Disclaimer: No I do not own Yugioh.
06/28/2025
I've seen some pretty crazy stuff in my travels…but last night was some crazy crap. I mean…what was that guy. He definitely wasn't human, but then what was he? That smell…that aura…it was like he was some kind of evil being. But still…what kind of evil was he?
Cheveyo Qua
Lost as always
("Ow…my head…") Cheveyo groaned loudly and threw the blanket over his eyes. ("Sunlight is bad…burns…") His eyes snapped open and he leapt up, eyes looking around in confusion. "Daylight?"
He was lying on a large blanket in the middle of a forest clearing. The remnants of a campfire were just a few feet away from him, and all around him were numerous different pieces of camping equipment.
("Where am I?") He reached over and felt his backpack at his side. Opening it, he first checked for his journal and then for his duel disk and deck. And then he checked to see if all of his remaining equipment was inside the bag. ("Where am I? The last thing I remember was…") He shivered at the memory of that perversion of life that he had dueled. ("I blacked out…")
A low growl reached his ears and he froze. Slowly he turned his head to look back at the edge of the clearing.
And there was a dark red-furred wolf sitting just a few feet away from him. It snarled and started to slowly approach him.
"Fong, you need to stop with the divinations already. We need to go back to camp. Claw won't be able to protect the kid alone if someone finds us."
"Please do not disturb my concentration. I am trying to understand this sensation I am getting. Energy beyond this spiritual existence is at work here."
"Bloody hell, you're a crazy old bloke Fong."
"Yeah, but at least he's got his wits about him more than you do Jill."
Cheveyo felt the brush slap against his face over and over again as he ran through the forest. ("I have to get away! Why is it that everything seems to enjoy chasing me?")
The red wolf continued to follow him, though it held back. If it had wanted it could have easily caught him, but for the moment it was trying to figure out how to convince him to stop.
Nikolai Feduleyev stepped out from within the cave that the rest of the pack was located within. Taking a cigarette out of his jacket pocket he slipped it into his mouth and lit it in one swift move of the hand. Brushing a few locks of his long silver hair back, he took a deep puff and let the smoke rise up out of his mouth and into the air. ("We have to come all of this way for some kid. He'd better be good enough to be worth it.") Even in his mind his Russian accent was easily discernable.
Cheveyo went rolling down the steep part of the hill. ("I should….ow….have been…..ow…..looking where I was….going….ow!")
The red wolf sat at the top of the hill, huffing in anger. ("Stupid human.")
Nikolai froze and slid the cigarette out of his mouth. He took a deep sniff of the air and frowned. "Shit." Flicking the nearly burned out stick at his feet, he stomped his combat boots onto it and reached down to pick up his duel disk. ("You're not getting away. If I have to bind you, then so be it.")
Cheveyo hit the bottom of the hill running. ("Oh please don't….please…please!") He skidded to a stop as he realized that he had reached the end of the line. In front of him was a large pool of water that blocked his path. ("There's no way around it that would get me away from that…")
"Boy!"
Cheveyo's head snapped up and he blinked in surprise at what was standing across the pool from him. It was a man wearing a black vest that covered over his muscular chest, with a huge mass of silver spiky hair that came down his back and shoulders in lines. His calm blue eyes reflected the strength in his face and stance. "Who are you?"
"My name is Nikolai. I challenge you to a duel."
Groaning, Cheveyo started to back up. "I think I'll pass….but maybe next time…" A snarl from behind him caused him to freeze.
"You won't be leaving. Duel me here and now. If you win then you're free to go and the wolf will leave you alone. Lose and the wolf will tear you apart." Nikolai's disk slid into place. "So let's begin."
Cheveyo grimaced and removed his disk and deck from the backpack. Dropping it at his side, he slid it onto his arm and stepped to the edge of the pool. Lifting the device up, he activated it and slammed his disk into place. "Fine, then let's duel. When I win, you'll leave me alone right?"
"Correct, you'll be untouched by me and my associates." Nikolai calmly drew. "But I somehow doubt that will be happening."
"I'll show you!" Cheveyo smirked and drew.
Cheveyo- 4000
Nikolai- 4000
Cheveyo looked at the cards in his hand and smiled slightly. ("A good balanced set of cards to get on the first draw. This guy's toast.") "I set one monster face-down on the field and three cards face-down. End turn." A horizontal card appeared, as did three cards behind it.
