well this is a murder story revolving around the world of yugioh and i do not own yugioh in any way
Yu-gi-oh: The World Burns
This tale, is a tale of realism, nothing fake, nothing like a cheap magic show, just realism mixed with what you want, or maybe not, this tale is just a tale of what
could happen, and what could not happen.
Chapter 1: The realism of things...
The wind blows, it blows over a field of bright green grass covered in fresh dew, which shines from the light of the sun high above all. The trees bend to and fro
with ever changing wind, a cool shade is produced under their grand leaves, and a man, a man under it's shade lies in slumber, dreaming till he awakes. The man
wore a white suit with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and blue flames at the tail of the over shirt, and his dark green under shirt made even darker from the
shade. His black shoes almost vanished with in the cool shade, and his fair skin glowed in this shade, and his hair, spiked up till at the peak of his forehead, were t
hey pointed sharply down, and green in color similar to his undershirt. The man's eyes slowly open from the wind blowing againest him, quickly blinking like
strobelight to awaken, reveals emerald colored eyes.
The man stretched and yawn and quickly got up and brushed himself off from the dirt, and then he glanced at the sky, remarked "The sky, still blue, still full of white
clouds that look like they have been splattered from a wet paint brush." After looking back over the horizon, the man walked away from the shade of the trees to
peer over the grass covered he was on, glancing at the city, full of metal, windows reflecting the sun's rays, cars, and people trying to make it to work on time, he
let out a quick laugh then turned to his left, he glanced at a motorcycle, black on the seat, tires and under parts, and then green on the outer coverings, he slowly
walked over to the bike, and grabbed the helmet that was also green and black, quickly putting it on and starting up the bike, he glanced at his right forearm,
noting the tattoo he replyed to what it said, "The bonds of this world. Ah my tattoo, the planet Earth, with two chains surrounding it. Anyhow, I believe it is time to
head to the city, need to get to the East Metro City bridge in a hour...why do clients make the time noon when they know I get up at 11:00 A.M. sharp..." The man
sighs deeply then starts the bike up and quickly rode into the city.
Somewhere in the city, east from the green hill the man was sleeping at, three cars with several important looking business men were standing around in a circle.
"When will that so called "Expert" of yours suppose to be here Mr. Matori?" said one of the men, dressed in a black business suit with a white undershirt that was
making his red tie standout. His brown eyes were full of tiredness and his black hair was combed back to make him look even more important...of course, this never
did work. "He will be here Mr. Harrison. Its...just he likes to sleep alot." said Mr. Matori who were a dark blue suit that was completely buttoned up, and his sun
glasses hid his eyes, though his topee wasn't hiding his baldness that well.
Five blocks away from the East Metro City Bridge, the man dodged traffic repeatly, just trying to get to his destination. "Move, move, move! Important illegal
business meeting in 5 minutes!" yelled the man as he almost crashed into a red mini van. But, he was finally able to make it to the meeting spot, the East Metro
City Bridge, or known by many as the Drug Gate. "I hear something Mr. Matori." said one of the men as the sound of a motorcycle ranged through the air. The man
quickly stopped infront of the cars as he turned the bike off and took his helmet off saying, "Sorry, traffic was a killer, anyhow, Mr. Matori, my client wanted to know
when will the drugs be shipped." said the man as Mr. Matori nodded. "Well first thing is first, what is your name?" said Mr. Harrison as the man quickly replied "My
name is Shinato Arc." Mr. Harrison then deciding it was okay, told Arc and his client where the drugs are being shipped. "They are being shipped to the warehouse
over behind us, they should be here with in the next hour." said Mr. Harrison, who after finishing talking caused Arc to let out a huge laugh. "Sorry Mr. Harrison, but
that is kinda...well you know alittle open? I mean what if the cops saw this?" said Arc as Mr. Harrison replied, "How, the cops are weak in Metro City."
After a few minutes of what Mr. Harrison said, Arc looked at Mr. Matori, who looked back at Arc and nodded. "Well guess what Harrison, your busted by the MCPD!"
said Arc as he pulled out a gun from a holster hidden within his over shirt. "Thats right!" said Mr. Matori who also pulled a gun from a holster. All the men put their
hands up, and the only thing Mr. Harrison could say was, "But how!" "How? Simple, never underestimate MCPD!" And, after several hours of rounding up the drug
ring and getting the drugs, Arc and Matori ride back to the department to relax.
"So, Matori, or should I say Ricardo. Has to suck they had to shave your head for this." said Arc as Ricardo laughed and said, "Yeah yeah Arc, or should I say
Michael. Sucks they made you dye your hair green." "Well I am liking it now." And, after a few minutes of slience, took a drink of their cups of coffee at the same
time. Then the two looked at each other which caused Ricardo to reply, "So Michael, ever heard of a game called Yu-gi-oh? It is fun and in a few years, I will be
running a academy to teach people to become even better." Though, this caused Michael to laugh and reply "Isn't that the realism of things."
5 years later, Michael is still with MCPD, though, Ricardo, quitting the force those 5 years ago had started up a duel academy called Northern Duel Academy, though,
Michael doesn't know this. Though Michael is now seen heading to the Cheif's office, getting ready for another assignment. "So chief, you wished to speak with me
sir?" said Michael as the Chief leaned alittle back into his seat and said, "Yes, there seems to be several murders in several locations in the states, there is two
common connections with them, 1, there are always three knives in the victims. And, 2, all the victims were duelists, I hope you know what that is." "I do sir, I
guess you want me to investigate?" "yes, your our best, and you have some knowledge of dueling, so your perfect fot the job. I am also going to send you to a
organization called Sigma, you will be stationed in the Omega division. Your name shall be Gabriel Ray." "Yes sir!"
Next time, Chapter 2: Undercover Duelist
a lot of dueling in the next chapter