Silver Dragon Iron Claws: Hey world, this is my first fanfic ^_^!!!! I hope
you enjoy!
Devil's Wyrm: Yes, enjoy my hard work.
SilverD: YOUR work! You mean OUR work.
DWyrm: Yeah our work, whatever. -_-;;;
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO or any of the characters within. But I will enjoy borrowing them. ^_^
+...+: Dream/ memory/ speaking to self
//...\\: Sebak mind speaking
/...\ : Nabe mind speaking
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rain battered the bedroom window and lightning danced across the drawn drapes. Rolling thunder reverberated in Nabe Zenbushi's night darkened room while he tossed and turned in a restless nightmare sleep. +Wind swept sand whipped by its hulking form as it faced the pharaoh in front of his kingly palace. At his sides stood six other priests, each bearing a Millennium Item like the Pharaoh. The mammoth beast roared then charged for the Egyptian lord, flames escaping its mouth. The seven Items glowed as bright as suns; the creature screamed in pain. Its body was shredded into pure energy. Stepping forward, the holder of the Millennium Eye seized the energy and trapped it in a plain golden manacle. The draconic spirit wailed one last time.+
Nabe snapped awake, still shaking from that incredibly real dream. The thunderheads had passed, and the room was deathly quiet. Clutching his right wrist, the 17 year-old stepped into the bathroom and splashed water over his face. When Nabe looked up, he went white. What looked back was defiantly not he. It had his features but the hair was spiky, shaped almost like horns. But what scared him the most were its eyes. They glowed like smoldering embers, just like the dragon beast's eyes from his recurring nightmare. Horror spread over his face when the spirit spoke. //Greetings vessel. \\
The mental voice boomed with an ancient, deadly power. With the courage of a subdued dog, Nabe replied, /W-who are you? \
//I am an ancient spirit from Egypt. \\
/Do you have a n-name? \
\\You humans must name everything. Fine, if you must call me something, you may call me Master Sebak; Master preferably. \\
/W-what do you want with me? \
//You are my bridge to this realm, my vessel; that is all you need to know. \\
/Vessel? How did I become this? \
//You have come into possession of a gold manacle, yes? \\ /Um, the big bracelet? Yeah, it was a gift. \
//I was imprisoned in it many millennia ago. The moment you slipped it onto your arm, I became a part of you. \\
/Ohhh. So those nightmares I've been having were of you. \
//Yes, those are my memories. \\
/Sooo, which one are you? \
//You ask to many questions, vessel. From now on, you will speak to me only when I speak first. \\
/But what about my \
//SILENCE! No more questions. I will leave that one for you to decide. \\
With that, the spirit took his leave, returning to his soul room. This left Nabe alone, to ponder these new revelations. The grave like silence permeated the darkness as the young man desperately tried to grasp what he just learned. Who is this spirit called Sebak? What will he use me for? Am I really his slave? Which one of the dream figures is he? Deep in his soul he knew which one he was, but he wasn't ready to admit it.
A soft rap on the door broke his concentration. Nabe opened the bathroom door and his little brother stood before him, looking up into his big brother's eyes. "I thought I heard you talkin' to someone." Katsuro said sleepily.
"No, it was just a bad dream," replied Nabe, "I was clearing my head."
The young boy eyed him suspiciously then shuffled back to his room. Nabe returned to his also. As he lay on his bed, watching the ceiling fan spin, the teen visualized the molten eyes of his dream dragon. +Yes, he thought, the spirit has the same eyes.+ He fell asleep very worried about his new "roommate". He was going to share his body with a dragon that called himself "Master". Darkness closed around him as he finally fell asleep. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~
SilverD: Well, what do you think? Not bad for a first try.
DWyrm: I think it's to short.
SilverD: Hey! I work better with short chapters. A lot of short chapters still tells the same story as a few ling ones; besides, this makes it more fun.
DWyrm: More FUN?
SilverD: Yeah, this way we can drag everyone out, making them wait for the good parts while we bore them with character intros.
DWyrm: Yes, yes, that is a good idea but even I am getting bored already and I helped!
SilverD: So I hoped yall liked my first try, please R&R!! ^_^
DWyrm: Yes reviews! Give us your opinions, good or bad, we want it all!
SilverD: We're not scared of being flamed either. So bring on the heat!!
