My second chapter, w00t!
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A Rediscovered Soul
Chapter 2: The beginning
A young boy walks down a long, dark corridor with solid rock walls, each with a strange pattern running along one point, the same on all sides. The walls seem to resonate, making a strange noise, like words spoken in some unearthly tongue. This boy has flowing blue hair, and a smart white suit with a gold collar and buttons. His trousers are coloured the same way, as are his shoes. He has soft features, and beautiful blue eyes. The walls whisper…
"Hakuoh…" is what they say. Eventually the boy breaks out into a sprint, his legs propelling him along the corridor at speed. The walls twist and become deformed, becoming claw-like, reaching out to grab him. He trips on a crack in the floor. He screams,
"NO!" as the claws take him…
"Ah!" he screamed, sitting bolt upright in a grand bed. Sweat droplets ran down the boy's face, falling and making tiny dark patches where they landed on the quilt. His waist-length blue hair was messed about. He wore a vest and casual trousers, his variation on 'bed-clothes'. He eventually falls back onto his pillow, realising it was all a horrid nightmare. His features are soft, easy to look at. He is the same boy as the one in the dream, just grown up. The boy in the dream was him when he was ten years old. Now he is seventeen.
This nightmare was not uncommon. It haunted him every night that he went to sleep, ever since that day. It had been the cause of many a sleepless night for him.
He lay in bed, eyes open, listening to the music of the Temple at night. The sound of the trees rustling about outside, the creak of a door occasionally blowing open, and then… a… groan? Hakuoh's eyes narrowed.
Huh? That sounded almost human!
He was about to leap out of bed to check, but then, he decided to let it slide. It was probably just a door swinging loudly.
A couple of hours later, Hakuoh opened his eyes, to see that sunlight was streaming in through the window. It lit up the whole room, not to mention it nearly blinded Hakuoh. He had to look away for a minute or so before his eyes adjusted. Throwing the covers off, he changed into his suit. Yes, the same one as in the dream. His hair had gone back to its normal state of tidiness.
As he opened the door, something happened. He stopped in the doorway, eyes wide, mouth trembling. He fell to his knees, panting hard. There was a bright flash, and then he stood up. Something had changed about him. His features had become hard, and angular. His eyes were no longer the blue gems they used to be. Now they were just ice blue, piercing. He seemed slightly taller. But it wasn't just his appearance that changed, oh no. His air seemed different. It seemed a lot harsher than normal. Almost… evil.
This was also not uncommon. Every morning, he would change into this. This was how people saw him nowadays. It had been this way ever since that day.
He walked down the corridors of the Temple, hard shoes making thumps against the stone floors. Odd runes lined the walls, in red, as opposed to the rest of the hall, which was grey and drab.
Hmm… I think I'll practice.
The boy walked down to his private duelling chamber.
Inside, not much was different, except the furniture. It was the same stone walls, roof and floor. However, there were pillars in the corners, and a table in the middle, all made of stone, except the top. That was very high-tech. It was grey, with lights around the outside. Then there was a white line projected by lights from underneath the surface. Then another, exactly the same. On the far right of the first, and above, there was a glowing red rectangle, and a dark purple one next to it. Behind it, between the lines, were five blue boxes. It was blank behind the lines and in front. It was the same on both sides.
Hakuoh reached for something on his left hip. It was a metal box. It opened out from the top to reveal a deck. Taking it, he shuffled it and placed it on the rectangle that indicated where the deck goes. Then, he took the first five cards from his deck and lay them face down in the five blue spaces.
"Hologram up." He said, in a harsh voice, with a strange accent, a cross between English and American, but very posh.
Nothing happened.
"Hologram up!" he said more forcefully.
Nothing happened. Instead, a platform rose at the other end of the table, smoke from the mechanics shrouding it. After the mist cleared, there was another figure standing there. He was dressed in black. A black jacket, a black cape, black trousers and black shoes. He also had incredibly spiky hair that stuck out in front. His face looked almost mad.
"You're not my hologram…" Hakuoh said. Just then. He realised who he was talking to, and his eyes narrowed. "Ah, so you're Kyoshiro Kokujo. I've heard lots about you." Kokujo laughed.
"Yes, that would be me." He said, dark eyes matching a smirk on his face. Quick as a flash, Kokujo had deployed his shields and then, he shouted out, "Ikuzo!" Hakuoh was quite taken aback by this.
