Yu-Gi-Oh!: City Of Battle

[Akron The Void Lord]

[spoiler="Prologue:"]

Halai was a city like none other. It was often nicknamed “The City of Dreams”, by both residents and tourists alike. The skyline was like something out of a sci-fi movie, with the colors black and gold being dominant in the architecture.

Halai was praised as a true man-made paradise, and tourists flocked to Halai to enjoy themselves and become enriched with Halai’s beautiful atmosphere.

One thing was particularly popular among tourists, and that was the Archaeon Tower. An ancient tower which was said to be man’s attempt to escape from the earth, and join the three Gods of Creation in the skies.

But the gods were angered by this attempt to join them in their land, and threw their fury upon the earth.

But one god refused.

That was Itriqua, goddess of life and kindness. She told them that she would attempt to make them halt their project.

Five days later, Itriqua showed herself to man by harnessing her power inside a young girl whose name has been lost to time. She tried all her best to try and sway man, but man was determined to reach the skies.

So they took the girl and burned her at the stake.

Knowing that what would come, Itriqua returned to her domain and sealed herself away inside her golden palace, crying soft tears, knowing what would befall mankind.

On the first day, a massive red bird came to man and started fires, burning down trees and forests, and leaving nothing but ash.

The second day, the fires warmed the atmosphere, and the seas overheated and turned to steam and disappeared.

The third day, the fires spread to the cities, burning countless buildings to ash, killing thousands.

The fourth day, a black dragon came, and with it, the sun darkened, and all the crops withered, starving and killing even more.

On the fifth day, giant holes opened in the ground, swallowing cities whole.

The sixth day, a plague of darkness seeped across the world, all light was gone, and no one could see.

But then, on the seventh day, Itriqua could handle the suffering of man no more. She returned with a spear of cleansing light, casting light over the rest of her world, and shattering the dark. The fires raged no more, the oceans came back again, and light and life was returned once more.

“Fear not,” She said to man. “For my two bloodthirsty brothers, Phoire and Alathoth will kill your families no more. In return, I wish you to halt the building of Archaeon Tower, and I shall make it into a tower of purest light, and it shall stand as a monument of that I will always guard man with all my might.”

Then, Itriqua vanished from this world, but she always watched over her beloved man from her palace of purest gold.
And then, man built a city. A city in honor of Itriqua and all her greatness. The name of the city was changed more times than a human could count, but one day they finally decided upon a name: Halai.

And Halai was forever known as paradise.

But high in the clouds, the two other Gods of Creation, planned their return. But the magical barrier that Archaeon Tower produced across the world was too powerful-and they could not set foot on Earth, and deliver the punishment that man deserved.

Phoire and Alathoth tried thousands of different methods, but no matter what they tried, no matter their persistence and power, they could not breach the barrier themselves.

Thousands of years passed.

We are now in the present, where the internationally popular card game “Duel Monsters" is regarded as one of the most respectful games of all time.

And the Duel Disks, created by frontier-breaking game hardware company Harkness Corp, make Duels feel more and more as if it was actual monsters and their masters battling for supremacy.

And these powerful beasts and magic these cards represent actually hold unfathomable power, locked in the pieces of paper that these cards are made of.

And when these cards are placed in a Duel Disk, their power is unleashed, fighting in brutal swipes as the two “Duelists” fight for supremacy.

Once a year, Halai hold a grand Duel Monsters tournament, in which the two final contenders fight at the top of the Archaeon Tower, where a Duelist reaches the apex of his power, where the barrier between card and Duelist was non-existent. Where the Monsters were alive and breathing.

And seeing the incredible power, Alathoth and Phoire hatched a plan. A plan which would spell the end of Archaeon Tower, and allow them passage to the Earth once more.

They would lock themselves into playing cards, and find one duelist each that would allow them to use as much of their strength, that the Tower would collapse.

And the Second Great Disaster would arrive once again.

