Darkness, It was the first thing Robert noticed as he opened his eyes. The
second thing was the massive pain coming from the left side of his face and
his lip. 'Feels like I got hit in the face with a train.' Robert thought as
his vision began to clear.
'How long was I out?' He thought, noticing the total darkness surrounding him. Turning his head slightly he saw a Duel taking place. It was between Sammantha and that mountain of a man he'd gone up against.
Climbing unsteadily to his feet he watched as Sammantha pounded away at her opponent with her direct damage cards. Her opponent getting more pale and weak looking with each successful combo that she pulled off. He looked like his very life were being drained away.
"You've only got three hundred Life Points left. after that last combo. It's your turn now Brad." Sammantha spat. Her wicked gaze leveled on Brads eyes which were starting to glass over.
Brad: 300
Sammantha: 3000
"It's not over until I show you just how weak you really are!" Came Brads retort. He drew his card and smiled weakly, his hands were shaking and his vision was blurred. 'What did she do to me? Why do I feel so weak?' he thought as he prepared to play his card.
"I'll summon Vorse Raider in attack mode and attack your life points directly." He called out and the axe wielding creature slashed down at Sammantha. She grunted slightly as the attack hit her but over all her demeanor did not change. She still had that evil grin on her face and the cold hatred in her crystal blue eyes.
Brad: 300
Sammantha: 1100
"And my turn is over you're not so tough after all. Maybe my brother was just pathetically weak when he lost to you." Brad commented as his turn ended.
Robert had been asleep through most of the match but what he had seen had shaken him to his core. His sweet innocent Sammantha was going after this man, Brad like a rabid wolf. She looked nothing like herself her soft beautiful face was twisted with cruelty and that smile...
'No! Something has to be effecting her, Sammantha has never been like this before not even on her worst day did she ever instill this level of dread in me.' Robert shook off the thought that something deep with Sammantha had awoken.
"I'll set one card and end my turn." Sammantha said as she slid a card into a magic or trap slot.
"That's the problem with your deck, no real power." Brad said groggily as he drew his card for the turn. "I'll set one card and then attack you with my Vorse Raider. Say goodbye to Duel Monsters you little fool." He was smiling weakly, he was positive he'd won. And then Sammantha activated her trap card.
"Nightmare Wheel! Your Vorse Raider can't attack and you'll take five hundred points of damage each turn. Say goodbye to Duel Monsters you pathetic waste." Sammantha spat as the Nightmare Wheel absorbed the Vorse Raider and sent it spinning.
Brad was stuck, the card he'd set was a Mirror Force and he had nothing in his hand. At the start of Sammanthas turn he was going to lose.
He placed his hand over his deck. The sign of forfeit in the game of Duel Monsters and conceded the match to Sammantha.
"Hmph, Pathetic. You'd rather give up than lose. Feeble child." She said as the Duel Disks shut down and the darkness began to withdraw. The last few rays of Sunlight began to wash over them and as soon as Sammantha was bathed in the remaining Sun light her features lightened, the hard look in her eyes vanished and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Robert was holding her in less than an instant, comforting her and speaking softly to her.
"When I saw you laying there...I, I just... I wanted him to hurt Robert, I... I wanted to make him suffer... " She was crying openly now, no longer trying to keep the tears back she buried her face in Robert chest and wept.
"It's alright Sam, it's okay. It's over now." Robert held onto her comfortingly, unsure of what else to do.
Brad meanwhile passed out from fatigue.
Location: Unknown
"Well, that was interesting to say the least." A tired voice said as it's owner removed his hands from the large stone object in front of him. It's form was that of an ancient sarcophagus with seven distinctive indentations on its surface. A faint glow could be seen in the eyes of the face carved into the massive object.
"Are you alright Mr. Spring?" A woman's voice inquired as she approached the man, his breath heavy with his recent exertion.
"A little tired Claire, projecting a dark form isn't exactly the easiest task in the world." Mr. Spring said as he made his way to the chair behind a desk opposite the large stone object.
"But it was worth it wasn't it sir? You managed to force a transformation in that Marcus person?" Claire asked, her dark eyes catching the light of the flame Mr. Spring had just used to light a sandalwood incense.
