Mob: First, I will have to say that I dedicate this fic to all those little
children who indeed lost their lives in San Antonio trying to move the
stuck bus. Yes, this was a true story. It was so sad but it inspired me,
and those little kids deserve a lot more and for that they should be known.
I will not use their real names because it's the polite thing to do, if you
do wish to find more about the Haunted Railroad then look it up on the web.
It happened in San Antonio, Texas. Okay, so now you know. And my good
friend Chel (a.k.a Escachick) is helping me write this. ^^
THIS FIC FOLLOWS A TRUE STORY!!!
I do not own Yu-gi-oh!
Chapter 1, Prologue, Julie's POV
Hello, I am one of children who lost their lives on the railroad on a field trip.
We were supposed to go home that evening, however, everything went terribly wrong.
We were crossing a railroad track when all of a sudden the bus got stuck.
We spent hours trying to push it off, some of us stayed in the bus and some of us were outside pushing. We know we should have just walked.
However, we regret that now.
After hours of trying to remove the bus, little did we know a train was coming straight towards us: We couldn't hear the sirens, the loud whistle or the rumbling of the engine, until it was too late.
The train hit the middle of the bus immediately killing the ones inside and making the bus curve in, smashing us who were outside and jamming us into the train. There were no survivors.
We tried to escape, those of us who were still breathing, but we were jammed and shut in tight, and the bus wouldn't budge and the air pressure really didn't help either. We died immediately.
We never said goodbye.
My name is Julie. I was one of those kids who were killed that day. I remember waking up that morning, kissing my mom goodbye and walking to school, excited that I was going on a field trip and getting out of class for a day. But at that moment when I was thrown forward I cried. I cried for me, for the others who never said goodbye or even told their parents that they loved them. I never told mine that. I thought I would be going home that day, however, I was wrong.
So wrong.
The tale has been going on for years: many people drive up to the railroad at night with dust on their cars, and they get stuck on the track.
We push the cars off the track before the train comes, although science says it otherwise.
Scientists say that it has to do with gravity. If it had to do with gravity, then why the hell are there handprints on your cars!?
We are real and we have a story to tell. I hope someone out there will listen, someone who is sensitive, cares a lot about others then he does about himself, is kind to all living creatures, sensitive in the inside but doesn't look it on the outside.
It's hard to find those kinds of people who are actually familiar with the superstitious. If only we could find someone to let the world know about us, let everyone know we were once human beings, that we are not just ghosts....
A very familiar amber-orbed young man was walking down the street wearing dead tight leather pants, a clingy turquoise blue muscle shirt, black platform boots with spiked wristbands. His eyes were outlined with eyeliner and his dandelion-blonde hair was streaked with turquoise.
Many girls and guys whistled, made catcalls, and asked for his number.
He ignored every single person.
But then again, not that many people wear things like that on a normal basis.
He continued making his way over to the Donut Shop, since he had eaten all the donuts Honda had in the kitchen, making him get angry and demand that he go buy more.
Meanwhile, head scattered in the clouds, he walked past a familiar CEO.
"Wait- was that Wheeler just now?" Kaiba looked out from the toy shop that Mokuba had dragged him to.
Without thinking, Kaiba just walked out of the store with Mokuba still inside shopping, following Jou to Ra-knows-where.
He figured that if Joey asked him why he was following him he'd just say that he didn't notice him and that he was going that way too. Simple, ne?
"Kaiba." Joey stopped in his tracks, without even looking behind him.
Kaiba froze. How did he know it was me following him!? "Don't follow me, unless you want to get hurt." Joey turned to face him, Sennen Eye manifesting on his forehead.
"...That eye on your forehead..." the brunet was really getting confused.
Joey smirked. "When the littler Ishtar boy took over my mind, a little bit of him was rooted within the recesses of my soul... just as a little bit of me was planted within his own..."
"Okay, Wheeler... you're freaking me out, here... I suggest you drop your little act, before I go over there and choke it out of you." Kaiba clenched his fist.
With a lightning fast movement, Kaiba found he was being held up three feet from the ground, a hand grasping painfully around his throat, nearly crushing his vocal chords.
God damn!! What the fuck is going on with Wheeler!!?
"Like I said, don't follow me, unless you want to get hurt. I have enough hell to go through without you stalking me." Joey released him from his grasp, and dropped him to the ground. ".Child." he grinned maniacally.
Joey proceeded to walk away, and he felt a disturbance in the alignment pass through his skull. He reached behind and caught a punch that Kaiba had sent towards him, grasping onto his hand.
"What do you want from me, Kaiba?" he raised an eyebrow.
"I want to know what the hell you are. You can't possibly be human." Kaiba yanked his fist away from Joey's harsh grip.
