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Fanfic Chapter 68: Duel of Light Pt 2: True Strength
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Previously on Yu-Gi-Oh! Harold was knocked out and forced into a duel against Aaron, leader of the Four Horsemen, whose boss wanted him "out of the way" for some reason. While it may seem like Aaron's deck had no theme, it was actually based on attack power, either increasing a monster's attack points, or having a monster attack the opponent directly. Harold's best monster, Wingweaver, was already defeated and now Harold is on the defense. Why do you think Aaron's boss wants Harold dead?


Harold knew that the situation was grim. He was over 500 life points behind…

(H: 1675)
(A: 2125)

He had only one monster on the field. And while his Mystical Elf could destroy his Jinzo #7, his Raging Flame Sprite had over 1100 attack points plust the ability to attack his life points directly plus he gets stronger with every direct attack. It definitely looked grim.

"Go ahead, loser, try to defy me, it's so much fun to see wimps like you squirm! I'll tell you what, I'll end my turn right now and give you a free shot. Come on, hit me if you dare."

I can't let this chance pass up. Harold drew a card. "Thunder Nyan Nyan, attack his Raging Flame Sprite now!" Thunder Nyan Nyan pounced on the sprite.

(H: 1675)
(A: 1325)

"A good attack," Aaron congratulated. "But not good enough, because now I'm going to retrieve my Raging Flame Sprite from the graveyard."

"But you can't, you can only have one Monster Reborn card in a deck!" Harold protested.

"I didn't say it would be Monster Reborn I was using. I play Premature Burial. This lets me retrieve a monster from the graveyard at the price of 800 life points.

(H: 1675)
(A: 525)

"Now, Raging Flame Sprite, attack his life points directly!"

(H: 1575)
(A: 525)

(RFS: 100-1100)

"Jinzo #7, attack!"

(H: 1075)
(A: 525)

"For my last card, I'll play Final Flame which deals 600 points of direct damage!" Harold was pummeled with fireballs.

(H: 475)
(A: 525)

This is it, unless I draw a playable card right now, I'm out of the tournament. Please, let it be a good one. Harold drew a card. Well, it's not what I wanted but it'll do. "I play Rain of Mercy which raises both our life points by 1000!"

(H: 1475)
(A: 1525)

This is getting irritating, Aaron thought. At this rate, this duel could go on all day. "Just give up, you Pansy, you don't have the strength to challenge me."

"Strength is more than just raw power," Harold retorted. "It's about heart, and determination. True strength is the balance of mind and body. Once everything comes into alignment, then you discover the heart of the cards. Yugi Moto taught me that!"

"Spoken like a true loser."

"But Uncle, I'm no loser!"
"Yes you are!"
"But why am I a loser?"
"Because you don't care about yourself."

Harold clutched his head and dropped to his knees. "What's… going… on….?"

"Aww, did I hit you too hard?"

Harold struggled to his feet. "I… can't… give… up! Thunder Nyan Nyan, attack his Jinzo #7!" Thunder Nyan Nyan slugged the mini machine.

(H: 1475)
(A: 125)

"Yes, he's only one attack away from being defeated!"

"You won't last," Aaron said. "Peons like you are only used to shine my boots."

"No, everyone's sacred, no one person is more important than the other."

"Oh give me a break," Aaron said rolling his eyes. "I hate to pull you off your high horse, but there are two types of people in this world. Those who serve the boss, those who actually mean something, and everyone else who's a loser like you."

Harold's head was pounding like crazy. It was like someone was taking a jackhammer to his brain. Harold fell to his hands and knees.


"Where are we going, Uncle?"

"I was thinking of going to see an old friend of mine who lives in Domino."

"Who is he?"

"You'll find out soon enough. Here we are."

"But Uncle, there's nobody living here, there isn't even any chairs and stuff."

"Oh, there will be someone living there soon enough." The dialogue was shut out by something heavy slamming against the back of the skull. The world went dark.


Harold was gasping for breath. What was that about? Was that me? No, that voice was much too young to be me… even though it sounded like me.