Nikolai drew. "A defensive start…" His eyes flicked to the drawn card and he placed it onto his disk. "I summon Seraphim Gunslinger (1700/1200) in attack mode." The water of the pool turned into a swirling whirlpool and an angelic form floated out of the hole onto the field. It was a feather-winged man with a cowboy tilted over his face to hide his head. Slowly it tilted the hat back enough to reveal one green eye that watched Cheveyo coldly.
"Attack the set monster now!" Snapping its wings back, the Seraphim broke out a pair of handguns that it snapped up to point at the set card. Two loud blasts rippled the water as the set monster was blown apart.
Cheveyo held up his arm to keep the water off of his face. "Reverse card open! Rope of Life!" A golden rope fell out of thin air and dropped into the water. "This trap card lets me discard my hand to special summon back the monster that was just destroyed!" The roped drew itself upwards and pulled a brown-furred beast into view. "This card revives Gazelle the King of Mythical Beasts (1500/1200) with 800 more attack points!" (2300/1200)
Nikolai looked down at his hand cards. "End turn."
Cheveyo drew. "From my hand I play Pot of Greed!" A green smiling jar appeared on his field. "This card's special ability lets me draw two cards!" Snapping two cards off of his deck, the boy smirked slightly. "Go Gazelle, attack Seraphim Gunslinger now!" The beast roared and slashed its claws across the angel's chest, blowing it apart. "End turn by setting two cards face-down!" Two new cards appeared on his field.
Nikolai drew. "You think you have an advantage?"
Cheveyo blinked in surprise and looked at his opponent's life point total. "But…why didn't you take life point damage?"
"When Seraphim Gunslinger is destroyed in battle all battle damage to me is zero." The man looked at his drawn card. "All I do for this turn is simply set a monster face-down and one card down behind it. End turn." The two called cards appeared on the field.
Cheveyo drew. ("I've already got him on the ropes…") When his eyes looked upon the drawn card he nearly gasped in surprise. ("Hidden Spirits Totem-Wolf…the card from before that fused with Wendigo Ahroun into Spirit Warrior of the Wolf. Without a Hidden Spirit monster in play it can't be summoned though, so for now I'll just have to work with Gazelle.") "Gazelle! Attack the set monster now!" The beast slashed through the set monster.
Nikolai held up the card. "Agido's (1500/1300) special ability activates now. When this monster is destroyed as a result of battle its effect triggers. Now I roll a die. I may revive one angel of the rolled number in level stars from my graveyard!" He held up a white die which he hurled across the water. It landed on the surface of the water and stopped on a four. "And because it is a four, I special summon Seraphim Gunslinger back to the field!" In a flash of light the angel reappeared, its guns at ready.
Cheveyo gulped in surprise. "I end my turn…"
Nikolai drew. "Then now the stage is set for your end. I play the field magic card Sanctuary in the Sky!" All around the pool huge white pillars sprang up, and golden light fell upon the field. "While this card is in play all battle damage through angels is zero!"
"Your monster already had that effect." Cheveyo felt something frightening about this opponent. It was a power that was something beyond his control….and his experience. ("I'm not sure if my cards are cut out for this.")
Nikolai took another card from his hand and placed it down. "Now I summon Warrior of Zera to the field." (1600/1600) A warrior holding a single brown sword appeared in play. "Now I sacrifice this monster to special summon Archangel Zerato!" (2800/2300) The warrior disappeared in a flash of light and was replaced by a huge angel holding a long curved scimitar. "This monster will be your end. Zerato, attack Gazelle now!"
"Reveal Shadow Spell!" One of Cheveyo's set cards flipped up and released a spray of chains that swallowed up Zerato. "This continuous trap will prevent your monster from attacking or from switching modes. Also, its attack drops by 700!" (2100/2300) "So now I can destroy it next turn!" The Native American boy felt better. This duel was his.
"Archangel Zerato's special ability activates now!" Nikolai discarded a card from his hand. "By discarding one light attribute monster from my hand I can destroy all monsters in play if Sanctuary in the Sky is active!" The mighty angel flapped its wings once and a golden dust fell over Gazelle, blowing it apart. "End turn."
Cheveyo drew. ("This card won't do me any good.") "I end my turn."