And so Phoire and Alathoth did. They locked themselves into a card each, and then gently floated down to Halai, to find a worthy Duelist to fight with.

But Itriqua found out of their plan. But she could not tell Man of their dastardly plan, for Alathoth and Phoire had already planned for it. So Alathoth put a spell on Itriqua’s golden palace, locking her in, ensuring that she could never escape as herself.

And so she saw no other way out.

Itriqua sealed herself into a card as well, and gently floated towards Halai.

But, unlike her brothers, she did not attempt to find the Duelist who was “strongest”, or “wisest”, but instead, a Duelist with a pure heart.

One that would never betray a friend, one who would sacrifice everything for what he or she loved, and never let the lust for power, tempt him or her.

And so, the three cards, all who held unfathomable power, floated gently towards Halai, all three in the hopes of finding a worthy Duelist…

…As thousands of Duelists from around the world arrived to Halai, the City of Dreams.

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[spoiler="Chapter 1: I promised"]

http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/topic/312394-yu-gi-oh-city-of-battle/?p=6350976

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[Bahamut - Envoy of the End]

This is...

 

...surprisingly decent.

 

It is a prologue after all, but it does everything it needs to. I think I'd have prefered some of the lines to be more blocked up into solid paragraphs, but in places the short snappy lines were effective in what they did in selling the story in an impacting way. The story it tells is alright, if possibly done before. But hey what isn't at this point.

 

Too early to make a judgement, but it's inventive and seems promising, and it's always good to see new people in here. Seen worse. Much worse. Best of luck with your story.

[Akron The Void Lord]

This is...

 

...surprisingly decent.

 

It is a prologue after all, but it does everything it needs to. I think I'd have prefered some of the lines to be more blocked up into solid paragraphs, but in places the short snappy lines were effective in what they did in selling the story in an impacting way. The story it tells is alright, if possibly done before. But hey what isn't at this point.

 

Too early to make a judgement, but it's inventive and seems promising, and it's always good to see new people in here. Seen worse. Much worse. Best of luck with your story.

 

Thank you sooooo much for taking the time to reading my stupid little prologue that i literally mashed together in 30 minutes. I will now begin the story itself.

 

And thank you again.

[Bahamut - Envoy of the End]

Thank you sooooo much for taking the time to reading my stupid little prologue that i literally mashed together in 30 minutes. I will now begin the story itself.

 

And thank you again.

 

Can't tell if being sarcastic towards my largely 'eh, decent enough' reaction or simply overwhelmed with genuine happiness.

 

Such is the problem with the Internet and being a cynical old coot on this site. Given the second thank you I'll go with the latter and say 'er... you're welcome?' in a slightly awkward way. :huh:

 

Although saying that for something done in 30 minutes that actually does make it a little bit more impressive to rattle out something of such a reasonable standard, although I assume you've had the basic idea for the story a while. Just... take a bit more time and care once you start doing chapters proper k. And again all the best with it.

[Akron The Void Lord]

Can't tell if being sarcastic towards my largely 'eh, decent enough' reaction or simply overwhelmed with genuine happiness.

 

Such is the problem with the Internet and being a cynical old coot on this site. Given the second thank you I'll go with the latter and say 'er... you're welcome?' in a slightly awkward way. :huh:

 

Although saying that for something done in 30 minutes that actually does make it a little bit more impressive to rattle out something of such a reasonable standard, although I assume you've had the basic idea for the story a while. Just... take a bit more time and care once you start doing chapters proper k. And again all the best with it.

I will.

 

And thanks again.

[Mugendramon]

Highly interested in this. Though I suggest you plan things a little more for the actual story rather than "mashing it together", leading to a lot of holes.

 

If anything, mind repeating your connectors. Maybe you repeated them for effect, but there were a few times when 'but' and 'and' appeared several times in quick succession.

[Akron The Void Lord]

[spoiler="Chapter 1: I promised"]

Halai Hospital. This hospital has been almost universally regarded as one of the best in the world, where almost no one has ever died, thanks to the unusually advanced medicine, and the wise and well-educated doctors.

