Icepool: Due to the mass ( a few people) desire for the sequel-
Autumn: We are back with more Myth of the Game Spirit!
Icepool: This time though, it's under my name. So for any new readers, please read Myth of The Game Spirit under Autumnrainingleaves , everything will make a lot more sense.
Rika: So without further ado,
Autumn, Icepool: We present to you, Forgotten Myth.
Rika: *face palm* That is a stupid name.
Icepool: *tears* Disclaimer? *Autumn starts sobbing*
Yugi: Icepool123 and Autumnrainingleaves do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or take credit in creating the story of Bloody Mary. *tries to comfort the two crying girls*
Chapter One
Dreaming of Nightmares
Pale hands gripped a blue comforter. One hand had a small piece of gauze with tape over it from a hospital's iv needle. Two weeks, three days, and two years had past since Yugi had fallen into a coma from an unknown cause. Exactly two weeks ago, he had mysteriously awoken with no harm whatsoever. According to the brain charts, the only functions working were his heart and lungs. However, from the moment he opened his amethyst eyes, no brain damage could be seen.
Now he twitched and softly moaned in his sleep. In his nightmare, a girl with long ripples of midnight black hair chased him with a whip made of shadows. He gasped shallow breaths from exertion and fear. Yugi was almost out! He only had to get around the corner of a Southern American plantation home. The demon girl poured more speed and came nearly to his heels. She caught his ankle with the whip and pulled, bringing him to the ground. Swirling eyes of blood gleamed as she caned her head down and captured his lips with her own.
He shot up and covered his scream with his hand. Droplets of sweat ran down his face and back as he tried to remember the cause of his scare. All he could remember were the terrifying eyes, burdened, swirling scarlet covering gentle brown. Yugi swallowed down the urge to call his grandfather and flipped on his light switch. The offending shadows flew away.
Yugi sat on the edge of his bed and picked at the bandage. Something about the forgotten nightmare made his skin crawl. The eighteen year old could not remember something beyond important. His amethyst eyes glanced at a picture of him circled by his deceased friends. He clutched his head and whispered to someone far away that he could not remember.
"What am I forgetting?"
They say there's a reason for everything. Liers.
Carmine eyes swept across the cemetery. In an hour, school would begin. He knew what today would bring, memories he would rather forget. He lost a good friend two weeks ago.
Roses pricked his hands until they ran with tiny beads of blood, the teenager oblivious to it. Stone cold were those eyes, unfeeling those wounds from flowers and much broken glass. He found the grave marker he was looking for and set the mixture of red and white roses onto the grave before putting his bleeding hands in his school uniform pockets and walking away.
A breeze caressed these flowers and blew across a name imprinted in stone. On the beautiful, slightly new, marble headstone, the name Tèa Gardner stood over the line "Now dancing among fellow angels".
I came by with roses, but then remembered you aren't here anymore to take them.
Icepool: Short... Shoot, The author's notes are longer...
Autumn: Well, sort of a prologue. *wipes eyes with kleenex*
Icepool: The next chapter will be when Yugi goes back to school.
Rika: More reviews= faster getting more story.
Yugi: *praying no one wants anymore Yugi torture*