What am I Doing Here?!

Disclaimer: We don't own Soul Calibur or Yu-gi-oh! But we have several male characters that we wouldn't mind owning.

AN: The fourth chapter is here! (Finally!) Sorry it took so long, but we ran out of ideas for this chapter. Writer's block sucks. My hatred for it is infinite, but since it is intangible, I will take it all out on Yunsung. Oh Yunsung, I need to have a word with you.

Yunsung: Aw shit! runs like hell out of the room with Ookami following with a sword

Ookami: Come back here, you coward! I need to harm you until they will never let you out of the hospital again!

Darkfaerie: Uhhh… On to the fic before I get hurt!

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"Now that we're here, we should practice with our weapons, huh?" Jou said stupidly. (An: Jou is an idiot! Well, not all the time, but I just hate him today, so deal with it!)

So, with that, everyone went into one corner or another to take a test drive with their weapons. Tea, Honda, and Jou decided to practice together in the far right corner. Ryo was swinging his SUV of a sword around in the center of the area. No one wanted to get within five feet of him right now, not to mention the twelve feet necessary to keep your head securely attached around the sword, so he had to practice alone. Yugi and Yami tried out their new arsenals on the left.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Yami said as he spun the rod experimentally, but he nearly hit himself and Yugi on the head.

Yugi ducked, "Hm? Why's that?" Sadly, Yugi could not dodge when Yami brought the staff back to himself and landed on his butt.

Yami smiled sheepishly at his glaring hikari. "Because… this is a fighting video game, am I right?"

Yugi got up and then 'accidentally' hit Yami in the head with his shield. "Yeah, so what's your point?"

Yami rubbed his sore head and gave Yugi a glare of his own. "My point is that we must have been sent to this place for a reason. As you already know, we've each been given our character's weapons."

"Yeah, I know." Yugi stared at his current attire. "Along with the fact that we've been given their costume."

After that being said, Yami took another good look at his outfit and groaned. "How does a guy dress like this?…And with the intention of going into battle?…" He sighed. "This has got to be the most embarrassing day of my 5,000 year-old life!…I think."

Yugi sweatdropped. "You think?!"

Yami crossed his arms over his chest defensively. "Hey, I lost my memory! I could be wrong. Then again, I don't think I want to know about that."

"Aw, come on! It can't be that bad!" Yugi laughed.

"Are you kidding! I was probably wearing a skirt half the time!" Yami shouted.

Yugi broke into laughter. "A skirt! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yugi started rolling around on the ground, clutching his sides.

Yami looked ready to explode. He took a deep breath and then sighed and folded his arms over his chest. "Can we focus now?"

Yugi stopped laughing, and grumbled while folding his arms over his chest and sighing. "Fine. Go on."

"Anyway, if my theory is correct, we're going to have to fight our way out of here to get back home!" Yami declared. He obviously had decided to completely forget the previous sentences.

He shook his head. "Wait, I'm sorry, I thought you said that we'd all have to fight to get out of here."

"I did." Yami said calmly.

Yugi eyes got even bigger (if that was even possible). "…What?! Aah! You know me, Yami! I can't fight my way out of a paper bag, let alone to save my life!"

"Calm down, Yugi! Everything will be just fine! Besides, have you taken a look at your arsenal? You've got …a sword,… a shield,… a bow and some arrows,… a boomerang,… and some bombs. I think you should be fine." Yami told the boy in an effort to calm him.

It didn't help much. "That doesn't help me much." The boy sighed.

"Look, you can do this. We can do this. Together." Yami tried as a last ditch effort.

Yugi sighed and than brightened. "Y'know, maybe you're right. Yeah, we can do this!" And so the two exchanged a smile of agreement, acknowledging each other of their newfound confidence.

But, after the exchange, another bright flash of light came flooding into the room, engulfing everyone inside.

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"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yugi screamed as he fell. He landed on his rear with a thump. "Ow!" Yugi said as he lamented over his pain.

After the fall (and crash landing) Yugi took a look at his new surroundings. It was clear that he wasn't in the room he was in previously.

The room was a place of grey brick walls, waterfalls, and several exits and entrances. The floor was made of gold and silver metal in the shape of a spider web. Nothing surrounded it except for a bottomless pit.

Yugi started trembling with nervousness. This would be an all or nothing battle. Either he won and … something would happen, he didn't really know what.

But if he lost, well he didn't know what would happen after that either, but he knew it couldn't be good

And not only was he concerned for his sake, but he was worried about the safety of the friends that he was separated from. Jou and Honda would be just fine. But Ryo and Tea? He didn't even want to think about how they would fare. Yugi had no idea as to whether or not Yami would be able to survive. He knew that the pharaoh was strong at heart, but the only thing that he's seen him fight with is a deck of cards. With Yami, no predictions were reliable.

But during the five minutes that he stood there waiting, he hadn't seen anyone else. Just him and his lonesome. With this, he began to think that he had nothing to worry about anymore.

