Blue Destiny
Copyright: Yu-Gi-Oh! the title, all names, and characters are property of Kazuki Takahashi, and Shueisha Inc. Tokyo –publishers of Weekly Shonen Jump magazine. Also the translations are set up by Viz publisher of Shonen Jump here in the States, 4-kids entertainment, and Warner Brothers entertainment. Um I think that's it.
Authors Note: I forgot to mention this in my first chapter; I should note that I'm using the names from the original version of the show and comic. So here's how they are set up. Yugi Moto =Yugi Mutou, Tristan Taylor =Hiroto Honda, Téa Gardner =Anzu Mazaki, Joey Wheeler =Katsuya Jonouchi, Seto Kaiba =same, Mokuba Kaiba =same, Maximillion Pegasus = Pegasus J. Crawford.
Chapter 3: New Friends and Foes
Mokuba rushed down the pier as fast as he could, his bag swinging wildly. A huge smile was on his face and he laughed thinking of how Seto would look when he saw the caps.
"Here you go Seto, I won this for you. I beat this really cool game, and everyone was so impressed." Mokuba would tell him handing him the cap.
"Thank you Mokuba," Seto would say and put it on, "I really like it."
Mokuba was so proud of himself; he couldn't wait to show Seto the caps. And, if the meeting went well, maybe Seto would be willing to spend the rest of the day on the boardwalk. He couldn't help but grin at this thought. Lucy would leave them alone and they could go check out the rides at the end of the pier. Get some ice-cream and just hang out together. That's what he really liked to do, just hang out with the coolest big brother in the world.
He was so into thinking of things to do with Seto after lunch that he didn't see two roller-skaters rush past. One knocked off his cap, and Mokuba shouted, "Hey!"
"Sorry," the second shouted as they sped away.
"Jerks," Mokuba thought bending down to pick up his cap. Just then a strong gust of wind blew off the water and made the cap skid down the boardwalk. "Wait, come back!"
Mokuba chased after the wayward cap down the rest of the boardwalk, pushing past people who yelled at him to watch where he was going.
"'Scuse me! Sorry 'bout that. Pardon Me! Could you please move!" He kept saying as he veered between the many legs that littered the pier. Gasping for breath he ran as fast as his small legs would let him. The Blue-Eyes cap danced just out of his reach, as if taunting him.
"Oh no you don't…!" Mokuba shouted, and dove at the cap when it settled and shook as if getting ready to fly over the railing.
CRASH!!!!
He landed hard on the wooden boardwalk, and the cap skipped up out of his hands reach. Mokuba gritted his teeth, and scrambled to grab it. But the wind was faster and it knocked the cap further up in the air and settled it on the edge of the railing, shaking it gently in the breeze. Mokuba got up and hurried over to the railing and reached out for the cap when the wind grabbed it again and pulled it over the railing.
"No!" Mokuba shouted and lunged at the cap. He was going over the rail, and almost had the cap in his hands, when a pair of strong arms pulled him back and held him tight. "Let go I have to get that cap!"
"Settle down son, "the man who grabbed him said. "Can't have you jumping over these rails, you could get hurt!"
"I don't care," Mokuba shouted. "I need to get my cap! I have to…Please let me go…Please! I need to get my cap. I have to get it before someone takes it!"
The man still wasn't letting go. Mokuba felt hot tears come into his eyes. He was hot and angry. Why didn't the man understand! Why wasn't he letting him go! "I need to get my cap!"
"I'll get it!" a familiar voice said, and Mokuba saw a flash of white hair glide past him. It was the girl from the arcade that had helped him win the game. She swung over the railing and onto the metal handrails on the adjacent stairs that led down to the beach below. She glided down on her blades and grabbed the bill of the cap as the wind pushed it upwards again, then caught the end of the railing and flipped to land on one knee in the sand, the hat raised up in victory.
"Way to go girl," a boy with a skateboard shouted.
"Catching some air, alright!" a girl yelled.
"That was tight!" another voice said in the crowd, and the girl made a theatrical bow.
