Author: Metaldix and Neverclaw PM
Luke never thought he'd get into so much trouble just for wanting to return Yugi Muto some cards. But will he and his friends accomplish their goal? Will they prevail as Elite Duelists? Read to find out! AT LAST! CHAPTER 32 EDITED!Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Humor - Yūgi M. - Chapters: 32 - Words: 85,146 - Reviews: 53 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 08-09-07 - Published: 12-16-05 - id: 2705072
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Metaldix: So, this will be our first chapter-
Neverclaw: -And our first story here!
Metaldix: Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: We shall begin a boring, and totally uninteresting story which you won't like! HA! THAT WAS REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY! Anyw00t, We do not own the Yugioh characters mentioned, such as Yugi (Yuugi).
CHAPTER 1: The Legacy
It was a rainy day, gray and dull, yet to some, it was a day full of surprises. A day of a certain tournament.
There was a boy of about fourteen running down the street. The kid sprinted across roads drenched with puddles, rushed at corners, panting all the time.
When he reached a two-storied building, supposedly his house, he slammed the door only to find a middle-aged woman scolding him.
"Luke, don't scare me like that! Where have you been? You're so dirty...You've better have a good explanation!"
"I was at a dueling tournament! And guess what!"
But the woman didn't seem as thrilled as him.
"What I am guessing is that you're going to have a bath right now!"
Luke rolled his eyes. "Ohh, mom, I got the semifinals—
"It's not very smart to waste your money on useless cards!"
"—No! I saw Yugi Muto! The one who defeated Kaiba a day ago! And that's not all; I even talked to him and autographed my hand, look!"
He then showed his hand to his mother, but as he was all wet, the autograph was half-erased and unreadable.
"Oh my God! You MUST take a shower NOW!"
Luke groaned, and stomped upstairs.
–Why doesn't she ever listen to me?- The teen thought while getting in the shower.
Luke washed his chocolate-brown hair with shampoo and soaped his body.
After showering, he put on a white tank top under a blue jacket. He also wore black baggies with a pair of leather boots with buckles. He picked up his essential fanny pack, which he used to put his deck in, and put on his fingerless gloves.
Downstairs, his mother glanced at him, noticing he wasn't wearing his pijamas like last time.
"That's my boy; you've always had my dark hair and the same height as me but you have your father's brown eyes...Oh! Speaking of your father! He sent a letter to you, from Canada. Take it."
She opened a drawer, picked out a misshapen envelope and gave it to his son, who rushed upstairs into his room to it. He closed the door and leapt onto the nearest chair. He shook the envelope until a letter and a tiny bundle dropped from inside of it. He first read what it was written on the paper, and left the latter on his desk:
I miss you. You know, I've been working really hard, and now I'm pretty high up in the business. But it's been a couple of months since I've last seen you, and, well, you know your old man. On my time off, I was walking down the street the other day when I saw a certain shop. I used what it was in my wallet to buy something for the son I love. Hope you like these cards.
Your dad, Julius
P.S.: Burn the letter or something because if your mother knows I've sent you some 'useless' cards, she'll kill me.
This last commentary made Luke chuckle slightly, but then he opened the other little package to reveal three cards. He studied them and realized which cards they were...
This shout made the mother downstairs drop the plate she had in her hands.
"What's the matter up there, Luke?" Luke inmediately turned on the television to avoid suspicion.
"Nothing at all...The TV program got exciting, nothing else, hehe." An innocent smile made the woman leave, leaving him free to open a drawer full of cards to prepare his deck in an way that it'd make good combos with those new cards.
Sunday morning, he woke up and struggled sleepily downstairs.
–Uh-oh, enemy blocking the way...-
"Where do you think you're going? You have plenty of homework to do!"
–No worries, I can get through the enemy lines.-
"I'll just go to hang out with Roy and Angel for a while! See ya!" He kissed her on the cheek and when she tried to hug him, he opened the door and escaped. He darted contentedly until he arrived at a little wooden house. On the door, a little compartment was unlocked, eyes behind it.
"Roy, you know it's me, and there aren't any rivals around".
The compartment was shut and the door opened, revealing a 15-year-old red-haired boy with navy jeans and a crimson T-shirt and a girl of 14, wearing the school's uniform, in a pretty comfortable clubhouse.
"I can't believe you still go to those extra classes at weekends, Angel", they both agreed.
"And I can't believe I hang out with YOU!"
But Luke didn't pay attention to her.
"Hey, guys, guess what! Yugi autographed my hand!" Luke finally exclaimed.
But neither one believed him. He then showed his hand to them but there was nothing written there.
"Oh, crud, it must have wiped out after the shower...Anyways, I saw him, I swear! Oh, I almost forgot. Look what my old man sent me."
He then showed the cards to both.
"Wow, you're lucky, I don't even have pocket money to buy a deck," replied Roy.
"I could get you one if I wished to; you know I work some days, too!"
She reached into a handbag she had.
"Oh, wait. Darn, I forgot I had donated to the poor and the homeless…"
Roy thanked Angel for her kindness anyway.
"So now what? Everyone's going to that brand new Duelist Kingdom, so there won't be any tournaments for a loooooong time in here". Roy sighed, grabbing a lemon soda.
