Major Yu-Gi-Oh fan! In love with it completely. Enjoy!
I own nothing but the plot and the new characters.
Joey: She wants to own more, but she doesn't.
SHUT UP!
Joey: *evil laugh* Enjoy, everyone!
Prologue
Yugi didn't know what had awakened him in the night, but he did know that something wasn't right. Instinctively, his hand flew up to his chest, only to find that there was nothing there. With a heavy sigh, he looked up at the ceiling of him room.
Even though it had been a year since his treasured Millennium Puzzle was returned to its rightful place in Egypt and Atem had returned to the afterlife, he still felt like it was there. He missed both greatly, but he knew in his heart that they were where they belonged. Even if it caused him pain.
As he lay there, he thought about all the duels and adventures they had shared, along with their close friends.
Yugi suddenly got up and went to the kitchen. He poured himself a glass of cold water and drank it slowly, leaning back against the counter. When the glass was empty, he stood there, eyes closed, the familiar feeling of emptiness creeping up on him.
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky outside, startling Yugi and making him drop the glass. It shattered on impact, scattering sharp shards of various sizes across the floor.
"Damn it," he whispered, observing the mess.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Yugi looked up, startled again, at the staircase that led to the game shop below.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Yugi glanced at the clock on the wall. 3:38. "Who's knocking this late?"
Cautiously, Yugi descended the stairs, knowing very well from past experiences that nighttime banging on the door was never a good thing.
He could see through the window of the door from across the room. He didn't see anything but the pounding rain on the street. Bravely, Yugi opened the door.
A blast of icy cold rain wind blew the door from his hand, making it slam against the wall and Yugi jump back.
No one was there.
Yugi stood in the doorway, the wind blowing back his tri-colored hair and the rain soaking into his pajamas. He grabbed the door and was about to slam it shut when something on the ground caught his eye.
It was a small package wrapped up in brown paper. His name, Yugi Moto, was written on top in black marker. "What the-?"
Another gust of wind blew rain into his face. With an exasperated sigh, he picked up the box and slammed the door.
Carrying the box under his arm, Yugi sloshed up the stairs back to his room. Dumping the box on the bed, he threw his wet clothes into his hamper and went to pull on new ones. He was just about to pull on the shirt when he realized he'd left the broken glass on the floor.
With a minor curse whispered under his breath, he turned and headed to the door.
"Yugi."
Yugi froze, recognizing the voice. "No. That's not possible." He thought. And yet he had heard it.
Slowly, he turned around. He knew there was no way that it was possible, and he thought he was probably just hearing things. But he spoke anyway, in a soft, careful whisper.
"Atem?"
There was no answer.
Still, Yugi was breathing hard. He knew what he had heard. It was Atem's voice. He was positive it was. But the room as empty. Everything was there and normal as ever.
Except for the box.
Yugi picked it up, the dampness of the paper moistening his fingers. The handwriting that had written his name was unfamiliar. Who could have possibly sent this? And by hand in the middle of the night?
He started ripping of the brown paper, revealing a small taped-up, brown box. A small, folded piece of paper fell to the floor. He picked it up and opened it.
Things are never over until you actually begin them. Neither of you has.
Yet...
And draw at the bottom, with hands that seemed a lot more steady than Yugi's presently felt, was the Eye of Anubis.
The paper slipped through his fingers and fluttered to the floor. "That's not posssible," he whispered. "Does it mean that...?"
Without another word, Yugi grabbed the box and literally ripped it open. Something fell out and landed on his bed. With a gasp, Yugi backed up, feeling his whole body go numb.
The Millennium Puzzle stared back at him, chain and all. Another note was taped on its corner. From where he was standing, Yugi could just make out what it said.
Its time to duel.
"GRANDPA!"
As Yugi stood there in stunned stillness, screaming for his grandfather, he didn't know that his panic was shared by another. And that at that exact moment, on the other side of town, scream of the same volume broke a girl's slumber.
So what do you think? It's only a start, but I've already got the next two chapters in process.
Yugi: So I have the puzzle back?
Yes.
Yami: And I'm back too?
Well, you kind of come with the puzzle.
Joey: How come I don't got no lines?
Cuz, you're not in this yet. Just wait. You'll get your turn.
Joey: When?
Soon.
Duke: Hey! Am I in this too?
Tristan: Yeah. Me too!
What are you guys doing here? I'm trying to write a story!
Duke: Yeah. About us.
Yugi: They do kind of have a right to be here.
Don't start taking sides! They're messing up my concentration!
Duke and Tristan: ARE NOT!
Are too!
Yami: So who's the mysterious girl screaming when Yugi gets the puzzle?
You'll meet her next chapter. Just have patience. And give me some time to write it!
Yami: Everyone out.
Tristan: What?
Joey: Oh, come on!
Duke: Not cool man!
Yugi: Come on guys, give Wings some privacy.
Thank you. Say bye boys.
Tristan, Joey, Duke: BYE!
Yugi: Bye! Write reviews if you like Wings's work! We could use something to pass the time between chapters.
HEY!
Yugi: Oops. Sorry Wings!
Yami: Farewell, everyone.