"Thank you, thank you, and no flash photos please, I'll be here all weekend. Venture Rocks!" the girl joked and came up the stairs. The man let go of Mokuba and a woman gave him his bag.
"You dropped this back there Hon," she said and Mokuba thanked her. When the crowd was gone, the girl in blue skated over to Mokuba and handed him the cap.
"Here, I think you dropped this," she smiled and Mokuba got a good look at her for the first time. She had bright sapphire eyes that matched perfectly with her blue outfit, and her hair was pinned back with two blue barrettes, her nails were painted blue too and even her blades were blue and silver. And she had the nicest smile he'd ever seen. The only thing that seemed very much out of place was the fact that her skin was bleach white, and so was her hair!
"Um, thank you," Mokuba said as she put it on his head.
"Don't want to go loosing that," the girl laughed. "You worked too hard to let the wind snatch it, Cutie."
She winked at him and turned to skate off into the crowd. Mokuba suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and he got a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach. It wasn't a sick feeling like he was going to throw up, it was something way different, and something he'd never felt before. When other people had called him cute he'd hated it. He would rather eat a dog biscuit then be called cute by anyone. But with this girl, it wasn't that way at all. In fact he like it that she thought he was cute. He was thinking about this when he realized that he was going to be late, Lucy would kill him. Mokuba took off running.
"Oh man," he thought back tracking. "Lucy's gonna be mad, it's almost three!"
Ahead he saw a large crowd of people watching a new stunt team on bikes, and they were blocking his way. Mokuba let out an annoyed groan and ducked around a small café. If he couldn't get through the crowd, he'd just go around them. Without waiting Mokuba ran down the tight semi-alley. The cafés in the area put their trash and crates out behind here during the day, and the place reeked. But it was better then trying to wade through so many people on the main walk. As he ran along he wondered what Seto would say seeing him using the alley.
"Why didn't you just tell them to move?" Seto would ask. It was easy for him, after all he was tall, and could look very imposing. On the other hand Mokuba was shorter then his big brother and it was harder for him to get his way. Although suffice it to say that Mokuba could certainly seem imposing when push came to shove; after all he'd managed to buy off the owner of a candy store, and capture Yugi in order to get revenge for what Yugi did to his brother. Mokuba had his own little gang in school, and everyone knew who he was. But here he was just another kid on the boardwalk, and he had no real influence at all at the moment. Mokuba sifted over some crates and was just about to go out onto the main boardwalk, when he happened to hear a nasty voice say.
"So, you gonna hand over that bag of yours girl, or are my boys gonna to have to take it?"
Mokuba stopped, where had he heard that voice before? He knew that he'd heard it earlier, but whose was it?
"Hey boss," a nasally voice said. "You thinks we should cut her?"
"Yeah I wonder what color her blood is," another voice chuckled. That was it, regardless of what time it was Mokuba wasn't about to stand by and let someone get cut! He turned around and followed the voices further into the alley. Peeking around a corner he saw three boys: one was short, dressed in a black hoodie, a skull cap, brown baggy jeans, and gym shoes. Another was tall and lean; he had his hair spiked, and had on a red tank, black jeans, with several long chains hanging out of his pockets, boots, and several metal bands on his wrists and a spiked dog collar on his neck. The middle boy Mokuba recognized by his portly shape, and green t-shirt; he'd seen him at the arcade. The three were facing someone, their back facing Mokuba and they had not seen him.
"So what do you think, girl," the fat boy said to the person they were harassing. "You want to do this the easy way or the hard way?"
"Look, I don't know what you morons want," said the girl's voice from behind the trio. "So leave me alone! I don't have time for your idiotic rambling."
Mokuba got a little closer to see who they were talking to; he slipped behind some crates, and gasped when he saw that it was the girl from the Arcade. Her face was red, and bruised, they had obviously been beating her up. Mokuba felt ticked. How dare they attack her, she was his friend. Well sort of, she'd helped him out, and he wanted to help her. The girl with white hair was standing up and her eyes flashed angrily at the trio. Fat boy chuckled, and leered at her viciously.
