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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
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True versus False
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Yumi versus Ren
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Samen was on his knees. He didn't say a word as Yumi stood over him.
"Well, Wormwood?" she said with a sneer. "You lost… Now pay up…"
"Wormwood?" growled Samen.
"It's a reference to a book called The Screwtape Letters," said Yumi, "about a…"
"I know what it's about!" shouted Samen. "You think you can insult me and get away with it?"
"Look, I don't have all night!" shouted Yumi. "Now tell me how to break the spell, or so help me, I'll…"
"My, the Mouto lineage spawned a plucky one this time," said Samen, gritting his teeth. "You have a lot to learn in the way of respect…"
"I give respect to those who deserve it," said Yumi. "Members of a race who have deceived and tempted humanity since the beginning of time are definitely not deserving of it."
"Well then…" said Samen, getting up, "until you learn some, you can figure out how to save your friends on your own!"
He got up, and fled for the exit.
"Follow him!" shouted the Pharaoh.
"You don't have to tell me twice…" said Yumi, running after him.
She ran after Samen…
Only to find that someone at the exit had apparently already caught him. A dark, looming shape was glaring at him, and Samen's attitude had suddenly changed from anger to incredible fear.
"No… no…" stammered Samen. "Please… I wasn't trying to go back on my end of the bargain, honest…
"Well, okay, maybe I was, but you have to understand, she insulted me… She insulted you! You can't just expect us to…"
A clawed hand grabbed him on the shoulder, and Samen let out an unholy scream. His body erupted in green flames…
The flames died down, and where Samen had stood was a statue made of iron, frozen in mid scream.
"Ho… boy…" muttered Yumi.
The figure walked past Samen, into the light, and a chill crept down Yumi's spine… Her blood ran cold.
Not only from fear, but from the aura of great evil that was emitting from the figure like a raging furnace. She didn't need to be a spirit like the Pharaoh or an angel like Anastasia to detect it… It was so intense, it would have been easy to detect by anyone.
He was a full seven feet tall, with skin the color and texture of metal, and jet black hair. He had short horns on his forehead, eyes that glowed like embers, and pointed ears. His clothes looked regal and expensive, yet were drab in color. He held an ornate cane in his hand, made of iron but topped with a brass knob shaped like a ram's head; but he didn't walk with any sort of limp. Yumi quickly guessed this item's purpose – it was some sort of weapon in disguise.
He glared at Yumi with a look that seemed to burn a hole in her.
"Uh…" said Yumi. "Dispater, I presume… Uhm… Kind of careless coming here, isn't it? I thought you didn't confront your enemies directly."
The Iron Duke's eyes narrowed.
"Yumi, take caution," said the fiend. "Keep in mind that I just turned Samen into a statue of iron for defying me without a second thought. And him I liked."
There was a long pause.
So now what? thought Yumi.
"I seem to recall you remarking to him that I sounded like a coward," said Dispater, turning his back to her. "One who does nothing but let his servants fight for him.
"I'm no coward, Yumi… I'm merely cautious.
"My plans are… far-reaching. I don't mind if they take years or even centuries to complete. I am immortal, after all. I have my fingers in everything. I have agents in countries on hundreds of worlds. I gain power through careful planning and strategy. If it takes years for a goal to come to fruition, no matter, because it's always worth it in the end…"
He turned back to her and smiled. He leaned slightly on the cane.
"Let me tell you something Yumi… When the Great Rebellion shook the plains of Heaven, and Lucifer fell, eight other powerful seraphims that conspired with him fell along with him. Those eight fallen angels became the original Lords of Hell.
"Today, of those eight, only two of the original ones remain. The others have all been assassinated or otherwise deposed. In some cases, the positions have been filled and refilled several times.
"One of the two original ones is Mephistopheles. An ally of mine.
"The reason he's my ally…"
He pointed to himself.
"Is because the other one… Is me…"
A lot of thoughts were racing through Yumi's mind right now. More than anything, she wanted to turn tail and run for her life.
She was about to do just that…
"Yumi!" shouted the Pharaoh. "Don't be a fool! This being has unheard of power! If you try to run, he'll catch you before you take a second step!"
"Listen to your spiritual guide, Yumi," chuckled Dispater. "He's incredibly smart…"
Yumi gave him a strange look.
"Yes, I can hear him!" said Dispater. "I see him quite clearly, too. And I can see your guardian angel as well. She doesn't frighten me in the least."
He chuckled.
He paused for a minute, and held the knob of the cane up to his face, looking at his reflection in it.
"You know," he muttered, "I was so disappointed to learn that Heaven had forgiven and accepted her… So many of us were preparing to place bids for her soul when it went up for sale on the first layer. She was worth so much…"
"Now wait just a minute!" shouted Yumi. "I don't care who you are… You can't just insult Anastasia like that…"
Dispater chuckled again. He leaned on the cane again.
"You know, you're right…" he said. "That was a rather juvenile thing for me to say… Don't confuse me with your grandfather's old enemies, Yumi. I'm not the type to goad and mock others. Not most of the time, anyway. Unlike demons, we're somewhat civilized.
"You know, Yumi, your father did most of us a big favor when he vanquished Saurius… Devils with dreams of outright invasion are few and far between… Actually conquering a material world may be among our goals, but it's more or less a symbolic goal. With a few exceptions, none of us truly believes it will ever happen…
"Most devils are content to take mortals one at a time, or a small group at a time, spreading evil through temptation and subterfuge… We don't cause evil, per se… We simply encourage it."
"How do you sleep at night?" asked Yumi, narrowing her eyes.
"On a very luxurious bed, with many beautiful harem girls," he said with a chuckle. "Anyway, as far as Saurius was concerned, most of us thought that this upstart fallen angel was some wild-child who was simply trying to make a big splash to gain the attention of the King of Hell, which he likely never would have gotten anyway. His so-called army was a bunch of outcasts and riff-raff that had either deserted or had been expelled from the armies of more respectable devils, because few were willing to fund his dreams. He hated all of us, and the feeling was mutual.
"Anyway if there's one thing I hate… It's when someone cheats me. Thus, since Samen lost the duel, I will grudgingly fulfill his end of the bargain.
"But beware… If you tell any other devil about what has transpired here tonight, especially that bastard Baalzebul, you won't live to…"
"Hold on a second…" said Yumi.
The Iron Duke paused. Yumi felt a little bravery returning. This was going to be a two-sided conversation, even if it was going to be between human and devil.
"Can you at least tell me what this is about?" she asked. "What is your beef with Rasputin, anyway?"
Dispater took a deep breath.
"Rasputin was a… bad investment…" replied Dispater.
He jabbed the cane into the ground where it stuck fast, and then crossed his arms.
"I suppose there's no harm in telling you, but once again, no talking about this to other devils."
