Author's note: Hi! I updated sooner than I thought I would! - thanks to those who reviewed on my last chapter and yes, I am a Tales of… fan. Sorry if it's a little off from what the game is, but I lost my Phantasia game and so I'm going to twist the storyline around a bit. Oh, and the things on their wrists? That's just so we can see how well they're doing! - so enjoy the chapter and please leave some reviews!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Tales of Phantasia.

Yugioh meets Phantasia: Ch. 2

Joey fumed. How could he not? He and Tristan and all of his other friends, (excluding Kaiba. Who cares about that rich brat anyway?) Had been tricked into getting sucked into this…this Phantasia world, with no idea how to get out! Leaning against a large tree, the blonde fingered the gleaming handle of his sward, watching as the razor sharp blade of his new weapon reflected his tense face. Why did this always happen to them?

"Heads up!" Joey turned just in time to dodge an arrow that got sent his way.

"ACK!" Thunk. Turning, Joey sweatdropped slightly as he saw the arrow responsible for his quite unmanly squawk stuck in the tree he was just sitting against. Right where his head had been moments before.

"Joey! You OK, man?" The newly dubbed brunette "archer" came running up, guilt written all over his face. "Hey, sorry about that…I'm just trying to learn how to get the hang of this thing…" Tristan was cut off abruptly as his friend's fingers clasped around his throat, cutting off the airflow to his lungs.

"Sorry? Sorry?! You almost killed me, you moron!!!" Tristan sputtered and choked as he pried his friend's hands from his throat and stumbled back a few feet out of Joey's strangling range. Just as Joey was about to lunge, a sudden glow from each of their wrists caught their attention. Startled, the two teenage boys looked down to find a golden band on each of their wrists. The band resembled a golden bracelet with a compartment on the front. Curious, Joey opened his and stared in confusion at the screen on his wrist.

In the far corner of the screen, it showed his face with his name on it. At the bottom, it had the words, "apprentice swordsman". In the middle of he screen, it showed what looked like a chart. It currently looked like this:

Joey Wheeler Apprentice Swordsman

LV: 1

HP: 50/50

TP: 30/30

ATK: 60

DEF: 45

Agility: 35

Luck: 50

Accuracy: 45

Evade: 25

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Weapon: Short Sward

Body: Leather Armor

Shield: none

Head: none

Arm: leather gloves

Acc.: none

Curious, Joey looked over at Tristan's, seeing that his was very similar. It looked like this:

Tristan Taylor: Hunter

LV: 1

HP: 45/45

TP: 35/35

ATK: 50

DEF: 50

Agility: 45

Luck: 20

Accuracy: 60

Evade: 25

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Weapon: Short bow

Body: Leather Armor

Shield: none

Head: none

Arm: leather gloves

Acc.: none

"What the heck are these?" The chocolate-eyed blonde asked while looking at his and his friend's wrist thingy's in curiosity.

"This is just a hunch, but…" Tristan faltered.

"But what?"

"Maybe these show us our…what do they call it…status. Like in video games!"

Joey frowned. "You mean we're in a video game again?!" Tristan nodded

"Kinda. But I have a feeling this one's real."

"…I wonder how the others are…" Tristan looked sideways at his friend. The blonde's head was downcast and his usual goofy grin was replaced with a worried frown.

"I'm sure they'll be fine. They can look after themselves!"

"Not Yugi. And somehow the Pharaoh and him got separated so what if he's on his own?" Joey shuddered, deeply concerned for his smaller friend, "or worse, with Rich-boy?! You know he keeps on trying' to hurt Yuge when he's alone!" Tristan frowned.

"Joey, calm down, that was one time!"

"So?! It doesn't mean he won't do it again! Plus, we got weapons, what if rich-boy did?" Joey paled at his new thought. "Aw man! We gotta hurry and find them!" A sharp thwack! On the head brought Joey back to earth…or wherever they were. "Ow!" Tristan gripped his shoulders and shook him with irritation.

