Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ YGO Blade Runner ❯ Prologue
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Lsama-no-miko 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Cyberpunk / Drama / Post-apocalyptic / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.31.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 226 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Cyberpunk / Drama / Post-apocalyptic / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.31.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 226 | Status: Work In Progress
YGO Blade Runner
by Sakura (aka L-sama no Miko)
Disclaimer: I don’t own YGO or Blade Runner, so please don’t sue. Also all of you major Blade Runner fans may want to stay away ‘cause I am going to probably mangle this artistic and cinematic masterpiece. Please forgive me for what I am about to do.
Replicate: (v) to make a copy of.
Replica: (n) 1.A copy made at a smaller scale of the original. 2. An exact copy.
Replicant (n) An android that is an exact copy of a specific human, or is indistinguishable from a human.
Prologue
By the end of the 20th century, the Earth had become nigh uninhabitable due to the breakout of a third world war now known as World War Terminus. During the fallout from the war, the world’s animal population had slowly begun to die out forcing many farms to shut down and close.
However, thanks to the Kaiba Corporation, the world’s leading robotics and genetics company at the time, many of the remaining animals were able to be cloned into a combination of flesh and electronics. Sadly though, very few could afford these simulated beings. Also most of Earth’s population had emigrated to colonies that had only just begun to be formed, leaving the once blue and green planet a desolate place. Those who couldn’t afford the price or pass the rigorous physicals to leave were forced to remain under Kaiba’s iron rule and constant acid rain that poured down.
Early in the 21st century, the Kaiba Corporation advanced the field robotics into the Nexus phase – a being virtually identical to a human – known as a Replicant. The Nexus 6 replicants were superior in strength and agility and at least equal to in intelligence, to the genetic engineers who created them.
Replicants were used in space as slaves, in the hazardous exploration colonization of other planets.
After a brutal rebellion by a Nexus 6 combat team on one of these colonies, these beings were banished from mankind’s home world. Those who dared break this exile were executed, that is if they were caught.
Special law enforcement squads known as Blade Runner Units were created to hunt down and shoot upon identification these rogue Replicants. They didn’t call it execution though, they called it ‘retirement’.
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The spiky haired boy wandered aimlessly through the dark streets of the colony. His head hung low as he hugged and rubbed his bare arms in an attempt to fight off the increasing desert cold. He couldn’t believe he’d just been replaced and tossed out like yesterday’s garbage. Wasn’t he good enough for that man? Did he do something wrong? What was so special about that ‘latest model’ that had shown up at the door a scant few hours earlier? He quickly ducked into a small alley when he saw a couple men stumble from one of the local bars.
“You really should have brought a jacket,” said a voice causing him to squeak and jump, “You’ll freeze, dressed like that.” Shaking fearfully, the boy backed away when the person started coming towards him. He blinked in awe at the man’s long, spiky white hair and dark chocolate eyes. He blushed slightly when he noticed the man’s slim, yet muscular figure. Chuckling, the man jumped several feet into the air and snatched a piece of red cloth that had been hanging from a clothesline from an apartment above. The boy’s eyes widened in awe as he landed deftly and silently. “Here,” he said offering the red robe. “It won’t bite,” he said chuckling again when the boy made no move.
Blushing the boy shyly took the robe and put it over his skimpy black leather outfit. “T-Thanks,” he murmured softly. The man smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair.
“You get trashed?” the man asked after a few moments of awkward silence. “That why you’re out here where these wolves can get at you?”
“H-He got the latest model,” the boy said forlornly.
“Poor kid,” the man said in sympathy, “Which one are you?”
“N-Nexus 5.”
“Thought so. Not many of us sixes in this shithole of the universe.”
“You’re a six?!” the boy cried in awe. He knew this man wasn’t a human, no one could’ve jumped that high to begin with. He just didn’t know which model.
“The latest in combat to be exact,” the man said with a mixture of bitterness and pride. “I just decided to take a little vacation to Earth.”
“Y-You rebelled?! I-I didn’t know sixes could do that! Why?!”
The white haired replicant laughed. “All of us are capable of rebellion, little one. Even you. Your master just didn’t give you reason to did he?”
The smaller Nexus model nodded. It was no surprise that he’d gotten tired of his life of servitude to a rich perverted bastard, but the man who had owned him never mistreated him in anyway – until today, when he chucked him out the door as soon as he signed for the delivery of the newer model.