"Hey, I don't even know any other devils," said Yumi.
"Well…" said Dispater. "Here's the deal… Shortly after Rasputin decided that the powers he worshipped were… negligent, he decided to go elsewhere for power. He used a great deal of resources to contact a harvester devil in my employ. It wasn't Samen, I'll say that right away. This one's name was Kalador, curse his hide.
"Rasputin wanted the usual deal one makes with a harvester devil – power in exchange for one's soul. The standard Faustian Pact. That's what humans call them.
"Faust never existed, in case you're wondering. He was only a fictional character. But the name stuck.
"A harvester devil's first job is to weigh the value of the client's soul. If the mortal is worth a lot, the harvester is authorized to offer more. And Kalador realized at this point that Rasputin was a gold mine. Not only was he the member of a rich, influential, and respected family, he had been chosen as an emissary of Heaven to defend a powerful church. And he had vanquished a servant of a powerful demon, an enemy of Hell. A man touched by Good, an enemy of Chaos… Truly a prize for Hell."
Yumi almost fell over.
She had been right… Rasputin had been wrong…
The higher powers had indeed intervened when that succubus attempted to sacrifice Stephansdom… And had chosen Rasputin as their champion…
And Rasputin never even knew it… What had happened to make him think otherwise?
Yumi never felt sorrier for Rasputin than she did now…
"Anyway," said Dispater, "Kalador drew up a contract… But he didn't expect what Rasputin did then. Rasputin read it carefully. He actually read the fine print, and then took a red pen to it. He then shoved it back in Kalador's face, telling him to close the loopholes, or there would be no deal.
"Kalador was upset, of course. He tried to reword it, but Rasputin would not be fooled. He would settle for nothing but a straightforward contract, where he would get what the harvester promised, and he'd pay with his soul, with no clauses that Kalador could exploit. Kalador was determined to finalize this deal… Rasputin was worth so much, that he was certain he'd get a promotion when the soul was eventually delivered.
"Finally, Kalador gave Rasputin the straightforward contract that he wanted, with no extra clauses or loopholes. Had he consulted me, I likely would have told him to abandon this incredibly clever mortal. But it was too late. The contract had been signed.
"The terms were simple. Rasputin would get three boons. Anything he wanted, within reason, that were in my power to arrange.
"We expected the usual requests… Wealth, or political power… Or maybe the love of some beautiful maiden he had his eye on… You'd be surprised how often we hear that.
"But his requests were anything but usual.
"He asked for the first one right away. He wanted the ability to practice infernal alchemy, a craft that normally only devils can manage. It was an odd request, but it was delivered.
"The second request was one that gave me pause. He wanted a promise that the forces of Hell would not harm him or his interests until the terms of the contract were finalized. I didn't like it, but I figured that the contract would be finalized soon… So I granted the request…
"I figured wrong…
"Most mortals that sign these Pacts are so greedy, they want all that they are entitled to at once. But Rasputin told Kalador that he didn't want to make his third request yet. He'd wait until he needed it.
"And so, the wait began. We figured that Rasputin would have to make his third request eventually. We could wait him out…"
"But…" said Yumi. "He found a way to keep himself from aging, and never made it… So the contract was never finalized, and since it wasn't, you couldn't collect what he owed you."
"He cheated us at our own game," growled Dispater. "We don't know how he discovered that formula… Nothing in the practice of infernal alchemy could have done it…
"And since we promised not to harm him, we were helpless to do anything to force him to make the last request. We couldn't even make an idle threat…
"We've tried other methods… We've tried to… bend the rules of the contract and kidnap people he might care about in hopes of making some sort of demand… But he thought of that, and he's merciless towards any attempts at cheating. Every apprentice and student he has taken over the years has been protected with powerful wards. Nicholas and Olga wear special jewelry that he has made them promise never to remove – they are warded with incredibly powerful glyphs which would prevent any resident of Hell from getting near them…"
"Like a magical restraining order?" asked Yumi.
Dispater shook his head.
"Even stronger…" he muttered. "A mortal restraining order can't magically send the offender directly to prison if he violates it. These wards can do just that. And no devil wants to go to this prison…"
"What… prison?" asked Yumi.
"The Prison," muttered Dispater. "It's a place on Mechanus where powerful individuals can send extraplanar beings who break certain fundamental laws, including devils caught violating the terms of a mortal's Faustian Pact. Again, we don't know how Rasputin found out how to use its services.
"And so we were trapped. We were forced to continue supplying him with the means to practice infernal alchemy, and granting him protection, with no promise at all that we would ever get anything in return. It isn't often that we are swindled by the terms of a Pact, but Rasputin managed to do it.
"Kalador was eventually executed, of course…
"But just last night, Rasputin finally made the third request… He asked us to secure your two Shadow Charms. Samen failed to do so, and even I am forbidden from simply stealing them from you.
"Thus, the Pact with Rasputin is now void, since he will not get all of what he was promised, and while he will likely go to Hell if he ever dies, I have as much chance of winning his soul as any of Hell's other rulers.
"However…
"There is one thing I can get… And that is satisfaction.
"I'm one of the original rulers of Hell, Yumi… This deal with Rasputin has been an embarrassment and a blow to my pride. I want Rasputin taken out… He suggested I offer you access to The Garden of Delights as a wager, but I had a better idea.
"Since Samen lost, I'll tell you what you want… I know exactly what you need to do to free your friends from the wicked spell of the Rod of the Ancients. I might even enjoy seeing the results. After all, I am a being of Law, and that Rod is an artifact of Chaos…"
He pulled the cane out of the ground with a swift yank. Yumi almost jumped, it was so sudden.
But she quickly recovered.
"Tell me!" she shouted.
Dispater paused.
"First, you must duel them, and you must win," said Dispater. "I tell you right now, these will be Shadow Games… A side effect of the Rod's evil influence, that is currently tainting the very air over Duelatopia like a vile fog…
"But if you use your deck, their chances of recovering are ten percent at most.
"You see, Yumi, inside each duelist's deck is a card that represents the duelist… It lies closest to the soul. It defines the duelist. Just as Dark Magician Girl does for you.
"Rasputin knew Samen might fail. Your friends now wait to ambush you… They'll force you to wager your Charms against theirs…
"And Rasputin knew well the dangers that their special cards held. He ordered them to leave their decks behind, and gave them new ones…
"And in each new deck that each of your friends now holds, a Monster lurks that has usurped the position of his or her true soul. This pretender… is the false soul.
"What you must do to break the spell, Yumi, is prove that the true souls are superior. In each case, the true soul must face the false soul in battle, and win.
"That is what must be done…"
He turned and started to walk away.
