Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh, but I do own the clothes on my back, and
my new character.
Chapter 2: Morning
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I wake up from the same dream, as always, I find my self in a stone prison. My eyes go over every detail of the room, tracing the plans and diagrams, and going over the plain black dresser, and then pause on the mural. The black wings, red eyes and lips, peach skin, and gothic clothing, that make up my 'Angel Of Black Chaos' mural. It spreads over most of my room, the only thing that makes this castle room mine.
As I pull the covers back and step on the floor, I involuntary shiver to the cold touch, like ice. Just the regular routine, get dressed and have breakfast.
However, today was going to be anything but ordinary. I had plans to go into the city and go shopping. So, for once in my life, I didn't have guy clothes or ones my dad liked. I was going to be my own free spirit! School on the mainland was having summer vacation, maybe I'd meet some kids that are my own age. All my life I haven't seen anything but these walls, this home, this island. I have never left this hell-hole.
The ride on the helicopter was silent and tense. As we neared the city I was astonished by how different every person was from the other. The helicopter landed just outside town, and the guards ushered me into the charcoal limousine. We passed street after street. I told the driver to stop at the mall; he did as he was told.
As I stepped out I felt many eyes on me. I walked silently into the mall, among whisperers who were not trying all that hard to hide what they were chatting about. I walked into the first store, which happened to be leather store. My eyes marveled at the jackets and pants. The two guards, Croquet and James followed closely behind me, I personally thought that that was embarrassing, so I told them off, "Croquet, James, go away. If you must watch me, do it from afar." They didn't dare argue with me. They simple walked towards the corners of the store, and stood like statues.
Then I watched as a rowdy bunch of teens around my age entered the store, one of them, a blonde that looked really stupid (a/n: sorry Joey fans!), walked up to me and introduced himself, "Hi I am Joey Wheeler, what is your name?" "My name? My name is Ce, that is short for Cecelia," I answered.
((NORMAL POV))
"'Dat's a beautiful name, you got," Joey commented, smiling a cheesy smile. Ce had to repress a smirk, he had pizza cheese all over his teeth. "Thank you very much," she replied, taking a credit card from her wallet, which had the Duelist Kingdom symbol on it. she paid for her outfit, which she walked out of the store wearing: a leather corset, leather pants, and a blue trenchcoat.
"Do you want to meet my friends?" Joey asked, not giving her much of a chance to answer as he dragged her off, "Tea, Tristan, Yugi, Yami, Ryou, Bakura, Malik, Marik, and the only one that isn't My personal friend is Kaiba. Guys this is Ce."
"Thank You for telling me, Joey," she replied sarcastically, smirking at Kaiba, who smirked back.
"Welcome to our circle of friendship. Friendship is very important in our everyday lives, you know!" tea ecstatically cheered, while everyone else sweet dropped.
"Hi I am Yugi, my grandpa owns a game shop, we can all go there later," he started, but was interrupted by Yami's favorite phrase, "Let's D-D-Duel!"
"Hello Baby!" Tristan flirted.
"Hello," Ryou smiled in his accent.
"Why say hi when you shall be sent into the shadow realm if you make a wrong move?" asked Bakura.
"Go away, and leave me be!" Malik exclaimed, still angry at his sister for forcing him to be here. Marik was too busy to make note of the girl. He was plotting revenge on certain people.
"Bye," She said and walked away from them.
"Hey! We're not that bad!" Tea shouted after her, "We can be best friends like, forever!!"
"Fuck. You.," she said, flipping her the middle finger.
"I like sassy chicks," Tristan said, then proceeded to get into a fight with Joey.
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There is a reason the button is there, click it and see what happens.
Chapter 2: Morning
&(%&&&$%#%$
I wake up from the same dream, as always, I find my self in a stone prison. My eyes go over every detail of the room, tracing the plans and diagrams, and going over the plain black dresser, and then pause on the mural. The black wings, red eyes and lips, peach skin, and gothic clothing, that make up my 'Angel Of Black Chaos' mural. It spreads over most of my room, the only thing that makes this castle room mine.
As I pull the covers back and step on the floor, I involuntary shiver to the cold touch, like ice. Just the regular routine, get dressed and have breakfast.
However, today was going to be anything but ordinary. I had plans to go into the city and go shopping. So, for once in my life, I didn't have guy clothes or ones my dad liked. I was going to be my own free spirit! School on the mainland was having summer vacation, maybe I'd meet some kids that are my own age. All my life I haven't seen anything but these walls, this home, this island. I have never left this hell-hole.
The ride on the helicopter was silent and tense. As we neared the city I was astonished by how different every person was from the other. The helicopter landed just outside town, and the guards ushered me into the charcoal limousine. We passed street after street. I told the driver to stop at the mall; he did as he was told.
As I stepped out I felt many eyes on me. I walked silently into the mall, among whisperers who were not trying all that hard to hide what they were chatting about. I walked into the first store, which happened to be leather store. My eyes marveled at the jackets and pants. The two guards, Croquet and James followed closely behind me, I personally thought that that was embarrassing, so I told them off, "Croquet, James, go away. If you must watch me, do it from afar." They didn't dare argue with me. They simple walked towards the corners of the store, and stood like statues.
Then I watched as a rowdy bunch of teens around my age entered the store, one of them, a blonde that looked really stupid (a/n: sorry Joey fans!), walked up to me and introduced himself, "Hi I am Joey Wheeler, what is your name?" "My name? My name is Ce, that is short for Cecelia," I answered.
((NORMAL POV))
"'Dat's a beautiful name, you got," Joey commented, smiling a cheesy smile. Ce had to repress a smirk, he had pizza cheese all over his teeth. "Thank you very much," she replied, taking a credit card from her wallet, which had the Duelist Kingdom symbol on it. she paid for her outfit, which she walked out of the store wearing: a leather corset, leather pants, and a blue trenchcoat.
"Do you want to meet my friends?" Joey asked, not giving her much of a chance to answer as he dragged her off, "Tea, Tristan, Yugi, Yami, Ryou, Bakura, Malik, Marik, and the only one that isn't My personal friend is Kaiba. Guys this is Ce."
"Thank You for telling me, Joey," she replied sarcastically, smirking at Kaiba, who smirked back.
"Welcome to our circle of friendship. Friendship is very important in our everyday lives, you know!" tea ecstatically cheered, while everyone else sweet dropped.
"Hi I am Yugi, my grandpa owns a game shop, we can all go there later," he started, but was interrupted by Yami's favorite phrase, "Let's D-D-Duel!"
"Hello Baby!" Tristan flirted.
"Hello," Ryou smiled in his accent.
"Why say hi when you shall be sent into the shadow realm if you make a wrong move?" asked Bakura.
"Go away, and leave me be!" Malik exclaimed, still angry at his sister for forcing him to be here. Marik was too busy to make note of the girl. He was plotting revenge on certain people.
"Bye," She said and walked away from them.
"Hey! We're not that bad!" Tea shouted after her, "We can be best friends like, forever!!"
"Fuck. You.," she said, flipping her the middle finger.
"I like sassy chicks," Tristan said, then proceeded to get into a fight with Joey.
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There is a reason the button is there, click it and see what happens.