Things Unseen; Sequel to Millennium Ritual
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO, only my characters.
Chapter 2: An Invitation
"Hey Yugi!" A voice called out, making the small tricolor haired boy turn around. Behind him, he can see his friends, Joey, Tea, Tristan, and Ryou running towards him. Grinning, he stopped and waited for them to catch up.
As they stopped, Joey pounded his chest, saying, "Man, isn't it great that it's summer vacation? No homework, no annoying teachers, no scratchy school uniforms. . ."
"Aw, come on Joey, school isn't THAT bad. I mean, school was a lot of fun too," Tea protested. Tristan and Joey stared at her strangely. They were walking down the street, people busy with their own lives.
"Tell us one good thing about school," Tristan said. Before Tea could start though, both Ryou and Yugi stepped in the middle, sensing a fight.
Looking at side to side, Ryou exclaimed, "Well! Look at the time! Almost time for tea, isn't it Yugi?"
"Oh yeah! Grandpa wanted to meet us at the Game Shop today! Remember Joey? He said he has a surprise for us!" Yugi agreed, pushing Joey's face away from Tea's.
"What do you mean, Yugi?" mumbled Joey through Yugi's hand, "We just got out of school. . ."
Tea, being the more sensible one of the three, said quickly, "Last one there is a rotten egg!" After the words were spoken, she sprinted down the street, followed by her friends after a few protests. People ahead of them flew out of the way, screaming, "BAKA!" after them. They laughed and continued forward. The race was long and hard, but in the end Tristan was the winner, throwing his fist in the air and touching the door to the shop. After a few seconds, the rest came up and huffed and puffed for air. Tristan smirked, eyeing the red Joey.
"Where. . . huff. . .Did you learn. . . huff huff. . .How to run. . . hoo. . .like THAT?" Joey asked slowly.
"Have you ever heard of track? Come on, let's get in. I'm hungry." Tristan said, walking through the entrance.
"Hey wait up!" Joey said, running through toward the entrance, as the door slammed in his face. Tea, Yugi, and Ryou winced as he rubbed his nose and opened the door to walk in. Shaking his head, Ryou stepped into the shop right after Joey. Yugi collapsed to the ground, laughing. Tea laughed too, and held out her hand.
"You need help Yugi?" she asked, chuckling.
"Yeah, sure. Hey, after this we should. . ." Yugi started, until he saw Tea's hand.
He saw the burn marks on her hand, spread toward her entire body, Yugi guessed. His face grew darker, as he remembered what was the cause of the burn marks. He remembered the phoenixes, Aura's ka, and their burning fire, engulfing Tea, Duke and Tristan altogether. If it hadn't been for Maeve, Aura's yami, to heal them, they might not have survived. And then. . .
'She died,' thought Yugi sadly. In his mind, he felt Yami slam the door of his soul room hard, with Yugi wincing.
"Earth to Yugi!" Tea exclaimed, waving her hand in front of his face, "You coming?"
Yugi shook his head this way and that, snapping out of it. Smiling, he said, "Yeah, let's go in." He took her hand, and brushed off the dust on his pants. Opening the door, they stepped into the shop.
Already they can hear Joey and Tristan arguing in the back room of the store, where the kitchen and living room was. As they walked passed the booster packs and duel monster cards, Yugi noticed something different about the shop. Pasted on all the walls were pictures of pyramids and duel monsters, with writing on the bottom too far away from Yugi to see. Shrugging, Yugi ran after Tea, who was already in the living room. Inside, Yugi took off his jacket, to see the other boys doing the same. Unfortunately, they were arguing at the same time.
Funny thing was that they were arguing about candy and ice cream. Yugi rolled his eyes, and plopped down to floor by Ryou to watch what happened. They looked in awe how passionately they fought about the subject.
"Isn't it amusing to see their arguments?" Ryou said in his British accent.
"Very," Tea replied, taking her own cup of tea (heh, that's funny). While Yugi was about to separate them, his grandpa suddenly waltzed into the room, holding some mail. He held onto the door frame with a face. Yugi stood up, and Joey and Tristan stopped fighting. Ryou and Tea looked on with confusion.
"Eh, is something wrong, Gramps?" Joey asked, letting go of Tristan's neck.
