Shadow Games
Chapter 1: Playing Within the Darkness
Author: Fire Dragon of Darkness
E-mail: SGBA2815@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: All I've got to say is that you'd have to be really daft to believe that I own these
characters or anything related to YGO or BtVS (which is where some of the inspiration for this
story came from). If I did, I wouldn't be here writing stories, but rather lounging around in some
multi-million dollar mansion.
Author Notes: I'd also like to point out that this is my first YGO fic so if you have any comments
or constructive criticism, feel free to write them in your review or e-mail me, just don't be overly
harsh. Oh, and this fic will contain my favorite pairing which is S/J so if you're homophobic, just
don't read it. Well, now that's done, on with the story.
~*~*~*~*~
Leaning against a tall oak tree, Joey Wheeler [1] fought to catch his breath. Tonight's patrol had
been particularly eventful, yet he was still bored. So far he had dealt with five vampires, three
demons and one particularly menacing zombie all on his own. This was because his patrolling
partner and fellow slayer, Mai Valentine was currently MIA. She had asked for a night off to go
on a date. He glanced at his watch. His shift had started at eight. It was now midnight.
'Four hours down, four to go.' The blond sighed to himself. He picked up his stake from where it
lay on the moist grass and continued on towards the graveyard. It was the ideal spot to find
restless night creatures.
"I wish Mai were here. She'd know how to make this patrol not seem as tedious," Joey muttered
to himself.
"You called?" A feminine voice teased from behind. A look of surprise and elation crossed the
teen's face.
"Mai! What are you doing here? I thought you wanted tonight off."
"Well, I did at first. But my date was so ridiculously dull that I had to leave. He made a ninety-
minute movie seem like one of those really long, plotless TV ones with his constant talking. Not
to mention he had poor fashion sense and simply didn't fulfill my needs." She smiled. "So I guess
in the end I'd rather be looking for demons with you than be bored to death."
"So you missed me?" he grinned.
"Wipe that smug look of your face, Joey. That wasn't what I said at all."
"Deny it all you want Mai, but I know you really care,"
"Okay then, slayer boy. I can tell when I'm not wanted."
"Seems like I struck a nerve." he called out jokingly to her retreating form.
Having heard that, Mai strode back over to the brown-eyed boy. She then grabbed her stake
from the back pocket of her jeans and smacked him in the back of the head with its hilt.
"What the hell? I was only kidding." asked Joey as he rubbed the back of his head where a welt
would clearly form.
"Well, I simply don't appreciate being mocked."
"But it's so amusing to see you get angry."
In response, the violet-eyed girl turned her back to him and huffed. Truth be told, Joey had in
fact struck a nerve. Mai did have feelings for Joey and she knew it would never happen
considering his affinity for boys, making her particularly sensitive about the subject. What was
even more irksome was that she had confided this in Joey and yet he continued to tease her
mercilessly.
"C'mon Mai, don't be mad." She flinched when his hand touched his shoulder.
"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have made fun of your inappropriate feelings towards me..." Joey
smiled to himself. He had managed to insert a quip into his apology. "...How about I buy you a
cup of coffee once our shift's over."
Mai seemed to accept this. "Alright. Let's just get this patrol over with. But, it'd better be
expensive coffee..." she muttered in response as they made their way to the city cemetery.
~*~*~*~*~
Mokuba Kaiba gently knocked on the door which led to his brother's home office, while carefully
carrying a tray with a bowl of hot soup. He waited for a response before entering. Hearing none,
he turned the doorknob and entered.
"Big brother?"
Seto turned around in his chair, his cerulean eyes seemingly lifeless.
"What is it Mokuba?"
"I know you haven't been feeling well lately, so I decided to bring some soup." Mokuba replied
placing the steaming bowl on his brother's desk, being careful not to spill any on the many
scattered sheets of paper.
"Thank you, but I think I need to take a walk outside now." It had been almost a week since he
had last feeded, which would have killed weaker vampires. And he was growing weaker by the
hour. Seto always tried to postpone feeding on humans as long as possible. He hated hurting
innocents.
"Can I come with you?" Mokuba asked hopefully.
Sternly he answered his younger brother. "You know this isn't a regular walk."