"No, unfortunately there's something blocking Roberts mind from the intrusion of the Sarcophagus' magics. I had to make due with his Fiancé, Ms. Dawson. Unfortunately it nearly broke her mental faculties under the strain." Mr. Spring answered, breathing in the scent of the incense allowing the smooth rich odor to soothe his nerves.
"There's something I don't understand about this sir, all of the other transformations took place because the person was in possession of a Millennium Item." Claire started and promptly stopped talking as Mr. Spring waved his hand in her direction.
"I know where you're going with this Claire. Allow me to explain." He said as he reached for a small bone china tea set on the left edge of his desk, pouring himself a cup he raised an inquisitive eye to Claire and nodded towards the tea.
"Yes please sir." She accepted the offer and took the cup and saucer and sat patiently waiting for him to answer her question.
"You see Claire. The Millennium Items were stored in that container for nearly three thousand years. The ancient magic they possessed surrounding them much in the same way a magnetic field is maintained around one of those Hello Kitty post it magnets you're so fond of." He paused to take a sip of his tea.
"Now, what happens to the object a magnet rests on if the magnet sits for long enough, say... three thousand years or so?" He raised his left eyebrow and smirked.
"Of course, the object absorbs the magnetic field and becomes a slightly weaker version of the magnet." Realization dawned on Claires face as she spoke. Looking towards the massive object across the room.
"Correct Claire." Mr. Spring said, taking yet another sip of his tea. He set his cup down on its saucer and dabbed the corners of his mouth with a cloth napkin.
"But Willem..." Claire immediately regretted using the name and lowered her eyes. Expecting to be shouted down.
"Claire there's no need to fear. You know I allow only you to call me by my given name." He said smiling. His smile was fearsome but not sinister in any way.
"Yes sir. What I meant to ask was, How can you project a dark form into some one else? The Millennium Items all work through close proximity to their selected bearers." She asked and quickly took her first sip of tea.
'Green Tea, very nice blend.' She commented in her mind.
"Thank you, I know Green tea is your favorite." Willem said, looking directly at her. A glowing form could be seen on his forehead, looking very much like a golden eye.
"Each of the items had their own distinct powers. One of which was the ability to project one own intentions into another persons mind. All I did was re channel all other magical energy the Sarcophagus was providing me into Ms. Dawson. And while it was taxing I must say it was well worth the effort to test the capability." Willem said, taking another sip of his tea.
'How long was I out?' He thought, noticing the total darkness surrounding him. Turning his head slightly he saw a Duel taking place. It was between Sammantha and that mountain of a man he'd gone up against.
Climbing unsteadily to his feet he watched as Sammantha pounded away at her opponent with her direct damage cards. Her opponent getting more pale and weak looking with each successful combo that she pulled off. He looked like his very life were being drained away.
"You've only got three hundred Life Points left. after that last combo. It's your turn now Brad." Sammantha spat. Her wicked gaze leveled on Brads eyes which were starting to glass over.
Brad: 300
Sammantha: 3000
"It's not over until I show you just how weak you really are!" Came Brads retort. He drew his card and smiled weakly, his hands were shaking and his vision was blurred. 'What did she do to me? Why do I feel so weak?' he thought as he prepared to play his card.
"I'll summon Vorse Raider in attack mode and attack your life points directly." He called out and the axe wielding creature slashed down at Sammantha. She grunted slightly as the attack hit her but over all her demeanor did not change. She still had that evil grin on her face and the cold hatred in her crystal blue eyes.
Brad: 300
Sammantha: 1100
"And my turn is over you're not so tough after all. Maybe my brother was just pathetically weak when he lost to you." Brad commented as his turn ended.
Robert had been asleep through most of the match but what he had seen had shaken him to his core. His sweet innocent Sammantha was going after this man, Brad like a rabid wolf. She looked nothing like herself her soft beautiful face was twisted with cruelty and that smile...
'No! Something has to be effecting her, Sammantha has never been like this before not even on her worst day did she ever instill this level of dread in me.' Robert shook off the thought that something deep with Sammantha had awoken.
"I'll set one card and end my turn." Sammantha said as she slid a card into a magic or trap slot.
"That's the problem with your deck, no real power." Brad said groggily as he drew his card for the turn. "I'll set one card and then attack you with my Vorse Raider. Say goodbye to Duel Monsters you little fool." He was smiling weakly, he was positive he'd won. And then Sammantha activated her trap card.
