(Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.or Seto Kaiba.^_^ Or Joey Wheeler!)
The stars were twinkling with white light; the moon radiated white light onto the ground, just enough to light the way of a shadowy figure. The figure glanced up at the moon; his crystal eyes reflected the light.
"Agent 009, do you read me?" the stature stopped moving for a moment to pick up the small walkie-talkie on his belt.
"Roger that." His voice was dark and low, like a bass interment, "I see the fortress. Where do you want me to break in?" Of coarse, what the figure was talking about was the large pyramid that was in front of him. It, like everything else, was only sketchy in the moonlight. "You said that I didn't need directions. You'd tell me what I'd need to know offhand."
The man on the radio sighed, "Agent 009, I HAVE what we need to complete this mission. You are the best of the best here, Agent 009 you can handle this mission. Now go around the back of the pyramid, there's a secret entrance back there." The conversation ended at that exact point. Agent 009 pulled out what looked like a locket with a small boy with black hair in it.
"Let's get this over with." The figure fingered his way across the chilly sand of the desert.
In a few minutes he made his way to the back of the pyramid.the next few seconds went by like milliseconds, an arrow of poison zinged passed Agent 009's ear. He passed for a moment, taking in the impact for a moment, then sighed .too easy.
But, he realized the next second that nothing is as easy, as it seems. Another arrow, this time the arrow was white, his him in the neck. It didn't seem to effect Agent 009 for a moment or two, until his eyes flipped to the back of his head; Agent 009 fell to the ground.
The back of the pyramid opened to revel a never-ending light. A figure walked out of it, and quickly grabbed the neck collar of the fallen agent.
"Perfect." The figure lugged the unconscious, but he left a cracked locket. A gust of wind shot out of the distance, covering the locket in dusty sand.
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The stars were twinkling with white light; the moon radiated white light onto the ground, just enough to light the way of a shadowy figure. The figure glanced up at the moon; his crystal eyes reflected the light.
"Agent 009, do you read me?" the stature stopped moving for a moment to pick up the small walkie-talkie on his belt.
"Roger that." His voice was dark and low, like a bass interment, "I see the fortress. Where do you want me to break in?" Of coarse, what the figure was talking about was the large pyramid that was in front of him. It, like everything else, was only sketchy in the moonlight. "You said that I didn't need directions. You'd tell me what I'd need to know offhand."
The man on the radio sighed, "Agent 009, I HAVE what we need to complete this mission. You are the best of the best here, Agent 009 you can handle this mission. Now go around the back of the pyramid, there's a secret entrance back there." The conversation ended at that exact point. Agent 009 pulled out what looked like a locket with a small boy with black hair in it.
"Let's get this over with." The figure fingered his way across the chilly sand of the desert.
In a few minutes he made his way to the back of the pyramid.the next few seconds went by like milliseconds, an arrow of poison zinged passed Agent 009's ear. He passed for a moment, taking in the impact for a moment, then sighed .too easy.
But, he realized the next second that nothing is as easy, as it seems. Another arrow, this time the arrow was white, his him in the neck. It didn't seem to effect Agent 009 for a moment or two, until his eyes flipped to the back of his head; Agent 009 fell to the ground.
The back of the pyramid opened to revel a never-ending light. A figure walked out of it, and quickly grabbed the neck collar of the fallen agent.
"Perfect." The figure lugged the unconscious, but he left a cracked locket. A gust of wind shot out of the distance, covering the locket in dusty sand.
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