(OK, after the responses have been tallied, all three of them, you want me
to continue, so I am. Here is my prediction about what is going to happen
in season 2 of Yu-Gi-Oh! Adding of course, my own twists. When the next
episodes are aired this will become an alternate ending and I will be
writing it again with an ending based on the newer episodes. So read and
pleases review.)
Moonlady: The meeting of the Penguin Opposition Force will now come to order.
Lady Akhana: Since when are you a judge?
Moonlady: I just always wanted to say that.
Gema J. Gall: Is there any new business?
Star: Yeah, my sources say that the penguins are getting stronger. They are on the verge of launching an all out war!
Lady Akhana: What!?
Star: It's true!
Moonlady: What are we going to do?
Gema J. Gall: We need more people! We are too few to stop this! We need help and more mustard.
Moonlady: But who can we trust? The penguins have spies everywhere.
Star: But it is a good idea.
Lady Akhana: Did anyone hear flapping?
Gema J. Gall: Duck!
Star: No! Penguins!
Lady Akhana: Sorry, false alarm. It was a fan.
Moonlady: Don't scare me like that.
Gema J. Gall: Back to business, were are we going to find helpers?
Star: How about here?
Lady Akhana: You mean other writers?
Moonlady: Great idea! Penguins are illiterate!
Star: But will they believe us?
Lady Akhana: Why don't we ask?
Gema J. Gall: OK, how about it? All you reading this, do you know anything about the penguins? Are you willing to spread mustard and put a stop to their invasion?
Lady Akhana: We need help!
Moonlady: Anyways, please just send an e-mail to princess8light@yahoo.com, or just tell us in your review, that you want to stop the penguins.
Star: My sources will check your background, but since you can read, you are penguin-free.
Gema J. Gall: And watch for updates from the Penguin Opposition Force in this story.
Lady Akhana: And I cannot stress enough consuming mustard, it is your best defense against the penguins.
Moonlady: We have to call this meeting to a close, before the penguins find us.
Lady Akhana: Agreed.
Star: Quick, I have those little packets of mustard they sell for picnics. Enough for everyone.
Gema J. Gall: Yay! We will be safe for the next month.
Lady Akhana: The meeting is at my house next month. I'll be bringing stadium mustard.
Moonlady: And no ketchup!
Gema J. Gall: I will be loading my brother's paint ball gun with mustard capsules. I might have found the ultimate weapon!
Star: Tell me if it works! I might get one for myself.
Gema J. Gall: Sure!
Lady Akhana: We need to go, I really hear flapping now!
Moonlady: Run for it!
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"Before the final rounds begin, I would like to extend my hospitality to those few duelists who made it this far," said Pegasus.
"I don't trust him," muttered Joe. Yu-Gi gave Pegasus a look that could have severed steel.
"Croquet, escort our contests to the next room," gestured Pegasus, before turned and left.
"That rotten, vile, cowardly....." cursed Tristan with a clenched fist. The guard stepped forward and began to usher the duelists into a side room. It was a large party room with big windows and the guests could see the sky had turned dark and sheets of rain were pelting the castle.
"Compliments of Mr.Pegasus as you wait for the last few finalists," said the guard as they entered the room. There was a large table, set up buffet style. It was load with all kinds of food that normal drain a wallet. The contestants looked at it with shock.
"So, he toys with our friends, but tries to be nice to us. What game is he playing?" asked Bakura.
"Hey, food is food," said Bandit Keith. He had stepped forward and was filling his plate three inches over.
"I don't know if I like this," said Tea, her eyes filled with apprehension.
"If Bandit Keith doesn't drop over dead within the next five minutes, the food is probably not poisoned," said Mai.
"Pegasus..." muttered Yu-Gi through gritted teeth. Tempest noticed his voice was back to the way it had been when she first met him.
"What is the matter with you? Too afraid to eat?" taunted Bandit Keith as he sat down, his plate now half empty.
"I am not afraid of anything!" yelled Joe and he walked over and filled up a plate.
"Not afraid! You act just like a little Chihuahua," teased Bandit Keith.
"Take that back!" yelled Joe.
"Cool it," cautioned Tristan. He walked over and put a hand on Joe's shoulder. This put him in line with the buffet. "Hey, this stuff looks pretty good." He began to fill a plate.
"Is that a good idea?" asked Tea. "EEK!" she exclaimed as a large bolt of thunder made the lights blink.
