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YuGiOh: Eye of Fire

Chapter 1: Changing Personalities

August 16th, 2012

Yugi closed the notebook and leaned against a tree branch. He allowed his legs to drape over the tree trunk, and closed his eyes. The chirping of the birds filled his ears and he smiled, memories of a small village flashed behind his closed lids. He opened his violet eyes and looked to his right, where soothing shades of pink stained the sky, followed by a brilliant fire of red and orange. This tree was his favorite place. Ever since he moved here when he was four, he had found comfort in the symphony of the forest. Dawn was his favorite time to be here, when the forest's symphony was accompanied by the vibrant dawn.

Well, about time to return home. Thank God for Saturdays, He thought.

Yugi removed a piece of bark from the tree, revealing a hidden storage area. He gently placed the notebook inside, and closed the storage area. He jumped out of the tree, landing perfectly on his feet and running straight for Domino City.

Yugi looked at the watch on his wrist. 4 AM. No one would be up at this time. He still had time to practice. He stopped near the border to Domino City and turned around, running back into the forest. He finally reached a small clearing, where a sharpened stick lay in the center. He smirked as he picked up the stick. He imagined the confused looks on his friends' faces if they could see him now. It was pretty amusing. But he knew that if he came into contact with one of the slavers that burned down his old home, he knew he would have to know how to defend himself. He couldn't let anyone know though. He had no way of knowing if they had any connections to the arsonists.

Yugi pretended one of them was in front of him, brandishing a knife. The pretend opponent swung, and Yugi parried, countering with a vertical swing. He visioned his opponent falling to the ground. Yugi nodded, satisfied with the outcome. He didn't deal the final blow, however. He would never kill his enemy unless it was completely necessary. It went on like that for a while, either using the stick or his fists, but Yugi completely lost his sense of time. He only stopped once he heard a rustle behind him and whipped around, fists at the ready.

Who would be up at this hour? He thought, panic stricken. He looked at his watch, which said 9 AM. Oh. The voices he heard made him bolt for the other side of the clearing almost immediately.

"Hey Joey, why're we here anyway?" Tristan asked as the gang entered the clearing.

"To be honest, I don't really know," Joey replied. "I just feel as if someone is waiting for me here."

"Are you sure, Joey?" Yami inquired.

"Yeah, this place is deserted," Tea muttered. "In case you haven't noticed."

"Wait guys, look at dis!" Joey picked up the pointy stick Yugi was using. "It's been sharpened. Someone's definitely been 'ere!"

Well, there goes my cover. Plan B time, Yugi thought. He rubbed his hair rapidly, breaking the formation of the spikes and sending his hair careening down. He rubbed until he could see the violet trim fade to gold. Good enough. Then he reached up into his left eye and removed the violet contacts, revealing blue underneath. He left the right contact in, it made him look more intimidating. Wait, since when do I want to look intimidating? Yugi shook his head, clearing it of those thoughts. He could worry about it once he was finished.

"What do you think you're doing here?" He asked, deepening his own voice until it sounded exactly like Yami's.

"Hey, we have a right to be here!" Tristan shouted.

"And who are you anyway?" Tea asked. Yugi laughed, still in his 'Yami voice.'

"Why should I tell you? Now leave, before I make you."

"Oh so it's a fight ya want?" Joey cracked his knuckles. "Then it's a fight you'll get!" Joey and Tristan lunged forward, to where Yugi was still concealed in the undergrowth. He didn't want to fight them, but it was necessary. Yugi launched himself forward, into the open, and did a spinning kick, knocking Tristan right out of the way. He aimed a punch at Joey, who instantly parried and countered.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Duke suddenly ran into the clearing, stopping right behind Yami. Tristan got back up and tried to get Yugi by surprise by attacking from behind, but Yugi simply turned and punched Tristan in the chest. "Dudes, get outta there!" Duke called. "He's holding you both off with barely a sweat!"

"Fall back!" Yami rushed in and pulled Tristan away as Duke pulled Joey away.

"Hmm. Maybe you should listen to your friends," Yugi murmured. "But, I admit, you all are quite interesting to me. Come back on this same day in a week, and maybe we can talk peacefully." With that, Yugi ran, not looking back to see his friends' confused faces as he left. He circled around the clearing and made a beeline for Domino City. He needed to fix his disguise, and fast. Before Yami caught up.

Yugi fell onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to organize his confused thoughts. Why hadn't he bolted right away when his friends appeared? Why had they decided to go to the forest at 9 AM on Saturday? Why had he decided to deceive and even fight his own friends? And why did his personality change every time he was alone? Yugi stopped at the last question. Why did his personality change when he was alone? No matter how hard he thought, this question stumped him. And he had been thinking about this exact question for three months.

He got up from his bed, rubbing his neck. He had re-dyed his hair and reapplied his left contact. Now, instead of looking like some savage, he looked like Yugi once more. He ran down the stairs, taking two at a time, and right into the kitchen.

"Hey, Grandpa, I have to ask you a question!" Solomon Moto turned to look his son in the eye.

"Yes, Yugi?"

"What was Gold like?"

The old man froze, thinking of an answer, before replying, "He was very different from you. He had more of a violent, yet creative personality. He was always thinking of the strangest ways to overcome the arsonists if he ever had to defend himself. But he knew his limits. He knew that even though he was very strong for his age, he would never be strong enough. So he always practiced moves the required more speed and agility than strength. When I watched him practice, it seemed like I wasn't watching a mere child, but a small warrior." I was a lot like that earlier...Yugi thought. As if he could read his mind, his grandpa continued. "I think I know what's going on. You acted as Gold would recently, and you don't know why." Violet locked with violet.

"Your mark is coming. That's why."

So...what u think? I'm sorry if it's confusing, but it'll be clear at...some point...

Ya know what? Forget what I just said, because it makes me sound like I don't know what I'm doing...