Everyone Gets A Yami!
Author's notes:
Me: Hey people! I was reading several Yugioh fics and while almost all of them gave 'someone' a new millennium item, they usually did a poor job of it.
That's where this fic comes in. No plot… No ultimate evil… No full duels, unless I get inspired, with the fate of the world on the line… just everyone will get a Yami that FITS THERE PERSONALITY!
Each chapter should be an individual story about one of the characters getting there Yami from there point of view and the effects on them will be seen in the following chapters. The coughluckycough characters that will get one will be Joey, Mai, Mokuba, Tea, Tristan, and maybe Solomon Moto (grandpa)… oh and Seto will get the Rod back. I'll take any other suggestions but only if the reviewer rationalizes it to me (good luck).
Oh, and if you're wondering, I gave each of my muses a LARGE sleeping pill. They should be out of it until I finish this story. They would hassle me about this story to no end.
Death: (steps forward from the shadows) Indeed we would. However, there was one flaw in your great design… some of us don't eat, or even have a digestive track to absorb it… (GSO-Techu6 and Lunix95 join Death from the shadows)
Me: Eep… Uh, I don't own Yugioh but I do own these new Millennium Items and the Yamis that go with them, so ask me before using them. Now, I gotta run. (runs away with three of the alternate personalities hot on his heels)
Key:
"Normal speak"
:a hikari to his/her Yami:
#a Yami to his/her hikari#
The flip of a coin
"Awh man, I gotta get me some new cards." Said Joey as he frantically ran around the Kame game shop. He was moving back and forth between the display case for individual cards and the boxes of packs, trying to decide which to get. His constant movement was getting on the nerves of Tea and Tristan, who were reading a magazine and tossing a football respectively. Mr. Moto was taking a nap behind the counter, having given up hope on Joey ever making up his mind.
Tea lazily looked up from the dance magazine she was skimming through to watch her blond haired friend continue his mad dash. "Please Joey… next to Yugi, you're the last person who should improve his deck." Tristan stood up and put a hand on the Brooklyn-accent boy drawing his attention away from the display.
"She's right man. I mean you got second place in Duelist Kingdom, you were a big part in kicking digital butt against the Big 5, you were a finalist in Battle City, plus that whole instance with that Anubis guy…" Everyone paused and shuttered as if a cold wind blew through the store. "…What I mean is… you already got a great deck, why would you need some new cards to improve it?"
"Tha's just it Tristan." Joey shrugged off Tristan's hand and went back to the case, shoving his hands into his pockets. "While I am good, those duels showed me tha' I could be better." At this point Yugi had returned from an errand and Mr. Moto woke up, both taking an interest in Joey's words. "In Duelist Kingdom I got by more with luck than skill…"
Yugi decided to speak up. "But Joey, chance cards are a big part of your strategy. Your deck wouldn't be the same without them."
"I hear whacha sayin' Yug, an I don't plan to change tha'. Hear me out on this one though." Everyone drew quiet as Joey caught his breath and organized his thoughts. "I really thought I improved m'self before Battle City. I added s'veral new chance cards, added s'more power, and just threw in s'me cards that I though looked cool." As he was talking, Joey pulled out his deck and began to randomly shuffle through the various cards.
"I hear you man," Tristan said while reclaiming his seat. "Even though your deck was stronger, you were always being pushed to your limits and forced to rely on your luck even more."
"'Xactly Tristan, I thought I would just use my chance cards as a 'if I need them' use. But then, that Rare Hunter blew me away with Exodia, Espa Roba was stomping me right and left with Jinzo, Weevil's dirty little tricks were making it near impossible to hit him, and that was just the first rounds." Joey pressed his face against the case but he wasn't really looking at the cards right now. "In the semifinals, Odion threw me for'a loop with his 'mostly traps' strategy. Then that dirty lawyer of the Big 5, Johnson, mocked me by messin' with my dice and coins. Only Mako and, ironically, Marik fought me without forcin' me to rely only on luck."
For a few minutes there was complete silence in the game shop, until, "Hrumph, While that's all fine and well, Joey, leaving your face-print on my display case won't help your situation." Solomon Moto said from where he stood on a stool behind the counter, using the added height to lift the young blonds head off the glass. "Take the advice of an old man, and your dueling teacher, the cards in there are both out of your price range and not what you need. Get one of the packs."