"Yugi, can I speak to you. . ." Solomon started. Everyone stood with Yugi. "Alone?"
Yugi looked at his friends strangely as he walked out of the room with his grandfather. As Solomon closed the door, he turned around to look at his grandson with a grave look.
"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Yugi asked, suddenly clutching the Millennium Puzzle tightly. He didn't answer; instead he handed Yugi an envelope. He stared at it, to see a strange wax seal on it. On the seal held a bird's head, with an insignia on the bottom. He noticed that Solomon already opened it. As he turned the envelope around, he saw that it was addressed to him, and only him.
He took the letter out.
Dear Mr. Yugi Moto,
You are currently invited to the new Duel Monsters Tournament known as 'The Osiris Tournament'. I, Apis Enari, shall be the host of this tournament, which will be held at Cairo, Egypt. If you wish to join my contest, please bring your deck, this invitation, and clothing. Food and other objects shall be provided for in the hotel. The winner of the tournament shall receive the treasured golden statue of Osiris, worth millions of dollars. Of course, there are more prizes, but that shall be further explained later on. You shall travel to Egypt by ship, taking us well up to four to six days. My assistants shall pick you up to go to Egypt on the 13th of July at 3:30 in the afternoon. You may bring up to two guests with you, no more, no less. If you do not wish to come, well, don't come.
Sincerely,
Apis Enari
As he finished reading the letter, he looked at his grandpa with a neutral face.
"Grandpa, if you don't want me to go, then that's fine. I'll stay here," he said after a moment. Solomon shook his head, and then looked back to Yugi.
"That's not it. You may go if you want, it doesn't sound suspicious. It just sounds like another tournament, that's all. I'm fine with that, Yugi, because you go to tournaments twice a week now!" Solomon chuckled, smiling brightly. Yugi sighed, relieved. Then he continued, "But. . . I just wanted to know if you were ready, that's all."
Now it was Yugi's turn to laugh. "What wouldn't I be ready for, Grandpa?"
Solomon turned serious. "I wanted to know if you were ready to go back," he said.
At first he didn't understand, but slowly Yugi realized what he meant. What Solomon truly wondered if he was ready to face the past again. The memories of the year before.
"A year may have passed," Solomon continued, "But I can see that the horrible memories still haunt you. Every time you glance at Tea and Tristan, every time you touch your Millennium Puzzle. So it makes me wonder if you are ready to go to Egypt." Yugi was silent.
"So. . . Do you still want to go?" he asked softly. Yugi was unsure, therefore turning toward Yami.
'Should we Yami? Should we go back?'
'Are you ready to forget the past, and go on to the future?' Yami asked quietly, saying the quote his sister Maeve use to tell him all the time.
'Yes.'
'Then let's go.'
Yugi took a deep breath, and turned toward his grandfather once more.
"I'm ready," Yugi replied, clutching the envelope. Solomon nodded, and opened the door to the room the others were in.
"I respect your decision, Yugi," Solomon answered. As Yugi went inside, Solomon said, "Make sure to pay respects to Aura before you leave. You have a week left anyway."
Yugi nodded, and swung the door shut behind him. Solomon glanced at the posters for the Osiris Tournament he put up just that day, and shook his head with a sigh. He then turned on the TV by the cash register, and absent-mindedly began to sweep with the broom outside, the TV forgotten.
It was flipped to a news channel, as the anchor woman in it said, ". . . And the disappearances around the world keep increasing, as family members young and old weep for their lost loved ones. . . In other news, Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corporations, who had recently moved to America to create a brand new game, was robbed. Shipments of his new computer chips were stolen by seven people while the pilots were stopping in Egypt for more fuel for the rest of the trip. Neighboring towns said that the chips were possibly stolen by a band of thieves, in which Seto Kaiba ignores with anger and rage. For more information on this subject, please go to our website. . ."
To Be Continued. . .
Well, this took rather long. But hey, I got the second-but-actually-first- chapter done. This all sounds weird, I know, but it'll make sense later on. The news thingy is important, trust me, it is. As for what year this story is in. . . I have no idea. Guess a year after the YGO series. In the third chapter, we shall see how little Kaiba is doing. . . Till then, bye!