"By the way Yumi," he said, looking over his shoulder. "As someone who employs several erinyes devils himself, I don't mind telling you that Samen was lying when he said that the Furies stole the name 'erinyes' from us. It was the other way around. No-one remembers the original name of the race of devils that serve as temptresses. As a race, they are incredibly ancient, the first ones being angels that fell along with Lucifer, and as such, the name of their race was stricken from the celestial records forever, erased from existence. Just as my true name was…
"But I do remember that many devils had admired the Furies for some time. Eventually, one of the temptresses started calling herself an erinyes to frighten mortals, and the name stuck.
"If the Furies objected, they never said anything… I guess they decided that imitation was the sincerest form of flattery…"
He started to walk away again.
"Wait!" shouted Yumi. "Can't you tell me what the false souls are?"
She ran after him, but he was gone. Nothing was there but the metal statue that had been Samen.
Yumi sighed.
"Well…" she said to the statue. "How do you like being the world's biggest paperweight, pal?"
She gave it a kick.
Then she noticed that Samen had dropped his Duel Disk.
She picked it up, and then took his cards out of the holder, and out of the discard slot.
She looked at the Six Samurai.
She shook her head sadly.
"You guys didn't deserve to work for the likes of him…" she said. "And I'm afraid you aren't my style…"
She put the deck together.
"But tell you what… As soon as I find a duelist who's interested, I'll give you a better home."
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Yumi thanked the Heavens that everyone, even Sam and Erik, had given her emergency keys. With Rasputin a threat, it had been necessary.
It was easy to find their decks. All of them had been tossed into trash cans. Yumi fumed with anger as she recovered each one, her sympathy for Rasputin starting to fade quickly. Fortunately, no cards were damaged.
After making sure all the cards were there and arranging them into decks, Yumi got something from Ren's room that he had bought at a souvenir shop – a deck bandoleer. It was more a novelty than anything else – who in his right mind carried eight decks at once? But Yumi could use it now.
She placed her deck in the top slot, and the four decks she had recovered below it.
Then she had a brainstorm…
She went to her suitcase, and took out her second deck. She placed it in the sixth slot.
"So where do you suppose they are?" asked the Pharaoh.
Yumi paused.
"We'll go out, and see if Rasputin gives us a sign…" she said.
"Uhm…
"You think we can use these decks as well as they can?"
"I doubt it," he replied.
She sighed.
"I'm trying to be optimistic, here," she said.
"I'm trying very hard to be too," he replied. "But the sad fact is, we've had no practice with any of these cards, and now we have to face four duelists in Shadow Games, each of which knows the decks we'll be using against them by heart.
"Compared to us, who know absolutely nothing about their new strategies.
"We also have to keep in mind that Dispater is one of the rulers of Hell. Devils are well known for deceiving mortals. For all we know, using the method he told us to use against them…"
He paused.
"Well… For all we know, if we do what he told us to do, they might die. All to satisfy some diabolic need for entertainment."
Yumi bowed her head. He was right. That was a possibility.
Then a glowing arm went around her shoulder. Yumi looked up, and saw one around the Pharaoh's shoulder too.
"Anastasia?" she said.
"Yumi… Atemu…" she said.
The Pharaoh looked surprised.
"Atemu…" he muttered. "Yes… yes… That is my name…"
"More and more is being revealed, as more power flows into both of us," said Anastasia. "We must attempt this rescue using Dispater's advice, no matter what doubts we have. Our information may come from a very questionable source, but right now, it is the only source. Our only other alternative is going in blind.
"Besides, all four of them likely have cards in their decks meant to counter the ones in your true deck, Yumi. They may know their real decks front-to-back, but at least they aren't expecting you to use them."
Yumi nodded.
"Let's go…" she said.
She ran out of the arena, and onto the empty street.
She looked around.
Somewhere in this big city was her enemy, and her friends were waiting to ambush her…
But where?
"Yumi…" said a voice.
Yumi spun around.
Her eyes met with a familiar face.
"Maria…" she whispered.
Maria pointed to the distance.
"Clock Tower Prison," said Maria, somberly. "Rasputin has made it his lair. And poor Ren waits for you just inside the courtyard…
"I'll take you to him, but take care…"
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The looming clock overhead read fifteen minutes to eight as Yumi and Maria ran up to the front gate.
Yumi peered into the gate.
She took a deep breath.
She took Ren's deck out of the bandoleer.
"You sure he's in there?" she asked.
"He'll ambush you as soon as you go in," said Maria. "You'll have no choice but to duel him."
Yumi looked hard at the deck.
"Why do you hesitate?" asked Maria.
"Because I feel like a big, dirty thief!" shouted Yumi.
"Oh, that's rubbish," said Maria. "Give me that…"
She snatched the deck, and started to shuffle it.
"You go in there, and bring them home safe and sound," she said, shuffling. "And take down Rasputin once and for all. I, for one, am getting tired of this…"
As she handed the deck back, the gates swung open.
"It's time…" she said, giving her a nudge.
Yumi walked in. As Maria watched her walk in, she took a cell phone out of her pocket and hit a button.
"She's heading in," she said into it, in a voice that sounded different.
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"Okay…" said Descartes. "You want to tell me again where this thing came from?"
He and two other Centurions were inspecting Samen's body, which was both puzzling and frightening.
"We don't really know," said another one. "The guy in charge of security said that the cameras for the arena had been tampered with. Apparently, they had been showing a recording of some sort instead of a live image. From where, we don't know. When he discovered it, he called us, and we rushed here to find… this."
Descartes looked at the statue with a look of concern.
"This clearly wasn't always a statue…" he muttered. "And whatever it used to be, it wasn't human either…"
He thought for a minute.
"Do we still have any of the weapons used by the original Centurions? The ones who were hired when Duelatopia first opened?"
"Yeah," said the other one. "Ms. Arachne ordered them put into storage… But they're practically antiques compared to what we have now…"
"Julius, if this creature was what I think it was, they might save our lives.
"Write this down… I want those weapons taken out of storage, and one to be given to every Centurion on duty. And they are all to be set to level three. No more, no less…"
"Got it…" said Julius. "I'll get on that… But if you mind me asking…"
A communication device on Descartes belt buzzed.
"Now what?" he said, looking at it. "The brig?"
He hit a button.
"Descartes here…
"WHAT?"
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Yumi walked into the large courtyard of Clock Tower Prison.
As she did, the gate behind her swung shut with a crash.
In most movies, the heroine would, at this point, struggle with the gate for a minute or two before realizing it was pointless. Yumi, however, decided not to embarrass herself. She already knew it was pointless.
She was startled as the clock hit eight, and started to toll.
Yumi looked up at the immense structure…
This place would be creepy even in the daytime… she thought.
"Okay, Ren," she called out, "where are you? No playing games…"
"I'm right behind you Yumi," said a voice that was familiar in a strange way.
