Woah, it's been four months already? I'm sorry! I hope this huge (for me anyway) chapter makes up for my tardiness...
Disclaimer:
Only people named Kazuki Takahashi own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Kazuki Takahashi is a person's name IF AND ONLY IF he is male.
I am female.
Therefore, my name is not Kazuki Takahashi.
Therefore, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Don't sue me.
Warnings: Majorly, MAJORLY OOC Seto, weirdness, and zombies. Possible shounen-ai, if you squint.
CHAPTER FOUR
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*Third Person/Shade's POV*
Yami cowered behind the computers, mumbling under his breath, arms wrapped around his knees, which were tucked up under his chin.
"I'm just dreaming, I'm just dreaming, this is only a dream, I'll wake up in a little while, this is just a dream..."
Malik sighed and sweatdropped.
"I don't think we're dreaming, Yami."
"There's an easy way to find out." Marik jumped into the conversation, peeping out from behind the computers for a minute before dropping back down with his back to the machines.
"How?" Seto chirped curiously. Marik sweatdropped at his friend's out-of-character-ness, then briefly explained his plot.
"We'll each look at them and describe them. If our descriptions tally, then we aren't dreaming."
"I knew my genius would rub off on you someday, brother!" Malik threw an arm around Marik's shoulders and grinned cheesily. Marik turned his head and grinned back at his brother.
"YOUR genius rub off on ME? It's the other way around."
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yah-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yah-HUH!"
"Grr!"
"GRR!"
Yami sighed and turned away from the two scowling brothers.
"Who's going to go first?"
"Oooh, me! Me!" Seto squealed, waving one hand in the air as he bounced hyperly. Yami just sighed defeatedly.
"Okay, Seto. You first." The brunette popped his head over the edge of the computer banks and began relating what he saw.
"Okies, there's a blonde guy who's almost as tall as me with brown eyes and a green jacket, a really really short guy with hair like Yami's without the blonde streaks and big purple eyes, and two guys with white hair and brown eyes. One of them's taller than the other, his hair's wilder, and his eyes are meaner." Seto nodded importantly and sat down. Yami raised one eyebrow.
"Okies? Eh... Okay..." He poked his head up and took a cursory glance around, then nodded.
"Tall blond, short spikehead, white-haired twins... Tallies with Seto's description. Mokuba?" Seto's little brother had to stand to get a good look at the four confused item-spirits, but once he had seen, he too confirmed his brother's description of them.
"Mokuba sees them too... So, either he's nuts, or they're not hallucinations after all." Yami bobbed his head thoughtfully.
At this point, one of the alleged hallucinations poked his head over the computer banks and chirped cheerily at the startled group of boys.
"Mokuba's not nuts, we're not hallucinations!" Seto blinked confusedly at the boy.
"So where'd you come from?"
A white head popped over the edge next to the blonde's.
"From those ornaments that are, for the most part, hanging around your neck. You'll remember eventually."
"Remember what? Who are you people? WHAT are you people?" Yami drew himself up to his full height (all 5'7" of it), crimson eyes flashing. The white haired boy just chuckled, shook his head and sighed.
"It's a long story. A very long story." He chewed lightly on his lower lip, and absently brushed a strand of snowy hair out of his face. "Where do I start?"
The littlest one popped his head over the computers- just barely- and smiled sunnily.
"How 'bout... Mmm, I dunno, what do you think, Katsu?" The blond wrinkled his nose at the small one and whined annoyedly.
"YUU-gi! I thought I asked ya to call me Jou, not Katsu- it makes me sound like a girl!" Seto blinked, tilted his head, then grinned.
"Katsu? Sounds like a name for a puppy!" The blond cringed.
"Aw, maaan..."
Seto's grin grew quite a bit more manic.
"Puppy, do ya like your name?"
"I'm not a puppy!" Katsu-erm, Jou, pouted.
"Fine. Puppy." Jou began to retaliate, then sighed.