"But Seto..."
"Mokuba. I want you here at home, where I know you'll be safe. It's too risky with you around. I
don't want you to get hurt."
"Okay, I understand, but be careful."
"I promise." The raven-haired boy smiled at that. His brother always kept his promises.
The older Kaiba grabbed his dark blue trench coat and gently ruffled his brother's hair. Mokuba
followed Seto down the stairs.
"Seto?"
"Hmm."
"Try not to kill anyone." Mokuba said solemnly but jokingly.
"I make no such promise," Seto smirked. Mokuba always liked to joke about his vampirism to
keep the moment light and to show that he cared about him.
"Now go to bed it's gotta be way past your bedtime."
"Okay, okay. Don't see why I have to though. Tomorrow's Saturday." However, the younger boy
complied. He didn't want to start an argument considering his brother looked like he was about
to faint.
So with one last look at his sibling, Seto shut the front door. Stomps could be heard on the stairs.
He shook his head. An almost smile was on his lips. Walking through the entrance of the heavy
iron bars that surrounded his home, the tall teen felt a harsh wind whipping against his face and
auburn hair. Kaiba pulled his trench coat tightly around his body and continued on. It was going
to be a long night.
~*~*~*~*~
Mai Valentine pushed open the rusted gate leading into the cemetery. Her hand brushed against
a dusty cobweb. She cringed, but continued walking in.
"Joey, this is creeping me out."
"Then you're definitely in the wrong profession."
She glared at him. "Like I had a choice. And it's not that. Something seems off tonight."
"What are you talking about? We've barely been here five minutes."
"But, doesn't it seem a little quieter and not to mention colder than usual?"
Joey did notice a chill in the air. He definitely regretted his choice in attire, which consisted of
thin, worn in jeans and a light jacket over a simple short-sleeved shirt.
"I guess you're right about the cold part, but aren't you being a little paranoid. I mean what did
you expect? A ticker-tape parade? Zombies and demons in pretty dresses on a bunch of floats?"
"Don't make fun of me, Joseph. I'm telling you that something's not right. And it's freezing here.
Let me borrow your jacket?"
"Fine, but only 'cause I'm a gentleman." Joey took off his jacket grudgingly and handed it to Mai.
He rubbed his bare arms to keep warm. Gratefully, Mai slipped on the jacket and buttoned it.
"That's much better. Thanks"
"No problem. Why don't we just keep on walking and see if anything's around. If not we'll call it a
night and head over to the café on Main St."
"Sounds good to me."
Mai and Joey started to walk down the stoned path, which divided the graveyard into two parts,
but Mai stopped abruptly when she heard a rustling in the bushes to the right of them.
"Joey?" she whispered somewhat alarmed.
"What now?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Joey was getting a little irritated.
"There was a noise coming from over there." She pointed to a clump of bushes growing near a
couple of tombstones.
"I guess we're not as alone as we thought then. Get me my stake. It's in my jacket pocket." She
obliged and grabbed hers as well, just in case.
"Here." She handed it to him, while gripping her own tightly in her other hand.
Joey held his wooden stake, ready to strike and went to inspect the area where Mai said the
noise was coming from.
"Anyone there..." he called out loudly. "...Whatever you are, you might as well come out. Can't
hide from us forever." The last part came out tauntingly.
"Seriously, what's with all the mocking tonight?"
"Don't think it matters 'cause there's nothing here. It was probably some random animal," he
responded from his position behind the tombstones and plants.
"This is a graveyard. I doubt that little cute furry animals spend their nights here. And it sounded
like something big, maybe a demon of some sort."
"You're definitely way too paranoid for your own good."
"Why don't you ever believe me?"
"Well, you've got to admit that you always say you hear something when we're at any cemetery,
yet nothing ever shows up."
"Fine. I'll find it myself." Mai angrily stormed up the path clutching her stake.
Defeated, Joey sighed. "Women," he muttered to himself. Five minutes had passed when he
heard a feminine shriek.
"Shit." he cursed running off to where he heard the scream.
