Secrets

O.k. so Hakuoh has a secret, so what?

Well you'll just have to read and see ne.

Disclaimer: Don't own Duel Masters.


Chapter 1 Secret souls

I don't know what's wrong with me nowadays, but there is this part of me that seems to be taken over by the cold and darkness surrounding me, I'm having blank spots in my memory about the current events of my life. I would feel when I wake up all dirty, used and unable to move.

What is happening to me?


Once again I'm sitting playing cards with myself; it was a daily routine of being trapped in this hellhole called the "Temple".

The usual silence hang in the air comforts yet suffocates me, how come everyone gets to be so happy, so free, and I, the top duelist in the world cannot even step a foot outside the Temple? Why do I have to live in such isolation?

Maybe I'm just losing my mind, I need fresh air.

"Looks like someone's bored."

I lifted my head to face the direction of the new voice. "And if I am."

"I feel pity for you."

"Why so?" Now I'm a little curious, no one like that ever comes anywhere near where I live.

"Because you are but a mere form of your previous self. Why do you obey that parasite that calls itself 'master'?"

"And who might you be?" This is getting weird.

"A friend from ancient times."

"And why are you here?" Ancient times? I'm not that old, am I now?

"To show you what has been happening to your souls."

"My souls?" Souls? I thought people only have one soul.

"Yes."

Damn whoever this is and their riddle, how can someone be so calm. Hey wait I always act calm too. "I don't see what's wrong with my soul...s."

"Of course not. There's why I'm here to help you."

Just great. How many times have I heard that phrase before? "Let's just say I believed you there for a second, how can I trust you? I don't know your name or who you really are. Why do you hide in the shadows?"

"You are reasonably smart, but what does my name have to do with your souls. Also, I don't hide in the shadows, I work with them."

"Show yourself."

A chuckle was followed by the figure detaching from the shadows coming into the room.

Inhumanly silver and soft gold, waist-length hair trailed behind the almost smirking girl. Her skin deathly pale against the dark robes. She seems to glide not walk across the distance. "Happy now Hakuoh. The name's Kakura, the Guardian of souls. Until we meet again then."

She bows walking back to the shadows.

I am utterly speechless. So what if all the myths and legends taught to me as a child all come smashing down upon me? Kakura, the Guardian of Souls, was like the best friend to a Sorcerer (the word for duelist back in the ancient times) that turned into a demon monster which killed all kinds of other sorcerers that abused the sacred magic (gift).

And why must this happen when I thought it couldn't get any worse?

So for once in the life that I remember I fall to the demands of rest from my body.


Kakura was standing in front of me when I opened my eyes again; I was in a corridor of sorts. "What is going on? Why are you here? Where am I?"

"This is your mind, Hakuoh. I'm going to lead you to your unconscious half broken soul."

I'm lost. How did I get into my mind? How did she get into my mind? And what was she talking about?

Questions flew at me in neck breaking speeds. I have no idea how I managed to follow Kakura before we stopped in front of a blood-stained glass door. "Well?"

"It is your choice whether you want to find out what's behind the door or not. But you can always turn back now. It is your choice. Please choose wisely. It is for your own good." Kakura bowed again, opening the door and walking through it.

I didn't understand a word she said. 'Unconscious half broken soul',' your choice'. I picked up whatever courage I have and walked in too.

Kakura was kneeing over a smaller version of me. He was sobbing, his shoulders shook wildly, and there was blood everywhere.

O.k. now this is really weird.

Kakura looked up through sad eyes "This is you Hakuoh, this is part of you. Part of you is dying."