The Graveyard
Disclaimer: I in no way own Yu-gi-oh or any of its components. I do however own Robin and this original plot.
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Robin had just disappeared into the strange dark energy, leaving the gang bewildered.
Yami took control at the first sign of magic, leaving Yugi as an observer, but both having the same thought. "She'll be at the graveyard." He says before taking off, running towards his target.
Téa sighs as the boys run after him, "Why did it have to happen this week?" She mutters under her breath before also chasing after Yami.
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The graveyard seems oddly silent and, if not for the faint lighting of a moon just risen, very dark. The street lamps around the burial ground were refusing to light, even through Yugi knew they had lit as he had left only a few hours ago.
The gang slows as they enter the graveyard, clustering together, and unsure. Deeper and deeper they walk into the silence.
"Yuge? Are you sure she's here." Joey asks.
"She's here, and… something else." Yami replies.
Suddenly, as if in reply to their voices, a silver hint of moment was seen moving away.
"There's she is." Four voices cried out, and the gang ran after the movement… in four different directions.
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After a few moments of chasing Yami stumbles onto Robin sitting on a gravestone as if it was a throne, dressed as a royal but in silvers instead of golds, the newly risen moon lighting her.
"Greetings Pharaoh." She proclaimed regally.
"You are not Robin." He uttered, sensing some otherness about her.
She laughed madly at that. "No, I am not the little moon, I am the Empress, and you have fallen into the trap." She proclaimed, waving her sceptre for emphasis.
"What!" Yami shouts, before the Empress launches her attacks. Yami blocks the mental daggers, but is not quick enough dodge her twirling sceptre.
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The Robin Téa was following was quick and agile, and the chase seemed more like a dance than a race. Finally she stopped, and waited for Téa to catch up.
"Robin? What happened?" Téa asked, only slightly out of breath.
The girl laughed, "I'm not Robin, silly little doll, I'm the Dancer." At the word dancer she pulled out a fan from her waistband and withdrew the blade concealed within. "You had better be light on your feet if you wish to compete with me."
"Robin, stop this. I'm your friend." Téa replied, but all she got in reply was insane laughter, and the Dancer began her dance of blades.
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Joey was having no better luck. When his Robin finally stopped the chase he was very much out of breath, while "Robin" was as fresh as the moonlight.
"Robin?" He gasped out between breaths.
The girl giggled. "Silly little mortal, I'm not Robin." She said as flung Joey into a gravestone with her magic. "I'm the Witch."
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Tristan found Robin sobbing behind an angel monument, curled up into a ball. He sits down beside her and puts his arm around her. Or tries at least. His arm passes right through her little only a little resistance.
"Oh" he exclaims, and Robin looks up at the sound.
"Tristan?" She says staring at him in surprise. "Why are you here?"
"Why do you think? We came looking for you. After your disappearing act we weren't just going to go home."
"We? You mean Yugi, Joey and Téa came as well. Where are they?"
"I don't know. We all thought we saw you, and then chased after you."
Robin starred, horror dawning on her face. "The others must have run into the Guardians."
"The Guardians?" Tristan asked, confusion written on his face.
"We have to stop them now, before…" Robin trailed off, and turned and started walking, fast and with a purpose in a seemingly random direction.
Tristan tried to interrogate her, but Robin remained silent.
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Robin and Tristan arrived on the scene, Tristan having finally fallen silent.
Yugi, Téa and Joey were in a heap on the ground; unconscious and tied up.
"Little Moon," the Empress greeted her. "I see you have brought us another toy to play with."
Robin remained stubbornly unmoved, "No Empress. Let them go. Now." Robin stated.
The Empress laughed. "Or what Little Moon? What will the little fake do? Punish us? Make us pay? No. You are nothing." The Empress had slowly changed from frivolous to severe, but with a flick of her head she became frivolous again, but with a hard edge. "I like my new toys, don't you little fake? A little Sun to match my little moon, a doll, and a pair of puppies." Joey groaned.
The Dancer and the Witch had been watching with interest, but at some unknown signal they began to circle Tristan, making little darting motions.
"Fine" Robin said and began to glow like moonlight. "Be gone." She spoke, the magic flooding from her to surround her four friends and she teleported them away to safety. Her magic spent she collapsed and faded away.
Leaving four spirits standing in the graveyard. The Empress smiled cruelly.