"Nightmare Wheel! Your Vorse Raider can't attack and you'll take five hundred points of damage each turn. Say goodbye to Duel Monsters you pathetic waste." Sammantha spat as the Nightmare Wheel absorbed the Vorse Raider and sent it spinning.
Brad was stuck, the card he'd set was a Mirror Force and he had nothing in his hand. At the start of Sammanthas turn he was going to lose.
He placed his hand over his deck. The sign of forfeit in the game of Duel Monsters and conceded the match to Sammantha.
"Hmph, Pathetic. You'd rather give up than lose. Feeble child." She said as the Duel Disks shut down and the darkness began to withdraw. The last few rays of Sunlight began to wash over them and as soon as Sammantha was bathed in the remaining Sun light her features lightened, the hard look in her eyes vanished and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Robert was holding her in less than an instant, comforting her and speaking softly to her.
"When I saw you laying there...I, I just... I wanted him to hurt Robert, I... I wanted to make him suffer... " She was crying openly now, no longer trying to keep the tears back she buried her face in Robert chest and wept.
"It's alright Sam, it's okay. It's over now." Robert held onto her comfortingly, unsure of what else to do.
Brad meanwhile passed out from fatigue.
Location: Unknown
"Well, that was interesting to say the least." A tired voice said as it's owner removed his hands from the large stone object in front of him. It's form was that of an ancient sarcophagus with seven distinctive indentations on its surface. A faint glow could be seen in the eyes of the face carved into the massive object.
"Are you alright Mr. Spring?" A woman's voice inquired as she approached the man, his breath heavy with his recent exertion.
"A little tired Claire, projecting a dark form isn't exactly the easiest task in the world." Mr. Spring said as he made his way to the chair behind a desk opposite the large stone object.
"But it was worth it wasn't it sir? You managed to force a transformation in that Marcus person?" Claire asked, her dark eyes catching the light of the flame Mr. Spring had just used to light a sandalwood incense.
"No, unfortunately there's something blocking Roberts mind from the intrusion of the Sarcophagus' magics. I had to make due with his Fiancé, Ms. Dawson. Unfortunately it nearly broke her mental faculties under the strain." Mr. Spring answered, breathing in the scent of the incense allowing the smooth rich odor to soothe his nerves.
"There's something I don't understand about this sir, all of the other transformations took place because the person was in possession of a Millennium Item." Claire started and promptly stopped talking as Mr. Spring waved his hand in her direction.
"I know where you're going with this Claire. Allow me to explain." He said as he reached for a small bone china tea set on the left edge of his desk, pouring himself a cup he raised an inquisitive eye to Claire and nodded towards the tea.
"Yes please sir." She accepted the offer and took the cup and saucer and sat patiently waiting for him to answer her question.
"You see Claire. The Millennium Items were stored in that container for nearly three thousand years. The ancient magic they possessed surrounding them much in the same way a magnetic field is maintained around one of those Hello Kitty post it magnets you're so fond of." He paused to take a sip of his tea.
"Now, what happens to the object a magnet rests on if the magnet sits for long enough, say... three thousand years or so?" He raised his left eyebrow and smirked.
"Of course, the object absorbs the magnetic field and becomes a slightly weaker version of the magnet." Realization dawned on Claires face as she spoke. Looking towards the massive object across the room.
"Correct Claire." Mr. Spring said, taking yet another sip of his tea. He set his cup down on its saucer and dabbed the corners of his mouth with a cloth napkin.
"But Willem..." Claire immediately regretted using the name and lowered her eyes. Expecting to be shouted down.
"Claire there's no need to fear. You know I allow only you to call me by my given name." He said smiling. His smile was fearsome but not sinister in any way.
"Yes sir. What I meant to ask was, How can you project a dark form into some one else? The Millennium Items all work through close proximity to their selected bearers." She asked and quickly took her first sip of tea.
'Green Tea, very nice blend.' She commented in her mind.
"Thank you, I know Green tea is your favorite." Willem said, looking directly at her. A glowing form could be seen on his forehead, looking very much like a golden eye.
"Each of the items had their own distinct powers. One of which was the ability to project one own intentions into another persons mind. All I did was re channel all other magical energy the Sarcophagus was providing me into Ms. Dawson. And while it was taxing I must say it was well worth the effort to test the capability." Willem said, taking another sip of his tea.