Some of you might know my OC Akira Wolf, who had to endure one or two of my FFs and was either happy or unhappy with Bakura. But what would her role be in Yu-Gi-Oh? Would she be an ally of Yugi and his friends, or would she be an ally of Bakura who would follow him and let herself be drawn into the darkness?
You will only find the answer here ^^
So enough of the preface - have fun with the "little" story ^^
Disclaimer: All rights reserved by Yu-Gi-Oh! DM goes to Kazuki Takashi, as well as the characters who appear in this story.
Akira Wolf is my OC and only a guest in the show.
The young girl could hardly believe it when she stepped through the glass sliding door of Domino City Airport with her trunk and looked into the distance smiling. Finally she was here in Domino - it was incredible that she had managed to convince her parents that at the age of 15 she was long enough to travel alone for a long and long journey. However, her parents only gave each other beaten if she would finance the trip herself and the red-blond one had managed to do so, to everyone's surprise, had booked the next plane and was now standing on her own two feet here in this big city.
Smiling, she pulled her big black and heavy suitcase behind her, made her way to a taxi to take her to her hotel. It had not been a demanding hotel, enough to sleep and leave their things. The single room was quite small, but it didn't look like a degenerate room, had a simple single bed and had a small window from which the red blonde had a nice view of the colourful hustle and bustle on the streets. She took a sigh of relief and let herself fall onto the small, surprisingly soft and comfortable bed, closed her eyes for a moment as the journey had been quite strenuous.
Ten hours of flight from Germany to Japan were not easy to cope with when you didn't fly or travel often. For a short moment she closed her blue-green soul mirrors, her long hair resting on the bed, but then a few minutes later she got up again. She would be able to sleep more than enough tonight, but now it was 9:00 a. m. in Domino and she had slept on the plane long enough - it was time to explore the city. She only had two weeks to do it.
Jumping out of bed, she grabbed her suitcase and picked up a few clothes for the warm season. A short brown trousers with matching belt, and a black T-shirt in blue and white to represent a butterfly in an abstract way, and in addition to that they put on their only white shoes with black stripes on one side each. She then left her room with a strange palpitations and decided to explore the city centre in front of the small mirror, directly in front of the entrance of her room, then combing her hair again for a moment, checking her appearance.
Soon she arrived at a large square in the middle of which stood a small complex with a large clock in the middle, around which there were more than enough benches to rest. But the young girl didn't want to think about the latter, she still had to see so much - how could you think about resting for a second? Ninefatly she looked at the individual shops and coffees that were close to the square, then moved on as her gaze fell on something hanging on the wall of a café. A poster with the eyes of Horus, which was also eye-catching because of the plain purple background. Above the imposing eye a headline was written, while below one could read a kind of description. With her eyes a little bit wider, she looked at the poster and read in her mind what was written in Cana.
She read out "Ancient Egyptian Exhibition" a little quietly, then moved her mouth corners far up and was now more than sure where she would go next. To the Domino City Museum. As soon as she had made this decision, she was on her way, caught the subway that was supposed to take her there and stood in front of the impressive building in western, Roman style.
The entrance in the form of the large double door was right in front of her, but had to climb a few steps to get into the museum, had her gaze wandering around the side of the building and looked at the large columns, four of each side, then entered the museum and paid the entrance fee. It was really amazing what there was not only the large entrance hall with exhibits from all over the world, but also the size of some of the exhibits had been more than impressive.
Apart from her, there were other visitors to the museum, including school classes who were excitedly inquiring about one room after another, which Akira did with a similar enthusiasm, but did not neglect her decency. The corridors were large, like the rooms, but everything was still manageable and she was able to take a tour around them in peace and quiet, but then stayed longer in the penultimate room, because it was mainly interested in them. With her eyes wide open, she looked at the old witnesses of world history, let her gaze stick to a picture that showed a book. The picture itself had also been quite old, the signs on the yellow papyrus hardly readable but it was written in a writing which she could not read anyway.
Hieroglyphs could decipher them quite well in the meantime but not this old scripture of the priests. She was so immersed in the individual exhibits that she did not even notice that someone was approaching her and she smiled slightly, until she spoke to her.
"Hello"
The young girl looked at the person standing next to her with a slight dismay, looking at her with interest, as his appearance was not exactly everyday. It was a boy with white long hair, who stood slightly apart from the sides and the pony seemed to be styled elaborately, as the tips were jagged. His skin was also pale and his brown clear eyes were easily visible from the main white.
"H-Hello," she gave it back just barely, then turned a little embarrassed away from the boy. She didn't like to talk to others, especially not to strangers, and being addressed simply didn't happen to her too often, so that she would have been prepared for this situation.
Still smiling, the boy bent over something to be able to look sideways into her eyes, then reached out a hand to her. "I'm Ryou Tozou," he introduced himself to her,"And who are you?"
"I-I?" she stammered, noticed how red she became, because the boy wouldn't stop smiling at her... he had such a sweet smile. "I-I'm called, my name... uh," while she kept trying to finish a reasonable sentence, the white-haired man leaned his head slightly to the right. "A-akira. Akira Wolf ", she finally finally brought it out, shook the boy's hand, and she got warm again.
"Wolf?", he giggled softly,"A strange name"
"I - I'm from Germany," she said quietly, playing with her long red-blond hair,"M-my mother, she likes Japan very much and that's why she gave me this name"
"From Germany?" he repeated with visibly bigger eyes,"That's a long way off."
