Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Realizing Love ❯ Bad News, Good News, and a Plot ( Chapter 3 )

Here are some of the guidelines you should know already, but here:

“Speaking”

`Thinking'

(Authoress Notes:..)

 

On with the story then. And for some of you, who hate Anzu/Tea, would probably like this story. Because 1. She will be tortured and 2. She won't be in this story too long.

 

Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this? Oh well. Do not own the show or characters, except my own (Kia, so far. Yes there will be more.)

 

 

Ch. 3: Bad News, Good News, and a Plot

 

We see Yugi working on the puzzle again. The clock reads 3:45 p.m., and outside, it's still raining. (A/N: What, I like rain)

 

“Yugi!” Grandpa yelled, almost giving the small teen a heart attack. (A/N: I hate it when that happens)

 

“Yeah Grandpa?” Yugi called out as he went out of his room, with the incomplete puzzle in hand, and walked down the steps to where the game shop was connected to their house. (A/N: For those of you who don't watch the show, you better start from the beginning to get a better idea.)

 

“I'm going away for a couple of days, a week or two possibly, on an archeological dig.” Grandpa said as Yugi was halfway down the steps.

 

“Really?” Yugi asked curiously. “How come?” Grandpa sighed and looked up at his grandson, with a serious look in his eyes.

 

“Someone or something is destroying the pharaoh's tombs over at Egypt.” Yugi just stood there while his eyes were wide with shock. Grandpa continued. “The only one left undisturbed is the same tomb that I retrieved the puzzle from, many years ago.” He pointed at the puzzle in Yugi's hand. The young teen looked at it and remembered Grandpa's story of how he got the puzzle in the first place.

 

“What do you think they're looking for Grandpa?” Yugi asked. At this point, Grandpa thought about it for a while.

 

“I don't know Yugi, but whoever is destroying those tombs, it must be important.” Grandpa answered. As he finished, the taxi came up and waited at the front of the game shop. “Here are the numbers if you need to contact me.” He said as he looked at his grandson in the eye. Yugi nodded.

 

“Be careful Grandpa.” Yugi said, worry in his voice.

 

“You know me Yugi, always bouncing about here and there.” Grandpa said in a mock cheery way to reassure his grandson. The taxi honked, telling the passenger to hurry up. “Alright! For heaven's sake what is with these people now a days.” Yugi shrugged. “See you in a while then Yugi.” He said as he walked towards the door to get to the taxi.

 

“See you later Grandpa!” Yugi said, then turned around to go up the steps until he heard the phone ring. He went over and answered. “Hello, game store residents.”

 

“I forgot to mention Yugi,” Grandpa was on the other line. “Make sure everything is where its supposed to be when I get back, or I will have to take that puzzle away from you. Understand.”

 

“I understand Grandpa.” Yugi said, a little taken back that his grandfather would think that he would do something while he was away.

 

“Alright then, good-bye.” Grandpa said, and then turned off his cell.

 

Yugi hanged the phone up and was about to leave until. “BBRRIINNNGG” The phone goes off again. Yugi answered it; only this was from the school, informing him that school will be canceled till further notice. (A/N: See what happens when it rains long and hard enough.) Yugi hanged up again, and then it goes off again. `What now!' He thought as he answered, only to get an excited outburst from Jou.

 

“Did ya `ear da best news ya have `eared all week!”

 

“Yeah, I did Jou.” He replied.

 

“Finally! Da rain is useful for something!” Jou bragged on for a good hour before hanging up.

 

Yugi let out a sigh and went up to his room to work on his puzzle.

 

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~Somewhere in another suburbs part of Domino~

We see a run down house, which had seen better days. Deep inside the house's basement, there is an active labatory, but not an ordinary lab. (A/N: No duh!) This is a medical lab, with machines, chemicals in glass tubes, and pods that look like you could fit a human being in. From there we hear a crash from someone's office.

 

“What do you mean you `accidentally' dropped the only remains of the anonymous pharaoh!” A shadowed woman figure yells at the phone.

 

“W-were sorry,” said a man on the other line, “but this tomb is one, very hard to figure out. Two, the inside of the tomb is covered with hundreds, maybe thousands of dead bodies. And three, do you think it's easy to lift this, whatever you call it, and simply waltz out of the Valley of the Kings as if nothing happened?”

 

“I'm fully aware of the fact, but you better make sure, for your sake, that the body is not fully damaged.” She said, coldly, as she sipped her blood colored wine. (A/N: Yuck! I can't believe I'm writing this. Oh well, on ward.) “You better be here by tomorrow, understood!”

 

“Crystal. But may I ask a question?” The man said.

 

The woman dully sat in her brown leather chair. “If this is about the other three bodies that you sent me. They're already finished with the final `face lift' and I already know how to quickly do the pharaoh's.” She said with a chesser cat-like smirk that played across her shadowed face.

 

“Alright, Lady Anzu.” (A/N: *lighting bolts appear* NOOO!!) The man said. “We will be there, with the pharaoh in hand, tomorrow then.” Then the line was silent.

 

“Whatever.” Anzu said. (A/N: *hits head on the wall*) The girl was a brunette with blue eyes and a nasty attitude. She walked out of her office, drink in hand, and went towards the four huge pods, three of which are occupied. “Soon, the power of your great pharaoh will be mine to control.” She laughed to herself and went away from the pods and into the shadows, where we only hear the door open and closed, leaving the pod's occupants alone.