Hullo! We officially have all guardians! Yay us! I'm still accepting secondary OC's, though. Hey, guess what! I found a theme song for this story! It fits perfectly and every single owner of the Guardians, if they heard the song, can publicly state how it fits their characters! I swear, Guardian owners, look the song up on YouTube with the lyrics and say it! Say it!
Oh- I'm over a friends house posting this. I wrote this entire chapter over here. My internet went out...
OK, I only own Kenji Fudo and the plot...just barely...
Enjoy!
Guardians of Dueling
Theme – Echo- Trapt
A day after the Gunman incident, Fudo Kenji was getting ready for his day at Duel Academy. He was just putting on his Katana, when his mother walked in his room.
You could tell Fudo-Izinki Aki was very stressed from the bags under her eyes and the loose strands of grey in her hair. She still wore the Victorian Outfit from her youth, though. The Psychic no longer dueled any more, for it reminded her of her husband too much. If she could, she would protect her son from the dangers of dueling, especially in this cruel and twisted world created by Psychic duelists, but the mark of her failure was right there by her son's left eye.
"Hey, mom." Kenji said, waiting for his mother's lecture on how he should have only used his Katana when he needed it. Aki sighed as walked over to her son's bed and sat down on it, patting a spot right next to her.
"Sit." She commanded, and Kenji complied. He didn't look her in the eyes, though. "Kenji, I heard about the situation yesterday." She began. Kenji opened his mouth for his defense but one look from his mom shut him up. "I don't disagree with how you handled it, but I also don't agree."
"Mom..."
"Kenji, can I tell you something without you getting mad?" Aki asked softly. Kenji nodded.
"Anything, mom. I could never get angry at you." Aki smiled a ghost of a smile.
"You handled the situation the exact opposite of how your father would." She told him. Kenji's ears perked up.
"How would he have handled it?" The youngest inquired.
"...He would've...he would've tried with words. If that didn't work, then he would duel for freedom." Aki sighed once more. "But you did only use it for the purpose I gave it to you for." She stood. "Next time you get in a situation like that, you tell them that you're getting the Black Rose on them." She said the last part jokingly and Kenji cracked a smile.
"Don't worry, mom. I'll make sure that they'll get the message." Before Aki left Kenji's room, she said one last thing.
"You better be safe, my little Comet." Kenji smirked and began to head out.
"I will mom. I will."
Psychic Duel Academy
When Kenji walked through the doors of his school, everyone stopped their talking and looked over to him. His scowl formed on his face at that. He slowly walked through the halls, awaiting a challenge from some Psychic newbie who thinks he's all that because he was accepted into- oh say, Red Demon Red, the third best rank in the school.
Kenji knew how good he was- damn it, he's been here since he was five! Contrary to what the other students thought, it wasn't favoritism that got him to his rank, nor was the fact that his parents were who they were. No, it was exactly the fact that because his parents were who they were that he had to work extra hard, forced by the chancellor of the academy to carry most of the weight of the school.
"We'll make you worth something yet."
Those words had haunted the younger Fudo ever since he was a lad. Those words are what those-
'No, Kenji!' The raven head mentally scolded himself. 'Don't think about it...don't think about it...' He walked along the halls, ignoring those stares he gained- some of admiration, some of curiosity, and some of just pure hatred. His scowl hardened and he reached the "Testing Halls". The "Testing Halls" were where, as stated, potential students got tested for admission or to get to the next rank. But for Kenji, it was where he was trained. Trained into the next Sayer. Why?
'Stardust White.'He thought with disgust. It wasn't as if he hated his father's card, it was just the fact it was a cruel reminder. They are all cruel reminders. Every single rank.
Ancient Fairy Yellow
Power Tool Green
Black Rose Pink
Red Demon Red
Blackwing Black
Stardust White
They all served as cruel reminders- to him, to his mother, to the non-psychics out there. A cruel reminder how psychic duelists took over the city at its weakest time and the Signers- or Ex-Signers- were powerless to stop them. It was a cruel reminder how the Crimson Dragon let them down when they needed him, when he- no, was it an 'it'?- abandoned the world when a tyranny that hit most of the world started in the city of New Domino. It was a cruel reminder how most of the Signers had just "disappeared" afterward.
It was a cruel reminder of how Kenji's father was amongst those missing.
Dropping his body as soon as he hit the pearl white room- no, Stardust White room, because those bastards loved tormenting Kenji- he looked at the Surveillance camera. Quietly, he stood, understanding that nothing was going to change- he was Kenji Fudo, Stardust White, Psychic and that there was a good possibility that he was going to be the general who destroyed the world when a war between psychics and non-psychics broke out.