The hospital was calm, and most people were simply minding their own business. Nurses were assisting long-term patients in walking again after being in the hospital bed for so long, that they simply couldn’t by themselves.

A loud rolling noise echoed through the hospital. A young girl on a stretcher, oxygen mask strapped to her face, was being taken to intensive care. It was being rolled forward by a doctor and a nurse, hurrying forwards.

In the lobby, a boy, about eighteen years old, clad in a dark jacket, blue jeans, pale skin, blue eyes, was being held back by security.
“LET ME GO!” He yelled. He pushed and tried his best to force his way through, but he just couldn’t. They were too strong. They weren’t about to give in.

“I WON’T LET HER BE ALONE!” He yelled. The security was pushing him back with all their power, but the boy seemed to summon unbelievable strength. With one impressive display of force, the eighteen year old boy knocked the two security officers to the floor, and began running towards the patient rooms.

“ADELINE!” He yelled out, before a sharp burst of pain erupted in his back, and he seemed to lose control of himself. The voltage from the stun gun that had hit him in the back made him cry out in pain, and fall to the floor.

Such an ordeal would make a person faint.

But this boy refused. Even though the voltage made his muscles spasm erratically, he kept crawling forwards, roaring in pain as he did so.

“I…I promised her…” He whimpered as his body finally could not take more and he fainted.

The next day…

“RAAAAH!” He yelled, as he bolted up. He woke up, bathed in sweat. He looked around him, and took in the surroundings. He was in a cell. And now, he began to feel a sting in his back. He touched his back with his left arm, and felt the two small holes in his back.
A sharp jolt of pain coursed through his body as he lightly prodded the two holes, making him grit his teeth in an attempt to dull the pain.

What had happened? His memories were blurry, and he could barely remain conscious.

He closed his eyes…and began to remember.

The memories flooded his mind, like the massive floodgate that had been holding them back had burst, and the memory-filled water spewed out, enveloping everything in its path.

He was in the park…walking calmly forward. He remembered the sunshine which shone onto his neck, and warmed it nicely, like it had wrapped a warm blanket around his throat.

He saw all the children playing…their happiness…their laughter.

He was with someone.

He felt another hand in his. It was small, compared to his, it was smooth and warm.
He remembered who. Adeline. The love of his life. Her face was like an angel, with her blonde locks swaying gently in the wind, her blue eyes like diamonds, and the smile on her lips that could bring happiness to even the most lost person.

He remembered what happened. Suddenly, all out of nowhere, she fell to the ground. Her breathing was erratic. He tried CPR. It didn’t work. Her forehead was like it was on fire. He called an ambulance. They took her to the hospital.
He wanted to be with her. They wouldn’t let him. He promised he would.

He threw them out of the way.

He ran. And then he felt it. Powerlessness. As his very body refused to go forward, immense pain coursing through his body as it went mad before him.
And no matter how hard he tried, his body wouldn’t listen.
But he kept going. Even when faced with something he could never do, he kept going.

Until he could no more.

And then, he went unconscious.

And then, he woke up, and he was here. He looked around him, and saw where he was again. In a cell. A prison cell. Security must have thrown him in here when he was unconscious.

He got up, and began examining the room. First, he looked at the bars which separated him from the outside. The sun was shining brightly, down to the streets below. He could hear cars, horns from the cars, many, many people talking, he could hear Halai.
He looked around his cell. It was of concrete. Solid concrete. He found a small hole in the concrete in the left wall, and looked through. It was a deep hole, but there did not shine light into the hole, so it did not go through to another cell.

He sighed, sat down, and leaned up along the cell. He cried soft tears, knowing that he had failed. He had made a promise, and he failed.

He waited and waited, until, finally someone came. He heard the clinging of the bundle of keys being pulled from a belt, the key being inserted into the lock, the key turning and the lock unlocking.

