As the Spirit of the Ring traveled to the Shadow Realm, he found meandering
souls and bodies without souls, but not the one he was looking for.
'There are more vessels here than I was last here,' the Spirit of the Ring said.
As he looked closely at three of the bodies he recognized him from somewhere.
'It's that zombie duelist and his idiot accomplices,' he thought. 'So I guess their bodies still hang around here.'
He pressed on finding some duelists, men in black suits and dark glasses, and regular civilians. All of them were soulless.
~Meanwhile, at Salazar's Castle, 3:00 PM~
Salazar was still at his desk and he noticed on a monitor that the finalists have begun to arrive already. More than he had expected. Twenty five finalists were standing in the main hall of Salazar's castle and not one of them was Seto Kaiba or Yugi Muto.
"Well," Salazar said rubbing his head. "This is what I get for making this tournament global. Two more hours left for even more to come. The eliminators failed... and worst of all, twenty five nobodies are to show for the finalists..."
Then Salazar got something to cheer him up. One of his monitors showed that Seto Kaiba's dated was updated and he had all the fifteen star chips needed. But he was taking his time getting to the castle, walking at a slow pace.
"It's about time," Salazar said, "As long as he gets here before five, it's good."
Then, he pressed a button and the monitor switched to the hooded eliminator Nightmare.
"Nightmare," Salazar said to him.
"Yes Master Salazar?" he asked.
"You realize you're the only eliminator left," he said. "Meaning everyone else has failed. I simply cannot have that. You have one last mission."
"And what would it be?" Nightmare asked.
"Guard the stairs, the only way up to the castle. Do not let anymore 'finalists' through, without a duel," he said. "Oh and Croquet will give you a bag, when you see Mr. Muto, pull it out, he'll know what it is.
"Yes Master," the final eliminator said letting out a slight laugh and the monitor turned off.
Then, Salazar walked over to a cabinet leaving the Millennium Rod on his desk. He opened up the cabinet taking a bottle of Tequila out and a shot- glass filled it up and drank it down...
~Meanwhile back in the Shadow Realm~
The body of Weevil being controlled by the Spirit of the Ring continued his search and finally found the body of Ryou Bakura, lying on the ground. He was in the same clothes he had from the Battle City finals. His white and blue striped shirt now had several holes in it, his green short-sleeved jacket was a bit tattered, and his pants had one rip revealing his left knee. Also, the bandage that covered his wound was gone and what was left was a scar.
"Bakura," the Spirit of the Ring said.
"Who, who are you?" Bakura said looking up at Weevil's body and noticed the Millennium Ring. ""My Millennium Ring..."
"OUR Millennium Ring," he said.
"Ours?" Bakura asked. "What do you mean?"
"I don't blame you for forgetting," he said. "You've been in solitude for two years, and for what? My own selfish gains."
Bakura still looked dumbfounded.
"You didn't deserve this," the Spirit said. "It was that other spirit. In the Millennium Rod. He toyed with both of us, and now he has a new body to leech off of."
Bakura stood up, his once gentle face was now replaced by an angry one, "Yes, I was having dreams duel. I saw a person who looked like me dueling a lot. But in one dream the duelist that looked like me was defeated by some gold dragon and when I awoke from that dream, I was here."
"Those weren't dreams. They were very real. That person was me. I could care less about obtaining the other Millennium Items right now. I want revenge and I'm sure you do as well."
Bakura nodded, he looked a lot like his dark counterpart now, "That Rod ruined my life. Everyone probably thinks I'm dead."
"Take the Millennium Ring, Bakura," the Spirit said. "Together, we shall both send that spirit to Hell."
Bakura walked over to the body of Weevil, placed his hand on the golden ring, remembering when he first got it. He then removed it from Weevil's body and he fell over lifeless. Then he placed it around his neck and felt something in him again.
Yami Bakura returned and he pulled out of his pocket, the Millennium Eye.
"You want this, do you Salazar?" Yami Bakura said to himself. "Well don't get too attached."
Then, the Millennium Ring flashed brightly and Bakura was no longer in the Shadow Realm. He was now back in Salazar's office again.
"Hello again," Yami Bakura said.
Salazar had his head face down on the desk, and looked up when he heard a familiar voice.
"Well I have my old vessel back," Yami Bakura said tossing the Millennium Eye over to Salazar. "There's my end of the deal."
As Bakura was about to leave, Salazar said to him, "Hang on a minute, perhaps I could make a proposition for you."
"Go on," Bakura said.