"You're lying. You took that money, I know because no one else would be dumb enough to take cash from Porky Hogswallow. And I'm betting you've got it in that purse of yours. So hand it over, and we won't hurt you…much."
"Not a chance," the girl said and held up her fists, ready to defend herself. "Not my fault that you decided to play against me. Shoulda thought about it before you went and left it out in the open! It's gone, so deal with it!"
"Benny, Bruce," Porky said looking to the two other boys. "Shut her up…"
CLONK!!
A large crate fell over on Porky and knocked him down. Benny and Bruce were too shocked to move, and Porky pulled himself up, rubbing his sore head.
"Where'd that come from?" asked Benny the kid with the skull cap. Mokuba saw his face now, and it was just as ugly and Porky's. He had buck teeth, and an upturned nose, with freckles all over his face. Bruce was just as bad with several piercing all over his face: nose, eyebrow, lip, and one long chain that went from his mouth to his ear. He had a long large nose that gave him a bird like appearance, and a long chin.
"Ugly, uglier, ugliest," Mokuba thought moving around behind the crates. He glanced in one of the smaller crates and read the sign. "Tomatoes" –he reached in and felt something go squish between his fingers –"Hey, rotten tomatoes, these could be useful."
Mokuba heard the sound of Bruce rummage around the crates, "I can't find anything up here Pork. You sure the damn thing didn't slip…"
Mokuba scooted back away from Bruce's large shovel like hand, he couldn't be found now. Not yet at least. Mokuba ducked under the older boy's hand, and came up by some over rip pumpkins. He shoved the box closer to Bruce's hand, who, while feeling about, promptly stuck it in the week old pumpkin remains.
"YEECH!" Bruce exclaimed pulling his hand back. "What the hell is going on here?!"
Bruce was annoyed now, as he reached in with his other hand, and Mokuba stomped hard upon it. That made Bruce jump back and shake his hand wildly.
"B-Man, what happened?" Benny asked. The girl tried to take advantage of the situation and bolt, but Benny grabbed hold of her by her arms, and clicked open a knife. "Not so fast girl! Like you got any place better to be."
"Something stepped on my hand!" Bruce shouted, his hand now turning red. "Somethin's in there."
"Well flush it out!" Porky told Bruce; who nervously went back over to the crates and tried rooting around one more time. Mokuba was ready, and smacked Bruce's hand again, this time he used a piece of board. Bruce yelped, and saw that his hand was cut. He was sick of getting hurt, and roughly shoved aside the crates. To his surprise Mokuba was sitting there, with the remaining tomatoes, smiling.
"Hi there," Mokuba said with a sly grin.
"What the…?" Bruce started to say, but was cut off when his face was bombarded with rotten tomatoes. The juice stung his eyes, and the pulp went in his mouth and up his nose, and the pierced boy stumbled backward crashing to the ground. Mokuba jumped down then, and faced the other two boys. Both who were looking just dumbfounded.
"Alright you jerks, let her go, or I'll really get angry!" Mokuba shouted at them, armed with a tomato. Porky looked to Benny, who returned the shocked look. Then Porky started to laugh, loudly, and Benny chuckled in a manner similar to a chicken's.
"So what're you gonna do you little long haired punk, huh?" snorted Porky, and he guffawed, sounding much like his farm animal counterpart. Mokuba smiled, it was just what he wanted that big jerk to do.
"This!" He launched several tomatoes at the two boys, most of which splattered over their faces and one large disgusting one landed right in Porky's mouth. Porky started to choke, and sputter, as Mokuba climbed back up on the remaining crates, and shoved a number of boxes of garbage onto the two boy's heads.
"Look out!" Bruce coughed, as Benny and Porky –who got the worst of it –were covered in old food, paper, and other unmentionable material. Mokuba jumped down, and faced the boys.
"So, you jerks gonna give up, or do I have to get extra tough?" He asked them, thinking of how his brother would face the situation. Mokuba hoped he didn't look scared, because he was. It was only him against three vicious boys. And he knew they would have no problem beating him up, since they attacked the girl that had helped him.
Porky moaned under the large pile of trash that covered him, "Get him!"
"Uh-oh!" Mokuba thought as Bruce got up with a nasty smile.