“Come with me.” The guard said. And so he did. He walked down the corridor with the guard following close behind.
The tap against the cold concrete that came every time he took a step echoed through the corridor, as he didn’t even give passing glances to the cells that they passed by. He didn’t need to though, as they were all empty.

He arrived at the lobby. He arrived at a desk, and was asked to sit down on a chair. Across him, sat a man with a badge.
“Now, all items which you possessed at your arrest will be returned.” The man said.

“One Deck of Duel Monsters cards, 39 in total.” He said, sliding the cards over to him. He was truly annoyed. There were forty cards. He must have lost one. Now he couldn’t play.

“One golden locket.” He said, sliding the locket over to him. He quickly put it around his neck, and took the cards, and put them into his pocket.

“You’re free to go.” He finished, opening the door, and showing the way to freedom. The light seemed unreal as he slowly walked towards it.

He was free.

He took in the fresh air outside; he felt the sun shine on his skin, the comforting warmth enveloping him gently. He heard the noise of city life, the sound of shoes tapping the tiled pavement, the Omni-present sound of chatting, talking, and occasional yelling. He heard the sound of engines purring, making their grumbling noises as they drove down the roads that enveloped the city. He heard the cameras taking pictures, as countless tourists wished to remember the grandness of Halai when they came home.
He would have called a cab, but he had no money, so he had to walk. And so he did. He walked along the streets the five miles there was to the hospital. He walked and walked, and he never stopped.

He looked at his locket, and opened it. Inside, was a picture.

A picture of two young children. The children were about eight years old. They were holding hands, laughing. One was a boy, the other was a girl.
And that day, they made a promise. They promised that they would never leave each other.
He began to run. Run faster than what would be humanly possible. He leaped over benches, over fire hydrants, signs, even cars. Nothing would stop him.

“I PROMISED HER!!!” He yelled out.
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[Akron The Void Lord]

Highly interested in this. Though I suggest you plan things a little more for the actual story rather than "mashing it together", leading to a lot of holes.

If anything, mind repeating your connectors. Maybe you repeated them for effect, but there were a few times when 'but' and 'and' appeared several times in quick succession.

I didn't even know you could set your chapters into spoiler sections.

So, here is my foolish noob question. How does one do that?

[Mugendramon]

I didn't even know you could set your chapters into spoiler sections.

So, here is my foolish noob question. How does one do that?

 

[spoiler="what you want it to say"]
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the result:

[spoiler="what you want it to say"]

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[Bahamut - Envoy of the End]

Hmmmm...

 

Have read this through twice, yesterday (got distracted before I could comment) and skimmed through it again now just to reaffirm stuff and see if I missed anything. My feelings are as they initially were. The story is snappy, sharp, almost too much so and a bit breakneck in some places. for example I'd have likied to have seen a bit more interaction between the guy and the security, even if was just a line of "No. You can't." from them or something just to interact more with the world and keep us in that quite dramatic moment a little bit longer, rather than 'this happened, and then this happened, and then there was this dramatic consequence, and then THIS HAPPENED!!!...' Same with the guy's release. When he got his deck back with a card short (wonder what that'll be getting replaced with...) the first thing I'd have thought was you theiving bugger policeman I know you've swiped one, even if he just questioned it in his head for a sec, but he just accepted that he'd lost one. It just is a little too quickly rattling thorugh in some places where just one or two more lines of thought or speech would be nice.

 

Peversely there are the odd incidents of redudant text. "...no money, so he had to walk. And so he did." Don't worry, I'm awful for this and repeating myself. The incidents are minimal though, so don't worry about it too much.

 

The story itself though, which is after all the most important thing, was fine. Not huge amounts happened, but there was action certainly, and I did feel for the poor characters. What happened to her? There was a hook. The boy throwing off the two security threw me off a bit. I know when in trouble people can do stuff in adrenaline, but the way it was written, coupled with the description of the running later, made me think is this guy enhanced by a power in some way? Is it the city, something in the air? Or I might just overthinking stuff. If it was really meant to be nothing, it kinda stood out.

