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Mirage of Nightmares (1)
pROLOGUE: Flames from Hell
Summary: 10 years ago, when visiting his cousin, Jaden was caught in a massive fire that incinerated his parents, aunt, uncle and cousin and consumed a large portion of the port city of Fuyuki. At death's door, Jaden is saved by a enigmatic man with an estranged past who later adopts Jaden as his son. With fragmented memories of his past before the fire and his lost passion for duel monsters, Jaden abandons everything that once defined him, including his name and his deck, in order to follow and fulfill his adopted father's dream of becoming a "hero of justice," a guardian of mankind who could protect the weak and innocent. Unfortunately for him, Jaden has just chosen what could possibly be the most dangerous path to follow, as to be a magus, is to walk alongside death itself... Features Magus!Jaden. No pairings
*POV of YOU as JADEN*
Fire. It was all burning.
Yellow. Orange. Red. Flames that towered even the tallest buildings.
Houses topple like towers of cards as furniture catch ablaze and building supports are eaten away. Large concrete buildings collapse under the pressure, both trapping and suffocating all who were still in them.
No one was safe.
Babies cry over their dead mothers, wishing for someone, anyone to come and pick them up and save them.
Siblings are trying desperately to pull their fathers out of the rubble only to get burned and trampled.
Neighbors trying to help neighbors out of harm's way only to realize they had placed themselves in even greater danger than before.
You see puppies trying to get out of their homes, back to their escaping families. You see birds fly too close touch the flames and get burned to a crisp and die, their bodies providing more fuel for the fire.
Now tell me... is this hell?
"Jaden!" A voice shouted.
You are pushed to the side, onto the hard ground. You turn around to see the meanie who did it...
It's your orange-haired cousin, Shirou. Your favorite cousin, your only cousin. He falls to his knees, blood pouring down the side of his face. He's just seven years old.
And then a burning inferno crashes down on him. A roof caught ablaze squishes him and now he's dead.
You scream, but its a silent scream. Your voice is being drowned out by the screams of the millions of people around you, by the fire that surrounds you.
Is there any way out?
All you remember of that day eight years ago was that it was hot and you couldn't breathe...
And people trying to save others and both of them dying in the process...
You soon begin to feel numb. All the suffering, all the crying, it begins to drift into the background. You can't get yourself to care anymore. You can't get yourself to cry over the smell of burning corpses...
The wind blows on. You're surrounded by people, or at least their voices, but you can't see anybody. You only see ghastly humanoid shadows flickering in the flames.
You begin walking slowly. You have absorbed too much smoke, and now its all stuck in your lungs. You falter and fall on a burning patch. You yelp as you quickly push away, but the damage is done. A horrible gash forms on your right arm. It sickens and pains you, yet there's nothing you can do. You can't talk, you can't run.
You can't hear them anymore... you can't hear people anymore. All that is left is the whistling fire. All that is left is you. You're the last one left standing.
The heat waves are getting to you. Your vision becomes hazy...
And you can't go on anymore, not in this desolate landscape. And so you fall.
You fall onto your belly with a *thump*! Your arms and legs feel like jelly... like a stack of cards...
As you stare at scene in front of you from your place on the grounds, your eyes begin to dull and close a bit.
"...Yubel..." you whispered. "Are you angry at me? For sending you away? Were you- ARE you burning Like I am...?"
You are just five years old and it already seems as if your time is up.
With a silence that is hard to believe, a pillar, covered in a hazy yellow and red collapses on you.
Your back is turned. You didn't even see it coming.
*Jaden's POV*
"He's alive... He's alive..."
...Who's there? Who is that?
"He's alive!"
What the... its wet. My face feels wet and cool. Is it raining? Is the fire gone...
"Thank you... Thank you..."
Why... who are you? Why aren't I dead...
"I'm so glad I found you..."
You're... glad...? You found me... I open my eyes... And...
"By rescuing just one person..."
I see You. A middle aged man with black hair and black eyes...
"I was saved!"
I am grateful. I think, closing my eyes. I am so very grateful you saved me...
"...Father..." Shirou Emiya whispered as he stood quietly in front of a freshly dug grave. I had begun to rain and he was getting soaked, but he didn't care. All that mattered was what was in front of him. All that mattered was Kiritsugi Emiya... he's dead, Shirou thought. You're dead. You saved me and now your dead.
Shirou dropped his head a bit so that his brown bangs covered his milk-chocolate colored eyes and tsked. "Damn you, you old man," Shirou muttered angrily. "Now that your dead, what am I going to do? What's the point of my life?"
AUTHOR NOTE:
Explanation of picture:
Top: Jaden's "spirit/magus" appearance (he does not look like this until WAY later in the story)
Middle: Jaden's "human" appearance (The form he is in for most of the story)
Bottom: Jaden as the "Supreme King" appearance
WARNING: This is a crossover, but you don't need to watch FSN to understand the story, though it might be LESS confusing if you didn't
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH GX NOR FATE/STAY NIGHT IN ANY WAY OR FORM
