Muahaha! Welcome to my latest foray into Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfiction! This story has been in the works for a long time, and as such may not follow the most recent banlist. I will do my best on that one, but…ehh, no promises.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of its derivatives. This fanfiction is presented purely for my own amusement and that of my readers. Thank you!
Yu-Gi-Oh!: Power of the Elements
Prelude
My sisters and I... We've seen a lot. We've been around a long time, and our parents have been around longer. After all, they are practically immortal.
My mother is practically a fountain of stories. There is one she always tells, the one that has become the favorite of us kids. It's set in Ancient Egypt. I like it because it's all about war and battles. My sisters like it because there's a smattering of romance in there too. Plus, this story helps explain the origins of some of our own abilities.
Long ago, in Ancient Egypt, the game we call Duel Monsters was played a completely different way than it is now. Powerful priests and sorcerers drew on dark powers to bring real monsters to life in deadly Shadow Games. However, the Games got out of hand and threatened Egypt and the rest of the world. One pharaoh was brave enough to fight against the power. He sealed the ancient magic away in the seven Millennium Items, and saved the world.
That may have been the end of Mom's story, but it wasn't the end of the Games. After all, the power still existed, and like any other great and terrible power, there were those that sought it. As there were those that sought it, so some were able to achieve it. My parents were among those who gained control over the Shadows, and they taught their children. However, we, unlike most users of Shadow, had rules attached to the ability. Shadow Games were never to steal souls for our own gain. Through the centuries, we took the role of testers of souls, to challenge the abilities of those who tried to gain the ancient magic.
Not every user of Shadow magic has honor like us. In fact, I know one particular user who is the opposite of honorable ones like my family. My mother and she have been in conflict for thousands of years.
She calls herself the Queen of Oblivion, and with all the poor souls she's sent to the Shadow Realm and worse, she deserves the title. For millennia, she has been supporting those users of Shadow Magic like her, who would use the power for evil.
A thousand years ago, the Queen of Oblivion made a grave mistake. For all the time they had been feuding, she and my mother had abided by one law: they would stay out of human events. They were only allowed to indirectly influence others. Think the United States and the Soviet Union during the Cold War. The Queen finally tired of that, and allied herself with a powerful Shadow controller in a bid for world domination. They very nearly succeeded. The power of the Queen and her Shadow mage were too much for most. Those who did resist were generally given a one-way ticket to the Shadow Realm, courtesy of the Queen or her consort. My mother, horrified, searched for anyone who could stand up to them. Finally, she found three who were willing to try. One was a sorcerer, as strong as the Queen's consort but with the morals he never had. The second was a "Wildmage," a woman who had a strange bond with animals. The third was a master of dragons, proud beasts that rarely obeyed humans but who bowed to him.
Mother taught them powerful Shadow magic, and then they stormed the Queen's fortress. The battle was long and hard. The advantage went back and forth between the Queen and her Sorcerer and my mother and her trainees. Finally, after a long and difficult battle, my mother and the Three prevailed. However, my mother would not allow the victorious heroes to kill her old rival and the sorcerer. She said that it would throw off the balance of things, and that should the Queen be destroyed, it would lead to the rise of a more powerful evil. Instead, she performed a spell of Sealing, which locked the Queen and her consort on their "Fortress of Oblivion." It stands to this day on an island in the Atlantic.
Naturally, almost as soon as the Sealing was cast, the Queen and her consort were working to escape it. Finally, they have found a way. Should they or their children defeat my mother and the blood descendants of the Three, they will be able to break the Sealing.
My mother has been trying to find those descendants. Unfortunately, the Queen found them first. Now, she's invited them to her island, where they will either win or set her free.
These kids had better be good. If they're not, the world is doomed.
