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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh GX
Title: Scenes From A Reversal: Bloodpaths: 1:50: First Step
Character: Marufuji Ryou
Word Count: 937
Genre: Supernatural, Drama||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: 50scenes: prompt: calculate
Summary: Fifty scenes from a story unwritten, with one fact reversed: what happens when the Gentle Darkness is not gentle? Ryou has his own dark tale to live in this world.
The very real possibility that he had, or would, lose his mind doing this had occurred to Ryou more than once in the last few hours. To be accurate, it had occurred to him more than once in the last four months since they had begun to first put the idea together. He would enter Hell itself, and not simply the Hell of ruthlessness and unyielding lust for power. He would enter a Hell that had the simple goal of ruling, if not utterly destroying, the world itself, and the master of that Hell was a being that killed without mercy.
There is no other way. Perhaps if there had been...no. They needed this information. They had to know. Edo refused to show a hint of concern about anyone, but Ryou knew him better than that. Edo was worried. Edo had been worried since that day two years earlier when the remnants of a patrol led by Johan had returned without Johan.
Guardian Baou had laid a trap and Johan had sprung it. Unconscious, deprived of his deck in seconds, that was what the survivors had reported. Then chained and taken away, not to be seen again by any of them until only weeks earlier.
But there were rumors. So many rumors, and Ryou wasn't willing to believe any of them. There was no way that Johan Andersen would turn traitor willingly to their cause.
That led him right to where he was now, making his preparations and contemplating how likely it was that he was going to lose his sanity because of this.
If that was what it took to learn the truth, then so be it. His own life didn't matter. Finding out what had happened and getting that information back to Edo and the others, that was what mattered.
He had the code for his messages memorized. Misawa had worked it out, with Taniya's help, and they had both drilled Ryou in it for weeks on end, until he could have written or translated messages in his sleep. There was still so much that he couldn't know yet. There was always the chance that everything would simply go wrong, that he would be killed without question, and never have the chance to get the information that he wanted.
No matter. If that happened, he wouldn't be around to fret about it afterward. He would do everything that was within his power, and that was all that he could do.
He looked over his deck one last time. Cyber Dark Edge, Cyber Dark Horn, Cyber Dark Keel, Cyber Dark Dragon, Cyber Dragon, and Cyber End Dragon...they were all there, all waiting for him to use them to kill to prove himself. Perhaps to kill people he had fought beside already.
They understood the risks, just as he did. Anyone who didn't accept that they could die had no business being in a war in the first place.
"Hell Kaiser." Edo stood in the doorway and Ryou turned to look at him. "The General's been spotted. It's time."
Ryou nodded. He followed Edo out, and caught sight of Shou as they walked down the corridor that led to the briefing room. His brother looked at him, concern written in his gray eyes. Ryou said nothing. He didn't belong to this rebellion anymore. He couldn't. Every word he spoke before the Haou, if he even got that far, had to be truth.
Power. Nothing but power. Shou couldn't help him get power. Shou would only hold him back.
Power would get him what he wanted. And if he had to serve the Haou and kill those who fought for the good of the world, then he would do it.
Better him than them, anyway.
The End
Notes: Each scene will have 'the end' on it, though together, they form part of the real story. The scenes themselves are disconnected, will be posted completely out of order, and pretty much in order that I get inspired to write in. So, the next one I post could take place years later or be in someone else's point of view or who knows what I might do. I really want to know what you think about this.