"With pleasure," Bruce said and pulled out a switch blade knife. He giggled; lowering his head and making him look even more hawk-like.
"Oh man," Mokuba thought and started to back up. He didn't have anything on him to defend himself, and took a step back.
"Heh Heh," chuckled Bruce, and motioned with his finger. "Come here little boy so I can show you how we deal with little brats in Venture who don't mind their own business."
Mokuba felt his heart race, what was he going to do? He couldn't just leave the girl there, she needed his help, but he was out of options. He wished Seto were there, or Yugi, he even wouldn't mind if it was that wanna-be Jonouchi was there as well. Seto had told him that Jou had a record for getting into, as Seto termed it 'Bar-Room brawls', so he could be very useful right about now. Mokuba backed up slowly, but soon found that Bruce was leading him into a corner. He'd never get out, and he swallowed hard. Bruce came closer; a dangerous gleam in his eyes, and a nasty chuckle escaped his lips.
"This is it," Mokuba thought closing his eyes, "Good-bye big brother, I'm sorry."
"YOWWW!" Benny's scream made Bruce stop and look. The girl had stomped on his foot with her rollerblades, and ground the wheels down hard enough to break his toes. She elbowed him in the gut, and screamed to Mokuba.
"RUN! GET OUT OF HERE!"
He didn't need to be told twice. Mokuba dashed out from the corner and raced around the bend, when he stopped, and doubled back. "Hey losers come and get me!"
Mokuba saw that the girl had hit Benny again, and his nose was bleeding. His cat calling made Bruce stop, and the girl plowed right into him, knocking him to the ground. Mokuba grabbed her hand. "Come on, this way!"
The two raced down the narrow passes, and crawled over the trash bags in the small alleys. Mokuba heard the shouts of Porky for his boys to chase after them, and bring them back. Obviously both were not in good condition to go chasing after him or his partner in crime. The girl pulled him aside by a door way, and she said, "In here, it'll be faster."
Mokuba followed her inside and found himself in a large kitchen. Steaming hot pots and pans were all over the place, and the waiters didn't seem to notice them. The chefs were too busy with their orders to care if they were there or not. The girl motioned for Mokuba to crouch down below a table, and she grabbed a large decorating bag filled with frosting. She put her finger to her mouth, and Mokuba followed her gesture. He soon observed why she had wanted him to be as quiet as possible. He saw Bruce's boots from under the table cover, and held his breath when the boy stopped by their hiding place. Mokuba looked to the girl, who shot him a 'Be quiet' look with her bright eyes.
"Man, where did those pains in the ass go to?" Mokuba heard Bruce say, he saw the boots shift several times, and finally turn to the left as if to leave. Mokuba smiled at the girl, but she was making a funny face, and he realized she was going to sneeze. He tried to cover her mouth, but wasn't fast enough and she let out a sudden 'Kerchoo'. Then covered her mouth realizing that she'd just given away their hiding place, and Mokuba noticed Bruce's shoes come back. He stood there for a few seconds, and to Mokuba they felt like the longest seconds ever. Then the table cover was whipped up, and Bruce stuck his ugly mug under the table.
"Ah…" he said, and the girl squirted the cream in his face. Mokuba jumped up and shoved Bruce hard, knocking him into an oncoming waiter. Both crashed to the floor and Mokuba and the girl ran out of the kitchen. They zipped through the dining room and out onto the boardwalk. Shouts from the kitchen could be heard outside and several people got up to see what the problem was.
"We better get out of here," Mokuba said to the girl who nodded. They made their way further from the commotion, and over to a small stand selling shaved ice. Mokuba looked over at the girl who was catching her breath. "Are you okay?"
"Fine," she said, trying to smile and was about to say something else, when she gasped. "Oh crap!"
Mokuba looked in the direction she was and saw Benny hurtling head long for them. He zigzagged his way through the pedestrians, and was coming up fast.
"Now I've got you…" he shouted, when two performers stepped in front of him.
"Hey Merve, better call an officer, got a bleeder here," said the first man in stilts. The second pulled out his cell phone, while the first said to Benny, "Now you come with us, and we'll get some ice for that nose of yours."