 

Overall my impressions of the story so far are mostly good. Rough round the edges, but a pacey, and well driven story.

 

However, one thing. Please leave speaking in capitals for emergencies only. Not shouting in general. You really only want to use capitals for the Darth Vader reveal/Lion King death "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" equivalent sort of scene. The last line might have got away with it, but not earlier on, just saying he was shouting would do.

 

Rep awarded for encouragement for a promising new effort :)

[Akron The Void Lord]

I was writing on the next chapter, but as far as i can see, no one really cares about something i spent several hours of my free time on. I'm probably abolishing this entire story.

[Akron The Void Lord]

So, i'm back, and this story will be continued!

 

Sorry, but i'll have to leave you all with a cliffhanger, but i have to save some good stuff for next time, don't i? *smirk*

 

[spoiler="Chapter 2:"]

He lept forward, his body sailing through the air, across the car that was blocking the small alley ahead. He felt the breeze of wind as he saw the roof of the car pass under him, as he braced his arms for the landing. He heard the driver of the car yell at him as he finally hit the pavement, and used his arms to do a roll, saving him from injury, as he quickly raised himself up and kept on running.

He wasn’t about to stop, as he kept on running.

 

But eventually, exhaustion hit him. Fatigue overcame him, and he used his last energy to walk into an alley, and slumped down, leaning himself against the wall as he tried to regain his strength.

 

To pass the time until he recovered, he began looking through his deck. One card in particular, caught his attention.

The Dark Magician- his favorite card.

 

He began to remember for just how long he had that card. It had won countless duels for him.

And he remembered the Halai DM Cosplay Contest, in which he won. He came, wearing a Dark Magician costume, while Adeline; who he did not know at that time, was wearing a Dark Magician Girl costume.

 

They were to share the first prize, since the judges simply could not decide between themselves. That was when they met, and the rest was history.

 

He looked strongly at that card, and remembered how it ensured the love between the two. A simple playing card brought two people together. How unlikely it seemed, it was what happened.

 

He began remembering back to that day. Not long after they left the contest…

 

A few years earlier…

 

They were walking along the street, still dressed in their cosplay costumes, and chatting as they walked down the street. The night had already fallen, and only the light from the streetlamps ensured that they weren’t in total darkness.

 

But even in the dark, Adeline’s eyes shone like diamonds, and her smile melted his heart.

Eventually, they arrived at Halai’s central park, which was abandoned, here at nighttime.

 

The park was peaceful as the night sky. Dark and silent, except for the two young people fooling around in the playground and laughing.

 

The park was silent, except for the sound of ropes grinding against the metal rod and the swing swinging through the air.

 

She was on the swing, and so was he. The swing was wavering slightly, and he was beginning to lose his footing.

 

They both fell off the swing, on top of each other. Their childish giggling stopped, and was replaced with mutual awkward silence, before they began laughing again, and got up again. He looked down onto the ground. His cards had been rocked out of his pocket, and scattered in the dirt. But as he could clearly see, some of the cards he saw weren’t his.

 

Adeline bent down and began picking up her cards, while he picked up his.

“So,” He began. “You play Duel Monsters too?” He was intrigued. As far as he could see, she had a selection of pretty rare cards. Black Horn of Heaven, Waboku, and a few others.

 

“Yeah.” She replied. “But I’m no good at it.” She joked, although she wasn’t entirely lying. She had played a few Duels, but she still wasn’t very good.

 

“I’m not that good either,” He replied, “But I try my best at times.” He said, smiling at her, and she smiled back, as he picked up his last card.

 

Then, he could hear footsteps. Boots, most likely. He recognized the sound of those kinds of boots. The standard-issue boots of the “Duel Hunters”. A group of people who steal people’s decks when they beat them, and they are also known to use dirty tricks, like card tricks, and other dirty methods.

