Ok, since I think it would be weird to have the characters give the back story, pay attention to this little section. Let it be what makes up your mind for you, if this is worth spending your time reading or not.
This is an alternate (thus AU) version of Battle City. The characters are slightly different as well, Seto Kaiba has a yami. That yami is non other than his former self, the Egyptian priest. Seto also holds an eighth item, the Card. From what I understand from the fellow that RPs this Seto, the card is the key to controlling the monsters and the realm they are trapped in. Yami Seto is after the Items, Seto is just along for the ride. Yami Seto's intentions are unknown. But so far he has taken the Puzzle from Yuugi and locked Yami Yuugi away. The Ring was also stolen from Bakura, the Spirit of the Ring was later released upon Seraph Reaver's request. All three god cards are also in Seto's possession. Bakura still has the Eye, however. Malik's Rod was claimed as well, and now things are at a standstill. Bakura wants his Ring back, a mysterious person is working with him for unknown reasons and Seto's in the middle of a change.
The other Item holders are not a part of the RP as we want whole new persons to play them rather than our core group taking on the parts. Seraph Reaver was mentioned earlier, she is my fan character (monster to be exact) and here's a bit warning. She's hooked up with Bakura whom is RPed by Kura (ok, that`s not his real name but who needs it ;D). Seto also has his eye on Cloey Kujaku, another original character. She belongs to herself and is Mai's sister. Yet another original character is Naki Del'Cronzfire, as far as I know she has no ties to the cannon characters. I would have asked her, but this is just a big surprise for everyone. Other friend's characters are bound to pop up later, even if they just get cameos. I am determined to take this seriously and work my damnedest to make it believable.
If you've read this far, I suppose that means you're going to give the story a try. I'm only doing the disclaimer once and not before/after each chapter, I think that's all it needs honestly.
Yu-Gi-Oh! characters and everything related is (c) Kazuki Takahashi, original characters are the brain children of my friends and myself. We are so messed up ;D
Seto idly leaned on the railing before him. He had journeyed to the top of a building down town, he had no particular reason for it. He just wished to observe things from a higher vantage. The city was alive with his tournament even well into the night, it had been rocky in the beginning though. His schemes had worked sooner than he thought and here he was, on top of his Card he was now the proud owner of the Ring, Puzzle and Rod. The Kaiba Corp. CEO gave a thin smile as he rolled the Rod between his hands. The cold surface of it mixed with the bite of the wind numbed his hands further. Even when he lost some of the duels to claim a certain item, he still managed to claim it in the end. Mokuba's voice sounded over the comlink in his coat collar and Seto tapped it to open two-way communications.
"Seto, it's getting late. Don't you think you should get something to eat before you hit the duels again?"
"I have all I need for the finals, Mokuba. I don't need to duel again," he replied over the howl of the wind.
"Well yeah, but I'd think you would have worked up an appetite by now. You haven't eaten all day, big bro."
Seto smirked, his brother was right. He'd only eaten a cereal bar or something similar that morning. But the high he was on at the moment had made him forget his hunger. Now that he was reminded, of course his stomach began to growl. "Very well, I'll have the chopper pick me up then we can make plans to go somewhere to celebrate everything."
"Ok, see you then," Mokuba chirped happily through the communicator. He frowned slightly once the connection was dropped. Since Seto had become so wrapped up in his plans the two brothers hardly spent any time together. It had become far too dangerous for Mokuba to be by his side constantly, Seto had made a good deal of enemies in only a few days. There was Bakura who had seemed to have pushed Ryou aside indefinitely and his strange demon friend to worry about. And then Yuugi... Mokuba felt sorry for the teen, he had his best friend/other half taken from him and had been reduced to a recluse in no time flat. He hadn't seen nor heard a thing about his brother's biggest rival since his Puzzle was taken. Something had to of happened to make him just vanish and keep his friends quiet. Bakura seemed to have help as well, another person who had ties with ancient Egypt. Malik and his goons were still the biggest threat, the Egyptian had so many lackeys it was almost impossible to know when one would be around. That was why Mokuba was dressed how he was. His normally free range mane of raven hair was tucked tightly under a beanie and he wore a pair of lightly tinted glasses to help obscure his facial features. His normal clothing was replaced with more street looking attire, jeans too big for his small frame and full of holes. The boy rubbed his scalp through the beanie before he jabbed his personal body guard in the side. In order to help complete the ruse, the `body guard' was nothing more than a high school kid Seto had paid (and scared) into looking after Mokuba.
