Disclaimer: I do not own "Yu-Gi-Oh!", "Yu-Gi-Oh! The Abridged Series", or "Yu-Gi-Oh! Nightmare Troubadour". That in itself is a mouthful, so I'll only say it that one time.

Currently playing through "Yu-Gi-Oh! Nightmare Troubadour" for the first time, and after reading on ahead (yeah, I spoil myself), I figured this would be great if it crossed over with "The Abridged Series". Of course, I wish I could draw this out as a comic, but as my drawing skills aren't all that great, I have to settle with writing it.

Warning: This work contains an original character, popular culture references, running gags, moments that greatly break away from the original game, and overall silliness.

-KaibaCorp Computer Room-

Seto Kaiba walked into the room, not looking particularly happy. He glanced around and saw the computer technicians at work, with Mokuba standing around doing nothing.

"Alright," Kaiba glared, "there better be a good reason for calling me in here."

"Seto," Mokuba spoke up, "there's something wrong with the computer servers!"

"Okay, which one of you idiots decided to look up porn again? Was it you, Johnny?"

"Not this time, sir!" One of the technicians answered. "We don't know what's causing this."

"You don't know? What am I paying you minimum wage for?"

"Yeah!" Mokuba said. "Today's the first day of another one of big bro's tournaments, and we don't want-."

"Shut up, Mokuba."

"Um…" The technicians stopped their work. "Sir? It seems the computer fixed itself."

"Well," Kaiba turned to leave, "it looks like the computer is better at your jobs than you are. You're all fired."

-A dream-

Johaaaaaaaaann.

"What?"

What power do you desire?

A: Sword

B: Shield

C: Knowledge

"What kind of answers are those?"

Just pick one.

"…Right, knowledge, 'cause 'knowledge is power'."

What is your dream?

A: Spellcaster

B: Soldier

C: Scholar

"None of those are my dreams! I really want to be an artist."

*sigh* Look, just pick one so we can get this over with.

"Fine, fine, spellcaster sounds kind of cool."

Finally, what will you test of yourself?

A: My intuition

B: My destiny

C: My soul

"Is this really the last question?"

Yes, yes it is.

"Destiny, then."

Very well, here are your results: you are…

-Johann's Room-

Johann woke up to the sound of his alarm going off. He sat up and switched it off before the impulse to smash it came over him. He raked his hand through his short, red, and slightly spikey hair and thought about the dream. He yawned before he spoke to himself.

"Man, that was a weird dream. That's the last time I sleep with trading cards under my pillow. Oh, speaking of…"

Johann reached under his pillow and pulled out his entire deck. He glanced through his cards, which he got from booster packs months ago. He had started Duel Monsters a short while back, and he quite enjoyed playing with the other kids at school. Come summer break, he found out that Seto Kaiba was holding a tournament, and he decided to give it a shot.

"Today's the big day. I better get going!"

Johann got out of bed and got dressed. After a quick breakfast, he set out to the KC game store on his bicycle.

-KC Games-

When he arrived, he noticed that there was a different store clerk. He was an old man with gray hair and a short, gray beard.

"Hello." He greeted cheerfully.

"Hi." Johann said. "You're not the usual clerk."

"Ah, so you're a regular here. My name is Solomon Muto, but everyone calls me 'Grandpa'. The clerk here is a friend of mine, and he went on vacation. Because no one visits my shop anyway, I decided to look after this one while he's out. I can't believe he left me here all alone, left to fend off the wolves, it's like he wants me to die, not that I mind, though, it's just that I wanted to participate in the tournament too, but nooooo…"

"Uhh…"

"Oh, sorry, I was rambling again. Anyways, you're here because you're a duelist wanting to enter the tournament, right?"

"…Yes."

"Thought so. I may be old, but I haven't gone senile yet. Anyways, here's an entry form for you to fill out."

Grandpa pulled out a sheet of paper. Johann took it and looked it over. He frowned.

"Um," he said, handing the paper back, "this is your will."

