A/N: Well, for those of you who are aware, I've decided to rewrite Magician's Spell. This will the be the first of my many rewrites on the site. This was my first Fanfiction that I uploaded here on and I am still quite proud of it. However, there were somethings that I wanted to iron out in this version so I decided to go ahead and rewrite it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, the characters, or the card game.
It was pretty calm in the Duel Monster Realm, considering the disaster that nearly happened with Dartz and his Grand Dragon Leviathan. It seemed like it was only yesterday. The threat of our world being destroyed caused chaos to roam the land. Many of the territories fell into civil war and death spread across the land. It had gotten so bad that the realm had been divided right in two: the monsters that wanted to defeat Dartz and the monsters that wanted to help him. Luckily, the pharaoh and the rest of the humans averted the crisis and saved both the human world and the monster realm from destruction. And so, the Duel Monsters decided to party to their heart's content.
I, myself, decided to keep away from the party. I'm not what one would call the partying type. I believe that one needs to always be vigilant for the next enemy that will come over the horizon, or else they'll attack you when you're not looking. And of course, many of my fellow monster friends say I should 'get out more and pull the large stick out of my ass.' I just say screw them, I'll do what the hell I want. It'll be their fault when they get themselves killed.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. You all are probably wondering who the hell I am. Well, on Duel Monster cards, I'm known as either the Magician of Black Chaos or the Dark Magician of Chaos. But it's such a pain to say my entire name, so my friends just call me Chaos, as to not confuse me with the Dark Magician - not exactly sure who would confuse me with that failure of a magician, but once I find out who, I'm going to send them flying with my Chaos Scepter Blast.
The Dark Magician….I scoff just thinking about his name. That darn magician gets all the credit with everything, since he is Yugi's favorite. Hell, he would probably get credit for defeating Pegasus if none of the other monsters saw me on the field. Now don't get me wrong, I think Dark- I call him Dark to annoy him- is an amazing magician. In fact, one of the best in the Monster Realm. But it's just so annoying that he's in EVERY SINGLE DUEL, while I only show up once.
None of the other monsters feel the same way though. They all think of him as some sort of god, right up there with Slifer, Obelisk, and Ra. They all bow down at him very feet and kiss the ground that he walks on. Okay, perhaps I'm exaggerating but that's what it looks like to me.
"Chaos, are you out here?"
Ah, speak of the devil and he shall appear. I turn my head towards the other magician and I couldn't stop a sneer from working its way onto my face. The other magician was standing about five feet away. He was still wearing his magician's outfit, meaning that he had just come back from a duel. I roll my eyes at him and tried my best to ignore him. Of course though, one can't ignore the Dark Magician.
Dark just smiles at me and he sits down right next to me. You see, Dark is fully aware of my hatred for him and made it his job- in my opinion- to make the hate grow larger. He likes to say differently, but I know his plan. He wants me riled up so that I blindly go attack him, giving him an excuse to try and defeat me in a duel. And of course, I'm not falling for that trick. So, I just let my hatred fester deep inside of my heart.
As Dark tells me, hatred is the only emotion I show willingly to anybody. And as much as I'd love to disagree with him, I know this is true. I've never shown anybody a loving glance, save for the people whom I consider very close to me. But all of them either lived far away or they were dead. A ping of sadness comes into my heart for a few seconds before I push it away. No reason to give the magician a reason to try and "comfort" me.
I feel Dark tap me on my shoulder and a vein in my head started to twitch. He continued to tap me on my shoulder until I finally snapped. Turning my head towards Dark, I growl at him.
"What is it that you need, you stupid excuse for a magician?" I sneer at him.
My eyes narrow as I notice a flash of hurt shine in Dark's eyes before it was gone. He's frowning at him in sadness, his bottom lip poking out slightly. I feel as though a magic blast has hit me in the stomach but I push the feeling down for now. There is no way that I'm feeling any sort of regret towards my treatment of him. I've always treated him this way. So why were things starting to change today?
Dark just laughs and sits closer to me. However, I can tell right away that something is wrong. The laugh was hollow and fake. And instead of shining in his usual carefree way, he seemed to be dragging himself down with a depressing cloud that was hanging over his entire body. Dark places his staff next to mine and tries to get comfortable. I move away from his body, increasing the distance between us as best as I could. But for some reason, my heart tightened once I did that. I ignore the weird feeling yet again and tried to get my attention off of Dark. Of course, with the magician sitting right next to you, it is impossible to ignore him.