"Come on Vince," Mokuba said. "We go meet the driver at the corner and he'll take you home. You're done for the day, Seto's going to pick me up."
"Good," the teen snorted. "I don't care how rich your brother is, he's keeping me from spending time with my friends. I had better come out of this with very fat pockets to make up for my wasted free time."
"You do your job well and keep me from having to say bad things about you and he will make it worth your time," the much smaller figure snapped.
Vince held his hands up and apologized as eyes of passer-byers looked to him and the angry kid. "Ok, ok. Sorry. Don't get your panties in a bunch." He wanted to add a spoiled brat comment, but decided it wasn't the best way to go and left it off.
"You don't know how happy I'll be when all of this is over," Mokuba grunted before sitting on the curb.
"You and me both, kid."
"I'm telling you Cloey, I'll be at the finals in no time!" Mai exclaimed happily while she drove. Her younger sister didn't look too thrilled at all. She leaned on the door and rolled her eyes before adjusting the shoulder strap of the seat belt. What the hell had happened to the people Mai was hanging with? They had kept her annoying older sister occupied and now that they had vanished she was getting Mai's full attention.
"Traitors," she whispered under her breath at the thought.
"What was that?" Mai asked as she turned the volume down on the stereo.
"Huh? Oh, nothing," Cloey shrugged as she brushed a blonde lock of hair from her eyes. Sometimes she really hated her sister's car. Didn't it have a top, why did Mai never use the blooming thing? She was tired of her hair always blowing around every which way. Mai's never seemed to budge much, Cloey didn't know how her sister managed to keep it both very soft and so in shape. "So, where are we going?" Cloey asked at last.
"I'm treating my favorite little sister to dinner!" Mai beamed.
"Really now. On what occasion?" Cloey knew damn well Mai didn't do things like this out of the kindness of her heart.
"It was the condition of one of the duels I won today. If I won he had to buy dinner for you and I. I told him you were almost as much as a looker as me. If he won I had to date him for at least a month and then introduce you two. The moron thought he had it made either way and accepted in a heartbeat," Mai grinned. She always did have a way to get just what she wanted.
"Thank you so much for bringing me into this, my darling sister," Cloey huffed.
"Relax, I won and you get a fancy dinner out of it, don't you?"
"Oh, fancy you say?" Cloey perked up with more interest. "Do go on..."
"We have no limit, take what you want. We meet him there to pay for it. That was another condition, no way was I letting him in my car!"
"I just hope he's tolerable. Don't want to ruin my meal."
"Do your best to ignore him. Some over enthused pencil neck, obviously never had a date in his life," Mai said with a shrug.
"Oh, how wonderful," came her sister's scathing reply.
Seraph Reaver's snarl deepened as she listened to her master and the strange girl make plans. Why Bakura had joined with someone else was beyond her. Until the other two were finished with the ground work, Seraph was useless. She felt it too and was currently pacing around in front of them.
"Would you sit down, please," the unusually gruff voice hissed from the girl's throat. Seraph had to remind herself that this time the male spirit had a female host. She didn't like this other spirit and he knew it well, so no words needed to be exchanged when she flopped down in the grass with a growl.
"I would appreciate you not speak to her that way," Bakura said after the hostile exchange.
"She's not very well trained, pacing like a man awaiting his sentence in a trial."
"This is the first time I have not actively involved her in the planning process. She's restless and angry. She wants the Ring back around my neck as well."
"And how do you know the demon won't double cross you?"
"How do you know that you and I won't double cross one another?" Bakura answered with a question. "I trust her with my life. I trust you with nothing, but I did see an opportunity and I opted to take it."
