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Notice: This story won't just jump into the action, kind of prolongs, but hey, that's just how I write, sorry D: Now onwards with the story!

'If he really rolls that way… then why date Anzu?'

That bugged me to death almost all the way back home to the game shop.

'I'm smart; so why can't I use my brains to figure this thing out?!' I inwardly cursed at myself. But all thoughts from Yami and his strange comment left when I walked inside, only thinking about the new game.

It wasn't that old of a game either. Joey, an on and off friend, had showed it to me not to long ago. I thought that it seemed so cool, I wanted to get a copy of my own. Finally, *The Walking Dead was mine! I had finally arrived home. Thought of Yami now totally pushed to the side, I swung open the door and kicked my shoes off.

"Grandpa, I'm home!" I shouted, looking around. 'Did that old fool actually get scared of my game?' I thought, now worried for the safety of my grandfather.

"GRANDPA!"

"In here, Yugi!" I heard my grandfather's voice call.

Quickly, I ran into the room I heard the voice.

"Grandpa..? Are you playing my game?!"

"Of course I wasn't playing your game! I was merely setting it up for you!" he stated, and I had noticed he went through the trouble of getting the game in the station and volume set at perfectly. I smiled; the old fool was as excited as I was.

"Fine, you can watch." I stated, and could almost hear his leap for joy as he literally jumped on the couch behind me. My heart was pounding a bit; I had heard this story pulls at your heart strings. But that only made me want to play it more. Selecting the game, I wanted to choose formal but accidently hit standard, and it was game on from there.

Chapter One: A New Day

(After the opening credits)The story so for was that this guy was in a police car, for what I don't know. All I know is that he did something; thus, the handcuffs. But he seemed kind of sad and angry at the same time.

'I'm reading too much into this… But I wonder… What did this guy do?'

The cop driving fixed his mirror so he could get a better look at me. The guy and I both looks confused, but he seemed rather annoyed. Finally, the cop broke the silence.

"Well, I reckon you didn't do it." He said, obviously trying to start a conversation. They guy stares at him and your choices come on:

Why do you say that?

You know what they say about reckoning.

Does it matter?

…

Thinking, I thought 1 was the best choice.

"Why do you say that?" The guy asked, continuing to look at the cop as though he might sprout two heads at any moment.

"Y'know, I've drivin a buncha' fellas down to this prison. Lord knows how many. Usually it's 'bout now I get the "I didn't do it." The cop explain, but my character was too busy looking around to show that he cared much. Another choice appeared:

Every time?

And what did you say?

Not from me.

…

'Seems like there's always a …' I thought, as I choice 1.

"Every time?" My character asked.

"EVERY time." The cop answered. All of a sudden, the radio came on. I knew something was up as I listened.

"We got what looks like a 10-91E near Peachtre Exist of 285. All cars are asked to keep in lookout for a 9-"

"I followed our case a little bit, you being a Macon boy and all." The cop interrupted. 'This guy is chatty, isn't he?' I thought, as new choices appeared on the screen:

You're from Macon then.

So you've got an opinion.

What'd you think?

…

I chose 3, curious myself about the case. "What do you think?" He asked.

The cop shrugged. "I'm just glad I chose law and not order. A big messy trial like that. Even if you was innocent, a lot of what happened can't ever be undone."

"Geeh, thanks for making him feel bad." I said out loud, earning a laugh from my grandpa.

The radio was on again, this time sounding more serious.

"Be advised of medical personnel on route to Hartsfield, various 10's and 20's coming in."

Silence.

I chose to look at the mirror, and the cop and I made eye contact.

"I've got a nephew up at UGA, you teach there long?" He asked. I paused. 'So this guy was a teacher, alright.' I thought, seriously wanting to know more about this guy.

"Going on the 6th year." He replied. The cop nodded, taking in the information.

"You meet your wife in Athens?"

The guy suddenly looked sad, or broken and chose not to answer the question. He chose instead to look outside.

"You wanna know how I see it?"

Options appeared on the screen:

Not really.

I got much choice

Sure.

…

Thinking about how this could help shed some light on things, I chose the 3rd one. The cop straightens his back and looked into the review mirror. He was about to say something, but the glare that the guy was giving him was enough to shut him up. My character continued to glare. But that didn't stop the chatty cop from saying a few words.

"Regardless, could be that maybe you married the wrong woman."

Choices choices choices:

Fuck you. 'That's a bit vulgar.' I thought, looking at my grandpa. Even though nothing seemed to be happening, he seemed to be really in the game to care about the bad word.

Could be I did.

Or maybe she married the wrong guy.

… 'Everybody's favorite…'

I chose 3, but he didn't say anything, just grunted angrily and looked down. Before another thing was said, the radio came back on sounding a bit more alarmed.

"Riot in progress. All officers are available for incoming 217's Rolling calls and disputes are dispatched to all locations. Again my character looked out the window to see a helicopter fly by. This is when I started to wonder if the cop even cared to listen to the radio, or bother look up and see what has be going down.

I guess my character was just wanting some alone time, but with Chatty Kathy over here, he wasn't gonna get any.

"I'm driving this man once. H-he was the worst one. He wouldn't stop going about how he didn't do it." A pause. "He was a an older fella; big soft eyes behind a pair of smart folk glasses, and he's just whining back there, says it wasn't him. Crying and snotting all over, right were you're sitting."

'Oh that's just gross.'

The radio goes on again, and I'm getting ready to listen, but the cop annoyingly turns it off.

'This can't be good.' I could tell that my character had similar feelings.

"Then, before long, he started kicking the back of the seat li-like a fussy baby on an airplane. And I tell him he's gotta stop, that that's government property, and I'll be forced to zap him otherwise. So, he stops, and having exhausted all of his options, he starts crying out for his mama. 'Mama, it was all a big mistake, it wasn't me!"

Feeling like this game was starting to get boring; I hardly noticed the options when they came on screen:

Maybe he was innocent?

Man.

So, did he do it?

…

I, again, chose 3, seeing if this was gonna get anyway.

"So did he do it?"

"They caught the fucker red handed. Stabbin' his wife, cutting her up as the boys came in through the door! He sits in my car screaming bloody murder that it wasn't him! I think he actually believed it himself."

"Crazy how some people can get just to save their own skin…" I mumbled, but loud enough for my grandpa to hear and for me to hear him grunt in agreement.

And to almost agree with us, the cop said, "It goes to show, people will up and go mad when they believe their life is over."

This was when the music started to change. The cop is now hardly looking at the road in front of him, and there's something there. I felt my heart start beating as the object came closer, wait for the options. The cop was still rambling about some funny story when the options finally appered:

OH SHIT

WATCH OUT

FUCKING DRIVE

IN THE ROAD!

In a panic, I hit the 2nd choice. This didn't stop him from turning around. Then, we hit the thing head on. We swerved and lost control, busting throw the rails and into the forest below.

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But it's finished~! Sorry for the long wait, school and stuff can really suck! PlusIkindofhadnoideawhatvideogameIwasgonnachoosehe ehee

Anywho, this is part one of chapter one. Game chapter, not story chapter.

Well, hope you enjoyed! And yes, this is actually said in the game, no copy right intended and all rights go to their original owners!

R&R~! And until next time, stay toned my little devils~!