Episode 3 Lost in Time ***I do not own Yu-gi-oh!***
A building lay in rubble in the center of Duelist Island. Everything seemed like it didn't matter anymore, they had lost everything, including their boss. Keemo scoured the rubble looking for any trace of Pegasus. With no hope in site, they continued the search. Industrial Illusions was still being run, but no one had seen Pegasus for some time.
"You found anything yet?" Keemo yelled to a man across the way.
Croquet was busy searching through some of the rubble, occasionally picking up a piece of it and tossing it behind him. "No luck."
Keemo wandered around for another hour. They had been searching for days on end, in hope of finding Pegasus, some way, some how. Keemo wasn't worried, for he figured that Pegasus had escaped. Being loyal to his once thriving boss, he simply wanted his old job back. "Well then keep looking!"
Croquet, the former head of security for Pegasus looked on at what once was Pegasus's Castle. The Duelist Castle where so much had happened, all his evil ways, finally faltering down because of one lousy kid. Croquet originally hated Yugi, but had grown respect for him over time. He fought for what he believed in and strived to do what he thought was right. Sad as it was, it was finally over.
Keemo took a seat amongst the rubble and sat his head on his hands. Taking off his glasses for the sun wasn't that bad. The cool air around him, felt just right around this time of year. Keemo let out a large sigh. Could it be? Could Pegasus have actually been killed? Or is he simply lost? Maybe he's hiding? Keemo kept running questions through his head. As tough as he seemed, he felt like he had lost a long time mentor.
Croquet gave up and collapsed on a cardboard box. Sad as it seemed, he also felt that it was all over. All that Pegasus had worked for, down in rubble. And yet the company still had a name for it, and continued to thrive, as did Duel Monsters. Croquet wiped the sweat off his forehead, and stood up to stretch. What a day, he thought to himself.
A dark brown, bearded man walked up stomping through the rubble. He waved back his hair so it didn't cover his face, and look deeply at the two men that sat in the center of the mess.
Keemo suddenly stood up and shouted towards Croquet. They both ran, not carrying about what they ran through. Keemo stared at the man, as did Croquet.
"Its... its.. You?" Croquet exclaimed, as a smile began to mount upon his face.
"Master Pegasus!" Keemo shouted.
The man looked away as Croquet and Keemo said this. After looking past the two men in case any vital was left behind, he turn towards the two men. A smile grew on his face as he looked at them more. "Hahaha.."
"Are you all right Master Pegasus?" Keemo said, as he extended his arm towards the man.
"How did you survive, sir?" Croquet questioned as he slipped his sun- glasses back on.
"Hahaha.. Me Pegasus??!!" the man rubbed his chin and continued to laugh at the comments made by Croquet and Keemo.
"What's wrong sir?" Croquet and Keemo both said in unison.
"You think I... am Pegasus????" the man spoke in a rather deep voice.
"Of course.." Croquet said as he turned towards Keemo.
"Maybe he has amnesia?" Keemo said quietly.
"Your right.." the man said gruffly.
"So you are Pegasus?" Keemo asked.
"Is it really you sir?" Croquet spoke softly.
"I am...." the man said.
"Finally you showed up!" Croquet shouted.
"We thought you had actually died," Keemo spoke with a hint of joy at the end of his words.
"A... Pegasus" the man lit a cigarette as he said this.
"Your a Pegasus???" Keemo asked as if confused.
"Yes I am.. a Pegasus."
"What do you mean a Pegasus sir?" Croquet checked his watched and went back to eyeing the man.
"Like I said, I am a Pegasus."
"I'm confused!" Keemo stated.
"So am I!!!" Croquet shouted.
"Well.. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Rejí."
"Rejí??" Both Keemo and Croquet looked baffled by this alarming news.
The man blew a puff of smoke as he began walking around the two men. "I am here to see Pegasus, but I bet he failed to mention that."
"Indeed he did...." Croquet and Keemo were both mesmerized at the uncanny resemblance. Rejí look like Pegasus down to the white hair. The only difference was his face was darker and a little more rounded, plus he had the dark brown beard, but besides that he dressed very formal, and he looked to be a strong man.
"Well, then did he not tell you I was stopping by?" Rejí blew another puff of smoke, one that resembled an arrow.
"No, in fact we haven't seen him since the big mess at Duelist Kingdom. Have you seen him?"
"I'm afraid I haven't. That's why I stopped by, to pay him a visit."
"Oh, well like we said we don't.."
"Well if he does ever come back, tell him I have a present for him."
"What type of present?"
"Tell him its a blast from the past, and I've come to give him a little scare."