"...I can't win this one, can I?"
A chorus from the brown-haired CEO, the white-haired twins and his spike-haired best friend.
"Nope!"
"...I hate you all."
The blond pouted, then turned to Mokuba.
"Short stuff, can't you help me out a little here? Be the rational one?"
Mokuba blinked his big, mossy eyes a few times, then shrugged.
"I don't think they mean us any harm, and they DID offer to help us move the pods so we can try 'em out.... I see no harm in taking them up on their offer."
The blond grinned hugely.
"Ya see? The little guy trusts us, don'cha trust his judgement on stuff? C'mon, just tell us where to move these things, and we'll move 'em."
The four teenaged boys looked at each other, looked at Mokuba, then shrugged.
"Works for me." Yami murmured nonchalantly to Malik, Marik and Seto, before stepping forward and bowing formally to the four new boys.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, minna-san. Boku no namae wa Mutou Yami desu. Yoroshiku."
Four sets of perplexed eyes pinned him.
"What in the name of Ammut was THAT?" The taller white-haired boy exclaimed, evidently clueless, and irked at his lack of knowledge.
Yami quirked an eyebrow.
"Umm... an introduction? I just told you good morning, that my last name is Mutou, first name is Yami, and that it was nice to meet you." He then paused and blinked. "Wait a second, you've been speaking and understanding Japanese ever since you randomly appeared in front of us. Why didn't you understand my introduction?"
"Because we gleaned all the japanese we know from what you've been thinking, and you don't randomly introduce yourself in your heads." The slightly shorter white-haired boy piped up.
Dead silence reigned for a few minutes... until, of course, the taller snow-haired teen spoke up.
"So. Are we going to move those box things or not?"
"Okieday!" Seto lightly skipped over to the nearest pod and rested a hand on it.
"Puppy, you, me, Yam man, Malikky, and short Yami duplicate boy get to move this one over there." He pointed at a spot roughly fifteen feet away. "Marikky, whitey-hairs, and Mokuba get that one over there." He pointed at another pod; this one to his left. "And they move it over there." He pointed to a spot about a foot and a half from the spot he had pointed out as their pod's final resting place.
Yami quirked an eyebrow, then shrugged.
"Yam man...? If you say so, Seto. Come on, Malik."
"I am not just a duplicate of Yami." The short spike-headed boy pouted, before going over and heaving at the pod with Yami, Malik, his blond friend, and Seto.
Yami grunted softly as he lifted.
"Well.... what's your name.... then?" He gasped, as they shuffled towards the spot Seto had chosen for the pod, trembling under the weight of the piece of equipment.
"Y-Yuugi... OOPH!" There was a unified grunt, as both teams of teenaged bishonen set down their burdens.
"Goddamn, Seto, these things are fuckin' HEAVY!" Marik grumbled, stretching and wincing as his back cracked. He was then clobbered over the head by a flying wrench.
"LANGUAGE! Mokuba, remember?"
Marik death glared at the wrench-flinger, AKA his twin, Malik.
"Shut your pie hole."
"Make me, dorkface."
"Asswipe."
"Dickwad."
"Schmuck."
"Tightass."
"Fucker."
They were then both clobbered by Seto.
"MIND YOUR LANGUAGE ALREADY!" He roared.
"Yessir..." Was the terrified reply from the Egyptian twins.
Seto at once dropped his weapon- a large, hardback book- and grinned sunnily.
"Okay then! Let's get those other two pods into position!"
"Yeah, yeah..." Malik muttered.
"Slavedriver..." His brother added, under his breath.
Another few minutes of heaving and ho-ing later, all four pods were connected to the main computer and ready to go.
"Okies! Now, who wants to go into the virtual world with me?" Seto chirped, half into a pod already.
"I'm in, but wait a minute before you start, Seto." Yami turned and narrowed his eyes at the four item spirits. "You, Katsuya, and Yuugi, you come with us. That way, you and your friends can't pull anything funny on us- if we go down, so do you."