“He just threw me away!” the boy yelled banging his fist against a garbage can, startling a stray robotic cat.
The taller replicant eye’s glowed red for a moment, angry that a kinsman of his could be treated so coldly, especially one who was absolutely scrumptious looking as this poor waif. The eyes softened just as quickly and he drew the other replicant closer, wrapping his arms around the smaller lithe frame. “You’re coming with me,” he said in a tone that left no room for objection.
The boy nodded, besides, what else could he do? He had nowhere to go. It was either live on the streets, letting whoever came along to use him as they pleased to survive or go with the rather handsome replicant. In his mind, the second choice had been looking better every moment. He just wished his grandfather had lived a bit longer so he could have said a proper goodbye.
“Oi! There ya are ‘Kura!” said a blond teen carrying several backpacks entering the alley. “I thought ya said to meet at tha club. Mal ‘n’ I’ve been looking all over fer ya!” At that, another blond come from behind the taller one.
“Ooo, what do we have here?” the second blond leered, noticing the now shaking boy in the white haired man’s arms.
“He’s not for you Malik,” snapped the albino, obviously the leader of this little group. The tanned blond, called Malik pouted, but obeyed. “He just got trashed. We’re taking him with us.”
“Geez, poor lil’ guy,” the taller blond said, “These bastards really make me sick sometimes. I’m Jou,” he said holding out his hand to the boy.
“Y-Yugi,” the boy said meekly, not taking his hand.
“Yugi huh?” the other blond queried, staring hard at the boy, “It’s cute. I’m Malik, by the way.”
Yugi nodded, blushing and backing slightly into the leader’s chest. The albino replicant chuckled at the smaller’s shyness and ruffled his hair again. “Welcome to our little rebellion, Yugi. My name is Bakura.”
~TBC~
Well, here’s the start of yet another of my horrid, horrid mutilations. -_-‘ Let me know if I should go on with this or not ‘k? Also if you can tell me who’s playing which replicant from the movie, you’ll get a whole chappie dedicated to you. Oh yeah, if you have any ideas who could have Gaff’s part, I’d be forever grateful. I’m having a bit of a problem casting him right now. -_- Just remember it has to be someone from the YGO/YGO GX universe. Many thanx!!
by Sakura (aka L-sama no Miko)
Disclaimer: I don’t own YGO or Blade Runner, so please don’t sue. Also all of you major Blade Runner fans may want to stay away ‘cause I am going to probably mangle this artistic and cinematic masterpiece. Please forgive me for what I am about to do.
Replicate: (v) to make a copy of.
Replica: (n) 1.A copy made at a smaller scale of the original. 2. An exact copy.
Replicant (n) An android that is an exact copy of a specific human, or is indistinguishable from a human.
Prologue
By the end of the 20th century, the Earth had become nigh uninhabitable due to the breakout of a third world war now known as World War Terminus. During the fallout from the war, the world’s animal population had slowly begun to die out forcing many farms to shut down and close.
However, thanks to the Kaiba Corporation, the world’s leading robotics and genetics company at the time, many of the remaining animals were able to be cloned into a combination of flesh and electronics. Sadly though, very few could afford these simulated beings. Also most of Earth’s population had emigrated to colonies that had only just begun to be formed, leaving the once blue and green planet a desolate place. Those who couldn’t afford the price or pass the rigorous physicals to leave were forced to remain under Kaiba’s iron rule and constant acid rain that poured down.
Early in the 21st century, the Kaiba Corporation advanced the field robotics into the Nexus phase – a being virtually identical to a human – known as a Replicant. The Nexus 6 replicants were superior in strength and agility and at least equal to in intelligence, to the genetic engineers who created them.
Replicants were used in space as slaves, in the hazardous exploration colonization of other planets.
After a brutal rebellion by a Nexus 6 combat team on one of these colonies, these beings were banished from mankind’s home world. Those who dared break this exile were executed, that is if they were caught.
Special law enforcement squads known as Blade Runner Units were created to hunt down and shoot upon identification these rogue Replicants. They didn’t call it execution though, they called it ‘retirement’.
