Hi there! This is a new story I'm starting set a year after Battle City
finished. I've never really written an actual story about the characters on
the show so don't be surprised if I mess up the characters somehow. Also, I
haven't seen all of Battle City yet, so I was wondering if anyone could
tell me which cards Yugi, Joey, Seto, Mai, Weevil, Bakura and any other
characters in Battle City won or lost in duels. If anyone could it would be
greatly appreciated.
But now I'll get on to the first chapter of my story!
Yu-Gi-Oh! Tournament of the Millennium
Chapter 1: The Invitation
"I'll equip my Dark Magician with United We Stand to raise it's Attack Strength to 3300 so I can destroy your Fortress Whale AND finish off your life points in one go! Looks like you lose, Joey!" Yugi laughed as Joey groaned in disappointment. "Don't worry about it. You're getting a whole lot better. You almost won that!" Yugi tried to cheer his best friend up.
"Almost, Yugi, almost. There's a difference between almost and actually ya know." Joey said in a solemn voice. "Ah, who am I kidding? I nearly beat ya Yug! Ya must be losin' yer touch. Either that or I'm getting better." A smug grin appeared on Joey's face as he started to pack up his deck.
"No way! There's as much chance of you beating Yugi as there is of Kaiba saying that you're one of the best duelists he's ever seen!" Tristen chuckled as he watched Joey's face turn increasingly red.
Joey started to shout at Tristen at the top of his voice. "WHADDA YA MEAN BY THAT?! WHY DON'T YA JUST SHUT YER BIG FAT TRAP FOR ONCE?!" Once he'd stopped raving Joey began to mutter under his breath about Tristen, ropes and a bonfire.
"Oh, leave him alone. Joey's really improving." That was Tea, watching the duel from the comfort of the couch in Yugi's home. They'd gone there after school to study, but, as usual, it had just ended up as an excuse for Yugi and Joey to duel, and for Tristen to insult Joey. In other words, just a normal day for the gang.
Yugi finished putting his deck away and glanced at Joey and Tristen, who'd started arguing again. He walked over to Tea. She sighed. "Man, they're at it again. Don't they ever stop?" She looked at them arguing. "Sometimes I think that they're brothers, they fight so much."
Yugi laughed lightly. "Yeah, I know what you mean. But I know how to get them to stop." He winked at Tea, then turned to the two fighting friends. "Hey, you two! I'm going down for a snack!"
The effect was instant. Joey and Tristen swung round to face Yugi, their fight totally forgotten. "FOOD!" With a simultaneous shout they both rushed out of Yugi's room and shoved each other down the stairs in their haste to find THE FOOD.
Yugi and Tea looked at each other and burst out laughing. It took about five minutes for them to calm down, and Tea's eyes were watering from laughing so much. With a final grin she hurried down the stairs, Yugi following.
***
Yugi's mouth dropped open as he surveyed the scene in the kitchen. There were leftovers everywhere and in the middle of it all, on the kitchen floor, Joey and Tristen were wrestling each other for the last pickle to put on their sandwiches. "Hey guys, calm down. Let me settle this." Joey and Tristen stopped to see how Yugi would solve their problem. Yugi opened the pickle jar, pulled out the pickle and threw it in the bin. "There. Problem solved. Grandpa and I don't really care for pickles very much anyway. The only reason we buy them is because you insist on putting them on every sandwich you make." Yugi looked at Joey's sandwich. "I mean, a peanut butter, lamb, honey, mayonnaise, tomato, cereal and pickle sandwich? What are you trying to do? Kill yourself?"
Joey grunted, picked up his sandwich and took a big bite out of it. "Hey, hey, hey! Don't knock it 'til you've tried it Yug!" He took another big bite and sighed. "Ah, bliss."
Yugi was starting to feel sick suddenly and was about to leave. Tea had left as soon as Yugi started to examine Joey's sandwich. 'She's probably outside, trying to get some fresh air before she throws up.' Yugi thought nauseously. Just as he got up from his seat Grandpa came into the room. "What's up Grandpa?" Yugi asked curiously.
"Mail for you Yugi. Let's see... fanmail, more fanmail, an interview request, bills, sorry, must've missed those, your Duel Monsters Magazine, fanmail, fanmail, fanmail, there's a whole bag of these outside Yugi, another interview request, and this." Grandpa handed Yugi a black envelope. He stared at it curiously. Most of his mail was from Duel Monster fans who idolised him. People asked for advice, autographs, dates, he'd even been asked by a fanatic if he'd marry her. So to get a totally unmarked envelope was unusual in the least.
