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Demon Duelist Legacy-World Tour Arc

Chapter 5: The crusade of darkness

Daniel collapsed into the chair in front of the screen, the ears on top of his head twitching a little at how much of a surprise this entire situation was. "I'd be honored to help you, sir."

Maximillion Pegasus took another sip of his red wine. "Excellent, because this problem is concerns the fate of the world. And I'd think you'd like to know about it because it's being done by someone you should remember all too well."

The computer screen flickered and a map of the world came up. "In the last twenty-four hours, a disturbing number of reports have come in about 'monster' attacks." The screen became speckled with red dots, showing where the reports had been received. "At first, all of these events were considered to be unrelated."

The screen flickered again and a picture of a red-eyed and white haired man appeared on it. In an odd way, he reminded Daniel of Pegasus. "And then this man contacted the individual leaders of the world with a message."

Rikuo slid to the front of their mind, taking over as he recognized the face. "I've seen him before."

The picture was moved to the side and Pegasus reappeared on the screen. "I'd assume you would. That gentleman is Seren Teska, an ex-board member of the Shadow Corporation. And he's declared a war on the world."

Rikuo narrowed his eyes at the picture. "How do you declare a war on the world?"

Pegasus frowned at his next words. "By using a weapon that no one has any idea how to defeat, Duel Monsters."

Rikuo stuck a finger into one ear and cleaned it out. "Would you care to repeat that? I think I had something stuck in my ear. I thought I heard you say that Seren is using Duel Monsters to try and take over the world."

Pegasus grimly nodded. "That's exactly right." The screen changed to camera footage of a giant red monster made of lava attacking some tanks at a military base. "This footage was picked up from an American military base. Apparently, Seren is using some kind of magic to bring the monsters on the cards to life and he is using them as weapons in his attempted conquest."

In the back of Rikuo's mind, Daniel wanted to laugh at how stupidly funny it seemed. Then he recognized the forms of actual humans being attacked by the monster on the screen and any reason to laugh faded. ("Rikuo...")

("I know.") "Why did you bring this information to us? Why not go to Yugi and his friends?" The wolf demon watched the monster tear a path through the soldiers in its way with a fireball, immolating some of them in the process.

"Because while Yugi Moto is the best at Duel Monsters, I doubt he has any knowledge in dealing with demons. You, on the other hand, are one yourself. And since Seren's message was rather oriented towards demons, I thought that maybe you'd have some opinion on this." The screen flicked off and then flicked onto another picture of Seren. This time he was sitting in a leather chair in a dark office.

The crane demon took a sip from a water glass on the desk, and then he shifted his attention to the camera. "I extend my greetings to the leaders of the human nations of the world. I hope I have not caught you at a bad time, but I thought there was something that you may want to know." He tapped a button on his desk and his image disappeared, replaced by live pictures of areas around the world being attacked by monsters.

One picture was of a huge green moth that was flying over a park in the middle of a city. Everywhere it went, the trees and grass began to instantly wither away.

Then the screen flickered again and changed to a picture of a destroyed city street, where an army of brown insects skittered around, swallowing random pieces of metal and stone in one bite.

The next picture was of a group of men with guns firing on a gigantic white-scaled dragon. Roaring, the monster charged up a lump of energy within its jaws and then spat the blast out at the gathered men, destroying both them and the camera instantly.

Seren was back on the screen. "Ah, it does my heart good to see such destruction to the human race again." He spun around in his chair and smiled light-heartedly to the camera. "Now then, allow me to introduce myself. I am Seren Teska, leader of the Demon Nation. And our mission is to bring demons back to the positions they used to be in."

He swiveled ninety degrees in his chair, shadowing his face. "Long ago, the human race ran in fear when they heard the name of a demon uttered. Now though, everything has degraded to the point where demons aren't even considered real."

His voice sounded angry...and cold. "That will all change though. I am offering each of you a chance to either offer the complete surrender of your country, or..." The camera flickered to a picture of a sky filled with Duel Monsters. The cloud of creatures flooded into a distant city. And then screaming and explosions could be heard.

The picture flickered back to Seren, who had the camera zoomed in on his face. "I give you four days to make your separate decisions. If you attempt to retaliate, then I will have your homes and families destroyed by my...friends." He winked to the camera. "Just a friendly warning, in case you think of stopping me."

The picture froze on that image, which then faded away and replaced by Pegasus' scowling visage. "As you can see, Seren has taken it upon himself to try and subjugate the human race. And he's using my creations to do it. This cannot be allowed to happen."

"And that's why you've contacted me?" Rikuo raised an eyebrow. "What in the hells am I supposed to do about it?"

Pegasus smiled a little at the question. "There's a way to stop Seren and his army of Duel Monsters. It's going to require that you do me a favor and collect some cards from certain locations around the world."

"What's so special about these cards?"

"Each one of them is part of a key that will seal away all of these Duel Monsters and stop Seren's evil plans from coming to be. I will provide you with all of the needed transportation and locations." Pegasus frowned. "You're our best chance to stop this."

Rikuo sighed and sat back in his chair, eyes looking up at the ceiling. ("Should I help? What do I care, I'm a demon after all.")

("Rikuo...") Daniel's mental voice carried a very menacing undertone to it.

("You're such a nagger.") Rikuo sat up and nodded. "Alright, I'm in."

Pegasus smiled again, looking relieved. "Excellent. Now, I'll deal with the necessary settlements involving your school and home life. Your first target is in Las Vegas anyway, so you can go and get it now." The computer's printer beeped and printed out a piece of paper with a location on it.

