Double Duelist
by
White Lego Ninja
Author's Notes: Hi everyone, it's me again. Well I've got Bad news for whoever wants to ask me in a PM.
This one came to me rather out of the Blue, and let me just say that I'll spare you the Disclaimer. I only own the Original Characters in this one; The young Heroine, the Spirit who fights to protect her, and the Villain they battle to take down. The friends who cheer the Heroine and the Spirit on to win, and the cards they use aren't mine, despite the part where none of you has even heard of the cards they use in your Fun-Fiction Writing lives.
Listen, I'd rather say I didn't own it when I myself have barely heard of it, than say it's mine just so I could say there's something in my story that I own.
The title is to let everyone know it's a Yu-Gi-Oh and Double Dragon Cartoon Crossover. But like CTCometFan's "Elemental Knights' Destiny, there will be other fandoms mentioned.
Italicized Single Quotes means thoughts/telepathy.
Again, this one is just the battle without telling how it came to pass. But I might be able to revise it if I can get Yu-Gi-Oh Season 1 on DVD. (Yugi versus Pegasus; Match of the Millennium parts 1-5 at least.) Oh, and it's certainly more than just a oneshot.
All Double Dragon stories; Parodies, 'What If's, AU's, or even Next Generation, and all Crossovers with Double Dragon in the equation, are based on the 1993 cartoon series, NOT the video games.
Acknowledgements:
To TwistingMoonbeam: I LOVE your story: "To Last the Turn". After reading that, I watched parts four and five of Yugi Versus Pegasus; Match of the Millennium on Netflix again. Then seeing as I'm on my kick with other cartoons including but not limited to Double Dragon and Mortal Kombat: Defenders of the Realm, I sort of getting talked by my muse into writing this one. Please Read, Enjoy, and Review. And if you so wish, feel free to rewrite this piece to your heart's utmost contentment.
CTCometFan: Please update "Elemental Knights' Destiny" soon, and give my story "Virtualegend" a good old read.
Cartoons and Comics used: Yu-Gi-Oh, Yu-Gi-Oh GX, Double Dragon, Mortal Kombat: Defenders of the Realm, Lil Bratz Team Cheer, & Holly Hobbie.
Enough Ado! On with the Battle!
Stage 1
Alysa Aiday stood the blue booth of the Dueling Arena, her card; Jimmy, Red Dragon Master, standing proud. On the other side, David Stonewall had no cards on the field. But he was using ancient magic to send the two of them into the WesterNether Realm.
From the balcony above and to the right of Alysa, her friends; Ailani, the Leader of Lil Bratz Team Cheer, Alexis Rhodes, and Holly Hobbie, Leader of the Hey Girls Club, gasped. Their friend, and unofficial Guardian/Mother Figure, Sonya Blade, watched with cold, distant eyes.
"This place always gives me the shivers," Alysa pondered aloud. The place closely resembled the Shadow Dojo from Double Dragon cartoon. But where the Shadow Mural would hold the carvings of Shadow Master's failed subordinates, this place held paintings of famous rodeo stars. Paintings that... moved around?
"You'll find your experience in my realm to be much harder than your battles against my subordinates," said Stonewall, in the voice of... Shadow Master from Double Dragon cartoon? Man, was this fellow ever evil! He continued: "The strain of switching between yourself and your imaginary partner will make it more difficult to maintain the images of your cards."
'He's right... I feel weak...' Alysa thought.
The Spirit heard her thoughts.
'I'll take over, Alysa. Get some rest.'
The locket glowed as the Spirit switched with Alysa again.
"I should be strong enough. So let's finish our battle now."
Spirit: 'I'll take care of him, Alysa. I can survive in this realm better than you.'
Alysa: 'But we can't abandon our strategy, it was the only thing keeping him on the edge.' Alysa responded to the Spirit of her locket. She had only been back inside the Spirit Chamber a few seconds, and already she was looking... better if not one hundred percent.
No. Alysa wouldn't be scared. Sure the power of the Black Flame would cause her to feel both weak and in pain, smudged together like some unbearable experience of the body. But if the Spirit wasn't scared, neither would she be.
The Spirit would have had to smile.
Across the arena in the red booth, Stonewall drew a card. Then his face split into an imfamous westerner's grin.
"For my next move, I play Inventive Iceman in Attack Mode!" A figure whose body seemed to be made of all ice appeared on the field. The Spirit's eyes almost went bloodshot, and Alysa was in her Spirit Chamber cringing.
Stonewall continued: "And did I tell you, I had him specially created for this match."
Alysa and the Spirit knew that the Iceman was dangerous, and they both cringed.
