"What the hell are you doing Fader?" Evo shouted.
"You don't understand," Fader replied laughing. "You really don't."
"Understand what?"
Fader ignorned Evo's question and continued talking. "It doesn't really matter. Serena will be coming with me." He began to walk towards Adora and the unconciuos Serena. Energy cotinued to surge around Fader as he walked.
"Adora!" Evo shouted at the girl. "Get out of here!"
Adora had been frozen in place up to this point reeling from the shock of seeing her brother struck dead by the one who was supposed to be the Pharoah. She suddenly snapped to attention as Evo's words struck her and dragged Serena's limp form into the next room, slamming the door shut.
"A wasted effort," Fader said. "They run, but have no where to run to. Destiny cannot be escaped."
"They may be running," Evo said, stepping between Fader and the door. "But I have no such intention."
"But you are of no concern to me," Fader replied.
"I am now. I'm the one that's between you and what you want, Serena."
"Why do you care so much old thief? The Spirit of the Millennim Ring has never shown such compassion before. What is so different now, why these people?"
"My reasons are my own as they always have been. I don't need to give any explanation to you. But what of your attitude? You fought once with a fierce passion to save that girl before, and here you are know attacking her."
"You are a fool Evo, but if you are challenging me then I accept." Fader lifted his arm from the robe he was wearing and produced a deck from a pocket on his belt.
Evo grinned wickedly. "I don't think that I gave you a choice." The Millennium Ring began to glow and shake violently as it hung from Evo's neck. A black fog began to fill the temple, surrounding Evo and Fader as they stood facing each other. After the field had completely formed, Fader lifted his arm out and a pure black Duel Disk appeared in place. He and Evo shuffled their decks and placed them in their Disks.
"I'll make the first move," Evo said as he brought his hand up to draw his first five cards.
"That's fine," Fader replied. "But first we're going to establish the ground rules for this contest."
"Rules? What are you talking about? I know the rules of this game," barked Evo.
"Not for this game; so you would be wise to pay attention."
"I have participated in hundreds of Shadow Games over the millenia," Evo replied angrily. "You mock me and I will not let that stand."
"Your threats are meaningless without the power to back them up. So don't make me laugh," Fader told him. "You don't know what true darkness is. Nor have you played this type of Shadow Game."
"Then spit it out already."
"You are as impatient and arrogant as you were when we first met Thief," the young man said. "You'll learn your place though. Each duelist will recieve 10 000 Life Points." As Fader said this the Life Points of each player jumped significantly. "There are no tribute requirements to summon monsters, so to speak. All cards require a certain amount of Life Points to be payed. Each monster will require that the summoner pay 100 Life Points multiplied by the level of the desired monster. As normal only one monster can be summoned per turn. Magic and Trap cards require a paymenty of 500 Life Points and only one of each can be played during a player's turn. To attack you must pay 100 Life Points and to draw a card at the start of ach of your turns you must pay 200 Life Points. Do you understand?"
"If that's everything," Evo said impatiently.
"That's everything," Fader replied. "Let the Blood Match begin."
Evo: 10 000, Fader: 10 000
"As agreed I will make the first move," Evo said. "I'll pay 200 Life Points to draw a card and then another 900 to set a card and summon a monster in defense mode."
Evo: 8900, Fader: 10 000
It was a very unsettling thing to Evo. He had already lost more than a thousand Life Points and had only played two cards. He had to be very careful which cards he played. He didn't have Life Points to spare to toss away on useless cards. He looked up from the field to look at Fader, wondering what had happened to the young man to make him act this agressively. Evo silently cursed his opponent's stoic demeanour, the same demeanour he displayed in all his matches. As he looked, he realized something was wrong, his vision was slightly blurred. He shook it off and signaled the end of his turn.
Fader drew his card for 200 Life Points. "I'll summon the Blood Vors (1900/1200) in attack mode," he declared as he Life Points fell another 400 points. "And I'll pay 100 Life Points to have it attack your face down monster."
