FOXFIRE
The Duelist.
Kit watched all the people around him. The person they all referred to as Grandpa had check him over and then had told him to stay here while he went to get some food. He had seemed so kind, but Kit wasn't going to trust anyone, not after the crown.
Who knew that it would have happened after he stolen it. He survived 5000 years and for what. To still be a slave. He guessed this is why the crown had been locked up in the first place. He recognized the eyes of two of the people in the room, even if their bodies have changed.
The Pharaoh and the Grave Robber. The one whom had tried to stop him, tried to warn him. But that still hadn't stopped him from taking it from the Egyptians then and it didn't change what had happened after.
He heard as the two explained it to the others, the mortals of today. They were refereed to as Yamis and Kit recognized that word. It meant Darkness. Fitting when you were one who had witnessed the Shadow Games of Ancient Egypt.
They told all that they knew. Things Kit had already been told.
'The crown will be safe here.' 'Why does it have to be sealed away?' 'The power it holds is worse than that of the Shadow Games. With the crown, you are controlled, not controlling.' 'So why would anyone even want it.' 'It grants immortality and extraordinary power to the one controlled.' 'Still, to become a slave.' 'Some are willing to pay the price.'
Kit was startled out of his memories and back to the present. They were all looking at him. He stared back. Finally the small Tri-haired boy named Yugi came forward.
"Why did you steal it, if you knew that you would be a slave?"
Kit smiled, "It was the ultimate thrill. Dodging all the cards and magic that guarded it. I didn't want it, just the challenge." He stopped and stared into the distance, remembering the thrill of avoiding all those that tried to kill him. "I didn't know that as soon as I touched it, it was I who was stolen."
"What happened?" It was the blond girl, Mai, he remembered.
"I became a duelist."
They stared at him, not understanding.
"But we're all Duelists." Kit shock his head at his blond savior.
"No you're Duelers. Duelists are very rare now and we are slaves to the power, or I should say the soul, of the items, which hold us. For me, it's this crown." He breathed deeply and then rolled up his pants and sleeves. On each arm and ankle their were gold manacles.
"These, along with my colouring mark me as a Duelist. A Dueler who owns a Duelist is one of the few of the First Race of the Shadow Realm. They were like humans, only with terrible powers. I was unfortunate enough to fall under the power of the Prince General. You saw him briefly when he tried to get me to fight."
"Why did he try to harm us when he saw me and Yami Bakura." The Pharaoh stared at him hard.
"He recognized you both, through your eyes and he didn't want you to take me away." Kit looked over at the Robber. "You know who I am and yes you can gloat. I should have listened to you." He saw the white-haired Yami's eyes open wide and knew that he had clued in.
"Kit?" he nodded. "So this is what happened. I had guessed, but didn't want to believe."
Kit sighed.
"I have to leave now. The Prince will want to attack and I don't want to hurt any of you." He got up and was ready to leave when the Pharaoh stopped him.
"Is their anyway to free you, cause if you are right, you are a severe danger to the people of the world."
"The only way to free me is to take the crown, but it would then take over you. So you can only kill me."
"And if we don't?"
Kit looked at each person in the room. "I'm not the only Duelist and when all the Duelers gather, we will be used to destroy and enslave this world. The people would become food for the Shadow Realm and it would grow in power allowing the cards the power to enter this world. The Shadows would expand and their would be nothing left but a magic fueled battleground."
The Pharaoh looked at him.
"So we kill you."
Kit finally smiled a true smile.
"Then we Duel."
Freedom was finally within his reach. Hopefully they were strong enough to beat him and the Prince.
The Duelist.
Kit watched all the people around him. The person they all referred to as Grandpa had check him over and then had told him to stay here while he went to get some food. He had seemed so kind, but Kit wasn't going to trust anyone, not after the crown.
Who knew that it would have happened after he stolen it. He survived 5000 years and for what. To still be a slave. He guessed this is why the crown had been locked up in the first place. He recognized the eyes of two of the people in the room, even if their bodies have changed.
The Pharaoh and the Grave Robber. The one whom had tried to stop him, tried to warn him. But that still hadn't stopped him from taking it from the Egyptians then and it didn't change what had happened after.
He heard as the two explained it to the others, the mortals of today. They were refereed to as Yamis and Kit recognized that word. It meant Darkness. Fitting when you were one who had witnessed the Shadow Games of Ancient Egypt.
They told all that they knew. Things Kit had already been told.
'The crown will be safe here.' 'Why does it have to be sealed away?' 'The power it holds is worse than that of the Shadow Games. With the crown, you are controlled, not controlling.' 'So why would anyone even want it.' 'It grants immortality and extraordinary power to the one controlled.' 'Still, to become a slave.' 'Some are willing to pay the price.'
Kit was startled out of his memories and back to the present. They were all looking at him. He stared back. Finally the small Tri-haired boy named Yugi came forward.
"Why did you steal it, if you knew that you would be a slave?"
Kit smiled, "It was the ultimate thrill. Dodging all the cards and magic that guarded it. I didn't want it, just the challenge." He stopped and stared into the distance, remembering the thrill of avoiding all those that tried to kill him. "I didn't know that as soon as I touched it, it was I who was stolen."
"What happened?" It was the blond girl, Mai, he remembered.
"I became a duelist."
They stared at him, not understanding.
"But we're all Duelists." Kit shock his head at his blond savior.
"No you're Duelers. Duelists are very rare now and we are slaves to the power, or I should say the soul, of the items, which hold us. For me, it's this crown." He breathed deeply and then rolled up his pants and sleeves. On each arm and ankle their were gold manacles.
"These, along with my colouring mark me as a Duelist. A Dueler who owns a Duelist is one of the few of the First Race of the Shadow Realm. They were like humans, only with terrible powers. I was unfortunate enough to fall under the power of the Prince General. You saw him briefly when he tried to get me to fight."
"Why did he try to harm us when he saw me and Yami Bakura." The Pharaoh stared at him hard.
"He recognized you both, through your eyes and he didn't want you to take me away." Kit looked over at the Robber. "You know who I am and yes you can gloat. I should have listened to you." He saw the white-haired Yami's eyes open wide and knew that he had clued in.
"Kit?" he nodded. "So this is what happened. I had guessed, but didn't want to believe."
Kit sighed.
"I have to leave now. The Prince will want to attack and I don't want to hurt any of you." He got up and was ready to leave when the Pharaoh stopped him.
"Is their anyway to free you, cause if you are right, you are a severe danger to the people of the world."
"The only way to free me is to take the crown, but it would then take over you. So you can only kill me."
"And if we don't?"
Kit looked at each person in the room. "I'm not the only Duelist and when all the Duelers gather, we will be used to destroy and enslave this world. The people would become food for the Shadow Realm and it would grow in power allowing the cards the power to enter this world. The Shadows would expand and their would be nothing left but a magic fueled battleground."
The Pharaoh looked at him.
"So we kill you."
Kit finally smiled a true smile.
"Then we Duel."
Freedom was finally within his reach. Hopefully they were strong enough to beat him and the Prince.