EchoGirl: And finally, the next chapter!
Goldfish: At last. You've been so slow lately.
EchoGirl: I've been busy!
Goldfish: Pah. You're never busy. You're too lazy to even get up and do something with your life.
EchoGirl: Hey! I am not lazy! And look who's talking you just float around in a glass bowl all day you freaky staring backwards-swimming thing!
Goldfish: Sigh. I'm not a thing, Echo, I'm a goldfish; it's what I do. And I do not stare and swim backwards all the time. It just looks like that because I don't have [visible] eyelids and I'm not moving so the water carries me backwards.
EchoGirl: Now who's lazy?
Goldfish: I can't believe I have to live with this.
EchoGirl: As for the no-eyelid thing, that's just want you want me to think. I know your secret!
Goldfish: And would that be?
EchoGirl: WORLD DOMINATION!
Goldfish: DAMN STRAIGHT! Oh, and don't forget the complete anhiliation of the human race!
EchoGirl: (blinks) You do realise that you're talking about this to a human, right?
Goldfish: Yes, and you, my dear Echo, shall be the first to be exterminated!
EchoGirl: (oh, crud) Scratch that! I'm not a human! I'm a martian from Jupiter.
Goldfish: ... Echo, martians only come from Mars, not Jupiter. That would be an alien. Or maybe a juparian...
EchoGirl: I don't care! Just do the disclaimer already!
Goldfish: My, my, my, very cranky today, aren't we?
EchoGirl: (growling) Goldfish...
Goldfish: Fine, fine. EchoGirl319 does not own Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's.
EchoGirl: Whoa, that was a long intro.
Goldfish: Ya think, Martian-who-comes-from-Jupiter.
EchoGirl: You're never going to get over that, are you?
A Rose in the Stars
Chapter 33
Vanessa watched with wide green eyes the duel that was taking place beneath her. Destiny versus Sayer, or 'the cross-dresser', at least according to Chris. She peered forward slightly as Sayer proceeded to summon some draconic beast that the young redhead had never seen before. She flinched slightly as she saw a clearly evil smirk spread across the face of the man in question as her friends voice rose in volume. He was baiting her, she could tell.
They had a perfect view of the arena and could see every little movement made by either duellist, yet Vanessa wished, however, that she could at least hear what they where saying; what Sayer was saying that was getting Destiny so worked up.
No doubt something about her mother, she concluded. That certain topic never failed to get the duelling prodigy mad. She just hoped that, in her rage, her closest female friend didn't do anything stupid.
"Jake?" she asked turning to the tall blond boy beside her, "do you think Destiny will be okay?"
He didn't respond and first, didn't even look at her. Instead he kept his cold violet eyes focused on the duel. Finally, he decided to honour her with a response.
"Destiny's a good duellist," he assured her, "she won't let Sayer win without a fight."
"That's what I'm worried about," Vanessa admitted, glancing down at the dark-haired girl, "he wants he to fight," she pointed at where Sayer was speaking and Destiny's face was growing red with fury, "look how he's provoking her. He wants her to unleash her full power."
"I see," Jake murmured turning back to the glass-free window while Chris and Mark merely gawked at her. She raised a ginger eyebrow at them.
"Since when did you get so smart?" Mark asked.
"Sack," Chris agreed.
"I'm not a sack," Vanessa denied, "I just happen to have a brain in my head and know how to use it; unlike you two who just have sawdust."
"Hey-" Chris began but was interrupted by a shrill cry of shock and pain as Sayer's dragon attacked Destiny's Crimson Magician of Fate, completely obliterating and causing Destiny's lifepoints to drop by sixteen hundred.
It was not this, however, that caught the four youth's attention but rather the fact that open collision of the two beasts Destiny was sent flying backwards and the chain attached to her ankle was the only thing keeping her from slamming into the wall. Instead her back impacted with the cold steel floor.
"Destiny," Vanessa whispered as the blue-eyed girl slowly got to her feet and drew a card from her deck, glanced at it and smirked as she placed it onto her duel disk.
A small smile tugged at Vanessa's lips as Guide of Lost Souls was summoned to the field. She knew that old boy's special effect well enough to know that it meant Destiny at least stood a small chance.
The gang watched as Destiny pointed at Sayer's dragon and with a single touch from Guide of Lost Souls it was sent packing to the graveyard. Excellent, Vanessa thought, Sayer deserved to have his lifepoints brought down by two thousand and since this was a psychic duel, he would feel it...
It came to them as a great surprise, however, when it was not Sayer that the pain-filled agonized scream errupted from, but Destiny. Eight fists clenched simultaneously. What exactly was going on?
Downstairs, the duel arena...
"Aaaah!" Destiny screamed as she was hit with the pain of a thousand electric volts passing through her body. She fell to her knees and stared up at the smirking Sayer.
"Why did I feel it and not you?" she gasped, staring up at him.
He merely laughed. "Like I said, you're very powerful, Destiny. I couldn't take the risk of fatally injuring myself duelling you. That helmet you're wearing has been specially programmed to turn the psychic energies that you are giving off into electricity and redirect them so as they are aimed
at you and not me. So you better watch that temper of yours, or you'll be the one joining the stars. And we wouldn't want that now, would we?"
