Tristan
was not happy.
Last
night’s attempt to make a plan had proved fruitful. However the meeting had
ended on a blazing row as they discussed who would be best to go and get the
prophecy from the English Ministry.
Harry
had to go, no one else could get the orb out of the Hall of Prophecy. If Harry
was going, so was Yugi and Yami. From there it had devolved into a row. They
all wanted to go, well except Kaiba, who had more than enough on his plate as
it was and needed to be in Japan. However it had been argued that if something
went wrong, a big group was more of a target then two or three people on their
own.
Two
bodies had been discarded immediately. That would mean Harry and Yugi going
alone with only Yami for backup. None of them were willing to let that happen.
Seven,
it was decided, was too many. As was, it was eventually argued, five. Four
allowed two to go with the pair, while leaving enough on the island to help the
refugees, settle any more sent their way and keep a decent size force behind to
protect the island, should the worst happen.
Then
it just came down to arguing over who should go with them.
Personally,
while Tristan knew about the link between Harry and the Yugis, he was of the
opinion that sending the trio into the maw was a bad idea. If anyone should
stay behind it was Yugi and someone else should go in his place. It wasn’t
going to happen though. Not with his link partner going into danger and the
enemy able to summon monsters equivalent to the Egyptian God Monsters.
Yugi
had to go, if only to ensure Harry would return.
There
had not really been any question of Joey not going. He had had Yugi’s back for
nigh on a decade, there was no way in hell he was going to let Yugi and Harry
walk into danger without him now.
Which
left the debate over the last spot.
Tristan
had put himself forward before anyone else could and was still fuming over how
quickly he had been shot down. It was his own fault, he knew that. He had had
no magic before the gang had been split up by the Ministries of various
countries. He hadn’t practised with his Shadow Magic since he had gained access
to it. He didn’t have a wand, or any training with one and he was not used to
the Magical Community in England.
He
had the physical strength, but in this, just as he had been in every other
battle his friends had fought, he was utterly useless and it was driving him to
distraction.
With
Kaiba taking himself out the running, since he needed to run his company, Ombre
refusing to risk the safety of anyone else by going with them while her control
was shot and Ryou stepping back for much the same reason, that left Mokuba,
Luna, the Weasleys and Hermione.
Kaiba
had nixed any thoughts his little brother had of going. Mokuba was needed to
help prevent Kaiba Corp falling into complete collapse. Unspoken was that Seto
refused to let Mokuba go into battle without him there to fight at his side.
There was no way the elder Kaiba, who was his little brother’s guardian, would
allow Mokuba to go. The elder Kaiba knew Mokuba would eventually forgive him
for the oath he had extracted from his little brother to prevent just that.
If
Mokuba wasn’t going, then it was decided that no one under Harry’s age should
go, much to Ginny’s outrage, though Luna looked as if she had expected it.
The
only hesitation Weasley twins had had was that they were looking for one
person, not two, and while they were skilled at tricks and treats, they were
not amongst the group that had trained for combat for the last year.
Finally
it had been decided that Hermione, who had trained alongside the others, worked
on her Shadow skills until they were second nature alongside Kari and knew
spells far beyond her age level would take the last spot.
Ron
had exploded with rage, launched a long, ranting and mostly rude tirade against
the group, and then stalked off back to the castle.
Tristan,
in all honesty, had wanted to do much the same but knew it wouldn’t have helped
anything.
He
had, at least, been a little appeased by the decision to leave the Millennium
Items, bar Yugi’s Puzzle of course, on Duellist Kingdom. It was a bad idea to
take them back into enemy territory when they had been stolen once already.
Instead Yugi had asked a favour of Tristan, hoping it would appease him
slightly. While Draco held the Millennium Ring, the other five items needed
protection. Yugi had entrusted that task to him.
Tristan
didn’t see why he was being allowed to guard the items, but wasn’t trusted
enough to protect their wielder. Yugi had tried to explain, that it wasn’t that
he didn’t trust him to have his back, but that he wanted him to be here, where
he could protect not only the Millennium Items, but the refugees and the island
too.
Tristan
had seen through it easily. Yugi didn’t want most of his friends and ‘Clan
siblings’ following them to England, because the one person who had always been
certain that everything would be alright in the end wasn’t sure that they would
come back.
He
had a feeling that if it hadn’t been so essential to his powers and his access
to Yami, Yugi would have left the Puzzle too.
They
should not be this worried. After all it was a simple retrieval. Go in, get the
prophecy, get back out again. Easy, right?
Yeah
right. Just the fact it was supposed to be a ‘simple’ retrieval meant that
everything was going to go balls up the moment it had an opportunity.
Still,
as he helped Yugi settle the refugees that had arrived this morning with the
Speaker, he looked forward to when this was all over and they could possibly,
finally, leave all the saving the world business to the professionals and have
a relatively normal life.
Normal
life. Ha.
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