'A Different Point of View'
Written by Diablo Omega
Rating: PG at most. I'm serious.
Summary: Well...the title should say everything...
There was a split-second realization of what was happening and then the all too familiar jerk behind his stomach, like what a fish might feel when he catches himself on a hook and is dragged to the surface. The spellcaster dematerialized from where he stood in the misty corridors of the Shadow Realm, and reappeared hovering above the pavement in a street in downtown Domino City, Japan. The ample folds of his midnight blue robes hid his crossed legs as he levitated, his eyes closed, his arms crossed over his narrow chest and his slender, gloved fingers resting feather-light on opposite shoulders.
His emerald eyes slowly slid open, and he saw across from him, snarling, a Beast of Talwar. A minute frown crossed his lips for an instant. His attack was a mere 1550, while the swordsman was at 2400. What was his master planning?
A laughing voice reached his ears, "That's it? That is the card that will win the game for you? Ha! His attack isn't high enough!"
Then, like a reassuring embrace, he overheard his master's reply, "We'll see about that. First, I equip my monster with these two Book of Secret Arts, raising his attack power to 3150!" [1]
Two yellowed tomes, their pages filled with runes and other arcane teachings of Thaumaturgy, appeared on either of the sorcerer's knees. His aura flashed brilliantly and remained like a cloak around his hovering form, and his eyes glinted scarlet as his owner commanded, "And now, attack!"
Locks of elegant blonde hair floated from under his helm as he murmured an incantation, his lips barely moving, but doing so extremely rapidly. The spell formed in an almost embryonic manner between his hands, now positioned before his torso, and glowed vividly green. "Zazard, Zazard scrono rono sook...Burning in the depths of Darkness, Fires of Hell! Become my sword and strike down my Enemy! VENOM!" As his spell was finished, the orb of repressed damnation struck down the Beast of Talwar, shattering the beast into thousands of diminutive shards.
The spellcaster returned to its brooding awareness, its task done. His master's opponent collapsed to his knees, and threw two cards toward the victor. The battle was won.
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Rain fell softly in Domino City, and Yami was walking home to the game shop. Out of some unknown desire, he produced his dueling deck and removed from it the card that had won him another Buster Blader and put him another Locater Card closer to winning Battle City: Maha Vailo. He had put the card into his set as soon as he found it in a booster pack, and it had not failed him since. Half-smiling, the ancient spirit replaced his spellcaster and concentrated once again on heading home.
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Maha Vailo rematerialized after the duel, back into the curls of mist blanketing the floor of the Shadow Realm. He walked silently to his chambers, with a four-poster bed covered in black satin sheets and a chest with seven locks at the foot of the bedstead. A tall, cherry wardrobe loomed in one corner, and, placing his helm on his bedside counter, he disrobed and slipped between the dark sheets. He stared up at the ceiling while running longish fingers through his hair and tracing the long, jagged scar that ran from the left side of his neck to his sternum. The wound had been inflicted by a Swordstalker many centuries ago. The mark was virtually the only flaw on his otherwise perfect skin, which had always been a pale, creamy white. No one knew of this mark, because the collars of his robes were always high and shrouding and intentionally so. Maha felt his eyes become heavy and without warning he had been embraced by the velvety shade of repose.
A/N - So...what did everyone think? I wrote this totally out of the blue in roughly an hour, most of that time being devoted to making sure my descriptions were accurate. Oh, this story is also a reminder to Phoenixfire. He should know what I'm talking about. As well, fans of the anime 'Bastard!!' will know that spell.
[1] - In case you don't know, Maha Vailo is a Super Rare spellcaster from Magic Ruler. His effect is that for every Equip Magic Card he is equipped with, he gains an additional 500 points. Pretty good, huh? I'm not sure if Yugi has one, but I know Kaiba does, as he fed it to Obelisk...
Written by Diablo Omega
Rating: PG at most. I'm serious.
Summary: Well...the title should say everything...
There was a split-second realization of what was happening and then the all too familiar jerk behind his stomach, like what a fish might feel when he catches himself on a hook and is dragged to the surface. The spellcaster dematerialized from where he stood in the misty corridors of the Shadow Realm, and reappeared hovering above the pavement in a street in downtown Domino City, Japan. The ample folds of his midnight blue robes hid his crossed legs as he levitated, his eyes closed, his arms crossed over his narrow chest and his slender, gloved fingers resting feather-light on opposite shoulders.
His emerald eyes slowly slid open, and he saw across from him, snarling, a Beast of Talwar. A minute frown crossed his lips for an instant. His attack was a mere 1550, while the swordsman was at 2400. What was his master planning?
A laughing voice reached his ears, "That's it? That is the card that will win the game for you? Ha! His attack isn't high enough!"
Then, like a reassuring embrace, he overheard his master's reply, "We'll see about that. First, I equip my monster with these two Book of Secret Arts, raising his attack power to 3150!" [1]
Two yellowed tomes, their pages filled with runes and other arcane teachings of Thaumaturgy, appeared on either of the sorcerer's knees. His aura flashed brilliantly and remained like a cloak around his hovering form, and his eyes glinted scarlet as his owner commanded, "And now, attack!"
Locks of elegant blonde hair floated from under his helm as he murmured an incantation, his lips barely moving, but doing so extremely rapidly. The spell formed in an almost embryonic manner between his hands, now positioned before his torso, and glowed vividly green. "Zazard, Zazard scrono rono sook...Burning in the depths of Darkness, Fires of Hell! Become my sword and strike down my Enemy! VENOM!" As his spell was finished, the orb of repressed damnation struck down the Beast of Talwar, shattering the beast into thousands of diminutive shards.
The spellcaster returned to its brooding awareness, its task done. His master's opponent collapsed to his knees, and threw two cards toward the victor. The battle was won.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rain fell softly in Domino City, and Yami was walking home to the game shop. Out of some unknown desire, he produced his dueling deck and removed from it the card that had won him another Buster Blader and put him another Locater Card closer to winning Battle City: Maha Vailo. He had put the card into his set as soon as he found it in a booster pack, and it had not failed him since. Half-smiling, the ancient spirit replaced his spellcaster and concentrated once again on heading home.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maha Vailo rematerialized after the duel, back into the curls of mist blanketing the floor of the Shadow Realm. He walked silently to his chambers, with a four-poster bed covered in black satin sheets and a chest with seven locks at the foot of the bedstead. A tall, cherry wardrobe loomed in one corner, and, placing his helm on his bedside counter, he disrobed and slipped between the dark sheets. He stared up at the ceiling while running longish fingers through his hair and tracing the long, jagged scar that ran from the left side of his neck to his sternum. The wound had been inflicted by a Swordstalker many centuries ago. The mark was virtually the only flaw on his otherwise perfect skin, which had always been a pale, creamy white. No one knew of this mark, because the collars of his robes were always high and shrouding and intentionally so. Maha felt his eyes become heavy and without warning he had been embraced by the velvety shade of repose.
A/N - So...what did everyone think? I wrote this totally out of the blue in roughly an hour, most of that time being devoted to making sure my descriptions were accurate. Oh, this story is also a reminder to Phoenixfire. He should know what I'm talking about. As well, fans of the anime 'Bastard!!' will know that spell.
[1] - In case you don't know, Maha Vailo is a Super Rare spellcaster from Magic Ruler. His effect is that for every Equip Magic Card he is equipped with, he gains an additional 500 points. Pretty good, huh? I'm not sure if Yugi has one, but I know Kaiba does, as he fed it to Obelisk...