His train of thought was interrupted by the flames around me. Aaron had launched his Raging Flame Sprite on a direct attack.

(H: 375)
(A: 125)

"You were so lost in your own little world that you didn't even see my direct attack."

(RFS: 1100-2100)

"You should really start paying more attention to yourself."

"You are one of a kind, you should only care about yourself."

Whoa, déjà vu. But he's right about one thing, I need to start paying attention to my scenario. If I don't, I could be eliminated! "It's my move."

"Why don't you just forfeit," Aaron suggested. "You're only a few hundred life points away from being defeated and I already sent your best monster to the graveyard.

Well, as Yugi always said, when I have doubt, to just trust in my heart and in my deck. Harold closed his eyes and drew a card. "I play the Graceful Charity magic card. This card lets me draw three cards as long as I discard two in return."

"Like it'll help you."

Harold drew his first card. It was a trap card that he was unable to use at this time. If I don't draw the right cards soon, I'm done for, in this tournament… and maybe in life. Harold drew the last two cards. That's it! This could be just the combo I need. He looked at Aaron with a determined scowl. "To start out my combo, I'll play my own Cure Master magic card which raises my life points by 1000!"

(H: 1375)
(A: 125)

"And to complete it, I'll add the magic card Living Arrow!"

Aaron gasped. "Living Arrow? He has the Living Arrow card!"

"You obviously don't know advance Duel Monster tactics so I'll explain it to you. Living Arrow card lets me take any of my opponent's magic cards in play and use it as my own."

"But I don't have any…" Aaron then spotted his Premature Burial card. "No, you want to use my Premature Burial card!"

"Bingo, Boyo," Harold said snapping his fingers. "So now I'll give up 800 of my life points to special summon a monster from my graveyard!"

(H: 575)
(A: 125)

"And now, I use Premature Burial to bring back… Wingweaver!" A bright beam of light took shape into Harold's favorite monster. "Wingweaver, attack his Raging Flame Sprite now with Light Spark!" Wingweaver put her hands together like in prayer, and then slowly spread them. Electricity danced between them. An orb of light appeared in between her hands and Wingweaver launched it. The light engulfed the sprite.

(H: 575)
(A: 0)

Harold leaned over gasping for breath. "I did it, Yugi," he muttered. "I won my first duel."

"I don't believe this," Aaron said. "How could I, one of the Four Horsemen, be beaten by a Pansy using a girlie deck?"

"Don't underestimate the power of light monsters, Aaron, alone they may be weak, but when joined with others of their kind, they can defeat even the most powerful monsters. Now, as per Battle City rules, you turn your locator card and your rarest card over to me!"

"You'll have to catch me first!" Aaron slammed his foot on the ground and his shackles fell off. He took off heading for the other end of the warehouse.

Harold tried slamming his foot down the same way Aaron did but to no avail. Suddenly his armlet produced a small ring of archaic symbols which cut the chain. "Cool, it can cut stuff too." Harold took off after Aaron.

I won't let myself submit to a Pansy. Aaron was almost at the door when Harold used his Armlet's shield to slam the leader of the Four Horsemen into a wall knocking him out.

Harold went up to Aaron's unconscious form and removed the locator card. He then searched through his deck for Aaron's rarest card. The problem was he didn't know a rare card from a hole in the head. So he took a light monster from Aaron's deck, Fiend Reflection #2 (1). "Well, it was touch and go for a while, but I did it. Now I need only four more locator cards and I'll be able to qualify for the finals. Now to find another Duelist…" Harold's head was spinning. He leaned against a crate and eventually down to the ground. "Maybe after a little nap."

As Harold fell asleep, the door to the warehouse opened. The morning light cast two shadows, one large and imposing, and the other small and diminutive. The small one nodded and the big one lifted both Harold and Aaron over a shoulder and everyone left.

The End


Duel Monster Database

(1)
Name: Fiend Reflection #2
Level: 4
Type: Winged-Beast
Attribute: Light
ATK: 1100
DEF: 1400