"Will you get a grip! I'm sure the others are fine! Maybe we just got separated from them! Ever thought of that, Sherlock?!" A long, embarrassed silence gave the brunette his answer. "Ok. Now we are going to find the others together, and then all of us are going to figure out how to get out of here. Got it?" Joey nodded. "Ok." The two friends grinned at each other for a while before they turned around at a rustle in the bushes. Turning, the two caught sight of a large wild boar that had just run into the woods behind them. With their stomachs growling, the two teens took off after the poor boar.

"Damn! Where'd it go?" the two paused, panting slightly from their run around the forest. The boar was nowhere in sight.

"You go that way, and I'll look in this direction." Joey nodded at Tristan's idea and walked off into a clearing, looking for the large piece of soon-to-be-bacon. He was about to try a different route when a large tree caught his eye. Walking over to it, he noted that what was left of the tree was rotting away, and all of the leaves were either brown or nonexistent. He went to put a hand on it when a sudden flash of white and a voice stopped him.

"Do not defile this tree!" Squinting in the light, Joey could just make out the form of a white woman before the light was gone and so was the magic. Shaking the dizziness out of his head, he turned to see Tristan racing up the path. Behind him was the biggest boar they had ever seen. And it was not happy.

"Joey! Run!" The two ran, but soon found themselves in a dead end. They turned to face the beast. It ran foreword and crashed into Joey, who gasped at the pain that shot up his back. Suddenly, Joey had a stroke of brilliance. well kind of.

"Hey, Tristan. Why are we running? What so ya think these weapons are for, huh?" Surprised at Joey's sudden smartness (which was a first) Tristan nodded and fitted an arrow into his sward. All at once, he felt words coming out of his mouth.

"Hell Fire!" He then let go of the arrow, and as soon as the words rolled off his tongue, the arrow burst into flames and struck the boar strait between the eyes. Joey's mouth dropped open in shock.

"How'd you do that?"

"I-I don't know…" Joey shrugged.

"Well then I want to try!" Facing the boar, Joey rushed at it with his sward raised high. On sudden instinct, he thrust the sward at the beast and shouted, "Demon fang!" Suddenly, a large blast of energy shot out of the sward's tip, and hit the boar in the face. Rolling over, the beast was dead. Panting, the two shocked friends gazed at their weapons in disbelief. Then, looking at his status band, Tristan whistled and Joey wouldn't be surprised if there was a light bulb over his head.

"Hey! Joey! Check this out!" Glancing at his own, Joey noted how the numbers changed. It now read;

Joey Wheeler: Apprentice Swordsman

LV: 2

HP: 40/50

TP: 28/30

ATK: 63

DEF: 47

Agility: 35

Luck: 50

Accuracy: 45

Evade: 25

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Suddenly realizing what his friend was saying, Joey nodded.

"Yeah, I guess if we get hurt or something, the 'HP' goes down…the same for the 'TP'. I'd hate to see what happens if it reaches zero." He shuddered, remembering how it had hurt when the boar hit him. They could actually die in this game.

The two were broken from their musings by a laud clanging sound from the village that they had woken up by.

"What the-?!" The teens ran out of the woods and into the town they now knew was named Toltus and stopped in horror at what they found. The entire city had been attacked. The houses were in ruins and there were dead bodies everywhere.

"Wh-who did this?" Tristan whispered behind Joey. Turning to look at his friend, Joey saw that the brunette's face was pale and his lower lip was trembling. After exploring the destroyed town for a while, Joey found a small pendant with a jewel on it.

"Well whoever it was obviously didn't come to raid the village. Or they wouldn't have left this." Joey held up the pendant in front of his friend. After inspecting the inn, Tristan ran to the rooms while Joey wandered the halls. Looking at the pile or rubble that looked to have been a statue before the attack, Joey thought he saw something silver shimmer underneath. Moving some rubble aside, Joey gasped in wonder as his gaze fell on a beautiful sward.

The blade was long and wide, and the golden handle was curved to fit a hand. Picking it up, Joey concluded that it must have come from the people who attacked the village as it looked nothing like the swards they had found in the weapon shop. Replacing his long sward down, Joey fingered the handle of his new one. A small flash from his wrist caught his attention and he looked down to see that beside the 'weapon' slot where there use to be long sward, there was now the words, knight's saber. Joey shrugged, figuring that was the sward's name.

