Here is a revised version of Season 1 of Yu-Gi-Oh! The Sodor Chronicles with more mistakes fixed and new things added in. The original version of the story was originally posted on the account of Jriddle41, but it's gonna be moved to my account. The story was done in collaboration between me and Jriddle41 (Sodormatchmaker on DeviantART), and we both own the OCs that are used in the story. Everything else belongs to their respective owners:
Thomas and Friends (c) Hit Entertainment and Mattel
The Railway Series (c) Rev Wilbert Awdry
Yu-Gi-Oh! (c) Konami
Song used in Intro and Outro (c) Unknown
WARNING: Again, the story is rated T (13-plus) for moments of violence and some suggestive themes. Chapter also contains some minor gropping on a female character (by a male character). Viewer discretion may be advised.
Opening up in the sky, the plane was still flying to its destination. However, the Tidmouth Teens were now flying somewhere in the United States, and that meant they would be at the airport in San Francisco very soon.
(elsewhere...)
Inside the fancy plane, everyone was in the kitchen eating lunch that Edward cooked up.
"I hope you like it, everyone," said Edward, bringing in a variety of food. "Some of these meals were made with some family secret recipes."
There were sandwiches, soup, potato chips, and lemonade. Everyone started to dig into the food.
"Yummy!" squealed Percy, while munching on a sandwich and a gulping down some soup. "Great food, Edward!"
"This is so delicious." put in Emily, finishing her lemonade. "How did you learn to cook like this, Edward?"
"It's all some very special family secret recipes." explained Edward.
"You must have also learned to cook from your parents too, right?" asked Thomas, while enjoying a sandwich.
"Yes, I did. I'm rather glad they taught me how to cook. I knew it would come in handy one day."
Emily was reaching for another sandwich just as Thomas was, causing their hands to touch.
"O-Oh." Thomas mumbled, blushing. "Were you going to have that?"
"Y-Yeah." Emily replied, blushing also. "B-But if you w-want it, then t-that's okay."
Both teenagers looked away, flustered with their situation.
"W-Why don't we split it?" suggested Thomas. He took out a knife and make a diagonal slice in the sandwich. Then he gave the larger half to Emily.
"Thank you, Thomas," Emily said sweetly. "Such a gentleman."
Unfortunately, the rest of the gang heard them both loud and clear.
"Man, when will you both just admit it?" asked Gordon.
"I-I have no idea what you're talking about." protested Thomas, blushing in embarrassment.
"Neither do I." agreed Emily, who was just as embarrassed as Thomas.
The rest of the gang merely laughed. They knew full well that Thomas and Emily both really liked each other, but they really did hope that the two would get together eventually.
(elsewhere...)
Meanwhile, inside the other plane flying to San Francisco, the people aboard were also eating lunch, but there was one group who wasn't eating anything... and they weren't even invited people. In fact, they were stowaways.
(elsewhere...)
Inside the cargo hold, there was a REALLY big duffel bag sitting in the middle of the hold, and there seemed to be three objects moving about inside 'em.
"How much longer?" complained a voice (male).
"We've been inside this smelly gym bag for two days straight!" said another voice (male). "And we have no food left!"
"Shut up, this plan of my is pure genius!" snapped a third voice (male).
Inside the bag, there were three 16-year old boys. The first had jet black hair and black clothes with a skull on his shirt, and a rather bulky body build. The other two boys were twin brothers; both had dirty blonde hair and dressed in black and yellow striped clothes.
"Are you sure this plan of yours will work, Diesel?" asked one of the twin boys.
"Quit your whining, Arry!" ordered the black-haired boy (Diesel). "This plan will work. Am I right, Bert?"
"Actually..." The second twin boy (Bert) started to speak.
"What?! Are you saying you both don't trust me?! We want revenge on Thomas Billinton, and this could be the only way to get it!"
"But why couldn't we have just ambushed him at the airport and stole his cards?" suggested Arry.
"Idiot!" growled Diesel. "Because his family and friends would have been there. We would've been caught for trying to do so. Besides..." He grinned deviously. "I think following him to the United States would be the perfect idea."
"Ah." said Bert. "Because there's also a certain someone you want to get back at for leaving the gang and dumping you those four or so years ago."
"Exactly." nodded the black-haired boy.
"I sure hope we get there soon." Arry whined, before adding as a joke... "Then we can get out of this bag before Bert farts again."