And don't worry, more is on the way!
Devil's Wyrm: Yes, enjoy my hard work.
SilverD: YOUR work! You mean OUR work.
DWyrm: Yeah our work, whatever. -_-;;;
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO or any of the characters within. But I will enjoy borrowing them. ^_^
+...+: Dream/ memory/ speaking to self
//...\\: Sebak mind speaking
/...\ : Nabe mind speaking
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rain battered the bedroom window and lightning danced across the drawn drapes. Rolling thunder reverberated in Nabe Zenbushi's night darkened room while he tossed and turned in a restless nightmare sleep. +Wind swept sand whipped by its hulking form as it faced the pharaoh in front of his kingly palace. At his sides stood six other priests, each bearing a Millennium Item like the Pharaoh. The mammoth beast roared then charged for the Egyptian lord, flames escaping its mouth. The seven Items glowed as bright as suns; the creature screamed in pain. Its body was shredded into pure energy. Stepping forward, the holder of the Millennium Eye seized the energy and trapped it in a plain golden manacle. The draconic spirit wailed one last time.+
Nabe snapped awake, still shaking from that incredibly real dream. The thunderheads had passed, and the room was deathly quiet. Clutching his right wrist, the 17 year-old stepped into the bathroom and splashed water over his face. When Nabe looked up, he went white. What looked back was defiantly not he. It had his features but the hair was spiky, shaped almost like horns. But what scared him the most were its eyes. They glowed like smoldering embers, just like the dragon beast's eyes from his recurring nightmare. Horror spread over his face when the spirit spoke. //Greetings vessel. \\
The mental voice boomed with an ancient, deadly power. With the courage of a subdued dog, Nabe replied, /W-who are you? \
//I am an ancient spirit from Egypt. \\
/Do you have a n-name? \
\\You humans must name everything. Fine, if you must call me something, you may call me Master Sebak; Master preferably. \\
/W-what do you want with me? \
//You are my bridge to this realm, my vessel; that is all you need to know. \\
/Vessel? How did I become this? \
//You have come into possession of a gold manacle, yes? \\ /Um, the big bracelet? Yeah, it was a gift. \
//I was imprisoned in it many millennia ago. The moment you slipped it onto your arm, I became a part of you. \\
/Ohhh. So those nightmares I've been having were of you. \
//Yes, those are my memories. \\
/Sooo, which one are you? \
//You ask to many questions, vessel. From now on, you will speak to me only when I speak first. \\
/But what about my \
//SILENCE! No more questions. I will leave that one for you to decide. \\
With that, the spirit took his leave, returning to his soul room. This left Nabe alone, to ponder these new revelations. The grave like silence permeated the darkness as the young man desperately tried to grasp what he just learned. Who is this spirit called Sebak? What will he use me for? Am I really his slave? Which one of the dream figures is he? Deep in his soul he knew which one he was, but he wasn't ready to admit it.
A soft rap on the door broke his concentration. Nabe opened the bathroom door and his little brother stood before him, looking up into his big brother's eyes. "I thought I heard you talkin' to someone." Katsuro said sleepily.
"No, it was just a bad dream," replied Nabe, "I was clearing my head."
The young boy eyed him suspiciously then shuffled back to his room. Nabe returned to his also. As he lay on his bed, watching the ceiling fan spin, the teen visualized the molten eyes of his dream dragon. +Yes, he thought, the spirit has the same eyes.+ He fell asleep very worried about his new "roommate". He was going to share his body with a dragon that called himself "Master". Darkness closed around him as he finally fell asleep. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~
SilverD: Well, what do you think? Not bad for a first try.
DWyrm: I think it's to short.
SilverD: Hey! I work better with short chapters. A lot of short chapters still tells the same story as a few ling ones; besides, this makes it more fun.
DWyrm: More FUN?
SilverD: Yeah, this way we can drag everyone out, making them wait for the good parts while we bore them with character intros.
DWyrm: Yes, yes, that is a good idea but even I am getting bored already and I helped!
SilverD: So I hoped yall liked my first try, please R&R!! ^_^
DWyrm: Yes reviews! Give us your opinions, good or bad, we want it all!
SilverD: We're not scared of being flamed either. So bring on the heat!!
And don't worry, more is on the way!