Yu-Gi-Oh Special Event! Part III

Rose D.: Please enjoy Part III!

Oh! And, Special Note: If you want to see some of my YuGO fan art, go to:

www/dot/tamerofthewildrose/dot/deviantart/dot/com. (Sorry about the /dot/s; FanF won't let me upload if I don't write it this way.

Anyway, hope you like what you see there!

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Yu-Gi-Oh!

The Games of Light & Shadow

part iii

Yugi blinked, seeming distracted somehow; he looked off to the side. I watched him as I drew another card; I smiled when I saw the card was one of my duo set of Red-Eyes Black Dragons. I looked at Yugi again; his gaze was upon the ground before it shifted to me.

"Uh Brittany," he said, "I hate to interrupt our Duel, but — I'm worried about Yami. I feel . . . I feel strange," he rubbed his shoulder, "Something's wrong; I don't know how to explain it—"

I shook my head. "Oh, um, that's fine. If something's wrong we should go check it out." I grunted, "folding" my Hand and putting it into my Deck holder, "If you were losing I'd say you were just making an excuse, but, since you're not . . ."

I jerked my arm and my Duel Disk swung back into Standby mode. Yugi quickly did the same, and then looked around for the best way out of the park.

"Do you mind if I come with you?" I asked, "When I said 'we' I didn't mean to invite myself."

Yugi Mutoh looked at me. "Yes, you can come with me. Just hurry!" And he started away; I jumped after him.

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Solomon Mutoh hurried up the steps of Kaiba Tower, wondering vaguely why there were people standing on the sidewalk out front.

'When Kaiba called he sounded so urgent. What could've happened?' wondered Solomon, 'And if it was all that bad, why didn't he have me meet the Pharaoh at the hospital? But then again, Kaiba has a pretty fancy establishment, maybe he has his own medical equipment.' Solomon entered and passed into the lobby; there he stopped short.

Yami was lying in the middle of the floor, unmoving; his cuts hadn't been cleaned, so dried crimson marred his hands and face.

"Pharaoh!" Solomon sounded, running forward. He got down and tried to pick Yugi's counterpart up.

"Shimon," Yami muttered, opening his eyes, "Solomon, run . . . You must run!"

A metal wall came from the ceiling and slide down in front of the entranceway, hitting the floor with a resounding boom.

"Too late!" echoed an obnoxious voice, and out walked Kaiba.

"Kaiba!" Grandpa Mutoh yelled, "What are you doing? Pharaoh Yami is injured! We need to get him to the hospital!"

Kaiba laughed and his face bulged and distorted, reforming into the horrible bloated visage of Abiak; his ballooned figure stepped forward.

Solomon was speechless.

"You don't know me," began Abiak, "But soon you will. First things first however, I want you to know you are now my bait to trap Yugi Mutoh. It just so happens I want vengeance on him too."

"What madness?" cried Solomon; he was gripping Yami's far shoulder with one hand, cradling the Pharaoh's head against his arm. Yami looked up at the menace, eyes pained.

"I don't understand!" Yami called, "What are you planning!"

Abiak smirked. "Oh I could tell you, but why be like all the other villains and give away my plot? You'll find out soon enough, trust me."

Yami moved to sit up; Solomon helped him.

"Oh!" Abiak squeaked, blinking girlishly, "But I just can't resist giving you a hint! I plan on challenging your little Yugi to a Duel — in the Shadow Realm."

Yami's eyes shot wide. "But you have no power over the Shadow Realm! You can't summon it, or control it!"

Kaiba's dark side leered. "Not yet I don't, but you're going to help me with that."

Pharaoh Yami suddenly felt quite helpless; he didn't like the look in Abiak's eyes.

"Little Yugi won't refuse to play, I'm sure. Not unless he has no consideration for losing the only family he has left." He pointed to Solomon.

"Now see here!" spat Grandpa Mutoh, rising to his feet.

"Anyway," continued Abiak, "He's not the only one I plan on inviting. No in fact – that girl you also had me give a Duel Disk to, I think it'd be fun to have her play as well."

'Brittany,' Yami realized, looking up, "I only just met that girl today, so she knows nothing, and has nothing to do with this Abiak!" he growled, "You leave her out of this!"

"Ah, but that makes it all the more fun." Abiak 's tongue came out of his mouth and wiggled about for a moment, "Now to find the proper incentive to ensure she agrees to play."

Solomon couldn't stand by, and live with it. He was tensing himself to tackle Abiak; Yami noticed this. The old man lunged forward.

"Solomon wait!" cried the Pharaoh. Abiak's eyes bulged as Solomon came flying at him, but the crystal's power shot forth, overwhelming the elder man immediately.

Abiak regained his composure as the black energy held Yugi's Grandpa in the middle of his jump.

"Don't try it old one, you might get yourself killed." Abiak turned away, and exited the room. The evil energy faded from Solomon, and he collapsed to his knees.

Yami crawled forward to him. "Are you all right Shi — Solomon?" he asked.

Solomon nodded; he looked at the Pharaoh. "We must do something! We can't stay here and allow ourselves to be used to hurt Yugi! Or the girl he was speaking of!"

Yami shut his eyes and bowed his head; his teeth were clenched. "I know."