"Nimrod!" growled Bert, smacking his twin brother upside the head.
Diesel only sighed to himself. "All the friends I have to make who are Smelter teens and devious like myself, and I get stuck with two idiots."
(elsewhere...)
Back with the Tidmouth Teens, Percy and James were both having a friendly little duel to help warm themselves up for the tournament, when the voice of Gordon called out to everyone in the kitchen.
"Guys, check it out! We're here!"
The friends raced over to the windows the look at the ground below.
"It's amazing!" admired Toby. "The city of San Francisco is as big as I've heard!"
They were now flying over the city of San Francisco. Suddenly, a voice on the PA boomed...
"Attention passengers." said the voice (female). "We will be landing in ten minutes, please be seated until we touchdown at the airport grounds."
The nine friends sat in their seats and fastened their seat belts. They were ready to begin their new adventure.
Title: Playing with a Smelter Teen, Part 1
The plane had finally touch-downed on the run away and eventually stopped at the end of the runway.
(elsewhere...)
Inside the San Francisco airport, the teenagers all collected their luggage when suddenly...
"Welcome, my young friends!" cried a joyful voice (male).
It was Discord J. Crawford, who was walking over to meet the group of teenagers, accompanied by three burly men wearing business suits.
"Hello, Discord." greeted Thomas.
"Welcome to San Francisco!" Discord smiled widely. "Now, come with me. We'll take my personal limo to the hotel you will all be staying at."
"Wait!" called Henry. "Who will help us with our luggage?"
"Not to worry." The creator of Duel Monsters reassured. "My boys here will handle this."
The large gentlemen collected the Tidmouth Teens's baggage.
"Well, that's handy." James remarked.
"Now then, shall we?" asked Discord, leading the way.
(elsewhere...)
A few minutes later, a limo was driving out of the airport and onto the main highway leading directly into the city. Everyone (except Discord) was amazed at the sights.
"It looks so amazing." breathed Edward.
"Up until now, I've always wondered what America looked like." added Henry. "I love this place."
"Discord, how long did you live here in this city?" Percy asked curiously.
"For most of my life, Percy-boy." Discord answered. "I've actually lived in lots of other fancy cities through the United States when I was a wee young lad."
"Oh, please do tell us." Emily suggested, eagerly to hear the story.
"It would be my pleasure." And Discord began to tell his story - in a flashback.
FLASHBACK
It began at a grand hotel in hotel in Las Vegas. A young Discord was with his parents enjoying a grand ball.
"As you can see, my parents owned several hotels all around the US." PresentDay-Discord narrated. "One night, at a party my Father was throwing at one of the hotels in Las Vegas, it was when I met...her."
As Young Discord was making his way through a crowd of people, he came face to face with a beautiful young girl.
"Cynthia..." Present Day-Discord narrated, sighing dreamily. "She was just the prettiest young lady you would ever hope to meet."
Young Cynthia had long golden blonde hair and was wearing a pretty emerald green dress. Her smile made Young Discord blush.
"Ever since that day-" Present Day-Discord went on. "-the two of us were inseparable. I used to be a painter, and Cynthia would act as my muse on what to paint."
"Sounds like you and her were very close." The voice of Emily commented.
"So, what happened?" The voice of Percy asked curiously. "Did in the end, it didn't work out for either of you."
(new scene...)
Suddenly, seven years later, Flashback Discord had just proposed to Cynthia. The beautiful girl was so happy about it that she leaped into her future husband's arms and she and Discord shared a kiss.
"Actually, we were so in-love that we were actually going to get married." Present Day-Discord narrated, his voice growing very sad. "But, one day, tragedy struck."
(new scene...)
The happy, young couple were at the alter dressed for a wedding. Flashback Discord had slipped a ring on Cynthia's finger. They were just about to kiss when Cynthia fell to the ground.
"Cynthia had died on our wedding day from an illness. She tragically passed away at the young age of 17."
(new scene...)
Cut to a funeral... Flashback Discord watched as his beloved wife was sealed inside a coffin. The poor boy began to weep. Several months later, Flashback Discord was visiting her grave, which was carved with the name: 'Cynthia Crawford'.
"I was all alone." Present Day-Discord continued, trying his hardest not to cry. "Alone with no one else in my life other than my parents."
END FLASHBACK
The flashback ended, and Emily was shown to be crying.
