Here we are! The final duel. Most of the cards are as I describe them, but some where tweaked a bit to suit. The monsters Bakura plays are based off a real deck he uses in 'Duel Links' and the Battle City deck list. Flynn's is based off my own. Next will be the epilogue which is 100% smut. Like 8 pages of it. Whew. What a ride. Enjoy.
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"You can't hide behind your mountain forever." Hissed Bakura.
Flynn had a trap in play, a card called Statue of Anguish Pattern that shifted into a monster with 0 Attack points but with 2500 Defense points. It was a solid block, but Bakura was a sacrifice away from destroying it, and it was clear he was just waiting for the right card.
"I don't need to. I just need to keep you busy long enough for Seto to finish." Said Flynn.
Bakura scowled and looked to the brunet, he was almost half way through. Yami was watching close, ready to stand in between. Of course the King wanted his lead puppet to join them. As if he wasn't insufferable without him.
"I activate Dian Keto the Cure Master giving me an additional 1000 life points, then play Reload that allows me to return my hand and draw another." Said the woman. She was crafty. She always had something in her magic field. A trap or spell card at the ready. And effects. Everything in her deck had a purpose.
"Now I summon Maha Vailo in attack position, and with him comes this magic card, Malevolent Nuzzler." She grinned as the spellcaster appeared on the field, it's original Attack was 1550, but it leapt by 700, and again by 500.
"Maha Vailo's special effect kicks in the moment he's given an equipped card, granting him an extra 500 Attack points." The final tally was 2750. This was going to hurt. Fortunately enough, he had a trap or two ready. Call of the Haunted cost him 500 life points, but he was able to re-summon a Zombie from his graveyard to take the hit. She smirked.
"I end my turn."
Bakura's eyes scanned the field. That Spellcaster only worked with all her magic. His eyes flicked to the stone barrier. That was a trap card too. He needed to deaden the air. He drew, and smiled. Exactly what he needed. He looked to Flynn and saw her harden, like a dog expecting a blow.
"I always thought you were too much. I activate Heavy Storm." He watched her pale, and felt a surge of satisfaction as wind shook the room, destroying everything on her side of the field, including her mountain.
She grit her teeth but stayed calm. That wasn't so satisfying. He loved the fire in her eyes when she howled at him. Now she was quiet. Focused.
Her eyes spoke the truth, she was furious. Bakura looked back at the brunet. ¾'s done. He wasn't going to win this race, but he would win this duel.
The Priest could watch as he tore her down. Bend to him. His eyes roved up her form. Even still. There was merit to what Kaiba had done to her. She was hot and passionate and proud. He could feel himself growing hard in his pants. What a treat she would be. He needed to get rid of her effect monsters. But he needed a bit of time and a monster strong enough to hold up against her filthy little spell caster, even if she tacked something to it.
Bakura placed a card face down in defense position. Wall of Illusion didn't have much of an Attack, but it's Defense was 1800, and a special effect. Anything that struck it, even if it destroyed it, returned to the owner's hand.
Flynn shifted her spell caster into defense mode, and placed another face down. Back on the defensive, and almost pointedly quiet.
"What's wrong? Upset your plan didn't work?"
"Upset one of my plans didn't work." She said with a smirk, looking back.
Kaiba was almost done, the hieroglyphics glowing, along with the Rod in his hand. As the last of the symbols flared, a deafening pulse filled the small room and the light slammed into the CEO. A brilliant bright light blinded everyone and when the shadows cleared from their eyes, there stood two when there had once only been one.
Hazy ocean blue eyes looked around, at himself, and at the people with them.
"Seth." The King spoke. The Priest looked and squinted. "Pharaoh?"
Yami smiled. "Welcome to our world."
Seth looked around. There was a man that looked like him on his knees beside him. His Hikari. His light. He knew that deep in his chest. There was his King, looking odd in clothes unfamiliar, but that was his cousin, he knew that deep down too. His eyes lifted and his breath froze in his chest. His beloved. She was also in odd clothes, but her eyes spoke that truth. There could be no others like them.
"Mwrt." She looked at him.
"Seth?"
His knees felt like a newborn calf, shaking and unstable.
"Don't get distracted! That might have worked, but we're still in a duel, and I'll make him watch as you give yourself to me one more time." Bakura. Anger filled the Priest's belly as he found the Thief King. He took a shaky step in, and felt a hand around his calf. He looked down to see his Light.
