Meanwhile on the north western edge of the town, Yugi's duel was finishing.
"DARK MAGIC ATTACK!" Yugi's voice cried out and the creature before him, the Dark Magician who was holding a green book with glowing runes written on its pages in its right hand, trust it's left hand out and a wave of energy launched at the black clad figure opposite him.
Yugi: 1550
Ajora: 0000
"You've lost Ajora. Just like the Ghouls did five years ago. Now hand over your rare card." Yugi said as he stepped up to the defeated Ghoul.
"Fine, Here it is, no doubt you're familiar with it. I hope you're happy Yugi, Malik was cruel but the new leader of the Ghouls is worse... You haven't heard the last of us." Ajora dropped the card and took off into the town vanishing quickly into an alley.
Yugi knelt down and picked up the card the Ghoul had dropped, indeed he was familiar with it.
The terrifying visage of The Saint Dragon Osiris stared back at him from the cards face.
"If he had Osiris in his deck, why didn't he use it?" Yugi asked himself aloud. Sliding the card into his shirt pocket he turned and headed towards the center of the Island where Joey had agreed to meet him.
"This is turning out to be a very strange Tournament." Yugi mumbled as he walked.
Mythos Castle, Islands interior.
"Yeah thanks for the ride sir!" Ryu called as he leapt off of the tram and began to run to the castle.
"No problem boy, be careful though rumor has it that a vicious Eliminator keeps this area." The tram operator replied and drove off, anxious to make his next stop and get away from the ominous castle.
Ryu approached the foreboding castle, a bank of black clouds hung over it with the occasional lighting bolt flashing within them.
'Funny, I didn't see any of these clouds roll in.' Ryu thought as he walked through the small patch of forest leading up to the castles entrance. To his right out of the corner of his eye Ryu caught a glimpse of something in the trees, as he approached it he understood what it was.
The tall flat gray object stood nearly forty feet tall and had active holographic panels on the top, aimed at the sky over the castle. Finally he understood the storm was a hologram, adding to the ambience of the "Spooky Castle".
"That is so cool!" Ryu exclaimed and resumed his course to the castle, oblivious to the figure shadowing him in the trees.
Rest zone three eastern coast of Duelist haven.
"Well, we're halfway there." Sammantha said happily, the setting sun playing on her face accentuating her looks and making her crystal blue eyes sparkle in the soft golden light.
"Let's stop and have something to eat, you buy mister 'I've got a Blue Eyes'." Sammantha said playfully as she and Robert approached the small food stand. The smell of cooking meat and spices was in the air. The sound of a radio was heard along with the sizzle of a grill.
Robert had to admit he was hungry and the smell of the cooking food was making his stomach growl ferociously.
"No problem honey." Robert walked up to the window and began placing an order for two bacon double cheese burgers an extra sized order of fries and two large Pepsi's.
Sammantha meanwhile was sitting at a table looking out over the ocean smiling happily as she listened to the waves crashing below, the smell of the sea mixing with the smell of the cooking food reminded her of the Bar-B- Q's at the beach she used to go on with her family when she was a little girl.
She was so lost in though that she didn't notice the tall man standing next to her until her spoke.
"You're Sammantha Dawson are you not?" He said, his voice a deep rumble sounding almost like a cement truck.
She turned to look the new arrival in the face but the setting sun was still high enough to cause problems, all she could make out was a massive imposing figure wearing a Duel Disk.
"Yes I am, Can I help you sir?" She asked, attempting to shield her eyes enough to make out the mans face.
"You eliminated my brother in the World Tournament. He snapped after that, he's NEVER been beaten. And losing to a female made it even worse." The man said, his voice rising in anger.
"Now I'll show you a Woman's place is NOT in a Duel! You're mine Sammantha Dawson, I'll be the one to take you out of this Tournament and reclaim my brothers honor!" The imposing figure was shouting now he whipped his left arm around in a wide ark.
Robert had come running over as soon as the mans voice had hit a fever pitch, he saw the man swing his left arm towards Sammantha and launched himself at the huge figure tackling him to the ground.
Robert and the stranger tumbled about on the ground and quickly got to their feet and traded punches, sadly even though Robert was a trained fighter and stronger than he looked, the large man had the upper hand in reach, weight, strength and, fighting skill. All it took was one hard hit to the side of Roberts head and he was out cold. A bruise was already beginning to form on his cheek, a small trickle of blood coming from the split lip he'd gotten from one of the larger mans punches.