~*~*~*~*~
Seto Kaiba walked as fast as he could to the local graveyard in his current weakened state. He
recalled running into a couple of vampires there before and figured that since if was nearing one
thirty in the morning, he would see some others. That way he could find out where they were
getting their fresh blood from. Seto frowned at that thought. He didn't like the idea of
'victimizing' someone just for the sake of his own well being.
'After tonight, I'll have Mokuba help me find an substitute to preying on innocents,' he thought
to himself. He had just reached the cemetery gates, when he heard a high-pitched scream from
a voice that was obviously female. The brunet rushed past the practically ancient gates and down
the path to wherever the cry for help came from.
He smirked. 'I wonder what Yugi and his pathetic group of friends would say if they found out
that I wasn't as cold-hearted as they thought.'
~*~*~*~*~
"Mai!" Joey shouted.
"Over here little boy," answered a deep, icy voice that definitely didn't belong to Mai.
Joey turned to see a black-haired man holding Mai tightly with a knife to her throat.
"You know, you should have listened to your girlfriend here when she said she heard something,"
sneered the man, white fangs visible in the moonlight.
"Vampire."
"Aren't we perceptive?" the man responded sarcastically.
"Let go of her."
"I think not. She is quite a specimen. Delicate and elegant. And her neck is very appealing. After
all, I haven't fed in two or three days..." The vampire proceeded to lightly run the cold steel
blade along Mai's neck leaving a trail of blood, which he roughly licked off as she flinched at his
touch. "...Sweet too."
"Leave her the hell alone," he growled.
"You're a very possessive one," came the response.
Joey clenched his hand tightly in anger. The sharp wood of his stake cut through his flesh. His
crimson blood dripped to the grass leaving a miniature puddle. The blond knew he was trapped.
If he tried to make a move, the vampire would surely kill Mai. He glanced into Mai's terrified
lavender eyes with his own very apologetic ones. There was only one thing left to do.
"Take me instead."
TBC
Finally finished the first chapter. I hope you liked it. Please read and review and tell me if you
want me to continue.
A/N: [1] I prefer to use to English version of the character names for this story
And I'm attempting to keep everyone as IC as possible, but I think I'm failing miserably.
First Posted: 8-30-03
Revised: 3-13-04
Chapter 1: Playing Within the Darkness
Author: Fire Dragon of Darkness
E-mail: SGBA2815@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: All I've got to say is that you'd have to be really daft to believe that I own these
characters or anything related to YGO or BtVS (which is where some of the inspiration for this
story came from). If I did, I wouldn't be here writing stories, but rather lounging around in some
multi-million dollar mansion.
Author Notes: I'd also like to point out that this is my first YGO fic so if you have any comments
or constructive criticism, feel free to write them in your review or e-mail me, just don't be overly
harsh. Oh, and this fic will contain my favorite pairing which is S/J so if you're homophobic, just
don't read it. Well, now that's done, on with the story.
~*~*~*~*~
Leaning against a tall oak tree, Joey Wheeler [1] fought to catch his breath. Tonight's patrol had
been particularly eventful, yet he was still bored. So far he had dealt with five vampires, three
demons and one particularly menacing zombie all on his own. This was because his patrolling
partner and fellow slayer, Mai Valentine was currently MIA. She had asked for a night off to go
on a date. He glanced at his watch. His shift had started at eight. It was now midnight.
'Four hours down, four to go.' The blond sighed to himself. He picked up his stake from where it
lay on the moist grass and continued on towards the graveyard. It was the ideal spot to find
restless night creatures.
"I wish Mai were here. She'd know how to make this patrol not seem as tedious," Joey muttered
to himself.
"You called?" A feminine voice teased from behind. A look of surprise and elation crossed the
teen's face.
"Mai! What are you doing here? I thought you wanted tonight off."
"Well, I did at first. But my date was so ridiculously dull that I had to leave. He made a ninety-
minute movie seem like one of those really long, plotless TV ones with his constant talking. Not
to mention he had poor fashion sense and simply didn't fulfill my needs." She smiled. "So I guess
in the end I'd rather be looking for demons with you than be bored to death."
"So you missed me?" he grinned.
"Wipe that smug look of your face, Joey. That wasn't what I said at all."
"Deny it all you want Mai, but I know you really care,"
"Okay then, slayer boy. I can tell when I'm not wanted."