"Don't… touch her."
Feeling as if his limbs were already heavy, the Priest yanked his leg free and shuffled the three steps between him and the woman before collapsing at her feet. She seemed to tense and he looked up at her. She was just as beautiful as he remembered. If not more so. This image wasn't degraded by time.
"Nyfeli…" Her eyes softened, and her hand came down to cup his face.
"I'm not her… but I'm so very happy to see you, Darling…" Her voice. It was like bells, soft and sweet.
"Don't." Growled his light. Their connection was still weak. New. There would be a time when they could communicate through it, but not yet.
"It's alright love… be with me." She said, looking to the modern half.
It was his Light's beloved. Seth's mind felt foggy and hazy, but he could feel the love from his other half. This wasn't his Nyfeli.
The light shifted to his fours, exhausted. It was all over him. But he made it to her. Flanking her with his darker half.
"There you are… Amazing job, Seto…" She murmured, stroking his chestnut locks and urging him to rest against her thigh. He sank against her, melting.
"This… a woman could get used too." She smirked at Bakura. "Everyone likes a nice set."
"Far be it from me to prevent you from filling all your holes you filthy little harlot."
"You are… not my mwrt?" Murmured Seth, looking first to her, then the King, who shook his head.
"She is the descendant of your love, Seth, but she's not her. Take care." Hurt welled in the Priest's chest. To find a way back to the land of mortals, only to be tormented with the image of his love.
"Oh… no darling, don't cry." Her hand swam through his dark copper locks, and pressed him to her side. "It's alright. We'll get through this together and everything will make sense. Stick with me, I promise." She was so sweet, and soft.
Bakura let out a deep cackle. "You say that… but now, I summon this." The creature on his side of the field was sacrificed, and in it's place grew a horned Fiend.
"The Dark Ruler. And for my first mission, I'll attack your wretched Maha Vailo." The woman flinched as her defense monster was shattered, leaving her with only the face down.
"And. Since you love card tricks. I have one of my own. Any effect monster destroyed by one of my Fiends is annulled on it's way to the graveyard. Meaning your effect monsters are now useless."
The woman scowled. The monster on the field had an attack of 2450. A hard act to compete against.
"Your turn."
The woman drew. "I play Mask of the Accursed. So long as this card's in play, your monster can't attack, and with it you'll take 500 damage every turn it stays on the field." Bakura hissed as his lifepoints dipped. A minor set back.
"I set two cards face down, and summon Obsidian Dragon in Defense mode." The dragon summoned seemed to be made of brilliant purple gems, and held a rock hard Defense of 2100. Even if it's Attack was a pitiful 800. It would seem to join her tricky face downs she had a heavy defense at her disposal. No matter. Obsidian Dragon would crumble, but he needed to make another attack on her magic cards, and he didn't have another storm card tucked away in his deck.
"I summon, Goblin Attack Force. It has more than enough Attack points to rid you of your pretty dragon." The dragon shattered.
"Don't forget the other half of that card, Bakura! As soon as it's done, it drops to Defense mode!" The spirit scowled as the Goblins took a knee and 500 lifepoints drained from his pool.
"Tick Tock Darling, time to pay up." He turned his scowl to her and ended his turn. It made him sick to look at her now. At her feet the Priest was looking at her in no less than awe, while Kaiba was leaning flush with her thigh, clearly exhausted but his eyes on the field, and at him. Smug. Proud.
What a piece of Shit.
"Well! Since you've seen to breaking my pretty things, I think I'll just have to do what I do best and get more. You know I have a taste for the finer things." She slammed down a card and a glittering dragon appeared on the field, blinding the area in light before it dimmed to a shimmer. It's Attack was 2000, which was staggering for a 4 (*) monster, but it's Defense was next to nothing.
It was muscle, pure and simple. "This, is Alexandrite Dragon. Hello Gorgeous! Ready to throw your weight around?" The creature roared and gave a shimmy of it's brilliant scales.
Flynn smirked. "That's the right answer. Go on now. Gobble up those Goblins." The dragon lifted itself up and ate the unit, goblin by goblin before returning to his Mistress. Bakura curled his lip as he drew.