"Then you truly aren't as good as I wished you to be." Nikolai drew. "However, I will treat you as a serious opponent all the same!" He threw a card down. "I summon The Angel of Force-Mars!" (0/0) A red-skinned angel holding a hammer appeared on the field. "Now Seraphim Gunner, attack his life points directly!" The angel's wings snapped back and it aimed its guns right at Cheveyo. Letting out a pair of expert shots, Cheveyo cried out and stumbled back a step.
Cheveyo- 2300
Nikolai- 4000
("At least…that's all the damage he can do to me for this turn.") Cheveyo started to reach for his deck…but cried out in pain again as a hammer slammed down onto his shoulder. "What?"
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 4000
Nikolai shook his head slowly. "Foolish boy…Mar's special effect raises its attack and defense points by the difference in our life points if my life is higher than yours." (3400/3400) "So therefore when Seraphim Gunner attacked you then you lost 1700, so the attack of Mars was 1700. However, because of your trap Zerato cannot attack. Therefore my turn is done."
Cheveyo stumbled to his feet and drew. ("With an effect like that there is almost no way for me to overcome this guy. But I have to try…") He looked at the drawn card. ("Alright! It's Hidden Spirit-Wendigo Ahroun.") Taking the card, he threw it down. "I summon Hidden Spirit-Wendigo Ahroun (1900/1700) in attack mode!" A red-skinned man wearing Native American warrior clothing appeared on the field.
"Also, from my hand I special summon Hidden Spirit Totem-Wolf!" (1400/1200) A huge wolf with blue symbols in its fur appeared in play and howled. "This monster raises the attack of all Hidden Spirits in play by 500 while it is in play!" (2400/1700) Wendigo Ahroun lifted its spear and eyed the three angels.
Nikolai looked at Mars. "My monster is at 3400 attack points. Nothing you have will be enough to finish it off."
"We'll see about that!" Cheveyo slammed the last card in his hand into his disk. "I activate Mystical Space Typhoon! This quickplay magic card will destroy Sanctuary in the Sky!" A blast of wind shattered the temple-like surroundings around them. "And because that card leaves play the attack of Mar's now becomes zero!" (0/0) "Wolf Totem, Spiritual Flame!" The wolf howled out a blast of blue fire that washed over the red angel and blew it apart.
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 2600
"Wendigo Ahroun, attack Zerato now!" The warrior howled in tandem with the Totem and dove forwards, piercing through the weakened angel's chest with its spear and blowing it apart.
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 2200
Nikolai frowned slightly as a sound reached his ears. It was snickering.
"What's the matter Nikolai? You gettin yer arse kicked by a kid? And here I thought you were the big bad leader." Sitting on a rock not too far away was a man in dark green pants and an orange shirt. Rubbing at his stubble, the red-haired man snickered again. "Or maybe this is just beyond you?"
"Silence yourself Conn." Nikolai drew. "I assume your turn is done?"
Cheveyo was surprised by the arrival of the new guy, but he wouldn't let it break his concentration. "At the end phase of my turn Hidden Spirit Totem-Wolf returns to my hand." The wolf disappeared and the power burst for Wendigo Ahroun disappeared with it. (1900/1700) "End turn."
Nikolai looked at his drawn card. "I activate my Pot of Greed. Now I draw two cards." He drew twice. "Now I play the continuous magic card Spell Absorption. As long as this card is in play I'll gain 500 life points per magic card that is played. Now I play Sanctuary in the Sky!" All around them the field warped and changed into its temple form again.
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 2200
Cheveyo frowned. ("Not good….he has that field card back in play again.")
Nikolai closed his eyes. "I reveal Call of the Haunted. This trap card will revive one monster from my graveyard to the field. Revive now Warrior of Zera." The warrior appeared on the field again. "And now I activate the magic card Monster Reborn. This card will revive one monster from my graveyard to the field. Archangel Zerato shall be revived when I sacrifice Warrior of Zera!" The warrior disappeared in a flash of light and the mighty angel lord appeared on the field.
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 2700
Cheveyo frowned and pointed at one of his set cards. "Go Threatening Roar!" A blast of sound tore across the field and shook the temple. "During this turn you cannot attack."
Nikolai frowned and glanced back at Conn. "Not a word out of you. End turn."
