IN REALMS BEYOND REALITY
***My note: Okay…my first Yu-Gi-Oh! Fanfic. Idea stuck in head, won't go away, you know the drill…..
Yami stared down at the cards laid out before him. Something wasn't right but he couldn't figure it out. His light was fine and nothing was threatening anyone so what was the problem. He heard laughter through the link and frowned. Usually it would be enough to make him smile…but not today.
//What is wrong with me?//
He continued staring at the cards laid out before him. It was Yugi's deck but Yami knew them just as well as his light an maybe, just maybe, he might find an answer in them.
He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Relax. He must relax. He let his instinct take over and his hand moved to the third of the five cards placed before him.
The Celtic Guardian…
Funny. He had been expecting the Dark Magician. He looked closer at the card and read its description.
"An elf who learned to wield a sword, he baffles enemies with lightening- swift attacks." His eyes widened and he reread the first part…
//An elf who learned to wield a sword…// Why had he never wondered about that before. Here in his hand was the only Elven warrior. All others either wielded bow or magic. Yet the Celtic Guardian…
//Why would he want to learn to wield a sword?//
:Do you really want to know?:
Yami's head shot up and he looked around his soul room. Nothing was out of place, yet; behind him! He glimpsed it. A youthful figure with long blond hair. It lingered in the shadows that surrounded three sides to his Room. Yami tried to get a better look but the shadows would not let him.
:I'll ask again my Lord, do you really want to know?:
"Know what?" Yami asked suspiciously. He had learned from experience that answering a seemingly innocent question could get you into a lot of trouble.
:Why I learned to wield a sword. Do you, or don't you?:
This question was important. He could feel it. There was something there that was the cause of his unease. He knew his answer before he said it. He needed to know.
"Yes." He felt more than saw the figure smile.
:Thank you my Lord. I knew I could count on you.:
The shadows around Yami shifted and seemed to gather; focusing their energy on the one in them. They shot forth and grabbed Yami causing him to cry out in surprise. Then the darkness consumed him, until there was nothing, not even the darkness…
Yugi's head shot up and he stopped laughing at Joey's antics. Something was wrong. His puzzle was glowing and…disassembling. One by one the pieces were disappearing, into a strange greenish light, till all that was left was the solitary piece hanging on the cord around his neck. His friends watched in horror as it happened, none knowing what to do. Finally it was over and Yugi felt the door to his Soul room close and disappear altogether. Yami was no longer there. It wasn't that he was blocked, it was just that there was nothing to be blocked from. Yugi looked up at Bakura. The white haired boy was clutching his ring close to him, he had gone as pale as his hair.
"Bakura," Yugi spoke in a small voice, "Ask your Yami if he knows what just happened." Bakura just nodded his head. The others watched Yugi in concern as he held the last remaining piece.
/Yami…where did you go?/
Yami shook his head and sat up.
"Where am I.?" He got no answer and honestly wasn't expecting one. He looked down at himself and raised an eyebrow.
His wardrobe had changed. In place of his blue pants, shirt and jacket he was wearing black leather pants and a sleeveless black shirt that was soft but also tight. Over that he was wearing a loose dark blue vest open at the front but with buttons that he could do it up with. The belts around his neck and arms were gone and only the one at his waist was left. One his left arm was a full-length black leather glove and on his right was a shorter elbow length finger-less glove. Everything had the faint patterns of leaves and vines, subtle and delicate. It wasn't at all like the bright bold Egyptian patterns he was use to; except for on the back of the red glove.
There done in gold was the eye of Ra. He felt more comfortable looking at it.
He stood up and looked around. He was in a clearing of some kind deep within a forest.
"Great. I know how to navigate the broad expanse of a desert or the twisted halls of a Palace, but put me in a forest and I'm lost." He sighed and picked a random direction and started walking. He got bored very quickly. Everything was too; well green. He sighed and tried to think of something to do. He thought about what had brought him here.
The Celtic Guardian!
If it was a card that brought him here; than maybe the cards could help him out. He looked himself over and found his cards in a weird case attached to the belt around his waist. He held them in his right hand and the eye on the back of the glove glowed.
//Weird…//
He shrugged and ignored that detail for now. If the cards were going to help them than he would have to focus all his attention on them and their heart. He closed his eyes, and placed his other hand on top of his deck. He drew a deep breath and took the card.
