I do not own Yu Gi Oh!.
Note: IMPORTANT READ THIS FIRST. The setting and time is after Atemu went on to the afterlife – roughly speaking, it's in the GX generation. Later on it moves to 5D's. Ryo is referred to as in first person.
I kicked my duvet and woke up, gasping. The nightmare again! Sighing, I shuddered, reminding myself that it's only a dream. Nightmares can't affect me, I told myself repeatedly. I folded my sheets to kill time, since I knew I couldn't fall back to sleep.
Making a cup of hot steaming tea might make me feel better, I told myself.
As I walked over to the clustered kitchen, I thought about the nightmare.
"Hello?" I called out into the eternal darkness. Nobody answered, but suddenly a malicious laugh rang out, covering my hearing, and nearly making me go mad. I gasped as cold hands grasped my face, as claws tried to control me by ripping in to my mind – I was slipping again.
"Your resistance is feeble," the hissing voice rasped. I gasped, trying to run, as the Spirit gained control of me and tried to send me in to the Shadow Realm –
That was always where it ended. Either me waking up, drenched in icy sweat or my eyelids snapping open, with my sobbing like a baby. Enough already! Why couldn't he leave me alone?
Yugi already got rid of him, I assured myself once more. He can't hurt me anymore. Zorc is dead. Zorc can't possess me again …
I shouldn't have thought like that.
The next morning, as the morning rays shot in the kitchen where I was slumped, tired, I yawned loudly and gripped my cold tea that I had not drunk the night before yet. Gulping it down, I heated up some pre-cooked bangers n' mash. My radio blared out jazz music. I changed the channel and stopped on 'All Star.' American music to cheer up a gloomy day …
After eating my breakfast, I changed from my purple pajamas into my usual outfit – blue opened shirt over a blue and white horizontally striped t-shirt with matching pants. Sighing, I knocked over a chair by accident. I grunted, and stooped over to pick it up, but suddenly a flurry of things dropped onto me.
By instinct, I grabbed one, and realized that it was my Duel Monsters deck. I frowned. I had thrown away the deck shortly after Zorc was defeated, but where did it come from? It shrugged, and absentmindedly tucked it in my pocket. I veered into my game room where Monster World was still on the table, coated in a thick layer of dust. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own – they conducted me to a glass case where a red velvet fabric covered it. My eyes widened. I had forgotten about that!
I lifted up the cover and it reavealed the Duel Disk my evil counterpart had used to duel my friends. It was hated, but for some reason I opened the glass case and put it on my right arm. The machine clicked and wirred, moving into action as the two plastic pieces clipped together, and yellow light coursed through the Duel Disk. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply – accidentally inhaling dust – and then turned the system off. However, my arm didn't seem to want to part with the Duel Disk when I attempted to rip it off and throw it away. It was stuck!
Panicking, I quickly grabbed a screwdriver on the Monster World table, stirring up more dust, and tried to break the Duel Disk, but the screwdriver just bounced off the plastic surface, not even denting it.
Unexpectedly, I didn't want to take it off anymore. I lifted my right arm, studying it. I didn't use it for years, and it still worked? Amazing.
My left hand reached in to my pocket where I had deposited my deck. I lifted it and rubbed away the exess grime. I shuffled through it, stopping at various intimidating monsters. I resisted the urge to rip up the deck, but something was holding me back. Affection? No. Longing? No.
A strange ambition?
…most definitely.
What was happening?
I brushed an unwanted thought-stream away and stuck my deck into the desired hole. The machine started up again. I grinned as the hologram projectors shot out. The same old excitement!
Wait. What?
My test was stopped arubptly as the phone rang. I hurried to it, picking it up, angry at whomever was on the other side for distracting me. What? I thought. I shouldn't be angry. I should be grateful for the phone, sinc eit was that that jostled me out of trying the device that nearly sent many people to the Shadow Realm.
"Hello?" I asked. My left foot tapped the floor impatiently, waiting for a reply.
Silence.
I was about to hang up when a voice said, "Hi. Is this Ryo Bakura?"
I was surprised. This was an unfamiliar voice – and I'm really good with remembering voices. I know a stranger when I hear one.
"Who are you and what do you want?" I asked sharply. I soon regretted it. My old fears were rising over the top again.
"Erm – I'm Husky, and I'm the party planner Mr. Moto arranged."
Moto? Yugi?
"Mr. Moto is going to, er, hosting a Dueling Party at Domino Duel Arena on June 4th, his birthday. Are you coming? He invited you at the last moment."
I hesitated. A Dueling Party? I hated dueling! I was about to refuse when a small voice in my brain opposed my action.
"Uh … sure. I'm coming."
"Great."
BLEEEEEEP….
"Husky" had hung up.
What had I gotten myself into? I wailed to myself inwardly. Suddenly I jostled up. June 4th? It was next Saturday!
Dang. And my Dueling skills were all rusted up, too.
"You darn computer … why?" I shouted towards a monitor with flahsing lights and sounds. My headphones blared with music I had chosen from iTunes. My computer had won against me – again. It was the fifth time straight I had lost.
