.: Some Weird Intro Thing :.
Aka An Author's Note!
I started the idea for this fanfic some time last year, unfortunately, I've been too damn lazy to go through with it. XD Please, give it a chance and reviewotherwise the poptarts will come and eat your soul. I'd also like to thank my buddy, Yami no Tsuki, as well for helping me figure out the odds and ends with FF.net and reading over my fic. So her soul is spared from the poptart wrath.
Anyway, enjoy the fic, review whatever you like. Good comments, flames, whatever floats your hydrovehicle.
Disclaimer: I own not this Yu-Gi-Oh anime show or the manga. They're all copyright their highly respected owners. I don't own the rights to poptarts either, so don't bother asking.
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Chapter One
.: A Determined Start :.
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" AHHHHHHH. . .!! " A blood curdling scream rang throughout Domino City. Blood had spilt in one of the city's many back alleys where a young boy no older than thirteen lay limp on the asphalt. " Heh, that's what you get for not giving me your full cooperation, fool. " An older boy loomed over the lifeless body, smirking at a job well done as he swiftly closed his pocket knife, thrusting it into his pocket.
He bent down reaching for the device on the young boy's arm, a blood stained duel disk to be exact, his silver tresses beamed in the moonlight. The silver haired boy carefully slipped a card deck from the device, then fingered through the cards quickly. " Pft, nothing of any good use. " He stood up, letting the cards fall from his hand into small pools of blood on the ground, and was on his way.
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The sunlight poured into little Yugi's room reflecting a soft light off his Millennium Puzzle, which was hung on the opposite wall of his window. The master duelist slept serenely in his bed undisturbed by the soft chirping of birds outside.
" Beep. .beep. .beep! " Yugi rolled over in his bed, flopping a hand on top of the digital alarm clock resting on his desk, which read 8:00 a.m. The young boy wearily sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes before stretching with a loud yawn. He stared vacantly at the bottom of his bed, obviously, not quite alive yet.
The poor boy was up most of the night improving his deck for the continuation of the Battle City Tournament. He sat there slowly regaining full awareness as he recollected the dream he had that night. The dream wasn't the clearest one he had ever experienced, and was also not the longest. Yugi was more so surprised that he remembered the entire thing.
The dream consisted of Bakura walking down an alley behind the convenient store a few blocks down the street. With him followed a younger boy scared and frightened, Bakura yelled at the boy demanding something. He definately wasn't himself, the younger boy refused to tell him anything then it all went dark.
Yugi disregarded the dream for now, it was too bizarre to him. Maybe it had a meaning, maybe it didn't, but he would soon find out. " Yugi! " His grandfather abruptly knocked on his door. " Hurry and get dressed, there's something in today's paper I want you to see! " Yugi quickly snapped out of his trance and slipped out of bed; then rushed to get dressed.
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" What is it Grandpa? " The boy shuffled towards his grandfather, who was at the front counter of the Game Shop, with a questioning look. " Take a look at this Yugi. " Solomon said in a worried tone as he pointed at the front page article. Yugi quickly scanned it over widening his eyes. " This is horrible, a young boy was killed early last night just after sun down."
Yugi thought about his dream again, " Was this the same boy? " He questioned himself, " No, it couldn't be, we got rid of the Millennium Ring back in Duelist Kingdom. Tristan threw it out into the forest. " He shook the thought out of his mind and chalked it up to coincidence, " This couldn't of been the same boy. "
" Yugi? " His grandpa faced him a bit grief stricken, " Please be careful at the tournament. Don't stay out too late from now on, I don't want anything to happen to you. " Yugi gave a quick sympathetic nod knowing that his grandfather knew how important this tournament was for him and didn't want to take him out of it. " I'll be alright, Grandpa, and I promise you I will be careful. "
With a look of determination, Yugi went back up stairs to get his dueling equipment. Soon after a familiar face stepped into the Game Shop, " Hi, Mr. Motou, is Yugi here? " She said in a soft polite tone as cheerful as ever. " Yes, Tea', he'll be down stairs in a minute, " his grandpa paced himself over to an open door leading to the up stairs. "Yugi! Tea' is here! "
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" Alright! " Yugi yelled back while adjusting his duel disk on to his arm. His darker half, Yami, sat transparent on his bed. " Do you think that dream you had connects to the murder last night? " The ancient pharaoh seemed more than convinced that it was.
" I'm not too sure, Yami, I hope it isn't. Bakura was in my dream.. there's no way he could have killed that boy. He doesn't have the Millennium Ring any more. " Yugi really didn't want it to be Bakura, the poor boy had enough suffering with his Yami and didn't deserve any more.
" I hope it's not as well, but you need to take it into account, we'll find Bakura today and stop this before it gets out of hand, if it is him. " Yugi's darker side gave him a look of reassurance before disappearing into the Millennium Puzzle.
Yugi stood a little more confident than before with his hand clenched against his chest. " Alright, Yami, lets go find Bakura and stop him for his own good! "
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* In my own honest opinion, I think this chapter started out kinda slow, but those I asked said it was decent. It will get better as it goes on I assure you, if you had issues with this one. Joey and Tristan will make their appearance next chapter, it should prove amusing. x3
And for your reading pleasure and or entertainment! Here's Joey doing a Hulla Dance!
:: Joey is pushed out on stage in a long hulla skirt and a coconut bra with Tristan right behind playing some insturment. ::
End.