"Duel bot," He began, sliding on his Duel Disk. "Begin processing strength records." There was a buzzing sound as he waited.
"Kenji Fudo- Strength Record Previously- Less than 5%. Kenji Fudo- Strength Record Currently- 15.6%" A female robotic voice said. Kenji shut his eyes and took off his hoodie and shirt, exposing his bare muscles and abs.
"Eject...Eject Electrical Wiring. Connect to Duel Disk." Wires fell out of the small, square room, all different colors- black, red, blue, yellow, orange, etc. At least 15 in all. His Duel Disk beeped, and a light at the end turned red. Kenji hooked up five on each of his arms, one on his forehead, and four on his stomach. "Begin shock process." Kenji whispered. The wires began to jolt as electricity passed through them, to Kenji. The boy cried out in pain, but managed to stand straight.
"Objective," The voice said. "Fight against one monster and win." If Kenji could've, he would've sighed. But, instead, his shaking hand went up to his duel disk and pulled a card and quickly placed it on it.
"D-Dragunity Dux!" He said as the humanoid looking bird wind type winged beast appeared. Dux bowed quickly and eyed Kenji worriedly. Kenji forced himself to put on a smile- true, he couldn't see Duel Spirits like certain people, but he knew from his connection with his deck- something his mother told him his father told him about- that they cared for their master a lot, even though his training methods could be...merciless.
"I-I'm fine, Dux. Don't worry about me. At all. Come on, let's begin." Dux seemed to relax but Kenji could tell in his eyes that the winged beast still worried. There was one very painful jolt of electricity that Kenji almost collapsed from, but he pushed Dux back. Dux threw a surprisingly weak punch at the boy which he dodged.
'...Dux, if you don't protect yourself...' Who knew what the Chancellor would do to his card?
Looking into Dux's eyes, Kenji found out his plan. 'He wants me to dodge and then make a clean win.' The electrical jolts were numbing his body now, but Kenji had to feel all the pain.
"Sh-sh-sh-shock process level 7." It was 2 levels higher than he was currently and Kenji knew that he had to get adjusted to it. Dux once more threw a weak punch and Kenji, due to the pain, was unable to dodge it. He stumbled back into the nearest wall, the slight action, encasing him in much more pain. Dux's eyes narrowed as Kenji fell down to his knees, his eyes closed in agony. Dux was originally afraid of getting closer, for fear of hurting his master more, but went against his better judgment. He ran up to Kenji but a punch to his gut made him stumble back.
"DUX!" Kenji said as he stood up easily, the jolts of electricity still pulsing through him. "What have I said time and time again! If this was real battle, monster against monster, and I was hurt, you do not come to me! If your opponent is...oh, to say, Alkys-" The red dragon appeared as soon as Kenji placed his card on his duel disk. "- I know you would underestimate him, no offense, Alkys." The dragon made a "ra-ra" sound. "But what, with his low attack and defense, he managed to injure me! Battle first! Me later!" With that, Kenji took both cards off his disk and re-entered them into his deck.
"...If dad could see me now." He said quietly. "I know he would be so disappointed."
New Domino City Building
"He's improving."
"Not fast enough."
"Cut him some slack."
"What slack? He's had life handed to him!"
"...It's a shame you think that way."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Fudo Kenji has not had everything handed to him. His father was taken from him-"
"Psychics should not associate with non-psychics."
"- and he's been tested everyday since he was five years old."
"So?"
"So we've turned him into a cold-blooded boy! We've ruined his childhood!"
"It's his mother's fault for that. If she wanted to mate with someone, it should have been a psychic."
"...Goddamn racist."
"What the hell did you just say?"
"I'm disagreeing with your choice of reasoning."
"What? Why? My 'reasoning' is the whole purpose of this!"
"It is not, you poor fool. The whole purpose was for Psychics to be treated equally with non-psychics. Not to take over their government!"
"I am sorry you feel that way."
"And what exactly are you going to do?"
"Why, of course, take away your psychic powers. If you like non-psychics so much. Become one of them."
If a employee was even on that floor, they would've heard a scream of agony and pain, and the sound of a window breaking, glass splattering on the floor.
Domino Diner
Sterling quickly carried a tray of food to table 4 of the small diner. He had to hurry and deliver to table 3 next- for some reason, people packed into the place today. After deliver to three more tables and a booth, his next stop was his lunch break.
"I'm on break!" He called out to Miki, the other waitress. Miki pouted.
"Of course you would do that, Sterling!" She said. Sterling smirked.
