceiling, holding his half-empty cup, "Yami knows who I mean...the leader of the Rintama High School gang. He's got a good amount of muscle under his wing...like four or five guys," he shrugged, "Yeah, we've got bad blood between us, but they don't like the Ghouls like us, so it's worth trying at least," (3)
Yami clicked his tongue and nodded slowly, "Got a point there, Joey. After school tomorrow, you and I will go and talk to him," he looked at his other members, "Tristan, Duke, you guys stay put and make sure that not one Ghoul steps in our area, or makes a move at Tea,"
Tristan, Joey, and Duke nodded, "Got it, Boss," they said in unison.
"Good...now, Joey, go get Duke something to eat,"
"What?!"
"Yes, there is justice, even in our group!"
WHAP!
"OW! DAMMIT, WHEELER!"
With that, the evening ended without much excitement. If anyone were to look at this group of teenagers with a quick glance, they wouldn't think that they were a gang of kids who did what they had to in life to get by.
Joey Wheeler was a kid living between divorced parents: one who wouldn't take him, and one who didn't want him. He was once a ruthless street fighter, who cared for no one but his best friend Tristan and his little sister Serenity...until he met Yami and joined him. Under his wing, Joey gained a new friend and learned some valuable insight.
Tristan Taylor was Joey's right hand man and best friend. Good with about any gun, reliable in a fist-fight, and someone who would never leave a friend behind.
Duke Devlin was once a loner who picked on who he could to get respect, but after meeting Yami and his friends, he became a member of their little group.
Tea Gardner, while not really a gang member, was considered the "Gang Princess" because she was going out with Yami. She's always supported the guys, but also always kept them from doing suicidal things.
Yami Motou was the leader of the gang. Smart, loyal, and kind-hearted, Yami would never let anything bad happen to any of his friends, his girlfriend, or his family. If anyone wanted a great leader to follow, he was that man.
These kids, these...gang members...just wanted to get by through life, defending their territory and their loved ones. They didn't really choose to become a gang, it just happened. It was something that they didn't see happening until it happened.
Gang? Maybe. Thugs? Hardly, at times. What they truly are deep down...is a family.
But...all families suffer hardships and go through all kinds of pain.
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Kilnorc: Well, that's the beginning. I do apologize if it's not what one would think of in this sort of fic, I gotta point out that this is the first time I've done this kinda thing as a whole fic. I'm sure some of you are a bit confused by some of the stuff in here, but don't worry, I'll explain in future chapters as best I can.
(1) According to Wikipedia, and a good friend of mine, Tristan Taylor does have a sister, and a nephew named Johji. Also, he is a sharpshooter. In a manga chapter, he said he could shoot a 100 yen piece 50 feet away with a BB gun.
(2) In the manga, this was the very first villain that Yami Yugi dealt after Yugi solved the Millenim Puzzle.
(3) In Season 0, this was a gang that had a leader who tried to force Joey into his gang, under the threat of harming his friends. Needless to say, both Yami and Joey dealt with the gang and it's leader.
Now, as it may already seem, this IS an AU fic, and I hope I can make it good and interesting.