Disclaimer/Author's Note:
Grr…why can't you all review…unless you all DO review, and it's just that no one reads the story…*sniff*…oh well. Maybe some people will stick me in their story, one already has. That should get more reviews…But like Aldea says, I should write the story for the sake of writing, and not let the review crisis get me down…oh well. But as you all are about to see, I reward my most loyal reviewers handsomely…yes, most handsomely…
Yu Gi Oh- Tournament of the Eclipse
Chapter 6-Mystic Forces
"Hi, I'm Matt Galloway, but most people just call me Mystic."
Matthew (Mystic) GallowayAge: 15
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 119 lb
Hair: Straight, jet black, crew cut buzz top style
Eyes: Steely grey, can be very cold when used for a deathglare
Appearance: Fairly laid-back and casual sort of dress. T-Shirts, cargoes, the like. No sweaters, jackets, etc. (Nothing close to freezing is ever considered cold.) Particularly fond of a white cargo, blue shirt, orange hawaiian shirt over the top, unbuttoned. If not that set up then mostly black clothing.
Personality: Very serious, not easily humoured. Very weird sense of humour. Strange obsession with anything occult, wichcraft, tarot reading, magic, myth. Pretty intelligent, loves horror/fantasy/sci-fi movies. Doesn't make friends easily, or give his trust too readily, but is by no means cold-hearted.
Deck Type: Unknown…
Adriel eyed him. "Hm." Seeing this cold welcome, Mystic fixed his deathglare upon the younger boy. Adriel was taken offguard. "Always wanted to learn how to do that…"
"Um, so what do you think of this new tournament?" Aldrai snorted. "Adriel, he almost has a harder time starting a decent conversation than you!" He burst into idiot bursts of laughter. Adriel and Mystic looked at each other, and then to Aldrai, who was clutching his middle. "Is he always this…strange?" asked the new boy. "Good, I'm not the only one who thinks he's an idiot." replied Adriel.
Aldrai eventually calmed down. "So…we have an hour to kill…we can't duel yet. What do you two want to do?" Adriel shrugged his shoulders. Mystic took out some odd-looking cards. "What are those?" asked Aldrai. "These are tarot cards. I'm bored, so let me predict your future."
"No…" said Adriel, who had always been a bit leery. "But now that we're on the subject of stuff like this, how do you feel about magic? Like wicca…"
"I don't believe in wicca, but I think it's an interesting theory." Aldrai, not caring about the conversation, walked off to meet more people. After an hour, Kaiba II made his announcement, officially beginning the tournament. Aldrai had returned a half hour before, and the three began walking around the first sector. Anywhere where a shop was within eyesight was an anti-dueling area.
Ten minutes later, Aldrai happened to glance at his DD, and noticed that two duelists had already been eliminated. "Um, guys…we're a little behind." He said. Searching more fervently for decent competition, the three crossed paths with a tall, blonde duelist from the US. She must have been in her late teens, if not in her twenties. "Hey you, boy!" she said, pointing to Aldrai. "Yeah, you! I wanna duel you now!" Aldrai backed up slowly. "Get back here, twerp! I just so happen to be Andrea Natalie, and if I want a duel, I get it!" She ran past Adriel and Mystic, and grabbed Aldrai by the collar. "Come on punk, I'm gonna eliminate you!" She threw him to the ground, and seconds later, she joined him in the dirt.
Eyes glaring knives, she stood up to see Adriel, fist still extended. He withdrew his arm. "Okay punk, you want a fight? I'll give you a fight!" She took a knife out of her backpack and lunged for Adriel. "Adriel, watch out!" shouted Mystic. Aldrai laughed a little. "Don't worry…she doesn't know what she's up against." Adriel side-stepped her and elbowed her in the back. She fell again and ripped her skirt. "This skirt cost me $150! It's custom made! You're gonna pay for that!" She got into a crouching position and threw the knife, hitting Adriel in the chest. His eyes opened, and he slowly staggered back until he leaned up against a tree. He slid down and closed his eyes in pain.
Something inside Mystic clicked. "Aldrai, look in my pack for a bottle with a blue liquid in it. Take the knife out of Adriel's chest and pour the stuff on. It'll help, I promise." Aldrai did as he was told. Meanwhile, the girl smiled triumphantly. "See, I told you not to mess with me." Mystic lunged at her, but ducked her jab. He swung his arm around her neck and kneed her in the back repeatedly. Tightening his hold around her neck, her cries of pain were stifled. Finally, he threw her to the ground and punched her in the face. Her nose immediately started to bleed, and she passed out. He kicked her one more time as he went to Adriel's side. The knife was discarded, and Adriel's black shirt had a slightly blue tinge. Adriel seemed to be asleep. "What was in there?" asked Aldrai, feeling woozy himself.
"It was a healing potion of sorts. It cleaned the wound and sped up blood clotting. As a side effect, the herbs I used induce sleep. You were affected, too. He'll be fine.
An hour later, Adriel woke up, his chest numb. "Hey, where's that girl?" he inquired. Mystic pointed to a tree, where she was hanging by her collar. During that hour, she had woken up and tried to take the group out for good. "Oh…hey, why am I not dead? And why am I not in pain?"
