Fullmetal Photoglide
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.
Summary:
The possession of Hayami Syuta by No. 25.
Scope the target. Angle the camera. Choose the shutter speed. Shoot the scoop.
Is this happiness, Hayami Syuta?
He who captures the future on film can never lose a Duel.
Professional photographer…Jealous journalists critiqued you a pest. You were filtered in with the paparazzi, the pesky privacy-suckers causing panic.
But without flashes of the negative soul, there would be no positive wishes to develop.
If you have focus – if you have the force to invert your soft frame of mind – you can force focus. You can be a focus force.
Believe you'll make the kill shot, and your pictures will have immediate impact.
Envision it, and they will have premeditated resolution.
Snipe with your telephoto lens, and you'll snap snapshots quicker than the scandal occurs! 25x the normal velocity!
Professional cameraman…Expose to Net News' editor-in-chief who's senpai and who's amateur! The big cheese liked his stories big? His stupid reporter could ride back to him with a nominated projection of pain!
Let's be candid. Image is reality. Possessing the power of the Numbers, changing the future is just clicks away.
"A super incident, wouldn't you agree? Mah, the separation between incident and accident comes down to personal opinion."
The love stage is cropped: The WDC blimp!
Mizuki-kun aboard, zooming for the prop airstrip.
Yuma-kun rejecting these fates.
A beam beaming nicely into the night. To the next turn. The next. And on the sixth, the Numbers holder's self-fulfilling defeat.
Unless there's a 7th channel to glide off the rail.
Or somebody glides through to crash-land the airship.
As long as the future has but one path, it won't be a photo finish.
