Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yugi Mutou:Agent of DUELIST ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Darkstorm 2k2 
The begining of our story.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Angst / Drama / Mystery / Occult / Thriller | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.13.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 524 | Status: Completed
The begining of our story.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Angst / Drama / Mystery / Occult / Thriller | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.13.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 524 | Status: Completed
Yugi Mutou:Agent of DUELIST
by Darkstorm
Disclaimer:I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh in either card,anime,or manga form.
Summary:Major AU. Yugi Mutou is just an oridnary boy who loves Duel Monsters. His life takes a drastic change when he recives a mysterious card,now he can summon monsters. He must become a member of the agency DUELIST and team with the enigmatic Seto Kaiba to combat they evil Malik.
We children,here I go. This will probably be my most ambitious fic yet. This fic is MAJOR AU. As far as names go,except for cretin occaisions,I will be using the Japanese names. For those who don't know the Japanese names,here they are
Eng-Jap
Joey-Jonouchi
Tea-Anzu
Marik-Malik
Odion-Rishid
Arkana-Pandora
Rare Hunter-Seeker
Lumis-Light Mask
Umbra-Dark mask
Strings-Pantomime
Maxamillion Pegasus-Pegasus J. Crawford
Ishizu-Isis
Duke Devlin-Otogi
Ghost Kaiba-Death Imitator
Mako Tsunami-Kajiki Ryouta
Para-Mei
Dox-Kyuu
Rex Raptor-Dinosaur Ryuzaki
Espa Roba-Esper Roba
Weevel-Insector Haga
If there any more names to add,I'll add them to the chapter they appear in. On with the fic
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It was a late Tuesday night of the Red Light District of Domino City,where morals were the taboo. A lone man wearing a light brown trenchcoat walked down the street in a nervous manner. He kept glancing behind him as if to see if he was being followed. After 10 minutes he came to his destination,a bar called Broken Dreams. He could hear the sleazy stripper music and drunken catcalls from inside. He sighed to himself in disghust ,but regained his composure. His business was not inside,but in the alleyway next to the bar. He looked around one last time and walked into the alley.
He pulled out a small gold box inscribed with hieroglyphics. He called out "Kanekura,are you there? Its me,Yoshimori.I have it,I made sure no one followed me here." There was no answer. "Kanekura,answer me!" Yoshimori called out. Again,no answer. "Damnit Kanekura," he yelled "why won't you answer me?" "Because Kanekura is no longer in a state of answering anymore,much less anything else." said a voice from the shadows.
Yoshimori froze in fear at the sound of this voice. "No,not you." he whispered. As if on cue,2 figures dressed in black robes with an eye printed on the hood of the robe stepped out of the shadows. One was a tall, hooded Egyptian man with hieroglyphics tattooed on his face. The other was also a hooded figure,much shorter than his companion. He held in his hands a rod made of solid gold. Under his hood he grinned a sinister smile. Yoshimori took a step back,a look of fear in his eyes. He muttered on word; "Malik."
The shorter figure removed his hood. He was a tanned Egyptian boy with blue eyes and blond hair. He then spoke. "I do believe you have something that belongs to me," he said pointing at the box. Yoshimori held onto the box as if he was protecting a child. "Never!" he yelled. "Over my dead body!" Malik only grinned to himself. "Rishid,show our good friend here what happens to those who don't cooperate with us." The taller man reached into his robe and threw something at Yoshimori's feet. Yoshimori looked down and started to feel sick. It was a severed hand. "That is your friend Kanekura's hand," said Malik, "if you need anymore convincing we have more body parts. Now,give me what's mine or join your friend."
Yoshimori took a step back. "Like I said,the only way you'll get it is over my dead body!" "That," said Malik, "can be easily arranged." And with that,he snapped his fingers. Suddendly,Yoshimori felt 2 pairs of arms wrap around him from behind. He looked over his shoulder,the 2 men were also wearing robes,but they wore masks that covered half their faces. One of the men was a short one with a light colored mask,the other was taller and wore a dark colored mask. In an act of desperation,Yoshimori kicked the taller of the 2 in the knee,causing him to release him. He then powered out of the smaller one's grip and smashed his face with the gold box. He then took off running. "Get him you worthless fools," yelled Malik. I want that box!" "Yes Lord Malik," yelled the two as they ran after Yoshimori.
Yoshimori continued to run down the street. Strangly,the usually busy street was empty. He continued to run until he was tackled from the side. He looked up at the man who tackled him. He was a strange looking man with short,spiked hair and circles under his eyes. "Give me the card that Lord Malik seeks," said the man "and just maybe I'll make your death painless." Yoshimori sighed to himself. "Okay,you win." The man's eyes widened in surprise. Yoshimori pulled out a card from his pocket and threw it at the man's feet. Suddendly,a pit opened around the man and he fell in. Yoshimori ran again. The man climbed out of the pit and picked up the card that Yoshimori threw at him. He read the title of the card out loud. "Trap Hole."
