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The Demon in the Sword
By: Tariki Rania
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I don't, and probably never will own YuGiOh.
Summary: Yami was the prince of a kingdom who'd forced him to leave and live as a traveler in the woods. His life gets changed when he meets someone there. Y/YY & character death
"Blah"= speech, (A/N: blah)= authors note, ~~blah~~= thoughts, ~*~*~=scene transition
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------------------------Ten years later . . .Yami is now eighteen----------- -------------------
Prince Yami stabbed the ground with his grandfather's sword, or at least it _was_. Now it was his. He twirled the sword making swirls in the dirt. A sharp voice pulled him out of his daydreams.
"The Takshilla Army is nearing, and their numbers are greater than ours." General Shivrath said to Prince Yami. Yami reached into his pocket and pulled out a hollow stick of papyrus. He stuck it into his mouth and blew a dart out of it and hit a target in the dead center. He removed it from his mouth, and gave Shivrath a reproachful look.
"There may be safety in numbers, but skill and strategy are better." Yami said darkly. " We will win. We will win at all costs." He tossed the reed at him, "Let them come. They will have to cross the Nile first, let's give them a warm welcome." He smirked and left.
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The Takshilla soldiers were crossing the Nile in long canoe-like boats. Each soldier was paddling in tune with the beating drums; the drums were used to keep the pace. Also to keep in an alert mode they chanted in tune with the drums.
"Takshilla Army! Keep on moving, keep on going!" Perhaps it kept them alert in most cases, but in this battle they were confident they would win because of their numbers. In fact, they were so convinced they were going to win they didn't see the fleet of papyrus reeds approaching them . . . . .
The ducks, sensing something was afoot started to paddle away, a really alert person would immediately notice the disturbance in the river, but the Takshilla didn't. Suddenly the papyrus jumped revealing the hidden Mutou Army [1]. It was an ambush! It was too late for the Takshilla to react quickly, the Mutou Army started to pull the Takshilla into the water and drown them or kill them with swords and daggers. The Takshilla Army had been attacked and many were killed, but they continued to paddle furiously across the Nile to attack the Mutou Kingdom. The blood of the Takshilla colored the river red that day, almost as red as the fiery flames of hell.
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"Prince Yami, the Takshilla are approaching at an amazing speed. You won't be able to stay here and play games with yourself [2]." General Shivrath said. Yami was holding a flaming twig and was trying to throw it into the golden bowl of water before it burnt him; it was pretty risky because if he missed he would burn their camp down.
"We will win Shivrath. I know you enjoy those old fashioned charge-at- each-other-and-play-a-no-strategy-war. But I would rather be a little more cunning and make them die slow and painfully." He turned his head so he could observe the general's expression. He smirked; it was rather clueless. He turned back to his game, "You may think of war as brute strength, ne?" Since Shivrath was silent Yami continued, "I don't think of it as a strength at all." He tossed the stick into the bowl effortlessly. "War, it is just a game for young boys to play." With that he tossed Shivrath a bag of flints. "Just a game Shivrath. Just a game." He stood up and left the room.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Takshilla were running for their lives! They were pretty sure that Prince Yami was insane, his army were setting logs on fire than pushing them down hill to where the Takshilla were. The Takshilla army was getting plowed and burnt by the falling logs; they would have run away helter-skelter but they were in the forest, which made it hard for them to jump out of the way. Still, half of the army still carried on.
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"Prince Yami, the Takshilla have lowered their flags. They now want to surrender." Shivrath said. Yami had been sitting with his sword's hilt against his forehead (He's kinda leaning on it, hope it isn't too confusing). The cool metallic surface was very calming against one's head, but Yami was sitting like that out of habit. He was completely calm and confident; he knew he was going to win. He opened his eyes and smirked.
"I think the enemy deserves a chance, don't you?" Yami sheathed his sword and gave Shivrath a cocky smile before he turned and went to meet the Takshilla general.
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Two swords were stabbed into the ground in an x shape; one was Yami's the other was Takshilla's. The Takshilla leader held a small spear.
"Prince Yami. Takshilla's flags have been lowered. We wish to surrender to your greatness." The Takshilla leader stepped closer to the swords. He had a nervous look in his eyes. "We bow our heads to the Mutou." He started to lower his head when suddenly he whipped his spear around his body, the sheath of the weapon hurtling towards Yami's head. Yami caught the bronze cover and just in time and tossed it on the ground. The Takshilla leader prepared to gorge his spear into Yami's eye. Yami's eyes widened as he saw the weapon come closer to his eye. He grabbed the blade at the last second, "You will surrender to Takshilla!" The leader shouted as he pushed the blade closer to Yami's eye. "The weapon is with me, you shall die!"
. . .TBC . . .
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[1]- If you read the re-uploaded chapter one you'll know that the new name is 'Kingdom Mutou/Mutou Kingdom
[2]- Okay. The tossing fire sticks and the papyrus target thing were both very dangerous games for our Yugioh to play.
Rania: Muahahahahahaha! A cliffie! So our odds are that Yami will somehow get that blade out of his face or he will die with only one eye. Please read and review!!
