Yugi-Oh: Enter The Shadows

Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with the Yugi-Oh trademark and this fic is just for entertainment purposes. However, I do own all the characters you do not recognise and their cards.

This fic is a collaboration with x-Zero-x-Gravity-x.

Prologue

Young Dylan Paradox excitedly hopped out of bed. Today, Grandpa Paradox was coming over to visit and when Grandpa came to visit, it was always memorable. He would always have some strangely fascinating story to tell or some wise words that he would pass on to young Dylan. Dylan, though still a small chap, understood most of Grandpa Paradox's ramblings. But how could he? After all, he was barely a day over eleven. A tender age where curiosity often overpowers rational thinking and where a mind as young as his, could get easily muddled up with too much information. You see, Dylan and Grandpa Paradox shared one common passion – dueling. Grandpa Paradox was the undisputed King Of Games once upon a time and the young boy through Dylan's father's many stories and legends, strongly desired to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. Dylan's father was sure it was just a phase he was going through; just natural curiosity. Dylan, though, ached for more information about dueling. Just a few weeks ago, his grandpa had gotten him his very first starter deck. A machine deck it was and Dylan instantly formed a stellar bond with his cards.

Dylan rapidly threw on a blue jumper and ran down the stairs, all the while straining his ears to catch the familiar voice of his grandpa. Once he saw the man he desired to see, young Dylan's boyish face lit up with glee as he rushed to the man's side.

"Woah. Woah. Dylan. I'm not a young man anymore. Don't give me a fright like that again," Grandpa Paradox playfully warned. Dylan beamed. "Grandpa. Grandpa. I hope you're here for a long time. Now tell me some stories. Those ones about all those big duels you had." Grandpa Paradox smiled as Dylan's father entered the room, wearing a proud grin on his face. "Hey dad, keep Dylan company will you? I have to go out for a while but I promise I won't be long, that alright Dylan?"

Dylan nodded, "More than alright. Grandpa's gonna tell me some stories!" Grandpa Paradox and Dylan's father both laughed heartily. "Okay Dylan, be a good boy now, I'll see you both later," he waved as he stepped out of the front door. Dylan immediately led his grandpa to the biggest couch in the door and made him sit down. "Alright Grandpa, no escaping now, I want you to tell me everything. From the beginning." Grandpa Paradox scrunched his eyebrows and looked curiously at Dylan. "From the beginning?" he questioned. "Yeah, I mean like from the start. How it all started for you, how you became the King Of Games," Dylan flourished his hand theatrically in a cool dueling pose. "That will take a long time Dylan. Stories are long and complicated, especially this one. Some stories are dark. Some stories don't have an ending. My story doesn't have an ending. I'm not sure you would find it very interesting," Grandpa Paradox stared into plain air. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Dylan snapped a finger in his face and shook him out of his stupor.

Grandpa Paradox blinked his eyes rapidly and soon a smile formed on his wrinkled face. "Well then Dylan, make yourself comfortable and fix yourself a hot drink, it's going to be a long one..."

A/N: Hey guys, please let us know what you think of it so far.I know its short but remember this is just the start, the prologue. The true story will begin next chapter which should be up shortly. Fare well.