"That is the saddest story I've ever heard," she sobbed, wiping her eyes. "To have the love of your life dying on your wedding day is simply tragic."
"Yeah." agreed James, tearing up, too. "That must have been awful."
"Yes, it was." sighed Discord. "For a longtime afterward, I was depressed."
FLASHBACK
A devastated Flashback Discord was sitting alone in his room unable to cope with Cynthia's death. A year later, however, his life changed. Flashback Discord, sitting in his room, was reading something in a book about the possibilities of reviving the dead.
"One day, while reading, I had found something that changed my life forever." Present Day-Discord narrated. "It was the possibilities of reviving the dead. And so, my quest for answers on that lead me to...Egypt."
(new scene...)
Flashback Discord arrived from a helicopter into the lands of Egypt. He held onto his hat as he walked through the village. Suddenly the wind blew his hat off.
"Whoa!" Flashback Discord (18) cried out, just before dashing after his hat.
The black-haired boy soon managed to catch his hat and then continued to roam around the small village, when he heard someone cry out...
"STOP, THIEF!" A voice (male) hollared.
Suddenly, a man, being chased by two guards, raced past Flashback Discord.
"What's going on?" Flashback Discord thought to himself, and decided to follow the guards.
The chase took the thief and two men into an alleyway, where the thief had nowhere else to run.
"There's nowhere left to run, thief." One of the guards warned, drawing a sword. "Give up quietly."
"N-No!" The man (thief) refused. "You can't have it!"
The two guards (swords drawn) were just about to attack when...
"WAIT!"
Flashback Discord ran up to the guards, attempting to help the thief in some way.
"It doesn't have to be like this." said Flashback Discord innocently. "Whatever this man has stolen, I would be more than happy to pay for! Just let him go."
The young man offered the guards some money... only to have said cash slapped out of his hand quite rudely.
"Young man-" One of the guards was saying to Flashback Discord. "-this scoundrel over here has stolen something very sacred to one of the ruins. For that, he must be punished!"
"There was no need to be rude!" argued Flashback Discord.
The guards grabbed the thief and dragged him away.
"No... NOOO!" screamed the man, being dragged away.
Flashback Discord watched the two guards drag the thief away. When suddenly, he was approached by a mysterious man wearing Egyptian robes and headdress.
"W-Who are you?" asked Flashback Discord nervously.
"My identity is not of importance." The stranger replied in a stoic tone. "For your own personal safety, there are certain things you should not get involved with."
The man then walked away. But now Flashback Discord was curious to know what he was hiding, and so decided to follow the man in secret.
(elsewhere...)
This led Flashback Discord to an underground ruined temple. Throughout the temple, there were ancient carvings carved on many of the stone walls, intriguing Flashback Discord further. Deeper into the temple, Flashback Discord eventually heard a voice talking to him...
"Well, aren't we the curious one." chuckled the voice (male).
From there, the same mysterious man (accompanied by some guards) walked out of the shadows towards a frightened Flashback Discord.
"I've warned you not to come here." said the mysterious man sternly.
"I-I'm sorry." stuttered Flashback Discord. "I know I shouldn't be here, but I'm here looking for answers."
"What answers?" The mysterious man, folding his arms, nodded.
"What did the man stealing that was so important? What are all these markings about? And is it truly possible to revive the dead?"
The mysterious man didn't say a word. Flashback Discord stared into the man's eyes for what seemed like forever before he (mysterious man) spoke again.
"I'm afraid I cannot help you in either of your questions." The man said slowly, making Flashback Discord disappointed. "However..."
The black-haired young man perked up.
"...since you've gotten this far, I wish to show you something deeper in the catacombs."
Flashback Discord followed the mysterious man deeper into the catacombs, rather nervous as to what was going to happen to him.
(elsewhere...)
But once they reached the deepest part of the temple, Flashback Discord's worries washed away, and his eyes widened with awe.
"What is-?" began Flashback Discord, but didn't bother to finish.
There were carvings all around the chamber, and each one depicted a creature of a sort from ancient times.
"These carvings-" explained the mysterious man. "-are taken back from thousands of years ago when the power of the Pharaoh was alive."
"Power of the Pharaoh?" repeated Flashback Discord.
The mysterious man nodded. "Yes." he confirmed. "Thousands of years ago, Egyptian Kings played a game of great and terrible power. They did battle with magic and monsters for riches and glory."