Benny tried to pull free of the man's grip, but he wasn't strong enough and the two performers led him further from Mokuba and the girl. Rather then take a chance the girl grabbed Mokuba by the hand and pulled him down the boardwalk, and they stopped by a bench. She sat down and let out a groan. Mokuba sat next to her, and she smiled at him.
"Sorry about all that," the girl was saying to him. "Didn't mean for you to get into that sort of trouble…"
"Well it's about to get much worse," a voice said and both were startled to see Porky standing in the middle of the board walk. He was still covered in junk, and smelled like a dump, but he was smiling smugly at them. Mokuba got to his feet, and stepped in front of the girl.
"I won't let you hurt my friend," he shouted at Porky who grinned fiercely. This made Mokuba nervous, but he held his ground, arms spread as if trying to block a wave of water.
"Who says I wanted to hurt her," Porky said and took a step closer to Mokuba, he was holding Bruce's knife in hand. "It's you a want freak."
Mokuba gritted his teeth; they really were in trouble now. The girl had led them to a deserted area of the pier, and it didn't look like there was anyway to block Porky from attacking them.
"Leave us alone!" Mokuba shouted as loudly as he could, hoping that it would scare Porky. It didn't.
"Is that all you have kid," mocked Porky. "Leave us alone, leave us alone, we'll that's gonna happen when hell freezes over."
"If you don't, something really bad will happen to you," Mokuba bluffed, and narrowed his eyes. Porky only laughed again.
"Yeah right, like I'm gonna be hit by a bus, or something. Get real, there's no one here to save…"
"Move out of the way!" shouted a man who was ridding a bike, behind him were at least five other riders. "Move it kid, we can't stop!"
"Huh," Porky said then screamed as the bikers crashed into him, sending him flying and crashing into a trash can. The girl looked at Mokuba with utter disbelief, and he blushed.
"I guess a troop of bikers will do," he said laughing weakly, and the smiled at him. She took his hand and the two wandered away from where Porky was lying unconscious. When they finally found a place to sit, the girl leaned back, and gave Mokuba a big smile. He felt his cheeks get red, but smiled back.
"My hero," she laughed, and gave him a hug. "But why'd you help me? You don't even know me."
"Well you helped me," Mokuba laughed, and felt his heart thump hard in his chest. "So I had to do something."
"But all I did was save your cap, and help you win a game. That was no big deal," The girl said and Mokuba's eyes went wide.
"Oh no! My bag!" He jumped up and looked at the girl with worry. "I must have left it back in the alley."
"Well then we'll just have to go and get it," said the girl getting up. Mokuba followed her back to the alley, and he was relieved to find it lying on the ground near the crates. The girl also found her purse, and Mokuba quickly asked.
"Why didn't you give them the money?"
"Because I don't know anything about…" the girl started to say, but Mokuba cut her off.
"I saw you take it off the table. Don't lie to me, please."
The girl turned and gave him a sad smile, "Well, now, I take it you're a white knight then, huh?"
"A what?"
"A white knight," the girl explained. "It's someone who tends to do the right thing; like saving damsels in distress, or acting like a hero. Yeah I took it, but I gave it back to the people who he stole it from in the first place."
"Oh," said Mokuba sheepishly rubbing his head. The girl smiled again and held out her hand.
"My name's Gwen."
Mokuba took it, and smiled back, "I'm Mokuba."
They both laughed, it had to be the strangest meeting for both of them. Gwen and Mokuba made their way back out onto the boardwalk, and she glanced down at her watch.
"Oh man, I've got like five minutes, shoot. I'm gonna be late."
"Huh? Late for what? " Mokuba said and she showed him her watch. He gulped; he had less time to get back to Lucy. She was probably worried, and when she saw him covered in grim, she was going to have a fit. "Oh man, I'm gonna be in big trouble if I don't get back to Lucy."
"Who's Lucy?" Gwen asked perplexed.
"A lady who's watching me," Mokuba said as he tried to rub some of the sweat and grim off his face and hands.