Yuugi smiled widely, and nodded.
"Okay, Yami- this'll be fun!"
Katsuya grinned, too.
"I 'gree. This's gonna be SO awesome."
Yami blinked, then shrugged and climbed in his pod, mirrored by Seto, Katsuya and Yuugi.
"Okay, decks go in the little drawer-thingees." Seto instructed them calmly, popping his own deck into the small drawer and sliding it shut.
"Umm.... aww, crapola, I don't have a deck..." Katsuya mumbled. Yuugi sighed.
"Check in your soul room, Jou."
"Oh." There was a little poof as Jou vanished, and a similar poof as he reappeared.
"Got it!"
Yami and Seto shook their heads hard, and sighed.
"Everyone ready?" Seto called cheerily.
A chorus of "Yeah!"s answered him.
"Okies... Fire 'em up, Mokuba!"
"You got it!" The black-haired boy flipped a few switches, then hit a small, blue button. There was a brilliant flash of light as the four boys were sucked into the virtual world.
Then, of course, the real fun began.
First, the ground began to shake.
"EARTHQUAKE!" Bakura yelped, throwing himself on top of his brother, shielding Ryou from the falling chunks of concrete and plaster with his body, while Malik and Marik huddled in a corner like scared kittens, and Mokuba looked lost.
BOOM... BOOM... BOOM...
Ryou tensed and looked towards the door as SOMETHING slammed against it repeatedly. Bakura just smirked, relaxing and standing up.
"It's okay, baka. Whatever's out there can't get in to us."
The booming became fainter as he spoke. "See? Whatever it is, it's giving up al....rea...dy...." He trailed off, staring in horror as the door began rusting before his eyes.
Boom... Boom..... WAKKARASHBOOM! The rusted doors shattered with a deafening crash, and Bakura immediately shoved his brother behind him, snatched a crowbar from a pile of tools and, holding it up defensively, tensed to fight. One glimpse of the THINGS that had shattered the door, however, was enough to knock his makeshift weapon right out of his hands.
They looked like rejects from a b-rated horror film, disgusting from their rotting, shrunken heads to their worm-eaten, slime-dripping, crumbling toes. There was only one name for such creatures: Zombies. And, judging from the determined way in which they were staggering towards the small group of teenagers, they were cannibalistic ones.
"This looks bad...." Ryou murmured, backing away from the approaching creatures. "This looks very bad indeed." His brother just nodded, pale but determined to sell his life dearly.
*Shade's POV*
At this point, however, I was sucked into the virtual world... and let me tell you something, it was a wild ride! From here on out, i'll be narrating events in the virtual world... Sakura'll handle things in real life, I guess.
*Sakura's POV*
I'm Sakura, the youngest Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Um... Not much to say about me... The battle's just about to start. Those boys (And girls... Honestly, my sister's as bad as that hyper rascal of a Dark Magician) and their dramatic entrances...
Mokuba pressed himself back against the wall, his green eyes filled with terror as the zombies pressed in to try and get a bite at his throat.
"B-big brother... help..." Unfortunately, his big brother couldn't hear him. However, just as he had resigned himself to being the zombies' breakfast... KRSSSSSH! One wall of the not-entirely-underground basement literally exploded, flooding the room with light.
"Chaos Scepter Blast!" There was a flash of black light and a puff of foul-smelling smoke, and when the air cleared, the only trace of the zombies was a pile of ash. Mokuba looked up, startled, to see...
"The Magician of Black Chaos...?" He squeaked, amazed.
Malik blinked, then turned to his brother.
"Is it just me, or did a bunch of Duel Monsters just save our asses?"
"It wasn't just you, bro." Marik stared, nonplussed, as a short girl with dragon claws and wings slashed away at the zombies. (A.N. Ryuujin. She's partly transformed, but she can't go the whole way, the basement's too small for her fully-transformed dragon body)
Ryou cheered wildly as our small group of magicians completely annihilated the zombies.
