|Guardians of Dueling
Author: Hikari Oji Jemuzu to Kaichi PM
When the Crimson Dragon left the Signers, he didn't actually leave. He split his powers up into different sources of powers, only to be awakened when he was needed again. 10 years later, the Government of New Domino is taken over by a group of "Psychics", who terrorize New Domino, outlawing Dueling except for sports purposes and punishments. That's when the Guardians step in.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure - Chapters: 3 - Words: 8,779 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 05-06-13 - Published: 02-10-13 - id: 8999133
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OK, so we have two (2) Guardians. These are the open positions:
Guardian of Earth
Guardian of Water
Guardian of Light
Guardian of Psychic
Guardian of Wind
Yes, the Guardian of Dark has been taken. In fact, that's why I posted this chapter- so you guys can submit! So go on ahead! Read and Submit!
P.S.- I'll try to include quotes from people I like somewhere in here...Kenji will say 'em.
P.P.S.- Kenji can have a sibling- not older, can be a twin he forgot, etc. etc. Can have Psychic powers.
P.P.P.S.- I want there to not be too many Psychic Duelists, are ya getting me? Okay, read.
I only own Kenji.
We're no fools...
"...Can you see the signs? Have you lost your minds? Feels like we're falling, maybe we're falling?" The raven haired boy mumbled as he walked down the streets next to a slim, muscular figure. The figure was lightly tanned skinned, and had black hair with crimson highlights that reached to his shoulder with a side swept bang that covered his left eye. He was around 6 feet tall. He wore a black muscle shirt that has silver feather designs and silver angel/raven wings on the back. On his hands were black fingerless gloves and he wore black combat boots with black combat pants with grey and purple paint stains. Covering his shirt was a silver jacket with the same designs as his shirt except they were black instead of silver. Two handles stuck out from either side of his hips while a black DJ bag was slung over his shoulder. A silver dragon pendent rested on his neck.
The raven haired boy, however, had streaks of magenta in his hair. His eyes were a cobalt blue and his mouth was formed into a scowl. His hair was in a short spike (a hairstyle made popular by that a cursed Taylor Lautner, but is not why he has it) and several pieces of hair fell in front of his face. By the left of his eye, there was a short scratch mark. His outfit consisted of a white undershirt and a black hoodie with the letters "DA" stitched in white on it. His pants were regular jeans. His shoes were black Air Jordans. Resting on his back a a sheath and a black duel disk, similar to the one a certain Shooting Star of the Satellite used.
"...Kenji, why are you singing that song?" The slim figure asked. It was obvious he was taller by at least 5 inches. Kenji shrugged.
"I wasn't really singing." He said lowly. "I was mumbling. I didn't have a beat...at all, Sterling." The two were walking down a street that looked bad from one sight of it. The apartments either had busted windows or every sign of exit or entry was boarded up. Not many people were outside, but those who were eyed the two like some candy.
"Hey!" One of the people ran up to the two and pulled out a gun. "Gimme tha bag an' tha Duel Disks, you psychic freak." The man had black hair and a grey cap pulled over it. He wore a black hoodie and jeans. His gun was a machine gun, and how he got it was unknown.
Kenji cast his eyes over him, taking in his appearance and how hungry his grey eyes looked. He then proceeded to roll said eyes and walk away. Sterling followed and the gunman stood there, shocked.
"HEY!" He said, running up to catch up with them. "I than said-"
"We're not deaf." Sterling said for Kenji. "We understood completely what you said." The gunman pushed his gun to Sterling's forehead, the tip digging in his skin.
"Gimme tha bag an' tha duel disk, or I'll blow his head off!" He threatened. Sterling narrowed his eyes while Kenji watched the situation, his facial expressions not changing.
"Oh no," Sterling said. "You did not just do that." The gunman's face turned to one of wicked laughter.
"I did! I did an' I wi- ACK!" It was a quick moment, but while the gunman was boasting, Kenji quickly reached to his back and got out the sword in his sheath. A slice rang through the street as all watched the Gunman's hand fall straight to the ground and the man tumble over, clutching his dismembered hand. His screams rang through the streets and people gasped.
"You blind, poor fool." Kenji said icily. "Can you not see who I am? Look at you, getting your disgusting blood all over me." He scowled harsher. "Burn in hell for all the crimes you have committed." Kenji turned to Sterling.
"I could've handled that." The taller of the two said.
"Not without getting your brains blown out."
"You don't know what tricks I have up my sleeve."
"But I know my tricks are better." Kenji began to walk away. "Come on. I told my mom that you were coming over. She said she'd cook extra dinner for you." Sterling shook his head.
"I don't need it; keep it-"
"Sterling, shut up and accept my gracious offer. If it was anyone else, blood would have since fell."
"If it was anyone else, your mom would've killed you." Sterling said with a smirk.
Yes, this is short. It wouldn't if people would submit! Come on and submit! Please! We need more guardians!
Here's the form again:
Appearance (detailed only):
Psychic (Yes or No):
Deck List (I'd prefer if you wrote it out but links are taken but not typically wanted):
Please make sure that you have OC Syncro dragons (or Syncro Dragons) for that matter. Ok, thanks!