Dark leans towards me a little and says, "You know Chaos, you should lighten up. You only live life once. You don't want to turn out like my future self, do you?"
Dark Magician smiles innocently while I cringe, my thoughts suddenly revolving around Dark's future self. He was known as the Dark Sage, an old magician that appeared to be very wise and powerful when he's on the dueling field. And while that's true, the old man is also senile, grumpy, rude, and a pain in my ass. He tried to interfere in everyone's lives, even going as far as sabotaging what they're doing so that he could become involved.
When the sage suddenly showed up one day in our territory, the old man attached himself to me as though I was his safe keeper. Ever since that day, that old man made it his job to annoy me straight to the graveyard. And there were some days when I thought that he would honestly accomplish that.
I sighed and pushed my long, ebony hair out of my face. "You seem to forget Dark, that the Sage is your future self, not mine," I remarked with an attitude.
Dark frowns and crosses his arms. He remained silent, something that I wasn't used to at all. Usually when I made a comment like that, Dark would snap back and then a large argument would start, leading to a battle of who's magic is stronger, until either Dark Magician Girl or Magician's Valkyria stops the fight. But this time, he had chosen to say nothing. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, it made me feel uneasy.
I've never seen him remain quiet before and that causes an uncomfortable fluttering to be born in my stomach. I place one of my hands on my stomach, wondering what was going on. My heart picks up a little and air comes in a little quicker. It takes a few seconds before I realize that I'm having a mild panic attack. I take in several deep breaths to try and calm myself down.
"Chaos?" Dark asks quietly.
My head snaps up, looking in surprise at the worried expression on Dark's face. He tries to place on my shoulder, but I move away. His fingers graze my shoulder and I feel an electric shock go through my body. My breath hitches and I look at him in shock. Shaking my head slightly, I give Dark most of my attention, while I still tried to calm myself down.
"Yeah Dark?" I ask in a bored tone.
Dark bites his lip and places his hands on his lap. He takes in a deep breath and looks me straight in the eye. It is at this time when I notice just how striking his blue eyes were. They seem to piece deep into my heart. However, instead of sparkling in happiness, they are dull in sadness.
He sighs and says, "Why do we fight all the time?"
Raising my eyebrow, I stare at Dark for a couple of seconds. When I saw that he was serious, my heart pounds faster but I ignore it. I open my mouth to say exactly why but I find that I can't. My voice seems to be stuck in my throat and no sounds seem to want to leave. Blinking a couple of times, I move my hand down to my throat. Nothing seems to be wrong with my body physically, but for some reason, I couldn't speak. I can't understand why until I move my gaze towards his face. The look on Dark's face was an expression I've never seen on him in my entire life. Vulnerability.
I open my mouth, yet again, to state the reasons for our fights when the uncomfortable fluttering from earlier came back with a vengeance. I place both of my hands on my stomach to try and calm the overwhelming feeling. Dark notices my actions and grabs a hold of my shoulder. For some reason, the fluttering grew tremendously when he touched me. My heart also started to beat much faster and my breathing picked up.
"Chaos? Are you alright?" Dark asked in concern.
I look at Dark when a sudden wave of dizziness washes over me. I slump against Dark's chest as the realm around me seems to be turning much to fast all of a sudden. My head pounds harshly but I find that I can't move my body at all. My hands unconsciously grab at the first thing that I could, which turned out to be Dark's shoulders. My eyes shut in response to the spinning, but I find that my mind continues to turn. A groan leaves my mouth as I rest my head against Dark's chest.
"Chaos? CHAOS!" Dark exclaims in horror.
I feel as Dark grabs both of my shoulders and shakes me. He handles my body to the point of roughness, but I'm so far gone that I barely feel it. My eyes roll to the back of my head and my head slumps down against Dark as I slowly fall unconscious. Dark's voice floats around in the darkness, but it gets progressively softer until I can no longer hear it.
A/N: I'm actually getting into rewriting the story now. So, look out for the next chapter, which should be up sometime tomorrow.