"My sentiments exactly," the spirit said.
"Tell me, Seijuu," Bakura said as he pulled the conversation back on track. "If I manage to get Ryou to help on this, can you assure me you will be able to gain Naki's services? We will only have one shot at this."
"I can assure you of nothing," the red-headed spirit grumbled. "And I honestly believe that we should leave our lighter halves out of this. Put on a ruse, play their part. Get in close to our target and gain his confidence. Then we go from there..."
"If this results in the lose of my master again," Seraph warned. "I will hold you completely responsible."
"Likewise, should any misdeeds befall me, I will hold you and your `master' as the causes."
"There will be no errors on our part," Bakura stated firmly.
"And there will be none on mine," Seijuu said with an oily grin.
"For your sake, I hope you are right," the demoness growled.
"I could say the same for you, my dear."
Seraph hissed again before she shifted realms.
"We'll speak of this again tomorrow."
"In the mean time," Seijuu began as he got to his feet. "I suggest you put your pet through some obedience training."
"Now, his name is Troy. He's got bright red-orange hair and pale skin. I think he said he had Irish roots. But he's American," Mai explained as she and her sister approached the restaurant. Cloey hardly heard her, as they drove she began to like the idea less and less. The girl was currently carefully putting her hair back into place as Mai gave them the name the reservation was under. She didn't even hear, nor did she care until Mai elbowed her in the arm.
"Hey, I walked off and you didn't even notice. Come on, I don't know about you but I'm eager to see the menu."
"Yeah, sure," Cloey shrugged as she put her compact away and followed. She could have been out just chilling with Naki, but her sister had dragged her off. Cloey was sure Naki'd already made other plans by now so it was pointless to try and set anything up. The blonde just knew this dinner idea would turn into a big mess.
Troy drummed his fingers on the table. He was in Japan and had wanted to eat at a place themed as such, Mai had chosen an Italian place though. Where he lived there was just about nothing but Italian and Mexican joints, and now he was certain all the money had had set aside for extra purposes would be blown on his lost bet. The teen sighed and lowered his head before running fingers through the short shock of orange locks. Oh well, at least he'd have the memory of taking two beautiful girls out to dinner. And what luck, one had been Mai! He'd heard much about her, she'd been one of the finalist's from Pegasus' tournament. And boy was she a looker, he knew he didn't have a chance with her. However, there was her sister. Maybe he could make a lasting impression on someone after all since he was out of the tournament. He'd be the envy of everyone back home, dating a Japanese woman when others could only dream. Troy grinned widely and rubbed his eye when his contact shifted. He quickly put eye drops in, not wanting anything to go wrong when his dates arrived.
"Your tournament sure did bring in some strange people," Mokuba said with a wrinkled nose as he watched the American at the other table. He was grinning like a fool and looked very much like the tourist.
Seto only nodded before he folded his menu. "Made up your mind yet?" he asked.
"Almost, can't quite decide on chicken or shrimp..."
"Get both," Seto shrugged. "You can take home what you don't eat." The CEO closed his mouth before he could say anything else, a familiar and albeit, annoying voice called out to someone over the droning of the other diners. He scowled lightly and hoped he wouldn't have to deal with Mai two times today. She had the audacity to challenge him earlier even after she had seen the duel where he won his final locator card. Not that he even needed to take part in the pre-duels, he just wanted to put his skills to good use.
Mokuba too didn't seem thrilled to hear Mai, he even ducked behind his menu when she and her younger sister sat down with the American. "Hey..." Mokuba said after a long period of just listening to the chat from Mai's table. "Isn't that Mai's sister, Cloey?" He didn't know why, but Seto had seemed quite taken with the girl. He talked about her, not much but then again for Seto to talk about anyone even a small amount they had to of made some impact on him.
Seto casually looked over his shoulder then let his head move back to it's previous position. "Yes, it is. And your point?" he asked in his usual blunt manner.