Yoshimori ran further while looking for someone;a cop,a pimp,a drunk,someone who could slow his perusers down. He then saw in front of him a glimmer of hope;a police station. He ran to the door and tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. "Come on! Open up! I need help!" Yoshimori screamed as he pounded on the door. He turned around when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his left thigh,making him drop the box. He looked and saw a knife lodged in his thigh. Then,another knife hit him in the hand with a force that pinned his hand to the door, Then,another hit him in the shoulder. Then another in the knee. Then one just above the heart. Finally single knife hit Yoshimori between the eyes. Yoshimori was dead.
From the darkness a figure wearing a crimson suit,a top hat,and a a mask step out holding a card. The knives then returned to the card. Malk then stepped out from the shadows,as did Rishid,the 2 masked men,and the spiked-hair man. "Excellent work Pandora," said Malik. "Thank you lord Malik," said pandorw,bowing to him. Malik then looked at his 3 servants, "Seeker,Light Mask,Dark Mask. You three could learn a lot from Pandora here." "Us?" asked Seeker. What about Rishid here. I didn't exactly see him chasing after the old bastard." Rishid looked at Seeker with a menacing glare. Seeker quickly shut up.
Malik walked over to Yoshimori's dead body and picked up the box. "What was that you said about your dead body Yoshimori?!" laughed Malik. "Now I shall finally have what's mine." He opened the box,his face turning to a sour expression. "Where is it?!" he yelled. Where is the God of Osiris?!" Malik searched in all of Yoshimori's pockets but all he found were several crumpled up 500 yen notes and a pack or Orbit gum. "That fool didn't have it at all!" yelled Malik to his henchmen "He tricked us!" he yelled. His henchmen,with the exception of Rishid,look at each other worried. "I want you to search this Godforsaken City for that card. And don't bother coming back till its found! Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Lord Malik" said the henchmen. They then went their separate ways.
If Malik had looked on the bottom of the box however,he would have found a piece of paper taped to the box. The piece of paper said "I have hidden the God of Osiris in the mailbox of 5475 Domino Lane."
-------------------------------------next chapter...---------------------------------------------
We are introduced to our hero of the story,Yugi Mutou. As well as Seto Kaiba. And what part will the God of Osiris play in the next chapter?
by Darkstorm
Disclaimer:I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh in either card,anime,or manga form.
Summary:Major AU. Yugi Mutou is just an oridnary boy who loves Duel Monsters. His life takes a drastic change when he recives a mysterious card,now he can summon monsters. He must become a member of the agency DUELIST and team with the enigmatic Seto Kaiba to combat they evil Malik.
We children,here I go. This will probably be my most ambitious fic yet. This fic is MAJOR AU. As far as names go,except for cretin occaisions,I will be using the Japanese names. For those who don't know the Japanese names,here they are
Eng-Jap
Joey-Jonouchi
Tea-Anzu
Marik-Malik
Odion-Rishid
Arkana-Pandora
Rare Hunter-Seeker
Lumis-Light Mask
Umbra-Dark mask
Strings-Pantomime
Maxamillion Pegasus-Pegasus J. Crawford
Ishizu-Isis
Duke Devlin-Otogi
Ghost Kaiba-Death Imitator
Mako Tsunami-Kajiki Ryouta
Para-Mei
Dox-Kyuu
Rex Raptor-Dinosaur Ryuzaki
Espa Roba-Esper Roba
Weevel-Insector Haga
If there any more names to add,I'll add them to the chapter they appear in. On with the fic
------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
It was a late Tuesday night of the Red Light District of Domino City,where morals were the taboo. A lone man wearing a light brown trenchcoat walked down the street in a nervous manner. He kept glancing behind him as if to see if he was being followed. After 10 minutes he came to his destination,a bar called Broken Dreams. He could hear the sleazy stripper music and drunken catcalls from inside. He sighed to himself in disghust ,but regained his composure. His business was not inside,but in the alleyway next to the bar. He looked around one last time and walked into the alley.
He pulled out a small gold box inscribed with hieroglyphics. He called out "Kanekura,are you there? Its me,Yoshimori.I have it,I made sure no one followed me here." There was no answer. "Kanekura,answer me!" Yoshimori called out. Again,no answer. "Damnit Kanekura," he yelled "why won't you answer me?" "Because Kanekura is no longer in a state of answering anymore,much less anything else." said a voice from the shadows.
