Greetings, all! I am now visiting my friend in Pennsylvania for a week and now will either be able to get a severe amount of the fanfiction posted if not the rest of it! I have not forgotten about you, my loyal readers! Actually, more has occurred in the saga of the "craputer". As it turns out, we gave it to a friend to fix for us. About a week later, I was told that he left for a few days on a business trip. When he returned he was greeted by a house with a broken sewage pipe that resulted in his house drowning in human excrement. I was also told that the computer… drowned in poo. Well about three or four more months passed (I think, I don't know how long it has been since I last posted) when I was told that it was never on the floor and didn't get destroyed. SO, now it should be in the hands of another friend who will hopefully fix the damned thing. Anyway, I shall start right away on more of "The Masked Duelist"!
"The Clash of the Masked Duelist"
By: Von Stupor
Von Stupor and Majora each used the mask's power to create flyswatters and charged each other.
Majora went for a downward backhand, but Von Stupor blocked and tried an overhead strike. Majora swatted Von Stupor's swatter to the side and gave a left hook to his gut, followed by a chop to his throat.
Yami and friends felt an ominous sensation fly throughout their minds.
"What happened???" Téa asked in fear.
"They're… they'redoing battle!" Yami said in shock. He knew what had just happened, but thought it best not to tell anyone.
Von Stupor squatted down, hacking.
"Remember, Von Stupor," commented Majora. "This time we're not in a dream. You're in my world, and now you're my bitch."
"II am no man's whore!" Von Stupor cried, launching a mask-created mouse ball at Majora, hitting him square in the nose.
Blood burst from Majora's nose as Von Stupor got back up. While Majora was clutching his nose, Von Stupor went into a frenzy of flyswatter combos, striking his face from all directions. His assault ended with a quick shoulder ram, sending Majora backward.
Majora looked at Von Stupor, his face like a beet. Von Stupor charged at Majora, but stopped as Majora made a backhanded counterstrike. His blow missed horribly, throwing him off-guard. Von Stupor seized this and rushed in with an upward backhanded swing. Majora instead caught Von Stupor's wrist and twisted it around, forcing him to bend over. Majora kicked him in his ribcage a few times. Von Stupor then reached around his back and with his free hand, shot a magical blast from his palm, hitting Majora in his chest. The force knocked Majora backward, landing on his rear.
"Who's winning?" asked Tristan.
"I don't know… they're still neck and neck," answered Yami.
"Von Stupor, why do you stand against me? I cannot be defeated,"boasted Majora.
"If I am not mistaken, you made that very statement before our duel, or something similar," he coolly replied.
Majora angrily shot a blast of dark magical energy at Von Stupor. It nearly hit him had he not danced out of the way.
"Hmmm… You appear to be utilizing the mask more than I originally thought. You are increasing your physical traits, such as agility with it," observed Majora. "Let us see how you perform without it…"
"What?!" cried Von Stupor.
"Yes… I am the one who can remove the curse that binds that mask to your face as I am the one who set it in the first place. Therefore, I shall use my power to extract my mask and its power from your very being!!!"
Von Stupor clutched his head and cried in agony as he felt a sharp force pulling at his face.
Purple smoke emitted from under the mask as it peeled off his face. It fell to the ground and before Von Stupor could react, Majora shot a magical blast at it, knocking it away.
Majora then rushed at Von Stupor and smacked him across the face with the flyswatter and with the other hand, tightly grabbed him by the throat.
Von Stupor gasped for air and Majora tossed away the flyswatter, which faded away into nothing. Majora then proceeded to batter Von Stupor's face with his free hand.
After a few good hits, Majora felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He looked down to see that the barely conscious Von Stupor had stabbed him with a mechanical pencil he had inconspicuously pulled from his jacket pocket.
To win this battle, I will need that mask, he thought to himself as he shook off his haziness.
"Do you honestly believe that a mere flesh wound can stop me?" Majora asked, healing himself through the power of his mask.
"My primary goal was not to harm you… but to distract you!"
Majora narrowed his eyebrows and Von Stupor hurled a couple coins at majora's face, one hitting him in the forehead, followed by another that struck his eyeball.