"Well it does look tempting," commented Bakura as he walked to the buffet. Soon Tea and Mai had joined him. The only ones still standing by the door were Martin, Tempest, and Yu-Gi.
Martin tugged on Tempest's hand. "OK, if you want to eat, go ahead," she urged. Martin went to the buffet and Tempest took a seat in the corner. After being tormented by the tantalizing smells from the buffet she too gave in and took a small plate. But her stomach was still turned inside- out from the last duel and she hardly ate. Yu-Gi did the same thing.
Tempest opted to save her meal in her backpack for later. She slipped it into the plastic bag which contained the food she had consumed on the island. Her hands brushed the gift Luther had given her. She smiled as she felt the cool metal and traced the intricate pattern near the top, by the one join it had.
"Why are you two eating alone? Come and sit with us," urged Tea when she noticed the two orphans eating in silence.
"We're OK," said Tempest. "Why, when someone sits alone, do people feel the need to include them? They never seem to talk the loner once they sit down with them. And maybe some people just like being alone, or maybe they like it quiet, where they can listen to the rain."
"No, we want you over here," said Bakura, siding with Tea. Not wanting to make a scene Tempest and Martin complied.
"When I get my hands on Pegasus...." muttered Joe.
"Is he still going on about that?" asked Tristan.
"I just can't believe that creep! He has completely destroyed two families, then acts like we are at a social gathering!" argued Joe, making a growling noise.
"Looks like the little Chihuahua is back," chuckled Tristan.
"Take that back!" demanded Joe.
"Be nice," said Tea, "After all we have visitors." Tempest and Martin bent their heads down.
"So, where are you from?" asked Bakura, trying to make small talk.
"Patmos Town," answered Tempest.
"Isn't that a few miles north of Domino City?" asked Yu-Gi.
"Yeah," agreed Tristan.
"Is that were you are from?" asked Tempest.
"Yes," said Tea.
"So what is your family like? Do you have any brothers or sisters?" asked Joe. Tempest visibly tensed. "What? Did I ask the wrong question?" Tempest nodded.
"You said you wanted a vacation, but your family can't be that bad," stated Yu-Gi.
"It is not what you think," replied Tempest. "I never should have sat down here."
"Then what is it, Just-er...Tempest?" asked Tristan.
"Why did you change your name?" asked Joe, "I mean, do you not like your real name or something?" Tempest gripped the table tighter. Another thunderbolt shook the room.
Tempest said nothing.
"Come on, it cant be that bad," said Joe. Tempest's mouth tightened into a thin, hard line and she turned to face him. She was mad at his persistence.
"My family dumped me at some orphanage the minute they found out I was blind and have had nothing to do with me since," she said, her voice had the consistency of sharpened steel. "All they wanted was a perfect child, and I was a mistake. They have their perfect children now, two perfect brats. They probably have forgotten I even exist." Joe and his friends all had equal shocked expressions on their face.
"Um, sorry I asked," Joe tried to apologize. Tempest turned her head away.
"But you really don't believe you are a mistake?" asked Yu-Gi. Tempest turned to face him.
"No, but that is what my biological family sees me as," she replied. The storm picked up and it began to sound like someone was dumping buckets of water on the castle. "Why can't we talk about the weather, like normal people. The weather doesn't cause these kinds of problems."
"Attention please," announced one of the guards. "The last few finalists have made it." The guard ushered two other people in. "The preliminaries are officially over and anyone without ten star chips have been deported."
"Did anyone else suddenly get the feeling that we would be living out Agatha Christi's book Ten Little Indians?" wondered Tempest.
(AN: Not mine! FYI: In that book the people are trapped on an island and are killed one by one.)
The first person to walk in was wearing a tattered blue vest and old blue jeans. He was completely drenched, from his messy dark brown hair to his ratty sneakers. The person behind him, also completely drenched, was Collin!
"You made it, Mako!" said Yu-Gi as he noticed the first finalist.
"Yes, and somehow I knew I'd find you here," Mako replied as he sat down next to Yu-Gi.
"Hello, Defiance, I'm not at all surprised you made it," said Collin as he sat down.
"I should have known you'd be here also," said Tempest, "But my name is Tempest now."
"OK, whatever, Tempest," said Collin, giving her a weird look, "There is definitely a tempest outside."