"Seems like I struck a nerve." he called out jokingly to her retreating form.
Having heard that, Mai strode back over to the brown-eyed boy. She then grabbed her stake
from the back pocket of her jeans and smacked him in the back of the head with its hilt.
"What the hell? I was only kidding." asked Joey as he rubbed the back of his head where a welt
would clearly form.
"Well, I simply don't appreciate being mocked."
"But it's so amusing to see you get angry."
In response, the violet-eyed girl turned her back to him and huffed. Truth be told, Joey had in
fact struck a nerve. Mai did have feelings for Joey and she knew it would never happen
considering his affinity for boys, making her particularly sensitive about the subject. What was
even more irksome was that she had confided this in Joey and yet he continued to tease her
mercilessly.
"C'mon Mai, don't be mad." She flinched when his hand touched his shoulder.
"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have made fun of your inappropriate feelings towards me..." Joey
smiled to himself. He had managed to insert a quip into his apology. "...How about I buy you a
cup of coffee once our shift's over."
Mai seemed to accept this. "Alright. Let's just get this patrol over with. But, it'd better be
expensive coffee..." she muttered in response as they made their way to the city cemetery.
~*~*~*~*~
Mokuba Kaiba gently knocked on the door which led to his brother's home office, while carefully
carrying a tray with a bowl of hot soup. He waited for a response before entering. Hearing none,
he turned the doorknob and entered.
"Big brother?"
Seto turned around in his chair, his cerulean eyes seemingly lifeless.
"What is it Mokuba?"
"I know you haven't been feeling well lately, so I decided to bring some soup." Mokuba replied
placing the steaming bowl on his brother's desk, being careful not to spill any on the many
scattered sheets of paper.
"Thank you, but I think I need to take a walk outside now." It had been almost a week since he
had last feeded, which would have killed weaker vampires. And he was growing weaker by the
hour. Seto always tried to postpone feeding on humans as long as possible. He hated hurting
innocents.
"Can I come with you?" Mokuba asked hopefully.
Sternly he answered his younger brother. "You know this isn't a regular walk."
"But Seto..."
"Mokuba. I want you here at home, where I know you'll be safe. It's too risky with you around. I
don't want you to get hurt."
"Okay, I understand, but be careful."
"I promise." The raven-haired boy smiled at that. His brother always kept his promises.
The older Kaiba grabbed his dark blue trench coat and gently ruffled his brother's hair. Mokuba
followed Seto down the stairs.
"Seto?"
"Hmm."
"Try not to kill anyone." Mokuba said solemnly but jokingly.
"I make no such promise," Seto smirked. Mokuba always liked to joke about his vampirism to
keep the moment light and to show that he cared about him.
"Now go to bed it's gotta be way past your bedtime."
"Okay, okay. Don't see why I have to though. Tomorrow's Saturday." However, the younger boy
complied. He didn't want to start an argument considering his brother looked like he was about
to faint.
So with one last look at his sibling, Seto shut the front door. Stomps could be heard on the stairs.
He shook his head. An almost smile was on his lips. Walking through the entrance of the heavy
iron bars that surrounded his home, the tall teen felt a harsh wind whipping against his face and
auburn hair. Kaiba pulled his trench coat tightly around his body and continued on. It was going
to be a long night.
~*~*~*~*~
Mai Valentine pushed open the rusted gate leading into the cemetery. Her hand brushed against
a dusty cobweb. She cringed, but continued walking in.
"Joey, this is creeping me out."
"Then you're definitely in the wrong profession."
She glared at him. "Like I had a choice. And it's not that. Something seems off tonight."
"What are you talking about? We've barely been here five minutes."
"But, doesn't it seem a little quieter and not to mention colder than usual?"
Joey did notice a chill in the air. He definitely regretted his choice in attire, which consisted of
thin, worn in jeans and a light jacket over a simple short-sleeved shirt.
"I guess you're right about the cold part, but aren't you being a little paranoid. I mean what did
you expect? A ticker-tape parade? Zombies and demons in pretty dresses on a bunch of floats?"
"Don't make fun of me, Joseph. I'm telling you that something's not right. And it's freezing here.
