Dimensional Warrior Girl: The Winter Tournament
Author: Chaos Valkyrie
First Conceptualized: October, 2003
Posted Chapter 01: January 27, 2004
Updated: December 22, 2005
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, why would I be writing fan fiction, since I'd be extremely rich off royalties and such? Speaking of rich, I'm not that either. Don't sue, I'm just a crazy girl writing a story that is sadly enough, inspired by a card (D. D. Warrior Girl).
Author's Note: This takes place about 4 years after Battle City ends. Hence, Mokuba is around 14-15, and the others are 19, 20-ish. I know what happens in Battle City and the Noa saga, and those events may be referred to at some point. Beyond Battle City, I don't know much about what happens, so I'm skimming over it and making up my own plotline.
Summary: The first of several planned-out stories. Jenni is transported magically to Domino to compete in the mysterious Winter Tournament. Why has she been brought here and what does Yugi & the Gang have to do with it?
Chapter One: Arrival
Jenni Moran awoke in an alleyway with a serious neck cramp. She raised her head, groggy with an overdose of headache.
"Where the fuck am I?" she moaned softly to herself. She sat up slightly, a bag falling out of her lap. The alley was covered in shadows, but she could see a clear blue sky up above the faded bricks of the buildings. She massaged her neck with one numb hand, trying to get rid of the cramps.
Looking around, she saw no one. Slowly, she checked her pockets. Her school ID was missing, but her cash was still there. Her sunglasses – check. Her jewelry – check. She flipped open her back pack which had been on the ground beside her. Textbooks – check. Laptop – check. Journal – check. All that was missing was her college ID card – everything of real value remained.
'Hmm, maybe I lost the ID, can't see why anyone would want that,' she thought to herself. And she didn't think she had been, well, assaulted or raped or anything. Besides feeling cramped, obviously from sleeping on ice cold asphalt, she didn't feel, well, violated. Just stiff, sore, and damned cold. It was the middle of winter, after all.
'Well, I'd better go home, who knows what time it is. I can figure all this out later.'
Slowly, she stood up, and started to pick up her leather knapsack when a paper bag caught her eye. In simple, bold letters, it had 'JENNY' written on it. She reached for it, wondering if it held some answers. She unrolled the top, peering inside. All she could see was some bulky, mechanical thing, and a small leather box. She reached for the box, and her hand dislodged an envelope.
All of a sudden, she heard noises. She pulled out the envelope, then shoved the bag into her knapsack. Normally, she could take care of herself, but she had no idea how she got here, and there were too many voices coming towards her for her to want to find out the hard way. Head held high (and aching all the while) she marched out of the alley and into the bright light of the streets.
The glare caught her off guard for a second. She pulled her blue-tinted sunglasses out and put them on before she really got a good look at her surroundings. Then her jaw dropped.
'Where the fuck am I?' she thought to herself yet again. People were hurrying up and down the cold streets, passing her as she gawked. She slowly moved to the curb as she looked around at the unfamiliar buildings and signs. She knew her college town by heart, and this certainly wasn't it. She slipped the envelope into her pocket, and, still slightly dazed, walked down the street. No one looked at her too closely, just some casual once-overs from passing boys and such. Nothing new there.
She noticed a newsstand and paused. Even though she was now totally confused, she didn't think it wise to broadcast it. That would just set her up for more trouble, probably as mugger-bait. Or worse. Hmmm, playing a stranger/tourist in a strange land would be okay, just not a dazed and confused, lost stranger. She walked over, and the smiling old man turned his attention to her.
"Good morning! How can I help you?" he asked, eyes twinkling.
"Um, I hate to sound silly," she started, acting embarrassed, which wasn't far wrong, "but I'm visiting my cousin, and she wanted a copy of the local paper. However," she grinned sheepishly, "I don't know which one that is. Can you help me?"
"Oh, she probably meant the Times. Here you are," he said, pushing it over the counter towards her. Jenni refused to look at the heading, not wanting him to see the inevitable surprise on her face, instead glancing around at the other magazines and papers around him.
"I think I'll get that one with the dragon on the cover too, if you don't mind," she said, digging out some bills. She handed them to him, and he slipped the two periodicals in a bag and handed it to her with her change. It was still warm from the heat of the little booth. He smiled kindly at her, and she felt her cheeks burn slightly. "You wouldn't happen to know a place that makes great coffee, would you?" she asked, hopefully.
"Ah, another caffeine addict," he laughed, motioning to his own Styrofoam cup. "Try Perks in the city plaza, down that way," he said, pointing down the street. "They make the best in town."
"Thank you," she said, smiling. She turned and started down the street. Maybe some sweet nectar of the gods, aka coffee, would help clear things up.
End Notes: Jenni and other original characters introduced throughout are mine, please don't copy them into other stories. Sadly enough, I already have some of the sequels planned out, so don't mess with the Jenni saga. Thank you. Feel free to write anything you like in the reviews, but stupid little flamers who trash this story merely to be obnoxious little gits will be flamed themselves in my end-notes. You have been warned. That in mind, however, I will say that I'm writing this for me, so it'll be updated regardless of flames. I'm not the type of person to hold a story ransom for reviews like some people… :P. Also, there will not be any yaoi or yuri – I don't have any problem with either one, so of my favorite stories are those, but I'm not much of a romance writer, and so any relationships that are thrown in will focus on the hinted-at boy-girl pairings in the anime, since I'm completely out of the loop in regard to the manga (except vol. 1 & 2 & 3, the English translations. Yes, I'm a pure English YGO fan. Sorry, all the Japanese I know is from reading fan-fiction!).