Thread: Yu-Gi-Oh! New Genesis (Grave x Gear)

Scott Young, age 18, was leaving his apartment to head for the local card shop. He stood at an even six feet and had an athletic build. His brown hair rustled in the slight breeze, and his blue eyes scanned the sidewalk ahead of him, staying alert to his surroundings. He had recently moved to Manhattan and was interested to see what the Big Apple had to offer. He had recently discovered the card shop that had a community of people who played Duel Monsters, and had even won local tournaments running out of the shop with his Heraldic Beast deck. However, Duel Monsters itself had recently taken a hit. The main headquarters in Japan had been attacked by a mysterious organization that had left no trace of itself. The only proof that it even had been an organization was that the headquarters had been attacked with synchronized explosions set off in unison. The attack had been at night so that no one was killed, but the group had seriously hindered the supply of cards by their actions. Until repairs were done, only a single copy of each card in existence was available. As such, online sales of cards had been ended, and the only hope of finding a newly-printed card was in a pack. Scott had completed his Heraldic Beast deck except for one card, Number C69 Heraldry Crest of Horror, and now that card was going to be difficult to find. As Scott strolled into the card shop, he was greeted by several local players who lived in the immediate area. He approached the counter and gave some money to the proprietor, who gave him three of the packs he had researched Heraldry Crest of Horror to be in. He sat down at a table and opened the first pack, which had several cards he did not have but not the one he needed. Scott opened the second pack and again there was no luck. He turned his attention to the last pack, trying not to get his hopes up. As he looked through the cards, his eyes widened in disbelief. Right there was Heraldry Crest of Horror, the exact card he needed. He reached down and opened the dueling container that was on his belt, pulling out a deck that was protected by green sleeves. Scott placed it in a sleeve and then looked proudly at his completed deck. Tossing the packages, he pocketed the cards he had bought and left the card shop, planning to practice with it some before he tested it in a real duel. As he walked down the sidewalk, however, he suddenly felt himself being pushed into an alley. In the alley behind his apartment complex, he was knocked down and looking up at a mysterious robed figure. The figure pointed at him with menacing posture. Give me Number C69 Heraldry Crest of Horror! the figure demanded in a robotically altered voice. Scott was completely stunned by the request. How could anyone have known he had that card when he had just pulled it randomly from a pack less than five minutes ago? And what was up with this weirdo anyway? Not sticking around to find out, Scott got to his feet and began running toward the other side of the alley, where he could escape back to the street and get help. Unperturbed, the robed figure reached into a sleeve and pressed a button, which created an invisible wall at both exits using emitters this person had placed there hours earlier. Scott ran face first into the barrier, knocking himself down and getting back up quickly in confusion. He turned as the robed figure came around the other side of the alley. Who are you? Why are you doing this?! Just give me the card and you will be free to go. Scott thought about it, but decided that he shouldn't give up a card just because some nutcase asked for it. No, I'm not giving you the card! If you want it, come take it from me, but I'll put up a fight! The robed figure cocked their head to the side. In that case, I'll duel you for it. The person reached into their robe and pulled out a duel disc before tossing it to Scott, who was barely able to catch it in time. At the same time, the robed person produced their own disc, which was dark blue and resting on a covered arm. Scott put his on and placed his deck inside, seeing it show 8000 life points and make some electronic humming sounds. Scott was still not fully understanding what was going on, but he knew that he had to duel his way out of this. If he could win against this mysterious opponent, he would be let go and keep his card. If he lost, he would lose the only copy of this card available. Scott put fear and doubt out of his mind to focus on the duel. His Heraldic Beast deck had not let him down yet, and he hoped it would win him this most unusual duel. Taking a deep breath, he drew his first hand as the opponent was drawing theirs.