Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Chaos Gates: Call of the Mountain ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

~I know it's been a while…but here's my new Yu-Gi-Oh fic. Please tell me what you think!~

(Disclaimer: This story is based on the world of Yu-Gi-Oh, originally created by Kazuki Takahashi in 1996. I'm sure you all know that I don't own anything except my own characters, so I'll leave it at that.)

The Chaos Gates:

Call of the Mountain

Prologue:

Yami Bakura shrieked in outrage as he was sucked up into the swirling chaos. How dare he! I am the master of this realm! He struggled to break free from the suffocating mist surrounding him. It's not fair!

Suddenly, he heard a loud thud. He blinked and realized with a shock that he was lying face-down on the ground. He groaned softly, still muttering about his defeat. In anguish, he pounded a fist on the ground, screaming, "The Millennium Puzzle was almost mine!"

Just then, he heard a noise behind him. It sounded like leaves rustling in the wind, but he knew there were no trees in this place. His temper rising, he clenched his fist; whatever was behind him would be a good vent for his frustrations.

But as he spun around to face it, his mind went blank and he screamed in terror. The monster floating behind him had no face, and carried a gigantic scythe - it was the Reaper of the Cards!

Momentarily caught off guard, he backed up, bumping into a tombstone bearing his name. He dove behind it, just avoiding the creature's evil blade. As the monster moved closer, he struggled to think of a way out. He felt the ground around him, and his hand bumped into his deck. He grinned in satisfaction.

"You may have surprised me before, but now it's your turn, demon! I summon the Dark King of the Abyss! His special powers will demolish you, you pathetic excuse for an evil monster!"

The skeletal figure appeared beside him, and without warning, a red beam shot out from the monster's forehead. The Reaper cried out in shock and pain as its body disintegrated. Yami Bakura laughed triumphantly, reveling in the sound of its tortured screams. He'd really missed this during his time in the physical world.

A sniffling sound behind him broke him out of his reverie. The red-eyed skeleton was curled into a ball, crying softly. "What's the matter with you?" Bakura sneered, disgusted that one of his favorite monsters should put on such a horrible display.

"M-my friend...Adam...the Reaper...we w-were b-best friends...and y-you made me...I k-killed him...he's really dead...." The monster wiped away his tears and stared angrily into Yami Bakura's cold eyes. "H-he was only trying to scare you...and you killed him....What kind of evil monster are you?!"

Bakura stared at him silently for a moment. Then he sighed, muttering, "Wretched creature. You don't deserve to be called a fiend." He bared his teeth. "Yes, I killed him. And I enjoyed it. If you don't like it, too bad. Just get out of my sight, you pathetic excuse for a duel monster."

The skeleton blinked, but did not move. Now even more aggravated, Bakura narrowed his eyes and the Millennium Ring began to glow brightly. The Dark King of the Abyss gasped, his eyes fixed on the golden item, and after a few seconds, scrambled away as fast as he could.

Bakura spat on the ground where the monster had been sitting, and then turned to look at his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of a graveyard, surrounded by the mist that permeated the Shadow Realm. I doubt I can use my magic to escape this place, not while I am in its heart. But he decided to try anyway, and focused his energy into the center of Anubis' Eye. It brightened for a moment, but faded quickly.

He sighed. It could take weeks to get out of here, he thought glumly. He looked around at the thick fog that covered the lonely graveyard. I guess I should be glad that I'm back after all these decades, but for some reason all I can think about is Yugi...and that 'guardian' spirit of his....

He took a deep breath to calm himself and picked up the Ring again, trying to sense the direction he needed to go. The Ring lit up and pointed left, and he began to walk in that direction. But as he took another breath, he noticed something he hadn't detected before. "That's odd - the air here feels...lighter, somehow. It's almost as if the clouds could part at any second."

He thought about it for a moment, then scoffed. That's crazy...this place never changes. That's one of my favorite things about coming here. And besides, what am I doing pondering such things? My incompetent host must be corrupting me....

He groaned at the thought and quickened his pace, but stopped in astonishment as the mist thinned. What?! That's not supposed to happen! Puzzled, he looked around. What on earth has happened to this place? There was a small village about a mile ahead of him, and a gigantic mountain range on his right. There were also two young girls playing in a lake on the edge of a large forest.

Bakura blinked, surprised, as a tiny snakelike creature leapt out of the water beside them, fleeing into the forest. "A Petit Dragon? Swimming with children?" he muttered in disbelief. "Where in the world am I?"

He turned his head in every direction, now noticing that there were duel monsters and people interacting with each other all over the place. A group of teenagers zoomed around the hills while Dancing Fairies gathered fruit in the forest. A Cyber Falcon suddenly swooped over Bakura's head, cackling excitedly as it chased a Tyhone around in circles.

"Unbelievable," Bakura whispered. "A world where monsters and humans live in peace...it must be an undiscovered area in the Shadow Realm. This place may be worth exploring after all." He chuckled malevolently and stepped forward into the innocent realm, gleefully picturing all the wicked things he could do in an unspoiled civilization like this one....