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The Heart of Chaos
Prolouge Part 2: Answers
Time was of the essence.
Soon there would be nothing left.
Yugi would be consumed by darkness.
It had been 3 days so far, and the Wanderer still could not find the man who was once called the King of Games. At this point, it probably didn't even matter whether or not he was found; Yugi would probably be too corrupted by darkness to be of significant value to my goal. He'd seen it before: the darkness was a mind-wrecker that tore against everything in its path, making those that followed its path only shells of their former selves.
It had happened to many of his close friends and family; first the darkness filled you with false hopes and dreams, then it kicked you around like when you were nothing. And when you were finally down and suffering, begging for mercy, the darkness took you away.
That was how bad it had been for his family.
That was what almost happened to him.
And that was what was eventually going to happen to everyone on the face of the Earth and in all worlds.
That is, unless he did something about it.
However, the Wanderer had to face the facts of life. The odds of finding every suffering soul of darkness were very slim, and chances are that they wouldn't tell him their stories. Also, even if he found great stories for his collection, chances were that nobody would ever read it. People tended to forget the important things in life and stray off the path of goodness in order to obtain worldly things. No man could ever be free of darkness; people will always follow the darkness because every one is selfish and greedy. The Wanderer knew this all along, but he had not believed it; no, it was almost as if he didn't want to believe it.
But it was the truth. He knew it was the truth.
Realizing this for the first time, the Wanderer said, "This is pointless. My life is pointless." Sighing, the Wanderer took out his recorder and said the following message: "Mission Aborted. Repeat, mission aborted. Yugi Muto, aged 31, is now presumed dead due to succumbing to darkness. The time is 8:34PM, Central/Pacific."
The Wanderer put the camcorder away and took out his portal porjector. He often used it to escape certain situations and warp between worlds. It was similar to a ray gun, only it was silver and very small in size. He was about to press the green button on his porjector when he heard a cry for help.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
The Wanderer gasped and turned around. Somewhere, there was someone crying for help just behind him. He reacted on impulse and ran towards the sound. "Just hope I'm not too late..."
When the Wanderer found where the voice came from, he was astounded at what he saw. He swore he saw a man in tattered clothes running from little black creatures. This man had tri-colored hair that stood up like spikes, a blue choker around his neck, and no shoes on. Also, he was carrying a broken metal pole and whacking the creatures with it. The Wanderer was in shock: the man was Yugi Muto
Of course, the black creatures were Heartless, beings without hearts. He knew this because the source had told him earlier:
Flashback
"So what else do you know about this Yugi Muto you're telling me about?" the Wanderer asked.
"Well basically he's this Duel Monsters champion who got lost in this other world," the boy with spectacles and blue hair said. "See, he was feeling pretty bad about his life, what with his friend dying and all. He wanted to end his pain and suffering, so he eventually meets this witch who promises him the end of his suffering..."
"Power? Witch? You really expect me to believe that?"
"But it's true! All of it's true! Then he duels the witch! After a long time, I saw this burst of light! When I looked back, he was gone. The guy was gone as soon as I looked back!"
The Wanderer sighed. "So where is he now?"
"Rumor has it there was a great war between monsters and Heartless in a place called the World that Never Was, and Yugi was involved in it. Some say he was the hero, but others say he was an evil ruler in that battle. I should know: I was there!"
The Wanderer slapped the boy two time across his face. "Well, which one was it? Was he good or evil? He can't obviously be both!"
The boy cried again. "I don't know! I was hiding somewhere during the whole war! You gotta believe me, dude! It's the truth!"
The Wanderer shook his head. "Of course you would do that. Anyways, you're saying he might be trapped in that world?" The boy nodded in reply, and then the Wanderer said: "Okay, all I need is your name for documentation, then I'll be done here."
"Syrus. Syrus Trusdale. And you didn't hear any of that stuff from me. Plus, you should be aware of Heartless."
"What are those?"
"There dark beings whose main goal in life is to steal people's hearts."
"And what do they look like?"
"Well, they come in many forms, but some of them are little black creatures
"Okay, gotta go, bye!" Syrus ran off as fast as he could, far away as possible from the Wanderer. The Wanderer sighed and walked off.
