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This is a new custom card from my archives:
Blade of Lost Souls
Equip Magic Card
The Monster equipped with this card gains 200 Attack and Defense points. Also, if the monster equipped with this card destroys a monster in battle, half of that monster's Attack points are added to the Attack of this monster.
One more thing. SoulofSaturn, I got your review after I started this chapter, so the dialogue will be longer.
On to the fic!
Chap. 5: A revelation and a tournament
Yami began his move by drawing one card. *Yugi? Listen to me!*
*What is it, Yami?*
*I think Hiei has the Millennium Eye; he has been reading all of my thoughts from the very beginning! We need to draw Slifer the Sky Dragon, now!*
*We can't risk that, Yami. Slifer was powerful as a hologram; imagine how powerful he is here! I have a better idea: we can beat him like we did Pegasus!*
*I hope you're right, Yugi; if we lose this duel, we lose everything!*
Yami came back to the duel, and was horrified to see Hiei laughing.
"You imbecile! Did you really think that the stunt you pulled on that hack Pegasus will work on me? If you thought that you could pull wool over my eyes, you are sadly mistaken! I have a power that can cloud and overwhelm any mystic device...as long as I can channel that power through another item!"
As he did before murdering Koenma, the A class demon tore off his headband to unveil the blood encrusted Millennium Eye.
"Yes, your majesty, I do have the Millennium Eye, and I installed it in the place where my Jagen Eye once was! Are you surprised, Yami?"
Yami began to chuckle as he placed 2 cards face down, and switched his Breaker into defense mode.
"Not really, Hiei. In fact, I'm kind of glad you did so."
The demon took on a look of horror, as his blood slowly drained from his face. At this point, he snapped.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, PHARAOH? LOOK AT THE COUNT! YOU ARE BEHIND BY 1800 LIFE POINTS, WITH NO WAY TO ACTIVATE ANY TRAPS AT ALL! THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS ARE DEVICES OF SHEER POWER; THEIR MIGHT CANNOT BE EQUALED! YOU MUST BE MAD TO THINK THAT YOU CAN DEFEAT ME! WATCH, YOU FOOL, AS I SCAN YOUR MIND TO DISCOVER YOUR TRUE PLAN!"
The demon began to search through Yami's mind, yet could not break down the barrier.
Instead of the King of Games' cards, Hiei had uncovered the labyrinth of his mind.
He shouted in a combination of rage and joy.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU IDIOT! DID YOU REALLY THINK THAT YOUR PUNY DEFENSES COULD DEFEAT MY POWERS? HA! NO ONE CAN DEFEAT ME, NOT EVEN THE SELF-PROCLAIMED KING OF GAMES!
"YOU SHALL SUFFER LONG AND HARD FOR ALL YOU HAVE ATTEMPTED TO DO! I WILL NOT KILL YOU, YAMI, BUT BEFORE I AM FINISHED, YOU WILL WISH I HAD SLAIN YOU!"
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!!"
The voice came from a human girl, about 9 years old with bright blue eyes, chin-length brown hair, and a bright pink party dress (A/N: Guess who?).
"Go away, little girl. I have more important matters at hand than dealing with snot-nosed brats like yourself."
"Oh really? I'll have you know that I'm nine and quite dangerous."
"Keep believing that, punk. Now tell me, where is the Pharaoh's mind?"
"I'm not telling. You're mean."
"I'm quite serious, child. Tell me where it is before I get angry."
The little girl said nothing.
"Tell me, now, before I throttle you."
The child did react this time: she stuck her tongue out at him and said something that sounded like "stupid bastard". She was no longer a child, but a lovely young woman in her teen years.
Hiei did not notice this; his only thought was immersed in anger.
Now under normal circumstances, he was a cold, calculating creature. The insult she had given him caused a complete reversal.
Lifting her up by the throat, Hiei began to strangle her while screaming in her face.
"GODDAMNIT! TELL ME WHERE THE PHARAOH'S THOUGHTS LIE, OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES! I HAVE A DUEL TO WIN, AND I WILL NOT HAVE SOME IMMATURE, BADLY DRESSED PSYCHO MESS WITH MY HEAD AND GET IN THE WAY OF MY DESTINY! TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW, OR I WILL FLAY YOU ALIVE AND BOIL YOU IN MOLTEN ROCK!!!"
"Well, you made three mistakes today. The first was challenging Yugi to a duel with someone else's deck. The second was to try to invade his mind. And the third was laying your hands on me."
The teen pulled out a skewer from out of nowhere, and shoved it into the fire demon's leg.
"GYAHHHH!!! GODDAMNIT! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU?"
There Hiei lay, steeped in a pool of his own blood, wondering what to do about the situation at hand.
This is a mental defense the likes of which I have never seen before. It's almost like whoever this woman is, she is connected to the vessel that this Pharaoh inhabits, like a portion of Mouto's very soul. Whoever she is, she must mean a huge amount to the Pharaoh's inferior with which he boards.
Yet that is not the only problem here. If I did not know better, I would imagine I had seen this wretch before, although I know I have never seen her in the entire course of my existence. Unless...
No, IT CANNOT BE!
Is this the embodiment of the force that was destined to challenge my power, the "Heart of the Cards" that the monarch rants about? Or is it...something more?
Hiei tore out the skewer, which morphed into sand and slid between his fingers. If this is the so-called "power of friendship" that defeated Maximillion Pegasus at Duelist Kingdom, than it will take more than the Millennium Eye to defeat Mouto and Yami.
