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Battle City, A New Journey

Chapter 6: First Day of Rest

By: Locke Watcher

Inspired by: SandsO's Twisted Digimon Theater

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Locke: Well, it has been a while since I typed up a chapter for BCNJ.

Imeon: Does that mean that you are going to give up trying to write that lemon and rewriting It Doesn't Matter Anymore?

Locke: Fat chance that I'll give up on either!

Imeon: Greeeeaaaat! So are you ever going to respond to some of those reviews?

Locke, sweat-dropped: Ummm, when I bother to memorize what most people write in their reviews.

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The day started like most for Pegasus, as he strolled over to his office in his castle. It is a bright, sunny day that could make anyone that has any druidic inclination smile. But for Pegasus, he was troubled over what he learned over breakfast, about the fourth Battle City. A strange group of seven, that could transport others to the Shadow Realm without the Millennium Items, had showed up and started to break and take out duelists. So far only seven duelists had been forced into Shadow Duels, but that number could and would increase. But that was not what had the creator of Duel Monsters worried, what worried him about this group is that all of them use level 6 to 11 Bhaalic Monsters.

Pegasus' thoughts: This group seems to be incredibly skilled and powerful, if all of them can control Bhaalic Monsters of that high of level. Not even with my Item, could I control a Bhaalic Monster that is higher then level 3. Takes out of his coat's pocket a Duel Monsters card And to think that I made all 13 of the Bhaalic Monsters, including the most powerful of them all. Replaces the card in his coat

As Pegasus turns into his office, he hears some clicking noise. He stops for a minute before discounting the noise as one of his employees typing furiously. Pegasus quickly wished that he could vent out some of his anger of another event that happened in Battle City. His sister's stepson had just got dumped by a woman that Pegasus introduced to him.

Click, clack, clack, hiss. These sounds are the last things that the multi- millionaire heard, before he fell forward, unconscious.

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The day started off differently for Locke, depression is something that he deals with constantly, and getting his ass dumped nearly six times a year left him with a way to quickly forget about his latest loss. With a quick talk with Sands and Locke's local friend Karen, Locke quickly organized a going to the local gentlemen's club. After a few hours of talking, Locke, Sands, and Karen headed off to the club, leaving Seig with Sana, again.

Once the group reached the club.

Locke: Okay Sands, how did you know where to find the local strip club?

Sands, innocently: I was just walking around and saw some people enter this building, so I entered just to satiate my curiosity and found out that this place is a strip club.

Karen, drooling slightly at a poster on the building: Or could it be that the Sailor Scouts are here for the next week, with some of the Van Dread girls?

Locke, shocked: Van Dread!?!? Which caste?

Karen, drooling more: Wrench caste! This is all that I could possibly ask for, at a club like this!

SandsO looks at the poster and starts to drool.

Locke, signing: Well, at least the caste is not the Tech caste. They're flat chested and only slightly cute. Shakes head I almost forgot that you are female, Karen, with the fact that you are bisexual and that you are as girl-crazy as some guys I know.

Karen is unable to respond, as Sailor Mars and Sailor Moon walk into the club, holding the other's ass.

Locke, signing deeper: And here I thought that I was a hentai! Come on, you two!

Locke grabs the shoulders of Sands and Karen and pushes them into the club.

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Next, we see Seig running down a crowded sidewalk like his life depended on it, from the formally talking, now pissed Sana.

Sana, yelling: BAKA!!!

Seig, yelling right back: How does Locke withstand you talking ALL the TIME!?!

Before Sana could respond, Seig turned a corner and effectively disappeared from sight. Sana then kicked a pebble to vent some of her anger; she watched the pebble fly right into a poster with some Duel Monsters on it. Interested, Sana walks to the poster and reads it.

Poster reads: During the Battle City day of Mid Night Rumble, I, Camy, will being holding a special tournament to see whom is worthy of facing the girlfriend of Yami Motou. The rules are simple enough, no Monsters that have above 2000 natural attack points and 1900 natural defense points. LP are set at 4000. The location of this tournament shall be around Domino Clock Square. Only females are allowed in this side tournament. Winner of the tournament faces me the next day with your original deck. Loser of each duel forfeit their rarest card, not a Locator Card. Loser of the duel against me forfeits all of her LC and ten rare cards.

Sana's thoughts: WTF? Is she conceit? Or is she really that good? Smiles I'll enter that tournament and wipe the floor with her!

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Else where....

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Mai's thoughts: Well, this should be interesting. I'll enter this sub- tournament and wipe her conceited smile off her face!

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Tea: So, are you going to enter this, Sere?

Serenity: Might as well. Joey is being far to depressed to around, so I need to get away from him for a while.

Tea, kisses Serenity's cheek: You could ALWAYS stay at my apartment.

Sere, bring a hand up to her moist cheek: I could, but then everyone will know about us. And I like to see what Lenny will do, just to make me his girl.

Tea, giggling: It is amusing seeing what he would do, just for one date with you.

Sere: Yep, so are WE going to enter this?

Tea: Definitely!

Sere: You know, I heard that the Sailor Scouts are striping at the local club. And we have nothing to do...

Tea: Let's go!

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Kasumi's thoughts: The girlfriend of Yami is holding a sub-tournament in my Sety's Tournament? The NERVE! I'll enter that tournament and show her that her man's luck and skill doesn't carry over!

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Back in front of the club, after some time has passed, we see a pissed Locke and a pleading Sana.

Sana, begging: PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!!!!!

Locke, holding his head: IF I say `yes' to your request, will you leave me ALONE for today?

Sana, puppy dog eyes: Yes.

Locke, annoyed sign: FINE! You may use my trucked Duel Monster cards to rebuild your deck for this sub-tournament!