"Gaia the Fierce Knight." He looked at the card. A knight! A knight couldn't be a knight without a horse and a horse would know how to get around in the forest; even if it was a purple stallion. But there was one problem…
"How do I play it?" As soon as he said, that a fierce pain took over the underside of his right wrist. He gasped in pain, but didn't drop either card or deck, even though the pain took him to his knees. When it finally subsided he lay still for a few moments longer and then looked at the area where the pain had come from. Flipping his hand over he was in for another surprise.
There, a part of the glove had disappeared leaving in its place a weird device that looked like it would hold one card. From the feel of it, it was also embedded into his skin. No wonder it had hurt.
"Well, at least it had answered my question." He had once been a Pharaoh and the King of Games. He knew when just to except things and when to fight. Now was one of the times to just except. The cards brought him here and he was going to trust them. He knew the Heart of the cards better than even Yugi or his Grandpa. He shrugged and brought himself back to the present. He had something to do here.
He just didn't know what yet.
He shrugged.
"I play Gaia the Fierce Knight!" He placed the card in the slot on his arm and felt warmth running through his veins. He was blinded for a moment and when he could see, Gaia's Stallion stared back at him. He blinked for a moment, taking in the sight. There was no armor on the horse and no rider. It seemed the cards knew what he wanted, as always.
He smirked and walked up to the Stallion. He placed both hands on it's back, there was no saddle, and prepared to vault onto his back when, at the last second the horse moved. Yami glared up at it from his position on the floor. The Stallion stared back.
The glaring continued even when Yami was back on his feet in his customary stance, feet slightly apart and arms crossed across his chest. The stallion just raised his head, tossed his mane and gave him a haughty look.
As was stated before, he knew when to except and when to fight. His eyes are narrowed and he glared at the Stallion. Now it was time to fight.
"Okay, I know I am not Gaia, and you don't usually bear anyone but your assigned knight and partner, but" he gave the Stallion a stern glare, "I require your assistance and you will give it to me." He waited a moment and when the Stallion didn't move he decided to try again. He didn't even touch the Stallion before he was pushed to the ground.
The stallion glared at him. Yami couldn't figure it out. Again he got up and something caught his attention. The eye on his glove was no longer glowing. He looked back at the stallion and back at the eye.
//I guess this is a lesson…in humility.//
He lifted his right hand, slightly curved and turned his eyes down. There, he waited. He waited for what felt like him far too long. But, finally, the Stallion nudged his hand with his nose. Yami slowly looked up and smiled in relief.
"Thank-you." He climbed up onto the offered back and twisted his hands in the golden mane. The Stallion turned and took off at an easy trot, picking his way through the forest as easily as if he owned it. Yami allowed himself to relax and looked at his glove. The eye was shining again.
//Now where does the Celtic Guardian fit into all of this?//
Yami Bakura may have been cruel in the past, but he had gotten over that and now cared deeply for the people his light did. He listened to them talk and touched the last remaining puzzle piece. Finally when everyone had put in his or her observations he turned to Yugi.
"Yugi. Did Yami show any signs of being distressed at all in the past few days." The boy thought hard and then nodded.
"He had stopped talking to me, said something was making him uneasy. I just thought that he didn't know what to do with himself now that everything was at peace."
Yami Bakura nodded.
"Give me your deck." Yugi looked surprised, but handed it over. Yami Bakura felt it at once. The soul of the cards was no longer there! All that was left were their images. He looked at Yugi.
"Did you know that Yami has access to his own copy of this deck?" Yugi nodded. Bakura handed the deck back to him. "Go through the cards and draw two. Yugi did as he was told, going through the cards one by one. He drew one, and as his friends watched silently he hesitated over the second one. Bakura took that one from him and told him to go on. Yugi did and finally chose a second one. He then set the deck aside. Bakura took the first of the two cards chosen and flipped it over.
The Celtic Guardian.
He took the second and flipped it over.
Gaia, the Fierce Knight. Only there was no knight. Only the stallion remained in the card. He frowned at this. He heard the others murmur over the changed card but didn't listen. It was the third card that he was interested in. The one that Yugi had hesitated on. He flipped it over and gasped.
The Change of Heart.
He knew what was happening. He looked at Yugi who stared back at him. Violet eyes hopeful. He returned the card face down and put it in the deck.
"Yami will be back. This is a game that only he can play. This is a game that only he has a chance to win." He looked at each of the people in the room. "He's learning the life of the cards and realizing his full destiny as Yu-Gi-Oh. The king of Games. More importantly, of the shadow games."
Yugi looked at him and then down at the remaining piece.
//You are my other half. No matter what anyone says…you won't have to do this alone.//
***More of my notes: So…does anyone like? Should I continue, or give it up right now. Your call!! Click the button in the corner and tell me. Bye!
***My note: Okay…my first Yu-Gi-Oh! Fanfic. Idea stuck in head, won't go away, you know the drill…..
Yami stared down at the cards laid out before him. Something wasn't right but he couldn't figure it out. His light was fine and nothing was threatening anyone so what was the problem. He heard laughter through the link and frowned. Usually it would be enough to make him smile…but not today.
//What is wrong with me?//
He continued staring at the cards laid out before him. It was Yugi's deck but Yami knew them just as well as his light an maybe, just maybe, he might find an answer in them.
He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Relax. He must relax. He let his instinct take over and his hand moved to the third of the five cards placed before him.
The Celtic Guardian…
Funny. He had been expecting the Dark Magician. He looked closer at the card and read its description.
"An elf who learned to wield a sword, he baffles enemies with lightening- swift attacks." His eyes widened and he reread the first part…
//An elf who learned to wield a sword…// Why had he never wondered about that before. Here in his hand was the only Elven warrior. All others either wielded bow or magic. Yet the Celtic Guardian…
//Why would he want to learn to wield a sword?//
:Do you really want to know?:
Yami's head shot up and he looked around his soul room. Nothing was out of place, yet; behind him! He glimpsed it. A youthful figure with long blond hair. It lingered in the shadows that surrounded three sides to his Room. Yami tried to get a better look but the shadows would not let him.
:I'll ask again my Lord, do you really want to know?:
"Know what?" Yami asked suspiciously. He had learned from experience that answering a seemingly innocent question could get you into a lot of trouble.
:Why I learned to wield a sword. Do you, or don't you?:
This question was important. He could feel it. There was something there that was the cause of his unease. He knew his answer before he said it. He needed to know.
"Yes." He felt more than saw the figure smile.
:Thank you my Lord. I knew I could count on you.:
The shadows around Yami shifted and seemed to gather; focusing their energy on the one in them. They shot forth and grabbed Yami causing him to cry out in surprise. Then the darkness consumed him, until there was nothing, not even the darkness…
Yugi's head shot up and he stopped laughing at Joey's antics. Something was wrong. His puzzle was glowing and…disassembling. One by one the pieces were disappearing, into a strange greenish light, till all that was left was the solitary piece hanging on the cord around his neck. His friends watched in horror as it happened, none knowing what to do. Finally it was over and Yugi felt the door to his Soul room close and disappear altogether. Yami was no longer there. It wasn't that he was blocked, it was just that there was nothing to be blocked from. Yugi looked up at Bakura. The white haired boy was clutching his ring close to him, he had gone as pale as his hair.
"Bakura," Yugi spoke in a small voice, "Ask your Yami if he knows what just happened." Bakura just nodded his head. The others watched Yugi in concern as he held the last remaining piece.
/Yami…where did you go?/
Yami shook his head and sat up.
"Where am I.?" He got no answer and honestly wasn't expecting one. He looked down at himself and raised an eyebrow.
His wardrobe had changed. In place of his blue pants, shirt and jacket he was wearing black leather pants and a sleeveless black shirt that was soft but also tight. Over that he was wearing a loose dark blue vest open at the front but with buttons that he could do it up with. The belts around his neck and arms were gone and only the one at his waist was left. One his left arm was a full-length black leather glove and on his right was a shorter elbow length finger-less glove. Everything had the faint patterns of leaves and vines, subtle and delicate. It wasn't at all like the bright bold Egyptian patterns he was use to; except for on the back of the red glove.
There done in gold was the eye of Ra. He felt more comfortable looking at it.
He stood up and looked around. He was in a clearing of some kind deep within a forest.
"Great. I know how to navigate the broad expanse of a desert or the twisted halls of a Palace, but put me in a forest and I'm lost." He sighed and picked a random direction and started walking. He got bored very quickly. Everything was too; well green. He sighed and tried to think of something to do. He thought about what had brought him here.
The Celtic Guardian!
If it was a card that brought him here; than maybe the cards could help him out. He looked himself over and found his cards in a weird case attached to the belt around his waist. He held them in his right hand and the eye on the back of the glove glowed.
//Weird…//
He shrugged and ignored that detail for now. If the cards were going to help them than he would have to focus all his attention on them and their heart. He closed his eyes, and placed his other hand on top of his deck. He drew a deep breath and took the card.
"Gaia the Fierce Knight." He looked at the card. A knight! A knight couldn't be a knight without a horse and a horse would know how to get around in the forest; even if it was a purple stallion. But there was one problem…
"How do I play it?" As soon as he said, that a fierce pain took over the underside of his right wrist. He gasped in pain, but didn't drop either card or deck, even though the pain took him to his knees. When it finally subsided he lay still for a few moments longer and then looked at the area where the pain had come from. Flipping his hand over he was in for another surprise.
There, a part of the glove had disappeared leaving in its place a weird device that looked like it would hold one card. From the feel of it, it was also embedded into his skin. No wonder it had hurt.
"Well, at least it had answered my question." He had once been a Pharaoh and the King of Games. He knew when just to except things and when to fight. Now was one of the times to just except. The cards brought him here and he was going to trust them. He knew the Heart of the cards better than even Yugi or his Grandpa. He shrugged and brought himself back to the present. He had something to do here.
He just didn't know what yet.
He shrugged.
"I play Gaia the Fierce Knight!" He placed the card in the slot on his arm and felt warmth running through his veins. He was blinded for a moment and when he could see, Gaia's Stallion stared back at him. He blinked for a moment, taking in the sight. There was no armor on the horse and no rider. It seemed the cards knew what he wanted, as always.
He smirked and walked up to the Stallion. He placed both hands on it's back, there was no saddle, and prepared to vault onto his back when, at the last second the horse moved. Yami glared up at it from his position on the floor. The Stallion stared back.
The glaring continued even when Yami was back on his feet in his customary stance, feet slightly apart and arms crossed across his chest. The stallion just raised his head, tossed his mane and gave him a haughty look.
As was stated before, he knew when to except and when to fight. His eyes are narrowed and he glared at the Stallion. Now it was time to fight.
"Okay, I know I am not Gaia, and you don't usually bear anyone but your assigned knight and partner, but" he gave the Stallion a stern glare, "I require your assistance and you will give it to me." He waited a moment and when the Stallion didn't move he decided to try again. He didn't even touch the Stallion before he was pushed to the ground.
The stallion glared at him. Yami couldn't figure it out. Again he got up and something caught his attention. The eye on his glove was no longer glowing. He looked back at the stallion and back at the eye.
//I guess this is a lesson…in humility.//
He lifted his right hand, slightly curved and turned his eyes down. There, he waited. He waited for what felt like him far too long. But, finally, the Stallion nudged his hand with his nose. Yami slowly looked up and smiled in relief.
"Thank-you." He climbed up onto the offered back and twisted his hands in the golden mane. The Stallion turned and took off at an easy trot, picking his way through the forest as easily as if he owned it. Yami allowed himself to relax and looked at his glove. The eye was shining again.
//Now where does the Celtic Guardian fit into all of this?//
Yami Bakura may have been cruel in the past, but he had gotten over that and now cared deeply for the people his light did. He listened to them talk and touched the last remaining puzzle piece. Finally when everyone had put in his or her observations he turned to Yugi.
"Yugi. Did Yami show any signs of being distressed at all in the past few days." The boy thought hard and then nodded.
"He had stopped talking to me, said something was making him uneasy. I just thought that he didn't know what to do with himself now that everything was at peace."
Yami Bakura nodded.
"Give me your deck." Yugi looked surprised, but handed it over. Yami Bakura felt it at once. The soul of the cards was no longer there! All that was left were their images. He looked at Yugi.
"Did you know that Yami has access to his own copy of this deck?" Yugi nodded. Bakura handed the deck back to him. "Go through the cards and draw two. Yugi did as he was told, going through the cards one by one. He drew one, and as his friends watched silently he hesitated over the second one. Bakura took that one from him and told him to go on. Yugi did and finally chose a second one. He then set the deck aside. Bakura took the first of the two cards chosen and flipped it over.
The Celtic Guardian.
He took the second and flipped it over.
Gaia, the Fierce Knight. Only there was no knight. Only the stallion remained in the card. He frowned at this. He heard the others murmur over the changed card but didn't listen. It was the third card that he was interested in. The one that Yugi had hesitated on. He flipped it over and gasped.
The Change of Heart.
He knew what was happening. He looked at Yugi who stared back at him. Violet eyes hopeful. He returned the card face down and put it in the deck.
"Yami will be back. This is a game that only he can play. This is a game that only he has a chance to win." He looked at each of the people in the room. "He's learning the life of the cards and realizing his full destiny as Yu-Gi-Oh. The king of Games. More importantly, of the shadow games."
Yugi looked at him and then down at the remaining piece.
//You are my other half. No matter what anyone says…you won't have to do this alone.//
***More of my notes: So…does anyone like? Should I continue, or give it up right now. Your call!! Click the button in the corner and tell me. Bye!