"Attention finalists," said the guard when everyone was seated with their food. Bandit Keith was on his fourth and Joe wasn't far behind as he polished off his third. "In a short while the final rounds will begin. If you are successful there, you will have the opportunity to duel Mr.Pegasus for the grand prize. In the final round you will each face some of the top duelers who were hired by Mr.Pegasus for the soul purpose of eliminating you. If you beat your eliminator, you duel Mr.Pegasus, simple enough."
The eliminators walked in. The first was built like a line-backer, but he wore solid black. The next person had a bright red cape and a Mardi Gras mask on. Behind him were two people who had to be twins. They were both bald and had on matching orange outfits, with a weird symbol tattooed on their foreheads. Next came a man who was completely decked out like a cowboy; spurs, hat, holster....the whole nine yards. Then came a woman who had to be an acrobat. She wore a nylon neon jumpsuit and had her light brown hair tied back. Last was a man in a sombrero and poncho. He kept the sombrero down, keeping his face in shadows.
"What are they wearing?" muttered Mai from a nearby table.
"I've got it! I know how I can repay Mai for helping get Martin into the castle!" thought Tempest eagerly has she reached into her backpack.
"Names will be drawn at the conclusion of this meal to determine who you will be facing off against," said the guard as he left. The eliminators helped themselves to the buffet before sitting as far away as they could from the finalists.
"Hey, Tea, why don't you invite them to join us?" teased Joe.
"Grow up," she shot back. Another bolt of thunder shook the whole island. Then the lights went out. There was a brief second of panic and hysterical screaming.
"I don't get what the big deal is," muttered Tempest. The lights went back on and people resumed their meal.
"The names have been drawn," said the guard, "The first round will begin in the next room. The holo-field has been prepared. This way." The guard lead everyone to the next room.
Through a door in the back corner of the party room a dark figure with a zombie like expression was making circular motions with the dishes as he cleaned them. He didn't even bother to take of his long, navy blue trench coat.
Meanwhile, in his private dining room.....
"Croquet, why didn't Panic report in?" asked Pegasus.
"We don't know, Mr.Pegasus. He seemed to have disappeared after a nighttime duel with Yu-Gi Motou," replied the guard.
"So, Yu-Gi has interfered again," said Pegasus, "He will get what is coming to him. I have plans for the young Yu-Gi." He smiled sinisterly and his Millennial Eye glittered slightly beneath his hair.
Moonlady: The meeting of the Penguin Opposition Force will now come to order.
Lady Akhana: Since when are you a judge?
Moonlady: I just always wanted to say that.
Gema J. Gall: Is there any new business?
Star: Yeah, my sources say that the penguins are getting stronger. They are on the verge of launching an all out war!
Lady Akhana: What!?
Star: It's true!
Moonlady: What are we going to do?
Gema J. Gall: We need more people! We are too few to stop this! We need help and more mustard.
Moonlady: But who can we trust? The penguins have spies everywhere.
Star: But it is a good idea.
Lady Akhana: Did anyone hear flapping?
Gema J. Gall: Duck!
Star: No! Penguins!
Lady Akhana: Sorry, false alarm. It was a fan.
Moonlady: Don't scare me like that.
Gema J. Gall: Back to business, were are we going to find helpers?
Star: How about here?
Lady Akhana: You mean other writers?
Moonlady: Great idea! Penguins are illiterate!
Star: But will they believe us?
Lady Akhana: Why don't we ask?
Gema J. Gall: OK, how about it? All you reading this, do you know anything about the penguins? Are you willing to spread mustard and put a stop to their invasion?
Lady Akhana: We need help!
Moonlady: Anyways, please just send an e-mail to princess8light@yahoo.com, or just tell us in your review, that you want to stop the penguins.
Star: My sources will check your background, but since you can read, you are penguin-free.
Gema J. Gall: And watch for updates from the Penguin Opposition Force in this story.
Lady Akhana: And I cannot stress enough consuming mustard, it is your best defense against the penguins.
Moonlady: We have to call this meeting to a close, before the penguins find us.
Lady Akhana: Agreed.
Star: Quick, I have those little packets of mustard they sell for picnics. Enough for everyone.
Gema J. Gall: Yay! We will be safe for the next month.
Lady Akhana: The meeting is at my house next month. I'll be bringing stadium mustard.
Moonlady: And no ketchup!
Gema J. Gall: I will be loading my brother's paint ball gun with mustard capsules. I might have found the ultimate weapon!
