Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ All Saints Night ❯ Visions ( Chapter 1 )
by WSJ
Tales of the Child of Fate: Book 2
WSJ: *Hops in wearing a red sweater with white fuzzy trim and blue jeans, a Santa hat, and a candy cane sticking out of her mouth*
Chiot: *passed out on the bed from too much eggnog*
WSJ: *Giggles* Merry Christmas all!!!!
Unmei: SJ, Christmas isn't for another three weeks....
WSJ: =3 *Ignores him* This is the sequel to Visions of the Heart, so if you haven't read that yet, go do so. Tehehe... You know, this is silly, editing a story about Halloween during Christmas....
Unmei: You could just put it off for ten more months....
WSJ: No way! Them readers have been waiting too long as it is!!!
Unmei: *Sigh* SJ does not own YGO. She only owns the plot, Kuroi Karasu, Jonathon, and various other OCs.
WSJ: Notes! This takes place about a month after VotH.
Credit for the inspiration for a couple minor plot details goes to Elanor Pam. She sent me an incredibly long and in-depth e-mail when I was writing this the first time around. One of her ideas I eventually (with the help of a freaky dream I had on the bus on the way home from a missions trip) morphed into the "Web of Time" chapter.
A couple things I left hanging in VotH should be explained in this. ^__^ Enjoy!
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All Saints Night
Chapter 1 - A Vision of Terror
"All the world's problems can be solved by finding the right long-haired pretty boy and beating the crap out of him."
~(The Ultimate Console RPG Cliche List)
(Ain't it the truth? XD)
"Ryou?"
"Hm?"
"I'm sorry..."
Sitting up from where he'd been flopped on the couch, Ryou put a hand on his yami's shoulder. "Bakura, that was a year ago. All's been forgiven."
Bakura stared sullenly down into his lap. "Yeah, by you, but what about the others?"
Ryou sighed. "You'll have to ask them yourself. I can't grant forgiveness if it isn't mine to give."
Both teens sat at home in a darkened livingroom, trying to ignore the happy shouts coming from outside. Ryou's father had left for a dig in Greece just that morning, and wasn't due home until just before Christmas. Tonight was Halloween, or All Saints' Night, and most of the population of Domino City who were under twenty-one were out on the streets, begging for candy.
For Ryou and Bakura, this night just brought back unpleasant memories of the year before, when they'd been at the Duelist Kingdom on this very night, October 31.
Ryou sighed at his yami's silence and settled back onto the couch, half-asleep with boredom. Most of the lights in the house were off so that no trick-or-treaters would come. Not that that really made a difference for Ryou...
Suddenly, through the darkened corridors of his mind, a picture suddenly flashed in full, living color, accompanied by a scream of terror. Ryou only had time to glimpse the look of pure horror on Yugi's face before the vision was gone, as quickly as it had come.
He became aware suddenly of Bakura's hands on his shoulders, frantically shaking him. "Ryou!"
"I-I'm okay..." Ryou said, taking a deep, yet shaky, breath.
Bakura didn't remove his hands from his hikari's shoulders, and was silent a moment. "What did you see?"
Over the past month since Ryou had lost his physical sight, they'd slowly begun to realize that he possessed something more, almost an internal sight. So far, his visions had been few, far between, and only vaguely accurate. Things like seeing his dad come up the driveway five minutes before he did, or that a teacher was going to give a pop quiz. He could also vaguely see auras, or life force, which kept him from stumbling around completely blind. His father, Shen Bakura, thought that Ryou must have inherited his mother's psychic powers.
"I-I saw..." Ryou took another deep breath. "Yugi. He looked like he was in trouble, maybe hurt."
Bakura looked at him in concern. "Are you sure, aibou?"
Ryou nodded. "We have to help him! I don't know where Yami was, I didn't have but a glimpse."
"Alright hikari, let's go."
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WSJ: *Giggling maddly* Short, I know. Just wait....
Unmei: -_-;; And here we go again....
Chapter 2: Bakura and Ryou arrive in a dark alley, where Yami is fighting with... Kuroi Karasu? But isn't he dead? Kuroi sends Ryou and Bakura into a dream-world, forced to relive their most painful memory over and over... Will it tear their fragile bond apart to be forced to remember?