Yu-Gi-Oh!
Key of Light

Oy... just what happened that just decided to crap out for three days? O.o; yeesh...

Well, anyway, this was done on Memorial Day, but I couldn't upload till now. Now that I know how Harry's deck works, it shouldn't take me as long to get the chapter's out. Oh, and any smilarity duel-wise between the duel here and the duel between Amelda and Kaiba is purely coincidence. I have that episode, but I haven't watched it yet. Anyway, enjoy.


CHAPTER THREE – ROUND TWO! HIGH SKIES DUEL!

In order to get to the park where Jounouchi's next duel was going to be, he had to pass by the area where the water shows were held. On the way past, he caught sight of a glum Kajiki Ryota dragging his spear as he made his way out of the show area. Pausing a moment, Jou waited for Kajiki to catch up to him before calling out to him.

"Oy, why the long face, Kajiki-kun?" he asked, frowning at how disheartened he looked. The fisherman looked up to him.

"I was pounded by… uh… he, she… it… actually, I'm not sure what gender that guy was…" Kajiki replied, frowning slightly. Jou frowned as well; he must mean that mystery player from the duelist prep room with the raspberry hair.

"Where's this… person heading to next?" he asked. Kajiki shrugged.

"The Air Museum I think it said," he replied. "Oh… he… she… whatever; that person had a weird looking duel disk. Must have painted it or something. Anyway, I'm gonna go watch the rest of the action from the loser's circle. Later."

Jou's frown deepened as the fisherman left. Painted duel disk, eh? Was this person a Death Eater, or another teacher like Varon? He was not liking this… not one bit…

-.oOOo.-

Harry was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed by the size of the place. Granted, he was in the general area of the Air Museum, but he could not actually find it. He swore he could hear Dudley laughing at him; with his luck, he would be disqualified because he could not find the place in time.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he came to a giant sign marked "Air Museum" outside what looked like an old World War II hanger. He went inside, and found himself staring in amazement. Planes of every size and shape littered the hanger, from a full-sized replica of a Japanese Zero, to small-scale models of jet planes. The further he went inside, the larger the planes became, until finally he came to a full sized model of one of the smaller modern airliners… with a set of stairs leading to the top?

Harry frowned at that. He doubted that was supposed to be there… and that suspicion was confirmed barely a moment later when he caught sight of a flap of a trench coat. A feeling of dread started to well up in his stomach; the same kind of feeling he got when taking a Potions exam. Somehow, he had a feeling he was heading into a trap.

Swallowing, Harry made his way up the stairs… to find that his opponent was the wo/man he had seen in the duelist prep room, the one that Jounouchi did not know. S/he had his/her arms crossed before him/her, showing off an oddly colored duel disk…

Wait… green and black? Did Draco mention something like…?

Harry smiled weakly, but his opponent did not return it, his/her expression stony.

"I was hoping I would get the chance to duel you, Harry Potter," s/he said finally. "Lord Voldemort will reward the person that brings him your head quite handsomely."

Harry fought back a gulp; he hated it when his bad feelings were right. "Wha—who are you?" he asked finally, wincing as he almost said, "What are you?".

His/her expression finally changed then, to a sneer. "I'm Amelda," he (Harry finally determined this person was a "he") said, "and I'll be bringing your carcass to Voldemort!"

Just as he finished speaking, the plane beneath the two of them jerked, and before Harry knew what was happening, they were rolling out of the hanger. He bent over, grabbing onto the nearest thing he could as the plane started to pick up speed. All the while Amelda stood where he was, laughing at him, even as the plane started to pick up altitude. It was not long before they were airborne, circling low above Kaiba Land.

Harry shakily got to his feet, wind whipping about him, far too cold for his tastes. He looked down… and instantly regretted it. Certainly, he loved flying… on a broomstick; not on the outside of a plane.

"This will be the site of our duel," Amelda announced, narrowing his eyes as his expression darkened, "where I can easily knock you off when you loose."

Harry did gulp then, although it could not be heard over the roar of the wind. Oh bloody hell…

"Duel!"

Amelda: 4000

Harry Potter: 4000

-.oOOo.-

Technicians in the Kaiba Land control room were running about, frantically trying to see how someone not in that room had activated the tour plane from the Air Museum. Fingers were clacking rapidly against keyboards and orders were being shouted back and forth. A young man sitting in a high-backed chair heard all of it, yet ignored it. The people behind him were smart; they would get that plane back down if they valued their jobs. No… he was more preoccupied with what had been said before the duel that was now starting on the screen in front of him.

"Voldemort…" he murmured softly…

-.oOOo.-

Shouts and exclamations of surprise rang through the main stadium of Kaiba Land, where the Dursleys where staring a bit opened mouthed at the screens before them, showing the three duels that were going on right now. Well, Vernon and Petunia were staring; Dudley was still huffing about how Harry got to duel in the tournament, and he was just lucky that he won his first match.

"Is that legal?" Vernon asked, watching the screen where Harry and Amelda were taking their first turns. Granted, he was not very concerned over what happened to his nephew – if he fell, it was one less nuisance in his life.