Unfortunately, this was not the case.

When he began to turn around and leave, in hopes of finding someone who could help him figure some of this out, he saw something roll down the hall, and it was coming directly towards him and the apparent arena.

The something turned out to be a someone, and it wasn't exactly a pretty sight either.

The guy had grey skin and no hair to speak of. He was wearing bandages over a see-through purple cloth. He was wearing some gold over his neck and his you-can-guess-where. He had what looked like tattoos. He was a…

"Freak!" Yugi shouted at the nut-job. After all, only a nut-job looked like that.

The guy just hissed and waved the weapons on his hands threateningly. "Aww damn, you want to fight don't you? Look, I'm not a fighter, so just go roll off a cliff."

The guy started walking towards him. His walk was… unique. Yugi's eyes widened as he shouted, "Aw damn, I'm gonna fight Michael Jackson!" The freak Yugi had dubbed Michael Jackson just kept coming towards him. "Quit moon-walking you freak!"

The freak then stopped and then managed to run at Yugi like… well, the closest description is a freaky crab. "Ahh! Michael Jackson needs an exorcist!"

Yugi promptly ran like hell in the opposite direction. But, then Yugi ran into a slight problem, there was no more floor. He looked around and realized he was on a platform. "Aww shit! I'm gonna die!" Yugi bawled as the freak rapidly caught up. That's when Yugi decided that if he was going to die at the hands of Michael Jackson, he may as well die fighting and cracking jokes.

He started to try to remember what Jou had told him about fighting with his fists when he felt something hit his back. He felt like smacking himself in the head, he had forgotten about the weapons he had! A sword was sure a hell of a lot better than his fists! He drew it awkwardly and had a lot of trouble getting the shield on his arm.

Well, he was going to die anyway, so it didn't matter how bad he was with the weapons. The freak finally stopped acting like the girl in that movie and stood up to slash at poor little Yugi. By some strange bout of luck, he managed to catch it on his shield and scramble away so that the freak was the one facing the edge.

"Hah! Take that you moon-walking pervert!" Yugi shouted as he jumped and waved his sword, nearly taking off his own head. "Note to self: when taunting freaky Michael Jackson clones, do not wave sword around."

The freak charged at him with a sound that reminded Yugi of a pissed donkey. Yugi somehow managed to dodge the attack and started jumping around again. "Genetic mutant! What type of sicko would combine Michael Jackson, a donkey, and a pale freak?"

The freak turned and charged again. Yugi managed to dodge again and even managed to nick the guy with the sword, even though it was a fluke, like the fact that Yugi had survived this long.

The donkey-mutant couldn't stop in time and nearly went right over the edge. Yugi took the opportunity and charged full out at the hated freak-of-freaks. Yugi knocked into the bandaged freak while he was still off-balance and knocked him right off of the edge.

By yet another of the flukes that had been plaguing the fight, Yugi managed to stop himself from joining the freaky Jackson clone. Yugi peered over the edge, his eyes wide.

Then he started jumping and shouting, "Whoo! I won! Do you hear me you freak? I won, you're squashed! Oh, wait, you can't hear me because you're dead!"

Yugi continued on for a while, but I'm not going to type it. Why? 1. I'm too lazy. 2.It's pretty much the same as what he just said. And 3. It would boost up the rating (Who knew Yugi had such a foul mouth? I'm wondering why Yugi wasn't switched with Yunsung.)

While Yugi was going on, and trying unsuccessfully to boost our rating, the freak king had managed to pull himself to the edge of the platform. Yugi heard a hiss and turned to see him trying futilely to pull himself up.

"Day of the Living Freaks!" Yugi shouted as he ran over to the edge and started fumbling through his inventory in the hopes that he would find something that would finally put this zombie-Michael Jackson-donkey freak in the ground for good.

His hand found something large and round and he pulled it out. He wondered what it was, until he found a very large and clear label that said 'bomb' along with very clear instructions. The instructions were pull red tab on string and then lob as far as you can and then pray you don't get blown to little bits. But sadly, Yugi didn't know Hylian, so all he saw was gibberish.

He figured that knowing what the hell it was and how to use it didn't matter, so he pulled the little red tab he saw on the string that protruded from the object. A small fire started on the string and Yugi stared at it stupidly for a bit before he decided that it probably wasn't a good idea to find out what happened when the flame went inside the orb, so he threw it at the donkey-zombie and prayed it helped him.

The bomb exploded just as it reached the freak and it knocked the freak right back down to the bottom of the pit. Yugi didn't celebrate this time, just stared for a moment, and then went about finding what other nasty little tricks he could use on anyone who dared to oppose the supremely powerful one, although it was more like the supremely lucky one, but Yugi wouldn't realize this.

He was a teenage boy, and everyone knows how teenage boys are.

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An: Ookami back to talk to ya! Well, what did you think? Um, it's really late, so I'm not saying much else.

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