Chapter 3: Hell at Boston
Atem now lives in Boston, Massachusetts, alone. He left Yugi when he finally got freed from the Millennium Puzzle with the help of the Egyptian God cards. He thought he could finally go back home to Egypt, but somehow, he couldn't. He thought the Millennium Puzzle could help him, and it could be his key home, but Shadi lied to him. Now, the Puzzle's useless. The reason he wanted to go to Boston was to find a job, get married, have kids, and get a scholarship to Boston College, the only college that offered him low tuition and high quality education. He knew that if he can't go back home, why not do something productive for a change? Instead of ending your own life through suicide just because there's no hope in continuing to live, why not use it wisely?
After graduating, Atem found work at a very famous card shop. The manager knew who he was, because he knew he was crowned King of Games. The manager wanted someone charismatic and at the same time good duelist... and that man was Atem himself.
Atem works at the card shop nine hours a day, seven days a week. Sometimes, he faces a lot of customers, arrogant and confident. Apparently, Atem just keeps winning every duel.
Two years later, he visited Marik in Egypt for his vacation. Marik told him about his dream. His dream was about a Roman legionnaire with the same hair design as Atem and a man with dark hair who has a crew cut hairstyle, and carries an inverted cross. The man with the inverted cross, held another cross in his hand which was the cross of Christ. He cursed it through spitting and chanting demonic words to it. The man with the inverted cross gave it to the Roman legionnaire. The legionnaire dropped the cross and stomped it until it was completely crushed.
Atem did not believe it at first and he thinks that dreams don't come true. One night, the night before he leaves Egypt, he head a dream. This dream was no different that Marik's dream. When Atem awoke, his lungs were weak and his heart was beating furiously.
Atem pondered onto that dream, wondering if another hellish event was about to happen in his life. When he got back to Boston, he still continued pondering and analyzing every detail of the dream, consulting psychologists and books, but there was no exact explanation for his dream. There were so many explanations that Atem himself can't decide which explanation to believe.
Present Day Boston...
All hell will break loose, Atem thought, as he stared out of his apartment window. Atem sat comfortably on his couch while sipping his coke from his glass. I just hope Yugi's alright.
He closed his eyes and continued sipping and a few seconds later, he stood up and placed the glass on top of desk, to the right of his couch. When he was done, he walked up to the couch and lay down on it.
Gee, what a day! This day is so, damn... WEIRD! Atem thought.
He tried to remember all the weird events...
When Atem went to work three hours ago, there were no customers that arrived, not even one. This was sure bad luck for the card shop. Three hours later, the manager told him to get the day off because there weren't any customers, Atem protested but the manager insisted. The manager gave him a hundred and fifty dollars just to convince him to get the hell out of his shop and take the day off. Atem obeyed, snatched the money quickly and took the day off, thinking it's not so bad to not go to work once in a while and receive a hundred and fifty dollars that quick. Atem began to have second thoughts. Normally there would be at least twenty to fifty customers coming and going, in and out of the shop.
As he arrived at his apartment, everything was as silent as ghost town would be. It was so silent that Atem could hear his footsteps. Normally, people lodging here would talk really loud or couples would shout at each other because of problems, and kids would stomp a lot at the floors because of playing, but today, no one did that. Atem began to have second thoughts again. Okay, this is getting to weird; I'm going to my room.
His mind returned to reality. Atem rolled on his couch so he could be positioned face down. A few minutes later, he got up from boredom and checked his watch. It was five thirty in the afternoon. Atem just sighed and he walked to the right until he got to another table with huge piles of paper on top. He was searching for his Millennium Puzzle under the huge pile when suddenly.
Atem's heart beated fast… and then… an explosion was heard.
Atem's brain was shocked as if his brain had received a 200 volt shock! Next thing was, he thought his apartment had been hit by some sort of artillery because of the loudness of the explosion.
Atem sensed the explosion might have happened in the top floor. Taking the Puzzle, he wheeled to the door and just as he opened the door, an unsuspecting bystander wearing a Roman legionnaire's armor shoved a wooden stick right to Atem's forehead.
Halfway to being hit by a stick...
What the hell? Atem thought as his mouth opened a bit, as if he was gonna scream. Atem caught a glimpse of the legion's hair... which was long. A woman
But it was all to late, just as Atem got a clear look on the legion's face, the stick had already been thrusted to the poor pharaoh's forehead.
Atem was knocked unconscious on the floor.
"That was easy," The legion which we now know is a woman, muttered gently. "Too bad I had to beat you up..."
Then she caressed the face of the unconscious pharaoh. "... My dear pharaoh".
After caressing the pharaoh's face, the legion, takes out a scroll and chants in Hebrew language. When all was done, a portal came out.
"You'll be safe with me, pharaoh," the legion said as she carried the pharaoh.
They stepped in the portal, and the portal disappeared after a split second.
Meanwhile, a few kilometers away from Boston, two legionnaires where holding remotes...
"Boss, is it ready yet?" The first one said.
"Just push the damn button, asshole!" The third one fired back.
The first one pushed the button and then...
BOOOOOOM!
Boston was in flames and there were moans and screams heard.
The legions plans were finally complete.
A/N: Hope you liked my fic! Please rate! Please wait for my next chapter.