Anthy: *singing* It's the end of the world as we know it!

Anshi: Oi. You frighten me.

Bastet: I would like to state that this girl here does NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh. She wishes she did. But sorry. Nope. Nada.

Anthy: This is it.

Anshi: Blood! Yea! I'm always accepting ideas and suggestions for character deaths. If you don't like me or anyone else in this, you probably can get them killed if you beg and give me lots of ideas and reviews.

Bastet: Let's get this show on the road.

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Final Destiny

Chapter one: Dreams

A heart does not know
What sorrow it holds
A dream cannot show
The truth it unfolds
Until the sleeper
Awakens

Who is that? What does it want?

Questions Yami asked himself as he awoke, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. The clock said 2 am and Yugi was asleep on the opposite side of the room. Yami fell back onto the air mattress and covered himself with blankets. The dream had been plaguing him for a week now.

Someone's cruel laughter would shake the air, and Yami would see himself in some realm. Blood dripping from his hand and onto random cards in Anthy's deck. Blood. Yes, there was a lot of blood. There was always one thing that hung in the fog. One sentence.

Welcome to the end of the world.

Yami didn't know what it meant. And he always woke up before he would have died. Fear. Yes. Lots of fear. He woke up afraid, no, terrified.

Was there nothing that could be helped?


Yami met with Mankarrah, his sorceress, the next morning in the park. He seemed disturbed. Mankarrah noticed that he seemed thinner than usual, and there were clear signs of sleep loss.

"Something troubling you?" Mankarrah asked. Yami nodded, and explained what was troubling him.

"Dreams, more like prophecies really, or maybe visions of the future." Mankarrah said dully.

Yami looked at his hands, and envisioned them torn open and dripping blood. He shuddered and closed his eyes, trying not to think about it.

"I cannot give you much advice. But..."

Yami looked at Mankarrah.

"Help will come from the most unexpected source." With that, she left.


Yami tossed and turned that night. Someone dark was speaking to him.

(Hello Yami Yugi.)

Who?

(You don't know me, but I know every aspect of your past, present and future.)

What do you want with me?

(I want your blood. One day or two.)

My blood?

(We will duel with the laws of blood.)

...

(Your deck won't be your own.)

Who are you?!

(I am the end of the world.)

End?

(You'll have one day. Farewell Yami.)

Wait!

(But I'll leave you with...)

With?

(THIS!!!)

AAAHHH!

Yami awoke with a start. The sun was rising in the east. He felt weak. He looked at himself in the mirror in the bathroom. There was an ankh-shaped burn on his chest. He winced at the sight of it.

'Less than twenty-four hours before the end of the world.'

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Anthy: The end of the world, more of until the Battle of Blood.

Bastet: Blood. Aren't you supposed to be gone?

Anthy: Oops.