Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh. I'm just making it look good.
My Notes: Two chapters in one day? You must be thinking, why he's gone crazy. Well now I haven't yet. But I was writing scenes of Ishizu and Seto and well it was over four pages and long exposition (If it was in the anime, they'd litter it with scenes of what he was describing) and that's generally boring. So I began writing of the duel, because at least some action happens in a duel, usually. This was another four pages and they couldn't work as separate chapters. So I split them apart and here we are. Of course don't expect this happen often.
Anyways I'm really tempted to write a Yu-gi-oh GX fic now and maybe sending it off for what's his name to read it. But it's made me think. How am I going to break into the business of writing? Hardly anyone reads anymore. But if anyone wants to go in on making a comic/anime strip thing with me as head writer, I'd be willing to sign on. Future prospects for me when I graduate are pretty slim. It's something to think about. Chapter twenty! Genkai Battle Tatakitsukete Kizutsuitatte Iin Jyanai! (Anyone willing to translate this? I studied Mandarin Chinese which is why this story is in dubbed form).
Edited For Errors.
Fury's Power
Seto Kaiba continued telling his tale. "I stared into her listless eyes, trying to see if there was still life among them. There was, barely. I shouted at the slave trader for allowing such a thing to happen. He only shrugged and said the other slaves had done it. I sat there, stroking her hair, thinking. Knowing I had little time, I bought her then and there and told the trader to go to my father's house. I than ran off to make my examination. I passed, but my inspectors wondered why I hadn't performed as well as I should have. Nevertheless I was to appointed as High Priest and my coronation was a week coming." He stopped, to turn and face the white moon. "It was a proud moment. The work and dedication finally paid off. I should have savored it," his voice sounding very far away. "But immediately I set off for my family home to inquire of my purchase. No one had heard of anything, especially nothing of any slave-trader arriving. Knowing I had been cheated, I took my brother and we scoured the city. When we found that corrupt trader…" Here his fist began to shake.
Ishizu stood quivering, fearing the worst. "Did you harm him?"
"When I found him I asked of Kisara. He denied ever seeing me and made no mention of any slaves for sale. I lost my temper and…," Seto's voice stopped, his eyes shut. "I used the powers of my position. All of them."
"You banished him to the Shadow Realm?"
Kaiba continued as if he hadn't heard. "Using various spells and some familiars I eventually found her a few days later. She was being stoned because of her appearance. I managed to get them to stop, but only because a few of those fools knew that I was soon to be High Priest. They knew the dangers of upsetting one of the most powerful. But I faced a problem."
"Ownership."
Yami Bakura wasted no time in drawing. "I sacrifice my Poison Mummy to set this face down," he announced, as the rotting carcass was replaced with the backside of yet another card on the field.
"Boring," Joey taunted.
"If only you knew what I knew, then you wouldn't be so quick to protect your friend." Yami Bakura grinned, gazing at the ethereal young woman. "Even now, I think she's attempt to leave." His Millennium Eye glinted.
"What?" Joey turned to Nadia, who was several paces away from everyone. He called out her name. "Where do you think you're going? You're going to miss all the action."
"…I…," Nadia then uttered something in her native language.
"You can't run out on us like this," Joey reprimanded.
"Oh well, if you don't want her to run," Yami Bakura said licking his lips, "I can help with that." Another beam of golden light shot forth from his artificial eye, striking Nadia. "Now you'll stay put, for once I'll deal with Joey, I will deal with you personally."
"I…I can't move," Nadia voiced with incredible difficulty, she realized how far-reaching her paralyzing was. Now what I'm going to do?
"Nadia!" Serenity called out, rushing to the other female of the group.
"Are you alright?" Tristan asked.
"That's it Bakura! Now you've gone too far?" Joey exclaimed.
"Really now?" Yami Bakura smirked. "And just what are you going to do about it? My turn is over."
"As the incumbent High Priest, I was not allowed to possess any property, let alone a slave," he explained. "To do so would jeopardize my political career, and social standing. When I was ordained and received the Millennium Rod, I made it my first task to find a place of Kisara within society where I could supervise her from a distance. So I contacted various temples and they would receive ample donations, along with a certified list of servants that I personally composed, in exchange for keeping her hidden. It was safe like that, for a while. Until we were found out." Kaiba clearly did not want to go into that, tears coming down his face, along with the sounds of quiet weeping.
Ishizu was silent, only putting her hand in his as a sign of support. He cries before me. No one would believe this.
"The last time I saw her," he said, "was when I was cradling her body before the Blue-Eyes White Dragon tablet. I prayed to that great beast to let me avenge her death: To use its awesome abilities to defeat my enemies. And just for one small moment, I thought I heard it call out in Kisara's voice and say 'Let the light of my spirit protect you.' I then began my rebellion in full earnest. I was determined to reforge society make everyone pay for my pain and suffering. I fought and killed with that dragon. I slaughtered any who opposed me without mercy, without hesitation. Until one man stood defiant."
"The ancient pharaoh," Ishizu whispered.
Come on Heart of the Cards, Joey prayed as he drew. He smiled at his luck. "There's a reason why they call this a hatchling. Watch now as we watch this little guy grow up. I can sacrifice this card to summon its adult form." He sent his Dark Dragon Hatchling to the graveyard. And in its place arrived a fiercer dragon. "Meet my Red-Eyes Black Dragon! (2400/2000)." The ebony dragon roared as it settled upon the field, its great wings flapping. Only the trademark bloodshot eyes were detectable in the lean black dragon, its front claws at the ready.