Flashback Discord listened to the man's lecture, and soon was shown to a doorway at the back of the chamber.
"Through this door-" The mysterious man went on. "-you will be reunited with the one you cherish the most."
Curiously, Flashback Discord entered. Upon doing so, he got the shock of his life.
"Discord..." spoke a familiar, female voice.
Flashback Discord could not believe it. There before him was what appeared to be his long, lost love, Cynthia.
"Cynthia!" cried Flashback Discord, as he raced towards his bride and held her in his arms. "Oh, Cynthia... I've missed you so much..."
"Discord..." smiled Cynthia.
Just before the reunited couple could share a kiss, something weird happened. Cynthia suddenly morphed into something completely different. It resembled a monster of some sort, and this caused Flashback Discord to fall down and back away in fright.
"What!?" he stammered, backing away.
It was then the mysterious man walked into the chamber.
"What did you do to Cynthia?!" demanded Flashback Discord angrily.
"Nothing." The mysterious man stated calmly. "I said you would be reunited with the one you cherished most, but I never said for how long."
Flashback Discord stood back up and stared square in the man's eyes.
"Tell me one thing; what is your name?"
"I am known as Shadi." The man (Shadi) answered.
"From there, what I've learned from discovering this tomb, I decided to create a card game based on what Shadi told and showed me." Present-day Discord narrated. "While many of you think that Duel Monsters was based on the popular Yu-Gi-Oh! TV show, you're partly wrong."
END FLASHBACK
The flashback ended, and Discord was finishing his story...
"Duel Monsters was based on the power of the Shadow Games." he continued. "Those games were extremely dangerous, and were used for acts of war and rebellion. However, in creating the game, I partnered with the company 'Boxford Corp' to create technology to replicate the times of the Shadow Games, but not the lethal kind."
Everyone was simply amazed by the story.
"So Duel Monsters started out from shadow games in Egypt?" asked Thomas. "Whoa..."
"I'm just speechless." added Edward.
"Me too." agreed Toby.
Percy had a question. "If you don't mind me asking, but who was the one who managed to stop the Shadow Games?"
It was then the limo arrived outside of the hotel, thus bringing a smile to Discords' lips.
"I'm afraid that's a life lesson best saved for another day." The creator of Duel Monsters merely said. "We're here now. Get checked in, and be sure to be up bright and early tomorrow morning for the start of the tournament."
"We will." nodded Thomas.
With help from Discord's guards, the Tidmouth Teens managed to get their luggage and enter the hotel.
(elsewhere...)
Back at the airport, lots of people (including Lady) were walking out of the gate coming from the Island of Sodor, and this included Arry, Bert, and Diesel.
"All right, boys." Diesel grinned. "Guess what we do first?"
"Cruise downtown and see the sights?" asked Arry.
"Get some grub?" asked Bert.
Diesel facepalmed himself. "No!" he snapped. "We need to get me one of those dueling machines, a glove, and two star-shaped coins."
The three Smelter Teens looked all around. There was hundreds of people around, many weren't even duelists but tourists.
"I don't think we're gonna find what we need." commented Bert.
"Oh, oil slick!" cursed Diesel.
Just then, a 15-year old boy wearing a Duel Disk and wearing a dueling glove walked out of a gate coming from 'Berlin - Germany'. This brought a smile to the three Smelter Teens...
"On the other hand..." Arry mumbled with interest.
Diesel and Bert both grinned evilly and joined Arry in slowly walking towards the nearby boy.
(elsewhere...)
Later outside the airport, Diesel, Arry, and Bert each exited the building, with the first now wearing a Duel Disk, dueling glove, and carrying two star coins. Inside the airport, the boy from Berlin was now stuck inside a trashcan, bruised, dazed, and outright confused on what just happened.
"I knew I zhould have stayed away from ze tournaments..." The boy said in a German accent to himself.
(elsewhere...)
Outside the airport again, Diesel, Arry, and Bert waved a hand nearby.
"TAXI!"
A taxi stopped, allowing the three to enter.
"Where to?" asked the driver gruffly.
(elsewhere...)
A little later on, Toby and Mavis were both taking a stroll down the street from the hotel to near the harbor. In addition, the former had borrowed Thomas's Duel Disk and deck to try and impress the latter. Soon, Toby and Mavis could both see the San Francisco/Oakland Bay Bridge.
"Wow, so that's the bridge connecting to Oakland." Mavis said in amazement.