"Ok. Whatever you want Mr. Rejí sir." Croquet and Keemo both were still in awe at what was going on before their eyes.
"Hahaha..." Rejí blew another puff of smoke around the faces of Keemo and Croquet. In turn they coughed and tried to swat the smoke away.
"I can't see," Croquet said out loud.
Suddenly Rejí leaned his head in and blew a puff of smoke, which formed an arrow going through a heart. "BOO!!"
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!" Croquet and Keemo feel backwards onto the rubble, as their faces showed looks of horror.
"Hahaha.." Rejí walked away and disappeared into a car, which drove off.
"That creep!" Croquet stood up and dusted himself off. "If I ever get my hands on that jerk, i'll ring his neck!"
"Not until I get my chance!" Keemo wiped away the trails of smoke off his face.
"Pegasus isn't going to happy about this!"
"Sigh... Lets get back to searching."
"Fine." The two men went back to searching through the rubble as the wind blew a bunch of rubble past their head and into the distance.
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The man brushed his hair back from his face, and stared down at the ground below. The man chuckled to himself slightly before taking a deep breath and jumping. The air around him forced its way past him in a sudden rush. His white hair dangled up past his head and floated in mid air for some time. His left eye shined as he pulled a rip-cord from his black pack. The parachute flung up with one giant thrust, and held its own above the man.
When the man finally reached the ground he pulled his parachute away from his head, which it now draped across. He stuffed it into his backpack and began to take off his dark clothing that clung to him. Underneath his dark clothes was a red, glaring suit, with a white top. He straightened his red suit, and dusted off his red pants. He looked around the top of the building in case anyone had seen him. His left eye glimmered against the sun, and his hair soon fell over it. He brushed off his shoes and began a walk towards across the roof of the giant building. A slot where you normally slide a key-card was present on the thick, silver door that hung leading to a staircase. The man swiped a card, which he pulled from his pocket and replaced it, after the door slid open.
Passing down the dusty stairwell; they ended revealing a path. The path was laid out in tile across the sides, and resembled more of a maze, then a real path. Each time there was an opening to another path; the man simply looked on and chose a path. Furthering the time he whistled quietly to himself, as he proceeded to a very large golden room. The man walked down the few steps, and sneezed.
Dusting off his nose with a white cloth from his pocket, he proceeded to the end of the large golden room. Covered in black striped patterns, he reached the end. There appeared to be no door, and the man felt around the middle section, until he pushed in a brick. A large door was revealed behind the open area.
The man walked toward the end and waited. A black area on the left of the door had a hand-print on it. To the right of the door was yellow block with round scanner, at eye length. The man put his hand against the black area, until it lit up golden like the room before him. He then stepped to the right and stood in the front of the yellow brick. A circular scanner sprung to life and scanned the man's eye.
"Welcome!" spoke a booming voice from behind the door. The door swung open to reveal a large computerized area. The man sat down and admired what was surrounding him. He made sure the door reset itself and closed behind him, as he began typing furiously. With one deep breath the man lay back on his seat and grabbed a bottle of wine hidden underneath his feet. Blowing the dust off the top, he uncorked it, and poured himself a glass of wine.
As he sipped his wine the three big screens showed status up-dates and news on 'Industrial Illusions'. The man typed away for a short while, before he finally set down his glass of wine. He grabbed for a phone, which lie on the corner computer table. From there he dialed a number and waited for the ring.
A man picked up on the line and spoke in a fuzzy voice, "Who is this?"
"Why its a vagrant," the man partially covered the phone to muff his voice.
"A Vagrant? Who is this?"
"You be finding out soon enough, Hahaha.."
"Go to hell..." the on the other line slammed down the phone in frustration and went back to reading.
The man in the chair grabbed for his wine and some cheese, as he sat to think some things through. How long will I have to wait, only a few more days, the man thought to himself. He chuckled loudly to himself, as he reached for a comic book. Clicking his white shoes he leaned back against the chair, and relaxed for the time being. ***************
A man sat with a headset on him. Looking down at the petals, he watched the area around him; the landscape was all shadows at this time of night. A few more days and I'll be back, he thought to himself.
"Big brother! Big brother!" a little boy in the back shouted from down the hallway.
"What is it?" the man said, as he turned his away from the path ahead. The man had to turn his head back to look at his little brother.
"How much longer Seto? Are we almost there big brother?" Mokuba looked up at Seto as he spoke. He had a great deal of love and compassion for his brother, who has always been with him. Even when Mokuba thought Seto had abandoned him, he had come back.
