Author's Note #3 Yay!
Well, here's chapter three which I wrote, unlegibly, in a note book last year. I used a lot of the same ideas from what I had written, but it's not entirely the same. I like how the new came out better than the old. Adding the fact that you can read this and not my rushed hand writing. I hope you like the story so far and please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't and will never own the Yu-Gi-Oh anime or manga. Let's face the truth, it'll never ever happen, they will always be copyrighted to their respected owners and we'd all like to keep it that way.
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Chapter Three
.: Crispy Duelist :.
The blonde took a step back raising his fists, " Alright! Where's da' real Bakura!? " The silver haired boy smirked before responding. " That shouldn't be your first priority for concerns right now, Joey. " A chill climbed through Joey's spine as the brisk wind combed his hair, " Waddya' mean!? " " Oh, you'll soon find out!! " Bakura burst out in a maddening laugh as the Millennium Ring began to glow violently; then started his advancement towards Joey..
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The young duelist cringed in his sleep; unable to awaken from his horrible nightmare. Yugi tossed and turned being constricted by his sheets as sweat streamed down his rosy cheeks. He let a soft whimper escape his lips trying to hold in the pain.
~
Flashes of blood streamed through the boys mind as thousands of grainy visions rapidly passed by. Visions of a dragon towering high in the sky with great dark flapping wings; another of a young boy laying crisp on the sidewalk drowning in his own pool of blood.
Amazingly enough, this boy was still alive, but hanging by a thread. His breathing was slow and dulled; making gasps for life. He managed to slowly roll over making his burns and deep scars more visible.
The boy's face was barely recognizable and only a few clumps of his blonde tresses were noticeable through his blood stained hair. Another distorted scene raced by of a large figure wielding an enflamed sword. The sword was raised high above this warrior's head. The scene whisked back to the boy, his eyes glistening with fear, Yugi could almost feel the pounding in the other boys chest as well as hear it.
The boy closed his eyes tight letting crystal tears flow uncontrollably; unable to avoid what came next. The sword came down swift cutting through the air, the boy let out a harsh pained scream, which shot through Yugi's mind almost shattering his soul.
Blood splattered on the face of the warrior, who couldn't hide his tears. He held his sword at his side, watching the boy helplessly take in his final breathes. The boy stared vacantly at the clear dark blue sky; watching the beautiful stars twinkle their good-byes.
He could no longer feel the blood oozing from the deep gash his abdomen; the boy coughed up a good amount of that thick red liquid before uttering his last word, " Serenity.. " Then it all went dark.
~
Bakura stood above the boy laughing insanely at his "work of art. " His Millennium Ring flashed it's light one final time that night, turning the broken warrior back into it's original form. The dragon hovering high above this brutal scene let out a planet shaking roar before doing as the warrior did.
The cards fluttered down next to the blonde boy as if to say, " Sorry, please forgive us? We didn't mean it.. " The last scene in this nightmare was Bakura shoving his hands into his pockets and quickly disappearing before anyone could even think about checking out the area.
~
Yugi shot up in his bed gasping roughly for air as tears flooded from his frightened eyes. " Joey.. " The boy gripped his sheets pulling them close to his chest. " Did.. that just really happen? " Yugi asked himself under his breath; his words filled with horror.
Terrified, the poor duelist laid back down, able to hear his own heart beating. " Please let it have only been a dream.. Please let it have only been a dream.. " Yugi chanted consistently in his head until sleep took him over once more.
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* There's chapter three, my dearest apologies for killing off Joey. I know if you're a Joey fan you're probably going to hate me for all of... five seconds or it's what I'm hoping at least. :O I hope you thought that chapter turned out alright; I was pretty happy with it. Please R & R! :D?
:: In the not so distant background is Tristan playing pong with Yami Malik. Along with Joey, Mai, Mokuba, and Kimo gambling for the last tub of ice cream. In some other corner is Yami, Serenity, and Pegasus taking whacks at their newly found pinyata (sp), which for some reason has a head that looks exactly like Yugi's. Then somewhere in a place that I haven't mentioned is everyone else playing Pictionary and losing horribly. ::
End.