"Pretty amazing." added Toby.
The two teenagers were so close to each other that Mavis then went and grabbed onto Toby's hand, staring at him lovingly.
"Not as amazing as you are." The blonde-haired girl flirted. "Especially since you're wearing Thomas's Duel Disk and carrying his deck."
Toby couldn't help but blush. "You're amazing too, you know." The brown-haired boy said right back. "And I'm really glad you've came with us to America."
Mavis blushed back. "That's really sweat of you to say, Toby."
The two teens slowly moved in for a kiss...when suddenly, someone bumped into Toby rudely and knocked him over. The force also spilled Thomas's deck of cards out of the Duel Disk. The stranger ran away laughing to himself. Toby and Mavis were both cross.
"Hey, you!" Mavis called out. "What's the big idea interrupting a sweet moment?"
Toby picked up the cards off the ground. "Some people have no manners." he sighed.
The brown-haired boy started picking up the cards, before Mavis knelt over and helped him do so. The two blushed as they felt their hands touching the other's hand.
"Thanks, Mavis." Toby said quietly.
"It's my pleasure...Toby." Mavis added shyly.
Just then, there was a coughing sound, snapping the two teenagers out of their love trance. They looked up, and saw Arry and Bert both with their arms folded and evil smirks on their faces.
"Hello there." They both said with creepy tones in their voices.
"Arry and Bert!" exclaimed Mavis, standing up. "What are you two doing here?"
"Oh, why not let our good friend, Diesel tell you?" said Arry deviously.
"Diesel? You mean he's here, too?"
"You called?" spoke an oily voice.
On cue, Diesel walked into the area. Mavis and Toby were both shocked to see that the devious black-haired Smelter Teen was wearing a Duel Disk and dueling glove.
"Hello, Mavis." greeted Diesel. "How's my old flame?"
"You've got a lot of nerve coming all the way out here." said Mavis crossly. "What are you even doing here?"
"And where did you get that glove and Duel Disk?" asked Toby.
Diesel smiled. "Isn't it obvious? I've been invited to this tournament, too. And it's the perfect time for me to get revenge on your friend, Thomas, for all the times he's humiliated me."
"You deserved it!" snapped Mavis. "You were nothing but a bully, and a filthy liar who loved ruining innocent lives for fun!"
"You won't be so mouthy once I reveal that you two are my ticket to getting Billinton a reason to come after me first!" Diesel snapped his fingers. "Arry, Bert!"
"Yes, Diesel." The twin brothers had slasher-like smiles on their faces as they walked slowly towards the two teenagers.
"Let's get out of here, Toby!" cried Mavis, grabbing Toby's hand.
Unfortunately, Arry and Bert were both faster and quickly broke into a run before Toby and Mavis could begin running away. In a few short seconds, the two Smelter Teens managed to grab hold of both of them by their shirt collars.
"L-Let go of us!" Mavis cried, while struggling to break free.
Diesel smirked deviously and walked closer to the two captured teens...but mainly to Mavis.
"All in good time." he said in an oily voice, touching the blonde-haired girl's left side of her face with his right hand... before lowering said hand down until it was gropping and squeezing her (Mavis) clothed breast. "You know, I've always wanted to do something like this for a long time ever since you left me."
"You... you...!" Mavis spluttered as her face turned crimson red. Why that...pervert!
"Get your filthy hands off of her!" demanded Toby, looking really ticked.
"Oh, I'll do just that." agreed Diesel. "But first, why not invite Thomas to join our little game?"
"What makes you think we'll listen to you?!"
Suddenly, the brown-haired boy found himself punched in the face by the black-haired Smelter Teen, knocking down onto the concrete ground.
"As I've said, I want a reason for Billinton to come after me." Diesel hotly replied. "You can go...but Mavis here is coming with me."
"Leave her alone!" demanded Toby.
"Unless you want her to get harmed, I suggest you go and fetch Thomas before I really lose my temper."
He throws a piece of paper to the brown-haired boy.
"Be sure to give that message to Billinton." Diesel continued. "Now then, we'll see you guys tomorrow morning after the tournament has started."
Diesel, Arry, and Bert each walked away, laughing mischievously, with Mavis (struggling and pleading) in captive. Toby could only watch helplessly before looking at the note.
"Thomas... Mavis..."
(elsewhere...)