"And I'll have a club sandwich with a large pepsi, with a side of fries." He teased. Miki growled in anger as he sat in a booth.
"Oh shut up!" She said angrily. Sterling gave a soft chuckle before calming himself down. It was kind of nice, being in silence. But Kenji was at school, so his ever calming, yet threatening and cold presence was missing.
"I'm tellin' ya," A voice said from the booth over. "Ya gots ta' go ova there!"
"I don't know..." Another voice whispered. "Isn't it against the law?"
"Tha only place where us non-psychics gets ta' duel with sum psychics, an' ya gon chicken out!" Sterling perked up his ears; place where both psychics and non-psychics can duel together? Interesting...
"Fine!" The other voice said confidently. "Where is it?"
"Ova there bys the Kaiba Dome. In this abandoned buildin' right bys it. Tha whole place leads underground, connectin' to tha Kaiba Dome. Ya should hurry an' go- they be holdin' a tournament tanight."
"Is there...a secret code or something?"
"Yeah. The code be a certain attack and defense."
"What is it?"
"Depends on ya." So there was a place where he and Kenji could duel freely? And a tournament too.
'Maybe we'll go...' Thought Sterling.
Duel Academy
After his little training, Kenji had to go to "Monsters Advancement" class. It was a little class that focused on the effects and abilities of monsters and such. As soon as he walked in the class, however, he knew something was going to be different.
"Look!" Some female called. "It's KENJI!" Okay, well, being treated like a celebrity was nothing new, but...
In his spot, there sat a girl. She had short royal blue hair which reached her shoulders. It was somewhat spiky. Her eyes looked teal, but it was hard to tell since she sat in the sunlight by the window. She had slightly tanned skin. On her wrist, there was an ocean blue watch. She wore black trousers with a purple hoodie and a purple body warmer. Black fingerless gloves was enclosed around her hands and black and purple hi tops sat on her feet. Purple goggles sat on her head. Her jacket was open, revealing a seemingly skin-tight black t-shirt.
"Hey!" A boy called out to girl, noticing the same Kenji did. "Can't you see you're sitting in Kenji's seat!" The girl's eyes darted to the boy.
"Oh, yes, I apologize. Where is my lord Kenji? I will lay on the ground just so he can take this ordinary lab seat made out of wood and plastic. Especially since there's 20 others around us!" She said sarcastically. The boy glared at her. Then the teacher, Himiki-Sensei, walked in.
"Sit down, please!" The brown-haired, young, attractive teacher said. "So we may start class!" Around half the boys had gotten nose-bleeds at that very moment. Kenji said nothing and strolled over to the seat next to the girl who had taken his. She eyed him warily.
"Who are you to sit next to me?" She questioned quietly.
"...Who are you...to take my seat...and not expect me to come over here?" Kenji's eyes were at the front of the room, on Himiki-Sensei. The girl sighed when she noticed that.
"So, you're a pervert, are you?" She said. Kenji made no movement as his eyes stayed on Himiki-Sensei.
"No, I'm a Fudo, for which my mother always told me that no matter what distraction, education is top priority." His face did not change. "I have no time for being perverted." The girl let out a small smile.
"Eleanor, Blackwing Black." She introduced. Kenji's eyes darted to her for a fraction of a second and then to Himiki-Sensei.
"...Kenji...Stardust White."
"This isn't worth it." The black haired boy muttered to his friend. There was streaks of some light redish color in his hair.
"Worth what?" His friend, who was way taller, replied.
"Dueling. This place smells of desperation."
"Well, it's kind of obvious, isn't it? Most of these people live in the slums."
"Yes, because most of these people are non-psychics."
"So? Why do you care?"
"I don't."
"...Most of the people here hate you."
"So? "I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not."" His friend sighed.
"Hey, check out those two over there." He pointed to two blonds. The black haired boy's eyes darted from them to his friend.
"So?"
"They duel well, think they can give you a run for your money?" The boy stayed quiet.
"Hey, Miss, are ya okay?" A man waved his hand in front of a girl's face. She had shoulder length black hair and brown eyes and she was a bit tanned. Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore a black top with lace sleeves, black jeans, and black shoes. She blinked for a second before nodding.
"Ah, yes. Sorry, I just...blacked out." She said, stepping back a few steps.
"You sure?" He asked. "Maybe I should escort you home." The girl shook her head.
"No, there's no need!" The man smiled.
"Oh, okay." He looked at her. "Hey, are you a duelist?" The girl turned around, making sure no one was watching.
"Maybe. Such a random question to ask someone you don't know." He made a surprised look.