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO, only my characters.
Chapter 2: An Invitation
"Hey Yugi!" A voice called out, making the small tricolor haired boy turn around. Behind him, he can see his friends, Joey, Tea, Tristan, and Ryou running towards him. Grinning, he stopped and waited for them to catch up.
As they stopped, Joey pounded his chest, saying, "Man, isn't it great that it's summer vacation? No homework, no annoying teachers, no scratchy school uniforms. . ."
"Aw, come on Joey, school isn't THAT bad. I mean, school was a lot of fun too," Tea protested. Tristan and Joey stared at her strangely. They were walking down the street, people busy with their own lives.
"Tell us one good thing about school," Tristan said. Before Tea could start though, both Ryou and Yugi stepped in the middle, sensing a fight.
Looking at side to side, Ryou exclaimed, "Well! Look at the time! Almost time for tea, isn't it Yugi?"
"Oh yeah! Grandpa wanted to meet us at the Game Shop today! Remember Joey? He said he has a surprise for us!" Yugi agreed, pushing Joey's face away from Tea's.
"What do you mean, Yugi?" mumbled Joey through Yugi's hand, "We just got out of school. . ."
Tea, being the more sensible one of the three, said quickly, "Last one there is a rotten egg!" After the words were spoken, she sprinted down the street, followed by her friends after a few protests. People ahead of them flew out of the way, screaming, "BAKA!" after them. They laughed and continued forward. The race was long and hard, but in the end Tristan was the winner, throwing his fist in the air and touching the door to the shop. After a few seconds, the rest came up and huffed and puffed for air. Tristan smirked, eyeing the red Joey.
"Where. . . huff. . .Did you learn. . . huff huff. . .How to run. . . hoo. . .like THAT?" Joey asked slowly.
"Have you ever heard of track? Come on, let's get in. I'm hungry." Tristan said, walking through the entrance.
"Hey wait up!" Joey said, running through toward the entrance, as the door slammed in his face. Tea, Yugi, and Ryou winced as he rubbed his nose and opened the door to walk in. Shaking his head, Ryou stepped into the shop right after Joey. Yugi collapsed to the ground, laughing. Tea laughed too, and held out her hand.
"You need help Yugi?" she asked, chuckling.
"Yeah, sure. Hey, after this we should. . ." Yugi started, until he saw Tea's hand.
He saw the burn marks on her hand, spread toward her entire body, Yugi guessed. His face grew darker, as he remembered what was the cause of the burn marks. He remembered the phoenixes, Aura's ka, and their burning fire, engulfing Tea, Duke and Tristan altogether. If it hadn't been for Maeve, Aura's yami, to heal them, they might not have survived. And then. . .
'She died,' thought Yugi sadly. In his mind, he felt Yami slam the door of his soul room hard, with Yugi wincing.
"Earth to Yugi!" Tea exclaimed, waving her hand in front of his face, "You coming?"
Yugi shook his head this way and that, snapping out of it. Smiling, he said, "Yeah, let's go in." He took her hand, and brushed off the dust on his pants. Opening the door, they stepped into the shop.
Already they can hear Joey and Tristan arguing in the back room of the store, where the kitchen and living room was. As they walked passed the booster packs and duel monster cards, Yugi noticed something different about the shop. Pasted on all the walls were pictures of pyramids and duel monsters, with writing on the bottom too far away from Yugi to see. Shrugging, Yugi ran after Tea, who was already in the living room. Inside, Yugi took off his jacket, to see the other boys doing the same. Unfortunately, they were arguing at the same time.
Funny thing was that they were arguing about candy and ice cream. Yugi rolled his eyes, and plopped down to floor by Ryou to watch what happened. They looked in awe how passionately they fought about the subject.
"Isn't it amusing to see their arguments?" Ryou said in his British accent.
"Very," Tea replied, taking her own cup of tea (heh, that's funny). While Yugi was about to separate them, his grandpa suddenly waltzed into the room, holding some mail. He held onto the door frame with a face. Yugi stood up, and Joey and Tristan stopped fighting. Ryou and Tea looked on with confusion.
"Eh, is something wrong, Gramps?" Joey asked, letting go of Tristan's neck.