"Healing potion." responded Aldrai, who had gone to the store to buy food and some medicine. "Hey Mystic," Adriel began, sitting up. "Thanks for that. Um…I don't have any cash on me, but I can give you a chunk of my points, you know, as thanks and all…"
"Nah, that's ok." responded Mystic. "I'll have plenty of money. I'm not gonna buy a sleeping bag or a tent."
"But what about at night, when it gets colder?" asked Aldrai, also interested. "The coldest I've ever been is slightly uncomfortable at temperatures below freezing." Adriel and Aldrai stared. "Eheh…"
Later that afternoon, Adriel got into a duel. As spectators, Aldrai and Mystic cheered him on. "Yeah Adriel! You got this guy sunk!" Adriel had just played Bottomless Trap Hole on his opponent, who had just sacrificed his monsters to summon Buster Blader. The score was Adriel-2550, Griff-1700. Adriel had both his Tyrant Dragons on the field, along with Mirror Force, Michizure, and De-Fusion face down. Griff, a duelist from America as well, had no monsters on the field, and Light of Intervention on the field. Adriel drew Monster Reborn, which was added to his hand of Red Eyes Black Dragon, Summoned Skull, and Magician of Faith. "I play a monster face down (Magician of Faith) and then activate Monster Reborn to summon back the Buster Blader you just tried to play. Now, I attack you with all of my creatures and eliminate you from the tournament!" As the combined attacks of two Tyrant Dragons and a Buster Blader struck Griff, the holograms disappeared. Flashing briefly to his duelist point count, Adriel, Aldrai, and Mystic's total went up to 2350.
Griff crossed over to Adriel, shook his hand, and gave him his phase, which was that of the full moon. Adriel clipped it into place, next to his waxing gibbous phase. "Good duel." said Adriel. Griff nodded in concurrence, and walked off to the helipad, waiting for his ride back.
The disks chimed 3:00, and the three duelists decided that it was a good idea to find a place to camp before the good spots were taken. Looking around, they eventually spotted a clearing in the woods, and began to set up camp. After they were finished, which was at 3:30, they decided to watch other duels. None of them were too eventful, seeing as how the first round was essentially clearing out the people who got in by luck. The most exciting thing that happened was a rather long chain of Raigeki, Anti-Raigeki, Mystical Refpanel, and Seven Tools of the Bandit. Sighing, Adriel turned off his disk and began wandering around, looking for opponents. Not finding any, he returned at 5:00. Aldrai was taking care of business, and Mystic was busy arranging twigs and leaves on the ground.
"It's an obscure branch of magic, but it's fun to do." said Mystic, aware of Adriel's presence. Sighing, they began assigning certain length sticks and twigs to certain duel monsters, and assigned various color and shape leaves to different magic and trap cards. Trying to teach Aldrai to read the signs, Mystic gave up and scattered the debris. A portion of the mess landed in front of Adriel, who began to interpret the signs. "Let's see…A Blue Eyes will get a new owner after being defeated by a Kuriboh…something about Dragon's Rage…this makes no sense." Mystic and Aldrai came over, and they all had some more fun reading the foliage. An hour and a half and three boring reruns of some very mediocre duels, they were beginning to get hungry. Rolling some stones into a circle. Adriel lit a cooking fire, and Aldrai got out some supplies he had bought.
Taking some food, Adriel began to cook. Out of soy sauce, rice, frozen chicken, and frozen vegetables, Adriel managed to make a very satisfying dinner. "Hey, this is really good, Adriel! I vote you make food for us every day, every meal." Aldrai, whose face was stuffed, nodded in agreement. Adriel was all too happy to oblige. After dinner, it was already 8:00. Making the meal had taken an hour, and eating it had taken a half an hour. The sun finally went down, and Mystic suggested ghost stories. Accepting the idea, Adriel told his tale. It sucked. Next, Aldrai started his story. On it went for fifteen minutes, until... "And so they slept, unknowing of their fate. The madman was in the foyer, waiting to strike. The clock chimed midnight, and he crept upstairs. He slowly entered the bedroom, eying his prey. She stirred in her sleep, waking after hearing a floorboard creak. Then, he took out his weapon of choice and…TURNED ON THE TV TO THE EDUCATION CHANNEL!!!" Mystic and Adriel both screamed. Aldrai started laughing hysterically again.
"Mystic, you wanna go?" asked Aldrai. "No, I don't tell stories. I just listen to them." He smiled. The duelists yawned and decided that, although it was only 9:00, they were going to go to bed. All three of them went into the tent, Adriel and Aldrai into their sleeping bags. Soon after, they all fell asleep.
*~End~*
Author's Note
Meh…you got lucky and I wanted to write this chapter. Anyway, I kinda cheated you out of a duel, so I'm gonna extend the story. And that's right, Mystic got character privileges!!! I'm still waiting for his deck, which hinders the next chapter…but I think I'm going to take an intermission to explain things a bit better. Read and Review and Tell Your Friends!!! R&R&TYF…that's a mouthful. Anyway, I need tons of decks, so if you have the slightest vocation to deckmaking, send me your deck!!! Or, you can just send me the deck you have. I don't have special requests so far, but I will later! I'll keep you posted. A word of advice…if you have spare time, build an egyptian-type deck. I need three, meaning each will have a God card. Don't send them yet…but keep them in your saved files…great rewards will come to you.