 

He turned around, and saw a person, who made his stomach stir. He was wearing a vest over a white shirt, and baggy jeans riddled with holes. He knew this man. Jake Callahan.

 

He knew what was coming.

 

“Good evening, Terry. Long time no see, eh?” Jake spoke with a voice that seemed to tick Terry off, no matter what he would say. He could tell him that he had won the lottery, and he’d still feel the need to punch him straight in the face.

 

“Not long enough, Jake. Go away.” Terry quickly responded. He kept his hand close to his back, where he kept his Duel Disk.

“Why should I? Am I…interrupting anything?” Jake said with a sly smile.

 

“Enough, Jake. What do you want?” Terry retorted. He was really getting tired of this guy’s attitude. Good thing he had reassembled his deck again, or he wouldn’t have any real sort of defense against this guy.

 

“Oh, nothing really…” He said, then pulling out his Duel Disk. “-Just all your cards and cash. Hand it over, or this’ll get ugly.” Jake said, brandishing his very own Deck.

 

“You want it, Jake?” Terry mocked. “Come get it.” He said, pulling out his own Duel Disk.

“Alright, Cosplay-boy. 4000 Life Points.”

 

They both set their Life Points to 4000, and shuffled their cards.

 

“Duel!”

 

Terry drew his first card, and added it to his hand. It was “Warrior of Zera”.

 

“I summon Warrior of Zera, in Attack Position!” (ATK: 1600)

 

The Duel Disk’s holographic technology activated, and the mighty warrior appeared on the field, sword in hand.

 

“Then, I place on face-down card.” Terry announced as he placed his Trap card, Sakuretsu Armor. Terry was already thinking up a strategy, but for now, he had this ready. Zera was with his 1600 attack points a very good monster to open up with, and if he was lucky to draw a level 5 or 6 monster in the next turn, he was likely to get it on the field quickly. And if Jake was lucky enough to have a stronger monster, he had Sakuretsu Armor to protect Zera.

 

“I end my turn.” Terry then declared, and began waiting for Jake’s first move.

 

Jake drew his card, and grinned in a way that Terry really did not like. It seemed that Jake drew something good.

 

“I summon Marauding Captain, in attack mode!” Jake announced, as the battle-hardened warrior appeared in front of Jake, with two swords ready to strike. (ATK: 1200)

 

“And then, I activate Marauding Captain’s special effect!” Jake then declared, “And I may summon one level 4 Warrior-type monster from my hand. And I summon another Marauding Captain!” Now, there was two Captains, and as Terry well knew, because of their effects, Terry could not declare an attack on either of them.

 

“Then, I Set one card face-down.” Jake declared, as the oversized image of a card appeared behind one of his Marauding Captains.

“Your turn, Cosplay-boy.” Jake mocked.

 

Terry gritted his teeth in response to Jake’s bullying. He drew his next card rather violently. It was Sword of Revealing Light. It could come in handy, if something went wrong.

 

But right now, even though his Warrior of Zera had superior attack points, he could not attack, thanks to Jake’s attack lock which he had formed with his two Marauding Captains.

 

“I summon Mystical Elf, in Defense Mode!” (DEF: 2000)

 

The image of the beautiful blue elf, with her eyes closed and her robes flowing in the wind appeared on the field. It would be an excellent defense if he needed it, and knowing Jake, his defense would most likely soon be needed.

 

“Your turn, Jake.” Terry then declared, as he took a deep breath and awaited his opponent’s next move.

 

“If you say so, Terry.” Jake replied mockingly, as he drew a card, which he eyed tremendously. It was obviously something he liked.

“I Tribute my one Marauding Captain, and Tribute Summon Freed the Matchless General!” (ATK: 2300) Jake declared, as his one Captain disappeared, and a strong warrior clad in intricate armor with interesting curves embedded, and a green flowing cape.

 

“Freed attacks your Warrior of Zera!” Jake declared, as his general rushed towards Zera, sword in hand. Just what Terry expected

.