Let me borrow your jacket?"
"Fine, but only 'cause I'm a gentleman." Joey took off his jacket grudgingly and handed it to Mai.
He rubbed his bare arms to keep warm. Gratefully, Mai slipped on the jacket and buttoned it.
"That's much better. Thanks"
"No problem. Why don't we just keep on walking and see if anything's around. If not we'll call it a
night and head over to the café on Main St."
"Sounds good to me."
Mai and Joey started to walk down the stoned path, which divided the graveyard into two parts,
but Mai stopped abruptly when she heard a rustling in the bushes to the right of them.
"Joey?" she whispered somewhat alarmed.
"What now?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Joey was getting a little irritated.
"There was a noise coming from over there." She pointed to a clump of bushes growing near a
couple of tombstones.
"I guess we're not as alone as we thought then. Get me my stake. It's in my jacket pocket." She
obliged and grabbed hers as well, just in case.
"Here." She handed it to him, while gripping her own tightly in her other hand.
Joey held his wooden stake, ready to strike and went to inspect the area where Mai said the
noise was coming from.
"Anyone there..." he called out loudly. "...Whatever you are, you might as well come out. Can't
hide from us forever." The last part came out tauntingly.
"Seriously, what's with all the mocking tonight?"
"Don't think it matters 'cause there's nothing here. It was probably some random animal," he
responded from his position behind the tombstones and plants.
"This is a graveyard. I doubt that little cute furry animals spend their nights here. And it sounded
like something big, maybe a demon of some sort."
"You're definitely way too paranoid for your own good."
"Why don't you ever believe me?"
"Well, you've got to admit that you always say you hear something when we're at any cemetery,
yet nothing ever shows up."
"Fine. I'll find it myself." Mai angrily stormed up the path clutching her stake.
Defeated, Joey sighed. "Women," he muttered to himself. Five minutes had passed when he
heard a feminine shriek.
"Shit." he cursed running off to where he heard the scream.
~*~*~*~*~
Seto Kaiba walked as fast as he could to the local graveyard in his current weakened state. He
recalled running into a couple of vampires there before and figured that since if was nearing one
thirty in the morning, he would see some others. That way he could find out where they were
getting their fresh blood from. Seto frowned at that thought. He didn't like the idea of
'victimizing' someone just for the sake of his own well being.
'After tonight, I'll have Mokuba help me find an substitute to preying on innocents,' he thought
to himself. He had just reached the cemetery gates, when he heard a high-pitched scream from
a voice that was obviously female. The brunet rushed past the practically ancient gates and down
the path to wherever the cry for help came from.
He smirked. 'I wonder what Yugi and his pathetic group of friends would say if they found out
that I wasn't as cold-hearted as they thought.'
~*~*~*~*~
"Mai!" Joey shouted.
"Over here little boy," answered a deep, icy voice that definitely didn't belong to Mai.
Joey turned to see a black-haired man holding Mai tightly with a knife to her throat.
"You know, you should have listened to your girlfriend here when she said she heard something,"
sneered the man, white fangs visible in the moonlight.
"Vampire."
"Aren't we perceptive?" the man responded sarcastically.
"Let go of her."
"I think not. She is quite a specimen. Delicate and elegant. And her neck is very appealing. After
all, I haven't fed in two or three days..." The vampire proceeded to lightly run the cold steel
blade along Mai's neck leaving a trail of blood, which he roughly licked off as she flinched at his
touch. "...Sweet too."
"Leave her the hell alone," he growled.
"You're a very possessive one," came the response.
Joey clenched his hand tightly in anger. The sharp wood of his stake cut through his flesh. His
crimson blood dripped to the grass leaving a miniature puddle. The blond knew he was trapped.
If he tried to make a move, the vampire would surely kill Mai. He glanced into Mai's terrified
lavender eyes with his own very apologetic ones. There was only one thing left to do.
"Take me instead."
TBC
Finally finished the first chapter. I hope you liked it. Please read and review and tell me if you
want me to continue.
A/N: [1] I prefer to use to English version of the character names for this story
And I'm attempting to keep everyone as IC as possible, but I think I'm failing miserably.
First Posted: 8-30-03
Revised: 3-13-04