"You mean," Destiny whispered in horror, "that my powers are too strong then I might end up... killing myself?"
"Precisely," Sayer nodded. "It would be a shame if that happened, these things are much easier to if the subject is alive, but I do suppose that these things happen sometimes. Nevertheless, I shall still find a way to possess your power even if I have to personally absorb it from your lifeless corpse."
Destiny suddenly felt incredible urge to throw up; preferably all over Sayer's shiny expensive leather shoes, I'm nothing more than a lab rat to him!
"You're sick," she choked out, staring up at him with an expression of pure hatred.
"Oh, hush, now," Sayer berated, thoroughly tired of the girl's pathetic insults. Really, why did it have to be him she had to preach her worthless morals to? Why couldn't it be her meddling father?
"At least I actually have morals! And I don't need to preach them to my father because he's not some scheming, lying, son of a-"
But Sayer wasn't listening. There was something far more interesting going through his scheming mind.
She's telepathic, he realised, at least somewhat so if she could understand my thoughts. This is excellent, she's more powerful than I anticipated. Could the legends be true?
He may as well push her further to see.
Oh, what Goodwin would give for this, he thought, laughing maniacally within the recesses of his mind, being careful to shield his thoughts in case she read them.
Telepathy," he commented aloud, "even you're mother wasn't that good. You'll make an ample replacement for her."
Just as expected, Destiny temper flared up once again.
"Don't you dare bring my mother into this, you two-faced raving psychopath. And don't delude yourself into thinking that I'll ever become your little chesspiece: I'm no subordinate of yours and I never will be!"
"Oh, really?" Sayer asked, baiting her once again. Subconciously, he came to the conclusion that she had no knowledge of her telepathy and that it must just seem that she had good insight and was an excellent judge of character, could she speak to monster spirits? Such an ignorant child... the perfect psychic warrior.
"Really," Destiny hissed, taking a card from her hand and throwing it down onto the duel disk. "I summon Guard of the Underworld in attack mode!"
A fierce, snarling, black three-headed dog appeared on Destiny's side of the field, each head resembling that of a rottweiler. It's lips were drawn back and it bore its sharp white teeth at Sayer. It appeared as displeased with him as its mistress. Her bond with her cards was stronger than he had expected. She obviously could speak to the spirits.
Guard of the Underworld: Level 4 Dark Fate Monster AKT: 1500 DEF: 1500
"Quite the pet," the man sneered as the canine duel monster growled at him. Truth be told, he was slightly intimidated: he had had a fear of dogs as a child and now with this solid three-headed, inky black giant rottweiler in front of him he had to maintain himself, successfully, from trembling.
"Shut up!" Destiny hissed, shooting a quick loving glance at her monsterous beast before picking another card from her hand and placing it on the duel disk, "upon summoning Guard of the Underworld automactically seals the dead from the living which means that we both need to remove all the cards in our individual graveyards from play."
"Very well," Sayer complied as both duellists emptied out their graveyards.
"Now," Destiny continued, "I summon my tuner monster Cherry Puff!"
With that something that looked like a cross between a cherry and a wad of candy floss appeared on her side of the field, it's childish cuteness disturbingly out of place with the two menacing dark fate monsters beside it.
Cherry Puff: Level 1 Tuner Monster AKT: 200 DEF: 100
Destiny smiled warmly at it, it had been one of her favourite playmates as a child, before glaring coldly at Sayer.
"A little too childish for my taste but incredibly cute if that's your taste Miss Fudo," he commented contemptuously.
As planned, this comment only made Destiny madder.
Yes, he urged mentally, unleash your true potentially.
"Well, this little cutie will orchestrate your demise, Sayer! I combine my Level 1 Cherry Puff with my Level 3 Guide of Lost Souls and my Level 4 Guard of the Underworld to synchro summon..."
The smirk on Sayer's face only widened, not that Destiny in her rage noticed as was she oblivious to the heavy crackling of electricity around her.
"This is it," he murmured with sadistic glee.
Upstairs, the viewing box...
"No!" Jake exclaimed, horrified, "what is she thinking!"
"She's walking right into his trap!" Chris yelled in agreement.
"She's not thinking," Vanessa told them quietly, hugging her arms close to her chest, "Sayer's been pushing her and pushing her and she's finally snapped. This is what's he's been planning all along..."
"Oh, no," Mark murmured as their friend fell right into the enemies hands.
"Destiny..." Jake whispered looking down at her beautiful, enraged form.
Back Downstairs, duelling arena...
"...Red Destiny Dragon!"
EchoGirl: DUNDUNDUUUUUN! Cliff hanger!
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: And I finally made 400 reviews!
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: And I'd be extra extra happy if I could get more reviews!
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: So review!
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: And I should have the next chapter up soon.
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: Will you please stop saying that?
Goldfish: Indeed.
EchoGirl: I'm serious.
Goldfish: Indeed you are, Martian-who-comes-from-Jupiter.
EchoGirl: AARRGGHH! (throws rock at goldfish bowl) Quit it!