Sana, hugs Locke tightly: THANK YOU!!!

Locke, weakly: too... tight... can't... breathe...

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Hours have passed, the sun has faded, night has arrived along with a Council of Helm at the local park. We now see four dark cloaked people, one of them is Desmond, and he had just finished telling of his Shadow Duel.

Desmond is known in this Council as Scout: ...and that is all.

Someone, male, that has only been called Acolyte: You faced a level 6 Bhaalic Monster, and failed to beat it. That is pathetic.

Scout: PATHETIC! YOU DID NOT FACE THE MONSTER!

Acolyte: No, I did not face the Monster, but I know that card's effects. For example, Boneyard Dragon cannot attack LP directly, even if it is equipped with a Shooting Star Bow - Ceal. All you had to do was not summon any monster and you could have out waited your opponent.

The only female here is known as Watch Guardian: I have to agree with Acolyte, you should have studied the Bhaalic Monsters. But you did not, and you did your best. That is all we could ask for.

The last person there is known as High Watcher: Drop this thread of thought! Scout did his best, and he did his duty by calling this Council of all nearby Helmites. This is an unknown threat to us and to all. You are sure that they carried no Items of ancient Egypt?

Scout: I am positive that they do not wield any of the Items. But if they do, they wield them in secret. But I felt no ancient magic, so I am sure they held none!

Watch Guardian: Felt no magic? Might you have lost the will of Helm and this is just a hoax designed to improve your favor?

Acolyte: Watch what you say, Guard!

Watch Guardian, shocked and angry: You... you... You would dare call me something below my station!?!?

Acolyte: I would, and I did. Scout has not lied. The Unsleeping Eyes of Helm have seen to that. The Scout that should be of Night, did not lie.

Watch Guardian: I doubt that YOU have the power to call...

High Watcher: That is enough! We have no need to question the powers of our fellows! We must now plan on how to counter this threat!

Watch Guardian: I say let Kaiba and those few remaining Tomb-Keepers deal with this. There is no need to involve ourselves in this.

Scout: I disagree. Those seven are powerful, evil, ancient. If we do nothing about them, then we fail as guardians to this modern world against the Ancients.

Watch Guardian: They are NOT Ancients! If they are Ancients than Helm would gather an army of his Followers to crush them, before you were attacked!

Acolyte: That may not be. Helm acts in ways that we mortals cannot understand. He may want us to find this threat on our own. And then deal with it.

Watch Guardian: SHUT UP GAIAN! We do not need some one here that is not a pure believer of Helm!

Acolyte: It appears that nothing good with come from this meeting. May the Gods watch your paths.

Watch Guardian: I only need one God, and that God is Helm!

Acolyte just walks away. Watch Guardian takes off after that.

High Watcher: Acolyte... he is difficult. He knows much, but reveals it slowly. He leaves much unsaid, thinking that others will figure it all out. Him being a Gaian as well as a Helmite, just leaves many to question his motives. But he is right about something; you Scout, should be one of the elite Night Scouts. I shall see if I can get your promoted. May Helm guard you in all things.

Scout: May Helm guard you.

With that, the Council ended. Nothing decided, nothing promised. The threat looming closer, those that Watch and Guard are divided. Chaos is mounting higher and higher.

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Mean while at the club, we see those five mentioned early along with many others. And one of those many others look just like a known bastard and owner of Kaiba Corporation. Kaiba was deep in his cup and breast of Meia from Van Dread, hell both of them are far too deep in their cups.

Locke's thoughts, as he looks at the two: Now where is a camera or a reporter? If Sana or Kasumi could see their precious Seto now... Never mind, I wouldn't survive the resulting tornado of words and bodies.

Despite being in the club for the past 8 hours, both Sands and Karen are only slightly less drunk then Kaiba and still clamoring for skin. And the fact that they are dropping hints of greater money, Locke presumed that later tonight, both of them will more skin then they could handle in their states.

Takato, from TDT, drunk: Heya everybody!

Only Locke turns to see why Takato was calling for attention, as the rest of the people were unconscious and staring at the nearly completely nude Sailor Mars. What Locke sees quickly scares the shit out of him. Takato is holding a kit of C4 in one hand, with the detonator in his other hand.

Locke's thoughts: HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET A PACK OF EXPLOIVES PAST THE BOUNCERS!

Outside the club, Jun, Jeri, and Kaza's sister are having a three-some in public. All of the bouncers are there, staring like they have never seen this before.

Back in the club, some people behind Takato are yelling at him to sit down. After a few seconds of yelling, one of them chucked a bottle at Takato's head, knocking him unconscious. Locke quickly disarms the detonator by breaking it in half with his Katana. Locke then grabs the C4 and walks to the bomb chute and drops it in.

Locke's thoughts: I was wondering how drunk all of this people are; now I know. As much as I would like to stay, because this show will turn XXX rated soon, I value my life above pleasure. Now, why did I come here for anyway?

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Locke: Now that ends Chapter 6. And I thank Sands for giving me the idea for the end of this chapter. Amazing what one can write when one has writer's block, isn't it?

Imeon: No. What made you give Takato a pack of C4 for?

Locke: Last night's round of C&C Tiberain Sun and my opponent's use of the Ghost Stalker. He had the unit, but kept him in his base. My Bashees had great fun killing him!

Imeon, shaking her head: Is this rated R or PG-13?

Yugi-Girl, sweat-dropped: Still PG-13.

Locke: For those of you wondering, Karen was in the first chapter. I knew that I would need her in my fiction sometime, and now seemed better then latter for her to come forth. And Magicman, thanks again for proofreading THTD!!!, before you sick Smokegirl on me! And for those of you that are wondering why I'm not drunk, I DO NOT drink alcohol.