A while later, Toby had returned to the hotel. When asked why Mavis was not with him, he showed his friends the note. Needless to say, many of the Tidmouth Teens were absolutely furious.
"Disgraceful!" said Gordon.
"Disgusting!" put in James.
"Despicable!" finished Henry.
"How dare Diesel do such a horrible thing!" seethed Edward. "I've half a mind to call the police."
"Forget the police." Emily pointed out. "We should report this to Discord."
Thomas was reading the note given to him.
"To Thomas Billinton,
Arry, Bert, and I have also entered Mr. Crawford's little tournament, and we have Mavis held captive. If you ever want to see her again, then you will meet me near the Golden Gate Bridge twenty minutes after the tournament has started tomorrow morning.
Be there. Signed, Diesel Horwich."
Thomas became enraged as he crumbled the note up.
"Diesel has done horrible things to us before-" The blue-haired boy growled. "-but this time, he's gone too far! I'm going to teach that bully a lesson he'll never forget anytime soon!"
"So, I'm guessing he's gonna be your first opponent, Thomas?" asked Percy.
"Yes." said Thomas darkly. "Diesel's done lots of despicable things in the past. Nearly getting Duck expelled, cause chaos in the schoolyard, and spreading lies to Fergus. But this...this is the worst thing he's ever done!"
With that said, the blue-haired boy picked up his Duel Disk and placed it on his arm with a look of fierce determination on his face.
"Brace yourself, Diesel Horwich. I'm going to make sure you never hurt my friends, ever again."
(elsewhere...)
The next morning; at the center of downtown San Francisco, Thomas and his friends were gathered to await for the tournament to begin.
"Look at all the duelists." Gordon said in amazement.
"Yeah," agreed James. "We're sure to be into some stiff competition. But we'll be ready for it."
One of them caught Edward's attention.
"Over there!" he called.
One of the duelists was a 14-year old girl with shoulder-length pink hair with freckles on her cheeks, and wore a pink shirt with a red rose stitched on the front, and a purple skirt. She looked really excited for this tournament to start.
"That's Rosie Vulcan." Edward pointed out. "The current champion of the New York region. I've heard she uses her cute charms to distract her male opponents so they would slip up on a move."
"Using her cuteness to distract boys?" asked Emily, not sounding very amused. "You don't see me stooping to such a low."
"But not in a deliberate or cheating way." Edward continued. "Rosie is actually a very nice and outgoing girl."
"I wonder where Lady is..." whispered Percy, looking through the crowd.
He couldn't see Lady anywhere, but did spot a group of girls fangirling over someone.
"I see a group of girls cheering over someone."
That caught James's attention as he looked where Percy was pointing. "Where?" he demanded crossly.
The group of girls were fangirling over a 15-year old boy with gray hair, wearing a green sweatshirt hoodie with the name 'Stanley' stitched on the front, gray pants, and white sneakers.
"That's Stanley Hudswell." said Toby. "He's the current champion of the Washington Region."
"And seems to be very popular with the girls." added Emily, while thinking to herself with a very small blush. "Not to mention handsome..."
Thomas felt a bit uneasy in his friend showing interst in another boy... Well, not nearly as much as...
"That guy thinks he's so popular." muttered James with jealousy. "Well, I'll show him. He's gonna be my first opponent!"
"Shush!" hissed Henry. "Here comes Discord."
On cue, the creator of Duel Monsters came out in front of the large crowd of duelists.
"Greetings, duelists!" boomed Discord into a microphone. "How are you all enjoying San Francisco so far?"
The entire crowd cheered loudly in response.
"Now, before I signal for the tournament to begin, I will explain how this will all work." From there, Discord began to explain everything. "First, when you received your invite, you've also received a glove and two star coins." He raised his right fist into the air, which showed a duel gloving equipped. "Before a duel, you will wager whatever star coins you possess, and when the duel ends, the winner receives all coins that were wagered."
Thomas looked at his dueling glove. "That sounds simple enough." he thought to himself.
"When you have run out of star coins, then you are disqualified from the tournament." Discord continued. "When you are disqualified, you'll have to board a helicopter at the airport and return to your city of origin. The tournament will last a whole week, so you must duel and win at least ten star coins before the Saturday of the next weekend. Only then will you be allowed to enter a special location for the final duels."
"Wow." commented Percy. "They've come up with everything."
"With that being said-" continued Discord with such enthusiasm. "-let the tournament begin!"
