Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction

Darkness Prevails

By: Gema J. Gall

Disclaimer: I do not have any legal claims on Yu-Gi-Oh! I do have authoress claims on Shayla. I do not have originality claims on Drake, Lara, or Kevin. However, I do have fangirl claims on Seto Kaiba.

AN/ If you are new to my Yu-Gi-Oh! fics you might like to read Shayla's Story to give you an idea about the OCs I use.

"No! Yu-Gi!" cried Téa.

"AGHHHHHH!" screamed Yami as the Winged Dragon of Ra attacked.

Yami Marik laughed as flames engulfed his opponent, obliterating Slifer the Sky Dragon in the process. With a small beep, Yami's life points hit 0. The Shadow Realm dispersed.

The flames dispersed around Yami. He was lying unconscious, splayed across the ground. He looked even worse than Joe did when he lost to Yami Marik. His breathing was ragged. It was like he had been badly hurt, though he had no bruises or abrasions to show it. Yami Marik was laughing his head off. He had won. The power of the world was now his.

"No! It can't be!" exclaimed Tristan. "There's no way Yu-Gi could lose!"

"He's hurt bad!" exclaimed Duke.

"No," sobbed Serenity. "Not again, not again."

Kaiba, in a rare display of kindness for his rival, was already ordering the medical wing's staff to come and pick up their next patient from the hidden microphone on the collar of his trench coat.

"And now, to claim what is rightfully mine at last!" laughed Yami Marik as he approached the unconscious body of Yami.

He flipped Yami over onto his back easily and pulled the Millennial Puzzle off of his neck. No longer connected, Yu-Gi took control. However, he was as unconscious as Yami was.

"Keep your mitts off of my friend!" Tristan yelled, already trying to scramble up the sides of the duel platform.

"And now, to strip you of your god card," chuckled Yami Marik. He picked Slifer off of the Duel Disk.

The Millennial Rod began to pulse from its place in Yami Marik's belt.

"What is this?" asked Yami Marik to no one in particular. Then he smirked. "How could I forget the Millennial Necklace?" He reached into Yu-Gi's jacket pocket and pulled out the necklace.

"Hey! This is an official tournament!" exclaimed Rollin, the official. "You are entitled to his rarest card, according to Battle City rules, but you can't rob him!"

Yami Marik glared at him, and that was enough to cause the official to gulp. But by that time both Tristan and Duke had scrambled onto the dueling platform and placed themselves between Yami Marik and Yu-Gi. Their barricade, however, would not hold if Yami Marik tried anything. They knew it, but they could not let him hurt their friend any more.

"Get away from him!" ordered Tristan.

"You've already done enough!" spat Duke.

"Do you think you mortals threaten me?" laughed Yami Marik. He tossed the Millennial Puzzle a few inches into the air and caught it. "I now have the ultimate source of power, and nothing will stop me!"

"That's Yu-Gi's you punk!" exclaimed Duke.

"Not any more. He lost it to me!" laughed Yami Marik.

"Clear the field! This is poor sportsmanship!" ordered Rollin.

No one seemed to hear him.

"I can't believe Yu-Gi actually lost," thought Kaiba. Then, a bit more bitterly, "That reflects very poorly on me, since I lost to Yu-Gi. That means…Marik is the winner of my tournament." His normal frown was back with reinforcements.

Before it could get physical, three doctors from the medical wing arrived with a stretcher and first aid kit. They had done this enough. They raced to the unconscious duelist and began to work immediately. Yami Marik flounced off, still laughing.

"Yu-Gi!" exclaimed Téa, joining her friends on the dueling platform. "Please! Say something! Open your eyes!"

"Not again," groaned Kevin. He looked down sadly, feeling helpless.

"Give us space to work," said one of the doctors to the teens. They all silently complied.

"This has gotten way out of hand Seto," said Mokuba to his older brother. Kaiba did not reply.

"This is bad," Lara said to Drake as they watched from where they had been standing the whole time.

"I know," agreed Drake. "The worst part is there is nothing we can do."

The medical team had finished strapping Yu-Gi to the stretcher.

"Give us room!" ordered one of the doctors. "And no one in the medical wing until we are done working!"

"B-But…" stammered Téa.

"That's an order," said the doctor as they began to wheel Yu-Gi away. But one of the doctors walked over to Seto Kaiba.

"Sir, we need to talk," said the doctor. He looked around. "There is something you should know, and I want you to be the first to know." He was talking quietly, trying not to be overheard. His tone was dead serious.

Kaiba nodded. "This way." He led the doctor to the elevator opposite of the one the others had taken Yu-Gi down. Neither said anything until the elevator doors were shut and the elevator was moving.

"What is it?" asked Kaiba, bluntly.

"It's the girl that was in the medical wing," said the doctor. "Mai Valentine."

"Yes? What about her?"

"Only a few moments before you radioed us for our assistance here…she…she flat-lined."

"What?" asked Kaiba in disbelief.

"We did everything we could," said the doctor, sadly. "But we could not revive her…"

"You're not saying…"

"She's dead sir."

Kaiba stood, not knowing what to say at all. He had never imagined, or even considered something like this happening. He was stunned.

"When should we tell the others?" asked the doctor.

"…Soon," sighed Seto Kaiba.

The elevator went silent. It was rather awkward, so to fill it the doctor started talking again. Talking was a distraction. It made it possible not to think about the tragedy that had just happened.

"The other patient, Joseph Wheeler is showing no signs of improvement. Oddly, at the same time Miss Valentine flat-lined, his vital signs all dropped significantly. If things do not change soon, I fear the worst for him too."

"Is it really that serious?" asked Kaiba.

The doctor nodded. "Bakura Ryou is nowhere to be located. Odion Ishtar, our other patient was transferred at the request of Miss Ishtar. She says that he is the same, but we are pleading with her to let us examine him anyways, given the sudden drop in our other patients' health."

"And what do you think about Yu-Gi Motou?" asked Kaiba.

"All I know is that he is in worse shape than Mr. Wheeler when we brought him in," said the doctor.

The elevator stopped. The moment the doors opened, Kaiba was practically speed walking back to the airship.