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"Talking"

'Thinking'

Yugioh: Legacies

Chapter 1: Let the Masters Roll In

It was a bright, cloudless Saturday in Domino City. Birds were singing and the usual hustle and bustle of the people had slowed down to a crawl. Well, in most places the hustle was down. For one spot, in particular, a certain red-and-brown-haired teen was running full speed down the sidewalk, ducking and weaving the foot traffic.

"Move it! Clear a path! Sorry about the flowers lady!"

The commotion just happened to come from one Kazon Motou, age 14. His hair was in mostly laid back except for 3 tall spikes and 4 blond stands coming down to frame the face. He wore a dark blue hoodie over a plain white t-shirt, dark brown cargo pants held up by a black, studded belt and black and white tennis shoes. On his back, swaying with every step he took was a large duffel bag. One could only guess at what was held inside. Currently, though, he wasn't focused on the swinging bag, as his deep purple eyes were kept ahead, making sure he didn't step on the tail of the striped taby running across his path.

'Oh, man, not today!' Kazon exclaimed inside his head. 'Why is it I choose the day the new Duel Monsters tournament starts to oversleep? After this is all over, I may just have to have a word with Lady Fate. '

He was so wrapped up in his inner monologue that the young man failed to notice the large table blocking his path. In fact, he actually didn't even notice it until he was tripping over it, flying head-over-heels to land on his posterior.

'Damn, who puts a table in the middle of a busy sidewalk, anyway?' he yelled out in his mind. Picking himself up, Kuzon dusted himself off, apologized to the person closest to the upended table and quickly dashed off in the directly he had been heading in before his accident.

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Outside Kaiba Land

Many people were flowing inside and coming out of the gigantic expanse of the Duel Monster themed amusement park. At the curb just outside the Gate, a long, black limo pulled up. Inside, a father and son were conversing.

"You know how important today is don't you, son?" asked an aged man sitting across from a teenage boy. The man had on a pure white business suit with a dark purple button-up shirt beneath it and nice, white pants. Completing the "Businessman" ensemble were shiny, white shoes. His flat, brown hair had a single grey streak running just above the left ear.

"Yes, father, I am aware of that fact." replied the boy across from him. This young man wore a long, grey trench coat, a black, sleeveless shirt and black pants. Adorning the teen's feet were black shoes of the same design of the boy's father. His black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail.

"I'm serious, Noah. Out there today you will officially be representing the Kaiba Corporation, just as I did all those years ago." returned Seto Kaiba, 41-year-old CEO of Kaiba Corp, the largest gaming company in the world and controller of Kaiba Land. "When you take that stage to face your opponents, you need to show no emotion, not even humor, no matter how pathetic they may be."

"I get it, father. No breaking the shell in front of the common folk." said Noah Kaiba, hear to the Kaiba Corporation and son of Seto Kaiba. "You've trained me and even stocked my deck, so believe me, I won't disappoint you."

"You had better be sure." replied the man across from him. "Now get going. The starting ceremonies will begin soon."

Recognizing his dismissal, Noah exited the car. After he closed the door, the limo quickly pulled away. As the teen turned to face the park, he took a deep breath.

"Alright, all ye who duel, prepare to be schooled."

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As the beginning ceremony was about to get under way and the competing duelists were lined up, a sweaty teen stumbled into the arena and jogged over the line. She had on a light blue unbuttoned shirt over a green tank-top, grey sweatpants and white sneakers. Putting her hands on her knees, the young woman took a few deep, shuddering breaths to try to get her heart to slow down. Running across the city will do that to a person. As she finally stood up, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning to the person to her left, the girl smiled at seeing her best friend.

"Kazon! You're in this tourney too, huh?" May Wheeler spoke to the man beside her.

"Of course I am, what are you, crazy? It's Duel Monsters." the teen replied, letting a large grin spread across his face.

"You almost missed the beginning, Wheeler." a young man spoke from the other side of Kazon.

Leaning around her friend, May glared at the black-haired teen before her. "Shut it, Kaiba. No one asked you to join the conversation."

"Well, when you make such a spectacle of yourself, it just begs my attention." replied Noah with a sneer.

May was about to respond, but she was distracted as a large spotlight shone upon a large trophy sitting on a small table before the competitors. The announcer, an aged man in a black suit, gestured to it.

"And this, folks, is what these great duelist will be fighting for, along with the title of Duel Master. Let's hear it for the duelists!"

As the audience roared, Noah looked over to the two teens beside him. "Just so you both know I'm taking that cup and that glory. So, you might as well just drop out right now and save yourselves the embarrassment."

Kazon beside him growled at the comment. "Yeah, like we'd back down from someone who is all talk anyway. You'll see, in the end it will be me standing with that cup held high and you weeping on the steps below me."

"I guess we'll just see in time, right Motou?"

Before the young man had a chance to answer, a large bag erupted in the stadium.

"The tournament has now officially begun! Let the duels commence!"