"And in this realm," said Stonewall, "he's as real as you or I am. Well, as real as Alysa and I am anyhow."
The Spirit growled at his last words, knowing that he'd insinuated that she was imaginary; A friend created from the imagination of an undisciplined child.
"I can see that!"
"Oh he looks formidable," Stonewall mocked, "but what sort of threat is he to you? With only 800 Attack points and 600 Defense points, he's meaningless. Or at least he would be without his hidden powers."
"While I might not know what secrets your Inventive Iceman holds, I'm sure he's not as weak as you'd like me to think. I'm sure he's quite dangerous!"
"Alysa, you're so suspicious," Stonewall gushed.
"This coming from a man who, never true to his word about anything not Rodeo-related, tretaed an innocent child like a slave, unless she did anything Rodeo-related!" Spirit jabbed. At her words, Stonewall shook angrily. Oh what he wouldn't give to wish this mystery girl away, and turn the other side of her, Alysa, into the perfect Rodeo-Loving son he was convinced she was supposed to be from birth.
Spirit drew her card.
"I lay my Dragon Jet on the field. Jet, take flight!"
At the Spirit's command, a huge red jet appeared on the field.
'We've got to keep switching our spirits, and keep him off balance.' Alysa thought.
'Very well, Alysa. Just be careful.' Spirit returned, then switched with her again.
'You obiously fail to realize your position within this battle!' Stonewall thought angrily. He regained his composure and spoke.
"I doubt you've got it in you, Alysa. Maybe if you give up your Spirit Switcher strategy. Take a breather." Stonewall shifted his weight from foot to foot as he taunted. "You now have Two dragons to care for; Your Dragon Jet and your Double Dragon Master."
As soon as he said that, Alysa began to feel pain and pant again, and rather heavily this time, almost violently. Why were there five David Stonewalls, and why in the Double Dragon was he holding thirty cards?
"This is... so hard," Alysa said. "This strain... it hurts so much." She could swear she could hear her heartbeat, and that made her lose her concentration more as all she could do was think about her heartbeat.
Drops of sweat began forming on her face, neck, and chest.
"The whole room... is spinning..."
'Alysa,' said Spirit, appearing at the young Heroine's side. 'If this stress is too much for you, then why don't you let me take over?' She gazed gently at the youth, concern etched all over every inch of her face.
"Give me a moment," Alysa said. She leaned forward and grabbed the Dueling Platform to hold herself up. "I just want to try and last out this turn."
Stonewall grinned as he watched her struggles.
'She's too young, inexperienced, and just plain weak to cope with the stress. If she were more masculine like me, she could survive. And pretending to talk to that other, "Spirit", splits her concentration even more. Her mystical energies will soon be exhausted.'
"You look a little pale there, Alysa. Maybe you should give up your Spirit Switcher strategy. Take a breather."
Disbelief and Hatred added themselves to the typhoon of emotions that were swirling around inside her. How could the man just ignore her pain, if only so he had more energy to work on his rodeo nonsense?!
"Of course I could send you back home to your world," he said. "Whenever you're ready to surrender!"
Then the old man broke out into singing the song Surrender by the band Cheap Trick. As though the fact she was in pain and labored breathing just wasn't good enough to satisfy him.
'Alysa, for once, perhaps the very first time in his life, Stonewall is telling the Truth.' Spirit said, materializing behind Alysa. 'Your mind just can't handle the strain of maintaining our cards'
She knew the Spirit in her locket was right. But she just couldn't stand the frustration of her weakness. She wanted to be strong like the Spirit, and she had apparently sworn to herself that she'd fulfill that dream during THIS duel.
Just as the Spirit, unknown to Alysa, had made it her sworn duty to protect Alysa from evil no matter what the cost.
Alysa's answer, and the relief it filled her with, almost made her dizzy.
'All right. Take over. At least for now' Then the locket glowed, and they switched again.
"I'll use this timeto attack with my Dragon Jet!"
At her word, the jet roared upward, and shot towards Inventive Iceman.
'An impulsive move. No doubt executed out of her concern for little Alysa.'
"Your attack activates Inventive Iceman's secret ability!" Stonewall jeerred. "Frostbitten Faultline!"
The frozen warrior shoved his sword into the floor beneath his feet and caused a tremor. From the crack, large spires of ice formed around the mighty red fighter.
"He stopped it!" Spirit cried, eyes wide in bewilderment.
"As my, 'Abominble Snowman', has zero attack or defense points, I granted himm a rather special power. Iceman can crack solid ground, cause ice to erupt from the fissure, and freeze his enemies in their tracks." As he spoke, Iceman was cackling crazily, much like the Saturday Morning cartoon villain upon whom he was based; Icepick from Double Dragon.