Joey nodded and began his 'check-every-pocket-and-hope-you-have-enough-money' search and bought two of the cheapest packs…
He shuffled through the nothing commons that are abundant in the cheap packs…
He got to the two rare cards that were…
"MASKED SORCERER and RED MOON BABY!!!!!" Came the blond teen's cry of disappointment, causing everyone in the shop to kiss the floor shock.
"Tough break, Joey." Tea commented while looking over her friend's shoulder to see the nothing cards he got.
"Yugi!" Mrs. Moto's voice came from the upper floor of the game shop. "Go to bed. It's 10 and you got busy day tomorrow!"
"Mom!" Yugi whined back, embarrassed that, even at his age, he still has a bedtime. "My friends are over, and Grandpa might need help in the shop." Tea and Tristan both grinned at Yugi's words, know that was his standard excuse to skirt around his bedtime.
Yugi's mom walked down the staircase enough to see everyone in the shop, "Well, that's different then." She turns her gaze to the eldest Moto. "Father, close up the store now."
"But…"
"No 'but's dad, you need to get your sleep also. Yugi, bed, now. Father, close up the shop and go to bed." Both Moto men lowered there heads and complied, Yugi heading up the stairs, and Grandpa began shutting everything down. "Goodnight everyone," Mrs. Moto bowed and following her son upstairs.
"Night Mrs. Moto." Tristan and Tea chimed together. Joey was still blankly looking at the useless, to him, cards he got.
Tea looked down at her watch, "Wow, look at the time… Hey Tristan, could you give me a ride home."
"Sure," The pointy haired teen replied.
As they left, Solomon Moto finished shutting down the display lights… and notice his gaming student still standing in the middle of the floor. Carefully, he walked next to the blond, and prodded his shin with his foot. "Come on Joey, you heard my daughter."
"Wha… oh, sorry gramps," Joey murmured as he placed his new cards into his pants pocket… "Huh… what's…" and pulled out two 1,000 yen notes. "Woah, where did this doe come from?!?"
Grandpa looked up from where he was moving the day's profits from the register, to a safe. "Looks like your luck is changing for the better."
"And I know just what to do with it. Gramps, could'ya let me buy another pack, before my new-found luck wears out?"
"Sure, Joey." Grandpa took the register drawer out of the safe and put it on the counter. "Just make your decision quick."
"Ok, I'll just get one of the newer pack." Mr. Moto held out the newest display boxes, letting the teen take his pick. "I'll take tha' one." Joey gave the older man one of the notes and took the chosen pack and his change.
"Dad!" an irritated female voice came from up stairs.
"Coming!" Mr. Moto yelled back, while giving a look.
Joey nodded, understanding, "Later Gramps," and headed out the door.
Later
")# that old &$!#)," Joey cursed while looking at the few coins still in his hand. "Should've known better than ta' let HIM see any money." sigh "A'least he'll be gone when Serenity gets back." He muttered to himself, lying down on his bed.
After a few moments, the Brooklyn-teen reached inside his green jacket and pulled out the pack. On the cover was the picture of a sideways turned pot with a face for a lid, it's tongue hanging out with a pair dice rolling off. "Come'n lady luck. I could really use a break." Joey barely noticed the shift in the pack's weight as he began carefully tearing it open from top to bottom.
When he opened the package, a bright light shown from inside, "Huh???" and out, along with the face-down cards, dropped a big gold coin. "Wha' the…" as he turned the piece over in his hand, he notice how it looked like a large 50 yen, with the big hole in the center. On one side were four pictures aligned around the hole: on the left were three vertical squiggly lines that looked like a river, at the bottom were grain-like wisps, on the right was a pyramid shape, and at the top was a sun-like carving.
"Woah… good detail…" Then he turned it over… "Wha'…" on the other side was the upraised shape of an eye, the hole going thru the center, with two lines underneath, the same symbol on the Millennium Items. "Spooky… I'll ask Yug' and Ishizu 'bout it t'morrow." As he palms the coin, Joey flips the cards over and begins to scan thru them.