"Not much longer Mokuba." Seto wiped his forehead as they sped forward through the air. He was too busy with something on his mind to worry about anything else. He had to be there, to finally come out from the shadows and get back what is rightfully his. After the whole mess at Duelist Castle, his heart had grown a great deal, and he felt more compassionate. Although something had changed, greatly, he was still a very wise and powerful duelist. And yet he still was naive, in his own way. Power was still his key, but he believed in the heart of the cards too.
Mokuba buckled back in to his seat and smiled at Seto. Seto smiled back and looked hard, onto what lay in wait ahead of them. The time was drawing near, and hopefully he too, would clear up the situation that had become a large, burning problem. ***************
A graceful song caught the wind as a large clock in the center of the town struck midnight. The cool air was blowing, and the full moon shone brightly above the empty town. The man rose up, flipped his flute over his shoulder and continued on down the street. Staring mystically at the moon, he pulled his flute to his lips and played a beautiful harmony. Clicking his heels, he proceeded down the street, playing his soft melody in tune to the owls.
An old man sat down at the bench, with his cane. He grabbed hold of his wife with his other hand and they both sat back to look up at the stars. What a wonderful evening they both thought. They both let their breaths out and relaxed on the bench, enjoying this pleasant evening.
Jumping from building to building, the woman watched over the town. Gaining enough speed, she jumped over the next few building, scanning the area below her. She watched as a woman trailed down the road, red glasses and all. Her red out-fit stood out a million miles away. The girl wearing red disappeared down an alley, as the woman on the roof followed her. To her dismay, the woman in red had vanished, and there was no site of her.
A woman dressed up as a harlequin looked around the area, as she did flips across the park. Smiling as she did so, she managed to flip her way up a tree and watch over the area near a large building. Below her a man walked silently down a dark path, as his cat looked around on his shoulder.
Two men wandered the streets watching over their shoulders and being careful not to run into each other. They nodded towards one another and went on their way.
The clock struck an idle 1 o'clock as a mysterious character, covered by shadows ran down a hill, and vanished in the nightfall. A cat meowed, and owl's hooted as the nightfall was nearing its end. The sudden explosion coming from the 'Kaiba Corp.' Building was sinister and silent. The mysterious figure laughed at the accomplishment, and proceeded down the street as another explosion erupted.
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To be continued..
Episode 4: Gold Names on Silver Letters
A building lay in rubble in the center of Duelist Island. Everything seemed like it didn't matter anymore, they had lost everything, including their boss. Keemo scoured the rubble looking for any trace of Pegasus. With no hope in site, they continued the search. Industrial Illusions was still being run, but no one had seen Pegasus for some time.
"You found anything yet?" Keemo yelled to a man across the way.
Croquet was busy searching through some of the rubble, occasionally picking up a piece of it and tossing it behind him. "No luck."
Keemo wandered around for another hour. They had been searching for days on end, in hope of finding Pegasus, some way, some how. Keemo wasn't worried, for he figured that Pegasus had escaped. Being loyal to his once thriving boss, he simply wanted his old job back. "Well then keep looking!"
Croquet, the former head of security for Pegasus looked on at what once was Pegasus's Castle. The Duelist Castle where so much had happened, all his evil ways, finally faltering down because of one lousy kid. Croquet originally hated Yugi, but had grown respect for him over time. He fought for what he believed in and strived to do what he thought was right. Sad as it was, it was finally over.
Keemo took a seat amongst the rubble and sat his head on his hands. Taking off his glasses for the sun wasn't that bad. The cool air around him, felt just right around this time of year. Keemo let out a large sigh. Could it be? Could Pegasus have actually been killed? Or is he simply lost? Maybe he's hiding? Keemo kept running questions through his head. As tough as he seemed, he felt like he had lost a long time mentor.
Croquet gave up and collapsed on a cardboard box. Sad as it seemed, he also felt that it was all over. All that Pegasus had worked for, down in rubble. And yet the company still had a name for it, and continued to thrive, as did Duel Monsters. Croquet wiped the sweat off his forehead, and stood up to stretch. What a day, he thought to himself.
A dark brown, bearded man walked up stomping through the rubble. He waved back his hair so it didn't cover his face, and look deeply at the two men that sat in the center of the mess.
Keemo suddenly stood up and shouted towards Croquet. They both ran, not carrying about what they ran through. Keemo stared at the man, as did Croquet.
"Its... its.. You?" Croquet exclaimed, as a smile began to mount upon his face.
"Master Pegasus!" Keemo shouted.
The man looked away as Croquet and Keemo said this. After looking past the two men in case any vital was left behind, he turn towards the two men. A smile grew on his face as he looked at them more. "Hahaha.."