"I'm perfectly human. Just a little... what's the word..." Joey tapped a finger on his chin. "Ah that's it..." his eyes flashed manically.
"...insane..."
Kaiba was about 12 seconds away from calling the Domino Asylum on his cellular, and having the men in the white coats cart Joey off to the Happy Home.
"But then again, you'd be insane if you could see things that others only see in their nightmares." Joey smiled. He walked seductively closer and closer up to the CEO.
"What do you see in your nightmares, Seto?" Joey leaned his face in closer to Kaiba's, their lips centimeters from touching the others.
"......" Kaiba could only stare at the fiery amber orbs that bore into his mind.
"...You're crazy." he finally spoke, but in a low whisper.
"Aren't we all a little crazy, though?" Katsuya brushed his lips lightly against his.
"Hai... I guess so..." Kaiba muttered out incoherently, still recovering from the initial shock of nearly being kissed by the boy in front of him.
"I think I'll be heading of to my current destination. don't follow me. Go back to Mokuba." Jou turned around and walked off with a flourish.
"Now THAT was dramatic." Joey thought, a goofy grin plastering his features. He reached into the pocket of his leather pants, and took out the Sennen Tauk, tossing it up and down.
"What a FREAK." Kaiba shook his head, and walked back down to the toy store, knowing that he was going to get chewed out by Mokuba for leaving him there by himself.
Joey opened his eyes, and looked down at his dragon pentagram. He had just gotten finished with a banishing spell.
Lately, as a result from the effects of being under the Sennen Rod, he had been seeing and hearing things that others could not.
Namely the dead, for one thing.
He looked at his dream catcher.
"You're here to protect me from such things, and you better do your job, or else." he hissed at it.
He looked out the window once more, and blew out the candles surrounding the small circle of dust he had spread around to form a six-pointed star.
Enveloped in the darkness, Joey headed over to his futon, and lay down, looking at the ceiling for a bit, before drifting off to sleep.
Railroad tracks.
Joey looked around a bit, before staring at the hot sun. This looks like. Texas. He stepped on the railroad tracks and began walking on the railing for a bit.
What's that noise??
He turned around, and to his horror, a train was headed right for him!!
OH GOD!!
Turning around, he fled as fast as he could, but try as he might, the train just kept on going faster. He screamed as he was run over, blood pouring over his vision.
Joey woke up in a cold sweat.
"Oh my Gods. that felt. so real." he panted, and looked around. He felt something warm on his shoulder, and on the side of his face. Getting off the futon, he ran up to his mirror, and his reflection stared back him in shock. Blood was pouring from a large cut on his skull, and his shoulder was also covered in crimson.
"Gods, what is happening!?"
THIS FIC FOLLOWS A TRUE STORY!!!
I do not own Yu-gi-oh!
Chapter 1, Prologue, Julie's POV
Hello, I am one of children who lost their lives on the railroad on a field trip.
We were supposed to go home that evening, however, everything went terribly wrong.
We were crossing a railroad track when all of a sudden the bus got stuck.
We spent hours trying to push it off, some of us stayed in the bus and some of us were outside pushing. We know we should have just walked.
However, we regret that now.
After hours of trying to remove the bus, little did we know a train was coming straight towards us: We couldn't hear the sirens, the loud whistle or the rumbling of the engine, until it was too late.
The train hit the middle of the bus immediately killing the ones inside and making the bus curve in, smashing us who were outside and jamming us into the train. There were no survivors.
We tried to escape, those of us who were still breathing, but we were jammed and shut in tight, and the bus wouldn't budge and the air pressure really didn't help either. We died immediately.
We never said goodbye.
My name is Julie. I was one of those kids who were killed that day. I remember waking up that morning, kissing my mom goodbye and walking to school, excited that I was going on a field trip and getting out of class for a day. But at that moment when I was thrown forward I cried. I cried for me, for the others who never said goodbye or even told their parents that they loved them. I never told mine that. I thought I would be going home that day, however, I was wrong.
So wrong.
The tale has been going on for years: many people drive up to the railroad at night with dust on their cars, and they get stuck on the track.
We push the cars off the track before the train comes, although science says it otherwise.
Scientists say that it has to do with gravity. If it had to do with gravity, then why the hell are there handprints on your cars!?
We are real and we have a story to tell. I hope someone out there will listen, someone who is sensitive, cares a lot about others then he does about himself, is kind to all living creatures, sensitive in the inside but doesn't look it on the outside.
It's hard to find those kinds of people who are actually familiar with the superstitious. If only we could find someone to let the world know about us, let everyone know we were once human beings, that we are not just ghosts....
A very familiar amber-orbed young man was walking down the street wearing dead tight leather pants, a clingy turquoise blue muscle shirt, black platform boots with spiked wristbands. His eyes were outlined with eyeliner and his dandelion-blonde hair was streaked with turquoise.