"Alright! Joey's got his Red-Eyes on the Field," Tristan said, still somewhat watching the duel. "There's no way he can lose."
"Go Red-Eyes! Attack with Rushing Swipe," Joey called out.
Yami Bakura only smiled as he watched the dragon tear apart his lone defensive monster. "You activated my monsters' special ability." A spiral of sand surrounded the fearsome dragon and before long an entire sandstorm swept all of Joey's monsters to the graveyard."
"Ahh! My Red-Eyes!" He growled. "What was that?" Joey asked in annoyance.
"This," Yami Bakura held the card in his hand, "Is Sand Specter. When it is revealed, it destroys all face-up monsters." He slid the card into the discard pile. "But you've also allowed the opportunity to activate this." One of his face-down cards, a magic card came to life; a dusty huge tome was displayed with spiders and cobwebs 'decorating' its cover. "Meet the Forbidden Book of Life. It allows me to special summon one of my monsters," he took a card at from his graveyard and set it in defense mode, "while removing your coveted dragon from play."
Joey watched as his Red-Eyes card was sent to a special slot on his duel disk. "I set this face down and end my turn." He held two cards in his hands and two cards were covered on the field.
"Come on man, don't give up!" Tristan yelled.
I have to act now if we have any chance of surviving this game, Nadia thought to herself. Let's hope she's the one. She let her mind go as the Millennium Ring activated from safe within her purse. One of its pointers faced Serenity Wheeler.
Serenity inwardly gasped. A cold, clammy feeling reached out at the young girl's spine. She was going to say something before her mind was flooded with images. The picture that was recognizable to the young girl's mind was the distinct shape of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and of the Pyramids of Egypt; everything else moved too fast to note. What's…? Serenity thought to herself.
We have little time, a voice within her spoke. Listen and obey.
The hem of Kaiba's white coat was wrapping the two together, neither of them realizing they were the only ones out there. "And this is where my memory breaks apart, shatters like so many glass shards. Did I really defeat him? I honestly don't know. Yet I have memories of ruling after him. I sealed him in his puzzle as penance, right? Because I know, I know he was the evil one, the one responsible for Kisara's death. But if he won, then how does play into my plans? In order to create my plans, I needed to glimpse into the future, to find someone to replace him. But to that, I would have needed a prophetess. I still do, to answer my nagging doubts."
Ishizu knew what that meant. "But we have no way of knowing if what you've said is true or not."
"Yes we do." He turned around, glanced at her neckline. "Would you still deny me this one last favor, Isis-Nefer? Even after I made you my queen?"
"But I…," Ishizu stuttered.
"Even though you could never replace her," Seto Kaiba's hands reached out to both sides of her face, caressing it softly.
This can't be happening, we only just...this doesn't make sense… Ishizu's thoughts ran rampant all over the place. Then from out of nowhere a terrifying light came crashing down, lighting up downtown Domino, partially. "Wait, what's that?"
The light formed into a golden creature standing just as tall as Obelisk would have. "Sekhmet." Kaiba stared for a moment before pulling out a cell phone. "Is my satellite still tracking all duel disks? Uh huh. Who's currently dueling right now? Grr. Give me a location. Got it, send the chopper to my location now."
"What's going on?" Ishizu said.
Kaiba seemed to have regained his former attitude. "That monster holds a part of my memory. I must reclaim it!"
"I suppose it would have been more of a challenge," Yami Bakura said as he drew another card into his hand, "if I didn't already know what you planning in your pathetic little mind."
"Who you calling pathetic?" Joey asked, raising both of his fists to the ready.
The sinister duelist pointed. "You are. If you could only comprehend the powers and forces you are reckoning with, you would easily back down. I am nothing like Marik or Pegasus: their scopes were futile, both never knowing of the grand design." He craned his neck, as if attempting to break it himself.
"Just what are you talking about?!" Joey yelled.
"Yeah man, you're our friend," Tristan also shouted. "You're supposed to be on our side."
"Friends? No, not with such pitiable humans." Yami Bakura's black jacket ruffled in the wind. "I've waited five thousand years for this moment, and I won't let it slip away by any bumbling fools who don't even know the game they play." He played one monster in defense mode, and then activated his other face-down card. "This is Ultimate Offering. For a mere five hundred life points, I can summon another monster on the field." Another monster was set before Bakura signaled to Joey to make his move.
"Whaddya mean game they play?" Joey asked in annoyance as he drew one card into his hand. This sucks. I got no monsters on the field. But so far all he's done is defend. He must be preparing for something big. Wait a minute. Three monsters on the field? Could he have taken one of Yugi's Egyptian God Cards? "I got nothing," he said ending his turn, and preparing for the worse.
Yami Bakura slid one card from his deck. "Finally," he said mostly to himself. "Now foolish mortal, you shall see the true dangers that are awaiting you. I sacrifice these three monsters to bring forth the Egyptian Demon, Scorching Sekhmet the Keeper!"
For a brief moment, it was as if night had become day, as a shining ball of light, like a small moon, crashed before Yami Bakura's feet. Intense heat struck everyone making it hard to see what kind of monster this was. After adjusting to the light, you could see a lion's head with mane. It was upon a huge humanoid frame, just as tall as Obelisk was. Sekhmet was garbed in a stiff sarong that covered most of her body. Twin daggers, like large kitchen knives, were in both of her hands. She continued to flame just like the sun, never once stopping giving off that radiating golden light.
Joey only uttered a single curse.
Joey: 2900
Yami Bakura: 3500