The Three Titans
Written By Kp606
Part 4: Misgivings
A/N: This is your last chance! I NEED the info. about a good website that gives pictures and descriptions of Yugioh! Cards! Please, chapter 5 will be delayed if I don't get this info. Thanks and hurry!
Domino City, a bustling city with many people sites, sounds, and well, people, again. A tall man with neat brown hair, a silver trench coat, and leather pants walked quickly along the cement path. He walked the streets with a menacing look, strolling quickly and confidently. On his wrist was a peculiar device, one that he made, the duel disk. Along side him, was a little boy; with messy long black hair. Wearing a simple red shirt, and well-used blue jeans, was struggling to heave a metal brief case and keep the pace with the older man.
"You know Mokuba," said the man, looking around, "to this day I still wonder how most of these duelists got into my tournament to begin with."
"Hey Seto," yelled the boy. "I was the one who programmed most of the duelists into our mainframe! Don't get mad at me! I made no mistakes!"
The man named Seto laughed under his breath and looked back ahead, "Whatever you say little brother."
The two continued to walk, some duelists recognizing them, and even smiling. Others were oblivious and walked by. Out of the corner of his eye, Mokuba saw something. Swinging around, he saw nothing in the general direction of the sighting. Mokuba grumbled a small bit. Turning back around Mokuba sighed and looked back at his brother. He stared at him for a second or two, and then opened his mouth to speak.
"Seto, where are we going?"
"Well," said Seto folding his arms, "I guess you can say I am looking for Yugi Motou. But if I see a worthy duelist, then I don't see why a duel wouldn't be proper. Then again, a worthy duelist by my standards is only Yugi Motou."
Mokuba smiled a boyish round smiled. He admired his brother so much. Few things, even the way he treated others, seemed to get into Mokuba's stereotypical mind. To him, his brother was a good person, through and through.
Whoosh!
Out of nowhere something brushed up against Seto's coat. He stopped, his eyes widened, the wind hitting him cold in the back. Something un-human was carrying Mokuba away, at a lightning fast pace. Seto broke into a run, his long legs moving back and forth like machines. He would get back his brother, he had been in worse situations that this.
"Mokuba! Unhand him, you bastard!"
The creature, which was moving on all fours, and was covered entirely in blue still ran, or crawled more like. He was dodging people, leaping over them, and only knocked one over completely.
Slowly and slowly, the swearing and yelling of Seto Kaiba did not reach Mokuba fully. Slowly and slowly, he grew tired and slowed. Until finally Kaiba collapsed on the ground, sobbing in h is hand. Some stared; others said it would be alright, some were on their cell phones, calling the emergency number.
Kaiba was oblivious; he had to find his brother. He had too. There was a beeping noise. Kaiba looked to his coat collar. The KC letters were beeping, and flashing red. Someone from HQ was trying to contact him.
Seto squeezed both sides of the letters and said "I have a dilemma here."
"But Seto!" said a panicky voice, clearly the sound of a man. "Mokuba has been kidnapped! We have a ransom letter! And we know where they have taken him!"
Once again, Seto's eyes widened, his heart lifted. Mokuba could still be rescued. Gaining back all strength, he stood up, gaining much length as he did so. The voice in his collar spoke as Kaiba began to sprint forward with all his might. He didn't slow, ever as he madly tore through crowds. He knew his brother could be rescued now, his heart lifted, as he discovered some hope.
In another place.
Nothing but total black, this is how it could have been described.
Two people stood in the center of this black abyss, talking.
"This is not safe; talking in a dimension when an item has ill fully fallen into evil's hands. It destroys simple properties, making places like this unsafe. I do no wish to be here long; please tell me what you have to tell me," said the voice of a man, with a tan complexion, a white turban, and a large "key" around his neck.
"I know it isn't safe Shadi. But we must meet here. Many things have happened, things that may jeopardize the existence of humanity as we know it." Replied a woman with long black hair. Her eyes had a haunting feeling to the, she looked young, even though her voice sounded adult-like, and somewhat depressing.
"My brother has stolen the Millennium Puzzle, if he can capture Obelisk the Tormentor, are lives may be in grave danger."
"Ishizu, I wish I can say something calming, but these events are troubling me as well. Is this what you wish to talk to me about?" asked Shadi in a comforting manner.
"No. I wish to talk to you about the Millennium Item holders. I think it is imperative we find them and bring them to safety. My brother Marik may try to go after them next."
"Marik has had his chance Ishizu. I am confident he will not bother. It is just Kaiba and Obelisk that I fear. I was thinking maybe we should bring him to safety?"
Ishizu put her finger to her mouth and closed her eyes. It appeared that she was concentrating.
"Mmh? A Vision?! What is it?"
"I have seen," Ishizu said, slightly trembling, "Pegasus, he-he is being interrogated. I do not know why. I saw him, in a chair, with a light over his head. And it ended. But it was not Pegasus himself that troubled me. A card was being held in front of him, someone was waving it in his face. And the card, if I am not mistaken, was Obelisk."
Shadi gasped. His eyes grew in fear and he merely looked at Ishizu, unable to find any words.
"Oh I am so sorry Shadi, everyone, this was my doing. I should have never given him that card."
Shadi paused, and did not speak for a small while. He then looked at Ishizu with his cold eyes once again and opened his mouth to speak.
"What you said, about the Millennium Item Holders being in Danger, it may not be that far from the truth."
A/N: Please refer to the AN on top. If you know of one, please pass it on! Once again, R&R!