His younger brother just shrugged. "Thought you'd be happy to see Mai's looking after her. Since you said she's had some not too pleasant run-ins with Bakura and that purple gargoyle thing."
"Demon," Seto corrected him. "She's a demon. And I don't worry about her in the least. Thanks to Malik's `gift' I can handle her easily."
Mokuba's eyes went wide and he gasped. "So you figured out how to use that gold stick thing?"
"The Rod is handy, yes," Seto replied.
"Anyway," Mokuba said to change the topic, "I think I want the chicken after all. Had shrimp for lunch."
Cloey had zoned out again, she was already bored to death, their orders had been placed and she sipped on her glass of water while Troy boasted to Mai about his dueling skills yet again. At that time Cloey's gaze began to wander, she caught Mokuba's wave to her and waved back absently. She didn't know why he waved, she'd never met him but certainly did know of him. And apparently he knew of her.
"Excuse me," she said while abandoning her seat.
Mai snagged her wrist and whispered fiercely to her. "Don't you dare leave me here alone!"
"I'll be back," Cloey mutter before she freed her hand. "Besides, you got yourself into this."
Mai let her go and huffed as she turned back to Troy, he was still yapping away as he ate. "This guy doesn't miss a heartbeat," she said to herself.
"I really wish you hadn't of done that," Seto sighed once Mokuba told him Cloey was coming.
"You really need to lighten up, and you haven't said a bad thing about her yet so I figured why not," he replied with a serious expression.
"Kaiba Seto," the voice said with obvious amusement. "Can't I go anywhere without running into you? I turn around and there you are."
"Cloey," he nodded when she came into his view.
The blonde frowned as she stood next to the table. Well, she'd come over here to get away from the boring American but had nothing to spark a conversation with.
"So..." Mokuba said after a period of silence. "How's Mai doing in the tournament?"
"I do not like him." Seraph said once she and Bakura were back home.
"I know, it's obvious. He doesn't like you either. You're even," the snowy haired figure said as he hung his jacket up on the coat rack.
"Really now, why did you decide to take up his offer? You were so uninterested that one day."
"Because I have failed time and time again alone, and I won't put you in harms way again."
"Osiris could not have killed me, you know that."
"I know, but Seto's power is growing. He may succeed in locking you away when the Pharaoh had failed."
"He cannot do so, he is not that strong," she insisted. "Let me be honest with you..." she began.
"Go ahead, speak freely."
"I cannot help but think you feel I have failed too many times and want to put someone else in my place for this task."
"No," Bakura said with tightly closed eyes. "It's not like that."
"Then why do I feel as if I am being pushed aside?"
"Because I don't want you getting hurt! You are too valuable to me, too precious. You went through so much to get me back and now it's my turn to work."
"You know me, love. I am strong enough to withstand whatever he can throw at me. I have not lived for five thousand years to be done in now. You know you can trust me, you do not trust that redhead and he knows it. Why continue on with this then?"
"I'm running out of ideas," Bakura said as he sat down heavily on the couch. "I'm close to giving up..."
"You cannot!" the demoness gasped as she sat next to him. "He has taken what rightfully belonged to you, he sealed you like he had the Pharaoh! I do not know what made him free you but he did. Now we can both get the Ring back, get all the items so that you may set the darkness free."
"That is why I have decided to work with Seijuu. A last ditch effort, maybe he has something that can rekindle my desire for the items."
"I cannot believe what I am hearing. And from you!"
"That Ring was what made me confident. That Ring is what gave me the ability to protect myself and further my endeavors. Without it I'm nothing more than a restless spirit. With it gone so is a part of me. But the stronger he grows, the more I loose hope of ever getting that part back."
"Get some sleep," the demoness said softly as she pulled him to his feet. "This is not the Bakura I know. You will feel better in the morning."
"Perhaps," he said.
I... really need to talk to the others about their characters. Durr. This was so hard. Oh well, hopefully I can do better on the next part once I get them in to point out what I did wrong with their characters ;D
Thus since I'm not happy with how the characters were handled, I'm not happy with this part. I'll try and get something exciting happening soon, promise XD;;