Yumi turned around, and saw that Ren had been waiting right inside the gate. Clearly, he wasn't himself. His skin was slightly pale, his eyes were cold, and his expression didn't fit. Clearly, he wasn't his jovial self any more.
He still had the Horn of Chance, something that worried Yumi the most… She had two Charms, but as far as she knew, neither one of hers affected probability.
"You want to duel me Ren?" she asked. "Fine… Let's duel."
"That's it?" he asked. "You're not going to plead with me? Try to get me to snap out of it?"
"Would it do any good?" asked Yumi.
"Mmm, I doubt it…" said Ren.
"Then let's can the usual clichés that occur in this situation and throw down," said Yumi. "I'm not going to try to reason with you, because I know it would be pointless. But I am going to get you away from Rasputin, even if I have to tie you up and carry you away from him."
"I'd like to see you try it," he said with a laugh.
"I'll state the rules, Yumi. My Horn of Chance against your Crown of Souls."
"Don't you want my Gale Shield too?" asked Yumi.
"No, Rasputin said you can keep that one," said Ren.
"Huh?" asked Yumi.
"Yumi!" shouted Anastasia's voice.
"What?" she replied.
"Rasputin is showing a very clever strategy," said Anastasia. "If you lose the Crown but manage to keep another Charm, Rasputin can renew the Rod's spell, and…"
"I'll have no protection from it…" muttered Yumi. "Terrific…"
Yumi looked at the deck.
"Okay guys…" she whispered. "I'm counting on you…"
She loaded it into her Disk.
I just wish I had a chance to practice with Ren's deck, she thought, before I had to bet both our lives on it!
The Disks activated.
"GAME ON!" they shouted.
(Yumi: 8,000) -------------------- (Ren: 8,000)
"Let's go!" shouted Yumi.
She drew a card.
"Hey, Ren, I've got someone who wants to say hi… I summon Getsu Fuhma!"
She placed a card on her Disk, and the lovely, redheaded ronin appeared, holding her katana. (1,700/1,200)
"Huh?" said Ren.
Getsu Fuhma looked sadly at Ren. He scowled at her.
"I end my turn," said Yumi.
"Don't worry, Yumi," said Ren, drawing a card. "I promise you a completely fair duel…"
He added the card to his hand.
"And by 'fair', I mean completely stacked in my favor! I summon Motor Shell in Attack Mode!"
There was a sound like a noisy lawn mower, and an odd-looking Machine appeared in front of Ren. It looked more or less like a large engine with two large wheels and a pair of exhaust pipes. (1,300/1,800)
"Next…" said Ren, playing a card, "I play the Spell Card, Double Summon. Now I'm allowed to make a second Normal Summon this turn. So, let's see… I think I'll summon a second Motor Shell."
He played another card, and another of the noisy Machines appeared. (1,300/1,800)
"That's enough for one turn."
Yumi looked at him for a second, and then drew a card.
He's up to something… she thought. Those two things are clearly weaker than Getsu Fuhma, yet he put them in Attack Mode…
She played a card.
"I summon… Dark Blade!" she shouted.
In a burst of darkness, the Dark Warrior appeared next to Getsu Fuhma. (1,800/1,500)
"Oh, I see now!" shouted Ren. "You're using my old cards to make fun of me, right? I never thought you could sink so low, Yumi!"
"No…" said Yumi. "I'm using them to try to snap you out of this, even if I have to hit you over the head to do it.
"Getsu Fuhma, trash his Motor Shell with whirlwind blade!"
Getsu Fuhma leapt at the Machine and slashed at it with her katana, blowing it to pieces.
"Ergh…" muttered Ren. "Motor Shell has a special ability. When it gets scrapped, it leaves behind a Motor Part Token."
A broken piece of machinery, looking like a busted muffler, appeared where the Shell had been. (0/0)
Yumi grinned.
"I don't know if you know this, Ren," she said, "but that token is in Attack Mode, and it has zero Attack Points.
"Dark Blade, destroy his Motor Part Token!"
Dark Blade walked up, and simply stepped on the Motor Part, smashing it. Ren cringed again.
(Y: 8,000) -------------------- (R: 5,900)
"My move…" growled Ren.
He drew a card.
"I sacrifice my Motor Shell, to summon Motor Violence."
Motor Shell vanished, and a much nastier Machine appeared. It looked like it was part robot and part beat-up car with machine guns for hands and exhaust pipes on its back. (2,100/1,200)
"Good grief, Ren," muttered Yumi. "I never knew you liked Monsters that were so… unsubtle…"
"I've changed…" said Ren. "Motor Violence, attack Getsu Fuhma with master blaster!"
Motor Violence's engines roared, exhaust poured from its pipes, and shells fired out of its guns as empty cartridges flew from the other ends. Getsu Fuhma screamed bloody murder as she was impaled by hot lead, and she exploded into shards.
(Y: 7,600) -------------------- (R: 5,900)
"If you ask me…" said Yumi, "this change in you is not for the better."
"But I didn't ask you," said Ren. "Your move."
Yumi frowned as she drew a card.
"I summon… Pitch-Dark Dragon!" she shouted.
The smallish, Dark Dragon appeared next to Dark Blade. (900/600)
"I'm certain you know the little trick these two can do…" said Yumi.
Dark Blade nodded. He leapt up, and landed on Pitch-Dark Dragon's back. (2,200/1,900)
"Attack his Motor Violence!" she shouted. "Go!"
The Dragon spread its wings, and flew into the air with its rider. Dark Blade swooped upon Motor Violence, and the Machine exploded into a fiery blast of smoke and soot.
Ren growled…
(Y: 7,500) -------------------- (R: 5,800)
"I activate Motor Violence's effect!" he shouted. "When it bites the dust, I get two Motor Part Tokens."
Two more of the broken machine parts appeared. (0/0 x2)
"Your move, Ren," said Yumi. "I was expecting more from you than these third-rate Machines…"
But I've got to keep my eye out for a powerful Monster, she thought. One that would unmistakably be this false soul…
Ren's true soul is most likely Crescent Moon Queen… I have to hope I draw her in time, and that this thing lurking in Ren's deck isn't too strong for her to take down…
Ren drew a card and looked at it.
"Yumi!" said the Pharaoh's voice.
"What?" said Yumi, nervously.
"Beware…" he said. "When Ren drew his card just then, I felt an incredible power… Something might be coming that will push us to our limits."
"Okay, thanks for the warning…" muttered Yumi.
Ren played a card.
"I sacrifice one token to summon Motor Kaiser," he said.
One Motor Part vanished, and a new robot appeared on the field, resembling a smaller version of Motor Violence, with huge claws on its hands instead of guns. (2,000/1,400)
"Next, I place a card facedown, and move the other token to Defense Mode."
The token fell flat, and a facedown card appeared.
