Flashback: 5000 years ago today, Ancient Egypt. The Pharaoh has just locked
his soul and a tomb robber's into the final two Millennium items. His
disciples mourn his loss, and are determined to preserve his spirit. To do
so, their most talented sorcerer must use the same spell the pharaoh used
to form a new item, in case any others are stolen or used against the
Pharaoh in later times. The sorcerer is successful, but the massive energy
used to accomplish the spell kills him. The item he created, the Millennium
Star, is handed down to his son, who is in turn told that failure of any of
his descendants to do so will result in a most painful punishment.
The man is most careful in his protection of the item, and proceeds to hand down the same strict warning to his own son when he reaches the proper age. All of the sorcerer's descendants pass down the item, and protect it with their lives. However, after 5000 years, the item is about to be passed down to a young teen named Scott, who has just won the American Duel Monsters Championship. Scott is a very skeptic individual, and is not sure what to believe about whatever the weird item his parents are becoming so careful to hide. His parents are devoted archaeologists, and they said they discovered the item in Egypt. Scott starts reading through his parents' notes on it, but before he's even halfway through their theories on a strange place called the 'Shadow realm' the house is vandalized by several men in dark cloaks. They go after the item, but Scott grabs the box and the item, along with his parents' notes, and runs off. He hears his parents drive off in their car, but it soon crashes, and both his parents are soon captured. The house then catches on fire, and Scott is believed dead. He devotes his life from then on to finding out what happened and why. His travels take him to a town called Domino.
Three weeks before, Scott had received a video message. It was from one Maximillion Pegasus. The reason was that the prize for becoming American champ was the winner would be able to create one card, totally original, and Pegasus himself would paint and design the card. What Scott didn't know was that he had also checked back into Scott's history and found a prime candidate for a little manipulation of sorts.
Scott played the message. Pegasus told him that the card was ready, and that, if he wished, he had another little surprise he might be interested in. The boat to the castle would arrive shortly.
Upon his arrival, he was greeted by Croquet, Pegasus' chief of security, who showed him to the main hall. Pegasus simply smiled and motioned for him to sit.
"My dear boy, I believe I may have two things in my possession that may interest you. One is your card...which I was most dismayed you came up with. Seeing as how you must have paid very close attention to what really happened in battle city, I trust?"
"Yeah, nothing new to me. God cards, mind control, the whole Shadow realm thing...kinda like a badly translated Japanese Anime. However, the thing that disappointed me is that nobody created a god card that featured...darker shades of true power. That's why I came up with that. The Dark Dragon of Anubis is my new pride and joy."
"You do realize that in creating this card, you may have made a few enemies? For both of us?"
"Yeah, that came to mind, but then again, it's not like we haven't had our...fair share of misfortunes, now is it?"
"True, and that, Mr. Marshall, is the other reason I've called you here. Simply, one of my old enemies took something of mine. And I want it back. I was wondering, since you seem to have some spare time on your hands, would you mind retrieving them both for me?"
"Yeah, homeless boy got LOADS of spare time. Well, depend on what I get out of the deal."
"You get everything you see here. Namely, my castle, the island, and maybe a nice little portion of the company."
"You must REALLY hate this guy, huh?"
"Indeed I do. He stole something from me. And he hasn't stopped there. He most likely continues to steal things that aren't his. And he will be coming for your item as well. So, are you up to it?"
"Name the game."
"It has simple rules. Catch Mr. Bakura. Take back what is mine. And, bonus points for getting a few other trinkets of considerable value. Here is a list and descriptions. And where you can find them. Off you go."
The abrupt end to the conversation was rather amusing, but Scott got up and left without a word. He made sure to take his card first. He spotted Croquet following him.
"Yeah, what now?"
"Mr. Pegasus also wanted me to give you these." he held out a purse and one of KaibaCorp's new Duel Disks. "He mentioned that Seto Kaiba is holding a new tournament, to make up for a few past mistakes during battle city. The items you seek will be found on a few of the participants. So enjoy."
"Oh, I have a feeling I will. This is gonna be a blast."
