Sixteen's Story: Part 1

I have no idea what I should be writing, but I found this notebook in the corner of my cell and if I don’t do something I’m going to go nuts, so here we go...

My name is Mutou Yugi. This shouldn’t surprise you. The last three people who wrote in here were called Mutou Yugi too. Hopefully I’ll be the last because when Yami comes for me, the Pharaoh won’t stand a chance.

There’s another Mutou Yugi in here with me but he’s sleeping so I don’t want to disturb him. The Pharaoh introduced him as ‘Fifteen’ but he told me his name once our captor had gone. The other Yugi’s been here a lot longer than I have and the Pharaoh’s been draining him of light for far too long.

I suppose I should explain my situation a bit better, though you could probably skip back to the other Yugis’ explanations. ‘Eight’ tells it a lot better than I could but I’ll try.

To make a long story short, I’ve been kidnapped.

I was with Yami, the other half of my soul, getting ready for our trip to the museum to regain his memories, when someone snuck into my Soul Room. He looked like Yami, so at first I didn’t question it. I mean Yami comes and goes from the Soul Rooms all the time, it’s no big deal. I mean it’s not like just anyone can walk into a Soul Room without the Millennium Key, right?

It wasn’t until I tried to start a conversation with him that I realised something was wrong. Something about him seemed off, his aura was wrong and I couldn’t properly sense what he was thinking or feeling. So I made the mistake of getting closer, concern clouding common sense.

The moment I touched him I knew this wasn’t Yami, or at least not my Yami. He was twisted, his heart was sick and he carried Light within him. My Yami didn’t. I was my Yami’s light and he my Dark. We balanced each other out.

He was fast, fast enough that even before I could call for Yami aloud he had cast something that left me reeling. I couldn’t think straight, nor would my body respond to any call I would try and make. I didn’t need to think too hard to call for Yami over the link though. Yami was there in a heartbeat, able to tell something was wrong, just from my desperate plea.

I’m not quite sure what happened between my Yami and the fake one who introduced himself as ‘the Pharaoh.’ I know the Pharaoh challenged my Yami to a Shadow Game, but every time I tried to resist whatever he had done to my mind it just got worse. Before too long it was almost impossible to count to five, yet alone focus on what the pair of them were saying.

In hindsight I played right into the Pharaoh’s hands. With my mind fading fast, Yami was distracted and didn’t catch the trick phrasing to the terms of the Shadow Game. Because of that it didn’t matter that Yami won, the Pharaoh got what he wanted anyway.

He dragged me into the Shadows the moment the game was over. It hurt, a lot, but there was a benefit to it. It snapped whatever was suppressing my mind and spirit as the Shadows tore at it, trying to get at the light underneath. I didn’t get a chance to appreciate it though. Before I could recover properly, we’d shifted again, reappearing in what I thought was the inside of my Puzzle.

At least until the Pharaoh shoved me into a room and slammed the door shut, sealing it behind me and leaving me trapped with another Yugi.

I wish I could say I was calm and level headed about the whole situation, but that would be a lie. I screamed, I shouted, I tried to break the door down, I even tried a few of the tricks that Yami had taught me.

The door didn’t budge. I was well and truly trapped.

It wasn’t until I gave up and slumped against a wall, staring at the door and wishing I could open it with as much ease as I could the doors in my Puzzle, that the other Yugi spoke up.

The other Yugi was oddly dressed and he kind of looked like he was supposed to be a wizard from some fantasy game. That wasn’t what caught my attention the most though. He was tired, I could see that right away, and he looked really ill. However when I worried at him, he just shrugged it off as something I couldn’t help him with and started to explain what was going on. Who the Pharaoh was and why he’d kidnapped me.

We didn’t get far into the other Yugi’s explanation before agony coursed through me as the bond to my Yami was ripped viciously away.

And that was the last thing I knew for a while.