Petunia, however, was rather pale. They could hear a little bit of the dueling banter going on from the screens… and she had caught a name that made her freeze inside…

"Petunia, what's wrong?" Vernon asked suddenly, catching the look on his wife's face. She jumped slightly, just as there was a loud uproar from the people around them. The only two women in the tournament had just finished their duel rather embarrassingly fast, and the little girl that had been playing was turning away in disappointment.

"Nothing…" she said softly, leaning back in her seat. "Nothing…"

-.oOOo.-

Harry tried to ignore the fact that his teeth were chattering as he drew a card on his first turn. Amelda had gone first, but he had only played a Scientific Special Soldier in attack position, and Harry could not see why he had done so. It only had a measly eight hundred attack power; something even his weakest monster could blow away in an instant. Was Amelda all talk, or was he planning something…?

"Thunder Nyan Nyan, in attack position!" Harry announced, shouting to be heard above the roar of the wind. A cute cat girl appeared, a set of drums hovering around her waist on a ring and drum sticks in her hands. He ordered her to attack, and she let out a cat-like meow as she beat he drums hard, sending out electric sparks that instantly destroyed Amelda's monster.

Amelda: 2900

Harry Potter: 4000

If Amelda was concerned, he did not show it. He drew his next card and inspected it, before placing it on the field: Mechanic Soldier of Evil World, with fourteen hundred attack power. Another weak monster in attack position; just what was he playing at…?

"Set one card face down, and end turn," Amelda announced, and Harry drew, still trying to figure out just what he was doing.

He glanced at his hand, before setting a card in a trap/magic slot, and once again ordering Thunder Nyan Nyan to attack. Once again the monster was destroyed, but it only made Harry all the more concerned.

Amelda: 2400

Harry Potter: 4000

Amelda drew… and the smirk that came to his face made Harry grimace.

"Summon Cyber Scout," he announced, bringing to life a monster with thirteen hundred fifty attack power. Amelda was not done, as he held up a magic card… "And I activate Junk Dealer, allowing me to revive two monsters of warrior or machine class at half strength."

Scientific Special Soldier and Mechanic Soldier of Evil World appeared once again, at four hundred and seven hundred attack power respectively. At this point, Harry was starting to get annoyed, and was about to open his mouth to say as much… when he ended up eating his words before they could come out.

"Activate trap card, Soldier Reborn!" Amelda announced. The card he had set down on the field before flipped up, revealing a picture of the three mechanical soldiers he had on the field. "When these three monsters are present on the field, this trap destroys all cards in your hand and on the field."

Harry let out a strangled "urk!" as the cards he had on the field exploded. He let the graveyard take the cards he had in his hand; great… now he was wide open for an attack. Amelda had made him play right into his hands.

Amelda's battle phase came, and all three of the monsters attacked him at once. Separately they were weak, but together they put a sizable dent in his Life Points. Not only that, but the force of the attack made Harry loose his balance. He went skidding along the plane, hands and feet groping and slipping as he tried to slow down, eventually coming to a gradual stop near the back fin. Even over the roar of the wind he could hear Amelda laughing at him cruelly. Gritting his teeth, Harry got back to his feet, making his way slowly back to where he had been standing.

"I'm not finished yet!" he declared.

"Neither am I," Amelda replied with a smirk, declaring the start of his second main phase, before holding up a magic card… "Sky Devil's Combined Body allows me to sacrifice three monsters on the field to special summon the devil of all military ships…"

Harry took an unconscious step back as the military ship appeared. It was a devil of a ship all right, with gun turrets sticking out from every possible angle on the ship. Not only that, but its twenty-five hundred attack power made him privately glad that Amelda's battle phase was already over and done with.

"Sky Devil Fortress Ziggurat," Amelda announced proudly. "Your trap and magic cards are useless against it, and it has other defenses as well. For example… End turn!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth, did a small Toy Robot token appear on the field in defense position. Harry frowned; o…kay…

"No fortress is impregnable," he announced, drawing a card. "I'll scrap your 'devil'!"

Amelda: 2400

Harry Potter: 1550

Harry looked down at the card in his hand; well… Amelda said that magic cards did not work against the Fortress, not that it blocked magic cards entirely.

"I play Pot of Greed!" he announced, holding up the card before putting it in the graveyard in favor of two cards from his deck. Magician of Faith and Magic Cylinder; well, the trap card would not do him any good, but the Magician would… He set it in defense position, before announcing the end of his turn.

Amelda looked amused. "Keep wriggling," Harry could hear him murmur as he drew a card, before ordering the Fortress to attack. Gun turrets swung down, focusing all power on his face down monster. The Magician of Faith appeared for a moment, letting out a terrified scream, before disappearing.

"Thanks for that!" Harry called to Amelda, as his graveyard cards popped out. He took Pot of Greed back and added it to his hand, before returning the other cards to the grave.

Amelda just shrugged in disinterest, as if he already knew Harry's defeat was at hand, before announcing the end of his turn. Another Toy Robot appeared in defense position, making the young wizard frown. Just what was the purpose of those things…?