Scott gradually headed down the streets of Domino. This whole bounty hunter escapade was kind of interesting, but for some reason he had this sneaking suspicion there was more to this whole thing than pure old fashioned revenge. Bakura was A: an easy target, just follow the coma patients, and
B: rather easy to beat. He only competed in two duels in battle city. Not exactly experienced. Pegasus could easily send a flunkie. Why did he have to hire someone to just go after one miserable duelist who had a few...psychotic tendencies? Maybe he was going back to the old super-plot maneuver. But for that he'd need...
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Sitting at a desk on the top floor of his corporation was Seto Kaiba. he'd been rather busy with a few problems lately, namely that while Kaibacorp's profits had gone through the roof from the Duel Disks, his sanity and credibility came under fire when one of his employees slipped about the fact that he hadn't landed the blimp even when three of his finalists were badly hurt. So he had that lawsuit. Then, he had been going nuts after he had lost to Yugi AGAIN. Once was bad. This was worse. And finally, last but not least....after his duel with Ishizu, he had been trying to find out what the strange dreams he had were about, but worse, he had been having more bizarre dreams very similar to that one every bloody night since. Needless to say, only Mokuba had dared to come within fifty feet of him, let alone enter his office. He was really beginning to wish he had never met Yugi Mutou.
At least he had the tournament to distract him. Now for the people who were going to qualify....
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The large glasses and bowl haircut made it hard for Weevil Underwood to hide. He was attempting to stake out Yugi's card shop. Pegasus had been most generous in their meeting, even offering him a chance to soundly crush Yugi and that punk wheeler...all those new cards he had been given made Weevil's little slit of a mouth water. However, Pegasus said he would earn a larger reward if he would bring him another. This Bakura character seemed to be a worthy challenge....
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Ryou bakura was casually sitting in a back alley...these new cards he had stolen had proved most useful in defeating the fool Pegasus had sent for him. Apparently his old adversary had sent a whole army of bounty hunters after him. Perhaps he should counter with an army of his own...that fool Marik had been most generous in providing him a large group of fools with which to tinker. All those idiots in the shadow realm, even that ghoul Bonz may prove useful...Bakura chuckled to himself. This would indeed be fun.
Bakura had been busy. In only three days, he had already made a small army out of several newly resurrected duelists. All he had to do was threaten them with returning to the Shadow Realm and they automatically did whatever he wanted. This was too easy. Soon, he would have more than enough of a force to crush Yugi and take the items he so rightfully desired. However, the knowledge that Pegasus had hired so many of his own hunters made bakura more cautious, so he picked up a few more duelists and cards. The familiar faces Yugi would encounter would be very interesting to watch. He dispatched only one, but that one would be more than sufficient to present Yugi a challenge. "You may leave, Arkana. Come back after you have your revenge."
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Pegasus calmly sat in his large easy chair, sipping some red wine. Aah, the pleasures of life. With so much money, he had dozens of duelists working for him. Weevil, Rex Raptor, even the ever-righteous Mako Tsunami had bent to the ever-growing promises he had presented them. However, that one boy, Marshall. Oh, he was tricky. That one had enough suspicion for twelve different schizophrenics. So, he had told a few select searchers to track him and report anything if he were to betray orders. Playing with all these people like chess pieces would be more fun than Cartoon Network. And, if all else failed, he had one or two little trump cards waiting in the wings.
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Seto Kaiba was finally getting some well-earned sleep. It didn't take long for his phone to ring, though.
"What?"
"Uh, Mr. Kaiba, A Maximillion Pegasus is on line one."
"Oh, this should be interesting. Put him through on speaker."
"Yes, sir." Pegasus' voice eventually came through.
"Ah, Kaiba-boy, how ARE you? Okay, I hope?"
"What do you want now?"
"Oh, so rude. You really should learn some manners. But anyway, I have just learned that someone has found a new Egyptian god card."
"WHAT? I suppose you have something to do with this?"
"Oh, no...I did nothing at all. But there is something about this I want you to know. He is planning to enter your tournament. And...He's got Yugi- boy involved too. So your most intense rival is in your tournament under the impression he's saving the world again. And even better? Yugi-boy is going to use HIS gods, too. So you may have a chance to get your old friend Obelisk back."
"Hmm...But why tell ME this? What do you get out of it?"
"Nothing much. In exchange, all I ask is for you to beat Yugi-boy and take those trinkets you enjoy so much."