"Employment among my Eliminators hasn't gone too well," Salazar said. "Duel for me and I'll give you two Millennium Items. One now and one later."
Skeptically Yami Bakura said to him, "You lie. How could you have other Millennium Items?"
Salazar pulled out a drawer on his desk and pulled it out, "I believe the previous owner called it the Millennium Scale."
Yami Bakura gasped and the points on his Millennium Ring pointed toward it. Yami Bakura gasped, "How did you get this!?"
"I have my ways," Salazar said. "So do you except?"
Yami Bakura thought for a moment then said, "Yes." And Salazar handed him the Millennium Scale.
"At nightfall, I'll need you to pay a visit to some of my finalists," Salazar said. "Interrogate them."
Yami Bakura didn't fully understand but he nodded and left Salazar's office.
'Well I'm back in power again,' Salazar thought. 'Three's better than nothing, I suppose.'
~Meanwhile~
Yugi, Joey and Mai couldn't seem to find any more duelists. It had seemed they were all defeated, or they didn't have enough star chips.
"Unbelievable," Mai said. "An hour ago, this placed was infested with low ranked duelists."
"Don't worry Yuge," Joey said to him. "You're going to be in the finals, I just know it."
However a flash of light got there hopes and they ran towards where they hoped to find a duel in progress.
"What the..." Mai said after looking at an enormous monster. "I've seen that monster before."
"Yugi isn't that..." Joey said.
"It's Osiris!" Yugi said.
There was a duel in progress alright. Three duelists were dueling against a black robed man, but they were doing horribly. The black robed man only had one monster out, the Egyptian God Card, Saint Dragon God Osiris. The other three duelists had no monsters out, they were probably all destroyed. The black robed man held six cards in his hand making Osiris 6000/6000.
"That isn't fair!" one of the duelists shouted. "That card wiped out my monster before I could use my combo."
"Osiris won't allow weaklings to be in the duel as long as he's around," the black robed man said.
"I'll end my turn playing one card face down ending my turn," he grumbled.
"Well it's my turn now and I won't allow HIM to be around now," another duelist said drawing his card. "I play Raigeki!"
Storm clouds gathered above the Egyptian God and lightning struck him, but it did nothing to the card.
"What the!?" the duelist shouted. "How can that be?!"
"Weren't you listening?" The black robed man asked. "I told you that Egyptian Gods are immune to magic cards like Raigeki."
"I don't accept that!" the duelist spat. "I play Tribute to the Doomed! By discarding one card from my hand, your big red dragon is going to be under wraps!"
As bandages ensnared Osiris completely, a huge claw rose out to take him to world of the dead. But as big as the claw was, Osiris was way bigger and it only grabbed onto Osiris' tail. Just then, white light shot out of the bandages and they were destroyed, as well as the diminutive claw.
"Now do you accept it?" the black robed man asked. "Or do you have some more magic cards?"
"I play Dark Hole!" he said playing one of hid last cards in his hand as a hole of darkness was attempting to suck in Osiris, but to no avail.
"Have you learned yet?" the black robed man asked.
"Guess not," he answered back. "I play my last card, Swords of Revealing Light! Stopping your dragon from attacking any of us."
"Now it's my turn," the black robed man said. "Osiris attack the center duelist! Summon Light Impact!"
The Egyptian God's lower mouth fired its devastating attack, shooting right passed the futile swords and as it closed in on the duelist, he flipped his face down card, Mirror Force, the shield contained the blast. For about two seconds when it shattered hitting the duelist and wiped him out.
The other two looked on at their fallen comrade and they played whatever card they could but they were all defeated.
"You three said you could take on any strategy possible," the black robed man said as the Egyptian God Card vanished from the field. "Some finalists you would've been."
The three defeated duelists walked away leaving their star chips at the black robed man's feet and there were hundreds already there.
"Nightmare!" Yugi shouted as he revealed himself. "It's payback time. I challenge you to a duel!"
"Yugi Muto," Nightmare said as he sounded like he was being controlled again. "You didn't learn the first time, huh? Well I accept your challenge."
Nightmare pulled out a small light brown bag and dropped it, "This holds your Millennium Puzzle, what's left of it anyways. If you want your Puzzle back, you have to bet your Millennium Tauk. If you want your Egyptian God card back, you have to bet your deck. And if you want the remaining star chips needed for you to enter the finals, you have to bet your soul!"
"I accept the terms," Yugi said shuffling his deck and placing it back in his Duel Disk.