"Yugi, can I speak to you. . ." Solomon started. Everyone stood with Yugi. "Alone?"
Yugi looked at his friends strangely as he walked out of the room with his grandfather. As Solomon closed the door, he turned around to look at his grandson with a grave look.
"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Yugi asked, suddenly clutching the Millennium Puzzle tightly. He didn't answer; instead he handed Yugi an envelope. He stared at it, to see a strange wax seal on it. On the seal held a bird's head, with an insignia on the bottom. He noticed that Solomon already opened it. As he turned the envelope around, he saw that it was addressed to him, and only him.
He took the letter out.
Dear Mr. Yugi Moto,
You are currently invited to the new Duel Monsters Tournament known as 'The Osiris Tournament'. I, Apis Enari, shall be the host of this tournament, which will be held at Cairo, Egypt. If you wish to join my contest, please bring your deck, this invitation, and clothing. Food and other objects shall be provided for in the hotel. The winner of the tournament shall receive the treasured golden statue of Osiris, worth millions of dollars. Of course, there are more prizes, but that shall be further explained later on. You shall travel to Egypt by ship, taking us well up to four to six days. My assistants shall pick you up to go to Egypt on the 13th of July at 3:30 in the afternoon. You may bring up to two guests with you, no more, no less. If you do not wish to come, well, don't come.
Sincerely,
Apis Enari
As he finished reading the letter, he looked at his grandpa with a neutral face.
"Grandpa, if you don't want me to go, then that's fine. I'll stay here," he said after a moment. Solomon shook his head, and then looked back to Yugi.
"That's not it. You may go if you want, it doesn't sound suspicious. It just sounds like another tournament, that's all. I'm fine with that, Yugi, because you go to tournaments twice a week now!" Solomon chuckled, smiling brightly. Yugi sighed, relieved. Then he continued, "But. . . I just wanted to know if you were ready, that's all."
Now it was Yugi's turn to laugh. "What wouldn't I be ready for, Grandpa?"
Solomon turned serious. "I wanted to know if you were ready to go back," he said.
At first he didn't understand, but slowly Yugi realized what he meant. What Solomon truly wondered if he was ready to face the past again. The memories of the year before.
"A year may have passed," Solomon continued, "But I can see that the horrible memories still haunt you. Every time you glance at Tea and Tristan, every time you touch your Millennium Puzzle. So it makes me wonder if you are ready to go to Egypt." Yugi was silent.
"So. . . Do you still want to go?" he asked softly. Yugi was unsure, therefore turning toward Yami.
'Should we Yami? Should we go back?'
'Are you ready to forget the past, and go on to the future?' Yami asked quietly, saying the quote his sister Maeve use to tell him all the time.
'Yes.'
'Then let's go.'
Yugi took a deep breath, and turned toward his grandfather once more.
"I'm ready," Yugi replied, clutching the envelope. Solomon nodded, and opened the door to the room the others were in.
"I respect your decision, Yugi," Solomon answered. As Yugi went inside, Solomon said, "Make sure to pay respects to Aura before you leave. You have a week left anyway."
Yugi nodded, and swung the door shut behind him. Solomon glanced at the posters for the Osiris Tournament he put up just that day, and shook his head with a sigh. He then turned on the TV by the cash register, and absent-mindedly began to sweep with the broom outside, the TV forgotten.
It was flipped to a news channel, as the anchor woman in it said, ". . . And the disappearances around the world keep increasing, as family members young and old weep for their lost loved ones. . . In other news, Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corporations, who had recently moved to America to create a brand new game, was robbed. Shipments of his new computer chips were stolen by seven people while the pilots were stopping in Egypt for more fuel for the rest of the trip. Neighboring towns said that the chips were possibly stolen by a band of thieves, in which Seto Kaiba ignores with anger and rage. For more information on this subject, please go to our website. . ."
To Be Continued. . .
Well, this took rather long. But hey, I got the second-but-actually-first- chapter done. This all sounds weird, I know, but it'll make sense later on. The news thingy is important, trust me, it is. As for what year this story is in. . . I have no idea. Guess a year after the YGO series. In the third chapter, we shall see how little Kaiba is doing. . . Till then, bye!