The Demon in the Sword
By: Tariki Rania
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I don't, and probably never will own YuGiOh.
Summary: Yami was the prince of a kingdom who'd forced him to leave and live as a traveler in the woods. His life gets changed when he meets someone there. Y/YY & character death
"Blah"= speech, (A/N: blah)= authors note, ~~blah~~= thoughts, ~*~*~=scene transition
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------------------------Ten years later . . .Yami is now eighteen----------- -------------------
Prince Yami stabbed the ground with his grandfather's sword, or at least it _was_. Now it was his. He twirled the sword making swirls in the dirt. A sharp voice pulled him out of his daydreams.
"The Takshilla Army is nearing, and their numbers are greater than ours." General Shivrath said to Prince Yami. Yami reached into his pocket and pulled out a hollow stick of papyrus. He stuck it into his mouth and blew a dart out of it and hit a target in the dead center. He removed it from his mouth, and gave Shivrath a reproachful look.
"There may be safety in numbers, but skill and strategy are better." Yami said darkly. " We will win. We will win at all costs." He tossed the reed at him, "Let them come. They will have to cross the Nile first, let's give them a warm welcome." He smirked and left.
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The Takshilla soldiers were crossing the Nile in long canoe-like boats. Each soldier was paddling in tune with the beating drums; the drums were used to keep the pace. Also to keep in an alert mode they chanted in tune with the drums.
"Takshilla Army! Keep on moving, keep on going!" Perhaps it kept them alert in most cases, but in this battle they were confident they would win because of their numbers. In fact, they were so convinced they were going to win they didn't see the fleet of papyrus reeds approaching them . . . . .
The ducks, sensing something was afoot started to paddle away, a really alert person would immediately notice the disturbance in the river, but the Takshilla didn't. Suddenly the papyrus jumped revealing the hidden Mutou Army [1]. It was an ambush! It was too late for the Takshilla to react quickly, the Mutou Army started to pull the Takshilla into the water and drown them or kill them with swords and daggers. The Takshilla Army had been attacked and many were killed, but they continued to paddle furiously across the Nile to attack the Mutou Kingdom. The blood of the Takshilla colored the river red that day, almost as red as the fiery flames of hell.
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"Prince Yami, the Takshilla are approaching at an amazing speed. You won't be able to stay here and play games with yourself [2]." General Shivrath said. Yami was holding a flaming twig and was trying to throw it into the golden bowl of water before it burnt him; it was pretty risky because if he missed he would burn their camp down.
"We will win Shivrath. I know you enjoy those old fashioned charge-at- each-other-and-play-a-no-strategy-war. But I would rather be a little more cunning and make them die slow and painfully." He turned his head so he could observe the general's expression. He smirked; it was rather clueless. He turned back to his game, "You may think of war as brute strength, ne?" Since Shivrath was silent Yami continued, "I don't think of it as a strength at all." He tossed the stick into the bowl effortlessly. "War, it is just a game for young boys to play." With that he tossed Shivrath a bag of flints. "Just a game Shivrath. Just a game." He stood up and left the room.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Takshilla were running for their lives! They were pretty sure that Prince Yami was insane, his army were setting logs on fire than pushing them down hill to where the Takshilla were. The Takshilla army was getting plowed and burnt by the falling logs; they would have run away helter-skelter but they were in the forest, which made it hard for them to jump out of the way. Still, half of the army still carried on.
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"Prince Yami, the Takshilla have lowered their flags. They now want to surrender." Shivrath said. Yami had been sitting with his sword's hilt against his forehead (He's kinda leaning on it, hope it isn't too confusing). The cool metallic surface was very calming against one's head, but Yami was sitting like that out of habit. He was completely calm and confident; he knew he was going to win. He opened his eyes and smirked.
"I think the enemy deserves a chance, don't you?" Yami sheathed his sword and gave Shivrath a cocky smile before he turned and went to meet the Takshilla general.
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Two swords were stabbed into the ground in an x shape; one was Yami's the other was Takshilla's. The Takshilla leader held a small spear.
"Prince Yami. Takshilla's flags have been lowered. We wish to surrender to your greatness." The Takshilla leader stepped closer to the swords. He had a nervous look in his eyes. "We bow our heads to the Mutou." He started to lower his head when suddenly he whipped his spear around his body, the sheath of the weapon hurtling towards Yami's head. Yami caught the bronze cover and just in time and tossed it on the ground. The Takshilla leader prepared to gorge his spear into Yami's eye. Yami's eyes widened as he saw the weapon come closer to his eye. He grabbed the blade at the last second, "You will surrender to Takshilla!" The leader shouted as he pushed the blade closer to Yami's eye. "The weapon is with me, you shall die!"
. . .TBC . . .
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[1]- If you read the re-uploaded chapter one you'll know that the new name is 'Kingdom Mutou/Mutou Kingdom
[2]- Okay. The tossing fire sticks and the papyrus target thing were both very dangerous games for our Yugioh to play.
Rania: Muahahahahahaha! A cliffie! So our odds are that Yami will somehow get that blade out of his face or he will die with only one eye. Please read and review!!