Sammantha had seen the entire tussle and as soon as Robert had been hit her anger flared. The wind coming in off of the ocean swirled around her as if responding do her rage. Her long black hair whipped around behind her like a living thing.
"Now where were we?" The man turned and looked at Sammantha, he quickly took a step back in shock, gone were the soft gentle features she'd had moments before now her face was stern and twisted in anger her eyes showed a hatred the likes of which he'd never encountered before.
"I'm going to make you regret what you've done to him. He was trying to protect me." Sammantha's voice was cold as ice. Every word she spoke sent a shiver down the mans spine.
"I'm no match for you in a fight. But I'd be more than happy to take you apart in a Duel. Winner take all. Your deck and star points against my deck and star points. The loser never so much as touches a Duel Monsters card again." Sammantha spoke each word slowly, filling them with as much venom as she could. The wind still hadn't stopped swirling about her but it didn't seem to be affecting her hair which was now standing up slightly. Her face had taken on a dark look. A dangerous look.
"I accept your terms little Girl. My name is Brad Balken. And it's the last name you'll ever hear." Brad said, mustering as much false bravado as he could.
'She's not the same. Everything about her is different. It's almost like she's possessed.' He thought to himself as both Duelists locked their Duel Disks into the ready position and launched the projector gliders.
The sky turning into a swirling mass of darkness, Brad chalked it up to the Sun setting, but it was so dark. He couldn't even see the food stand he couldn't... everything was gone except Sammantha and Robert prone form laying on the right side of the Dueling area.
Brads eyes widened, he couldn't hear or even smell the ocean. Even if he couldn't see the ocean in this god forsaken darkness he should be able to smell it or even hear it's waves beating against the cliffs below them. But even the lack of the smell... the scent had filled his nostrils since he got to the island, he felt as though he were being isolated from the world.
Like he was being encapsulated in living darkness.
"What's the matter Brad? don't like the change of venue?" Sammantha spoke, her voice was even different now, it had a sinister edge to it that hadn't been there only moments before, back when there was light.
"I thought it best to have our match here, where the darkness out side matches what's in your soul." She was smiling, but it wasn't the kind smile she'd had on her face so many times before. It was a smile that would make even the most evil of person cower in fear.
"Welcome to Hell Brad. Population, YOU!" She drew her opening hand and set all of the cards she'd had. Five magic or trap cards and one defense mode Monster.
"DARK MAGIC ATTACK!" Yugi's voice cried out and the creature before him, the Dark Magician who was holding a green book with glowing runes written on its pages in its right hand, trust it's left hand out and a wave of energy launched at the black clad figure opposite him.
Yugi: 1550
Ajora: 0000
"You've lost Ajora. Just like the Ghouls did five years ago. Now hand over your rare card." Yugi said as he stepped up to the defeated Ghoul.
"Fine, Here it is, no doubt you're familiar with it. I hope you're happy Yugi, Malik was cruel but the new leader of the Ghouls is worse... You haven't heard the last of us." Ajora dropped the card and took off into the town vanishing quickly into an alley.
Yugi knelt down and picked up the card the Ghoul had dropped, indeed he was familiar with it.
The terrifying visage of The Saint Dragon Osiris stared back at him from the cards face.
"If he had Osiris in his deck, why didn't he use it?" Yugi asked himself aloud. Sliding the card into his shirt pocket he turned and headed towards the center of the Island where Joey had agreed to meet him.
"This is turning out to be a very strange Tournament." Yugi mumbled as he walked.
Mythos Castle, Islands interior.
"Yeah thanks for the ride sir!" Ryu called as he leapt off of the tram and began to run to the castle.
"No problem boy, be careful though rumor has it that a vicious Eliminator keeps this area." The tram operator replied and drove off, anxious to make his next stop and get away from the ominous castle.
Ryu approached the foreboding castle, a bank of black clouds hung over it with the occasional lighting bolt flashing within them.
'Funny, I didn't see any of these clouds roll in.' Ryu thought as he walked through the small patch of forest leading up to the castles entrance. To his right out of the corner of his eye Ryu caught a glimpse of something in the trees, as he approached it he understood what it was.
The tall flat gray object stood nearly forty feet tall and had active holographic panels on the top, aimed at the sky over the castle. Finally he understood the storm was a hologram, adding to the ambience of the "Spooky Castle".
"That is so cool!" Ryu exclaimed and resumed his course to the castle, oblivious to the figure shadowing him in the trees.
Rest zone three eastern coast of Duelist haven.
"Well, we're halfway there." Sammantha said happily, the setting sun playing on her face accentuating her looks and making her crystal blue eyes sparkle in the soft golden light.