J-yes, she kept playing with her hair and tried to change the subject quickly. "I - the museum is really beautiful"
"Thank you," he gave her back with slightly raised corners of her mouth,"I'm sure my father will be pleased."
"Y-your father? Is your father the owner?"
The boy nodded silently to the question, was now afraid that she too would find it boring and was preparing herself for everything - but not for what came up.
How cool, then you can see all the new exhibits before the actual release,"enthused the young girl. Her eyes were beaming, and the white haired man first gulped at the neck, swallowing it for a moment.
"Oh, uh, do you think so?"
"Yes!" she cried out and forgot her shyness for a moment. "It's so great - I honestly envy you..."
"Ryou, my name is Ryou"
"Oh, right -you."
He laughed quietly. "You're kind of weird. Otherwise, the other one is rather boring."
But I am not a different person, but Akira,"she replied with a smile," Then I am strange - who cares?
Ryou didn't know why, but this girl had something about her, felt an inner warmth and inevitably had to smile. He saw her for the first time and yet he felt very comfortable with her, had the feeling that he had known her all his life. "Somewhere all people are a little strange, aren't they?"
She nodded. "True again, everyone has their own quirks"
Suddenly, Ryou felt a terrible pain in his chest, grasping at it, which immediately alerted Akira.
"You? What is- what do you have?"
"I - nothing at all," he replied to her in pain, biting her teeth in her mouth for a moment. It's just a small fainting spell... please excuse me for a moment "He left the young girl, who looked sadly after him again. Maybe she had said too much... maybe she should follow him... As soon as she had decided to do this in her thoughts she put it into action, walked along the corridor that Ryou had also taken, then heard his voice from a distance but also only his voice...
"Why don't you just leave me alone," whispered the whitehead, looking down at himself. "She's nice, and I'm not gonna let you tell me everything, understand?"!"
The white haired man was so absorbed in the conversation, apparently with himself, that he only noticed Akira after she had called him by his name.
"You?"
Immediately the boy scared hastily up high, turned to the young girl without closing his shirt, after which the gaze of the red-blond fell immediately on the trailer.
"What the hell is that?"
"What?" He looked down at himself. /Oh, damn it/ "Uh, th-that's-you know... that's just a follower my dad once brought back from a trip and"
The Millennium Ring,"Akira said quietly, but loud enough that the boy could hear it and immediately looked at it with surprise.
"How? But - how do you know?"
As if she had been caught in a serious theft, she turned her head away from the boy a little bit, didn't know what to say but decided to tell him. "I - I got that from a book."
"What book?"
From my father's book, that he was given a trip by his grandfather,"she told me, then took the boy out of the blue and pulled him to the glass cabinet where the picture of the book was on display. "From the book, here"
With his eyes a little bit wider, Ryou looked at the picture more closely, was terrified inside and didn't know what to say to it. This book? But that couldn't have been possible.
"Wait, your father has the Millennium Book?The white haired man now exclaimed more than surprised, grabbing the red-blond on his shoulders. "That's incredible! This ominous book has been talked about for thousands of years!"
"Millennium Book," repeated Akira quietly,"So that's what it says."
Immediately Ryou nodded at the young girl's statement. "Yeah, that's right - so it's your father, huh? Do you realize this is an incredible find? With this book you can find out more about the Ring here and uncover one or two secrets:"He was now completely beside himself with the urge to do research, until he quickly calmed down with Akira's next words.
"N-not really," she answered quietly, bit herself briefly on the lower lip. "Well, not anymore..."
What she just said, he couldn't quite grasp what she was saying, looked at his opponent immediately afterwards with bigger brown eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"W-while it was stolen from us, the book I mean when the thief was found and was to be stolen, they found nothing. Except for his burned hiding place, like his body in the midst of the rubble "
Suddenly Ryou became paler than he already was. "S-should that mean it's burned?"
"I can't tell you that much, but I'm afraid so... sorry."
Sighing, the white haired man then let the young girl go, grasping your head. "This is really bad and annoying."
"I'm sorry I started this," she whispered softly, lowered her head and wished she hadn't even started reading the book at that moment. She just talked too much and that was one of the things she hated about herself...
Following the testimony of the Red-blondes, he shook his head and then put his hands back on the shoulders of the young girl who looked at him with his slightly shiny eyes. "It's not your fault, Akira. But it's cool that you recognized the ring right away."
"Well, you don't forget something like that," she said quietly and looked at the ring on his chest. It was a jewelry with a thick ring on the outside, to which five pointed cones were attached and in the middle a triangle with the eye of Horus in the middle was to be seen. "He looks really strong - I was fascinated by the picture of the ring in the book, but seeing him like this is just impressive"
"Yeah, he's great, but."
"But what the hell?
So Ryou quickly realized that he was about to tell too much - especially about the ring, and quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, nothing. Have you ever been to Domino Park?"
She could only shake her head on that question. "No, I just got here today"
"I see, shall we go to the park then? The weather is so nice, and hanging around the museum is boring.
"Yes, you're right. Well, let's go, then."
Hardly said they stepped out of the museum, chatting with each other on the way to the park and amusing each other, while Ryou was now tormenting a thought. He hoped that she wouldn't find out in the short time she was here in Domino... he hoped very much...
