Storytime: Starshards P/?
I'm crazy… and I love What-if's far to much.
So I'm currently totally blocked concerning "The robbed Light" and this kind of spawned from when I was trying to come up with a plot line with it.
This is just a third of the Prologue, but I really felt like posting this.
Enjoy
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's
Characters: Yusei, Crow, Kiryu, Jack
Genre: Adventure/Angst
Rating: T
Warnings: Spoilers for 34 at least
Summary: Multichap, AU - For Signer and Dark Signer alike death isn’t as permanent as it should be and there are always consequences to be considered…
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s.
--- Starshards ---
Somehow this wasn’t what it was supposed to be like, Yusei thought as he defeated his third opponent. Of course he had known this last Zone M would be tough, tougher than anything that they faced before. Their infamous reputation as Team Satisfaction, the one invincible team that was determined to dominate over everyone else in Satellite, had a long reach after all.
So Yusei had counted on difficulties here, perhaps that some of their old challengers would ally to a team of four trying to keep them from their goal out of principle. However he had not thought to be confronted with a team of twenty instead of four. And despite what Kiryu had said abut them being alright with it, he couldn’t help but feel that the game had been tainted by their opponents actions.
He turned to the last standing opponent on the roof. The whole time he had been duelling he had noticed the nervous glances the others have thrown him, especially after being defeated one by one. “Take it you’re the leader?” he called out, his voice calm but behind that mask burned anger.
The other didn’t even bother to hide his anger. “Bastard, how dare you-!” he spit. Yusei tried (and somewhat failed) to keep his face straight; but then he focused. There was no use in getting riled up, not if he could just give all payback needed in a duel.
“You were the ones who sullied the duel! I’ll make you pay your just dues!” In an often-practiced movement, Yusei threw the cuff, which closed around the other’s dueldisc. However now the other had regained his calm and chuckled; and somehow the sound send a foreboding shiver down Yuseis spine.
“A match is all about winning.” the older man declared as he grabbed the rope that connected their discs.
“And winning means… beating down your opponent.” He started running towards the edge, dragging the surprised Yusei with him.
He jumped over the rail to the next roof, leaving Yusei confused on just what that bastard was planning. And the moment he realised, it was to late, the other already pulled hard on the robe, using all his physical advantages against Yusei to pull him of the roof, calling: “See you in hell!”
But Yusei was not yet about to panic; it was not that easy to use his own weapons against him. Quickly he pulled the rope himself, drawing near to his opponent and the other roof. But the other just considered him a superior smirk as he took of his dueldisc.
“Later kid.” he whispered, knowing all to well that this fall was not one to be survived.
And then Yusei felt gravity truly kick in, and as he was falling, he couldn’t suppress the scream of shock. From the ground he heard Crow and Jack call his name but neither would be able to help him.
“Yusei!” It was Kiryu. In a split of a second he turned and saw the cuff that their leader had thrown to him, the lifeline he needed. He stretched and for a moment he felt his fingertips touch the cuff. But gravity won and he continued falling.
His mind went blank and he realised: He was going to die. Now.
And suddenly for the split of a second the cloudhung sky above him turns blue and wide and free. And cutting through that sky towards Yusei is a dragon with white skin, blue scales, wide wings and gleaming yellow eyes; and he feels it’s fierce battle cry reverberating in his ears and soul.
And then the moment was gone and he was falling again. He felt himself connect with the ground.
And then there was nothing.
TBC…
So I'm currently totally blocked concerning "The robbed Light" and this kind of spawned from when I was trying to come up with a plot line with it.
This is just a third of the Prologue, but I really felt like posting this.
Enjoy
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's
Characters: Yusei, Crow, Kiryu, Jack
Genre: Adventure/Angst
Rating: T
Warnings: Spoilers for 34 at least
Summary: Multichap, AU - For Signer and Dark Signer alike death isn’t as permanent as it should be and there are always consequences to be considered…
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s.
--- Starshards ---
Somehow this wasn’t what it was supposed to be like, Yusei thought as he defeated his third opponent. Of course he had known this last Zone M would be tough, tougher than anything that they faced before. Their infamous reputation as Team Satisfaction, the one invincible team that was determined to dominate over everyone else in Satellite, had a long reach after all.
So Yusei had counted on difficulties here, perhaps that some of their old challengers would ally to a team of four trying to keep them from their goal out of principle. However he had not thought to be confronted with a team of twenty instead of four. And despite what Kiryu had said abut them being alright with it, he couldn’t help but feel that the game had been tainted by their opponents actions.
He turned to the last standing opponent on the roof. The whole time he had been duelling he had noticed the nervous glances the others have thrown him, especially after being defeated one by one. “Take it you’re the leader?” he called out, his voice calm but behind that mask burned anger.
The other didn’t even bother to hide his anger. “Bastard, how dare you-!” he spit. Yusei tried (and somewhat failed) to keep his face straight; but then he focused. There was no use in getting riled up, not if he could just give all payback needed in a duel.
“You were the ones who sullied the duel! I’ll make you pay your just dues!” In an often-practiced movement, Yusei threw the cuff, which closed around the other’s dueldisc. However now the other had regained his calm and chuckled; and somehow the sound send a foreboding shiver down Yuseis spine.
“A match is all about winning.” the older man declared as he grabbed the rope that connected their discs.
“And winning means… beating down your opponent.” He started running towards the edge, dragging the surprised Yusei with him.
He jumped over the rail to the next roof, leaving Yusei confused on just what that bastard was planning. And the moment he realised, it was to late, the other already pulled hard on the robe, using all his physical advantages against Yusei to pull him of the roof, calling: “See you in hell!”
But Yusei was not yet about to panic; it was not that easy to use his own weapons against him. Quickly he pulled the rope himself, drawing near to his opponent and the other roof. But the other just considered him a superior smirk as he took of his dueldisc.
“Later kid.” he whispered, knowing all to well that this fall was not one to be survived.
And then Yusei felt gravity truly kick in, and as he was falling, he couldn’t suppress the scream of shock. From the ground he heard Crow and Jack call his name but neither would be able to help him.
“Yusei!” It was Kiryu. In a split of a second he turned and saw the cuff that their leader had thrown to him, the lifeline he needed. He stretched and for a moment he felt his fingertips touch the cuff. But gravity won and he continued falling.
His mind went blank and he realised: He was going to die. Now.
And suddenly for the split of a second the cloudhung sky above him turns blue and wide and free. And cutting through that sky towards Yusei is a dragon with white skin, blue scales, wide wings and gleaming yellow eyes; and he feels it’s fierce battle cry reverberating in his ears and soul.
And then the moment was gone and he was falling again. He felt himself connect with the ground.
And then there was nothing.
TBC…