"Oh, sorry! I'm Valentino. Say, do you wanna go out with me tonight? Cause you look like full moon shining above the ocean on a dark night." The girl rolled her eyes.
"A) that was a terrible pick up line. B) You're way too old for me." True, he didn't look that old. In fact, Valentino look very skinny. He had bronze skin with long light brown hair that he put in a (messy) high pony-tail. His eyes were red and it gave the girl the impression he wore eye liner. Slashes were on both sides of his mouth, scares. His attire was kind of...odd. He wore an off-sleeved red shirt with a purple-pink tank top underneath. He had on a pair of black skinny jeans and bulky knee-high red boots. On his right hand, there was a purple-pink fingerless glove.
"Ah, come on! 34 isn't that old, is it?" Valentino asked. "Hey, I never got your name."
"I don't think you'll need it." She replied. Valentino pouted, which was kind of hard to make out due to the slashes on his face.
"I get it. "Don't need it, cause you're never gonna see me" thing. Alright, alright. But don't cloud that judgment of yours." Valentino said as he walked away. The girl's eyes never moved until he became a dot in the distance, her brain wondering what he meant.
"Crow Hogan," The white haired man said as he stood in an empty field. A streak of blue fell on the left of his hair and he had light blue eyes and pale skin. His body was very ectomorphic, or slim. He wore yellow shorts with a white shirt covered by a blue vest. His white socks nearly invisible from his sneakers. On his hands were black sleeveless gloves and on his head rested a blue fedora.
"One day, I might just make it to the top like you. But it's nearly impossible with these Psychics running wild." He sighed. "You know, you're my hero. You were a signer, but even you were overpowered by these Psychics." He balled up his hands into fists. "This isn't right! Everyone's supposed to duel in harmony!" He chuckled lowly, though.
"I can understand where these Psychics are coming from, though. You should know, you were there. Psychics used to be treated like non-psychics are now. Such a sad thing you were a non-psychic. Now you're gone. You, Jack-Sama, Yusei-Sama, Leo-Kun, Luna-Chan. But, Aki-San's still here. Which is kinda odd, since she's not a psychic anymore. I think it's because of Fudo Kenji. He's all the talk here." The man lowered his fedora so it covered his eyes. "They're training him, I believe, to become the next Sayer. But I won't let that happen. I won't let some brat ruin this city and the entire meaning of dueling." He looked to the sky.
"On my life, Crow Hogan, I promise you, I will take down these Psychics and restore the meaning of dueling- the way you and the others shaped it to be!"
"Oh lookie here, boys!" A man said. He had practically no teeth, light brown hair, and he looked beat up. "We have ourselves a little, defenseless boy." The "little defenseless boy" glared at the man. He had orange hair that looked like it was chopped off by a knife, and brown eyes with touches of green and dark bags underneath them. His fingernails were jagged and he was barefooted. His brown shirt looked like a bag covering him and his shorts were blue but they had frayed edges and ripped pockets. On his neck, there was a cat collar that said Missy. His face and arms were pale but the rest of his body was very, very dark.
"Wanna do something, boy-o?" Another man said, his appearance very fox-like. The boy said nothing. Another man appeared, looking much like a snake.
"Well then, strip naked." The snake-looking man said. The boy stood, then took off his shorts, revealing grey underwear. On the side of his underwear, there was a deck. The first man squealed.
"OH~! We have a girl!" The girl who looked like a boy had a cold look on her face. She reached for her deck.
"That's right," The fox-faced man said. "Give us the deck." Instead of giving her deck, however, she pulled a card out quickly and laid it on the ground.
"What is it?" The first man mumbled.
"F-Fabled...Kushano, apparently." The snake-looking man replied. As soon as he said that, however, a monster appeared. Pale blue skin and lavender hair, his hand with pointy fingers raising his glasses. He wore an outfit that was covered with blades, his chest plate silver, dark red, and purple. Blueish-white wings were spread open. His head was tilted down. The head slowly rose and a low growl emitted from his throat. The men stood there in fear.
"A- a P-Psychic!" the first yelled. The Fabled Kushano appeared to chuckle and looked at the girl. The girl nodded- no remorse. Immediately, he charged at the snake-looking man,sharp fingers tearing into his skin. Blood flew everywhere, covering his companions, who screamed. Fabled Kushano turned around, eying the others.
"G-get that beast away!" The fox-faced man cried, looking at his fallen friend. His skin was ripped off his body and Fabled Kushano appeared to be eating him. Fabled Kushano jumped up in the air and flew away. The first man pulled out a knife.