***************************************
The spiky haired boy wandered aimlessly through the dark streets of the colony. His head hung low as he hugged and rubbed his bare arms in an attempt to fight off the increasing desert cold. He couldn’t believe he’d just been replaced and tossed out like yesterday’s garbage. Wasn’t he good enough for that man? Did he do something wrong? What was so special about that ‘latest model’ that had shown up at the door a scant few hours earlier? He quickly ducked into a small alley when he saw a couple men stumble from one of the local bars.
“You really should have brought a jacket,” said a voice causing him to squeak and jump, “You’ll freeze, dressed like that.” Shaking fearfully, the boy backed away when the person started coming towards him. He blinked in awe at the man’s long, spiky white hair and dark chocolate eyes. He blushed slightly when he noticed the man’s slim, yet muscular figure. Chuckling, the man jumped several feet into the air and snatched a piece of red cloth that had been hanging from a clothesline from an apartment above. The boy’s eyes widened in awe as he landed deftly and silently. “Here,” he said offering the red robe. “It won’t bite,” he said chuckling again when the boy made no move.
Blushing the boy shyly took the robe and put it over his skimpy black leather outfit. “T-Thanks,” he murmured softly. The man smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair.
“You get trashed?” the man asked after a few moments of awkward silence. “That why you’re out here where these wolves can get at you?”
“H-He got the latest model,” the boy said forlornly.
“Poor kid,” the man said in sympathy, “Which one are you?”
“N-Nexus 5.”
“Thought so. Not many of us sixes in this shithole of the universe.”
“You’re a six?!” the boy cried in awe. He knew this man wasn’t a human, no one could’ve jumped that high to begin with. He just didn’t know which model.
“The latest in combat to be exact,” the man said with a mixture of bitterness and pride. “I just decided to take a little vacation to Earth.”
“Y-You rebelled?! I-I didn’t know sixes could do that! Why?!”
The white haired replicant laughed. “All of us are capable of rebellion, little one. Even you. Your master just didn’t give you reason to did he?”
The smaller Nexus model nodded. It was no surprise that he’d gotten tired of his life of servitude to a rich perverted bastard, but the man who had owned him never mistreated him in anyway – until today, when he chucked him out the door as soon as he signed for the delivery of the newer model.
“He just threw me away!” the boy yelled banging his fist against a garbage can, startling a stray robotic cat.
The taller replicant eye’s glowed red for a moment, angry that a kinsman of his could be treated so coldly, especially one who was absolutely scrumptious looking as this poor waif. The eyes softened just as quickly and he drew the other replicant closer, wrapping his arms around the smaller lithe frame. “You’re coming with me,” he said in a tone that left no room for objection.
The boy nodded, besides, what else could he do? He had nowhere to go. It was either live on the streets, letting whoever came along to use him as they pleased to survive or go with the rather handsome replicant. In his mind, the second choice had been looking better every moment. He just wished his grandfather had lived a bit longer so he could have said a proper goodbye.
“Oi! There ya are ‘Kura!” said a blond teen carrying several backpacks entering the alley. “I thought ya said to meet at tha club. Mal ‘n’ I’ve been looking all over fer ya!” At that, another blond come from behind the taller one.
“Ooo, what do we have here?” the second blond leered, noticing the now shaking boy in the white haired man’s arms.
“He’s not for you Malik,” snapped the albino, obviously the leader of this little group. The tanned blond, called Malik pouted, but obeyed. “He just got trashed. We’re taking him with us.”
“Geez, poor lil’ guy,” the taller blond said, “These bastards really make me sick sometimes. I’m Jou,” he said holding out his hand to the boy.
“Y-Yugi,” the boy said meekly, not taking his hand.
“Yugi huh?” the other blond queried, staring hard at the boy, “It’s cute. I’m Malik, by the way.”
Yugi nodded, blushing and backing slightly into the leader’s chest. The albino replicant chuckled at the smaller’s shyness and ruffled his hair again. “Welcome to our little rebellion, Yugi. My name is Bakura.”
~TBC~
Well, here’s the start of yet another of my horrid, horrid mutilations. -_-‘ Let me know if I should go on with this or not ‘k? Also if you can tell me who’s playing which replicant from the movie, you’ll get a whole chappie dedicated to you. Oh yeah, if you have any ideas who could have Gaff’s part, I’d be forever grateful. I’m having a bit of a problem casting him right now. -_- Just remember it has to be someone from the YGO/YGO GX universe. Many thanx!!