Daniel slid to the front of his mind and nodded, grabbing the piece of paper and shoving it into his jeans pocket. "Alright, I'll get on it right away."

He started to get up from his seat, but Pegasus' voice stopped him. "Hold on, there are a couple of things that you are going to need. Inside the box that this CD came with, there should be five metal keys. Each one will open one of the strongboxes that hold a card in it. The other object is a special pack of cards that I think might just help you."

Daniel grabbed the box from off to the side and emptied the contents onto the desk. Sure enough, a small ring of keys clattered onto the desk and so did a silver-foiled packet of Duel Monsters cards. Picking up the pack, Daniel rolled his eyes at the title. "Saviors of the World Series?"

From within the screen, Pegasus shrugged. "It's not like the cards in it are going to be mass produced. Plus, it is true."

Allon came up behind Daniel and looked at the pack of cards. "Are you going to open it now?"

"Not yet." Daniel looked over at Pegasus, who was still on the screen. "I assume you'll keep in touch?"

"But of course." The screen flickered and then shut off.

Daniel opened the disc drive and took out the CD. He dropped it back into the box and then slid the keys and pack into his pants pocket. "Alright, I'm out of here."

Allon shook his head and put a hand on Daniel's shoulder. "I'm coming too."

At that moment, CJ awoke from the concussion that he had shared with Deondre. "What happened???"

Sighing, Daniel walked over and helped his friend up. "What happened is that we're going to need to save the world again. Feel up to it?"

CJ shook his head out a couple of times and then grinned superiorly. "Of course I am! I'm always ready for action!"

Allon frowned. "What about me!?"

Daniel spun around and bit his lower lip... "Well...I would let you come and all....but...."

Allon cracked his knuckles angrily. He looked like he was about to punch Daniel. "But?"

Taking a cautious couple of steps back, Daniel got ready to run. "It's just the fact that you're human and all....URGH!!" His sentence was cut off as Allon got him in a stranglehold. He could have broken free if he really had wanted to, but he didn't like to use a demon level of strength unless he was forced to.

Allon continued to squeeze Daniel's neck tightly, his face red. "You discriminating jerk!"

CJ tapped Allon the shoulder. "Umm...I don't think he can hear you."

It was true; Daniel's eyes had rolled back into his head and he was limp.

Allon dropped the half wolf-demon to the tile and shrugged. "Oh, well I guess that settles if I am going or not, right?"

CJ shrugged back. "I guess so." He hefted the still unconscious Deondre over his shoulders, while Allon did the same with Daniel. Minutes later, they were in Daniel's truck and on their way to the location printed on the piece of paper that Daniel had.

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"Are you sure that you know how to drive?"

"Of course!"

Deondre clutched his forehead and groaned a couple of times. After a couple of minutes of seeing two ceilings, he finally got his vision focused enough that he could see straight. ("From this point onward, I will never try and prove that my head is harder than CJ's.") He poked his head out from between the two seats in Daniel's truck and screamed at the sight of a semi headed at them. "TURN!!"

CJ tugged the steering wheel sloppily to the side, the truck lurching out of the way of the eighteen-wheeler and skidding across the road to come to a stop in the middle of a barren patch of land next to a shopping center.

Deondre clutched at his chest, his heart beating far too fast for its own good. "ARE YOU INSANE!? You tried to drive Daniel's truck without his permission!?"

CJ and Allon looked back at Deondre and they shrugged. "Daniel's unconscious." They both pointed to the unmoving form next to Deondre.

A few seconds passed in silence, and then Deondre face-fell.

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After looking over the directions that Pegasus had sent Daniel, they let Deondre do the driving. Finally they arrived at the marked location.

Allon looked out the window and frowned. "Why would Pegasus hide the card here? This seems like the worst place to keep something for a long amount of time."

Deondre shook his head. "Actually, storing it in a casino is the best place to put it." He drove the truck into the parking structure of the building and after ten minutes he managed to find a decent place to park.

As everyone climbed out of the truck, Deondre looked back inside at the still unmoving form of Daniel. "Shouldn't we wake him up now?"

CJ shook his head and climbed out of the truck, his duel disk attached to his arm. "Naw, let him sleep."

Allon grabbed Daniel's duel disk and slid his borrowed deck in place inside the slot. ("Alright, now I can prove that I am up to all of this.") He slammed the door shut and turned to join CJ and Deondre.

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The boy screamed and ran down another alleyway, his eyes wide in fright...

He could hear them coming to kill him, and he knew that there was no chance to fight. All he could do was and pray for a miracle.

"He's down this way!" A voice yelled, followed by the sounds of gunfire in the distance.

The screams that accompanied those gunshots were familiar to the boy. He ran another three steps, and then crashed to his knees.

A click behind him was barely registered. "You're out of luck, kid." The soldier stepped into the light of a lamp post, the Swastika on his helmet glowing dimly in the light. "Now prepare..."

The boy slowly rose to his feet and exploded into a fit of insane laughter.

The soldier took a step back, his machine gun raised wearily. "What's so funny?"

The laughter stopped. "What's so funny...is that you're about to die."

There was an echo of gunfire, and then screams. These screams, however, were ones that could only come from someone who was being tortured. And unlike the screams from before, these ones lasted for a few hours.

To be continued...

Next Chapter: The City of Lights

Author's Notes: It is good to be back! Thank you, everyone who was waiting patiently for my return. I'm glad to be back.

By the way, give Gryphinwyrm7's story, War of the Gods, a try. It's definitely worth reading.