Mc: Hi this is my first Fanfic, so it might not be the best. This is a story about a girl who is transported into the Yugioh world and has only a no memory of how she got there and why she was sent there. Will she find out why she is there or will she fail in her quest.
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything YGO, but really wish I did. The only thing I own is Stela and she resents being owned. (Glances nervously over to where Stela is standing and smiles sweetly.)
(Ding-dong) 15-year old Stela looked away from the T.V, were she was watching Yu-gi-oh, the ringing doorbell distracting her. (Ding-dong, Ding-dong) The door rang twice this time, as if the person who was outside was growing impatient. Stela sighed, got up, and hurried to the door, muttering, “I’m coming, I’m coming, ” Under her breathe.
Opening the door, Stela saw a tall, pimply delivery boy, with a rather large package under his arm, standing on the porch. ‘Hmmm, I wonder if it’s the book I ordered.’ Stela thought as the delivery boy looked down at her, then at his clipboard. “Are you Stela Mist?” he asked in a bored voice. Stela nodded. “I have a package for you, please sign on the dotted line.”
After giving the boy her John Hancock, Stela closed the door and looked down at the package, which was plain in itself: a foot x foot box with brown cardboard and an address label. Stela humored herself that maybe it was from Pegasus, then she saw something funny about the package. ‘Odd, it doesn’t have a return address except that it’s from Egypt…’ Furrowing her brown in thought, Stela walked down the hall to her bedroom.
Stopping in the hall by a large antique mirror hanging there, Stela looked at her reflection citable, thinking. It had been only a short time ago that she became interested in Yu-gi-oh and before that time people who knew her and also watched the show had said that she looked and acted a lot like Ryou Bakura. Stela had long white-blonde hair and pale skin. She was shy and was a loner at times. The only difference between Ryou and Stela was, besides Stela obviously being a girl, was that she had large blue eyes instead of brown, and she was short. As she looked at herself in the mirror, Stela sighed. She was the shortest person in her grade and most people made fun of her because of it.
Stela sighed again, then smiling at herself, she continued down the hall to her room.
Closing her door behind her, Stela flopped down on her bed, ripping off the tape on the box and peaking into it and gasped, not believing what she saw.
Reaching into the box, Stela carefully lifted out a gold pendent shaped like a heart that was about the size of an orange. “Wow, its beautiful, and light…but it looks like its solid gold.” Stela whispered to herself.
Staring at the spinning pendent, Stela blinked in surprise. On one side of the heart was a symbol, one Stela knew very well. “It’s an eye, a Millennium eye, but how and why would anyone go through the trouble of making real looking Millennium item, just to give it way.” Stela said to no one in particular. Shaking her head to break the trace the beautiful item seemed to have on her, Stela looked back down into the box and saw a type, nestled snuggly in memory form.
Slipping the pendent around her neck, Stela eased the tape out of its protection and walking over to her T.V. popped the video into her VCR, and pressed play. At first the screen was deep black, then suddenly a strange person appeared from the darkness just enough so that you couldn’t see its face. It looked at Stela, or at least Stela thought it was looking at her.
“Greetings young one.” the faceless person said, who sounded male by his voice, with an accent that held no emotion. “You have been chosen to bear the Millennium Heart.”
Stela let out a small gasp and looked at the object around her neck and whispered, “Millennium Heart?” To her surprise the man answered her. “Yes, though I no time to explain it to you, you must know that you are the only one who can use the powers of the Heart and transfer them to another. You will have to figure out the Heart yourself though, but you will have help if you need it, and someone is always close by. You may go though many trials to reach your destiny. Now, you will have few memory of the life you lead now, so you won’t have questions that need to be answered. Now prepare yourself.”
And as the man said this, a bright light emitted from an object on his chest and the room around Stela stared to dissolve into darkness. Leaping to her feet, Stela started to panic as her room disappeared.
Noticing that her deck was one of the few things left, Stela grabbed it as the rest on the room disappeared, and falling into the dark void that was once her room and feeling herself slipping away from consciousness, Stela’s last thought before she fainted was ‘What is happening?’