"Hah! Beings who steal hearts! What are the odds of that?"
Now, as he saw the little black creatures now known as Heartless attacking the poor man, he knew for sure that Syrus hadn't been lying. The Wanderer knew for sure that the man was doomed...unless he did something about it.
He was about to run to where the man was until...
'Don't bother saving him. That would be breaking the promise you made,' the voice in his head said. 'You don't want to do that now, would you?'
"But that man is in danger! I have to save him, or else he'll die!" The Wanderer replied. It was true that the Wanderer had taken a vow to never help someone in need. Humans were beyond helping; they were a savage and vile race who cared for no one but themselves. The Wanderer had known that all too well. All his life people had been pushing him around and treating him like he was garbage. Not even his own family members cared of his existance; they just ignored him and went on with their lives.
But this time was different; someone's life was in danger. No matter now much he hated the human race, he could not stand the idea of someone dying due to his actions. This, he felt, was an exception to the vow he made years ago...
What made it even worse was that the man who was being attacked was the person he had been looking for: Yugi Muto.
"Don't worry! I'll save you!" The Wanderer leaped into the air and landed to where Yugi was. The Heartless had been making a pile on top of Yugi, but as soon as they heard the Wanderer, they leaped off Yugi and surrounded the Wanderer.
"Come get some!" As the Heartless swarmed over him, he kicked them and punched them in the chests, making them disappear immediately.
"Hah! Is that all you've got!
(3 hours later)
Now the Heartless were coming in millions. They had taken his notebook and pen and threw them off to the side. Now the Wanderer was defenseless. They were about to eat him alive, and he held up his hand in defense, when all of a sudden, there was a burst of light...
When he opened his eyes, he saw a key shaped sword with a keychain in his hand. As soon as the Heartless saw this, they ran off, leaving the Wanderer and Yugi alone. Confused, the Wanderer took a good look at the weapon. He immediately realized that it was the same sword he found earlier.
"What the..." The Wanderer was confused. How did this sword appear in his hand immediately when he was attacked. Was it destiny? Or was something else going on? The last time he found this 'Key sword', it had disppeared as soon as he touched it. So why did it come back?...
Anyway, this was no time for games. The Wanderer had found who he had been looking for. Now all he had to do was talk, and his mission would be accomplished.
The Wanderer walked to where Yugi was, with caution, to avoid scaring him. The thirty-one year old duelist was shivering, and was curled up in a ball. Either he was looking at the Wanderer's bandaged face, or it was the fact that he was looking at someone with a sword approaching him. Whatever the case, it was apparent Yugi wasn't going to talk the Wanderer.
The Wanderer noticed the fear and shock in Yugi's eyes, so he put the sword into the ground, went back to pick up his notebook and pen, then walked back to where Yugi was. He held out his hand and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yugi was startled by the sudden gesture and crawled away from the Wanderer. He started crying and put his head down.
The Wanderer sighed and put his notebook and pen down. "It's okay. You're safe now. Those creatures would have killed you if I hadn't stepped in. I won't hurt you; honest."
Yugi looked up. "W..Who are you..." Then, all of a sudden, Yugi began to lose consciousness.
The Wanderer ran to where Yugi was and held him up. "What the...are you okay?"
Yugi did not respond; he was in too much pain to answer. Slowly, he began to black out. Eventually, he was sprawled out onto the hard floor.
The Wanderer gulped. "Oh boy. Now what do I do?"
To be continued...
It looks like the Wanderer has got a lot on his hands right now. How is going to get his story with Yugi unconscious? Will Yugi live to tell his tale? And WHY don't I have any reviews for Part 1? PLEASE R&R! I NEED REVIEWS! (And Part 3 is coming soon
Heh, sorry about that. I WAY overreacted. Anyway, I decided to edit Part 1 and repost it, so please R&R! Sorry if this story is boring at first; don't worry; it will get better. The remainder of the story after the final part of the prolouge will be told in Yugi's POV and there will be better dialouge. Also, the Wanderer will reveal his special powers that make the story even more interesting. The story will be awesome: I promise. Just please review, or I may have to delete this story. Well, now...
Wanderer, out!