"What could my next move be, you ask?" Stonewall mocked.
"Just play it," Spirit hissed, the venom in her voice making even Alysa shiver.
"Fine then," he said, revealing his hidden card. "Believe it or not, I'm using the Fear monger Ritual to sacrifice my Inventive Iceman. 'Has he lost his mind, sacrificing a Fiend that can freeze any monster I play?' you might ask? No! I'm using this Ritual to create a stronger monster." He grinned and held up his arms, as a gust of icy wind blew.
Spirit cringed as a great black bodysuit appeared to wrap around the Iceman.
"I hereby sacrifice Inventive Iceman in the name of Rodeopolis, to summon another, stronger Fiend!" Stonewall bragged dramatically. He continued: "Oh but there's more! The Amazing... Mind-Blowing... Supreme monster I can only call... Master of Darkness!"
The figure that appeared was clad all in black, and carried a scythe up to his shoulders, the lower half of which was a black-bladed sword.
While Alysa prided herself for not being scared by the monsters in Stonewall's deck, the very sight of Master of Darkness filled her very chest with chills. His shiny red eyes glowing with evil, his long white hair draped over his shoulders like a scarf.
Alysa got the impression the evil being was staring at her, the gaze in his eyes seemed to be drilling right into her very soul. Though he only had 1300 Attack Points and 1300 Defense Points, she hated it with a fierce passion.
"Quite the Rodeo Rocker, huh?" Stonewall asked.
Spirit met Stonewall's, and the Master of Darkness', gazes head-on, unflinching. Alysa wanted to cry at the Spirit's immense Courage and Bravery.
'I want to be like her' Alysa thought.
"And what monstrosity is this?" Spirit questioned. "I've never even heard of anything of this sort, let alone seen it."
"Let me show you," Stonewall answered. "By activating his hidden power! It's even stronger than my last creature."
With a spin of his scythe/sword, he cast a dark curse. The weapon caused a massive horizontal tornado that seemed to suck in the Dragon Jet. It vanished in a matter of seconds.
"Oh no! My Dragon Jet!" Spirit cried out in surprise.
"Gone, but not forgotten... yet." Stonewall jeered.
Spirit growled quietly.
"Red Dragon Master, go. Attack Master of Darkness! Dragon Energy Slash!"
Alysa's favorite card rose to the challenge, a great green beam of energy shooting from the blade of his saber towards his black-clothed, and black-hearted, enemy.
Spinning his sword/scythe again, the black-clad Fiend caused a great grey jet to appear. Thee jet was slightly different from the Dragon Jet, but thee Spirit got the impression that it was like a Shadow now.
Red Dragon Master's beam zapped the Shadow Plane into shards.
"What? He turned my jet into a Shadow Vehicle!" Spirit cried, eyes wide open.
"The Red Dragon Master's attack eliminates Dragon Jet from the duel!" Stonewall sneered. "But as it was Your card before it got its makeover, You take the damage!"
Spirit's Life Points spun down to 900 from 1500. She felt it was unsafe to feel angry at so much; Stonewall's Rodeo nonsense, turning her cards against her, the fact that so many people were... suckers to fall right into Stonewall's manipulative grip. Especially since she was feeling all this with Alysa around.
"By absorbing his opponent's monsters, Master of Darkness can use their power as a shield against opposing monsters' attacks." Stonewall bragged. "Master of Darkness remains unharmed, and the opponent suffers damage from the battle."
Spirit could feel her shoulders shake with anger.
"You attacked, and lowered your own Life Points. As long as I have Master of Darkness in play, You're your own greatest enemy!"
Simple seconds seemed to drag on like hours to Alysa and the Spirit of her Locket.
"Ooh, how it must suck to be you," Stonewall bragged again. "To have all these powerful cards, but unable to use any as they will turn their backs on you."
"This game isn't over yet," Spirit called.
"Nope, but it might as well be." Stonewall drew from his deck. "Darkness absorbs even Time itself. Watch!" He extended his hand. "I activate Master of Darkness' Shadow Conversion!"
Master of Darkness spun his scythe again, and again the tornado seemed to suck Red Dragon Master inside.
"Try as he might to resist, your Red Dragon Master will find my Master of Darkness' power as undeniable as your jet did."
And as it did the last time, the opponent's card emerged from the chasm in the Arena floor. This time, Alysa's card came out clad in black like Stonewall's Master of Darkness.
"Now he's turned my Dragon Master into another Shadow."
"That's right, Alysa," Stonewall gushed. "You're starting to get the hint. And this time I've captured one of your strongest warriors... not to mention one of your personal favorites. But in battle, he'll deplete your Life Points all the same. Guess you're not his favorite, anymore."