As Majora cupped his eye in pain, Von Stupor charged at him. Von Stupor lunged into a flying tackle, knocking both duelists down. They both flopped and rolled ever closer to the edge of the blimp. They got up and in unison, interlocked their hands into a grapple.
They struggled against each other, neither one being forced down.
"I defeated you once… I defeated you twice… I will defeat you thrice!" Von Stupor encouraged himself.
Von Stupor then began to lose his strength; his endurance had run out. Majora forced him down and ignited his hands in purple flames, burning Von Stupor's hands. Von Stupor struggled to let go, but Majora held firm.
Von Stupor cried out in pain once more, and another evil sensation flew through the minds of Yami and company.
"No!" Yami shouted.
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Joey.
"Something horrible has happened!" said Téa.
"I cannot stand idly any longer!" Yami said holding up his Millennium Puzzle. "This is not a legal Shadow Game any more, therefore by the power in my puzzle, I shall intervene!"
His puzzle glowed vibrantly and allowed him access to the depths of the black fog. He had entered the Shadow Realm.
The first thing he saw was Majora over Von Stupor, cooking his hands with his dark magic, cackling.
"Now, Baron Von Stupor, I shall—" he started.
"Majora!!" Yami shouted at him, cutting him off.
Majora dropped Von Stupor and looked towards Yami, smiling evilly. Von Stupor fell to the ground and began to rock in pain, staring at his horribly burnt hands.
"You have lost this game, Majora! Accept your punishment now!" ordered Yami.
"Pharaoh…" Majora said, very coolly.
"This game is unofficial, Majora! It is merely a childish attempt to weasel out of your fate!"
"No!!! I have worked too hard to return to that mask or be left in the shadows! I shall not let that happen!!!"
"It is too late."
"Do you know what it is like, spending over one thousand years in confinement, unable to do anything?!"
"Actually, I do."
"You what— actually, it does not matter, Pharaoh. I shall not accept this loss."
"Majora, either you shall accept your fate or I shall force you to!"
"Actually, how about we settle this with a little game?"
"No more games, Majora! Your reign over Von Stupor's life ends now!!!"
Yami shot a beam of light from the eye on his puzzle, directed at Majora. Majora retaliated with his own dark beam, generated by the mask's power within his spirit. The beams met with a flash and wrestled with each other. Yami and Majora faced off, neither gaining an advantage.
"Little do you know, Pharaoh, my power has greatly increased over all this time, enough to rival a Milennium item!" Majora informed him.
"No mater how powerful an evil is, it shall never overpower the strength of the friendship between my friends and I!"
However, Yami slowly began to become overwhelmed. His beam began to shorten as Majora's came ever closer to him. Just before it hit Yami, another beam was launched from nowhere, working against Majora's.
"What is this?!" he cried out in shock.
Majora peered behind Yami to see Von Stupor, wearing the mask again and helping Yami.
"No! He… he has healed himself through the mask!"
"Yes," Von Stupor admitted. "…And as you have said before, Majora, you came from me, so you possess half of the mask's power, as do I! Once our halves clash, they are canceled out, leaving Yami's power to finish you off!"
"No! No!!! How is this possible?!" Majora cried as Von Stupor and Yami's combined strength crushed Majora's, hitting him square in his head.
There was an immense explosion and Majora was sent hurling over the edge. The shock to his head shorted his power and thusly, he was unable to recover.
Majora screamed the entire way down, and once he hit the boundary, he was sucked into the true Shadow Realm, defeated. Almost instantaneously the fog cleared away, revealing a dark night sky.
The only light around came from either the moon or the stairwell leading into the recesses of the blimp.
Yugi's friends ran up to the top and began running toward Von Stupor. Sailor Mercury poked her head out curiously.
"Majora has been vanquished," stated Yami.
"Yes," Von Stupor agreed. "and I cannot thank you enough for saving my life."
"You're more than welcome, Von Stupor."
"All of my mental energy was spent using the mask. All of my physical energy was spent fighting Majora. Therefore, I am very, very tired now. Behold, I sleep!"
Von Stupor then quickly passed out.