"Let's stop and have something to eat, you buy mister 'I've got a Blue Eyes'." Sammantha said playfully as she and Robert approached the small food stand. The smell of cooking meat and spices was in the air. The sound of a radio was heard along with the sizzle of a grill.
Robert had to admit he was hungry and the smell of the cooking food was making his stomach growl ferociously.
"No problem honey." Robert walked up to the window and began placing an order for two bacon double cheese burgers an extra sized order of fries and two large Pepsi's.
Sammantha meanwhile was sitting at a table looking out over the ocean smiling happily as she listened to the waves crashing below, the smell of the sea mixing with the smell of the cooking food reminded her of the Bar-B- Q's at the beach she used to go on with her family when she was a little girl.
She was so lost in though that she didn't notice the tall man standing next to her until her spoke.
"You're Sammantha Dawson are you not?" He said, his voice a deep rumble sounding almost like a cement truck.
She turned to look the new arrival in the face but the setting sun was still high enough to cause problems, all she could make out was a massive imposing figure wearing a Duel Disk.
"Yes I am, Can I help you sir?" She asked, attempting to shield her eyes enough to make out the mans face.
"You eliminated my brother in the World Tournament. He snapped after that, he's NEVER been beaten. And losing to a female made it even worse." The man said, his voice rising in anger.
"Now I'll show you a Woman's place is NOT in a Duel! You're mine Sammantha Dawson, I'll be the one to take you out of this Tournament and reclaim my brothers honor!" The imposing figure was shouting now he whipped his left arm around in a wide ark.
Robert had come running over as soon as the mans voice had hit a fever pitch, he saw the man swing his left arm towards Sammantha and launched himself at the huge figure tackling him to the ground.
Robert and the stranger tumbled about on the ground and quickly got to their feet and traded punches, sadly even though Robert was a trained fighter and stronger than he looked, the large man had the upper hand in reach, weight, strength and, fighting skill. All it took was one hard hit to the side of Roberts head and he was out cold. A bruise was already beginning to form on his cheek, a small trickle of blood coming from the split lip he'd gotten from one of the larger mans punches.
Sammantha had seen the entire tussle and as soon as Robert had been hit her anger flared. The wind coming in off of the ocean swirled around her as if responding do her rage. Her long black hair whipped around behind her like a living thing.
"Now where were we?" The man turned and looked at Sammantha, he quickly took a step back in shock, gone were the soft gentle features she'd had moments before now her face was stern and twisted in anger her eyes showed a hatred the likes of which he'd never encountered before.
"I'm going to make you regret what you've done to him. He was trying to protect me." Sammantha's voice was cold as ice. Every word she spoke sent a shiver down the mans spine.
"I'm no match for you in a fight. But I'd be more than happy to take you apart in a Duel. Winner take all. Your deck and star points against my deck and star points. The loser never so much as touches a Duel Monsters card again." Sammantha spoke each word slowly, filling them with as much venom as she could. The wind still hadn't stopped swirling about her but it didn't seem to be affecting her hair which was now standing up slightly. Her face had taken on a dark look. A dangerous look.
"I accept your terms little Girl. My name is Brad Balken. And it's the last name you'll ever hear." Brad said, mustering as much false bravado as he could.
'She's not the same. Everything about her is different. It's almost like she's possessed.' He thought to himself as both Duelists locked their Duel Disks into the ready position and launched the projector gliders.
The sky turning into a swirling mass of darkness, Brad chalked it up to the Sun setting, but it was so dark. He couldn't even see the food stand he couldn't... everything was gone except Sammantha and Robert prone form laying on the right side of the Dueling area.
Brads eyes widened, he couldn't hear or even smell the ocean. Even if he couldn't see the ocean in this god forsaken darkness he should be able to smell it or even hear it's waves beating against the cliffs below them. But even the lack of the smell... the scent had filled his nostrils since he got to the island, he felt as though he were being isolated from the world.
Like he was being encapsulated in living darkness.
"What's the matter Brad? don't like the change of venue?" Sammantha spoke, her voice was even different now, it had a sinister edge to it that hadn't been there only moments before, back when there was light.
"I thought it best to have our match here, where the darkness out side matches what's in your soul." She was smiling, but it wasn't the kind smile she'd had on her face so many times before. It was a smile that would make even the most evil of person cower in fear.
"Welcome to Hell Brad. Population, YOU!" She drew her opening hand and set all of the cards she'd had. Five magic or trap cards and one defense mode Monster.