My dear Ra, I really have to stop reading fan fiction before I finish
things. I know I should be writing my other stuff, but, once more, an idea
struck me, and I decided to write it.
Disclaimer: Does it look like I own YGO to you?!
100 long years have passed since the days of the millennium items. Forgotten are the ways of duel monsters. No one in Domino even recalls the days of the grand duellists Seto Kiaba or Yugi Mouto. They are lost within history books, and photo albums.
A young girl walked down a street slowly. She was about 15 years old, but was much shorter than most girls her age, so she looked like she was about 10. She had long hair that was held up in pigtails. It was black with blood red streaks through it, and her bangs were a ravishing golden blonde. She had bright violet eyes, and a kind smile.
She walked past an old, broken down shop that bared the name "Kame Game Shop". It was her family's old shop, from before they expanded, and became known throughout Japan.
She continued on, then turned, and walked down a street lined with huge houses and mansions.
She shifted the backpack she was wearing, and shoved open a gate with the name 'Mouto' written across it in steal.
She walked up a long driveway, and up a few steps to the front door of her house.
The door opened swiftly, a butler standing there, framed by the pale white doorway.
"Ms. Mouto! Why didn't you call for the limo?!" He asked, panic and sadness written all over his face.
"Oh, Charley! It's sweet of you to want to drive me everywhere, but I enjoy walking! Besides, if I don't, I could become a fat pig who can't move off the couch!" She giggled to herself, and stepped inside the house after the butler moved out of the way.
"I still wish you would have called" he said to her.
"Oh, Charley" she sighed, and went up a large staircase.
She went up the stairs, turned down a large hallway, turned to the right, and went into her bedroom. It was modest for the fact that she was rich. Her walls were painted a soft blue color, with a dark blue border around it. The ceiling was painted black, with glowing stars, moons, and planets all over it. Her bed was in one corner, covered by a thick blue puff, and a cheetah patterned blanket. A shelf dominated one wall, full of books, toys, and a small stereo, accompanied by a few stacks of CD's. A door on the left side of the room led to a bathroom, and the rest of the walls were covered in posters. The floor was carpeted a light gray, and a multi-colored rug sat on it, right in the middle.
She tossed her bag lazily to the side, and stretched.
"Azra? Azra, honey?!"
She shook her head. Azra meant blue in Arabic. She was born in Egypt, and that was the first word that came into her fathers mind when she had been born. So now, her name was blue.
"Yes, mother?" she called.
"Me and your father have something for you dear." Her mother said through her door.
She opened it. Her mother had blue eyes, and curly red hair that hung around her shoulders. Her father stood there beside her mother. He looked much more like Azra. Her had short black hair that spiked, and blonde bangs. His eyes were a sparkling violet, showing that he was a true Mouto, through and through.
"What is it?" she asked sweetly, looking from parent to parent.
"Well, hun, your mother and I were going through some old stuff in the attic, and we came across some of your great great grandfathers things." Her father said.
"And we found something we though you might like." her mother finished.
"Really?" Azra asked quizzically, pondering what it could be.
"Charley, could you bring the case over?" her mother called down the hall.
"Coming, Mrs.Mouto!" Charley called back.
A moment later, Charley appeared, Azra's parents moving to the side, to reveal Charley holding a medium sized display case. Inside it were 7 golden items. A necklace, a tiny ball, a circle with a triangle inside it, a dagger with a gold sheaf, an ankh, a scale, and a box. Every one had the eye of hours, otherwise known as the senen eye symbol on it.
"Wow." Azra said, a little dumbstruck.
"Oh, we also found these." Her father said, holding out a deck of cards, and what appeared to be a giant wristwatch, with what appeared to be readers for the cards on either side.
"Uh...thanks!" She said, moving aside, so Charley could put the display case into her room, then she took the cards and wristwatch looking object.
"Your welcome sweetie." Her mother said, kissing her daughter on the forehead. The three adults then left Azra with her new things.
She shut her bedroom door, and wandered over to her bed. She flopped down onto it, tossed the wristwatch looking thing on her bed behind her. She looked at the cards, and started to go through them.
There were cards with names like 'Kuribo', 'Alpha the Magnet Warrior', and 'Chain Destruction'.
"Weird..." she muttered to herself.
She got up, and put the cards down on her bed. She then kneeled down beside the display case, which Charley had put beside her bed. She opened the top, and took out the box. She settled herself down on the floor, and opened the box.