I will need to fuse the power of the Millennium Eye and the Shadow powers I metabolized from the Makai Prison Fortress. Not only that, I will need to tap into the ancient power of King Yama himself. It is the only way I will be able to overwhelm the Millennium Puzzle and the defenses within!
The demon stood up, and his ceremonial garb was replaced with something much more powerful.
The cloak of the High Priesthood of the Demonic Order was replaced by shimmering black armor, plates upon plates of cold, dark steel trimmed with a dark blue and red, indicated in elaborate designs of vast battles taking place over torn wasteland.
The gauntlets were rimmed in a mercury-like substance that reflected many different colors and hues as the angle of light altered. Emblazoned upon each was a set of Hieroglyphs that read "Darkness reigns, Light defends, when will yonder battle end?"
Yet the most frightening aspect of this armor was the helm. It was in the design of a British bassinet helmet, yet the visor was in the design of a Red-Eyes Black Dragon. Both eyes, carven of a rare mixture of amber and rubies, burned with a fury the likes of which the girl had never seen. Yet she hardly got to see it closely; before she could get a good observation, Hiei had vanished into midair.
Back on the field of battle, the King of Demons issued his mighty roar.
"Know this, Yami! You may have been able to prevent my access to your mind this time, but there is no way on Earth you will hold me back so easily again! Once I find the weakness to this imbecilic defense you have set up against me, you will fall at my hand, and once the Power of Egypt is at my disposal, nothing will stop me from ruling the world! Not you, not Yusuke Urameshi, not even the force of the Deus ex Machina!*
"For over five thousand years, my family has pined for the power to overthrow King Yama and his system of power. It was said in my village of dark fire that he who would destroy Yama's son would rule the universe! I fulfilled that prophecy, and this defeat will seal my ultimate power. So make your move, Yami! Nothing will save you now!"
During this long-winded speech, Yami had been looking through his hand for the proper cards to defeat Hiei...and he found them.
"That is where you're wrong, fiend. You seem to not realize something: my hand is loaded with magic cards, which means you're finished. For you see, you laid everything in place for this final move.
"I can only assume that you wanted to see the Heart of the Cards firsthand. Allow me to demonstrate. I play this Magic card, Offerings to the Doomed, to destroy one face-up monster. And I select Slate Warrior!"
Without warning, the Slate Warrior was bound by chains to a huge slab of iron. Surrounding the slab were seven white gold jars. Slowly but surely, the jars were causing the Slate Warrior to rot as his life force was drained into the jars. To put it simply, the Magic card was eating him alive.
"What have you done to my Slate Warrior?!"
"It's very simple. Offerings to the Doomed allows me to destroy one face-up monster on either player's field, but I must skip my next Draw Phase. Since your Slate Warrior was the only monster standing between me and your life points, however, it was well worth it.
"With your monster out of the way, I can destroy you with one move; for you see, Hiei, Relinquished isn't the only absorption monster in existence, as you have been led to believe. Behold one of the most powerful Spellcasters in Duel Monsters, the Magical Metaboliser!"
If you have ever seen an ameba, one of the strangest single-celled organisms in the world, then you will have a basic idea of what the Metaboliser looks like. This strange magician is basically a black slime that changes form every few seconds, with long, barbed talons and a coat of sharp spikes that pulsed with energy. (0/0)
For reasons unknown, Hiei was not impressed.
"AHAHAHAHAHA! Is this your idea of a joke? You think that this monstrosity of a blob can overwhelm me! It couldn't overwhelm a Kuribo, let alone the full power of the Master of Darkness!"
Yami smirked; this fool's ignorance would be his undoing.
"You apparently don't know the Metaboliser's special power, do you?"
"Sp...special power?"
"I knew it. For such a powerful duelist, you have very little knowledge of the cards themselves.
"The Magic Metaboliser has an effect that allows me to discard Magic and Trap cards from my hand. For each one discarded, the Attack and Defense power of the Metaboliser increases by 1000. So I will discard 4 magic cards to increase his Attack and Defense by 4000!" The blobby magician solidified and took the shape of a powerful titan armed with clubs and battle axes. (4000/4000) "Magical Metaboliser, attack his life points directly with Blast of Armageddon!"
The mage was just beginning to power up when Hiei attempted to save his hide.
"Ha! Did you really expect to escape that easily, Pharaoh? Activate Magic Cylinder! This rare and powerful Trap negates any and all attacks and transfers them to you're life points as battle damage! This duel is over!"
"For the first and only time, you're right, Hiei. With the exception of one detail: the victory is mine. Or have you forgotten your other powerful Trap on the field?"
"What do you mean, porcupine head?"
"Take a good look at your Magic Cylinder. It doesn't look so good."
He was right. The tube that under normal circumstances would have stopped any attack was melting. It could no longer withstand the attack.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
"You apparently forgot your Royal Command Trap you played earlier. It negates all Trap cards, including yours."
"So that means..."
"That's right, Hiei. YOU LOSE!"
The unusually haired Pharaoh was knocked off his feet by the impact of the blast. The magical force was literally tearing Hiei apart, as he slowly was dismembered, limb by limb.
"THIS ISN'T OVER, MOUTO! THIS ISN'T OVER!"
And with that he was vaporized.
Yugi was about to transform into his regular self and see if his friends were okay, when he saw a pentagram emerge. It was glowing brightly against the darkness of the house; suddenly, an all too familiar image appeared.
"SHADI?"
Okay, who didn't see that coming? Keep reviewing, folks.
*= Deus ex Machina is Greek for "God from the Machine". It was once used for theatrics, but here it means the Megadeii from Big O.
SAYONARA! For now...