Yu-Gi-Oh! Revenge
Disclaimer: I do not own the Yu-Gi-Oh! franchise as a whole, although I do own some games and cards.
Summary: 15 years have passed since Marik Ishtar surrendered during his duel with Yugi Muto, trapping his Yami in the Shadow Realm, hell itself. However, there are some evils even hell can only keep at bay for so long…
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Chapter 2: The Dark One
5 weeks later, Domino City…
"Your move, amateur." Laughed a teenage boy laughing at his enemy- a young child.
The two were in a park, having a duel.
… Well, if you could call it that.
The teenage boy still had all 8000 of his Life Points and a impressive field- he has the trap Graverobber's Retribution out, which would inflict 1000 points of damage every turn thanks to the ten of his opponent's monsters that had been removed from play monsters. He also had two cards set facedown in his Spell and Trap Zone, and for his monster he had two monsters in face down Defense position, and Van'Dalgyon the Dark Dragon Lord (2800/2500) in attack mode.
The young boy, only about seven, didn't have such a great field.
He only had a measly 1100 Life Points left, one card face down in his spell and trap zone, and one in face-down Defense position.
The boy had short black hair, glasses, jeans, and a stripped white and blue t-shirt.
"Uhh… ummm…. I-I summon… no wait! Uhhh…."
"Common, you little piece of crap! I'm getting hungry- taking down amateurs like you brings up quite an appetite."
"I-I summon Petit Angel!" Said the boy panicking, as he summoned the incredibly weak 600 Attack fairy monster in attack mode.
Naturally, the teenager and his friends laughed. "Seriously? A little puffball with wings and a halo?"
"I… I end my turn." Said the boy, knowing this duel was over, as he sighed and took the 1000 points of damage inflicted by his opponent's Trap Card.
"Van'Dalgyon! Wipe that crappy excuse for a monster away! Darkness Supernova!" He said laughing, as the powerful dragon shot a powerful beam of darkness from it's mouth, annihilating the young boy's monster… as well as the rest of his Life Points. "You don't deserve to play Duel Monsters!" Said the teenager and his friends, as they walked away.
Why…?
The young boy was, once again, on the verge of tears. He quickly pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head, and started walking away, after putting his deck away in his Deck Box.
Why can't I be strong…?
Throughout his young life, he wanted to be a great duelist. Certainly not Yugi Muto or Seto Kaiba good, but good nonetheless.
He sighed as he continued walking him, rain starting to fall…
It's not fair! No matter how hard I try, I can't win! IT'S NOT FAIR! He thought, two tears making his way down his face.
His deck was made up mostly of Light attribute Fairies, which he knew wasn't the best. That's not to say his deck wasn't horrible though- he had a very rare card called Shinato, King of a Higher Planegiven to him by his brother, and the powerful Wingweaver, as well as support cards.
The thing was…
He just didn't know how to be strong.
All his life, he looked at his big brother as his role model (their father was dead, and his mother had to work late and wasn't around much). However, like their mother, even his elder brother wasn't around too much- he was barely able to talk to his hero…
And everyone around him refused to even acknowledged he existed. He was often very shy, and the only time he really interacted with others was when he dueled…
Always with the same results in the end- a humiliating defeat on his part. His shyness carried on into his duels- sometimes he would get nervous and play bad moves, not activate his cards when he got the chance, and just freeze when his opponent's talked to him…
Such was the story of Adrian Daimon.
Someone… He thought to himself, walking into a alleyway.
He then looked at the sky, letting his hood fall back, letting his face get soaked and his brown hair getting a wash.
Please… teach me how to be strong! He pleaded with all his mind. Someone! Anyone! Please, I'll do anything! ANYTHING!
Unfortunately for the world, these cries were heard.
…
"At last…" Said Yami Marik, his face once again forming into a psychotic grin.
As usual, the minions of the Shadow Realm were in panic without their leader's instructions (10 years, and still they couldn't get it together), they scrambled everywhere to ensure the souls being tortured didn't try to escape from the weakened Shadow Realm.
At last….
The fires beneath his feet were completely gone, and the chains were incredibly weak…
It only took one good tug on both of his arms, and he pulled the chains out of the ground. They were, however, still in his skin.
Yami Marik then, for the first time in years, let out a psychotic laugh.
"Finally!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, knowing their was no one around this area that could hear him and restrain him again- he was home free.
He smirked, as he looked to his right…
Their was a portal leading back to Earth- which had been put there for no other reason then to taunt him.
"Foolish move." Said Yami Marik, walking (very slowly) to the portal. Walking was something he hadn't done in 10 years, and the fact his feet were charred didn't help either.
This time, he would ensure he could not be defeated. He would find someone, team up with that person, and manipulate them to the point they were little more then slaves.
While he originally wanted to chose a adult (or at least a teenager near adulthood) he decided to, in the end, find a child to manipulate.
Yes… If he could manipulate a small child from as young as five, he could become the single most important person in the world in their young life… and the rest of their life as well.
He let out a psychotic laugh as he walked through the portal…
And around the world, it was heard.
Cairo, Egypt…
Marik Ishtar woke up from his sleep at the sound of what appeared to be a insane laughter. What the hell…? He thought.
Ten years had passed since the day he finally fulfilled his duty as a tomb keeper for the Pharaoh, and he had finally been able to move on and had what he desired- a normal life, and even a family.
"Ngghh… something wrong?" Asked the sleepy voice of a woman next to him, as she still slept.
"N-no, dear." He said sighing, as the woman went back to sleep.
As he tried going back to sleep, he felt his stomach rumble, he then saw the time was 3:30 A.M.