Written By Kp606
Part 4: Misgivings
A/N: This is your last chance! I NEED the info. about a good website that gives pictures and descriptions of Yugioh! Cards! Please, chapter 5 will be delayed if I don't get this info. Thanks and hurry!
Domino City, a bustling city with many people sites, sounds, and well, people, again. A tall man with neat brown hair, a silver trench coat, and leather pants walked quickly along the cement path. He walked the streets with a menacing look, strolling quickly and confidently. On his wrist was a peculiar device, one that he made, the duel disk. Along side him, was a little boy; with messy long black hair. Wearing a simple red shirt, and well-used blue jeans, was struggling to heave a metal brief case and keep the pace with the older man.
"You know Mokuba," said the man, looking around, "to this day I still wonder how most of these duelists got into my tournament to begin with."
"Hey Seto," yelled the boy. "I was the one who programmed most of the duelists into our mainframe! Don't get mad at me! I made no mistakes!"
The man named Seto laughed under his breath and looked back ahead, "Whatever you say little brother."
The two continued to walk, some duelists recognizing them, and even smiling. Others were oblivious and walked by. Out of the corner of his eye, Mokuba saw something. Swinging around, he saw nothing in the general direction of the sighting. Mokuba grumbled a small bit. Turning back around Mokuba sighed and looked back at his brother. He stared at him for a second or two, and then opened his mouth to speak.
"Seto, where are we going?"
"Well," said Seto folding his arms, "I guess you can say I am looking for Yugi Motou. But if I see a worthy duelist, then I don't see why a duel wouldn't be proper. Then again, a worthy duelist by my standards is only Yugi Motou."
Mokuba smiled a boyish round smiled. He admired his brother so much. Few things, even the way he treated others, seemed to get into Mokuba's stereotypical mind. To him, his brother was a good person, through and through.
Whoosh!
Out of nowhere something brushed up against Seto's coat. He stopped, his eyes widened, the wind hitting him cold in the back. Something un-human was carrying Mokuba away, at a lightning fast pace. Seto broke into a run, his long legs moving back and forth like machines. He would get back his brother, he had been in worse situations that this.
"Mokuba! Unhand him, you bastard!"
The creature, which was moving on all fours, and was covered entirely in blue still ran, or crawled more like. He was dodging people, leaping over them, and only knocked one over completely.
Slowly and slowly, the swearing and yelling of Seto Kaiba did not reach Mokuba fully. Slowly and slowly, he grew tired and slowed. Until finally Kaiba collapsed on the ground, sobbing in h is hand. Some stared; others said it would be alright, some were on their cell phones, calling the emergency number.
Kaiba was oblivious; he had to find his brother. He had too. There was a beeping noise. Kaiba looked to his coat collar. The KC letters were beeping, and flashing red. Someone from HQ was trying to contact him.
Seto squeezed both sides of the letters and said "I have a dilemma here."
"But Seto!" said a panicky voice, clearly the sound of a man. "Mokuba has been kidnapped! We have a ransom letter! And we know where they have taken him!"
Once again, Seto's eyes widened, his heart lifted. Mokuba could still be rescued. Gaining back all strength, he stood up, gaining much length as he did so. The voice in his collar spoke as Kaiba began to sprint forward with all his might. He didn't slow, ever as he madly tore through crowds. He knew his brother could be rescued now, his heart lifted, as he discovered some hope.
In another place.
Nothing but total black, this is how it could have been described.
Two people stood in the center of this black abyss, talking.
"This is not safe; talking in a dimension when an item has ill fully fallen into evil's hands. It destroys simple properties, making places like this unsafe. I do no wish to be here long; please tell me what you have to tell me," said the voice of a man, with a tan complexion, a white turban, and a large "key" around his neck.
"I know it isn't safe Shadi. But we must meet here. Many things have happened, things that may jeopardize the existence of humanity as we know it." Replied a woman with long black hair. Her eyes had a haunting feeling to the, she looked young, even though her voice sounded adult-like, and somewhat depressing.
"My brother has stolen the Millennium Puzzle, if he can capture Obelisk the Tormentor, are lives may be in grave danger."
"Ishizu, I wish I can say something calming, but these events are troubling me as well. Is this what you wish to talk to me about?" asked Shadi in a comforting manner.
"No. I wish to talk to you about the Millennium Item holders. I think it is imperative we find them and bring them to safety. My brother Marik may try to go after them next."
"Marik has had his chance Ishizu. I am confident he will not bother. It is just Kaiba and Obelisk that I fear. I was thinking maybe we should bring him to safety?"
Ishizu put her finger to her mouth and closed her eyes. It appeared that she was concentrating.
"Mmh? A Vision?! What is it?"
"I have seen," Ishizu said, slightly trembling, "Pegasus, he-he is being interrogated. I do not know why. I saw him, in a chair, with a light over his head. And it ended. But it was not Pegasus himself that troubled me. A card was being held in front of him, someone was waving it in his face. And the card, if I am not mistaken, was Obelisk."
Shadi gasped. His eyes grew in fear and he merely looked at Ishizu, unable to find any words.
"Oh I am so sorry Shadi, everyone, this was my doing. I should have never given him that card."
Shadi paused, and did not speak for a small while. He then looked at Ishizu with his cold eyes once again and opened his mouth to speak.
"What you said, about the Millennium Item Holders being in Danger, it may not be that far from the truth."
A/N: Please refer to the AN on top. If you know of one, please pass it on! Once again, R&R!