"Your monster slams full force into the walls of my Castle of Dark Illusions (920/1930) costing you another 30 Life Points," Evo announced as his castle appeared on the field and floated up above his head.
"A paltry amount," Fader replied, unimpressed. "Your castle is a pitiful defense. I expected nothing less from you."
"I don't need it for defense. It has much better uses for me. Like the ability to increase the attack power of my Zombies by 200 points every turn," Evo explained. "Now are you done or what?"
"My turn is over," replied Fader with an eerie calm.
Evo: 8900, Fader: 9270.
"I must say that I appreciate the fact that tributes aren't nessesary," Evo said as he drew his card for the reqired Life Point Cost. "I'll pay another 1000 to place another card face down and summon the Headless Horseman (2100/1700) in attack mode. And it will destroy your Blood Vors!"
Fader didn't even flinch as the Headless Horseman rode forward and slashed the Blood Vors in half, shattering it and sending it to the graveyard. This wasn't good for Evo. Normally a move like that would put him in good position, but with the cost in Life Points to play each card he was still at a disadvantage. He looked over at Fader again, his vision still blurrry. His head was trobbing now too and he couldn't understand why. He felt faint. He placed his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes.
"You feel it now don't you thief?" Fader asked him.
"What are you talking about?"
"You body is failing you," Fader replied. "With each life point you lose the blood from your viens thins as it is drained from your body, making you weaker and closer to death."
"Make your move Fader," Evo shouted at his opponent.
Evo: 7600, Fader: 8870.
Fader said nothing in response, instead merely drawing the next card from his deck. "I'll play this card," he said. "Torture Room of Nitemares. Whenever you take damage that isn't battle damage, Torture Room of Nitemares will increase that damage by 500 points."
"No!" Evo exclaimed. It was now going to cost him an extra 500 Life Points to do anything; from summoning, playing a card, even attacking or drawing a card itself would cost him a large sum of Life Points.
"And I will also play this card face down before ending my turn," said Fader as another card appeared in play in front of him. "Your move Thief."
Evo: 7600, Fader: 7670.
"You don't understand," Fader replied laughing. "You really don't."
"Understand what?"
Fader ignorned Evo's question and continued talking. "It doesn't really matter. Serena will be coming with me." He began to walk towards Adora and the unconciuos Serena. Energy cotinued to surge around Fader as he walked.
"Adora!" Evo shouted at the girl. "Get out of here!"
Adora had been frozen in place up to this point reeling from the shock of seeing her brother struck dead by the one who was supposed to be the Pharoah. She suddenly snapped to attention as Evo's words struck her and dragged Serena's limp form into the next room, slamming the door shut.
"A wasted effort," Fader said. "They run, but have no where to run to. Destiny cannot be escaped."
"They may be running," Evo said, stepping between Fader and the door. "But I have no such intention."
"But you are of no concern to me," Fader replied.
"I am now. I'm the one that's between you and what you want, Serena."
"Why do you care so much old thief? The Spirit of the Millennim Ring has never shown such compassion before. What is so different now, why these people?"
"My reasons are my own as they always have been. I don't need to give any explanation to you. But what of your attitude? You fought once with a fierce passion to save that girl before, and here you are know attacking her."
"You are a fool Evo, but if you are challenging me then I accept." Fader lifted his arm from the robe he was wearing and produced a deck from a pocket on his belt.
Evo grinned wickedly. "I don't think that I gave you a choice." The Millennium Ring began to glow and shake violently as it hung from Evo's neck. A black fog began to fill the temple, surrounding Evo and Fader as they stood facing each other. After the field had completely formed, Fader lifted his arm out and a pure black Duel Disk appeared in place. He and Evo shuffled their decks and placed them in their Disks.
"I'll make the first move," Evo said as he brought his hand up to draw his first five cards.
"That's fine," Fader replied. "But first we're going to establish the ground rules for this contest."
"Rules? What are you talking about? I know the rules of this game," barked Evo.
"Not for this game; so you would be wise to pay attention."