He sighed, as he got out of bed, and went downstairs to make himself a midnight snack. Tomorrows gonna be hell… He thought to himself.
Even though he was sure he was just hearing things that moment, he still shuddered at hearing that laugh, which belonged to the complete monster that, for a time, completely controlled him.
"Odion…" He said as he left the kitchen, looking at a corner of a living room.
Their was a small stand with a mirror with a picture of Odion's face on it, as well two unlit candles.
"I promise, I won't ever forget how you helped me… as a person… and beating him." He thought, thinking of his Yami.
As he walked up the stairs back to his room, he peered into a room with the door slightly opened, and smiled at it's inhabitants- two toddlers, one girl and one boy, sleeping in their beds.
"I promise, even if he came back, I'll never let him hurt you…"
Domino City…
"Allright, your move, Yug." Said one of the best duelists in the world, Joey Wheeler, as he looked at his best friend- the King of Games, Yugi Muto.
Yugi smirked as he drew his card. It had been a while since they dueled together just for fun. They had been doing this most of the day (Joey hadn't won yet, but hell- he was having fun, he didn't mind. Not to mention he came close a few times), and they were having a good old fashioned table duel, instead of using their Duel Disks.
"Well Joey, you've done good, but it's time for me to end this." Said Yugi, as he reached for his Graveyard. "I remove Mirage Dragon and Kuriboh from play to special summon Black Luster Soldier- Envoy of the Beginning!" He said, as he special summoned one of his ace monsters. "Now I'll attack Red Eyes Black Dragon, and attack you once again in a row." He said, as he won the duel.
"Aw, dammit. Oh well, ya win again, Yug." He said smiling. "Getting late though…" He said, grabbing his jacket. "See ya around, Yu-"
Both the Kind of Games and Godfather of Games stopped in their tracks for a second, as they heard what they thought was laughter…
An insane laughter, that belonged to one of their most dangerous of foes, long ago.
"…" Most Joey and Yugi didn't know what to say.
"Joey… did you hear that?"
"Y-yeah…" He said, a bit nervous. "Well, it was probably nothing, anyway…" He said.
"Agreed…" Said Yugi.
Oh, how he wished he could have believed in what Joey was saying.
So did Joey.
….
"…" The CEO of Kaiba Corp just continued to work on his computer, despite the time. God, how he hated days like these.
Almost done… He thought, as he saved a document he was working on.
Although he had to admit, the fact he was up this late was partially his fault- above being the CEO of Kaiba Corp, that were three things more important then this.
One- His younger brother, Mokuba Kaiba.
Two- His wife, Serenity Kaiba.
Three- Gaining the title of King of Games from Yugi. Ten years had passed, and he still wasn't ready to give up.
Around 11 P.M., he started working on his newest deck. He was sure of it, this would be the deck that would help him ascend to his rightful place as the best duelist of the world! It was a Dragon deck, which focused heavily on his legendary Blue-Eyes White Dragons, other dragons in general- specifically the three 'Dragon Lords'.
He spent almost 3 hours assembling this deck, and now he had to pay the price of finishing his work late at night.
"Muto… Next time we duel, I will defeat you…" He said, smirking.
Just as he was about to print the document, he heard what appeared to be a laugh.
A laugh of insanity and evil, belonging to someone from his past…
Marik!? He thought, looking around his office, then out a window.
Dammit… He thought with a sigh. This was a sign from his own mind that he needed to go to sleep… although he still had about an hour of work left.
Screw it, I'll just set my alarm a little earlier. He thought, as he closed he printed the document, closed his laptop, and went to bed.
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Ishizu Ishtar walked the hallways of the Domino Museum. Once again, ancient Egypt was on display here- which she had organized.
Despite the time, she couldn't help but look at two giant slates…
This is were it began… She thought. This was were the true beginning started- were Kaiba obtained Obelisk the Tormentor, and were the Pharaoh Atem first learned just what he was.
Her smile however, was soon changed by a look of horror as she heard a laugh.
"M-Marik!?" She said out loud, looking around. "A… are you there?" She asked, despite knowing the answer.
That evil laugh… no… it can't be…!
"…"
At a apartment complex….
Yami Marik smirked as he stood over the body of Adrian. He had heard his plies earlier for power…
And it is power you shall receive. Thought Yami Marik.
He had to admit- he wanted to possess someone even younger to manipulate and corrupt that person further…
But he would work.
Yami Marik knew right now, this boy desired power.
"When I'm done with you, I shall turn that desire into lust that knows no bounds!" He said, letting out a laugh Adrian could not hear.
What he said next was something he could hear however.
"Wake up, child." He said, smirking. He could will when he wanted this child to hear him and when he didn't.
"Nggghhhh…" Said the ten year old boy, stirring in his sleep. After Yami Marik said that a few more times, he awoke.
"Huh…….!" His eyes widened in fear as he saw a transparent figure stand over him.
"Don't scream, child." Said the ghost, letting out a innocent/completely fake smile.
"W-who are you!?" Asked Adrian, panicking.
"You called for me…"
"H-huh?"
"You called for someone 'whoever was listening' to come and give you more power…" He said still smiling. "I am the one who shall grant you more power…"
"R……. really?" Asked Adrian. He was wondering if he was still dreaming. My prayers… they got through!?
"What is your name, child? Since we're going to be friends from now on, I think I should know."
"Adrian… Adrian Daimon. What's yours?" He asked, blinking his green eyes at Yami Marik.
Yami Marik smirked as he said his name- the word that would seal the deal on their 'friendship'.
"Marik Ishtar."
And soon, 'master'.
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Chapter 2: End