'We've got to turn this battle around. But how?' Spirit silently pondered. 'Every card we play will be used against us.'
'We can't give up,' Alysa responded, her voice filled with gentleness and courage. 'We have to Spirit Switch again long enough so I can play a card and retreat before Sotnewall's Shadow Magic shows him my card... It worked before, so it's gotta work again.'
While her voice and words were brimming with certainty, she herself didn't know what she would get herself into. It was going to take lots of luck, and trust, for this move not to be in vain. Not to mention how terrified she was; Terrified of the WesterNether Realm, terrified of Master of Darkness... But most of all, terrified of David Stonewall.
Stonewall and the Master of Darkness, no! The cartoon villain upon which he was based; The Shadow Master, might just as well have been one and the same, EXACT SAME, man!
Spirit: 'Are you sure you're up to this, Alysa? We don't know how long you can last in the WesterNether Realm.'
Alysa: 'I don't have to last very long. Just long enough to play one last card and retreat before the Black Flame's power allows him to read it.'
The way Alysa said "Last" made the Spirit almost cringe.
Spirit: 'But if you reach the limits of your stamina, your spirit will be shattered. Scattered throughout the bowels of Nightmare forever!'
Spirit watched as Alysa tried to adopt a look that gave a small semblance of Selfless Bravery. Alysa gulped, gazed at the shadowy walls around them both, and then smiled back at the Spirit again.
'Whatever happens, we have to take the chance. For the sake of all our friends, for the sake of each other... And in my case, for the sake of the mommy I never knew.'
At hearing Alysa's words about her mother, the Spirit knew Alysa had made up her mind. And when Alysa Aiday made up her mind, there was NO changing it. So with an equally brave smile to that of hers, the Spirit reluctantly switched sides with Alysa again.
A split second after they switched, Alysa was feeling the effects again, worse than ever. There were dark circles under her eyes-which were bloodshot, sweat covered her face, and she panted as her vision began to blur.
"I've... got to play quick," she huffed, barely above a whisper.
Alysa reached for her deck, her right hand, her, "Good hand" as she called it since she could do so much more with it than her left, shaking.
'Little Alysa, she's back again.' Stonewall thought. 'This brat never learns, does she?'
Alysa's head hurt, like her very skull was made of steel. She hadn't been sleeping well lately, not since the monster standing in the booth across from her started his rodeo business. But being scared of his True Self wouldn't avenge her mother, or bring his business crashing to the ground.
She had to be Strong.
'I've got to trust in the Heart of my cards,' she thought. 'This next card I pull... might be the last. Please, make it one that can defeat the Shadow Monster. Please!'
She drew her card, rather quickly for the condition she was in, looked it over and nodded. She put on a small smile and placed it.
"I play Pot of Greed... so I can... draw two new cards..." she huffed. She drew them, scanned them, and nodded.
'It's all up to the Spirit of my Locket now.' she thought as she placed a facedown card.
"Stonewall... I place a card facedown..." she addressed her enemy. "And for my last move... I play Metro Trafficer in... Defense Mode." A blonde woman in a blue and white Police uniform appeared in a kneeling position.
'At least now there's one card he can't find out about.' Alysa thought. 'At least now we have a chance.'
'If I try to probe her mind, they'll just switch again,' Stonewall mused. 'So instead I'll move into battle.'
"Master of Darkness, attack!" he hollered. "Destroy the Metro Cop!"
Stonewall's monster, the Submaster of Darkness, screamed in pain as his superior powered up to attack. Alysa gasped, eyes wide.
'He's... he's using... Oh no!'
The blast from his Scythe/Sword cracked Metro Trafficer into pieces. Normally Alysa would just shield her eyes to protect from the shattered shards, even though they were just holographic.
But this time, she was trying to shield herself from shards of what could be assumed was shattered glass.
The Spirit of the Locket appeared in front of her, helping to shield her from the blast.
'Alysa, switch now. Do it quickly!'
But it was too late. Alysa went linp and closed her eyes.
'Alysa? Alysa!'
"Spirit..." Alysa gasped out as she fell forward. "You've got... to beat... David Stonewall..."
And Alysa collapsed to her knees on the platform, her head falling into her arms. Her cards still cluthed in her hand.
But she was gone...
End Notes: No, she's not dead. Her spirit was just overwhelmed by all the evil and hate of the western Rodeo-Loving monster she faced.
This story will have a sort of, 'Cast of Characters' setup at the end, like they do in the movies. Please Read and Review with LOTS of ideas I can use to get the story there.
Cheers!
White Lego Ninja