Cheveyo drew. ("Alright, I got it!") "From my hand I play Polymerization! This card lets me fuse Hidden Spirit-Wendigo Ahroun and Hidden Spirit Totem-Wolf together!" The wolf appeared on the field and howled as it and the warrior were pulled into a glowing vortex. The emerging warrior was just like Wendigo Ahroun except that it was clothed in a wolf's fur. "Spirit Warrior of the Wolf!" (2200/2000)
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 3200
Nikolai's eyes widened. ("What is that thing…and why do I feel an aura of power from it?")
"Reverse card open!" Cheveyo pointed at one of his set cards. "I activate the continuous magic card Sealing Swords of Death! This magic card will drain the attack of all of your monsters by 200 per monster in my graveyard! This card will only last two turns though!"
Archangel Zerato (1800/2300)
Seraphim Gunner (700/1200)
"Spirit Warrior of the Wolf, attack Zerato now!" The warrior drove its spear into the angel's chest and blew it apart. "Because of Sanctuary in the Sky you take no life point damage during this turn. So I end my turn."
Cheveyo- 600
Nikolai- 3700
Nikolai drew. "Now I play…the continuous magic card Golden Altar." A golden altar appeared behind the Seraphim Gunner. "For this card's effect to work I have to sacrifice 1000 life points and give them to you. Also, I must destroy one angel in play." Seraphim Gunner exploded into dust. "Prepare yourself boy…for a power beyond your comprehension. Golden Altar lets me special summon one angel from my deck that has twice the level stars of the sacrificed angel monster."
Cheveyo- 1600
Nikolai- 3200
Jill Heaton, an attractive woman in a smart black business suit, sat down next to Conn. "So Nikolai's dueling the kid huh?"
"Yup. And from what I can see that kid's about to get his arse kicked swiftly," Conn Ronain's Irish accent always sounded funny to her, but she understood basically what he had meant.
"Nikolai takes the boy too lightly." Fong Suzuki, an old Japanese man in a pair of black kung-fu pants and shirt sat down on ground next to the two. "His spirit is strong for him to have to been able to defeat one of the Wyrm spawn in a duel."
"Still…this is Nikolai we're talking about." Jill pouted gently. "Mister 'I'm so full of my own royal self that I once nearly killed a man for not referring to me as such."
Conn smiled slightly. "I want to see the kid myself. He has it in him, I know it."
Nikolai caught a card that was spat out of his deck and threw it down. "I summon Guardian Angel Joan (2800/2000) to the field!" A woman in white robes appeared on the field, her voice a heavenly chant.
Cheveyo smiled slightly. "But the effect of my Sealing Swords of Death drains your monster of attack power."
"Not true actually…" Nikolai pointed at the Golden Altar. "When I use the effect of Golden Altar, I can sacrifice it and one card in play to destroy all magic and trap cards on your field if Sanctuary in the Sky is in play!" The Altar exploded, as did Spell Absorption. Then both Cheveyo's Swords and his set card shattered.
"You're left open now! Go Joan, Heavenly Chant!" The woman began to sing…and Spirit Warrior of the Wolf cried out in pain as it exploded into dust. "Guardian Angel Joan has a special ability as well! When she destroys a monster as result of battle I gain life points equal to the attack of the destroyed monster!" Golden light fell around Nikolai's feet. "Since I have no more cards in my hand, my turn is done."
Cheveyo- 1000
Nikolai- 5400
Cheveyo dropped to one knee and felt every wound he had sustained from his duel last night start to creep up on him. ("He's like some kind of monster. No matter what I do I can't match him at this.")
To be continued…
Author's Notes: This chapter was longer, but I thought it better to split the information into smaller bits so that you guys don't burn yourselves out by reading it. Also…
To Rex: Thanks for the kind words good sir. As for the Wyrm, you'll learn about it soon.
To G.O.T. Nick: And thanks to you as well. Trust me, Wendigo Ahroun is the tip of the iceberg as to what these cards can do.
To Raine: You're meant to be confused at this point in the story. I won't make everything so cut and dry in this.
To John: A Phoenix huh? The Wyrm isn't a group. You'll understand soon.
To falcon demon general: You think things were heating up last chapter?
To Sinister: Yup…that it is.
To the real agent smith: Yeah, it does huh: P
To Seeker of the Soul: You're warm, but still off by a bit.