“Reveal face-down card! Sakuretsu Armor! Your General is destroyed!” Terry grinned to himself as Zera’s body began glowing, and shards of wind flew out, slashing Freed to pieces, cutting through the armor like butter.

 

“Damn it!” Jake pouted as his General was destroyed by Terry’s Sakuretsu Armor.

 

“Not so cocky now, Jake?”

 

“Shut up, Cosplay-boy! I activate Monster Reborn! I revive Freed from my Graveyard to my side of the field in attack mode!” Jake said, his eyes flaring up.

 

“My turn!” Terry announced.

 

“I turn Warrior of Zera to Defense Mode, and end my turn.” Terry declared. Right now, he didn’t have anything to eliminate Freed, so right now, all he could do was buy some time.

 

Jake drew his card. “I activate my Equip Spell Card, Fairy Meteor Crush! Now there’s no hiding from Freed!”

“Freed attacks Zera!” The general rushed towards the brave warrior, and sliced him in two with his big sword. (Terry: 4000 – 3300)

 

Terry gritted his teeth as some of his Life Points trickled away. He needed a stronger monster, or a suitable Spell Card.

 

He had neither right now, and facing an opponent that could damage him through his defenses made his chances even worse.

 

“Haha, try that on for ya, Terry!” Jake roared with laughter, as his Freed returned to his side of the field, and… it smirked? What?

Terry shook it off, as he moved his hand to draw his next card, but a noise stopped him. “Don’t listen to him, Terry! He’s only trying to mess with you!” Adeline shouted so Terry could hear.

“Shut up, girlie!” Jake replied.

 

 

“No, she’s right. I’m not backing down, Jake!” Terry said in response.

 

Terry drew his next card. Protector of the Throne. A decent monster.

 

“I summon Protector of the Throne, in Defense Position!” (DEF: 1500) A throne of stone and metal rose our from the ground, with a maiden dressed in a blue toga lounging in it, who made a blue sphere float with her psychokinetic powers.

“Then, I Set one card face-down. Your turn.”

 

Jake drew his next card with glee.

 

“You can’t keep yourself safe for much longer! Freed, attack Mystical Elf!” Jake announced.

“Not so fast! Reveal face-down card, Raigeki Break! I discard one card, and then I destroy your General!”

A red bolt of lightning appeared, and struck the General, making it yell in agony as it was destroyed.

 

“Little brat…” Jake muttered.

 

“My turn!” Terry declared. He drew a card, and stared at it intently. Guardian of the Labyrinth.

 

“Now, I summon Guardian of the Labyrinth in Attack Position!” (ATK: 1000) A mangy warrior clad in purple armor, carrying a lamp and a sword appeared on Terry’s side of the field.

 

Jake’s field was wide open. No face-down cards, no monsters.

 

“My Guardian attacks directly!” Jake was shocked as the mangy Guardian rushed forward to Jake himself, and swung his sword, striking Jake on the tummy. (Jake: 4000 – 3000)

 

“Your turn, Jake.” Terry spoke. He was getting confident now- he was ahead by 300 Life Points, and Jake’s field was empty.

“Shut up!” Jake shouted at Terry, as he drew his next card very violently.

 

“I summon Headless Knight in Defense Position!” (DEF: 1700) A suit of armor carrying both a sword and a shield materialized in front of Jake, then immediately crouched and raised his shield.

 

“Your turn, brat!” Jake shouted at Terry.

 

“Yep, it is!” Terry cheekily replied, as he drew his next card. Polymerization. Yes.

 

“I play my Spell Card Polymerization! I Tribute both Protector of the Throne and Guardian of the Labyrinth, to Fusion Summon Giltia the D. Knight in Attack Position!” (ATK: 1850) A knight, clad in what could be described as a mix between a set of armor, and spell caster’s robe. And that was exactly what he was.