"Don't ever pull a stunt like that again!" He pointed the knife at the girl. However, a scream made him turn and he saw his other friend, the fox-faced one, on the ground, both arms ripped off. Seconds later, the man tried to scream as an arm went through his chest and ripped out his heart. He fell limp to the ground. Fabled Kushano stood behind the fallen man, raising the heart like it was a trophy. The girl bended over, put on her shorts, and picked up the Fabled Kushano card and put it back on her hip, where the rest of her deck was, before running away.
"Hey, Yami, I'm going somewhere later." A blond haired girl said. She had a smile on her face. Her eyes were blue and she had a scar running from the bottom of her right eye to her chin. She wore a long white trench coat and a short sleeved blue t-shirt and black jeans. She wore black combat boots also. A shappire blue choker adorned with an opal was around her neck and she also had a bracelet with a Blue Eyes White Dragon charm.
"Where are you going?" A blond haired boy asked. His hair was in a spiky fashion, with two braids running down the side of his face. His blue eyes spoke confidence and he wore a white trench coat similar to the girl's. His jeans were skin-tight and underneath his trench coat was a white t-shirt. On his neck, a Blue-Eyes White Dragon necklace rested. The girl sighed.
"I'm going...to this underground Duel Club." She whispered. Yami's eyes widened.
"Lily, that's-"
"Illegal, I know, I know. But I really want to duel, Yami. So badly. I want to become as good as Dad. I want to be better than Fudo Kenji." Lily spoke his name like he was a sacred god. Yami scowled.
"Insane. Kenji's a Psychic."
"So? Ms. Aki was Psychic too, and Yusei-Ji beat her." Yami rolled his eyes.
"You know, Lily, there used to be a time where you would bully Kenji and not whisper his name like he was the Crimson Dragon." Lily nodded.
"Yeah, back when we were 4 and he was 2! Everything's different! He has the power now! He's the best duelist in the city." Yami muttered a "Yeah right" under his breath. "Hmm...you think that if we saw him, he'd let us duel?"
"No. He wouldn't even remember us. He hasn't seen us since he was 3. And even if he did, who's to say he wouldn't kill us the minute he could?"
Meanwhile...
"A-A-ACHOOO!" Kenji sneezed. Immediately, everyone looked at him.
"Are you okay, Kenji?"
"Do you have a cold, Kenji?"
"What's up, man? You feeling well?" Kenji rolled his eyes.
"Through all your worrying, the least you can do is say "Bless you"." He grumbled. 'Someone important is talking about me...I can feel it.'
"How can we," Someone said, breaking him out of his train of thought. "If you're already blessed?"
"You're right, Yami-nii." Lily muttered. "Kenji won't care for us." Yami stood and walked towards Lily. "Where are you going?"
"To the underground Duel Club with you." Yami stated, yawning. Lily made an unsure look.
"Uh, okay, but you have to Tag Team with me." Yami shrugged.
"Don't care."
End theme- Stand Up- Trapt
Okay, well, this was longer, wasn't it. ;) Sorry, Akiza, I didn't get to use the idea this chapter, but I know nothing of the next yet. Okay, the end theme works well for the premise of the story, if you listen to it, right? Or maybe I just really like Trapt...
Well, it's both.
I put in every single Guardian, which is kinda hard. Oh, and I'm making a forum of the same name for this. That means, every single owner of the Guardians, check the forum section on your account! I know, it sounds like I'm ripping off Ten Commandments, but I like the forum idea and I just downloaded those two songs and I'm like:
"Dear lord, these are the songs!"
OK, I'm gonna head out with this- someone said a quote from Kurt Cobain in here. Just a fun fact.
Kenji: Is is really fun?
Hikari Purinsu Jemuzu: Yes, yes it is because you're a rock loving freak.
Kenji: -Shakes Head- Let my mom hear you...let her.
Hikari Purinsu Jemuzu: Man, forget Aki- just kidding! I love Aki, she's like my favorite besides Yusei!
Kenji: What a sad, sad boy.
Hikari Purinsu Jemuzu: ...How are you and Sterling friends?!
Kenji: We are. Review, or face the wrath of that girl's Fabled Kushano...he's scary as hell.
Hikari Purinsu Jemuzu: Hey, all owners of the Guardians! I sent ya some forum invites, just ask I got them codes!
Kenji: -Facepalms-...Goddamn idiot, people don't understand you!
Hikari Purinsu Jemuzu: Well they'll understand the fact that I made a YouTube vid for the beginning and ending themes.
Sterling: And the everlasting fight continues