"Huh?" Grandpa looked at the paper. He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Whoops, my bad. Here's the real entry form."

He pulled out another sheet of paper. Johann blinked at what he saw.

He asked slowly, "Why do you have a picture of a naked Dark Magician Girl?"

"Oops~!" Grandpa blushed and snatched the picture. "Wrong again. Here's the entry form!"

Dirty old man… Johann thought.

Indeed, the paper Grandpa pulled out this time was the real tournament entry form. Johann took a nearby pen and filled out the information, muttering to himself as he did.

"Name, Ste-Johann Bocks. Preferred to be called 'Johann". Short hair…lives at Domino…wants to go to…Akihabara…address…cell phone number…email…yes, I'm a current subscriber to KaibaCorp's newsletter…no, I don't like card games on motorcycles…"

When Johann was done, he handed the form back to Grandpa. The old clerk pulled out another sheet of paper and read from it.

"Let's see here: 'By completing this entry form, you are now part of the Beginner's Cup. By participating in this tournament, you are also registered in the KaibaCorp Duelist Network. You will receive email with tournament information and alerts. You also given a KaibaCorp Duel Disk for the duration of the tournament.' Ah, let me get that out now."

Grandpa ducked behind the counter and came back up with a box. He opened it up and pulled out a brand new Duel Disk. Johann took it and stared at it in awe. He had seen some people duel with these things before, and it amazed him how the technology worked.

"'This is the newest model that comes with a Duelist Radar.'" Grandpa continued reading. "'Register your personal information as soon as you can. Warranty: should you lose or damage the KaibaCorp Duel Disk' blah, blah, blah '$50,000 fine' blah, blah, blah. Just don't lose or damage the thing, alright?"

"Yeah, got it." Johann gave a single nod.

"I swear, I'm too old to keep up with all this new stuff. You young people and your email, and your Internet, and your Duel Disks, and your i-whatchamacallits, and your music, and your pierced bellybuttons, and your miniskirts, and your leather pants, and your phones, and your-."

"Uh, thanks for the Duel Disk." Johann said as he inched his way towards the exit.

"Oh, and don't forget to go to the opening ceremony!"

-KaibaCorp Duelist Arena-

The stands of the arena was close to crowded. All around, there were kids, teens, and a few adults chatting with one another, obviously excited for what was to come. A man wearing a black suit and black sunglasses stepped up to the arena with a microphone in hand. The crowd slowly became silent.

"Beginner duelists from around the country, welcome!" The man announced with a German accent. "Unfortunately, Herr Kaiba is unable to attend today, but he has a special announcement for everyone. He says: 'I have no time for all of you loser chumps, so if you want to make the finals and face me, duel! Duel like you have no other purpose in life!' Great words from a great man. Heil Kaiba!"

A few people in the crowd murmured to one another.

"I'm going to face Kaiba for sure!"

"What's up that guy's ass?"

"I heard his ego is as big as a pregnant Jupiter."

"Maybe I'll face the great Yugi!"

The German announcer spoke up again, "The Beginner's Cup will last until the plot decides to move along. Every time you duel, you get KaibaCorp points, or KC points for short. Use these points to buy booster packs at the game shops in Domino, so no, you don't have to worry about spending money. The top duelist will win an extravagant prize and the chance to move on to the Expert Cup! That's about it for the rules. As of this moment, the Beginner's Cup starts…NOW!"

Everyone scrambled out of the building. Johann was just as excited as everyone else about this tournament. He may have only been playing for a few months, but he was confident that he was going to win.

"Okay," Johann said to himself as he booted up the radar on his Duel Disk, "look out world, here comes Johann Bocks!"

An error message appeared on the screen of the Duel Disk, reading: USER REGISTRATION NOT COMPLETE.

"Oh…forgot about that."

Well, that's it for the first chapter. Keep in mind I won't have a regular updating schedule (college and all that), but I'll write when I can.

"…and your watches, and your late updates, and your pizzas, and your reproductive organs…"