"YEAH! GO GETTUM! WOOOOO!"
His brother just watched, shaking his head.
"And he's not even as hyper as Yuugi would be if he was here..." Bakura sighed.
*Shade's POV*
Speaking of Yuugi, he was just awakening to (virtual) reality.
"Whaa-?"
Yami bent over him.
"You're awake, I see." He helped Yuugi to his feet.
"You took awhile, you know. Seto, Katsuya and I have already chosen our teammates."
"Huh?" Well, Yami just melted under the cute look. "Teammates?"
"Y-yeah... that's how this game works. You choose one monster from your deck to remain with you throughout the game... sort of your primary protector. If he or she dies, you have to replace him or her ASAP, or your life points take all the hits he or she would have taken."
"Coolios! Can I choose the Dark Magician?" Yami shook his head, amused.
"I took the Dark Magician already, so who are you going to choose instead?"
"Umm..." He frowned, then perked up.
"The Magician of Black Chaos!"
YES! Akuma's gonna be here too! WOOHOO! Pity the others won't be here to see this. This is gonna be so COOL!
*Sakura's POV*
Unfortunately for Ryou, just then a set of midnight-black claws solidified from the shadows and backhanded him into a wall. He groaned faintly, then collapsed in a heap, completely out of it. The small group of teenagers recoiled in terror as two unearthly black dragons emerged from the darkness, weaving their long, serpentine bodies in a complex pattern before letting out simultaneous roars and bursts of dark flame, narrowly missing his slumped, limp form.
And there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. Any attack we try could easily ricochet and kill him. This is bad. This is very bad indeed.
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I'm bad. My first chapter in nearly four months and I end it with a cliffhanger. Feh. Ah well, at least now I can lead on through the good ideas I have. Next chapter: Whee! Virtual fun-ness! Seeya soon(ish!)
And don't forget to R&R!
Disclaimer:
Only people named Kazuki Takahashi own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Kazuki Takahashi is a person's name IF AND ONLY IF he is male.
I am female.
Therefore, my name is not Kazuki Takahashi.
Therefore, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Don't sue me.
Warnings: Majorly, MAJORLY OOC Seto, weirdness, and zombies. Possible shounen-ai, if you squint.
CHAPTER FOUR
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*Third Person/Shade's POV*
Yami cowered behind the computers, mumbling under his breath, arms wrapped around his knees, which were tucked up under his chin.
"I'm just dreaming, I'm just dreaming, this is only a dream, I'll wake up in a little while, this is just a dream..."
Malik sighed and sweatdropped.
"I don't think we're dreaming, Yami."
"There's an easy way to find out." Marik jumped into the conversation, peeping out from behind the computers for a minute before dropping back down with his back to the machines.
"How?" Seto chirped curiously. Marik sweatdropped at his friend's out-of-character-ness, then briefly explained his plot.
"We'll each look at them and describe them. If our descriptions tally, then we aren't dreaming."
"I knew my genius would rub off on you someday, brother!" Malik threw an arm around Marik's shoulders and grinned cheesily. Marik turned his head and grinned back at his brother.
"YOUR genius rub off on ME? It's the other way around."
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yah-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yah-HUH!"
"Grr!"
"GRR!"
Yami sighed and turned away from the two scowling brothers.
"Who's going to go first?"
"Oooh, me! Me!" Seto squealed, waving one hand in the air as he bounced hyperly. Yami just sighed defeatedly.
"Okay, Seto. You first." The brunette popped his head over the edge of the computer banks and began relating what he saw.
"Okies, there's a blonde guy who's almost as tall as me with brown eyes and a green jacket, a really really short guy with hair like Yami's without the blonde streaks and big purple eyes, and two guys with white hair and brown eyes. One of them's taller than the other, his hair's wilder, and his eyes are meaner." Seto nodded importantly and sat down. Yami raised one eyebrow.