After finally finding Tristan, Joey placed a hand on his tense shoulder. "We should leave soon. Find another village to see if we can find the others before the people who attacked this town find them first." Rising, Tristan shook his head.

"No. you go. I need to bury everyone here…" Joey began to protest but Tristan cut him off, "They were so nice to me here before I found you…I need to repay them! I'll catch up with you later." Seeing the look of determination in Tristan's eye, Joey eventually nodded. "Send word if you find any one of the others."

"Ok." The two sadly parted ways.

It had been almost a day since Joey had seen his best friend, and he missed him so much it hurt. He hated being lone. He use to be alone all the time when he was a street kid, but ever since Tristan and Yugi had befriended him, Joey never wanted to go back to that life again. He was shook from his musings by seeing a large black castle looming in front of him. Suddenly, he was overcome with the feeling that he needed to go inside. That someone was there waiting for him…

Shaking this thought from his mind, Joey began looking around for a place to sneak in. finding a small window that seemed to lead to the basement, Joey smashed it open and tried to squeeze his body through the small opening. Now, Joey wasn't fat, but he wasn't tiny either and the glass cut into his skin.

"Why oh why couldn't Yugi have landed with us? The little guy could be very helpful right now." Fuming and squirming, Joey managed to fall to the ground in the basement with a very stealthy CRASH! He rubbed his abused rear end from the pain and looked around. He seemed to be in a dark, dank dungeon. Looking up, he saw two guards glaring down at him. Crap.

"Err… h-hey fellas! I just came in here to tell you that your door was locked so I had to crawl through a window…" Flinching under the harsh glares they were giving him, Joey could tell they didn't believe his lie. "Well, hate to fall and run but I really should be going." He began to walk away until rough hands grabbed each of his arms and a blade of a sward was pressed against his throat. "Or I could stay here…"

The two black-armored men dragged the poor blonde into a greatly furnished room where sat a powerful-looking man. The man walked over to the lost teen and glared at him.

"What are you doing here, trespasser?" Joey gulped. "Well? I don't have all day, kid." The man suddenly stopped his interrogation and reached for Joey's neck. Joey cringed, waiting for any moment for the man's large, muscular hands to wrap around his neck and strangle him. Goodbye world! He felt something slide off his neck and dared to open his eyes to find that the man had taken the pendant he had found in the ruined village. He had forgotten that he had put it on. "Well, well, well…looks like fate has shined upon us today!" Joey did not like the look in the man's eyes. "Take the kid's weapons and lock him up in one of the cells. Our task is nearly complete." Turning away, Joey caught a glimpse of the man's reflection and gasped out loud. There was what looked like a grim reaper.

Joey was taken down into the dungeon and his sward taken from him. The guards locked him up and left, chuckling darkly to themselves.

"Dammit!" Joey cried in frustration. There was no way out. He passed the cell for a few minutes until he heard someone speak from a small hole at the bottom of the cell wall. The voice was soft and gentle, and definitely female.

"Reach through the hole…I wish to help you…don't be afraid." Joey jumped but reached his hand through the small hole in the bricks. He felt his hands close on a small, sharp object. An earring with a unicorn on it. "Hold it to the wall." The voice instructed. Shrugging, Joey held the earring to the wall. He jumped back as a blast of light blew a hole in the wall large enough for him to get through. Walking through it, Joey found himself in a neighboring cell.

"Hello? A-anyone there?" Where was the woman that had helped him? He looked to the right…and there she was. Dead. Joey collapsed to his knees and vomited. When the sickness had subsided, he looked back at the corpse. She was chained to the wall with a sward through her chest. It was a pitiful sight. 'But how can that be?' He wondered. 'The hand I felt was warm.' Carefully, he pulled the sward from the woman's chest. "Thank you…" He whispered and used the blade of the sward to pick the lock, praying that the woman's fate had not been the same as his friends'.