"Are you all right Master Pegasus?" Keemo said, as he extended his arm towards the man.
"How did you survive, sir?" Croquet questioned as he slipped his sun- glasses back on.
"Hahaha.. Me Pegasus??!!" the man rubbed his chin and continued to laugh at the comments made by Croquet and Keemo.
"What's wrong sir?" Croquet and Keemo both said in unison.
"You think I... am Pegasus????" the man spoke in a rather deep voice.
"Of course.." Croquet said as he turned towards Keemo.
"Maybe he has amnesia?" Keemo said quietly.
"Your right.." the man said gruffly.
"So you are Pegasus?" Keemo asked.
"Is it really you sir?" Croquet spoke softly.
"I am...." the man said.
"Finally you showed up!" Croquet shouted.
"We thought you had actually died," Keemo spoke with a hint of joy at the end of his words.
"A... Pegasus" the man lit a cigarette as he said this.
"Your a Pegasus???" Keemo asked as if confused.
"Yes I am.. a Pegasus."
"What do you mean a Pegasus sir?" Croquet checked his watched and went back to eyeing the man.
"Like I said, I am a Pegasus."
"I'm confused!" Keemo stated.
"So am I!!!" Croquet shouted.
"Well.. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Rejí."
"Rejí??" Both Keemo and Croquet looked baffled by this alarming news.
The man blew a puff of smoke as he began walking around the two men. "I am here to see Pegasus, but I bet he failed to mention that."
"Indeed he did...." Croquet and Keemo were both mesmerized at the uncanny resemblance. Rejí look like Pegasus down to the white hair. The only difference was his face was darker and a little more rounded, plus he had the dark brown beard, but besides that he dressed very formal, and he looked to be a strong man.
"Well, then did he not tell you I was stopping by?" Rejí blew another puff of smoke, one that resembled an arrow.
"No, in fact we haven't seen him since the big mess at Duelist Kingdom. Have you seen him?"
"I'm afraid I haven't. That's why I stopped by, to pay him a visit."
"Oh, well like we said we don't.."
"Well if he does ever come back, tell him I have a present for him."
"What type of present?"
"Tell him its a blast from the past, and I've come to give him a little scare."
"Ok. Whatever you want Mr. Rejí sir." Croquet and Keemo both were still in awe at what was going on before their eyes.
"Hahaha..." Rejí blew another puff of smoke around the faces of Keemo and Croquet. In turn they coughed and tried to swat the smoke away.
"I can't see," Croquet said out loud.
Suddenly Rejí leaned his head in and blew a puff of smoke, which formed an arrow going through a heart. "BOO!!"
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!" Croquet and Keemo feel backwards onto the rubble, as their faces showed looks of horror.
"Hahaha.." Rejí walked away and disappeared into a car, which drove off.
"That creep!" Croquet stood up and dusted himself off. "If I ever get my hands on that jerk, i'll ring his neck!"
"Not until I get my chance!" Keemo wiped away the trails of smoke off his face.
"Pegasus isn't going to happy about this!"
"Sigh... Lets get back to searching."
"Fine." The two men went back to searching through the rubble as the wind blew a bunch of rubble past their head and into the distance.
***************
The man brushed his hair back from his face, and stared down at the ground below. The man chuckled to himself slightly before taking a deep breath and jumping. The air around him forced its way past him in a sudden rush. His white hair dangled up past his head and floated in mid air for some time. His left eye shined as he pulled a rip-cord from his black pack. The parachute flung up with one giant thrust, and held its own above the man.
When the man finally reached the ground he pulled his parachute away from his head, which it now draped across. He stuffed it into his backpack and began to take off his dark clothing that clung to him. Underneath his dark clothes was a red, glaring suit, with a white top. He straightened his red suit, and dusted off his red pants. He looked around the top of the building in case anyone had seen him. His left eye glimmered against the sun, and his hair soon fell over it. He brushed off his shoes and began a walk towards across the roof of the giant building. A slot where you normally slide a key-card was present on the thick, silver door that hung leading to a staircase. The man swiped a card, which he pulled from his pocket and replaced it, after the door slid open.
Passing down the dusty stairwell; they ended revealing a path. The path was laid out in tile across the sides, and resembled more of a maze, then a real path. Each time there was an opening to another path; the man simply looked on and chose a path. Furthering the time he whistled quietly to himself, as he proceeded to a very large golden room. The man walked down the few steps, and sneezed.