"Oh a baby sitter, "Gwen said knowingly, Mokuba nodded, he didn't have time to explain what she really was. He grabbed his bag, and Gwen turned to go.
"Well nice meeting you, Prince Charming," she laughed and Mokuba stopped. She'd just called him Prince Charming; did she like him that much? He turned around and shouted to her.
"Hey Gwen, do…do you want to have lunch?"
She looked even more perplexed now, "Lunch?"
"Yeah, lunch with me and my brother. He has a meeting, but he's going to be coming. Can you join us, please?"
Gwen thought a moment, then nodded her head, "Sure why not. In fact I know this great little Italian joint 'DeAntonio's" over at the other end, near the Rio Carnival, that's the place with all the rides and stuff. Just tell them that 'Blondie' sent you, and you'll get first class treatment."
"Great, see you at four then," Mokuba said with a huge grin. "Well bye for now."
Mokuba turned and hurried back to where Lucy was waiting. He had three minutes to make it, but even if he was late it was worth it. He'd made a new friend, and couldn't wait to introduce her to Seto. He was so excited; nothing could bring him down today.
"Right see you at four," Gwen yelled watching Mokuba wave and then rush down the boardwalk. When he was out of sight, she sniffed a little, and turned on her skates. She breezed down the pier till the end, then turned onto the sidewalk and headed towards a parking area near a small beach. The only car there was a BMW limo, colored silver with tinted windows. Gwen skidded up to the car and went around to the passenger side. She stopped by the window, and tapped at it. The door opened and a brown haired man in a black suit stepped out. He had a stern look on his young face, and crossed his arms.
"You're going to be late," he said and Gwen shrugged.
"He can wait," she opened the door, and climbed in. "You brought my suit I hope, Donovan."
"Yes, Ma 'am," said the man and he got back into the passenger side of the car. He indicated to the driver to start the car and head down the block. In the back Gwen pulled out a blue suit, and rolled up the window between her and the driver. Then she pulled off her shorts and shirt and re-dressed herself in the blue suit. When she was done she lowered the window, and started to comb her hair.
"So, did you check what I asked you to," Gwen asked Donovan as he pulled out a laptop.
"Yes, and you're right, he is Seto Kaiba's little brother," he replied and handed her the computer. Gwen looked over the information. An unpleasant smile slipped onto her face.
"Excellent," she snapped the cover down. "If plan A fails then I have a B. And you know what; I hope that he doesn't give in today. Makes things that much more fun, for me at least."
"May I ask why?" Donovan asked carefully, and Gwen gave him a cruel grin, and let out a sharp chuckle.
"Let's just say, I'd like to see what would happen if you pit two brothers, who are devoted to one another, against each other." She glanced out the window, and spotted a boy and a little girl skating. The scene made her pause, and she grew angry. Seto Kaiba would pay for making her life miserable. He was going to learn the meaning of suffering, and she was just the person to teach it to him.
"By the way," Gwen said and Donovan looked at her through the rearview mirror. She pulled out the money she'd taken from the boys. "Put this in the bank would you."
"I thought that was what we were going to pay them with. I found them like you said, and told them to go and rough you up, just like you asked me. " Donovan said to her as she put on some make-up to cover the bruising, and Gwen frowned. "I didn't expect them to be so brutal. You said it would make the perfect bait. They will be expecting some form of monetary payment."
"After what they did, not a chance, but they will be paid," she made a fist and Donovan nodded. "Make sure they understand that if they say anything about this to anyone, it will be very bad for their health."
"Ms. Scotts," the driver said softly, "We're nearly at the building."
"Thank you, Douglas," Gwen said leaning back in her seat and smiled to herself. Soon she would have what she desired, and Seto Kaiba would be the one in pain. Two years she had waited for this chance, and no way was she going to blow it. She would have the Blue-Eyes, nothing was going to stop her. As they turned into the main drive of the office building, Gwen composed herself.
"Don't worry," she thought clipping a broken locket to her neck. "There's nothing that is going to stop me, Nothing."
She got out, and smiled, "Get ready Seto Kaiba, you've met your match."