Life Starts Now
Prologue
Sugoroku Mutou was standing in the middle of the front room in the Kame Game shop. He had been meaning to do something but, as tended to happen with his old age, he had forgotten. So now, he stood still, staring at the ceiling, wondering what he possibly could have forgotten.
The bell rang cheerfully as potential customers entered his shop. He had expected one of Yuugi's friends; Yuugi was sick and so had stayed home from school. Sugoroku was therefore rather surprised when he saw an extraordinarily pale man walk in with his harem. This so-called harem consisted of a man in a tan mask, and almost hidden behind him, a woman in a grey mask. Behind them all, silent, was a second man, who shifted into the shadows immediately upon entering.
"Can I help you?" Sugoroku asked. He had a weird feeling from the adults, and that feeling quickly turned to dread as the supposed leader raked his eyes over Sugoroku, as if scoping out his prey.
He had evidently not found what he was looking for as he spoke in almost flawless Japanese, except for something of a French accent, which to Sugoroku was an odd combination, and made it hard to understand him. "Is this the home of Yuugi Mutou?"
Sugoroku stared at them differently for a moment. Were they duelists? They didn't exactly look like them, but who knew anymore. "No. Yuugi Mutou does not live here," he said.
The woman scoffed loudly. "He's lying!" The second masked figure sighed heavily, and somehow managed to glare at the woman even with the mask on.
The French man let out a sad cry. "Oh, I did hope that it wouldn't have to come to this." His head jerked slightly to the side so he could see his silent companion out of the corner of his eye. "Munya." And that was all it took. With a grunt, the pale man in the shadows was upon Sugoroku. "Van Rook, get the boy."
Van Rook grumbled something like, "I've told you, I don't work with children" but never-the-less, started up the stairs with the grey-masked woman.
Sugoroku's desperation to save Yuugi caused him to loudly cry out, "Yuugi, run!"
CZR: Well this turned out to be short... Don't worry, the next chapters will be longer; this is just a prologue... :D It's exciting to see this finally getting on the road~ *Dances*
Doyle: *Raises eyebrow*
CZR: *Stops* ... What?
Doyle: Oh, nothing.
Zak: CZR doesn't own The Secret Saturdays or Yu-Gi-Oh.
Marik: Please read, review, favourite, and follow! It makes CZR happy (and we all want CZR happy because otherwise she turns evil, and writes bad fanfiction about us)
CZR: Oh yeah. You aren't in this story! I almost forgot. Also, Marik, don't tempt me. I can hear your thoughts *Creepy smile*