Star: Tell me if it works! I might get one for myself.
Gema J. Gall: Sure!
Lady Akhana: We need to go, I really hear flapping now!
Moonlady: Run for it!
**************************************************************************
"Before the final rounds begin, I would like to extend my hospitality to those few duelists who made it this far," said Pegasus.
"I don't trust him," muttered Joe. Yu-Gi gave Pegasus a look that could have severed steel.
"Croquet, escort our contests to the next room," gestured Pegasus, before turned and left.
"That rotten, vile, cowardly....." cursed Tristan with a clenched fist. The guard stepped forward and began to usher the duelists into a side room. It was a large party room with big windows and the guests could see the sky had turned dark and sheets of rain were pelting the castle.
"Compliments of Mr.Pegasus as you wait for the last few finalists," said the guard as they entered the room. There was a large table, set up buffet style. It was load with all kinds of food that normal drain a wallet. The contestants looked at it with shock.
"So, he toys with our friends, but tries to be nice to us. What game is he playing?" asked Bakura.
"Hey, food is food," said Bandit Keith. He had stepped forward and was filling his plate three inches over.
"I don't know if I like this," said Tea, her eyes filled with apprehension.
"If Bandit Keith doesn't drop over dead within the next five minutes, the food is probably not poisoned," said Mai.
"Pegasus..." muttered Yu-Gi through gritted teeth. Tempest noticed his voice was back to the way it had been when she first met him.
"What is the matter with you? Too afraid to eat?" taunted Bandit Keith as he sat down, his plate now half empty.
"I am not afraid of anything!" yelled Joe and he walked over and filled up a plate.
"Not afraid! You act just like a little Chihuahua," teased Bandit Keith.
"Take that back!" yelled Joe.
"Cool it," cautioned Tristan. He walked over and put a hand on Joe's shoulder. This put him in line with the buffet. "Hey, this stuff looks pretty good." He began to fill a plate.
"Is that a good idea?" asked Tea. "EEK!" she exclaimed as a large bolt of thunder made the lights blink.
"Well it does look tempting," commented Bakura as he walked to the buffet. Soon Tea and Mai had joined him. The only ones still standing by the door were Martin, Tempest, and Yu-Gi.
Martin tugged on Tempest's hand. "OK, if you want to eat, go ahead," she urged. Martin went to the buffet and Tempest took a seat in the corner. After being tormented by the tantalizing smells from the buffet she too gave in and took a small plate. But her stomach was still turned inside- out from the last duel and she hardly ate. Yu-Gi did the same thing.
Tempest opted to save her meal in her backpack for later. She slipped it into the plastic bag which contained the food she had consumed on the island. Her hands brushed the gift Luther had given her. She smiled as she felt the cool metal and traced the intricate pattern near the top, by the one join it had.
"Why are you two eating alone? Come and sit with us," urged Tea when she noticed the two orphans eating in silence.
"We're OK," said Tempest. "Why, when someone sits alone, do people feel the need to include them? They never seem to talk the loner once they sit down with them. And maybe some people just like being alone, or maybe they like it quiet, where they can listen to the rain."
"No, we want you over here," said Bakura, siding with Tea. Not wanting to make a scene Tempest and Martin complied.
"When I get my hands on Pegasus...." muttered Joe.
"Is he still going on about that?" asked Tristan.
"I just can't believe that creep! He has completely destroyed two families, then acts like we are at a social gathering!" argued Joe, making a growling noise.
"Looks like the little Chihuahua is back," chuckled Tristan.
"Take that back!" demanded Joe.
"Be nice," said Tea, "After all we have visitors." Tempest and Martin bent their heads down.
"So, where are you from?" asked Bakura, trying to make small talk.
"Patmos Town," answered Tempest.
"Isn't that a few miles north of Domino City?" asked Yu-Gi.
"Yeah," agreed Tristan.
"Is that were you are from?" asked Tempest.
"Yes," said Tea.
"So what is your family like? Do you have any brothers or sisters?" asked Joe. Tempest visibly tensed. "What? Did I ask the wrong question?" Tempest nodded.
"You said you wanted a vacation, but your family can't be that bad," stated Yu-Gi.
"It is not what you think," replied Tempest. "I never should have sat down here."
"Then what is it, Just-er...Tempest?" asked Tristan.