Well, here's chapter three which I wrote, unlegibly, in a note book last year. I used a lot of the same ideas from what I had written, but it's not entirely the same. I like how the new came out better than the old. Adding the fact that you can read this and not my rushed hand writing. I hope you like the story so far and please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't and will never own the Yu-Gi-Oh anime or manga. Let's face the truth, it'll never ever happen, they will always be copyrighted to their respected owners and we'd all like to keep it that way.
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Chapter Three
.: Crispy Duelist :.
The blonde took a step back raising his fists, " Alright! Where's da' real Bakura!? " The silver haired boy smirked before responding. " That shouldn't be your first priority for concerns right now, Joey. " A chill climbed through Joey's spine as the brisk wind combed his hair, " Waddya' mean!? " " Oh, you'll soon find out!! " Bakura burst out in a maddening laugh as the Millennium Ring began to glow violently; then started his advancement towards Joey..
~
The young duelist cringed in his sleep; unable to awaken from his horrible nightmare. Yugi tossed and turned being constricted by his sheets as sweat streamed down his rosy cheeks. He let a soft whimper escape his lips trying to hold in the pain.
~
Flashes of blood streamed through the boys mind as thousands of grainy visions rapidly passed by. Visions of a dragon towering high in the sky with great dark flapping wings; another of a young boy laying crisp on the sidewalk drowning in his own pool of blood.
Amazingly enough, this boy was still alive, but hanging by a thread. His breathing was slow and dulled; making gasps for life. He managed to slowly roll over making his burns and deep scars more visible.
The boy's face was barely recognizable and only a few clumps of his blonde tresses were noticeable through his blood stained hair. Another distorted scene raced by of a large figure wielding an enflamed sword. The sword was raised high above this warrior's head. The scene whisked back to the boy, his eyes glistening with fear, Yugi could almost feel the pounding in the other boys chest as well as hear it.
The boy closed his eyes tight letting crystal tears flow uncontrollably; unable to avoid what came next. The sword came down swift cutting through the air, the boy let out a harsh pained scream, which shot through Yugi's mind almost shattering his soul.
Blood splattered on the face of the warrior, who couldn't hide his tears. He held his sword at his side, watching the boy helplessly take in his final breathes. The boy stared vacantly at the clear dark blue sky; watching the beautiful stars twinkle their good-byes.
He could no longer feel the blood oozing from the deep gash his abdomen; the boy coughed up a good amount of that thick red liquid before uttering his last word, " Serenity.. " Then it all went dark.
~
Bakura stood above the boy laughing insanely at his "work of art. " His Millennium Ring flashed it's light one final time that night, turning the broken warrior back into it's original form. The dragon hovering high above this brutal scene let out a planet shaking roar before doing as the warrior did.
The cards fluttered down next to the blonde boy as if to say, " Sorry, please forgive us? We didn't mean it.. " The last scene in this nightmare was Bakura shoving his hands into his pockets and quickly disappearing before anyone could even think about checking out the area.
~
Yugi shot up in his bed gasping roughly for air as tears flooded from his frightened eyes. " Joey.. " The boy gripped his sheets pulling them close to his chest. " Did.. that just really happen? " Yugi asked himself under his breath; his words filled with horror.
Terrified, the poor duelist laid back down, able to hear his own heart beating. " Please let it have only been a dream.. Please let it have only been a dream.. " Yugi chanted consistently in his head until sleep took him over once more.
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* There's chapter three, my dearest apologies for killing off Joey. I know if you're a Joey fan you're probably going to hate me for all of... five seconds or it's what I'm hoping at least. :O I hope you thought that chapter turned out alright; I was pretty happy with it. Please R & R! :D?
:: In the not so distant background is Tristan playing pong with Yami Malik. Along with Joey, Mai, Mokuba, and Kimo gambling for the last tub of ice cream. In some other corner is Yami, Serenity, and Pegasus taking whacks at their newly found pinyata (sp), which for some reason has a head that looks exactly like Yugi's. Then somewhere in a place that I haven't mentioned is everyone else playing Pictionary and losing horribly. ::
End.