Piercing The Darkness Yu-gi-oh Novels & Stories

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

There was a swish and a low murmur, a breeze quite cold ruffling her hair, and the next second, her whole body was outlined by a bluish light so blinding that Kleint had to look away. “Once this is over, I’ll be utterly useless, Kleint. This is the last of my energy. I leave my father’s fate up to you.” Kleint had no time to argue because, at the same moment, the diamonds started making their way to Dark’s chest, layer by layer, seemingly trying to protect him from harm. However, once the layers towered up to Z’s palms, the sound of something being squashed echoed, and the diamonds were sucked through the air, penetrating through Z’s hands in a flash of light. Z let out a small gasp, and the

The beam PIERCES three shadow creatures, VAPORIZING them mid-motion. [SHINJUKU] (eyes gleaming) Yes… burn it away. Shinjuku VANISHES. BLINK— He reappears behind Arkcadis, fist already cocked, wrapped in compressed darkness. IMPACT. Shinjuku's punch SLAMS into Arkcadis's side. Ice EXPLODES outward like shrapnel. Arkcadis is hurled through two frozen arches— CRASH. [DAQUAN] ARKCADIS!

The frantic humming of the bond went silent, replaced by a heavy, grounding weight. "Mine," Lorenzo growled. He moved with a rhythm that wasn't human. It was pure Enigma instinct. Claiming. Marking. Kyrian dug his nails into Lorenzo’s shoulders. He scratched down his back "Yes," Kyrian gasped. "Yes." He didn't know who he was saying yes to. To Lorenzo? To the bond? To the oblivion? It didn't matter. Lorenzo bit down on the mark on his neck. Kyrian screamed. White light exploded behind his eyes.

Remy squeezes my knee once. I squeeze back. The card dissolves into ruby light that crawls across the table and slots itself into the center like the final piece of a puzzle. All nine final cards are played. The table flares (white-gold, coyote-gold, dragon-copper, blood-ruby, living flame). The Veil appears above us (torn, bleeding, fraying). And then it holds. Not patched. Not torn down. Healed. The cracks seal with threads of every color we just bled onto the table (love, rage, grief, joy, choice).

Everyone raised their powers. Lyra stepped forward. “Everyone behind me.” The crack widened. A voice echoed through the mansion. “YOU CANNOT HIDE HIM.” Hope stepped forward. “We aren’t hiding.” “THEN GIVE HIM TO ME.” “No.” “YOU WILL.” Hope’s eyes turned gold. “I won’t.” The ceiling suddenly exploded. Darkness poured into the room. Kael raised a massive shield. “Everyone stay together!” The darkness struck. BOOM! Kael was thrown backward. “Kael!”

His smile grew wider as he ran, making the shadow do the same. It raised both of it's hands, and when Drake got into a close range with it, he slowed himself down and tried to make the move to the left, but just as the shadow moved to that direction also, Drake slipped off to the right and made a long jump with his finger forward, making him get behind the Shadow for the first time. As his finger touched the light, everything around him abruptly went blank. ..... "Wake up please..please." Jessica cried as the last few drops of her tears ran down her cheeks. Her hold on his knuckles firmly loosened as she rubbed them with her fingers.

I shouted. I didn't sit in the chair. I picked up the shard of the broken glass console. I didn't use the silver pen. I didn't use my blood. I looked at the Master-Chair—the heart of the Aethel-Group’s power. "I'm not the hero," I said. "And I'm not the goddess." I stabbed the glass shard into the **Center of the Light**. --- ### The Darkest Chapter The explosion wasn't made of fire. It was made of **Ink**.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE