Helpless
He felt the bond weaken and knew in that instant that everything he cared for was on the line. His Duelist was dying and he couldn't do anything at all. He was only a card and the trouble was in the mortal realm.
It didn't stop it from hurting any less.
A tear ran down the warrior's face and he let it. This was beyond his power and so he turned to try and calm the other cards in the deck. A part of his focus was always on the bond and what was happening.
The cards wanted answers, especially the two Battleguards. One of them was new to the deck but had been gifted through another bond and felt the pain just as he did. He couldn't explain it though, it hurt too much to try and tell them that this could all be over any minute. That they would never be together and would never duel again.
His eyes must have told them all they needed to know and they helped him go among the other cards. Baby Dragon latched on to him and would not let go. He didn't blame it. It was new and one often used by Joey. It was just a child and without the Time Wizard, it didn't understand the pain it could feel from their dueler.
Speaking of the Time Wizard, he looked around for the unusual card and saw it at the border of the deck. It seemed to be talking to another card outside. He was furious. The card didn't even look upset about what was going on around it. He was about to grab for it when he saw the card it was talking to.
The Dark Magician, Yami's favorite.
Dark looked up at him and nodded his head in sympathy. The two seemed to be done their talk and Dark turned away. Somehow seeing the Magician had made him feel better. Something was going on, someone else had a hand in this and that hand held power.
When the surgery began, Joey's pain had intensified. The bleeding the mortals had discovered inside him was killing his unconscious body with pain.
"He won't live through this alone." He looked over to see Swamp Battleguard on his left.
"We need to help him." His counterpart put in.
He nodded and turned to the cards who could now fully feel the pain of their Duelist. Joey's deck held many warrior cards and not just because they were the type of cards he liked. No, Joey held loyalty and family above all else, whether that family be by blood or choice. These were attributes that warrior's prized and when you find them in one who can play the cards, than you bend the rules a bit and make yourself known.
He looked at all the warriors and those who backed them and knew that the loyalty they felt towards Joey was returned by the young mortal. He knew that all he had to do was ask.
"You feel the pain he's in." They nodded. "He needs our help if he is to survive this. He can't handle this pain alone."
"Bring him here."
He looked up into a pair of ruby eyes towering above him. The dragon was braced and ready, all of them were. He reached through the bond and found Joey. Even his soul was in pain, not just from the physical wounds but because of whom had caused them. The pain of betrayal hurt him from within, and matched the abuse from without. In this realm he picked up the child and brought him into the heart of the deck. The cards all had a hand on Red- Eyes and, still holding Joey, he allowed the dragon to curl around him, protecting them and feeding Joey the strength of his cards.
All they could do from their was wait for the mortals to finish.
The Shadow Realm held no time and so they didn't know how long they stayed there, locked in that position. Other cards and decks were curious as to why they joined power and came to stand outside the deck. He was afraid some of the more loathsome cards might try to take some of that power, but soon another deck stood around and guarded them from without. They could make out the forms of a knight, a magician and a warrior.
There guard relaxed, they knew they could wait it out in safety and they did. When the mortals had finished they returned him to his body and turned to their own rest. It was over, for now and they were all safe.
That night the warrior went into Joey's dream and sat beside him.
"I know what you guys did for me."
The warrior stayed silent.
"Thank you for that. I don't know if I can ever repay you all for it, but I promise I'll never forget it."
"That's all we ask."
Me: Short and not that well done I know, but I think it gets the feelings across. I hope you guys like.
He felt the bond weaken and knew in that instant that everything he cared for was on the line. His Duelist was dying and he couldn't do anything at all. He was only a card and the trouble was in the mortal realm.
It didn't stop it from hurting any less.
A tear ran down the warrior's face and he let it. This was beyond his power and so he turned to try and calm the other cards in the deck. A part of his focus was always on the bond and what was happening.
The cards wanted answers, especially the two Battleguards. One of them was new to the deck but had been gifted through another bond and felt the pain just as he did. He couldn't explain it though, it hurt too much to try and tell them that this could all be over any minute. That they would never be together and would never duel again.
His eyes must have told them all they needed to know and they helped him go among the other cards. Baby Dragon latched on to him and would not let go. He didn't blame it. It was new and one often used by Joey. It was just a child and without the Time Wizard, it didn't understand the pain it could feel from their dueler.
Speaking of the Time Wizard, he looked around for the unusual card and saw it at the border of the deck. It seemed to be talking to another card outside. He was furious. The card didn't even look upset about what was going on around it. He was about to grab for it when he saw the card it was talking to.
The Dark Magician, Yami's favorite.
Dark looked up at him and nodded his head in sympathy. The two seemed to be done their talk and Dark turned away. Somehow seeing the Magician had made him feel better. Something was going on, someone else had a hand in this and that hand held power.
When the surgery began, Joey's pain had intensified. The bleeding the mortals had discovered inside him was killing his unconscious body with pain.
"He won't live through this alone." He looked over to see Swamp Battleguard on his left.
"We need to help him." His counterpart put in.
He nodded and turned to the cards who could now fully feel the pain of their Duelist. Joey's deck held many warrior cards and not just because they were the type of cards he liked. No, Joey held loyalty and family above all else, whether that family be by blood or choice. These were attributes that warrior's prized and when you find them in one who can play the cards, than you bend the rules a bit and make yourself known.
He looked at all the warriors and those who backed them and knew that the loyalty they felt towards Joey was returned by the young mortal. He knew that all he had to do was ask.
"You feel the pain he's in." They nodded. "He needs our help if he is to survive this. He can't handle this pain alone."
"Bring him here."
He looked up into a pair of ruby eyes towering above him. The dragon was braced and ready, all of them were. He reached through the bond and found Joey. Even his soul was in pain, not just from the physical wounds but because of whom had caused them. The pain of betrayal hurt him from within, and matched the abuse from without. In this realm he picked up the child and brought him into the heart of the deck. The cards all had a hand on Red- Eyes and, still holding Joey, he allowed the dragon to curl around him, protecting them and feeding Joey the strength of his cards.
All they could do from their was wait for the mortals to finish.
The Shadow Realm held no time and so they didn't know how long they stayed there, locked in that position. Other cards and decks were curious as to why they joined power and came to stand outside the deck. He was afraid some of the more loathsome cards might try to take some of that power, but soon another deck stood around and guarded them from without. They could make out the forms of a knight, a magician and a warrior.
There guard relaxed, they knew they could wait it out in safety and they did. When the mortals had finished they returned him to his body and turned to their own rest. It was over, for now and they were all safe.
That night the warrior went into Joey's dream and sat beside him.
"I know what you guys did for me."
The warrior stayed silent.
"Thank you for that. I don't know if I can ever repay you all for it, but I promise I'll never forget it."
"That's all we ask."
Me: Short and not that well done I know, but I think it gets the feelings across. I hope you guys like.