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Yugi and I were surprised to find people and police cars outside Kaiba Tower. There were CSI's looking over the blood and broken glass on the pavement, while other police were pounding against the metal wall just beyond the front doors.

"What's going on?" I exclaimed.

"I don't know, but it looks bad." Yugi jumped forward and address one of the boys-in-blue. "Excuse me officer, can you tell me what happened here?"

I came up beside Yugi, but the policeman looked busy. "Please," he said, "Stay behind the yellow line. We believe there's a hostage situation going on and we don't want bystanders getting hurt." He tried to push us toward the Police Line.

"But I have a friend who was in there! I want to know if he's all right!" Yugi exclaimed.

The policeman stopped. "A friend?" he asked.

"Yes." Yugi replied.

The officer looked around. "Where's the girl who made the initial phone call?" he declared of anyone who was listening.

Yugi and I began to look around to see if anyone was stepping forward.

"This is her," said another officer, bringing up a girl who was about in her twenties.

"I made the phone call." she informed.

"Please describe the first hostage, we need some confirmation for this boy." he implored. She looked at Yugi and me.

"Well, he had on a dark blue jacket and pants. He also had hair – just like him!" she pointed at Yugi's locks.

Yugi was flabbergasted. "You mean Yami's a hostage! Who? What? Who has him hostage!"

"As of this moment we are unable to identify him, but he is described as corpulent, with a receding hairline. About 5 ft. 7 in."

'Who on Earth?' wondered Yugi.

Suddenly, a sharp electronic whine sounded forth, as though out-of-faze speakers had just been plugged in. The sound got sharper and I clapped my hands over my ears.

"Ah! Quit it!" I shouted. The ear-splitting noise was doing a number on my enhanced-hearing. "Stop! STOP!" I cried.

The discord ceased abruptly. "Attention!" rang a voice, "I have no quarrel with the police; however, I demand that Yugi Mutoh be granted entrance to the Tower! And not just him, that Brittany McKinley girl who came with him as well!"

"What?" Yugi and I looked at each other.

The police chief grabbed a megaphone. "Not a chance!" he shouted, "And allow you more hostages!"

"I don't want hostages! I have a score to settle and the only way to do that is by Dueling!"

"Score to settle?" I asked, "I don't even know this guy!"

Yugi stopped. "Waitaminute! I think I recognize that voice, but – I can't place the face!"

The officer near us turned to Yugi. "You recognize the voice?" he quizzed.

"Yes," Yugi replied, "But I can't think of who it is!" He pressed his finger tips to his head, "I know it! I know it!"

My gaze darted around, looking for anyone who could possibly help. 'Oh God,' I prayed, 'Help us! I don't know what's going on, but it doesn't sound good. We need Your help! Oh! Yami's caught by some wacko and now this wacko wants to Duel, not just Yugi but me too! Just help us, please!' I looked to Yugi.

"What are you waiting for!" screamed the voice through the speakers, "Either they come in or your so-called hostages die now!"

I swallowed; Yugi darted passed several policemen to get to the police chief. "I'm willing to go in!" he cried, "I can't let my friend get hurt, plus anyone else this guy's got in there!"

I came up behind Yugi.

"Are you the Yugi Mutoh he was demanding to see? And are you that Brittany girl?" quizzed the chief, eyeing us both.

"Yes." we said, though at different tempos.

"You have one minute!" the raucous voice blared, the mega-speakers vibrating with the force of his words.

"I'm going in!" Yugi barked. I felt my heart sink, and darted after him as he ran.

"Wait!" came a few shouts.

As we went up the front-steps the metal wall began to roll upward. The same riot police that had been trying to break down the wall, started running forward again. "Move, move move!" the leader shouted; we looked back at them.

At that, the wall began to descend again!

"Oh no!" cried Yugi, and without even thinking, dropped to his hands & knees and scuttled under. I hesitated. 'I shouldn't!' I yelled to myself, 'Mom 'n dad would so kill me if I got killed! Or even hurt for that matter! This isn't my fight anyway! Is it?'

"Brittany!" came Yugi's voice, sounding frighteningly alone.

"Hohgh!" I lamented and dropped, rolling under the descending door. The helmeted riot police were too late, and slammed into the metal wall with their guns. The leader snarled. "He's got 'em."

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I picked myself up, and Yugi sighed. "I'm sorry," he said, smiling sadly, "I didn't mean to get you involved."

I swallowed and nodded, but said nothing.

"Hello you two," came the same annoying voice over an intercom system, "Glad to see you could make it."

There came two soft beeps and an elevator opened up a ways ahead of us.

"Just step into the elevator, and I'll see you on the top floor."

"Wait a minute!" I told Yugi, "It could be a trap! We don't know what this guy wants! For all we know we could get in there and then half way up the cable could snap. And then we'd be dead at the bottom of the shaft!"

The voice came back over the intercom speakers; it sounded petulant. "I already told you! I have a score to settle, and I'll only do that by way of Dueling!"

This score to settle worried me.

"Now come!" he said. I gritted my teeth, as did Yugi. We went forward.

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Rose D.: That freak! Forcing us to walk right into his clutches! I can't stand that!

Britannica: Yeah, yeah. Post Part 4 already!