"I have participated in hundreds of Shadow Games over the millenia," Evo replied angrily. "You mock me and I will not let that stand."
"Your threats are meaningless without the power to back them up. So don't make me laugh," Fader told him. "You don't know what true darkness is. Nor have you played this type of Shadow Game."
"Then spit it out already."
"You are as impatient and arrogant as you were when we first met Thief," the young man said. "You'll learn your place though. Each duelist will recieve 10 000 Life Points." As Fader said this the Life Points of each player jumped significantly. "There are no tribute requirements to summon monsters, so to speak. All cards require a certain amount of Life Points to be payed. Each monster will require that the summoner pay 100 Life Points multiplied by the level of the desired monster. As normal only one monster can be summoned per turn. Magic and Trap cards require a paymenty of 500 Life Points and only one of each can be played during a player's turn. To attack you must pay 100 Life Points and to draw a card at the start of ach of your turns you must pay 200 Life Points. Do you understand?"
"If that's everything," Evo said impatiently.
"That's everything," Fader replied. "Let the Blood Match begin."
Evo: 10 000, Fader: 10 000
"As agreed I will make the first move," Evo said. "I'll pay 200 Life Points to draw a card and then another 900 to set a card and summon a monster in defense mode."
Evo: 8900, Fader: 10 000
It was a very unsettling thing to Evo. He had already lost more than a thousand Life Points and had only played two cards. He had to be very careful which cards he played. He didn't have Life Points to spare to toss away on useless cards. He looked up from the field to look at Fader, wondering what had happened to the young man to make him act this agressively. Evo silently cursed his opponent's stoic demeanour, the same demeanour he displayed in all his matches. As he looked, he realized something was wrong, his vision was slightly blurred. He shook it off and signaled the end of his turn.
Fader drew his card for 200 Life Points. "I'll summon the Blood Vors (1900/1200) in attack mode," he declared as he Life Points fell another 400 points. "And I'll pay 100 Life Points to have it attack your face down monster."
"Your monster slams full force into the walls of my Castle of Dark Illusions (920/1930) costing you another 30 Life Points," Evo announced as his castle appeared on the field and floated up above his head.
"A paltry amount," Fader replied, unimpressed. "Your castle is a pitiful defense. I expected nothing less from you."
"I don't need it for defense. It has much better uses for me. Like the ability to increase the attack power of my Zombies by 200 points every turn," Evo explained. "Now are you done or what?"
"My turn is over," replied Fader with an eerie calm.
Evo: 8900, Fader: 9270.
"I must say that I appreciate the fact that tributes aren't nessesary," Evo said as he drew his card for the reqired Life Point Cost. "I'll pay another 1000 to place another card face down and summon the Headless Horseman (2100/1700) in attack mode. And it will destroy your Blood Vors!"
Fader didn't even flinch as the Headless Horseman rode forward and slashed the Blood Vors in half, shattering it and sending it to the graveyard. This wasn't good for Evo. Normally a move like that would put him in good position, but with the cost in Life Points to play each card he was still at a disadvantage. He looked over at Fader again, his vision still blurrry. His head was trobbing now too and he couldn't understand why. He felt faint. He placed his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes.
"You feel it now don't you thief?" Fader asked him.
"What are you talking about?"
"You body is failing you," Fader replied. "With each life point you lose the blood from your viens thins as it is drained from your body, making you weaker and closer to death."
"Make your move Fader," Evo shouted at his opponent.
Evo: 7600, Fader: 8870.
Fader said nothing in response, instead merely drawing the next card from his deck. "I'll play this card," he said. "Torture Room of Nitemares. Whenever you take damage that isn't battle damage, Torture Room of Nitemares will increase that damage by 500 points."
"No!" Evo exclaimed. It was now going to cost him an extra 500 Life Points to do anything; from summoning, playing a card, even attacking or drawing a card itself would cost him a large sum of Life Points.
"And I will also play this card face down before ending my turn," said Fader as another card appeared in play in front of him. "Your move Thief."
Evo: 7600, Fader: 7670.