 

“Giltia attacks Headless Knight!” Giltia held up what looked like a bladed staff, and pointed it at the set of armor, and suddenly, a stream of energy flew out of the staff, and enveloped Jake’s monster. When the stream was gone, Jake’s monster was no more.

 

“And now, I Summon Luster Dragon from my hand!” (ATK: 1900) A dragon whose scales shined like sapphire burst forward on Terry’s side of the field.

 

“Luster Dragon attacks directly!” The dragon rushed forward, and breathed a stream of fire at Jake, sending him a little backwards, and searing his boots a little. (Jake: 3000 – 1100)

 

“Alright! You got it, Terry!” Adeline cheered on. And he really did. He had three monsters on the field, his Mystical Elf, his Giltia the D. Knight, and his Luster Dragon.

Jake, had nothing, though.

 

“Shut up, brat! I’ve still got a trick up my sleeve!” Jake roared in response.

 

And he did. For as he drew, Terry could see a flash of a card that was transferred from wrist to hand.

 

“I activate my Spell Card, Magical Stone Excavation! I discard two cards from my hand, and then I may take one Spell Card from my Graveyard to my hand! And I think I’ll take Monster Reborn!” Jake announced.

 

“And then I play my Monster Reborn, and Special Summon my Freed from my Graveyard in Attack Position!” (ATK: 2300) Terry was stumped. Now, Jake controlled the field again.

 

“And now, Freed attacks Luster Dragon!” The general rushed forwards, sword in hand, while the dragon spewed flame at him, the flames barely burned him at all. Then, Terry blinked, and Luster Dragon was no more. (Terry: 3300 – 2900) The wind from Luster Dragon’s destruction shook Terry slightly.

 

“Your turn, Cosplay-boy.” Jake said, and laughed in Terry’s face.

 

Terry gritted his teeth, as Jake’s Freed stared him down. He drew his card. Nothing useful.

 

“I turn my Giltia to Defense Mode. Turn end.” Terry declared, as the proud mage-knight bowed down and prepared himself.

 

“My turn!” Terry looked again, and he again saw a glimt of a card being transferred from Jake’s wrist to his hand.

 

“I play my Spell Card, Brain Control! I pay 1000 Life Points, and then I take control of one of your monsters, until the End Phase! I take your Giltia!” (Jake: 1100 – 100)

 

Two hands came out of nothing and wrapped themselves around Giltia’s head, and Giltia flew gently over to Jake’s side.

“And now, I tribute Freed and your Giltia, to summon my strongest monster!” The two warriors were encased in a yellow light, as Jake smiled with glee.

 

“Gilford the Legend!” A warrior with a height almost twice that of Terry appeared on the field, with armor and muscles that made him seem like more of a mountain than a man, and carrying a sword longer than himself, that shone brilliantly in the light from the streetlamps. (ATK: 2600)

 

“And now, his effect activates! I may equip as many Equip Spell Cards as possible onto Gilford from my Graveyard! So now, Fairy Meteor Crush is back in the game!”

 

“Gilford! Attack his puny elf!” The human mountain stormed towards Terry’s poor Elf, who was cut in half like she was made of butter by Gilford’s enormous blade. But Gilford didn’t stop. He plowed straight on, and sliced at Terry, knocking him over, and he fell to the ground. (Terry: 2900 – 2300)

 

“Let’s see you beat him, Cosplay-boy!” Jake roared, and accompanied with a gushing laughter that angered Terry immensely.

 

Terry looked down at his deck. Even his strongest monster was not enough to match the massive fighting power of Gilford. And with Fairy Meteor Crush, all he could do was try to keep his Life Points as high as possible.

 

“Haha! You’re done for, you little brat!”

 

To be continued…

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[Akron The Void Lord]

I can see now that my trust in that people would read what i spent my precious time writing was misplaced. I guess i was wrong. Just lock this thread, no one's reading this, anyway.

[Akron The Void Lord]

Just lock this thread. Noone even bothers to read this.

[Aix]

Sigh... if you insist.