Joey silently cursed as he bumped into yet another wall. Why did the dungeon have to be a damn maze?! He continued down another row of empty cells until a soft, familiar voice stopped him.

"Joey?" Startled, Joey turned to see a familiar girl with short brown hair and sapphire blue eyes.

"Tea!" Joey ran to his friend's cell, picking the lock that held her and he threw his arms around her. "Thank God you're ok!"

"I'm much better now, Joey! Thanks for saving me!" Joey pulled away and grabbed her shoulders.

"Where are Yugi and the others? Are they here too?" Tea hung her head.

"I thought they'd be with you!" Joey groaned. Hey continued to pray that Yugi was alright. The tow eventually found a water duct and crawled through. Once they reached the end, they tumbled out and into the middle of another group of soldiers.

"Aw-!" Joey cursed loudly, causing Tea to hiss,

"Joey!" They had been caught yet again. The captured couple watched as the man from earlier strode foreword, giving the two the view of another man. This one had a red turban on his head, and red robes. The man in black armor, whose name they gathered to be Mars, stepped up to a podium where a statue was.

"By the power of these two pendants, I shall release the imprisoned Dhaos!" The other man struggled in the grip of one of the soldiers.

"No! You can't!"

"Who's Dhaos?" The man looked at them in surprise.

"Who is Dhaos? Why he was and is the strongest man. I wouldn't even say man. Thing in the world. He single handedly took on the combined forces of Midguards and other armies!" Tea and Joey sweatdropped and paled at this piece of information. That didn't sound good. Mars took out two pendants. One was the one he had stolen from Joey.

"Dhaos…release!" as the last word was spoken, the pendants glowed and a column of light burst the statue apart. Out of the rubble stepped the tallest man Joey had ever seen in his life. He was dressed like a king, in rich red robes. His long, golden hair flowed over his shoulders, and he brushed them out of his piercing blue eyes. The dude had to be at least eight feet tall!

"Ooh!" Mars fell to his knees in awe. "The ancient king…the great Dhaos is free." Dhaos turned his gaze to the man before him. "Dhaos. I have freed you, therefore you shall listen to me. My name is Mars." Mars' rambling was cut short by Dhaos' chuckle. It was deep and powerful.

"Foolish mortals. You do not realize it was fate that controlled you? Your usefulness has reached an end." And before Mars could respond, a large beam of power burst from Dhaos' hands. Destroying him and d his soldiers. Joey held Tea close and could feel her heart beating wildly against his chest. This was too much! They all flinched when Dhaos turned his attention to them.

"You're next." They all braced themselves… but before the large man could deal the final blow, a whizzing sound was heard and the next thing they knew, an arrow barely missed Dhaos' shoulder.

"Hey! Gorilla-man! Leave my friends alone!" They all looked up to see whom but Tristan jump from the window and get in front of them. Another arrow poised and ready to fire.

"Tristan!" Joey and Tea where overjoyed to see their friend there and unharmed.

"Insolent humans. You dare stand up to me?" The man in the red turban stepped up to them.

"My name is Morrison. He id too powerful to defeat now. I will send you to another place. You must defeat him there to save the future!" Before the three teens could protest, Morrison began to chant in a language they could not decipher and a ring of magic appeared at their feet.

"Too late!" Dhaos cried, preparing to blast them to oblivion. Suddenly, Tristan lunged foreword.

"There's no time!" He cried as he blocked the blast from Dhaos and crumpled to the ground. Unconscious.

"TRISTAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The last thing Joey and Tea saw before Morison's spell was completed and they were whisked away was Dhaos ready to deliver a fatal blow onto their friend.

"Die!"

"NO!"

Author's note: whew! My hand hurts! - well I hope that chapter was satisfactory! As I said before, the storyline may change for my memories sake. Well I hope you enjoyed and please review! Tell me what you like, what you don't like, but no flamers please! Oh, and you can tell me if you want Yugi to come when he's supposed to, or do you want me to slip him in earlier? Bibi! And thank you to the VERY FOE PEOPLE THAT REVIEWED! I'll try to update soon!