"I sacrifice my Dark Ruler. Destroying your Mask. Then I bring to the field, Diabound Kernel. He has an effect too! Diabound! Attack her dragon!" Diabound Kernel had an Attack of 1800, and a Defense of 1600.
"It's not strong enough!" Snapped Flynn.
"Wrong! Diabound's effect gives it 600 extra Attack points in battle while your dragon loses 600 points!"
Flynn groaned as her dragon fell apart. "I activate Spirit Shield! With this trap in play, I don't take battle damage."
Bakura was seething. The little bitch had an answer for everything it seemed. His eyes flicked to the two cards left. A face down in the field and the other a monster. No doubt an effect as she hadn't flipped it.
"Unfortunately, whenever I use this ability, Diabound must leave the field until my next turn." Bakura took the card out of play. He wasn't defenseless, he had two face downs, but he didn't think Flynn would attack.
"I summon Harvest Angel of Wisdom in Attack mode, and with him I place one card face down. Her eyes narrowed on his facedowns but sent her Angel anyway.
"Countergate! It stops your attack, and allows me to draw one card. If it's a monster, it's automatically summoned to the field." Said Bakura, pulling his card and smirking. "I summon Malice Doll! In Attack mode."
Flynn scowled but ended her turn.
"My Diabound Kernel returns to the field, and I use it on your Harvest Angel! You may not take damage, but I'll tear away your defenses soon enough!" The Angel shattered.
"Not so fast. Harvest Angel of Wisdom allows me one trap from my graveyard. I choose Statue of Anguish Pattern." Said Flynn, pulling the card.
"You can't play it. That leaves just your face down. Malice Doll! Attack!"
Flynn flipped two cards and the clash caused dust to plume in the air. As it settled, Bakura scowled. She still had a face down monster and another had appeared.
"You activated my traps. The first was one you're quite familiar with. Embodiment of Apophis." A large snake was wrapped around a shield, bearing a sword. It had shaped into a monster with 1600 Attack Points and 1800 Defense Points.
"But what happened to my Attack?!" Snarled Bakura.
"If you'd be patient, I was explaining." Said Flynn. "My second card was Call of the Earthbound allowing me to pick the target of your attack. I chose Apophis. You lost 200 points and I still have my monster."
Bakura felt like foaming at the mouth. Her damn defenses!
Atem chuckled from his spot nearby, arms crossed and a smirk on his lips. "Nice."
"Oh, well thank you darling, I thought it was rather clever." Said Flynn.
"Stay out of it Pharaoh. You're merely a spectator." Snapped the Spirit.
"Perhaps Bakura, but I must admit, a strong defense has turned into your greatest heel. It takes patience. However out of anyone here, I think we can all agree Flynn has proven she has a surplus of it."
Bakura eyed the face down. Why didn't she let him destroy it? He scowled as he ended his turn and Diabound left the field.
"What is your facedown, koibito?" Asked Seto softly.
"My 'Get Out of Jail Free' card… I'd rather not use it unless I have too." Said Flynn, drawing.
"I place one card face down and summon Lancer Lindwurm with an attack of 1800, it's more than enough to destroy your Malice Doll."
"Afraid not." Said Bakura, activating his trap. Negate Attack.
Flynn pursed her lips, but ended her turn.
Bakura knew what she'd put face down was her stupid statue. But it didn't matter. He smirked as he drew his next card.
"So. As you know, Diabound returns to the field. With him, and my Malice Doll, it allows me to cast a Ritual. Contract with the Dark Master."
The two monsters on his side of the field vanished and in their place grew a large, dark Fiend. On his head it had a crown of horns, and sharp red wings stretched from his back. Attack 2700 Defense 1500.
"This, is Dark Master Zorc and he will be the means to your demise!" Said Bakura, his sharp grin was back.
"Zorc! Attack her Lindwurm!" The battle dragon shattered, and Zorc returned to his master's side.
"Then I activate my trap, Lineage of Destruction. It allows any level 8 Monster I control to attack twice. Attack her face down!" Zorc charged again.
"I activate my Statue of Anguish Pattern." The 2500 point Defense would prove as a cushion once more against the face down, but she'd lost her shield.
Bakura chuckled. "I'm still not done. As a Special effect, once a turn I can roll a 6 sided dice. All I need is anything less than a 6, and everything on your side of the field will be eliminated."