Mc: So what do you think? I hope you like it. Well I’ll try to add chapters as soon as I can but you have to R&R to get them. Well until next time .
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything YGO, but really wish I did. The only thing I own is Stela and she resents being owned. (Glances nervously over to where Stela is standing and smiles sweetly.)
(Ding-dong) 15-year old Stela looked away from the T.V, were she was watching Yu-gi-oh, the ringing doorbell distracting her. (Ding-dong, Ding-dong) The door rang twice this time, as if the person who was outside was growing impatient. Stela sighed, got up, and hurried to the door, muttering, “I’m coming, I’m coming, ” Under her breathe.
Opening the door, Stela saw a tall, pimply delivery boy, with a rather large package under his arm, standing on the porch. ‘Hmmm, I wonder if it’s the book I ordered.’ Stela thought as the delivery boy looked down at her, then at his clipboard. “Are you Stela Mist?” he asked in a bored voice. Stela nodded. “I have a package for you, please sign on the dotted line.”
After giving the boy her John Hancock, Stela closed the door and looked down at the package, which was plain in itself: a foot x foot box with brown cardboard and an address label. Stela humored herself that maybe it was from Pegasus, then she saw something funny about the package. ‘Odd, it doesn’t have a return address except that it’s from Egypt…’ Furrowing her brown in thought, Stela walked down the hall to her bedroom.
Stopping in the hall by a large antique mirror hanging there, Stela looked at her reflection citable, thinking. It had been only a short time ago that she became interested in Yu-gi-oh and before that time people who knew her and also watched the show had said that she looked and acted a lot like Ryou Bakura. Stela had long white-blonde hair and pale skin. She was shy and was a loner at times. The only difference between Ryou and Stela was, besides Stela obviously being a girl, was that she had large blue eyes instead of brown, and she was short. As she looked at herself in the mirror, Stela sighed. She was the shortest person in her grade and most people made fun of her because of it.
Stela sighed again, then smiling at herself, she continued down the hall to her room.
Closing her door behind her, Stela flopped down on her bed, ripping off the tape on the box and peaking into it and gasped, not believing what she saw.
Reaching into the box, Stela carefully lifted out a gold pendent shaped like a heart that was about the size of an orange. “Wow, its beautiful, and light…but it looks like its solid gold.” Stela whispered to herself.
Staring at the spinning pendent, Stela blinked in surprise. On one side of the heart was a symbol, one Stela knew very well. “It’s an eye, a Millennium eye, but how and why would anyone go through the trouble of making real looking Millennium item, just to give it way.” Stela said to no one in particular. Shaking her head to break the trace the beautiful item seemed to have on her, Stela looked back down into the box and saw a type, nestled snuggly in memory form.
Slipping the pendent around her neck, Stela eased the tape out of its protection and walking over to her T.V. popped the video into her VCR, and pressed play. At first the screen was deep black, then suddenly a strange person appeared from the darkness just enough so that you couldn’t see its face. It looked at Stela, or at least Stela thought it was looking at her.
“Greetings young one.” the faceless person said, who sounded male by his voice, with an accent that held no emotion. “You have been chosen to bear the Millennium Heart.”
Stela let out a small gasp and looked at the object around her neck and whispered, “Millennium Heart?” To her surprise the man answered her. “Yes, though I no time to explain it to you, you must know that you are the only one who can use the powers of the Heart and transfer them to another. You will have to figure out the Heart yourself though, but you will have help if you need it, and someone is always close by. You may go though many trials to reach your destiny. Now, you will have few memory of the life you lead now, so you won’t have questions that need to be answered. Now prepare yourself.”
And as the man said this, a bright light emitted from an object on his chest and the room around Stela stared to dissolve into darkness. Leaping to her feet, Stela started to panic as her room disappeared.
Noticing that her deck was one of the few things left, Stela grabbed it as the rest on the room disappeared, and falling into the dark void that was once her room and feeling herself slipping away from consciousness, Stela’s last thought before she fainted was ‘What is happening?’
Mc: So what do you think? I hope you like it. Well I’ll try to add chapters as soon as I can but you have to R&R to get them. Well until next time .