My YVD set I had downloaded just yesterday for practice came with the latest things – including a computer trial. In order to play the game, you had to beat this goddamn computer. I gritted my teeth as a new duel started.
I lost again.
Again.
Again!
I kept losing unti the thirteenth time – the unlucky number. When I was on the seventh time I was sure I had to won but the computer had seemed to beat me faster than the other times. Maybe Lady Luck would favor me now.
"Duel Start!"
"Shut up, you idiot computer," I huffed back.
My character drew 5 cards.
Monster Reborn, Buster Blader, Bubonic Vermin. Mirror Force, Change of Heart.
I drew again.
Alien Mars.
Perfect! With this hand I couldn't lose.
As I was about to play Bubonic Vermin and use its Effect to summon another one in my deck, sacrifice the two to summon Buster Blader, a small voice in my head encouraged me.
The small voice. The same one that had forced me into dueling against this frickin' stupid computer. The one that had clipped on the Duel Disk for me. The one that had made me enter Yugi's dumb Dueling Party.
The small voice reasoned that I really wanted to, deep down, duel again, and meet my old friends.
Well, at least the voice wasn't a liar.
My hand seemed to be clicked and typing in the codes by itself. Suddenly, a green light flashed and the words, "WINNER!" appeared on the screen.
I won?
Thanks, voice.
Awesome, I was going crazy to top it off.
The day before the party, I went shopping to buy better cards. Maybe trade. I grabbed my worn-out wallet and stuffed it in my pocket. I still couldn't take off the Duel Disk, so maybe along the way I could fix it. My right arm was red and sore and red and irritable on the skin where the Duel Disk had rubbed against it many times. My deck was in my left pocket of my jeans – hey, I could wear different clothes. I wasn't that poor.
I was heading towards the Duel Arena Card Shack when I tripped. Cursing under my breath, I stood up. A rock lay in the path behind me. I kicked it and instantly regretted my choice – it wasn't really big, but it sure was heavy. However, it rolled an inch and it reavealed something.
A card?
I lifted the rock up and picked up the Duel Monsters card. My heart pounding, I flipped it over.
"Demon Horn," I breathed. Staring back at me was an angry demon that looked similar to Zorc, but I ignored that fact. It was blue, and Zorc was purple. This one was also crouched down about to pounce, with an eye on its chest. It looked familiar, but I couldn't recall it. Oh well.
Attribute: Dark. Obviously. I stared at the letters. It was Ultra Rare – and a Limited Edition. Amazing! What luck!
Fiend and Demon. Demon? I never heard of a Demon kind of monster. It had 10 stars. Wow.
I stared at its attack, my breath held. The number was large.
"Attack," I gasped. "3900."
Amazing.
Its Defense was three question marks, though. I read its effect.
"When Demon Horn is Summoned to the field in any way, add 900 ATK Points for each Dark monster on the field. Those monsters are removed from play. If in Defense mode, this card has 2000 DEF. Add 1000 DEF points for each monster on your opponent's side of the field. Demon Horn can attack on the turn it was summoned if a 12-sided die is rolled. If it lands on either 1,2,3,4,5, Demon Horn can attack. -1000 LP to your opponent for every Horn Counter on Demon Horn."
Wow! Pretty good effect. But there was a little bit more.
"If the user of this card decides to use Demon Horn's Last Resort move, add 4000 ATK, and destroy every monster on your opponent's side of the field and graveyard and remove them from play. Demon Horn is then sent to the graveyard."
Great scott! I was surprised. This was an effect that could even make Seto Kaiba flinch with surprise.
I had found the perfect card.
After I had re-created my deck so it was consisted of mostly Dark creatures, Fiends, and Dragons, not to mention quite a few Spell and Trap cards that supported my monters, I staggered back home at midnight. I unlocked the door to my apartment. I walked in. I flicked on the lights.
Tomorrow was Yugi's birthday. It started at 10 in in he morning. I had 10 hours of sleep. Wonderful.
I placed my Duel Disk on the kitchen table. The Card Shack man had helped me – a lot. He had even given me three Horn Counters that I had emptyed my wallet for. Wow, I really was in to dueling again.
I was about tto collapse on my bed after I took a shower when my eye caught something. The rare card I found on my way to the Card Shack was shining. My brain was confused for a moment, then ti made sense – it was in a patch of silvery moonlight. I got up, my yearning overpowering my fatigue, and picked up the card. By some impulse I felt protective of this card. I put it in the glass case where the Duel Disk used to be, and locked the glass case. I pulled the sheet over it. It was the first time I had used the lock in a year.
I fell on to my bed and fell asleep immediately. No dreams disturbed my sleep that night.
Awesome! Imma done with the first chapter! Finally! It took me an hour of nonstop typing ….
I hope that I can get the enxt chapter up in a few weeks or the follwing week. Reviews would help a lot, thanks!
The next chapter will be about Ryo Bakrua getting to the party and stuff … and him visiting old friends … and Marik … same old, same old.
Unfortunately a nasty surprise is in for him!
