2.
In a way he whished today had never come, and yet it was the day everything started feeling right. It had started when another's hand had tried to trick them. This hand felt like Seto's, but was completely off. There was no good in the heart that held their fate and that scared the cards.
They sat there and waited silently for their turn, dreading it and welcoming it, just to be able to see what was going on. Megami had come to stand beside him and as he looked at her, she spoke.
"We are against the Pharaoh." This shocked many. They all knew that Seto had wanted an honest duel against him, not another match with darkness.
"This isn't right. It shouldn't be this way. Seto should be there." This hurt the Blue-Eyes. For along time this rivalry had been going on, whether they remembered or not and to be in a duel without Seto backing them felt wrong, more wrong than words could describe.
There had been something almost sacred about the duels between the two, not like this confusion and fear. But Blue-Eyes didn't have much longer to think about it. He felt his call to the field. His brothers looked at him in fear, feeling something was going to happen. Megami stayed impassive but went to them and offered comfort. He turned away from the scene and headed for the field.
//I'll face whatever happens, but I'll do it for Seto.//
He hit the field and took a moment to look around. In front of him he saw the Pharaoh as he had seen him just once before in this time. He looked deeply upset and that usually did not bode well for his opponent.
Speaking of which; he turned and faced the one holding the cards and he snarled in disgust. That was not Seto. Or rather it wasn't anymore. All the cruelty that had resided in Seto was standing there holding Seto's deck. A cry left him, but it wasn't his normal battle cry. This one was directed at that creature and the Pharaoh seemed to understand.
Blue-Eyes watched his eyes narrow and he though that he almost heard a voice in his head.
/You will be helped. You are not alone./
He took comfort in that and did the only thing he could. He called out to the real Seto, wherever he was. It was something he had never done before and he wasn't sure what the reaction would be, but he had to try.
He felt the call reach him and the confusion from his mortal and then everything started going dark. A pain filled him and he cried out.
A virus! He had been injected with a virus and it had been from Seto.
But he trusted Seto, so he let it happen. Even though it hurt both inside and out, he would stand by Seto's decision. He felt himself get weaker and weaker and the Darkness that held this card was confused and was still trying to get him to attack.
Then something stopped the virus and although he was weaker, he was still stronger than his opponent. E turned his head to the side and saw something he hadn't expected to see.
Another man was holding a young, black haired child captive. Seto's younger brother! That was what this duel was for and Pharaoh was the one who needed to win. He felt Seto's desperation from far away and knew what he had to do.
He dropped the shields between them, so when Seto reached out to stop him, it worked.
The Blue-Eyes White Dragon had been sent to the graveyard by his own dueler.
He looked around the depressing place, but didn't have much strength left. Megami had been right. He had died rather than go against Seto. It was strange really. He should have been upset, but instead he felt at peace.
His loyalty had always been with Seto, right up to the end. He remembered when the young man had first held his card and had been determined to get them all. He remembered admiring the determination those eyes had held.
He wished he could see them again.
With the last of his strength, he made himself comfortable and waited for the Reaper of the Cards. But strangely enough, he never came. Instead, shadows had formed a protective barrier around him for what seemed like forever, and then something very odd happened.
His card was moved into the protected home of another deck along with all of Seto's other cards! But by this time, he couldn't even open his eyes.
//At least I won't die alone.//
TBC.
Me: Yes I know there short but I thought it should stop there and I don't have time to write more right now.enjoy!
In a way he whished today had never come, and yet it was the day everything started feeling right. It had started when another's hand had tried to trick them. This hand felt like Seto's, but was completely off. There was no good in the heart that held their fate and that scared the cards.
They sat there and waited silently for their turn, dreading it and welcoming it, just to be able to see what was going on. Megami had come to stand beside him and as he looked at her, she spoke.
"We are against the Pharaoh." This shocked many. They all knew that Seto had wanted an honest duel against him, not another match with darkness.
"This isn't right. It shouldn't be this way. Seto should be there." This hurt the Blue-Eyes. For along time this rivalry had been going on, whether they remembered or not and to be in a duel without Seto backing them felt wrong, more wrong than words could describe.
There had been something almost sacred about the duels between the two, not like this confusion and fear. But Blue-Eyes didn't have much longer to think about it. He felt his call to the field. His brothers looked at him in fear, feeling something was going to happen. Megami stayed impassive but went to them and offered comfort. He turned away from the scene and headed for the field.
//I'll face whatever happens, but I'll do it for Seto.//
He hit the field and took a moment to look around. In front of him he saw the Pharaoh as he had seen him just once before in this time. He looked deeply upset and that usually did not bode well for his opponent.
Speaking of which; he turned and faced the one holding the cards and he snarled in disgust. That was not Seto. Or rather it wasn't anymore. All the cruelty that had resided in Seto was standing there holding Seto's deck. A cry left him, but it wasn't his normal battle cry. This one was directed at that creature and the Pharaoh seemed to understand.
Blue-Eyes watched his eyes narrow and he though that he almost heard a voice in his head.
/You will be helped. You are not alone./
He took comfort in that and did the only thing he could. He called out to the real Seto, wherever he was. It was something he had never done before and he wasn't sure what the reaction would be, but he had to try.
He felt the call reach him and the confusion from his mortal and then everything started going dark. A pain filled him and he cried out.
A virus! He had been injected with a virus and it had been from Seto.
But he trusted Seto, so he let it happen. Even though it hurt both inside and out, he would stand by Seto's decision. He felt himself get weaker and weaker and the Darkness that held this card was confused and was still trying to get him to attack.
Then something stopped the virus and although he was weaker, he was still stronger than his opponent. E turned his head to the side and saw something he hadn't expected to see.
Another man was holding a young, black haired child captive. Seto's younger brother! That was what this duel was for and Pharaoh was the one who needed to win. He felt Seto's desperation from far away and knew what he had to do.
He dropped the shields between them, so when Seto reached out to stop him, it worked.
The Blue-Eyes White Dragon had been sent to the graveyard by his own dueler.
He looked around the depressing place, but didn't have much strength left. Megami had been right. He had died rather than go against Seto. It was strange really. He should have been upset, but instead he felt at peace.
His loyalty had always been with Seto, right up to the end. He remembered when the young man had first held his card and had been determined to get them all. He remembered admiring the determination those eyes had held.
He wished he could see them again.
With the last of his strength, he made himself comfortable and waited for the Reaper of the Cards. But strangely enough, he never came. Instead, shadows had formed a protective barrier around him for what seemed like forever, and then something very odd happened.
His card was moved into the protected home of another deck along with all of Seto's other cards! But by this time, he couldn't even open his eyes.
//At least I won't die alone.//
TBC.
Me: Yes I know there short but I thought it should stop there and I don't have time to write more right now.enjoy!