"Hmm, let's see what it says." Just before Yugi opened it he saw Tea come back into the room from the corner of his eye. "Well, it doesn't have any insignia or I.D. on it. Guess I'll have to read it." The others crowded around him. Feeling a bit uncomfortable Yugi began to read.
Dear Master Yugi Moto,
"Wow, whoever it is is very formal." Tea commented before being shushed by Grandpa. Yugi started to read again.
You have been officially invited to participate in an upcoming tournament I, Mr. Thomas Harris, have taken the time to arrange especially for the best duelists in the world to compete in. There will be a ten million dollar first prize and rare cards awarded to the top eight competitors. This is a great chance, as only two hundred and fifty duelists have been invited to the tournament.
The tournament will take place in two months time in Hobart, Tasmania, in the country of Austalia. It's rules will be rather like the famous Battle City tournament, although with a few changes. If you wish to compete you must post the enclosed envelope. It is pre-addressed electronically, so there is no need to address it yourself. When we get your acceptence letter a second package containing the tournament rules, details and a very rare card will be sent straight to you.
I hope you will decide to compete, for this is a truly once in a lifetime chance.
Mr. Thomas Harris
"That's it. Nothing else. Just the acceptance slip." Yugi said, holding the smaller envelope.
"Hey, cool! Man, if only the top duelists can compete that means less competition for me!" Joey crowed, confident he would find an invitation siting on his doorstep sometime soon. "So, you gonna enter Yug?" Joey asked.
Yugi looked at the letter again, then grinned. "Sure, why not? At least I'll get a rare card out of the deal. Grandpa, can I go post this now?" Yugi asked excitedly. Grandpa smiled.
"I don't see why not. We could do with some prize money. There haven't been any tournaments for a while you know."
Yugi, Tea and Tristen rushed out the door to go to the post office. Grandpa turned around and saw Joey put a slightly dirty-looking pickle on his sandwich. "Now it's perfect. See ya Gramps!" With a shout Joey ran out the door to follow his friends.
Grandpa shook his his head. "One of these days that boy will kill himself with those sandwichs. Oh well, now we just have to wait for that tournament. With $10 million dollars I could get that new plasma television I've always wanted..." Grandpa walked out of the kitchen, still listing things to buy with the prize money.
******************************************* Who is the man who organised this tournament? What are his intentions? Just what will be in the sandwich that kills Joey? Find out the answers (apart from the third) in the next chapter!
PS: I really need to know which cards Yugi and Joey win and lose in Battle City as soon as possible, as I am planning to list their decks in the next chapter.
But now I'll get on to the first chapter of my story!
Yu-Gi-Oh! Tournament of the Millennium
Chapter 1: The Invitation
"I'll equip my Dark Magician with United We Stand to raise it's Attack Strength to 3300 so I can destroy your Fortress Whale AND finish off your life points in one go! Looks like you lose, Joey!" Yugi laughed as Joey groaned in disappointment. "Don't worry about it. You're getting a whole lot better. You almost won that!" Yugi tried to cheer his best friend up.
"Almost, Yugi, almost. There's a difference between almost and actually ya know." Joey said in a solemn voice. "Ah, who am I kidding? I nearly beat ya Yug! Ya must be losin' yer touch. Either that or I'm getting better." A smug grin appeared on Joey's face as he started to pack up his deck.
"No way! There's as much chance of you beating Yugi as there is of Kaiba saying that you're one of the best duelists he's ever seen!" Tristen chuckled as he watched Joey's face turn increasingly red.
Joey started to shout at Tristen at the top of his voice. "WHADDA YA MEAN BY THAT?! WHY DON'T YA JUST SHUT YER BIG FAT TRAP FOR ONCE?!" Once he'd stopped raving Joey began to mutter under his breath about Tristen, ropes and a bonfire.
"Oh, leave him alone. Joey's really improving." That was Tea, watching the duel from the comfort of the couch in Yugi's home. They'd gone there after school to study, but, as usual, it had just ended up as an excuse for Yugi and Joey to duel, and for Tristen to insult Joey. In other words, just a normal day for the gang.
Yugi finished putting his deck away and glanced at Joey and Tristen, who'd started arguing again. He walked over to Tea. She sighed. "Man, they're at it again. Don't they ever stop?" She looked at them arguing. "Sometimes I think that they're brothers, they fight so much."
Yugi laughed lightly. "Yeah, I know what you mean. But I know how to get them to stop." He winked at Tea, then turned to the two fighting friends. "Hey, you two! I'm going down for a snack!"
The effect was instant. Joey and Tristen swung round to face Yugi, their fight totally forgotten. "FOOD!" With a simultaneous shout they both rushed out of Yugi's room and shoved each other down the stairs in their haste to find THE FOOD.