Many girls and guys whistled, made catcalls, and asked for his number.
He ignored every single person.
But then again, not that many people wear things like that on a normal basis.
He continued making his way over to the Donut Shop, since he had eaten all the donuts Honda had in the kitchen, making him get angry and demand that he go buy more.
Meanwhile, head scattered in the clouds, he walked past a familiar CEO.
"Wait- was that Wheeler just now?" Kaiba looked out from the toy shop that Mokuba had dragged him to.
Without thinking, Kaiba just walked out of the store with Mokuba still inside shopping, following Jou to Ra-knows-where.
He figured that if Joey asked him why he was following him he'd just say that he didn't notice him and that he was going that way too. Simple, ne?
"Kaiba." Joey stopped in his tracks, without even looking behind him.
Kaiba froze. How did he know it was me following him!? "Don't follow me, unless you want to get hurt." Joey turned to face him, Sennen Eye manifesting on his forehead.
"...That eye on your forehead..." the brunet was really getting confused.
Joey smirked. "When the littler Ishtar boy took over my mind, a little bit of him was rooted within the recesses of my soul... just as a little bit of me was planted within his own..."
"Okay, Wheeler... you're freaking me out, here... I suggest you drop your little act, before I go over there and choke it out of you." Kaiba clenched his fist.
With a lightning fast movement, Kaiba found he was being held up three feet from the ground, a hand grasping painfully around his throat, nearly crushing his vocal chords.
God damn!! What the fuck is going on with Wheeler!!?
"Like I said, don't follow me, unless you want to get hurt. I have enough hell to go through without you stalking me." Joey released him from his grasp, and dropped him to the ground. ".Child." he grinned maniacally.
Joey proceeded to walk away, and he felt a disturbance in the alignment pass through his skull. He reached behind and caught a punch that Kaiba had sent towards him, grasping onto his hand.
"What do you want from me, Kaiba?" he raised an eyebrow.
"I want to know what the hell you are. You can't possibly be human." Kaiba yanked his fist away from Joey's harsh grip.
"I'm perfectly human. Just a little... what's the word..." Joey tapped a finger on his chin. "Ah that's it..." his eyes flashed manically.
"...insane..."
Kaiba was about 12 seconds away from calling the Domino Asylum on his cellular, and having the men in the white coats cart Joey off to the Happy Home.
"But then again, you'd be insane if you could see things that others only see in their nightmares." Joey smiled. He walked seductively closer and closer up to the CEO.
"What do you see in your nightmares, Seto?" Joey leaned his face in closer to Kaiba's, their lips centimeters from touching the others.
"......" Kaiba could only stare at the fiery amber orbs that bore into his mind.
"...You're crazy." he finally spoke, but in a low whisper.
"Aren't we all a little crazy, though?" Katsuya brushed his lips lightly against his.
"Hai... I guess so..." Kaiba muttered out incoherently, still recovering from the initial shock of nearly being kissed by the boy in front of him.
"I think I'll be heading of to my current destination. don't follow me. Go back to Mokuba." Jou turned around and walked off with a flourish.
"Now THAT was dramatic." Joey thought, a goofy grin plastering his features. He reached into the pocket of his leather pants, and took out the Sennen Tauk, tossing it up and down.
"What a FREAK." Kaiba shook his head, and walked back down to the toy store, knowing that he was going to get chewed out by Mokuba for leaving him there by himself.
Joey opened his eyes, and looked down at his dragon pentagram. He had just gotten finished with a banishing spell.
Lately, as a result from the effects of being under the Sennen Rod, he had been seeing and hearing things that others could not.
Namely the dead, for one thing.
He looked at his dream catcher.
"You're here to protect me from such things, and you better do your job, or else." he hissed at it.
He looked out the window once more, and blew out the candles surrounding the small circle of dust he had spread around to form a six-pointed star.
Enveloped in the darkness, Joey headed over to his futon, and lay down, looking at the ceiling for a bit, before drifting off to sleep.
Railroad tracks.
Joey looked around a bit, before staring at the hot sun. This looks like. Texas. He stepped on the railroad tracks and began walking on the railing for a bit.
What's that noise??
He turned around, and to his horror, a train was headed right for him!!
OH GOD!!
Turning around, he fled as fast as he could, but try as he might, the train just kept on going faster. He screamed as he was run over, blood pouring over his vision.
Joey woke up in a cold sweat.
"Oh my Gods. that felt. so real." he panted, and looked around. He felt something warm on his shoulder, and on the side of his face. Getting off the futon, he ran up to his mirror, and his reflection stared back him in shock. Blood was pouring from a large cut on his skull, and his shoulder was also covered in crimson.
"Gods, what is happening!?"