Flynn was pale again, and growing paler as the dice appeared and rolled. She had nothing in her magic bank, just her face down and two cards in her hand.
It was a 3.
"Oh God I hope this works." She whimpered, feeling her fear for the first time since this duel started. Her card flipped.
"I activate my face down! Maiden with Eyes of Blue. Whenever she's targeted by an effect of another monster, it allows me to sacrifice her to special summon one Blue Eyes White Dragon to the field."
A long white haired maiden appeared before she put her hands up in prayer and faded into a shining gold light.
Seto's breast pocket began to glow, along with the Millenium Rod sitting by Atem's feet. The King looked down, smirked at the two blue eyed men, and kicked it to the Priest.
Seth wrapped his hand around the shaft right as Seto pulled out his treasured card.
A brilliant blinding white light filled the cavern before the roof exploded over them, raining a hail of stone and debris outward almost hard enough to shape a crater around them.
The men scrambled from their tents. Odion was bound nearby to a leg of the plane, appearing unconscious by his limp posture.
A roar filled the night and above them a glowing white form appeared. Beside him, Seto felt his lover trembling from the leg up. His eyes lifted to her and she swallowed thickly as she drew.
"You know Bakura… I have a theory on this dragon." Said Flynn. Her voice was steady and calm, hiding her fear and instead betraying confidence.
"In nature, often the biggest and the nastiest of a species is the female. You see it in sharks, and spiders. In dinosaurs, the largest T-Rex ever found is named Sue. She was female." Flynn smirked.
"I think these dragons are female. I think the loyalty they inspire, and the protection they offer is some of the fiercest in the game, and that's not an accident."
Flynn slammed down a facedown.
"If that's the case, I'll have nothing to worry from a woman." Hissed Bakura.
"On the contrary. I think humans are much the same way. Unfortunately because of people like you, a woman is as strong as her strongest ally."
Flynn's hand came down to bury in Seto's hair, and he wrapped his arms around the leg in his grip. Pleased beyond words. A ghost of an emotion flicked across his mind and he looked to the doppleganger.
Seth was filled with wonder. The silent question asking if she was his. Asking what his light had done to deserve it. Envy, heartbreak, and love swirling between them. Seto couldn't answer. He didn't know what he'd done to deserve her, but he wouldn't waste it.
"Blue Eyes! Destroy Zorc with your light! White Lightning!" A scream left the dragon as it soared up. A ball of static blue shock collected in it's mouth before it tore through the Dark Master.
Flynn activated her facedown. "I activate Graverobber. For 2000 lifepoints, I can take any trap I want from your graveyard. I choose Lineage of Destruction!"
Bakura took a step back, his eyes wide. This had turned sharply. Not good.
"Hit him again! This time take out his lifepoints!" She snarled.
Bakura had burned through his traps. He had nothing to defend himself.
The attack sent sand and dust into the air, but with a heavy beat of the mighty Dragon's wings as it landed, the sand cleared. Bakura's lifepoint pool was empty.
Flynn had won.
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Bakura vanished in a swirl of dark powers, and the holograms shimmied before fading. The Dragon roared once more before bending to curl itself around the trio before a brilliant gold light engulfed them, and returned to the card in the CEO's hand, and the rod in the Priest's fist.
Flynn shook hard before dropping to her knees, a sob escaping her.
Seto didn't think twice, bringing her form to his in a hard embrace. The amount of pride he had for her could fill his entire HQ in Domino, with some to spare. She'd served beautiful justice for herself and for them as a couple.
Seth watched, hurt. He knew enough to know that the woman before him wasn't his Nyfeli. She held that same beauty, and confidence, but this one was a whole new woman. A look from his light told him very clearly she was also taken.
"Oh…" Flynn sniffed, wiping her face and leaning her back against her lover. Her hand coming out in summons. "Come here darling, this has been a hard day."
Everything was confusing. Everything hurt. But Seth went to her, even as he felt a wave of jealousy from his light.
"Shhh, darling, it's alright." She cooed as the Priest shook and fell apart in her lap. They were all exhausted, worn thin, and raw. They'd brought Seth here for protection but Flynn had found her strength in bringing him here, to face Bakura. There would be time for discussions and arguments about where the Priest would belong, but for now they were all here, and safe.