Yugi and Tea looked at each other and burst out laughing. It took about five minutes for them to calm down, and Tea's eyes were watering from laughing so much. With a final grin she hurried down the stairs, Yugi following.
***
Yugi's mouth dropped open as he surveyed the scene in the kitchen. There were leftovers everywhere and in the middle of it all, on the kitchen floor, Joey and Tristen were wrestling each other for the last pickle to put on their sandwiches. "Hey guys, calm down. Let me settle this." Joey and Tristen stopped to see how Yugi would solve their problem. Yugi opened the pickle jar, pulled out the pickle and threw it in the bin. "There. Problem solved. Grandpa and I don't really care for pickles very much anyway. The only reason we buy them is because you insist on putting them on every sandwich you make." Yugi looked at Joey's sandwich. "I mean, a peanut butter, lamb, honey, mayonnaise, tomato, cereal and pickle sandwich? What are you trying to do? Kill yourself?"
Joey grunted, picked up his sandwich and took a big bite out of it. "Hey, hey, hey! Don't knock it 'til you've tried it Yug!" He took another big bite and sighed. "Ah, bliss."
Yugi was starting to feel sick suddenly and was about to leave. Tea had left as soon as Yugi started to examine Joey's sandwich. 'She's probably outside, trying to get some fresh air before she throws up.' Yugi thought nauseously. Just as he got up from his seat Grandpa came into the room. "What's up Grandpa?" Yugi asked curiously.
"Mail for you Yugi. Let's see... fanmail, more fanmail, an interview request, bills, sorry, must've missed those, your Duel Monsters Magazine, fanmail, fanmail, fanmail, there's a whole bag of these outside Yugi, another interview request, and this." Grandpa handed Yugi a black envelope. He stared at it curiously. Most of his mail was from Duel Monster fans who idolised him. People asked for advice, autographs, dates, he'd even been asked by a fanatic if he'd marry her. So to get a totally unmarked envelope was unusual in the least.
"Hmm, let's see what it says." Just before Yugi opened it he saw Tea come back into the room from the corner of his eye. "Well, it doesn't have any insignia or I.D. on it. Guess I'll have to read it." The others crowded around him. Feeling a bit uncomfortable Yugi began to read.
Dear Master Yugi Moto,
"Wow, whoever it is is very formal." Tea commented before being shushed by Grandpa. Yugi started to read again.
You have been officially invited to participate in an upcoming tournament I, Mr. Thomas Harris, have taken the time to arrange especially for the best duelists in the world to compete in. There will be a ten million dollar first prize and rare cards awarded to the top eight competitors. This is a great chance, as only two hundred and fifty duelists have been invited to the tournament.
The tournament will take place in two months time in Hobart, Tasmania, in the country of Austalia. It's rules will be rather like the famous Battle City tournament, although with a few changes. If you wish to compete you must post the enclosed envelope. It is pre-addressed electronically, so there is no need to address it yourself. When we get your acceptence letter a second package containing the tournament rules, details and a very rare card will be sent straight to you.
I hope you will decide to compete, for this is a truly once in a lifetime chance.
Mr. Thomas Harris
"That's it. Nothing else. Just the acceptance slip." Yugi said, holding the smaller envelope.
"Hey, cool! Man, if only the top duelists can compete that means less competition for me!" Joey crowed, confident he would find an invitation siting on his doorstep sometime soon. "So, you gonna enter Yug?" Joey asked.
Yugi looked at the letter again, then grinned. "Sure, why not? At least I'll get a rare card out of the deal. Grandpa, can I go post this now?" Yugi asked excitedly. Grandpa smiled.
"I don't see why not. We could do with some prize money. There haven't been any tournaments for a while you know."
Yugi, Tea and Tristen rushed out the door to go to the post office. Grandpa turned around and saw Joey put a slightly dirty-looking pickle on his sandwich. "Now it's perfect. See ya Gramps!" With a shout Joey ran out the door to follow his friends.
Grandpa shook his his head. "One of these days that boy will kill himself with those sandwichs. Oh well, now we just have to wait for that tournament. With $10 million dollars I could get that new plasma television I've always wanted..." Grandpa walked out of the kitchen, still listing things to buy with the prize money.
******************************************* Who is the man who organised this tournament? What are his intentions? Just what will be in the sandwich that kills Joey? Find out the answers (apart from the third) in the next chapter!
PS: I really need to know which cards Yugi and Joey win and lose in Battle City as soon as possible, as I am planning to list their decks in the next chapter.