Unbeknownst to her, the remaining items in the case glowed ever so slightly as she began to take the puzzle pieces out of the box.
Disclaimer: Does it look like I own YGO to you?!
100 long years have passed since the days of the millennium items. Forgotten are the ways of duel monsters. No one in Domino even recalls the days of the grand duellists Seto Kiaba or Yugi Mouto. They are lost within history books, and photo albums.
A young girl walked down a street slowly. She was about 15 years old, but was much shorter than most girls her age, so she looked like she was about 10. She had long hair that was held up in pigtails. It was black with blood red streaks through it, and her bangs were a ravishing golden blonde. She had bright violet eyes, and a kind smile.
She walked past an old, broken down shop that bared the name "Kame Game Shop". It was her family's old shop, from before they expanded, and became known throughout Japan.
She continued on, then turned, and walked down a street lined with huge houses and mansions.
She shifted the backpack she was wearing, and shoved open a gate with the name 'Mouto' written across it in steal.
She walked up a long driveway, and up a few steps to the front door of her house.
The door opened swiftly, a butler standing there, framed by the pale white doorway.
"Ms. Mouto! Why didn't you call for the limo?!" He asked, panic and sadness written all over his face.
"Oh, Charley! It's sweet of you to want to drive me everywhere, but I enjoy walking! Besides, if I don't, I could become a fat pig who can't move off the couch!" She giggled to herself, and stepped inside the house after the butler moved out of the way.
"I still wish you would have called" he said to her.
"Oh, Charley" she sighed, and went up a large staircase.
She went up the stairs, turned down a large hallway, turned to the right, and went into her bedroom. It was modest for the fact that she was rich. Her walls were painted a soft blue color, with a dark blue border around it. The ceiling was painted black, with glowing stars, moons, and planets all over it. Her bed was in one corner, covered by a thick blue puff, and a cheetah patterned blanket. A shelf dominated one wall, full of books, toys, and a small stereo, accompanied by a few stacks of CD's. A door on the left side of the room led to a bathroom, and the rest of the walls were covered in posters. The floor was carpeted a light gray, and a multi-colored rug sat on it, right in the middle.
She tossed her bag lazily to the side, and stretched.
"Azra? Azra, honey?!"
She shook her head. Azra meant blue in Arabic. She was born in Egypt, and that was the first word that came into her fathers mind when she had been born. So now, her name was blue.
"Yes, mother?" she called.
"Me and your father have something for you dear." Her mother said through her door.
She opened it. Her mother had blue eyes, and curly red hair that hung around her shoulders. Her father stood there beside her mother. He looked much more like Azra. Her had short black hair that spiked, and blonde bangs. His eyes were a sparkling violet, showing that he was a true Mouto, through and through.
"What is it?" she asked sweetly, looking from parent to parent.
"Well, hun, your mother and I were going through some old stuff in the attic, and we came across some of your great great grandfathers things." Her father said.
"And we found something we though you might like." her mother finished.
"Really?" Azra asked quizzically, pondering what it could be.
"Charley, could you bring the case over?" her mother called down the hall.
"Coming, Mrs.Mouto!" Charley called back.
A moment later, Charley appeared, Azra's parents moving to the side, to reveal Charley holding a medium sized display case. Inside it were 7 golden items. A necklace, a tiny ball, a circle with a triangle inside it, a dagger with a gold sheaf, an ankh, a scale, and a box. Every one had the eye of hours, otherwise known as the senen eye symbol on it.
"Wow." Azra said, a little dumbstruck.
"Oh, we also found these." Her father said, holding out a deck of cards, and what appeared to be a giant wristwatch, with what appeared to be readers for the cards on either side.
"Uh...thanks!" She said, moving aside, so Charley could put the display case into her room, then she took the cards and wristwatch looking object.
"Your welcome sweetie." Her mother said, kissing her daughter on the forehead. The three adults then left Azra with her new things.
She shut her bedroom door, and wandered over to her bed. She flopped down onto it, tossed the wristwatch looking thing on her bed behind her. She looked at the cards, and started to go through them.
There were cards with names like 'Kuribo', 'Alpha the Magnet Warrior', and 'Chain Destruction'.
"Weird..." she muttered to herself.
She got up, and put the cards down on her bed. She then kneeled down beside the display case, which Charley had put beside her bed. She opened the top, and took out the box. She settled herself down on the floor, and opened the box.
Unbeknownst to her, the remaining items in the case glowed ever so slightly as she began to take the puzzle pieces out of the box.