"Your move…"
Yumi eyed him suspiciously…
She drew a card.
She stared at him.
"I summon… Familiar Knight."
The Knight in shining armor leapt onto the field, holding his sword and shield. (1,200/1,400)
"But I'm not gonna bite, Ren," she said. "That has to be the most obvious trap I've ever seen."
Ren grinned.
"You are smart, Yumi…" he said. "Maybe a bit too smart for your own good. Is that your move?"
Yumi nodded. Ren flicked his next card off his deck.
"Hey, look at this, Yumi," he said. "It's a card your grandpa was really fond of…"
He placed a card in his Disk.
"I play Swords of Revealing Light!"
The Spell Card appeared on his side of the field, and a blizzard of shimmering swords shot out of it, forming a cage around Yumi and her Monsters.
"Terrific…" she muttered.
"This card…" started Ren.
"I know what it does!" shouted Yumi. "My family used it a lot, you just said so yourself. It keeps me from attacking for three of my turns."
"But I can still attack," said Ren. "And I think I will. Motor Kaiser… Attack Dark Blade."
"HUH?" shouted Yumi.
Motor Kaiser's engines roared, and it sped towards Dark Blade and his mount. The Warrior made a swipe with his sword, and the Machine blew into scrap.
"Perfect!" said Ren. "In response to that, I activate my facedown card…"
His facedown card lifted, showing the image of a mechanic in front of a pile of car corpses.
"It's a Trap called Scrap Garage. Since a Monster with the word 'Motor' in its name on my side of the field was destroyed, all of my other Motors come back from the Graveyard."
Both Motor Shells and Motor Violence appeared, all of them crouching in Defense Mode.
"Of course…" said Ren, "they're now powerless. Their Attack and Defense Scores are now zero, and their effects are negated."
(Y: 7,500) -------------------- (R: 5,600)
"And just what do you plan on doing with those Monsters," asked Yumi, "now that your Scrap Garage has turned them into… scrap?"
Ren smiled an evil smile.
"You'll see soon enough," he said. "It's your move."
Yumi drew a card.
It was Sakuretsu Armor.
He's likely going to sacrifice one or two of those useless Monsters for a very useful one, she thought. Well, unless it's Ancient Gear Golem, this Trap Card will give him a big surprise.
"I throw a card facedown, and end my turn," she said.
A facedown card appeared behind her Monsters.
Ren grinned evilly as he drew a card.
"Almost time," he said. "For now, I'll play Graceful Charity."
He played the card, and his deck glowed. No angel came to him this time, but he didn't seem to care. He drew three cards.
He looked at one of them, which was a Monster. A pretty powerful one.
Heh, he thought. Who needs this?
He discarded it and a strange Spell Card (it was called Enginetuner).
Ren took a card from his hand.
"By the way, Yumi," he said, "I know that if I attack Dark Blade right now, he can use that Dragon as a shield. So I'm getting rid of it…
"I play Heavy Storm!"
He played the card, and the hurricane tore across the field. Pitch-Dark Dragon shattered into bits, and Dark Blade fell on his rump. The Swords of Revealing Light were blown to shards, and the Sakuretsu Armor card lifted up and shattered.
"Sakuretsu Armor?" said Ren with a chuckle. "As if that would have worked…"
He took another card from his hand and turned it forward.
"This card look familiar to you, Yumi?" he asked.
Yumi gasped in horror…
"Yumi!" shouted Anastasia. "It's… It's one of the cards I mentioned… One of the duplicates my father made!"
"Ren, stop!" shouted Yumi. "You don't know what you're doing!"
"I know exactly what I'm doing…" said Ren. "I'm about to win…
"I sacrifice my Motor Part Token and my two Motor Shells…"
As the three Monsters vanished, the sky darkened, lightning flashed, and wind howled…
"Come forth almighty titan of power!" shouted Ren. "Come forth and walk the earth once again…
"I summon you… Obelisk the Tormentor!"
Fear struck Yumi as the titanic form of the Egyptian God Monster rose out of the ground. She had seen this Monster in videos, and in pictures… But it seemed that no secondhand description could prepare one for the terror of facing one of these creatures personally, because its mere presence made her almost too scared to move…
Obelisk the Tormentor lifted its arms to the heavens and roared with fury… (4,000/4,000)
No… thought Yumi. I told Ren I wasn't going to try to reason with him, but the situation just changed…
Big time…
"Ren, I get that you've been brainwashed…" she shouted.
Obelisk roared again.
"…but I know that there's GOT to be a small of part of you in there that can still hear me!"
The great beast roared a third time.
"So, I'm wondering if I can try to ask that small part…"
She struggled to keep her footing as it roared again.
"…stop this before it's too late! Replica or not, only a select few duelists can control these beasts! As much as I admire your skills as a duelist, you do NOT fit the profile!"
"I'm well aware of that, Yumi," said Ren, calmly, "and Rasputin wasn't so cruel as to give me a card that might kill me without some added protection. You see, this replica wasn't the only card he had someone steal from Industrial Illusions' vaults…"
He opened his Field Slot, and placed a card in it.
"I play… The Mounds of the Bound Creator!"
The winds died down, turning dead calm…
Then the sky turned blood-red, and four stone monoliths burst out of the ground. Four thick chains shot from them, seizing Obelisk by the waist and ankles. It bellowed with anger, and tried to struggle, but they held.
"What is going on?" asked Yumi, in disbelief.
"This card was made by the designer who stole the replica of The Winged Dragon of Ra in the first place…" said Anastasia. "He somehow figured out a way to make a card that would protect him from a God Card's wrath…
"We're in trouble, Yumi… If that card could hold Ra, it can certainly hold Obelisk. Ren can indeed control that Monster now…"
"Obelisk…" ordered Ren, "flatten her Dark Blade! God Hand Crusher!"
Obelisk the Tormentor's fist glowed with fiery energy, and it threw a punch at Dark Blade, blowing him to nothing.
"And my Field Spell has an added effect," said Ren. "When a Level Ten or higher Monster destroys one of your Monsters, you lose an additional 400 Life Points."
Yumi cringed as a fiery aura surrounded her.
(Y: 4,900) -------------------- (R: 5,600)
"You beginning to see why you beat Rasputin, Yumi?" asked Ren. "He could have beaten you within an inch of your life if he had used this card… But in an official tournament duel, he would have been disqualified for using something that was absolutely forbidden, for obvious reasons.
"But now that we're away from the crowds and the cameras, there's no referee to stop this, and we don't care about any rules.
"So let's see how long you last against me now… Your move…"
Yumi drew a card.
Well, I've certainly found the false soul, she thought. Fat lot of good it will do me… Even if I manage to draw Crescent Moon Queen, I don't know how she's gonna take this thing down…
"I move Familiar Knight to Defense Mode…" she said.