Aka An Author's Note!
I started the idea for this fanfic some time last year, unfortunately, I've been too damn lazy to go through with it. XD Please, give it a chance and reviewotherwise the poptarts will come and eat your soul. I'd also like to thank my buddy, Yami no Tsuki, as well for helping me figure out the odds and ends with FF.net and reading over my fic. So her soul is spared from the poptart wrath.
Anyway, enjoy the fic, review whatever you like. Good comments, flames, whatever floats your hydrovehicle.
Disclaimer: I own not this Yu-Gi-Oh anime show or the manga. They're all copyright their highly respected owners. I don't own the rights to poptarts either, so don't bother asking.
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Chapter One
.: A Determined Start :.
~
" AHHHHHHH. . .!! " A blood curdling scream rang throughout Domino City. Blood had spilt in one of the city's many back alleys where a young boy no older than thirteen lay limp on the asphalt. " Heh, that's what you get for not giving me your full cooperation, fool. " An older boy loomed over the lifeless body, smirking at a job well done as he swiftly closed his pocket knife, thrusting it into his pocket.
He bent down reaching for the device on the young boy's arm, a blood stained duel disk to be exact, his silver tresses beamed in the moonlight. The silver haired boy carefully slipped a card deck from the device, then fingered through the cards quickly. " Pft, nothing of any good use. " He stood up, letting the cards fall from his hand into small pools of blood on the ground, and was on his way.
~
The sunlight poured into little Yugi's room reflecting a soft light off his Millennium Puzzle, which was hung on the opposite wall of his window. The master duelist slept serenely in his bed undisturbed by the soft chirping of birds outside.
" Beep. .beep. .beep! " Yugi rolled over in his bed, flopping a hand on top of the digital alarm clock resting on his desk, which read 8:00 a.m. The young boy wearily sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes before stretching with a loud yawn. He stared vacantly at the bottom of his bed, obviously, not quite alive yet.
The poor boy was up most of the night improving his deck for the continuation of the Battle City Tournament. He sat there slowly regaining full awareness as he recollected the dream he had that night. The dream wasn't the clearest one he had ever experienced, and was also not the longest. Yugi was more so surprised that he remembered the entire thing.
The dream consisted of Bakura walking down an alley behind the convenient store a few blocks down the street. With him followed a younger boy scared and frightened, Bakura yelled at the boy demanding something. He definately wasn't himself, the younger boy refused to tell him anything then it all went dark.
Yugi disregarded the dream for now, it was too bizarre to him. Maybe it had a meaning, maybe it didn't, but he would soon find out. " Yugi! " His grandfather abruptly knocked on his door. " Hurry and get dressed, there's something in today's paper I want you to see! " Yugi quickly snapped out of his trance and slipped out of bed; then rushed to get dressed.
~
" What is it Grandpa? " The boy shuffled towards his grandfather, who was at the front counter of the Game Shop, with a questioning look. " Take a look at this Yugi. " Solomon said in a worried tone as he pointed at the front page article. Yugi quickly scanned it over widening his eyes. " This is horrible, a young boy was killed early last night just after sun down."
Yugi thought about his dream again, " Was this the same boy? " He questioned himself, " No, it couldn't be, we got rid of the Millennium Ring back in Duelist Kingdom. Tristan threw it out into the forest. " He shook the thought out of his mind and chalked it up to coincidence, " This couldn't of been the same boy. "
" Yugi? " His grandpa faced him a bit grief stricken, " Please be careful at the tournament. Don't stay out too late from now on, I don't want anything to happen to you. " Yugi gave a quick sympathetic nod knowing that his grandfather knew how important this tournament was for him and didn't want to take him out of it. " I'll be alright, Grandpa, and I promise you I will be careful. "
With a look of determination, Yugi went back up stairs to get his dueling equipment. Soon after a familiar face stepped into the Game Shop, " Hi, Mr. Motou, is Yugi here? " She said in a soft polite tone as cheerful as ever. " Yes, Tea', he'll be down stairs in a minute, " his grandpa paced himself over to an open door leading to the up stairs. "Yugi! Tea' is here! "
~
" Alright! " Yugi yelled back while adjusting his duel disk on to his arm. His darker half, Yami, sat transparent on his bed. " Do you think that dream you had connects to the murder last night? " The ancient pharaoh seemed more than convinced that it was.
" I'm not too sure, Yami, I hope it isn't. Bakura was in my dream.. there's no way he could have killed that boy. He doesn't have the Millennium Ring any more. " Yugi really didn't want it to be Bakura, the poor boy had enough suffering with his Yami and didn't deserve any more.
" I hope it's not as well, but you need to take it into account, we'll find Bakura today and stop this before it gets out of hand, if it is him. " Yugi's darker side gave him a look of reassurance before disappearing into the Millennium Puzzle.
Yugi stood a little more confident than before with his hand clenched against his chest. " Alright, Yami, lets go find Bakura and stop him for his own good! "
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* In my own honest opinion, I think this chapter started out kinda slow, but those I asked said it was decent. It will get better as it goes on I assure you, if you had issues with this one. Joey and Tristan will make their appearance next chapter, it should prove amusing. x3
And for your reading pleasure and or entertainment! Here's Joey doing a Hulla Dance!
:: Joey is pushed out on stage in a long hulla skirt and a coconut bra with Tristan right behind playing some insturment. ::
End.