As soon as he said those words, fireworks took off in the sky as the entire crowd cheered loudly again. A few minutes later, the Tidmouth Teens heard a voice familiar to them.
"Hey, you!"
The group turned to the source of the voice. Thomas let out a shocked and angry gasp.
"You!" The blue-haired boy seethed.
It was Diesel Horwich, smirking deviously as usual.
"Where is our friend, you creep!?" asked Emily in a hostile tone.
"Now is that anyway to greet an old friend?" asked Diesel in a pretend hurt tone.
"Let Mavis go!" demanded Thomas.
"Oh, so you DID get my message?" Diesel grinned from hearing that demand. "Then follow me to our dueling site!"
He started to run off and away from the Tidmouth Teens.
"After him!" cried Percy.
"He won't get away with this!" Emily declared.
The Tidmouth Teens immediately gave chase after Diesel.
"Catch me if you can!" he cackled deviously.
(elsewhere...)
After ten minutes of chasing down that devious teenager, the gang finally arrived near the Golden Gate Bridge. There, Diesel stood waiting for the Tidmouth Teens.
"Welcome, 'the spider said to the fly'" The black-haired Smelter Teen taunted. "You've all fallen into my trap!"
"Where is Mavis, you snake?!" Edward demanded.
"Now that's not nice coming from a nice guy like you, Edward." Diesel replied, acting like he was hurt, just before pointing nearby. "She's right over there."
The friends looked in the direction Diesel was pointingover to. To their shock, Mavis not only looked badly beaten, but she also looked tired and feel very weak from hunger and being depriving of water. Arry and Bert were both by her side, ready to do anything more to the poor blonde-haired girl if given the command to.
"I've never forgiven Mavis ever since she left my gang and broke up with me." said Diesel angrily. "And you, Thomas! You've humiliated me for the last time ever since that stinky cheese incident!"
"Mavis did the right thing by leaving your gang!" argued Thomas. "She realized that you didn't care about anything but ruining innocent lives! Now let her go!"
"Oh, I will!" promised Diesel, activating his Duel Disk. "But only if you can beat me in a duel."
Thomas responded by activating his own Duel Disk.
"You're on."
"You can win this duel, Thomas!" Emily said encouragingly.
"Take that jerk down!" Percy threw in acidly.
The two duelists walked closer to the concrete platform to begin their duel.
"I'll bet my two star coins." Diesel claimed.
"And so will I." added Thomas.
"Take him down, Diesel!" cheered Arry.
"Yeah," agreed Bert. "Mop the floor with him."
Both life point meters lit up to 4000.
"Let's duel!" said Thomas and Diesel both at once (LP: 4000).
And thus, the first duel of the tournament had commenced...
"I'll take the first move, if you please!" Diesel shouted, drawing his opening hand.
Turn One: Diesel Horwich (LP: 4000)
Deck: (35)
Current Hand (5): Killer Needle, Skull-Mark Ladybug, Forest, Mystical Space Typhoon, and Trap Hole
The devious black-haird boy grinned upon seeing his opening hand... which consisted of Killer Needle, Skull-Mark Ladybug, Forest, Mystical Space Typhoon, and Trap Hole.
"Not the best opening hand, but it'll work for me." Diesel selected the Forest Field Spell card first. "What this duel needs...is a little change of scenery. And the Field Spell card Forest would agree with me."
He placed the card into the special zone for Field Spell cards. The whole entire area started turning into a forest, complete with bugs and plants.
"Ew, ew, EW!" wailed Emily, not liking any of the bugs flying past her. "Creepy!"
"If you think that's creepy." Diesel continued, smirking. "Meet my Killer Needle!"
A large bee-like monster materialized, buzzing like a...well, bee (Level: 4/ATK: 1200 - 1400/DEF: 1000 - 1200).
"That's the biggest bee I've ever seen." said Percy. "I wonder how much honey it would make."
Finally, Diesel took one more card from his hand.
"I'll lay this card facedown." The devious black-haired boy, finished, as a facedown card materialized behind Killer Needle. "Now give me what you've got, Billinton!"
Thomas grunted. "As you wish!" He drew his card.
Turn Two: Thomas Billinton (LP: 4000)
Deck: (35)
Current Hand (6): Gamma The Magnet Warrior, De-Fusion, Gaia The Fierce Knight, Monster Recovery, Collected Power, and Dark Magic Ritual
Thomas kept a neutral expression on his face and selected a card from his hand.