"Let's Duel!" both of them said and their life points went up to 8000...
'There are more vessels here than I was last here,' the Spirit of the Ring said.
As he looked closely at three of the bodies he recognized him from somewhere.
'It's that zombie duelist and his idiot accomplices,' he thought. 'So I guess their bodies still hang around here.'
He pressed on finding some duelists, men in black suits and dark glasses, and regular civilians. All of them were soulless.
~Meanwhile, at Salazar's Castle, 3:00 PM~
Salazar was still at his desk and he noticed on a monitor that the finalists have begun to arrive already. More than he had expected. Twenty five finalists were standing in the main hall of Salazar's castle and not one of them was Seto Kaiba or Yugi Muto.
"Well," Salazar said rubbing his head. "This is what I get for making this tournament global. Two more hours left for even more to come. The eliminators failed... and worst of all, twenty five nobodies are to show for the finalists..."
Then Salazar got something to cheer him up. One of his monitors showed that Seto Kaiba's dated was updated and he had all the fifteen star chips needed. But he was taking his time getting to the castle, walking at a slow pace.
"It's about time," Salazar said, "As long as he gets here before five, it's good."
Then, he pressed a button and the monitor switched to the hooded eliminator Nightmare.
"Nightmare," Salazar said to him.
"Yes Master Salazar?" he asked.
"You realize you're the only eliminator left," he said. "Meaning everyone else has failed. I simply cannot have that. You have one last mission."
"And what would it be?" Nightmare asked.
"Guard the stairs, the only way up to the castle. Do not let anymore 'finalists' through, without a duel," he said. "Oh and Croquet will give you a bag, when you see Mr. Muto, pull it out, he'll know what it is.
"Yes Master," the final eliminator said letting out a slight laugh and the monitor turned off.
Then, Salazar walked over to a cabinet leaving the Millennium Rod on his desk. He opened up the cabinet taking a bottle of Tequila out and a shot- glass filled it up and drank it down...
~Meanwhile back in the Shadow Realm~
The body of Weevil being controlled by the Spirit of the Ring continued his search and finally found the body of Ryou Bakura, lying on the ground. He was in the same clothes he had from the Battle City finals. His white and blue striped shirt now had several holes in it, his green short-sleeved jacket was a bit tattered, and his pants had one rip revealing his left knee. Also, the bandage that covered his wound was gone and what was left was a scar.
"Bakura," the Spirit of the Ring said.
"Who, who are you?" Bakura said looking up at Weevil's body and noticed the Millennium Ring. ""My Millennium Ring..."
"OUR Millennium Ring," he said.
"Ours?" Bakura asked. "What do you mean?"
"I don't blame you for forgetting," he said. "You've been in solitude for two years, and for what? My own selfish gains."
Bakura still looked dumbfounded.
"You didn't deserve this," the Spirit said. "It was that other spirit. In the Millennium Rod. He toyed with both of us, and now he has a new body to leech off of."
Bakura stood up, his once gentle face was now replaced by an angry one, "Yes, I was having dreams duel. I saw a person who looked like me dueling a lot. But in one dream the duelist that looked like me was defeated by some gold dragon and when I awoke from that dream, I was here."
"Those weren't dreams. They were very real. That person was me. I could care less about obtaining the other Millennium Items right now. I want revenge and I'm sure you do as well."
Bakura nodded, he looked a lot like his dark counterpart now, "That Rod ruined my life. Everyone probably thinks I'm dead."
"Take the Millennium Ring, Bakura," the Spirit said. "Together, we shall both send that spirit to Hell."
Bakura walked over to the body of Weevil, placed his hand on the golden ring, remembering when he first got it. He then removed it from Weevil's body and he fell over lifeless. Then he placed it around his neck and felt something in him again.
Yami Bakura returned and he pulled out of his pocket, the Millennium Eye.
"You want this, do you Salazar?" Yami Bakura said to himself. "Well don't get too attached."
Then, the Millennium Ring flashed brightly and Bakura was no longer in the Shadow Realm. He was now back in Salazar's office again.
"Hello again," Yami Bakura said.
Salazar had his head face down on the desk, and looked up when he heard a familiar voice.
"Well I have my old vessel back," Yami Bakura said tossing the Millennium Eye over to Salazar. "There's my end of the deal."
As Bakura was about to leave, Salazar said to him, "Hang on a minute, perhaps I could make a proposition for you."
"Go on," Bakura said.
