I am too excited not to start on my first Yu-Gi-Oh fan fiction. I'll be doing other fan fictions not related to DP as well. It just Yu-Gi-Oh is more exciting and I'll have a bigger audience anyways. Now, it may take a while to do another chapter since I'm visiting my Mom's. I hope you like this one. Review please!
The region was dark and very hot. It was the desert after all. Although, it was not full of sand like the Sahara, it was mostly rocky. There was no grass or plant life. The region only consisted of rocks and more rocks. Yugi was used to this type of stuff, traveling around often as he does.
Sweat was pouring constantly beneath his bangs. Yugi couldn't comprehend if it was the heat of the desert or the pressure from the shadow game he was currently playing. His opponent stared at him coldly with the most distasteful smirk.
"What's wrong King of Games, did you finally decided to give up?" The opponent smirked deviously. Yugi gave back a glare.
"I NEVER give up!" Yugi proclaimed as he turned his eyes to the three cards in his hand. "I'll set two more face downs!"
"My turn! Seems like the heat is finally getting to you!"
Yugi kept his confident glare before looking at the one card left in his hand. There was no weakness in his face. Non at all. Nobody could ever tell that Yugi once faced a mass of phobias before becoming a duel king. Learning from Atem, who once shared his body so long ago, Yugi could now face any fear or anyone who would get in his way. That didn't mean, however, he had no fears. The fears he had, lied in his heart.
The opponent drew his card and looked at them with an even bigger grin. Yugi never liked the looks of it. He still kept his glare.
"My Silent Swordsman levels up now to level 10 thanks to his special ability!"
"Whatever. Your swordsman won't stand against my mighty gargoyles!"
On the field lied Silent Swordsman Lv 10 and Curse of Dragon Knight on Yugi's side with three face downs and 1300 life points. Yugi's opponent, with a huge black coat, long baggy pants, a dark shirt, messy hair that was worse than Bakura's hair due, and dusty boots, had Gargoyle of Darkness with 2600 ATK points thanks to Sword of Dark Destruction and Gargoyle Leader with 3400. Though their attacks were lower than Silent Magician who had 3500, their special abilities were made of team work. Gargoyle Leader's ability could add attack points from any gargoyle on the field during battle faze until the end of the holder's turn.
Yugi was prepared to use his face down cards. From what he could see, the gargoyles had incredible strength and special abilities. He kept cautious and never underestimated the strength of the gargoyles his opponent had on the field.
"I use my spell card: rise of stone! I can add any gargoyle I want as long as Gargoyle Leader's on the field. Did I mention that his attack points double if I add the gargoyle I summon to the field and give the leader its attack points."
Yugi kept his expression while watching Gargoyle Leader's attack points rose to 6000 as soon as Gargoyle of Life, with 1300 attack points, was summoned to the field.
"... and as you know, his attack points increase when I use Gargoyle Leader's special ability."
Gargoyle Leader's attack points rose to 8600. Yugi could hear the gasps of very familiar voices. He knew who they were and why they were with him. He started wishing they weren't there, knowing their lives were at risk. If anything were to happen to them, Yugi could never forgive himself. These kids HAD to be protected from the dangers that lurked within this man the duelist was facing.
If Yugi did not have to worry about protecting the two kids behind him, winning or losing would not matter much to him. Winning or losing was not a big or deal to Yugi. He never wished to be the King of Games nor refused that position. This title was given to him by Atem who was once called this 3000 years ago in ancient Egypt.
"I can sense fear in your eyes, Yugi Moto. It seems that your little fan group are more to your liking," Yugi's opponent smirked as a glowing bubble surrounded the two children who revealed to be a boy and a girl of the same age and were twins.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH!" Jaden cried while jerking his head up from his bunk. Cold sweat slowly poured from the sides of his forehead. He panted from the weird nightmare he had. "Whoa, that was weird. Even weirder than the last weird dreams I had."
"Jaden, is something wrong? I heard a scream," Professor Banner asked his pupil. Yubel appeared near Jaden.
"He had a nightmare," Yubel explained. "Speaking of which, what was your dream about?"
"I was Yugi Moto and playing a shadow game, like the ones with the Shadow Riders, only more dangerous. I've never felt... or seen the King of Games himself this fearful in my life. I swear, it felt so real," Jaden muttered while grabbing his legs.
"Do you need Kuriboh?" Yubel asked before Winged Kuriboh popped up.
"Yes. Thanks," Jaden answered while smiling. He tucked back into bed with Winged Kuriboh snuggling against the slifer red duelist like a kitty cat.
The next day, Jaden logged onto one of the school computers to download some music. He just happened to have come across an article, whose title read King of Games in Coma. Winged Kuriboh popped right by Jaden's face as the slifer red duelist clicked on the article and read it with shocking eyes. According to the article, Yugi was found unconscious in the middle of the desert around the Southern part of Asia by two small kids. They claimed he was playing a shadow game and lost purposely, surrendering the duel. From the king's condition, it seems to be similar to the condition the players of Battle City had, who also ended up in a coma.
Jaden placed his hand over his forehead as he started recalling the bizarre dream he had last night. Could that dream have been true? From what he could tell, Yugi surrendered the duel to save those two children. Jaden bit his bottom lip while trying to remember where the victums, who lost to a shadow game, went to. Not paying attention in class, the boy was clueless.
"Ello Jaden," Alexis greeted before noticing the article. "So you heard about it... or read."
"Yeah. Kuriboh's really down in the dumps about it," Jaden replied.
"What's he so gloom about it for?" Chazz asked rudely. "It's not like he has anything with Yugi Moto or anything."
"Cut it out, Chazz!" Alexis glared.
Winged Kuriboh's eyes narrowed while his claws tightened. Winged Kurboh made "kuri" noises. The ogama brothers understood Winged Kuriboh's speech and immediately popped out.
"Whoa, that's awful!" Ogama Green said in a gasp.
"I wish my former master was like that. All he did was trash me in a stinky well," Ogama Black envied.
"Who asked you to be here and what are you talking about?" Chazz asked with annoyance and curiosity.
"Kuriboh says Yugi Moto was his former master for four years before being given to Jaden," Ogama Green answered.
"They were also very close almost like us," Ogama Yellow added.
"I don't have anything with any of you annoying freaks!" Chazz yelled while about to wack them before realizing what Ogama Green mentioned. "Wait..." Chazz's eyes bugged open and turned toward Jaden. "Jaden's stupid pet belonged to Yugi Moto?"
"My pal is not stupid!" Jaden argued.
"And Yugi is known for using Kuribohs, especially against Kaiba. In fact, Yugi was the first duelist in the world to use a kuriboh in the championships," Alexis mentioned.
Winged Kuriboh started making more "kuri" noises while looking at Jaden with those puppy eyes.
"Whoa, Kuriboh says his brothers live with Yugi too. Apparently, he has a collection of them: Kuriba, Kuribi, Kuribandet, Kuribabalon..." Jaden paused, then looked up at Winged Kuriboh with a smile. "Wow, that's even more than the ogamas. I wonder if Yugi has a hard time sleeping with roommate cramping the whole game shop."
"Bet he does," Chazz muttered with a snotty look.
"Hey guys!" Syrus shouted as soon as he entered the computer room. "Hurry up. Class will be starting soon."
"Coming Sy!" Jaden answered right away before Winged Kuriboh disappeared and his master ran across the halls.