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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh GX
Title: Let The Game Begin: 2-20: Lesson One
Characters: Johan, Brron
Word Count: chapter: 300||story: 600
Genre: Drama, Angst||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: drabble123: Johan Andersen: prompt #7: lock
Notes: This is an AU, specifically where Johan's background and parts of season three and four of GX are concerned.
Summary: We know next to nothing about Johan's past. There is a great deal that he isn't telling anyone, and it has to do with Juudai and a mission Johan was born to accomplish.

Johan bent over the lock, all of his attention on the device and on the thin blade that he picked at it with. Cliff's words echoed in his mind; it's just you and the lock. Don't worry about anything else. There had been a lot more to it than that, but that was his advice in a nutshell.

If he didn't pick this lock, then he wouldn't be able to get out of here. If he couldn't get out, then he'd go hungry until he could pick it. Those were the rules of the game, and Johan was determined not to fail.

Sweat trickled down his palms and he wiped it off without a thought; it might be valuable in some other game, but today it was a hindrance. Today he needed all of the focus he could muster. He closed his eyes for a moment or two and tried to concentrate harder. Had Cliff said anything else about picking a lock? Was there some kind of special trick to it that he hadn't used yet?

His stomach rumbled, reminding him of the consequences of failure. He didn't doubt for a second that his father would make him stay there until he had picked his way out of the room.

He'd have food sent if I don't make it out in a couple of days. But he won't have the door unlocked for me. Brron believed in survival of the fittest. If Johan weren't fit enough, then he wouldn't survive.

He opened his eyes and returned to the lock, his focus doubling. It wasn't easy, especially since he'd worked at it all day with no success, but Johan was stubborn. And hungry.

Click! Finally! The door swung open and Johan stepped outside. Free at last. Now to go find dinner.

The End