"I summon Gamma The Magnet Warrior!" The blue-haired boy announced, laying the mentioned card onto a monster field slot on his Duel Disk.
A pink colored machine (really of the rock-type) type monster appeared and posed for battle (Level: 4/ATK: 1500/DEF: 1800).
"Hold it!" Diesel spoke up. "You activated my set Trap card." He poked a button and the set card flipped face-up and revealed itself. "Trap Hole!"
A wormhole appeared on the ground where Gamma The Magnet Warrior appeared, and the monster was sucked into it.
"My monster!" cried Thomas.
Diesel chuckled. "Trap Hole immediately destroys any of your summoned monsters that have an attack of 1000 or greater, and your Magnet Warrior qualified for it."
"That sneaky weasel!" grumbled Toby.
"Weasel?!" huffed the devious black-haired boy. "I think you'd better watch your mouth, Toby. Not unless you want anything to happen to your pretty blonde-haired friend over there. Right, boys?"
Arry and Bert both eyed poor Mavis sinisterly.
"You wouldn't dare hurt her!"
"Keep quiet and maybe they won't." retorted Diesel, drawing his card.
Turn Three: Diesel Horwich (LP: 4000)
Deck: (34)
Current Hand (3): Skull-Mark Ladybug, Mystical Space Typhoon, and Reckless Parasite
The devious black-haired boy took one look at what he drew and laughed loudly.
"I kinda missed the joke." said Thomas acidly.
"I'm sorry." Diesel apologized sarcastically. "But I couldn't help but laugh at what I drew. But before I do play what I've drawn, I'll send Killer Needle to attack you directly!"
The giant bee monster charged at Thomas and stung him with its stinger, causing Thomas to cry out in pain (LP: 2600).
"Wow, that must have hurt." Gordon commented.
"Hang in there, Thomas!" called James.
But Diesel wasn't done yet. "Now I play the one card that will spell your doom!" He held up a Spell card called Reckless Parasite. "The Reckless Parasite!"
"Reckless Parasite?" Thomas quizzed. "What's that supposed to do?"
"This allows me to summon a Parasite Paracide from your deck to your side of the field." explained Diesel.
"But I don't have that card in my deck." objected Thomas. "You wasted your own card!"
Diesel snickered. "You might want to take a closer look at your deck."
The blue-haired boy looked and noticed that his Duel Disk was glowing all white.
"W-What's happening?" Thomas demanded, before noticting a monster card called Parasite Paracide, an insect monster with 500 attack and 300 defense, slipping out of his deck.
Quickly, the monster summoned itself onto Thomas's side of the field in attack mode.
"You were saying?" Diesel teased.
"How did that card get into Thomas's deck?" asked James.
"He didn't have it before." Percy stated.
Suddenly Toby thought about something. "The person from yesterday!" he realized. "He must have slipped the card into your deck while he was pushing me."
"Correction!" Diesel interrupted. "The guy who bumped into you and Mavis...was me!"
"That's right!" Arry spoke up. "It was all part of Diesel's cunning and genius plan!"
"Now he can't lose to you, Billinton!" Bert finished.
"Because as long as my Spell card is in play-" Diesel explained. "-all of your monsters will be equipped with a parasite token, turning them into insect-type monsters and preventing them from being sacrificed."
Thomas was now sweating bullets, he couldn't summon any of his more powerful monsters now. The Tidmouth Teens were now more furious than ever with the three Smelter teens.
"Diesel cheated!" Emily said accusingly.
"He should be disqualified!" protested Edward.
"You're right, I should." Diesel stated. "But the truth is... I wasn't even invited to this tournament."
"WHAT?!" shouted the Tidmouth Teens.
"He's right." Arry agreed. "We came here by sneaking aboard a plane coming here."
"Why would you sneak onto an airplane after us?" asked Henry.
"As I pointed out earlier, I wanted revenge on Thomas." said Diesel. "And what better way than by destroying his chance of being a professional duelist?"
"You won't get away with this, Diesel!" Thomas seethed.
"Sorry, Thomas, but I already have! Now prepare to lose your only chance of becoming a great duelist! As well as your friend, Mavis!"
On cue, the devious black-haired boy started laughing maniacally. Can Thomas beat this cheater and save Mavis? Or is this gonna be his last duel of the whole tournament? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out!
To be Continued!