"Okies? Eh... Okay..." He poked his head up and took a cursory glance around, then nodded.
"Tall blond, short spikehead, white-haired twins... Tallies with Seto's description. Mokuba?" Seto's little brother had to stand to get a good look at the four confused item-spirits, but once he had seen, he too confirmed his brother's description of them.
"Mokuba sees them too... So, either he's nuts, or they're not hallucinations after all." Yami bobbed his head thoughtfully.
At this point, one of the alleged hallucinations poked his head over the computer banks and chirped cheerily at the startled group of boys.
"Mokuba's not nuts, we're not hallucinations!" Seto blinked confusedly at the boy.
"So where'd you come from?"
A white head popped over the edge next to the blonde's.
"From those ornaments that are, for the most part, hanging around your neck. You'll remember eventually."
"Remember what? Who are you people? WHAT are you people?" Yami drew himself up to his full height (all 5'7" of it), crimson eyes flashing. The white haired boy just chuckled, shook his head and sighed.
"It's a long story. A very long story." He chewed lightly on his lower lip, and absently brushed a strand of snowy hair out of his face. "Where do I start?"
The littlest one popped his head over the computers- just barely- and smiled sunnily.
"How 'bout... Mmm, I dunno, what do you think, Katsu?" The blond wrinkled his nose at the small one and whined annoyedly.
"YUU-gi! I thought I asked ya to call me Jou, not Katsu- it makes me sound like a girl!" Seto blinked, tilted his head, then grinned.
"Katsu? Sounds like a name for a puppy!" The blond cringed.
"Aw, maaan..."
Seto's grin grew quite a bit more manic.
"Puppy, do ya like your name?"
"I'm not a puppy!" Katsu-erm, Jou, pouted.
"Fine. Puppy." Jou began to retaliate, then sighed.
"...I can't win this one, can I?"
A chorus from the brown-haired CEO, the white-haired twins and his spike-haired best friend.
"Nope!"
"...I hate you all."
The blond pouted, then turned to Mokuba.
"Short stuff, can't you help me out a little here? Be the rational one?"
Mokuba blinked his big, mossy eyes a few times, then shrugged.
"I don't think they mean us any harm, and they DID offer to help us move the pods so we can try 'em out.... I see no harm in taking them up on their offer."
The blond grinned hugely.
"Ya see? The little guy trusts us, don'cha trust his judgement on stuff? C'mon, just tell us where to move these things, and we'll move 'em."
The four teenaged boys looked at each other, looked at Mokuba, then shrugged.
"Works for me." Yami murmured nonchalantly to Malik, Marik and Seto, before stepping forward and bowing formally to the four new boys.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, minna-san. Boku no namae wa Mutou Yami desu. Yoroshiku."
Four sets of perplexed eyes pinned him.
"What in the name of Ammut was THAT?" The taller white-haired boy exclaimed, evidently clueless, and irked at his lack of knowledge.
Yami quirked an eyebrow.
"Umm... an introduction? I just told you good morning, that my last name is Mutou, first name is Yami, and that it was nice to meet you." He then paused and blinked. "Wait a second, you've been speaking and understanding Japanese ever since you randomly appeared in front of us. Why didn't you understand my introduction?"
"Because we gleaned all the japanese we know from what you've been thinking, and you don't randomly introduce yourself in your heads." The slightly shorter white-haired boy piped up.
Dead silence reigned for a few minutes... until, of course, the taller snow-haired teen spoke up.
"So. Are we going to move those box things or not?"
"Okieday!" Seto lightly skipped over to the nearest pod and rested a hand on it.
"Puppy, you, me, Yam man, Malikky, and short Yami duplicate boy get to move this one over there." He pointed at a spot roughly fifteen feet away. "Marikky, whitey-hairs, and Mokuba get that one over there." He pointed at another pod; this one to his left. "And they move it over there." He pointed to a spot about a foot and a half from the spot he had pointed out as their pod's final resting place.
