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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh GX
Title: Let The Game Begin: 9-20: The Search Begins
Characters: Johan, Brron
Word Count: chapter: 300||story: 2,700
Genre: Drama, Angst||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: drabble123: Johan Andersen: prompt #19, familiar
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 tried not to make it obvious he was looking around. He had to pay attention to his surroundings, but at the same time, he didn't want to look like he'd just dropped in from another world and hadn't seen most of what he was seeing before here in his life. Life was dangerous in Dark World, and he didn't think it would be that different here.

One difference he'd noted almost at once was the temperature. It was cold here. It wasn't anything that he couldn't handle, but he did notice the change. He slipped into a dark alleyway and wrapped his arms around himself in an attempt to warm up.

This place is so strange. There were humans everywhere. He'd known they would be there, but to see so many of them, to see this city that they had obviously built, and not to see any monsters anywhere, that set everything just off-kilter in Johan's head.

If he had been a normal fourteen-year-old, Johan might have given a lonesome sniffle or two. But Johan wasn't. He was the adopted son of Brron of Dark World, where even the appearance of weakness wasn't tolerated. Instead, he watched the humans and tried to figure out some kind of plan.

The person I'm looking for is going to be a great duelist. So, I need to find duelists. Brron had warned him that the object of his search might not yet even know what he would do. Johan was his first strike weapon, a means of finding and destroying this foretold murderer before he could even get near Brron.

He would also need food and shelter, Johan realized as his empty stomach rumbled. This was turning into much more of a difficult quest than he'd ever imagined.

He loved it already.

The End