"Why did you change your name?" asked Joe, "I mean, do you not like your real name or something?" Tempest gripped the table tighter. Another thunderbolt shook the room.
Tempest said nothing.
"Come on, it cant be that bad," said Joe. Tempest's mouth tightened into a thin, hard line and she turned to face him. She was mad at his persistence.
"My family dumped me at some orphanage the minute they found out I was blind and have had nothing to do with me since," she said, her voice had the consistency of sharpened steel. "All they wanted was a perfect child, and I was a mistake. They have their perfect children now, two perfect brats. They probably have forgotten I even exist." Joe and his friends all had equal shocked expressions on their face.
"Um, sorry I asked," Joe tried to apologize. Tempest turned her head away.
"But you really don't believe you are a mistake?" asked Yu-Gi. Tempest turned to face him.
"No, but that is what my biological family sees me as," she replied. The storm picked up and it began to sound like someone was dumping buckets of water on the castle. "Why can't we talk about the weather, like normal people. The weather doesn't cause these kinds of problems."
"Attention please," announced one of the guards. "The last few finalists have made it." The guard ushered two other people in. "The preliminaries are officially over and anyone without ten star chips have been deported."
"Did anyone else suddenly get the feeling that we would be living out Agatha Christi's book Ten Little Indians?" wondered Tempest.
(AN: Not mine! FYI: In that book the people are trapped on an island and are killed one by one.)
The first person to walk in was wearing a tattered blue vest and old blue jeans. He was completely drenched, from his messy dark brown hair to his ratty sneakers. The person behind him, also completely drenched, was Collin!
"You made it, Mako!" said Yu-Gi as he noticed the first finalist.
"Yes, and somehow I knew I'd find you here," Mako replied as he sat down next to Yu-Gi.
"Hello, Defiance, I'm not at all surprised you made it," said Collin as he sat down.
"I should have known you'd be here also," said Tempest, "But my name is Tempest now."
"OK, whatever, Tempest," said Collin, giving her a weird look, "There is definitely a tempest outside."
"Attention finalists," said the guard when everyone was seated with their food. Bandit Keith was on his fourth and Joe wasn't far behind as he polished off his third. "In a short while the final rounds will begin. If you are successful there, you will have the opportunity to duel Mr.Pegasus for the grand prize. In the final round you will each face some of the top duelers who were hired by Mr.Pegasus for the soul purpose of eliminating you. If you beat your eliminator, you duel Mr.Pegasus, simple enough."
The eliminators walked in. The first was built like a line-backer, but he wore solid black. The next person had a bright red cape and a Mardi Gras mask on. Behind him were two people who had to be twins. They were both bald and had on matching orange outfits, with a weird symbol tattooed on their foreheads. Next came a man who was completely decked out like a cowboy; spurs, hat, holster....the whole nine yards. Then came a woman who had to be an acrobat. She wore a nylon neon jumpsuit and had her light brown hair tied back. Last was a man in a sombrero and poncho. He kept the sombrero down, keeping his face in shadows.
"What are they wearing?" muttered Mai from a nearby table.
"I've got it! I know how I can repay Mai for helping get Martin into the castle!" thought Tempest eagerly has she reached into her backpack.
"Names will be drawn at the conclusion of this meal to determine who you will be facing off against," said the guard as he left. The eliminators helped themselves to the buffet before sitting as far away as they could from the finalists.
"Hey, Tea, why don't you invite them to join us?" teased Joe.
"Grow up," she shot back. Another bolt of thunder shook the whole island. Then the lights went out. There was a brief second of panic and hysterical screaming.
"I don't get what the big deal is," muttered Tempest. The lights went back on and people resumed their meal.
"The names have been drawn," said the guard, "The first round will begin in the next room. The holo-field has been prepared. This way." The guard lead everyone to the next room.
Through a door in the back corner of the party room a dark figure with a zombie like expression was making circular motions with the dishes as he cleaned them. He didn't even bother to take of his long, navy blue trench coat.
Meanwhile, in his private dining room.....
"Croquet, why didn't Panic report in?" asked Pegasus.
"We don't know, Mr.Pegasus. He seemed to have disappeared after a nighttime duel with Yu-Gi Motou," replied the guard.
"So, Yu-Gi has interfered again," said Pegasus, "He will get what is coming to him. I have plans for the young Yu-Gi." He smiled sinisterly and his Millennial Eye glittered slightly beneath his hair.