"Guess… luck was listening… with a s'nse of humor…" Inside were mostly some new chance cards, along with a few supports for some older chance cards. Then his fingers came in contact with a monster card with the same picture as on front of the packs. "Dice Jar??? Woah, talk about a chancy card, but if I get a four or higher it could wipe out an opponent in one shot."
Just then, the blond-haired teen heard the front door, quietly, open and close again. "Hello!" came a young girls voice. "Joey, are you home?!" The teen in question instantly recognized the voice.
"Serenity, up here!"
Almost instantly, a brown-haired girl with bright eyes, wearing a feminine business suit, walked thru the bedroom door. "Hey big brother, whacha doing?"
"Nuthin much sis, just going thru sum new cards I bought. How'd your first day interning for… gerrrrr …Kaiba go?"
Serenity ignored the way her brother spat when saying Seto's name. "It went well. Seto even complimented me on my money management skills."
"He did?!?" Joey asked, a little disbelief in his voice.
"Well… it was more like, 'your not nearly as incompetent as Crunk was when it comes to finances'." Serenity said while imitating her new boss's gruff tone. Both teens instantly burst into fits of laughter.
"Tha' sounds more like the Kaiba I know." Joey said after regaining his voice. "Hey Sis, look at this. It fell outta one of the packs I bought." He slowly open up his hand to show the coin to his sister.
"Wow, Joey! It look the pyramid thing your friend Yugi has." His sister then gets a look of concern on her face. "Do you think it's one of those Millennium Items?"
"Not sure," pondering the same question in his head, the blond rolled the coin over in his fingers. "There's only s'pose to be seven of them and all of those are accounted for… but it could be like that Pyramid of Light thing and have a different history behind it."
Both of the teens jumped when the door slammed open below. "Hey kidz, daddies back!"
Joey and Serenity ran downstairs, Joey grabbing the coin on his way out.
"Pops… whacha doing back so soon?!?" Joey yelled as they watched their father stumble back and forth in the living room, waving a bottle of Vodka in his hand. The rest of him reeked of several other liquors.
"Wats, can't a man come inta his own home wit'out gettin twenty qustions?" He walks over to Serenity's side, giving her a scrutinizing look. "Any way, wher's your paycheck gurl?"
"What do you mean father?" Serenity asked, trying to be civil. "I have only been working at Kaiba Corp. for one day. They haven't given me my first paycheck yet."
"Don's lie to yer father, 3!(# !!!" He yelled while striking her across the face, knocking her unconscious. Thes is tha way it's spose ta go. Yer spose to go ta work, get a chek, an give it ta me ta keep mi 'spirits' up!!!"
"&$!#) !!!" Joey yelled while taking a swing at the man, but he dodged it while stumbling to the side.
"Feh, Wha' ya goin ta do, boy? You coldn't never beat me, even whin I'm drinking. Ha, I mus be ta Drunken Master. Hahahaha!!!"
:Curse him. What should I do? I can't stay here with Serenity or else she might get hurt again. I got to stop him… but how?:
#Allow me, Mr. Wheeler.#
:What? Who said that? Where are you?:
#Look into your hand#
Joey looked down to see the coin still in his hand. :Are you saying that this really IS a Millennium Item?:
#Correct, Mr. Wheeler. My name is Joseph, Royal Egyptian Treasurer and Spirit of the Millennium Coin. Would you like my help?#
:Whatever man, you said you can help, how?:
#Allow me to take control. I shall play a little GAME with this miserable excuse for a father.#
:Alright man, but we're going to need to have a talk later.:
"Wha's you gonna do now boy?" His father continued talking. "If ya fight me I'll jest pound ya. Maybe yer 3!(# of a sister would put up a betta fight than you."
Sudden a glow came from Joey's hand. As he stood up his hair began to rise, as if he walked over a street vent, and took on a silver sheen at the tips. He looked up at the older man with a reckless confidence in his eyes. "You're right sir. I cannot defeat you in a physical fight. So how about we play a game." Slowly, Joseph reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a card.
"Feh, wha kindda game?"