Dusting off his nose with a white cloth from his pocket, he proceeded to the end of the large golden room. Covered in black striped patterns, he reached the end. There appeared to be no door, and the man felt around the middle section, until he pushed in a brick. A large door was revealed behind the open area.
The man walked toward the end and waited. A black area on the left of the door had a hand-print on it. To the right of the door was yellow block with round scanner, at eye length. The man put his hand against the black area, until it lit up golden like the room before him. He then stepped to the right and stood in the front of the yellow brick. A circular scanner sprung to life and scanned the man's eye.
"Welcome!" spoke a booming voice from behind the door. The door swung open to reveal a large computerized area. The man sat down and admired what was surrounding him. He made sure the door reset itself and closed behind him, as he began typing furiously. With one deep breath the man lay back on his seat and grabbed a bottle of wine hidden underneath his feet. Blowing the dust off the top, he uncorked it, and poured himself a glass of wine.
As he sipped his wine the three big screens showed status up-dates and news on 'Industrial Illusions'. The man typed away for a short while, before he finally set down his glass of wine. He grabbed for a phone, which lie on the corner computer table. From there he dialed a number and waited for the ring.
A man picked up on the line and spoke in a fuzzy voice, "Who is this?"
"Why its a vagrant," the man partially covered the phone to muff his voice.
"A Vagrant? Who is this?"
"You be finding out soon enough, Hahaha.."
"Go to hell..." the on the other line slammed down the phone in frustration and went back to reading.
The man in the chair grabbed for his wine and some cheese, as he sat to think some things through. How long will I have to wait, only a few more days, the man thought to himself. He chuckled loudly to himself, as he reached for a comic book. Clicking his white shoes he leaned back against the chair, and relaxed for the time being. ***************
A man sat with a headset on him. Looking down at the petals, he watched the area around him; the landscape was all shadows at this time of night. A few more days and I'll be back, he thought to himself.
"Big brother! Big brother!" a little boy in the back shouted from down the hallway.
"What is it?" the man said, as he turned his away from the path ahead. The man had to turn his head back to look at his little brother.
"How much longer Seto? Are we almost there big brother?" Mokuba looked up at Seto as he spoke. He had a great deal of love and compassion for his brother, who has always been with him. Even when Mokuba thought Seto had abandoned him, he had come back.
"Not much longer Mokuba." Seto wiped his forehead as they sped forward through the air. He was too busy with something on his mind to worry about anything else. He had to be there, to finally come out from the shadows and get back what is rightfully his. After the whole mess at Duelist Castle, his heart had grown a great deal, and he felt more compassionate. Although something had changed, greatly, he was still a very wise and powerful duelist. And yet he still was naive, in his own way. Power was still his key, but he believed in the heart of the cards too.
Mokuba buckled back in to his seat and smiled at Seto. Seto smiled back and looked hard, onto what lay in wait ahead of them. The time was drawing near, and hopefully he too, would clear up the situation that had become a large, burning problem. ***************
A graceful song caught the wind as a large clock in the center of the town struck midnight. The cool air was blowing, and the full moon shone brightly above the empty town. The man rose up, flipped his flute over his shoulder and continued on down the street. Staring mystically at the moon, he pulled his flute to his lips and played a beautiful harmony. Clicking his heels, he proceeded down the street, playing his soft melody in tune to the owls.
An old man sat down at the bench, with his cane. He grabbed hold of his wife with his other hand and they both sat back to look up at the stars. What a wonderful evening they both thought. They both let their breaths out and relaxed on the bench, enjoying this pleasant evening.
Jumping from building to building, the woman watched over the town. Gaining enough speed, she jumped over the next few building, scanning the area below her. She watched as a woman trailed down the road, red glasses and all. Her red out-fit stood out a million miles away. The girl wearing red disappeared down an alley, as the woman on the roof followed her. To her dismay, the woman in red had vanished, and there was no site of her.
A woman dressed up as a harlequin looked around the area, as she did flips across the park. Smiling as she did so, she managed to flip her way up a tree and watch over the area near a large building. Below her a man walked silently down a dark path, as his cat looked around on his shoulder.
Two men wandered the streets watching over their shoulders and being careful not to run into each other. They nodded towards one another and went on their way.
The clock struck an idle 1 o'clock as a mysterious character, covered by shadows ran down a hill, and vanished in the nightfall. A cat meowed, and owl's hooted as the nightfall was nearing its end. The sudden explosion coming from the 'Kaiba Corp.' Building was sinister and silent. The mysterious figure laughed at the accomplishment, and proceeded down the street as another explosion erupted.
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To be continued..
Episode 4: Gold Names on Silver Letters