"Employment among my Eliminators hasn't gone too well," Salazar said. "Duel for me and I'll give you two Millennium Items. One now and one later."
Skeptically Yami Bakura said to him, "You lie. How could you have other Millennium Items?"
Salazar pulled out a drawer on his desk and pulled it out, "I believe the previous owner called it the Millennium Scale."
Yami Bakura gasped and the points on his Millennium Ring pointed toward it. Yami Bakura gasped, "How did you get this!?"
"I have my ways," Salazar said. "So do you except?"
Yami Bakura thought for a moment then said, "Yes." And Salazar handed him the Millennium Scale.
"At nightfall, I'll need you to pay a visit to some of my finalists," Salazar said. "Interrogate them."
Yami Bakura didn't fully understand but he nodded and left Salazar's office.
'Well I'm back in power again,' Salazar thought. 'Three's better than nothing, I suppose.'
~Meanwhile~
Yugi, Joey and Mai couldn't seem to find any more duelists. It had seemed they were all defeated, or they didn't have enough star chips.
"Unbelievable," Mai said. "An hour ago, this placed was infested with low ranked duelists."
"Don't worry Yuge," Joey said to him. "You're going to be in the finals, I just know it."
However a flash of light got there hopes and they ran towards where they hoped to find a duel in progress.
"What the..." Mai said after looking at an enormous monster. "I've seen that monster before."
"Yugi isn't that..." Joey said.
"It's Osiris!" Yugi said.
There was a duel in progress alright. Three duelists were dueling against a black robed man, but they were doing horribly. The black robed man only had one monster out, the Egyptian God Card, Saint Dragon God Osiris. The other three duelists had no monsters out, they were probably all destroyed. The black robed man held six cards in his hand making Osiris 6000/6000.
"That isn't fair!" one of the duelists shouted. "That card wiped out my monster before I could use my combo."
"Osiris won't allow weaklings to be in the duel as long as he's around," the black robed man said.
"I'll end my turn playing one card face down ending my turn," he grumbled.
"Well it's my turn now and I won't allow HIM to be around now," another duelist said drawing his card. "I play Raigeki!"
Storm clouds gathered above the Egyptian God and lightning struck him, but it did nothing to the card.
"What the!?" the duelist shouted. "How can that be?!"
"Weren't you listening?" The black robed man asked. "I told you that Egyptian Gods are immune to magic cards like Raigeki."
"I don't accept that!" the duelist spat. "I play Tribute to the Doomed! By discarding one card from my hand, your big red dragon is going to be under wraps!"
As bandages ensnared Osiris completely, a huge claw rose out to take him to world of the dead. But as big as the claw was, Osiris was way bigger and it only grabbed onto Osiris' tail. Just then, white light shot out of the bandages and they were destroyed, as well as the diminutive claw.
"Now do you accept it?" the black robed man asked. "Or do you have some more magic cards?"
"I play Dark Hole!" he said playing one of hid last cards in his hand as a hole of darkness was attempting to suck in Osiris, but to no avail.
"Have you learned yet?" the black robed man asked.
"Guess not," he answered back. "I play my last card, Swords of Revealing Light! Stopping your dragon from attacking any of us."
"Now it's my turn," the black robed man said. "Osiris attack the center duelist! Summon Light Impact!"
The Egyptian God's lower mouth fired its devastating attack, shooting right passed the futile swords and as it closed in on the duelist, he flipped his face down card, Mirror Force, the shield contained the blast. For about two seconds when it shattered hitting the duelist and wiped him out.
The other two looked on at their fallen comrade and they played whatever card they could but they were all defeated.
"You three said you could take on any strategy possible," the black robed man said as the Egyptian God Card vanished from the field. "Some finalists you would've been."
The three defeated duelists walked away leaving their star chips at the black robed man's feet and there were hundreds already there.
"Nightmare!" Yugi shouted as he revealed himself. "It's payback time. I challenge you to a duel!"
"Yugi Muto," Nightmare said as he sounded like he was being controlled again. "You didn't learn the first time, huh? Well I accept your challenge."
Nightmare pulled out a small light brown bag and dropped it, "This holds your Millennium Puzzle, what's left of it anyways. If you want your Puzzle back, you have to bet your Millennium Tauk. If you want your Egyptian God card back, you have to bet your deck. And if you want the remaining star chips needed for you to enter the finals, you have to bet your soul!"
"I accept the terms," Yugi said shuffling his deck and placing it back in his Duel Disk.
"Let's Duel!" both of them said and their life points went up to 8000...