Yami quirked an eyebrow, then shrugged.
"Yam man...? If you say so, Seto. Come on, Malik."
"I am not just a duplicate of Yami." The short spike-headed boy pouted, before going over and heaving at the pod with Yami, Malik, his blond friend, and Seto.
Yami grunted softly as he lifted.
"Well.... what's your name.... then?" He gasped, as they shuffled towards the spot Seto had chosen for the pod, trembling under the weight of the piece of equipment.
"Y-Yuugi... OOPH!" There was a unified grunt, as both teams of teenaged bishonen set down their burdens.
"Goddamn, Seto, these things are fuckin' HEAVY!" Marik grumbled, stretching and wincing as his back cracked. He was then clobbered over the head by a flying wrench.
"LANGUAGE! Mokuba, remember?"
Marik death glared at the wrench-flinger, AKA his twin, Malik.
"Shut your pie hole."
"Make me, dorkface."
"Asswipe."
"Dickwad."
"Schmuck."
"Tightass."
"Fucker."
They were then both clobbered by Seto.
"MIND YOUR LANGUAGE ALREADY!" He roared.
"Yessir..." Was the terrified reply from the Egyptian twins.
Seto at once dropped his weapon- a large, hardback book- and grinned sunnily.
"Okay then! Let's get those other two pods into position!"
"Yeah, yeah..." Malik muttered.
"Slavedriver..." His brother added, under his breath.
Another few minutes of heaving and ho-ing later, all four pods were connected to the main computer and ready to go.
"Okies! Now, who wants to go into the virtual world with me?" Seto chirped, half into a pod already.
"I'm in, but wait a minute before you start, Seto." Yami turned and narrowed his eyes at the four item spirits. "You, Katsuya, and Yuugi, you come with us. That way, you and your friends can't pull anything funny on us- if we go down, so do you."
Yuugi smiled widely, and nodded.
"Okay, Yami- this'll be fun!"
Katsuya grinned, too.
"I 'gree. This's gonna be SO awesome."
Yami blinked, then shrugged and climbed in his pod, mirrored by Seto, Katsuya and Yuugi.
"Okay, decks go in the little drawer-thingees." Seto instructed them calmly, popping his own deck into the small drawer and sliding it shut.
"Umm.... aww, crapola, I don't have a deck..." Katsuya mumbled. Yuugi sighed.
"Check in your soul room, Jou."
"Oh." There was a little poof as Jou vanished, and a similar poof as he reappeared.
"Got it!"
Yami and Seto shook their heads hard, and sighed.
"Everyone ready?" Seto called cheerily.
A chorus of "Yeah!"s answered him.
"Okies... Fire 'em up, Mokuba!"
"You got it!" The black-haired boy flipped a few switches, then hit a small, blue button. There was a brilliant flash of light as the four boys were sucked into the virtual world.
Then, of course, the real fun began.
First, the ground began to shake.
"EARTHQUAKE!" Bakura yelped, throwing himself on top of his brother, shielding Ryou from the falling chunks of concrete and plaster with his body, while Malik and Marik huddled in a corner like scared kittens, and Mokuba looked lost.
BOOM... BOOM... BOOM...
Ryou tensed and looked towards the door as SOMETHING slammed against it repeatedly. Bakura just smirked, relaxing and standing up.
"It's okay, baka. Whatever's out there can't get in to us."
The booming became fainter as he spoke. "See? Whatever it is, it's giving up al....rea...dy...." He trailed off, staring in horror as the door began rusting before his eyes.
Boom... Boom..... WAKKARASHBOOM! The rusted doors shattered with a deafening crash, and Bakura immediately shoved his brother behind him, snatched a crowbar from a pile of tools and, holding it up defensively, tensed to fight. One glimpse of the THINGS that had shattered the door, however, was enough to knock his makeshift weapon right out of his hands.