Familiar Knight knelt, and lifted his shield.
"Then I summon Dark Squire."
In a burst of energy, the young page appeared. She knelt in Defense Mode, and shielded herself. (300/300)
"That's all for me…" she said.
Ren drew a card.
"Obelisk..." he said, "smash her Dark Squire!"
Obelisk reached forward with its mighty claw, and squashed the young Warrior flat.
Yumi cringed again…
(Y: 4,500) -------------------- (R: 5,600)
"I know her effect, Yumi…" chuckled Ren. "We both get to draw two cards. Good luck…"
They both drew twice.
"I end my turn."
Yumi made another draw.
Think, Yumi, think! she thought. How did your grandfather beat this thing?
She bowed her head.
Grandpa had Slifer… she thought. Ren's deck has nothing that comes close…
Is this the end?
She paused.
NO! I won't give up… There must be a way…
I have to stall for now…
"I set a Monster in Defense Mode, and set two cards facedown," she said.
A facedown Monster appeared, and then two facedown cards appeared.
"I end my turn…"
Ren drew a card.
"Ren!" said a voice in his ear.
Ren touched his ear, where he had placed a small microphone.
"Ren," said Rasputin's voice, "I'm getting tired of this… Use Obelisk's abilities to their full potential, and show Yumi the true meaning of power."
"Yes master…" whispered Ren.
He placed a card on his Disk.
"I summon Battle Footballer," he said.
An android in a football jersey and helmet appeared underneath Obelisk. (1,000/2,100)
"Let's look at the situation, Yumi…" he said. "I now have Obelisk and two other Monsters on my side of the field…"
"So?" asked Yumi. "One of those other Monsters has zero Attack Points, and the other…"
She stopped as she caught herself.
"That's right, Yumi…" he said. "I'm activating Obelisk's special ability, which I can do by sacrificing Motor Violence and Battle Footballer."
Obelisk grabbed the two Machines…
"And if you think those two facedown cards will stop this attack, think again! Obelisk is invincible!"
Obelisk's eyes glowed, and the two Monsters were sucked dry.
"Obelisk," shouted Ren, "wipe out her pathetic Monsters with your mighty Fist of Fate!"
Obelisk let out the loudest roar yet. His fist crashed down, and Familiar Knight and Yumi's facedown Mataza the Zapper were blown to bits.
Then the fist thundered towards Yumi…
Whether there was a scream at the point of impact, it was hard to say, seeing as it was hard to hear anything over the titan's rage. But Obelisk's target was thrown back about fifteen feet and left a long skid-mark in the gravel surface.
"Heh, heh, heh," chuckled Ren. "Well, that should be enough to…"
He paused.
"HUH?"
(Y: 4,500) -------------------- (R: 5,600)
"No way…" gasped Ren, as he looked at the scores. "That's… that's not possible…"
Then he noticed that one of Yumi's Trap Cards had been activated.
"Nutrient Z?" shouted Ren.
Yumi slowly pulled herself to her feet.
She glared at Ren.
"I'll admit, Ren…" she said, as she started to pick up her cards, "that was… excruciating… More pain than I've ever felt in a long time…
"But, you know, there's a big problem with thinking you're invincible… You start to get… careless… That was the same stupid mistake that Marik made, and it cost him dearly.
"True, Trap Cards don't work on God Cards. But my Trap Card affected me personally, so it still worked, granting me 4,000 Life Points right before your attack hit. So Obelisk's mighty Fist of Fate turned into a mighty Fist of Waste."
"I'll teach you to mock Obelisk!" shouted Ren.
He looked at the cards in his hand.
"Uhm, I'll teach you to mock Obelisk on my next turn… I have to end this one…"
"I draw!" shouted Yumi.
She drew a card.
"I play… Pot of Greed!" she shouted.
The jar appeared, and she drew two cards.
Her eyes opened when she saw one of them. It was Crescent Moon Queen.
But that didn't surprise her as much as the other one did…
It was Maria's card… Divine Mallet Mjölnir.
How the heck did this get in this deck? she thought.
She paused for a minute.
Maria… She shuffled this deck before I came in here…
If this card can truly do what she said it could, Crescent Moon Queen might be able to defeat Obelisk… I can turn this duel around…
She looked at the other cards in her hand.
But in order to summon her, I have to take a risk…
Her other facedown card lifted.
"I activate… Call of the Haunted," she said.
A coffin rose out of the ground on her side of the field. It opened, and Dark Blade stepped out. (1,800/1,500)
"Now…" said Yumi. "I remove Dark Squire from play… To summon La Sombra!"
In a burst of shadowy energy, the sexy, masked heroine with her whip appeared. She grinned at Ren. (1,800/1,000)
"Clever," said Ren with a grin. "I have to draw a card now, and if it's a Spell, she can destroy one Monster…
"Yumi, do you honestly believe that her effect will work on Obelisk? If you do, there's clearly some truth about what people say about blondes."
"Cut the comedy and draw a card!" shouted Yumi.
This is it… thought Yumi. If he draws a Monster, we're both doomed. Anything else, and we've got a chance…
Ren drew a card.
He frowned and turned it forward.
It was Magic Jammer.
"That's a Trap Card, Ren!" shouted Yumi. "That means she gets to attack you directly!
"La Sombra, go!"
La Sombra bowed her head…
Then she leapt at Ren, and lashed at him with her whip. Ren gasped and fell over.
(Y: 4,500) -------------------- (R: 3,800)
La Sombra bowed her head again.
"Continuing…" said Yumi. "I sacrifice both my Monsters…"
Dark Blade and La Sombra both burst into shards of light…
"…to summon Crescent Moon Queen!"
From out of the darkness, the mighty Queen appeared, holding aloft her blades. (2,600/1,700)
Ren's eyes opened wide…
"Finally…" said Yumi, "I Equip her with Divine Mallet Mjölnir."
The Queen sheathed her swords, and lightning flashed. She lifted her hand, and lightning fell to it. The enchanted hammer appeared in her hand.
"I end my turn…" said Yumi.
"I… I…" muttered Ren. "I draw one card…"
He drew a card and looked at it.
"Ren!" shouted Rasputin's voice in his ear.
"What?" he whispered.
"Ren, crush that harlot now!" shouted Rasputin. "Yumi is bluffing!"
"But…" muttered Ren.
"I'm not going to tell you again, Ren," said Rasputin. "If the Queen doesn't die on this turn, you will get such a punishment once this duel ends.
"Are you afraid of that Equip Spell? How could it possibly threaten Obelisk? It hasn't raised her Attack Score by even one point!
"Do it!"
Ren closed his eyes.
"Obelisk…" he shouted, "attack the Crescent Moon Queen!"