"The millennium items. What do you want with them?"
"Oh, I have my reasons. And you have yours. Those terrible dreams you're having must make it so hard to concentrate."
"Fine. I'll do it. But don't be surprised if I decide to keep a thing or two for myself."
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The man is most careful in his protection of the item, and proceeds to hand down the same strict warning to his own son when he reaches the proper age. All of the sorcerer's descendants pass down the item, and protect it with their lives. However, after 5000 years, the item is about to be passed down to a young teen named Scott, who has just won the American Duel Monsters Championship. Scott is a very skeptic individual, and is not sure what to believe about whatever the weird item his parents are becoming so careful to hide. His parents are devoted archaeologists, and they said they discovered the item in Egypt. Scott starts reading through his parents' notes on it, but before he's even halfway through their theories on a strange place called the 'Shadow realm' the house is vandalized by several men in dark cloaks. They go after the item, but Scott grabs the box and the item, along with his parents' notes, and runs off. He hears his parents drive off in their car, but it soon crashes, and both his parents are soon captured. The house then catches on fire, and Scott is believed dead. He devotes his life from then on to finding out what happened and why. His travels take him to a town called Domino.
Three weeks before, Scott had received a video message. It was from one Maximillion Pegasus. The reason was that the prize for becoming American champ was the winner would be able to create one card, totally original, and Pegasus himself would paint and design the card. What Scott didn't know was that he had also checked back into Scott's history and found a prime candidate for a little manipulation of sorts.
Scott played the message. Pegasus told him that the card was ready, and that, if he wished, he had another little surprise he might be interested in. The boat to the castle would arrive shortly.
Upon his arrival, he was greeted by Croquet, Pegasus' chief of security, who showed him to the main hall. Pegasus simply smiled and motioned for him to sit.
"My dear boy, I believe I may have two things in my possession that may interest you. One is your card...which I was most dismayed you came up with. Seeing as how you must have paid very close attention to what really happened in battle city, I trust?"
"Yeah, nothing new to me. God cards, mind control, the whole Shadow realm thing...kinda like a badly translated Japanese Anime. However, the thing that disappointed me is that nobody created a god card that featured...darker shades of true power. That's why I came up with that. The Dark Dragon of Anubis is my new pride and joy."
"You do realize that in creating this card, you may have made a few enemies? For both of us?"
"Yeah, that came to mind, but then again, it's not like we haven't had our...fair share of misfortunes, now is it?"
"True, and that, Mr. Marshall, is the other reason I've called you here. Simply, one of my old enemies took something of mine. And I want it back. I was wondering, since you seem to have some spare time on your hands, would you mind retrieving them both for me?"
"Yeah, homeless boy got LOADS of spare time. Well, depend on what I get out of the deal."
"You get everything you see here. Namely, my castle, the island, and maybe a nice little portion of the company."
"You must REALLY hate this guy, huh?"
"Indeed I do. He stole something from me. And he hasn't stopped there. He most likely continues to steal things that aren't his. And he will be coming for your item as well. So, are you up to it?"
"Name the game."
"It has simple rules. Catch Mr. Bakura. Take back what is mine. And, bonus points for getting a few other trinkets of considerable value. Here is a list and descriptions. And where you can find them. Off you go."
The abrupt end to the conversation was rather amusing, but Scott got up and left without a word. He made sure to take his card first. He spotted Croquet following him.
"Yeah, what now?"
"Mr. Pegasus also wanted me to give you these." he held out a purse and one of KaibaCorp's new Duel Disks. "He mentioned that Seto Kaiba is holding a new tournament, to make up for a few past mistakes during battle city. The items you seek will be found on a few of the participants. So enjoy."
"Oh, I have a feeling I will. This is gonna be a blast."
Scott gradually headed down the streets of Domino. This whole bounty hunter escapade was kind of interesting, but for some reason he had this sneaking suspicion there was more to this whole thing than pure old fashioned revenge. Bakura was A: an easy target, just follow the coma patients, and
B: rather easy to beat. He only competed in two duels in battle city. Not exactly experienced. Pegasus could easily send a flunkie. Why did he have to hire someone to just go after one miserable duelist who had a few...psychotic tendencies? Maybe he was going back to the old super-plot maneuver. But for that he'd need...