Harry took his turn, drawing a card before playing Pot of Greed again. He had four cards in hand now, and as he studied them carefully… he realized he actually had a chance! He just needed one more card…

"I set one card, and one monster face down in defense," he announced, feeling his heart hammering in his chest. If this did not work… "End turn!"

Amelda took his turn, drawing a card before ordering the Fortress to attack, a bored look on his face. The Djinn monster appeared for a brief moment, before it was sent to the grave.

"This is getting annoying…" Amelda growled. "Stop prolonging the inevita—"

He was cut off as the plane suddenly tipped, slowly starting to loose altitude. Harry mentally grinned in relief; whoever was supposed to be in control of the plane must have finally regained control. Amelda grimaced in annoyance, announcing the end of his turn as another Toy Robot appeared.

Harry drew, and mentally cheered when he saw the card. The goddess of good fortune had to be smiling down at him, but now he was playing against time. He had no doubt that even if he won the duel; Amelda was going to try to toss him off. He had to drag this out as much as he could, or he was going to be a smear on the ground.

"I play Exiled Force in attack!" Harry announced, slapping the monster on the field. "Through its effect, I can sacrifice it to get rid of any monster on the field." He pointed up at the Fortress looming above. "Say good bye to your 'devil'!"

The troops of the Exiled Force lashed out, attacking the Sky Devil Fortress Ziggurat until the monstrosity exploded, taking the troops along with it. Amelda looked stunned, as if he had not counted on Harry being able to best him like that.

He was not done either; he held up one of the cards he had drawn earlier, before announcing, "I have a dark and a light monster lurking in my graveyard; The Djinn and Thunder Nyan Nyan. I remove those monsters from play to summon Chaos Sorcerer!"

He could picture his Aunt Petunia fainting as the Chaos Sorcerer came to life before him. It was a frightening creature, swathed in darkness, its eyes glowing with its dark power… not only that, but it was a sorcerer to boot. Just that alone meant instant fainting.

"I also activate the trap, Return from a Different Dimension!" he announced. The Djinn and Thunder Nyan Nyan returned to his field, though the cat girl went immediately to the graveyard. If there were non-light attribute monsters present, she could not be on the field.

Harry ordered his attack, and two of the Toy Robot's easily fell, having zero defense power. The tide had turned; Harry could win this duel, but he still had to be cautious. Who knew what other schemes Amelda had up his sleeve.

"End turn!"

Amelda: 2400

Harry Potter: 775

The Djinn left his side of the field; it could not stay in play once his turn had ended.

To say that Amelda looked rather annoyed would be vastly understating the case. He practically ripped his new card out of the deck, before setting it in face down defense position and another card in a trap/magic slot before ending his turn.

Harry drew, feeling his heart hammering in his chest. They were getting lower and lower, and he had no idea what Amelda was going to do next. Swallowing, he looked down at the card he had drawn… his precious Gemini Elf.

"Gemini Elf, in attack!" he announced, slapping the card down on the field. "Go!"

His monsters attacked Amelda's remaining monsters, though he had to destroy the final Toy Robot first. Apparently, that was its effect: you could not attack other monsters until it was destroyed. Strangely though, Amelda did not seem concerned, and that worried Harry…

"I place on card face down," he announced, sliding his remaining card in a trap/magic slot. "End turn!"

Amelda drew… and that annoying smirk was back on his face. He threw his head back, letting out a triumphant laugh.

"Harry Potter, you're dead," he announced, slapping the card he had drawn on the field. "KC One Clayton, in attack position!" A fairly large tank with two thousand attack power appeared on his side of the field, but Amelda was still moving, activating the trap card he had set. "Tank Units of Historical War! This card allows me to place three Tank Tokens on the field, which combined power up the Clayton by fifteen hundred points!"

Amelda's battle phase came, and the tank's main cannon swiveled around, coming to a rest on Gemini Elf… and fired…

"No, you're dead!" Harry exclaimed. "Activate trap! Magic Cylinder!"

Two cylinders appeared on either side of his twin elves. One cylinder absorbed the shell that had been fired at them, and – as the elves winked and waved good bye to Amelda – the other sent the attack right back at his Life Points.

Amelda: 0

Harry Potter: 775

"Game over!" Harry announced, his words exemplified by a thump.

They had landed.

Barely a moment later came the sound of footsteps pounding on pavement. Harry turned to see a group of security guards running toward them, badges with the Kaiba Corporation logo glinting in the sunlight. Amelda let out an annoyed "Tch!", before jumping off of the plane, breaking out into a run and disappearing behind the hanger. The security guards split into two groups; one group went off after Amelda, while the other stayed behind and helped Harry off the plane.

"Good duel, kiddo," one said, as soon as his feet were back on the ground.

"Oh… thanks," Harry replied, but his mind was elsewhere. Had Amelda… been a Death Eater, or a normal muggle; and if he was a muggle… why in the world was he helping Voldemort?

"Hey, kiddo, wake up," the security guard that had spoken before said, shaking his shoulder.

"Hunh? What?" he asked, blinking up at the man.

"Look alive, kid. You missed the announcement; you've gotta go back to the main arena for your next duel."