Obelisk raised its fist…
"I activate the effect of Divine Mallet Mjölnir!" screamed Yumi.
"When the Warrior holding it battles a Monster that's Level Ten or higher, I can pay half my Life Points to increase the Attack Score of the Equipped Monster, until it equals exactly 500 points more than the Monster it's battling!"
"WHAT?" shouted Ren.
Yumi's Life Points dove, as Crescent Moon Queen spun the hammer around in circles…
Then she hurled it forward, and flew at Obelisk the Tormentor, mallet first. (4,500/1,700)
"GO!" yelled Yumi. "Topple that titan!"
Ren screamed and covered his head…
As the blow struck, Obelisk roared again, but this time it was in agony. Cracks appeared all over its rocky skin… The chains binding it snapped, one by one…
Finally, the titan exploded into pieces of rocky debris, which scattered all over the field.
(Y: 2,250) -------------------- (R: 3,300)
Crescent Moon Queen landed back on Yumi's side of the field, gasping for breath, with sweat pouring down her forehead.
"Of course…" gasped Yumi, "now that I've done that, the Mallet is destroyed…"
The hammer burst into shards. The Queen held her chest as her Attack Score fell back to 2,600.
"So… What do you have to say to that?"
"I uhm, I…" muttered Ren.
He placed two cards on his Disk, and a defensive Monster and a facedown card appeared.
"I end my turn…" he said quickly.
"Yumi!" said Anastasia's voice. "I think it's working… The Rod's hold is starting to loosen… We simply have to follow this duel to the conclusion…"
"Right…" said Yumi, drawing a card.
The facedown card is most likely Magic Jammer, she thought. So it can't stop this next attack… Boy… It's a good thing he didn't draw it one round sooner.
"Crescent Moon Queen, attack his facedown Monster!"
The Queen lunged at the Monster, and with one swipe of her blade, Mechanicalchaser was blown to bits.
"Now, attack him directly!"
The Queen looked Ren in the eye for a minute.
Then she lifted her foot, and gave him a solid kick in the chest with her boot, and he fell over on his behind.
(Y: 2,250) -------------------- (R: 700)
The Queen turned away from Ren, and then knelt in Defense Mode.
"She didn't use her blade on you Ren," said Yumi, as Ren got up. "Know why? Because she cares! She wants you back!"
She fit two cards into her Disk.
"I'll end with these and let you take your turn. Try to come to your senses or next round, she might have to hurt you badly."
Ren held his head. He was sweating badly.
He drew a card.
"Activate Trap!" shouted Yumi. "Final Attack Orders!"
Her facedown card lifted up.
"Now my Queen moves into Attack Mode!"
Crescent Moon Queen stood up.
Ren played a card, and Pot of Greed appeared in front of him. He drew two cards.
"Well…" he muttered, "let's see if she can handle this…
"I play the Ritual Spell Card, Revival of Dokurorider. And I'll sacrifice two Mighty Guards to do so."
Two soldiers with gears for joints appeared on the field, and then lightning flashed. The Mighty Guards vanished, and another engine roared…
A masked biker on a motorcycle, dressed in leather and chains, with skulls and spikes decorating the bike thundered into the arena. He skidded to a halt in front of Ren. (1,900/1,850)
"You're gonna attack my Queen with that motorcycle bully?" asked Yumi, doubtfully.
"Nope," said Ren. "He's gonna attack you once I'm done with her. Next, I play the Spell Card, Nikoichi."
He played another card.
"This lets me Special Summon a Monster with the word 'Motor' in its name from my Graveyard. And I put a good one there with Graceful Charity…
"Meet my Demonic Motor Omega!"
An explosion erupted on Ren's side of the field, and the most horrible Machine yet burst out of the ground. It was tall, and broad, with exhaust pipes coming out of every angle, and two wicked blades on its arms. (2,800/2,000)
"Of course…" said Ren, "now I have to remove all the other Motors in my Graveyard from play…"
Four cards fell out of his discard slot, and he placed them inside his jacket.
"Now I activate my Omega's effect," said Ren. "I can increase its Attack Score by 1,000 points. Of course, if I do that, it will self destruct when I end my turn, but that really won't matter…
"Time to end this, Yumi. It's been a long night, and I'm exhausted…
"Or rather… You're the one who's about to be exhausted!"
Demonic Motor Omega's engines roared, and black exhaust poured from its pipes… (3,800/2,000)
"Attack!" shouted Ren. "Maximum overdrive!"
It sped towards Crescent Moon Queen…
"I activate Rising Energy!" screamed Yumi, as her last facedown card lifted.
She quickly discarded her Double Spell, and Crescent Moon Queen glowed with burning energy, and her Attack Score rose to 4,100. She made a swipe with her sword, cleaving Demonic Motor Omega down the middle. It shuddered, and exploded into scrap and soot.
(Y: 2,250) -------------------- (R: 400)
Ren hung his head.
He took the microphone out of his ear, and tossed it aside.
"Just… just finish it..." he muttered.
Yumi drew a card.
She looked to the sky.
Please… Don't let me be wrong… she thought.
"Crescent Moon Queen…" she said. "You heard him…"
Crescent Moon Queen leapt at Dokurorider, and with one slash, the biker and its motorcycle was blown to pieces.
Ren screamed and held his head…
He collapsed on his back.
(Y: 2,250) -------------------- (R: 0)
Yumi didn't see the security camera behind her, as it focused on her…
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At the summit of Clock Tower Prison, Rasputin crossed his arms in a sulk.
"You told me it would work," he said to someone who wasn't apparently there.
"You were too headstrong, Rasputin," said a voice. "It was your own fault. You're the one who insisted he attack the Queen."
"And you're the one who told me that the Queen was the biggest danger as far as Ren was concerned!" shouted Rasputin. "I expected Yumi to use her own deck, but the narc apparently has struck again…
"No matter… I'll make certain that the same thing doesn't happen with Chelsea… I gave her a special card…
"If she plays it in time, Yumi will never get a chance to use the key card…"
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Commander Descartes ran into the brig.
"What the hell is going on?" he shouted.
"We have a problem, sir," said another Centurion. "Ten members of the League of Ascension have glued up the locks to their cells, and are refusing to answer when we call to them."
Descartes looked at the video screens.
"That's because they aren't in there," he said with a scowl, typing in a code.
As he hit the Enter button, the inmates, or rather the decoys, vanished from the cells.
"Spiritual duplicates," growled Descartes. "Siegfried told me about this a long time ago…
"We've got ten criminals on the loose…
"And I have a feeling that they may have gotten out with help from… unorthodox forces…"
He paused for a minute before picking up a radio.
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The Horn of Chance appeared around Yumi's hip.
She walked up to Ren.
She felt his neck for a pulse, and was relieved to find one.