"So it's a duel you want, eh? Fine. I'll crush you like all the other weaklings. Koi." now, in front of both the duellists were five blue boxes of light. They both drew five cards from their decks. Hakuoh was going first.
This, however, would be no ordinary duel. This was Kaijudo. This wasn't just a silly game, this was real and dangerous.
A few turns later, Hakuoh had the upper hand. He had his favourite formation on the field. 'The White Terror'. Kokujo, however, only had a Bloody Squito and a Writhing Bone Ghoul. It was Kokujo's turn. Playing a card as mana, he tapped all his mana and then summoned a creature.
"I summon Trox, General of Destruction!" he shouted. A monster appeared behind him. It was orange, and had something like a mask on its face, and a very, very big axe. This monster was huge.
"Pathetic." Said Hakuoh, as he drew. A smile crept across his face. "Urth, Purifying Elemental, evolve into Alcadeias, Lord of Spirits!" he shouted, placing a card on top of Urth. There was a humongous flash, and then, behind Hakuoh was an amazing monster. It was Alcadeias, Lord of Spirits. It had yellow armour, with a blue trim, and looked like a machine. Its hands held two bright blue orbs. It towered behind Hakuoh. Turning the card sideways, he shouted out, "Alcadeias, IKE!" Alcadeias began to glow, before launching the orbs at light speed towards Kokujo.
"Feh. Bloody Squito, block the attack." Kokujo said with no worry. The deformed mosquito was instantly crushed by the attack.
Kokujo's turn. He drew. "You're finished, sempai." Placing a card on top of Trox, he said, "I evolve Trox into Ballom, Master of Death! He destroys all non-darkness creatures!" Hakuoh's monsters went to the graveyard. He didn't even flinch. "Now, Ballom, Ike! And Writhing Bone Ghoul!" three of Hakuoh's shields began to buzz, and then broke, sending three cards up into the air. Hakuoh caught them.
Hakuoh's turn. He drew a card. Playing a mana down, he held up a card. "I cast Glory Snow!" said Hakuoh. Two cards from the top of his deck flew into his mana zone. "Now I summon two Sarius, Vizier of Suppressions, and Re Bil, Seeker of Archery!" he shouted out, playing the three cards down.
That should buy me some time.
Kokujo's turn. He drew, and played that card into his mana zone.
"Ballom, Ike!" he cried. Hakuoh tapped one Sarius. It went to the graveyard. Hakuoh had two shields left, Kokujo had three.
Hakuoh's turn. He drew. Playing a card as mana, he summoned a creature.
"I summon Syrius, Firmament Elemental. Re Bil, Ike." Two of Kokujo's shields flew into the air.
Kokujo's turn. He drew a card, and played it as mana. Ballom, Master of Death, Ike! Ready to lose your monster, fool?" Kokujo taunted, tapping Ballom to show it was attacking.
"No. Syrius, block the attack." There was a flash, and then Ballom flew into Kokujo's graveyard.
"What? But they had the same power!" shouted Kokujo, amazed.
"You should know, Kyoshiro, that Re Bil powers up all Light creatures by two thousand power, giving my Syrius fourteen thousand. That's more than enough to block your attack." Kokujo was thunderstruck. He had lost.
Hakuoh drew a card.
"Re Bil, Ike." Kokujo's last shield flew into the air. "Syrius, todomeda!" he shouted. The monster put its hands in the air, and began to charge. A ball of light appeared, and he fired it straight at Kokujo. It hit him full on. He was lifted up into the air, the power cutting him all over. He screamed in pain, and then, with a blinding flash, was gone.
Hakuoh panted.
"That was pretty hard…" he gasped. Then he heard a voice in his head.
Hakuoh… Thankyou… hah… HAHAHAH! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE UNLEASHED, YOU FOOL!?
it shrieked into his mind.
He then felt as if he were being torn apart from the inside, as if every fibre of his human body was being stripped from his skeleton. His mind burnt like it was being burned on a stake He fell to his knees, and then fainted.
A couple of hours later, he woke up. There was a screaming noise in the room piercing straight down to his soul, and light shining everywhere. Looking up, his eyes widened in shock. What he saw now would change his life forever…
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I re-did it, just the ending. It all seemed a bit rushed.
Hope you like it! Please R&R!