AN: This is my first time posting a fanfic, so please try not to be too
hard on me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh
Summary: Something is terribly wrong. The creatures of the Shadow Realm are starting to appear at random in the mortal world, causing havoc and chaos for the wizard society of Harry Potter. Yugi, Ryou, and Malik are drawn into a world of strange, unfamiliar charms and enchantments where they must help the modern-day sorcerers against the darkness threatening to overwhelm them.
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Chapter 1
"What are we going to do about all these appearances?"
"I don't know. There is very little we can do until we learn more about the cause of this-series of disturbances."
"Yes, I suppose you're right. All we can do now is wait, see what the Dark Lord has in store for us and try to deal with it. However, I have to say that it is very distressing being forced to face You-know-who and this new-force with so little to prepare us. I wish we knew more."
"As do I. But as you stated yourself, all we can do is wait . . ."
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"Yugi! Breakfast's ready!"
Yugi groaned, pulling his blanket over his head. "Just a few more minutes . . ."
// Yugi, it is time to wake up. //
/ . . . /
// Come on, Aibou, your friends are calling you. When I was in Egypt, we all had to rise with the sun. //
/ But we're not in Egypt. /
"Yugi!"
"All right, all right! I'm up!"
It was roughly one year since the Battle City incident and Yugi now lived with Ryou and Malik. The three had become good friends and, though their yamis still despised each other, they were learning to cope with one another's existence. They had flown to England for a well-earned vacation and currently were staying in a house owned by Ryou's father, who was at an archeological dig in Egypt. So the three teens and their others had the house all to themselves. This was fortunate for modern technology plus ancient Egyptian spirits equaled total mayhem.
The first time their yamis had decided to try cooking, they had nearly burnt the house to the ground, thus leading Malik to ban them from the kitchen. The white-blonde Egyptian himself was, to the surprise of both his friends, an excellent cook.
The doorbell rang and there was the sound of several magazines and various other items being shoved through the mail slot, hitting the hardwood floor with a loud slap.
"I'll get it!" Yugi yelled as he came down the stars.
He padded down the carpeted hall and bent to scoop up the pile of papers scattered on the bare floor before the front door. As he did so, an envelope of heavy yellow parchment caught his eye.
Yugi dumped the mail on the kitchen table and took a seat beside Ryou, picking up the envelope and examining it curiously. The words done in emerald green ink clearly addressed the letter to him and his two friends.
"What's that and who's it from?" Malik asked, peering over Yugi's shoulder after setting several steaming plates down on the table's polished, circular surface. "Ishtar! Put that sword back on the wall! It belongs to Ryou's father and is an extremely valuable antique. Keep your hands off it unless you plan on paying for the damages!" Malik barked, catching sight of his darker lifting the gold-hilted blade from the straps that held it to its plaque on the hallway wall.
Ishtar slid the weapon back into place and went upstairs looking sulky. Malik turned back to Yugi, satisfied.
"I don't know. It doesn't say."
"Well, open it," Ryou said, putting down his fork to join the other two.
Just as Yugi was about to do so, they were interrupted by a loud crash from the floor above followed by a continuous flow of Egyptian curses. Ryou winced. Turning away he began walking toward the stars.
"I'd better go see what they've done now."
There was another loud crash complemented by the sound of breaking glass. Malik took off after Ryou and Yugi dropped the letter, running for the staircase. Whatever Bakura and Ishtar were up to upstairs, it sounded like something else in the house would need to be fixed or replaced. And, as always, it was going to be a very "eventful", very long day.
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J.S.: Hope you liked it. Please R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh
Summary: Something is terribly wrong. The creatures of the Shadow Realm are starting to appear at random in the mortal world, causing havoc and chaos for the wizard society of Harry Potter. Yugi, Ryou, and Malik are drawn into a world of strange, unfamiliar charms and enchantments where they must help the modern-day sorcerers against the darkness threatening to overwhelm them.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 1
"What are we going to do about all these appearances?"
"I don't know. There is very little we can do until we learn more about the cause of this-series of disturbances."
"Yes, I suppose you're right. All we can do now is wait, see what the Dark Lord has in store for us and try to deal with it. However, I have to say that it is very distressing being forced to face You-know-who and this new-force with so little to prepare us. I wish we knew more."
"As do I. But as you stated yourself, all we can do is wait . . ."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Yugi! Breakfast's ready!"
Yugi groaned, pulling his blanket over his head. "Just a few more minutes . . ."
// Yugi, it is time to wake up. //
/ . . . /
// Come on, Aibou, your friends are calling you. When I was in Egypt, we all had to rise with the sun. //
/ But we're not in Egypt. /
"Yugi!"
"All right, all right! I'm up!"
It was roughly one year since the Battle City incident and Yugi now lived with Ryou and Malik. The three had become good friends and, though their yamis still despised each other, they were learning to cope with one another's existence. They had flown to England for a well-earned vacation and currently were staying in a house owned by Ryou's father, who was at an archeological dig in Egypt. So the three teens and their others had the house all to themselves. This was fortunate for modern technology plus ancient Egyptian spirits equaled total mayhem.
The first time their yamis had decided to try cooking, they had nearly burnt the house to the ground, thus leading Malik to ban them from the kitchen. The white-blonde Egyptian himself was, to the surprise of both his friends, an excellent cook.
The doorbell rang and there was the sound of several magazines and various other items being shoved through the mail slot, hitting the hardwood floor with a loud slap.
"I'll get it!" Yugi yelled as he came down the stars.
He padded down the carpeted hall and bent to scoop up the pile of papers scattered on the bare floor before the front door. As he did so, an envelope of heavy yellow parchment caught his eye.
Yugi dumped the mail on the kitchen table and took a seat beside Ryou, picking up the envelope and examining it curiously. The words done in emerald green ink clearly addressed the letter to him and his two friends.
"What's that and who's it from?" Malik asked, peering over Yugi's shoulder after setting several steaming plates down on the table's polished, circular surface. "Ishtar! Put that sword back on the wall! It belongs to Ryou's father and is an extremely valuable antique. Keep your hands off it unless you plan on paying for the damages!" Malik barked, catching sight of his darker lifting the gold-hilted blade from the straps that held it to its plaque on the hallway wall.
Ishtar slid the weapon back into place and went upstairs looking sulky. Malik turned back to Yugi, satisfied.
"I don't know. It doesn't say."
"Well, open it," Ryou said, putting down his fork to join the other two.
Just as Yugi was about to do so, they were interrupted by a loud crash from the floor above followed by a continuous flow of Egyptian curses. Ryou winced. Turning away he began walking toward the stars.
"I'd better go see what they've done now."
There was another loud crash complemented by the sound of breaking glass. Malik took off after Ryou and Yugi dropped the letter, running for the staircase. Whatever Bakura and Ishtar were up to upstairs, it sounded like something else in the house would need to be fixed or replaced. And, as always, it was going to be a very "eventful", very long day.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
J.S.: Hope you liked it. Please R&R