Yoshimori froze in fear at the sound of this voice. "No,not you." he whispered. As if on cue,2 figures dressed in black robes with an eye printed on the hood of the robe stepped out of the shadows. One was a tall, hooded Egyptian man with hieroglyphics tattooed on his face. The other was also a hooded figure,much shorter than his companion. He held in his hands a rod made of solid gold. Under his hood he grinned a sinister smile. Yoshimori took a step back,a look of fear in his eyes. He muttered on word; "Malik."
The shorter figure removed his hood. He was a tanned Egyptian boy with blue eyes and blond hair. He then spoke. "I do believe you have something that belongs to me," he said pointing at the box. Yoshimori held onto the box as if he was protecting a child. "Never!" he yelled. "Over my dead body!" Malik only grinned to himself. "Rishid,show our good friend here what happens to those who don't cooperate with us." The taller man reached into his robe and threw something at Yoshimori's feet. Yoshimori looked down and started to feel sick. It was a severed hand. "That is your friend Kanekura's hand," said Malik, "if you need anymore convincing we have more body parts. Now,give me what's mine or join your friend."
Yoshimori took a step back. "Like I said,the only way you'll get it is over my dead body!" "That," said Malik, "can be easily arranged." And with that,he snapped his fingers. Suddendly,Yoshimori felt 2 pairs of arms wrap around him from behind. He looked over his shoulder,the 2 men were also wearing robes,but they wore masks that covered half their faces. One of the men was a short one with a light colored mask,the other was taller and wore a dark colored mask. In an act of desperation,Yoshimori kicked the taller of the 2 in the knee,causing him to release him. He then powered out of the smaller one's grip and smashed his face with the gold box. He then took off running. "Get him you worthless fools," yelled Malik. I want that box!" "Yes Lord Malik," yelled the two as they ran after Yoshimori.
Yoshimori continued to run down the street. Strangly,the usually busy street was empty. He continued to run until he was tackled from the side. He looked up at the man who tackled him. He was a strange looking man with short,spiked hair and circles under his eyes. "Give me the card that Lord Malik seeks," said the man "and just maybe I'll make your death painless." Yoshimori sighed to himself. "Okay,you win." The man's eyes widened in surprise. Yoshimori pulled out a card from his pocket and threw it at the man's feet. Suddendly,a pit opened around the man and he fell in. Yoshimori ran again. The man climbed out of the pit and picked up the card that Yoshimori threw at him. He read the title of the card out loud. "Trap Hole."
Yoshimori ran further while looking for someone;a cop,a pimp,a drunk,someone who could slow his perusers down. He then saw in front of him a glimmer of hope;a police station. He ran to the door and tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. "Come on! Open up! I need help!" Yoshimori screamed as he pounded on the door. He turned around when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his left thigh,making him drop the box. He looked and saw a knife lodged in his thigh. Then,another knife hit him in the hand with a force that pinned his hand to the door, Then,another hit him in the shoulder. Then another in the knee. Then one just above the heart. Finally single knife hit Yoshimori between the eyes. Yoshimori was dead.
From the darkness a figure wearing a crimson suit,a top hat,and a a mask step out holding a card. The knives then returned to the card. Malk then stepped out from the shadows,as did Rishid,the 2 masked men,and the spiked-hair man. "Excellent work Pandora," said Malik. "Thank you lord Malik," said pandorw,bowing to him. Malik then looked at his 3 servants, "Seeker,Light Mask,Dark Mask. You three could learn a lot from Pandora here." "Us?" asked Seeker. What about Rishid here. I didn't exactly see him chasing after the old bastard." Rishid looked at Seeker with a menacing glare. Seeker quickly shut up.
Malik walked over to Yoshimori's dead body and picked up the box. "What was that you said about your dead body Yoshimori?!" laughed Malik. "Now I shall finally have what's mine." He opened the box,his face turning to a sour expression. "Where is it?!" he yelled. Where is the God of Osiris?!" Malik searched in all of Yoshimori's pockets but all he found were several crumpled up 500 yen notes and a pack or Orbit gum. "That fool didn't have it at all!" yelled Malik to his henchmen "He tricked us!" he yelled. His henchmen,with the exception of Rishid,look at each other worried. "I want you to search this Godforsaken City for that card. And don't bother coming back till its found! Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Lord Malik" said the henchmen. They then went their separate ways.
If Malik had looked on the bottom of the box however,he would have found a piece of paper taped to the box. The piece of paper said "I have hidden the God of Osiris in the mailbox of 5475 Domino Lane."
-------------------------------------next chapter...---------------------------------------------
We are introduced to our hero of the story,Yugi Mutou. As well as Seto Kaiba. And what part will the God of Osiris play in the next chapter?