-Chapter 1: Enter the Rose Duelist!-
"Hurry up young lady! We don't have all day!" A woman's shrill voice rang out amongst the cardboard jungle in the back of the moving van. "Sapphire!" She yelled again.
"Alright! Give me a second, mom." Sapphire yawned. She had fallen asleep. She grabbed some boxes to make it look like she was busy, and headed for her family's new home. Her great grandfather had recently died and had left his ancestral home to her dad, Stephen. Apparently, her family on her father's side was a powerful entity, until the War of the Roses. At least, that's the way her father told it.
Speaking of, he was in the study, admiring the many books and documents that his grandfather had left behind. "Hey, how's my favorite daughter doing?"
Sapphire rolled her eyes. "Dad, I'm an only child."
He merely smiled in response. "That makes you my favorite."
Sapphire sighed. "Can you show me the way to my room? I have no idea where it is, and mom doesn't seem to be in the mood for a guided tour."
Her father smiled and nodded. "But, before I do, I want you to take this. Grandfather Miachel left this for you, in his will." He handed her a large, leather-bound volume, with a shield on the front, featuring a rose.
"Yay. I got a book." She said with unmasked sarcasm.
Later, after she had found her new room, she flopped on her bed, and took out the book. Opening it, however, proved to be impossible. "Huh. That's weird."
'Rose Duelist.' A voice called out from nowhere.
Sapphire snapped her head around, looking for the source. "...Okay. I think I need a nap." She rolled over, and went to sleep, leaving her fears behind.
As she slept, she dreamt she was falling through the sky. 'Hey, am I falling towards...Stonehenge? Wow, this is a weird dream...' But, as fate would have it┘.she slammed into the ground, hard.
"Ow! What the hell?" Sapphire rubbed the back of her head. "Last time I checked, dreams weren't supposed to hurt!" She paused. "Wait, did I just fall from the sky?"
"Not exactly." A hurried voice answered.
"AAAHHHH!" the brunette whirled around to meet the eyes of a short man in robes. "Don't scare me like that! Who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?"
The man bowed. "I am Simon McMorre. I have summoned you here, Rose Duelist. May I ask for your name? She hesitated.
"Sapphire."
"Now, allow me to explain what you are doing here. I have summoned you here, because my king is in desperate need of your help. We are under attack from the Yorkists. We need you to fight them off."
"How? I've never held a sword or a gun in my life."
"Not with weapons, but with this." He held out three decks of Duel Monsters cards.
Sapphire raised a skeptical eyebrow. "I've got to duel them?"
Simon nodded. "Do you know this game?" "I've played it plenty of times at home."
"But, this is not the same game as you know. You must understand this now."
After a quick tutorial, Sapphire nodded knowingly. "So, it's like Duel Monsters, but you have to move the pieces around like a game of chess?"
"Correct." Simon held out three decks. "Now, you must choose your deck master."
After much consideration, Sapphire picked up a deck with Birdface on top. "This is my choice."
"Good. Now we must-"
Simon was cut off by a new voice. "Well, this is where you have been hiding, old man. I must say that this is going to be easier than I thought." A man stepped from the shadows. An incredibly dark looking individual stepped from the shadows. "You even brought me the key to my victory." He smirked at the smaller man. "Who knew you could perform such a powerful spell by combining the white and red rose cards?"
Sapphire stepped forward. "I'm sorry, but, who are you?"
The man turned so they were face to face. "I am C. Rozencruz, head of the Rose Crusaders. Now, who are you?"
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
SF15: Well, I do believe that this is my first post in a story. This a monumental occasion! I think I'm going to have to throw a party for this! Whoo! Sorry. I got a tad bit carried away. Well, I hope you liked this story so far, and please give me any ideas to make this story better! I thank you for your cooperation.