"Err.. It's just three days. But I think everyone important is competing."
That gave Luke a real mood swing. "I know, Yugi Muto is going there! If we had a way to get there too, we'd meet him!"
The other two nodded their heads, but Angel hesitated, nevertheless.
"Luke, we'd need a special glove and card to enter the cruiser for Duelist Kingdom, and for your information, we don't have either one."
But no way was he going to surrender that easily.
"Doesn't matter, I'll find a way to get there. I'll call you tonight if I get an idea."
And said this, they bid farewell and they all went home, except for Angel, who headed for their school.
Walking along the street, Luke found something peculiar shining in a bush next to the pavement. It was strange; everything was wet and muddy from yesterday's rain, yet this object was spotlessly clean. He picked it up and found it to be a silver briefcase. But a dog leapt up from the bush and bit the handlebar, and it took a while till he managed to take it away from its fangs.
"Stupid dog...I hate dog-Oh my..." It hit him. This was one of the Duelist Kingdom's suitcases, complete with a dueling glove with 2 stars already, and a card which was to get to the cruiser. A news bulletin had revealed that Pegasus had dropped a few around Domino City, rather like an Easter egg hunt. But suddenly the briefcase was shut and was picked up by a lanky boy with red eyes, spiky charcoal-colored hair. The stranger was wearing a T-shirt which was half-red and half-black, some brown trousers, and a not-very-friendly expression.
"This is MINE!" The boy said, and was about to turn around when Luke replied.
"HEY! I saw it first!"
"Yeah? Well, come to my house tonight, we'll duel for it". Then the boy introduced himself as Tamma.
"W-what? Uhh, ok…But wait, I'm Luke! And how should I know you won't escape with the suitcase?"
Tamma sighed, rolling his eyes.
"I'm not one of those who don't fulfill their promises, ignorant. I'll e-mail you the coordinates of where I live, but think about it: you could skip the humiliation of defeat and let me stay with the briefcase instead!"
"You wish! I never back down from a challenge!"
So Tamma left, and Luke sure did receive that address Tamma had mentioned.
First of all, he three-way-phoned Roy and Angel. He explained what had happened to him when he had reached his house.
"So this means that if you win that duel, we might go to the Dueling Kingdom! Oh yeah!" Roy seemed to be the most enthusiastic of the three.
"Ok, Luke. We'll catch up with you there at night, bye!" Angel said before hanging up.
After a narrow escape from his mother, Luke then met his friends at the foot of the house. Well, it wasn't a house, but an enormous pearl-white mansion.
"You sure you want to go inside, Luke?" Angel always had the habit of making people think twice before doing something, and this wasn't the exception.
They rang the bell near the huge gate, which led to a dazzling, evergreen-decorated park and then the humongous mansion.
Without warning, the gate swung open by itself, and slammed shut once they were inside. They walked through the path surrounded by a gigantic flower garden. Luke was so concentrated in the moves he should play, that he crashed into the golden door.
Angel and Roy sweatdropped while he laid on the ground, a lump on his head and waterfalls coming out of his eyes.
"We warned you, but you didn't pay attention!" Luke was about to snap back when the doors opened, an old man waiting inside.
"Welcome, guests, we've been expecting you. Follow me, Master Tamma has been waiting anxiously".
They followed the butler through many passages filled with creative paintings and modern scultures.
"Wow, this family must be millionaires! I bet this painting is worth my house!"
"What makes you think they're rich?" Luke sniggered sarcastically, earning him a punch from his older friend.
Luke had to prevent Roy from touching everything, and they continued their little trip ("More of an odyssey," muttered Roy) until they reached a dark room.
The man stood beside the door. As soon as they entered the shadows, the butler snapped the door shut.
"Aah! It's a trap! They want to kill us all! Run for your lives!"
And suddenly a light shone, showing a smirking boy on a chair, and it seemed he was Tamma.
"Don't be so stupid! So, you came after all, huh? And did you need to bring your bastardly friends, too?" It was settled. Tamma was the most arrogant guy they had ever known.
"What'd you call me, shit head?" Roy shouted, a vein protruding on his forehead.
"So, where's the table? We're not going to play on the floor, are we?" Luke was very confused when he heard Tamma laughing maliciously.
"Do you think we're going to play like amateurs? We'll duel on this!"
Suddenly the light turned on, and showed a dueling arena, one of the best advances in holographic gaming tecnology.
"B-but how did you get that? The only ones on the world are on Dueling Kingdom!"
"Who said you couldn't buy happiness?"
They both went to each side of the arena and put the decks and stuff in their right position.
"We'll be playing with 4000 Life Points and now..." Tamma said camly, but then yelled:
Neverclaw: And so, our first chapter has ended! Which cards are those? .> I must know!
Metaldix: Sorry for no action or anything...But that's why there's a second chapter! 'Cause we love cliffies!
Neveclaw: Yeah, if you just knew him better, anyways, hope you enjoy our next chapter!
Metaldix: Yeah, we all know this is a BIT behind the actual series: Dartz, Yugioh GX, etc., but don't worry because we will be writing fast and someday we'll catch up to the final saga. Have no fear!