The Story
Rated for some violence, several mentionings of murder, and actiony scenes
Me: Look! It's me! I'm here! I have written over fifty reviews for many different stories, and now I am finally writing a sotry. Isn't it amazing?!
Toli: Just move on.
Me: Okay. My name is Mena and this is my sister Toli. We're the co-writers of this story.
Toli: That's right. I write the scary parts, and she writes the boring...I mean, unscary parts!
Me: Snacks cost the reading of one chapter! And I just want everybody to know, this isn't the first chapter, it's the prologue. So it's supposed to explain a little and DON'T BLAME ME IF IT DRAGS ON OKAY BECAUSE SHE WROTE IT!
Toli: By the way, we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters except the villain. Now start reading!!!
Prologue
The activity of the city dwindled quite rapidly after the sun went down. Not many people stayed up late to wander the streets. They would go home to their families, or pets, or roomates, or house, and turn in.
An entire street, which was crammed full during the day, was empty except except for one lone figure. The figure was somewhat short, and wrapped up in a black coat and hood. Thin strands of jet-black hair hung out from underneath the hood. A bulging black duffel bag swung at her side.
The figure paused when it came across an arcade, looked down at a photo in her hand, and went on. She paused again when she approached the high school, looked at the photo again, and continued. Then she paused one last time when she approached a two-story house with a game shop built onto the front.
The wind, unhindered by any other bodies, blew back the hood. The girl stared up at the house with dark eyes and smiled. "This is it," she said, to imprint it on her memory. "Right here." She let go of the photo and it blew away.
"It took me two years, but I made it," the girl said. "The last of my kind. All I can do now is fulfill my mission and wait for the end. I have one person left before I'm finished."
She smiled larger at she looked at the house, its innocent residents most certainly unaware of the danger about to come. The last person lived in a considerably poorer neighborhood. This was a change of pace. Not like it really mattered, it was just an observation.
"I hope you realize that you're my last mission," she said to the house, speaking to her victim within. "Which means I'm going to try everything that ever worked until we're finished. Please have a nice sleep tonight, for it will be your last."
With those words said, she turned and continued down the street, a confident smile on her face, certain nothing would stop her. Soon she was gone.
The photo she had released to the wind had caught on a bush in the front yard of the house she had been standing in front of. It was a school photo of Yugi Moto.
Written on were three simple words: Next to die.
The photo somehow escaped the bush's branches and blew on down the street along with plenty of litter.
END PROLOGUE
Me: Well????? Does it sound interesting?
Toli: It better! I wrote that!
Me: Please be so kind and review nicely. If you don't like this then don't flame because all flames will be ignored.
Toli: Okay, we'll see you in Chapter #1!
Rated for some violence, several mentionings of murder, and actiony scenes
Me: Look! It's me! I'm here! I have written over fifty reviews for many different stories, and now I am finally writing a sotry. Isn't it amazing?!
Toli: Just move on.
Me: Okay. My name is Mena and this is my sister Toli. We're the co-writers of this story.
Toli: That's right. I write the scary parts, and she writes the boring...I mean, unscary parts!
Me: Snacks cost the reading of one chapter! And I just want everybody to know, this isn't the first chapter, it's the prologue. So it's supposed to explain a little and DON'T BLAME ME IF IT DRAGS ON OKAY BECAUSE SHE WROTE IT!
Toli: By the way, we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters except the villain. Now start reading!!!
Prologue
The activity of the city dwindled quite rapidly after the sun went down. Not many people stayed up late to wander the streets. They would go home to their families, or pets, or roomates, or house, and turn in.
An entire street, which was crammed full during the day, was empty except except for one lone figure. The figure was somewhat short, and wrapped up in a black coat and hood. Thin strands of jet-black hair hung out from underneath the hood. A bulging black duffel bag swung at her side.
The figure paused when it came across an arcade, looked down at a photo in her hand, and went on. She paused again when she approached the high school, looked at the photo again, and continued. Then she paused one last time when she approached a two-story house with a game shop built onto the front.
The wind, unhindered by any other bodies, blew back the hood. The girl stared up at the house with dark eyes and smiled. "This is it," she said, to imprint it on her memory. "Right here." She let go of the photo and it blew away.
"It took me two years, but I made it," the girl said. "The last of my kind. All I can do now is fulfill my mission and wait for the end. I have one person left before I'm finished."
She smiled larger at she looked at the house, its innocent residents most certainly unaware of the danger about to come. The last person lived in a considerably poorer neighborhood. This was a change of pace. Not like it really mattered, it was just an observation.
"I hope you realize that you're my last mission," she said to the house, speaking to her victim within. "Which means I'm going to try everything that ever worked until we're finished. Please have a nice sleep tonight, for it will be your last."
With those words said, she turned and continued down the street, a confident smile on her face, certain nothing would stop her. Soon she was gone.
The photo she had released to the wind had caught on a bush in the front yard of the house she had been standing in front of. It was a school photo of Yugi Moto.
Written on were three simple words: Next to die.
The photo somehow escaped the bush's branches and blew on down the street along with plenty of litter.
END PROLOGUE
Me: Well????? Does it sound interesting?
Toli: It better! I wrote that!
Me: Please be so kind and review nicely. If you don't like this then don't flame because all flames will be ignored.
Toli: Okay, we'll see you in Chapter #1!