"Ren?" she said, shaking him. "Ren? Wake up…"
Ren slowly opened his eyes…
Then he woke up with a violent start.
"Yumi!" he said, quickly sitting up. "Where's Chelsea? Where is she…"
"I suppose she's…" started Yumi.
"No… No!" shouted Ren. "We have to save her, Yumi! We have to…"
"Calm down, Ren, calm down!" shouted Yumi.
She slapped her hand across his face.
Ren gasped for breath.
She was a little relieved, she had to admit. Ren appeared to be back to normal. Well, as normal as he usually was.
"Ren, listen to me…" said Yumi, holding his shoulders. "I know you've been through a lot, but… Did you see what kind of cards Rasputin gave Chelsea?"
Ren paused.
He shook his head.
"He told us not to tell each other…" he muttered. "In case one of us was shaken down for information…"
"Perfect…" muttered Yumi. "Then it could be anything… For all we know she might have the replica of Slifer…"
"Not likely," muttered Ren, looking at the cards in the deck he had. "There's only one copy of this, as far as I know…"
He held up the copy of The Mounds of the Bound Creator.
"Give me that," said Yumi.
Ren handed her the card.
"The Obelisk replica is likely protected by the will of the gods," she said. "Trying to destroy it is a sure way to invoke divine wrath. We'll call up I2 when this is over and have them pick it up.
"This card, however…"
She tore the Field Spell into four pieces with two swift strokes.
"Never again," she said, throwing the pieces away. "Without that card, would-be thieves will think twice about trying to harness the power of the gods for their own use. There are some powers that mankind was simply not meant to use."
The front door of Clock Tower Prison opened with a creaking noise.
"The ground floor…" muttered Ren. "The wax museum… She's in there…"
"Well, we can't go back…" said Yumi. "We can only go onward…
"I suppose you want this back…"
She handed Ren back his deck.
"I got you out of that mess, Ren…" she said, "and with God as my witness, I'm gonna get everyone out…"
They ran towards the doors.
The Pharaoh appeared beside Yumi.
"You know," she said to him. "Dispater may be one of the greatest forces of evil in the universe, but we lucked out… His pride was so great, and he was so angry at being tricked by Rasputin, he decided to help us."
"It is said, Yumi," he replied, "that if the forces of Evil succeeded in conquering the world, it would take less than a year for a civil war to break out. Evil is its own worst enemy."
The Rod of the Ancients' hold on Ren has been broken, so it seems that Dispater's advice was sound. Yumi now ventures into the grim Tower hoping to continue, not stopping for rest, with only the welfare of her friends in mind. Unfortunately, while her energy has been spent in her struggles with Samen and Ren, Chelsea is fresh and strong. Can the newly crowned Queen of Games face the unknown yet again?
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MOTOR SHELL (Monster Card)
Card Specs
Type: Machine/Effect
Attribute: Dark
Level: 4
ATK: 1,300
DEF: 1,800
Card Description: When this card is destroyed, Special Summon one ''Motor Part Token'' (Machine/Dark/Level 1/ATK0/DEF 0) in Attack Position.
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MOTOR VIOLENCE (Monster Card)
Card Specs
Type: Machine/Effect
Attribute: Dark
Level: 6
ATK: 2,100
DEF: 1,200
Card Description: When this card is destroyed, Special Summon two ''Motor Part Tokens'' (Machine/Dark/Level 1/ATK 0/DEF 0) in Attack Position.
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MOTOR KAISER (Monster Card)
Card Specs
Type: Machine/Effect
Attribute: Dark
Level: 4
ATK: 2,000
DEF: 1,400
Flavor Text: This infernal device was once a common automobile that was modified using Dark World technology.
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DEMONIC MOTOR OMEGA (Monster Card)
Card Specs
Type: Machine/Effect
Attribute: Dark
Level: 8
ATK: 2,800
DEF: 2,000
Card Description: During your End Phase, Special Summon one ''Motor Token'' (Machine-Type/Earth/Level 1/ATK 200/DEF 200) in Attack Position. Once per turn, you may increase the ATK of this card by 1,000. When this effect is activated, destroy this card during the End Phase of that turn.
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SCRAP GARAGE (Trap Card)
Normal Trap
Image: A mechanic in front of a large stack of car corpses.
Card Description: You may activate this card when a "Motor" Monster on your side of the field is destroyed. Special Summon all "Motor" Monsters in your Graveyard that you can. The ATK and DEF of the Special Summoned Monsters become zero, and their effects are negated.
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NIKOICHI (Spell Card)
Normal Spell
Image: Two mechanics working on an intimidating machine.
Card Description: Special Summon one "Motor" Monster from your Graveyard. Then, remove all other "Motor" Monsters in your Graveyard from play.
Note: "Motor Shell", "Motor Violence", "Motor Kaiser", "Demonic Motor Omega", "Scrap Garage", and "Nikoichi" were all used by Bandit Keith in the "Yu-Gi-Oh R" Manga. "Demonic Motor Omega" has since been made into a real card in Japan.
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THE MOUNDS OF THE BOUND CREATOR (Spell Card)
Field Spell
Image: Several stone monoliths with chains attached to them, connected together in the sky. Lightning crashes overhead.
Card Description: When a Monster that is Level Ten or greater destroys an opposing Monster as a result of battle, the owner of the destroyed Monster loses an additional 400 Life Points. The controller of this card is not affected by physical, mental, or supernatural side effects that normally result from using such Monsters.
Note: "The Mounds of the Bound Creator" was first used by Franz in the "Yu-Gi-Oh GX" episode "Rah, Rah, Ra!". Creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.
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DIVINE MALLET MJOLNIR (Spell Card)
Equip Spell
Image: A muscular arm holding an iron hammer sparking with lightning.
Card Description: This card may only be Equipped to a Warrior-Type Monster. You may activate the effect of this card when the Equipped Monster battles a Monster that is Level Ten or higher. Pay half your Life Points. Increase the ATK of the Equipped Monster until it is 500 points more than the current ATK of the Monster it is battling until the end of the Battle Phase. At the end of the Battle Phase in which this effect is activated, destroy this card.
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Ren: Yumi, we have to get Chelsea out of here… We can't leave her at Rasputin's mercy…
Yumi: I don't intend to Ren… I got you out… Hopefully I can do the same for her…
Ren: Why is Rasputin doing this? Why has suddenly turned even more evil than normal?
Rasputin: I've gone too far to turn back now… If I must become a demon to achieve my goals, if I must abandon all the decency I have left, I have no choice but to do so… I must either surrender to evil… Or embrace oblivion…
Ren: Coming up next, "Vampiric Technology; Yumi versus Chelsea".
Yumi: Rasputin, for the love of all that's holy, stop what you're doing!
You were once chosen by Heaven as a champion… Find the spark of light inside yourself…