They looked like rejects from a b-rated horror film, disgusting from their rotting, shrunken heads to their worm-eaten, slime-dripping, crumbling toes. There was only one name for such creatures: Zombies. And, judging from the determined way in which they were staggering towards the small group of teenagers, they were cannibalistic ones.
"This looks bad...." Ryou murmured, backing away from the approaching creatures. "This looks very bad indeed." His brother just nodded, pale but determined to sell his life dearly.
*Shade's POV*
At this point, however, I was sucked into the virtual world... and let me tell you something, it was a wild ride! From here on out, i'll be narrating events in the virtual world... Sakura'll handle things in real life, I guess.
*Sakura's POV*
I'm Sakura, the youngest Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Um... Not much to say about me... The battle's just about to start. Those boys (And girls... Honestly, my sister's as bad as that hyper rascal of a Dark Magician) and their dramatic entrances...
Mokuba pressed himself back against the wall, his green eyes filled with terror as the zombies pressed in to try and get a bite at his throat.
"B-big brother... help..." Unfortunately, his big brother couldn't hear him. However, just as he had resigned himself to being the zombies' breakfast... KRSSSSSH! One wall of the not-entirely-underground basement literally exploded, flooding the room with light.
"Chaos Scepter Blast!" There was a flash of black light and a puff of foul-smelling smoke, and when the air cleared, the only trace of the zombies was a pile of ash. Mokuba looked up, startled, to see...
"The Magician of Black Chaos...?" He squeaked, amazed.
Malik blinked, then turned to his brother.
"Is it just me, or did a bunch of Duel Monsters just save our asses?"
"It wasn't just you, bro." Marik stared, nonplussed, as a short girl with dragon claws and wings slashed away at the zombies. (A.N. Ryuujin. She's partly transformed, but she can't go the whole way, the basement's too small for her fully-transformed dragon body)
Ryou cheered wildly as our small group of magicians completely annihilated the zombies.
"YEAH! GO GETTUM! WOOOOO!"
His brother just watched, shaking his head.
"And he's not even as hyper as Yuugi would be if he was here..." Bakura sighed.
*Shade's POV*
Speaking of Yuugi, he was just awakening to (virtual) reality.
"Whaa-?"
Yami bent over him.
"You're awake, I see." He helped Yuugi to his feet.
"You took awhile, you know. Seto, Katsuya and I have already chosen our teammates."
"Huh?" Well, Yami just melted under the cute look. "Teammates?"
"Y-yeah... that's how this game works. You choose one monster from your deck to remain with you throughout the game... sort of your primary protector. If he or she dies, you have to replace him or her ASAP, or your life points take all the hits he or she would have taken."
"Coolios! Can I choose the Dark Magician?" Yami shook his head, amused.
"I took the Dark Magician already, so who are you going to choose instead?"
"Umm..." He frowned, then perked up.
"The Magician of Black Chaos!"
YES! Akuma's gonna be here too! WOOHOO! Pity the others won't be here to see this. This is gonna be so COOL!
*Sakura's POV*
Unfortunately for Ryou, just then a set of midnight-black claws solidified from the shadows and backhanded him into a wall. He groaned faintly, then collapsed in a heap, completely out of it. The small group of teenagers recoiled in terror as two unearthly black dragons emerged from the darkness, weaving their long, serpentine bodies in a complex pattern before letting out simultaneous roars and bursts of dark flame, narrowly missing his slumped, limp form.
And there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. Any attack we try could easily ricochet and kill him. This is bad. This is very bad indeed.
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I'm bad. My first chapter in nearly four months and I end it with a cliffhanger. Feh. Ah well, at least now I can lead on through the good ideas I have. Next chapter: Whee! Virtual fun-ness! Seeya soon(ish!)
And don't forget to R&R!