"It is a fairly simple game that I am sure you could do even in your condition, sir." The neo-yami began to clear a space in the middle of floor. Using some of the debre he marked off two circles, one inside the other, and broke the space between them into six slots. He then took some number magnets from the refrigerator and placed one in each spot. Finally, he placed the trap card, 'Blind Destruction', in the center, causing a dark glow to form around the walls. "This game is called Blind Destruction and if you win you will get all my remaining prize money from the tournaments I was in…"
:WHAT!!! I'm saving that Serenity an my college tuitions!:
#Calm yourself my friend. All will be revealed.#
"…However, if I win, you will have to play a penalty game." Joseph continued while retrieving a die from a table.
"Heh, sounds fun, son. How da ya play?" The older man said, not noticing the overhead light flicker as the darkness begin to envelop the room.
"Simple, each turn we each will pick one of the six spaces I marked off. This die I hold in my hand will be rolled and if either of us is in the space matching the roll, that person losses. Still want to play?"
"Sur brat, I've always consderd myself a lucky man."
"Game start!" the both yelled.
"I'll go first." The older man said as he walks around the circle. "I'll pic the numba 5 spot."
Joseph nodded and handed him the die. "Find then. I shall pick the number 3 spot."
"Trying to sta away frm me, eh. Alright, I roll!" Joey's dad rolled the die. "Feh, a four… gess nothin happens, huh."
"Don't be so sure."
As Joseph spoke, a bolt of electricity sparked from the ceiling light and struck the floor in the number 4 spot.
The drunken father raised his hand, still holding the bottle, to shield his eyes from the bright light. "Wha the Hell?!"
"Heh," Joseph spoke with confidence. "You should know to expect the unexpected, when playing… A SHADOW GAME!!"
"A wha?" Joey's father asked while looking at the smoldering spot on the tile floor. Shaking his head, he growls and glares at, who he presume is, his son. "I don't care wha freaky game this is, I'm still gonna win!"
"Fine then, round two begins." The dark man said.
The next three round proceed with out either Wheeler loosing. The drunken man seems to become more shaken with each bolt of electricity. Scorch marks having blackened 4, 1, 3, and 2 in that order.
"Your hands are unsteady. Do you still wish to continue?" Joseph asked with mock concern.
"Shadup, I ain't backing down!"
"Very well, I shall pick 5."
"An I'll pick 6." As he prepares to roll, the drunkard gets an evil glint in his eyes.
Quickly, the older man drops his bottle and shoves his son to the right, having him land on the 3, 4, and 5 spaces.
As soon as sees that his son is down, he begins to laugh as he drops the die, believing that if Joey was incapacitated, he would be the winner.
However, at the last second the die bounces of the Vodka bottle, and comes to a stop on six.
"ARGH!!!" Joey's father screams as the electricity strikes him on the forehead, causing him to collapse.
Joseph stood up and dusted himself off as the drunkard twitched until he was in a seated position.
Glaring down at the man, he says, "You have disrupted the game by interfering with the other player and have also been in the spot rolled. By both counts YOU LOSE!" Thrusting his hand forward, he yells, "PENALTY GAME: MIND DROUGHT!!" A dark shade shatters from around his father as the older man's eyes glaze over.
When he opened his eyes, Joey and Serenity's father began frantically searching around. "My bottle?!? Where's ma bottle of Vodka?!?" Finally his eyes set on where it has fallen in the circle. "Ah, there ya are my precious." But as soon as he touches it, to him, the bottle and all seems to turn to a mist and float away. "Wha?!? No! Where it go?!? I must have a drink!!!"
:What didya do to him?:
#His mind has been clouded for many years by alcohol. Now, whenever he tries to fulfill his thirst of liquor, it will evaporate before his eyes.#
As the old man begins to run to the fridge, hoping to get a beer, Serenity begins to stir. "Joey? What happened?"
The yami offers her a hand and helps the young girl to her feet. "Do not fear, Miss. Wheeler. Your father will never be able to harm you again."
"You seem different…"
In a flash of light, Joseph returned control to his host. "I'll 'xplain everything later sis. For now, let's call the cops. Dad's gonna be taking a trip to rehab."
"Alright."
Author's Notes:
Me: Like it… Hate it… let me know… for now, I gotta run…
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