This is a story I have had in my mind for awhile now. Originaly the idea was the Yu-Gi-Oh! characters would just kick the buts of every Bakugan character I could think of but I like what it evolved into. Warning, MAJOR spoilers! I can't stress that enough. Well dispite my best efforts, do try to enjoy my take on Yu-Gi-Oh! & Bakugan.
Over a year ago cards came down on the earth like rain. The cards were collected by youths and from there new cards came fantastic creatures called Bakugan. With there new allies these children played a game of great and terrible power. But this game was more dangerous than it appeared.
In Vestroia, home world of the Bakugan, a war had erupted that had spilled over into the human world. This war threatened to destroy the entire universe.
One day a boy named Dan Kuso met a particular Bakugan caller Drago, a dragon of fire. Together, Dan, Drago, and there allies defeated the villain Naga, and saved both there worlds.
The Bakugan have scene left earth to return home and leave there brawling partners behind. Some time has passed and Dan, Alice, Shun, Runo, Marucho, and Julie have settled into a life without battling.
Alice, a petit redhead, walked down a Moscow street, as per her daily ritual. Bag in hand she went down to the market to get the makings for her and her grandfather's dinner.
"Thank you," Alice said to the store clerk. As soon as she cleared the overhang over the shop she felt a warm liquid wash over her. Stunned, she looked up to find the source of the liquid she realized was tomato juice.
Two young boys leapt from the overhang and ran away down the street. Alice tried to stop them but before she could move she heard a phrase that stabbed through her heart. "Take that Masquerade!"
She couldn't hate them. She couldn't hate someone who would do that to Masquerade. She knew she would never be forgiven for the crimes committed by her evil alter ego. She choked back her sorrow like a pro.
Alice would never be used to it, but it happened every few weeks so she accepted it. She could see the gravel road her house was on. No one was around now. Alice was having trouble her emotions in check. When a steady rain started she fell to her knees and began to sob into her hands.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I never wanted to be Masquerade!" Tomato juice and rain water dripped from Alice's waist-length curly hair. Her favorite green and yellow dress was ruined. "I never wanted to be Masquerade," she said again.
"But that dosen't change the fact that you were Masquerade," a voice said from behind. Alice turned to see who it was. When she saw it was a group of boys her age she stood up. They had a look of rage on there faces.
"Please understand," Alice pleaded, "I…I know I will never be forgiven…"
"No," the boy in the lead said," you will never be forgiven." Alice was overcome by fear. She shook like a leaf. She had only experienced fear like this once before. The small group began to approach her. Alice couldn't believe what was happening. She shook her head in disbelief. She genuinely feared for her life.
The next moment an umbrella hung over Alice's head and a figure blocked her attacker's path. "Lay one hand on this girl… and it will be your last mistake," the stranger warned. He had long, white hair. It was the same length as Alice's and was messy. He was tall and athletically built. His voice was low and smooth, but it cracked like it was parched dry.
"Who the #$% do you think you are?" the leader demanded. The stranger turned his head toward the aggressors. Alice couldn't see the look he gave, but it tore into the hearts of the others. Most of them backed away but the leader was not so egger to go. After some coaxing from a friend, he too left.
The stranger turned to face Alice. He had dull, soulless eyes. "Don't worry," he told her in a reassuring tone,"no harm will come to you." He raised his hand to wipe away a tear from her cheek. She flinched and moved away. The stranger smiled. "I understand," he said. He took off a rope he wore around his neck and offered it to Alice. "Take this."
At the end of the rope was a gold ring about six inches in diameter. Inside the ring was a gold triangle with an eye engraved on it. At the bottom of the ring were five conical spikes dangling from loops. Alice studied it for a few moments. It was beautiful. Suddenly she realized the man opposite her was offering to give it to her. "No," she finally said, "I couldn't. I should be giving something to you… to show my gratitude."
"I want you to have it," the stranger said, "I feel like it's meant to be yours." Hesitantly Alice accepted the gift. "Keep it close to you, and it will always keep you safe." Alice pondered that for a moment. How could a gold ring protect her? "Would you like me to walk you home?" the stranger asked after a long pause.
"No!" Alice said forcefully. The regret on her face was immediate and obvious. She didn't know why she reacted that way.
The stranger gave her another kind smile. He turned to go. "Take good care of yourself," he said warmly.
Alice examined the ring. She pored over every detail. It appeared to be made of real gold! It wasn't the kind of thing she would normally where, but she decided she would where it… for him.
Suddenly she realized she didn't know who "he" was. She looked up but he was long gone. She hoped she would see him again one day so she could thank him properly. She would never forget him. Alice began to blush.
"I'll try it on," she told her self. The moment the rope came to rest around her neck, Alice lost consciousness. Her body relaxed, but it didn't fall.
"Finally," Alice's voice said. She spoke in a low tone. Later she came across the bullies who had approached her earlier. Her sadistic laugh was barely audible over the screams of pain and terror.