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Sitting at a desk on the top floor of his corporation was Seto Kaiba. he'd been rather busy with a few problems lately, namely that while Kaibacorp's profits had gone through the roof from the Duel Disks, his sanity and credibility came under fire when one of his employees slipped about the fact that he hadn't landed the blimp even when three of his finalists were badly hurt. So he had that lawsuit. Then, he had been going nuts after he had lost to Yugi AGAIN. Once was bad. This was worse. And finally, last but not least....after his duel with Ishizu, he had been trying to find out what the strange dreams he had were about, but worse, he had been having more bizarre dreams very similar to that one every bloody night since. Needless to say, only Mokuba had dared to come within fifty feet of him, let alone enter his office. He was really beginning to wish he had never met Yugi Mutou.
At least he had the tournament to distract him. Now for the people who were going to qualify....
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The large glasses and bowl haircut made it hard for Weevil Underwood to hide. He was attempting to stake out Yugi's card shop. Pegasus had been most generous in their meeting, even offering him a chance to soundly crush Yugi and that punk wheeler...all those new cards he had been given made Weevil's little slit of a mouth water. However, Pegasus said he would earn a larger reward if he would bring him another. This Bakura character seemed to be a worthy challenge....
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Ryou bakura was casually sitting in a back alley...these new cards he had stolen had proved most useful in defeating the fool Pegasus had sent for him. Apparently his old adversary had sent a whole army of bounty hunters after him. Perhaps he should counter with an army of his own...that fool Marik had been most generous in providing him a large group of fools with which to tinker. All those idiots in the shadow realm, even that ghoul Bonz may prove useful...Bakura chuckled to himself. This would indeed be fun.
Bakura had been busy. In only three days, he had already made a small army out of several newly resurrected duelists. All he had to do was threaten them with returning to the Shadow Realm and they automatically did whatever he wanted. This was too easy. Soon, he would have more than enough of a force to crush Yugi and take the items he so rightfully desired. However, the knowledge that Pegasus had hired so many of his own hunters made bakura more cautious, so he picked up a few more duelists and cards. The familiar faces Yugi would encounter would be very interesting to watch. He dispatched only one, but that one would be more than sufficient to present Yugi a challenge. "You may leave, Arkana. Come back after you have your revenge."
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Pegasus calmly sat in his large easy chair, sipping some red wine. Aah, the pleasures of life. With so much money, he had dozens of duelists working for him. Weevil, Rex Raptor, even the ever-righteous Mako Tsunami had bent to the ever-growing promises he had presented them. However, that one boy, Marshall. Oh, he was tricky. That one had enough suspicion for twelve different schizophrenics. So, he had told a few select searchers to track him and report anything if he were to betray orders. Playing with all these people like chess pieces would be more fun than Cartoon Network. And, if all else failed, he had one or two little trump cards waiting in the wings.
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Seto Kaiba was finally getting some well-earned sleep. It didn't take long for his phone to ring, though.
"What?"
"Uh, Mr. Kaiba, A Maximillion Pegasus is on line one."
"Oh, this should be interesting. Put him through on speaker."
"Yes, sir." Pegasus' voice eventually came through.
"Ah, Kaiba-boy, how ARE you? Okay, I hope?"
"What do you want now?"
"Oh, so rude. You really should learn some manners. But anyway, I have just learned that someone has found a new Egyptian god card."
"WHAT? I suppose you have something to do with this?"
"Oh, no...I did nothing at all. But there is something about this I want you to know. He is planning to enter your tournament. And...He's got Yugi- boy involved too. So your most intense rival is in your tournament under the impression he's saving the world again. And even better? Yugi-boy is going to use HIS gods, too. So you may have a chance to get your old friend Obelisk back."
"Hmm...But why tell ME this? What do you get out of it?"
"Nothing much. In exchange, all I ask is for you to beat Yugi-boy and take those trinkets you enjoy so much."
"The millennium items. What do you want with them?"
"Oh, I have my reasons. And you have yours. Those terrible dreams you're having must make it so hard to concentrate."
"Fine. I'll do it. But don't be surprised if I decide to keep a thing or two for myself."
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